#interdimensional criminals and nightmares

[alicec-666]

"Don't be a SQUARE!"

I keep forgetting about having an account here, oops :'3c

Either way, a little fan art I couldn't help, but make for the @jozlyn-moon 's Amber Skies AU comic series. And, let me tell ya, those are FIRE and I srsly recommend you check them out

[rabbitindemun]

Quality time w/ the gang

[Image description: digital art of Mabel and the Henchmaniacs from Gravity Falls. She's putting makeup on 8-Ball's face, and Teeth wears a frilly blue dress. Bill floats in the background, saying: "Teeth, that color does not flatter you." Teeth replies: "Shut up, yes it does... you jealous." End ID.]

[toytanks]

saw a poll abt which henchmaniac gives the best head but they didn't include paci-fire cuz he looks like a baby so he might BE one for his species and at first i was like. huh. kinda stupid cuz the rest of them very well could be kids as well, yeah? and then i thought. what if bills just like a fucking really unorthodox kindergarten teacher taking his students on a field trip

[monstrousmuse]

Honestly, they should have just given The Horrifying Sweaty One-Armed Monstrosity a giant Gobstopper—y’know, those rainbow ones with the cool psychedelic swirling patterns on the inside—and told him that it was a Candy Planet or something.

All of his their problems would have been solved.

[basilthesnakingthing]

I love how the book of bill turns Letting The Triangle Into Your Dimension into more of a moral dilemma than it was in the show, or even Journal 3. “To Bill this is only a game, but to us, it would mean the end of the world.” Except that actually, to Bill it’s his home, and it’s the ragtag gang of scrappy orphan rascals that he took charge of, gave purpose to, and became the protector/leader of, and all of their lives at stake. He tried to brush it off, but it seems like he genuinely feels responsible for them. They’re scared. Of course, they’re still criminals. If you did let them in, they would wreck your home and end/ruin lots of people’s lives, and that would be wrong. But just leaving them to die feels messed up.

I love that the book humanizes Bill without trying to convince you that anything he did wasn’t as bad as we thought. (Well, Bill is constantly trying to tell you that, but we’re all very well aware that he’s an unreliable narrator.) But he doesn’t know how the Edge of the Nightmare Realm came about. He gets defensive. (this was touched on in weirdmageddon, but I don’t see nearly enough people talking about how he can’t take what he dishes.) He’s not some master manipulator who knows you inside and out, better than you could ever know yourself or him, he just scans some of your memories for some stuff you might care about and runs with it. The only reason it worked so well with Ford was because they already had similar trauma and compatible personalities. I honestly think that if Bill had just told the truth about the true purpose of the portal that they would have been great friends. Ford -knowing what would happen this time- wouldn’t have ever tried to build the portal, but he would help Bill problem-solve to find a way to not be eaten by the Edge. Bill could get him all the information, and the context, and the what the living there was like without ever getting interdimensional travel involved, because you know he could, and then nothing bad would’ve happened, and how it really went was fucking tragic.

I love that we get even more psychological horror journal pages, even more intense than Journal 3 had. And I love that it shows us that Bill made a mistake and the consequences of it were so traumatic that his memories of that day are repressed. He’s just . . a guy. Who has too much power how ill adjusted he is.

But I am deeply annoyed at how Bill all but told us that his relationship to Ford was romantic in nature. I maintain that Ford never thought of Bill in a romantic way, because he is aroace. It’s very clear in the show, but especially in Journal 3. Anyone who tells you otherwise either has no reading comprehension skills or is retconning something. But I can’t deny that Bill clearly outlined how he would court someone, and that he has done those things to Ford. Can I pretend that was just him screwing with us because he knew we would come to that conclusion? *deep dramatic sigh* Probably not because of how how he acted when he was drunk. To yoose guys this is delightful, I know, but to me all the stuff above that I said I did like were enough to make this a fascinating dynamic. The romance part is just kind of there. All inconveniently. Making it feel less interesting and meaningful.

Will definitely do an essay on what the book of Bill implies about Billy’s home world at some point. Might make a comic about The Good Timeline where Bill was honest to begin with.

[princesspastel8]

Chapter 9: A night to remember

Dipper POV

"Pinetree!" I hear Bill shout, disturbing my sightseeing.

I sigh, turning around and walking inside. "Yes, Bill?"

