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Ford "Icarus didn't flap hard enough" Pines

Teen Stan hug adult stanford

rewatched the episode where they dressed him like a WHORE

These two make me sick

old habits die hard

i drew this at work

Muse

I find it incredibly hilarious that there's so much ship discourse in the gravity falls fandom regarding more controversial ships with people arguing shit like "alex hirsch would hate you" meanwhile-

He does not give 2 shits about any shipping discourse, like these are literally his responses to getting asked questions like this, please stop dragging him into this

Hi everyone! I’m back to tell you how good @sixerstanley ‘s fics are ;)

I’ve been craving some distraction from the overwhelming amount of work I have on the last week of 2024 and Clover posted the first chapter of teen!stancest (How Can I) Say No To This so, obviously I had to drop everything and make this silly little picture.

Clover, my dear, thank you so much for your beautiful fics, reading your work always makes my day better

'Folgers Incest Commercial: Stancest edition!'

In the Stancest discord I promised someone (I don't remember who, this was weeks ago) that I would write a fic about that stupid coffee commercial staring our favorite idiots! So, I did that and it almost killed me, but here it is! Happy holidays!

yatta my first teen stancest

a little heart to heart

Stanford Pines is sapiosexual and idiotsexual for Stanley Pines.

Oh, you’re still here? More under the cut off :)

Listen, Stan is an idiot, but not because he’s stupid or poor traversed academically. It’s because he has no sense of self preservation. Hell yeah, gonna go beat the shit out of a pterodactyl at my big old age of 62 for my niece! Cataracts? Psh, eye sure don’t know ‘em! Up against a crowd of the living dead? Gotta do it for my niblings! Glasses, who needs them? (Until Stan actually really needs them to actually see anything at all and it hurts to look in the mirror, but that’s a story for another day.)

And Ford pretends that he hates how self sacrificing Stan is, but it secretly makes him all gooey inside that Stan was and is a better person than he’ll ever be. Stan’s self sacrificing ways stem from his love for his family, not from any true idiocy. It reassures Ford that Stan, no matter how much of a kleptomaniac he is, still loves with all his heart despite how everything in his life has mangled him beyond repair. Stan’s love is the one thing Stan has left for himself, and he loves fiercely. It soothes whatever inkling in Ford that doubts that Stan broke his science project on accident, despite how long ago that was.

But, another darker part of Ford adores that he has to take care of Stan when Stan fails to, because Stan needs him to, because Stan can’t take care of himself without Ford, because Stan needs Ford to keep him in check, and because Stan needs him. Ford relishes in this satisfaction of knowing that Stan loves him to the point of self-destruction—which subsequently makes Ford go down a spiral of oh my god I’m just like Bill how could I do this to my own flesh and blood? I am sinful beyond redemption.

Stan appeals to Ford’s sapiosexual side because he taught himself quantum physics while running a business, and successfully convinced the government that he was dead. And I don’t think anyone else mentions this, but he also successfully convinced all his enemies he was dead. For 30 years. With how many enemies Stanley Pines had? That is an impressive feat even Ford recognizes. Rico? Oh yeah, Stanley Pines died in a car accident. Really sucks, cause I was gonna extort him for money and peel his skin off with the back of a rusty fork.

And Ford fucking preens in this fact. He can make advanced quantum physics jokes and Stan will understand. Stan might not laugh, but he’ll understand and Ford will pull a chuckle out of Stan that just makes his insides go all gooey all the same. He’s not alone in his academic interests anymore. Stan understands. He always did, but now he understands understands. Stanley was never just the twin with brawn, but now he’s the brawn and the brain in the most tempting ways for Ford. His strength was always attractive to Ford, but his brain? Absolutely a temptress.

It feeds into how Ford, after all this time apart, wants Stan and Ford’s life to consume one another in the ways it never could in these past 30+ years. Ford desperately craves the codependency they had in their childhood, the suffocation. The saying “You don’t know what you have until it’s gone” is very much applicable to Ford’s longing. Stan’s self sacrificial ways and the academic fruits of his resilience satisfy Ford’s cravings.

Now, if only Ford could admit these feelings.

he's so desperate for stan 😮‍💨 give this man his boyfriend!! (broyfriend:))

Also, I’m going to need everyone to stay on the Stancest/GF hyperfixations please and thank you

had an urge so. stancest-inspired stimboard :).

gif sources: one two three four five six seven eight nine.

Based off of that one Teen!Stancest + Carla threesome comic where Stanford is fucking Stanley from behind and staring daggers at Carla.

Mystery Trio scenario. Stanford has always loved Stanley, even after the whole falling out bit. They had something when they were teens but it was nothing defined, nothing concrete. They reconnect and Stanford asks Stanley to come live with him and Fiddleford in Gravity Falls. He accepts. Stanford ends up learning all of the horrible things Stanley has endured and refocuses all of his grief and shame into overprotectiveness and slight possessive behavior. Stanford wants to rekindle what they once had but has no idea how to broach the topic back to Stanley, or if he even wants that at all.

