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[loudlyhappycupcake]

Kiss on his cheek while sitting on the bench. The art is belongs to @linussizzler

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[kingofthecon]

"Do you ——— " There's a small pause, Vlad hesitantly looking thoughtful. "Do you remember our first kiss?" ( sjkjedfkd; I COULDN'T RESIST. & Now he's glaring. :'D This can be pre-ghost or what not. Up to you! )

You ever get an idea that just inflates as you go? That was this. And then it grew into me giving the flashback scene some more context. STORY TIME ANYONE?!

Which just ended up turning into lore for my Brainiac² AU meshed with my Ghost Stan AU. In terms of the flashback though, Stan and Vlad have been hanging out after meeting at some sort of paranormal seminar hosted by Jack which was open to anyone willing to learn about ghost and other weird phenomenon. It reminds Stanley of Ford who, in my Brainiac AU, had a really bad falling out with Stanley after their principal told Stanford how he was gonna go places while Stan was just gonna be a bum. No one even questioned it and as much as Stan stood up for and took his for Ford he just sat there? Nah. So anyway, Stan ends up at this seminar partially thinking that it was for kicks or whatever, but ends up sort of intrigued especially with how bombastic Jack is. From there he ends up confronting Jack and asking questions and stuff. He also meets Maddie and Vlad. He seems to hit it off with the trio well enough and ends up coming around their campus since he definitely does not go to WisU. He ends up migrating towards Vlad and they surprisingly hit it off for a while, Vlad talking about Maddie and how she and Jack have somehow ended up go steady (in an alteration of timed events the portal incident won't happen until later) and it's a lot of guy talk and ghost portal talk and stuff. Eventually they become like, best friends. Later on down the line, when the flashback takes place, Vlad has come to the conclusion that he like likes Stanley and if he doesn't want to mess up his chances like he did with Maddie then he would just have to act on impulse. So after spending most of the morning together, weekend no classes, they end up going for lunch at the Nasty Burger (which I definitely believe is their in-universe McDonald's and has been around since forever and has locations all over the map) and Stan's been having a rough day, his Ma called and his Pa is still a jerk and Ford hasn't been home since leaving for WCT and so now Stan is the spare who probably isn't doing much and can come visit, right? So Vlad is trying to cheer him up, telling him cheesy jokes and dumb stuff that he's done with Stan eventually doing the same; telling Vlad about Ford and his oldest brother Shermie. They end up sharing stories about stuff their brothers forced them into (in Vlad's case it'd be Jack until the portal thing) and so they're laughing and the moment presents itself and them WHAM-O, Vlad strikes and Stan short-circuits. He's also pretty sure he's bi now. So yeah anyway, um...this. xD Stan definitely remembers, and Vladdie knows it yet Stanley has the AUDACITY to try to lie directly to his face hence Vlad’s glaring. xD Be gentle, Cheese Head, Stanley might still be sort of smitten.

[seriously-crazed-up-fruitloop]

@kingofthecon

Once every few years or so, Vlad made a habit to visit the towns of some of his business partners across the globe. He considered this a welcome vacation from his usual-- being a mayor, especially of the town where his one true love resided wed to that big bumbling idiot-- was emotionally taxing at times.  “Hm... now where is the next stop--” Vlad removed a list from his pocket, “--ah, yes, the Northwest family. How could I forget?” He shifted into his ghost form and was in the town within an hour. 

Once he’d landed, Vlad changed back into his human form. The man had some time yet before his scheduled publicity stunt/business meeting with Preston Northwest, so he figured he’d see what was going on in this backwoods town nowadays. 

He looked around idly and realized he’d landed himself in front of some... knick-knack mystery house? Strange-- the last time he had even been to this cabin, it was the home of a scientist. Oh how the times had changed. 

Vlad glanced at his watch. Well, he had time to kill anyway. He stepped up to the porch of this shack and knocked. At least this would be something to relieve himself of the boredom he’d undoubtedly have by taking a walk or something. 

