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[fakeusernamelol]

(SORRY IF THIS ISN'T THE DIRECTION YOU'RE GOING WITH HAD ENDING AU BUT THE VOICES - FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THIS)

"When my mind gets wiped, if you tell me about us, would you just tell me I was your brother?" Stan asked, itching at the sleeves of the sweater just a little too small on him.

Ford took in the question, wordlessly passing the flask. "You would prefer not to know about your being transgender..?"

"No. I mean don't let me know about how we was more than siblings."

Ford's head whipped up. "What?!" He said, voice cracking, maybe a little too loud. Stanley looked at him with tired eyes, and Ford started fidgeting with the buttons on his jacket. "You're ashamed of me." He stated.

"Of course not, asshole. I'm ashamed of us. What we were." He took a sip of Ford's flask. "You don't regret it but I sure as shit do, and I don't wanna remember it again."

Ford's fingers felt numb. "You regret loving me..?" He asked weakly.

"Yeah. I wouldn't'a let you get away with hurting me if I didn't. I know you don't regret it, but I do. The twins shouldn't'a had to see that."

"But I do regret it." Ford blurted, wondering if the conversation was real, if he was even in the fearamid at all. "How can you not know that? I regret every unkind hand I laid on you, you have to know that - how could I not?" He started rambling, wringing his hands.

Stan looked at him strangely. "You never did before."

"Well it was different then, Stan, I was young - I was an idiot. You have to know I'm better now, I promise I'm better now - I'll be better now, Stanley, I need you to know that before - before..."

"You're a fucking liar." His brother spat. "You'd do it over again, you probably will do it again once I'm a braindead husk at the end of this. You ain't even sorry you did it before."

"I am - I - Stanley of course I... Oh." Ford's words stopped short when he noticed. "I never apologized to you, did I?"

"What? For starting this mess?" Stan asked, gesturing to their cage.

"For everything, since that day we were fifteen and you trusted me and I took advantage of it. I'm sorry for trying to make you something you weren't, I'm sorry for never letting your charisma thrive, I'm sorry for hitting you knowing you wouldn't hit back, I'm sorry for not raising the kids with you as an equal, I'm sorry I ever called you a name you hated, I'm sorry I ever made you unsafe in our own home, I'm so sorry and I will be sorry for the rest of my life, Stanley. And if it's what you really want you never have to love me again once your mind is gone, but before you go please know I love you and I'm sorry and I'm going to be better." He croaked out, reaching out but not quite touching Stan.

Then a child's scream was heard, and pounding footsteps getting closer and closer. Stan looked at him, and in a startlingly familiar voice, spoke. "Don't let him see you cry, knucklehead, it's showtime."

Ford took a sharp breath and nodded, wiping his watering eyes on Stan's jacket while they both stood waiting for Bill's return.

PLEASE, PLEASE. How can you tell me to ignore this MASTERPIECE? ok, its Christmas and im very sentimental rn so let me be corny first:

This is the best thing you could have send me and im fucking crying of how glad i am, seeing a little fic based on a thing i made is genuinely something i never thought i would see and this was so beautiful, whoever you are, you have a place on my heart and im so thankful to you. 🥹💓💓💓

To the thing ITS A WONDERFUL IDEA, YOU GET MY IDEAS SO WELL IM AMAZED, Stanley for sure wasn't going to believe him, after so many years of abuse towards him do you really think hes grateful? That he could forgive like nothing? Ford could seem to be different but he didn't know how much of different he was.

Did he did the right thing in doubting or not? Honestly i still don't know it 🥹 my heart is still conflicted, one part still want to make this as horrible as possible and make ford still a big of piece in secret but other believes in redemption (its fiction anyway, please dont forgive any abuser in real life)

Anyway, i found it beautiful that at least the last thing that part of stanley heard was ford's apologies, it was what he wanted to hear for so many years, can't repair the damage but, It was... something. Hoped that words would keep having a meaning when he lost his mind

[euthymiya]

I HUST READ IT IT WAS SO YUMMY ONG OMG DJSNSBNS 😍😍😍

THAT WAS FAST OMG TY FOR READING IT ILYSM

[cahootings]

woe! wizard spell of love be upon ye 🧙‍♂️🔮🪄✨💖🌟❤️💫💞🌈🌱

I love you wizard !!

