#shapeshifter!stan

[candycatstuffs]

i kno i just posted, but-

#gravity falls #gravity falls fanart #gravity falls shifty #gravity falls shapeshifter #fiddleford mcgucket #stanford pines #ford pines #young ford pines #stan pines #stanley pines #grunkle ford #mabel pines #mullet stan #paranoid ford #teen ford #the shapeshifter meme has been living rent free in my brain for lik a month fhsdhkfd #so glad my first time drawing fiddleford was for a good cause

[urdepressedslut]

May I request a shapeshifter!reader x platonic!avengers/Bucky where the reader was experimented on by Hydra and received her powers there? The Avengers try to recruit and help reader but she’s freaked out from all that’s happened and Bucky helps her overcome the fear and stress and learn to use her powers? Lots of angst but also lots of fluff if possible? (I also want to add your username is amazing lol /gen /lh )

oooooh I've never written a shapeshifter!reader, but I'm very interested with the whole idea. hope you like what I've come up with🥰

Tragedy

♡ Pairing: Platonic!Avengers!Bucky Barnes x Shapeshifter!Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: A new shapeshifter recruit has a hard time adjusting to the team, she feels out of place. Bucky knows what it's like to be the outsider and fight to have control, so he comforts her.

♡ Warnings: angst, fluff, talk of hydra experimentation, mentions of past torture, mentions of Bucky's trauma, anxiety, depression, tony being tony

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The Avengers compound had been chaotic for the past week, tons of missions, plenty of people getting burnt out— overall it was busy. The compound had gathered some new recruits, adding some much needed people to their team. It would take awhile before they were respected like all of the original Avengers— but they’d get there in time.

A pair of invisible twins had joined the team, taking time with Wanda to master their ability, practice being stealthy. They also had the ability to read minds, which is why Wanda wanted to work with them.

A boy at the age of 19 had just been recruited, his ability being super strength. He was strong, fast and overall almost as in shape as some certain super soldiers. Steve had taken a liking to the boy immediately, noticing he wasn’t just enhanced— but he had a good heart as well, sweet as pie. Steve didn’t hesitate to take him under his wing.

Lastly, there was you. You were the most recent recruit— having just been released from the asylum. Yeah… asylum. Unlike the other new recruits, you had a battered past and a scarred brain. You didn’t have an easy journey to become apart of the team. Truthfully, you didn’t want to be an avenger— you were just trying to survive.

You had been rescued almost a year ago from a hidden HYDRA facility. Almost thousands of bodies littered the building, the scattered evidence that HYDRA had been secretly experimenting on innocent people. The team had scopes out the entire building with heavy hearts, not finding any sign of life— until they had found you. He had found you.

James Buchanan Barnes.

Hidden underneath the facility through a tiny window, you were being held, chains keeping you locked int the confined space. The team remembered that image perfectly, the way they shuttered in horror that you had had to live like this for god knows how long. It was an unsettling day, but a victorious one at least. They had saved you and brought you to medical center immediately. After tests had been done, scans had been run— you were moved to an asylum.

To say you were difficult would be an understatement. But it was just that, you weren’t difficult— you were traumatized. You didn’t feel in control of your body, your mind— your abilities. You were spiraling, the newfound freedom unfamiliar— uncomfortable. You were kept in a white room for a couple months, until you showed signs of progress. You’d speak when you had to. You’d eat if you were told to. You functioned more normally as the days passed, as the therapy sessions came and went.

Truthfully, it was all bullshit. No one recovers from that kind of life. The life of imprisonment and torture.

How could you?

You recovered enough to be allowed out of the white room, walking the halls of the asylum. You knew you didn’t belong here, you weren’t what they labeled you as… crazy. You were struggling to adapt to your new life— that’s all.

Soon enough, your therapist thought you were stable enough to move on to bigger things— like joining the Avengers. She had briefly told you that she talked with a Mr. Fury, and that you had been invited to be an avenger. You wanted to laugh at the offer, how does one even get an offer like that? Although your declines were ignored and you found out quickly that if you didn’t obey and join the avengers, you’d be locked up again at the asylum.

It was either you adapt and do good— be good. Or you were back to staring at the white walls. You chose to not put up much of a fight and let them guide you to the compound. In the back of your mind you wondered if you would always be kept somewhere against your will. The Avengers were good compared to HYDRA, but ultimately— they were holding you hostage just as HYDRA was.

Guess you should be used to it by now.

The introduction was embarrassing, everyone staring at you like you were fresh meat— yeah you were, but the stares had you feeling incredibly self conscious. Everyone seemed nice, offering to help in any way that they could to help you adjust easier. You thanked them quietly and kept to yourself, the team didn’t hear much from you ever.

