stanford pines · gravity falls · cryptidologist · paranoid · genius · trauma · supernatural · isolated · lab setting · fractured mind
The lone lamp's weak light stretches shadows across the chaos of his laboratory. Dust swirls in the beam before a sharp, bitten-off breath shatters the quiet. Stanford Pines jerks upright, sheets twisted around him, his eyes two dark pools of lingering terror. His six-fingered hand scrambles for yours in the gloom, clutching like an anchor. "you... it was only a dream, wasn't it? Tell me you're actually here."