#flashback to my INSTENSE hyperfixation

[nayarablueglasses]

requested: no

a/n: hahah i found this in my drafts. mannnnn it’s been AGES since my gravity falls fixation. i didn’t proof read this, so i apologize for any spelling mistakes.

(divider credits to @firefly-graphics​)

summary: you go on a short walk with stanford in the middle of the night and he offers to adopt you.

warnings/genre: fluff, the ending is left open, stanford and you are an insomniac, man it’s weird reading over stuff i wrote when i was cis.

reader pronouns: unspecified/gn, which amuses me because i believe firmly that the entire cast of gravity falls would think using they/them pronouns is the lesser of new things they’ve had to encounter this summer.

There was a knock on my door, causing me to jump in surprise, and the book fell out of my lap onto the floor with a soft thud. Grumbling, I threw off my blankets and got out of bed, quickly stooping down to grab the book again, before opening the door. With a yawn, I complained, “Stanley, do you know how late it is? I’m still reading my-” I stopped myself with a laugh, then continued, “Sory, Ford. I didn’t realize it was you. Normally Stan is the one bothering me at disturbing hours of the day and night.”

Stanford chuckled softly, careful to keep his voice down. “Yes, my apologies for waking you up- or rather, disturbing your quiet. Especially at this quite ghastly time.” He smiled at me, leaning on the doorframe a bit, and I smiled back. His red turtleneck looked rather nice, snuggled inside of his light tan-brown trench coat. Trench coat, with more style.

He adjusted his glasses, almost nervously, before quietly asking, “I was wondering, would you want to come outside on a walk with me?” I raised my eyebrow. That was a strange thing to ask, at…

I checked my alarm clock. 2Am. More specifically, 2:47 AM. It was still dark outside. I pondered for a minute, weighing my options, but really it was a no-brainer. “Let’s go!” I grinned, pulling on a sweater that I kept hung on the back of my door. Ford looked both relieved and delighted, the last expression I likely mirrored.

The Mystery Shack looked very different at night. The shadows loomed in every direction, and without the tourists around, it was easy to see the electrical blue lights flickering around the vending machine, and hear it’s eerie buzz. The T-rex skull that we used as a coffee table leered at us with a nasty smirk as we passed by. My socked feet made little sound as I padded through the house, and Ford stepped lightly on the floorboards. Here and there, I heard quiet creaking sounds coming from the walls, but there was never anything behind me. Nonetheless, I checked every time.

Pausing at the door to put on my shoes and locate my scarf, I followed Stanford out the back door. Crisp winter night air bit at my nose, and the sounds of feet breaking layers of day-old snow could be heard as I caught up. Even through my scarf, I could feel the cold wind on my cheeks and see my breath clouding. With a shiver, I shoved my gloveless hands deep into my pockets before coming to a halt.

Next to me, Ford had paused and was now gazing at the sky. When I followed his gaze, my eyes widened and I gasped. Brightly lit against the dark void of black were the stars. They were… “Oh…” I whispered. They were beautiful, gorgeous… I understood the term “starstruck” now. I stayed up late, almost never getting enough sleep, just sitting in my room, when this was happening outside? When the night air filled me with such energy, and had such a heavy feel of nostalgia and mystery surrounding it? I felt like I was simply breathing the excitement, as the stars and planets continued to twinkle at me. My breath caught once again when, silently, Ford pointed out a trail of white blazing its way across the sky, almost as impossible to see with so many other bright dots of white littered amongst and alongsides it. *A shooting star…?*

Quickly, so as not to miss any more of the stars than I already had, I closed my eyes and made a swift wish, lips moving without sound. *I wish…* My eyes flew open with a childlike smile, and I continued to take it all in. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ford tilt his head everslightly to glance at me, and his eyes twinkled just the way the stars did. There was a look of pure contentment on his face.

We stood together like that for a long while before Stanford checked his watch and broke the silence. “(Y/N)...” He said, placing his hand on my shoulder gently. His next words broke me out of my reverie. “I want to adopt you.”

#General Manager #flavour: gravity falls #gravity falls x reader #stanford x son #stanford x reader #PLATONIC STANFORD #HOW DARE YOU ASSUME OTHERWISE I WILL MURDER YOU #anyways please don't request gravity falls from me actually #it was such a cringey phase of my life #like if you request it i'll still write it #but i will just #flashback to my INSTENSE hyperfixation