just thinking about Ford possibly needing a pacemaker implanted after Bill's electrical torture severely damaged his heart's ability to maintain a healthy rhythm and Stan just feeling so, so awful about it on the day of the surgery because of how reluctant he was to save Ford from said torture, don't mind me.
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now I’m thinking about Stan and Ford about to leave on their trip a few days after the kids left when Ford suddenly has a scary amount of fainting spells in a row that morning but rationalizing them as nerves. Stan takes him to the hospital after discovering how slow and irregular Ford’s heart was beating when he was unconscious for longer than the previous faints and that’s where Stan learned that Ford needed a pacemaker because his heart simply couldn’t beat regularly enough to keep him alive and healthy. The guilt kicked in when Stan remembered how Ford recounted the torture Bill gave him the day before and he connected the dots that that was likely why his heart was struggling. So their trip was delayed until Ford had the surgery and fully recovered from it.
Because @skyscartoons brought it up and I'm such a sucker for Gravity Falls and Imagine Dragons, I thought I would psychoanalyze the song "I Bet My Life" to see exactly how well it fits with Stan Pines and his story by going lyric to lyric (skipping repeat lines cuz repetitive). Buckle up cuz this might get long winded.
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First off, the speaker would most likely be Stan the whole way through. Obviously I feel like there's some nuance, like a few lines feel like Ford could be saying them too, but this is about Stan. If a line also feels like Ford could be saying it, I'll mention it but I'll try to mainly keep it Stan singing. Don't ask me why I'm being so strict with the rules here, cuz I don't know. but anyway...
I know I took the path that you would never want for me
I know I let you down, didn't I?
This could allude to how Stan had accidentally broke Ford's project and 'let him down' by betraying his trust and taking the wrong path by not speaking clearly to Ford about his insecurities before everything happened.
So many sleepless nights where you were waiting up on me
Ford was waiting for Stan to arrive at his house, and, since there was a risk of being possessed if he fell asleep, had many sleepless nights as a result.
Well I'm just a slave unto the night
Stan worked on the portal every night, essentially slaving away to save Ford from it for thirty long years. Could also allude to his homelessness on the streets but the portal was the more glaring interpretation under this lens.
Now remember when I told you that's the last you'll see of me
Remember when I broke you down to tears
Now, I usually see this as Ford talking to Stan about the mission he gave him that would mean Stan probably wouldn't see him again, which is valid and probably the more obvious of the interpretations that I can think of, but since I am trying to see the whole song as Stan singing and not Ford, I got another one.
Stan's whole "I don't need you, I don't need anyone! I can make it on my own!" or however he says it, after Ford closed the curtains could be one interpretation, plus Ford looked like he was about to cry when he closed them. Idk, is my first interpretation better?
I know I took the path that you would never want for me
I gave you hell through all the years
Stan pushed Ford into the portal, sending him in the nightmare realm and several dimensions for thirty years. That could be considered a hell for Ford, imho. Could also be Ford saying that to Stan about not standing up for him to get kicked out and stuff.
So I, I bet my life, I bet my life
I bet my life for you
I, I bet my life, I bet my life
I bet my life for you
Stan spent much of his life working to get Ford out of the portal. He didn't know if he could actually ever get him back, but still he tried, betting his life on the small possibility that Ford was still alive at that point and that the portal could still bring him back.
I've been around the world and never in my wildest dreams
Would I come running home to you
Going back to when Ford called for him, Stan had spent much of his life running around the world (North America at the least), never once believing he would see Ford again, so the post card was shocking to him.
I've told a million lies but now I tell a single truth
Stan spent so much of his life playing the deceit card, pretending he was Ford and everything that came with that, lying to family and friends, and everyone he associated with in Gravity Falls. His one truth...
There's you in everything I do
...was that it was all for Ford. He lied to make sure he didn't get put under scrutiny by people who would wonder why Ford disappeared and his twin left in his place. All so he could bring his brother back.
(skipping the second chorus and moving on to the bridge)
Don't tell me that I'm wrong
Ford, instead of being grateful like he had hoped, had been angry he had opened the portal. Here, Stan isn't just gonna let him say he was wrong for saving him.
I've walked that road before
And left you on your own
Same song and dance as before the portal incident, Ford had accused him of purposefully sabotaging the project and Stan had to leave the house because of it, essentially feeling like Ford was saying he was in the wrong back then too, thus, walking the same road again.
And please believe them when they say
That it's left for yesterday
And the records that I've played
'Them' could be the others in the house, like Dipper and Mabel. Like how Mabel had begged them to 'hug it out!' and all. Like maybe Stan wants Ford to see Dipper and Mabel and see how he should let go of his major grudge. Or something like that, these lines are difficult lol.
Please forgive me for all I've done
At the end of the day, Stan just wants to be forgiven and also accepted by Ford, not pushed away and forgotten in the heat of trying to stop Bill.
Welp, I just spent an hour writing this all out. I hope y'all enjoy my ramblings. Feel free to add on to this with your own interpretations of the lyrics in the light of it being related to Stan. Cuz some caused me headache trying to think of how to interpret it lol.
Oh oh, and one more thing while we’re at it, the music video for this song has a lot of boat imagery, which is super fitting for Stan because Stan O’ War and all. So, uh, yeah.
First two chapters of my long awaited fic are up! Warning, it's really angsty! Will post the next chapter late tomorrow I think.
