Stan coming to you before the twins get there for the summer and asking if you know anything about baby-proofing a house.
You get him set up with cabinet locks, outlet covers, garbage-can covers, bolting furniture down so it can’t be turned over, the whole nine yards.
When it’s finished, you stand there with your hands on your hips, looking out at a job well done. You look over at him and ask, “How old are your niece and nephew, anyway?”
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stan finding evidence of you when he’s staying in ford’s house after he fell through the portal.
your hair on the pillows in his bed, clothes that ford would never wear, two different sets of shampoo/bodywash in the shower… picture frames that have been laid on their face, and when he picks them up he sees you and ford.
if you stayed in town after you and ford broke up during his paranoid era where he shut you out, then the first time stan sees you, he’s shocked. doesn’t know what to do or say, because he’s kind of pretending to be your ex-boyfriend. so he hides from you
you hear about your genius scientist ex-boyfriend now running a wacky tourist trap. and you’re not gonna touch that with a ten foot pole. so the two of you basically spend 30 years avoiding each other like the plague
just WAIT until mabel finds a picture of you and ford, thinks you and stan dated, and tries to set you up to “get back together”. only then do you notice “uhhhh he doesn’t have enough fingers. this is not my ex-boyfriend”
now im imagining stanford tries to make you a birthday cake and somehow manages to mess it up in ways previously unknown to science (but its the thought that counts.)
it's hard as a brick. you can pick it up and bang it on the counter and it sounds like a hammer. how did he even make it that dense. it's not even brittle, there are NO crumbs coming off of it. H O W?
but of course, you give him a kiss anyway and thank him for the cake <3 then stan shows up with a generic, store-bought cake or cupcakes and saves the day
I'm angsty af rn. ( I also get if you're not taking these kind of asks rn lol)
But how do you think either brother would take their crush / SO bring friends or faking flirty with the other brother? Lol I'm stoned. So feel free to ignore me.
- germ 🦠
I’m gonna go with crush rather than SO !
So let’s say you’re friends with the twins. Stan is crushing on you, and you jokingly flirt with Ford or call him cute.
I think Stan would start making snide remarks, or just sitting around with his arms crossed, and any time you try to talk to him, he’d just grunt in response rather than actually engaging the way he normally would. He’s normally so quick to come back at you with a wisecrack, so it’s immediately noticeable that something is off. You’d never be able to drag the truth out of him though, because he’d think it was dumb, unmanly stuff for him to get all pissy over something like that (king of invalidating his own feelings !)
Now, if Ford was crushing on you and you joke-flirted with Stan, he’d go through several stages.
He’d kind of be like, “Well, yeah. Obviously they’d flirt with Stan and not me. He’s the more obvious choice.” Then he’d get upset, especially since he probably told Stan he liked you. A little angry, because Stan just matched your energy without thinking and flirted back, called you “doll” or something. A cycle of self-loathing and “of course they would” and anger at stan. And he’d think, “I don’t even have any right to feel this way. It’s not like they’re mine.” So the cycle continues
I'm getting a sticky slap hand tattoo on my buttcheek/hip and I NEED to know how the boys would react to it, lol. K thx 🦠
Ohhh that is SUCH a fun tattoo idea and I LOVE it 🦠 anon. Suggestive content below the cut
Well you KNOW Stan’s using that as a target, lining his hand up every time he smacks your ass (after it has healed). If you’re laying in bed next to him, or standing around in your underwear, he smirks and puts his hand on it, rubs his thumb back and forth, pats it. He would love it.
Even if you’re fully clothed, he’s laying his hand there, as often as he can get away with it. Putting his hand on your hip, letting it sliiiide just a little bit, until it’s right over the tattoo, exactly where he knows it is.
Now, Ford… it would fluster him, especially when he first sees it. I can imagine you surprising him with it, not even telling him you’re getting the tattoo, just coming to bed one evening with it. He turns red and sputters for a few seconds like, “Wh— You got— Is that a..? What is that?”
You’d have to explain the concept to him (the sticky hands were invented in 1983, Ford went through the portal in ‘82). After that, he’s still a little confused, about why you would get that as a tattoo. But I think just a well-placed grin could answer that question for him.
