Maybe gif imagine (❄ this emoji I suppose, I'm not sure haha) from Stranger Things with Jonathan where he and Reader are doing Christmas shopping together, trying to buy perfect presents for their younger siblings~ (this one is simpler haha)
They can be best friends or a couple, I'm leaving that decision to you~
I hope it's okay and Thank u bestie 🌸
I don't know if this one's simpler (or rather if previous one was less simple) but you made this ask shorter for sure! haha 💜
Anyway, I like this one too, so I accept it!
Oh, and I'll actually save both your requests on my to-do list (I'll get to it in a minute) with 🎄 emoji since they don't happen on Christmas but have Christmas themes (don't worry about choosing the other one though! I'm sure it's for the celebration either way and that's what matters). Ironically the plot will happen before Christmas and I'll post them a couple of days after but I hope you don't mind! 😅
Heyyy if you write nsfw, can you write nsfw mirror sex HC with Ford? Tysm 🫶🏾
Mirror sex HCs w/ Ford
NSFT (18+) below
I don't know how it would come about, whether it is you or Ford who initiates it first to be honest.
It might be more likely something that you want to do, to see everything whilst he's fucking you from behind. He wants to see what you're seeing so keeps his glasses on next time, though sometimes it can be awkward when they're threatening to slip off of his face. They'll likely get fogged up by the end anyway! 🤭
Ends up with more than he bargained for when he's feeling down on himself for his scars etc, doesn't see how handsome he is and when he's shying away from you, you decide to sit him down in front of your full length mirror. Ford feels like he's ready to pass out at the sight of your arms wrapped round him, one hand slowly pumping his cock.
Not to mention when you praise him, peppering him with kisses along his neck, his shoulders as you do, telling him how good he's doing, how much you love his body. The fact that he doesn't cum on the spot is a miracle, but you knew of that and made sure to be able to tease him a little longer and drag it out - your hands paying attention to the rest of his body just before he was on the edge of release.
But this means that when it's you who's feeling self conscious, having a bad self image day, Ford gets an idea! He decides to show you just how gorgeous you are by pulling you back into the bathroom. The mirror is big and situated perfectly over the sink's counter for what he wants to do, which is to give you a taste of your own medicine!
You have his undivided attention and its his mission to worship you in this moment, he starts off without you facing away from the mirror at first, kissing down over your hips as he exposes the skin there, pulling himself down to kiss over your thighs and work you up before diving between your legs. And he will devour you like a man starved! But before you can think of cumming, he pulls away, making you turn to the mirror now, hands groping at your chest and over your torso, telling you all the while of how good you look, how good you feel, what he thinks of your body and what he loves about your reactions and so on.
Then he's pushing you (gently but firmly) over the counter, there's nowhere to look but the mirror as you take his cock and his praises. He'll definitely get you to say some affirmations before he makes you cum too, making you wonder how you had corrupted this man so much, who was generally the shyest person when you first got together! ^_^'
Ford & outside sex, tried to make it as gender neutral as possible for this one, hope you enjoy!
(18+) NSFW with lots of fluff on the side 😉
I feel like Ford would actually be really into having sex outside, though I don't think he's the kind of person into voyeurism at all! He wouldn't like to have anyone else looking at you in that way and he certainly wouldn't want to be at high risk of getting caught - it's a turn off!
But he does love nature, he loves being in the woods around the falls and knows lots of beautiful and quiet, largely secluded spots as well as all the magical and dangerous sections of the area to avoid. He would like to take you to such pretty locations as a date activity. He's a romantic deep down 🥰 having a picnic by a smaller lake that was formed off of the bigger lake within gravity falls, not a well known spot, watching as the day grows towards sunset? Hearing people far off on the main lake packing up after a full day of activities, tourism and fishing? Sharing some wine and dessert together should you be so inclined? Wonderful! The perfect place to have both a view and not be interrupted.
It starts off as just cuddling and making out on the grass, as the date progresses, but the intimacy builds to more than that, getting a little heated. Something about it sparks something in Ford, he imagines taking you out to more private places, just you and him alone in tranquil nature, where you won't be seen or have to worry about volume (at least maybe, not as much as when you're in the shack). Maybe you could even go camping.
Ford takes you hiking over the falls and ends up getting himself hot and bothered by the vision of you in front of him 😅 when you're walking in front of him, he gets the best view of your ass 😉
And when you need to break for a few minutes, dewy with sweat and out of breath from exertion, his mind is going to other activities in which he's seen you like that.
