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oh i write sometimes...I almost never finish tho.. 18+ am 20

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LET ME AT HIMMMMM

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Can someone,PLEASE I beg, write a Conner x reader fic about Conner meeting with his inspiration? Like this super stone cold character who everyone thinks is emotionless, but shes not. Reflects Conner pre-deviant. And he just wants to understand who he is.

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Been on vacation for the week. Hopefully I'll be able to work on the next part! I haven't even been able to read any new stuff yall have put out

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Professor Pines

Author’s Note: hey y’all! This is the start of a professor Ford AU that I’m working on. Thank you so much for being patient, and I am so excited to hear what you think about this! Sorry if some of this is inaccurate. I have not gotten my masters yet 

“Prologue” 

You sat outside Dr. Pines’ office bouncing your leg to expend the anxious energy flooding your mind. You were rearranging your manila folder of papers for the third time already. You couldn’t decide what would be the best order for him to read them in. Not like it really mattered anyways. It was just a nervous fidget to keep your mind off of the fact this was the last shot for you to get a sponsor for your Master’s research. He was finishing up a meeting with another student; you could hear pieces of his deep voice through the oak door. You hadn’t gotten to meet Dr. Pines yet. Your conversations hadn’t breached your Email inbox, but you were eager to finally have a discussion face-to-face. 

The door creaked open and a young man walked into the hallway, slinging a backpack over his shoulder. “Have a good day! I’ll see you in class tomorrow,” Dr. Pines called out to him. You exhaled through your mouth and placed the folder in a binder that held laminated pictures you had taken. You stood up from the cushioned bench you were sitting on to enter his office. Any confidence you might have regained was lost when you ran face first into what could be your research mentor. Your face and arms collided with his broad chest and caused the papers kept snug in your folder to spill out onto the linoleum floor. 

“Oh good heavens, I am so sorry,” Dr. Pines apologized, bending down to pick up the scattered papers at your feet. This could not get any worse. 

“Oh, no it’s fine. I- I am sorry. I should’ve announced myself,” you replied, a furious blush spreading across your face. You had also joined him on the ground to pick up the remaining papers. 

He chuckled. “You’re quite alright. Don’t worry about it,” he reassured you as you both stood up. He had a small smile on his face as he handed you some lined notebook paper filled with your rushed scribble. His fingertips brushed against yours in the process. You could feel they were calloused; a sharp contrast to your soft ones. 

“Why don’t we get started,” he said, walking towards his desk. “I’m excited to hear what you have to say.” He sat down at his swivel chair and scooted forward. “I spoke with some of my colleagues from the biology department after receiving your email, and I think you have some very interesting ideas.”

You beamed at him as you began to shuffle through your belongings. “Yes, yes! I know you are a lover of cryptozoology like myself, and I wanted to speak with you about studying some creatures that I came face to face with while visiting the Appalachian Mountains earlier this year.” You handed him your binder which he immediately began to flip through. He was careful and nodded along as you continued to speak about your experiences in east Tennessee. It was nice that he seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say. 

You had not had that luck with other professors you had spoken with about your findings. They either didn’t care or believed it was a hoax. It was until you had checked out a book at the library about a town in Oregon written by none other than Dr. Stanford Pines that you realized he was the key to fulfilling your plans. You had never had a class with him when you were an undergraduate, so you didn’t know much about him besides the fact he was very intelligent and had six fingers. 

He’s not so bad looking either. He was wearing a light blue button-up with a brown tweed coat over it. He had thick, gray hair with a lighter silver streak and wire rimmed glasses balanced on a strong nose. He ran his hand over his stubble and raised his eyebrows towards your photos.

“This is…” Dr. Pines paused. His eyes met yours as he closed your binder. “Incredible.” Your eyes widened and you failed to suppress the ecstatic grin forming across your face. 

“T-thank you, sir,” you replied. 

He then stood up from behind his desk to sit in the chair beside you. “Y/N, this is truly remarkable. I mean,” he began to flip through your notes from the folder, “the amount of thought and organization that went into this is unlike what I've seen in other students.” He gazed at you, his expression softening. “I’m sorry my foolish colleagues didn’t see your potential, but I’m glad that I could be the one that did.”

You felt like you could cry. “You have no idea how much that means to me,” you responded shakily. “Does this mean you will be my faculty sponsor?” 

He gave you a toothy smile and got on his feet to extend a hand towards you. “I am going to do everything in my power to make sure you get the answers you deserve. This summer, I am proposing we travel out to the Appalachia and take a look ourselves.” You hopped up and took his hand into yours, giving him a firm but enthusiastic handshake. 

“Thank you so much, Dr. Pines. I am so grateful for this opportunity.” You started to pick up your things. “Really, I am just so excited, sir.” 

He chuckled, waving his hand dismissively at you. “No more formalities, Y/N. You can just call me Ford. We’ll be spending quite a lot of time together this summer, so I’d rather you just use my real name. It’ll be easier for both of us.” 

Your face became slightly warm and you gave him a small smile. “Okay. Sounds good, Ford,” you said, trying out the name for yourself. 

“Y-yes very well.” His voice had faltered. Was he blushing? “I won’t keep you. I’m sure you’re busy; I’ll be emailing you.” 

“I’ll be expecting you. Have a good day, Ford. It was nice to meet you, and thank you again for this,” you said sincerely,  placing your hand on the rickety door frame.  He grinned. “You too, Y/N. I look forward to working with you.” You gave him a little wave before walking out of his office. This was going to be the start of something wonderful.

Author's Note: There will be more but this is just setting up the story!!

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I love this and you will too!!,

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Keeper

A/n a short fic just to keep the story moving. I've had a lot to do before the Halloween holiday, so i haven't been writing as much as i wished. I also work a lot and I often get home super tired

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n decides she wont be getting close with the twin. But finds it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, 18+ NSFW Swearing. Pervy Ford.(lmk if i missed any) not proof read as i no no wanna

The kids and stanley finally came home. A tired Stan sat on the couch, You and Ford hear the ruckus upstairs. Slowly getting up to greet everyone. Straighting your clothes out before you went up.

"What have you guys been up to today?" Stanley looks up to you, taking a sip of some soda he made dipper get him.

"Work" Ford speaks, going to make himself more coffee.

"Yeah, todays been a slow day. Even my work sucks. " You sit on the next couch.

"Hey, i assigned those.." Ford turns around as he chuckled, getting a cup.

Stan sighs and leans back.

"How was your time Stan?" You look over the man who only gets more relaxed.

"Wellllll to start off -"

You continue to listen. Eventually, Ford came to sit down as well, listening to the adventure they all went on. "i should have gone. It sounds like a good time." You laugh

"What, that means i would have done all my work alone." Ford laughs as well. Hurt you'd leave for such a chaotic adventure.

" You said the day was slow "

"Slow still means there's work. Just not that much. " Ford scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. Standing up "well in going to bed, for once, i think, I'll sleep at a decent time." he walks away awkwardly, going to put the code in the vending machine and going downstairs. You both stare at him. Laughing at Fords stiffness. After a while of watching Stans show, he gets up and heads to bed. Giving your head a pat before leaving. You sneak to the basement. I'm wondering if Ford is really asleep, and of course, he wasn't. Ford sat at his desk, working on adding to the journal.

"Ford?" You watch as he jumps, quickly turning around. You laugh, walking towards him.

"What is it?" He looks up at you. Slowly picking his glasses back up. A small pink shade on his face

"You said you'd sleep..early," you rub fords back. I'm leaning over to see his work.

"Ahh, but this needs to get done.. I'll sleep soon, okay?" You sigh. Shutting the book. He looks up at you, confused. You try and lift the man up. He gets the idea and stands up. Letting you drag him away. He pulls back when he sees you heading for the stairs.

You turn around quickly, putting your finger to his lips before he can say anything. You smile and continue to guide him. Going through the living room and upstairs again to your small room. You slowly shut your door, and when you turn around, Fords face is red as he sits on your bed.

"Whats up, Ford?" you whisper.

"I feel like a teenager... this is ridiculous. I'm should go back to my room." Ford rubs the back of his neck. Looking around the room.

"Well, we are both tired, so too late to go all the way down?" You continue to whisper. Ford following as well. Your small conversations filled the room as he watched you change into pajamas. You toss Ford some clothes that you stole from him. His eyebrow raised as he changed, too. A smile on his face as he sits back into your bed. You join him, getting cozy under the coveres.

"So... about stopping Bill." Ford runs his 6 fingers around your back.

"I've got no clue. He seemed to not really know me. He probably thought i was so insignificant he ignored me when i saw Bipper..." You sigh, hugging onto Ford. He sighs as well. Running his hand through his hair.

"How could he ignore someone like you, i mean, I'm glad he did. But i can't understand it, he picked me of all people. Saw my Brilliance but ignored yours... " Ford pushes the falling hair of yours aside. Looking at your face. He kisses your forehead, going back to hold you, falling asleep as you both hold each other.

As the window shines light on you both. Ford slowly gets up. Gathers his changed clothes and leaves, slowly shutting your door. He turns back around, sighing and going to get ready in the nearby bathroom. Once he's done, he leaves sighing at the work he has for the day.

"Uh-hem.." A small cough was heard.

Ford once again jumps slightly. Turning around quickly only to see Stanley

"Up early," Ford furrows his eyebrows. Getting ready to leave.

"Woke up. Usually, Y/n pretty loud. The kids wouldn't be awake after a long day yesterday... only leaves You" stanley grunts waving Ford off

"Well. There's only one bathroom open to everyone -"

"Why are you up hear so early...fleeing something poindexter...or someon-"

"Shut up, Stanley. You dont know shit. " Ford looks at Stan.

