#gargrunkle

[saltminerising]

There was an ancient, 8 year old dragon on Random Dragon that was the funniest fucking thing to me for no good reason but the account owner likely hasn't even thought of the game once in 8 years. So I cannot convey to them how much I adore their dragon. I will share this with you all, the Random Dragon I was blessed with was a snapper dressed to look like Grunkle Stan but was named "Gargrunkle." Like, Gargoyle Grunkle Stan. And it looks exactly like the character too. My life has been changed by this near-decade old Fandragon. God

[masspectrum]

[grrunks]

phew! all that talk about au week for @forduary and it took me til thursday to get to something and listen, ik stan is the focus here but it was important to me that ford be looking up at him (i do still plan on doing something else bc i uh changed fords wing shape to albatross bc it hurts me)

[eregyrn-falls-art]

I was directly inspired by @3hobbitsinatrenchcoat​‘s noodling around with HeroForge (see post here), and I couldn’t resist experimenting.

Dammit, this is WAY too much fun. 

(I think it’s obvious that HeroForge has a variety of limitations in what you can do.  What’s surprising is how close you can really get.)

It’s just at HeroForge . com, for anyone wanting to play along!  (You have to register in order to save your designs. But it’s all free.)

(This is “my art” in only the very loosest sense, obviously.)

[artist-in-an-ugly-sweater]

“Quit acting like a child, Stanley, it’s been three days... I am sorry, okay?”

Quick Monster Falls fanart before sleep! I am planning on working on this some more, so this could be considered a WIP

If anyone knows who the creator of this amazing AU is, please let me know so I can properly credit them!

Hope you like it and have a wonderful day!

[mintartem]

For Halloween requests, how about some Monster Falls Stan and Ford scaring trick or treaters? And maybe another of the two cuddling (platonically) by the fireplace cause I headcanon that Gargoyle!Stan and Sphinx!Ford are big cuddlers?

I didn't gave this part enough justice. The idea is great but I just can't think of anything... (╥_╥)

Look at them! Being adorable and all!! Cuddles, man! We need our cuddles! (I hope I gave this one justice)

[pinkpollywog]

@ho-ne-ye happy birthday rosy!!!! we threw u a motorcycling hell party!! we’ve so many good times and so many horrible horrible sweet children :’D ur the best <3

[honeye]

Okay @darylstorey I'll give ya everything I got for the Gar-grunk!

Ford was the first one to learn how to fly when they were young, making pops proud as always. Stan was once kinda overtook with jealousy and refused Ford's help on learning how to do it and tried on his own. He had no idea how, how high he could go and that, for instance, rock is way too much eavyer and fragile than what Ford is. He tried to jump off the lighthouse over the beach, he fell right into the ocean with a big splash. It's a miracle he survived and that's where he got his first scars.

He never flies, he's scared of heights and always will be until he actually has to do it to save his skin after he's been kicked out. Need a quick shortcut? Better than dying I guess. Over the years he made his fair amount of falls and cracks, he knew he could fix those with gold but it was getting harder and harder to find, at first he got his slice my making shady jobs but over the time he just kinda got tired of doing that, what's the point of keeping himself from crumbling to pieces right?

One day he receives Ford's card. A new reason to keep going! He uses all his remaining gold to pay for gas and runs straight to Oregon, weak and almost falling apart, but this is nothing if it means seeing his brother again.

Then the fight. His brother didn't even care about his scars, he was litterally losing pieces all over the floor and ford didn't even ask him how he was doing? The fight was pretty intense, to the point where Ford shoves him into the wall, the Magic burning simbol only amplifies the damage and his wing crumbles unter all the pressure and the strength Ford put into the kick.

It hurt, it hurt like nothing Stan has ever felt. He was weak, he had nothing to stitch himself up with, his wing shattered on the floor, he could see the golden bones under it. He was hurt both phisically and emotionally, he almost didn't realized he had pushed his twin into the portal.

Now he's there, in front of him a cold soulless portal who took away all that was left for him.

Ford didn't deserve to end like this, he was the better twin, he was everything he could never be... He needed to bring him back.

But first, he needed to stitch himself up. Thank goodness the other citizens had never seen his brother into town, all they knew was he had wings, well, kinda.

