Sea Grunks - Blog Posts
STAN TWINS BONDING IDEAAAA
OK SO. I was watching the movie WALL-E with my little sister a few nights ago, and I thought: What if the Stan twins watched it?
Obviously Mabel probably would make them watch it bc its a romance and she loves those, but it would also be relatively new in the GF timeline (the movie came out in 2008 so it would only be 5-ish years old in 2013)
HOWEVER.
The end of the movie end with EVE and WALL-E finally getting together, but not before EVE has to fix WALL-E. And what happens after that?
WALL-E HAS NO MEMORIES.
So I was thinking that the Stans would get sorta emotional at that part because like. They kinda had to go through the same thing? I mean, OBVIOUSLY THEY ARE NOT A COUPLE (do NOT reblog and tag as a ship or so help me), but the concept is similar.
Jut a silly, angst-filled idea I had. Carry on with your day :)
Some doodles from my story, also have Stanley wearing stripper boots
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63488815
this is so amazing, i think i've watched the video a thousand times, and i won't stop watching it for a while
Sea Grunks Intro
Good god, I have been working on this for a while. What originally started out as small storyboard pro practice, ended up becoming an actual project. There was a good amount of time when I wasn’t sure I would finish it, but here it is. I hope you enjoy it!
𝓢ᵒ๓ᵉｲђιɴ𝘨ꮥ wrᴏ𝗇Ꮆ…
This lovely piece was inspired by this song:
canon fic writer and creative mind stanley pines would do numbers on ao3 i think
Write stans holding hands and blushing this is a threat 🔫
I like the way you think, Anon.
I have taken this threat very seriously and got right to work on my latest masterpiece <3 I didn't know if you wanted like any specific ages or something so I did the sea grunks (I hope thats okay lmaoo)
Also. HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME DRAW HANDS ANON /j
I can imagine this happening 10 seconds after they set their foot on the boat
Unresolved
I like to think that Stanley used to process things through play and art. I headcanon he was one to scribble out in random pieces of papers, tiny poems and drawings and so on and eventually made a little journal with them.
Unfortunately, some things don't change even when he gets his happy ending.
You losed your anomaly..
I got another fun Gravity Falls thingie- It’s a continuation of the show- EXCEPT IN SPACE!!!! The mystery twins get abducted by aliens and chaos ensues. They are lost in space and also- Somehow get involved in a lot of stuff that certainly shouldn’t be their problem but IS. It’s fine, Mystery Twins have dealt with worse…
this is stupid
Nightmares, Welcome Back
TW: Suicidal thoughts, suicide (in a dream)
Sea Grunks stuff- I won't post much just to let y'all know.
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Stan leaned on the railing of the ship, letting the sound of the waves lapping against the boat at least try to calm him. Nightmares were a common thing for Stanley Pines. But when they were bad, they were BAD. He was tempted to grab his cigarettes he had brought along without Ford knowing, but he stopped himself and looked up at the inky black sky dotted with stars of all sizes. "Stanley?" He jumped at the voice of his twin from behind him. "Jesus Ford, you're gonna give me a heart attack one of these days!" He almost-yelled, whipping his head around to look at his brother. Ford paused, looking at him oddly. He glanced down at Stan's hands to notice him shaking. "..Are you alright? How come you're up so late?" Stan turned back around, facing the dark blue sea in front of them. "M' fine, Sixer. Go back to bed." He waved a hand in the air, gesturing back to the bedroom. Ford ignored it, and instead walked closer to his twin, setting a hand on his back. Stan felt the warm 6 fingers settle onto his back, and his shaking subdued slightly. "Stanley.. You know you can't lie to me. What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything.." Stan huffed out a breath, looking everywhere but Ford. "Had a nightmare. Just needa clear my head, alright?" He closed his eyes, thinking of the awful things he did and the awful things he felt. His shaking got worse. Suddenly it felt hard to breath. "Shit-" He husked out as Ford was about to say something. He slowly decended to the floor, grasping his head. It was your fault. a voice whispered. All of it. You