"I just wanted to introduce you to the interdimensional criminals and nightmares I call my friends! Eight ball -"

"Cryptos, zanthar, teeth, keyhole, hexagon, morphing shape, Pyronica, pacifier, and those flying eyeballs currently creating your throne of stone humans as we speak." I said, cutting him off while looking at his friends blankly. I know who they all are. I pacifically remember eight ball and teeth.

Bill pouts, crossing his arms over his chest. "well alright wise guy."

"Bill, where did you get this puppet from?" Eight ball said.

"Yeah! He's sucking the joy from this party!" Teeth shouts while holding a glass of wine.

"I don't know you two. He's kind of cute." Pyronica said, stepping uncomfortably closer to me.

"Oh, shut up horn face. You flirt with anything that moves." Keyhole said while pushing her. The two begin to fight over matters that did not concern me.

I feel someone... or something behind me. I jump, turning around while subconsciously pulling my pocket knife out. I hear everyone burst into laughter, except Bill. I glance at him, the look of pity colored his features, but is quickly masked by a wide grin.

"What use could this flesh bag be?" Pacifier said, in a threatening tone.

Before I can fire back at the damn thing, Bill cuts it. "Quiet down! If it wasn't for pinetree here, none of this would be possible! Treat him with a little respect, and no one gets hurt. Or killed. Depends on my mood."

No one said a word. They look shock, some whispering and questioning Bill's response. I sigh. Now I'm irritated, and nothing good happens when I'm irritated.

"Why is it so quiet?! Let's party!" Bill cheers.

The tense atmosphere quickly vanishes, replaced by cheers and loud music. I cringe, the loud music giving me a headache.

"Bill." I call out nervously through my mind, hoping he can hear me.

I watch as Bill glances at me from his throne. He slowly floats down towards me. "Yes, my pinetree?" He hums calmly.

"The music is giving me a headache... And bringing bad memories. I'm going to look around. And think of a plan to break the dome."

Bill nods his head in understanding, petting my head as if I'm a dog. I slap his hand away with a frown. "Ok. Just call my name if you need anything."

"Fine. But no petting me. This will not become a thing."

"Awwwww, but it's so cute watching you get all flustered~"

I blush unwillingly, turning away from him. "Fuck off!"

As I voice my response through my mind, one of Bill's friends calls him over for a round of 'spin the human' he looks at me with a smirk. "See ya pinetree!"

I roll my eyes, beginning my journey around the triangle shaped castle. It's strange....remembering how Bill nearly killed both Mable and I. How everyone thought he was gone the moment Stan memories were erased. I'm sure it didn't take Ford Long to realise that Bill simply returned to the mindscape of his dimension.

I chuckle, tracing my fingers along the wall. I smile bitterly as I begin to laugh. "The moment everything went back to normal my life slowly... but surely became a living hell. She had the nerve to cry.. in front of me?! That bitch!" I shout, punching the wall. I hiss, looking down at my now bloody knuckle. I sigh, "I really need to calm down and -"

I'm cut off by a strong shove to the shoulder, pushing me to the ground. "Ack! Hey, what the hell-"

I'm cut off yet again by a kick to the stomach. I gag, struggling to breathe since the wind is knocked out of me. I look up to see Pacifier. I clench my jaw in anger. "What the hell is your prob- AH!"

I cry out from him, picking me up by my hair. I felt my body begin to shake from fear and frustration. This is bringing back memories I wish never existed.

"You're nothing flash bag. Just a pathetic, weak human. Bill helped you achieve his own goal while using you. Face it human, you're nothing but a skin puppet." It's deep voice said, venom dripping from its tone.

I feel tears welling in my eyes as I bite down on my lip as it starts to bleed. I spit in its face, tears flowing down my cheeks. "Fuck. You. You damn baby demon!" I shout.

Its face stays stone cold, showing no expression. It reaches for my arm, grabbing it and squeezing it tightly. I whimper and shout in agony, hearing the bone snap out of place. I close my eyes, thinking of one name... the only being I know I can trust.

"Bill!"

Within a millisecond, I feel a par of strong arms wrap around me, holding me tightly and protectively. I slowly open my eyes, greeted by a very angry Bill. I glance around, noticing a hole in the wall, smoke flowing out of Bill's index finger. He looks down at me worriedly. "Are you alright, pinetree?"

I smile but whince in pain. "M-my arm...."

He looks at my arm, the rage in his eyes growing. "Oh... Don't think human arms bend that way.." he said and poked it.

"Ack! Bill, you idiot stop! Just fix it!"

"Uh...are you sure? It's going to hurt. I'm not a gentle demon, you know."

