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@man-with-a-scam
it’s stan’s fucking jacket and i don’t take criticism. it’s my last source of serotonin 😔
This is how @pcindextr is with mothman 👀👀👀
hey there !
nic is back with ( ANOTHER ) role play blog !!
could you give this a LIKE or REBLOG if you’d be interested in interacting with a semi - selective, literate && dash only STANFORD PINES of GRAVITY FALLS ? i’ll come && check you out !
PERSONALS DNI.
trying to teach @man-with-a-scam just basic tumblr rp things && how to use / make tags is not something i thought would be this difficult asbsdkdld :’]
I'm 19, but my mind is older 🙃🙃
Bi Stan and Ace Ford icons for anon ||| like/reblog if you use, no credit needed
How about this one? :o
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You didn’t specify which Stan you wanted, so I made both! but only after I laughed at Ford’s expression for five minutes
(feel free to use as long as you credit me!)
some 200x200 trans stanley icons !!
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
《@pcindextr ❓》
" oh that is rich. especially coming from you! "
Stan was standing now. God damnit, this was supposed to be a relaxing Sunday, where he could get AWAY from the everyday stresses of life, not indulge in them.
" this is coming from the guy who doesn't shower for a straight two weeks, because he thinks it's a 'waste of time'! "
Sure Stan wasn't always looking his best, especially after Rick left him high and dry , but at least he had a job. At least he was a functioning part of society.
“ especially coming from ME ? what is THAT supposed to mean ? ” ford’s chest huffs in annoyance, his breast plates expanding. he thinks better of pinching the bridge of his nose beneath his glasses — he had no desire to give stanley any more reason for agitation.
“ i’m not trying to pick a FIGHT with you, stanley. ” his voice was low and rumbling, but he did his best to keep it even ; almost as if trying to explain a difficult concept to a young child.
“ but you must realize how you LOOK - and it worries the kids. did you even realize that you were BLEEDING ? look at your arm. ” a hand gestures to stan, pointing out a sizeable gash in the mans flesh. the wound appeared to have stopped bleeding, but it still needed MEDICAL attention. “ come down to the lab with me && i will patch you up. there’s no need to get an INFECTION simply because you’re STUBBORN. ”
"What does it matter whether or not I noticed?" Stan growled. His eyes quickly flashed down to the supposed gash. Oh wow. He really was bleeding.
"It's dried up, isn't it?" Stan's laugh died as quickly as his face fell.
"Yeah, coming from you. The guy that doesn't shower or wash his clothes, because it's a 'waste of time'. You know what isn't a waste of time? Spending time with those kids! Those kids you always blow off to go do some dangerous mystery bullshit."
Of course Ford spent most of his days researching the mysterious happenings of Gravity Falls. He was starved of doing so for thirty years. Even if it did make sense to Stan, the circumstances irritated him.
"You know what else, Stanford? There are two of those kids! Not just the one you like the most." Stan's words dripped with malice and hate, but not hate meant for Stanford. It was meant for a dead man.
A dead man that continually reminded him of his worthlessness. A dead man that so obviously preferred Ford over him. Stan was not going to let Ford turn into their father and he would be damned if he would stand and watch Mabel trip into his downward spiral.
Recently things have gotten extremely toxic and unpredictable with my mother. Things have ev… Alexandra OConnor needs your support for Food & Necessities Fund
As some of you know I recently moved out of my house due to my abusive mother. I started a gofundme to gather up some funds for food and such. If you can’t donate that’s perfectly fine. Please just reblog to spread this post if you can.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
《@pcindextr ❓》
" oh that is rich. especially coming from you! "
Stan was standing now. God damnit, this was supposed to be a relaxing Sunday, where he could get AWAY from the everyday stresses of life, not indulge in them.
" this is coming from the guy who doesn't shower for a straight two weeks, because he thinks it's a 'waste of time'! "
Sure Stan wasn't always looking his best, especially after Rick left him high and dry , but at least he had a job. At least he was a functioning part of society.
Stanford Pines, everyone
“ oh, yeah ? you think you’re so fucking COOL ? you think you’re a fucking TOUGH guy ? then DO IT, motherfucker ! do it ! HIT ME ! ”
/ . @man-with-a-scam
Jesus fucking christ.
Stan hated when Rick got like this. Of course he loved watching fights, but getting into them..? Especially with someone that he loved.
The larger man clenched his fists tightly, but kept them tucked down at his sides. The last thing he wanted was to give Rick more of a reason to leave, but god damnit--
"Fuck you, Rick!" Stan spat before he smashed his fist into Rick's bony nose.
you were supposed to leave.
" and you were supposed to stay ! "
" after all these years of lying, and cheating, and trying to get my brother back, I thought you were the one stable that I could count on to be here. "
It came out more heartbroken than he had meant it. Or maybe it didn't. Maybe Stan wanted Rick to hurt like he did. He wanted this rickety bag of drug meat to feel stuck with him in this mess of emotions.
In the past, Rick had always managed to wiggle his way out of an emotional situation. A flick of the portal gun here, a shitty excuse there, and he was gone without a trace.
" I mean, sure we're never 'stable', but you know what I mean, right? "
Too desperate.
"That’s…a lot of blood."
"And that's none of your business!"
Stan laughed as he shoved the sack of bloodied clothes through the 'Employees Only' door.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be restockin' somethin'?"
do you like ALCOHOLIC, ASSHOLE GRANDPA’s who constantly TRAUMATIZE their GRANDSON ? no ? ME NEITHER.
im nic && this is my C - 137 RICK SANCHEZ RP BLOG ! this jerk is 18+, semi - selective, && dash only. please LIKE / RB this if you’d be willing to INTERACT.
PERSONALS DNI. thank you !!!!!