#preston northwest

[would-you-punt-them]

Preston Northwest (Gravity Falls)

#would you punt them #into the sun #tumblr poll #gravity falls #preston northwest

[fordtato]

What Gravity Falls says about fatherhood, abuse, and masculinity

(Happy Father's Day, and happy 6/18)

#gravity falls #stanford pines #stanley pines #fiddleford mcgucket #tate mcgucket #preston northwest #Youtube

[funnelcakesandinfinitesuffering]

#murder drones #owl house #helluva boss #amphibia #gravity falls #she ra #emperor belos #odalia blight #cash buckzo #crimson #King aldrich #shadow weaver #paimon #preston northwest

[bluewing-art]

💙True Colors: Blue💙

(pages: 41-50)

Chapter three up! :D

A pretty short (and a bit sad) chapter actually. But it's all so that the time without the twins in town goes by faster. Again, these pages haven't aged very well… but they're still part of this story :3

Remember you can see a lot of more pages on my Instagram or Twitter. And even more on my Patreon. All links in my bio 🩵✨

#gravity falls #pacifica northwest #dipper pines #mabel pines #wendy corduroy #candy chiu #grenda grendinator #preston northwest #gf pacifica #gf dipper #gf mabel #gf wendy #gf comic #fan comic #dipcifica #dipper x pacifica #long comic #true colors fancomic

[pinesfamilyguidetotheweird]

You know...considering that there is a tapestry of Bill in the Northwest Mansion, I wouldn't be surprised if a previous patriarch of the Northwest family made a deal with Bill.

That deal being that in exchange for helping Bill, the family can rise to prominence, even higher when Bill gains his physical form.

It couldn't've been Nathaniel since he was...well, an idiot. It could've been his son or grandson (Preston's grandfather or father respectively).

It would've been interesting if the Northwests had a deeper role with everything that was connected to Bill, maybe even had helped fund the portal construction out of 'generosity'.

I don't know. Just a thought.

#gravity falls #stanford pines #ford pines #grunkle ford #bill cipher #preston northwest

[shadystarlightgentlemen]

Gravity Falls Headcanons

Bill calls Ford, Icarus

Ford calls Mabel ‘sunshine’ and ‘princess’

Dipper sometimes sneaks out the house with Stan to go star gazing on the roof, they just talk about anything and everything

Mabel knows Fords hand size and makes him handmade gloves for when he’s self conscious about his hands and/or in public

Stan had a pet parrot when he was in high school

He named him Mr. Pickles

Stan tried to go to college a few time but either chickened out or had to skip town because the police were catching up

He eventually gave up trying

Ford had a fling with McGugget in college

Dipper and Robbie usually don’t get along but one time when Wendy was gone for a family trip, Dipper invited Robbie over to the shack for a horror movie marathon and they actually had fun (and also figured out that Robbie likes romcoms)

Mabel makes a new sweater everyday, sometimes makes one based on a person (she made a sweater for Lazy Susan made entirely out of cat hair) or a feeling she had that day (she once made a sweater entirely out of glittery fabric because she said she ‘felt like the crab from Moana’)

Pacifica and Mabel are dating but have to hide it from Pacifica’s parents because their homophobic (though if you ask a few of the guys around town, they’ll say Preston is a ‘wild cowboy’)

The Pines family tends to stay very far away from saying Bills name for the sake of each other except on certain days where they gather together and trauma dump to finally get the weight off their shoulders and just hug each other while watching Disney movies

When Bill would posses Ford in their early days, he would be violent but very flirtatious. This caused some old feelings in McGugget to return and eventually ask Ford out on a date, which he accepted but it never went further

While he was in between dimensions, Ford has been held hostage countless times and almost became a king of an entire planet

Filbrick abused Ford and Stan, mostly verbally and sometimes physically

Sherrie was a very protective brother but unfortunately wasn’t around when Stan and Ford started getting abused by their dad so when he came home after being in the military and he found out what happened, he nearly beat the shit out of Filbrick and gave Ford a serious talking to

Wendy is full on gay panic

She dated Robbie at first because she liked him but when high school started again, she quickly realized that testosterone was not her cup of tea

