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Sentient Mystery Shack, who is really biased towards Stan, so when Ford tells Stan he has to give it back after the summer it’s on sight.

Ford keeps tripping over nothing, nothing is where it's supposed to be and somehow he keeps running into closets when he tries to go outside.

But the worst part, the WORST part is that Ford's lightbulb just won't. Work. No matter what he does it keeps flickering and exploding.

Ford is spiraling. 

There is no reason why it shoudln’t work. All his trial runs work perfectly. He’s already checked the Shacks wiring three times and relearned this dimensions science from the ground up. 

Nothing works.

The Rift? Bill? The impending apocalypse? Eating? Sleep? Who cares about that. 

WHY. WONT. THE. LIGHTBULB. WORK???

It doesn’t help that Stan keeps laughing at him.

“Then you do it!” Ford eventually snaps at Stan.

Stan shrugs and with a little song under his breath screws his own lightbulb in. It works perfectly.

Stanford screams.

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Too many people completely discredit Fidds’s feelings towards Emma-May because of how painfully gay Fidds acts towards Ford but please: imagine a beautiful world with me…

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gravity falls au where both stan and ford end up in their teenage bodies, before the project broke.

they do not know the other has also time travelled. they are both trying to pretend to be so normal.

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I am allergic to happiness!..

I really am! don't test me

"Yeeshh.. nah bro he's dead"

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They just got done sparring

This AU has taken over my mind I’m gonna go insane

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Poster redraw!

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Oh god....dont ever let me look at my year old drawings i might end my own life. Half life sat me down and told me to lock tf in

Unironically tho im really REALLY happy to see the difference in my old art vs now. I wanted to be confident in my lines and have a flow in my style and here i am!!!

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"Jimmy slowly poking his head into another WIP"

My man Jimmy is out here dimension hopping to win the hearts of all the Stans :D

And this is why I love leaving my writing to rest a bit before going further.

I slept on Jimmy's bit that I came yesterday and that felt suspicious to me. Now I threw out some unnecessary middle connections, which allowed to change a setting a bit, which in turn probably made everything even more hilariously absurd... Sorry for teasing, but I still have to add the resulting scene and I need some research on technical details on that (i mean I know how to do that in theory, but I'd like to refresh my knowledge)

(some more rambling under)

Just like that I also need to change a sequence on other Jimmy's bit. So far what's going there seems too sudden and better be left to half-a-scene later. Thought of it in the morning, but that way it's gonna be even better. More ironic.

And... As I'm rambling about Jimmy's bits. I have another. That I need definitely to dial down. Thought about it for some days and definitely need to reshape it more into "hints" zone.

And... How curious! Now Jimmy is slowly poking his head into another slow-working WIP where he wasn't even supposed to be. Where I don't even have ideas where to put him plot-wise and at how grand scale.

(if you dare to try and guess which is which I won't stop you. Probably would even confirm it one way or another)

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ford finds out what stan did while using his name:

this is my first fancomic i hope yall like it!! thank you for the support on my previous posts <3

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the baby

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It is 3.30-something in the morning, dawn of the last day of my vacation, my hand is back to square one but this thing is finally done. Enjoy!

(Do not repost here or onto any other website, reblogging is encouraged!)

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Do you, by chance, have any more ideas about Sentient Mystery Shack that Loves Stan and Hates Ford? It's ok if you don't, just wondering

Context

Now, now, hate is such a strong word.

The Shack doesn’t hate Ford.

The Shack is…defending its territory. Ford is an intruder who wants to get rid of Stan, so the Shack will drive Ford out first.

Ford has NO right to kick Stan out or close the shop. The only one who gets to decide that is the Shack itself...or Stan. But the Shack has decided a long time ago that Stan is part of the Shack whether he knows it or not.

It’s really a shame the Shack can’t just throw Ford down the stairs, break his neck and call it a day. Stan would be sad again and all work the Shack put into making him feel better would be wasted.

The Shack didn’t want to hate Ford.

It was looking forward to Ford finally coming back and making its Stan light up again. Ford was supposed to FIX Stan. Not the lightbulbs.

The Shack can take care of the lightbulbs itself! Or it can get Soos or Stan to do it. Who does the intruder think he is to maje Stan feel small and vulnerable again!?

Just one hit, a couple of words and the darkness that finally stopped gnawing at Stan's soul with the kids around came back with full force.

To answer your question, I haven’t really thought much about what else the Shack could do to annoy Ford out of the house and punish him.

But I love the thought of Ford being constantly minor-inconvenienced to the point of insanity.

The shower is always either too hot or too cold, he keeps tripping over the same damn steps, and there is a noise from somewhere that only he seems to be bothered by. 

Is it mice? Ghosts? Gnomes?

Whatever it is, it just. Won't. Stop. And Ford can’t find the source. 

Time for Ford to go all scifi exterminator and for the rest of the gang to stop him from destroying the Shack. The walls not shutting up is not an excuse to try out your newest plasma canon, Stanford. There are children living here! 

