Introduction post! Hi! My name is Puppy Chow, you can call me Puppy. I like gravity falls, this is a secret Stancest sideblog for now but I might add other stuff later who knows. I'm 20+ years old and this blog will be NSFW so no minors please and thanks. Otherwise, feel free to stop by!
him getting used to wearing panties for some reason(idk he finds them more comfortable or smth and he likes the idea of noone knowing that he wears them? Personal victory for the faggot)
And then just. Stanley figuring it out.
Oh fuck yeah king, that's the shit I'm talking about. I have a drabble a bit like that somewhere in my ramble tag already, but there's always a need for more slutty feminized humiliation kink Ford. Here ya go, and thanks for the ask.
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When Ford asked Stan if he wanted to sail the sea together, Stan thought things couldn't possibly get any better. Sailing the world with his other half like they always dreamed, what more could he ask for?
Then, impossibly, things got even more perfect, when a night of drinking led to the both of them being way more honest than usual and, well...
They were together now, as both brothers and life partners, partners in every possible way. It was perfect.
Except Ford was acting weird.
Not that that was odd for Ford. Stan would and had literally gone through hell and back for his brother, but he'd be the first to admit Ford's always been a bit of a character. But he'd been acting weird in ways he hadn't before, and Stan was starting to get concerned.
The two of them fell into a sexual relationship pretty quickly, not wanting to waste anymore time together, and while Ford always seemed eager, he wouldn’t undress in the same room as Stan. Stan's mind was still a bit fucked in certain places, but he knew Ford definitely didn't always have a hangup about that because he vividly remembered Ford changing in the same room as him when they were teens and shamefully trying to sneak a peek.
Stan's first thought was that Ford must've been ashamed of his body (Which made absolutely no sense when he was built like a greek god, but whatever. Ford was self-conscious about weird shit sometimes.) or his scars. But they had had sex with the lights on before, and while Ford would sometimes get upset looking at his scars, he'd told Stanley it was less shame and more melancholy that filled him when he thought of the marks of his past.
Stan just couldn't figure it out, and he was at his wits end. Soon he'd have to just ask Ford what his deal was, abd he wouldn't be a true Pines' man if he didn't exhaust every other possible option before trying emotional honesty.
So he barged in the bathroom while Ford was getting ready to take a shower.
"Stanley, what the fuck!" Ford shrieked, having pulled out a gun immediately upon Stan bursting into the room. Probably not Stan's best idea to startle a man with such strong survival instincts, but Stan was distracted from his almost being shot by finally seeing Ford partially undressed, wearing nothing but his turtleneck and-
"Are those panties?" Stan asked stupidly, completely struck dumb at the sight of his manly, sci-fi action hero brother with a lacy little number fit snug around his hips. Ford looked down, as if also surprised by what he was wearing, and his face flushed as pink as the pretty little silk panties he was wearing.
"Ah, well." Ford stuttered, before looking up at Stan with an embarrassed little grin. Stan needed to destroy him. "Yes, I suppose they are. Apologies, Stanley, it's not that I didn't trust you, it's just as much as I enjoy wearing such things I've always been a bit embarrassed..."
"You should apologize." Stan growled, taking a step forward and crowding Ford against the bathroom wall. "Dressing like a slutty little girl all this time and not letting me see."
Ford's eyes dilated, his breath hitching, and Stan grinned. Bingo.
"Now then, how's about you start making it up to me, doll?"
When Stan snatches a strange looking necklace from Pa's shop for Ford, the results are deeply unexpected.
Not unwanted, though.
A late birthday gift for @sixerstanley, and the forbidden sequel to the ficlet I made like a year ago. Reader beware, I got a little ✨️freaky✨️ with it.
This is a choppy lil ficlet I made like a year ago and never expanded on, but I randomly thought about it and figured I'd post it. Warning below for minor NSFW and major dark older brother Stan
Ford stares down at the test in his hands. His eyes are watering. His hands are shaking. He can’t breathe, can’t think, isn't thinking the one thing you're good for you stupid slut-
He's pregnant. There's something inside of him, something growing and making space in his womb, and Ford feels sick imagining it, his body being an incubator for this...
