#Probably just Dipper and Mabel wanting to show this game to Stan- due to it's name-

[gracefireheart]

Whoops, wrong Stanley

I know I'm not the first one that have thought about Gravity Falls x the Stanley Parable, but I wanted to draw something too 💃 Also, I think the banter between Stanley and the Narrator would be fun.

[nataliedanovelist]

GF - Timestuck AU: The Power of Mabel ch.2

While fighting over a time machine so one twin can win a pig or the other can win the heart of a girl, Mabel is left stranded in a snowy forest with no time machine and no brother. Oops.

The BEAUTIFUL art pieces were done by @clownwry and @elishevart ! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! 😭❤️💋

ch.1 - ch.3

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Ford was way more nervous than he was letting on.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

Ford would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy Mabel’s company, but she was practically a stranger, and keeping a random girl in his house that was located in the middle of the woods was fishy and Ford couldn’t help but feel like it was illegal. But he couldn’t leave her out in the snow and send her on her way to find her home and family, so he decided to keep her warm or healthy, simply because it was the right thing to do.

But then she said she had no parents to call. Only a brother, who was lost, too. Ford can remember the old rule: If you’re lost, stay where you are until you are found. So he then decided that she could stay here until her brother found her, which should be by morning at the latest.

Still, he felt uneasy, so once Mabel was settled in front of the TV, Ford excused himself and went into the kitchen to make a phone call. There was only one man who would have better judgement in this situation than him.

The phone rang a few times. Ford checked his watch to make sure it was a reasonable time to call. It wasn’t Sunday, was it? But then the ringing stopped. “Howdy! This here Fiddleford McGucket.”

“Hey there, buddy.” Ford smiled to himself at hearing that cheerful voice. “How have you been?”

“Stanford Pines! Good t’hear from ya!” Fiddleford cheered. “M’just fine, just fine! How are ya?! Ya haven’t gotten eaten by monsters yet, have ya?” He laughed, making his old friend chuckle along.

“No no, I’m alright.” Ford almost brought up the reason he called, but then he remembered something very important to Fiddleford. “How are Emma-May and Tater?”

“OH! They’re doin’ great! We’re all very happy n’ doin’ well! Ya won’t believe how big Tate’s gotten since ya last saw him! He’s already crawlin’!”

“Wow, that's great to hear.” Ford sat in a chair at the kitchen table. “Has he said his first words yet?”

“No, not quite. Actually, he’s extremely quiet. Not a lot of baby-babble.” Fiddleford chuckled. “The doctor says that’s perfectly normal. Tate’s so smart, he’s reachin’ for specific colors n’ such, n’ ya can tell he’s thinkin’ a lot n’ knows what’s goin’ on, he just got nothin’ t’say.”

“I was very shy when I was young.” Ford commented casually. He didn't feel like mentioning why. “If Tate is anything like either of his parents he’s very intelligent.”

“Oh, he’s so much like both of us it’s scary. Ya know Emma-May, so clever n’ quiet n’ such. Tate’s got all that. But he already looks so much like me! But he’s got his mama’s hair! N’ Santy Claus brought ‘im this fun little fishin’ game where ya fish for plastic fish with a pole with a magnet on it, n’ he loves it! I can’t wait to take ‘im fishin’ when he’s big enough! Ya really outta give yourself a break n’ come down for a visit, he’d move to see his Uncle Ford again.”

Ford’s face felt hot. “Perhaps. Spring is when a lot of anomalies are active and breeding, so i would prefer not to miss that, but maybe I could visit for a weekend before that…”

“Well, no pressure, I won’t assume anythang until ya tell me to, just know there’s always a bed for ya here.”

“Thank you, Fiddleford. The same for you and your family. The clean air will do everyone some good.”

“Oh, I’m sure.” Fiddleford sighed happily and perked up. “So! Whatcha callin’ for? Not that I’m not happy just t’chat, but ya never call.”

Ford laughed and shrugged to himself. “I suppose I don’t. I’m sorry.”

“No need t’be sorry, Stanford, just wanna know what’s up.”

“Well, I was hoping to get your advice on something.”

“Shoot.”

“Um… well…” Ford rubbed the back of his neck, unsure how to tell him this. “I heard some unusual sounds outside today…”

“What kind of unusual sounds?”

“Cracks, like lightning. And some faint yelling.” Ford answered. “I thought it might be a tree branch or a new anomaly to catalogue, but when I opened the door a young girl was standing there in the snow with no coat.”

“Heavens! Is she alright?!”

“She’s okay, no frostbite. She was cold, but after sitting by the fire, drinking some hot chocolate, and changing into some dry clothes, she’s okay now.”

“Well, good.”

“So of course I brought her in. I tried to call her parents, she probably got lost playing…”

“Sure.”

“... but she says she doesn’t have any parents.”

“Oh.” Fiddleford sighed. “Oh. Now, wait, are ya sure she didn’t just say that so ya wouldn’t call?”

Ford chuckled and said, “I first thought that too, but she looked too sad to be lying.”

“Okay, I see. Does she got somebody ya can call?”

“She says she has a brother, but he was out there, too. So he is probably out there looking for her and therefore nowhere near a phone.”

“Fair enough, okay. So, I reckon y’all are waitin’ for him t’come ‘round.”

“Yup.”

“Well sounds to me like you’ve handled this all pretty well.” Fiddleford said confidently.

“You think so?” Ford asked. “I can’t help but feel like I’m doing something wrong. Like I’m missing something. Am I doing something wrong?”

“Nonsense, buddy, you’re doin’ great.” Fiddleford assured. “Look here, ya can’t just leave a young gurl out in the snow t’try t’find her way home...”

“I agree.”

“... so ya really got one option n’ that’s t’keep an eye on her n’ let her in as a guest. N’ ya tried t’call, but nothin’. The best thang ya can do right now is be there for this lil’lady n’ just be kind t’her. N’ if nobody comes for her by mornin’, why don’t ya go into town n’ see if anybody knows her, then they can help y’all out.”

Ford nodded, then remembered that his best friend couldn’t see it, so he said, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“You’re welcome. N’ hey, are ya okay?” He asked seriously.

“Yes, yes I’m okay. I just want to make sure I do this right.”

“O’course. I understand. Ya want me t’come down there n’ give a hand?”

“No, that’s not necessary. I’m sure Mabel will find her brother in the morning.”

“Mabel, huh? Well, if y’all don’t, please call me. N’ even if ya do find her brother, call me. Keep me updated.”

