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Double Lives (Stan and Ford Pines) (Fallout AU)(2)
”STANFORD WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” Stanley watched with widened yellow optics as the traveler sprinted rapidly towards him in the distance. What was highly concerning was the large creature following him with a loud roar, the synth grabbing the most powerful gun he had on him as Stanford drew closer. Stanford ducked when the creature swiped at him, researcher aiming the weapon he had been fiddling with while running and firing, electricity arcing in the air when he fired. Stanley darted forward when the beast collapsed forward, hoping that Stanford wasn’t under the massive and heavy beast as he skid to a stop before it.
“Well that was rather interesting…” A familiar voice hummed from Stanley’s left, the synth sighing in relief when Stanford crawled out from under the deathclaw’s left arm. His hair was fluffed up and sticking out in all directions, a wild grin on his face as he glanced at the slightly smoking gun with a frown.
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Strange Friendship (Ford and Gideon)
“Will just go away? Mabel still doesn’t like you!”
“I just wanna talk to her boy, so you best get out of my way!”
“You come any closer and I’ll get Grunkle Stan!”
“Y-You wouldn’t dare!”
The bickering outside drew Stanford Pines’ attention, the researcher curiously leaving his study to investigate. Dipper was standing on the porch, arms crossed as he glared at a figure standing in the parking lot. The figure was a small child, looking no older than 10 or 11 years old, but carried himself as someone who was much older.
“Is everything quite alright out here?” Stanford questioned, both boys glancing over with Dipper smiling and the other boy still scowling.
“Yea, we’re fine Grunkle Ford, Gideon was just leaving.”
“I most certainly am not! And you still don’t scare me Stanferd Pines!” The boy scowled, Stanford tilting his head in confusion.
“I assure you child I have
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Unseen ( Ford and Bipper)
It all just happened so quickly.
Dipper and Ford had gone out to explore a part of the forest the researcher hadn’t been to in years, Dipper smiling and laughing as his uncle told tales of his many escapades. After a long day the two settled down to make camp, Dipper so innocently asking for a hug his grunkle was all too happy to give. The older man smiled as he embraced his grandnephew, unaware of what was about to happen. The smile on Dipper’s face turned maniacal, eyes shining yellow as the child produced a large carving knife and drove it into his grunkle’s back with a laugh. The man stiffened before his body went lax against the giggling child, who pushed Ford onto the ground with a laugh that was all too familiar. Blue eyes were dulled as the demon possessing Dipper seemingly just vanished, the young teen confused before he looked down.
His anguished scream and sobs could be heard throughout the forest.
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Double Lives (Stan and Ford Pines) (Fallout AU)(1)
This world was so… well fascinating was one word that came to Stanford Pines’ mind. It was almost exactly like his, aside from the massive nuclear annihilation that seemed to occur due to some big War everyone spoke of. The creatures he came across filled many pages in the journal that never ended, the weaponry something he constantly tinkered with whenever he came upon settlements. He hadn’t focused on the people much, until he came across a large settlement named Gravity Falls. They seemed to include many, Stanford feeling right at home. At first he thought of only staying for a few days, but days turned into a week, then almost a month. Not that he was complaining, Stanford rather enjoyed staying in on place, even if the land was inhospitable most of the time regardless.
But this all changed when he came across someone…painfully familiar, said someone currently sitting beside the researcher.
“Ya know, if ya mess up my hand…” The voice had a
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Rescued (Stan and Ford Pines) (3) :icontransformersg1fan271:TransformersG1fan271 5 3
Surprise Hug (Ford and Mabel Pines)
Mabel was thirsty.
The 12-year old sat up from her bed, Waddles sliding off her stomach with a confused oink to land in her crossed legs.
