HAPPY WINTER HOLIDAYS AND TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT- Or Day Idk BUT YEAH HOLIDAYS YEAH!!!!

Despite how everyone is acting- Ford is yet to give up on uncovering the mystery of where his brother has gone. No matter how many times people say that strange phrase- Something tells Ford that Stanley might not be in as “safe hands” as everyone claims…

Oh boy. The clue board makes its debut.

(Fourth installment labeled 3rd. Updates are happening people!)

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I need to rant about them, but don’t know which ones to start with cuz I put an unreasonable amount of thought into my au variations and yeah

ArtFight First time participating!!!!

Yeah, idk fully how this works quite yet, but ill figure it out I guess. First and foremost, my silly little thing with my oc's and stuff. Oh yeah, and GO TEAM SEAFOAM!!! (I haven't fully finished my references for my characters but I will be posting them soon)

Good stuff right here, friend of mines work- Wonder what comes next?

Time Dilation: Gravity Falls AU

What if instead of Ford being sent through the multiverse he was sent through time?

Basically, this AU covers some Ford shenanigans and the events leading up to the Portal incident, as well as shows what Ford is doing in the present moment- I think it's some pretty fun stuff, so, I'm gonna post the first chapter here to see if anyone's interested! I'm almost done with chapter 2 (Which is the better chapter imo so far) but, I thought I'd post something about it here! (There will be a link to my Ao3 at the end!!!)

It had only been a couple of weeks since Stanford Pines had moved in to Gravity falls, he never thought he'd ever manage to find a place as perfect as this, it was everything he had dreamed of when his was a kid, and more.

He had just had his first encounter with the Gnomes, it was quite the scuffle, but he managed to defeat them, but not without getting a small bump his head. There were only about 4 or so. Perhaps they are short in population? It didn't matter all that much to him, just another addition to his Journal, like usual.

He had been on his way home through the woods, he had discovered more of the “weirdness” the deeper he went through these woods, so he made sure to always try and start the day with a nice hike in the mornings, sketching and writing his Journal along the way. 

Though, the gnomes were something new, the first type of “humanoid” and sentient being he had come across besides the townfolk.

That was till he saw a hooded figure in a slightly dark and tattered cloak, putting what appeared to be a letter into a mailbox…

In the middle of the woods.

Ford decided to ascertain the situation, before he was going to greet the stranger. 

He had never been one for social situations after all.

He watched as the mailbox seemingly came to life as shook, before simply opening its little flap on the front side. He watched as the hooded figure reached inside and pulled out what looked like a different piece of paper before reading it carefully. 

The figure almost immediately turned around and locked eyes with Ford, he cursed at himself, before making a break for it. Ford, (wanting to learn more about him and the mailbox) quickly gave chase to the figure. The figure was always one step ahead of him somehow and made a sharp right turn behind a large tree.

“Wait, don't leave!” Ford exclaimed as made the same sharp turn, and stopping dead in his tracks.

The figure was gone.

Seemingly without a trace as well, Ford had looked around for any clues of where the figure may have ran off to, but, there was absolutely nothing. He cursed at himself, before making his way back to the mailbox. 

Perhaps he could find more answers there? 

But, with what he had learned so far, it would probably just raise more questions than anything.

He made it back to the little opening in the woods, and walked up to the mailbox carefully. Out of curiosity, he ripped a small piece of paper from his journal, and wrote; “Hello?”

He stuck it in the mailbox, making sure to close the flap. He waited a few seconds, before it started to shake just as it had earlier. It popped open, with a new small piece of paper, with a very fancy ink seemingly printed on it. 

Ford looked at it carefully, attempting to examine the entire note before reading it. But the only thing it seemed to have wrote was “Hello” back.

Ah, a sentient mailbox, well, that was certainly new.

Ford made a note in his journal “Anomaly #54” and made a quick sketch of it in the lower right hand corner.

He got a new piece of paper, and wrote a quick introduction.

“Hello, my name is Stanford Pines, I am a scientist and researcher of gravity falls. Now, who might you be?”

Ford was never really much for pleasantries, always clear and straight to the point.

He stuck in the mailbox, before quickly getting a response.

“Yes, I know of you, Mr. Pines. As for me, many have called me a god, but I am simply here to provide Humanity with enlightenment and knowledge. You may ask me any questions you may have, and I will answer them.”

Ford whispered to himself; “Fascinating…” Before make another quick note in his journal.

Ford wasn't sure where to start, he wanted to test it before asking any pressing questions. He thought of his interaction with the gnomes earlier, and decided to ask a quick question to test his so called information skills.

He asked the mailbox who he fought earlier this morning, and the mailbox spat out with about 7 different names.

