Gravity Falls Stanford - Tumblr Posts - Page 2

mizumonooo

i can't stop drawing them

he gave you a rare gift ford

when i'm being mean to my brother but my evil triangle ex joins in

Guys he isn't taking the divorce well

Another stupid doodle because I couldn't help myself. I love these two sad old men too much

KEEPER

P2

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n decided she wouldn't be getting close to the twin. But I find it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, sorta 18+ MDNI Swearing. Pervy Ford(lmk if i missed any) not proof read as i no no wanna

You only ever have a few days off. This day was slow and calm as you sat in the shop with the Pines family. You were reading a book when the door slammed open. Ford stood in the doorway with an octopus looking creature around his arm

"Why bring it in here?" You get up as the kids do as well. Ford punches it, and it escapes scurrying around the floor.

"KILL IT KILL IT!!" Stan stands screams, hitting it with his newspaper. Ford runs through jumping across tables. The kids run over in excitement. You watch as hr corners yhe creature. Stunning it and capturing it.

Dipper runs up to him excited and asks if he could help. Ford happily turns him down, yelling him to call for dinner

"Have Y/n help!" Mable exclaims happily, pushing you towards the man.

"What, why me? I dont want to work with this grump. " You cross your arms, the child still trying to push you in. You look down as she smiles up at you.

"Hmm...that wouldnt be too bad, i heard from Stan that you are quite smart. It would be nice having a helping hand who might be able to handle everything. " Ford puts his hand to his chin, thinking on the proposition

"W-what? She doesn't even want to help cmon Please, i already know what the creature is!"

"It's far too dangerous for you, Dipper..y/n i know you dont like me, but what do you say?" Ford smiles excited at the thought of working with you.

Looking to stan you see him give a small nod. He stands up, walking towards you. Leaning in to wisper in your ear

"Dont get too close, okay kid..he's dangerous." You smile and pat his shoulder. You look at Ford and frown.

"Ok, fine, I'll help... but really, you BETTER call me for dinner, okay dip! Stan said he's going to make us a special dinner for Fords return..."

"Haha, Stanley Cooks?"

"Uh duh? He's a great cook. Well, when he does make food, he's great. " You laugh as you both go back into the basement. You close the door behind you, the smell of that creature filling the air

"Gosh, you couldn't have done a better job keeping that contained?" You plug your nose disgusted

"Why do you like it?" Ford chuckles at his own low joke. You make a gaging noise as you both reach the bottom of the stairs. Ford putting it away.

"So Stan told you about me, huh?" You sigh as you lean against a table

"Hmm? Oh yes, he seems very protective over you"

"Yeah. He's great. " You smile at yourself. Appreciating everything Stans done for you

You look around the small controll room. Not really knowing what you should do at all.

"...soo what got you into the paranormal and weird..." Ford tries making awkward conversation. Something you weren't here for.

"That's none of your concern." You continue to stare at the wall. Again, I do not know why you agreed to go here.

" What do you need my help with?" You sigh, sitting up again.

Ford looks around, looking for something for you to do. Then he stops.

"Well, i know you're smart, but i don't know how smart or what you can do..." he smirks and watches as you roll your eyes.

"You know that moving sas-quach?"

"Yeah"

"I made it. At first, it was just a costume with some fluff. But i made the code and the structure to make the animotronic. I also made the warmer and the vibrations in Stans favorite chair. I've made a lot of the improvements here. i do love puzzles and decoding things.." You talk more on your degree

"Improvements, huh..." Ford looks around the dusty old basement. Things broken and wires poking out

"So... could you fix those for me? While i work"

"I guess..." You sigh as you just dumped your whole college career, and he only focuses on how you fix things. Bending down to look for all the broken wires and technology, you dont see that Ford is staring at you. His eyes roam over your bent over the body. He feels his face heat up, so he turns away. Continuing to work.

After an hour of working, you sigh and lean back against one of the machines. Watching as the old man works. You sigh, hot from the work. You watch as Ford pushes his hair back. A frustrated look on his face as he continues to write. Standing up and walking towards the man, you lean forward, your chest touching his back. You feel him jump under you. A small laugh escapes your lips.

"You're doing that wrong.." You point to the top of the page "see thats supposed to be this number here.. gosh, you're supposed to be this smart guy, but mess up on something so simple"

"I-i never even noticed... and im still the Smart guy. One mistake doesn't disqualify me. " he fixes his mistake and smiles at the equation that now makes sense.

"You distracted or something, or are you just getting old?"

Ford scoffs. You stand up straight again, beginning to walk away. He turns to look at you. Annoyed at your attitude

"Why- Gosh, why can't we just get along?" He looks up at you

"You know why" You begin yo walk away. Not wanting to talk.

"No, i really dont. I've explained my whole backstory to you, and stan did as well, yet im the bad guy?"

"Yes, you are"

"You know wha-"

"What?"

"Gah! You're such a brat you think you know the whole story, but you dont. You dont know me!" Ford stands up, walking towards you angerly.