"No... no, you don't know anything. Y/ns a good person, she didn't have anyone when she moved here...i didn't have anyone. I know she likes you, and i already what you think about her"

"Whats your point?"

"My point is. Don't hurt her. Could you do that? Jeez, we are worried about Bill, we've seen what happened to Fidds, and im asking you if you Both Do This, will you actually love her?!" Stan gets more aggravated. Ford pushes him back into his room. Covering his mouth as he kicks the door shut.

"What the hell are you doing?" Stanley gasped as he is pushed onto his bed.

"She could hear you," Ford sighs. Pinching the bridge of his nose.

" I have work to do...i dont have time for this." Ford turns around, beginning to open the door. "Trust me, Stanley. I won't hurt her. I wouldn't even think of doing that, " Ford leaves. Allowing Stanley to get up and start the day.

Letting Soos in as they prepare for the shift. Along with them overing the Twins talk about their birthday. You had a late morning. Rushing to get ready as the Twins hogged the bathroom. Heading downstairs to begin your work. Ford smiles at you. As you start. Minutes pass as you notice Ford had left. You hear a loud bang upstairs and someone screaming for Dipper. You quickly run up seeing Ford talk to Dipper. Cooling off his face. You sigh, watching as mable grabs two bags. Telling Dipper he should go on the mission. Ford rushes the boy and walks towards you. Pulling you into the now empty room.

"Do you mind if i take him? I know i usually take you. Or both of you but, its needed. " Ford holds your hands.

"Gosh, of course. Be safe, okay? I'll stay back and help mable. Or maybe actually work on those blueprints... hmm, " you hold your chin thinking. Ford looks around and quickly kisses you. Beginning to walk away. He shoots you wink, and before you can pull him in for a second kiss, Dipper runs out. Chasing Ford and holding his head. Soos takes mable to the towns high school. I'm leaving you to get pulled into working with Stan.

"Ya knowww, I've actually got Blueprints to draw up for For-"

"Shut up," stan laughs. "You're my friend, not Fords. Prioritize me. " Stan steadily places his hat on, fixing his suit.

"Ahh, fine, i guess working upfront is a step up from creating Blueprints. So far, he's just making me design stuff and having me fact-check stuff. Sometimes, we will go on adventures to study new creatures. But after we have to write everything, " you sigh, going to stock more snacks.

"Well. If you ever need a break your good friend Stanley would love to work with you again...he misses the lunch with you" he sighs. Looking at the cash register. Your heart throbs a bit as you look at your Firend.

" No amount of work could turn me away from my only best friend. You've been there for me, thick and thin, old man. " You both smile at each other. Going back to work.

Stanley goes to comfort mable. You watch as she runs upstairs. As she previously burst through the door. No usual Hello or Hi

As the hours pass, you see Dipper and Ford walk through the door. Scratches and Holes on his Coat. He looks tired as Dipper gets himself clean.

" i said, be careful!" You rush Ford to the basement. Getting your aid kit.

"It was a good time... i have something to talk to you about" Ford smiles watching as you slowly strip him to clean his wounds.

"Okay. What is it? " You start the help the bruised man

"I want Dipper to stay. Once summer ends, i can teach him everything i know." He winces slightly at the cuts being cleaned." I'm getting old Y/n, and i love adventuring with you, but. I want to keep this in the family. I want Dipper to lead this all someda-" he winces again as you put pressure on the mans cut. You hold his face, making him look up to you.

"What about Mable?"

"She's smart. And magnetic, she will be fine, i know it. " Ford slowly removes your hand from his aching face.

"What about me..." You look down at his lap. Ford frowns. But pulls you closer.

" If you allow it. I always want you by my side, it would be nice for... another Twin Pines to know my knowledge and pass it on. Cmon, what do you think. You could even teach him some of your knowledge. Seeing all that you can do, Hed be lucky to have tou teach him. " Ford watches you smile. You pull him in for a deep kiss. Sighing and nodding, then going back to cleaning the mans wounds and bandaging them up.

You help him get dressed. As much as he wanted to keep the clothes coming off. You both had to get back to work. You continue to rewire things as he cleaned up along the machines. Dipper walks in and sighs.

"Let me guess. Mable didn't take it well?" Ford sighs.

"I--i don't know maybe I'm making the wrong decision. I need to think about this." Dipper fights with himself. You look over slightly only to accidentally burn through your iron.

"Dipper, right now, we need to focus on the mission." Ford comes down from his ladder.

"Now cmon. I got the glue. Y/ns got the loud soldering! Hand me the rift and lets make history" Ford gets the tablet with the purple Goop, you slowly look up from the zapping.

Dipper pulls out mables' birthday invite, looking up concerned

"Oh no, the rift!" He panics. You stand up looking towards Ford as the world shakes. You three run outside. Seeing the Sunset darken as a Split goes across the Sky

"We're too late.." Ford looks up."It's the end of the world, " you watch as Bill laughs. Static and lightning zapped through the air. Ford reaching for your hand.

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Will be updating soon! Had a lot go on with my Job and my social life!. But I'm starting to write the next chapter today and hopefully will release it tomorrow!

[vlassk]

Keeper

P4

A/N - heyo this is just a short smut fic with little to no plot...

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n decides she wont be getting close with the twin. But finds it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, 18+ NSFW Swearing. Pervy Ford. Dommy reader hehe.(lmk if i missed any) not proof read as i no no wanna

Stanley and the kids had left for a road trip. Soos following as well. You stayed behind with Ford. I'm trying your best to figure out how to stop the bill. Reading old books and you getting the courage to talk to the ghosts. They never could talk usually.

You sigh, laying in the grass around the house. There was a clear patch in the wood.

Your notebook opened on a random page, the sun hitting you. You hear a small laugh. You quickly lean up, looking around. You glimpse at a yellow figure floating by. Youu switch to a position easier to run. You see the figure appear. Looking straight at you. The one-eyed creature you knew to stay away from.

"Look at this loner. Loner girlll, " the creature laughs about to float away.

"Excuse me?" You look towards Him. Bill slowly turns to you. All this time, you never acknowledged him. Even with Dipper, you knew he wasn't Dipper, but you never called it out. At least not Bill Directly.

"I am no loner"

"You can... you can see me?"

"Uh duh, how do you think im talking to you? Gosh, you really are just as annoying as the others say..." You sigh, sitting back down. The being looked shocked. His eyes streched. He wonders how. He wasn't showing himself to you. He never appeared in your dreams, and you never summoned him.

"You can leave," you sigh, picking up your journal and placing it on yourself as you lay back down. Bill floats closer to you.

"How can you even see me? You're nothing but a lonesome human laying out here."

"I can see you, i can see that guy, oh, and that thing..." You point to the creatures watching you from a distance. The spirits leave you alone most of the time, but the ghosts like to watch. Bill looks around getting an idea,'maybe she can make me her muse... let me into this place. Use the portal'

"I'm Bill Cypher -"

"Yeah, i know.. and i know once i go back into that building, you're all gone.." You sigh, picking up your book and sitting up again.

"I will never see you as anything but a sad, lonely being of power... please leave me"

" You dont know anything. You're useless and nothing. Why did i think you could ever be useful to me? When i rule this world, you will begged for my mercy. "

You watch as Bill floats off. His eye was sharp and angered.

"I'll tell stanford you say hi then," you smirk. The demon flying towards you. Inches away as he tries to grab at your throat. He watches as his hands go through your body. He watches you smirk

"We'll meet again.." Bill floats away. As you lose focus of him, you see Ford walking towards you

"Who were you taking to?"

"What?"

"You were talking to something. I saw your mouth move but not the words. " Ford sits next to you, putting his books down next to yours. You place a hand on his thigh. He tenses up.

"Your ex Bill"

"Excuse me, what?!" Ford jumps standing back from you

"Dont worry, i scared him of -"

"Let me see your eyes..."

"What? Ford cmon"

"Let.me. see. your .eyes."

You groan, scooting towards the man and shoving your face near his. So close, you can feel his slightly heavy breathing. You open your eyes wide. Shaking your head aggressively. Ford grabs your head, almost grabbing your neck to hold you still. Looking deep into your eyes. Your face burns a bright red. You look away with your eyes avoiding his. He notices a little too late at the awkward position you're in again. He lets you go an apology leaving his mouth.

"You better be sorry. Not trusting me after going on about trust the other day. "

"I just didn't expect you to see him,"

"Yeah, well, i can, i haven't seen him since Dipper, though. But i know he's no good."

"I'm sorry y/n for looks down at his lap. One leg was resting up as the other was relaxing.

"Also quit grabbing me the way you do, how would you like if i just did this to you constantly " with the end of your sentence you get up again, grabbing Ford the way he had grabbed you. Your grip tight as you held him. His heart raced. Blood flowing to below his belt and his face. The red that was once on you now on him, he so desperately wanted to pull you in for a kiss, do more than that even. You wanted that to. He quickly pushes you away, turning to the opposite side to hide himself.

" See, you wouldn't like it -"

"Shut up!" He yells, still shielding himself. You say a confused 'what'

"Why, why do you do this to me? It's wrong!"

"Do what? You do that to me all the time!"

"You do more. I can't, you're right we cant this is wrong. you're so young and nieve. God fuck if Stanley knew hed murder me" he turns to look at you his book conveniently placed over him.