“Sorry Waddles! I just need to go get some Mabel Juice.” She explained to the pig, who only oinked again and settled on top of her pillow when the excitable child jumped off her bed and left the bedroom. Skipping her way down the stairs Mabel paused when she heard the creak of the vending machine, poking her head into the gift shop to see her second grunkle exiting from behind the machine, a poorly hidden yawn leaving the man. He looked exhausted, Mabel puffing out her cheeks in thought before an idea struck her, a grin on her face as she skipped over to Ford. It was lucky for her he was tired, tuned ears picking up the footsteps moments before small arms wrapped around the top of his right leg, the man recoiling from the touch with arms raised before he realized it was Mabel.
“You looked like you needed a surprise hug Grunkle Ford.
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Sounds From The Past (Sole Survivor)
Hancock was tough, had to grow up that way or you were deathclaw meat of the plaything of a Super Mutant. Sure, he could be downright cruel, even to those he respected and cared for, but he also knew when not to be. Right now, was one of those times. It had been a routine scavenge session, John Hancock fighting good-naturedly with Nick Valentine while Dogmeat scouted on ahead with the Sole Survivor, who grinned when the building she had picked out was completely empty.
“Free pickings boys!” She crowed, pulling out drawers and rummaging through desks with an excited grin. Her companions were less thrilled, Nick Valentine smoking a cig while watching the vault dweller with an amused look on his face. Hancock found a stash of chems and set about ‘testing’ them immediately, racked out on some chair near when looked like a light switch.
“Hey Sole, this outta help.” He grinned, flipping the switch in the somewhat dark room they had found thei
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Scars (Dipper and Ford Pines)
It was a pretty lovely day, something that put both Stanford and his nephew in good spirits as they set out to go study the massive UFO buried under Gravity Falls. Camping gear was strapped to their backs, and after a long day of hiking the two set up camp a considerable distance from the entrance, chatting about this and that as they unpacked and pitched the tent.
“I can’t believe Grunkle Stan punched a siren! Man, I wish I could have seen that.” Dipper laughed, slipping off the light jacket he wore due to the heat. He realized this was a mistake before his jacket had hit the ground, his grunkle staring wide-eyed at the scars that ran up and down his pale arms.
“Dipper?” The 13-year old winced as he crossed his arms, the air full of tension as the innocent question hung in the air.
“I-It…it was…Bill.” He muttered quietly, glancing up from the ground when Ford kneeled beside him with a regretful look on his face. “I was trying
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Touches (FiddAuthor)
Fiddleford McGucket had forgotten what it was to be touched, in a positive way at least. Since the loss of his sanity most of the townsfolk treated him like some sort of animal, hitting him with brooms, shovels, and whatever else they had within reach to drive the crazed hillbilly away. So, for the longest time Fiddleford went without physical (or any) comfort, and thus forgot how to react when someone would touch him.
“Aw hornswoggle!” This presented a problem, much like the one he found himself in now, McGucket biting his lip as he hustled his way further into the large manor he called home. He fervently hoped that Stanford wouldn’t come looking for him, as Fiddleford was filled with a lot of uncertainty at the moment, and didn’t want to slip into what he dubbed his “hillbilly freakout”, the man cursing slightly as he eventually wedged himself into a hallway closet. Once the doors were shut Fiddleford took deep breath, eyes trained on his right han
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Fashion (FiddAuthor)
“Well, what do ya think?” The question was simple in and of itself, Fiddleford McGucket shyly holding his hat in his hands with a small smile on his face.
“Oh. My. Gosh!” Mabel squealed, her voice coming out even higher over the speakers McGucket had attached to his personal laptop, the inventor managing a small grin. “You totally rock that!”
“Kids right McGucket, like jeeze.” Stan Pines’ gruff voice cut in, Mabel giggling at the blush the spread across Fiddleford’s cheeks.
“I-It’s just some of my old stuff.” He shrugged, knowing his clothes were horrendously out of style but oddly enough he could still pull off the look. Sure, the flowery print shirt and bell-bottom jeans were slightly faded with time, but they hung off his lanky frame in just the way not even Mabel and Dipper could protest it.