[art0fthec0n]

I’M HERE! I AM HERE! Mermay or Mer-May is apparently a thing, and I really wanted to join in! So naturally I had to do Stanley and Stanford! This was fun, and I kinda wanna do more themes like this. Don’t ask me how Ford has a totally intact book. We’re running on The Little Mermaid/Spongebob logic, I guess. And I mean it IS his journal, soooo. xD 

[your-pain-is-my-amusement]

@kingofthecon

Stanley G. thought he walked out of the souvenir shop outside the Tent but now he’s... outside the Tent of Telepathy, but... the road is more dirt than asphalt and... more woods everywhere.

It takes him a moment to process the situation. Bud Gleeful approaches him with a confused look that hides a very... sinister glare.

“Ey, Pines! What’s up with your wear? Ya tryin’ ta imitate ‘widdle’ Gideon?” Bud points and laughs at Stanley. The other elderly man just... blinks at this guy and examines his... Hawaiian shirt and.... what’s that hat? Hmmm... this isn’t the Bud he knows, who beats Gideon Pines.

“Well... erm.” Stanley is at a loss for words. He takes a step back. “Yer outfit is horrendous.” Is all he could comeback with. Kind of cringing from how disgusting Bud Gleeful dresses.

He turns to try to get away but he’s blocked by— is this Gideon? What’s with the baby blue suit and... oh no... he’s got an amulet...

“Daddy, why’s Stanferd all dressed up like me? Is he tryin’ ta steal my life?!” Ack, Stanley takes a step back from Gideon and freezes, now unsure what to do next!

[underxrosetintedglass]

The Try-Hard

@kingofthecon It was the day before summer break and most people on campus were getting ready for vacation. There were a lot of graduation parties the night before too, and a lot to clean up around the various houses-- However for Mangjeol, the lull in between the Spring and Summer semester was stressful. It was her second year and, as far as she was concerned, her little dormitory was the only home she needed. Her secretarial job at her major’s college was still active enough to pay the bills, but the lull was such a lull... There was not even enough work to keep her busy on the weekends. She was sitting out on the yard eating lunch, lounging in the only bit of casual clothes she had- some cuffed up overall shorts and very precarious flip flops. She was watching some of the party trash roll across the lawn in some post-modern commentary on the human condition. 

[wildmage]

perfect. she just had to grab some more human junk, and she was all good to go. fingers flipping through a few things before finally deciding that that was plenty. fingers move in a circle - only getting halfway before she realizes that she is being watched. 

eyes turn to the gentleman and she raises an eyebrow slightly, lips turning up in the usual charming smile that got her away from the authorities on more than one occasion. 

“ hey there, don’t mind me -- im just passing through. “

@kingofthecon​

[galaxies-unknown-a]

Enter the Writer

[ @kingofthecon​ || Plotted in DMs!]

Moonlight glimmered in the sky above, an echo of a saving grace. An endless woodlands blazed out below, trees of flickering flame licking into the stars. Any living creatures had long-since fled, leaving a select few behind. Metal clanged, the fires roared, and there was a laugh.

“You messed with the wrong Worlds, fricker.” Writer pulled their pizza peel back, the razor-sharp end already stained with red. They were grinning, eyes narrowed in deadly fury. They knew it was a dream. It always was, but they could only watch themself, a third-party participant to their own battles. The opponent- a rather nicely armored male- smirked. “Yeah, yeah- pretty stereotypical of me, save it for your funeral pyre.” They grinned as orange danced closer. “... If there’s anything left for it.”

That was when a deep, unsettling rumble echoed out in all directions. The humans were sent toppling, with Writer’s pizza peel growing instantly in size to catch them, while the dream was swallowed within itself. The flames all went out, only edges of leaves re-catching as a familiar, hypnotic snicker filled the air. In that second, their upper and lower mind reconnected, with Writer instantly regaining control of their own body- and being forced to see it from a first-person perspective.

They actually missed what they had seen.- Their usual dark clothing, overlayered with silvery armor that glistened slightly yellow in the darkness. The trees snapped back, folding up into oblivion, but their flames remained. Writer stood up on their pizza peel, watching all color drain from the dream... And sensing a very familiar drilling annoyance at the base of their head.