"Stop acting like i know nothing, Ford. I'm still old enough. I've still graduated, at the top of my class, ran a business on my own and survived all this weird ass shit okay! God, you're so pathetic. You can't even take what you want after all these years alone. " You get angry, getting up to storm off when Ford grabs you and pulls you down. You begin to fall, and as you're stabilizing yourself, you land onto him. You both sit up. You cradled his body and him beneath you. You feel a slight pressure beneath you,

"You think I'm pathetic?" You look at you, slight sadness across his still red face. He begins to look away. You only get mad. You grab his face again, making Him look at you this time. There was a second of silence before you closed the gap between you both and kissed him. His eyes close and roll back into his head. As your grip tightens, Ford lets out a small groan. You stop, making sure he's okay. As you pull back, his face is in pure bliss. His arms supported himself. You watch, and he recovered. You let go of his throat.

"Fuck... im sorry y/n, fuck I'm so sorry this is wron-" you cut Ford off as you pull him in for another kiss. He groans again almost like he gets lost in you everytime. Your hands roam his body feeling all his muscles. Your hands run through his hair. Pulling slightly, he lets out another groan. You only feel him get harder underneath you. Slowly you move your hips against him, he moans in your mouth and shivers, enough to make him stop and pull away. Your breaths heavy as your feel the heat rise.

You get up quickly, grabbing your things and shoving them in fords arms

"Y/n wait"

"Hurry your ass up, Stanford." You spat a little bit more harsh than you wanted. You help the man up and drag him into the house. "What are you doing?"He tries to ask as you grab the books again and slam them on the couch. You quickly pull the man upstairs to your room. He finally understands, and once the door is shut, he pins you against it and kisses you once more. His hands are still stiff, you grab one hand and place his on your waist. The other right over your chest. "Fuck this is so wrong" ford says between kisses. You quickly shove the man onto your bad, going to straddle him

"But it feels so right, after all this time finally i get to do what i want with you," you whisper in his ear. Ford quickly pushes you. Grabbing the back of your neck to look at your eyes in an angered panic.

"Bill?" At this, you slap Ford, making him let go. His length is getting harder.

"Damn it ford no! Not Bill!" You get up to dig through some drawers. "I'm im sorry. It's just 'aftet all this time'" ford questions watching as you look through your things frantically.

"Yes Stanford fucking finally. After all this long. God, almost since day one, I've been wanting you, damn Ford. " You finally find what you were looking for. As you turn to see Ford, you notice how absolutely red he is. You pause for a moment. "What..." You look at him confused. Going behind him on the bed.

"It's just that...i really never knew. I knew you probably had like a kitty crush but, not like how i wanted you.." Ford doesn't notice what you're doing. You lean over and whisper in his ear. "Oh... and how do you want me?" You laugh and get off the bed walking in front of him. Ford tries to talk. Trying to bring his arms up, he notices he can't. He turns around, seeing his hands in cuffs. He looks back at you to see you smirking.

"No more grabbing my face when you think im possessed, okay..." You smile, leaning closer to Ford. Leaving small kisses on his neck

"This isnt fair!" Ford tries to close his legs for some friction.

"Calm down, I'll let you go after." You push up his sweater, making him lay back onto your bed. Ford is only more turned on his head resting on a pillow so he can look at you. Slowly unbutton his pants. Ford hasnt been active with many people, maybe one person, but it's been so long he doesn't remember. It was prepportal. His ego and confidence carried him when it came to you.

You sink onto your knees in front of Ford. He slightly leans up to watch. You unbuckle his belt and pants, slowly pulling them down. You look at his length, amazed at what he was hiding.

"Dont just stare..." Ford rolls his head back. Face red. You smile and slowly take him in your mouth. Watching as he falls in the bed, trying to break away from the cuffs. You continue, he moans out, thrusting his hips up into your mouth. "Y/n, please... let me loose please" he begs as you keep going. Saying No while, he's still in your mouth, sending chills up his spine. "P-please, fuck I'm going to cum.." you feel him switch as he pull off of him. He groans in frustration as you watch him. Wiping off your lips. His face flustered, sweat making him glisten. His length leaking with pre-cum as he pants trying to catch his breath. You take a sip of water from your night stand. Moving to straddle Ford.

"Do you want me?" You pull him by his collar, making him sit up."Yes," he leans down head on your shoulder. You pull his hair, making him look at you

"Sorry, what did you say?" He looks at you stunned. How this younger woman could make him feel this way, so weak.

"Yes," he says, looking you in the eyes. He feels his hands being freed. Hesitantly, grabbing your hips. You laugh on the spot. Ford chucked as well.

"After all that, you're still so gentle.."

"Well... this is sorta my first time in a while.."he lets his thumb trace triangles around your hips. You look at him in shock. Pausing and slowly getting up

"Whats wrong?.." You sigh, going over to your small table and lighting one of your candles.

"I should have asked. I was so rough with you..." You sigh, sitting in a chair. Your face in your hands. Ford quickly gets up. Covering himself and bending down in front of you.

"Y/n, i didn't tell you because there's nothing to tell. I liked it when you took control. Jeez, I've been taking control sense before i was pushed into the portal. " he brings your head up.

" y/n im fine. Please continue.. and do your worst.." Ford leans in to kiss you. Standing you up. He pulls you closer, grabbing your hand and placing on his length. You feel how hard he is. He smirks. I'm going to kiss your neck to your ear. "See...i liked it," he moans over you as you start to stroke him softly. You push him softly onto the bed. He was watching as he took off his sweater. He helps you take off your clothes as well. He holds you tight, lifting you up onto him. Slowly, you lower yourself. His grip tightens. You moan. Picking up pace. Every so often, you'll grab at Ford throat or hair. His glasses fogged up. He pushes himself into you, going faster. You both finish soon after. Collapsing onto the bed. Ford holds onto you.

"See. That was perfect.." You laugh again, rolling onto your side to feel the cool air.

"Ohhhh, what did i just do?" Ford raises one hand, placing it on his head. You place a hand on his chest. "Stanley is going to kill me," Ford panics, sitting up. I'm going to grab his clothes.

"Ford..ive known stanley for a while. He loves you and would want you to be happy. Just like me. Let's just see how this plays out. Then we can tell him..lets just wait till after we defeat Bill"

Ford lays back down. Handing you your underwear as you get semi dressed.

"So you can see Bill,"

"Sometimes if there's a thin spot in our dimentions. They shift in and out, one place to another." You stretch out.

"What did he say"

"He tried to be friends... we know how that ends..." You sigh, playing with your hair.

"Ya know, when Dipper was possessed, i could see his body float around. Chasing after bill on the stage. Those damn kids are strong...i couldnt tell them the truth id look crazy..."

Ford, for once, just listened to you ramble about all the things you see. All the people who died in normal ways, horrible ways... at some point, you both get up to work only to get distracted as you continue to tell Ford about your life. Laughing at dumb stories, waiting for Stanley and the kids to get home.

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KEEPER

Pt3

A/n soo im going to make a small change to reader from now on, Reader is going to be able to see the supernatural!! I got the idea to change the story from  frogbee_studios on Tiktok. I also just thought it would spice things up and make this a more long term story. Okok Buy gold byeeeee

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n, she decided she wouldn't be getting close to the twin. But I find it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, 18+ later on. Swearing. Pervy Ford(lmk if i missed any) not proofread as i no no wanna, blood/slight gore.

You wake up that morning bright and early. You sneak to the bathroom to get freshened up. Leaving the room with your clothes and hair still messed up from bed. In a tired haze, you walk down the hall to your room. Halfway through, you hear a small squeak of the floor. You quickly turn to look towards the sound. Only to see an awkward red-faced Ford trying to quietly step back down the stares. A small smile plants itself on your face. 

  "Hey, stanford. Did you need something?"

"I was..i was going to get uh..something"  he stammers rubbing the back of his neck. You see that hes staring at the floor

 You move to the side 

"Well, go on" 

He looks up at you, surprised, slowly going up the stairs and walking towards you. You watch the tall man walk by, him still avoiding eye contact. You raise an eyebrow watching him. 

 He stops by a walls board. Knocking on it to bring out the panel. He takes a small book put, putting it away in his pant pocket. His normal coat wasn't being worn. He turns back around to walk away 

"Whats that?" You step in the way, Ford accidentally bumping into you. You feel as his body stiffens as he takes a step back.

It's uh..another small journal. It's where i kept my random drawings away from my work. I knew it was still there. " he takes the book out his pocket. Opening up so you could see his random doodles and sketches.

  "Hmm, how cool." You lean in closer, seeing as he skims through pages. He looks down at you. Looking at your messy hair. The shirt falls off your shoulders. He looks past, seeing a little bit of your chest down your shirt. His face feels warmer as his eyes undress you. 

   "Even your doodles are beautiful.." You smile. I'm looking up at Ford. His face red looking at you. You look down at yourself, realizing the mess you are, quickly turning around and covering yourself up. You hear Ford chuckle 

  "Get dressed and meet me downstairs?" You look up at Ford. A small nod as you run into your room, shutting the door. You get excited at his ability to stay calm in front of you.Ford leans against the wall. Dragging his hands across his face. He starts walking down the stairs, his heart racing. He watches the kids flick a light on and off. No light is turning on.

   "Grunkle Ford!" Mable yells. She runs up to him 

"The light broke" she points up.  Ford pats her head going over the look at the light.  

  "Can you fix it? We can't find Grunkle Stan" ford agrees. Going into the basement to get working. 

  You go downstairs after a while. The embarrassment you felt made you wait longer. As you step downstairs, you see a tired Stan walk in and Ford standing on a chair to screw in a lightbulb. The kids cheer, calling him a hero. He steps down, looking at you. Giving you a smile. Stan hits him slightly as he walks to the next room. You walk towards Ford, patting his back. 

"Good job 'Hero'" You laugh with air quotes, heading towards the basement. 