“I will. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“Anytime, Stanford.”

~~~~~~~~~~

When Mr. Ford gave Mabel the remote for the old TV and went into the kitchen, she decided to use her awesome detective skills to figure out what year it was. If it was before Grunkle Stan lived here and opened the Mystery Shack, she must be pretty far back in time. But she had no way of knowing if it was 1999 or 2005 or the 50s.

The TV was old, but so was Grunkle Stan’s in her time. So Mr. Ford could have had this TV for a long time and didn’t want to replace it. 

Okay, so when was the TV made? Mabel didn’t know. Dipper would have known.

Okay, Grunkle Stan mentioned watching TV when he was a kid once or twice. So at least Mabel was when Stan was a kid, okay. 

Mabel turned the TV on and it was in color. Okay, so she wasn’t too far back in time. But the TV was playing a commercial for clear skin. The picture was gritty and all the people in it had puffy hair and long socks and oh my god was that woman wearing legwarmers?! Mabel grinned at seeing her favorite fashion on TV, but then her face dropped. When was she?

She tapped her chin and tried to think of how to know the date without being suspicious. She could ask Mr. Ford, but that might be suspicious. Mabel decided to start flicking through channels to try to guess what year she was in based on what was airing. A lot of shows were about cowboys, space, or game shows. Huh. Okay.

All the TV shows were definitely older. Nothing her dad would watch from when he was a kid, so if Mabel had to guess by everyone’s crazy air, the cheesy TV shows, and the music occasionally playing, she was in the 70s.

Huh. Okay. But she needed an exact year. So Mabel turned off the TV, saw an old radio on a desk, and turned it on to listen.

“... cuz it’s cold doesn’t mean you can't boogie, folks! So grab someone you wanna get warm with, turn up the music, and get your bodies warm in the coolest way possible! Here’s Night Fever, by the Bee Gees!”

Mabel grinned at the disco music. Her personal favorite song from these guys was More Than a Woman, but Night Fever would do. For a moment Mabel forgot her mission, jumped off the couch and left the blanket behind, and in the over-sized gray t-shirt Mr. Ford gave her while her clothes were drying, she danced along to the music, singing the chorus since those were the only words she knew.

“When you reach out for me. Yeah, and the feelin' is right,

Then I get night fever, night fever. We know how to do it! Gimme that night fever, night fever. We know how to show it!”

Mabel laughed at herself as she spun around in her socks and tried to do the point-and-hype dance she didn’t know the name to, but everyone did it when a disco song played.

Little did she know that Ford had returned to check on her, and was smiling at her as she shook her hips and waved her hair around and had fun. He leaned against the doorway and planned to let her dance in peace, but when she did a spin and saw him, she grinned and took his hand. “C’mon, Mr. Ford, come dance with me!”

Ford chuckled and shook his head. “No, no! I can’t dance!”

“You got two legs that aren’t broken?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can dance! C’mon!” Mabel encouraged, let him go when they were both in the middle of the room, and she started to dance again. “Don’t make me dance alone!” She even pulled an evil move and gave him puppy eyes. Rude.

Ford smiled slyly at her and hesitantly copied her boogie moves. It was true that Ford never liked to dance, but there was no one around but Mabel, and though he had only known her for an hour or more, he was sure she would never make fun of him.

And he was right.

“Wow! Look at you, Mr. I-Can’t-Dance! Yeah!” Mabel hopped on the couch, standing, and took Ford’s hand. “Here, I’ll spin you!”

Ford laughed and allowed it, doing a single spin, but then scooping her in his arms to dip her and then let her down, making her laugh as they continued to dance. 

“Alright alright, you crazy cats, that was Night Fever by the Bee Gees! It's a snowy day here in the heart of Oregon, with snow flurries coming in harder all night, but it should clear up by morning and be a fun day to go out and play! The date is January 26th, 1978 in case you gotta write a check or mail a thank you note to a friend or family member. I’m still writing letters for Christmas! We’ll be right back with some of your favorites after a word or two from our sponsors, so don’t go anywhere!”

Mabel stared at the radio. “Wow, 1978.” She breathed. Her parents were only kids right now, maybe only six or seven-years-old. Wow.

Ford chuckled. “I know, I’m still in the bad habit of writing ‘77.”

Mabel realized her mistake, but was grateful her host misunderstood her. “Me too.”

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for dinner. How about some ramen noodles?”

“Yes, please! Can we play a game after we eat?”

“Sure. I don’t have many board games, but I do have a deck of cards.”

“Do you know any card tricks?!”

“A few.” Ford admitted, wiggling his fingers. “There are some advantages to having more fingers than average.”

Mabel grinned up at him and followed him to the kitchen for dinner.

[lordofhunger47]

Is Mabel responsible for Weirdmaggedon?

Yes and No:

I mean, yes, its' true that Mabel isn't the only one to blame for causing Weirdmaggedon, that would go to Bill, who created it, Ford for creating the portal (being manipulated and lied to) and Stan for opening it ignoring Ford's warnings. I can't blame Dipper tho because he was just doing what his grunkle was telling him to do and, let's be honest, after Mabel was willing to give the journal to Bill knowing fully well that her brother's life was at stake, and the fact that Mabel had trusted Stan over Dipper, Dipper really had good valid reasons to trust Ford's word and follow.

But on the other hand, we can't deny that Mabel played a big part in it: is she alone to blame and the most to blame? No, of course not, but she had a big part in it. And these are the major problems:

* What she does to cause Weirdmaggedon is bad enough on it's own. Yes, you can claim that:

1. She doesn't know about the rift...except Blendin tells her clearly it belongs to Ford and Mabel states that she's looking through Dipper's bag, a bag she claimed she had prepared for a "mission to saving the world or whatever", meaning that she KNEW the rift belonged to her grunkle and brother and that it was important to the mission they had just gotten to.

2. She doesn't know it's Bill, true, but the point is, she knows it's Blendin, you know, the guy that tried to kill her twice just a couple of weeks ago, like, I think those are facts big enough to NOT to trust him right away.

3. She doesn't know that she's causing Weirdmaggedon...but she KNOWS she's trapping the entire town against their will in an endless time bubble so that she gets her summer last forever.

* After she causes Weirdmaggedon, she doesn't show remorse or guilt over what she did, and she doesn't try to stop it, in fact she knows what's happening, that her family and friends are in danger due to the situation she helped to create. And what does she do? She replaces her brother with a fricking walking insult towards him because apparently, he's not "supportive enough" for once taking something he wanted for himself, and guilts and threats him with a trial where, if he doesn't convince her to come back (aka giving up the apprenticeship, which is what upset her in the first place), she will kick him out in the apocalypse where he'll probably die, and only agrees once he promises to give it up for her.

