#researcher ford

[berrybanana-arts]

Inspired by this post I reblogged the other day! I’ve not drawn Fiddleford before but this was fun!

Sorry, there mayyyyy be a lack of art for a little while! Not sure if anyone saw but the eager eyed amongst you who checked out our Carrd mayyy have noticed that I and @mysteryhackin released an interest check for a zine we’re working on! ;)))) (@gf-seasons-zine for anyone who doesn’t know what I’m talking about! Please fill out our interest check and reblog if you haven’t already!)

All of my spare art time is currently going on graphics and planning the budget so we can deliver you the best zine ever! <3

Thank you VERY much to those who nominated me as an artist though! I was super touched 🥺💕

-Berry

[scp-researcher-ford]

…

thank you for that, wilhelm

[WILHELM is..]

[...okay, they have no idea where they are. theyre ASSUMING theyre in Nevada? TRICKSTER should be somewhere in Nevada since. yknow. MYSTERY said he may be here.]

[they just have to look. now, where on earth could he be kept at..?]

[ @ivxliwh ]

[The place he's kept in is in what can only be described as the middle of nowhere. A lone building along a long stretch of road. The odds of Wilhelm actually spotting it and checking it out is low, but...]

[It looks like if a motel went out of business and was repurposed into a house, so the key card readers don't feel terribly out of place. There's windows, but one section seems to have had them removed, and even has a segment of wall replaced with solid steel where there's broken drywall on the ground just outside.]

[... But that's only one building to be found in miles and miles of land with many other houses and buildings and cities to check.]

[slowlyvaliantmoon]

new current emotion

[melooooo17]

Stuff I made!! Refs/bases further down

Robbie is so cooked man

Mfers when they make a deal with the wrong demon

My ocs are very normal

[scp-researcher-ford]

heyy, it's me again. sooo, i assume i could just open a portal and come right over for that voluntary testing?

-tt

Greetings again, Bill.

You can definitely come over whenever.

[melodramaticwolf-art]

Fanart of the fic "My Own Two Hands" by thatisnotokay on AO3!

@/hopelesslydimwitted on tumblr! Link!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59816422/chapters/152581276 This fic flung me against a wall multiple times. I rarely get emotional during fic readings, but this one was one of those that made me teary eyed. I think it may be because I love any AU with a kid Stan stuck with an adult Stan in one way or another. Highly recommend this fic, even if that AU trope isn't your favorite. The emotions are so wonderfully written.

Close ups under the cut! Please do not repost anywhere. Reblogs and likes are okay!

[spleenthecat]

think someone should do a wellness check on him?

..nahh. he’s fine.

[skeletboi]

Intridimensional AU Part 30! Kind of.

It's less of a part, and more of a canonically-au-accurate shit post and a lore drop all at once. You're welcome!

Part 29.5: Actually accurate shit post:

Part 30: Lore Drop! The Intridimensional Universe's Cipher Zodiac:

What do you mean this AU has a zodiac?!

This AU started as a silly thing in my brain, and now it has a goddamn storyline?! Ridiculous.

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I know I uploaded part 29 a few hours ago, but I work the next 6 days in a row, and then my siblings are visiting me this weekend, then I work another 6 days in a row. So I figured it was better to upload this sooner than later.

Also, if you're wondering, the zodiac doesn't become relevant for a while yet, I just wanted to upload it because I finally decided who all would be in it, and who wouldn't. So have fun with that!

Oh! And I know Fidds is taller, but just ignore that. It's for the lols.

[badlyblurry]

ford doing nerd stuff

Local man almost drowns in lake; refuses to be rescued after discovering “small humanoid aquatic skulls.”

This one took me a while because I couldn't think of anything till now :,)

[tsunamiholmes]

I'm curious, Have you ever dressed up as a 'Gravity Falls' character for Halloween or a cosplay event?

I have! I've actually cosplayed quite a few Gravity Falls characters.

My sister and I dressed up like Dipper and Mabel once. (I'm Dipper, she's Mabel!)

I cosplayed Wendy at Rose City Comic Con.

And during the lockdown I threw together a Research Ford cosplay from stuff I already owned!

So yeah!! I've cosplayed quite a few GF characters!

[berrybanana-arts]

“We were friends, once. Partners, even.”

A young Ford looking fondly at his Muse! I do love a bit of dramatic irony and Ford’s journal pages about Bill are FULL of it.

[scp-researcher-ford]

*He is more than happy to return to sitting in his corner pretending his kidnapper, I mean best friend of forty years who he lives in a shack in the woods with of course, doesn’t exist*

>"frend how you feeling today other than dealing with the doctors?"<

- 🦊

[It would be a while before he woke up again, but...]

