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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