When the path becomes steep and treacherous he feels a certain sense of fulfilment/pride (?) that you need his help to traverse it, giving you a hand to pull you up or catch you, that you put your trust in him and his reassurances that you'll be fine and you can cross without falling, is something that helps him to feel useful and more secure. I guess it also feeds a certain masculine role (trope?) in him too (mostly in a pure way rather than a negative/toxic way), in being useful and capable to you in such a physical way. In fact he might even be a bit handsy when he helps you, if he's feeling playful enough or if the trip is tiring you out to try and lift your spirits:
Ford places a hand over your ass as you stumble when he helps you up a high step, drawing you into pressing up against him. "Careful, my dear." 😏
"Stanford Pines, you are a tease!" 😑
"I don't know what you're talking about." 🫠
There's a limit to Ford's patience and you can figure it out, most likely, in this scenario! If he can get you somewhere he considers safe and far away enough from any others who could possibly stumble across you, he'll take you as soon as possible.
Or, I kind of imagine a scenario where you're in the woods adventuring, helping Ford with his research of the anomalies, when things inevitably go wrong and you end up in some moderate dangers in fighting and escaping the latest monster of the week, when you end up coming to a stop to catch your breath, the danger now behind you - the tension is palpable!
Both of your heightened states of emotion mean that one of you runs hands over the other looking to see if they're hurt, almost getting into an argument over the details of how things went wrong or how you managed to come so close to getting hurt, maybe Ford ends up frustrated at you not listening to his instruction and taking a risk, either way that underlying tension snaps. There's tears in his eyes -
"You're so stubborn! How could you put yourself in that position?!"
"I saved you from being hurt! I thought I could've lost you back there!"
You end up being pressed up against a tree as Ford roughly kisses you, feeling under your clothes, squeezing and pinching at your sensitive areas as you moan into his mouth. You know what both of your actions are saying; you care about each other, you felt like you might not have gotten out of this alive, but here you both are.
You don't mind being rough in fact, you want it, you want to feel each other, you want to feel alive. You don't care if you get scratched up by the uncomfortable surfaces, and you are almost certainly going to be scratched up.
No matter who is the instigator here, Ford ends up the one to flip you around and push you up against the tree so he can take you from behind. Neither of you even bothered to undress, clothes pushed up or aside or pulled down just enough to access what you wanted.
And god forbid any forest gnome stumbles across you now, as Ford would probably turn them into ashes if they interrupted you! 🤭😳
Don't worry though, more TLC is applied after, once you manage to get back home, Ford being more gentle and tending to any cuts and bruises.
Can you do a finger HCs for Ford pls? SFW/NSFW if you can include both
Ford's fingers HCs (sfw and nsfw below, so 18+)
SFW
Ford still has a little apprehension about his polydactly, some still remark on them or think he's freaky and constant childhood bullying and exclusion is no joke! So whilst he knows that he is not ashamed of them himself, he can't help but be tense at people's first responses to them either. Still has a habit of hiding them by standing with his hands behind his back most of the time.
Mabel's pure acceptance of his hands has undone some more of his insecurities and he definitely lets her paint them on occaision and he likes it a little, it's nice to feel acceptance. And if anyone comments on his hands when they are painted, he can just redirect the conversation to his niece to dodge their questions. Sometimes judgemental people are so focused on the fact that an older man has nail varnish on that the six fingers thing escapes their notice! "My grand-niece did these, she's so talented!"
In a relationship, he loves that you either a) didn't notice his six fingers at first b) forget that he has polydactly c) just thought that they were cool/interesting (a bit like Mabel did). Ford is the best person to hold hands with and somehow he doesn't know this? He has an extra finger space so when he holds your hand he totally envelops your five fingered hand with his! Will definitely gain more confidence about holding hands with you if you say this.
Everyone thought he would be a skilled musician because of his fingers (and that he was always good at physics) but he wasn't that great at it, had piano lessons at school but never did as well as the music teacher thought he should. Did play marching band with a woodwind instrument though. But he did learn this cool trick of rolling dice between his fingers, during his time in the portal ended up getting better at slight of hand, usually to do with shuffling cards (was more of his brother's forte though).