"I don't have to know you to know that Stan would cry at the thought of you. The fact that it eats him that he caused you to fly into that protal and it ate him every day after! Do you think i didn't know the whole story before you came along Stanford? All that changed was the names for me. " You push the man," he stumbles back.

" And you trusted that ass hole Bill?! Let him use you. Gosh, men really are something he was always out to get you. You refused to explain to stan got kicked into a multi dimensional portal, and when He brings you back, you punch him!" You push him more a bit harder.

Ford stumbles back more, having enough he grabs onto you and turns you around, pinning your arms behind your back like he did to stan

" He ruined my life, okay? MY life, he ruined my project. Costed me my whole life, you wouldn't know because you got into that damn school!" Ford shakes you slightly, not realizing his violence or the position he put you in.

" You still got everything you wanted, no? You still got all your PHDs and to study in this stupid town!" You struggle beneath him, trying to have him let go. You accidentally grind against him without thinking or realizing it. Ford lets you go, stumbling back to lean on another machine. You turn around, getting ready to punch the man when he catches your fist, his face getting darker shades of red by the second

"I'm...im sorry..."he tries to think of anything to change subject."You're right. i-i got everything i ever dreamed... i couldn't even let you correct my work"

Your arm goes limp. You drop your hand and watch as Ford coveres his face

"I'm sorry for well, putting you in that position... for everything. " Ford drops his head, his face still hiden. His attempt to hide his red face, praying you don't look down.

You sigh, turning around. You shake your head, not knowing what to say. You turn back to see Ford, his face still covered. Your eyes move down, his red sweater covered him. Your eyes moved lower. Your body is still turned around, and you see his pants, a small tent was forming. You look away quickly, your own face red

" Stanford, i-...Hahahaaa listen, it's okay, i can't promise we will be besties after all this, but i definitely feel better about ya." You remember the position you were in. It was fine when you were angry he just apprehended you, but now you're thinking about how it would be if it wasn't angry... you laugh hysterically.

"Really..? Just like that. "

"Yup! But you should apologize to stan" you try changing the subject.

"Absolutely not.."

"Ford!" You finally turn around seeing him finally

"No listen, I'll admit it to you, but not him okay, leave it at that kid," he uncoveres his face. Now recovered. He sighs in relief that you didn't see his problem.

" Kid? Im not a kid. You're just old. " You poke his chest. Turning to look at his work table

" You litt-" Before he could finish, Dipper fell through the ceiling. Knocking over the octopus looking creature.

You look as the kid crawls by the creature and to his book

"Dipper, stop!"

" Great, Uncle Ford!"

"Did you just fall through the cieling..." You look up at the hole

"What did i say about coming down here"

"My work is far too dangerous for a single living soul to spend even one second-"

"Am i dead now or..." You sigh being ignored still. You see how stern Ford got. You feel slight attraction to him.

"Wait, is that a 38-sided die from dungeons dungeons and more dungeons?!"

"Yeah! Y-you know that game?!"

" with pen and paper shield and sword... " Ford starts

"Our quest shall be our sweet reward!" The two shout in unison. They laugh softly together. You laugh at their repeat of the quote, finding it cute. You think back at the potition you were in before. You felt your face blush.

"This is my favorite game in the whole multi-verse. I can't believe they still make it"

"They do, and I've been looking all day for someone to play with me"

You watch the Two talk as the octopus slowly slithers away. You rise a leg in disgust as you avoid its path. You see Ford bend down. Holding the book excitedly. The creature jumps onto his face, and Ford pulls it off, still happy as ever.

"Y/n, do you want to play with us!" Dipper turns to you. His excited face warms your heart

"I haven't played since college... so i might be rusty, but sure, I'll play"

"Awesome!!" Dipper runs upstairs.

Ford turns around to look at you. A confused look on his face

"You play Dd&Md?"

"Yeah, duh, it's been a while, but i liked it. I just got busy. " You toy with your hair looking away

"I know how that is, i used to have a campaign of my own in college," Father puts away the octopus, placing it on top of a shelf.

"Ya know, Ford, it was kinda hot seeing you all stern." You laugh as you start walking upstairs. Ford is left a stuttering mess, trying to compose himself before he walks upstairs.

You go to your room to grab your old things. A small box contains a small bag with your die. The rest of the items is a small journal with your notes on your character. You head downstairs telling Stan about the game you three are about to play. He gets a bit angry. You go to the basement and see Dipper and Ford already sitting down. As the game starts, Ford gets into character, fluttering his eyelashes, and the dipper gets the first roll, as you both tell Ford about the change in art styles during the 90s.

"Great-uncle Ford, I've been meaning to ask you: where were you before you came out of that machine, and what have you been doing down here? Are you working on something behind that curtain?" Dipper points to the curtain behind Ford.

"Dipper, it's best if you and the family stay away from that subject. Honestly, I'm not sure any of you could handle the real answer." Ford says, setting up straight.

