Do you think Ford knew how old he was when he came back? Because I don't think so.
He's been all around the multiverse, in places that definitely didn't follow the laws of physics of his home dimension. Time works differently depending on the place he lands on, and he never gets used to any of them because he knows he'll have to leave sooner or later.
So time passes. He can feel himself age, of course, but he doesn't know how long it's been since he fell through the portal. When he looks at himself in the mirror, he can see wrinkles paired with new scars, and his hair is getting grayer, but that could simply be a sign of stress. And sure, his body hurts when he wakes up, but he's constantly on the move and sleeping anywhere he can, obviously he's not going to be in the best shape! All things considered, he's a pretty fit man for any age, and whatever years he's been alive for is not his priority right now.
When he comes back home, after his first encounter with Stan, he finally gets a moment to think about his new and old family. His brother looks older, obviously, and certainly different from what he imagined (not that he thought about him often, of course not). His hair is whiter than his own, and he has even more wrinkles than him! Just how badly was he taking care of himself in the... how many years... wait, did he say 30?!
I don't think Ford was necessarily thinking of a higher or lower number. I don't think he expected anything more or less: the way he sees it, it could've been anywhere from 10 to 1000 years. Time was meaningless between dimensions. I think that the sole reminder that time still passed was what got to him.
That shock came full force after Weirdmageddon, when he realized that Stan was his same age, despite the differences in their physiques. It was the fact that they were both around 60 years old, and they had been apart for 40 years. Two whole thirds of their lives. They were supposed to grow old together, maybe not in the same house (or boat), but close to each other. That, paired with how old and worn down Stan looks, Ford can't help but feel like he's now years younger than him, and he hates thinking about it because with the way Stan had been living for the last 40 years, just how much longer- no, stop, don't think about it.
Ford's paranoia turns into hypochondria, but towards his brother. This translates as Ford desperately trying to cut Stan's bad habits (such as alcohol and smoking), making sure he eats well (Ford can't cook for shit) and semi-forcing him to do some exercise. Stan is not on board with these measures, and he lets his brother know just that because he's being bossy and annoying and he would like to enjoy his amnesia in peace please. Ford is as stubborn as a mule, but eventually he gives up and just begs Stan to please consider some of his suggestions because he wants him to be better. Stan still refuses, but every once in a while Ford catches him doing some exercise by himself or ordering a non alcoholic drink, and it makes him happy.
When they return to Gravity Falls, the twins look the most identical they've looked since they were like 10: Stan's eyes have a shine that Soos had never seen before, and his new and improved posture makes him look taller, like the weight of the world had been lifted off of him. Ford, on the other hand, has a fuller face and body, his expression is now softer and somewhat kinder, and he walks much more carelessly, like he's strolling instead of marching.
Ford doesn't care how old he is anymore, because now he's growing old next to his brother.
It is staring at you.
This is what I say to that.
Being obsessed with your own ocs is so so good for you i seriously can't recommend it enough
And so, the moment I’ve all been waiting for! I’ve finished coloring this comic, and I am going to post it right now.
the fuck you mean the pope just died right after the tumblr sexyman contest 2025 edition
how does this keep happening
List of Youtube Documentaries and Video Essays on Tumblr Lore, for anyone wanting to learn or re-live it:
Meta
The Story of Dash Con
Tumblr Etiquette Manual
The Tumblr Calendar Explained
Tumblr Gimmick Blog Iceberg
Tumblr Live Explained
The Bizarre Story of Cole Sprouse's Tumblr Experiment
Cursed Tumblr History (heritage posts)
Aesthetics of the Tumblr Past
Life and Story of the Tumblr's CEO
The Story of JustGirlyThings
The Evolution of the Tumblr Girl
Evolution of the Hipster Trend
Fandoms
Sherlock: The Story of TJLC (The JohnLock Conspiracy)
The Supernatural Finale (Destiel Becomes Canon-ish)
Destiel Is Canon
Harry Potter: The Story of Snape Wives
The Onceler Fandom
Hamilton: The Insane Scandal of Hivliving
The Tumblr SexyMan Iceberg
The Lies of Tumblr
Alexandria's Genesis: The Internet's Fakest "Disease"
Hey Peebrain, You Teleport? Tumblr's Dark Mystery
Oppa Homeless Style
Tumblr's Infamous Fake Stories
Tumblr Fake Stories Part 2
Fake Tumblr Posts
That Time Tumblr Invented A New Greek Goddess
The Unreality Blogs
Clown Husbandry
Goncharov (1973)
Drama&Cores
The Tumblr Controvery Iceberg
Color Theory
The Rise And Fall Of 'Common White Girl'
Sonic for Real Justice (strange aeons)
The Bizarre Tumblr Saga of Sonic For Real Justice (izzzyzzz)
This Tumblr Blogger had a Child Slave
Iceberg of Infamous Tumblr Blogs
Tumblr Adds
Heterosexual Pride on Tumblr
Rabies Pride
Goblin Core
The Tumblr Needle Cookie Story
Scams:
The Story of 'All or Nothing'
The "Woke" Tumblr RPG that Scammed Thousands of Dollars
Tumblr's 80,000 dollar animation scam (Miss Officer and Mr Truffels)
One of my grandfathers died of AIDS complications before I was born.
