Obito…every day that goes by, I get older than you. Isn’t that just awful?
But, you know what…? I’m going to try my best to live for you, too.
I like to think Dipper grew up to be a gangly gigantor, haha!
(Mabel is still 1 cm taller ;D)
Most saiyan parents probably didn’t give a crap about their offspring. But some must have… I wonder how many quietly mourned their children, lost in space.
Reuploading my old comic ‘Channel Detritus’ since it was under a cut before and that got lost with the terminated account :) Heed the content warnings, please.
Set a bit before the flashback episode, where Stanley says “Good things you’ve got your smarts, Poindexter. I’ve got that other thing…what’s it called? Oh right! Punching!”
It made me somewhat melancholy to imagine Stanley thinking of himself as only good for physical violence as a child, but then I realized, how did he come to this conclusion at such a young age? Boxing, surely, but also his brother reaffirming his competence first hand.
IM SQUEALING YOUR TEEN AND OLD STANS ARE THE BEST THING IVE EVER SEEN also hi i'm also new(ish) to the fandom and i appreciate that you weren't afraid to join late! Alex's twitter is a wonderful place for fandom information (sometimes, like the journals) ANYWAY LOVE YOU AND YOUR BLOG! REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYEEEEEE!
Ahh, thank you so much, kind anon!! <33 I’m glad you like my art and my blog! So far I’ve had a lovely time in this fandom and I am very grateful :D
I LOOOVE time travel stuff so young/old stans meeting is like, completely up my alley. There’s so much potential for retrospective angst!!!!! *w*
Evil Morty discovers the existence of the Citadel of Ricks...
Continuation of my Evil Morty origin story (1, 2, 3, 4)
Evil Stan’s memories of Before are a bit of a mess -- Bill surely had a hand in this. He needed Stan to hate Ford to the last atom of his being, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he inserted false memories or simply suppressed what good ones he had to twist Stan’s innate loyalty to his side.
Now, Evil Stan is not stupid. He knows Bill has messed with him, so sometimes he can’t help the intrusive thought: What was his original Ford like? He’s seen so many of them die that he can’t remember what was unique about his own.
He is, essentially, an unreliable narrator, even to himself.