NSFW
Ford has pretty dextrous fingers and is pretty good with his fine motor skills, if you know what I mean! His touch can either be firm or delicate and his hands are also pretty big, being an over 6ft stocky guy, so his hands are likely to swallow yours up in comparison! All of this to say, he's good at fingering you. Is at least slightly aware of hurting you because of his fingers being larger than yours and long, but he also has a lot of patience, will open you up with care and curl his fingers in just the right way to stimulate your g and a spot, in ways you can never quite recreate by yourself!
Likes to see you take three of his fingers whilst his thumb brushes over your clit. Or if you're male, to see you take his fingers whilst he also has his other hand wrapped around your cock. Likes to run his hands all over your body, and thread his fingrs through your hair, if he can.
His extra finger does give him a little greivance though, he has learnt over time to do hand massages on himself, to help with some of the cramps he gets when he writes for extended periods of time, and that sort of thing. But it means he can do the same to you on your hands or feet, maybe you can also encourage him to massage your shoulders a little! His fingers can help dig into those knots and its pleasurable, will either get you in the mood or it can be something he offers as aftercare.
for requests. . . how about an x reader where reader pegs Ford 👀? Is he open to the idea?
Oh I think we can arrange such a thing! >:) Hope you enjoy!
Ford x F!Reader | In Theory and in Practice
Notes/tags: Ford and reader have some limited past experiences, but tried to keep it a little vague. That said though, I do allude to them to be both bi/had experiences with someone of the same sex as them. Anal smut, some Dom/sub dynamics and switching.
NSFW 18+ below cut
The subject comes up from you, the conversations you get into around pleasure with Ford often end up in the logical sphere, starting lightly before anything more heated can arise. It was something to enjoy about your partnership, comforting in the pragmatic and somewhat direct, open way in which Ford spoke about such things. It reduced both of your anxieties and any reservations that you had about bringing up anything that you wanted.
Your partner still got flustered, however, and you were a little tentative in how you brought up this next subject.
"I never got to try it in any of my other relationships with men, some seem to think it's not important to involve the prostate in sex."
"The prostate when stimulated gives men pleasure, so I see no reason why it should not be, um, paid attention to. I certainly haven't had any reservations when I have been on my own, in the past."
"And with others?"
Ford did blush a little at this. "In relationships with other men, yes. And with you."
"Yes, but technically it was you who was doing it, Ford." You paused to take a breath before asking your next question. "What if I did?"
Your partner looked stunned, rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess I'd never thought about it before?"
You ask him if he ever heard of pegging, he hadn't and you did your best to lay out what it meant, slowly, despite your eagerness at Ford's receptiveness, so far.
"But how would you...?" Was one of his questions and you couldn't help but giggle. You knew he didn't like to be on the backfoot or feel that you were laughing at his expense, but how could you not help but be amused by his perplexed expression, his innocence when it came to the gaps in his knowledge?
"Oh Ford, have I not told you yet about the wonders of silicone?!"
Ford didn't take long to mull over the decision on whether he would like to explore it, in fact, you knew him to be as eager as you were, despite never knowing about pegging before bringing it up, though none of this should have surprised you, you thought, looking back on it. Ford wasn't a stereotypical man and did not have many qualms when it came to experiencing new things. All the more reason you were excited! Though you knew that he was going to take his time with researching it, but you could wait.
As the days passed he added his small questions about what you had planned, one here, one there. He would hum and nod and maybe ask for more clarification or an adjustment. In fact, he inisted that you practice putting the strap on you ordered, once it came.
"Can I see it?"
"I think the straps are too tight, how do I-?" You were glancing around for the instructions, to see Ford already had them to hand.
"Here, like this." He gently tugs on the threads and it loosens, relieving the indents that were already appearing over your skin.
Self consciousness ate at you, unable to hide that you felt so clueless you let out a nervous laugh. "I'm sorry! This is... it just feels silly!"
"It is a little bizarre!" Ford joins in with your laughter. "But preparation makes all the difference, my dear."
Once it came to the moment, however, Ford had forgotten what a disparity there was between theory and practice! It had been so long since he had ever been in this position (metaphorically, rather than physically in the same position... but, you get the idea!) and he was starting to remember how vulnerable it can feel...
You've been working him open steadily, using plenty of lube that you kept beside you, Ford encouraging you and helping direct your movements to what he found most pleasurable, voice strained already.