I chuckle. "I don't want to meet a gentle demon. That'll be weird, don't you think?"

"Oh, the irony! Anyways, get ready...three two-"

I shout in pain, my eyes watering. "B-BILL YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO COUNT TO ONE! NOT END AT TWO! YOU IDIOT DORITO!"

He simply shrugs his shoulders, which only makes me want to strangle him. "You should be grateful I fixed it."

"No. That hurt so bad..." I whine, slowly moving my now fixed arm. "What happened to um....Pacifier?"

"I blast him through the wall. Glad he didn't come back inside. I would've killed him."

I roll my eyes, wiggling out of his arms. "Isn't there a room where I can rest? And plan for our next move?"

Bill nods his head but grabs my hand. "Always reading and planning! Why don't you loosen up a bit?"

"No thanks. The sooner we break down the dome, the sooner -"

"Everyone, listen up! Go and break down that dome! And don't back back until you're black and blue in the face!" Bill shouts, everyone leaving except cryptos.

"I....I'm already black in the face..." He points out with a wide grin.

"LEAVE!" Bill shouts, his form red and suddenly huge.

Cryptos yelps, running to the entrance and jumping out. Bill calms down, turning to face me with a wicked grin. "Now we are all alone. So, no lame human excuses."

I groan, placing my thumb and index finger against the bridge of my nose. "Alright, fine, fine. What do you want to do, Bill?"

He floats around me in circles, rubbing his hand against his chin while he thinks. A lightbulb appears over his head before disappearing in blue flames. He looks at me with a devilish grin, leaning closely to my face.

"Remember the time you had against that tree? After killing those three flesh bags?"

I blush heavily, looking away from him. "Y-yes....what about it?"

"I want to do things of that nature! What's it called...sex? We reproduce differently as demons."

"Y-you want to sleep with me? N-now?!" I shout in complete embarrassment.

"What? Do you not want me?" Bill questions in a mocking tone, enjoying the scene before him.

"O-of course I want you! I-Its just...subben....coming from you." I admit. There's no point in lying.

"Great!" He picks me up and snaps his fingers.

We appear in a huge bedroom. The colors consist of red, yellow, gold, and black. Typical Bill. He throws me on the bed, which is surprisingly soft. He stares at me from the foot of the bed, his hands behind his back.

"Wh-what?" I ask nervously. "Why are you just standing there?"

"Put on a show for me. Like the one I mentioned before."

I'm sure my face is completely red at this point. It's different doing it while thinking about him... but in front of him!? Well, technically, he was watching me in the forest....he even - NO!

"B-Bill I can't...it's to em-embarrassing...."

He frowns, snapping his fingers as my clothes disappear. "I don't think I asked. I gave you an order....now do it."

I blush heavily, the dominace oozing from him in waves. "Y-yes Bill..." I whisper, losing my composer.

"I can't hear you, pinetree. Louder. And you look at me when I'm talking to you."

I look up at him, placing two fingers in my mouth. "Yes, Bill." I said, not breaking eye contact.

I turn around, my back facing him. I lower myself into the bed, my back arched and ass up. He demands a show, and that's what I'll grant him. I remove my saliva covered fingers from my mouth, rubbing them against my hole before sliding them in.

"F-.....Fuuuuck~" I moan, slowly moving my fingers in and out, readying myself for Bill.

"Look at me." He said with a frown through his teeth.

I turn my head to look at him, the sounds of my moans and sticky fingers going in and out of me filling the room. I stare into his eyes, enjoying the fire beneath them.

"B-Bill~," I moan loudly, pushing my fingers deep inside.

I notice him shift, becoming bothered by the tent in his dress pants. I smirk as he frowns. He leans over the bed, pulling my fingers out and replacing them with his.

"Bill! Aaahh~"

He uses his other hand to reach down and grab my neck, lifting me up so that I'm leaning against him. He squeezes tightly but gently. I moan out, enjoying the heat rush through my body from his touch.

"You smirking at me like that? It seems like you were mocking me. Were you pinetree?" He whispers in my ear before blowing and biting it.

"Nn-aahhh...n-no bill I wasn't- aahh!" I cry out, feeling him slide his fingers even deeper, twisting them around.

"And now you lie to me? Looks like I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, but you would like that now, wouldn't you? Damn slut."

I whimper at his words. I didn't think Bill can say such terms. He changes our positions. He's now resting against the head of the bed, his legs stretched out with a smirk on his face.

