#griffin ford au

[elishevart]

The return of the floof ball! It’s GriFord!

Hope you like!

[stephreynaart]

Last commission of the season for @elishevart of the adorable and fluffy Griffin Ford! Both as a lil baby and big boy

Check out their Beast of Gravity Falls AU!

[sakua312]

04. Transition

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△▼Elder Speech / Hen Llinge : The language of the Aen Seidhe elves. It is used not only by elves, but also by mages and scholars.

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04. 過渡

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[eeveelotions]

If you are still taking request, how about some griFord fluff^^.

it's short, but I hope you like it anyway!

[jacky-rubou]

Hiya! If your request fic is open, do you mind a little Drabble with two young trouble maker like Stanley and baby GriFord?

Your wing au was really cool and it was nice to see one finished.

Little Stanley was walking around the Gravity Falls woods with his brother turned owl griffin, Dipper and Mabel following nearby for safety... sorta. Not near enough to hear Stan ramble about the prank he planned to pull on them though, that's for sure. Ever since Stan woke up like this, with no memories of ever being old (what a weird thought, being old) and by the side of the creature the twins had explained was his brother after a curse thirty years ago, he had a prank he'd wanted to play on them. Stan winked when the twins were out of sight and it was go time.

"AHHH HELP! FORD'S ATTACKING ME!" Stan shouted, a fear in his voice that frightened Dipper and Mabel. Ford? Why would he attack Stan? Maybe if he'd given in to his instincts? There was no time to think, Dipper and Mabel hurried to catch up to them, as they'd gone around a bend. Sure enough, Ford was on top of Stan, growling and scratching him with his claws. And... there was blood!

"Stop it, Ford! What's gotten into you?!" Dipper shouted, trying to pull off the small owl griffin with a shout. This was scary... and confusing. The beast waved his paws and flapped his wings as Dipper pulled him off of Stan. Mabel hurried to Stan and asked if he was alright, his shirt was shredded and bloody. But upon closer inspection, the blood seemed... odd.

"Hahahaha! You should've SEEN the look on your faces!" Stan doubled over, rolling around in laughter. Small ketchup packets from Greasy's Diner fell out of his shirt, shredded into pieces and oozing the blood-like ketchup. Dipper, hefting a now cozy Ford in his arms, sighed in exasperation. It was a prank. Of course it was.

"Don't do that! You scared us half to death!" Dipper shouted sharply, his heart still pounding from the experience, then took a deep breath, "Look, I'm sorry I snapped at you, but was ruining your shirt really worth it?"

"C'mon Dipper, don't be a wet rag! It was pretty funny!" Mabel exclaimed, helping the wheezing Stan to his feet. Dipper just rolled his eyes, placing Ford gently onto the ground, who had an 'innocent' look on his face. Ford hooted smugly as he ran over to Stan. Dipper managed to convince Stan to come back to the Shack to change, for his shirt was absolutely ruined in the prank.

"Ha! I told you it would work!" Stan held up his hand to the small owl griffin as they walked, "High six!"

Stan laughed as Ford stood on his back legs and tapped his hand with a large fluffy paw, before they both bounded closer to Dipper and Mabel. This had been a successful prank.

[plasma-archer]

The Beast of Gravity Falls (AU Fan Art)

Story written by: @elishevart

I've read this AU and I'm loving it. Here is my version of Ford's beast form. Or as an owl griffin. The original art of the griffin is cute, although I took a more traditional route for the griffin's design but implemented some of its original colors from the story. If you have not read the story, I recommend it.

[alexlacquemanne]

Aout MMXXIII

Films

L'Appel de la forêt (The Call of the Wild) (2020) de Chris Sanders avec Harrison Ford, Omar Sy, Karen Gillan, Dan Stevens et Bradley Whitford

Indiscret (Indiscreet) (1958) de Stanley Donen avec Cary Grant, Ingrid Bergman, Cecil Parker, Phyllis Calvert et David Kossoff

Jojo Rabbit (2019) de Taika Waititi avec Scarlett Johansson, Roman Griffin Davis, Thomasin McKenzie, Taika Waititi, Sam Rockwell et Rebel Wilson

Le Verdict (The Verdict) (1982) de Sidney Lumet avec Paul Newman, Charlotte Rampling, Jack Warden, James Mason, Milo O'Shea, Lindsay Crouse et Ed Binns