"But, but I can handle it"

"Dipper, just respect it, okay? i dont know either. " You pat the boys back.

"Ah-ah! But I can show you a little something I brought back with me, an infinity-sided die"

"Woah... that's so cool. And... impossible!" Dipper gets excited again.

"What even..." You lean back against the machines

You both listen to Fords explanation. A worry washes over your face. As Ford plays like nothing was talked about. Hours later, the session ends. Mable gets you for dinner, and you all head up. Finding stan cooking.

"How was the nerd game, ya nerds hahaha"

"It was fine, grunkle stan." dipper sits down

"No, really, it was. You would never play with me, so im glad Ford and Dipper invited me"

"Ya know, im starting to remember you asking me to play with you some years ago..." stan pushes you out of the kitchen, getting plates for you and the kids

"Thank you stan"

"Anything for you, chump." stan sits down, patting mable and dipper on the head as he passes you.

Ford inspects the food and takes a bite. I was surprised at how good it tastes.

Stan watches him eat the food. Pleased by the reaction.

"So how was working in the basement with my brother y/n"

"It was fine. He made me fix some of the old wiring. Some of the machines should be running better now, ford, " you say in-between bites

"Good, see chump, i told ya. Working here wouldn't ignore your talents!" Stan laughed. You just smiled and looked at your food.

"Ya know if you'd like, i could probably need more help. Im sure you have lots more to offer besides mechanical help. Why dont you work with me? still helping stan out, though."

"What, you can't steal, my girl!"

"Well, look at it this way. She's still staying here, and you said to yourself that working here would be a great opportunity. Well, now that opportunity is expanding, and she will get to show off her skills"

"But it's dangerous. Geez Ford, i told you to stay away"

"Listen, im all for taking cautions with the kids, but Y/n is grown and could actually be very helpful to me and my research." Ford places his hands on the table.

"I could help too! I've read all of your journals!" Dipper yaps about mable just laughs at his needyness

"Absolutely not." they both day in unison.

"Actually Stan i wouldn't mind so much. I still dont really like him, but i might get to do something with my degrees. " You finish up your good, watching as stan scratches the back of his head. You stand up and take everyones plates. Washing them when you see stan walk in with Ford.

"Let me help, kid," stan lends you, a hand putting away the dishes as you wash and rinse. He huffs and complains, like he didn't offer to help

"I'm no kid, Old Stan..." You smile scrubbing off any sauce.

"I know...its just, ive known you for a bit now and you've treated me so well, last thing i eant to do is have you get hurt from me not protecting you. Especially from him.." he looks behind him, seeing Ford look through all the spices.

"Yeah, i do appreciate you, but you aren't my dad, and that's okay!" You see the sadness when you say it. Regretting the words

"Stanley. You're my best friend! I'm glad you aren't my dad because you dont have to deal with the hard daughter responsibilities. Ya know, if i ever get married, it'll be SUPER expensive, and you dont want this bill. " You nudge him, making the old man laugh.

"Yeah, i guess that's true," Stan laughs.

"Sooo true. And! If you were my dad there would be awful expections, like Y/n why dont you go back to doing your original plan, y/n dont poke that gnome, y/n stop stealing snacks from the shop. Ya know?"

"You what!?" Stan looks over to you

"Haha, seeeee," you throw some bubbles at him. He sighs. Cleaning off his glasses.

"Do you want to work with him?"

"Yeah, why not? Maybe I'll learn more about you guys as kids?"

"Haha, i hope not, i know im not your dad, and it's hard not to make the connection after so long. But fine, we are best friends, and I'd never do anything to stop that. Now get ready for bed you've got work tomorrow!" You both finish up, you rushing upstairs to get ready for bed.

Stanley turns around, looking at his brother, who's toying with different items.

"Let's sleep, you nerd," stan pats his shoulder as he walks away.

You walk past the kids' room. Hearing them talk. Smiling as you go off to bed.

The next day you get up and gey ready. Seeing that your new boss is setting up DD&MD with dipper in the living room

"Hey y/n wanna play again?"

"What about work"

"This ... this is work?" Ford looks up at you

"Sure," you roll your eyes. Seeing Ford smile with excitement.

You run upstairs to grab your stuff, hurrying back down, and you start the campaign. Stan walking in annoyed at Ford, you see Mables disappointment about her movie. Stan walks over, trying to take pages off the Tv. Ford grabs his hand

"Move that and pay the price" ford tightens his grip

"Oh, what 50 magical dwaf dollars?" Stan snatches his arm, moving them around

"Dont mock our fantastical monetary system!"Ford yells, letting go of stan

"I'll mock all i want. it's my tv room"

"It's my house you- listen Stanley, did it ever accur to you that if you join us, you might actually have fun?" He holds up his dice bag.

Stan gets angry, throwing the dice bag on the floor. Opening the case for the infinity-sided die. Granting the characters to come to life. Ford tries to fight them off, but they grab you three and leave. It feels like the adventure took all day. Maybe it was because you were so small for so long.