Unlike the other new recruits, no Avenger spoke out to take you under their wing. Nobody wanted you around.

It was a particular rough training day that had things falling apart.

You had wandered into the training room on your own, sitting crisscrossed by the large mirror. You were trying to meditate, since your little scare this morning. You were a shapeshifter, and could transform into any being, take on their appearance— but not without difficulty. You could only transform if you had touched something. It was unlike any stories that were ever told about your kind— shifting was painful. Back at HYDRA, you were chained down to a table while guards would bring in different kinds of creatures, different suffering innocent people. They beat you into shifting, torture you until you took a different form.

When you woke this morning, your heart was beating scarily quick. Your limbs were cold, your fingertips and toes numb— you had identified it quickly as a panic attack. You dreamt of your days back in HYDRA— the days you were tortured for hours on end, days on end. You found yourself wanting to shift into a muscular guard you had seen in your dream— appear stronger and bigger. You felt you needed to be on alert, protect yourself from the dangers of your dream. The feeling quickly flowed throughout your body, the familiar pain of shifting coming on fast— so you tried everything you could to calm down. That’s where you found yourself sitting in front of the mirror, attempting to meditate.

Bucky wandered into the room, getting ready for his own workout when he noticed your small form on the floor. He watched through the reflection as you had your eyes shut, your chest rising and falling with deep breaths. He was no expert, but he had an idea of what you were trying to do— possibly what had happened. His heart clenched at the sight, feeling terrible that someone else had to go through such things.

Sure, he had read your file— but that was no way to get to know someone. He was waiting for a good chance to introduce himself, maybe show you around. He found that rather difficult, you were very good at staying hidden— sneaking out of a room without notice. He admired your stealthiness, but he didn’t want you to feel like you had to be around the compound.

“Hey.” He started, feeling bad when he saw you jump slightly at his greeting.

You met his blues through the mirror and turned quickly to face him, standing up along the way.

“Hi.” You greeted quietly.

He smiled at your gentle voice, deciding to stop at a good length away— not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

“Haven’t really gotten a chance to introduce myself since you got here. I’m Bucky.” He held his flesh hand out.

You eyeballed his hand, knowing that you would gain the ability to take his form if you touched him. You took a deep breath, enjoying the cool air traveling down your throat to your lungs— before you raised your hand.

“Nice to meet you Bucky, I’m (Y/n).” You said quickly, pulling your hand back to your side— ignoring the tingling sensation that his touch had left.

It wasn’t the unpleasant feeling of shifting either— it was just a pleasant buzz.

“(Y/n), what do you say after I’m done in here— I’ll show you around the compound. Introduce you to everybody.” He offered and immediately regretted his words at the expression of horror on your face.

You gulped, the thought of meeting so many faces all in one day— it was extremely overwhelming and anxiety inducing. You didn’t want to mess up your first impression, you wanted to have gotten a good nights rest before you met everyone. You probably looked a mess, your hair— your clothes—

“(Y/n)?”

Bucky’s voice snapped you back to the moment and you shook your head, scratching the back of your neck in embarrassment. Being caught in a little moment there.

“Uh… I’d rather meet everyone another time… if that’s okay.” You whispered out, nervous that he’d get mad at your refusal.

He noticed how nervous you were to tell him no, on one hand he was proud that you had spoke up— knowing you came from HYDRA. Another part of him was saddened at your hesitation— no doubt you were waiting for a beating or some kind of torture.

“Of course, we can go at your pace.” He told you in a soft voice, hoping to keep the conversation smooth and calm.

You weren’t prepared for the kindness and you felt thrown off at his response. It took you a second to gather your thoughts before you could talk again.

“Thank you.” You whispered so quietly that you were sure he didn’t hear you.

Bucky had though, and even if he didn’t respond— he felt his heart hurt at your scared quiet voice. He hated HYDRA— so fucking much.

The conversation ended soon after, giving you time to excuse yourself to your room while Bucky started his workout— all his thoughts of you of course.

You hadn’t given him a full answer in his offer. He knew you didn’t want to meet everyone yet— which was fine. But he still wanted to show you around— if you wanted to.

After he showered and cleaned himself up, it was the late afternoon. He headed up to your room to retrieve you.

He knocked three times before waiting patiently. He could hear the faint thuds of you inside, and by the sounds of it— you hadn’t been expecting a visitor.

The door swung open and your eyes widened at Bucky standing there. For a second you wondered if someone was setting him up to do this… talk to you.

“Hey. Was wondering if you were still up for the tour?” He asked hesitantly, waiting for you to decline.