* She never pays consequences or growth after what she did: Ford got tortured for days by being electroshocked, Stan sacrificed himself and Dipper suffered by surviving on his own in the apocalypse for 3 days straight trying to get his sister back. Mabel meanwhile had a blast in her bubble, replaced her twin and called it a day. And even after that, Mabel NEVER gets called out for causing Weirdmaggedon, and very less exposed, unlike Ford who Stan decides to play the blame game with, and Bill never reveals what Mabel had caused. In fact, she gets away with it.

Is Mabel 100% to blame for Weirdmaggedon? No, in fact, for me the problem isn't that she caused Weirdmaggedon, is that, after what she accidentally caused through clear bad actions, she absolutely didn't care about it and did nothing to solve it until she got what she wanted. THAT is what makes her responsible for it. You're not to blame for being lied and tricked, but if once you do reallize what you did wrong you shrug it off and you don't care, then THAT makes you to blame for ignoring your responsabilities. And yes, I know Mabel is 12...but so is Dipper, yet the show doesn't hesitate to force him to be more mature than his two grunkles combined, but Mabel gets spared for being the funny immature one, when both of them are co-protagonists.

Hence why I like CodyLabs's and Milky Boy Blue's works because it neither cuddles her up with a repeative lesson like Lost Legends or give her a curse luck to make needless edgyness like a CERTAIN AU, instead she is treated the same way other characters are without any special treatment.

[fallen-gravity]

Scars, Show Me All The Scars You Hide

Ford and Mabel have a talk about blame, and how too much of it can cause the heart pain.

Alternatively,

Mabel tells Ford about her encounter with Bill prior to the start of Weirdmageddon.

AO3

Everything is peaceful. 

Ever since the town had been cleansed of any and all evidence that Weirdmageddon had happened at all, the small town of Gravity Falls seemed to sigh a breath of relief for the first time in decades. The birds were chirping away as the clouds from an earlier rainfall were beginning to clear. The whole atmosphere of the town still smelled of rainfall, and it seemed that half of the town’s population was out for a walk to enjoy it. Everyone in town seemed friendlier to each other, too. It was near-impossible to come across a sidewalk unoccupied by groups of people gathered in messy circles to talk. 

The Shack was booming with business, far more than the morning after Gideon’s arrest.  Also in great contrast was the fact that those who were stopping by the shack had little interest in tours, rather to come in to meet the family that saved the town from utter destruction. Stan had already gotten far more than his fair share of aggressive handshakes and teary-eyed hugs from citizens who’d lived in town their whole lives,  while Ford stood off to the side, watching them with a quiet fondness, finally understanding what his brother had meant when he told them the Shack had been a fundamental part of the town’s history. When they had first argued over the deed to the Shack, Ford had just thought he’d been exaggerating, but it was moments like those, as well as the times he would be mistaken for Stan in public, that really opened his eyes to how much the people of this town really loved the place, and, more importantly, how much these people loved his brother. 

Today might be the first lull the Shack’s seen in a solid month, and Stan had made the decision to close up shop to spend time with the family before Dipper and Mabel had to head off back home. They’d spent the entire early afternoon together, playing dumb games and watching dumb movies, and now, for the first time today, they were all off doing their own thing. It wouldn’t last, they knew, but they also couldn’t argue against the fact that sometimes comfortable silence was one of the warmest feelings on Earth. 

Stan’s taking a nap on the back porch, Dipper’s in the kitchen scribbling things down in a blank notebook Ford had gifted him when he was offered the apprenticeship, and Ford was down in his basement lab, cleaning up the last of the rubble of the portal he and Stan had taken baseball bats to the night prior. 

Mabel…. 

Mabel is pacing back and forth in the living room, stuck wondering why if everything is so peaceful and perfect, just like she’d dreamed things would be, that something still felt...off to her.  Not in the sense that she’d forgotten something, or that things shouldn’t be all peachy keen, it’s more along the lines of something that’s wrong with her specifically.

She knew it couldn’t be a lack of sleep, because she’d fallen asleep in Grunkle Stan’s lap during one of the movies earlier. It could be that she’s sad to be leaving in a week, she supposes, but no, they hadn’t been talking much about her and Dipper’s departure lately, and she’d already made both Stan and Ford pinky promise her that the two of them could spend the following summer in Gravity Falls, so that couldn’t be it either…

“Mabel?” Dipper asks, startling her out of her thoughts, and she freezes in her pacing. He’s carrying his notebook under one arm, and his favorite blue pen is poking out of his hair from behind his ear. Nerd. “Is everything okay?”

“I don’t know…” Mabel admitted, rubbing at her arm. “I know that everything’s all sunshine and rainbows now that Bill’s gone for good, but I don’t feel like sunshine and rainbows”

“Oh, Mabel…” Dipper frowned, placing his book on the armrest of Stan’s chair. “Is it because we’re leaving so soon? I know Stan already promised us we could stay here whenever we needed, but I thought you missed Mom and Dad”

“I do miss them!” Mabel shot her arms in the air. “I miss everyone at home. But I don’t think that’s what’s bugging me so much”.

Dipper frowns, and takes a seat in Stan’s chair, indicating he wasn’t going to leave the room until he could figure out what was bugging her himself. “Well...what do you think it is?”

“I don’t know!” Mabel whined, bringing her hand to her forehead as if she had a bad headache. “I’m thrilled that everything’s okay, I’m thrilled that Stan and Ford are best friends again, and I’m thrilled that we get to come back next summer, but I...can’t shake the feeling that something’s wrong. I haven’t been able to since the morning Stan woke up with his memories intact” 

“Mabel, that was two days ago!”

“I know, I know…” Mabel begins pacing again. “But I just thought that it was just cause I was so stressed he was gonna relapse again, or that something else terrible was gonna happen, or-”

The small crunch of a piece of paper interrupts her before she can finish her train of thought, and when she looks down to see what she’d stepped on she realizes it’s an early draft of the invitation cards for her and Dipper’s birthday party.

Her face goes pale at the sight. 

“Mabel, are you okay?” Dipper stands to reach out for her shoulder. “You’re not looking too hot…”

“I know what it is” she says, before he can touch her, and he retracts his hand. 

“You do? Can you tell me?” 

Mabel takes a few looks around the room to make sure that they’re alone.

“Follow me,” she says, but then she grabs Dipper by the hand and runs up the stairs to their attic bedroom.

“Mabel, what’s happening?” Dipper asks her as she locks the room behind her. “You’re acting a lot like...me” 

“It’s all my fault”

“What? What’s all your fault?”

The concern in her brother’s tone makes her choke up for reasons she can’t describe. “Weirdmageddon”, she shutters. “It’s all my fault”.

“What?” Dipper’s voice squeaks, which makes Mabel flinch. “Mabel, don’t say that! Of course it’s not your fault!”

“Yes it is,” she mopes, and plops herself down onto her bed. “Bill came after me when I ran into the woods, and I gave him that weird snow-globe looking thing.” She buries her face in her pillow, but she doesn’t wait for her brother to respond before she keeps going.  “It wasn’t out of anger, or anything, I swear. He possessed that Blendin guy and promised me an eternal summer in exchange, and I handed it over because I’m a big dummy dumb, and everyone got hurt because I thought I wanted time to freeze forever so we wouldn’t have to be apart” 