He could feel that pressure and heat from how you slide in, one of your hands coming to soothingly rub at his back, reminding him to relax into it, to adjust. When he gives you encouragement to move, he can feel your form pressing into his. Your hold on him was so gentle, the tenderness made him feel like he was adrift.
He cried out as you set a firmer pace and you stilled for a moment.
"Ford?"
He groaned. "Keep... keep going, baby."
Ford reaches round to find your hand and you let him intertwine your fingers together, placing your hand further forward so the hold would be comfortable.
"You're doing so well. You know that?" You placed kisses over his shoulder before resuming your steady pace. " So good for me, Ford."
The toy that you had gotten was one that had an end that sat just inside your entrance, the pressure of it working you up. Arousal pooling in your belly as you thrust your hips into him.
He looked so beautiful underneath you, his back arched. God, he was a sight to behold. And so you told him, words spoken as you caught your breath. Knowing the words were affecting him from experience if not from the way his breathing changed, those little noises he made that you so desperately wanted to hear, the ones that went straight to your core.
You were taking your time though and Ford began to rock back into your touch, impatient.
Ford whined your name, turning his head, pupils blown wide. "Don't hold back."
It was somewhat rare that he ever got into an impatient mood, the man was unflappable most of the time. A wicked smile started to spread across your face as you tapped at his side, getting to move upwards, into more of a sitting position before grabbing a fistful of his hair, pulling him back into your chest, an arm coming to rest across his broad chest as he squirmed.
"What was that, hm?"
"Ah, please! Please, I want you to touch me, please."
"So polite." You said teasingly.
Adjusting your grip on his hair your pace became firmer, hand roaming down his chest to touch his achingly hard cock.
"That's it." Ford's moans were rising into a delicious background orchestra and you prided yourself on the knowledge that you had worked him up so much.
"W-wait! I want to see you when I- want to touch you, please?" His voice wavered, unsure of his own wants when he was so close to the edge.
"This is about you, Ford." You considered for a moment. "But you can turn around, if you wish."
It was a more awkward shuffle compared to the last, but the break in the tension didn't last long; the heat rising to your face as you saw how wrecked Ford looked, hair stuck up at different angles. Legs rising to wrap around you, the muscles there flexing against your hips. You wondered what you must've looked like to him in such a position, when the roles were reversed. Was this why he liked it?
Ford was practically melting into the mattress by the time your hands were on him again. That first rate brain of his switching off thoughts and transferring to focus on pleasure. He pulled you in so that he could kiss you, in between your praises and moans.
"So good for me, darling."
"Such a good boy."
"Fuck, cum for me!"
Eyes focused on your angelic face above him, he came. His release coating his stomach, and your hand, still firm on his cock as he rode his orgasm out with a shuddering moan.
Pulling out, you collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, letting Ford take over. First wiping you both down, then releasing you from the strap, soon replacing the end of the toy with his fingers, his mouth grazing your breast hungrily as he laid beside you.
He cursed under his breath. "Oh, sweetheart, you're soaked."
Hot kisses trailed across your skin. "You don't have to. T-this, mmn, was about you."
He tutted, a glint entering his eyes. "But I thought I was your good boy. Don't you want me to make you cum? You've gotten so wet for me."
You whimpered, answering with a nod as you carded hand through his hair, gently, this time.
Congrats on 1000 likes!! Wondering if I could request ford with an environmental scientist!reader? Like where ford enjoys theoretical physics and maths, the reader is more focused on geology and biology? No worries if not!!
Dearest anon, you don't have to worry because this is right up my alley!!! I studied earth sciences so let's gooooooo! 😁🥳
Stanford Pines x environmental scientist!reader
Rating: SFW
A/N: Was terrible at physics but I love earth sciences so this is practically a self insert? lmao! Ford finds someone who likes to infodump as much as him about their academic interests! ^^' so sorry that the reader rambles so much. The wilderness must be explored! Hope you enjoy!
"You mean to tell me that you think you've discovered species hitherto unstudied and you didn't call me until now? Are we even friends?!"
That had been your reply on the phone. Ford chuckled, relieved that you had been available and eager to accept. He was perhaps inundated with work and whilst he didn't want to admit where he was limited in his expertise, he knew he could afford to extend his studies and offer someone else an opportunity. He was glad it was you.
You had Fiddleford to thank for your introduction, you had been in a group campaigning for environmental rights on campus, the hubub was something Ford would've generally ignored, but Fiddleford had seen some familiar faces amongst the crowd and he couldn't deny that he was curious about the cause.