Mondwest (Westworld) (1973) de Michael Crichton avec Yul Brynner, Richard Benjamin, James Brolin, Dick Van Patten, Anne Randall, Majel Barrett et Terry Wilson

La Grande Lessive (!) (1968) de Jean-Pierre Mocky avec Bourvil, Francis Blanche, Roland Dubillard, Jean Tissier, Michael Lonsdale, R. J. Chauffard, Jean Poiret, Karyn Balm et Alix Mahieux

La Traversée de Paris (1956) de Claude Autant-Lara avec Jean Gabin, Bourvil, Louis de Funès, Jeannette Batti, Georgette Anys, Robert Arnoux, Laurence Badie et Myno Burney

Austerlitz (1960) d'Abel Gance avec Pierre Mondy, Jean Marais, Martine Carol, Elvire Popesco, Georges Marchal, Vittorio De Sica, Michel Simon, Rossano Brazzi, Claudia Cardinale et Leslie Caron

La Bride sur le cou (1961) de Roger Vadim avec Brigitte Bardot, Joséphine James, Mireille Darc, Edith Zetline, Michel Subor, Jacques Riberolles et Claude Brasseur

Hiroshima, mon amour (1959) d'Alain Resnais avec Emmanuelle Riva, Eiji Okada, Bernard Fresson, Stella Dassas et Pierre Barbaud

Quo vadis (1951) de Mervyn LeRoy avec Robert Taylor, Deborah Kerr, Leo Genn, Peter Ustinov, Patricia Laffan, Buddy Baer et Finlay Currie

La Classe américaine : Le Grand Détournement (1993) de Michel Hazanavicius et Dominique Mézerette avec Christine Delaroche, Evelyne Grandjean, Marc Cassot, Patrick Guillemin, Raymond Loyer, Joël Martineau, Jean-Claude Montalban, Roger Rudel et Gérard Rouzier

Beethoven 3 (Beethoven's 3rd) (2000) de David M. Evans avec Judge Reinhold, Julia Sweeney, Joe Pichler, Michaela Gallo, Mike Ciccolini, Jamie Marsh et Danielle Keaton

The Big Short (2015) d'Adam McKay avec Christian Bale, Steve Carell, Ryan Gosling, Brad Pitt, Melissa Leo, Rafe Spall et Marisa Tomei

GoldenEye (1995) de Martin Campbell avec Pierce Brosnan, Sean Bean, Izabella Scorupco, Famke Janssen, Joe Don Baker, Judi Dench, Robbie Coltrane, Tchéky Karyo et Alan Cumming

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) de Wes Anderson avec Ralph Fiennes, Tony Revolori, F. Murray Abraham, Saoirse Ronan, Mathieu Amalric, Adrien Brody, Willem Dafoe et Jeff Goldblum

Le Hussard sur le toit (1995) de Jean-Paul Rappeneau avec Juliette Binoche, Olivier Martinez, Claudio Amendola, Isabelle Carré, François Cluzet, Jean Yanne : le colporteur juif et Pierre Arditi

Heat (1995) de Michael Mann avec Al Pacino, Robert De Niro, Val Kilmer, Tom Sizemore, Diane Venora, Amy Brenneman, Dennis Haysbert, Ashley Judd, Mykelti Williamson et Natalie Portman

Excalibur (1981) de John Boorman avec Nigel Terry, Helen Mirren, Nicol Williamson, Cherie Lunghi, Nicholas Clay, Paul Geoffrey, Robert Addie, Gabriel Byrne, Patrick Stewart et Liam Neeson

Le Grand Chantage (Sweet Smell of Success) (1957) d'Alexander Mackendrick avec Burt Lancaster, Tony Curtis, Susan Harrison, Martin Milner, Sam Levene, Barbara Nichols et David White

Séries

Castle Saison 2, 3

Rire et Châtiment - Le Flic fantôme - La Guerre des cuisines - Doublement Mort - Espion d'un jour - Présumé coupable - Mort par prédiction - Rencontre avec le passé - Duel à l'ancienne - Anatomie d'un assassinat - Triple Tueur - Célèbre à tout prix

Happy Days Saison 1

Échec ou mat - La Première Bagnole - La Première Cuite de Richie - Une visite inattendue - Le Festival rock - Le Club des Démons - Fonzie vient dîner - Nuit au palace - Une rupture difficile - Qui perd gagne - Rendez-vous surprise - Le Tatouage de Richie - Richie et les beatniks - Le Garçon d'honneur - De la bagarre dans l'air - Un homme prudent