For a brief moment there’s silence, but then Dipper’s hand on her shoulder. When she pulls her face out of her pillow to look at him, it’s all wet and gooey. “Mabel, are you kidding? I thought the rift shattered in your backpack. I thought for sure it was because you tripped, and everything exploded out of your backpack. I thought you were a goner”. 

Mabel sniffles, but she doesn’t respond. 

“Mabel, your story is so much better than the ones I was making up in my head. I mean, I wish Bill had never tracked you down at all, but I’m so glad you weren’t hurt.” He pulls her into a hug. “Great Uncle Ford and I were just talking about this the other morning, Mabel. He was worried sick that he’d hurt you taking it by force” 

“You’re…” she stutters, returning the hug. “You’re not mad?” 

“Of course not” he shakes his head. “I meant what I said in Mabeland. Whatever happens, we get through it together”. 

She giggles and pulls away from the hug, wiping at her face with her sleeves. “But...what about Grunkle Ford?”

Dipper shakes his head. “You should tell him too. He’s gonna be understanding, Mabel, he already knows how much Bill had it out for us personally”

That’s...true, she supposes, shuttering at the memory of her and Dipper offering themselves up as bait so Bill wouldn’t kill their Grunkles. She stands to exit the room, gives her brother one more hug for good luck, and and repeats Dipper’s words to herself the entire way down the staircase and into the gift shop. The stairs to the basement are propped open, which she assumes is because Ford no longer feels he needs to keep its location a secret.  She makes her way down slowly, partly out of nerves and partly to avoid spooking Ford.

He’ll understand, she says to herself one last time as she exits the elevator. Ford’s sitting at the work desk, and the view of the portal in the next room is blocked off with a curtain. He’s hunched over, just a little bit, and Mabel figures it’s probably because he’s writing something in one of the journals. It’s only as she approaches him that she realizes he’s not wearing his trench coat, because she can tell that he rolled the sleeves of his sweaters up to make for easier writing. 

“Grunkle Ford?” she asks, knocking lightly on the machine closest to her right in case calling his name isn’t enough to snap him out of his focus. 

“Mabel!” his response is cheery, and he places a bookmark on the page he’d been working on and closes the cover. “What brings you down here?” 

“Well, I...guess I wanted to talk to you about something”.

“Sure, anything” he grins, patting at his pant leg in invitation to come sit on his lap. Mabel sighs, tries to think for a moment about how she can place things lightly, and takes Ford up on his offer. She crawls up onto his lap, opens her mouth to speak, and freezes when she notices that his wrist is covered in cuts and blistering scars. A quick glance at the other wrist and she’s met with the same sight. 

“Grunkle Ford?” is all she can manage, and her eyes follow hers to the scars on her wrist. 

“Oh!” he replies, much cheerier than she’d expected him to, and rolls his sleeves back down. “I’m going to be fine, sweetie, those will heal in due time”.

“What happened to you?” she looks up at him with her signature puppy eyes. “How recent are these?” 

From her spot on his lap, Mabel can feel Ford’s chest rise and fall as he sighs quietly. “You have to promise me you won’t tell Stan,” he says, rubbing delicately at his wrist. Mabel nods silently, and his eyes fall to the ground to avoid eye contact with his niece.

“Bill did this to me. When he was demanding that I give him the codes to undo the bubble around the town, he chained me by my arms and legs and fried me until I talked. I’m so sorry that you had to come across them by accident, but, uh, I’m grateful that you saw them today, rather than earlier. I nearly threw up when I saw them for the first time after I was freed”

Mabel’s breath hitches, and she’s tearing up. It’s getting harder and harder to convince herself that It’s not your fault could be a true statement when everyone she cares about is getting hurt by it. Bill fried him. Bill chained him up and fried him, and if the scars on his wrists are just from the chains, she can’t even begin to imagine what the scars must look like under the rest of his sweater. He must be completely disfigured from the neck down, if she knows anything about Bill. He’d tried to kill her two other times prior to Weirdmageddon, but those were over much less risky things than control over the whole universe.

She throws herself against Ford’s sweater in a fit of choked sobs, and his arms are around her before she can even finish processing that she’s crying again.

“There, there, Mabel” Ford’s voice is cool and collected, but tinged with sadness to see her break down like this for the second time in three days. He rubs gentle circles into her back, quietly shushing her sobs, and the tender gesture of it all just makes Mabel cry even harder. “It’s okay, Mabel. You’re okay. You’re safe. I’m safe, thanks to you”. He gently pats her hair, and Mabel sniffles as she pulls away. Ford keeps his hand where it is, at the top of her head, and she hates how much of a grounding feeling it is. 

“It’s not okay!” She yells, and more tears pour down her face. “You’re hurting! Bill could’ve killed you!” she gasps for air. “If we had shown up just five minutes later than we did, you could’ve been a goner!” She takes his other wrist, which was still wrapped around her to prevent her from falling off of his lap, and rolls it up to reveal the identical scar he’d just covered up moments ago. “These look worse than the time I pulled a tray of cupcakes out of the oven with my bare hands cause I was too excited to wait for them! I thought I was never gonna feel anything ever again!” She cries. 

“Mabel, sweetie…” 

“No!” she cries. “I don’t deserve to be called that. It’s all my fault he hurt you.” Her sobs quiet as her body seems to double-whammy her and send her into a panic attack, trembling uncontrollably against Ford’s chest. “It’s my fault” 

There’s a gentle six-fingered hand on her cheek, and she looks up to warm brown eyes staring into hers with heartbroken worry. “It’s not your fault, my dear, Bill and I have a really complicated history together. Nothing you could’ve done would’ve changed that”

“That’s exactly my point! Bill may not have acted any differently, but I still could’ve!” 

“What do you mean?”

Mabel wipes away her tears with her wrist again.

“It’s my fault everything happened in the first place. I’m the reason Bill got his hands on the...uh...rift, I think Dipper called it” she sniffles. “Bill caught up to me when I was all upset in the woods about arguing with Dipper, and told me he could fix things if I gave it to him, and I-” 

She’s cut off by Ford’s hug around her tightening, like she just unlocked a set of keywords that’d make him never want to let go of her again.

“Mabel, I want you to listen to me very carefully”

She doesn’t say anything, but squeezes him in silent confirmation to let him know she’s still listening.

“Nothing that happened was your fault, okay? I need you to understand how genuine that statement is. It wouldn’t matter if Bill convinced you to smash the rift into the ground yourself. It wouldn’t matter if you handed it over without question, or if you shook his hand.”

“But-”