What he is certain of is that he doesn't like the way Fiddleford eyes up his brother when they're out researching. It was fine back in college when Fiddleford would eye him, fool around with him, flirt and grope him. But Stanley, his twin, his other half, his baby brother? (When did I start referring to Stanley as my baby brother?) He didn't want anyone else to have him. No one could treat him the way he needed to be treated. He was special, he was unique, he was delicate, he was Stanford's!

Stanford would never harm Fiddleford, dear god no. That is his best friend and a damn good mechanic and scientist. He loves Fiddleford very much. He just wishes he could understand that Stanley was completely and utterly off limits. He didn't mind their friendship, in fact, he encouraged it. But those lingering touches, those cheeky lines, those fluttering eyes. Those needed to come to a stop. Immediately.

Fiddleford is openly attracted to both twins and one day over drinks, asks if they ever had a threesome before. Stanley tells them they have with a girl back in high school. Stanford tightens his grip on his beer bottle while Stan regals Fiddleford of the escapades. Afterwards, Fiddleford brings up the idea that if they ever wanted to have another, he'd be willing to be the third. After much deliberation, they agree. Stanford sees this as a way to finally reclaim the relationship he had with Stanley while also warning Fiddleford not to meddle with his Stanley.

So, the day comes, and they the boys find themselves in a very similar position as they used for Carla. Stanley fucking into Fiddleford, Fiddleford on his back looking up, Stanford behind and fucking into Stanley. Fiddleford is having a great time. He feels both of them rocket into him and soon he finds himself finishing. Soon he feels Stanley following, but Ford keeps going. In his haze, he watches Stanford rail into Stanley, who in turn is still into Fiddleford. Stanford looks different, methodical, possessive, angry. He's fucking Stanley with a punishing speed, one making him cross his eyes. Fiddleford is watching between his own overstimulation and bewilderment. He can't look away, especially not with how Stanford refuses to let go of his eyesight, boring into him. Finally Stanford cums, holding Stanley close. They all pass out in bed together shortly afterwards.

Fiddleford wakes up in the night. He's naked and content. Next to him, Stanley is laying on his side, with Stanford wrapping around from behind. They're snoring in unison. He leaves them be to grab some water and something to eat in the kitchen. He cant help but think back to way Stanford fucked into Stanley, how Stanford stared at him. It was honestly a bit scary. He's down there longer than he thought he was because half way up the stairs, he hears something coming from his room. He tip toes and peeks inside, an awful, dreadful feeling dancing around his skin. Like a stranger trespassing into someone else's home.

Stanley i still on his side, whimpering softly as Stanford is whispering in his ear and leaving kisses around the side of his head. Stanford has one of Stanley's leg raises, softly pushing into him. Stanford has it placed on his own hip, while is hand is rubbing Stanley's cock. Stanley looks half asleep, moaning softly with each thrust. He's particularly noisy when Stanford sucks a hickey on his neck in a spot where Stanley can't hide it. Stanford's other hand was cradling the side of Stanley's head with his bicep, the bicep that Stanley feel asleep on. Those fingers are raking through his hair, keeping him lulled. Fiddleford watches as Stanley finally turns his head and slots his mouth with Stanford's. He feels like an awful intruder, that this is more than just some taboo sex act, more than a silly request from some horned up country boy about being shared between twins. Fiddleford leaves before he can watch them finish. He waits it out downstairs until he knows there's no more noises from the room.

Fiddleford tiptoes back into bed, now slightly warmer than he left it. Stanley has turned around, wrapped around Stanford's body, face tucked contently between Stanford's neck and the pillow. Stanford has a protective hold of him, one hand on his back and another in his hair. Fiddleford almost jumps out of his skin when Stanford addresses him.

"F."

"Y-Yeah, Stanford?"

"Don't ever make another move on Stanley again."

Fiddleford didn't need to hear the unsaid, "or else..." He nodded his head and shut his eyes.

"Goodnight, F."

"Night, Stanford."

So yeah anyway, Mystery Trio with possessive and overprotective Stanford over Stanley. Fiddleford being traumatized that his boss/best friend. It's a good time around. Especially when Stanford becomes more overtly affectionate with Stanley in the house, keeping just one eye out on Fiddleford.

haha i dont have the heart to finish these

the original and the “poodle skirt” variation. I might go back to these at some point. Make em’ into stickers~

colored doodles from this set

oh look, I made another comic.

no one will know

Drawn by Aimydraws

;))

We Swear It’s the Cold - (Pages 1-9) Part 1

I was rereading one of my fave fics and I really like this one. It’s also one of the first stancest fics I’ve ever read, then I’ve got hooked lol.

For @cheeziswin, you’ve been a super sweetie and I always wanted to draw ya a gift so enjoy! 

Not that anyone cares, but I finally gave in and made this side account because I couldn’t resist interacting with the ships and content I enjoy. That said, I’ll probably stay quiet most of the time (if not always) and just stick to liking or reposting stuff. Part of it is because I’m shy, and the other part is that my English is almost nonexistent without a translator lol. I just wanted to leave this here to mark the start of this profile or something.