Wendy’s a lesbian, Stan’s bisexual, Ford’s panromantic and asexual, Dipper’s questioning, and Mable is pansexual

Bud and Stan used to date

Stan’s always wanted kids but once he was kicked out, he was never able to settle down and he was always afraid that he’d screw it up or be kicked out again

He still wants kids but he doesn’t think he deserves it anymore and with his age, he doubts he’d be able to land anyone with kids that are still kids

Besides, he’s got Dipper and Mable, his hands are already full during the summer (though he won’t admit it, he wishes he could keep them forever, he loves them so much and cries every time they leave)

Stan goes with Ford into the woods to see mythical creatures every chance he gets, wanting to make up for lost time

About a week before Mable and Dipper leave, the Pines family has a day where they all go out and sleep under the stars, telling fun stories of the summer and relaxing

After Gideon accepted Mable doesn’t like him, he and Mable became best friends and have countless makeovers, sometimes with Pacifica

Wendy teaches Dipper how to live in the woods and protect himself from wild animals

Ford takes Mable on small adventures to have mindless fun (he won’t admit it, but he’s considered her as his favorite from time to time)

Stan teaches Dipper how to box

Stan secretly threatens any bullies Dipper and Mable may have by just standing out in their front yard and ducking away when their parents come to check only to reappear doing something crazy like petting one of his fake attractions 

Ford used to help Stan through panic attacks during school and would fight, albeit lose, kids that would talk down to Stan

#stanford pines #stan pines #mable pines #dipper pines #bill cypher #gravity falls #grunkle ford #grunkle stan #headcanon #gravity falls headcanons #making this made me sad #i miss them #gideon gleeful #bud gleeful #preston northwest #pacifica northwest #pacifica and mable #wendy courderoy

[darkspine10]

GF Fanfic - Return to the Roots

Tangled Roots (36,063 words) by darkspine10

Chapters: 7/7

Fandom: Gravity Falls

Rating: Mature

Preston Northwest had just sat down in his kitchen to enjoy his french toast and omelette when the doorbell rang and interrupted his tranquillity. He considered ignoring it until the bell rang a second time, and then incessantly. Sighing, he abandoned his breakfast and morning newspaper. The local Gossiper had never been an outstanding example of journalism, but he was still mildly offended that his daily ritual had been interrupted.

He sometimes wondered why he stayed in this town after all the humiliations he’d endured. It was his ancestral seat, yes, but no-one would blame him for getting away from all the reminders of the ways his pride had been dented. The locals were ignorant, the rustic, rural air didn’t agree with him, and the less said about ‘the mystical side’ of the valley the better.

Preston unlocked the door, ready to give a thrashing to whatever two-bit salesperson, teenager with a petition for him to sign, or lost tourist happened to present themselves. What he was not expecting was a figure out of an abattoir.

Standing in his doorway was a woman covered from head to toe in hot, dripping blood. Preston had to suppress the urge to heave from the tangy stench, before he had a flicker of recognition. “Pacifica?”

“Hey, dad.” His daughter weakly grinned. “Long time no see.”

“Are you-”

“It’s not my blood. Mostly.” In one hand his daughter was carrying a giant woodcutter’s axe, and for a split second he thought this was some karmic punishment come to take retribution. Then Pacifica grimaced and asked to come in. She had to repeat herself, so dazed was he by the question. “I said we need somewhere to rest and clean up.” She gestured to a queue of strangers lined up on the pathway leading from the wall around the front garden. They were a shabby and tired looking bunch, covered in dirt and their clothes ragged.

Preston raised his nose in a sneer, but his daughter’s insistent look wore him down. It was such a rare opportunity to even see her these days that he felt obliged to accept her bizarre request. “Oh, very well. As long as they-” The column of invaders charged past him into the house and up the stairs towards the shower. “-wipe their feet,” he lamely finished. “Care to come in?” he tentatively offered to his daughter.

