How Much Wood Would A Woodchuck Chuck If A Woodchuck Could Chuck Wood?

Congrats Stanley, real proud of you pookie!! 🎉🎉

Doodles for a fic I wrote lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63923236/chapters/163952959

Cat stan if he was a little more pathetic and lost a few limbs

(Heavily inspired by my kitty Momo. She is a wonderful model)

From this fic

Here's some sketches from my latest fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64049332?view_adult=true

Also, the cross-dressing Stan design belongs to @scurvyboy with that build a bear sketch, it was just so perfect, no notes, I can't beat perfection

“sorry i can’t come out, i have plans”

the plans:

Do we ever talk about how Stanley aged? And I don't mean in a "haha younger twin look older" kinda way, but just how much he ran himself into the ground?

Imagine what Ford was thinking once he got a good look at Stanley. Without the judgement or bitterness, without the haze. REALLY looked at him. His sunken eyes, his thinning and greying hair, the layer of chub that has accumulated on his torso and arms. The amount of scars and marks he had earned.

The realization of just how much Stanley neglected himself in favor of him. Neglected himself in favor of the kids, of the business, of everything.

Maybe even the realization of how HE would have looked, if Stanley didn't swoop in all those years ago. How HE would look if he had to fight sleep at night and work his ass off during the day like he planned. The realization that Stanley took all that burden, and he'd do it again for him in a heartbeat.

That man is the most insecure, and yet stubborn asshole out there. Mr. "I can't do this because I'm stupid" and then just-

Making shit work just cause he NEEDS it to. Kinda reminds me of the character Domino in a way. Thinks they're just extremely lucky, but they're actually a mutant that alters probably and takes OTHER people's luck. I feel like Stanley knows that luck comes and cycles, and he tries to lean into that notion without thinking.

I've been following @aroace-get-out-of-my-face safety alarm au, and I have a few thoughts for Stan lol.

They said magic is about intent, and therefore he isn't very good at it because of his confidence, right? What if he uses the exact same spell over and over, for the WRONG reasons, just because it's easy and it pisses his brother off.

Like that one post with the fix it spell? Using the wrong spell to get the right outcome? Just pointing at a wound and yelling "FIX IT" at the top of his lungs instead of learning a healing spell. And it urks the FUCK out of Ford.

"please Stanley, I could teach you a few healing spells if you could just-"

"FIX IT!!" *Currently pointing at a broken bone and it somehow setting it back into place with a sickening crack.*