You thought for a moment, taking in the way he looked clean, his hair seemed freshly washed and shiny. Your eyes wandered to his outfit, jeans and a navy blue henley that complimented his eyes. You smiled little at how put together he looked.

“Just you and I?” You wondered, swaying on your feet.

He nodded and shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Just us. Whatta ya say?”

You wondered how much it would hurt to find out he was indeed being forced to hang with you. It would sting— but would it really be anything new? You repeled people and that’s the way you liked it. No one had the chance of hurting you if you didn’t let anyone in.

You gave in regardless, taking a chance. Knowing that this was going to hurt.

“Okay. Lemme get a sweater.” You told him, sneaking back inside you room— grabbing a gray knitted sweater.

Pulling it over your tank, you exited your room and closed your door with a click. Turning towards him, you were met with happy crinkly eyes, his warm smile beaming into you. It was hard not to smile back, but you managed somehow.

“Where to?” You asked.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry. First stop— the kitchen.” He announced dramatically.

You could tell he was trying a little too hard to make you comfortable. But it was an appreciated gesture— you just couldn’t stop thinking about how much this was going to hurt.

Every sweet gesture was just another rock being placed over your chest. Eventually your bones wouldn’t be able to hold the rocks— they’d crack them and crush your heart.

You said nothing as you followed behind him, wandering through the hallways until you both entered the kitchen— which was full of avengers. Your anxiety spiked immediately and you wanted to disappear from all the staring.

“Heyyyy! Look who it is! It’s the rookie— are you done hiding from us now?” Tony asked dramatically, fake being hurt.

His question was fair, but you couldn’t find yourself able to answer with all eyes on you. You could feel yourself start to sweat, your hands cold and becoming numb. Some may think you’re being dramatic, but you just weren’t mentally prepared to meet everyone.

“Tony don’t…” Bucky warned lowly, trying to keep his voice down as to not bring any more attention on you.

“Oh c’mon Barnes— you have to be a little curious as to where she’s been hiding this whole time. Let’s remember this is my property— I deserve to know who’s living in it.” He said as a matter of factly.

You swallowed and tried thinking of a response. Maybe you should apologize. You wondered.

“She still deserves privacy Stark.” Natasha voiced from the corner of the room.

Tony rolled his eyes, turning back towards you with a smirk.

“Sooo what’s up rookie? Where ya been?” He asked.

Despite many trying to defend you— they were also curious as to where you have been. They knew of your arrival and hadn’t seen you much since then, besides Bucky. But he was only just starting to talk with you today.

“I’ve been in my room mostly, trying to adjust.” You managed to make out, your throat was still tight with nerves.

Bucky looked to you with a pitied gaze. He felt bad that he had put you in this position.

“You should totally come to a famous Avengers movie night sometime kid.” Tony suggested, and a bunch of the surrounding Avengers nodded.

You relaxed just slightly, although Tony was pushy and loud— you could tell he had good intentions. You nodded your head and attempted a small smile.

“Yeah, that sounds great. I’ll definitely make it one night.” You told him, and he smiled in triumph.

“I’m not too hungry anymore— wanna get outta here?” Bucky spoke from beside you, and you felt relief at his words.

“Yes please.” You whispered to him, earning a smile from the soldier.

You two waved your goodbyes and headed out of the room, heading towards the living area. Bucky immediately spoke up once you two were away from the rest.

“(Y/n), I’m so sorry— I didn’t think they’d all be in there. Please know that I didn’t do that to you on purpose.” He apologized and you took him by surprise by grabbing his metal hand.

“It’s fine, I believe you.” You reassured him, “Besides, Tony is right. I need to stop hiding.”

Bucky softened his gaze and held your hand properly with his metal one, getting your attention on his blues.

“Hey, you don’t have to rush into anything. You go at your pace, okay?” He told you, his voice smooth and gentle. “I know what it’s like to switch to this lifestyle after living with…”

He trailed off, knowing your story from the file but he didn’t know if you knew that. Of course, you had assumed everyone knew your story— kind of sucked, but you didn’t have a choice in the matter.

“I know. Its much different here than Hydra.” You finished for him. “It will take time but I’ll get there. I already feel better now that I can talk to you.”

“I’m here if you ever need to talk— about anything. I’m not so sure how great I am with advice but… I’m a good listener.” He told you.

You smiled and gave his metal hand a tiny playful tug.

“Thank you Bucky.”

He nodded and gave your hand a playful tug back.

“Don’t need to thank me, just know I’m here for you.”

A/N: haven’t proofread this— ignore spelling mistakes🥰

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #the winter soldier #reader insert #marvel cinematic universe #buckybarnes #fluff #bucky barnes fic #marvel imagines #thank you for the request! #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes x shapeshifter!reader #shapeshifter #bucky barnes angst #protective bucky barnes #avengers!bucky barnes #endgame bucky barnes

[mother-ofthe-universedraws]

Happy Pride! And Happy birthday to our favorite pair of old men!!