Pacifica thought about it, seeming to give it genuine consideration. That was a change from the frostiness with which she’d treated him and her mother on the occasion of their last meeting, at the wedding with whatshisname, that Pines lad. “Yeah, why not,” Pacifica said, hefting the axe and plodding inside.

She walked straight through and sat down, right in his minimalist white kitchen. He winced; that seat cushion would be stained forevermore. She leant the axe against the table, her eyes gazing hungrily at his breakfast. “Can I have something to eat? I’m famished.”

“Why yes,” he said politely, “don’t mind if you-” She grabbed his french toast and tore into it like an animal. When she noticed his offended glare, she said, “sorry, I’ve had a busy night and not eaten much.”

Preston was about to act deferential and excuse her minor savagery, but baulked on seeing that Pacifica’s retinue even included two of those bumpkin lumberjacks, the Corduroys. They were wandering in like they owned the place, gawking at his neatly arranged shelves and modern furniture. They made their upstairs with the rest of the rabble.

Stepping around the muddy footprints and trying to ignore the heavy footfalls from above, Preston slid into the kitchen. “What exactly has been going on?”

“Demon, at the graveyard, I killed it.” She seemed too tired to explain further. Preston dropped vacantly into the opposite chair and awkwardly drummed his fingers on the table.

“Nevertheless, it’s… good to see you.”

Pacifica pursed her lips, finding it equally awkward to respond. “I wanted to put some things to rest. After last night I think I realised there was no point blaming you two for anything. Sure, a lot of my issues stem from the way I was raised, but dwelling on it won’t help me fix anything.”

Preston’s mind whirred, trying to keep up with what she was saying. “Are you trying to say you forgive us?”

Pacifica pondered it, tapping her chin, then shook her head. “Nah. Not really. I’ve been carrying around a lot of hate and I wanted to get rid of it. It’s not forgiveness, but I accept the way you were and I feel like I can move on. I hope.” She shrugged. “That’s one source of my major life issues dealt with, only like half-a-dozen left.”

“Well, you always did enjoy coming in first place. I’m sure you can handle whatever comes at you.”

For reasons he couldn’t put his finger on, Preston found Pacifica’s crooked smile ever-so unsettling. “You don’t know the half of it. Nice catch-up anyway,” The bedraggled strangers had cleaned themselves up lightly and the Corduroys were leading them down the stairs and out into the daylight. Pacifica lifted up the axe and made for the door along with them.

Preston reached out for her. “You don’t have to leave so soon. If you wait, your mother will be back from the store.”

“I’d rather not linger. I want to get home to my own shower, but first I’ve got to get these people back to their homes and families.” Pacifica shared a fond grin with the elder Corduroy as he left. He was evidently proud of something she’d done. It was an expression Preston had never teased out from his daughter himself.

As she turned to leave, Preston forced out, “I’m… pleased to see you happy. Good luck with the children, I’m sure they’ll be missing you.”

Pacifca stopped and her shoulders seemed to relax fractionally. “Well. How about that,” Preston heard her mutter. “Bye dad. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.” She lifted the axe in salute as a way of waving goodbye, then walked out the door shutting it behind her.

Preston sat there, too stunned to react. After ten minutes, he quietly smiled to himself.

“I know why I named my daughter after you.”

In the cold January afternoon, Pacifica held a single purple flower over her heart and stared down at the unadorned stone slab with Wendy’s name inscribed on it.

“It wasn’t affection,” she said. “I was guilty, pure and simple. You saved my life, you’d already made up for your mistakes. It could have easily been me who died that day. If it wasn’t for your sense of duty…” She took a deep breath. “I think it was more than that. Last night when I faced down that monster and was inches from death I felt a sort of relief! That sounds mad. But it’s true. It was an opportunity to let go of all the negativity, all the bad deeds, and just slip away. Redemption through sacrifice. I nearly gave in. Maybe that’s what was going through your head too, when you made us leave and stayed behind with Eli. I guess I’ll never know.”

She held the violet between two fingers, gazing out across the valley. Though large patches of white remained, green leaves were already sprouting. Colour and life were returning to the forest. “I said I nearly gave in. Because I suppose that’s the difference. Dying there in the dirt wouldn’t have achieved anything. No blaze of glory, no resolution. I realise now that I want to be in control of my life again. I took my body back from that beast and that was the first step. I’d like to find out what the next step is, and the step after that.”