Ford takes dipper to the basement to talk. You wait upstairs to be called on. After a couple minutes, you see dipper leave saying goodnight and going to his room. You head downstairs, seeing stan leaning against his desk.

"I didn't know you were going to work tonight"

"Work is work at any time." You laugh going towards Ford to look at his work. He blushes at your closness. Still embarrassed about the day before.

"Hey...so i have a question"

"What is it?"

"When Bill took over your body. Did others not know it, wasn't you?"

"No one really knew but my journal..."Ford laughs a bit

" He's gotten sloppy..." You press your finger to your chin.

"What do you mean"

"Well, when Dipper was possessed, i knew right away. Bill ran off, though, had to go on stage, and the kids wouldn't let me on. I was late, though, if only i had talked to Dipper sooner that day"

"Y-you could spot him?!"

"Well, duh, it's so obvious he's such a weirdo, i mean no offense, i read yall had a thing going on, but he was noooot it. Such a creep. " You squint your eyes,looking at the drawing of Bill.

"You read my journal?!" He covered his mouth quickly shutting his journal.

"Yeah, Dipper showed me..."

He takes the book and walks away towards his room. Shutting the door.

You run to the door, knocking on it

"Ford...what the hell we gatta work!"

"No work tonight im tired"

"What? No Ford!" You knock on the door again a bit harder. He opens the door. You accidentally knocked on his chest. You look up at him, his face is red, and his eyes dart anywhere but you.

"Ford, are you embarrassed of your lifes work"

He looks at you. Pushing you away from the door. He shuts the door, but you put your foot in the way before he can. A small ow escapes your lips as he opens the door again

"Y/n im so sorry!!" He watches as he holds your foot

"Why are you embarrassed..." you lean against the door frame, slowly putting your foot down.

"I-i dont know, but i am. Listen, im... im sorry for walking out, i dont know, " he rubs the back of his neck. You see the red on his face still. You lean against the door, putting your feet on the other side, locking him in his small room. That was just a small couch with some blankets.

"So, no work tonight?" You look over at Ford, who now moved, sit on hid bed. He leans back his arm, resting on the couch. You look away at the rest of the lab. All the glowing machines and the cloth cover the window. You focus on every detail.

Ford focuses on you. Taking in your form, your hair, the way you relax against the door. He knew he shouldn't feel the way he did about you. But it's been 30 years since he had any connection. 30 years of being by himself. He gets lost in his thoughts.

"Ford?...ford!" He snaps back, noticing you're gone. He turns to look around seeing you next to him.

"No... no work tonight. im tired.." Ford leans back again, closing his eyes, trying to block out the thoughts.

"Okay, Ford...and im sorry about calling you out on Bill. i know you did your best. That monster won't get to us anymore. " You get up to leave. He looks to you

"Goodnight...y/n"

"Goodnight Ford," you wave your hand and leave the basement.

KEEPER

Pt3

A/n soo im going to make a small change to reader from now on, Reader is going to be able to see the supernatural!! I got the idea to change the story from  frogbee_studios on Tiktok. I also just thought it would spice things up and make this a more long term story. Okok Buy gold byeeeee

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n, she decided she wouldn't be getting close to the twin. But I find it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, 18+ later on. Swearing. Pervy Ford(lmk if i missed any) not proofread as i no no wanna, blood/slight gore.

You wake up that morning bright and early. You sneak to the bathroom to get freshened up. Leaving the room with your clothes and hair still messed up from bed. In a tired haze, you walk down the hall to your room. Halfway through, you hear a small squeak of the floor. You quickly turn to look towards the sound. Only to see an awkward red-faced Ford trying to quietly step back down the stares. A small smile plants itself on your face. 

  "Hey, stanford. Did you need something?"

"I was..i was going to get uh..something"  he stammers rubbing the back of his neck. You see that hes staring at the floor

 You move to the side 

"Well, go on" 

He looks up at you, surprised, slowly going up the stairs and walking towards you. You watch the tall man walk by, him still avoiding eye contact. You raise an eyebrow watching him. 

 He stops by a walls board. Knocking on it to bring out the panel. He takes a small book put, putting it away in his pant pocket. His normal coat wasn't being worn. He turns back around to walk away 

"Whats that?" You step in the way, Ford accidentally bumping into you. You feel as his body stiffens as he takes a step back.

It's uh..another small journal. It's where i kept my random drawings away from my work. I knew it was still there. " he takes the book out his pocket. Opening up so you could see his random doodles and sketches.

  "Hmm, how cool." You lean in closer, seeing as he skims through pages. He looks down at you. Looking at your messy hair. The shirt falls off your shoulders. He looks past, seeing a little bit of your chest down your shirt. His face feels warmer as his eyes undress you. 

   "Even your doodles are beautiful.." You smile. I'm looking up at Ford. His face red looking at you. You look down at yourself, realizing the mess you are, quickly turning around and covering yourself up. You hear Ford chuckle 

  "Get dressed and meet me downstairs?" You look up at Ford. A small nod as you run into your room, shutting the door. You get excited at his ability to stay calm in front of you.Ford leans against the wall. Dragging his hands across his face. He starts walking down the stairs, his heart racing. He watches the kids flick a light on and off. No light is turning on.

