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@dirtybroshipper
my wrist is killing me so iâll skip the chest hair just this onceÂ

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gotta haves some fluff from time to time
grunkle doodlesÂ
happy childrenâs day! (i hope no child is watching this blog tho)Â
man i just canât help but laugh whenever i see a post saying not to tag it as certain ships. not that i donât respect opâs wishes, but the amount of nopeness just cracks me up

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inspired by thisÂ
remember in carpet diem after stan took fordâs glasses from his room he spent part of the episode just stroking them, lost in thought
and then hid them from sight and mind because he didnât want anyone else seeing him reminiscing so tenderly over one of his brotherâs old belongings
because i do
i never forgot
wanted to make something before the weekend ends and my sleep-deprived brain came up with thisÂ
old men reunionÂ
I was thinking about that copier machine comic you drew and was wondering if both of the Stan's had "other" uses for it. Even though it sounds so unrealistic I was straight up thinking both of them with many copied versions of themselves in a straight out orgy. Maybe Ford invents water proof ink that never melts the copies even when soak and wet. Oh the possibilities....
Oh I like the way your mind works friend ( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°)
I think a little bit of liquid could be fine tho. 70% of human body is water right? The clones must have all kinds of fluids in their bodies too. So what harm could a little bit of sweat and semen do? Unless you soak the clones with those, I mean.... that could be equally horrendous and hilarious.Â

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Omg I just rewatched "Double Dipper", I got to the scene where there's like 10 dippers trying to figure out how to get a girl. And all I could think of was your drawing of Ford Cloning himself LMAO.
(+)Â Sorry to spam you but what about paper jam Ford? XD
Yeah that scene was exactly what inspired me! Ford mustâve used that copier for something, and like Dipper, he seems like a person who believes in himself enough to think that cloning himself would be the solution (well at least when he was young).Â
As for paper jam Ford, I actually tried to make a comic about him, but it was like the hardest thing Iâve ever drawn, so I gave up lol.Â
miistrals ëě´ íŹě¤í¸ě ëę¸ě ë¨ę˛źěľëë¤. âwhat is wrong with tagviewer?? itâs been showing me only the first few...â
ever since tumblr brought back replies it changed the way notes work, and it ended up breaking the xkit tag viewer. no idea when it'll be fixed, unfortunately
Ohhh I see. Damn, 50% of what I liked about this site was the tag viewer. Thanks for the reply!Â
Aah I'm glad you like it! I'd be happy to write more if you'd like to give me prompts (also this au should totes have a name bc damn) ahh
Man, you have no idea how much i wanted a fic based on the au. Speaking of prompts, if youâre interested, how about Fordâs reaction to Stanâs old age? Yes, we saw his first reaction, but what about when the fact that Stan is now an old man who has significantly shorter time left really sinks in? Think about all the ANGST. (No pressure, tho! I know making something based on a prompt can be really hard when the prompt doesnât really inspire you.)Â
I agree this au needs a name, but Iâm not very good at coming up with names. â30+ AUâ is already taken, right? I donât know, maybe this could be â30- AUâ or something.Â
what is wrong with tagviewer?? itâs been showing me only the first few tags of a post. Am i the only one experiencing this??Â
tw//stancest
 Based off of @dirtybroshipperâs artwork in which Ford is sucked into the portal and is dropped off back in the basement, though Stanley has aged (to his age in the actual show). [basically this au is everything i wanted and needed]
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 âFord! Ford, no no no, FORD!!â Thatâs the last thing he hears before heâs fully sucked into the portal, Stanley fading from his vision, replaced with stars and colors beyond his imagination. He isnât sure if some of these colors even exist in their dimension. But he doesnât have much time to reflect as he spots another portal opening and heâs quickly sucked in.
 Everythingâs rushed when heâs forced out, itâs a blur and a flash of lights and then gravity feels normal and heâs landing on the ground, a grunt escaping him. His head reels from the contact of concrete and Ford knows that he definitely landed right on his tail bone because, goddamn it hurts.
 He knows he should get up, everything is a blur without his glasses and for all he knows there could be some kind of monster or alien waiting for him. He opts for staying on the ground instead, mind flashing back to the prior incident, Stanleyâs terrified face ringing too clearly in his vision. Heâs fucked up badly, maybe if heâd been a better brother this wouldnât happened. Stanley wouldnât have been kicked out, Stanley wouldnât have been burnt by the lab machinery, and maybe he wouldnât of been dragged away from the one person he loved.