He started running the mystery shack to earn gold and keep his pieces togheter, he had a new reason to not let himself shatter into pieces, not because he cared about his well being, but because he couldn't let himself die without making sure his brother was alive and safe in the house he was currently living in.

The twins came around after so many Years, they are so small and fragile, he needs to protect them like he used to do with his own brother when he was young. He would give his life for them.

Stan usually covers his wing with some kind of sheet and rope, like one would cover an old umbrella or something, Noone can see how badly demaged his wing his. It's a sign of weakness, he can't show anyone how weak he actually is. He needs to be strong, just for a little linger.

The first time the twins see the shattered wing is durning ScaryOke, in the rush of the moment Stan had forgotten to cover it up so save the twins from the zombies.

Dipper tries not to ask any questions and Stan tries to hide it when the waters had calmed and they shut themselves up into their room to read the invisible ink from the journal.

Mabel, on the other hand. Can't stop looking at them with a worried expression.

After the whole zombie thing.... Things get kinda awkward, Dipper now understands why his grunkle was hiding his wing this whole time, Mabel.... She doesn't ask questions, but tries to stay much closer to her grunkle as much as possible, lots of comforting and hugging from both twins. At first Stan is against it, he doesn't need hugs! But then.... He actually let's himself go and enjoyies as Mabel tries to find new ways to make his wings look Badass and fix them with Paper, lots of glue and stickers.

Then the portal reopens, Ford comes out of it and first thing he does is, as Canon, punch Stan in the Face. The jerk. Only after the damage he's done he notices the little rocks falling on the ground from his brother face.

Ford looks at Stan, his Body is covered on thin lines of gold, way too many since last time he has seen him, right? He didn't actually get much time to fully look at him last time.... Especially after the -

Ford eyes fall into his brother wing, now way too obvious not to notice.

The golden skeleton shining against the portal light, he wants to apologies, but the Rage he felt just moment before still lies into his lungs, so instead of a quiet sorry what cames out of it is a frustrated roar that turns into a scolding to his twin.

Apologies can wait, what his twin has done has put everyone in danger. EVEN HIMSELF! How can Stan be so selfish and careless?! (Shut the **** up Ford)

Things are awkward, Stan decides not to hide his wing anymore cuz it hurt Mabel to see him do that, he needed to make the twins feel like they were trusted.Ford, on the other hand, he tried to cover his broken wing with his good one everytime they crossed path, feeling ashamed of his own weakness. This only increases Ford sense of guilt toward his twin.

After Weirdmagetton Ford makes him a substitute wing, something like what Hiccup makes for Toothless in how to train your dragon, u kno?

He might not be able to fly with it, but at least he won't feel ashamed by it anymore.

Stan will showoff his new wing anytime he could, opening them up as he stretches and as he fights, feeling proud and secure for the first time in a long long time.

Ford still feels so guilty about it, he apologies everytime it crosses his mind, wich is a lot of times.

[shanklin]

The Gargoyle (1/?)

Filbrick angers a witch, gets cursed and gains two sons. One is special and has twelve fingers. The other is a gargoyle.

Chapter Summary: Filbrick is an ass, gets cursed and twins are born in less than optimal circumstances.

Chapter [2] [3] [4] [5]

Read it on Ao3

Chapter Warnings: Filbrick Pines, Misogyny, Violence Against A Baby Gargoyle

Wordcount: 1485

Author’s Note: Enjoy? 😅

1. Filbrick’s Curse

“You will regret this, Filbrick Pines! I curse you!”, the old woman shrieks, droplets of spit hitting Filbrick’s face. He was not impressed. “No money, no deal. Now let go of my ware and scram or I’ll shove your curse up your ass!”

The woman stills and puts the medallion back on the counter, her hand still hovering over the ancient family heirloom she pawned off a week ago.