He licks his lips before resting his hands behind his head. "Undress me. Now."

I waste no time taking his shoes off. I undo the zipper to his pants, pulling them down quickly. My eyes widen to the huge boner poking against his underwear. I stare into his eyes, slowly unbuttoning the buttons of his yellow dress shirt.

"You're going to regret teasing me like this pinetree." He growls.

I remove his bowtie, throwing it to the ground. I lean closer to give him a kiss on his neck. "I think I'll enjoy whatever you have in store." I hum, kissing down his chest and stomach.

I slowly remove his underwear, his boner spaking me in my face. I stare at his length in shock. IT'S HUGE! I hear him chuckle, making me look at him. "B-Bill it's so -"

"Less talking, more sucking pinetree."

I glup, slowly wrapping my hand around him. I feel myself break out into a nervous sweat. "I have to be great for Bill...." I thought to myself before sliding his tip into my mouth.

I feel him tense as he grips my hair harshly. I glance up at him, slowly forcing more of him into my mouth. He relaxes as his head leans back.

"Fuuuuuuuuuck~ j-just like that Dipper.." he goans, gripping my hair a bit tighter.

I whimper, bobbing my head up and down at a slow pace while gripping and twisting my hand around the rest. I twirl my tongue around his tip, sucking roughly.

Bill moans and looks down at me. "O-oh damn...Y-you can do better than that dipper~," he said, reaching over to slap my ass.

I yelp, lift my head up for air, and drool all over his dick. I stare into his eyes and lick my lips. "Yeah... you're right." I hum before taking a quarter of his left in my mouth, leaving a little of his length so I won't gag. I move my head up and down quickly while twisting and twirling my tongue, flicking his tip a few times. I feel spit slip pass my lips as I suck roughly.

He tenses, placing his other free hand deep into my brown locks. "F-Ffff! Fuck! D-Dipper~....s-so close!" He groans out, his breathing becoming irregular.

He forces my head down, taking him whole into my mouth. I gag as my eyes water, feeling his body begin to shake slightly. "P-PINETREE!~" Bill shouts, cumming loads into my mouth as his eyes roll back.

I glup everything down, pulling my head up as I gasp. I cough, glaring at him. "Bill, you idiot-"

He smiles, but his eyes are still in the back of his head. "Oh, pinetree.....And I thought pain was hilarious...that was damn comical." He said, his eyes turning back to normal but in a daze.

I raise an eyebrow in worry. "Uh Bill..are you alright, h-hey!-"

He cuts me off by pulling me into his lap, slapping both ass cheeks. "I'm not done just yet, pinetree." I yelp, blush covering my face. He grabs the back of my hair, pulling my face down to his as he slams his lips to mine. I hum, slowly closing my eyes. I grind my ass against his dick, enjoying the soft hums in between kisses.

I pull away, looking at him with begging eyes. "B-Bill...please...make me yours."

"You need a little education in the begging deportment." Bill chuckles, rubbing his length in between my ass cheeks.

"A-ah! please! Oh, Bill, pleaseeee~ I'll do anything!"

He raised an eyebrow, moving his hands to my waist. "Then ride it. Ride it like you own it."

I don't argue. Bill knows just how long I wanted this. He knows how long I wanted to be his. To be one with each other. This...is all I've ever wanted.

I slowly lower myself onto him and tighten my grips on his shoulders. I hiss at the burning sensation, my body feeling as if it's on fire. "B-Bill I-I.."

"Shhhhhhh." He whispers into my ear. Take your time, baby... I'm all yours..ahhh~" he moans, licking the top of my ear.

I whine, my hole slowly but surely adjusting to his size. I begin moving my hips slowly, my back arching with each thrust. "O-oh yesssss~" I moan.

Bill watches me with a lustful gaze. "Yeah....j-just like that... you're doing great, my little pinetree aahhh~, he moans, leaning his head down to lick my left nipple while also pitching and pulling the other. "Y-you're so tiiiiight!"

My eyes roll back, moving my hips faster. "Yes! M-more Bill, please!" I beg.

He starts sucking on my nipple again, flicking his tongue against it. My mind goes completely blank as I stop my movements, tensing up around him. The pleasure is to much, to much to concentrate on riding him.

"B-B-Bill.....h-help please...t-to much..so gooood~" I whine.

"As you wish my dear pinetree..." He said while spreading my ass checks, ramming into me.