“.... Dangit, Cipher- I was enjoying that!” They shook their head with a quiet laugh. “Couldn’t ya’ve let me get in two hits? I wanted to beat th’bitch!”

“Glad to see you’re keeping busy~! Don’t worry, I’ll let you murder a hundred of him in your next dream- promise!” The triangle suddenly appeared behind Writer. There was a minute flinch from them that immediately transformed into a ripple across the dirt ground, and off in the distance, they could see the night sky flicker. Bill was beaming (literally), having just cut himself into the dream. He had been rather bored while Writer was ‘sleeping’ (mortals were so sad), and thus... Decided to have some fun. “And yes, I am bridging you and a certain... Fish.”

Writer blinked. Okay, so-

“I was wondering if you could show him the whole... ‘Starving teeth’ bit.” The triangle floated close, one small black hand resting on their shoulder. They glanced over, a third eye splitting away from them to watch the triangle from above. It vanished from sight, but it was still there- still active. “C’mon, I just wanna scare Fish a little!... Besides, I thought you and him could meet!” They folded their arms. They appeared a few feet away, one eyebrow quirked. The armor they had been wearing was gone, replaced by the signature black t-shirt and navy pants, a single golden chain hanging from their neck- on the end of which, was a small metal Bill Cipher.

“... You thought... That Stanley Pines... And I could meet.” They breathed in. The rippling on the horizon was getting closer, tearing away pieces of their dream as it was merged with another. For frick’s sake... “You’re crazy, mate.”

“Sure I am, what’s your point?” And he laughed. Writer waved a hand, instantly summoning a wall of signs. All of them read the same: ‘you’re my point, three of them, to be precise’. Bill snickered as Writer’s signs all vanished. The rippling finally stopped- a good hundred feet away from where Writer was standing.

“One of these days, we’re setting boundaries on the whole ‘bridging’ thing...” They started forward, with Bill Cipher hovering close at hand, never too far away. Although they were sure another Bill Cipher was already talking to ‘Fish’... Obvious nickname, buddy. Love ya.

“Love you too~.” Writer facepalmed.

“... How long do I have before it starts breaking down?” They waved a hand, a watch appearing on one wrist, only to immediately melt off.

“About an hour, at least, from your perspective.... Will you do the bit?” Writer breathed out, although really, that was a useless gesture in the mindscape.

“... Grilled cheese after, but yes.” The triangle fist-pumped the air with a small ‘YES!’, as if this was super-exciting for him... While Writer carried onward, with him not far behind. They pulled in as much air as they could muster, before bothering with a shout. “HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO?” It echoed, to the edge of their own dream- depending on the dream of the other, it could take on any number of effects. Writer rubbed at the back of their neck. “... Are y’just playin’ me, Ciph?”

[siryaksalot]

@kingofthecon​ said:  "Becoming older than ten years old was the biggest mistake of my life."

Random Text Posts // Accepting

“Y’know, I’d say tell me about it buddy, but I’ve technically been older than ten my whole life! Isn’t that just weird? Completely understand ya meaning, though. It’s hard to keep up when you’re not wildly intelligent and quick witted.”

“...Like me.”

[bathedinobscurity]

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[magicandmystery]

✨ – to watch the Northern Lights with my muse | Stanford, because brotherly bonding.

“Did you know they have the Northern Lights in other dimensions too? This isn’t the first time I’ve seen them - though it is the first time I’ve gotten to enjoy them without having to wrestle a mutant bear.” 

He tears his gaze away from the lights dancing in the sky long enough to give Stan a small smile. “I’ll admit, I felt a bit lonely when I saw them. I’m glad you’re here this time.”

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[kingofthecon]

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[art0fthec0n]

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From when @eregyrn-falls​ had their Stanford Draw Pile. ♥ I had multiple versions. The sweater design I plan on making a sticker of, but don’t quote me or hold me to that. 

[magicartist]

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