 âYou okay there, Sixer?â All thoughts of regret are thrown out the window as soon as that voice reaches his ears, all too familiar, yet so different. He sits up quickly, eyes wide open, and he almost doesnât want to turn around because thereâs no way the world itâs him, but he does it anyway.
 âCome on, donât give me that look.â Ford feels the way his jaw practically drops, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion, âDonât yaâ recognize me?â Heâs trembling, fingers curled into a fist around his lab coat. This isnât happening, this canât be happening, his brain canât comprehend the science behind this at the moment because the only thing in his mind is the thought âStanley?â.Â
 âI finally got you back,â a wrinkled yet muscular hand stretches out towards him, âStanford.â He stares at the hand, eyes tracing each and every wrinkle and scars, he absently notices some are burns from acids. His eyes trail up his brotherâs (is this really his brother?) arm and to his face, eyes locking with Stanleyâs. He opens his mouth to say something, anything, but a chocked gasp comes out and then arms are around him, gripping him tightly.Â
 âS-Stanley?â The grip on him grows tighter before it loosens and his brother pulls back enough to allow Ford to see his face. A smile is brandishing his brotherâs face, wrinkles helping to enunciate the grin, and thank god his brother still has his adorable dimples.
 Ford canât stop himself from going off, asking how the heck heâs back, why Stanley is old, and how he even managed to start up the portal when he hears a faint cough from behind Stanley. He jerks and moves to look around his brotherâs shoulder and heâs met with the faces of two children and a gopher-looking guy (maybe in his 20â˛s he guesses).Â
 The boy, and he assumes the two are twins, is glancing at him with concern and susceptibility. The other one, who is very glittery, is smiling widely at him and Stanley, though he can see the trails of tears on her face. The guy in the question mark shirt just looks confused as all hell, and Ford canât really blame him. The girl then shifts and runs up to them, looking at Stanley who gives her a nod, and then she slowly scuttles closer to Ford.
 âHi, Iâm Mabel!â She stretches her hand out to him, and he looks at it before cautiously returning the favor, part of his mind screaming at him about that goddamn freak finger. Sheâs the one who controls the shake, Fordâs too stunned at everything to help out to much, and then she looks down at his hand and he gulps.Â
 âWow,â her face lights up instantly, âsix fingers! Thatâs so cool, itâs like a full finger friendlier than usual!â She giggles and he canât help but give a tiny smirk, he likes this child. He looks up and seeâs the other twin make his way up to them, he looks at Mabel and Ford before turning up to Stanley.
 âUh, Grunkle Stan, who is this guy?â Grunkle? Ford opens his mouth to ask but Stanley cuts him off, patting the kid on the back.
 âWell, Dipper, this is my brother.â Mabel gasps dramatically and the guy in the corner mutters a âdudeâŚâ, but the boy, Dipper, just turns and squints at Ford. He finds himself staring back at the boy, not knowing what else to do, and the kid may be young but Ford isnât prepared to deal with this at the moment, and thank the heavens Stanley steps in.
 âNow I know you kiddoâs have a lot, a lot, of questions,â he looks over at the guy in the corner, head tilting as if nudging him forward, âand Iâll answer those later, but uh- my brother and I need to talk.â Dipper frowns, skeptically glaring at Ford again, this time with more âgustoâ.Â
 âWhat if he isnât your brother? What if itâs Bill-â? Ford makes a strangled sound, eyes twitching at the mention of the demon. Ford immediately stands up and tries to walk towards the door, heâs not safe around anyone if Billâs around, but Stanley grasps his shoulders and pushes him away from the door. Fordâs unaware of whatâs happening because oh god, he needs to get to somewhere safe, somewhere Bill canât find him.
 âFord!â He jolts, staring up at his brother with wild eyes. âHey, youâre okay, youâre safe, Fordsy.â That nickname fully snaps him back into reality and he notices theyâre no longer near the portal, but in some sort of bedroom. He faintly remembers the room but itâs so different, he thinks it was his old room?Â
 âYou had a panic attack, so I brought you upstairs, the kids are staying at Wendyâs house tonight.â He doesnât know who Wendy is, but at the moment it doesnât seem too important, what matters is that Stanleyâs hand his on his thigh, rubbing soothing patterns with his thumb. Stanley mustâve noticed Fordâs own gaze because he apologizes and removes his hand, awkwardly resting it on his own lap.
