the lone pine

Summary: The Mystery Shack smells like old wood and new smoke.

(Ft. Stan and Dipper bonding, mysteries, and a whole lot of burning things. Also, monster Stan because I'm me.)

Notes: Just finished up this fic - doing some experimentation with how I tell stories, would love to hear what y’all think!

Summary: On a cold winter’s day in 1982, Stan Pines shows up at his brother’s door with two cats tucked in his jacket and no heartbeat in his chest.

Notes:   fuck 2020 lol i’m drowning my sorrows in fic

Summary:  On a cold winter’s day in 1982, Stan Pines shows up at his brother’s door with two cats tucked in his jacket and no heartbeat in his chest.

Notes:   We’re going into the endgame, pals.

Summary:  On a cold winter’s day in 1982, Stan Pines shows up at his brother’s door with two cats tucked in his jacket and no heartbeat in his chest.

Notes:   ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Guess who’s relapsing to 2016 during quarantine? I’m finishing this story, pals. Thank you to everyone who didn’t give up on me.