"I'm just helping the kids," Ford laughs as well as following you. You hear that the mayor died but continue on. 

  You both start working. Hours passing by dipper stopped in at some point taking a tie, you didnt pay much attention as you focused on your work. Making blueprints for new inventions. Ford leans back, stretching his arms. He looks towards you. You sit up, grasping at your shoulders and neck in pain. Only to go back to the work. Ford sighs. Standing up and walking towards you. I'm leaning over behind you. Capturing you between him. You jump at the close contact. Your face red from under him.  You choose to ignore it and keep working. He watches you delighted at how efficient and fast your work is. The designs are clean but strong in support.  You feel Ford lean up. You relax your body when you feel his hands on your shoulders. 

  "What are you doing, Ford?" you ask, trying to turn to see him. 

"Helping my helper," he chuckles again. Starting to massage your shoulders. Your arms go limp as you lean your head back. Pressing it against him.  

 "Why are you doing this?" you ask. I'm trying not to groan.

"I see you diving deep into my bad habits. I only wish someone would have done this for me when i was stressed or overworking myself. I've noticed some things you do." He notices just how stressed you were. With bill and all the chaos along with working with him and Stan. 

"What things i do?"

"Stare off in one direction. On the street, i see you look over to the other side of the road only to smile at nothing.  What's up with that?"

"None of your buisness nerd" you lean back.

"I won't pry."

He let you relax. I'm looking down at you every so often. At some point, he looks down, and you're asleep. Head leaned back against his soft sweater. Ford stops. Only to pick you up,  he thinks about what to do, walking towards his makeshift bed and laying you down. He covers you with his coat, watching as you snuggle with a sleeve. He stands there for a minute. Watching you sleep. How beautiful you were. The way your hair falls across your face. He leans down, pushing the hair away. 

   As you dream you can only think of Ford. The man you once hated to sorta liked to now dreaming about. As much as the dream was cryptic and weird, you enjoyed seeing him.  Before you had slept, you imagined how his hands would feel other places. You quickly changed thoughts only to revert back to thinking about the morning. How he looked down at you. What was he staring at..you? Your body? You felt warm and safe, waking up after a bit to see Ford next to you. Leaning against the bottom of the couch sleeping himself. Papers and books surrounding him.  You knew Ford had some type of feelings towards you. At least basic attraction. The accidents you both would have where his face ended up as red as his sweater. Or when he'd cover himself in some way so you wouldn't see the tent in his pants. 

  You liked making him blush, but you knew he could do the same to you if he truly wanted. He'd stare and look, undressing you with his eyes. You sat up looking at the sleeping man moving his coat aside as you switched sides hoving above him.  You get the coat and place it softly on Ford. Getting up to move in front of him, you slowly take off his glasses, placing it down beside him. You move to get up again, your hand being grabbed, you look down seeing Ford awake. 

  "I'm sorry, i didn't want to wake you"

Ford looks down to see his coat covering him, looking back at you. 

"I-its fine," he turns his head away. Picking the glasses back up and wearing them. You step away, making sure not to step on anything. Ford stands up, stretching and walking to the lab. 

 "Hey, thanks for the massage. It knocked me out, i guess i just enjoyed it a lot. "  You push out a soft laugh. He rubs his neck. 

"You okay?" 

"I'm fine, just hot and tired," Ford sighs, moving the coat off of him and onto the bed.He pulls on his sweater collar. You lift your hand to him, helping him up.  

  "Guess you look a little hot.." You look around the man. He freezes at your words. 

"No, like, i mean warm, not hot. I'm not saying you aren't hot. But that's inappropriate for right now..." You freak out for a moment, finally being the one to go red. 

 You watch Ford tiredly chuckle. A light pink blush on his face. He extends his hand to your cheek, caressing it. 

"Inappropriate for right now?" Ford leans closer to you. Your faces inches from each other. Your face turns more and more red. You turn away, pushing the old man away softly.

"You dumb perv..." 

"It's that what you think i am y/n"

".... shut up, Stanford. Your brother would kill me if i actually let you make a move on me. "You roll your eyes, turning around. 

"Hmm, you think I've been making moves" Ford grabs you turning you to look at him

"I guess not, you haven't even asked me to dinner..."  You look down, not wanting to embarrass yourself even more. 

 "So let's go," Ford stares at you intensely 

"What no way," you shake your head. Still in between his arms 

"Why not?" he raises a brow. 

"Because you're an egocentric jerk, remember, because im not supposed to like you, or trust you..."

 Ford cocks his head to the side for a second a tisk sound escaping his lips. 

  "Fair enough, what if we go out to dinner forrrr science?" He drags into the word. There was almost a shine in his eyes at science. 

 "Haha, what?" 

Ford lets you go. Putting his hand on his chin

"Yeah, for science. I'd like to ask you a few questions. For science" 

"But stan-"

"Dont worry about my brother. They are all out and about remember "

"Fine but no dinner... Let's go to the towns museum?"

"We have that?"

"Well, it's more like our library with donated art pieces and items for the kids. We dont get many" 

"Okay, it's funny though you suggested i take you for dinner"

"Shut up, Ford.." You begin to walk upstairs. 

"I'm going to get cleaned up," Ford stares at you, walking away. I'm looking at all your features again. As he hears the door shut, he throws his arms up, flailing around like a happy kid. He stops to calm himself. I'm going to get ready himself. 

   Stan had said to keep away many times since he's gotten home. And it hasnt even been that long. Where are you special in some specific way? Maybe he was just as needy and had a thing for you.. no.. what was it.  Hed keeps diarys and other journals that would stay out of his main journals about all the people he'd meet in specifics. For you, he'd always make note of every time you look off somewhere or at something behind you. At first, he thought it was a bill, but he never saw the glowing flash of yellow eyes.  

He hurried to freshen up as well. He walked up the stairs seeing you walk down from the other stairs. 

"Stanford..." You look at the man as you grab your bag from a table. 

"Y/n, shall we?" 

You nod as you both head out. Walking to thr near by library. Ford watches you while you both walk. He sees your head turn across the street, a small smile on your lips

  "What are you smiling at"

"Just the beauty of this town" as you were smiling at road kill or a fallen tree. Hed see you stiffin' at road stops all the way to the library. You both walk in and go look for coffee  knowing there's a decent coffee maker somewhere.  You both find a book and sit down. 

"So...y/n what brings you here to Gravity Falls?"

" Hmm... the opportunities"

"Like"

"No, no,  I'm still having my wall up. You can have that... totally ugly dumb face, and I'll still have them, " you say, crossing your arms. Ford rolls his eyes at your stubbornness. 

"What about family huh. Where are they?"

"A few towns over... they, they wouldn't like me being here"

 Ford and you continue the conversation. Delving deeper into the paranormal talk. Talking about cryptids and ghouls when you both were young. Ford sees you turn your head following something.

"See...what is that?" 

"I dont know what you are talking about," you turn away. Ford leans forward to grab your chin, making you face him 

"Ford?!"

"Shh," as he shushes you, he turns your head. Looking into your eyes. 

"Where is this weird confidence coming from?" You swat his hand away as he leans back. You try hiding the blushing. 

" i just get confident around my work.. and you happen to work with me." He looked around the room as he spoke. Ford looks back at you, waiting for an answer. You roll your eyes and sigh

"Fine," you lean forward.

"I see dead people.." 

Ford almost spits out his coffee, not expecting what you said. You laugh a little at the reaction. 

"What? How explain what ritual or spell you use"

"No, no,  no spell, no rituals. I was just born this way. I see demons. Ghosts, ghouls, sometimes being from different dimentions..." You go on,  but that end note catches fords attention. He leans forward, grabbing your hand.

"You must let me experiment on you"

"What ford?- i knew  Stanley was right... i shouldn't have got to this point. "You whisper the last bit as you stand up and walk to where you took your book. Ford quickly follows

"What. What did i do?"

"Be an ass that's what you did"

Ford thinks for a second, leaning on a random table 

"Did i scare you off?" He asks.

"I dont see how." You raise an eyebrow 

"Interesting.." 

You only hear him as you hear a creaking sound. You look down some books to see a ghostly form. Its body bloodied and riped apart. You scratch your arm with a small smile..

Ford follows your eyes. Seeing nothing.

"New neck exercise?" Ford laughs.

"Uhh yeah, it's uh. Ya know all the leaning down. Uh, but i have a question for you"

"You never have any questions for me. You never answered mine till today. Quick thing. If you Ask. I ask how that? We make it even" you see Ford Smirk.

"Fine, what's your question.."

"How many college professors does it take to screw in a light bulb. Just kidding, dont answer that - my question is,  do you claim to have supernatural powers?"

"Define... supernatural" you fold your arms again, leaning on the shelves. Fords face lights up

"Ahh... now we are getting somewhere, " Ford stands up, walking over to you. 

"Are you connected to the supernatural?"

"Im not sure...it feels like it sometimes.." You look away.

"So does that mea-"

"That's it, Stanford. You're cut off"

He rolls his eyes. Stepping back into the table he was at before. 

"If there was a way to disconnect yourself to the spirit world, how would you do it?" You say, looking back to the hall.

Ford smiles, his face lighting up. 

"Why would you want to? You get to see what i want to see naturally"

"Because Ford. You're not the one who gets to look at Mr. I got murdered by some scissor welding idiot over there." You nudge to the hall. Ford sees you wave awkwardly. You both go back to talking and laughing somewhat normally. 

   You both get more coffee, continuing to work at the small library, looking at cool paintings and sculptures when your legs get restless. After a while, you both packed up your things and left. Going back home to a disappointed stan and the children trying to make him feel better. They tell you both about their day and how Stan was running for mayor. 