Inspecteur Barnaby Saison 11

Les Noces de sang - Fusillé à l'aube - L’assassin est servi - Macabres Découvertes - Une alliance maléfique - Le Crépuscule des héros - Le Mystère du bois des moines

Downton Abbey Saison 1, 2

Question de succession - Le Nouvel Héritier - Le Diplomate turc - Entre ambitions et jalousies - La Rumeur se propage - La Fiancée de Matthew - L'Entraide - La Maison des intrigues - Portés disparus - Nouvelles Vies - Épidémie - L'Esprit de Noël

Affaires sensibles

Mai 68, le coup de théâtre du Général de Gaulle - Autoroutes françaises : la machine à cash - William Randolph Hearst : de Citizen Kane à Donald Trump - Orson Welles - La guerre des mondes - François Fillon et le "Pénélopegate" - Contrat Première Embauche, mieux que rien ou pire que tout ? - 31 août 1997 : mort d'une princesse anglaise

Kaamelott Livre II

Spangenhelm - Les Alchimistes - Le Dialogue de Paix - Le Portrait - Silbury Hill - Le Reclassement - Le Rassemblement du Corbeau - Les Volontaires II - Le Terroriste - La Chambre - Le Message Codé - La Délégation Maure - L’Enlèvement de Guenièvre - Les Classes de Bohort - Le Monde d’Arthur - Les Tuteurs - Les Jumelles du Pêcheur - Sept Cent Quarante-Quatre - L'Absolution - Les Misanthropes - La Cassette - Plus Près de Toi - La Révolte - Sous les Verrous - Séli et les Rongeurs - Un Roi à la Taverne II - L'Ancien Temps - Le Passage Secret - Les Mauvaises Graines - La Garde Royale - L'Ivresse - Mater Dixit - Spiritueux - La Ronde - Merlin l'Archaïque - Les Exploités - L’Escorte II - Le Larcin - La Rencontre - Les Pigeons - O'Brother - La Fête du Printemps - La Voix Céleste - L'Invincible - Amen - Le Cadeau - Le Complot - La Vigilance d’Arthur - Les Chiens de Guerre - Always - Arthur in Love - Excalibur et le Destin - L'Absent - The Game - La Quinte Juste - La Fumée Blanche - Unagi II La Joute Ancillaire - Le Donneur - Le Jeu du Caillou - L'Alliance - Le Secret d'Arthur - Aux Yeux de Tous - Immaculé Karadoc - La Morsure du Dace - Les Neiges Eternelles - Des Hommes d'Honneur - Stargate - Feue la Vache de Roparzh - Les Vœux - Le Pédagogue - Perceval et le Contre-Sirop - L'Oubli - L'Ambition - Le Poème - Corpore Sano - Le Havre de Paix - L'Anniversaire de Guenièvre - La Botte Secrète II - Les Parchemins Magiques - L'Enragé - Trois Cent Soixante Degrés - Pupi - Vox Populi II - Le Rebelle - Les Félicitations - Les Paris - Les Esclaves - Les Drapeaux - Le Guet - Le Sort Perdu - La Restriction - La Corde - Le Tourment II - Le Plat National - Le Temps des Secrets - La Conscience d'Arthur - La Frange Romaine - L'Orateur - Les Comptes

Le Coffre à Catch

#127 : Dream Match + Kozlov : J'en ai rêvé, Teddy l'a fait ! - #128 : La ECW et Mark Henry nous gâtent de cadeaux ! - #129 : Le pire main event de la ECW : Agius pète un câble ! - #130 : On démarre l'année ECW 2009 avec le Connard du Catch ! - [LIVE] Coffre à Catch Hors-série : ECW December to Dismember

Columbo Saison 1

Accident

Idéfix et les Irréductibles

Labienus tu m'auras pas - Une affaire corsée - Turbine encrassée - Une Ibère dans la ville

Biographies WWE Saison 1

Bret "The Hitman" Hart

Batman, la série animée Saison 1

Les Enfants de la nuit - Version originale - Les Oubliés du Nouveau Monde - Fugue en sol Joker

Spectacles

One Night Only : The Bee Gees Live in Las Vegas (1997)

Livres

Vies des douze Césars de Suétone

Détective Conan : Tome 12 de Gôshô Aoyama

Détective Conan : Tome 13 de Gôshô Aoyama

Hero Corp Tome 3 : Chroniques - Partie II de Simon Astier et Francesca Follini

Les 7 prochaines vies de Greta Thunberg : Que sera, dans vingt cinq ans, Greta devenue ? de Fréville

[detectivejigsawpines]

Occam's Razor

For the Discord Secret Santa; I know you've seen this already, but Merry Christmas, @elishevart.

