Left Hook Pines~

[totallynotanundercoverghost]

I’m here for the gay

a biography by me. (via andrea-booksdreams)

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Fordsy! >:D || [ closed ]

[stanfordsixerpinesrp-blog]

Ford immediately went into self defense mode, though sadly all his weapons were downstairs where he’d left them for repairs. He growled in frustration. “I won’t let you get aw-” He was cut short when suddenly Stanley/Bill grabbed him by his collar. He fought against him, hands trying to pry off the demon’s grip.”Never!”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

He laughed and let Ford go, dashing past him. “Well if you don’t want to tell me, I’ll have to find out myself.” He continued on. “I know everything your brother know!” He turned a corner and then ended up in the kitchen. He reached out, pulled open a drawer, taking out a steak knife he slowly started to poke at Stan’s arms. He chuckled again and then started to stab Stan’s arms a few times. Blood gushed from the fresh wounds.

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Fordsy! >:D || [ closed ]

[stanfordsixerpinesrp-blog]

Stan wasn’t himself, that was painfully obvious from the first moment Ford saw him. He rushed forward, reaching out and placing a hand on his brother’s shoulder. Stan stepped back, screaming suddenly and a cold rush infected Ford’s spine. He hesitated and then suddenly there was silence, and moments later yellow eyes were staring up at him. That voice was all too familiar. “Bill… get out of my brother!”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Bill chuckled testing out every limb of the new body he possessed. The look on Ford’s face made Bill chuckle. He reached up a hand and smacked himself a few times. “Oh please, I just got this body I’m not going to give it up any time soon.” He grinned and moved to stand up straight and moved closer to Ford. A dark chuckle filling the living room. “And there’s nothing you can do about it!” He grabbed Ford by the collar and pulled him closer. “Want to give me those sketches for the portal yet?”

[taccoman]

 oh god oh my god

ford opens the door with the crossbow behind his back just in case but when he sees it’s stan he immediately tosses it to the side and wraps his arms around his brother

ford is practically crying because he really did love stan after everything because he was his brother and he was so happy to see him because bill had been tormenting him and giving him sleepless nights

and then the one person left he could trust, his brother, came to his door and just being there helped ford feel so much safer and he just stood there out in the cold for a while hugging him until stan was like hey man i love you too just lets take it inside i’m kinda cold

(Submitted by @weirdmageddon)

This is so beautiful!! I AM SO SORRY i had to make it sad ;n; :

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Fordsy! >:D || [ closed ]

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Ford was suddenly ripped out of sleep at the sound of his brother screaming. He jumped out of bed and rushed into the living room where Stan had no doubt fallen asleep after late night tv watching. He saw Stan sitting there and approached slowly. “Stan?”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Stan glanced around and Ford suddenly entered. Almost instantly he was on his feet and leaped closer to Ford. “Ford, I don’t know... I have no idea what’s...” He started to breathe heavily and his heart raced, sweat slowly beaded on his brow and slid down his forehead. He took a few steps back, clutching his head and screaming out loud. He fell to his knees and fell to the floor. Slowly he started to shake a dark and sharp chuckle rumbled through his body. He suddenly sat up and frowned, yellow eyes staring up at Ford. “Well well well, if it isn’t Stanford Pines.”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Uhm... Hi? || [ closed ]

[a-shooting-star-will-fall]

She blinked at him. He looked and sounded so much like Stan, but with that lack of recognition he must not have been.

“Grunkle is short for great uncle. My Grunkle Stan said to call him that because it’s less time to say and time is money.” She explained. She got up with his help, swaying a little as her head hurt worse with the movement, but stayed upright.

And then he asked if she was human, and Mabel was so confused by the question that she looked down at herself to make sure. Same old sweater– a space themed one today – and skirt and normal human hands and feet.

“Yep. I’m human.”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Stan watched her, cautious yet a bit unsure of what might happen next if he tried to touch her fully. “You’re great uncle’s name is Stan?” Stan tilted his head to the side, was that a common name among the generation his parents grew up in? He held his hands by her sides as she steadied herself and he slowly drew them away when she seemed stable.

