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An animated comic based on the end scene from “Not What He Seems”

This is only the first page! See the rest    HERE   !!

So Gravity Falls has quickly become one of, if not my favorite, shows on television right now. Like most, the latest episode had a huge impact on me. I loved everything about it, the writing, the animation, the visuals, the voice acting, characterization, etc. There was so much love and thought and talent that had gone into every aspect that it really inspired me to make an homage to my favorite scene. So I hope you enjoy! And join me in pensive agony as we wait for the next episode this summer. 

10/16/2024 EDIT:

So I’m updating this post! I’ve been seeing enough people re-discovering it that I figured I’d take out the broken link and put the rest of the pages up. Hope y’all enjoy =]

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I HOPE IM NOT TOO LATE I WAS BUSY BECAUSE OF MY BIRTHDAY 💔

may i please request a low honor arthur morgan scenario where he's acting selfish with darling and one night, he forces them to stay in camp (as always) but darling follows him to see that he kills someone for them?

IF I MISSED THE REQEST HOUR YOU DONT HAVE TO ACCEPT THIS!

Happy late birthday! (Again). Here's Arthur Morgan being corrupt :)

Disobedience

Yandere! Low Honor! Arthur Morgan Scenario/Short

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Violence, Murder, Blood, Possessive behavior, Stalking, Forced companionship/relationship.

"I want you to sit still and wait for me to come back, think you can do that?"

Arthur's orders were always commanding. When he asks you to do something, he expects you to do it. If he tells you to stay in camp... He's expecting you to do it.

But curiosity killed the cat, right?

Arthur was never a real kind man. He was always gruff, easily irritated, sadistic, vengeful, selfish... The list could go on. You had always learned since crossing paths with Arthur that he's a dangerous force to be reckoned with.

Even being a fellow gang member with him makes your skin crawl. He's one of the most infamous killers in the West. It didn't matter if Arthur was fond of you or not... There were still times he scares you.

Arthur telling you to stay in camp wasn't new. While he wasn't close or helped most of the members, he always claimed it was better than following him. However, you always had a feeling of what he was doing.

Crickets chirped through the night as you sat by the fire. Arthur had left ten minutes ago and told you to stay where you were. You were used to it... He's done it so often at this point.

But you couldn't ignore the screaming.

Tonight was... different. Of course Arthur typically went out at night to rob some poor fool or some other task. But... screaming was new.

You carefully get up from the fire and look into the woods. It sounded male and panicked. Your immediate thought was an animal which made you unholster your rifle.

Your thoughts go back to what Arthur said, don't leave camp. You thought over your choices before deciding you could excuse this. If it was to save someone... He couldn't get too mad, right?

Carefully, gun in hand, you enter the woods around camp. The screaming and whimpering got louder as you approached... a gruff voice soon followed afterwards. You squint your eyes, seeing two men in the woods

One happened to be on his knees, the other holding a fist in the air.

"You should learn not to test my patience, boy." A rough yet familiar voice growls as the younger man whimpers. "You think I don't know what you're doing?"

"Please, sir! I won't do it again! I had no idea they were with you!" The younger man pleads, making you come a bit closer. The most light you got was from the moon trickling through the trees.

Yet soon you could tell the scenes in front of you.

Arthur was bloody, the substance staining his clothes and gloved hand as he threatened a younger man. Said younger man looked to be around your age, in fact... you think you remembered him at a saloon you went to. Except... Arthur was never there when you went and met such a man.

"Damn right you won't." Arthur growls, moving his bloody hand to his revolver. "Do you think you're better than me, boy? Swooping in to steal from me because you're younger?"

"No, sir! I didn't know! I've learned my lesson! Swear on it!" The younger man pleads. You stare at the scene, mind dwelling back on where you met this man.

You had gone to a saloon to relax after a mission. Arthur had disappeared again but you knew better than to ask where. It's then you found a man around your age and chatted to him over a drink. Occasionally there was some flirtation... but you always turned him down.

It appears Arthur found out about this... and you hated to think about how.

"You'll learn your lesson alright... in Hell." Arthur growls, quickly pulling his revolver out. Before you know it, the trigger is pulled, and the man you barely knew gurgles before falling to the forest floor. It's then you manage to gasp...

It's then Arthur's alerted to your presence.

"... Thought I told you to stay in camp, darling." Arthur sighs, holstering his bloody revolver as he approaches. You back up, shaking. Arthur being covered in blood wasn't too new...

But you were being hit with so much new info.

Arthur wasn't just killing. He was killing people around you. In fact, you're pretty sure the reason Arthur isn't around camp often is because he stalks you. Then, when he tells you to stay put, he's not hunting animals...

He's killing people who got too close to the one he considers family.