   You all have dinner. Ford is telling you to follow once you're done as he walks to the basement. You turn to see stans eyebrow raised. I'm looking for the kids who ran off to play and read a while ago. 

   "Whats up Stanley.." you sigh putting your fork down.

" You've been hanging out with Ford a lot."  Stanley looks at you. 

"Yes, i have. Work is work"

"Was today work? Going out to who knows where, " he points at you with the fork.

"We went to the library stan...had the talk.."

"See, the library is boring but the talk?! Y/n you're old enough to not need The Talk, " Stan leans forward. Watching as you choke on your food

"By the Gods Stanley not THAT talk im talking about thheeeee talk" you point to yourself as you drag out the words. Stan thinks for a second, then uncovers his mouth. 

"What? Why? Urg, he's just going to use you now!"

"Like you use me for my labor.."

"But i pay you," stan smiles, You nod your head, agreeing. 

"Trust me stan. I'll be safe. Nothing is worse than looking at dead people all day. " You stand up, taking both of your plates. I'm going to wash them. 

"Y/n..." stan walks up to you. Putting his hat down. 

"Y/n he Likes you..i can tell that nerds got no skill with women it seeps out of him like a-" you cover the Mans mouth. Your eyebrows furrowed.

  "No, he doesn't." stan moves your hand away

"Dont be nieve. Geez y/n, he's going to use you for what you see and toss you away. Just like Fiddleford, " stan watches you, turning away from you to get away. 

"You know how he is now, and THAT is because of my brother, i love my brother. Fuck i wasted 30 years trying to get him back but i care for you. And i never want to see you hurt or end up like Fidds.." stan picks his hat up walking away. You turn around looking to go back upstairs to your room or downstairs with Ford. You place your face in your hands. Brushing your hair back then walking towards the Vending machine putting in the code and going downstairs. As you walk down the stairs you think on what stan says. You cant like ford it would Crush Stanley. Ford cant like you it would Kill Stanley. You know this is wrong, but you dont want to stop. 

   "Oh y/n. I didn't think you would work." You see, as Ford hangs his coat up. 

 "Pretty cool, my brother would have been Mayor right, haha. I guess i would have...hes still using my name, " Ford laughs. You scratch the back of your neck. Not replying. Ford takes it as you're tired. As he goes to keep working at his desk. 

"I've got some work for you to check? See if it's compatible?" He hears you tusle around, going to sit down. You both work for hours. Taking breaks to talk about Dd&md in his room. Only to keep working in the room. His couch was large enough. Sometimes, you'd take breaks laying on one end and watching Ford work. 

Eventually, you both fall asleep, Ford laying in the middle, and you are on the L curve side. You wake up slightly. Seeing as he twitches in his sleep. You crawl to him.  Holding his head on your lap and hands. He quickly shoots up, adjusting his glasses. You jump back, almost being but by him.  

 "Hes back...y/n hes back we have to warn the others" 

   Ford sits up, telling you about his dream. You're surprised you didn't see anything, but once the sun comes up and you both hear rustling around the house. Ford runs upstairs calling a family meeting. Ford finally decides to question the kids on Bill. He knew Dipper had interactions with him but nothing more. Dipper goes on as they talk. Ford telling them about a way to Bill Proof the house. Mable runs off calling her girlfriends. Dipper follows you both into the basement. He shows you his secret study. He begins to bill proof of Dippers' mind.  Ford hesitantly shows you the rift, explaining how it works and the severity of it all. 

"How do we keep Bill out of our minds?" Dipper looks up at Ford

"Well there are a lot of ways ive personally had a metal plate installed in my head"

"Haha, good one" 

You sigh and walk towards Ford. Knocking on his head as a metal sound clink. Dipper coughs in response.  Ford scans his thoughts. As you both help, dipper strengthens his mind.  After hours, you and Ford fall asleep. You at the bottom of the stairs and Ford on his chair.  As Dipper puts the helmet in Ford, you wake up from the noise. Seeing all of fords thoughts play on the screen.  Images pass as you slowly walk to the screen, dipper noticing and letting you stay. An imagine if sleepy you pop's up, you quickly cover Dippers eyes and ears 

"Hey, what's going on"

"You can't see this kid"

 You unblock his view when the memory passes, seeing Ford shake hands with Bill.  

"Ford and bill?"

You both turn to see Ford standing up and walking towards you both

"You shouldn't have done that." he gets closer, throwing the helmet off and knocking the fabric on the walls down. Showing the shrine of Bill. You gasp in shock.  Pushing the boot behind you as you shield him.  Dipper questions Ford, grabbing the rift and almost dropping it.

"Y/n, move out the way. And dipper hand me the rift. Now, boy!"

"Why were you really scanning my thoughts? Are you bill rignt now? " Dipper grabs the memory eraser gun now pushing you behind him. Shouting at Ford. Your confusion grows, not knowing who to trust.

  "Calm down both of you"

You both walk into a corner. Dipper holding the gun up 

"Y/n i thought you trusted me?"

"Its me its your uncle dipper "

Dipper shoots at Ford, having an arm to protect you. The beam hits his glasses, bouncing around as it hits the monitor, breaking it. Ford picks dipper up in the air. As he flails around. You quickly grab the gun, pointing it at Ford 

"Look ,look . Look at my eyes!" Ford adjusts his glasses, making his eyes visible. You dont see what you saw in dipper. You didn't see Fords ghostly body hovering as Bill controlled him.  Finally, you drop the gun slowly, kicking it away.

Dipper apologizes, and so does Ford. He explains to you both about everything with the bill.  Their friendship and everything with it. The full story includes the portal. And everything with Fidds. You all go back upstairs. You kept quiet about everything. Letting the boys talk as you thought about it all. 

"Ah, I'm still so embarrassed about earlier. I'm such an idiot. "

" From now on, no more secrets between us, we aren't the first two idiots to be tricked by bill, but if we work together, we could be the last,"  dipper sips his soda. 

Mable runs in slamming unicorn hair on the table. Beaten up and covered in a rainbow glitterly liquid. You laugh at the girls' success. I am slightly wishing you went along with them. Dipper and Ford finish the shield.  You stay inside watching them from the windows.  

When Dipper comes back inside, he runs straight to his sister. Ford walks towards you, sitting at a table. 

  "...y/n...."Ford sits down awkwardly. Waiting for anything. 

"I'm sorry... im so sorry, Ford. i didn't know. i knew you weren't a bill but a room? To Him! Stanford, you know what that looks like, right?"  You yell at the man. He looks away ashamed. 

" You trust me, don't you?" He asked, still looking away. You sigh, looking at all the triangle shapes in the home. Ford looks at you once he notices the silence. 

"I know you never really did trust me. But i was hoping you would someday... i just hope this doesn't push you back." Ford gets up to leave. Letting him go to the exit of the kitchen 

"I trust you, Stanford. I just don't understand the secrecy. " You shake your head in your hands. Looking out the window at the passing spirits. You hear Ford sigh and walk away

"Also nice dreams, Ford." You laugh hearing him choke before shutting the vending machine

[vlassk]

KEEPER

P2

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n decided she wouldn't be getting close to the twin. But I find it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute

Warning: age gap, angst, sorta 18+ MDNI Swearing. Pervy Ford(lmk if i missed any) not proof read as i no no wanna

You only ever have a few days off. This day was slow and calm as you sat in the shop with the Pines family. You were reading a book when the door slammed open. Ford stood in the doorway with an octopus looking creature around his arm

"Why bring it in here?" You get up as the kids do as well. Ford punches it, and it escapes scurrying around the floor.

"KILL IT KILL IT!!" Stan stands screams, hitting it with his newspaper. Ford runs through jumping across tables. The kids run over in excitement. You watch as hr corners yhe creature. Stunning it and capturing it.

Dipper runs up to him excited and asks if he could help. Ford happily turns him down, yelling him to call for dinner

"Have Y/n help!" Mable exclaims happily, pushing you towards the man.

"What, why me? I dont want to work with this grump. " You cross your arms, the child still trying to push you in. You look down as she smiles up at you.

"Hmm...that wouldnt be too bad, i heard from Stan that you are quite smart. It would be nice having a helping hand who might be able to handle everything. " Ford puts his hand to his chin, thinking on the proposition

"W-what? She doesn't even want to help cmon Please, i already know what the creature is!"

"It's far too dangerous for you, Dipper..y/n i know you dont like me, but what do you say?" Ford smiles excited at the thought of working with you.

Looking to stan you see him give a small nod. He stands up, walking towards you. Leaning in to wisper in your ear

"Dont get too close, okay kid..he's dangerous." You smile and pat his shoulder. You look at Ford and frown.

"Ok, fine, I'll help... but really, you BETTER call me for dinner, okay dip! Stan said he's going to make us a special dinner for Fords return..."

"Haha, Stanley Cooks?"

"Uh duh? He's a great cook. Well, when he does make food, he's great. " You laugh as you both go back into the basement. You close the door behind you, the smell of that creature filling the air

"Gosh, you couldn't have done a better job keeping that contained?" You plug your nose disgusted

"Why do you like it?" Ford chuckles at his own low joke. You make a gaging noise as you both reach the bottom of the stairs. Ford putting it away.

"So Stan told you about me, huh?" You sigh as you lean against a table

"Hmm? Oh yes, he seems very protective over you"

"Yeah. He's great. " You smile at yourself. Appreciating everything Stans done for you

You look around the small controll room. Not really knowing what you should do at all.

"...soo what got you into the paranormal and weird..." Ford tries making awkward conversation. Something you weren't here for.