shouldn't be here. Ford sat down on the ground with him, saying something that Stan couldn't hear because of his racing mind. A couple tears stung his eyes as they fell down his cheek, but he didn't bother wiping them away. KILL YOURSELF. FORD DOESN'T WANT YOU HERE. HE WANTS YOU GONE AND DEAD. YOU SHOULD BE DEAD. YOU ARE A NO GOOD FUCK-UP AND A SHITTY EXCUSE OF A BROTHER. The voices were cut short as Ford pulled Stanley into a hug. "Stanley. Listen to my voice. Focus only on me." Instead of his tears falling onto the ground, they were now falling onto Ford's hoodie. "It's okay, Stanley. I'm here. Don't listen to anything else but me." Stan shakily raised his arms, hugging Ford back tightly. It pained Ford so, so much to hear his brother's sobs, though Ford knew Stan was long overdue for a crying session. After what seemed like a hour, Stan released from the hug, eyes red and blotchy. "Stanley.. May I ask what your nightmare was about? You don't usually do that.." Stan stood up, sniffling and rubbing his eyes. "S-" He paused, clearing his throat. It hurt from his viscous sobs. "..alright.. Can we head back into the room though? M' freezin'.." Ford nodded, standing up and laying a hand on his brother's back as they walked to the bedroom.
Stan hated the feeling of after he cried. Especially feeling it in front of someone. Though, he seemed to feel less ashamed in front of Ford. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Ford scooted a bit closer to Stan, putting his hand up on his shoulder now. "Nah. You should know." He coughed lightly, slouching over his lap. "It started out as.. Kind of a normal day? Funnily enough, I had just woken up from a nightmare. Out on the porch… Voices appeared. They didn't go away. Later in the day, I tried to tell you about them, but you told me I was going insane. You yelled at me and told me I wasn't safe to be around.. I was kicked off the ship. We were still where we are now, which is in the arctic. You gave me my duffel bag with stuff. It only had my clothes. No food, walkie talkie, nothing. While I was being kicked off, my mind flickered back to me being kicked out of the house. My mind was repeating the words 'Your fault' like if I didn't say it would kill me. Eventually, I stabbed myself in the chest. I became a ghost. It was a.. Cool sensation. You somehow found my body, and when you did, you laughed, saying things like 'Finally!' And.. Yeah."
A second pair of 6 fingers were laid across his back, pulling Stan into a small hug. "Stanley.. Please, please, please, never believe that. I love you so, so much. I could never let you off the ship. You were the one who bought it, after all. It's okay if you hear voices. It doesn't make you insane, and it doesn't make you any less of a person. If I found you dead, I would be dead too." He squeezed his brother tighter. Stanley smiled at his brother, A few tears in both of their eyes.
"..thank you.."
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PLEASE DON'T TAG AS SHIP-
The swing set
This has been something I’ve been wanting to draw for a LONG time. Based on a headcanon someone told me a long while ago of the boys going back to see their childhood swing only to see it’s broken and rundown. Stan is clearly upset but brushes it off like it’s nothing, but Ford is very determined to fix their childhood swing because they both cherish it deeply.
A Fading Day~Part One
TW: Mention of su!c!de
Oh my god this took a long time! Anyways, enjoy!~
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“Thank you?! You really think I'm gonna thank you after what you did 30 years ago?!?!”
Stan awoke with a start.
Just a dream…
Calm down, Stan.
Calm down.
He looked over at his clock, and in bright green letters it read 6:28 AM.
Welp, seems like a good time as ever to get up.
Stan sat up from his bed, feeling a little nauseous. He brushed it off, walked over to the closet, and put on his normal clothes. A gray t-shirt, blue pants, red beanie, and headed to the kitchen
Stan walked into the kitchen, seeing Ford at the table drinking coffee and looking at maps.
“Mornin’, Pointdexter.”
“Why must you always call me that? Just because I like reading, doesn’t mean I'm some kind of nerd!”
“Woah, geez, calm down Sixer. It’s just a nickname.”
“Well I don’t like it, Lee.”
“I’ve told you not to call me that…”
“Well, if you stop calling me Pointdexter, then I won’t call you Lee.”
