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An ancient portal ford sketch from a time when his dimensional journey wasn’t revealed and I was just making up cool shit.
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People who try to act like one Pines is better than the others are SO DUMB
Mabel is SWEET and CREATIVE
Stan is CLEVER and LOYAL
Ford
Dipper is BRILLIANT and PERSEVERANT
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of course this town is weird! and the one thing i know about weirdness is that it’s dangerous.
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One more page until we go back to see what’s been happening with Stan…
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Hi, so! Depressive episode over and I’m no longer busy as it’s break. I’m gonna try and finish this this week! I imagine it’ll take one or two more parts. Thank you to anyone who’s liked or reblogged (especially any comments!)
Suffocating - Part Two
Part one can be found under #suffocating on my blog! This was based on and inspired by a piece from the talented @mintartem, please check them out!
Tw: aftermath of strangulation, panic attack, references to past child abuse, self-injury
Word count: ~1600
I’m a horrible brother.
Stanley gripped the bathroom counter, staring down at the tile, unwilling to meet the eyes of the pathetic loser he’d become and unwilling to look into the shared face of the man who’d just strangled him.
His breath flowed in and out of his chest with difficulty, clawing to get past his throat with every inhale and exhale, rasping sorely.
The twins were asleep or snuck out adventuring or talking in their room or something. Stanley would be damned if he’d make noise and bring their attention to this.
Grunkle Stan, he could imagine their curious voices. Why are you hiding in the bathroom like a coward? Are those six-fingered bruise marks on your neck? Why did you antagonize Grunkle Ford? Will you tell us the truth or are you lying again?
They’d be so angry. They’d… No.
He exhaled, sagging with the weight, heavy and solid inside his chest. No, the gremlins would be concerned, mad or not, aware of what happened or not. Stanley could fail them time and time again, and he had, but they kept loving him in return. It didn’t matter if they shared that love with Ford, too. They’d still… be concerned. Right?
And that wasn’t their job.
It wasn’t their job to be concerned because he didn’t know when to shut up.
Slowly, he lifted his head to take in the red marks, avoiding the fragile look in his eyes and the stupid tears slipping down his face. His hands trembled as they brushed his throat, vaguely aware how tender it felt, aching and sore.
His own fingertips felt like an invasion against the feeling of hands already wrapped against his throat.
He was alone. This was fine. It was fine. His heart was pounding because he was old and about to have a heart attack or something. He was breathing so hard because he’d ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut and who exercised regularly? Not him.
This was okay. His vision started to swim, and he tried a salesman's smile for the mirror, but his reflection wasn’t the only one watching and a grin couldn’t hide how much of a loser he was, anyway.
Hiding. It hit his head hard, physically driving him backwards into the hall. His knees trembled and shook harder than the rest of him.
He hiccuped, wrapping his own hands around his neck to cover the bruising.
How was he gonna hide this from Ma?
She’d notice. She’d ask. Crampelter. Pa. He’d say it was Crampelter and Pa would do it again for advocating like he couldn’t defend himself, for throwing away what the boxing lessons were supposed to do for him, and he’d take him out back.
No. No, no, no. Stanley grabbed for the floor, for anything to stay here, weakly kicking with the ankle Pa was holding from where his legs had curled on.
Floor. This was the floor.
Pa was so much taller when he was on the floor, dark sunglasses unforgiving and mustache drawn in a snarl.
With a gargled cry, Stanley dug his nails into his neck, trying to claw it uniform so I’d heal all together and normally and maybe nobody would get mad the fighter hadn’t fought off his own father good enough.
If he ran off to the beach, with Ford, maybe… maybe…
Noise filled the quiet room as knuckles met the outside door.
Ice shot through his body as if he’d been drenched in water.
Pa was pounding on the door.
Oh, no, no, not again.
Ford, run. Was he running?
Knock. Knock.
Did I ever tell you which twin I think is the extra, boy? Well, I am now.
“Stanley.”
Pa.
He raked his nails down his neck, biting his lip to stifle his cries, his body no longer his own, his breath rapid and painful and uneven and undeserved. He could have been screaming and crying and crawling away but the ground remained solid underneath him, hands dragging him into the ground, into hell, into the arms of his father.