Stan used to think his life couldn’t possibly get worse.

And then he found out his brother had been turned into a giant owl-griffin-monster thing, and didn’t know how to change back.

…Which, on the one hand, meant that they were together again, and now he had a house and a job and wasn’t completely alone in the world anymore.

On the other hand, the fact remained that Ford had been turned into a giant owl-griffin-monster thing, and neither of them knew how to change him back, and there were times Stan worried that he was forgetting how to think like a human.

Such as when he did things like go chasing after deer, or stare at Stan like he was a big, juicy mouse or whatever owl-griffin-monsters ate.

And a little anxious part of him in the back of his mind was starting to worry that he might forget how to think like a human altogether, and if that happened-

No!

No, they were going to find those stupid journals, and then Stan was going to figure out how to change Ford back!

Despite his resolve, Stan had to admit that it had been almost two years, and he still hadn’t accomplished either of those goals. And even though Ford still seemed to remember who he was and stuff, the times when he acted like a mindless animal were becoming more and more frequent, so he was starting to get a little desperate.

And then one day he found some of Ford’s old notes on a perfect solution, which was on the first floor, behind a bookcase.

***

“Hey Ford! C’mere a second, I think I found something!”

“Ooo Hooo?” The floorboards under Stan’s feet trembled, and a minute later his brother’s head appeared in the doorway, tilted curiously in a way he’d be mortified to hear was pretty dang adorable.

This had better work…

Stan shuffled his bare socks one more time against the soft blue carpet, feeling the tingle that rose in response, and before he could lose his nerve (or Ford could realize what he was doing and stop him) he stepped forward and quickly jabbed a hand into his brother’s fuzzy, feathery chest.

Ford barely had time to let out a startled squawk before the charge Stan had built up enveloped both of them.

***

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing Stan noticed was how…clear everything had become.

His vision had always been at least a little better than Ford’s, but now his dazed eyes were able to see the actual dust motes hovering in the air in front of his eyes in the-ugh, in the horrible blinding sunlight, just like if he was having a hangover or something!

Stan flinched, and lifted his han-his paw, draping it over his face in an attempt to block out the throbbing. It was a little disorienting, since his new front leg didn’t bend exactly the same way his arm had, but it was close enough for him to get the jist of it.

As he lay on the floor, trying to regain his bearings, it occurred to him just how big he was now. Big, and heavy, and hairy. It took him a moment to realize that the thing brushing against his back leg was his new tail twitching, and that with a conscious effort he was able to make the tuft shift away to a new spot on the floor.

This is so weird…wonder how Ford-

Oh. Yeah. Better check on him.

Gingerly, slowly, Stan forced his eyes back open, squinting against the light so he could see how his brother was handling this.

Oh geez, it looked so weird to see himself slowly sitting up-on all fours, he noticed-and staring down at his hands, and then the rest of his body, like it was the weirdest thing he’d ever seen.

“Ugh-Awooo-Graaa-” Ford squawked and coughed, before slowly lifting his head and looking at Stan. His eyes widened in realization-and then narrowed.

“Ssssstanleeeey-!”

***

Even with the struggle of learning how to move in his new body, Stan still managed to lunge away before Ford could grab him and undo his hard work, overturning several pieces of furniture in his escape.

“ROooStanleygetbackhere!” For a man who hadn’t been capable of speech in two years, Ford was regaining the ability relatively fast. And even though it was in Stan’s voice, he could faintly recognize the tones and inflections that he’d always unconsciously associated with his brother. It made his breath catch in his throat, even as he lunged into the living room and sought refuge on the sofa.

Ford was apparently struggling to remember how to walk on two legs too, if the crashing and banging that accompanied his arrival were anything to go by.

When he finally got into the living room, he put his hands on his hips and glared at Stan.

“What were you thinking, knucklehead?! There were so many factors you weren’t accounting for that could have done permanent damage to both of us!”

Stan let out an indignant screech, and actually felt his hackles rising like an angry cat. Well, excuse me for wanting ta help you figure out this stupid curse once and for all, not to mention make sure you don’t lose your mind!

