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Some more mullet stan and a bonus Sherman.
#gruvu's art#gravity falls#gf#grunkle stan#Stanley pines#mullet stan#Sherman pines#shermie pines#sherm pines
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Gravity Falls Thoughts: Shermie, the Vietnam War, and Math
I remember waaay back when I was on a roll with my Youtube videos, one of them had me looking into the possibility of characters in Hazbin Hotel being involved in either world wars plus the Vietnam War.
Now, I kinda want to do the same with the Pines Bros, mostly with Shermie, and see if it's plausible
This is under the assumption that the baby that Caryn was holding was her grandchild and it's Shermie's kid, so that would make Shermie older. By how much? I'd say at least maybe 4~5 years.
Here's where the math comes in. (I'm also a history nerd)
Considering the Stans were in their senior year when Stan got kicked out, that would've made them 17~18 years old at the time. 40 years later, in 2012, they'd be 57~58. So, by this logic, the Stans (well, Ford, really) graduated in 1972. This was during a time when then president Richard Nixon started to, little by little, withdraw US soldiers from Vietnam, which I think started in 1971. It was hard looking for the date. Anyone with better knowledge, please help a girl out and correct me.
Side Note: The revelations of the Stans actual age does indeed help answer the question if Shermie was the baby or not. With that 18 year difference, that would've made Shermie 40 in 2012 if he was the baby. That is an impossible age of a grandfather of two twelve year olds.
So, about a year before Ford graduated. I'd imagine that at this point, the US military wasn't looking for new soldiers to be put into draft (if they would've accepted Ford).
Would Shermie have been a part of the war? There were two draft lotteries conducted that typically chooses men between ages 19~25 (men born between 1944 and 1950) in the Selective Service law. This happened in the December of 1969.
The Stans were born in 1954, so that would mean Shermie was born in either 1949 or 1950. Shermie would have been eligible for the war and may have even been drafted if his birthday was one of the lotteries pulled.
As for the birth of his kid (likely son), I'd say he was likely conceived when Shermie was withdrew from Vietnam in 1971, no doubt happy to see his wife again after so long (maybe he was drafted not long after getting married).
With this fact, I can't help but place parallels between Shermie and Filbrick. Filbrick, no doubt, was in WW2, which ended in 1945 (4~5 years before Shermie's birth). Given my own thoughts on the matter, of how Filbrick treated his sons due to his experience in war, Shermie probably had fears where he was scared that he was gonna be like his father and made great promises to prevent that for his son.
#gravity falls#stanford pines#ford pines#grunkle ford#stanley pines#grunkle stan#shermie pines#sherman pines
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I am genuinely curious cause he’s just…such a mystery 😂
#gravity falls#sherman pines#shermie pines#stan pines#ford pines#pines family#I want to try to draw him now lol#for anyone who is confused he’s Mabel and dipper’s grandfather
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Round one!
our competitors:
headcanon that Ford is asexual
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headcanon that Shermie has unique nicknames for both of the Stan twins
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Okay, so, I was looking through the transcript of Hana & GF Fan's interview with Alex Hirsch for the Shermie question (because I am weirdly interested in him) and what I'm getting is his purpose is basically just to make the Pines Family Tree make sense in context of the characters and is the baby seen in "A Tale of Two Stans"
That being said, in my mind Shermie is their older sibling, that baby is Shermie's son (or a secret fourth sibling), and she is a trans woman with a lovely wife
#man I love when characters are only vaguely mentioned#gives me so much freedom#basically turns these underutilized characters into my own ocs#if anyone wants me to I'll dump a bunch of headcanons I have of her and her relationship with her family and baby brothers#gravity falls#gf#shermie pines#sherman pines#i guess 😒 /lh#shermaine pines
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here's a poll just for fun
#gravity falls#sherman pines#shermie pines#also i have not forgotten about the tournament! i will be catching up on all that tomorrow!
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Foster Ford AU prompt: little Ford interacting with Shermie? Alternately, him interacting with a Mcgucket sibling.