“Fine…”
Stan didn’t have a good feeling about today. This morning when he woke up, he felt worse than usual.
But Stan being Stan, he decided to brush it off.
He grabs a mug from the cabinet, and notices there’s no more coffee in the coffee pot.
“Ford, did you drink all the coffee?”
“Yes, we don’t have any more left.”
Stan sighs, and walks over to the table to sit down.
“What’s the route for today?”
“I haven’t finished it yet, be patient.”
Stan, being bored, decided he was going to take a walk on the boardwalk, maybe down to the beach. He headed towards the door when Ford stopped him.
“Woah, woah, woah, where are you going?”
“I’m gonna take a walk on the beach, stop being so protective.”
“I’m not trying to be protective, I just want you to let me know next time! Don’t just leave the boat!”
“Alright, alright, geez, I get it.”
Stan takes just one step off the boat when he hears Ford call back:
“Actually, come back in. I’m almost done with the plans, it’ll probably only take 10 minutes for me to finish them.”
“Ugh. Ford, can I take a 10 minute walk then?”
“No, it’ll be quick. Come back on the boat.”
“Sixer, can I not spend a second off this boat without you telling me to come back?!? I wanna be alone! I want privacy for once!!”
“I’m just asking you to get back on the boat!”
“No! I’m not going to! Now leave me be, I'm going to take a walk.”
“You know what? Fine! I didn’t care about it anyway. But I guess YOU don’t care about the line ‘wherever we go, we go together’!!”
Stan whipped his head around, shocked by what his brother had said.
“W-what? I-I do care about it! We- just-...”
“Do me a favor Stan… Don’t talk to me for a while…”
The rest of the day felt silent.
Stan avoided going to the boat at all costs, only going there for snacks and others.
He hated everything he had done, and he wished this day never happened. Stan sat on the beach, crying, wondering why he was alive and realized what a jerk he was and saw why Sixer would never say thank you.
Dad was right about me all along.
I thought he was being mean, but now I see that I am really a screw up.
I’m an awful person…
I wish I could d!e…
Maybe then Ford would like me…
The Day It All Went Down
Part Two
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Stan sat on his bed, crying like a baby, as he would call it.
One goddamn mistake cost me my future and my brother…
It’s been 30 years and he’s still mad, even after I saved him from the stupid portal…
He then notices the knife on his desk from earlier that day. He sees it and quickly backs away from his bed.
The trunk… the trunk of that car…
When that happened, Stan had been stabbed
I-don’t-know-how-many times, and he was in so much pain. It was almost impossible to get out of the trunk, but he managed to do it, somehow.
He grabbed the knife off his desk and sunk to the ground. He looked at it, its metal shining in the moonlight from the small window in his room.
Then he remembered an incident from when he and Ford were kids.
“Stanley! Fordsie! Come out, don’t be shy. I don’t bite…”
No… no… nonononono!... Stan dropped the knife.
Stan and Ford lived in the city as a kid, so it was decently dangerous. One day when Ford and Stan were working on the Stan O’ War, a strange man came out of the shadows and scooped them up. He told them to be quiet or else he would stab one of them. Stan and Ford both knew they couldn’t live without each other, so they kept quiet.
He took them to an abandoned warehouse, which had guns, knives and other weaponry. The man tied them up so they couldn’t escape.
Stan somehow managed to grab a small knife out of a box behind him and cut the ropes to save him and Ford, but the guy went looking for them. Stan and Ford had hidden in a closet by the door, and when the man wasn’t looking, they escaped.
They both were scarred by that experience though.
“Stan? May I come in? I-I wanna talk to you about something… I-I mean someone….”
No…no…
He picked the knife up once again. He looked at it, and made a small incision on his arm. Then another. And another. And another. The pain felt good.
“Stanley? Please answer me…”
“...”
Stan just made more and more incisions as the blood bled on to the floor to the sides next to him.
“Stan.”
“no…” Stan whispered in a hoarse voice.
“Stan, you haven’t locked the door so I'm coming in.”
As Ford opened the door, he stood in shock as he saw what his brother had done to himself.