Pa was screaming again.
“Stan… my God. Was that real?”
You did what, you knucklehead?
It was an accident.
He punched the table, not the machine, Pa, Pa please, it’s cold, Filbrick, it’s so fucking cold on the streets, tell him he’s being crazy. High six?
“Stanley, I’m so s… Stanley?”
Stanford doesn’t give us the trouble you did.
Hands at his throat.
Pa was going to kill him. He was going to kill him he was going to die here and leave Ford alone but Ford fucking hated him which was so fair and so deserved and absolute everything he had the right to feel and--
“Stanley, I know you’re in there.”
Angrier tone he was angry Pa was so fucking angry he wouldn’t smile at the funniest of jokes but he’d scowl at eye contact from the extra twin the big sweater dumber uglier fatter dumber twin
“Is something wrong?”
The doorknob rattled.
Stanley curled in as far as he could go, already feeling the raining of blows to come; cane, fist, some useless knick-knack that hadn’t been sold yet, glass from the case he dropped--
“You haven’t locked the door. I’m coming in.”
“No,” Stanley screamed, but it was quiet and soft.
Your brother doesn’t shame the family name.
“I’m sorry,” he gasped and somebody was gasping along with him and then gasping was all he could do, gasping over and over “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” that I’m crying.
Your brother doesn’t shame the family name. If he cries it’s because he remembers he’s stuck with you as a brother.
“I’m sorry,” that I’m alive. “I’m sorry,” that I did everything wrong with the portal and project and kids and basement and
Something warm that didn’t strike pain was placed on him, tentative and light. He tried not to move but he couldn’t stop trembling underneath his father’s stare, and the warmth squeezed his shoulder as if concerned.
“Stan! I need you to breathe for me.”
“I can’t,” he rasped, wincing at the sound of his one voice and digging nails deeper into his skin to try and claw his vocal cords out.
“Okay, okay.” The voice trembled, but when it returned, it steadied. “In… and out.”
He didn’t want to be struck, so he attempted to follow, but he couldn’t stop gasping and tried to ground himself by dragging his nails down.
“Stanley!” Warm hands wrapped themselves around his wrists, gently but firmly prying them away from his throat and curling them into fists. “You’re hurting yourself!”
Good.
Stanley had shut his eyes at some point, because when he squeezed them, he only squeezed them further closed.
“In and out.” He was being shifted, the icy chill from the floor on one side fought by a warm presence on the other. “In and out.”
He fought valiantly to match the steady breathing of the man beside him, but his hyperventilating seemed endless. A six-fingered hand never left, cradling him close to Ford’s chest and running through his hair.
At some point, Stanley knew the pace to match by heart and Ford stopped vocalizing when to breathe in and out.
When the echoes of Pa’s face faded and the room was occupied by the two twins and the twins alone, Stanley cracked open his eyes, no longer seized in debilitating panic. He inhaled a deep breath, wiping at his face with his palms.
Man. If he thought he was a crybaby before. His throat was so sore it pained him; his face was so soaked he wasn’t entirely sure the lingering headache wasn’t from dehydration.
Oh, God. Look at him, blubbering like a child over nothing.
He wanted to say sorry again, to Ford, silent beside him, but it felt so familiar on his tongue he wasn’t sure how long ago he’d stopped repeating it.
One of Ford’s hands slipped away from his hair, drifting down to rub his back.
Stanley flinched at the touch, shuffling away from Ford, whose hand lingered as if wanting to pull him back but eventually returning to his side.
Stanley placed a hand on the wall, mentally preparing to pull himself to his feet, but he slowly became aware that the pain in his throat wasn’t entirely from the sore insides.
“Stan, are you okay?”
The silence wasn’t broken so much as it was rippled, like a stone skipped upon the water. Like a trunk thrown in a lake. Would Stanley let the surface still?
Nah.
“Take a wild guess,” he muttered, looking anywhere but Ford.
Knucklehead didn’t seem to have the same idea.
“Stan, I need you to look at me. You've been injured.”
He bristled, finally shooting his brother a weak glare. “Have not!”
He had just been coddled. If he didn’t shut it down now, it would never end and everybody would see just what a baby he was.