To his surprise, Ford actually looked a little…frightened, and took a small step back. After a final annoyed huff, Stan lowered himself down onto the cushions; his new tail automatically curled up and around him.

Even though it was still his face, it was definitely Ford’s litany of expressions that flitted across it, since the nerd had about as much of a poker face as Stan had a knowledge of theoretical physics. The anger was still there, but mixed up with it was confusion, a hint of fear, and, after another glance down at his newly regained hands…looking suspiciously like he was trying not to cry.

Besides, now you finally get a chance to be normal like you always wanted; I dunno what you’re complaining about.

Finally Ford looked up again, jaw clenched.

“…As soon as I find my other journals and figure out how to undo the spell, we’re switching back. Is that clear?”

Stan rolled his eyes and ruffled his neck feathers.

Whatever you say, Poindexter.

[jackyjackdraws]

Monochrome Commission for @elishevart

This big monster's got some big hugs to share

(Like what you see? Consider commissioning me!)

[elishevart]

Comfort from a fluffy friend.

Hope You like!

Speedpaint below!

[gobblewanker]

How about a little griffin Ford? ;) the sketch you did a while back is still one of my favorite^^.

Your art and story are awesome! Looking forward for more of your stuff in the future.

Two babies for the price of one?

According to a cut scene from "Blendin's Game" Stan got Gompers the goat as a baby from a tourist who tried to use him pay for the tour. Maybe here, he'd decide that 'alright then, Ford could use a buddy to keep him company while I'm working.'

He's less than enthused.

[graboidfarmer]

Are you still taking request? 👉👈

I don’t even really know what to ask😅

Mmm…

how about Ford seing snow falling for the first time in 30 years (pretty sure he didn’t see this much in all his travels)?

Or

Your take on some GriFord😅👉👈 fluff?

Congrats on the milestone! Your stuff is always nice to stumble upon!

@elishevart Here’s my Griffin Ford drabble, finally completed!

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The first time it happened was by pure accident. The second time, well… he was just being a jerk.

Stan had been up all night studying, which wasn’t in itself unusual. This time the culprit responsible for his all-nighter was a physics textbook he’d read before in a state of such utter exhaustion that he’d barely retained any information at all. And so he sat at Ford’s desk, coffee pot within reach, and slogged through page after page of formulas and equations and explanations of terms like “inverse proportion” and “Planck’s constant” and cursed himself for not paying attention in high school.

Finally, when the sun began to peek through the curtains of his brother’s study, he forced himself to take a break. He hadn’t eaten in hours, and his stomach was audibly protesting. Dragging himself downstairs, he made his way to the kitchen. He was not surprised to see his brother waiting for him, parked on his haunches next to the refrigerator.

“Yeah, yeah,” said Stan, gently shoving the giant mass of feathers aside so he could open the door. “We gotta rig this thing so you can open it yourself. You know, without pulling it down on top of you.”

The owl-griffin huffed, his breath stirring Stan’s hair as he pulled out a raw slab of chuck roast and tossed it on a plate before placing it on the floor. Ford’s feathers fluffed up in pleasure as he proceeded to devour it. Yechhh.

Shaking his head, Stan washed his hands and turned his attention to his own meal. He wanted eggs and bacon, but they were out of pretty much everything. Sighing, he settled on a peanut butter sandwich and some veggies he’d bought on a sudden impulse to eat healthier. He tried to grab everything at once, and in so doing, dropped a cucumber. He watched it roll across the kitchen floor before coming to a stop beside Ford’s hind foot. Guess he wouldn’t be eating that.

Oblivious, Ford finished his breakfast, happily licking his chops, and turned his huge body to greet Stan properly. Without warning, he let out an ear-piercing shriek and leaped straight up into the air, nearly knocking the table over in the process.

“What the hell, Sixer?” Stan demanded, clutching his chest. “You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

Ignoring him, the griffin lowered his head to the floor, until his beak just barely touched the cucumber. He was glaring at the produce like it had attacked him.

“What the…” Stan bent down and picked it up. “This? This is what had you shaking in your tail feathers? It’s just a cucumber, Big Bird!”

Ford merely narrowed his eyes at it, then stalked out of the room, looking over at his shoulder at the offending object in distrust. Out of nowhere, Newton’s Third Law of Motion popped into Stan’s head: “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.”

Stan found himself laughing as he washed the cucumber off in the sink. This called for a physics experiment.