“...S-Stanley?”
we're the best, glammest sailor pirates ever
I LOVE PLAYING DRESS TO IMPRESS WITH @calciumisgood ITS GENUINELY SO FUN
bones is stan, the theme was sailors vs pirates :3
ooo lookie here!! funny ha ha sea grunk stan doodle :]
TW: Blood!
This is fanart for the fic "Everything..." by the lovely @maridrawss !! (and a small snippet of the fic "Goodbye Stranger" by @verysorrytobother!)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/64668598
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28660602
even MORE stan twin headcanons so we all know from the charity stream that ford is very oblivious to people flirting with him. haha! very funny! very silly! so when he goes out to bars with stan he usually doesnt understand when people are flirting with him (and if they're stupidly obvious with it, then he turns them down because hes married to mcgucket and YOU CANT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME-) and stan flirts with people in bars a lot. you know. as he does. whenever someone comes up to flirt with him or whatever, ford will look away and pretend not to listen.. and then turn back around when he realizes that stan is just as, if not, more dense and clueless than he is. and he doesn't even realize he's being flirted with?? he's just?? casually talking to this person who's clearly interested????? like it's taking him forever to realize?? when he does realize, though, he immediately starts flirting back and ford turns back around again. whether it's just an internal doubt where he doesn't think anybody would be interested in him, and just takes it as them being nice, or he's just really that clueless, ford doesn't really know. but he's started to put on a stopwatch to see just how long it would take for him to flirt back. the longest it's taken so far is 15 minutes and 34 seconds.
guys im gonna write a sea grunks thing. like an actually oneshot little baby writing thing. i havent written in like a year but you know what we say? fuck it we baaallllllll
stan (on the stan o' war II at some point): hey ford. ford: yes, stanley? stan:you got yourself a boyfriend or anything yet? ford: ford:did. did you mean girlfriend? stan: sixer. did it sound like i said girlfriend? ford:...i mean- stan:you had a FRAMED PHOTO of nikola tesla on your desk in your secret little study area. i dont want to hear it. ford:...okay, fair enough. and uh... no, i have not yet found a romantic partne- stan:haha no bitches. or bastards. ford: >:( stan: :)
thinking of sea grunks again theyre both pathological liars (thanks caryn) so whenever they start talking to other people in the places they go the lying just ricochets between the two of them and by the end theyve both created a completely fabricated story about where they're from, where they're going, who they are, and literally everything. and its never the same story. afterwards they're just like "....what even was that??" and go on like nothing happened.
"oh i love sea grunks because they both work out all of their problems together and have clear communication!" WRONG. i love sea grunks because you know that both of them are getting thrown overboard multiple times a week because stan stole fords glasses, then ford made jokes about stans fanfiction, then stan shot back about fords fanfiction, then ford stole stans glasses in retaliation. and in the process of trying to tackle ford, stan throws them both overboard and afterwards they sit on the deck facing opposite directions, pouting, while looking like sad wet cats.
then they get over it, the exact same thing happens 2 days later and the cycle repeats.
(since this post is inexplicably blowing up again i’m gonna shamelessly plug my art. please look at my art.)
ok i just had a thought remember how in the journal (that i now have by the way im so excited and happy to have it oh my GO) ford said he had a picture of nikola tesla yeah what if he had that during his sea grunk era stan: [looking at a picture of the twins] man i cant wait for summer to see them again. what great kids. i wonder what they're doing right no- ford: [looking at a picture of nikola tesla, a few feet away from stan] siigh. tesla. such a great man. i could only dream of being as smart as him. i swear ill catch that anomaly for you tesla. i shall avenge your memory stan: shut the fuck up ford nobody cares
Drew something for Stan and Fords birthday lol
Uh, so story behind this..Stan and Ford were exploring a cave until they found a portal under the sand. Ford, while examining, tripped and fell in while stan tried to catch him, but he fell into it as well, ending up in equestria. Now they are arguing about why they are ponies and how they are gonna get back. (Pony designs by my friend)
Stan: How are you already usin magic?!
Ford: I may have stumbled here during my time in the portal..
