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The success of the Mystery Shack is proof positive that if Stan had entered adulthood with a place to live and the ability to plan without focusing solely on survival, there's no limit to what he might have accomplished.

Turning a creaky old house into a bustling local hotspot while splitting your time between struggling to teach yourself physics, fixing a nearly incomprehensible machine and searching the area for meticulously hidden objects is no mean feat. And all this while getting no sleep, having zero emotional support, and stewing in guilt and worry.

Honestly it's no wonder he aged faster than Ford. I'm aging faster just thinking about it.

arguably even funnier when you think about how it used to be called the murder hut.

and that

doesn't have an A in it.

so i lean towards the established aesthetic option, which is also even funnier if you imagine him trying to cram A's into taglines or phrases around the shack hut. or that his entire motive for changing the name was to FIT what he considered his brother's aesthetic choices at the time. which is also kinda sad.

i wonder if stan just added the "mystery sh_ck" letters around the symbol that was already there because of ford. or have he just decided to? continue the estabilished aesthetic????

like

"damn this nerd place is riddled with triangles-with-eyes imagery... weird! anyway might as well add another one lol"

Below is a less accurate traditional drawing I also made and coloured with great struggle as a cat was boycotting me the whole way through

Not anymore! Bottom surgery!

Now then, i must ask the question:

Where do you keep your

PENIS

I-IN MY PANTS?

WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING?

HELL YEAHH

* violent shaking of the hands *

Oh by the way I already have a Bill Cipher dad! But you get to be my second option!

Finally doing my application woo!

1. I can bite bitches mwhehe, I also can draw you anywhere you want and I steal shit

2. Chaotic neutral duh

3. I would rip the heart from the earth for you

That seems like a lot of great personality traits that you have…

(And they could come really handy in some situations)

* he holds out his hand with a blue flame *

If you want to… your in the gang.

:)

Omfg I support the headcannon that dipper is trans bc the episode dipper vs. Manliness is literally so fucking trans coded bc dipper literally runs into the woods bc his dysphoria was so bad where he got a bunch of manotaurs to try to teach him how to be a man you cannot convince me otherwise (there are shots that show his bare chest so you might be like "oh he doesn't have a 'chest' so he's cis," but Mabel doesn't have a 'chest' either bc they're both, y'know, 12)

I also just remembered that in the first Gideon episode where Mabel says dipper never does girly stuff with her anymore

Because it makes him dysphoric

And there's the lamby lamb dance which is many times described as girly and he is very embarrassed of this

Perhaps in part because it makes him dysphoric

I could go on and on I have drank way too much caffeine today please help

Omfg I support the headcannon that dipper is trans bc the episode dipper vs. Manliness is literally so fucking trans coded bc dipper literally runs into the woods bc his dysphoria was so bad where he got a bunch of manotaurs to try to teach him how to be a man you cannot convince me otherwise (there are shots that show his bare chest so you might be like "oh he doesn't have a 'chest' so he's cis," but Mabel doesn't have a 'chest' either bc they're both, y'know, 12)

He’s just a lil guy 💜

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Bonus:

What if Stan still had freckles (like what he had when he was really young in the show.)

What Gravity Falls character should I do next? Leave a comment!

oh no not again sighh

welcome back to another case of I REMEMBERED HOW MUCH I LOVE BILL CIPHER AND GRAVITY FALLS

im already swamped with things in my brain and i feel like unproductive shit bc i havent spoken to anyone in hours but! thats okay ig i dont n e e d human interaction right.. haha??

bill cipher though. he has a canon human design (which i assume is mostly a joke but HUH) which is crazy and nightmarish and disgusting (creativity be damned, its horrific, love that for him)

and like ive been desperately waiting for the book of bill for several months now

AND AND topic change!!! i really love writing dipper bc hes a nerd and im a nerd and i genuinely adore his character (sorry mabel likers /j) so i want to write more BUT ITS PROBABLY CRINGE IF I ADD ANYTHING “flavorful” TO IT 💀💀 but uh i think i might just self indulge in a dip & dan just randomly meeting thing i came up with in a comic forever ago mmm

anyway, it goes like this;

Dipper, tired of the repetitiveness of his days working in the Mystery Shack, decides to take a short walk. Just for..”some air”, as he told Mabel, but deep down he knows that isn’t true. He has this yearn for adventure that he wants to fulfill, but he wants to do it alone- a bit unusual for him, he thinks. Alas, he leaves the Shack, determined to find something of interest. He takes with him his very own journal, formatted just like Ford’s, tucked safely under one of his arms.

