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It became a nightly habit. A part of the routine, if you will.
Every night, the twins would go to bed together, in their respective bunks. Every night, Ford would take off his glasses and tuck them away safely. He'd pull his blankets over himself.
He’d look at the ceiling, and he'd ask Stanley a question.
“Is it safe to sleep?”
And Stanley would always respond.
“Yes.”
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23 Dec 2025
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Mabel experiences derealization :) just a little oneshot i wrote, warning for, well, derealization. (I think that's the right one).
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“What do my six fingers have to do with the scars on your hands?” Ford asks, and then kicks himself for interrupting.
Stan shoots him a sideways grin. It's a tired thing, meant to prop the mood up, but Ford is still confused, so it doesn't land. “Well Six, I don't have six fingers, so I had to make an excuse to why Stanford didn't have his anymore.”
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(Or, Sea Grunks Hurt/Comfort)Bookmarked by toadeatsrustynails
22 Nov 2025
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woaw..... my old men.
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Butters’ best buddy, Kenny, wont admit he’s sick, and he just keeps getting worse, until he can’t pretend anymore.
And then he’s fine.Bookmarked by toadeatsrustynails
04 Nov 2025
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Can't believe I don't have this bookmarked already? Anyways, amazing fic. Go read.
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I couldn't sleep again. This seemed to be a reoccurring problem..
-Written from an adolescent POV, all relationships are platonic :D-
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29 Oct 2025
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Will read again :D