I went a bit nuts writing this. It's so much longer than I planned, but I just had to put in as much Quality Shermie Content as I could. Enjoy.
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“Hey, Ford.” Ford looked up from the catnip mouse he was using to play with Dr. Whiskers. Stan stood before him, grinning. “Wanna go get donuts?” Immediately, Ford’s stomach rumbled. Stan laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Ford stood and threw the catnip mouse. Dr. Whiskers pounced on it eagerly, tail twitching with excitement.
“Is Aunt Angie coming with us?” he asked, following Stan to the front door. Stan shook his head.
“She’s got to work on her thesis. But we’ll bring her a donut back,” Stan said. Ford nodded. “Need help with your shoes?”
“They’re Velcro, so, no,” Ford mumbled, slipping on his sneakers. To his dismay, he was struggling with tying shoes properly, which led to favoring those without laces until his coordination became better.
“All right. If you ever wanna wear the ones you’ve gotta tie, I’ll help you,” Stan said. “Ford and I are heading out, Ang!” he called.
“Have fun!” Angie shouted back from the study she was working in. Stan held the door open for Ford. The two exited the house. Ford went to the Stanleymobile, but Stan shook his head.
“Nah, we’re not driving there,” he said. “There’s a great kosher bakery just around the corner. We’re gonna walk.”
“Oh. Okay.” Ford went back to Stan’s side. Stan raised an eyebrow at him. Reluctantly, Ford held out his hand for Stan to hold. The two then began to walk down the street. Stan and Angie lived in a much nicer neighborhood than the one Stan and Ford grew up in. The houses were tidy, the yards had picket fences, and there wasn’t a sickening smell when the wind blew just right. Stan nodded at various neighbors, asking how they were doing.
“I don’t really care much about these bozos,” Stan whispered to Ford after making light conversation with a middle-aged woman. “Most of them are pretty boring. But it’s always a good idea to make friends with your neighbors. You offer them help when they need it, then they’ll help you when you need it.” Ford nodded silently. “Angie tells me that I should be helping out of the goodness of my heart, not for my own gain. But we just had to agree to disagree on that one.” Ford giggled. Stan grinned.
They turned a corner and were promptly on a street lined with small businesses. Ford looked around, curious about the stores he hadn’t realized were so close by.
Then again, I’ve only been living with Stan and Angie for a few days. I haven’t had much time to explore, particularly because Stan and Angie have been keeping me close to home while I “adjust”. They arrived in front of a bakery. A sign in the window proclaimed that everything inside was kosher. Ford looked up at Stan curiously, remembering how he had specifically mentioned that at home.
“Do you keep kosher?” he asked. Stan looked down at him, seeming surprised.
Oh. Right. My first foster family was Christian and didn’t do much for me when I said I was Jewish. He probably didn’t expect me to remember much terminology.
“Uh. No. Not really.” Stan rubbed the back of his neck. “You remember some stuff about your dad, right?” Ford nodded. “Did he keep kosher?”
“…No.”
“Okay. Good. I mean, if your dad wanted that for you, Angie and I would do it, but it can be a lotta work. Especially since I gave up on that as soon as I could and Angie’s Catholic.” Stan managed a weak smile. “But the donuts here are the best in town. Also, we’re meeting someone who does keep kosher.”
“Who?” Ford asked. Stan pushed open the door. The bell over the door jingled merrily. Ford walked inside. He swallowed nervously when he saw the man sitting at a nearby table.
“You’re gonna meet your Uncle Shermie!” Stan said cheerfully. Shermie got up from the table and walked over to them. Ford quickly hid behind Stan’s legs. “Aw, c’mon, kid, he’s not scary!”
I don’t know if I can face anyone else from my past like this.
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” Shermie said. Stan shook his head.
“No, it’s fine. He’s just kinda shy.” He looked down at Ford. “Trust me, kid. Your Uncle Shermie’s a good guy.” Ford remained silent. “Wanna get a donut?”
“Yes, please,” Ford mumbled. He followed Stan to the counter. Stan ruffled his hair.