He thought he had been careful! He took his birth control everyday at the exact same time, and he kept track of when he was ovulating and tried to be less willing to fall into Stanley's arms when-
Oh Moses. Stanley. Ford's blood runs cold. What will his big brother do, knowing his supposedly smart baby brother was stupid enough to get knocked up, to get pregnant before he even graduated high school?
It was all his fault, Ford thinks as he sobs, curling in a ball around his still flat stomach, his stomach that will swell and everyone will know, they'll know-
He was the one who clung to Stan so closely, so desperate for his big brother he'd take everything he could get. The one who let, even encouraged Stan come inside of him raw even though he knew that his pills weren't one hundred percent effective. But no, he was so focused on getting his big brother inside of him that he didn't care, leaning into Stan's kisses and begging him to come inside like the desperate slut he was.
He'll have to graduate with a baby bump. And college, what college would take him in? Ford's fingers curl painfully in his hair as he sobs, as he imagines spending the rest of his life in a town when everyone sees him as a girl, a girl with no friends but his brother, a girl who spread his legs for the first man who'd-
He has to tell Stanley, Ford realizes, dread mixing with hesitant hope. His brother would know what to do. He'd fix everything. He needs his big brother to hold him and promise everything would be alright.
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When he tells Stan, he's too distracted to notice that Stan's surprise seems artifical, that his eyes are already trained hungrily on Ford's torso. He doesn't notice Stan's manic grin when Ford is convinced to keep the baby. But then again, he hadn't been noticing that his birth control pills have been tasting different lately, ever since he shyly confided in his big brother that he'd been considering going to college.
Not that it would matter if he noticed. His big brother knew best in the end, after all.
This is just a lil thing because one of my friends mentioned they weren't sure if I'd be okay with them writing something based on one of my aus- I most certainly am! If anyone wants to make anything involving any idea I've ever had that's more than okay with me, in fact it's an honor! All I ask is I get credit for the original idea and I get tagged so I can see what you make!
Sorry if this comes off preachy I just hated the thought of anyone feeling like they couldn't create anything they wanted on my account.
On August 31st, 1981, Stanford Pines is there when his older brother Sherman and his wife Ruth Ann welcome their twins Mabel and Mason into the world.
On September 4th, both Shermie and Ruth are killed in a freak car accident. Ford takes the newborns to Gravity Falls, but finds himself unable to care for both of them on his own.
There's only one person he can trust.
The first chapter of Sherm Spawn! I'm so exited to share with you guys. Special thanks to my friends for helping me out with writing this first chapter, especially Sixerstanley and Jackalopee.
Had a thought a little bit ago when mom had me watch an eating challenge with her on youtube.
Modern au Mullet Stan makes some money doing eating challenges for people to watch, also those meals are usually free if you win and often even come with free clothes (all useful). Somehow Ford catches wind of these challenges and loses his mind watching his brother shove massive amounts of food down his gullet. He claims he's disgusted at the animalistic behavior but he keeps watching them and he keeps thinking about them hours after he watches them.
Eventually Stan ends up coming to Gravity Falls bc Greasys has like a 20 pancake challenge or something. Ford loses his mind watching his brother scarf down a bunch of sticky syrupy pancakes and whatever other greasy breakfast food comes with the challenge.
the most alive I've ever been (2658 words) by sixerstanley
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ford Pines/Stan Pines
Characters: Stan Pines, Ford Pines
Additional Tags: Incest, Twincest, Developing Relationship, Getting Together, Cheek Kisses, platonic kisses that turn not so platonic hehe, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Sea Grunkles | Ford Pines and Stan Pines Traveling at Sea on the Stan o' War II, i can't emphasize enough how fluffy this is, Vulnerability, First Kiss, Feelings, Banter
Summary:
Ford scans his face for a little while longer before his smile sobers a bit, turning more earnest, more gentle, more fond. “I’m proud of you, too,” he says softly.