“Carl, Francis, Steve, Gerald, Bart, Jack, and Shmebulock. All of whom were gnomes, you however, only saw 4 of them, the other 3 were flinging rocks at you from above.”

Ah, so that's what that was, rubbing the bump on his head. 

He asked a few more random questions, and getting answers before adding them to his notebook. Seems the mailbox held a lot of knowledge, he'd definitely make sure to add this to his morning rounds.

He thought for a moment, before finally asking “Who was the hooded figure earlier?” 

“I cannot tell you at this time.”

Ford was confused, and asked “Why not?”

The mailbox simply repeated itself.

“I cannot tell you at this time.”

Ford started to get frustrated and asked; “Why can't you tell me?”

And the mailbox repeated itself, and wrote something new down.

“I cannot tell you at this time” and at the bottom, was a strange cipher, with a bunch of different symbols.

Ford was not very pleased, but inevitably gave up before adding to his Journal “Can, and will withhold information.” Before giving up for the day, and heading home.

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Cut to another Ford, many, many years into the future. He is currently floating through what appears to be an endless void.

He looked very different, time does seem to have the effect on people. He was wearing pretty much the same outfit, but with a long  dark robe over it, with some extra stuff added for what was either for Functionality or flair. Probably the former.

He was attempting to sit criss-cross, but, again, it's an infinite and endless void. So, he was struggling.

He was very clearly frustrated, you could tell by his disgruntled expression on his face. His arms were also crossed, angrily so. 

Ford was talking to himself aloud, letting his words try and fill the void.

“All those years, and for what? Me to be stuck here, in an endless void, waiting to just what? Starve to death? I can't just sit here and do nothing, but if I tried to…”

He looked at his wrist, there appeared to be some type of strange watch wrapped around it. He looked at it carefully, before getting a flashback to him being chased by two massive figures, who almost looked like policemen, but much more futuristic.

He shook his head, and spoke to himself again.

“No, no, there has to be another way.” He checked his pockets, nothing but half-eaten granola bar, and some loose change. He checked his little book satchel, but, there was just another one his journals, with a golden 6-fingered handprint, and the number 4 on it. 

He sighed, seemingly have given up entirely.

“Well, seems like it's the only option, here we go!”

He pushes a button on the side of the watch, before everything warps and spins around him. The void seemed to collapse in on itself, and as everything shifted and changed. He could very clearly see something floating rapidly towards him, he tried to move out of the way and that's when it hit him, knocking him into unconsciousness, almost immediately.

End Chapter 1

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Feel free to reach out and leave any questions in the comments! I'm kinda still starting out, so any and all support is appreciated!!!

I actually really like my design for the AXOLOTL’s human form- I hope I made it pretty nonconforming cuz I feel like as an omnipotent godlike amphibian being, I figure Mx. Lottie can be whatever they like. They’re supposed to give off witchy wine aunt vibes, with a dash of grandparent-like disconnect. If that also makes sense. I know this is procrastination, but I do have a decent idea of what’s gonna come next in the 3 Buck Stan AU. Baby steps people. Baby steps.

Uh oh Fordsie, your parents are acting awfully strange… The second installment of the 3 Buck Stan AU and our six fingered munchkin comes into play. Wonder what will come of that lol… I have a good idea on what will come next in this series/au, although I’ll likely be slow to post due to procrastinating- yk how it is lol. But yeah… next segment will probably get back to Stan and Mx Lottie’s nonsense as we finally get into the swing of things. It’s gonna be great, trust.

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So you just STABBED me- The entirety of Gravity falls in one amv thanks for blessing all of our eyes-)

mr blue sky.mp4

(a.k.a. a frickin’ mess of emotions in AMV form)

I want to give some of these fanfic ideas some spotlight- Cuz I’m not like DOING anything with them, but I need them out of my brain NOW! I just can’t decide what to talk about- So, whichever one gets the most votes, I’ll do a fun little explanation on like- The lore and stuff. And if you’re curious and want a BIT more information about some of these titles, I could probably give a short explanation. But yeah.

Have some random images for some of them under the cut (Some unfinished)

*Slaps comic onto table* “Here she is, ain’t she a beaut?”

Oh Ford you sweet summer child, let’s see what nonsense this so called “lead” takes you to… The circus is a direct reference to the Lost Legends comics if you’re wondering and yeah. lol. Hope you enjoyed this one, it was EXTRA TEDIOUS-

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Back when I was neck deep in my Invader Zim phase, miss those days tbh lol. It’s honestly what triggered my whole cartoon obsession to begin with- I never really watched cartoons as a kid beyond like pbs kids