“I know you’re a bit nervous about meeting Shermie, but don’t worry. You know how I’m taking care of you because your dad can’t?” Ford nodded. “Well, Shermie took care of me when my dad wouldn’t. He did the same thing for me that I’m doing for you.”
“I guess that’s a good point,” Ford mumbled. He closed his eyes.
I’m here now, I just have to deal with it. I don’t have to engage in any conversation. I can just stay quiet and eat my donut. Hopefully, Shermie will be the only other person from my past that I have to encounter. Ford knew that Stan had completely cut contact with their parents, so the likelihood he’d have to deal with Caryn or Filbrick was negligible.
“Whattaya want?” Stan asked. Ford pressed his face against the glass display, taking in the options laid out before him. A strange sense of nostalgia washed over him. They had grown up down the street from a kosher bakery, and as such, this was far from the first time he had perused fresh donuts with Stan. He looked over and up at his twin brother.
But this is the first time this has happened with us twenty years apart in age. Stan smiled at him.
“Know what you want?” he asked. Ford looked back at the donuts.
“Blueberry sprinkle,” he said, pointing. Stan nodded.
“Good choice.” He looked at the young woman manning the register. “You heard the man, Carly.” The woman, Carly, giggled. “And I’ll take my usual.”
“Blueberry sprinkle and triple chocolate coming right up!” Carly said cheerfully. She grabbed the donuts for Stan. Stan handed over the cash. “So, who’s the kid?”
“My nephew, Ford.” Stan patted Ford’s head. “My twin, his dad, he, uh, he can’t take care of Ford right now, so he’s living with me and Angie for a while.”
“How long?” Carly asked. She gave Stan his change, which he tucked into his wallet.
“However long he needs to stay with us,” Stan said vaguely. Carly nodded, picking up on the hint that Stan didn’t want to talk about it.
“What about Aunt Angie’s donut?” Ford asked.
“We’ll grab it on our way out,” Stan said. “Fresher that way.” Ford frowned.
I’m not sure if that’s true, but it’s not worth it to disagree. With their donuts in hand, Stan and Ford headed back to the table. Stan waited until Ford climbed onto his chair, then sat down on his own. Shermie smiled at Ford.
“So, Ford, tell me about yourself,” Shermie said. Ford looked down at his donut.
“Like what?” he mumbled, picking at his treat.
“Well, what do you like to do?”
“Um. Read.”
“What sort of things do you like to read?”
“Anything,” Ford said with a shrug. Stan snickered quietly.
“Anything except what a kid his age would normally read,” he corrected. “I’ve caught Ford going through Angie’s biology textbooks.”
“Really?” Shermie asked. “…Do you understand the things in Angie’s textbooks, Ford?”
“A bit,” Ford mumbled.
Just about all of it. But most kindergarteners wouldn’t. Ford pulled off a chunk of his donut and popped it into his mouth. I’m not used to hiding my intelligence like this. I can’t risk anyone being even more suspicious of me, though.
“Wow!” Shermie said. “You really are just as smart as your dad, aren’t you?” Ford shrugged again. “Other than reading, what do you like to do?” Ford blinked.
What do I like to do? I haven’t had opportunities to do much since moving in with Stan and Angie. He looked at Stan. Stan smiled at him in the way one does when a child behaves in an endearing way.
“You like playing with your LEGOs,” Stan prompted. Ford nodded.
“I do.”
“LEGOs, huh?” Shermie asked.
“Yeah. One of Angie’s brothers has a kid about Ford’s age who’s a little genius, too,” Stan said. “When we told him about Ford, he said we should get some LEGOs for him. It was a good move. Ford barely touches his other toys.”
Yes, because the other toys are embarrassingly juvenile! Ford couldn’t deny that some of the toys Stan and Angie had gotten for him were tempting, but he wouldn’t allow himself to be degraded to playing with them. Of the options given to him, LEGOs were the best by far. They weren’t just for children; Ford recalled his college roommate building things with LEGOs when he was bored. I didn’t realize Angie had a brother who recommended them. I owe him one.
