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HAPPY ST PATTY'S DAYYYYY

... and welcome to JT CINEMATIC UNIVERSEEEE

@mono-socke and I made a discord server dedicated to most of the shows Jason Tam has showed up in! (no its not a jason tam fan club) including Bromance in Concert, Do No Harm, Be More Chill, a Chorus Line, and If/Then

and we decided that *snif 🥹* st patty's day would be the *snif 🥹* best day to birth this server into the wild

so if you wanna join us in talking about our favorite shows every day all day, dm either mono-socke or me for a link to the server!

btw even if you don't know many shows tagged, we both think they're all amazing and we put links in the server for each of them to make it easy to watch/listen to!

[mono-socke]

character doodle dump because I love all of them

[24bughours]

Happy pride, have a half formed idea i had at 2 am

[tesscourtes]

if nobody got me, pinterest kissing references got me.

[rudyklownn]

bro was not listening

[derpwithit]

White lies

Mama pines my beloved <333

[nenoname]

stan ignoring mysteries and weirdness for 30 years balancing out his family's innate curiosity and being why the blind eye ignored him for that long

[s0up1ta]

something about loving you like an alcohol addict

pspsps come get your billford

this was supposed to be longer but dear god that's a lot of work... so here's the storyboard for it:

maybe i'll finish it later,, for the tragic fiddauthor enjoyer in me

ok bye

[tazmiilly]

fiddleford car doodles

[artisiumstudios]

Haha can yall imagine an au where after Stan is kicked out life goes well for Stan.

Treasure hunting in the beach? It’s not much but he does find a few coins and- HOLY SHIT A DIAMOND RING?!

He decides to sell the ring and start a small business that is doing pretty well off. Few months later he expands to Pennsylvania and slowly through the states,after a few years he starts making actual profit when all of a sudden he comes across a guy named Rico and wouldn’t you know it- Stanley accidentally helps the police catch them. He’s a hero and is recognized all the way to Colombia! A few months later he finds himself in Tijuana now expanding his company INTERNATIONALLY! He stays there a few months and picks up Spanish and eventually leaves back to New Mexico where he stays at a luxury hotel counting his profits, and surprisingly he’s actually close to making half a million! Life is great!

Then gets a postcard from ford.

[mono-socke]

just wanna mention that y'all are free to give me requests/suggestions for art

not paid, don't worry, just for fun

like, either ship art, or just single characters or, my favourite, characters as besties/platonic relationships

any fandom I'm in is fine, cross fandom things are fine too

fandoms are in the tags

[doctorsiren]

Also I must know, is Fiddleford in the Monster Hunter Pines AU at all? I ask because I love him. He seems like the kinda guy who would have loved to stay in the lab and make cool adventure gadgets. That man was destined to be The Guy In The Chair.

I am obsessed with the idea of the Stan Twins and Fiddleford being a weird little trio it delights me.

Okay okay okay okay so my main issue with having Fiddleford there is the whole Emma May situation. We all know how highly Stanley thinks of family, and I don’t think he’d be too keen on this science guy abandoning his wife to help them out, so he makes Stanford make Fiddleford make Emma May come along and she actually turns out to have skill in hunting and such, so she gets to join the twins and gets to use the crossbow :)

This is also because the original concept for this AU was made on the idea that Stanford and Stanley make up much sooner (because them fighting makes me sad ☹️☹️☹️) and I don’t like the idea of Fiddleford still abandoning his wife (and in canon, his son, who doesn’t exist in this AU because uhh its earlier in the timeline) and I thought she deserved to come along 😁

Stanford and Emma May bond over Fiddleford, Stanley and Emma May bond over being good with weapons and not getting what their respective nerds are saying, and Fiddleford and Stanley can bond over Stanford I suppose HAHA

[huginsmemory]

As someone whose asexual and a monsterfucker and knowing that there is a large subsection of the monsterfucking community that is Ace or on that spectrum, Ford being very Ace-coded and implied to have fucked a a triangle feels accurate to me. representative, even.