He waited for a couple of days, until the incident had been forgotten, at least in Ford’s mind. And then, when the griffin was curled up on the floor of the basement lab, sorting through some of his old research notes, Stan quietly and carefully crept up behind him and placed the cucumber on the ground near his tail.

“Hey, Sixer,” he said, stepping back. “Could you come have a look at something for me?”

With a yawn and a stretch, Ford stood up and turned around. His reaction on seeing the cucumber was instantaneous: the big beast shot up into the air with an alarmed “HOOOO!” and took several jumps backward, his back arched and his wings spread in a threatening manner. Stan burst out laughing, clutching at his sides in pain.

“Oh, sweet Moses,” he wheezed. “I wish I’d had a camera. Ford, if you could see yourself… scared to death of a little cucumber…” He dissolved into laughter again.

Ford shot him an icy glare. Turning his back on his brother, he padded over to a dark corner of the lab and sat down, facing the wall, his tail tucked tightly around him and his ear tufts flattened against his head.

Immediately Stan regretted the prank. “Aww, Ford…” He went over to his brother and placed a hand on his flank. “I’m sorry, that was a rotten thing to do. I won’t do it again, I promise. Here, look.” To prove it, he picked up the evil cucumber and made sure Ford was watching while he snapped it in half before tossing both ends aside. “There. It’s dead.”

“Hooo…” Reluctantly, Ford stood and walked toward it, staring at its broken corpse. Then he stepped on it a few times, just to be sure.

Threat neutralized.

[nataliedanovelist]

GF AU - The Beast’s Sweater

Another commission for @elishevart!!! Seriously, this gal has helped me so much, THANK YOU! I loved getting to know her Beast of Gravity Falls AU better, and you guys should seriously check it out! It’s really good!

The morning after secrets were revealed, Mabel decides that someone deserves a homemade sweater.

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Mabel was usually awake between six and seven o’clock in the morning; that was not abnormal. She started each morning rubbing Waddles’ belly, going to the kitchen for a glass of Mabel Juice, and would sit on either the couch on the porch or in front of the TV to knit her sweater for the day; all of this was pretty standard Mabel-behavior. What was a little unusual about this morning was the fact that she was luring a huge six-toed Griffin out of the basement, cooing softly as the beast happily followed the girl.

“That’s it, good Grunkle, good Grunkle.” Mabel praised, leading the cursed scientist out of the more touristy side of the house and to the more homey side of the house, grabbing a slice of raw bacon (sorry Waddles) from the kitchen before settling on the floor, by Grunkle Stan’s armchair, and she held out the meat to the griffin.

He sniffed curiously with round eyes, and once he understood the snack was for him, he pinched it with his beak and ate it, peacefully chirping and cooing as Mabel grabbed her knitting stuff from behind the armchair and picked a beautiful blue yarn.

“Good Grunkle.” Mabel praised and began to knit, the griffin lying on his belly, his head inches from the almost-teenager, and she smiled as her needles happily clicked and filled the silent morning air.

Sure, having your great-uncle hide his twin brother in the basement is weird. Sure, have it be because said-twin accidentally turned himself into a griffin when experimenting is weird, too. And sure, having your great-uncle fake his death and spend thirty years trying to turn his brother back is… weird, but mostly sweet.

And really, with all the gnomes, Gobblewonkers, Wax-People, psychic kids, teenagers, ghosts, presidents frozen in peanut brittle, time-travelers, live video game characters, shrinking and growing crystals, Summerween Tricksters, Gremloblins, Bottomless Pits and Truth-Telling Teeth, hot vampires playing baseball, mermen, freaky carpets, clones, dinosaurs, and zombies, the whole uncle-griffin thing was not the weirdest thing Mabel has ever encountered.

And so as she digested the newest piece of family history was feathery-display to her last night, she couldn’t help but think of how unfair it was that her poor Grunkle Ford had to be in the basement, and how he might get cold. Well, okay, he has feathers, but sweaters are also good for forever hugs. So Mabel went to sleep, determined to make her newly-discovered relative a sweater.

It was honestly the more difficult and complicated sweater Mabel had made yet, and that made it only more exciting. She had to be careful to leave room for his giant wings in the sweater, as well as four arm-holes and of course the neck, too. She was reminded of dog-sweaters she would make for her neighbors, except much bigger.