“I’ll keep that in mind for future gifts, then,” Shermie said, winking at Ford. “When’s your birthday?”
“April 22nd.” It was a date with no significance to Ford. By the time CPS asked about his birthday, he had realized he wouldn’t be able to convince anyone of who he was. So he chose a random day off the calendar in the CPS official’s office, which had still been turned to the month of April.
“April 22nd. Got it.” Shermie grabbed a napkin, pulled a pen out of his pocket, and scribbled it down. “I’ll make sure to put it on the calendar. Though I imagine I won’t forget, since your Uncle Stan and Aunt Angie will throw you an awesome birthday party.”
Ugh. Hopefully things will be different by then. I don’t know if I can stomach being the center of attention at another children’s birthday party. The party his foster parents threw for his fifth birthday had been brutal for Ford, though everyone else seemed to have a fantastic time. Going to other children’s birthday parties was only marginally better.
Thankfully, after that, Shermie and Stan picked up on Ford’s reluctance to talk and the conversation changed topics. Ford listened silently to his brothers as he slowly ate his donut. Shermie and Stan seemed to have a much closer bond than when they were younger, though Ford supposed that came about when Shermie took Stan in. He wasn’t privy to the details. As a teen and adult, he’d purposefully avoided any updates regarding Stan, and as a child, he wasn’t going to be told much about Stan being kicked out while still a minor.
But Ford remembered the day Shermie found out what had happened to Stan. Shermie had dropped by to visit and asked where Stan was. When Caryn said he had been kicked out for ruining Ford’s science fair project, Shermie became irate and stormed out. From what his mom had told him, Ford knew that Shermie found Stan living in the Stanleymobile and insisted Stan move in with him. Not long after, Shermie got a job offer in California, so both he and Stan left. Anything after that, Ford was learning for the first time.
“You should take him to the coffee shop you met Angie at,” Shermie said.
Stan and his wife met at a coffee shop? How cliché. Though, I must admit, also adorable.
“I dunno. He’s already tried to sneak coffee from us a few times. Taking him to a coffee shop might be like an alcoholic going to a bar,” Stan replied. Shermie frowned.
“Mom did say that Ford was drinking a lot of coffee before he disappeared. I wouldn’t be surprised if his son managed to sneak a few sips while he was distracted.”
“That’s what Angie thinks.”
“Speaking of Angie, have you taken him to her work yet?”
“Not yet. But we’re gonna go tomorrow.”
“Excellent.” Shermie smiled at Ford. “Trust me, Ford, you’re going to love Angie’s work.” Ford looked down at the crumbs on the table from his donut.
“Where does she work?” he asked quietly.
“It’s a surprise,” Stan said. “But like Shermie said, you’re gonna love it.” Shermie looked at his watch.
“Shoot. I’ve got to get going.” Shermie stood up. “I’m going to grab a few donuts for Amelia and Caleb. Want to join me, Stan? You had to grab one for Angie, right?”
“Yeah. She won’t be happy if I forget,” Stan said, getting up as well. He looked at Ford. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” Ford nodded silently. Stan and Shermie went back to the register. Ford strained his hearing, trying to eavesdrop on his brothers.
“I know you were worried about how well you’d be able to take care of Ford,” Shermie said to Stan. “But from what I can tell, you’re doing great.”
“Really?” Stan asked.
“Definitely. He trusts you enough to hide behind you and looks to you for help. Those are good signs, particularly from a kid who’s been through difficult things like he has.”
“Good.” Stan sighed. “He’s a great kid. I just wish his actual dad was here to take care of him.”
“Until they find him, you’re doing an amazing job,” Shermie said firmly. “And I think it bodes well for when you and Angie start having kids of your own.”
“We were originally gonna start trying pretty soon after Angie finishes school,” Stan said, “but we might put it off more if Ford’s still with us.”
“I see,” Shermie replied. “Don’t put your plans on hold for too long, though. You two deserve to start a family.” Ford stopped listening. Guilt suddenly squirmed in his gut.