"Don't follow orders no more, do you?" Arthur hums, slowly approaching like a wolf to potential prey. "Cat got too curious? Wanted to know what I was doing in the darkness while you slept? That it?"

"I'm sorry, Arthur... I thought someone was—"

"Sorry... Getting quite tired of hearing that word." Arthur chuckles, "That's all they ever say. Sorry this, sorry that... Sorry ain't gonna cut it, sweetheart."

You feel Arthur pull you close, his grip tight on your clothes as he pulls you into his bloody chest. You grimace, the substance quickly staining you. Arthur sighs, like a parent disappointed in a child.

"You're too damn curious for your own good." Arthur murmurs, stroking your back softly. "But... Now that you know, maybe you'll listen to me now."

Arthur pulls back, looking you in the eyes.

"I'm a selfish man, sweetheart." Arthur warns, caressing your cheek affectionately. "I kill people. I rob people. I beat people up.... But I take good care of what's mine, know that?"

You shakily nod, playing along as Arthur stares into you.

"... You're mine, darling." Arthur continues, "I kill people who touch what's mine. You're all I give a damn about. So unless you want to get reminded of the fact you're mine..."

Arthur warns, leaning close to your ear.

"I suggest you listen to me and stay put when I tell you... Got that?" Arthur threats, glancing at you.

You nod aggressively, eyes trying to look anywhere but him and the corpse behind him. Arthur smiles, although it's a rather sadistic smile. He then turns you around and leads you back to camp.

"Good... Now go back to camp and I'll be right back. Wait for me there." Arthur commands, watching as you quickly run off.

This time... you listen to Arthur...

You don't want to disobey his orders anymore.

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but i remember everything

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Posting this here bc it flopped on twitter 🤷‍♀️

Some fanart of @/voidroonil’s au where Stanley gets portaled instead of ford ✨ (idk if they have a tumblr lol but make sure to check them out!)

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mine all mine

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Yandere rivals between Sanji and Zoro ~ will their be at each other throats or work together for the readers sake ~ 🍪(I’m fine with hcs as for platonic or romance I’m fine with either , whatever u thinks best please ) hope your doing ok ! 

These two are always having a rivalry just in general... Can they even share? Not sure if the cookie was meant to be your anon name or not but let me know if it was :')

Yandere! Sanji vs Zoro Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic - Rivalry/Sharing mentioned

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Violence, Blood, Murder, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Dubious companionship(s)/relationship(s).

These two are often fighting with one another.

Everything is a competition when it comes to them.

Throw in someone they both like?

They react in their own way but they're definitely fighting.

As the pairing is vague, there's multiple ways to look at this.

Platonic! Zoro/Platonic! Sanji: This pairing for them would be the one most likely to have them share. While it's hard to see Sanji as platonic, this pairing essentially gives you two competitive bodyguards. They still bicker, but when it comes to your safety the two are overly attentive.

Platonic! Zoro/Romantic! Sanji: This is a pairing I can see where they could either fight or share. Zoro would take an overprotective friend or brother role towards you while Sanji... is Sanji. Zoro would want the cook to treat you well and would only tolerate Sanji with you if he promises to take care of you. Other than that, it's a battle of Zoro trying to keep Sanji away from you.

Romantic! Zoro/Platonic! Sanji: Similar to the previous pairing but swapped. Now Sanji doesn't think Zoro will treat you well and acts like you're too good for Zoro. This version would most likely fight more. Especially because Zoro takes offense to the idea of you being gatekept by the cook on the crew.

Romantic! Zoro/Romantic! Sanji: There's no way these two are sharing. Both want you romantically and feel they have to impress you to have you to themselves. You can just imagine the competition and fights they get into.

Going into these individually is a bit much for this concept, so this will stay general for the most part.

However, if those pairings spark ideas for the future, I can probably do something with them another time.

The two respect one another for their abilities.

Yet they rarely seem to agree when it comes to you.

When they do agree with one another, they can be a dangerous duo.

But they have a tendency to bicker over you, even if the pairings change the degree they do.

Even the tamest pairing still has them fighting at times.

In canon, Sanji has some jealousy towards Zoro.

So if Zoro was getting more attention than Sanji, the cook may just snap.

Another thing to consider is the fact their yandere behaviors are different.

Zoro, no matter platonic or romantic, tends to stay out of the way and observe.

Sanji, however, always tends to be close to his obsession.

Sanji's behavior may drive Zoro to swap his behavior and stick around you more.

After all, if the cook isn't backing off, the swordsman isn't either.

Every interaction the two have is competitive in some way.

It can be over something simple, too.

For example, maybe Zoro found something he thought you might like as a gift and gave it to you.

Only for Sanji to one up him... and now the two are in a competition for who can give you the best gift.

One competition that always flops though is cooking or sword fighting.

As only one of them can do such tasks.