 âS-sorry,â he stares down at his own lap, âI uh, Stanley, what happened?â His brother sighs, before launching into his spiel.
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 âSo, itâs been 30 years for you since I was sucked into the portal, but for me it hasnât been long at allâŚâ He looks down at his lap, Stanleyâs hand rubbing his thigh again, probably a subconscious habit. â30 years⌠you tried to get me back for 30 years? Even after how much of a dick I was to you?â
 Stanley shifts beside him, still silent, before he grabs Fordâs hand with his own, entwining their fingers together. Ford turns to look up at him, resting his head against his brotherâs shoulder before sighing. He looks down at their hands, remembers how they did this all the time as kids, and then in private as late teenagers, doing things brothers wouldnât normally be doing.
 He flushes a bit, hell, Stanley sure as hell doesnât feel that way anymore, certainly not after everything heâs been through, all because of Ford. Yet, he finds himself frowning, because fuck, the attraction on his end is still there, as strong as ever, maybe even stronger. He doesnât realize Stanley nudging him until heâs almost pushed off of the bed by a strong one, he just looks up at his brother with a confused scowl.
 âYouâre cute as hell when yaâ pout like that, Fordsy,â Fordâs blush picks up again, âbut whatâs on yaâ mind?â Ford just stares up at him, eyes traveling to Stanleyâs lips, and what the hell why not. He moves forward and presses his lips against Stanleyâs, desperate for anything at this stage.Â
 Stanley freezes and grips at Fordâs arms, and he leaps back, muttering about how that was stupid of him and how heâll just get going now, but then Stanleyâs grip tightens. Fordâs going to have bruises in the morning.
 âAs I said, cute as hell,â Ford splutters an indignant âhey!â but itâs silenced by Stanley closing the gap between them, dry lips smashing against Fordâs. When teeth bite down on his lower lip Ford groans, lips parting and Stanleyâs tongue bridges between them, basically fighting Fordâs own. It lasts for a minute before they break apart, both gasping for air.
 Ford chances a look up at Stanley, blushing bright red when his brother is staring at him with a dopey grin. Heâs about to push Stan playfully but a yawn interrupts him, and he becomes aware of how painfully tired he is. Hell, his ass still hurts from the fall earlier, and his head feels packed from all the information heâs received in under a few hours.Â
 Stanleyâs smirk grows larger, but also softer, and then heâs pawing at Ford to get him to lie down. Ford glances at him before obliging, lying down on his side, ready to reach for Stanley if he tries to leave, but his brother seems to feel the same. The bed dips beside him and Stan lies down, arms bringing Ford into a comforting embrace. He sighs peacefully and buries his face into Stanleyâs neck, eyes fluttering shut.
 âWeâll get through this, Ford.â Stanleyâs voice is gruff with sleep and some emotion. Ford just smiles, letting his body fully relax, he trusts Stanley. Theyâll get through it together, they always have.
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 LE END~
yES YES YES!
oh my god this. And you got everything i wanted but failed to put in the comic! The kids and Soos being there with Stan, Ford freaking out at the mention of Bill, Stan comforting Ford, and most importantly, the KISS.Â

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Wow amazing work, I love the comic !!! But I need to know more about that AU!!
Thanks!! Unfortunately what youâve seen in the comic is pretty much everything i have. The AU is almost same with what we saw in the show, at least on Stanâs part. The only significant difference is that here Ford didnât spent 30 years travelling multiverse. For him itâs been like, only a minute or so. He just comes out of the portal and finds out that his twin brother is now an old man who spent most of his adult life trying to get him back.Â
What can I say, Iâm a sucker for angst.Â
Hey! A quick question for the fic I'm writing, when Ford was sucked into the portal, was he immediately pushed back out into the basement where Older!Stanley is, or was he between dimensions for a while?
Oh, in the comic he immediately came out of the portal. I shouldâve drawn him still screaming âstanleyyyyyâ to make that clear.
But you know, itâs up to you! Whatever you think is more interesting is totally fine by me!Â