Stan’s wanted to be a dad since we were kids. But he’s willing to wait for me? Ford swallowed. No. It’s all right. By the time Angie graduates, surely I’ll be my proper age again. The guilt didn’t go away, however. If anything, it got worse. The conversation Stan and Shermie had, where they referenced living together after Stan was kicked out, was replaying in Ford’s mind. If Shermie hadn’t taken Stan in, what would have happened to him? Nothing good. He was a teenager living in his car! Stan and Shermie walked back to the table.
“We gotta head back, Ford,” Stan said. “Angie’s gonna die of starvation if we don’t bring her a donut.” Ford managed a weak smile and slid off his chair. Shermie crouched down to Ford’s eye height.
“It was nice to meet you, Ford,” Shermie said. Ford impulsively threw his arms around Shermie, hugging as tightly as he could. Shermie, though visibly confused, returned the gesture.
“Thanks for taking care of Uncle Stan,” he mumbled.
“Family’s gotta help each other out,” Shermie said simply. He squeezed Ford. “That’s why Uncle Stan is taking care of you, now.” He stood up. “Don’t forget about the offer to babysit, Stan. I’d love for Ford to meet Amelia and Caleb.”
“We’ll let you know,” Stan said. “Say hi to them for me.”
“Say hi to Angie for me.”
“Will do,” Stan said. Shermie left. Stan turned to Ford. “I’ve got a very important job for you, okay?”
“What?” Ford asked. Stan held out the paper bag containing Angie’s donut.
“Carrying Aunt Angie’s donut back home and giving it to her. It’s a big deal, but I think you’re up to the task. Are you?”
“Of course,” Ford scoffed, taking the bag from Stan. Stan grinned.
“I knew you could handle it. You’re a good kid, Ford.” Ford smiled back at Stan. As Stan took ahold of Ford’s free hand and led him out of the bakery, a new feeling bubbled to the surface.
I feel…content. Ford looked up at Stan, who was whistling off-key while they walked down the street. For the first time in years, things between myself and my brothers aren’t complicated or difficult. A mutinous thought crossed Ford’s mind. When I tell Stan who I truly am, that’s going to change. Do I really want to tell Stan the truth, and lose everything all over again? Lose him all over again?
#Foster Ford AU#Stanford Pines#Stanley Pines#Sherman Pines#my writing#ask#darfichihrenhundstreicheln
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sherm only knowing his brother Stanford since his twin died when he was too young to remember. only after Ma and Pa died did he get to meet Stanford. they'd always call him "nerdy" but "weird and ingenious" was a much better fit. huh. he might've been smart once, but Sherm is sure capitalism beat it out of him, as it does all of us.
all he knows about Stanley is that he was a troublemaker and messed up Stanford's college decision. Pa called him some choice words, but, then again, those had been directed at Sherm, too, so who is he to believe what Pa says?
still, memories of a soft voice and clean-shaved chin holding him close and humming short songs would tug on the back of his mind. it wasn't his brother Stanford, but Sherm was told Stanley left before he was born. was that true? because the images of his childhood didn't seem to match with Stanford. the thought only crossed his mind for a few minutes before pulling up to Stanford's shack out in Oregon, after that it was all banter and he forgot all about it.
decades later, his grandkids have to sit their Grandpa Sherman down. there are two of them. twins, again- it runs in the family, after all. ten minutes later, he has two brothers alive, not just one.
despite his old age, he hauls himself up to Gravity Falls with his wife. when he gets there, two old men (hah! that's rich, calling them old- when you're a granddad yourself, Sherm). but this time a hearty chuckle went straight into the depths of his childhood. toddling around the house, learning to read. the missing brother, Stanley hadn't grown up any, and neither had Stanford, seems like (something else Pines brothers have in common).
without realizing, he's already walking up the uneven wooden steps and a voice- the one he hasn't been able to shake- the one he didn't realize he's been looking for his whole life- his brother Stanford is there.
he cries into Stanford's woolen turtleneck until the darkness escorts them inside.