His deep, long strokes start off slow and gentle but quickly become rough and sloppy. I cry out in pure ecstasy, drool sliding down the corners of my mouth. I wrap my arms around him, screaming to the feeling of him slamming into my prostate.

"YES YES YES! R-RIIIIIIGHT THERE~" I cry, tears appearing on the corners of my eyes.

"I-I'm close p-pinetree.... FUCK! Dipper~" Bill moans before biting down into my neck, feeling his teeth sink into my flesh.

I slam my hips down, meeting him with his thrust. "FUCK FUCK FUCK YESSSSS!~ C-CUMMING....c-cumming~" I shout, my body and hole tensing around him. I cling onto him for dear life, waiting to calm down from my high.

Bill cums seconds later, filling my me with his sticky, thick fluids. I feel my body burn from head to toe as if it's on fire, but in a good way. I rest my head against his, goosebumps appearing all over my body, even my face.

Bill pants, coming down from his high. "W-wow...pinetree that was -"

"Amazing..." I smile, kissing his lips softly. "I feel... so hot..." I yawn, closing my eyes.

Bill picks me up from his lap. He lays down, placing me next to him and my head on his chest. "We did just have a very 'heated' session." He smirks.

I open up eyes and look at him, frowning. "Your puns are not funny." I said blankly, yawning again.

Bill pouts, rolling his eyes. "Whatever..." He said while snapping his fingers, the lights turning off in our room.

I hum against his chest, closing my eyes. I can't shake the burning blaze of heat resting in my heart, brain, and core. It feels...off yet comforting and soothing.

"I love you... Bill..." I whisper, not knowing if it was loud enough for him to hear.

Before I hear or wait for a response, my mind shuts down for sleep, replaying the events of this night on repeat.

This will forever be a night to remember..

[ckret2]

Recently, I realized something that confused me. Mermando and other merpeople live far beyond Gravity Falls, in the Gulf of Mexico.

According to Stanford, when he decided to research the anomalies, he came to Gravity Falls because “there was one place with a higher concentration of these things than anywhere else”. Which means that there are anomalies in other places. Like merpeople.

Natural Law of Weirdness Magnetism creates an invisible barrier around the whole town and the surrounding area. This barrier in turn prevents any sort of weirdness from leaving the town.

And that's what confused me. How did Mermando leave the town? Shouldn't the barrier have prevented him from doing that? Or does the barrier prevent only those anomalies that were born on its territory from leaving?

You're assuming. Nowhere in the show or Journal 3 did it say that the barrier prevents ANY sort of weirdness from leaving the town.

Natural Law of Weirdness Magnetism only states that that oddness is drawn toward the town. Full stop, that's all the info were given.

Now, the above is the canon; the below is my headcanon.

Consider that the force may be proportionate. The weirder something is, the more the town pulls on it.

Is ANYTHING in that town—misshapen jelly beans, humans with extra fingers and birth marks, silly presidents, dinosaurs, gnomes, witches, manotaurs, multibears, mermaids—is ANY of it even ONE PERCENT as weird as a roiling froth of PURE, UNDILUTED WEIRDNESS being belched from the Nightmare Realm through a rip in reality and carrying with it a gang of freaky-looking interdimensional criminals led by a two-dimensional top-hatted sentient triangle with a mouth in his eyeball, power over dreams, a proclivity for handing out gifts like deer teeth and eternally screaming heads, and a tendency to turn himself into a three-tiered multi-armed pyramid monster?

Gravity Falls doesn't have a weirdness barrier, it has a weirdness zone of influence. Nothing before Weirdmageddon was weird enough to overcharge the border into becoming a barrier.

(Except maybe an ancient space ship that entered but somehow didn't exit.)

[iridescentmothgirl]

AXO: Now meet the gang of interdimensional criminals and nightmares I call my friends. Lord English! Orgalorg! The being whose name must never be said! Haha, what the heck. It's Bracken. Then, of course, there's also Scalene, Euclid, Skeleton Key, Loquacious Cat, Hue, Time Baby and these guys. This is our town now, boys!

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

portal stans au where the nightmare realm collapses before they can get out, so after a long while they end up embracing their nomadic interdimensional criminal statuses

[redd956]

Types of Nightnares/Bizarre Dreams I have

Zombies

Nuclear & WMD attacks

Jumping off of tall building

Explore space

Oh fuck the vacuum of space

Space ship going down

Attacked by underwater creatures

Killed in roller coaster

Shot by randoms

Chased by police/soldiers

Eldritch horror eldritch horror Eldritch horror

Maybe I'm the eldritch horror?