“Let me finish” he cuts her off, but the soft nature in his tone lets her know he isn’t upset. “Mabel, it doesn’t matter who said or did what because this is exactly how Bill liked to play his games. He knew you wouldn’t be thinking straight, he knew you wouldn’t question anything he asked you to do.” he reaches under his glasses to wipe at his own eyes. “He did the same thing to me when I was younger, Mabel. I called him my best friend. He convinced me to hang onto every word he ever said without giving them a second thought”

He pulls her away from the hug so he can look her in the eyes again. “You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever encountered in any dimension, Mabel. Don’t blame yourself for the mistakes I made when I was younger. If there’s anyone that should be blamed for the whole ordeal besides Bill, it should be me.”

“Grunkle Ford, don’t say that!” 

He laughs quietly, bitterly. “I should have told you about the rift earlier, Mabel. I’m sorry I kept it a secret from you”

“It’s okay,” she replies. “I know that you were just trying to keep me safe. Stan had to keep a lot of things from me, too”.

“No kidding…” Ford’s voice drifts off, which makes Mabel painfully aware of the fact she was currently holding a conversation with one of said things. He shakes his head. “Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that pitting all of the blame on yourself isn’t going to do you any good.” He rubs awkwardly at the back of his neck. “...Stan and I had to learn that one the hard way. If you focus too much on the idea that all you’ve done is hurt people, you miss out on all of the times you’ve done good for other people.”

He smiles warmly. 

“Dipper told me you were the one who stopped the portal from shutting down. I’m not sure I’d even still be alive if it weren’t for you. You’ve done so much good for the people you care about that anything else is nonexistent in comparison. You’re a wonderful person, Mabel, inside and out. If there ever were a person out there who truly was pure of heart, I can say in all honesty that I think it’d be you”.

Mabel’s on the verge of crying again. She throws herself at him in another hug, and he’s quick to hug her back.

“You’re a wonderful person too, Grunkle Ford. I don’t want you to forget that either”.

If she didn’t know any better, she’d swear she could hear him sniffle at the remark.

[ddp456]

An earnest request from a humble Gravity Falls fan...

Hey all, Ddp456 here.

Like 99% of the Gravity Falls fans out there (Hey, figure that there’s always someone that hates everything), I am so excited by the announcement of an official and licensed Gravity Falls Complete Series boxset by Shout Factory.

Furthermore, the series creator, Alex Hirsch, posted this on his twitter:

The way I see it, guys and gals, is that this is probably the last chance we’ll be able to ask for such behind-the-scenes info for Gravity Falls on a mainstream level.

So, what should we ask for?  I mean, there’s tons of great extras already for the series, but though it all, counting nearly part of Gravity Falls media released in the last 5 and 1/2 years, there has been one main character that always seems to get the shaft when it comes to extra attention. 

Think about it:  we all know the story of how Dipper and Mabel are caricatures of creator Alex Hirsch and his real-life twin sister, Ariel, or how Grunkle Stan was based on their grandpa, or how Soos is actually a real person as well.  But with that said, there’s one more character than we seem to know very, very little about.

Figured it out yet?

It may be just me, but it always seems like with nearly everything Gravity Falls related, poor Wendy always seems to be a second thought or have a sort of half-assed tribute.  And I’m talking everything from the original books, to the video game, to even physical merchandise.

Doesn’t she deserve better?  Thanks to the suggestions of you all, the loyal fans of GF, Wendy moved beyond the cliched role of the “mere crush” to become one of the most badass heroines of Disney history.

With that said, why keep Wendy in the shadows?  Hell, why not even talk about the changes in Wendy’s demeanor from Season 1 to 2?  Even the end-series special, “Beyond the Pines” had only this to say of our favorite Lumberjack Princess:

Save for a short montage at the end, I didn’t cut anything from Wendy’s segment.  That ten second display and singular sentence is all Hirsch and crew had to say about her.

And the messed up thing is that there is so much more that we don’t know about Wendy.  We only just found out the official names of her brothers after the series end, and we aren’t any closer to finding out the truth about her mother, despite being teased about it several times outside of the show itself.  Fanfiction writers, such as myself, have their own theories, though it’s very telling that Wendy’s ultimate wish in Mabelland was to blow up her school with her friends instead of reunioning with her lost parent like Soos did...

Even after the release of Journal 3, we still don’t know the aftermath of “Boyz Crazy”, from what the deal with Robbie’s CD was to was Wendy brainwashed at all, to how she and Dipper made up afterwards,

And that’s one thing I wish to make clear - I ask all these questions not in a “shipping” sense, but so that Wendy’s story is told, regardless of who is favored or demonized (including Wendy herself).  This is why such tags will be excluded from this post.

Then again, those are only the things that ACTUALLY make sense and/or are within Hirsch’s control:

Do I even want to know what’s this about? A simple “Gravity Falls” logo wouldn’t do, like Dipper’s hat?

If I could wish, I would love to see an official work one day, that shows Wendy’s perspective throughout that crazy summer, akin to the classic “Amazing Spider-Man: Parallel Lives.”

TLDR:  The above tells Mary-Jane’s POV on different Spider-Man moments, including the fact that she knew Peter’s secret even before they met face-to-face.  Just picture seeing the craziness of Gravity Falls from Wendy’s green eyes.  And you can’t tell me it can’t be done because I dabble in it in my free time.  Imagine how awesome such a thing would be if done properly by a REAL writer.

But I digress...

Folks around the world, that can see my words; lay your hand on your computer/tablet/console screen and lend me your strength.

That’s right, folks.  I’m calling for a Goku here.

Please help me spread this idea.  Wendy deserves a lot better than what she was given.  My request to Alex Hirsch and those working on the GF box set is:

-We get an perspective on Wendy - to that which is equal to that of other characters’ bios.

-Talk about who were Wendy’s inspirations and how/why her role was expanded in the series.

-Perhaps tie up some of the loose ends mentioned above (only if it doesn’t ruin any other future media upcoming)

-And similar to how Jason (Ritter) and Kristen (Schaal) talk lovingly about their characters, I would love to hear from the voice of Wendy herself, Linda Cardellini, and to hear her personal thoughts on her character.  (e.g. how Jason compares himself to Dipper, and how he’s a closet Wendy/Dipper fan, etc)

So, how can you all help?  Start here:

https://twitter.com/_AlexHirsch/status/979008974908399616

And make your voices known (in a polite and informative manner- please DO NOT troll/threaten Mr. Hirsch) and with a little luck, Wendy might finally get her due...

I guess that’s up to you all out there, isn’t it?

[somer-joure]

Item #4073 I appreciate about Gravity Falls: No Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button

