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Stan’s next shout feels more like a scream, desperate and frightened and tearing his throat on the way out: “Ford, please! Come on! Stanford, you can’t do this to me, not again—Stanford!”
Something slams into him, and he hits the deck hard. His first instinct is, naturally, to punch—but he doesn’t get that far. As soon as he tries to scramble back to his feet, a knee wedges itself into his back and two hands seize tightly on his shoulders and press him down. A low, dangerous growl reverberates around him, and he freezes. Shit. Shit.
...are there werewolves this far out on the ocean?
But when he cranes to see over his shoulder, he does not see a werewolf. Instead, he sees—
“Ford?!”
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30 Apr 2026
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不可否认的是，Ford和Stan都有一段相当操蛋的人生，以及遗留的伤害，但他们对对方的爱会慢慢抚平痛苦，时间还长。
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when stan comes down with a nasty sickness, ford realizes just how much his brother does to keep their boat afloat--and just how much he doesn't discuss as he regains his memories.
a sick-fic, a nightmare/flashback fic, and a character study all rolled into one.
trigger warnings for flashbacks, derealization, implied violence/assualt, mental hospitals, vomiting, and the whole kitten-caboodle of stan's past trauma. please read the tags carefully before engaging.
title from 'el condor pasa (if i could)' by simon and garfunkel
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- Part 1 of sea sickfics
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Ford couldn't accept the reality of death. He studied anomalies for a living, so why would he? Fiddleford didn't have to understand. He would get his brother back.
Alive.Frankenstein/Gravity Falls one-shot that I may write more for.
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Stan breaks a mug and Ford is left to pick up the pieces.
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Ford could imagine how it felt, the satisfaction of a well-earned, conquered prey; the mouthwatering smell of a freshly roasted, meaty, juicy bird. It was a particularly plump chicken, at that; the biggest they had, as Ford had heard the woman asking. A fat one.
Ford yearns for chicken like a dog would. Stan, the chicken in question, is oblivious.