And then he really looked at Ford and was left in shocked silence. His face was marked by tears, eyes sad and exhausted. “Stanley, do you understand the effects of asphyxiation and brain damage?”
He looked away, mustering sarcasm into his voice. “It’s not fun.”
It’s not fun for your brother to fucking strange you.
What he was thinking must have shown on his face; Ford pulled off his glasses to rub at an eye, breath hitching. “I need you to know… I never would have done that if I knew it was you.”
It was an olive branch; the start of an explanation. A little bit of a bullshit explanation. If Ford was really not himself, then maybe an apology.
But Stanley refused to reach for it.
“So, you’re just in the habit of strangling strangers, then?”
Ford rubbed the bridge of his nose.
This was going to be a long conversation.
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Hrrrg that ‘I belong to the streets’ messed me UP
As much as I love the angst that it would bring if Ford would still kick Stan out of the Shack if they didn't have to do the "erasing your memories" plan, I still want Stanley and Ford to get that hug.
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Ehi now!
From now on YOU TOO will have to live with the fact that STANLEY PINES Has had GUNS in the house way before Mabel and Dipper came in the shack!
Now YOU TOO will have to live with the fact that this poor, sad old man spent 30 desperate years doing something HOPELESS To repair at least ONE of the several mistakes that ruined his life, ALSO HE HAD
NO CLUE
Whether His brother would ever forgive him or would even still be ALIVE or DEAD.
And HE HAD
Guns in the house
good luck sleeping at night after this
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I love that there's a mutual agreement in the fandom that Stan is Bi
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oh to spend the summer solving mysteries with my eccentric twin in a sketchy town in oregon…
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Rewatching Onward and more possible AU thoughts:
I’m leaning towards something more along the timeline of post-Weirdmageddon, possibly before Sea Grunkles.
Perhaps Ma Pines has passed and Stan (Barley) and Ford (Ian) receive a box of her stuff. They find a book of psychology, but there’s a handwritten note in Ma’s handwriting about how to bring somebody’s mind back for a day; not a reanimation of their physical form, but their mind, memories, and thoughts that take the image of their body and also can affect the physical world (bc of convenience). There’s also a special crystal that enables the spell.
And they’re both excited, aren’t they? Ford hasn’t seen her in more than 30 years; he was horrible at keeping contact with his family once he left for college. Stan got to see her in his place once he fell through the portal, right? So why’s he acting so non-Stan and distant about it?
Maybe Ford’s so distracted by Stan’s weird behavior—because they promised to be honest—Ford accidentally—it can’t be a memory lapse, didn’t he remember their Ma—and oh no.
He dropped the stone in the middle of reading the words, and there’s a crack in it, but Ma’s there anyway and... where is her top half??
They can dissipate and bring her back as many times as they want within the 24 hours after that initial spell, but once the day passes, she’s gone forever.
Ma recognizes the touch of Ford’s six-fingered hand; she seems to recognize Stan is one of her sons, even if she can’t understand it’s Stan himself, alive and well, and not Shermie...
They won’t get better results without a new crystal, so they rush all the research they can, and just can’t find anything, so they turn to Fiddledore (manticore). And maybe he’s hesitant on helping them because of what happened the last time Ford tried some crazy experiment, but after a long talk, he does give in and reveals that he heard there’s said to be a mountain range across a nearby lake that carries the crystal...
Well, time to go sailing! The two brothers talk to the twins about what they’re doing before the set on their adventure to find a new crystal, placing them under Fiddleford’s care as it’s still summer.
And while hanging out with the twins Fiddleford remembers something he’d previously forgotten; there’s also said to be a dragon guarding the mountain range. That’s not good.
So we have their mom and manticore filled in by Fiddleford and the twins, racing to reach and warn Stan and Ford in time.
I haven’t totally figured out how the rising action would fit in this world, but maybe there’s the conflict between Stan and Ford in how Stan wants to do everything based on the exact wording of the spell (maybe it was vague or confusing in some parts—it says the mind is a maze, Sixer, there’s a maze of underground tunnels, I really think we should take that way) while Ford struggles not to let his logical ways take over (really, Stanley, it would be most efficient to graph a line from point A to point B to ensure the straightest and quickest path, no matter how many houses and canyons we have to walk through).
