#headless stans

Alternate take for when Ford returns through the portal. Stan alone in the bunker and trying to force the portal to work despite missing a journal, the portal not locking on to exact coordinate to Ford and sparking. The portal fizzles in and out of existence and with each activation, a piece of Ford comes through. Stan is shocked as he powers off the machine before going over and looking over his twin's larger, muscular body parts lying in the floor. Ford asking whats going on as his head lays against his own armpit, glasses knocked askew and words mumbled into his torso. Stan happy to see his brother back despite the pickle he is in, his cock stirring with old feelings as he looks over everything, especially the barely clothed hips hiding his favorite part of Ford. Too hard and excited, he rips whats left of the slacks that the portal tore and burned up and sucks down that cock earnestly, sitting the hips on his hands as his index fingers rim and probe that hole. Ford stuttering and blue screening due to the return to the real world and instatly treated as a sex toy by that all too familiar mouth. Only able to moan and grunt as he feels his cock betreay him with the instant load he looses into his brother's eager mouth, his arms slamming their fists on the ground and legs weakly twitching and kicking from the feeling of his first orgasm from a partner in a long time.

Life keeps getting in the way of me actually finishing anything, but I do have a fic in progress where Ford uses a spell to detach his dick and I think you'd enjoy that a lot.

hiiii i've had a really rough day to top off an overall rough week. can someone send like. mullet!stan x reader and/or researcher!ford x reader and/or 30s stancest fluff thoughts or something please i could really use it

Merry chrismum. Hope you get the twins' headless bodies naked and hogtied with a bow on each of their neck stumps under your tree along with their heads in their own gift boxes/in your stocking.

Merry Christmas!!!!!

Teen stans gaming together and using their detachability to bet with, loser losing a part to the winner. Stan, a good gamer, easily wins a bunch of the early games as he easily gets everything from Ford's waist down and one of his handless arms. Its at this point that Ford is able to learn everything about how Stan plays, knowing how to counter and guard against him. Soon Ford has all of his parts back along with most of Stan, the exasperated twin fuming as he tries playing ganes with only his hand and head. A flashing red screen with "game over" appears with Ford reaching over to claim the penultimate part. Stan can only grumble as he has nothing to game or bet with as Ford grabs him by the hair. Ford sets the pouting head on Stan's side of the room, on a shelf between two of the sports trophies before returning to the pile of squirming Stan parts. Ford chuckling as he packs most of the parts up except for a couple that he places on his own shelf, right beside his academic trophies. Turning out the lights, he grabs the torso he left on his bed and cuddles it as he falls asleep, calling out a good night to the still mad head as he rubs his face against the shirtless torso's nape of the neck stump.

After Stan has an accident with a magic axe, Ford is left as a head and body. Its both a blessing and a curse to him as he gets to have a bit of control over it as it helps him work in the lab while a curse since he finds it getting closer with Stan and picking up the twin's mannerisms and traits. Thankfullly it stays professional when working but the minute they take a break, he is found to be used to suck his body's dick, suck on nipples, buried between his asscheeks and more. It amps up more and more until he is almpst always dominated by his own body as he is made to do thing like lick it's sweaty feet, put in the armpit, suck its musky balls, even once claimed by his body with its piss (washed soon after). While it doms him often, Ford is still its head and cares for him. Meanwhile Ford finds it more and more hot as he starts feeling more like a sex toy for himself, stopping going to the lab and just used when his body feels like. The sexual energy from it letting his body focus and do work alone when its time in the lab and coming to Ford when it needs relief. Meanwhile Stan keeps whispering in the body's metaphorical ear to keep it up, watching it all from cameras set up around the house, lab and even one he put in Ford's glasses.