TT: oh! mystery! good news!

TT: ford is back!!!

[slowlyvaliantmoon]

maybe they just need to go outside and play in the snow.

maybe I need them to.

Background picture taken by me a couple weeks ago when it snowed :). I saw the woods and it reminded me of a certain Gravity Falls in 1982, and made me think of a certain two Stans who could've bared to have some fun in that snow instead.

I won't lie, this piece by fexiled for whatwouldteslado was in the back of my mind as I came up with this.

[scp-researcher-ford]

[He appears nearby covered in drywall from bursting through a wall somewhere.]

heyyyyy i'm here for ford! :)

-tt

*The hallway he appears in is currently empty, but there are alarms going off all around and a lot of running footsteps rapidly approaching his location*

[bewildred-grimsley]

Part of a WIP that I'm excited about...

[skeletboi]

Part 18 of the Intridimensional Au!

TW FOR BLOOD!

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Fiddleford watched as the portal closed in front of him, and could swear he felt his heart stop.

“So nice of you to visit, Fordsy! Although, I would have preferred if you had actually followed my directions and opened the portal for me.” Bill said from somewhere behind him. “At least you kept it up and running. It'll be easy to find another pawn to open it for me now that it's complete!”

Fiddleford looked back towards the voice and instantly regretted it. There, sitting on a floating throne in the middle of what looked like some sort of asteroid field, was the one-eyed triangle being from the tapestries hanging around Ford's study.

“A pawn… Bill- I thought-” Ford started to say, but was cut off by Bill's laughter.

“Don't get me wrong, Fordsy, I do like you much more than the other human pawns I've used over the centuries! Although, I am upset that you didn't listen to me when I told you to keep Lesser Twin away from the portal! We could have ruled the galaxy together, Fordsy!” Bill said, his eye narrowed in anger, but his voice cheerful as ever.

“I- I didn't want that, Bill. I just wanted to further my research!” Ford said, hurt and fear evident in the shakiness of his voice. “I never wanted to hurt anyone!”

“HAH! Keep lying to yourself, Ford! I've been in your brain! I know what you want!” Bill responded, seeming genuinely delighted.

“Inside your brain?!” Fiddleford said, then clamped his hands over his mouth as Bill turned to him.

“Example A!” Bill said, his arm elongating to reach Fiddleford without ever leaving his throne. “Fiddlesticks here!” He said, dangling Fiddleford by his arm like a ragdoll. “You’re always thinking about how much you care about him, but you didn't even flinch when he told you he replaced part of his arm with a machine after he broke it on an adventure with you!”

“He did what?!” Stan said, finally speaking up. “Ford, what the fuck?!”

“I- that- that wasn't up to me! I was just interested in the mechanics! Of course I cared about him being hurt!” Ford said, looking frantically between Bill, Fiddleford, and Stan.

“Right, hah! You don't have to lie to me, Sixer. You and I are the same- we care about what people can do for us, not what we can do for them! Isn't that why you left him after college and waited until you needed him again to call?!”

“NO! No! I was just distracted with my research!” Ford yelled.

“I always thought he was pointless, anyway!” Bill said, holding Fiddleford up in front of his eye. “You definitely don't need him now! But don't worry, I can get rid of him for us!” Bill said, then squeezed his fingers together, crushing Fiddleford's arm.

Fiddleford screamed as he heard metal crunch and bones crack.

“FIDDLEFORD!” Stan and Ford both screamed behind him, but he could barely hear them over the blood rushing in his ears. He watched as his lab coat turned red with blood and his vision blurred at the edges.

“Whoops! Broke your toy!” Bill laughed, carelessly tossing Fiddleford towards the twins. “That's what happens wheN YOU BREAK MINE!” He said, his voice distorting and growing louder as he spoke.

Fiddleford crashed into Ford, sending them both flying a hundred yards from where Stan was floating.

“NOW I GET TO BREAK THIS ONE, TOO!” Bill screamed, as he turned from yellow to red and tripled in size.

He reached a hand towards Stan, but Stan just barely dodged him.

“DON'T YOU TOY WITH ME, LESSER TWIN!” Bill yelled. “SIXER SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU IN THE WOMB!”

Fiddleford and Ford watched in horror as Bill caught Stan by his good leg, holding him up in front of his eye like a fish dangling on a line.

“Fuck you, you geometric asshole!” Stan yelled, then grabbed his knife from his peg leg and jammed it as hard as he could into Bill's eye.