"That's none of your concern." You continue to stare at the wall. Again, I do not know why you agreed to go here.

" What do you need my help with?" You sigh, sitting up again.

Ford looks around, looking for something for you to do. Then he stops.

"Well, i know you're smart, but i don't know how smart or what you can do..." he smirks and watches as you roll your eyes.

"You know that moving sas-quach?"

"Yeah"

"I made it. At first, it was just a costume with some fluff. But i made the code and the structure to make the animotronic. I also made the warmer and the vibrations in Stans favorite chair. I've made a lot of the improvements here. i do love puzzles and decoding things.." You talk more on your degree

"Improvements, huh..." Ford looks around the dusty old basement. Things broken and wires poking out

"So... could you fix those for me? While i work"

"I guess..." You sigh as you just dumped your whole college career, and he only focuses on how you fix things. Bending down to look for all the broken wires and technology, you dont see that Ford is staring at you. His eyes roam over your bent over the body. He feels his face heat up, so he turns away. Continuing to work.

After an hour of working, you sigh and lean back against one of the machines. Watching as the old man works. You sigh, hot from the work. You watch as Ford pushes his hair back. A frustrated look on his face as he continues to write. Standing up and walking towards the man, you lean forward, your chest touching his back. You feel him jump under you. A small laugh escapes your lips.

"You're doing that wrong.." You point to the top of the page "see thats supposed to be this number here.. gosh, you're supposed to be this smart guy, but mess up on something so simple"

"I-i never even noticed... and im still the Smart guy. One mistake doesn't disqualify me. " he fixes his mistake and smiles at the equation that now makes sense.

"You distracted or something, or are you just getting old?"

Ford scoffs. You stand up straight again, beginning to walk away. He turns to look at you. Annoyed at your attitude

"Why- Gosh, why can't we just get along?" He looks up at you

"You know why" You begin yo walk away. Not wanting to talk.

"No, i really dont. I've explained my whole backstory to you, and stan did as well, yet im the bad guy?"

"Yes, you are"

"You know wha-"

"What?"

"Gah! You're such a brat you think you know the whole story, but you dont. You dont know me!" Ford stands up, walking towards you angerly.

"I don't have to know you to know that Stan would cry at the thought of you. The fact that it eats him that he caused you to fly into that protal and it ate him every day after! Do you think i didn't know the whole story before you came along Stanford? All that changed was the names for me. " You push the man," he stumbles back.

" And you trusted that ass hole Bill?! Let him use you. Gosh, men really are something he was always out to get you. You refused to explain to stan got kicked into a multi dimensional portal, and when He brings you back, you punch him!" You push him more a bit harder.

Ford stumbles back more, having enough he grabs onto you and turns you around, pinning your arms behind your back like he did to stan

" He ruined my life, okay? MY life, he ruined my project. Costed me my whole life, you wouldn't know because you got into that damn school!" Ford shakes you slightly, not realizing his violence or the position he put you in.

" You still got everything you wanted, no? You still got all your PHDs and to study in this stupid town!" You struggle beneath him, trying to have him let go. You accidentally grind against him without thinking or realizing it. Ford lets you go, stumbling back to lean on another machine. You turn around, getting ready to punch the man when he catches your fist, his face getting darker shades of red by the second

"I'm...im sorry..."he tries to think of anything to change subject."You're right. i-i got everything i ever dreamed... i couldn't even let you correct my work"

Your arm goes limp. You drop your hand and watch as Ford coveres his face

"I'm sorry for well, putting you in that position... for everything. " Ford drops his head, his face still hiden. His attempt to hide his red face, praying you don't look down.

You sigh, turning around. You shake your head, not knowing what to say. You turn back to see Ford, his face still covered. Your eyes move down, his red sweater covered him. Your eyes moved lower. Your body is still turned around, and you see his pants, a small tent was forming. You look away quickly, your own face red

" Stanford, i-...Hahahaaa listen, it's okay, i can't promise we will be besties after all this, but i definitely feel better about ya." You remember the position you were in. It was fine when you were angry he just apprehended you, but now you're thinking about how it would be if it wasn't angry... you laugh hysterically.

"Really..? Just like that. "

"Yup! But you should apologize to stan" you try changing the subject.

"Absolutely not.."

"Ford!" You finally turn around seeing him finally

"No listen, I'll admit it to you, but not him okay, leave it at that kid," he uncoveres his face. Now recovered. He sighs in relief that you didn't see his problem.

" Kid? Im not a kid. You're just old. " You poke his chest. Turning to look at his work table

" You litt-" Before he could finish, Dipper fell through the ceiling. Knocking over the octopus looking creature.

You look as the kid crawls by the creature and to his book

"Dipper, stop!"

" Great, Uncle Ford!"

"Did you just fall through the cieling..." You look up at the hole

"What did i say about coming down here"

"My work is far too dangerous for a single living soul to spend even one second-"

"Am i dead now or..." You sigh being ignored still. You see how stern Ford got. You feel slight attraction to him.

"Wait, is that a 38-sided die from dungeons dungeons and more dungeons?!"

"Yeah! Y-you know that game?!"

" with pen and paper shield and sword... " Ford starts

"Our quest shall be our sweet reward!" The two shout in unison. They laugh softly together. You laugh at their repeat of the quote, finding it cute. You think back at the potition you were in before. You felt your face blush.

"This is my favorite game in the whole multi-verse. I can't believe they still make it"

"They do, and I've been looking all day for someone to play with me"

You watch the Two talk as the octopus slowly slithers away. You rise a leg in disgust as you avoid its path. You see Ford bend down. Holding the book excitedly. The creature jumps onto his face, and Ford pulls it off, still happy as ever.

"Y/n, do you want to play with us!" Dipper turns to you. His excited face warms your heart

"I haven't played since college... so i might be rusty, but sure, I'll play"

"Awesome!!" Dipper runs upstairs.

Ford turns around to look at you. A confused look on his face

"You play Dd&Md?"

"Yeah, duh, it's been a while, but i liked it. I just got busy. " You toy with your hair looking away

"I know how that is, i used to have a campaign of my own in college," Father puts away the octopus, placing it on top of a shelf.

"Ya know, Ford, it was kinda hot seeing you all stern." You laugh as you start walking upstairs. Ford is left a stuttering mess, trying to compose himself before he walks upstairs.

You go to your room to grab your old things. A small box contains a small bag with your die. The rest of the items is a small journal with your notes on your character. You head downstairs telling Stan about the game you three are about to play. He gets a bit angry. You go to the basement and see Dipper and Ford already sitting down. As the game starts, Ford gets into character, fluttering his eyelashes, and the dipper gets the first roll, as you both tell Ford about the change in art styles during the 90s.

"Great-uncle Ford, I've been meaning to ask you: where were you before you came out of that machine, and what have you been doing down here? Are you working on something behind that curtain?" Dipper points to the curtain behind Ford.

"Dipper, it's best if you and the family stay away from that subject. Honestly, I'm not sure any of you could handle the real answer." Ford says, setting up straight.

"But, but I can handle it"

"Dipper, just respect it, okay? i dont know either. " You pat the boys back.

"Ah-ah! But I can show you a little something I brought back with me, an infinity-sided die"

"Woah... that's so cool. And... impossible!" Dipper gets excited again.

"What even..." You lean back against the machines

You both listen to Fords explanation. A worry washes over your face. As Ford plays like nothing was talked about. Hours later, the session ends. Mable gets you for dinner, and you all head up. Finding stan cooking.

"How was the nerd game, ya nerds hahaha"

"It was fine, grunkle stan." dipper sits down

"No, really, it was. You would never play with me, so im glad Ford and Dipper invited me"

"Ya know, im starting to remember you asking me to play with you some years ago..." stan pushes you out of the kitchen, getting plates for you and the kids

"Thank you stan"

"Anything for you, chump." stan sits down, patting mable and dipper on the head as he passes you.

Ford inspects the food and takes a bite. I was surprised at how good it tastes.

Stan watches him eat the food. Pleased by the reaction.

"So how was working in the basement with my brother y/n"

"It was fine. He made me fix some of the old wiring. Some of the machines should be running better now, ford, " you say in-between bites

"Good, see chump, i told ya. Working here wouldn't ignore your talents!" Stan laughed. You just smiled and looked at your food.

"Ya know if you'd like, i could probably need more help. Im sure you have lots more to offer besides mechanical help. Why dont you work with me? still helping stan out, though."

"What, you can't steal, my girl!"

"Well, look at it this way. She's still staying here, and you said to yourself that working here would be a great opportunity. Well, now that opportunity is expanding, and she will get to show off her skills"

"But it's dangerous. Geez Ford, i told you to stay away"

"Listen, im all for taking cautions with the kids, but Y/n is grown and could actually be very helpful to me and my research." Ford places his hands on the table.

"I could help too! I've read all of your journals!" Dipper yaps about mable just laughs at his needyness

"Absolutely not." they both day in unison.

"Actually Stan i wouldn't mind so much. I still dont really like him, but i might get to do something with my degrees. " You finish up your good, watching as stan scratches the back of his head. You stand up and take everyones plates. Washing them when you see stan walk in with Ford.

"Let me help, kid," stan lends you, a hand putting away the dishes as you wash and rinse. He huffs and complains, like he didn't offer to help

"I'm no kid, Old Stan..." You smile scrubbing off any sauce.

"I know...its just, ive known you for a bit now and you've treated me so well, last thing i eant to do is have you get hurt from me not protecting you. Especially from him.." he looks behind him, seeing Ford look through all the spices.