About an hour of knitting, and Mabel could hear grunts and a spit. Grunkle Stan’s back pain must have woken him up. He yawned as he went to the kitchen, and Mabel could hear coffee brewing. A few minutes later and the old conman in boxers, undershirt, and fez stood at the living room doorway with a steaming mug in his grasp.

He raised an eyebrow at the scene and grunted, “You got a little something there, sweetie.”

Mabel giggled and paused to scratch under the griffin’s chin. “Yeah, I hope it’s okay. I thought it might be nice to squeeze in some fresh air before tourists come to the lab.”

Stan shrugged. “Fine by me. New sweater?”

“Yup!” She held up the fourth-finished article of clothing up to the dozing animal and studied. “Hm… Yeah, it should be big enough.” And she resumed knitting. “I figured since he’s the only one without a Mabel original.”

Stan snorted and smiled. “Nah, that’s a good idea. Y’know Ford used to love sweaters. Wore them all the time.”

Mabel looked up at her uncle, hands still moving rapidly, and she grinned with shining eyes. “Really?!”

“Yeah.” Stan chuckled. “Didn’t get a chance to show you a picture of him, did I? Here…” He walked away and Mabel patiently waited, excited to see her long-lost uncle.

The griffin beside her slowly inched closer to her, finally being bold enough to rest his big head on her lap. Mabel was surprised, but loved it. She smiled and petted his feathery head, then resumed her work.

“Here we are. Still smells like salt-water taffy.” Stan came back with a very old photo album and sat in the armchair, sitting his mug of coffee on the dinosaur’s skull, and he opened the book to the very end, where it showed two nearly-identical high-school boys, the buffer one hooking an arm around the other’s neck.

It was easy to tell who was who, with Stan’s big grin and beefy arms still the same a hundred years later, or however old he was. Mabel awed at the other teenager, the one with slightly-fluffier hair, like Mabel’s, brown eyes, like everyone else in the family, round glasses, and six fingers on each hand. Ford was laughing in the picture, swearing a golden sweater-vest with an orange button-up long-sleeve underneath. He looked like a nerd, Mabel wasn’t going to deny that, but he also looked very nice.

“Wow.” Mabel smiled at the photo as Stan held the book down for her. “You have the same smile.”

Stan smiled and joked, “Well, duh, we are twins, y’know.”

Mabel flipped through the album, going backwards so the boys got younger. “What was he like?” She asked softly. Of all the things Stan talked about last night, he made Ford’s interest very clear, but not his personality.

“Hm? Oh.” Stan shrugged. “Um, he was a huge nerd for one thing. Won every spelling bee and science fair Glass Shard had to offer, but he was nice. He was probably the most socially-awkward kid I know. Like, he was just as happy as anyone when Shermie brought your dad home, but he refused to hold him and didn’t really know what to do with himself. And, oh man! When we were in high-school, I tried to help him with the ladies by letting him pretend to be me and I pretended to be him, and all he did was ruin my reputation!” He laughed, making Mabel giggle.

“Then there was… HAHA!” Stan laughed, shaking his head. “No no, I’ll wait to tell you that one…”

“Tell me, tell me, tell me!” Mabel begged. “Please!”

Stan grinned and said, “Okay, okay… so, Ford wasn’t the greatest with girls. Ever since Cathy screamed at his six-fingers he was terrified of any female. So, this genius…” He started to laugh while talking, meaning lots of pauses for laughter and air. “… thought it would be smart… to build… oh God!… A Kissing Robot!”

The two laughed, making the griffin sit up and ruffle his feathers. “No way!” Mabel laughed, wiping a tear from her eye.

“Yes way!” Stan howled. “It was… ugh! Ford read a bunch of Ma’s old magazines, and it had a Cubix’s Cube for a mouth, and a siren would go off if you kissed it wrong. Well he thought it would be a good call to bring this to school…”

“NO!” Mabel gasped, halfway through the sweater, her hands a blur.

“Yes!” Stan barked. “It fell out of his backpack at gym, the siren goes off, and the only way to turn it off is to kiss it in front of the whole school!”

The two laughed until their ribs were sore and their faces were red. Mabel paused her knitting to pet the griffin apologetically, but her laughing did not cease. That was, hands down, one of the best stories Stan had ever told her.

“So long story short, he didn’t get a date to prom…”

“Aw boo!” Mabel huffed, calming down, and she resumed her project. “Well I can’t wait to meet him and have him tell embarrassing stories about you.”