And if the sticky hand has six fingers? Immediately obsessed with it. You put a mark representative of him, of a feature he has long been insecure about, on your body. Added to the fact that it’s in an intimate spot? Smitten. He also likes to lay his hand over it, and he just gets this goofy smile on his face. Sometimes he wants to lay his head on it, occasionally giving it little kisses and petting your hip and thigh
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Ever since Stan and Ford first met you that one summer as teenagers, they have almost always seen you wearing roller skates, even in school. (which by some miracle you were able to get away with) They were kind of your trademark, always cruising down the sidewalk in your quads which you had doodled all over with sharpie, swerving around mailboxes and other pedestrians with relative ease (most of the time)
And you had always been just about the same height as them, if not ever so slightly shorter. That is until today when you accidentally slipped and fell on the sidewalk while wearing your shorts, so you decide that maybe it’s best to walk the rest of the day and remove your shoes.
After Stanley slips a bandaid over the scrape on your knee, as he had done for his brother countless times before, you stand up and both boys realize that you’re like 2 1/2 inches shorter than normal.
Whichever Stan you prefer, seeing you actually having to tilt your head upwards to be able to look him in the eyes has him feeling some typa way.
have a nice day <3
love this, i’m a big fan of rollerblading! i know it’s different from the skates, but the height is still applicable. i’m already taller than my sister, but when i put my blades on while she doesn’t have her skates, i feel like an AMAZONIAN WOMAN, it’s awesome
also, i know rollerblades (aka inline skates) were super big in the 90s! and skates were extra popular in the 50s and 70s so i could totally see you getting away with that ;) teachers have to pick their battles man, and people werent such hoverers about child safety back in the 60s when the Stan twins would be going to school (they had those “do you know where your kids are?” commercials for a reason)
i also think Ford is used to feeling generally on the small side. he’s tall but had a noticeably smaller frame when he and Stan were in high school. i imagine you maybe stumbling a little (because it’s weird getting used to not having skates after going so long with them) and he reaches out to steady you, which brings you both face to face, and you have to tilt your head back to look up at him, and and and !
he pulls back blushing and coughs into his fist, murmuring a soft little, “careful…”
as for Stan, he’d probably blink rapidly the moment you stood up, look you up and down, and ask loudly if you’d shrunk. you’d probably give him a flat look and hold up your skates or something, then he’d turn to elbow Ford and go, “You seein’ this? They’re short!”
meanwhile though, he’s inwardly like “😳 smaller than me”
also happy birthday!! i hope it’s been great <3 and i am getting to my other asks, slowly but surely!
How do you think stan would react to his partner asking him to pick up pads or tampons for them?
friend, i would love to say that he’d be like “yeah sure whatever” but…
this man has a lot of archaic notions. he’s been with women a lot, but i think even then, it was typically a taboo topic. it was not discussed, just ignored by everyone involved.
so i think he’d be a little panicky. like, he’d *do it*, but he’d be freaking out a little bit. need you to tell him basically exactly what the box looks like and what type you want, and he still might come back with the wrong one, because someone walked by the menstrual product aisle while he was there, so he rushed. he’s shifty-eyed the whole time in the store.
then he’s telling everyone, “these are for my partner!!” like he’s afraid people are gonna think the period products are for him
might even steal them, just so he doesn’t have to deal with looking the checkout people in the eye. and also just because he’s stan pines
stan is his forties 💔 no one talks about depressed salt and pepper
I be thinking about both twins in their forties 😭 sad babies
Ford lost and running from Bill, jumping through dimensions, just starting to go gray. He can’t afford to stop or else he may be caught, but sometimes there are quiet moments in between jumps where he really has time to think about his situation. It’s terrifying, and he tries not to, but it’s unavoidable at times like that. He doesn’t expect to ever go home. What is “home” anymore? He was alone even before Bill started screwing his life up. Will he spend the rest of his life on the run? Oops, no more time to think. It’s time to move again.
Stan who’s been trying to get his brother back for over ten years now. His hair is shorter and slightly better-kept but still a mullet. His clothes are way neater now that he’s an established businessman. He stands in front of the mirror and practices a smile every day before going to be Mr. Mystery, hoping it hides the pain in his eyes. He’s been at a stalemate for so long with the portal; it hardly seems like he’s making progress anymore. He hardly slept at all last night, but a tour bus is pulling up. It’s time for work.