   "Grunkle Ford!" Mable yells. She runs up to him 

"The light broke" she points up.  Ford pats her head going over the look at the light.  

  "Can you fix it? We can't find Grunkle Stan" ford agrees. Going into the basement to get working. 

  You go downstairs after a while. The embarrassment you felt made you wait longer. As you step downstairs, you see a tired Stan walk in and Ford standing on a chair to screw in a lightbulb. The kids cheer, calling him a hero. He steps down, looking at you. Giving you a smile. Stan hits him slightly as he walks to the next room. You walk towards Ford, patting his back. 

"Good job 'Hero'" You laugh with air quotes, heading towards the basement. 

"I'm just helping the kids," Ford laughs as well as following you. You hear that the mayor died but continue on. 

  You both start working. Hours passing by dipper stopped in at some point taking a tie, you didnt pay much attention as you focused on your work. Making blueprints for new inventions. Ford leans back, stretching his arms. He looks towards you. You sit up, grasping at your shoulders and neck in pain. Only to go back to the work. Ford sighs. Standing up and walking towards you. I'm leaning over behind you. Capturing you between him. You jump at the close contact. Your face red from under him.  You choose to ignore it and keep working. He watches you delighted at how efficient and fast your work is. The designs are clean but strong in support.  You feel Ford lean up. You relax your body when you feel his hands on your shoulders. 

  "What are you doing, Ford?" you ask, trying to turn to see him. 

"Helping my helper," he chuckles again. Starting to massage your shoulders. Your arms go limp as you lean your head back. Pressing it against him.  

 "Why are you doing this?" you ask. I'm trying not to groan.

"I see you diving deep into my bad habits. I only wish someone would have done this for me when i was stressed or overworking myself. I've noticed some things you do." He notices just how stressed you were. With bill and all the chaos along with working with him and Stan. 

"What things i do?"

"Stare off in one direction. On the street, i see you look over to the other side of the road only to smile at nothing.  What's up with that?"

"None of your buisness nerd" you lean back.

"I won't pry."

He let you relax. I'm looking down at you every so often. At some point, he looks down, and you're asleep. Head leaned back against his soft sweater. Ford stops. Only to pick you up,  he thinks about what to do, walking towards his makeshift bed and laying you down. He covers you with his coat, watching as you snuggle with a sleeve. He stands there for a minute. Watching you sleep. How beautiful you were. The way your hair falls across your face. He leans down, pushing the hair away. 

   As you dream you can only think of Ford. The man you once hated to sorta liked to now dreaming about. As much as the dream was cryptic and weird, you enjoyed seeing him.  Before you had slept, you imagined how his hands would feel other places. You quickly changed thoughts only to revert back to thinking about the morning. How he looked down at you. What was he staring at..you? Your body? You felt warm and safe, waking up after a bit to see Ford next to you. Leaning against the bottom of the couch sleeping himself. Papers and books surrounding him.  You knew Ford had some type of feelings towards you. At least basic attraction. The accidents you both would have where his face ended up as red as his sweater. Or when he'd cover himself in some way so you wouldn't see the tent in his pants. 

  You liked making him blush, but you knew he could do the same to you if he truly wanted. He'd stare and look, undressing you with his eyes. You sat up looking at the sleeping man moving his coat aside as you switched sides hoving above him.  You get the coat and place it softly on Ford. Getting up to move in front of him, you slowly take off his glasses, placing it down beside him. You move to get up again, your hand being grabbed, you look down seeing Ford awake. 

  "I'm sorry, i didn't want to wake you"

Ford looks down to see his coat covering him, looking back at you. 

"I-its fine," he turns his head away. Picking the glasses back up and wearing them. You step away, making sure not to step on anything. Ford stands up, stretching and walking to the lab. 

 "Hey, thanks for the massage. It knocked me out, i guess i just enjoyed it a lot. "  You push out a soft laugh. He rubs his neck. 

"You okay?" 

"I'm fine, just hot and tired," Ford sighs, moving the coat off of him and onto the bed.He pulls on his sweater collar. You lift your hand to him, helping him up.  

  "Guess you look a little hot.." You look around the man. He freezes at your words. 

"No, like, i mean warm, not hot. I'm not saying you aren't hot. But that's inappropriate for right now..." You freak out for a moment, finally being the one to go red. 

 You watch Ford tiredly chuckle. A light pink blush on his face. He extends his hand to your cheek, caressing it. 

"Inappropriate for right now?" Ford leans closer to you. Your faces inches from each other. Your face turns more and more red. You turn away, pushing the old man away softly.

"You dumb perv..." 

"It's that what you think i am y/n"

".... shut up, Stanford. Your brother would kill me if i actually let you make a move on me. "You roll your eyes, turning around. 