The shack is honestly a little bit disappointed. It was so ready to throw hands wooden beams with Ford.

Poor Ford. The only explanation for everything would be that the Shack really wants him gone. But that’s not right. This is his house. Stan is the intruder! He’s the one who messed everything up and he even put the house in danger by rebuilding the portal.

The house should be grateful he’s putting an end to this disgraceful tourist trap business!

There is a beautiful period between Weirdmaggeddon and the reopening of the Mystery Shack in which Ford and the Shack exist next to each other without any murder attempts pranks.

And then Ford asks Stan to leave with him.

And Stan agrees.

And the Shack is heartbroken furious

How DARE this man thinks he has any right to steal Stan for himself now, after all this time? After he hurt the Shack's person so much?!

No! Jail for Ford. Jail for Ford for a thousand years!

 If Ford stays so will Stan.

So the Shack puts Ford under housearrest.

Ford is stuck. No doors open to the outside...no windows either. Even digging a tunnel leads to no results. He always ends up looping around to where he started.

With Bill defeated, his relationship with Stan restored and 40 years of guilt and regrets to make up for, Ford finally allows himself to understand.

Ford looks at the ceiling. It seems far lower than it used to be and was the room always this small? If Ford didn’t know better he’d assume they made some mistakes rebuilding the Shack, but this situation is much more interesting than that.

“I know you’re mad at me and I can’t blame you. I’m mad at myself as well. But this isn’t the answer.”

Ford slowly turns around as the walls keep moving closer.

“If you keep Stan here you’ll be no better than me.”

The ground starts to creak and shake in indignation

“You’ll shatter his dream. Just like I did.”

The room dims.

Ford pets the walls that are now only inches away.

“Don’t take it away from him just to keep him safe.”

Ford blinks and the room is back to normal. Or as normal as it can get in Gravity Falls.

The lightbulb above Ford flickers and a door creaks open. 

A sign of defeat.

Ford grins and pulls out his notebook.

“In fact I have a much better idea, but first you need to tell me a few things about yourself…”

The next day there is a wall mysteriously missing from the shack and the Stan o’ War 2 gained a few improvements.

The “Shack” o’ War keeps bullying Ford even out at sea but this time it’s a sign of affection…or so Stan tells Ford.

Ford is not so sure about it. Especially not when he knocks his head on the door frame for the third in a row, but hearing Stan's laughter might be worth the humiliation.

A lightbulb explodes above Ford’s head.

Nevermind. 

He’s going to kill the Shack.

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Ring-Around The Pine Tree (or Lumberjack Stan AU)

Synopsis: Stanford Pines moves to Gravity Falls after graduation. The sleepy Oregon town has a spark of unexplained supernatural weirdness that the scientist can not ignore. He will finally get to study and research the things Ford could only dream of before. Now, it is his reality.

Only now, as he gets accustomed to the new place, does he realize how odd the townsfolk look at him. He tries not to think too much about it. But when the person he bumps into the person he had least expected, the questions only turn up tenfold.

Surprise!! The fic drawings I've been hitting at for the last little bit. I might grow to regret posting these—since I'm not even close to finishing the fic yet. But I can't wait any longer!

(Fic is still only being posted when I'm done with it)

The first drawing was me just doodling one day, I kept fixating on this image of Stan with an axe, so I drew it! You can say it was the catalyst for everything else. The other two I'm from scenes in the fic (the supermarket and parking lot ones are chapters that have already been written. The forest one hasn't). I can't really talk much about it anything since it could be very spoiler-y.

But I hope you like the latest crumbs for this au/fic!!

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He Used To Be so Bright, Then Life Stole It.

If you squint, you'll see something that alludes to the fic I'm writing. (Which finally has a name, it's: "Ring Around the Pine Tree." Might change it when I ended up posting it, but this is the name I like for now).

I thought of this idea late yesterday night whilst procrastinating writing said fic(still writing Chapter 2, smh(it's like 5k words so far compared to other chapters mere 1k combined)). And I kept thinking about a certain sentence I wrote, then I spiraled. Drew all the sketches the same night, did all the line art upon waking up, and then spent like 4-5 hours colouring and shading them all in ONE SITTING. Without moving from where I was sitting the whole time. I almost postponed the last one for tomorrow because I really wasn't feeling colouring Ford, but then the dark part of my brain was like "what it's just one more and then you're done the whole thing! Then you can do other stuff tomorrow without having one more unfinished drawing sitting around."

So I blacked out, and he was done. The frustrating part was saving all the pngs because I'm insane and did this all on one canva, meaning I kept forgetting to both turn on certain layers as well as turn others off. (I had to resave certain ones multiple times, it was a NIGHTMARE).

The full images because I worked too hard on them for them to be seen for just a second:

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THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE FIC IS OUT!!! Chapters will probably be super slow, but it's now tangible for your peepers to read now:))

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MORE. !!!!!