Zoro falls under the distant yet overprotective category while Sanji tends to be affectionate and clingy.

Which, again, puts Zoro on edge.

The two will get into physical fights... often.

It's almost like you see another new blood stain or scar on the two due to some other argument.

There has been too many times you and probably either Nami or Chopper have had to tend to their wounds.

The two may temporarily stop their fighting if you snap at them, allowing the two a moment of clarity to realize they are only annoying you.

Cue a brief apology from Zoro and groveling from Sanji.

I think the idea of them changing their behavior due to the other is interesting.

Even though Sanji primarily just makes Zoro a more aggressive yandere rather than distant....

The only thing the two share in common in this rivalry is the fact they care about you.

The two could be fighting, competing, bickering, etc...

Yet it all stops the moment they see you're hurt.

No matter the pairing... Those two get mad.

Friends, lovers, both, doesn't matter...

If one of them sees you bleeding, sick, or upset in anyway, the other knows too.

The two can work together in select situations.

Those two can be downright unstoppable if they want to be.

Imagine this... Someone's fighting you or harassing you, managing to make you upset or injured.

Yeah... The moment the two find out... That other person's gone.

The two quickly act like bodyguards to you as they just... seemingly appear.

There's a dark glare in their eyes and that other person knows they're doomed.

By the end of it, Zoro is either beating up the other person or already has a blade in their gut...

Meanwhile Sanji is shielding your eyes from the blood splattering on the floor and covering your ears to hide the screams.

All while the cook coos over your possible wounds.

The two know when to smarten up and work together.

They won't kill one another but they will certainly fight.

Their fellow crew won't let them kill one another...

Nami may have actually told them you'd be upset if they did or something, making the two pause.

They're both mostly just protective and competitive.

They don't want to hurt you in any way.

So, from these two, you'll get overprotective and ruthless bodyguards when you need them...

Although... the two will quickly pick up where they left off once they know you're okay...

It doesn't matter if one of them or even both of them have your heart or not... the two will always fight for your attention... much to everyone's annoyance.

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I’m always all ears for isekai one piece

So I just got to Marineford (462), and since I'm a nerd a I know most of what happens, so of course I've been thinking a lot about reader who helps save Ace.

I usually don't really like Isekai aus where major story changes happen, because it gets too confusing for my little head. But if reader was able to save Ace, the tables would really change in terms of their feelings for reader, especially for the Whitebeard Pirates and Strawhats. Luffy would be eternally grateful, any slight thought of you leaving would leave his mind immediately. Ace would feel a mixture of relief and guilt. This is all even worse if reader doesn't really expect anything in return, like they helped Ace because he means a lot to Luffy.

This really applies to reader who isn't the strongest physically, but uses their smarts to help sneak him out of Impel Down, I don't know. Feel free to tell me what you guys think.

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MW3 - "Alone"

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P!Yandere!Pines Family x GN!Teenager!Reader

[PLATONIC] a continuation to this! decided to just make them all yanderes cuz y not lol errmm just subtle ykwim... i'm not proofreading all this so just have my draft

warnings: staring, violence, alcoholics, abuse, blood, implied murder. woah intense

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"Then I saved Ford by slicing its eye! You should have seen it!"

You laughed, settling down from your dramatic gestures that you've been making throughout the entire dinner. The entire Pines family watched you in awe, especially Dipper and Mabel, easily captivated by your personality and story.

"Yes, well, they certainly saved my life," Ford chuckled as he fed himself a spoonful of food.

"You have to stop lettin' kids save your life so much," Stan scoffed.

Dipper grabbed a book out of nowhere, clicking his pen in preparation—

"No writing at the dinner table! We talked about this!" Stan called out, earning a sheepish smile from Dipper who immediately drops the book on the ground.

"But what did the monster look like?" Dipper stammered, eventually turning to you with a curious look on his face. He looked eager to learn more. That's what you can tell anyway, if you remove his reddened face, which is most likely from embarrassment.

Mabel, who sat across from you, leaned towards you with the biggest smile on her lips. You grinned back to return her energy. "Bet it was super gross! Was there a lot of blood?! Blaarrrgghhh!!!"

"No gross sounds at the table, pumpkin!" Even Stanley felt like he's tired of his own voice. This is him trying his best to not let you be uncomfortable. Well, he supposed you and his brother brought up the story in the first place.

Speaking of, why were you even here? Ford came back in the mystery shack after missing for a day, only to bring a random teen with him. It's a good thing he cooked extra since he thought Soos was coming over.

But he needed answers fast.

"Ford," Stan whispered firmly, catching his brother's attention. Tilting his head, he tried to signal him to move out, but someone interrupted them before they could do anything.

"Hey! No sneaking out the dinner table!" Mabel exclaimed, pointing a fork at her grunkles.