[angelsdean]

You are a joy to be around <3

anonymously tell me your honest opinion about me. i can't reply, just publish.

[vampmilf]

Schatz wach auf, Susanne Daubner liest wieder Jugendwörter des Jahres vor

[hibiishere]

A mother always knows 🥰

[warriorfujoshi]

it’s frankly unclear as to whether this counts as a diversity win or loss !!

[izuke-the-zombie]

🌸Don't ask me how I got inspired but hear me out

in this little funny AU scenario, our favorite punching bag and best monkey mac is a fairy🧚

😆I'm thinking all sorts of scenarios here

😚In this one :

Wukong has been hearing rumors about light or something from his little monkey subjects but didn't give it much thought thinking it was just fireflies nothing he's noticed

One night after another successful sworn Brotherhood victory dinner.

laughing drinking and sharing stories with one another has ended. After a while going to bed Poor little monkey King couldn't sleep so he decides to go back to the table for a midnight snack, azure brother brought over cherries, Monkey King doesn't have cherry trees so he's thinking to plant some around here. he was so busy having fun that he hasn't had the chance to try any of it.

And then he stops, sees a little light fluttering around the bag of cherries.

He slowly makes his way to the table doesn't want to scare off the Firefly, but then he froze. when he took a closer look it was a little White monkey and a pretty one at that, with white fluffy fur, six pairs of glittery wings, and six colorful ears and tree leaves tied around its waist. He could admire this little creature for hours if the table didn't creak under him while trying to lean in for a closer look that is.

The fairy macaque holding the cherry turns around quickly, and they both froze there in silence, slowly and steadily the little macaque starts walking backward and fluttering its wings getting ready to take flight as fast as it ca.n out of impulse Monkey King stops him immediately holding his tiny hands making him drop the Cherry, Monkey King blurts out "WOULD YOU LIKE To JOIN OUR BROTHERHOOD!?".

🤩I'm going to doodle a little more and maybe talk about it a little more as well cuz I cannot stop with all these ideas of little fairy macaque how they fall out and how they reconcile and maybe in some point where Wukong making him a little dollhouse of his own to live in.🏠✨

The possibilities are endless!!! 🤩😚😆💕🧚✨💖but I'm hungry right now so I'm going to go eat🍔🍜🍉✨

Okay bye💖✨

[buckingham-ashtray]

Your Little Pirate Ship.

- A BBC Sherlock fanart by 梨塔寐里

This is one of the most stunning piece of fan arts I've ever laid eyes on, not just because of the absolutely extraordinary techniques and aesthetics but the details and conception design behind it. Take a moment to truly look at the symbols, the intricacies, and the sheer conceptual genius of this unbelievable creation.

*Disclaimer: This fanart belongs to 梨塔寐里 and her only, please do not repost or commercialize without her direct consent. Support provided directly to her by using the source link below is much appreciated.

[thatgothsamurai]

drunk babygirlies behavior

[kyoukorpse]

some manner of beast has made its way into my home.

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝙰 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝 ~

̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚁𝙽 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴!!! 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙻𝚄𝙵𝙵𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙵𝙵 𝙵𝙸𝙲 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙳𝙷𝙳𝙷!!!˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟹𝟺𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 ⚾️💛

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚜 🎃❤️

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚘��𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝…

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙳𝚂; 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂. 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙴𝙸𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺𝚂!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 😚💞

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚🕺🏾𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈🫶🏾𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝚈🕺🏾𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙾𝙾𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈🫶🏾˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

It was a nice, cool and collected October afternoon.

The air smelled like October…the tree’s looked like October…

…And everything just felt…October-ish in a way; if that makes any sense…

It was the end of the school day; and just like any intelligent and studious student…you would assume doing your homework as soon as you got home would be the best bet, right?

Well…not for Linus Van Pelt and Charlie Brown. 

The two best friends have been playing video games for the past…two hours; give or take? 