I love time travel stories. I’ll also admit that time travel stories are...touchy. Just like with fantasy and sci-fi in general, there's so much a writer can do with time travel that it’s difficult to do it well. There's a reason why Doctor Who, for example, has spent over fifty years ranging from the best thing on television to, "sweet moses, get me the brain bleach," depending on which episode or season you happen to catch. The trouble with time travel is that it’s too easy to use the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset button. It’s tempting to write yourself and your characters into a corner and then just erase the corner—to make time travel synonymous with magic, go back in time, and simply undo all the difficulties faced by the characters, or else send them to a parallel dimension where none of the awfulness ever happened. It's like writing the last page of a novel and revealing that the whole story was a dream. It’s lazy. That's not to say the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button can't be done well; I think it can, in the right hands and under some specific circumstances. But, off the top of my head, I can't think of an occasion where it was. When Gravity Falls launched into the Weirdmageddon three-parter I'll admit that I was a little nervous someone was going to hit the Time Travel Reset Button. After all, it's a fictional universe in which time travel canonically exists. Blendin had just shown up in the final minutes of D&MvTF. "Dipper and Mabel will team up with Blendin and go back in time and so something so Weirdmageddon never happens," was a popular fan theory at the time, I think. And, well, I'd just come off of watching Mystery Incorporated, and the way that show got its characters out of its apocalyptic scenario caused by an ancient eldritch abomination was by way of multiversal time travel shenanigans, and I didn't want to see Gravity Falls take the same way out. Because my main beef with the Time Travel Reset Button: if you can change the past however and whenever you feel like it, free will and consequence lose their weight. Up until Weirdmageddon, Gravity Falls had this interesting interplay between choice and circumstances going on with all of its characters. Circumstances mattered. They influenced a character's mindset and their ability to act, but the choice a character actually made, good or bad, also mattered. Take Mabel's choice at the end of NWHS. It's true that Stan just happened to reactivate the portal and just happened to be begging Mabel to keep it on at the moment Ford just happened to be back in Bill's dimension, the place the portal leads to, for the first time in thirty years. Had Stan fixed the portal any sooner or any later, he would have never brought Ford home. There's a lot of chance, if chance you call it, going on there. That said, Mabel's choice to trust Stan and allow the portal to fully activate remains one of if not the most important, far reaching decisions of the series and the pivot point on which the entire story turns. If she decides to press that button and shut the portal down, everyone loses. She and Dipper lose Stan, because with nothing to back Stan's claim that he wasn't trying to destroy the universe, they can't trust him. Ford never comes home. Maybe he shoots Bill down, and maybe he doesn't; either way, he's stuck in the multiverse for the rest of his life, however long or (more likely) short that is. And Stan—Stan loses everything. But Mabel doesn't press that button. There is meaning in her choice. In Gravity Falls, circumstances that change stay changed, and decisions have real, permanent consequences. The interplay between the two is one you don't often see in television. Part of that probably has to do with the nature of tv. The typical goal of most tv shows is to explore character and character dynamics via as many situations as the writers can come up with and to continue unto perpetuity rather than telling a story. The last thing most tv shows seem to want is permanent change and far reaching decisions. And because it's something that is so rare, I didn't want to see Gravity Falls lose it. If the Gravity Falls writers had taken the Time Travel Reset Button way out of Weirdmageddon, it might have. In resetting the Gravity Falls universe so that Weirdmageddon never happens you fix the Bill problem, but you lose everything that came with that part of the story, too. (And that's assuming you can change time at all, given how hard it was for Dipper and Mabel to do in The Time Travelers Pig.) Let’s say you reset it so that the portal doesn’t open at the end of NWHS. At the end of NWHS, Mabel isn’t quite the girl who’s going to break out of her dream world to face a horrible reality, Dipper isn’t the kid who’s going to give Gideon an impassioned speech about love and selflessness, Ford (who would be gone, but still) doesn’t have the humility to pass the heroic mantle onto someone else, let alone trust Stan with it, and Stan isn’t the man who’s going to submit and sacrifice himself the way he does at the end of TBTF. These are dynamic characters, and at the end of NWHS, they’re just not quite there yet. Using time travel to take the story back to that point, prevent the portal from opening, and ensure the rift never forms stops Bill, but it also leaves the story in an awkward place and all the characters underdone. It gets even more awkward the further back you go. If they use time travel to prevent Stan from pushing Ford through the portal, or to prevent Ford from ever trusting Bill, or even further back to the science fair to stop the Stan Twins falling out and the cascade of bad circumstances and worse life choices made thereafter, where does that leave Stan and Ford? On the Stan O’ War, or did they just fall out less disastrously and a little later? And where does that leave Dipper and Mabel? They would probably be around, but they wouldn’t be the Dipper and Mabel we, the audience, know. That Dipper and Mabel wouldn’t exist. It’s interesting that the two time travel episodes of this show deal with characters trying to change the past—Dipper fixing things so he doesn’t give Wendy a black eye in The Time Traveler’s Pig and, more selflessly, Dipper and Mabel wanting to give Soos a chance to meet his dad in Blendin’s Game—and both end with the conclusion that it’s best to accept what’s happened and live with it, whether that means giving your crush a black eye so your sister can have her pig or realizing that family means the people who love and make sacrifices for you, not the biological deadbeat who hasn’t had time for you since you were five. They offer time travel as a fix-it and then explain why it can’t be so. Moving back to Weirdmageddon, the story gently flirts with time travel as a solution and then immediately shoots it down. Blendin shows up at the very end of D&MvTF, reappears with Time Baby and the time police in force at the Fearamid and then—poof. Bill blows everyone up and Blendin gets the heck outta dodge. Time travel as a solution is dead. Which means the characters have to continue to make hard choices, and that those choices continue to matter. It means all the awful stuff still happens. Bill still tricks Mabel, Dipper still has to spend three days wandering the apocalypse on his own, Ford still has to erase his own brother’s memory, and Stan still has to basically die—but all the good stuff happens, too. Soos still gets to be the handyman of the apocalypse AND Mr. Mystery. Wendy gets to save her family (and kick all kinds of ass in the process). Gideon gets the chance to change. McGucket gets his due. Everyone in the Pines family suffers, but they come out stronger, and their happy endings are made even sweeter by the contrast. All this to say that I’m still happy that the Gravity Falls writers didn’t go with the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button.

[fordanoia]

Clearly Stan is in much worst shape than Ford, but that's not what I was talking about. I was talking about raw physical power, not stamina or endurance or even fighting skills. Strength. Ford is better than Stan in a lot of areas, but not everything. Stan has performed multiple feats of strength in multiple episodes, whereas Ford has not. I don't think I'm at all out of line in believing Stan's stronger.