"Yeah, i do appreciate you, but you aren't my dad, and that's okay!" You see the sadness when you say it. Regretting the words

"Stanley. You're my best friend! I'm glad you aren't my dad because you dont have to deal with the hard daughter responsibilities. Ya know, if i ever get married, it'll be SUPER expensive, and you dont want this bill. " You nudge him, making the old man laugh.

"Yeah, i guess that's true," Stan laughs.

"Sooo true. And! If you were my dad there would be awful expections, like Y/n why dont you go back to doing your original plan, y/n dont poke that gnome, y/n stop stealing snacks from the shop. Ya know?"

"You what!?" Stan looks over to you

"Haha, seeeee," you throw some bubbles at him. He sighs. Cleaning off his glasses.

"Do you want to work with him?"

"Yeah, why not? Maybe I'll learn more about you guys as kids?"

"Haha, i hope not, i know im not your dad, and it's hard not to make the connection after so long. But fine, we are best friends, and I'd never do anything to stop that. Now get ready for bed you've got work tomorrow!" You both finish up, you rushing upstairs to get ready for bed.

Stanley turns around, looking at his brother, who's toying with different items.

"Let's sleep, you nerd," stan pats his shoulder as he walks away.

You walk past the kids' room. Hearing them talk. Smiling as you go off to bed.

The next day you get up and gey ready. Seeing that your new boss is setting up DD&MD with dipper in the living room

"Hey y/n wanna play again?"

"What about work"

"This ... this is work?" Ford looks up at you

"Sure," you roll your eyes. Seeing Ford smile with excitement.

You run upstairs to grab your stuff, hurrying back down, and you start the campaign. Stan walking in annoyed at Ford, you see Mables disappointment about her movie. Stan walks over, trying to take pages off the Tv. Ford grabs his hand

"Move that and pay the price" ford tightens his grip

"Oh, what 50 magical dwaf dollars?" Stan snatches his arm, moving them around

"Dont mock our fantastical monetary system!"Ford yells, letting go of stan

"I'll mock all i want. it's my tv room"

"It's my house you- listen Stanley, did it ever accur to you that if you join us, you might actually have fun?" He holds up his dice bag.

Stan gets angry, throwing the dice bag on the floor. Opening the case for the infinity-sided die. Granting the characters to come to life. Ford tries to fight them off, but they grab you three and leave. It feels like the adventure took all day. Maybe it was because you were so small for so long.

Ford takes dipper to the basement to talk. You wait upstairs to be called on. After a couple minutes, you see dipper leave saying goodnight and going to his room. You head downstairs, seeing stan leaning against his desk.

"I didn't know you were going to work tonight"

"Work is work at any time." You laugh going towards Ford to look at his work. He blushes at your closness. Still embarrassed about the day before.

"Hey...so i have a question"

"What is it?"

"When Bill took over your body. Did others not know it, wasn't you?"

"No one really knew but my journal..."Ford laughs a bit

" He's gotten sloppy..." You press your finger to your chin.

"What do you mean"

"Well, when Dipper was possessed, i knew right away. Bill ran off, though, had to go on stage, and the kids wouldn't let me on. I was late, though, if only i had talked to Dipper sooner that day"

"Y-you could spot him?!"

"Well, duh, it's so obvious he's such a weirdo, i mean no offense, i read yall had a thing going on, but he was noooot it. Such a creep. " You squint your eyes,looking at the drawing of Bill.

"You read my journal?!" He covered his mouth quickly shutting his journal.

"Yeah, Dipper showed me..."

He takes the book and walks away towards his room. Shutting the door.

You run to the door, knocking on it

"Ford...what the hell we gatta work!"

"No work tonight im tired"

"What? No Ford!" You knock on the door again a bit harder. He opens the door. You accidentally knocked on his chest. You look up at him, his face is red, and his eyes dart anywhere but you.

"Ford, are you embarrassed of your lifes work"

He looks at you. Pushing you away from the door. He shuts the door, but you put your foot in the way before he can. A small ow escapes your lips as he opens the door again

"Y/n im so sorry!!" He watches as he holds your foot

"Why are you embarrassed..." you lean against the door frame, slowly putting your foot down.

"I-i dont know, but i am. Listen, im... im sorry for walking out, i dont know, " he rubs the back of his neck. You see the red on his face still. You lean against the door, putting your feet on the other side, locking him in his small room. That was just a small couch with some blankets.

"So, no work tonight?" You look over at Ford, who now moved, sit on hid bed. He leans back his arm, resting on the couch. You look away at the rest of the lab. All the glowing machines and the cloth cover the window. You focus on every detail.

Ford focuses on you. Taking in your form, your hair, the way you relax against the door. He knew he shouldn't feel the way he did about you. But it's been 30 years since he had any connection. 30 years of being by himself. He gets lost in his thoughts.

"Ford?...ford!" He snaps back, noticing you're gone. He turns to look around seeing you next to him.

"No... no work tonight. im tired.." Ford leans back again, closing his eyes, trying to block out the thoughts.

"Okay, Ford...and im sorry about calling you out on Bill. i know you did your best. That monster won't get to us anymore. " You get up to leave. He looks to you

"Goodnight...y/n"

"Goodnight Ford," you wave your hand and leave the basement.

[vlassk]

Keeper

Stanford Pines x Reader

She/ her Reader

After learning of Stanleys past with Ford y/n, she decided she wouldn't be getting close to the twin. But she finds it difficult as Ford is just so damn cute.

Warning: age gap, angst, 18+ later on. Swearing. Pervy Ford(lmk if i missed any) not proofread as i no no wanna

You had lived in Gravity Falls for a couple of years now. Stumbling upon it, one winter road trip and falling in love with the beauty. As the years went on, you made good friends, including one neighbor. Stanford Pines was always one person you could talk to about the supernatural. Although he liked to pretend it wasn't real or not as big of a deal, he would always hear you out on your discovery in the town.

You being in your early 30s, the friendship was awkward at first. You saw the faces around town from friends and passer bys. But as time went on, people saw that it was simply platonic.

You spend most of your free time helping him around the house and grabbing food together. He told you about his time in prison and everything about his brother Stanley...

You would linger on his brother. Knowing how horrible he treated Stan and how he would never hear Stan out. Being the Better Brother. The days were good. You ran a local Inn a little out of town. The primary owner would travel most of the time.

One summer though The lnn that you ran shut down. And your manager had to let you go.

"Ughhh, what im i going to do! My place of living! My job!" You slam your head on the table, a loud thud being heard

"Kid, why dont you just ask your parents for some help? Im sure they will under -" Stan lifted up your head to place a small pillow under your face.

"No! Do you know how disappointed they will be?! YEARS of Tuistion for West Coast Tech just to run an Inn?! In a small town! Stan...stanford pines they would kill me and bring me back home..." You plead out looking up only to cry more and slam your head back down, the pillow guarding you.

" y/n you haven't told them?!" Stan yells out, only making you cry more. He paces the room and looks towards you. His frustration leaves when an idea pops into his head.

He sits next to you at the table

"Ya know.. my great niece and nephew are visiting once summer. Break starts...ill need someone to watch the store, maybe evenbuild some cool robot stuff for the shop! Ya know, wendy likes, so take her days off... you could even stay here in the storage closet..." He lays his hand on your back.

Your breathing slows as you look up at Stan.

"Really..." You wipe your tears away, going to hug the old man.

"But you gatta tell your parents at least"

"Fine..."

A couple of months had passed, and you were now a normal part of the household. Mable and Dipper always took you on adventures. You never realized how many crazy creatures were around. You would always come home and help stan though, building him add ons to his favorite chair, making animotronics for the shack. You know things were going wrong when the Fbi arrested Stanford. You remember looking at him as he was taken away. A sad look on your eyes.

" y/n, please. Its not true they dont know what they are talking about!"

You didn't say anything. You didn't know what to say.

You looked over the kids, trying to prove his innocence when they found a code for the vending machine. Soos stood in the way of the machine, and mable threw glitter at him to make him move.

As you made your way into the basement, you could only think of the worst things.

What if he wasn't really Stanford. What if he was someone else. What if everything was a lie like they say. Are you even safe.

You hold onto Mables hand as Soos led the way. Once you get to the bottom, you see all the tech Mable goes on about how Stans is the same man and he loves us. All you can think about is all the tips you gave Stanford on how to fix or build different things. Dipper finds the 2 journals putting all 3 together to see the blueprints of something.

You only look at the basements, build, scan the area, hear Dipper Freak out, but your mind races, and you can't focus on his words. You look at the countdown reading 1 minute. Dipper and mable run into the next room. Turning keys. The strange Build glows. Before Dipper can press the shutdown button Stan runs in

"Dont touch that button!"

You turn to see Stan walking through the door, picking up his pace to you all.

"Dipper, just back away! Please dont press that button, you gatta, trust me!" Stan pleads. Slowing as he sees that Dippers hand is hovering over the red button.

"I should trust you. Why?!. After you stole that radioactive waste?! After you lied to us ALL summer?! I dont even know who you are!"

"I know all this is nuts, but i need that machine to stay on!" A beep is heard after Stans pleads. You start to float up with the rest as the triangle structure opens up. A space like portal opens

"STANFORD?!" You scream out. trying to reach for your friend.

"Dipper!" Mable screams, her foot caught on a wire holding her close to the button

"MABLE HURRY SHUT IT DOWN," Dipper screams out from across the room.

"Stan, why wouldn't you tell me?!" You cry out. Your hair floating around you.

"Kid...i couldn't. I didn't know how!"

As mable crawls her way down stan tries to float towards her, soos swooping in to tackle stan

"Soos, what are you doing?!i gave you an order." Stan struggles between Soos

"Sorry Mrs pines if that is your real name, but i have a new job now! Protecting these kids!" Soos tries to push him away from Mable.