When she looked down, he looked down, almost studying her, making sure that what ever she’s checking he’ll check as well.

 “Well then... Do you even know where you are? Or where you came from?” He gestured into the sky, like the portal would still be there.

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Fordsy! >:D || [ closed ]

Stan groaned as his eyes trailed up and down the over sized yellow dorito. What the hell the thing want from him? But somehow he suddenly got tricked, his hand slapped down onto the thin black ones of Bill, the blue flame setting his soul ablaze allowing the darkness to take over his being. Stan cried out in pain, suddenly sitting up right on the couch still yelling. Stan panted, heart racing as the adrenaline surged through his body. “What just happened...?” He asked softly. “Am I losing my mind?” Bill chuckled inside Stan’s mind. ‘Not yet you’re not, but that can be arranged’

[imgrunklestan-blog]

M!A You're possessed by Bill now. (timeframe is up to you)

“Wha— NOOOO!!” Bill chuckled darkly. “It’s good to be back.”

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The fateful meeting || Closed

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Ford didn’t pick up on the sarcasm, merely went to sit down at the table. “It’s a pleasure, Stanley.” He started eating and hummed in pleasure. “Gosh I do make a mean mac and cheese. Cheese is love. Cheese is life.”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

He chuckled and shoveled the food into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. “It’s been too long since I had good food.” He smiled at Ford and then chuckled again. “That’s true... Make that into a bumper sticker and stick it on your desk.” He grinned. “Speaking of desks... Did you built this place yourself?”

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The fateful meeting || Closed

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Ford only chuckled harder at Stan’s response, moving to pick up the plates and walking towards the table and setting it down. He didn’t make it to the table though and Stan snaked his arms around him and pulled him closer. This time he outright laughed, put down one of the plates and used his hands to pick up some of the food and literally shove it into Stan’s puckered lips.

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Stan closed his eyes as he leaned for the kiss so he completely missed the part where Ford reached out for the food. Stan suddenly felt something hot against his lips and forced into his mouth. The cheese filled his senses and he started to chew. “Wow...” He placed his hand over his mouth. “This is great... Thank you Ford.” He said sarcastically as Ford took his cry as literal. “You sure showed me.” He chuckled and moved to the table to sit down.

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What’s that, girl scout cookies? || [ closed ]

Stanley sighed why wasn’t the paper delivered yet? He was used to the paper always ending up in front of his door, but out here... It’s like it took twice as long to reach the shack. He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, counting up to ten. He heard a noise outside and hurried to the door. “Finally.” He opened the door but he spotted a little... girl? Boy? ... outside and glanced around checking if the kid’s parents were anywhere nearby, but it seemed he... she was alone. “Kid! What are you doing out here? Are you lost?”

@awkwardpines

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[adderallandritalin]

“Wait. Who are you?”

“I’m nobody. Leave me alone.” Stanford was in Sweater Town right now and Sweater Town was not accepting visitors at the moment. Didn’t matter who it was.

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Stanley frowned when the kid said that he should leave him alone. “Are you going to come out of there anytime soon?” He asked with a gentle voice, he didn’t want to scare the child.

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The fateful meeting || Closed

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Ford tilted his head up to stare at Stan, his own eyes searching Stan’s, analyzing the situation. He grinned when Stan flicked his eyebrows, blushing and chuckling. “Haha keep telling yourself that.” He pushed away from him, but in a playful manner. “D’ya think we can eat now? Or did you wanna keep kissing me and then we die of hunger?”

[imgrunklestan-blog]

Stan chuckled when Ford told him that he should keep telling himself that. “Every night to help me fall asleep and it works.” He threw his arms in the air and gently hit Ford in the shoulder. Stan reached out, snaked an arm around Ford’s waist and pulled him closer. “You can satisfy my hunger...” He flicked his eyebrow again. “Feed me Ford!” He cried out and leaned closer to kiss Ford again, but with his lips puckered in a mocking way.

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