I got this South Park fanfic if anyone wants to check it out. It's based off 'The Stick of Truth' game with my own girl oc and some future polyamorous couples. It's not half bad.
Such exquisite angst and beautiful colors...
Wonderful💙
tf when you're far from home, and your brother's gone, but actually he's right beside you, but he's not your brother, but he is, and you realize those plans you made--that dream you shared--to sail away together don't come true, and now your brother's been living on the streets alone, and you're not there--haven't been there, and you wonder how could this have happened? why did it turn out this way? will it always be this way?
lightweight insp by o brother by @stressed2obsessed
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You got me there
If you do not reblog this, you are in fact lying.
That connection is strong enough that it only took two words to get him to drive all the way up to Oregon and then spend three decades trying to bring Ford back. That kind of dedication, that kind of inextinguishable hope, is astounding, and it is not the behavior of someone who blames Ford for closing the window on him, not at all.
So why, then, does Stan care so much? Because to him, Ford is just about the coolest person to exist. Not just because he's astoundingly smart and capable, but also because he was the only person who really cared about him.
There's a lot of talk about suspected physical abuse in the Pines household for the twins growing up, but I think there was a lot of neglect too. I think Ford and Stan really only had each other as kids. That is an intense connection.
For Ford, that connection terrifies him. Because Ford does not want to be that boy. That boy was scared and that boy got knocked around and had to hide behind his twin. That boy was weak and Stanford Pines is not weak, Stanford Pines is special and important and he's going to show the whole goddamn world.
But for Stan... that connection is the only thing that proves he was worth anything. So if his relationship with Ford isn't salvageable...
So my folks are doing some remodeling and my mom completely tore down one of the walls so there’s a bunch of trash and rubble. So I left to go to work and I found my brother’s cat just sleeping on top of the rubble and he looks so calm and at peace like I’m not even that comfortable on my own bed the fuck?
How dare you call me out like this
Reblog if you're polyamorous. I'm trying to see something
smash that mf reblog if u hate pedophiles
If anyone needs me, I'll be in my chambers studying the sacred texts.
Lol everyone in this looks fucking shook
yk what i hate though. is when i find a meme and im like THIS IS SO [cool intimidating mutual i never talk to] I SHOULD SEND IT TO THEM but then i remember ive never talked to them ever and so i cant just like give them a meme out of the blue and so the meme just withers and rots in my camera roll 😔