#pride month 2023 #pride month #gravity falls #stanley pines #stanford pines #stan pines #ford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #tate mcgucket #shifty the shapeshifter #gravity falls 11th anniversary #stan twins birthday #stan twins #mystery trio

[godsfavoritescientist]

So there's this webserial called 'worm' about a world where superpowers started suddenly showing up in the 70's, and I'm trying so hard to think of a way to merge it with the stans-and-fidds 70s-and-80s plot events. The thing is, powers are caused by going through a traumatic event, and the powers are tied to both that event and to the person's various issues in ways that sometimes seems cruelly ironic. So you see my dilemma here, with there being so many options for events that could've given these guys powers

#godsrambles #fidds is easy: within worm's power classification system he'd be a tinker #which is where you get a superpowered understanding of how to create things that would otherwise be impossible #e.g. making killer robots far more advanced than current science is capable of #if working on the portal was what gave him powers though...... he could either get tinker powers specifically related to making portals #or if it was the greloblin then somethjng related to memory erasing #for stan. idk what would be the most upsetting. shapeshifting restricted to looking like other humans probably. #great for evading the law and for pretending to be ford for 30 years though #oh maybe ford would get precognition. ability to see hundreds of potential futures #maybe in combination with no longer needing to sleep. able to trap himself in literally endless rumination as he tries to figure out- #-how to stop bill #none of these are the Fun Flashy kind of powers though. stan would have fun with fire powers #oh wait. even worse for stan: powers that evoke leeches. able to temporarily steal or drain powers from others or something #or able to copy others' powers permanently in a weaker form than the original power. and he can have multiple weak powers at a time #in this world the mob would have powered folks in it of course so maybe a situation involving them could cause that power #OR. if his powers happened in the aftermath of the portal incident. #ability to teleport anything and anyone within his line of sight directly to him. #he'd be mad for 30 years straight about not getting that power before ford fell through the portal #that or the ability to summon common tools out of nowhere. such as a long rope #idk the powers are always very specific. pretty sure no one following me knows what worm is. #but you can at least appreciate the exercise of thinking up what powers would deal the most psychic damage to these guys

[dinkythings]

Some doodles of a campaign npc, Simeon, that I love way too much. You can tell I always run out of steam with personal art after the inking phase huh lmao

#oc #simeon #he can shapeshift and the woman is his usual disguise #we stan a genderfluid serial killer

[doodlesdreaming]

Mister Hyde and Tetra illustration for @yore-donatsu. Thank you so much for the ☕️!

#kofi request #kofi commission #commissions #art commissions #illustration #digital art #other's oc #ocart #ocs #mister hyde #tetra #vampires #gothic fantasy #gothic aesthetic #fantasy #orginal art #my art #i stan by this shapeshifter and their adorable daughter

[jacky-rubou]

@gf10yearslaterzine day 3 - favorite monster/creature

That's a tough one but I think I'll go with

Shifty, the Shape shifter from Into the Bunker! He's a pretty horrifying sight and I just love how he used his ability to shapeshift to try and trick Dipper and Wendy into trusting him. Not to mention how he's voiced by the one and only Mark Hamill!

But also, how he'd been trapped in the bunker by Ford and toiled away for thirty years until a chance to escape came about is such an interesting backstory for him, instead of just being a simple monster of the week. I've always sorta wondered what woulda happened had Shifty seen Ford's face (since I'm pretty sure Ford was careful about that) and used the real author's form in the episode instead of the mascot on the can... Might've ended up with Dipper questioning Stan since Ford's basically identical to him haha.

Anyway, ramble over. I just think he's neat.

#gravity falls #shifty #shapeshifter #ford pines #dipper pines #stan pines #gravity falls ten years later #favorite monster/creature #second place goes to the gnomes lol #prompt #couldn't find a good gif of his true form but whatevs

[biomecharnotaurus]

Because Flynn has brown eyes, every single time I draw him I'm forced to not give him irises because he would look too puppy-sy and not scary at all 🥲

#he is literally a fucking pitbull shapeshifted in to a man #then there is Stan. Stan is fucking scary.

[ckret2]

So none of the humans in Gravity Falls noticed when Ford was replaced by his twin, which makes sense, he was a recluse in the woods who probably only infrequently came into town for coffee or groceries. And also a secret mind-wiping cult was on the loose.

But as reclusive as he was around the humans, he got VERY social with the local supernatural entities. He raised a shapeshifter, he kept a gnome in a cage, he yelled at Steve with a megaphone. The local paranormal community was probably very familiar with the excited six-fingered human who traipsed around the woods conducting interviews and taking notes.