I cut off the preface last time, but bear with me because I’m not taking it off now because it seems to be my words aren’t coming off quite right.

Part 1 of preface

Ford is in no way shape or form better than Stan at everything.

Dear lord, no. I am not even trying to imply that in the slightest way possible.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - I VERY VERY VERY MUCH see Stan and Ford on EQUAL footing. 

You want to know what Stan is better at Ford at? A DUCKING LOT. He can read people’s intentions better than Ford, he is much better at predicting someone’s feelings/thoughts when he does care to stop and do so, and there’s more.

As well - yes, there’s things Ford is better at than Stan. Equations for one. 

Stan and Ford have a lot of intermixing abilities by the time they’re reunited in their 60s. That doesn’t one is completely better at everything over the other. There’s MORE to life than ‘achievable’ skills too. 

You remember how Mabel got upset with Dipper because she had this notepad where Dipper was just beating her at ALL these games? Not for a SINGLE instant - was Dipper better than Mabel at everything. Not even if they played 20 more games and it turned out the same. 

You can try to compare two people, but at the end of the day there are INFINITE skill sets and abilities and trying to say he’s better at her at everything is limited because you can’t possibly know that. Not to mention, say someone even did seem to outdo another in every way - their values as people are NOT solely based on their abilities. 

Okay - okay, long part 1 of a preface - I know, sorry - it’s just. I absolutely never want someone to misinterpret that from me. Just-  Just someone remind me one day to make a post about the concept of ‘worth’ and people’s skills/values and ideas of what ‘achievement’ is and all that junk. Never take it from me that I’m saying one person is objectively better than another though.

Part 2 of preface.

I’m not saying you’re completely out of line for thinking that.

However, I do also want to say that neither of us have to have a ‘correct’ opinion on this. Or on anything about these characters or the show. My opinion on this is based in what I believe with people’s training/strength in general.

...

Additionally, I know we’re not talking about fighting - but as a side note: hecking these two brothers just honestly probably couldn’t ever go full out at one another. You remember the weirdmageddon scene? That was a frustrated sibling fight that has nothing to do with survival/winning a fight but just not holding back your frustrations anymore. Dido with the fight at the portal incident.

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There’s a LOT under the cut. For people that ABSOLUTELY 100% don’t want to read a ton.

tl;dr --  yes we see more of Stan’s strength. we didn’t get good tests of fords strength though. therefore i am basing this in what i believe rather since there’s no scenes to compare. i think your strength will change after 30 years based off of training/whatever. 

if we disagree on raw physical strength and how that can be changed along with bodies after 30 years then yo we just disagree

I get what you mean and you’re right. We see more of Stan doing something physical than we do Ford. 

The few examples you noted earlier? Are very frankly one of many. 

Something that stands out to me about Stan is that he can run. We see this guy straight up jetting off on more than one occasion. That- okay I realize that might not sound very impressive, but I’m just around so many people that can’t hardly run and they’re only around 50. So the fact that Stan uses running as his immediate plan a) when caught in an act say something to me.

There’s the feats he pulls off with the dinosaur. There’s Stanchurian Candidate where he lifts up 190 pounds starting off at a kneeling/lower position, when he punches the eagles while his legs hold him on that metal scaffolding. In ATOTS we see him run straight from town and all the way to the Shack the specifics of time/distance i believe could be bungled BUT regardless of specifics that’s still CONTINUES RUNNING FROM THE TOWN INTO THE WOODS. The zombie fight scene of course, aided by a bat/brass knuckles to smash them up - aaaand he does pull that grandfather clock over which those things are heavy and the angle he was pulling at likely pulled at his back muscles. 

Please let me emphasize this: I do not think Stan is weak nor is that what I am saying.

The fact of the matter though is that we just plain don’t get to see Ford in any fair tests of strength. When a 600 pound ogre picks him up, it wouldn’t be fair to call him a wimp because well yeah the ogre is going to be stronger.

Similar to when Stan was getting beat the heck up by that animatronic in Soos and the Real Girl. Uh YEAH the animatronic was winning. Those things are made of metal and super heavy, not to mention Stan was still very clearly caught off guard that the thing came to life. 

Imagine if that was all we had of Stan though. Just scenes like with the animatronic where he was saved by Goldie. 

Due to us only having *checks* 8 episodes with Ford, there’s not a ton of screen time and honestly? Getting to see his personality was a lot more important to me than knowing the specifics of how well he had physically adjusted. 

Which - I think this IS where we just reach a disagreement point. See, I believe that raw physical power is all in those muscles and that if those muscles are less worked out over a long course of time then they won’t be as strong. 

I’m not a doctor. I’m not a personal trainer. I’m not saying that’s INDEFINITELY how that HAS to be. I’m saying though, that is what I believe. 

Which is why I’m explaining - think of yourself. Now, imagine you spent the next ten years... at about the same way you’ve BEEN going. Cool. Then compare yourself to if once a day you lifted weights for one hour - every day for ten years. Compare them.

If you think you would have the same raw physical power - then that’s where we simply disagree. 

Especially if by raw physical power you mean like a person automatically has this much power and that’s not something affected by training - then I would have to say that I disagree with you on that. Which would be a disagreement between us on how bodies work. And idk about you but i’m not a personal trainer so

And this is not to say Stan completely slacked off completely - in fact it’s rather obvious that whether through some form of exericse/activity or not that he is STILL a strong guy. 

However, my reasoning is going off of how much those muscles got worked out. Now two years? Eh, no - I can see it not making a big difference. But thirty years, dude. That’s so much time that I believe their habits HAD to dictate their muscle mass. 

And again - if you disagree with that. Then I’m afraid that’s simply where we disagree.

Disagreeing doesn’t mean one of us is right or wrong. The show cannot be held up to 100% accuracy anyways and as well the writers could easily have misconceptions on health or stuff to do with muscles. 

Alex could say tomorrow that Stan always beats Ford at arm wrestling. He could say straight out that Stan is physically stronger than Ford. It’s like how he said that Ford had 12 toes that one time. 

This show was made from people who will change stuff for character aspects and sometimes even just ‘yeah sure why not.’ 

If you disagree about that whole working out muscles after 30 years will give you more power than someone - then I know this will be like the third time, but yeah - we’re just in a disagreement.

Which by no means are you out of line in thinking that or that Stan is stronger.