Pacifica’s fingers lightly brushed the still-healing scratches on her arm. “It’s been a long journey to get this far. I had my old body, but it was broken. I couldn’t have kids and I used to think that made me worthless. Then I got ‘fixed’, and for a while I was happy. Except it didn’t feel like my body anymore, I didn’t belong, it was too clean and tidy. I was a foreign agent in a hostile land. Now I’m living with the constant reminders of the pregnancy. This time I think I understand. Third time luck, right? These stretch marks and imperfect shape may not be the familiar scars I used to carry, but they’ve made this body my own.”

She looked over to where her family was waiting. Mason stood respectfully, with Leah in arm, though Merrise, holding his hand, was fidgeting. She could only expect the ten year old to care so much about adult concerns, or reminiscing over someone who was basically a stranger to her.

“If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have this family. You never were fazed by all this soul-searching stuff. Wendy Corduroy, always cool and in control. A girl who knew exactly what she wanted, who dated over a dozen guys before she was 16. I guess I was envious, subconsciously perhaps. After my family was disgraced you had something no amount of money could buy, reputation. Social capital.” She gave a hollow laugh. “Listen to me. I still sometimes sound like my parents. Treating having a lot of friends like it’s a transaction. Maybe in another life we could have been friends. Properly, I mean, not friend-of-a-friend casual acquaintances. If only we hadn’t been so tangled up in our separate lives.” The flower slipped through her fingers and rested beside the gravestone. “Goodbye, Wendy.”

She turned away, back to her family and didn’t look back. As she approached, Mason handed the baby over to Merrise, who took this as her cue to smile and skip away. Mason embraced Pacifica in a hug. “You could have told me all along.”

“I know.” Pacifica snuggled against her husband’s chest. “I was caught up in my own head.”

“Never like to cede a fight, eh?” He slyly grinned at her, then cupped her cheek. “Please don’t feel like you need to hold it all in like this again.”

Pacifica solemnly nodded. “We can have loads of fun talking about it together later. Maybe with a therapist in the room too. First, we’ve got an appointment, with the living this time.”

The blade of the axe swung down and split the chunk of wood into two even pieces. Mason wiped sweat off his brow. “Is this really necessary?”

“Oh yes,” Pacifica said from where she was reclining on the Corduroys’ porch. She had her journal open on the table, writing up her recent adventure, while Leah slept in a nearby rocking chair. “You’re making the view nicer. All those rippling muscles of yours.”

Mason blushed and placed another wooden log on the tree stump. He raised the axe again and brought it neatly down.

Next to him, his sister was still struggling on her first log, swinging the axe wildly and only making an incision about halfway in. “So why am I here too?” Zera handed another log over from the pile, staying clear of her wife’s wide swings.

“Payback for letting me wander all over the valley unsupervised, high as a kite,” Pacifica said with a smirk. “You’re not wimping out, are you? C’mon, let’s see some of that famous May Pines grit and determination.”

“Abso-tively poso-lutely!” Mabel gritted her teeth and made another useless chop, while Mason was already on his third log.

Laughing, Merrise ran through the clearing with the two Corduroy boys in pursuit. “Not so fast,” Pacifica called out, “You don’t want to trip over.” Merrise saluted and started jogging off again before the boys could tag her. Kids, Pacifica thought, smiling.

Manly Dan came from inside the cabin carrying a tray of drinks. “Another lemonade, Mrs Pines?”

“Don’t mind if I do. Thank you, Dan.” She sipped through a straw, while Manly Dan sat contentedly beside her on the porch. He kicked back and drank a lemonade of his own, enjoying watching someone else do his job for once.

Pacifica put the finishing touches on her journal entry, having sketched a likeness of the Unshriven from memory. Closing the cover, she sat back in her chair. Shutting her eyes, she felt the warm sun on her skin. In the afternoon sky a single star shone amidst the blue. Pacifica looked from it down to her sleeping daughter. “Thank you,” she whispered to the air. “For showing me that I have a future.”