“Still look like a hippy type though.” Stan continued, the inventor rubbing the back of his neck with a
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Siblings (Pines Family)
April 10th had always been an important day to Mabel, the girl always going out of her way to try and show her love for her brother from the second she woke up to the second she went to bed. Dipper wasn’t as flamboyant, but he always made sure Mabel had as much as a good day she could have, often dispatching possible bullies who liked to tease her. This year was different for many reasons, starting with that very morning as Dipper was the first one awake and both he and Mabel shared a grin when his twin woke mere minutes after himself. After going through their morning routine, the young twins bid their parents goodbye as they went to work, the duo off school for the long-awaited spring break. Once their car was gone they eagerly pulled up Skype on Dipper’s laptop, connecting it to the sizeable TV in the living room, chatting to each other as they waited for the laptop to boot up.
“Hey kiddos, you’re up early.” The joking tone of Stan Pines filled the room
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Reassurance (Stan, Ford and Fiddleford)

“Stanley, HELP ME!” Stanford screamed in terror. Wide blue eyes locked on his brother as he felt the portal pull him into whatever lay beyond, the last thing he saw being his twins face before everything turned white.

Stanford felt breathless when his eyes snapped open, heart thudding in his chest as if trying to free itself from its confines. It took Stanford a moment to realize he was home, in his bed safe and sound as opposed to being stuck in some strange dimension out in the cold, the man panting lightly as he realized something warm beside him was moving.
“Stanferd?” A groggy voice asked, its owner blinking tiredly as Stanford ran a hand through his greying hair with a barely repressed sob beside them. The tired person was none other than Fiddleford McGucket, the southerner turning to face Ford when he realized something was off. The terror-ridden eyes that looked into his all but confirmed things for McGucket, the inventor gently wrapping his lank
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Storms and Scares (Stan and Ford Pines)
It had started out as a light storm, nothing that had the two old twins on a boat in the middle of the Pacific Ocean worried as they stay in their cabin for a night of chatting and video calls with their nephew and niece. However the storm turned on them rather suddenly, and now both men were battling the raging winds in desperate attempts to keep their boat upright, as they were miles from shore and any help. Stanford took on the brunt of the work, as he was the most physically fit and agile enough to climb up if need be. Stanley worked on steering the boat the best he could, eyes trained on the radar that showed the storm’s path over them.
“We’re almost there Sixer!” He called out, turning the wheel to the right rather suddenly as a wave crashed against their left side, too busy focusing on the dials and screens in front of to hear the splash as his brother went overboard. Five minutes later the storm died down, a grin on Stan’s face as he came out from
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Hey There (Dipper Clones and Fiddleford)
Now, Fiddleford McGucket had always considered himself a simple man, especially after having lived in the city dump for over thirty years. While he liked that he now had this massive mansion to himself, the size in and of itself was a problem that bothered him. The silence was felt most in the middle of the storms that hit Gravity Falls, the wind whistling its way down the empty halls that would set his paranoia on edge and often send him into hugging a pillow, wishing fervently it was Stanford. After such a storm Fiddleford decided to take a stroll through the woods, muttering equations to himself until he heard a familiar voice not far away, belonging to the young boy Dipper. That couldn’t be though, Dipper was back in Piedmont from what McGucket knew, the southerner blinking in curiosity as he made his way closer and closer to the voices.
“Quattro! I’m gonna be stuck here forever!” Peering into a clearing Fiddleford saw Dipper currently clinging to a tarp, hi
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Reconnecting (FiddAuthor)
“H-He lives in the dump?!” Ford spluttered, eyes wide as he glanced at the other people at the kitchen table with him. Mabel was smiling nervously as she stirred her glass around idly, Dipper’s eyes cast onto the ground as he had placed the second journal down to eat.
“Why do you care about that crazy old hillbilly?” Stan questioned, backing his seat a few inches away when Ford’s angry glare settled on him. He found himself regretting that sentence when Ford all but tossed him into the car after the meal was finished, icy silence filling the car as Stan quickly (and most likely not legally) drove his brother to the dump, speeding away the second Ford had closed the door.