Stanley stood up and Ford followed his actions. They were already heading out the door with Stan holding his twin's wrist. "Well, sweetheart, VERY REASONABLE EXCUSE!"

As soon as they were out of sight, you and the other kids exchanged looks.

"He did say it's reasonable."

"Yeah, I can live with that."

... You snorted. "You guys are a funny bunch. He literally said the excuse, and you let him go just like that? You must trust each other a lot."

"You have no idea, stranger, you have no idea," Mabel laughed. "Sorry, what was your name again?"

💥

Meanwhile, deep inside the mystery shack, where they were sure there'd be no eavesdropping happening...

"You let the kid stay here without telling their parents?!"

Stanley was freaking out. Yet, he really shouldn't be surprised Ford would do this. Ironically, poindexter would even criticize his behavior, his grunkle methods! How ridiculous is this whole thing, huh?!

"It's more complicated than that! Look, I know this sounds bad—"

"It does!" Stan yelped, his hands clenching. "Their parents must be so worried! And we can't just let them—"

"No, no, Stanley, walk with me here," Ford said, placing his hands on his brother's shoulders. "It's their parents that are the problem."

A few deep breaths from Stan. Alright, okay. This is making more sense now.

"We'll take them to their house first thing in the morning," Ford explained. "Let's see what we'll do from there."

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"I hope my drawing isn't too bad," you chuckled, giving the journal back to Dipper. His eyes skimmed over your illustration of the monster you killed. "It doesn't match yours and Mabel, but..."

"Are you kidding?! It's perfect! Thank you!" Dipper beamed, writing more notes down the rest of the page.

From above, Mabel had her legs folded over the ceiling wood of the house. You looked up and made eye contact, as much as you can anyway. She's upside down.

"Hi! How old are you again?"

How did she even get up there, you wonder. You glanced around, smiling when you realized, and worked your way up.

They stared at you in awe when you climbed right next to Mabel's side. Now you're hanging upside down too. "Cool tricks, Mabel. Hope you don't mind me copying you?"

She doesn't respond, starstrucked. Glancing at Dipper, his jaw was also on the floor.

"Uhhh," you awkwardly smiled, "But I just turned sixteen! You guys are turning thirteen, right?"

"You're the coolest," Mabel whispered, dragging a hand across your face. Okay. That's a bit weird, but it's welcome.

"Thanks," you grinned, manually removing her hand from your face. You looked down at Dipper again. "Hey, Dipper, what time is it?"

He scrambled around and grabbed a watch from somewhere. "Uh, nine o' clock."

"Nine?!" your sudden outburst caused you to fall to the carpet, a pained groan leaving your lips. At least you managed to drop skillfully. "Oh, that hurt."

"Are you okay?!" Dipper rushed to your side, offering a comforting hand on your back.

"Yeah, I just," you paused. "It's nine already? My parents are gonna kill me, man. I gotta go home."

"What!!"

Mabel also dropped down from her outburst, but her landing isn't painful as yours, because you caught her in time. She gazed at you from your arms, stars forming in her eyes.

"Woah. You have fast reflexes!" she squealed as you gently put her down.

Dipper shook his head. "But you can't go home this late at night. Didn't you say you're from outside of Gravity Falls?"

You crossed your arms, pondering. "Yeah, but... Okay, wait, where's Ford?"

Footsteps followed your words. All of you turned to the doorway, seeing the older set of Pines twins. It's kind of amazing, really, you rarely saw twins and this family has two pairs.

"Oh, there you are!" you grinned, walking over to him. Ford blinked at you. "I'm sorry, dude, but I think I overstayed my welcome. I'll go ahead and—"

"Eh, nah," Stanley chimed in, earning your attention, "It's too dark for ya to go out. Let's take you home tomorrow, yeah?"

"But-"

"No butts, they're for sitting," he continued, gently pushing you down on his recliner. You sat down, albeit confused. "Think of it as a sleepover. That's fun, right kids?"

Mabel skipped to your view, an eager grin on her face. "Yeah! We can paint your nails and everything!"

"While I'll show you more of the journals," Dipper beamed, showing one of them to you.

Their ideas were nice, it truly was, but the circumstances are concerning. You couldn't help the frown forming on your lips. They all noticed.

Ford stepped in between them, kneeling and offering you a smile. "Don't worry, kiddo. We'll take good care of you 'til morning. I'm sure your parents will understand."

"I guess I can't really do anything about it," you muttered, eventually accepting the situation. You stood up with a grin. "Okay! Who wants to be unaware of me stealing cool stuff here?!"

"I do!" Mabel screamed, only to pause. "Wait, what?"

"Yeah," Stan squinted, "What?"

You hummed, suddenly behind him, and stared at his wallet. Ford shook his head at you. "You have a very alarming number of IDs. Is this normal? Then again, you're old."