Walking through the familiar forest around the Mystery Shack, Dipper takes his time to look around. The tall, thick oak trees, the weeds growing from all around the worn, dirt path he’s walking down..it’s very beautiful, but as it grows dark, it feels much more mystical. He takes a small, stable breath as he chooses to stray from the path, the sun lowering in the sky, leaving the moonlight to guide him. This is when Dipper realizes..he forgot to bring a flashlight.

With a slightly-frustrated sigh, he turns to head back home to the Shack, but finds himself a bit lost. Giving up quickly, for the sake of his unparalleled desire to explore, he pushes onwards into the woods. It isn’t long before he wishes he had gone back. The darker it gets, the harder it is for Dipper to keep himself calm. He’s always been fairly paranoid, but in a forest as enchanting and mysterious as this, especially due to the dark, he’s finding it hard not to worry.

As his anxiety builds, fear flowing through his veins as the sky continues to darken above him, the trees towering over him growing thicker as he continues to walk deeper into the woods, only making it harder to see..he finds a light. A soft, calming glow, almost calling out to him. It’s a peaceful green, a bit bewildering, but it does wonders for his anxiety in the moment, before he realizes that something is clearly in the forest with him. However, despite his earlier fear, he can’t seem to feel nearly as scared, the soft light almost comforting him. Taking a second to think, though not nearly enough to make a rational decision, he heads towards the light. Slowly and carefully, he walks towards it, watching as he starts to make out a figure, the supposed source of the glow.

As he continues his slow approach, he stops every few seconds to hide, not wanting to alert the being to his presence. At least he is wary enough to know he could be in danger, though Dipper somewhat laments his lack of thought earlier.

Once he’s close enough to really get a good look, Dipper feels his heartbeat speed up with both excitement and terror. The being looks so human, and yet it all feels so fascinating, as he knows it truly can’t be just that. They appear to be a boy not much older than him, with white hair and..glowing green eyes! Now knowing the source of the light, Dipper feels rather accomplished. He decides that, once he gets home, he’ll postpone everything just to write a bit about this in his journal.

In his excitement, however, Dipper hears a twig crack beneath his feet as he takes a step forward. Without a moment’s hesitation, the boy’s head turns to face his direction; though, luckily, Dipper had already hidden himself behind some close-growing trees, and therefore hasn’t yet been spotted. The boy slowly moves towards Dipper, his feet making no sound, the crunching of the grass and crackling of twigs that would normally come with walking through such a forest..surprisingly not present.

Dipper bursts into a run, panic setting in. He wasn’t thinking for just a second, and now he’s alerted the person to his presence.. he can’t think, he can’t stop, his brain is just telling him to move, his fight or flight kicking in, leading him to run and run with no end in sight. After a long while, with a bit of tripping and getting caught on branches, he finds himself at the edge of the treeline, back at the Mystery Shack. It doesn’t look like the boy followed him. With a long, shaky sigh, Dipper cracks a smile. He did ask for an adventure, and that was just what he got. Entering the Mystery Shack, he immediately heads up the stairs and to his room, eagerly flipping open to a fresh page of his journal, not hesitating to write things down.

Not sparing a detail, he describes the mystery person; a boy of white hair, green eyes, pale skin, and with an eerie, ghastly glow, who makes not a sound when he walks through such an undergrowth-heavy forest.. It intrigues Dipper to no end. He can’t help but want to learn more..

Next time, he thinks, he won’t forget to bring a flashlight.