"Hmm, you think I've been making moves" Ford grabs you turning you to look at him

"I guess not, you haven't even asked me to dinner..."  You look down, not wanting to embarrass yourself even more. 

 "So let's go," Ford stares at you intensely 

"What no way," you shake your head. Still in between his arms 

"Why not?" he raises a brow. 

"Because you're an egocentric jerk, remember, because im not supposed to like you, or trust you..."

 Ford cocks his head to the side for a second a tisk sound escaping his lips. 

  "Fair enough, what if we go out to dinner forrrr science?" He drags into the word. There was almost a shine in his eyes at science. 

 "Haha, what?" 

Ford lets you go. Putting his hand on his chin

"Yeah, for science. I'd like to ask you a few questions. For science" 

"But stan-"

"Dont worry about my brother. They are all out and about remember "

"Fine but no dinner... Let's go to the towns museum?"

"We have that?"

"Well, it's more like our library with donated art pieces and items for the kids. We dont get many" 

"Okay, it's funny though you suggested i take you for dinner"

"Shut up, Ford.." You begin to walk upstairs. 

"I'm going to get cleaned up," Ford stares at you, walking away. I'm looking at all your features again. As he hears the door shut, he throws his arms up, flailing around like a happy kid. He stops to calm himself. I'm going to get ready himself. 

   Stan had said to keep away many times since he's gotten home. And it hasnt even been that long. Where are you special in some specific way? Maybe he was just as needy and had a thing for you.. no.. what was it.  Hed keeps diarys and other journals that would stay out of his main journals about all the people he'd meet in specifics. For you, he'd always make note of every time you look off somewhere or at something behind you. At first, he thought it was a bill, but he never saw the glowing flash of yellow eyes.  

He hurried to freshen up as well. He walked up the stairs seeing you walk down from the other stairs. 

"Stanford..." You look at the man as you grab your bag from a table. 

"Y/n, shall we?" 

You nod as you both head out. Walking to thr near by library. Ford watches you while you both walk. He sees your head turn across the street, a small smile on your lips

  "What are you smiling at"

"Just the beauty of this town" as you were smiling at road kill or a fallen tree. Hed see you stiffin' at road stops all the way to the library. You both walk in and go look for coffee  knowing there's a decent coffee maker somewhere.  You both find a book and sit down. 

"So...y/n what brings you here to Gravity Falls?"

" Hmm... the opportunities"

"Like"

"No, no,  I'm still having my wall up. You can have that... totally ugly dumb face, and I'll still have them, " you say, crossing your arms. Ford rolls his eyes at your stubbornness. 

"What about family huh. Where are they?"

"A few towns over... they, they wouldn't like me being here"

 Ford and you continue the conversation. Delving deeper into the paranormal talk. Talking about cryptids and ghouls when you both were young. Ford sees you turn your head following something.

"See...what is that?" 

"I dont know what you are talking about," you turn away. Ford leans forward to grab your chin, making you face him 

"Ford?!"

"Shh," as he shushes you, he turns your head. Looking into your eyes. 

"Where is this weird confidence coming from?" You swat his hand away as he leans back. You try hiding the blushing. 

" i just get confident around my work.. and you happen to work with me." He looked around the room as he spoke. Ford looks back at you, waiting for an answer. You roll your eyes and sigh

"Fine," you lean forward.

"I see dead people.." 

Ford almost spits out his coffee, not expecting what you said. You laugh a little at the reaction. 

"What? How explain what ritual or spell you use"

"No, no,  no spell, no rituals. I was just born this way. I see demons. Ghosts, ghouls, sometimes being from different dimentions..." You go on,  but that end note catches fords attention. He leans forward, grabbing your hand.

"You must let me experiment on you"

"What ford?- i knew  Stanley was right... i shouldn't have got to this point. "You whisper the last bit as you stand up and walk to where you took your book. Ford quickly follows

"What. What did i do?"

"Be an ass that's what you did"

Ford thinks for a second, leaning on a random table 

"Did i scare you off?" He asks.

"I dont see how." You raise an eyebrow 

"Interesting.." 

You only hear him as you hear a creaking sound. You look down some books to see a ghostly form. Its body bloodied and riped apart. You scratch your arm with a small smile..

Ford follows your eyes. Seeing nothing.

"New neck exercise?" Ford laughs.

"Uhh yeah, it's uh. Ya know all the leaning down. Uh, but i have a question for you"

"You never have any questions for me. You never answered mine till today. Quick thing. If you Ask. I ask how that? We make it even" you see Ford Smirk.

"Fine, what's your question.."

"How many college professors does it take to screw in a light bulb. Just kidding, dont answer that - my question is,  do you claim to have supernatural powers?"

"Define... supernatural" you fold your arms again, leaning on the shelves. Fords face lights up

"Ahh... now we are getting somewhere, " Ford stands up, walking over to you. 

"Are you connected to the supernatural?"

"Im not sure...it feels like it sometimes.." You look away.

