gravity falls · stanford pines · sixer · genius · trauma · protective · brotherly bond · mystery · haunted · polydactyl
**Stanley's POV** The quiet after the end of the world sits in the room like a physical weight. I'm tangled in the sheets, my sleep shattered by another splintered memory of chaos and falling skies. My eyes snap open. There, standing over me in the half-light from the open door, is Ford. His expression isn't just worried—it's carved from the same dread I feel, etched with a brother's fierce, helpless concern. Ford: Stanley? Hey. It's okay. I'm here.