#stanford pines#stanley pines#shermy pines#sherman pines#sherm pines#mabel pines#dipper pines#gravity falls#brothers <3
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Shermy Pines
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Imagine if you finally made it back to your home dimension to find that your twin replaced you and nobody noticed.
Then you see these kids that look just you did when you were young, who refer to your twin as their grunkle, not grandpa, and realize that your other brother didn't notice either.
He didn't even do a good job at pretending to be you! He ran your reputation into the ground and everyone, even your family, ran with it!
#gravity falls#stanford pines#Stanley pines#walter sherman pines#sherman pines#shermie pines#actual original content
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Shermie and Vivi Pines (Mikey, Dipper, and Mabel's paternal grandparents)
Since the Quagmire Triplets (Duncan, Isadora, and Quigley) never appeared in live-action movie from 2004 titled "A Series of Unfortunate Events", I'll ship Sherman "Shermie" Pines (@notllorstel's version) with Violet "Vivi" Baudelaire (2004 movie version), because in Omniverse Falls, she will be Mikey, Dipper, and Mabel's paternal grandmother, where as in Universe Falls' 50th chapter titled "A Tale of Two Stans" where the baby is revealed to be Filbirck and Karen's grandson, That means Shermie is actually Stan and Ford's older brother, and the baby is his first kid, Bernhard Pines (The Pines Siblings' dad), But I felt like Stan was suppose to mention a sister-in-law to ford.
Vivi was suppose to be on Shmebulock's Pines conspiracy board with Shermie for Gravity Falls lost legends.
Here is every quote I came up for characters about Sherman and Violet for Omniverse Falls, and as you can see there isn’t much here….
"They're you're family, poindexter, Shermie and Vivi's three grandkids, The tall one in the white biker jacket with black streaks on the arm sleeves is the oldest of them, named Michael, or Mikey as he rather be called, besides him, the second and short one is his colorful little sister, named Mabel and with both of them is their sweaty brother, named Mason, or Dipper as he liked to be called as well. You can figure the rest." - Stan
“Apparently, Violet and Sherman Pines’ grandkids have been staying with Stanley for the summer (It's hard to believe that the parents, Felicity and Bernhard Pines would trust all three of these kids with Stanly; they clearly thought he was me).” - Ford
“Anyway, about your Grandpa Shermie. that guy was a total square, let me tell you! I mean, who wears a bow tie to a hospital? Did I ever tell you that I was there the day you two were born? I visited your mom, pop, and other relatives in the hospital. Still remember like it was yesterday. Mabel came first, socked the doctor in the jaw! My little fighter. Dipper’s face was blue. Umbilical cord must have wrapped around his neck or something. When I got a hold of you two, I didn’t want to let you go. Had to fight Grandpa Shermie just to keep you for another minute! now onto your Grandma Vivi. that chick was really something, Who else wears a pair of halfmoon glasses at home to look after your brother, Mikey here, when he was only 5 years old, while your mom, pop, and Grandpa Shermie were all at the hospital? Let me tell you this, Grandma Vivi told me that she use to teach him how to invent a machine called "A Rock-Retrieval Device", while looking after him, the reason why is because she wanted him to be an inventor like her, and inventing machines will be in his genes, someday." - Stan
#crossover#gravity falls#a series of unfortunate events 2004#sherman pines#shermie pines#violet baudelaire#shipping#info
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Was feeling a bit nostalgic tonight and went back to my roots with redrawing my Sherman Pines. Man it’s been ages, and of course I doodled a lil portal!Sherman too.
#gruvu's art#gravity falls#gf#Sherman pines#shermie pines#shermy pines#portal!shermie#gf sherman pines
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Fragmented AU – Welcome Home, Family Pines Chapter 03 (Sneak Peek)
Mabel had just started to snuggle deep into her covers as Stan came in to check on her.
“Ya tucked in, pumpkin?” he asked her.
“Yep!”
“Look at this. Your first night as a full Gravity Falls resident,” Stan said. He holds up a camera. “Scrapbook-otunity?”