"So does that mea-"

"That's it, Stanford. You're cut off"

He rolls his eyes. Stepping back into the table he was at before. 

"If there was a way to disconnect yourself to the spirit world, how would you do it?" You say, looking back to the hall.

Ford smiles, his face lighting up. 

"Why would you want to? You get to see what i want to see naturally"

"Because Ford. You're not the one who gets to look at Mr. I got murdered by some scissor welding idiot over there." You nudge to the hall. Ford sees you wave awkwardly. You both go back to talking and laughing somewhat normally. 

   You both get more coffee, continuing to work at the small library, looking at cool paintings and sculptures when your legs get restless. After a while, you both packed up your things and left. Going back home to a disappointed stan and the children trying to make him feel better. They tell you both about their day and how Stan was running for mayor. 

   You all have dinner. Ford is telling you to follow once you're done as he walks to the basement. You turn to see stans eyebrow raised. I'm looking for the kids who ran off to play and read a while ago. 

   "Whats up Stanley.." you sigh putting your fork down.

" You've been hanging out with Ford a lot."  Stanley looks at you. 

"Yes, i have. Work is work"

"Was today work? Going out to who knows where, " he points at you with the fork.

"We went to the library stan...had the talk.."

"See, the library is boring but the talk?! Y/n you're old enough to not need The Talk, " Stan leans forward. Watching as you choke on your food

"By the Gods Stanley not THAT talk im talking about thheeeee talk" you point to yourself as you drag out the words. Stan thinks for a second, then uncovers his mouth. 

"What? Why? Urg, he's just going to use you now!"

"Like you use me for my labor.."

"But i pay you," stan smiles, You nod your head, agreeing. 

"Trust me stan. I'll be safe. Nothing is worse than looking at dead people all day. " You stand up, taking both of your plates. I'm going to wash them. 

"Y/n..." stan walks up to you. Putting his hat down. 

"Y/n he Likes you..i can tell that nerds got no skill with women it seeps out of him like a-" you cover the Mans mouth. Your eyebrows furrowed.

  "No, he doesn't." stan moves your hand away

"Dont be nieve. Geez y/n, he's going to use you for what you see and toss you away. Just like Fiddleford, " stan watches you, turning away from you to get away. 

"You know how he is now, and THAT is because of my brother, i love my brother. Fuck i wasted 30 years trying to get him back but i care for you. And i never want to see you hurt or end up like Fidds.." stan picks his hat up walking away. You turn around looking to go back upstairs to your room or downstairs with Ford. You place your face in your hands. Brushing your hair back then walking towards the Vending machine putting in the code and going downstairs. As you walk down the stairs you think on what stan says. You cant like ford it would Crush Stanley. Ford cant like you it would Kill Stanley. You know this is wrong, but you dont want to stop. 

   "Oh y/n. I didn't think you would work." You see, as Ford hangs his coat up. 

 "Pretty cool, my brother would have been Mayor right, haha. I guess i would have...hes still using my name, " Ford laughs. You scratch the back of your neck. Not replying. Ford takes it as you're tired. As he goes to keep working at his desk. 

"I've got some work for you to check? See if it's compatible?" He hears you tusle around, going to sit down. You both work for hours. Taking breaks to talk about Dd&md in his room. Only to keep working in the room. His couch was large enough. Sometimes, you'd take breaks laying on one end and watching Ford work. 

Eventually, you both fall asleep, Ford laying in the middle, and you are on the L curve side. You wake up slightly. Seeing as he twitches in his sleep. You crawl to him.  Holding his head on your lap and hands. He quickly shoots up, adjusting his glasses. You jump back, almost being but by him.  

 "Hes back...y/n hes back we have to warn the others" 

   Ford sits up, telling you about his dream. You're surprised you didn't see anything, but once the sun comes up and you both hear rustling around the house. Ford runs upstairs calling a family meeting. Ford finally decides to question the kids on Bill. He knew Dipper had interactions with him but nothing more. Dipper goes on as they talk. Ford telling them about a way to Bill Proof the house. Mable runs off calling her girlfriends. Dipper follows you both into the basement. He shows you his secret study. He begins to bill proof of Dippers' mind.  Ford hesitantly shows you the rift, explaining how it works and the severity of it all. 

"How do we keep Bill out of our minds?" Dipper looks up at Ford

"Well there are a lot of ways ive personally had a metal plate installed in my head"

"Haha, good one" 

You sigh and walk towards Ford. Knocking on his head as a metal sound clink. Dipper coughs in response.  Ford scans his thoughts. As you both help, dipper strengthens his mind.  After hours, you and Ford fall asleep. You at the bottom of the stairs and Ford on his chair.  As Dipper puts the helmet in Ford, you wake up from the noise. Seeing all of fords thoughts play on the screen.  Images pass as you slowly walk to the screen, dipper noticing and letting you stay. An imagine if sleepy you pop's up, you quickly cover Dippers eyes and ears 

"Hey, what's going on"

"You can't see this kid"

 You unblock his view when the memory passes, seeing Ford shake hands with Bill.  