We’re just two people with theories that we CANNOT prove indefinitely. Even if we were discussing two real life people - we’d have no way to test our theory and even past that there’d be heavy discussion on what we MEAN by strength/raw physical power.

[thedipster]

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Mike glanced over at Mr. Pines when he spoke, having to do a double take when he walked away to go touch a tree. He stopped to watch as he gave the trunk a pat and smiled, jostling a bit as he let out an amused breath through his nose. He watched Mr. Pines continue onward for a moment as Mike continued to stand still, and turned back to the tree to give it a proper once over. It was not as massive as the red woods in Yosemite he’d had the privilege to see but it was an impressive feat of nature nonetheless. He gave it a wave, and then continued on after Mr. Pines.

Just as he caught up the cave came into view. Mike let out a low, impressed whistle at the sight. Sure, he’d been reading descriptions of the thing for weeks now but since most scholars could either be the most dry writers who didn’t give much description besides it was a cave or, and maybe it was due to the nature of the people who became Demonologists, were overly dramatic with their imagery.

He followed after Mr. Pines, clicking the button of the flashlight he had fastened to his backpack on his shoulder. Something he’d picked up from the second Tomb Raider, actually. And people said video games didn’t teach you anything.

“Alrighty,” he acknowledged, but knew there was nothing he needed to do to help since Mr. Pines knew how to work the equipment just fine. Which was really a testament to just how much he trusted Mr. Pines since otherwise Mike would have insisted he do it himself. Instead stepped up a little further to look into the cave, only able to see so much inside before the darkness prohibited his line of sight, giving his imagination the reigns to fill in the blanks. Yep, that was a bad idea. He moved back over to Mr. Pines. 

“How’re we looking?” he asked, reaching around to get his notebooks out from the easy access pocket he had it settled in. Mike clicked his pen, writing out the pretenses, and then moved closer beside him to read the screen. His eyebrows rose as the bar spiked once, twice, then settled back again. 

The first time Dipper had held an interdimensional detector ray, he’d been 12 years old. It had been before Bill, before he and Mabel had rescued Uncle Ford. He remembered dusting it off in Uncle Stan’s attic and wanting to figure out how it worked. Later on – after the Bill fiasco – Ford would show him how to turn the knobs and set the calibration.

He still remembered Ford’s old slogan for the knob and button order – Timid, Friendly Lions Make Really Bad Bodyguards (Top-Front-Left-Middle-Right-Back-Bottom) – and recited it under his breath still, even though he could probably do it without the little saying.

“Hmm,” said Dipper. “Compared to the area right outside, it looks like the cave has some low to medium –”

One of the bars on the screen spiked suddenly and Dipper’s eyes widened. He glanced at Mike, then gasped a little as it spiked again.

“Well!” he exclaimed, holding the detector up and stepping forward in an effort to get the spike to, well, spike again. But the line remained solidly at the standard level – in the low-to-medium range that Dipper had spotted before. But this little blip was enough to excited Dipper.

“That definitely wasn’t an error because the statistics of a double spike happening are so low and I definitely calibrated this right – whoa!”

This time, it wasn’t so much a dramatic spike as a little, slight uptick that continued on.

“Well, this is good. Means we’re headed in the right direction. I guess we should bring out the radar too just in case!”

To The Demon Cave! || Mipper

[madkat65-blog]

So I’ve Been Thinking

(probably not good that I’m thinking, but ehhh)

It might be hard, but I have so many different AU ideas for Gravity Falls and Undertale. If anyone has lots of experience in the AU communities, I’d love to get some help on investigating to whether these have been done before or not. I’ll post the base ideas below the cut, and if you like any of them, please let me know! I really want to start leaving a mark somewhere since these people and communities have helped me so much.

(Note, all of these AU’s will be written AU’s. I will do some art, but not to the point where it’s a comic like most AU’s)

Undertale AU Ideas

Renegetale: Renege means simply to go back on your word. A world with slightly different events leading up to the deaths of Asriel and Chara, which leads to Asgore not saying he’ll kill all humans, which leads to many of the promises being made in Undertale never being made or becoming broken. It all leads up to the falling of Frisk, who has to go through the Underground. It’s the first AU I really ever thought of, and has gone through about a month or two of preparation and planning, and I’m still not where I need to be.  (I have Frisk planned to be non-binary and Chara planned to be female, due to some of the events that happen and older-time views when “she” was alive of girls being inferior to boys, which influences some of “her” decisions)

Underemblem: An Undertale and Fire Emblem Fates: Birthright crossover AU. The following (main) swaps occur, with many others as well:

Frisk -> Corrin Chara -> Azura Sans -> Ryoma Undyne -> Hinoka Papyrus -> Takumi Asriel -> Sakura Toriel -> Mikoto Asgore -> Sumeragi Alphys -> Yukimura Justice (Human Soul) -> Garon Bravery (Human Soul) -> Xander Patience (Human Soul) -> Camilla Integrity (Human Soul) -> Leo Kindness (Human Soul) -> Elise

This AU is only loosely based upon the Fire Emblem game itself. The Ebott kingdom is at war with their neighbors, (Unknown name), as in the FE game, but there are other changes. “Sumeragi” is not dead. “Azura” is not kidnapped, instead willing leaving her home. It takes the basic plot of Birthright with a few twists, shaping a war between humans and monsters and Frisk’s story. (In this AU, I have Frisk planned to be male and Chara to be female, for the reason that during the time period Fire Emblem takes place, gender is very important when it comes to who rules what.)

Gravity Falls AUs

Portal Falls: A world in which Ford’s portal is not created until much later on in his life, only being finished about the time Mabel and Dipper are born. During a fight with Stan almost identical to the canon one they have, both twins fall into the portal. 19 years later, Mabel and Dipper are informed by their parents about the disappearances of their uncles, which leads them to accepting an offer to become the new owners of the “Mystery Shack” and looking for the journals to bring the portal and their uncles back. The journals are long found by other people (Gideon has the second, as per the show, but I’m still debating on who has the third), and their only lead is the first journal, which was left behind in the portal room since nobody dared to go in there since it was found out what had happened. 

??? (Currently code-named Separation Anxiety): A world in which at the end of “Dipper and Mabel VS The Future”(S2E17), Mabel accepts Dipper taking the apprenticeship offer, and heads back to California on her own. Even with the rift sealed, Bill is still lurking (of course) and Mabel is trying to figure out just why she was left alone to California, making a lot of false assumptions and whatnot, leading to her changing in an attempt to become more like Dipper and Ford so she can stay back in Gravity Falls with them the next time she gets the chance to visit. 

If you liked any of these at all, please let me know so I know if it’s worth it to start further development and if you can, I’d really appreciate any help I can get when it comes to looking around for the ideas!