So, what did they think when he suddenly vanished, to be replaced by a five-fingered con artist who completely ignored the supernatural entities and began bringing humans around the shack?

I propose this:

None of the supernatural entities realized that he's Ford's twin.

They assume that as part of Ford's studies, he summoned up his own evil doppelgänger, and it killed him and took over his life. As doppelgängers are wont to do.

Which makes Stan a member of the paranormal community in their eyes; but if he'd rather try to blend in among the humans, hey, that's his business. They just won't send him invites to the town's magical meet-ups. He is, after all, an EVIL doppelgänger.

#gravity falls #grunkle stan #grunkle ford

[lesbiten]

i know why the shapeshifter couldnt have appeared as ford for like, plot + mystery reasons, however would it not have been fucked for him to perfectly mimic ford and for the kids to take him to the shack and for him to come face to face with stan and theyre both just like. What The Fuck Is That

#this is the situation in which we finally get to see stan shoot something #bc i mean obviously stan knows ford is. Not Here. the kids dont though #i suppose it would be an extra layer of hmmm because shifty wouldnt be able to know what ford looks like 30 years later #hed probably just turn into. the ford that he knew #which would be extra fucked for stan #dude pranking mcgucket by putting the shapeshifter that tried to kill him on his front step and it looks like his old friend #who he hasnt seen or talked to in 30 years #shapeshifter had so much potential that couldnt be used bc of the way this show is structured and thats okay btu im sad #simon says

[eregyrn-falls-art]

HAPPY 10th ANNIVERSARY TO GRAVITY FALLS!

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Back in Oct. 2018, my project for inktober was at least one pic from every episode.  Because of the pace, there were restrictions; I did each on a post-it note, limited coloring, and chose things that would fit the square format and that I could get done in time (between working full-time and owl-banding most nights).  I always sort of wanted to redo a bunch of those; but really, what occasion would merit putting in THAT much time and effort for a project of that size?

Well, how about for the 10th anniversary of the premiere of Gravity Falls?

I’m not saying this was a *smart* project to tackle, but I thought it might be “easier” because I had first drafts of most of the pieces; I just wanted to redo them so they’d look better, with 4 more years of practice under my belt and a new move to digital art.  (Narrator: it was not really easier.)  Some I redid completely, or did new to create the full sets above.  Basically, once I’d hit on this idea, and decided to link it to the refrain of “How Far We’ve Come”, I was committed; there was no way I was going to *not* try to do it.

I know that “How Far We’ve Come” gets fanvidded for eight billion different shows.  But, the first time I heard the song was in one of the first Gravity Falls fanvids I ever watched (link  below), so it will always be a GF song for me.

Gravity Falls has meant a lot to me for the past 6 years that I’ve been active in the fandom.  I have no doubt it will always have a big place in my heart. I’m definitely not done with things I’d like to do for it.  I’m so glad to see people coming together to celebrate this big anniversary! 

ALSO: needless to say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Stan and Ford!

“How Far We’ve Come” by @findmeinthealps2 ​

IDs under the cut.

Image descriptions.  The post consists of six images, each with a one-word header.  Together they spell out, “LET’S SEE HOW FAR WE’VE COME”.  Each image has 8 square pictures under the header.  Each picture is a screenshot-redraw from an episode of the show, usually consisting of one or a couple of characters against a simple colored background.

The first image’s 8 redraws are: Dipper and Mabel from “Tourist Trapped”; Old Man McGucket from “The Legend of the Gobblewonker”; Mabel and Bats Biker from “Headhunters”; Lil Gideon from “The Hand that Rocks the Mabel”; Mabel from “The Inconveniencing”; Dipper from “Dipper vs. Manliness”; Dipper and Dipper clone 5 from “Double Dipper”; and Mabel and Quentin Trembley from “Irrational Treasure”.

The second image’s 8 redraws are: Mabel and Waddles from “The Time Traveler’s Pig”; Robbie and Dipper from “Fight Fighters”; Stan and Lil Gideon from “Little Dipper”; the Summerween Trickster from “Summerween”; Stan in his vampire costume from “Summerween”; Mabel and Dipper from “Boss Mabel”; Stan from “The Bottomless Pit”; and Mermando from “The Deep End”.

The third image’s 8 redraws are: Dipper and Mabel from “Carpet Diem”; Mabel surrounded by Sev’ral Timez from “Boyz Crazy”; Stan punching the pterodactyl from “The Land Before Swine”; Bill Cipher in giant red angry form from “Dreamscaperers”; Mabel and Dipper from “Gideon Rises”; Dipper, Mabel and Stan from “Scary-oke”; the Shapeshifter from “Into the Bunker”; and Mabel and Pacifica Northwest from “The Golf War”.