He'd found out why you had seemed familiar, as you recognised them from the shared lectures you had.
"Ugh! They made us take a course in statistics, but honeslty, I'm hopeless at it! It's right at the end of the day, too, so I'm trying hard not to fall asleep, you know?"
"Um, well, I actually don't find it that bad."
"But we both agree the professor drones on something awful, right Ford?" Fiddleford gave him an encouraging nudge with his elbow.
"My god, he does!"
"S-so, um, maybe if you sat next to us, I- we could help you? We both take mathematics."
He had been nervous at first, afraid that you would reject him for his six fingered hands. Rumours had been spread across the BMU about him and so far only his roommate had been the most accepting.
But like him you hadn't noticed at first, once you did you had only picked up his hand and said -
"Woah, far out!"
When he had slipped his hand away you had actually apologised.
"Don't give a damn what the rest of them think, Ford. Anyway, I think they're cool!"
And thus your friendship had been forged. Your shared courses were brief together, but you both had a love of DD&MD and kept a campaign running through college.
His excitement for someone coming to relieve the isolation of his life in gravity falls was curtailed, slightly, once you had started pouring over his work. He had temporarily forgotten that you were nearly as scrupulous as himself.
"I can't believe that you were recording these like this! What if your work was to get lost or destroyed, hm? There is so much to do here!"
Eagerness had devolved into critique it seemed, and Ford felt like he was losing the war.
"There's nothing even here about habitats or behavioural patterns for this entry... overall, this is inconsistent, Dr Pines."
He huffed, putting his hands in his pockets. "So are you going to accept the task or just pull it apart for the rest of the week?"
You tried to suppress a grin and failed. "When can I start?!"
Ford shook his head. "Just the same as when we were in college. You take too much delight in messing with me!"
Your laugh rang out over the lab. "Gotta keep you on your toes, Stanford! Like you, I have high standards."
"You can start whenever you're ready, of course."
"Good, because I want you to show me your latest find you talked about."
"Well, I'm glad you called me, seems like there's a lot of work to do here and it's not good to lone work so remotely, Ford, you know I wish you contacted me sooner had I known you were-" You gasped as you looked down into the river and Ford spotted one of the plaidypuses he had discovered last week.
"Oh this is fascinating, Ford! I wonder how they've developed such a pattern, perhaps in the falls they are not predated on? Yeah, maybe that's it."
This sparked a conversational debate, Ford elaborating on what he had said over the phone, how he had discovered them, what else lies in the forest surrounding.
"And just look at this waterfall, a perfect example of differential erosion! Did you know that this kind of basaltic rock in Orgeon was actually formed around..."
Ford looked over to you, you had gotten up close to the edge of the waterfall, as close as you could on dry land, pointing out formations. He tried his best to add in hums of response at the right places, however, his mind had drifted as he saw how your face was highlighted by the light filtering down through the trees. The way the light breeze blew at your clothes, the sparkle in your eyes that lit up your expression as you talked about your subject.
His heart swelled with affection, he had been so lonely before, and he was kicking himself on how he hadn't thought of this sooner; it was so... energising to have someone around with a similar level of passion for their studies as he has.
"Ford, the camera! Quick!" Snapped out of his reverie he realised you had been trying to get his attention, directing him to the shore where a group of plaidypuses had arrived.
"Right!" He took a few photos, managing to get the measuring rod that you placed carefully in the foreground without startling the creatures.
A few tranquil minutes passed as you watched the group glide effortlessly in the water away from you, leaning back on the grass with your hands, legs dangling off of the ledge.
"What were you thinking about? You've got that far away look in your eye."
"Oh, er, nothing! Just an equation." Ford could feel a blush forming.
"Didn't think that'd be something you'd have trouble with."
"Really (name), just because I have a PhD in the subject doesn't mean I don't have to work at solving anything."
"Yeah, yeah, tell that to the girl still trying to get approval for her original proposal." Voice laced with sarcasm. "What're you on now, you're 8th PhD or whatever?"
"10th, actually."
"Jeez, man! Do you ever rest?" You laugh and Ford can't help but join in. "Don't worry, you can get back to your equations and scanners or... whatever else you do with physics! The river isn't far, I'll be studying their ecology for now, then we can decide on the rest."
