Stargleam:*she Heard Him* Hah You Sound Like My Dad!

Uh, I have pone Ford. It's also a pony design I used that my friend heckityfreck made. I just added a bit of things to him.

I got bored and drew a drawing of lycanroc! Ford.

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Here's my entry for forduary week 4! Switching identities! Here is ford and stan wearing eachothers clothing! Also this my first time designing stan. He's a dusk form lycanroc.

A drawing I did of my pokemon au but this time their actual pokemon.

Stargleam:*she seems surprised but nodded* That would be nice! I'll love to go with you! Are you sure people won't freak out? I am a talking colorful horse, After all..

*she says, kinda worried*

*a young bat pony flies towards him* oh my gosh!! Are you a human? I've only seen humans in myths! Do you guys really have hands? I gotta write this down!!

*she says asking too many questions excitingly*

There isn't much that surprises Ford, but the sudden appearance of a talking pony certainly made the older man raise his eyebrows. He had seen creatures like this before, but it wasn't in reality, rather one of Mabel's favorite cartoons.

"Oh! Well, yes! I do in fact have hands!" He can't help but chuckle, and raises his hands to illustrate the point.

Uri:*she sighs in relief* Thank god..ever since I turned into a flareon, it's been havoc!running from people, not being able to fully control your power. Can you imagine living in a world with only pokemon? It's fun, but the place is always under attack! Why do you think I travel dimensions? Speaking of traveling..

*she checks her star bag around her body and pulls out a device. It's low on fuel..she realizes she ran out of it and sighs*

Well, I'm stuck here for now..great I don't want people seeing me because they will attempt to keep me or worse.

*she says worried*

*a flareon pops out of nowhere*

Uri: Wow, a universe where stan and Ford aren't baby boomers? Dang, you are one of the lucky ones! Believe me, I met many Stan and Fords! Anyways, how's life going for yall?

*Stan and Ford stood frozen, staring at the bright colorful creature in front of them. Its voice— clear, articulate, and entirely unexpected— hung in the air like an impossible riddle. Each twin reacted in their own way, though both were clearly struggling to process what was happening.*

"Woah… you can talk?"

*Stan took a step back, his hand reflexively moving to rub the back of his neck. His brows shot up, and his tone was a mix of shock and awe. He blinked a few times, half-expecting the Flareon to vanish into thin air. It didn’t.*

"Who are you? Actually, what are you?"

*Ford stepped closer, his curiosity outweighing his surprise. He adjusted his glasses, squinting slightly as if trying to make sense of the scene before him. His tone was calm, analytical, the excitement of encountering something new bubbling just under the surface.*

*Stan glanced at his brother, noticing that Ford was already falling into scientist mode, completely ignoring the initial question. Realizing he’d have to handle the social side of things, Stan sighed and turned back to the Flareon.*

"Well, uh… we’re doin’ just peachy. For the most part anyway."

*Stan’s tone was casual but still tinged with disbelief, his attempt at politeness barely masking the fact that he was still reeling. He gave the Flareon a slight, awkward nod, as if that would somehow make the situation feel more normal.*

Stargleam: mm..maybe I will..i do miss her..i just hope when i meet her i don't freak out again! don't want another incident to happen.. *she stays quiet and than quickly changes the subject..* I was thinking ford..you've seen nice and maybe you would like to be friends? Its okay if you don't want to though-

*she says kinda embarrassed for asking*

*a young bat pony flies towards him* oh my gosh!! Are you a human? I've only seen humans in myths! Do you guys really have hands? I gotta write this down!!

*she says asking too many questions excitingly*

There isn't much that surprises Ford, but the sudden appearance of a talking pony certainly made the older man raise his eyebrows. He had seen creatures like this before, but it wasn't in reality, rather one of Mabel's favorite cartoons.

"Oh! Well, yes! I do in fact have hands!" He can't help but chuckle, and raises his hands to illustrate the point.

Lmao poor Ford! He's fighting his demons rn (aka his child brain). Keep going, btw your art fuels me with joy!! ^^

minified!ford fights his demons (his child brain)

i giggled pretty much the entire time i was making this

there isnt enough room in his little body to fit all of the melodrama of his adult self so he really has to lean into shit sometimes

meme for a fic im working on pspspsps