#Gravity Falls #gravity falls fanfic #pacifica northwest #preston northwest #dipper pines #mabel pines #manly dan #wendy corduroy

[evaglass]

Headcanon that Pacifica is audhd and the bell was used as an aba tactic

#gravity falls #pacifica northwest #northwest mansion mystery #preston northwest #priscilla northwest #audhd #adhd #autism #autistic pacifica #the source is that i made it up

[saysomethingabout]

Say something about this family!

#family #disney #disney movies #gravity falls #pacifica northwest #preston northwest

[worstmombracket]

Worst Dad Bracket Round 1A

This matchup faces two Disney Channel aristocrats against each other! But who's worse, the guy who locked his kids in a basement for over a decade and then proceeded to send them on life threatening trips as teenagers, or the guy who Pavlov's Dogged his own daughter into being classist?

#polls #worst dad bracket #tournament polls #lab rats #Donald Davenport #gravity falls #preston northwest

[e350tb]

Gravity Falls - The Matchmabel - Epilogue

Epilogue

Pacifica Northwest sighed as she stepped back into her room, hanging her bag up on the doorknob before sitting down on her large four-post bed. She glanced left and right to make sure she was alone - then she reached under the bed and pulled out a small photo album.

She opened it up, letting out a heartfelt sigh.

“One day…”

There was a knock on the door.

“Pacifica! Are you sighing wistfully over a picture of the Pines boy?”

“No, dad! How would you even hear that?”

“I just want to make sure…”

“I’m not!”

“Good, good, keep it that way! Goodnight!”

Pacifica rolled her eyes as she heard her father stomp away. She looked back down at the picture of the album.

She gently ran a finger over the picture of Mabel Pines.

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#gravity falls #pacifica northwest #preston northwest #mabifica #writing #if this were the show this would be the scene played over the credits

[marmorafarms]

Soooo I wrote another thing for the CSAC universe by @cellard0ors because I couldn't help myself! (Sorry to bug you again cellar!)

Based on some knowledge I didn't have before...here is a cute little proposal fic.

Pairing: Preston Northwest/Stanley Pines

WARNING: IMPLIED SIBLING INCEST DUE TO SOURCE.

You can find it here:

Teaser:

Preston was nervous. He gone over the plan with Ford a thousand times, but even so, there was a chance this could go horribly wrong. Preston clutched the small box In his hands tightly. So many what-ifs were repeating in his head. Maybe…maybe he shouldn't do this.

But he couldn't back out, not now. The whole thing had been planned put, reservations had been made, people had been invited…no, there was no way Preston could just call the whole thing off. He closed his eyes and breathed out through his nose, trying to calm himself.

You can do this, he thought to himself. It's going to be fine.

#stancest #sorta #preston northwest #stanley pines #stan pines #ford pines

[julietwiskey1]

Evil headcanon (with no supporting evidence whatsoever and it’s just a terrible idea I want to share): Pacifica can’t pronounce sharing because that was the memory the memory gun took. Preston used his contacts to get rid of the concept from her mind because such things as sharing are beneath a Northwest.

#gravity falls #pacifica northwest #Preston northwest #it seems like a dick thing he would do

[redhatmeg]

So I did the Graavity Falls Tumblr Text Posts...

#gravity falls #text posts #stanley pines #stanford pines #preston northwest #gideon gleeful #dipper pines #candy chu #gravity falls grenda

[fordpinesmpreg]

Owl Shack AU edit #332

Fiddleford is trying to explode Preston with his mind

#owl shack au #gravity falls #gravity falls fanart #gravity falls au #the owl house #the owl house au #the owl house edit #fiddleford mcgucket #kikimora #odalia blight #preston northwest

[shittycartoonmomshowdown]

Priscilla Northwest (Gravity Falls) vs. Raven Branwen (RWBY)

#genuinely amazed how y'all can nominate priscilla to this but not preston to shitty cartoon dads #priscilla northwest #shitty mom showdown #gravity falls #round one #raven branwen #rwby