"Ford and bill?"

You both turn to see Ford standing up and walking towards you both

"You shouldn't have done that." he gets closer, throwing the helmet off and knocking the fabric on the walls down. Showing the shrine of Bill. You gasp in shock.  Pushing the boot behind you as you shield him.  Dipper questions Ford, grabbing the rift and almost dropping it.

"Y/n, move out the way. And dipper hand me the rift. Now, boy!"

"Why were you really scanning my thoughts? Are you bill rignt now? " Dipper grabs the memory eraser gun now pushing you behind him. Shouting at Ford. Your confusion grows, not knowing who to trust.

  "Calm down both of you"

You both walk into a corner. Dipper holding the gun up 

"Y/n i thought you trusted me?"

"Its me its your uncle dipper "

Dipper shoots at Ford, having an arm to protect you. The beam hits his glasses, bouncing around as it hits the monitor, breaking it. Ford picks dipper up in the air. As he flails around. You quickly grab the gun, pointing it at Ford 

"Look ,look . Look at my eyes!" Ford adjusts his glasses, making his eyes visible. You dont see what you saw in dipper. You didn't see Fords ghostly body hovering as Bill controlled him.  Finally, you drop the gun slowly, kicking it away.

Dipper apologizes, and so does Ford. He explains to you both about everything with the bill.  Their friendship and everything with it. The full story includes the portal. And everything with Fidds. You all go back upstairs. You kept quiet about everything. Letting the boys talk as you thought about it all. 

"Ah, I'm still so embarrassed about earlier. I'm such an idiot. "

" From now on, no more secrets between us, we aren't the first two idiots to be tricked by bill, but if we work together, we could be the last,"  dipper sips his soda. 

Mable runs in slamming unicorn hair on the table. Beaten up and covered in a rainbow glitterly liquid. You laugh at the girls' success. I am slightly wishing you went along with them. Dipper and Ford finish the shield.  You stay inside watching them from the windows.  

When Dipper comes back inside, he runs straight to his sister. Ford walks towards you, sitting at a table. 

  "...y/n...."Ford sits down awkwardly. Waiting for anything. 

"I'm sorry... im so sorry, Ford. i didn't know. i knew you weren't a bill but a room? To Him! Stanford, you know what that looks like, right?"  You yell at the man. He looks away ashamed. 

" You trust me, don't you?" He asked, still looking away. You sigh, looking at all the triangle shapes in the home. Ford looks at you once he notices the silence. 

"I know you never really did trust me. But i was hoping you would someday... i just hope this doesn't push you back." Ford gets up to leave. Letting him go to the exit of the kitchen 

"I trust you, Stanford. I just don't understand the secrecy. " You shake your head in your hands. Looking out the window at the passing spirits. You hear Ford sigh and walk away

"Also nice dreams, Ford." You laugh hearing him choke before shutting the vending machine

Genderbendssss cause they're fun

Old ladies

Cass Cipher name and design by @acinomthecat (sorry if you don't wanna be tagged)

Human ver by me tho! Thought she should have witchy vibes idk why

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I made my own version of a Timestuck AU!

I haven't worked out how the Mystery Twins go back in time, but they end up lost and seperated from each other innn front of a certain cabin/shack and in a random city.

I made so much more than this lol

Expect a lot more in the future. It'll be listed under the tag Timestuck AU

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More of my Timestuck AU!

Prev

These are in chronological order but I skip around a lot. I'll probably go back and fill in the gaps later.

By this point, Mabel has already explained the situation to Ford. (Ill probably make a post about that later) They're trying to figure out a way to fix it, and it's been about a day or two. And then things go wrong

But it turns out okay(ish)!

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I made a silly video today

For those who don't have Tiktok

She would approve of Bill but not Ford lol. A shape guy, sure! An old man, horrendous.

Monster Falls!!

Dipper is a Cervitaur and Mabel is a Centaur

Pacifica is a Unitaur and Wendy's a werewolf

Ford is a Griffon

Stan is a Manticore

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It just crossed my mind

Gravity falls With a

Trevor Henderson World!Reader

Or

Lovecraft World!Reader

Or Both.

Like, Reader's seen so much shit, they're used to it.

When you live in a world with Cosmic horror, creatures that can and will kill you, nothing even affects you anymore.

Now imagine that kind of person falls into Gravity Falls, Where creatures are considered, for the reader at least, Harmless.

Like, If they managed to survive in their world, this one will be like, easy.

I can very well imagine Ford And Dipper going wild when they discover the world of reader.

I'm going to call this Reader, Th&Lc!Reader for short

(Probably gonna do a fic about it)

Got Stanford Pines on the brain

Felt cute, might delete later

TAKE ME BACK, PLEASE!

Bill & Ford - Divorce

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Made this at like 3 AM last night in celebration of the new book. It’s dumb but I think it’s funny.

Enjoy the triangle freak 😈

bro has not escaped my mind ever since I drove over an hour just ti pick his book up lol