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This may or may not be a hint to the future of my AU... I'm sorry I had to post it. It looks to slay

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D11BTwins, also I'm trying out animation now yippie :D

MOMMMMMM!! STANLEY TOOK MY GUN AND WONR GIVE IT BACKK!!!>:(

- @sixfingrs

....I'm sorry??? Steal it back, I taught you better.

Into the Trees (with empty hands) (17980 words) by Acewithapaintbrush Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Gravity Falls

In which Stanley finally finds out what is up with all those feathers. And is not amused.

I've seen a lot of Friends-to-Lovers and Old Rekindled Love in Fiddauthor spaces, but like. Has anyone considered Academic-Rivals-Who-Are-Roommates-To-Friends-To-Distant-Besties-To-Reunited-Friends-Who-Are-Lab-Partners-To-Betrayed-Strangers-To-Rekindled-Old-Lovers?

They're rivals forced to share a close space with one another, which slowly makes them get to know each other and they become friends with what they don't recognize as attraction (queerplatonic or romantic or a secret third thing, what-fucking-ever it is) until after they're in that Distant Besties stage. They know each other like the back of their hands, maybe even had some sort of fumblings together in college that they didn't know how to name. But they think "oh, it's been a while, and the other would never feel the same, surely, he's busy with his research/he has a wife and a family now". BUT THEN, but then Ford calls up Fiddleford and of course he drops what he's doin', they're friends and they've missed each other. They reunite. They get to know each other allll over again, and they pick up where they left off as if no time has passed at all. Except time has passed, so it's like learning about the changes in trees through the seasons: it's the same trees you've always known but a little different here and there from all they've been through. They grow close again, and maintain this sort of professional-ish friends relationship that may or may not kinda dip back into whatever they were questioning about themselves back in college. Old habits die hard, and stubborn people die harder. Lines between friends and partners blur, and guess what bitch, there's this nebulous situationship they get themselves into Pre-Bill Cipher that's not exactly platonic but it ain't exactly romantic either, it's just Them. BUT THEN BILL HAPPENS. Bill happens and Ford slowly distant himself again and it gets really fucking bad, god and the portal incident and Ford won't believe his "muse" is really all that evil bc HUBRIS and TOXIC TRIANGE BITCH, yada yada, shit goes downhill real fast. They fuck each up, what, with Ford basically having another situationship with a dream demon and Fidds using his memory gun (addiction analogy, basically) on Ford without his consent. Yeah.

THAT'S WHEN THE BETRAYED STRANGERS STAGE STARTS, MOTHERFUCKERS. Because now, shit's hit the fan, Fiddleford leaves, they both feel betrayed in their own right for their own reasons, and that situationship technically unofficially breaks off and leaves them feeling oddly lonely and hurt as all hell. Bill's true intentions are revealed at some point or whatever. Bill takes this chance to further fuck up Ford (because of course he fucking does), and Fidds gets beyond addicted to the memory gun and uh the divorce and not seeing his kid for the longest time as he slowly and surely loses his sanity and mind. Paranoid Ford takes a front seat to a play I like to call "Being the Narrative's Favorite is Bad for Me", and he kinda loses touch with reality a little bit. and then the entire thing with Stan showing up worse for wear and being accidentally shoved into the portal.

Skip, like, thirty years, he's back, Bill is finally defeated and now may Ford can finally rest after decades of being in paranoid survival, Stan gets his memory back slowly as he recovers, Ford meets his family, his niblings, Soos, Wendy, that weird Robbie kid I guess. And then he reunites, again, with Old Man McGucket, aka: Fiddleford. And Christ alive, the GUILT between the two of them is enough to fuel a fleet of airplanes ten times over. AND THEN IT'S THE REKINDLED OLD LOVERS STAGE, BABY. They get the chance to start over, they're too old for regrets and all they've done, they work on forgiving each other and healing to some degree of betterment, and YES they finally finally spend time working on whatever this not-platonic-not-romantic-secret-third-thing shit is between them.

They get to be happy, after everything, and that's the way they die at the end of their lives: with each other, in peace.

Stanley finds himself in an underground boxing match, he's doing pretty well despite being one of the youngest, so much so that he is invited to a different kind of fighting match.

He's told that it's one where any type of fighting is allowed and his curiosity is piqued... but as he makes it to the round 'Vale Tudo' and his opponent waves to a friend close by who throws him a knife, Stan realises he's in more than he bargained for

The fight doesn't end until one of them is down...and Stan withdraws as soon as he realises he can't make it...Only the fight doesn't stop. No, he realises, it only stops when one's hearts does.

"You or him" he hears his Pa telling him like the very first boxing match "and if it's you I swear I'm going to make you regret it"

Before Stan knows it his arm is being raised victorious and despite the crowds excitement his ears won't stop ringing. For the first time he realises: it's a dog-eat-dog world

Here's some sketches from my latest fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64049332?view_adult=true

Also, the cross-dressing Stan design belongs to @scurvyboy with that build a bear sketch, it was just so perfect, no notes, I can't beat perfection

Before the Mystery Shack

Design by:

Ian Worrel, Sun Jae Lee, Alex Chechik, Janine Chang, 

Paint by: Jeffrey Thompson, Matthias Bauer, Samantha Kallis

Art Directed by Ian Worrel

I've been working on this for a few week & finally finished~☆!!

I love them so much~♡!!

I can certainly try! Sorry they’re just sketches but this got really long and its been a few hours since you sent this ask! Hope you’re still awake by now