And their homework would most likely not be finished until…probably…midnight…

…But the two had priorities. Very good ones in fact!

And one of the main priorities they had as of right now was finishing their video game. 

(A wonderful priority if you ask me).

And to make it even better, Charlie was surprisingly…winning! 

Which…was something in his life that didn’t happen…much, if, not at all. 

Linus looked at the small TV screen in slight disbelief as his best friend managed to score yet another point in Mario Kart.

The brunette chuckled at the action, a mix of surprise and amusement in his voice, “Wow…I didn't know you were such a video game expert, Char. You’re destroying me, here.”

Charlie giggled, “I guess I am, aren’t I?”

The younger boy shook his head, feigning an offended tone, “You 'guess', huh?” The red cladded preteen snickered as he put the controller to the side, “Don’t let it get to your head. You're supposed to be letting me win, after all."

“You wouldn’t win even if I let you.” The other chuckled. 

“Wha— exCUSE me?!” Linus gasped dramatically. 

“You’re excused...” Charlie said cheekily as the TV roared with champion music, displaying the results of the leader board as the yellow cladded preteen was shown as the winner. 

“…Looks like I win.” The older grinned.

“That’s not faaaaair!!!” The younger one whined, pointing his finger accusingly at his best friend, “You cheated!”

Charlie Brown let out a small huff of laughter, raising an amused brow as he crossed his arms, “Hohow dihid I cheat? Yohou watched me plahay!” 

The red cladded preteen rolled his eyes, looking away from his friend as he sulked, “Whatever...”

Charlie rested his head on his friend’s shoulder whilst teasingly poking his cheek, “It’s okay to lose, Li. We all have to at some point.”

“You lose all the time in…like…w-well, everything!” The shorter teen retorted.

“But I’m not losing right now, am I?” The honey brown eyed preteen grinned smugly, going out to poke the other’s cheek one more time but was stopped as Linus grabbed his wrists, pinning his arms above his head with one hand as he sat on his friend’s thighs.

Charlie’s eyes widened, kicking his legs underneath Linus as he tried to get out of the hold.

…Good…grief.

The one in red used his free hand to tickle the other’s side, dancing his fingers diligently and effortlessly which caused Charlie to absolutely shriek, shaking his head as he stomped his feet on the carpeted floor. 

Linus chuckled, enjoying the lightheartedness of the moment and the adorable sound of his friend’s shriek as he tickled his sides.

The brown eyed preteen was barely even tickling him!

…In fact, Linus was barely getting started.

The younger smiled slyly, “Huh...who would’ve known? The great video game champion is ticklish…”

“N-Nohohohoh!!” The other kid giggled helplessly. 

“'No?' You seem pretty ticklish to me, Char.“ The brunette haired preteen mused. 

“I-Ihihi’m nahahat!” The older cried. 

Linus rolled his eyes fondly as he doubled down on the tickling, his grin stretching wider. He released his friend’s wrists and he pinched his hips, chuckling at the giggly denial the other was sputtering through his laughs.

I mean, come on now. Linus knew Charlie Brown since…kindergarten. 

…The two were only in fifth grade…but still! His point still boldly stands!!!

“Oho, you're not, huh? Then how come you're giggling and squirming around so much?“

“I-Ihihi’m nahahat!” The honey brown eyed kid desperately denied which Linus to only laughed out loud in result, his fingers still dancing over his best friend’s sides. 

He looked at the taller boy with mock seriousness, still smiling widely as the other wriggled and writhed. 

“Oho really? Because your giggling is telling me a veeeeery different story~!” The red cladded preteen smiled smugly as he started to knead the other’s hips, “Just say you’re ticklish…'cuz I know you know you are…no matter how much you deny it. 

Charlie Brown just snorted, hugging his middles and kicking his legs slightly as Linus continued with his tickling onslaught, making sure to leave the other boy in utter stitches.

“Cohome on, Char! Admit it! Just say, your ticklish and this can aaaaaall be over~! You know you want to~!” The hazel eyed teen said as he tickled his best friend’s stomach swiftly.