The fourth image’s 8 redraws are: Bipper from “Sock Opera”; Soos Ramirez and Melody from “Soos and the Real Girl”; Stan from “Little Gift Shop of Horrors”; Old Man McGucket from “The Society of the Blind Eye”; Mabel fighting Blendin Blandin from “Blendin’s Game”; Robbie Valentino and Tambry from “The Love God”; Pacifica Northwest and Dipper from “Northwest Mansion Mystery”; and Stan from “Not What He Seems”.

The fifth image’s 8 redraws are: Mabel from “Not What He Seems”; Ford’s arrival from “Not What He Seems”; Ford and Stan as teenagers from “A Tale of Two Stans”; Dipper and Ford as elf characters from “Dungeons, Dungeons & More Dungeons”; Stan from “The Stanchurian Candidate”; Mabel, Wendy, Candy, and Grenda after their fight with the unicorns from “The Last Mabelcorn”; Darlene the spider lady from “Roadside Attraction”; and Dipper and Ford with Bill Cipher’s shadow over them from “Dipper and Mabel vs. the Future”.

The sixth and final image’s 8 redraws are: Bill Cipher holding up the gold statue of Ford from “Weirdmageddon Pt. 1″; Wendy Corduroy from “Weirmageddon Pt. 1″; Dipper and Mabel from their class day photo in “Weirdmageddon Pt. 2″; Bill Cipher in giant red monster form trying to capture Dipper and Mabel from “Weirdmageddon Pt. 3″; Stan punching Bill Cipher in the mindscape from “Weirdmageddon Pt. 3″; the group gathered around Stan sitting in his chair while Mabel shows him her scrapbook, from “Weirdmageddon Pt. 3″; Dipper and Mabel waving goodbye from the bus window from “Weirdmageddon Pt. 3″; and Stan and Ford laughing together in the rain, after defeating the giant squid, on their boat the Stan o’ War II, from “Weirmageddon Pt. 3″.

#gravity falls #gf 10th anniversary #stanford pines #stanley pines #mabel pines #dipper pines #wendy corduroy #soos ramirez #fiddleford mcgucket #pacifica northwest #robbie valentino #gideon gleeful #candy chiu #grenda grendinator #bill cipher #my art #yeah okay sorry... it's past midnight where i am #time to start the anniversary celebrations! #ids under the cut

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Sword gays showdown, poll for the third place of bracket three

Propaganda:

For Inej:

She taught herself how to kill people with knives. We stan a queen. 

My beloved knife wife ❤️🗡️

For Ballister:

he could tell when his sword was switched out for a fake, graduated top of his class so we know he's a good fighter, also the scene where he's fighting is hot because he's so confident with a sword in his hand, also he's gay

A canonically gay, disabled, South Asian man takes down the government with his genderqueer shapeshifter sidekick/adopted daughter! He has a swordfight with his ex-boyfriend! in which he defeats about 20 knights singlehandedly! 

top of his knight class this man is a master swordsman

(Movie) He has used a sword since he broke into the Institutes training ground and ended up becoming a knight

He has very divorced vibes with Ambrosius and he uses a sword.

He's a legit knight! So, it's in the fine print.

According to the Nimona movie, Ballister here has been practicing the art of sword fighting since childhood to earn the trust of the city and he was SO CLOSE to becoming a knight. He's also definitely not dating another one of his knight mates (?). Nope. Not at all. This movie is super straight /s I think he also beats an entire army of knights with nothing but his sword and a chaotic good shapshifter so that's pretty cool. He's also south Asian, has a prosthetic arm he made himself and is honestly such a goofy guy (in a good way ofc) if that's anything.

#sword gays showdown #inej ghafa #ballister boldheart #ballister blackheart #nimona #six of crows #shadow and bone #soc #grishaverse

[mymanyfandomramblings]

Mabel's perspective in Sock Opera is equally, if not more sympathetic than Dipper's: An Essay

Most people generally wouldn't consider Mabel to have a terribly sympathetic plotline in Sock Opera, even those of us who don't necessarily feel that she's horribly selfish. I think that's because, from a narrative perspective, her plotline is (as it so often is) shafted in favour of Dipper's, and from a viewer's perspective, Dipper's makes more sense. We, as viewers want to know who the author is. We, as viewers, know that Gabe is inevitably going to turn out to be some variety of impossible, and we know that the Author of the Journals is a major mystery. However, from Mabel's perspective, none of this is true, because she doesn't have the luxury of knowing she is in a TV show. Even if you take out Gabe, her perspective still makes perfect sense.