Stan snorted, stuck on what Mabel said, and more doubtful than he would like to be. After thirty years of failure, it was hard to believe he would get his brother back. Maybe some things can’t be undone.

“You think he’s gonna like me?” Mabel asked.

“What? Course he will.” Stan answered. “He’s gonna love you.”

Mabel shrugged, a half-smile on her rosy cheeks. “I’m not a scientist like you and him and Dipper.”

“No, but not only are you a master sweater-maker, you’re super sweet and cute and give the best hugs. Sure Ford’s a scientist, but he’s also the biggest softie I know. This is the same guy who would get emotional over Ma’s soap operas and had the same stuffed kitty for years. I wouldn't be surprised if he’s all over you. He already is.” Stan pointed out, coincidentally the large griffin resting his head on Mabel’s lap again, purring like a cozy kitten.

Mabel smiled. “Good. I love him, too.”

Stan ruffled her hair and stood up. “Well, somebody’s gotta scramble the meat. Make sure he’s down stairs by ten, okay pumpkin?”

“Gotcha.”

It was a pretty average morning after that. Dipper came down the stairs like a zombie and slowly munched on his breakfast while Mabel inhaled hers so she could get back to work on the sweater.

Right as the owl-clock chimed ten times, Stan buttoned his suit and adjusted his fez, and in the mirror he could see a little girl leading a large griffin towards the basement, smiling as Ford wore a brilliant blue sweater. Which of course made Stan smile, too.

[jacky-rubou]

How about some Griffin Ford fluff? If you are up to. 👉🏼👈🏻

congrats on the milestone! This is awesome and your stuff is awesome to read too!

"Hey Grunkle Stan? Does Grunkle Ford like to fly?" Mabel asked, tugging Stan's arm towards the owl griffin lazing around in the yard, "I don't think I've ever seen him fly since we got here!"

"Sure he does sweetheart, he just doesn't get the chance to very often. He has to be secret about it..." Stan replied, an idea forming in his mind, "I usually take him to the lake at night to fly. I'm sure I could bring you and Dipper along tonight if you really want."

"Really?! Thanks Grunkle Stan!" Mabel giggled as she reached Ford's position. Ford had heard everything, but didn't seem upset. In fact, he looked excited to take his little niblings along on one of his night flights. Ford nuzzled Mabel softly as she stroked his feathers.

That night, Stan woke the twins up from their sleep and snuck out with them in tow. Ford was already at the lake, waiting for their arrival, his grey feathers glistening in the moonlight. The twins stood by him and without warning Ford grabbed Dipper by his vest with his beak and gently plopped him onto his back. He did the same with Mabel's and her sweater.

Stan hopped up of his own volition, not needing any assistance. Stan firmly told them to hang on as Ford went out with a sprint towards the lake. Dipper and Mabel gripped Ford's body tightly and shrieked as Ford unfurled his wings and took off just before he would've fallen into the lake.

"It's okay to open your eyes now, kids." Stan nudged them when Ford's flight had leveled out. Dipper opened his eyes to see the lake rushing past, the stars glittering in the sky, and the reflection of them riding Ford in the surface of the water. It was beautiful. Ford's wings rhythmically flapping underneath them felt strangely comforting.

Suddenly Ford ascended, startling Stan and the kids. They only just hung on by sheer will. It was worth it when the view opened up to show the entire Gravity Falls valley, small lights from town lighting up the otherwise dark area. It was then that the sky opened up and a meteor shower lit up the sky.

"Whoa, that's so cool!" Dipper exclaimed in awe at the pinpricks of light streaking through the sky. Ford hooted agreement, watching them along with his passengers. Not very long after, the shower ended, and everyone felt the need to go home.

"Time to go home Poindexter." Stan stated sleepily, patting Ford's back. Ford nodded and descended in the direction of the shoreline. Once on the ground, the twins gave Ford the largest hug they could possibly give an owl griffin of that size and got safely taken down by Ford the same way they got up.

"Thank you Grunkle Ford, for that amazing ride!" Mabel expressed, hugging Ford once again from the ground. This had been an experience they would never forget. Stan and the twins walked back home with Ford feeling grateful he'd been able to provide such a neat ride.

[eregyrn-falls-art]

Older owl-griffin Ford from @elishevart‘s The Beast of Gravity Falls au (see the tag for links to the stories as well as lots of art!).  Thanks for giving me the chance to do something with this good fluffy boi!  I hope to do some more with him at some point, he’s such a fun design.

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