There, that’s my pound of flesh. You have to present those before anyone listens to you on this fucking website.
I didn’t delete my tumblr because oh no I’m the Hamilton cannibal mermaid freak. I have been that for years. And, for what it’s worth, I never interacted with Israa as Israa. She tried to interact with me, once, two years ago, about the intentionally dumb garbage I wrote in my spare time. I ignored her because I didn’t know who she was and I didn’t care.
Nah, I deleted my tumblr because you freaks kept sending me death threats and I couldn’t exactly deal with that after being awake for four days and trying to manage the emotional fallout of this monster.
Don’t send people death threats, you fucking loons.
This was not about fandom, because I do not orient my world around fandom. This was about my grandfather, and not just him, and not just the other people I have known who have had their lives irrevocably altered by HIV, and not just the fact that she stole money. This was about basic common decency. It’s not about me. I’m not going to pretend I’m an angel or anything but I have never done anything like this.
But this is not about me.
The person behind hivliving, Alix McLiar:
1. Lives in a $500,000 waterfront house in a wealthy suburb in the US with her married and very wealthy parents, both of whom have terminal degrees in the sciences
2. Goes to a prestigious private out-of-state university on a merit scholarship worth approximately $250,000 over four years. Or maybe not. Maybe she got kicked out. Still not sure. Her school has been contacted multiple times by multiple people, and the chief of police of her university told me that she would be punished appropriately. I believe, at least, that she’s no longer involved in the school’s anti-racism groups as an administrator, and I know that her advisor knows, and that the head of the diversity office knows, and that her friends all know and have completely stopped talking to her. Rephrase: she went to a prestigious university while this was going on, majoring in a healthcare-related field.
3. Went to one of the best high schools in the United States
4. Started racefaking on the internet early in her senior year of high school, possibly earlier - she was 17 at the time and is 19 now
5. Vacations internationally with some frequency
6. Is white and cisgender and REALLY FUCKING RICH, meaning she definitely used the money she got as “Israa” for drugs or something
7. Is probably going to do this again
She used the following identities:
1. Israa, Liar Prime - bigender bisexual Chinese-Pakistani 19-year-old, from the China-Pakistan border (once or twice specified as westernmost Xinjiang), HIV+ after being trafficked into sexual slavery by her parents as a young teenager, Muslimah, hijabi, once had her eye popped out of its socket after someone found out her HIV status, once raped and robbed by police at gunpoint, pregnant, miscarried, married, living in India with her wife - blueskysapphic/hivliving/angischuyler
2. Muk(h)ta (she spelled it different ways) - Somali, Catholic, raised in America by her American father who was implied a few times to be a diplomat of some sort, 18, trans woman, lesbian, married to Israa, trafficking victim, not HIV+ - thewarsnotdone
3. Naj, American lesbian POC (never specified other than that), congenitally HIV+, fairly active in ace discourse -allolesbean/hivliving
A bonus identity discovered while investigating:
4. Alix, Lebanese Jewish lesbian, self-identified as an Arab, from Lebanon, living in the states for college - lesbianeclipse
(the Jewish community in Lebanon numbers about forty, by the by. She’s fond of doing this)
Israa lied a fuckton but she didn’t just pop out of the blue. She had put together the biracial trafficking victim persona before she started posting her fic. She had convinced other people of this persona before she started writing fanfiction - named the wife, picked out Chinese and “Muslim” names (yes she called Israa her Muslim name), found a beta for her fic, made up a backstory.
And it wasn’t just hivliving that she was involved in. Israa and friends’ modus operandi in fandom was to declare someone a pedophile over fanfiction, sic followers on them, threaten to dox them, force them to divulge (often sexual) traumas, and then use those traumas to harass them into self-harm. She did this multiple times, mainly to young gay teenagers and young trans men and young impoverished women. Some of those people did self-harm. And she knew it. And she kept on bullying, and told anyone who said “Stop it” that how DARE they, she is HIV+, she can do this.
And, given that Israa and her crew placed so much emphasis on IP address hits to Tumblrs as “stalking,” it is absolutely impossible that none of them - including the one who followed her on her “Lebanese Jewish” tumblr and Facebook-linked twitter - did not know. This was a squad of teenagers dedicated to threatening and sexually harassing rape victims over fanfiction, with their core defense being ‘Israa has been much more traumatized than you, by people like you, and she’s protecting other people by hurting you.’
Yeah, no. Weirdly enough, most trauma victims don’t go out of their way to tell victims of child sexual abuse that they should kill themselves.
Israa used the social capital and following she gained being a moral arbiter and Teller Of Wise Truths About HIV in fandom (she and her crew also picked on an HIV+ member of the Hamilton cast on Twitter such that I believe he blocked them, by the fucking way) to start hivliving.
The person behind Israa is not Muslim. Or Jewish. Or HIV+. Or Somali. Or biracial. She was not trafficked to another country by her parents. She grew up wealthy. It was incredibly obvious she was not who she claimed she was. A basic knowledge of geopolitics would have nipped this shit in the bud literally years ago, because nothing Israa said made any sense. This should have been caught day of. Other people knew and let it ride because it’s fun to cloak your repulsive behavior in the language of social justice to get away with it. Other people should have figured it out.
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So... how's outpatient therapy at the mystery shack going?? :')