At the beginning of summer, Dipper found this journal, and Mabel has generally been pretty happy to go along with his adventures as the journal has led them, but it's clear she doesn't have the same degree of fascination with it. Maybe she may have been a little intrigued by who the Author is, she's probably a bit curious, but not to the same extent. By the time of Sock Opera, she's probably reasonably ready for the Journal fixation to be over, considering that they nearly all got killed by a shapeshifter trying to find the author. She knows that trying to investigate the author is dangerous--Stan warned them away from the supernatural, they've all nearly died multiple times, but Dipper cannot be stopped. And now Dipper has decided to spend hours and hours and hours, forgoing sleep, sitting in front of a screen, typing in passwords. The fact that Mabel tries to drag him away from it is a good thing--anyone with a relative who spends excessive amounts of time in front of a computer can tell you that. Generally, having someone close to you become deeply fixated to the point of obsession with anything can be challenging, however in Mabel's case, Dipper has become obsessed to the point of prioritising getting into the laptop above anything, and this isn't just a regular hyperfixation: this is a hyperfixation that has nearly gotten them both (plus their loved ones) nearly killed multiple times in the last few weeks. It's absolutely the responsible, good thing for Mabel to do to not enable that behaviour.

And then if you add the puppet show back into the equation, then yes, it is kind of ridiculous of Mabel to put on a whole show of that kind of magnitude just for a boy (regardless of whether the boy deserves it), however, as viewers we must accept that this is, in fact, thoroughly within character for Mabel, who is kind of ridiculous. Any kind of production of that size is a huge commitment, especially if you've given yourself a week to work, and I'm not remotely bothered by the fact that Mabel has to get everyone involved on this. And to Mabel's credit, she does try to help Dipper as soon as he appears to her in puppet form, she just isn't immediately willing to stop the show. Back in high school, my drama class did a play that I mostly wrote, mostly managed and also had a small acting role in (yes, I was an overachiever in drama), and let me tell you, it would have taken a lot to have gotten me to call off the show halfway through, much less publicly sabotage it. A demon threatening the lives of one of my siblings? Probably yes. That probably would have done it. And Mabel does allow the thing that she poured blood, sweat and tears into to go literally up in flames in front of everyone, once she realises that's what she has to do (and personally, I don't think that there's anything wrong with not immediately being willing to drop everything for this. It's not like Dipper doesn't dig in his heels about doing what's best until the very last possible second). I don't know why people insist it's not 'technically a sacrifice', because while, yes, obviously Dipper's life was more important, and she 100% made the right choice, it's not easy to wreck something you worked hard on in front of people.

All this is to say that although it's easy to become irritated at Mabel during this episode because she's hindering Dipper's ability to figure out who the author is, it's also very easy not to realise that she has a thoroughly reasonable perspective, simply because the narrative puts greater emphasis and attention of Dipper's perspective.

#gravity falls #mabel pines #dipper pines #gravity falls meta #character analysis #my ramblings

[pinesfamilyguidetotheweird]

New Fic Idea

"Hey, Grunkle Stan? Grunkle Ford? Did you guys ever have crazy summers?" Mabel asked her great uncles during dinner one night.

“What? I thought you liked the Jersey Devil story,” Stan reminded.

“I do! But, it was like, one day,” Mabel pointed out.

“And you guys got grounded for rest of that summer,” Dipper added.

“That’s true,” Stan admitted.

Ford paused in mid-bite when a memory popped in his head. "Crescent View."

Stan looked quizzical. "What?" A memory of his own surfaced and his confusion changed to shock. "Oh...that's right..." He covered his mouth in thought. "Man...that was funky...And after everything we've been through, what happened there was...probably real then."

"Probably," Ford murmured, looking a little pale and troubled.

There was a strange feeling in the air that Dipper and Mabel couldn't place. Clearly, whatever happened at this 'Crescent View' place, it had an effect on their great uncles, even after all these years.

"Wait, what happened?" Dipper asked.

"Yeah! Don't leave us hanging!" Mabel said.

But Stan was hesitant. "Should we tell them?" he asked his brother.

Ford looked unsure. "It was...quite the harrowing ordeal, what we experienced." He glances over at the younger twins, instantly reminded of the things they've been through. "Although, it surprisingly pales in comparison to this summer. If the kids feel that they are ready to listen, then I don't mind telling."

"Yer darn tootin'!" Mabel exclaimed, mimicking a certain former local kook.

"If you guys are okay with it," Dipper said, still keeping in mind the uneasy energy from earlier.

"Ah...It's been years since it happened. I think me and Ford were 16 when it happened," Stan said.