HUGE thanks to @mother-ofthe-universe for helping me with this entire fic. Without their help with where to go with it, I don't think I could've written it at all. So yeah, check them out.
now that this fic is done being posted, here’s the first chapter for those who may not have seen it!
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Fiddauthor prompt... Fiddleford is kidnapped by a cult and Ford has to save him!
Only a day after Ford and Stan came back to Gravity Falls for a break from their sea adventure and there was already something wrong. Ford had made the trip to the former Northwest Mansion, now belonging to his former lab assistant, Fiddleford H. McGucket to check up on him.
Poor Fiddleford had gone insane after using his memory gun invention far too many times to be safe. He was on the road to recovery with the help of Ford, who frequently visited to talk to him about their scientific adventures together in surprisingly effective ways. They’d grown rather close.
Ford rang the doorbell, still thinking about everything he wanted to tell Fiddleford about the sea and his adventures with Stan. There was no answer. He rang again, still nothing. After a bunch of tries, he eventually just opened the door after realizing it was unlocked. Ford whistled in awe at the place. It was very fancy for someone like Fiddleford.
Ford checked around, calling his name. Nothing. He eventually made his way to the bedroom, where he gasped. The window was broken, with signs of a struggle leading from the bed. He looked out and noticed dragging marks in the mud leading out of the courtyard and into the forest. He ran out, pulled his cellphone from his pocket, fumbled with it a bit in his six fingered hands, and called Stan, who picked up on the second ring.
“Hello?”
“Stanley, it’s Ford. Fiddleford seems to have been taken from the mansion by force,” Ford paused to take his breath, then went on, “I’m going to be late to that party you planned. I need to find him.” Stunned silence from the other end of the phone, then Stan spoke up.
“You need help saving your boyfriend?” He sounded bemused. Ford felt his face get warm.
“He’s not my- look, all I’m saying is I’m gonna be late, I can handle this myself.” Ford hung up, suddenly flustered. So much for confiding in Stan. Was it that obvious that he had feelings for his former assistant? He was so caught up in his brother’s words that he almost ran into the people whose voices he suddenly heard from beyond some bushes right in front of him.
Ford peeked through the foliage and had to hold in a gasp. There he was, surrounded by hooded figures, and tied to…. was that a statue of Bill Cipher?! The figures had Bill’s image sewn into the front and back of their robes. From what he could gather, they were a cult for Bill Cipher that wanted revenge for his apparent death at the hand of himself. One of them had a knife in hand. Ford realized too late to react when he was tackled by one of the bigger ones.
Soon he was tied up next to Fiddleford, who seemed even more terrified now that Ford got caught. Ford reached for his gun, which had fallen from his trench coat, but it was hopeless. Ford struggled to no avail. He was about to give up when he heard what seemed to be a firework blow up somewhere in the trees.
Almost every member of the cult went over to investigate, leaving only a couple to guard their prisoners. Those guys were quickly taken out by none other than Stanley Pines wielding nothing but his fists encased in gold brass knuckles. Ford was simply amazed as Stan untied him and Fiddleford. They stood up as the cult members came back enraged.
Ford and Stan stood back to back as they fought, knocking people out, Stan deciding to chase the last one away from them. Once they were alone, Ford grabbed Fiddleford by the arms, swung him around and in the heat of the moment kissed him straight on the lips. Oh how long has it been? Too long, in Ford’s eyes. They were like that for what seemed like forever.
“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see that.” Stan stated dryly from a few feet away, his eyes averted. Ford released Fiddleford, his face about as red as his sweater. They walked in silence to Stanley’s car, which was parked just outside the mansion. Ford mumbled a thanks to Stan for rescuing them from those weirdos. They made it home safe and sound. Fiddleford wanted to stay at Ford’s house, unwilling to be alone after what happened.
Midnight at the shack, Stan got up to get a glass of water. He noticed Ford with Fiddleford in his arms on the sofa in the living room, a science documentary still playing on the tv. Stan turned it off and grabbed a blanket, placing it on the lovebirds. Ford seemed to hug Fiddleford ever closer. Stan could only smile at the sight as he went back to bed.
Stan and Ford had crashed their beloved boat after a horrible anomalous storm tossed them away. But none of that was their concern as they found themselves dying without the other to comfort them despite being right next to each other. What a horrible piece of bad luck.
here’s that angst one-shot I mentioned yesterday. hope you guys enjoy it somehow lol.
Hey guys, doing something different! Instead of posting my Blind!Ford fic all at once, I’m going to post it as I write a chapter! Though this time I have more written than what is here so I don’t have to worry about not having anything I guess, haha. I hope I can finish this fic eventually and that you guys will enjoy it, so here’s the first chapter so far!
began writing this fic back in January after getting inspired by @babydriverseeseverything’s angst art over here and got carried away with my own ideas of what would happen next. it’s short and ‘sweet’ but writer’s block be kicking me in the rear so…. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it’s what you get.
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My fourth and last @forduary fic for the prompt Switching Identities has been finished at last, if a bit late. I hope y’all enjoy it. Thanks for this chance to write for Forduary for the second year in a row. It’s been fun.
Managed to finish this one quicker than the other ones haha. My fic for the @forduary prompt, Insomnia! It’s a look over Ford’s life when it came to sleep (which I hope I pulled off well) I hope y’all like it!