Torturing someone else

Death Game: everyone welcome to a death game

Fight that fucking dragon and fail again

Spy missions

Wars

Running away for no reason

Scared that something will eventually find me

Getting brutalized and mutilated

Out of control car ride

Mad dog attack

Lost in [labyrinth] [mysterious landscape] [dangerous place]

Breaking into the eldritch interdimensional prison

Breaking out ot the eldritch interdimensional prison

Escorting magical peoples

Set on fire

Fire storm

Sinking ship

Acid rain but the rain is actually acid

Sun burns people to death

Mass floods

I'm a criminal

I'm helping a criminal

We're all criminals

Eldritch horror?

Meteorite has fallen

Dancing with dictators and Villainous characters

In hiding

Pissing of the antagonists in the nightmare realm because it's fun

Cave exploring

Lava

Frying to death

Eating my own hand (mmmm scrumptious)

Watching my family die

Trapped in a box

Traveling through various dimensions only to watch their rapture unfold and uphold the beauty and terror of true destruction

Killing people

R-word that rhymes with Tape

Wild animal attack

Monster attacks

Eldritch monster attacks

Watching my crew die

Destroying cities

Leading an army

Am I the baddie?

Nah because I'm not magic racist

And many many many more

[alicec-666]

"2020 vs 2022 vs 2024"

I'm... Going crazy with this nonsense from 2020 basically stalking me at this point. As soon as I forget these works existed, there is something that keeps reminding me that this exists... Unbelievable these years xd

2020 vs 2022 can originally be found here and, tbh, now Pyronica's gonna be the reason of next nightmares arising :')

[rabbitindemun]

I will never get over this fanfic..

here ya' got, some FlatDreams doodles i did, sorry if it's a little confusing, i wasn't in the whole mood to draw, but i was reading the fanfic again * sobbing * and i was CRAVING for drawing a bit of it- (and some little billy drawings because, well, he's my spiritual animal HSHAH) (btw if you have any ideas or recommendations for drawings or minicomics please let me know... I want to draw these beautiful creatures of evil and my mind is DRY-) just in case

[squarebill]

so, how did you and your Ford get together?

IT'S A LONG STORY WITH MANY TWISTS AND TURNS. I'LL TRY TO SUMMARIZE. FIRST, A LITTLE BACKGROUND: IN ONE OF MY FAVORITE DIMENSIONS - ALSO KNOWN AS MY FORDSY'S DIMENSION, I GOT BANISHED FROM THAT UNIVERSE'S ENTIRE EARTH FOR COMPLETELY UNFAIR REASONS. I PRACTICALLY ELEVATED THE HUMAN RACE DUE TO ALL THE THINGS I SOLD THEM, AND THAT WAS THE THANKS I GOT? TERRIBLE. ANYWAY, IN MY FORDSY'S DIMENSION, A LOT OF THINGS HAPPENED DIFFERENTLY THAN IT DOES IN MOST DIMENSIONS WITH A STANFORD PINES; THOUGH, SOME THINGS ARE ALSO SIMILAR. FORDSY AND STANLEY'S RELATIONSHIP BROKE APART IN THEIR YOUNG ADULTHOOD, BUT IT WASN'T DUE TO A SABOTAGED SCIENCE PROJECT. STANLEY BECOMES A WANTED CRIMINAL AND CON ARTIST BUT ONLY AFTER HE DESERTED IN THE WAR BETWEEN THE BRITISH EMPIRE AND CHINA. FORDSY BECOMES A SCIENTIST, BUT... SEE, HE DOES END UP BREAKING MY BANISHMENT SPELL AND SUMMONING ME VIA ONE OF MY "BUSINESS CARDS"! I KNEW RIGHT AWAY I WAS DEALING WITH A GENIUS. IT WAS PERFECT! GENIUSES LOVE FANCY TECH AND MAGICAL DOODADS. YOU CAN HAWK SO MUCH JUNK TO THEM, IT'S INSANE. THEY EVEN LIKE SCRAP METAL! BUT I HAD NO INTEREST IN BUILDING A PORTAL TO THE NIGHTMARE REALM - I DON'T LIKE OTHER BILLS MUSCLING IN ON AREAS I CONSIDER "MY TURF." PLUS HAVING A BASE OF OPERATIONS IN THE RETAIL DIMENSION COMES WITH PERKS. SURE, THERE ARE A FEW "RULES" THAT I HAVE TO "FOLLOW" BUT I FEEL LIKE I HAVE A LOT MORE FREE REIGN THAN BILLS THAT ARE REGULATED TO THE NIGHTMARE REALM. SO, FORDSY WAS UP TO A DIFFERENT PROJECT ENTIRELY. FOR A WHILE, I DIDN'T REALLY CARE WHAT HE WAS UP TO AS LONG AS HE KEPT COMING TO ME FOR STUFF AND SELLING HIS VALUABLES - PREVIOUS BIRTHDAY PRESENTS, A SIGNED COPY OF ONE OF HIS FAVORITE BOOKS, HOMEWORK WITH NOTES OF PRAISE WRITTEN IN THE MARGINS BY HIS PROFESSORS - MAN, I LOVE HIM BUT WHAT A NERD! I EVEN GOT HIS LEFT KIDNEY! BUT THERE WAS JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HIM. WHEN I FIRST SHOOK HIS HAND AND DISCOVERED HE HAD SIX FINGERS INSTEAD OF FIVE. HIS WONDER OF ME. HIS ADORATION. HOW DETERMINED HE WAS TO PROVE HIMSELF. I DUNNO. IT ALL CAME TO A HEAD WHEN I GOT CURIOUS AND LOOKED AT WHAT HE WAS BUILDING WITH HIS FRIEND WHO HAD RESERVATIONS ABOUT THE PROJECT. IT WAS A MACHINE SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED TO GENERATE ANOMALIES. FUN STUFF! EXCEPT AT THE RATE HE WAS GOING, THAT MACHINE WAS PROBABLY GOING TO CAUSE HIS DIMENSION TO COLLAPSE LIKE CARDBOARD. IT FELT KIND OF FAMILIAR FOR SOME REASON.