Filbrick had agreed not to sell it for a week, but never not to more than triple the rebuy price. He’s running a business here and if the medallion was that important to the old crone, she shouldn’t have sold it away in the first place. If she won’t buy her ugly piece of garbage back, he can always easily find some other sucker who’d pay an outrageous price for it. “Be cursed, Filbrick Pines!”, she repeats throwing her hands up towards the ceiling and lets go of the heirloom. “This greed you showed me today will be your downfall.” Filbrick scoffs. What a load of bullcrap. “My greed makes me nothing but money. And you’re starting to get on my nerves, lady. I don’t make a habit out of hurting crazy old women, but I can make an exception for you. Don’t test me.” The crone backs away towards the door, but stops herself one more time. “You’re a bad man, Filbrick Pines and I pity your family. I promise, you won’t make any money from our exchange. The reminder of your greed however, will stick with you forever. And just one word of advice before I leave. You better check up on your wife soon. Giving birth will be hard on her.” With her warnings given, she leaves and Filbrick has to roll his eyes. He’s not a superstitious man and if she thinks she can scare him with empty threats and magical knowledge of his wife's pregnancy she’s wrong. Besides, the baby isn’t due for another month or so. He leans back into his chair and opens today’s newspaper. Curses, yeah. Right.

***

Two hours later, Filbrick is startled by the pained and panicked screams of his wife and soon enough finds himself in front of the hospital’s delivery room waiting for the birth of his child. He can already feel a headache coming and his ears are still ringing from Caryn’s wailing. “Something is wrong, Filbrick. Something is wrong. My stomach. It’s too big! My poor baby!”

Sure, her belly looked somewhat bigger than it did this morning, but he usually didn’t pay much attention to these kinds of female issues anyway. He knows women usually overreact and get hysterical during pregnancy and childbirth, so he shouldn’t be too hard on his wife, but he still wishes Caryn would’ve at least tried to do it more quietly. If they have another child he’ll make sure to have some earplugs ready or to just stay home entirely. Giving birth is a woman’s job after all and he’s not needed here. He shouldn't have promised Caryn to come to accompany and stay with her at the hospital until their child is born. He had to close his shop early today and just thinking of all the money he’s missing out on right now puts him in a bad mood. Filbrick sighs. Honestly, the things he does for his wife. After at least half a day waiting in the hospital and glaring atl the nurses and doctors that cross his view, he is finally shown his newborn child. A strong healthy son. The nurse handing him the baby looks troubled and attempts to say something, but Filbrick ignores her in favour of his child, who involuntarily closes his small hand around his finger. For a moment Filbrick is utterly stunned and can’t quite believe what he is seeing. Six fingers on both hands. Two more than expected. Filbrick can’t help himself and gives the small thing in his arms one of his rare smiles. This one is special. “Stan Filbrick Pines”, he says in a low voice. “You will make us a fortune, won't you?” The baby stays quiet. Eventually Filbrick takes his eyes off the baby and demands to see his wife. He assumes that by now all of the ‘birth stuff’ should’ve been taken care of and Caryn must be anxious to spend more time with their child as well. Otherwise she might just fall into hysterics again, he muses, but most of his prior irritation is already gone, now, that the birthing business is finally over and done. “Ah, I’m sorry, Sir”, the nurse says somewhat breathlessly. “Your wife is still in labor. It looks like she’s giving birth to twins.” “Twins? We weren’t told about any twins. Shouldn’t you have figured that one out sooner?” Filbrick asks, anger seeping through his voice. They went through a lot of trouble and money to have the pregnancy go smoothly and now he’s being suddenly told that they’ll be burdened with another and entirely unplanned mouth to feed. The nurse turns red and opens her mouth to apologize or maybe to argue, but is stopped in her tracks by the baby’s sudden cries. Filbrick, not knowing what to do with the screaming and squirming baby in his arms, shoves him back into the nurse’s arms, likely a bit rougher than he should, and sits back down with crossed arms. “Make him stop crying and inform me when my wife is finished.” He orders glaring at the nurse, who leaves without another word to take care of his son.

***

Not half an hour later and nurses start running in and out of the delivery room. New doctors arrive and he can hear Caryn screaming and crying asking what is wrong with her baby. As long as one of the twins is fine Filbrick doesn’t really see the point in worrying about it, but when the noise and commotion doesn’t stop he decides it’s enough nonsense for a day and grabs the next person running out of the delivery room by the arm demanding to know what is going on.

"It's the devil! The devil! He has come for us all!" She screams and struggles out of his grip running for her life, as if the devil was indeed behind her.