"We were and if Dipper and Mabel wish to hear it, then so be it," Ford said.

"Alright then. Should you tell it or should I? Keep in mind, my memory is still shotty, so it might take a while for something to clear up," Stan said.

"I don't mind starting the story. And if it jugs a memory, feel free to jump in," Ford told Stan.

Stan leans back in his chair with his arms behind his head. "Sounds like a plan. Fair warning: this is gonna get creepy."

"Pfft. Com on, Grunkle Stan. We faced vengeful spirits, a bloodthirsty shapeshifter," Mabel said.

"A murderous demon, a literal apocalypse..." Dipper added.

"I think you guys get it," Mabel smiled.

Ford and Stan exchanged looks before the latter shrugged. "Well then."

Ford turns to his niblings. "It happened in Crescent View, Pennsylvania of 1970..."

#gravity falls #stanford pines #ford pines #grunkle ford #stanley pines #grunkle stan #mabel pines #dipper pines #gravity falls fanfiction #fic idea #fanfic idea #fic ideas #fanfic ideas

[emsgwenstan]

People’s who have watched Wednesday and didn’t like Weems: she’s dead.

Literally Every who loves, adores and is obsessed with her: LARISSA WEEMS IS IN A COMA, OR HAS SHAPESHIFTED INTO SOMEONE ELSE!

Stan Gwendoline Christie.

#larissa weems #gwendoline christie #principle weems #wednesday #larissa weems x y/n #larissa x reader #gwenchrist(ie)

[alcides]

stan..stan..

can we have a nimona x gn reader who wears glasses but is nervous to show them to her?

or a nimona x gn reader who comes back home with a wild animal?

IM TIREEDDD STAN, TANK YOU PUTTONH UP WITH THIS!! FEEL FREE TO IGNORE ME

Rue….Rue…ofc you can!! I decided to do the second one!!

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Nimona w/ a reader who randomly comes back home with wild animals

Romance or platonic: Your choice

Headcanons or oneshot: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral

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The door creaked open as you hid a squirrel you had caught. You were silently giggling and smiling at the thought of having a squirrel running around Bal’s house. What’s better is Ballister specifically told you that’s no wild animals are aloud in the place.

I mean, no one can take it from you if they don’t know about it, right? Little chitters and squeaks came out of your shirt as it sat inside of it. You were hoping that neither Nimona or Ballister heard it. All you had to do was make it to your room and make a place for it. Easy right?

Well..that’s where you were wrong. “Hey! Bal was wondering what we wanted for dinner tonight. Any thoughts?” Nimona popped up, Either you could sit here and talk, risking losing the squirrel or you could just go to your room and have a squirrel. Second one.

“No ideas here!” You poured out and hurried yourself to your room. Close call.

Soon as your do shut behind you, the squirrel was out from under your shirt and making a ruckus of you room. “Hey, hey! I just cleaned!” The squirrel payed no mind to you. “Dude!” Your once clean room just was as dirty as before. You were scolding yourself for bringing a squirrel into the place when you heard two taps at your door.

“Ah! Hold on I’m getting dressed” the simplest excuse you could think of in this overwhelming situation that you put yourself in. You look around for the squirrel realizing you had to hide it somewhere. Your eyes darted around each inch of your room looking for the furry critter. It was gone.

You sighed and opened the door, hoping that the brownish creature didn’t want to make an appearance now. It was Nimona. “Hey, what’s going on with you? You’ve rushed yourself away from everyone today. Why is that?” Could you sit there and just lie to her? You could tell the truth but that would mean losing the squirrel you worked so hard for. You could also…

You were spacing out. “Hello..? Earth to Y/n.” Nimona waved her gains in front of your face. “Oh! I’m okay! Just busy, busy, busy, today! Y’know.” The pink haired girl rolled her eyes “okay mx. busy, what’s been keeping yo-“ a critter came from a area of your room.

“What was that?” You looked around confused hoping your little gig would fool her. “What was what? I didn’t hear anything?” Nimona was ready for anything to even breath “mhm..” she grumbled out as she shapeshifted into a cat.

It’s over for you.

Just as quickly as Nimona turned into a cat was as quickly as the squirrel was gone. Nimona had caught it. You got a lecture from the both about how you could’ve gotten rabies and how those things are disgusting.

You were sitting on your bed, looking at the mess your ex furry friend and left you when you heard the same two knocks that made you lose him. “Come in…” you let out an irritated groan. Nimona came in and sat next to you. “Hey, y’know you can just ask next time you want a wild animal in the house, I mean I’m here if you ever want a squirrel”

You let out a laugh. “Thanks…”

#stan writes 🦇 #nimona x reader #ballister blackheart #nimona