And in result, the yellow cladded preteen genuinely screamed in a result to the new sensation on his tummy, grabbing the other’s wrists but not quite pushing them away. 

Linus just grinned, enjoying the silliness of the situation, “Pff— how about now, Char~? Are you still 'not ticklish~?'” He teased as he continued to tickle the taller oh-so casually, “Y'know…the more you deny it, the more I'm tempted to keep going~!” 

The honey brown eyed preteen’s whole face turned to a bright red as he tugged on his best friend’s hands, “NAHAHAHAH— snrk LIHINUHUS!!”

The younger boy found his best friend’s giggling both adorable yet hilarious at the same time; continuing to tickle the other on his stomach and not showing the slightest sign of stopping anytime soon.

“D'aww~! Your little snorts nehever get old…” The younger smiled fondly, “Come on, Char, just say it! I won't stop until you do~!”

“LIHI— snrk!! PLEHEASE NAHAHOH!!” Charlie Brown cackled.

“But all you have to do is admit it, Char-Char~! Just say you’re soooo ticklish and the tickling will stop!” The hazel eyed preteen casually said.

The slightly taller kid snorted, flapping his hands on his friend’s arms. Linus glanced at his best friend's happy stims and smiled, pausing his tickling torment for juuuuust a moment.

“Your happy stimming is so. freaking. cute!” The younger gushed, “But~! We're not done here; not until you say those two magic words..." He said as he resumed the tummy tickling with a smirk.

Charlie snorted, “LIHI LIHIHI!! PLEHEHEASE!!!”

“Awe…is that a 'please' I hear? Sounds like someone's starting to give in…”

“I’M TICKLISH!! IHIHIHI’M TIHICKLIHISH!!!” The yellow cladded preteen cackled despretley 

“Those aren’t the magic words, Charlie Brooown~!” Linus grinned evilly, leaning down and blowing a raspberry on his best friend’s stomach. 

The older let out an embarrisngly loud squeal at the sensation on his said stomach, covering his face with his arms as he laughed hysterically. 

“Oho gosh…I forgot how sensitive your tummy is...” Linus giggled in between breaths.

“IHIHITS SNRK NAHAHAT!!” The other denied.

“It’s not? Are you sure? 'Cuz this seems like a goldmine for your giggles, Charlie..” The younger said matter-of-factly as he lightly scribbled his nails around the elder’s bellybutton as he raspberried his sides. 

The elder in question howled, arching his back and cackling madly, “GAHAHASH NOHOH! HIC! WHYHYHY THAHAHAT?!”

“Because you loooove it~!”

“PLEHEASE!! LIHIHI NOHOHAH— SNRK! STAHAHAP!!!”

“But this cute little giggle spot is so yummy, Char! I just need to...” And with that, Linus blew the most freaking ticklish raspberry Charlie Brown’s ever felt directly on his bellybutton. 

Happy tears ran down the older’s face, lying limp on the carpet as he laughed like The Joker, “LINUS IHI’M SOSOHO TICKLISH!!! IHI’M TICKLISH JUHUHUST PLEEHEHEASE!!!”

The red cladded preteen stopped immediatley, getting off and lying down next his best friend as his best friend in question tried to catch his breath. 

“Ihihi’m gohohonna gehehet yohou back…”

“I’m sure you will, Char.” Linus snickered, sitting back against the couch as he grabbed his and Charlie’s playstations and waving them around teasingly, “Best out of three?”

“Oho you’re ohon.” The older grinned, snatching back the gaming device as they placed video games throughout the night.

…Perhaps that homework could wait until tomorrow…

[euthymiya]

Greetings to you all from my friends home. I have reunited with many beloved girlies I haven’t seen in so long my heart is so full omg

[dizzybizz]

redraw of that same frame i did a redraw of this febby

here's a timelapse (+ an extra little treat) set to hip hop cherry pop by lemon demon cause that's what i had on my puter DHASHfaafsjhfd

[buckevantommy]

LOU FERRIGNO JR

[ashertickler]

cosmo and wanda are so asher and babe coded