A laugh left Stan as he took his wallet from you. "Oh, I could use that type of skill. Didn't even hear or feel you take it!"

"I can teach you," you smiled.

"Please don't," Dipper groaned.

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"This journal is amazing! And Ford wrote this? Seriously, no wonder why he was so smart!"

You flipped the book page by page, your jaw dropped the whole time. Sure, a while ago, you saw one page, but only because Dipper told you to draw on it. You didn't expect a whole research surrounding Gravity Falls!

"Interesting enough for you to visit Gravity Falls more often?" Dipper chuckled as he watched you.

"Woah," you smiled, "You like my company that much, Dipper? Don't you have any friends here— oh shoot, wait, I didn't mean—"

A ghost of a frown spread through his face. Why did you have to ask that?! You were just projecting if you had to be honest, but still!!!

"Sorry, that was insensitive," you blurted, closing the book and focusing all your attention on him. "I only said that because I feel that way. I know, that's pretty lame."

He looked surprised. "Really? But you're so cool?"

"Some people think I'm weird is all. But thanks for finding me cool, Dip," you laughed, glancing at Mabel who was snoring. "I find you and your sister cool too. A lot, actually. So it's nice to know you both like me."

Dipper sniffed. "Man. Ditto."

You grabbed a blanket and placed it over Mabel's body, making sure she's covered head to toe. She snuggled up to it unconsciously.

"Welp, bed time," you murmured, reaching for another one. You stretched the blanket, letting Dipper be able to invite himself in. "Come on."

He happily accepted, nestling his head next to your shoulder. Mabel followed him, her head tilting to your chest.

You slept, content.

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You woke up, disturbed.

The first thing you saw after sleeping is Dipper and Mabel staring at you in silence. As soon as you noticed them, they scrambled away from you and tried to act natural.

Yet, you couldn't forget the small glimpse of their faces. Wide-eyed, a bit of judgment, but most of all, solemn.

Before you could question them, Dipper yelled, "Grunkles! They're awake!"

You winced from the volume of his voice, having just woken up. He immediately apologized to you, but it's all good.

"Visit us again soon! Byeee!"

The next thing you know, you're in the backseat of a car with Stanley next to you. He was pouting, arms crossed.

"This is literally my car. I can't believe it! You won't even let me drive my own car?" he sneered at Ford who sat on the driver's seat.

Ford rolled his eyes. "I can't have you get in trouble by driving again. Think of the kid."

While driving to your address is certainly much faster than walking, it still took a while. You managed to fall asleep, tilting your head on Stan's shoulder. It seemed that you're not alone in being unconscious, because he snored loudly.

Glancing at the mirror, Ford simply exhaled.

You're here.

He parked in front of your house.

Ford nudged Stan awake, who poked you awake next.

You stood up drowsily, holding Stan's hand while walking up to your house. Ford took the lead and knocked on your front door.

To both grunkles' disappointment, things get messy.

Both your parents, drunk, loudly told them off and took you away roughly from Stan. Tears leaked out of your eyes, saying countless apologies to the Pines twins and your parents.

Without much of a fight, Ford forcibly grabbed you back, carrying your body with one arm. He looked at Stan who placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Psst, I'll handle this," Stanley murmured in the midst of your father yapping nonsense. Maybe the professional con-man can knock some sense into your deadbeat parents.

Ford took you back to the car. You sobbed relentlessly, whispering the most saddening things he wished to unhear. He hugged you tightly, muttering sweet nothings until you fell asleep.

After a long while, Stan finally came back.

His eyes were wide. He was shaking.

"I didn't mean to. They started it—I had no choice!"

Gazing down, Ford realized Stan's hands were covered in blood. He swallowed the thickness in his throat.

"...I'll help you clean it up."

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Could you do a part 2 to the ford and Stan fic where they were childhood best friends? I loved that one so much and I need more🥰

Threats and not a happy ending. Probs not what you was expecting for a continuation.

Part 1 is here

Taglist: @bigbeebeans @doggodnoodles12 @awitchersbard @leo242564 @emtynessinmyworld

Things in gravity falls were well..weird and you weren’t talking about the townsfolk who were under the impression that you and Ford had came as a couple. Sure Ford was handsome and beautiful man but you wouldn’t go as far as to indulge in their assumptions out of respect for him as your friend.

Ford on the other hand had cheeks like ripe tomatoes as he has to remind himself to stop being so obvious with his feelings for you, all in fear that you’d soon start watching him closely for signs of romantic pining. He couldn’t help it and knew for a while that Stan also harboured similar feelings about you, given how physically affectionate he was with you and keeping you tucked into his side tightly; which was more then enough for Ford to assume that you’d favour Stanley over him.