This day is getting worse and worse. First they didn't tell him that Caryn was carrying twins until it was too late and now they apparently let crazy people work in the hospital. Once this is all over the hospital is getting sued.

Having decided on a lawsuit, he shoves the door to the delivery room open, ready to take his wife and leave. Women have given birth by themselves long before the invention of modern medicine. How hard could it be to push out another baby?

All of his plans however are forgotten as soon his eyes fall onto the big piece of rock lying between his wife's legs, who seems to have passed out.

"What the hell?!"

That thing shouldn't be moving. Breathing. Some stony outlines of what could be a crude carving of a baby's face and two small horns protruding from the thing's head can be seen from where Filbrick is standing. The thing fumbles around aimlessly and two grotesk wings spread out and encase the monstrous body like a protective cocoon of some sort.

"What the hell is that thing?"

The remaining hospital staff, standing a few feet away from the rockthing, looks at each other in silent stupor, fearful of whatever was given birth here. Even Filbrick can't deny that whatever that thing is, it isn’t natural. He has no explanation for it. Except, except fuck. The curse!

He huffs. That bitch actually did curse him over her lack of money. If he ever gets his hands on her, she will be done for.

"P-please, just take your family and t-that that thing and leave. Whatever deal you've done with the devil we want no part in it." 

Tsk, devil his ass. That old witch won't scare him with some lump of moving rock. Now that he knows where this whole disaster started he can fix it and the first step will be to get rid of that winged rockthing.

"Take care of my wife and son. I'll be back later and they better be ready to leave by then!" Filbrick demands and picks the rock up by its feet, which he immediately regrets as the rock starts wailing in a rough high pitched voice, a mockery of a human child's first cries for its mother.

Filbrick resigns himself to more noise and headaches and makes his way out of the hospital ignoring the gasps and stares of patients and other hospital staff. Better get this over with quick. He throws the stone onto the backseat of his car and drives off looking for a place to dump the monster. Next Chapter

[frost-flame]

Monster Falls!! Poor Ford...

[lazarus-taxon]

Had to reup because I forgot Ford's polydactyly! Also I wanted a chance to add the kids!

Cockatrice Fiddleford

Androsphinx Ford

Gargoyle Stan

Peryton Dipper

Wolpertinger Mabel

Decide to pull away from the usual designs for Dipper and Mabel, and I haven't really seen anyone do Fidds? At least, not consistently!

Also shootout to @viverridae for that KILLER Stan design!

[auveiss]

Sooo few days ago i’m having a drawpile sesion with my friends @dreanzwolf and Advancebrony with the theme Monster Falls au X’D. Advancebrony exited the session tho cause he need to sleep and didn’t finished his sketch of Sphinxford lol, and the one who draw werewendy is Dreanzwolf <3

[artmageddonunicorn]

spooky rock boy

[doberart]

Some sketches from tonight’s stream. Thanks to everyone who joined in. It was fun. :)

[aetherquint]

Doodles pt. 2 ft. I won't be able to buy gravity falls content this year either (ಥ_ʖಥ)

Today’s @toasttbutt and @eggscargo stream was practically jammed packed with potential! :D

But I could only draw so much :V

Today features are:

-Toast’s untrusty OBS and (questionable) internet connection!

-a Ford because I really need more ford content (am thirsty for it)

-A comic depicting Infriga as the genius they are

-A mystery where toast attempts to find Egg! (parents summoned them)

-Stan as Godzilla!/ Godstanzilla (co-starring Mabel)

-and me, in financial pain, because I can't find a job (;-;     )

->And the guest star: Gargrunkle stan because I couldn’t fit him in ;-;

Seriously head over to their Picarto. You will not regret it. The chat is pretty active and we all have fun :3

[told you there was a lot of potential in this stream]

(btw, toast and eggs, if you want me to stop making these you can tell me ‘-’)

[artist-in-an-ugly-sweater]

I gave this a quick finish just to have that off my hands as I will be leaving for a while. I will be off for a fishing trip for about 4 days so, yay.

Anyhow- I am gonna make this short because it’s late and I have to get up early tomorrow to leave for the trip so-

Again, credit to the original creator of Monster falls! Love this Au!

Hope you guys like it and have a wonderful day!