“Not the eye!” Bill screamed, letting go of Stan as he covered his face with his hands.

Stan used the distraction to get away, kicking off a piece of asteroid and making it, unharmed, to Ford and Fiddleford's side.

“Stan- I- I didn't know-” Ford stuttered, his arms wrapped around an unconscious and bloody Fiddleford.

“Not now, Sixer, we have to get out of here!” Stan said, glancing back at Bill.

Ford nodded and looked around. “The larger asteroids. We can hide in there for now.”

“Good plan, but let me carry Fidds.” Stan replied, holding out his arms.

Ford nodded again and passed Fiddleford over to Stan. “Now let's get out of here.”

They took off, jumping off of smaller rocks to make it to the main field in the distance.

“Here!” Ford whisper-shouted when he spotted a cave within one of the asteroids.

Stan followed after him and breathed a sigh of relief as he set foot on the solid ground. Ford glanced around as Stan carefully set Fiddleford down.

“This looks like it goes pretty deep, but we should be fine here for a bit.” Ford said, kneeling down next to Stan to get a better look at Fiddleford.

Stan nodded as he took out his knife and started to cut the sleeve of Fiddleford's shirt. He grimaced at the mass of gore that used to be Fiddleford's arm.

“There is not much left to work with, and I'm sure he'll wake up soon. We might have to…” Stan couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence.

“Amputate.” Ford finished for him.

Stan nodded.

“I'll do it. This is my fault, afterall. He may never forgive me, but at least I can help here.” Ford said quietly, taking the knife from Stan.

“You got conned, Ford. He'll forgive you.” Stan replied quietly.

Ford smiled weakly at Stan, turned to Fiddleford, and held up the knife.

“Woah there, stranger!” Someone said from further in the cave.

They both jumped and looked into the darkness as a hooded figure emerged.

“Don't worry, I am a refugee, too, but I have a better tool for that.” The figure said.

“A refugee?” Ford asked.

“In the Nightmare Realm. You're from another dimension, yes? We have been hiding from the Euclidean, too.” They said.

“Euc-a-what-now?” Stan asked.

“Bill. The Euclidean. We could hear him speak to you, and we can help. We should help your friend there, first, though.” They explained.

Stan and Ford glanced at each other then back at the hooded figure, and nodded.

The figure approached and pulled a knife from under their cloak. They knelt down on the other side of Fiddleford and hit a button on the knife that made it hum and glow a bright purple.

“It's a plasma knife.” The figure said. “It will cut and cauterize at the same time, but hold them down- I wouldn't want them to move and cut more than necessary.”

Stan and Ford nodded and held Fiddleford down.

“I'm sorry, Fidds.” Ford mumbled as the figure lowered the knife.

“On three.” they said. “One, two, three.”

The knife hissed and burned as it cut clean through flesh and bone. Fiddleford's eyes shot open and he screamed, looking up at Ford as he tried to pull away from the pain.

“I'm so sorry, Fiddleford.” Ford said again, tears streaming down his face as he let up on his grip so Fiddleford could move.

“It's done.” The figure said.

Fiddleford looked over at the figure and screamed again, shooting up and backing away until his back was flush against Ford’s chest.

“It's okay, Fidds. They were helping us.” Ford said, wrapping his arms around Fiddleford to try and calm him down.

Ford felt Fiddleford relax at his touch, but it only lasted a second before he realized his arm was missing.

“What in the fiddle-hoppin’ heck did y'all do?!” He screeched.

“Fidds, we had no choice- Bill crushed your arm.” Stan said.

“He-” Fiddleford said, then his breath hitched, and didn't stop. He started to hyperventilate and Ford held him tighter.

“I'm so sorry, Fidds. I'll fix this.” he mumbled into Fiddleford's hair. “I'll stop him, and I'll fix this. I- I- I'll kill Bill. He won't win.”

“We'll kill him.” Stan said, placing a hand on Fiddleford's leg.

Fiddleford’s breathing started to slow as he dug his fingers into the arm Ford had around him.

“I'm going to need an arm.” he said quietly between breaths.

“We can help.” The cloaked figure said. “Come. We can give you what you need to start your journey.”

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This is not written well. Ignore that.

Might do more badly drawn comics from here on out since it's less serious plot, but there will definitely still be more written chapters.

I start my new job in like... 10 minutes... so expect less frequent updates. But there will be updates!

Also I know Fiddleford got over that panic attack hella fast... but he gets a bit more ooc from here on out because he realizes the only way to save the dimension his son still resides in is to fight back, and he knows he can help.

Anyways. Enjoy, I guess!