[spidertroupeart]

I almost forgot to post this

[beijodefrade]

Caryn goes to the kitchen to make coffee. In the way, Filbrick passes by her, stomping towards the pawn shop. His face is impasse as always, but his anger is evident on his loud steps.

Ahead, she sees Stanley. He looks awful. There's blood on his mouth from a split lip, blood on his nose that's looking slightly crooked, and his left eye is turning purple.

"Stanley! What happened to you?”

He gives his mother a small smile. It's hesitant, as if he's ashamed.

"Pissed off the wrong person at boxing practice. You know how I am.”

"Oh, sweetie, what did you do?”

He laughs it off. It's a rough sound, and her worry grows at the insincerity of it.

"Believe me, Ma, you don't wanna know.”

She disagrees, but doesn't push the subject. Instead, she frets.

"Let me fix you up.”

She takes him to the bathroom, where they keep the first aid kit. They'll need to buy a new one soon, it's contents almost all used up. Always on Stanley. He gets hurt a lot, ever since he was a little kid.

He has a a knack for getting into trouble. Sometimes he can't help himself, and takes things that don't belong to him. Most of the time, it's because he got into a fight.

He has a short temper (it runs in the family).

Caryn sees a small gash on her son's cheek. It makes her think whoever punched him was wearing a ring.

But at boxing, they wear gloves.

Maybe it was after practice.

As she looks at the gash, her hands starts to shake. When she cleans it, she knows it stings. Stanley doesn't flinch from the pain.

There isn't much she can do for the bruises, other than icing them. Taking a closer look at his nose, it might be broken.

Someone broke her little boy's nose. The tremor in her hands gets worse, because as she's looking at his face, there is no anger. He simply looks sad.

"We might have to go to the hospital... I think your nose is broken, dear.”

Instinctually to hearing an idea he doesn't like, Stanley wrinkles his nose. Then he forgets himself and hisses at the pain.

She hears the sound in her heart, and pets his hair. The affection, somehow, makes it easier for him to breathe. He hadn't noticed the strain of his lungs.

Suddenly, he feels small.

"Ma, do you..." he swallows, eyes glued to the floor. "You'll always love me, right?”

Caryn gasps.

"Of course!”

"Promise? Even if I never stop screwing things up?”

She uses her other hand to lift his head, her fingers under his chin. She needs him to see her face.

"Oh, pumpkin, nothing could ever make me stop loving you. I promise that'll never change.”

In this moment, he believes her. He smiles. She thinks about a hand and a ring.

Caryn sighs, feeling a little scared.

"Your Pa looked quite angry when I saw him... Right before I found you." she moves her hand from his chin, and puts it on the side of his face. The one without the gash. "I know he's harsh on you.”

He leans into her hand, comforted in her warmth. Even so, his eyes fill with tears. So do hers. Shiny eyes meet shiny eyes.

"C'mon, Ma..." his voice trembles a little, and they both pretend they don't notice. "You know Pa wouldn't go this far.”

A few tears escape her. His tears stay trapped. She nods, and kisses his forehead.

Caryn can't stop shaking for the rest of the day. She avoids looking at her husband's hands.

Stanley starts to get used to a heavy feeling inside his chest.

[tinfoil-jones]

Jerk Ford AU: From the Trenches

One night on the deck of the Stan O'War-II

Stan: Sure is a nice night, huh Poindexter?

Stanford: I buried myself once.

Stan: —...

Stanford: Another version of me. He was already long dead when his distress signal pinged me, and I buried him after looting his corpse. *Thousand yard stare*

Stan: Stanford—

Stanford: And I kept thinking; is that going to be me?

Stan: Stanford—

Stanford: *crying* Am I going to die out here? Am I never going to get home and get buried in some random dimension where no one I know or love is—?

Stan: Stanford! Hey, hey— look at me. You're here now. You made it home. You made it.