Marina leaves her past behind and arrives to Gravity Falls. Thanks to an old scam, she is living with the Pines in the Mystery Shack and works there to pay rent. Even when her mind is a chaos, she never imagined to find the best people of her life, or ever imagined on thinking about love again.

First person reader insert. Accidental pregnancy trope. Fake marriage trope. My name is (y/n). I fell in love with Stanford Pines. One year. I hardly knew him. We were young. We were reckless. In short, we were stupid. Best. Decision. Ever. I met a man named Stanley Pines. Then my life got interesting... Story starts X Ford but becomes X Stan #3 in grunkle #3 in gideongleeful #4 in gravityfallsfanfiction #4 in grunkleford #4 in Mable #178 in gravityfalls Some sexual content with alternative chapters for those who hate lemons.

《Highest Ranking #5 in Billdip, 2019》 《Book 2 out》 Dipper knew all too well the dangers that follow deals with the dream demon. How he could twist words, find loopholes, and do as he pleased. Which is why Dipper never thought he'd make another, that is until he wasn't given a choice. {Twins: 17} {!}Warnings{!} {bxb Don't like you don't have to read.} {Mild to Strong language used throughout.} {Some peril.} {Violence & Murder.} {14+ advised.} {Enjoy the book!} {Completed}

Stanford catches up with his life and meets a 'friend' of Stanley's, Lucile Grendinator. She gains an interest in both men while finding out why 'Stanford' is suddenly someone different

In the summer of 1977, Stanford Pines meets a captivating woman in Gravity Falls. Long backstory short, she's a witch from the Boiling Isles. MATURE THEMES https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0BxyX8qjEZq7bsjCDFnz5q?si=lIt0Fb-hS_Or_sLxEQXU_Q&pi=u-ON4WTZ1NTmOT

─ (for someone like you) 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀. 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗱. [𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗹]

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[COMPLETED] gravity falls oneshots and stuff.

Bill made sure anything about me wouldn't see the light of day. Something about not being important enough to be remembered? My memories are finally improving and... Susan suggested I start writing things out. From start to finish. So, maybe I can just retell things myself. How one small triangular demon destroyed any semblance of a life that me and my friends had built.