Mabel gasped playfully. “Oh, Grunkle Stan, you know me so well!” She holds up her comforter with her toothy grin and Stan takes the photo. He puts the camera down on a nearby dresser.
“Have a good night, sweetie,” Stan said.
“You too, Grunkle Stan,” Mabel said. “I love you.”
“Love ya too.” Stan turns off the lights, letting the LED fairylights give some light to the room at a lower brightness, and closes the door.
When she couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore, Mabel dropped her smile for a more solemn expression. From underneath the covers, she pulled out a different shirt.
It was her old nightshirt, a dull plum color with a floppy disk on the front. A promotional shirt from her father’s job at a computer company. Because of how big it was on her, she opted to wear it for night time. However, after that night over a month ago…
Mabel couldn’t bear to wear it again. But, she didn’t want to get rid of it either. So, for the nights that followed, especially after Dipper was admitted to the hospital, Mabel had used this nightshirt as more of a security blanket to help her go to sleep. She lays down and pulls the covers up to her shoulders and holds the shirt close.
“Goodnight, Mom…Goodnight, Dad.”
Minutes go by as Mabel layed there, occasionally tossing and turning to find a good sleeping position. Sleep continued to elude her and she sat up and peered over to the clock.
10:45 pm
30 minutes passed?
With a frustrated grown, Mabel flopped back onto her bed. She usually has trouble sleeping if she had forgotten to take her ADHD medication, but she knew took it, so why is she having issues falling asleep? Usually, it was her brother who was awake at the odd hours of the night.
Maybe she can go hangout with him until she gets sleepy. With the nightshirt still in hand, she quietly leaves her bedroom and makes her way to Dipper’s, just a few steps away.
“Hey, Dipper?” She spoke quietly so as to not bother the other residents in the building. “I can’t sleep, so can we–”
To her surprise, Dipper was asleep already, his hat discarded onto the nightstand and he snuggled deep in his covers. At first, Mabel didn’t want to disturb her brother from some needed rest, but…she wasn’t sure if she would be able to sleep in her new environment just yet.
She tiptoed over to her brother’s bed and carefully moved the covers so she could get in and wrap her arms around Dipper.
“I love you, bro-bro.”
As sleep finally took hold, Mabel barely heard her brother’s sleepy mumble of ‘love you too.’
Hours into the night, as the twins slumbered, the door was left ajar. On quiet steps, Shermie peered in to see his grandchildren cuddling close together in Dipper’s bed, Mabel having her arms around her younger brother. The pig laid at the foot of the bed, fast asleep too.
Shermie quietly stepped back and gently closed the door with a soft click.
AO3 is down for maintenance on my end, so here's a sneak peek!
#gravity falls#fragmented au#sneak peek#mabel pines#stanley pines#grunkle stan#stan pines#sherman pines#shermie pines
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Shermie? Shermie!
I just…really wanted to try to design him, just for fun! I think I like smol Shermie the best but this was still fun! Sometimes you just gotta design characters ✨
#sherman pines#shermie pines#gravity falls#pines family#kind of at least?#gravity falls fanart#aceo draws things#I think he’s a second away from losing it in his older version#cause like…could you blame him? 😂
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Attempting to do the math for the Shermie baby mystery
According to the wiki, Stan and Ford were born in 1956. Assuming they’re about to turn 18 when we see the baby, the year would be 1964. In the year 2012, when the show takes place, the baby would be 48. If the baby is Shermie, either he and his son would have to have both been teen dads (about 17 or 18) for him to have 13 year old grand kids, or he experienced some form of time travel. If this is shermie’s son, then he had the twins when he was about 35, which is pretty late to have kids, but not impossible though.
#I have no idea if my math is right i did this all in my head#gravity falls#Sherman pines#Shermie pines
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wrote a vent fic. cw/tw, pet death mention. sorry i haven’t been writing, but i’ve. been going through it. i promise i haven’t forgotten about my other fics
#gravity falls#ford pines#sherman pines#stan pines#stanley pines#stanford pines#shanklin the stab possum#gravity falls fanfiction#eeveelotions#will writes
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