HUH. KIND OF BLACKED OUT A MINUTE THERE. WHERE WAS I? OH, RIGHT. FORDSY ASKED ME FOR ONE LAST PIECE OF EQUIPMENT TO FINISH HIS PROJECT. AND I HAD JUST WHAT HE NEEDED, BUT IT WAS GOING TO COST HIM A LOT. WHAT HE HAD ON OFFER? A PHOTOGRAPH OF HIM AND HIS BROTHER WHEN THEY WERE KIDS. WELL-WORN. CARRIED FOR YEARS NEXT TO ONE OF HIS MOST VITAL AND OFTEN ROMANTICIZED ORGANS: HIS HEART. IT WAS WORTH A FORTUNE. I COULD'VE GOTTEN A RAISE MAYBE WITH THAT KIND OF SALE! MAYBE. IT'S ALWAYS A BIT IFFY WHEN YOU'RE DEALING WITH ELDRITCH AI OVERLORDS IN A CAPITALISTIC HELLSCAPE KNOWN AS RETAIL. SO, YOU KNOW, I ASKED IF WE COULD TALK. JUST TALK. AHAHAHAHA! ABOUT BUSINESS, OF COURSE! DEFINITELY NOT ABOUT... LONELINESS OR FEELINGS OR OR OR... WE TALKED FOR DAYS. LOOK, I TRIED MY BEST TO GET THAT PHOTOGRAPH, BUT IN THE END, FORDSY DECIDED TO KEEP IT AFTER ALL AND SHUT DOWN HIS PROJECT. A GOOD THING, TOO! COULD YOU IMAGINE THE LOSS OF THE CUSTOMER BASE? I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT DECISION HE MADE. HE MADE IT ON HIS OWN. IT WASN'T MY FAULT! SURE, AFTERWARDS, I MADE SURE TO PUT IN A REQUEST FOR TIME OFF THAT I HADN'T ASKED FOR IN BILLIONS UPON BILLIONS OF YEARS BECAUSE THE BOSSES GET TOUCHY ABOUT PERSONAL STUFF ON COMPANY TIME. BUT THAT WAS FOR UNRELATED REASONS THAT STILL INVOLVED FORDSY. THERE WAS NO CATALYZING EVENT. IT WAS ALL THOSE INTERDIMENSIONAL CHESS GAMES WE PLAYED! I SOLD HIM ONE OF THOSE, TOO! NOW, DO YOU WANNA BUY SOMETHING OR NOT?

[ultrakeencollectionbreadfan]

I kind of wish there were more Gravity Falls fanfics that fleshed out the Henchmaniacs. They're all very interesting and yet we only see them for a couple episodes.