“Fucking moron.” Ford cursed under his breath as he watched the car disappear, shaking his head as he slowly pushed open the gate to the town dump, his heart going lower and lower into his chest as he made his way inside.
“Haha! This is great, that old loser can
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No More Running (Ford and Stan Pines)
You can’t run forever Sixer~
The woods were silent, save for the man stumbling and tripping his way towards a destination only he knew. Eyes were wide yet unseeing, breathing ragged as the man stumbled onto some train tracks that glittered in the moonlight, illuminating a thin silver path into darkness. Without hesitance, the man began to follow the tracks, his gait slow as he tripped over his own feet several times, left arm gripping at his side as the man wheezed slightly in pain. This hand was slicked over with blood when he pulled it away at some point, a shuddering breath escaping him when the firm ground between the wooden planks of the train tracks suddenly gave way, only darkness beneath the separated planks. The man had found his way to the bridge, however he seemed not to notice as he stumbled forward in what seemed desperation. He only made it halfway before with a trip the man landed onto the tracks with a wheeze, large glasses slipping off his face and falling
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Mabel loves to sing. She absolutely will turn up the radio/phone/laptop/TV and belt out what is being played, mostly in the pop-tune range, her singing slightly off-key, but hey she’s still growing. Dipper always trys to talk her out of it, Stan grumbles and usually turns his hearing aid off until the nightmare is over, but not one of them thinks to turn off the objecting making said sound. Ford makes this mistake only once, but luckily enough the song was one he knew before his portal days, and thus the two sing along and dancing only to a beat they knew. Ford does not try this anymore, either placing on earplugs he retrieved in some odd dimension, or sometimes singing along if he knows the lyrics (which aren’t very often).


Dipper is not so outgoing about his singing. He likes to sing alone, usually in the shower or in a clearing in the woods when he knows he’s alone, and sometimes with the Multi-bear, their love of Abba erasing his anxiety for some strange reason. While his voice is still a bit high-pitched, Dipper can keep relatively on-key, and when his bashfulness in front of crowds doesn’t hamper him, the family likes to quietly listen to him sing, Mabel grinning away while Stan gives a nod of his head. The first time Ford heard him sing his standing ovation nearly gave Dipper a heart attack, prompting concern from the researcher who only stopped apologizing once Dipper explained to him his anxiety.


Stan doesn’t really sing... unless he’s in the car. He usually only listens to the same radio stations, cranking the volume in the car he loves so much when his favorite songs start playing, grinning to the kids that “they’re a good classic and you’re gonna know them all by the end of the summer I swear or my name isn’t Stan Pines”. The windows were always rolled down as he belted the lyrics out in sync and sounding almost like the singers except for the slight rasp to his voice, a wild grin on his face as he sang away without a care. Ford didn’t seem too put off by this, sometimes joining in when he recognized a song and the duo often caused amusement whenever they drove around town singing together.


Ford…well Ford is a bit like Dipper. When he first returned home, Mabel had tried to introduce him to all the different styles of music that had come since his disappearance, but the culture shock was a bit much and he had to politely decline. Most of the time they heard him sing were during moments they didn’t expect, the family silent whenever he sang. Most of the songs had been picked up from his travels, the lyrics in a myriad of alien languages that sounded almost angelic at times in Ford’s deep voice. Mabel would watch him with big eyes, the child uncharacteristically silent as she listened to him sing, getting into a habit of recording her grunkle to listen to later. Dipper would sit with his attention on his grunkle, bursting with a hundred questions for Ford but knew there was time later on to ask, for now it was time to listen and enjoy. Stan would be spellbound, sometimes lying a comforting hand on Ford’s shoulder if he sounded to tears whenever the song was mellow, or would nod with a smile if Ford felt himself start to waver when he realized people were watching, continuing on with the little nudge his brother had given him.

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M-may I make a request please? I'm sorry if I'm bothering you
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thank you for the fav^^ Grunkle Stan laughs GIF Gravity Falls - So this is how the world ends 
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