The moment in the movie that really spoke to me as Stan and Ford was the whole “I don’t think he’s a screw-up!” and the revealing spell magic.
Maybe they meet a creature that won’t let them pass unless they’re truthful, which is way too close to the whole truth teeth thing, and Stan’s not going through that twice, so Ford communicates with the creature, and maybe this creature wonders why he’s traveling with this man who seems so distant and unwilling to help and appears to have stolen his face, isnt he a burden?
Ford says that Stan’s never been a burden. And then it starts to attack and declares they can’t cross. Now they gotta run with Ma.
For Ian learning how to use magic translating to Ford, I imagine it might be similar to Stan trying to teach him how to fight. Maybe they have to use strength to tear out the crystals. Not with gadgets and fancy alien-killing techniques, Sixer, just throw a punch like we’re boxing again.
I don’t know. I just really want to write a fic of this AU one day.
Let me know if you have thoughts or additions on this!!!
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I can’t get this idea of an Onward AU out of my head. With Barley and Ian as Stan and Ford.
#gravity falls#onward#stan twins#gravity falls au#gravity falls au idea#the entire movie i was like#nerdy brother?#stronger boistrious brother that ppl think is a scew-up?#did you mean:#the stan twins#I think it could be like#the twins as the mom + manticore following them?#dipper and mabel i mean#I just cant get the idea of the truth teeth maybe making ford unable to lie#and hes trying to say he doesnt think stan is a screw up#or maybe that he’s never thought that if theyre older + fixed relationship#idk who the dad’s legs are#perhaps like#ma pines?#ford’s like yeah#she died when i was in a diff dimension#but maybe he got better closure before he left for college and stan posing as ford avoided her and suffers horrible guilt now#or it could be less of a character and more like#only half of the zodiac works so they gotta drive a long way away to get the rest of the symbols/reach the cave#dragon at the end is probably bill#idk what else it could be lmaoo#or another monster if its like onward based on the setting of sea grunkles
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GRAVITY FALLS FAN APPRECIATION POST
Ok so you know what? I have spent a long time thinking about this and I need to share it with all gravity falls fans. I have seen countless and countless gravity falls posts and I just have to tell you guys that the fans are just amazing. I mean they are just astounding whenever I see a new post or fic or anything I am so stunned by the quality of the fandom I mean, I really don’t know how exactly to explain it
But I’ll try
First are the AUs. The wonderful incredible AUs. I mean, I know that other fandoms have AUs and blends, but nothing like gravity falls.
With AUs, we have the canonverse which are just fics and stories that could have potentially be canon on the show
Then it gets insane
AU where Dipper and Mabel have the personality of Gideon
AU where Dipper and Mabel have each other’s personalities
AU where Ford and Stan have each other’s personalities
AU where the series takes place in a different era, including but not limited to
· 1920s
· 1960s
· 1950s
· 1800s
· Korean Joseon Era
AU where Dipper and Mabel are the feuding grandparents and Stan and Ford are the close twin children
AU where Dipper and Mabel are the close grandparents and Stan and Ford are the feuding children
AUs where the Pines family has powers, including but not limited to
· Elemental based bending powers
· Fantastic Four Powers
· Future Vision
· Spirit Medium
AU where gravity falls are monsters, including but not limited to
· Stan, Mabel, Dipper as a gargoyle, mermaid, centaur
· Dipper and Mabel as a werewolf and vampire
· Stan as a werewolf
· Stan as a ghost
· Ford as a ghost
· Everyone as a lion
· Everyone as a bear
· The Pines family are Selkies
AU where Dipper and Mabel are aggressive fighting preteens
AU where all the teens are kids and all the kids are teens
AU where Stan and Soos have kid adventures
We have AUs where Stan goes through the portal, Mabel goes through the portal, dipper goes through the portal, Stan and ford go through the portal, everyone goes through the portal
AU where Stan is brought back from the dead
AU where Stan gets a Grim for a pet
AU where all the Journals are humans
Movie AUs, including but not limited to
· Aladdin
· Beauty and the Beast
· Parent Trap
· Jumanji
· Atlantis
· Back to the Future
· Star Wars
· Harry Potter
TV AUs, including but not limited to
· Batman
· Over the Garden Wall
· Fairly Odd Parents
· Steven Universe
· Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Along with crossovers with other tv shows and movies