"Soos, you idiot let me go!" Stan continues to reach out. You kept floating. trying to go back down.

Dipper goes to tackle stan as well. You find a way to get to mable holding her down as you both hover over the button.

As Stanley pleads with you both, you see mable tear up.

"Grunkle Stan,"Mable says between tears. "i don't even know, if you're my grunkle! I wanna believe you, but"

"Then listen to me. Remember this morning when I said I wanted to tell you guys something?" Stan breaks from Dipper and Soos.

The computer reads 20 seconds. A power surges through making you float away from mable. You hit the roof of the. Building,The others fly against the rooms walls.

" I wanted to say that you're gonna hear some bad things about me, and some of them are true, but trust me. Everything I've worked for, everything I care about, it's all for this family!"

"Mabel, what if he's lying? This thing could destroy the universe! Listen to your head!" Dipper cries out.

Mable looks up to see you, floating closer to the portal. You glanse back at stans pleading with your eyes. Stan gives you a nod.Mable watches as you close your eyes. Relaxing your body

"Look into my eyes, Mabel! Do you really think I'm a bad guy?"

" He's lying! Shut it down NOW!"

"Mable please"

Ten Nine

"Grunkle stan"

Six five

"I trust you"

"MABEL, ARE YOU CRAZY?! WE'RE ALL GONNA-"

Mable lets go floating up to grab onto your leg. Pulling you closer and away from going through the portal.

One...

Screams are heard as a light blast blows up.

The light shooting through the whole town.

You slowly open your eyes, seeing a figure in front of the portal

"...stan..." You pull your head up from the ground

"What who is that?" Dipper stands

"The author of the journals..." Stanford also stands up.

You see, the man pulls off his goggles, revealing a face just like stans. He looks down at you. As you slowly sit yourself up. You're the closest one to him.

"My brother..." Stan sighs

"Is the the part where one of us faints.." mable giggles

"Ohoho, I am so on it, dude" soos faints on cue. Falling to the floor.

"Finally! After all these long years of waiting, you're actually here! Brother!"

You watch as the man you're assuming Stanley walks up and punches Stanford.

"This was an insanely risky move – restarting the portal! Didn't you read my warnings?!"

"Warnings, schmarnings. How's about maybe a thanks for saving you from what appears to be, I don't know, some kind of sci-fi sideburn dimension?"

"Thank you? You really think I'm gonna thank you after what you DID, THIRTY YEARS AGO?!"

"What I did? Why, you ungrateful...

Stanley pins Stanfords arms. As they bicker, the man slams him on the ground. "

"Get off him, you asshole," you shove Stanley off Stanford. Mable stands next to you

"Hey, hi. Mabel here. Quick question – WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!"

"Stan, you didn't tell me there were children down here... And some sort of large, hairless gopher? And... uh, " you see the mans eyes dart from top to bottom, then back to the top.

"A woman..."

"Heh heh. I get that a lot." You laugh at Soos. As he smiles back at you. You watch as Stan eyes you. Wondering what thoughts he could be having.

"They're your family, Poindexter. Shermie's grandkids." Stanford rolls his eyes.

"I-I have a niece and nephew? Greetings. Do kids still say greetings? I haven't been in this dimension for a really long time."

He bends down to shake mables hand

"Whoa, a six-fingered handshake? It's a full finger friendlier than normal!"

"Heha, I like this kid. She's weird."

"And you are?" He extends his hand to you. You ignore it and turn away.

"A friend of Stans..."

Stanley Huffs turning back around

"I-I can't believe it. You're the author of the journals!" Dipper fanboys

"You've read my journals?"

You don't listen to the conversation, but you help Stanford up. He thanks you as he stands. You see stanley eyeing you both out of the corner of your eyes. You dart your eyes towards him, making him look off.

"Well, it looks like we're stuck down here for a while. Who wants to tell us their entire mysterious backstory?" Mable sits back down on some rubble.

"Yes, I have some questions about all this myself, Stanley." The man walks over ignoring you to the next if his abilities

"Stanley..."dipper puts a finger to his chin

"But your name is stanford..." mable questions

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" You leap forward at stan, soos catching you

"Wait, you took my name?! What have you been doing all these years, you knucklehead?!"

"Yeah, Grunkle Stan, no more lies! You owe us some answers – What's the deal with this portal? Why did you keep this a secret?" Dipper exclaims.

"And what happened between you and your brother?" Maybe points at stan angered.

"Im hoping all this aligns exactly with my fanfic, Stan. If not, I will be very disappointed."

You stop struggling against soos. Only to pause and give him a confused look.

"Stanf-...stanley why do you keep lying to me?!" You plead with the old man

"Kid listen... i did what i had to do"

"No. I won't accept that. Tell me why. Was everything about Him even true? " You point to the other man.

The now understood Stanley sighs. I looked up from his brows.

"Everything about HIM is correct. I just switched the names..." he shrugs. With another sigh, he leans against the wall, telling the tale of the two brothers.

As they both took turns telling their upbringing, you couldn't help but watch the twin. He would smile at the good times, and you would catch him watching you as well.

You had to admit he was handsome. You never saw Stan in a way, but Stanford was totally different even with the same face.

If you, too, matched eyes, you would simply roll them and look away. Even though you were curious about this handsome man.

"Oh! This story's so sad! I know what you two little broken teacups need: to hug it out! Hug it out! Hug train's comin' in the station. HUGAPOLOOZA! 2000!" Mable triez to push the men together.

"Kid, will ya knock that off? I'm tryin' to tell my life story here. "

"I already know all this..." You walk off sitting in the room where the portal once was. You could still hear the conversation. Noting again at the Dream school Stanford wanted to go to... but couldn't. You burrowed your face in your legs. Conflicted, you never thought you'd meet him. You were so angry at all the things he did to your friend. But knowing everything and knowing he's alive. Could you be nicer to him?

You hear a Scream and turn to look at the room, dipper fan boys over the journals.

"just got excited there... About the journals... Keep-keep talking."

"I began to keep a journal..."

Dipper screams again. You walk into the room staring at the child. He looks up at you and calms himself down.

"Just going to ignore that..."

He goes on you decide to sit back in the room with the others.

As they retell the fight, you can't help but stare at Stanford. Aggravated at every word he says.

He pauses for a moment. Staring just as intensely

"What is your problem?" Stanford exclaims, throwing his hands up.

"You... you are my problem. you're dangerous. " he looks shocked at your words. And leans back a bit, not knowing what to say.The story finishes as the agents from upstairs get closer. Stanford makes a plan. Telling everyone to stay put as he travels upstairs.

Mable hears the agents leave and runs upstairs with your protest

"Great-uncle Stanford, that was amazing!"

"Let's not go crazy; it was serviceable."

"Thank you, kids, but please, call me Ford."

You stand on the porch. Watching the kids talk to Ford. You catch glimses of him looking at you. Your heart beats faster when he does. Is this anger? You're not nervous..are you?Stan pushes the kids off to bed. He turns to look at you. He mouths out 'stay'. You fix your posture, waiting to wave the kids off while they go inside. Saying a goodbye to Soos and moving towards Stan.

You punch Stans arm

"Ouch why me?!"

"That's for lying to me, you big idiot! Dont do that again!"You furrow your eyebrows. Stan frowns, rubbing his arm. You go in for a hug. Letting go just as fast and looking at Ford.

"So...who are you agai-" you cut him off by slapping him. Both stan and fords face in shock.

" That's for building such a STUPID machine... and hurting my friend!"

Stan begins to laugh. Resting a hand on your shoulder.

"Who even are you?!" The man shouts, angerly walking towards the house. The sun is going down.

" haha shes a keeper! Now Y/n go to bed. I gatta catch up with this man..."

"What's the point of me staying behind?"You shrug your shoulders. Pushing the old man slightly a small okay left your lips.

"No hard feelings, old man?" You smile and walk away, turning around to point finger guns at both men, going into the house and upstairs to your room.

"Old man? Rude, " Ford says under his breath

The two men head in as well. I'm sitting at the table to talk. Catching up on the little things

"Nothing so bad, ya know... people come and go...?"

"Hmm...and that women you keep around?"

"Huh? Women? Haha, that's Y/n. She's a good friend.."

"Just friend?"

"Of course! She's a good kid. Takes care of Dipper and Mable and always makes great adjustments to her past works. " Stan leans back in his chair, talking about you normally

"Past works? What does that even mean" Ford questions.

"Ah, she's a graduate of West Coast tech... some phds in some stuff i dont really pay attention. But she makes awesome stuff. Let me tell ya, " Stan points to a few things you've improved or added.

"Wait, she went to WCT?? Wait, why is she here with you?" Ford laughs still in shock of your success.

"She's been a friend of mine for a while now. She used to work at an Inn that closed down, so i gave her a place to work and sleep. Listen, i felt bad leaving her alone. She needed someone"

"Interesting... " fords mind goes off. Picturing you again. How angry you looked at him, the disappointment when you would stare. But how beautiful you are. How every time you looked at him with hate or pity, all he could see was the opposite.

"I know that look,"Stan leans forward

"What look?" Ford looks away at anything but his brother.

"That look... you stay away from her..." stans eyebrows furrow. His fist on the table

"I dont even know what you're talking about." Ford looks away again, and this finds his head resting on his hand.

"Stay. Away." Stanley gets up.

"But... I'm happy you're home," he holds his hand out. Ford takes it, and they get up to go to bed. Stopping by the bathroom for one last conversation, you can't help but too listen in on.