This is actually Stanford so yeah

gn

Mystery Shack more like Mystery SNACK because I’m hungry and I want food

The life of Stanford Pines must be so bizarre from the perspective of a random townsperson who doesn’t know him. Imagine you live in a sleepy lumber town, where the most interesting thing you’ve heard this week is that a plot of land on the outskirts of the woods was sold and someone has started constructing a cabin on there.

You later learn by word of mouth that he’s a phd student doing some kind of long-term research project. You don’t see his face until one night he comes blasting down the street on a trail of destruction, eyes yellow and glazed over, trashing public property, inflicting gruesome injuries on himself, and laughing like he’s on an erratic, drug-fuelled bender. He then goes home and locks himself in his cabin again. This becomes a cycle; he stays isolated for weeks, then comes out once in a blue moon to wreak havoc and be a nuisance to the authorities.

Then one day it stops. He doesn’t come back out. The next time you see him he’s at a grocery store looking completely different to how you remember; his hair is grown out, he’s put on weight, his clothes are completely different and he’s stopped wearing glasses. Some townsfolk finally work up the nerve to talk to him and you learn that he invited them to his cabin on a tour. His home is apparently FULL of dangerous research equipment and the scientist, who had allegedly been very quiet and level-headed on the days he wasn’t having his “episodes,” has had a complete personality change, he’s loud and confident and less than honest and a little sleazy but a damn good salesman and entertainer.

He hosts tours out of his home for the next 30 years. Over time he’d changed it into a museum of sorts that sells overpriced knickknacks to unsuspecting tourists, but aside from his shady business practices he’s a well known member of his community. He changes up the exhibits every few months, brings his niece and nephew to stay one summer and they become town darlings, and even exposes a beloved public figure for running a spyware scheme.

One day you hear he got visited by the FBI. They start going round town asking about him. A week or so later he gets arrested. The town goes CRAZY theorising why but then there’s a massive earthquake and in the chaos of that you forget what happened to him. One minute you hear that the feds were surrounding his house and the next they’re all leaving like they forgot what they came for. Another week later he resurfaces and announces he’s going to run for Mayor, dominated the polls, wins the popular vote, but loses his position immediately due to an extensive criminal record.

Then there’s gossip that he completely changed his appearance again. He’s lost his fez and is walking around in a coat and cable knit turtleneck in the middle of the July heat. Then you hear from someone else that he looks the exact same and didn’t change anything. Then you see two identical men walking down the street, one matching the description you saw. People are BUZZING to know what happened and you eventually learn that the “new guy” was actually the same Scientist and the guy that had been running the museum was his twin brother who stole his identity after he went missing. Then the apocalypse happens

happy gf 10 year anniversary

Max: "... Is he okay??"

AU!Ford: "You would never catch me dead saying that. Complete nonsense."

AU!Stan: "Unless yer drunk."

Teena: "Uncle Stan, I don't think dad would say that even if he is inebriated."

AU!Stan: "Jus' sayin, never say never."

Alex: "WHO LET DAD INTO THE GEN ALPHA SLANG JAR-"

[Yes this is how I imagine it would be like in the family if Ford ever did properly adopt Gen Z/Alpha slang. The slang of his time was fine, but now some of the family(Just Ford, Teena and Max) think whatever is spewing from the mouths of youngsters are complete nonsense; not even English. The rest just point and laugh for the most part.]

I am alpha sigma.

The situationship is real, ofc he woudlnt know what it meant

Not on TikTok often but I heard this audio I had to make this edit with it. Here's a link to the original

“IM GONNA INVENT A COMBUSTIBLE LEMON THAT BURNS YOUR HOUSE DOWN!!!!!” - Ford Pines, S3E1

Credits to one of @askthestans post and this video for inspiring this

Uh I did a thing in magma canvas and it came out a lot better then I expected—

when there’s a sibling dynamic AND old man + his kids dynamic AND west coast vibe AND a silly evil entity

Stanley Pines being silly.

No caption needed.

ALSO Digital commisions open