AU where they are part of a circus, are pirates, run a library run a zoo, are spys, hitman, mafia, church, witches, fairy tales
AU where Dipper is the older brother
AU where Mabel is the older sister
AUs that involve time travel, including but not limited to
· Stan wishing he never existed
· Dipper and Mabel goes back to meet teen!Stan and Ford
· Stan and Ford going forwards in time to meet Dipper and Mabel
AU where Dipper was an only child, where Dipper and Mabel were raised separately, where Dipper and Mabel were raised in gravity falls
AU where Dipper becomes a Demon, Stan becomes a Demon, Ford becomes a Demon
All the human!Bill AUs
The permanent Bipper AUs
All the crack AU ideas that are so shitty it makes us laugh, including but not limited to
· Bill is corn
· Shitty Journal Art/handwriting
· Dimension where it rains mullets and everything has Stan’s face
· Bill has a mouth and no eyes
· The entire plot of Shrek
AU where the golden trio of Fids, Ford, and Stan go monster hunting
AND THEY JUST KEEP COMING
There are so many more AUs that I didn’t even mention its crazy! I’ve counted almost 200 AUs and I know that there are more out there
There is an AU where everyone sings like a regular Disney movie AND PEOPLE WRITE THE SONGS FOR IT HOW DO YOU HAVE THE TIME FOR THAT
And not only do people spend weeks, months, years developing their ideas and posting them online, they are writing fanfics, they are drawing fanart, they are commenting and building up to the point where it is so well known that no one even remembers who started
But it goes so much more beyond that. All the details, the plot, the intricacies that go in planning and creating them, painting and drawing them, writing and re-writing them. That is so much dedication but it goes beyond that
All the analysis and in-depth discussion of each episode, each character, each theory from Stan’s Death symbolism to Stan’s Twin before Ford was introduced, the time and effort put in dedicating and researching to build but these wild and plausible ideas, but it goes so much beyond that
The fact that these characters mean so much to us, we identify so much with them that the cipher hunt was even possible, that the fans had worked together worldwide to discover the location of bill cipher, that we sold out the pre-order of the journal 3 so fast that Disney printed the black-light edition TWICE for us, this sense of unity and fellowship that we have for each other, it’s just incredible
When I first started watching gravity falls, it was when Ford was first introduced. I knew about the spoiler going in, but that didn’t stop me from loving the show for its characters and stories. It was also when I first started Tumblr, so the first thing I looked up was gravity falls. I was floored by all the content, the AUs, the art, the fics, just everything. I was moved by just what a fan can do to show their support for a show they love. I have been in other fandoms, but never as immersed as I was with gravity falls.
@saisai-chan, @thesnadger, @arodudejude, @pinesinthewoods @aroford @scribefindegil , @impishnature
You guys were like the first blogs that I’ve followed. From your fics, analysis, AUs, art, I’ve developed more appreciation for gravity falls than ever. You guys inspired me to try my hand at fics, to create my own AUs. I just have to tell you this, because, well, it would feel weird to say this shout out to everyone without addressing the source. So thank you.
I wish I could list you all, every user and blog because there is just so much more out there. But I just want to say that, to everyone who has ever written fanfic, drawn fanart, and published their AU for the world to see, I have never felt more at home, more amazed, and more inspired than I do in the Gravity Falls Fandom. So thank you for making me feel so included.
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little does bill know, mr. tummy has a twin brother named mr. yummy
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He lost a staring contest, probably with Mabel.
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I had this random Sea Grunks idea today and wanna type it up before my brain yeets it into the abyss.
What if after sailing a bit the Stan Bros get a cat for some random reason and it just lives on the boat with them. Cats are super good at being comforting and I can just imagine one of them holding him trying to calm down after a nightmare or something.
Additional notes:
Likes to sit directly on Ford’s work/maps and papers and be a general shitty cat
Mabel totally made him a cute little sailor’s cap that he hates
Doesn’t mind water as much as most cats would?
Just a chill dude who sits with Stan while he fishes and whatever
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Bad Choices (Part 10-18) by skidar
First part here.
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