While he maybe the more put together of the two, the one with a future ahead of him, that doesn’t mean anything when it comes to matters regarding the heart. You’d either be rich and depressed, or poor but rich in happiness, you can’t be both. So Ford decided to value to have you however he could.

Everything was fine to being with, searching the words for anomalies and jotting them down, however your relationship with Ford becomes fractured and splinters into pieces when Bill Cipher came into view. You told him that day in the cave that the paintings on the wall were warnings, cautioning you both to avoid this triangular being at all costs but Ford didn’t listen to you and summoned him regardless. Your heart broke because this was the first time Ford didn’t listen to your council, blatantly ignored it as though your words meant little to now now, which was a stark contrast to the boy who use to hang on to every word you spoke.

During this rough patch as Ford was growing closer to Bill. You on the other hand were becoming distant and reaching out to Stanley, telling him everything that has been happening since you moved to Gravity Falls in a series of letters and phone calls. You only stopped reaching out when Bill -possessing Ford- held a knife to your throat and warned you to reach out to Stanley again and see how Ford would like it upon seeing that he had gone mad from isolation, and killed his own childhood sweetheart in cold blood as a result.

You didn’t think you’d ever hear such things come out of the mouth of your beloved friend but it terrified you and ever since you stopped reaching out to Stanley, he grew worried that something had happened to you. So he made sure to come to Gravity Falls as fast as he could for you, not Stanford.

‘Y/n sweetie are you alright!’ Stanley exclaimed as he saw your frightened face and immediately opened up his arms to you to burry yourself in. ‘Hey it’s okay, just say the word and I’ll get you out of here okay sweetheart?’ He whispered again your head as you clung to his jacket tightly.

‘I’m scared.’ You told him and it broke his heart to hear you say those words as he promised to keep you safe. Stan felt like he was to blame as usual, but couldn’t help but feel anger towards Ford for making you feel unsafe and scared. So when Ford came out of the shack to find you in his brother’s arms, Stanley tightened his hold on you and glared at his brother, who reciprocated the glare. Ford knew that things haven’t been…the best as of late between the two of you ever since the cave and he felt guilty over that, but seeing you in Stan’s arms only strengthened his fear that due to his obsession with the supernatural, it has ultimately pushed you into seeking comfort from someone else. His own brother to be exact.

Ford hated it more so than anything because while he was smart, he severely lacked a social life that Stanley excelled at beyond him, he could easily comfort you without getting awkward about it unlike him, who didn’t even stop to think how his obsession was affecting you; not even once and yet he claimed to harbour romantic feelings for you, what a joke because how can he love you when he failed at even the most simplest of mundane things.

‘Y/n I-‘ he tried to take a step towards you but you were quick to burrow your head further into Stanley’s shoulder.

‘I think you’ve done enough don’t you Stanford.’ Stanley replied, ‘you’ve gone and scared them with your obsession.’

Ford pales. You? Scared of him? Oh gods what has he done. ‘ I didn’t mean to.’ He trails off, not knowing how to fully explain himself.

Stanley scoffed. ‘I trusted you to keep them safe, happy and healthy but here they are in my arms scared as anything! What did you do!’

‘I don’t-‘

‘Not a good enough excuse Stanford.’ Stan snapped as he positioned you behind him, putting his jacket over you when he noticed that you came running to him in less than weather appropriate clothes, uncaring that he got cold in the process as he kissed your forehead like he did when you were teenagers and he needed to reassure you. ‘You’ll be okay, just stay as far away from here as you can.’ He whispered before looking at his brother.

‘Just please come and help me.’ Ford cried out to his brother and you. ‘I don’t have time.’ He then looks down at his bloodied knuckles and you couldn’t help but think of the other heinous things Bill had done to Ford, but you were too scared to look him in the eyes without seeing bill threatening you.

‘Fine but keep them out of your shit.’ Stanley said as he gestured towards your frightened form and Ford agreed as you grasped Stanley’s arm.

‘Don’t.’ You whispered. ‘Stanley don’t you dare go in there please I’m begging you.’ Your cries broke Stanley’s heart as he brought you into his arms again to calm you.

‘I’ll be okay sweetpea, I’ll come back and we can leave this town and get as far away as you want.’ He promises you but deep down you knew this wasn’t going to be true and soon enough you were right, Ford was pushed into the portal and Stanley went back on his word to rebuild the portal to get him back, all the while you decided that your time in gravity falls had come to a close and left within the night.

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The Wrath of a Family pt.2 (Platonic Yandere Joel and Ellie x reader)

A/N: So, this takes place after episode 8 and before episode 9. I wanted this to take place during episode 9, but I couldn't come up with a way to incorporate the reader that made sense. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, please like, comment, and reblog if you do.