[hiding-under-the-willow]

I do want you to know, looking at this design, that I do imagine this dork being like seven feet tall and as buff as the guy from doom his minecraft skin is based on

[rum-and-shattered-dreams]

Gravity Falls 10th Anniversary List O’ Favorite Things:

OK, Let’s GO! @gf10yearslaterzine​, thanks for the questions/prompts!

1. Favorite Character:

At first, it was:

^Because of that moment^

I started watching shortly after NWHS aired (with no knowledge of the emotions train that would hit when I got to that episode) because I’d seen a few people talking about how funny, cute, and smart Gravity Falls was and instantly liked the girl who made a light-up sweater. Instead of marathoning it, I saved it to watch an episode every so often as a fun pick-me-up for after watching more dramatic/sad/emotional things and eventually caught up right around when ATOTS aired.

Then this happened:

And Ford became my favorite and the show became a hyperfixation. This nerd who survived thirty years of what drove Fiddleford to erase his memory from a few seconds of exposure and who wrote things like Trust No One, who shoots first and asks questions later, and who is so full of trauma just... Played happily along with Giggle Time Bouncy Boots. He was still so passionate for the things he loved, still ready to be silly, just wanted to have a friend because he’d felt alone for so long, and was still trying to do good for the world despite everything. He had his flaws and misconceptions but ultimately, this nerd was doing the best he could with what he had.

Also, I’ve written about this before but it meant a lot, personally, to see his character type allowed to be one of the heroes where most media would villainize someone like him.

Answers for the rest of the questions (and a plaidypus drawing) are under the cut (because it’s easier for my brain to process answering them together and I don’t want to take up a ton of dash space):

2. Favorite Journal Page:

Oof. A Tough one. There are so many hilarious or cute or just well put-together pages. But, I’m going to go with the last two-page spread because it’s so nice to see them all happy like this:

Honorable mention to this one too just because I love the artwork for it:

Oh! and a third mention to the MY MUSE WAS A MONSTER page for the sheer rawness of it.

3. Favorite Monster/Creature:

The plaidypus! So much cute...

4. Favorite Location:

The deep/enchanted forest areas. They’re so pretty.

5. Favorite Episode:

To tie in with the favorite character prompt:

We get to see the family work together, Weird Al is there, Grenda gets to weaponize an armchair, and we get to see who Ford is now, not from the past, not from the journal, and not fresh out of the nightmare realm. Bonus points for Stan apologizing to Dipper for making fun of him. I feel like that was a huge character growth moment for him and more reason to love his character too.

6. Funniest Joke:

Oh man. I’m not sure what to pick here. There’s the classic ones that became memes, of course, but there are also things like Dipper’s internet history and Mabel and the leaf blower. 

Hmm. I’m going to go with basically the entire premise of this:

Getting bored while falling in the bottomless pit.

It’s personally hilarious because on a trip in 2010, a few friends and I saw a well on the top of a mountain and wondered how deep that would have to be if there wasn’t a spring or something. That led to the idea of “at what point do you stop screaming and get hungry or bored or need to sleep when falling into a bottomless pit.” So this episode was basically our thoughts on it.

7. Favorite Game/Book/Merch:

Oof another tough one because, while Journal 3 is probably my favorite, I want to give a shout out to:

I love that it gave us more stories. We got more Pacifica development, creepy faceless Mabel, a post-Weirdmageddon Stan and Ford adventure with bonus Mabel in the multiverse, a smol Stans adventure, and *gestures to all of Comix Up. I mean, how could you not love some Dipper and Pacifica bonding, Stan finding out that Ford is an interdimensional criminal, Baby Stan and Ford bonding, and almost the entire cast hilariously stuck in anime schoolgirl uniforms and thrown into various other comic book personas. 

8. Favorite Song:

Definitely:

Because that whole karaoke thing was adorable. And this actually leads into...

9. Favorite Quote:

“Karaoke is not about sounding good, it's about sounding terrible, TOGETHER.”

The sentiment is applicable to so many things. It’s not about being good or perfect, it’s about throwing expectations and self-consciousness out the window to have honest fun with the people you love.

10. A Special Memory or Moment About Gravity Falls:

Meeting so many incredible people through the fandom; People I’m friends offline with now and who I still chat with about life. It’s been one of the best experiences of my life getting to talk to so many awesome people, see your creative content, and to create my own (This show made me start drawing again and I’ve gotten hundreds of thousands of words in writing practice thanks to writing fics! Plus cosplaying and getting to meet other cosplayers! So much fun!). Thank you to everyone who helped make this show possible!