Stan snorts. “For what? Addin’ a gallon of milk to my mornin’ cup?”
Ford rolls his eyes and shakes his head, but continues to smile. “No. I’m proud that…you shared that with me.” He glances down for a moment before looking back at Stan. “I understand how difficult it is to be…to…be vulnerable, at times. Especially for us. Especially due to how we were raised.”
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Stan and Ford decide to take a crack at this whole "being emotionally vulnerable" thing.
new fic for @tiredyaoi !! i hope u like it <3 v fluffy. cavity-inducing, probably. i hope yall enjoy!
It had been just over a week since he and Ford had taken to the open seas on the Stan'o'war 2. Stan had been watching a rerun of The Dutchess Approves to unwind after dinner on the small television McGucket had built for their boat. It was a powerful little thing, able to pick up signal from anywhere on Earth and occasionally the International Space Station somehow. Stan chose not to question it for his own peace of mind. If it got him his shows, who was he to complain.
At some point during the second act, Ford came up and sat next to him, watching in silence before eventually turning to Stan. Stan tensed for a moment, expecting to be teased for his choice of show, but Ford seemed just curious. "Are you charmed by these grand displays of romance, Stanley?"
Stan turned back to the television where Count Lionel was attempting to woo back his bride and considered. "It's pretty fun to watch, I guess. Not like I have any actual experience to compare it to." The thought of someone wanting to woo him of all people was so ridiculous Stan couldn't help but throw his head back and bark out a laugh.
Ford frowned thoughtfully, not laughing at all. "So if someone was interested in you, you'd like a grand display as proof, yes?"
"If someone was interested in me, I'd like them to get their damn eyes checked." Stan scoffed, waving his hand at Ford when his frown deepened. "Stop pouting and watch the movie, this is a good part..."
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1.
The kitchen was on fire.
Stan stood in the doorway, still wiping the crud from his eyes. The oven was emitting flames and noxious black smoke while Ford stood in the middle of the kitchen and frantically sprayed with the fire extinguisher. Somehow, despite being distracted, Ford noticed Stan standing in the doorway and flushed, eyes wide and embarrassed.
"Everything is under control, Stanley! Just let me handle it!"
Stan sighed and made his way to the thankfully undamaged coffee maker, starting a pot as Ford continued to fight the flames behind him. He needed a cup of joe before dealing with this.
The fire suddenly grew in strength and Ford swore in what was probably an alien language behind him.
Two cups. This was a two cup sort of day.
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After he finally tamed the fire, Ford sat across from him, looking like he wanted to sink into his chair. Stan felt bad for it, but he just had to know: "What the hell were ya even trying to do, anyways?"
Ford's face grew redder, and he curled into himself. "I just...wanted to try making you a special meal I thought you would like. From one of the dimensions I traveled to in the past. I forgot that. That Earth ovens can't handle temperatures of two thousand degrees Celsius..."
Stan sighed again and pushed his second cup of coffee over to Ford, ignoring the way his cheeks prickled with heat and his stomach flipped at the confession. It was sweet, but even so...
"Think next time you should stick to fish, Poindexter."
I'll think of other situations eventually and keep you with us in Stancest nation forever
- Puppy-Chowo
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UGH i love this. ford WOULD do that. hed end up drawing conclusions from what stan likes to watch or read or whatever and be like, oh i have to do something Grand to woo my wonderful brother. and it would backfire immensely fdjndsfj
this is so cute, i love how u write ford dsfndfjknd. hes such a fool i need to squarsh him
Ughhhh... i've done it
I've been reviewing it recently WWDITS. And there I heard my favorite song again, which I had listened to until It was full of holes. Little Sad Eyes by The Castells.
I looked at the time of the song's creation and it coincides with the stan's teen. And then I had an idea that hadn't left my head until now, uhhhhhhh.... ok i said myself. I need to do this...