Read part 1: here

The water felt nice on your hands. It was cool as it rippled between your fingers, splashing up slightly onto your arm. It was therapeutic, blocking the rest of the world, only focusing on the stream in front of you.

"Hey kid, you okay?" Joel wanders up from behind you, causing you to retract your hands from the water. Joel's face is pensive, approaching you as if he was approaching a baby deer. You nod, looking away from his intense gaze as he moves to sit down next to you.

Joel looks at your hands, now covered in bandages, dirtied with dirt, sweat, blood, and now water. He swings his bag over his lap, digging inside of it and grabbing a roll of bandages. He looks over to examine your face which was lost in thought. Ever since David, you really haven't been yourself. Joel and Ellie both have done everything in their power to get you back to a fraction of your old self, but to no avail. It's like you've been hallowed out, and the only thing that remains is a shell.

"Do you want to change your bandages?" He requests, your gaze moving away from the water and to your hands, which are completely dirty. You slowly move them towards Joel, who takes them carefully, unwrapping the bandages steadily as to not aggravate your wounds. Once unraveled, he uses an old washcloth he had in his bag to clean some of your burns. "I'm sorry it hurts, just need to clean it so it doesn't get infected." He apologizes when you cry in pain, feeling his stomach drop at the sound. Cautiously, he continues to clean your wounds, once done wrapping them up with fresh bandages. He doesn't let go of your hands, keeping them in his grasp, almost like he was entranced. Eventually, he grabbed you by the wrist to slowly drag you up off the grassy ground. "Come on, you need to eat."

He takes you into the woods were Ellie and Joel have set up camp. It was quiet except for the sound of food boiling over the makeshift fire. "Hey, you're back." Ellie shouts, waving to you. Joel allows you to break away from his gaze, observing you and Ellie. Ellie's wounds have been healing nicely, as had his.

While you were the most effected by David and his cult, nothing had really been the same with any of them. Ellie had become deadest on being there to protect you, dragging Joel to some secluded spot in the woods and forcing him to teach her how to shoot. She hates how weak she felt. You were just a kid; you shouldn't have to deal with all that. She promises that once their back at Jackson, she'll be the big sister you deserve. She's tried to stay positive for you, but during the deep of night, when its quiet and she feels most alone, she cries. She cries for you, for Joel, for herself. She was constantly reminded of waking up in that basement, Joel freaking out, and you gone, and herself not knowing what to do and it scares her. She won't let it happen again; she refuses to let it happen again.

Joel wasn't much better. He was much more protective of you. You slept next to him, ate next to him, walked next to him, you were never out of his sights. You and Ellie were the most important thing to him, he wasn't going to let anyone take either of you from him. Joel has become more ridged, more violent, taking down anyone who even looks at you wrong. He becomes terrifying whenever he sees you hurt, even if it's something small. He's constantly reminded of his failings as a father, his inability to protect you. All he wans to do is prove to you, and himself, that he can take care of you.

The sky slowly became dark, stars dotting the sky. You began pointing out the constellations you recognized to Elie. You had a small smile on your face as you ranted. Joel didn't want to end this perfect moment, but you all needed to be up early in the morning.

"Come on, it's time for bed." Joel motions to you both. "We have to get up early." He adds. You nod, walking towards your sleeping bag which Joel has laid out for you, right next to you. You snuggle up into you bag, trying to get as warm as possible, Joel and Ellie following suit.

You lay supine on your back, staring up at the night sky, unable to fall asleep. You haven't had a good night sleep since your incident with Daivd. You don't mind, since whenever you fall asleep, your plagued with nightmares.

"Why are you still up." Joel whispers. You turn your head to look at him, his gaze already on you.

You shrug, whispering out a small "I don't know." Joel moves closer to you, fallowing your gaze. He points at a small cluster of stars.

"What's that one called."

"It's the cancer constellation." You whisper.

"Like the crab?" He questions, smiling as you giggle.

"Yeah." You respond, snuggling up to Joel for warmth. You continue to gaze at the stars in silence as Joel rubs your back.

Joel wishes like this would last forever. He wishes he was able to keep you right next to him at all times, where he knows you'll be safe. He wishes you would always be this small, so small he could keep you in the palm of his hand. He wants to protect you from everything bad in the world, but he's already failed at that.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, sure your asleep. "You're just a kid. You shouldn't have to go through that." He looks at your face, so peaceful and innocent, but the wonder that was once there, lost. He wants to cry.

"I'll keep you safe though." He vows to the forest around him. "You won't have to worry about anything once we're in Jackson." His hold tightens, almost aggressively. "You, me, Ellie, we can all be a family." Joel closes his eyes, sleep threatening to take him, his grip on you not relenting.

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The walk that welcomed you in the morning was terrible for your feet. You've been walking for about three hours, and your entire body felt like garbage. Joel and Ellie seemed fine though, so you chose to remain silent.