After the prom, where Ford was rejected. He was very upset, so Stanley wanted to comfort him… in his own way. And don't worry, Ford drank the most cans. Stan is sober and can drive a car.
(Ford, come back and clean up after yourself, omg)
For the Sherm Spawn AU: How would the slow burn go between the Stan’s? I need to know the angst to fluff ratio here
So first thing's first, I think that the twins would work through their resentment pretty quickly. We see that in canon when Ford called him over and Stan thought it was so that the two of them could go sailing he was immediately one hundred percent down. And I've mentioned it before, but I believe Ford's long lasting resentment over Stan breaking his machine was less just that he ruined Ford's chance to go to college but moreso that he didn't seem to be at all apologetic for what he did. It really wasn't Stan's best look and could easily make Ford feel like Stan doesn't care about him.
But that's clearly not the case, since as soon as he gets the call Stan comes to help him. Ford is aware that he's the only one who is in writing responsible for the children, Stan doesn't have to be here, and he sure as hell doesn't have to stay after Ford gets a bit more on his bearings.
But he does.
They're still not...great, at communication at first, and they're both stressed and tired and forced to share a small space for the first time in a long time and also dealing with the loss of their older brother and his wife so it's not like they won't fight. But all in all this is mostly fluff I would say. Mostly I want the two of them learning how to live together, getting more comfortable together and then realizing that wait, did they just think of Dipper and Mabel as "their kids?" Falling into the quicksand of domesticity, if you will.
what is ford and Mabel’s relationship like in your AU where Shermie bites it? Once Mabel is older
First off extremely funny way to word it. Second of all Mabel is his sweet little angel. I don't subscribe to the notion that Ford "prefers" Dipper, he very clearly adores his weird little niece in canon. And he's even more adoring to her in this au! That's his baby girl!!
They're very close. Mabel might be less interested in reading and research than Dipper, but she still loves going on adventures in the woods. Ford takes her on hikes to visit the more friendly oddities like the plaidypus and scampfire, and when the gnomes try to make her their queen he blows them up violently and teaches her how to use a grappling hook for protection. (He wanted to give her a more traditional weapon but she really wanted the grappling hook and he finds it hard to say no to her)
He does a bunch of "self care nights" with her because she worries about him working so hard! He also always lets her paint his nails because since he has six fingers she can do the FULL RAINBOW on them!!! She always talks about how great his hands are for that and that they make her feel happy and safe and Ford definitely has cried about it once or twice (or more)
Basically, she's his little princess and she knows it (she has definitely used it to her advantage before, the little scamp). She's had him wrapped round her fingers ever since she grabbed his hand as an infant and smiled a toothless grin up at him.
Decided I should finally get along to posting about my Sherm Spawn au. Yes I've barely done anything with the other au. No that will not stop me. Sherm Spawn time.
In a different world, Dipper and Mabel are Shermie's kids, and they're born very shortly after Ford finishes college. Shermie makes him his next of kin because his wife has no living family and he never, never will let his father around a pair of twins again. The only reason he hasn't gone no contact is because he still wants to be a part of his mother's life.
A few months later Ford has just settled into his cabin in the woods and his routine as a researcher, only to learn of horrible news from his father. His brother and his wife have both died in a car wreck.
(Ford refuses to acknowledge that he feels a sickening sense of relief when his father clarifies its Shermie who died and not Stan)
Now Ford has to take care of two babies by himself. It's horrible. He has no idea what he's doing, he's all alone since there's no Fidds with him yet (literally started living in his shack like two weeks ago he hasn't even finished moving in yet) he has to take care of the kids, he has to do his work because if he doesn't he'll lose his grant and the house and won't be able to take care of the kids, he doesn't want to ask his mom for help because that would involve his father.
There's only one person he can trust.
He tracks down and calls Stan, begs him to help him raise the kids. Stan is there by the end of the week.
Cue the intense slow burn yearning and pining.
I didn't describe it very well, I'm pretty bad at that, but feel free to ask me about this au because I really, really love it.