Like a six sense, Joel was able to recognize your discomfort. "You doing okay?" He looked down at you, your face glistening with sweat. "You want me to carry you."

"No." You replied curtly. You weren't a baby; you didn't need Joel to carry you. You straightened you're back and walked away from Joel, focusing on the scenery in front of you. Ellie replaces your spot next to Joel, whispering to him.

"What's their deal?" Ellie implores, Joel shaking his head.

"I don't know." His eyes narrow, focusing on you. "Just, make sure they don't go to far." Ellie nods.

Ellie strides up to us, putting her arm around your shoulders, scaring you a little, which Ellie chooses to ignore.

"You wanna hear a joke?" She offers. When you don't rely, she pulls out her book of jokes, reading one off to you. "How many tickles does it take to make ab octopus laugh?"

"10 tickles." Joel answers from behind you. You laugh as Ellie gawks at Joel's smug face.

"Aw fuck you!" She declares with a smile.

"It was a pretty basic joke; I've heard it before." You reveal, Ellie groaning while flipping through her book, your smile never leaving your face.

"Okay, okay, here's one." She pauses before continuing, "Why are snails bad at racing?" No one answers. "They're sluggish." She pauses, waiting for either of you to laugh.

"Aren't slugs and snail's different animals though?" You question.

"Ugh (Y/N), you're ruining the joke." You chuckle at her behavior.

"Sorry, sorry." You put your hands up in mock defense.

"It was a bad joke though." Joel adds, Ellie giving him a joking punch.

"Don't side with them, with was awesome." Ellie snickers, walking by Joel's side, content.

A loud crack causes you to stop though. You pause, Joel grabbing you and pulling you behind him. Joel swings his gun off his shoulder, pointing in towards the noise, Ellie already unsheathing her switchblade.

None says anything as the footsteps get louder and louder. Neither Joel's nor Ellie's stance falters, keeping you blocked from the general direction of the strange sound.

The noise keeps getting louder as your heartbeat quickens, finally stopping once the noise ends right in front of Joel and Ellie. It was a skinny man, arm bloody and leg slightly twisted. Joel couldn't tell if he's been bit, but that didn't matter. He kept his gun pointed at the man's face.

"Please." The man begged, small droplets of blood falling from his mouth. "I haven't been bitten. Please, I just need help." Joel doesn't say anything, nor does Ellie. You try to move from behind Joel's back, being forced back by Joel when you attempt to do so.

The man takes a small step forward, a trail of blood following him. Joel points his gun closer, so it's almost touching him while Ellie's grip on her knife tightened. "We don't have anything for you." His gaze held no emotion, no remorse for the man suffering in front of him. The man let go of his arm, raising it slowly to reach forward.

"Please..." He couldn't continue before there was a bullet between his eyes. You screamed at the sound of the gun, Ellie embracing you as you cried, her knifes dropping to the floor. You look over at the man, blood now surrounding him. Joel uses the front of his gun to shove him, confirming that he is dead. He looks down at his clothes, now slightly covered in blood, then at you, who is cowering on the ground, embraced by Ellie who is attempting to calm you. Joel crouches down to block your sight of the man, taking your face in his hands.

"Hey, everything's fine." Your eyes were shot wide, staring deeply into Joels face. Almost on instinct, you try to look back at the dead man, Joel straightening your head to focus on him. "Don't look at him." He breaths out, shaking slightly.

Joel pushes his head into his chest, picking you up and carrying you past the man, Ellie picking her knife back up and following suit. Once far enough away, Joel places you down and wipes the tears from your face. He takes both of your hands and holds them in this own, looking at you with so much intensity it scares you.

"You're safe. He's not going to hurt you." He wraps you up in another hug. Holding you tight, Ellie attaching herself to your back.

It's not other people that scare you.

A/N: Hope you enjoy.

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Ford and lil Stan

(вперые за долгое время появилось желание порисовать в диджитал арте после того, как пересматрела гравити фолз)

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CANNON HUMAN FORD??

Credits ;

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been comparing TOTS!Mystery Shack to the current one...

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do you have any tips/a tutorial i missed for drawing the stans' torsos and limbs? it might be random, i just struggle with it fsr 😭

honestly so much more proud of my art after finding your other tutorials thank you so much for making them and such good art

Sorry it took me a bit to answer! In all honesty, I still struggle a bit but hopefully I can help.

Think of Ford having a more angular and sharp torso type and Stan having a more rounded one. Kinda of like a flour sack that’s cinched in the middle.

It’s easy to imagine the limbs as tubes connected to circles. Hands are square in a sense.

It all starts as basic shapes and then adding details as you go. I know it’s not as detailed as I could have made it but I’m hoping this helps in some way! ;w;

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Monster Falls,,, save me Monster Falls