Fandom: Gravity Falls Characters: Stanford Pines, Stanley Pines, Original Female Character Words: 2010
Fluffstravaganza comission for @eregyrn-falls, who requested “Ford getting a chance to converse with some sort of interesting/scary cryptid”
Somewhere deep in the Norwegian woods, there was a tree.
It was not, by most standards, a particularly noticeable tree – it wasn’t even the largest one in the forest, though you could still describe it as “bigger than average” if you wanted to. But the three sets of footprints – two human, one hooves – slowly filling with lightly falling snow that lead up to a little hollow in its side spoke to something about it that was exceedingly non-average.
There are certain modifications that the older and wiser creatures of the forest have learned to make to their environments using a classic combination of magical know-how and sheer stubbornness. A layer deeper than the bark, this was evident. The tree formed a decent-sized room, larger on the inside than its humble exterior ought to allow.
For my dearest friend Courtnie. @notacleverxfileshandle You asked for the pairing and then you wanted more. Cheers to blue concoctions and drunken words.
Rating: R (NSFW) Word Count: 2,698
slurped down her fifth…or sixth bright blue drink. She didn’t know what it was called;
just that it was sweet and smooth and tasted like blue raspberries. She had
clipped her hair back by this point. A sheer layer of sweat was on her neck;
her cheeks flushed. She had been dancing with her old college gal pal, Lauren.
Lauren was one of the few left that didn’t have a family or boyfriend, but
somehow she had managed to get a few of them rounded together. The others
were some of her co-workers. Scully couldn’t remember their names.
plopped on the stool next to her, “I am getting too old for this,” She
laughed as the loud music thumped around them. She ran the back of her
hand along her forehead.
smiled and signaled for another one and one for Lauren, “Where are the
rest of the girls?” She asked, slurring.
you sure you should have another one?” Lauren asked as she eyed her with concern.
Scully knew that Lauren was nowhere near her level of drunk.
She hummed and thanked the bartender as her hand gripped the cold
glass, “I am hot and young and
do you have a cigarette?” Scully giggled. She watched Lauren sip her drink with
shit that is strong. I got a few left. Let’s go outside Dana.” Lauren smirked,
grabbing Scully’s purse off the bar top.
Scully pouted, “We can smoke in here!” She took a large gulp of her drink
and hiccupped. She looked at Lauren’s outfit and smiled, “You’re black
dress is sooooo cute!” She giggled, “See? Even that hot guy over there is
smoking in here. I can get a cigarette from him!” Scully pursed her lips and
rested her chin in the palm of her hand.
think you could use some fresh air.” Scully shrugged and stood on wobbly feet;
steadying herself against the bar.
She giggled, slightly crashing into Lauren, “I wanna dance!” She sang out
as Heart Breaker started to blast through the speakers. Scully struggled to
wiggle her hips as she bumbled around with every step.
bit her lip, “I think that we should go have a cigarette,” She said and walked
towards the door with her as she supported her slightly.
Scully sang. She stumbled out with Lauren, spilling most of her drink over her
hand and on to the floor. She giggled and licked the sticky blue concoction off
of her hand with a giggle. She leaned against the brick wall heavily.
there anyone I can call for you? You are not driving.” Lauren said seriously
before she took a long drag on a cigarette and handed it to Scully. Scully took
a long drag before answering.
She smirked, “He is hot ya know. Very, very
hot.” She slurred and looked at Lauren with hooded eyes as she took another
drag on her cigarette. She tugged down her denim skirt. A thin strip of her
pale skin peaked out from underneath her tight black top. She finished her
drink and set it on a nearby table.
flicked her ash before killed the cherry on her own cigarette, “Does he
have a number?” She asked as Scully tilted her chin sky wards; taking another
long drag off of her barely smoked cigarette. Scully was too drunk to notice
that Lauren had barely finished her before she had stubbed it out.
blew the smoke from between her full lips, “Three, zero, three. Mmm five
five five eight.” Scully replied, “Fucking asshole doesn’t even realize I
have been throwing myself at him.” She rolled her eyes and looked at
Lauren, “Are we going to go dance now?” Scully slightly whined.
shivered as the cooling night air nipped at her exposed skin, as she kept
smoking. Heart Breaker had ended this point and switched over to some other
type of song. She winked at a guy she noticed checking her out.
us a couple more drinks.” She said. Scully shook out her hair and shrugged
before she knew it, she was drinking two more drinks. She didn’t know where
Lauren was but decided that she wasn’t going to worry.
wiggled along to the nameless song that was thumping the walls and running her
fingers through her hair. A smile danced on her lips as she sucked an ice cube between
her lips. She felt a hand on the small of her back and looked surprised as
Mulder stood behind her, “Foooox!” She smiled, “Are you here to join
me for a drink?” She slurred heavily.
its last call.” Mulder said in a gravelly voice as he grabbed her purse off the
counter and scrunched his nose at the bright blue concoction. He could smell
the sugar wafting from the drink. That was the last thing that he ever
suspected that she would drink.
flies when you’re too drunk to read your watch, huh?” Scully said and started
to laugh, leaning way too far back on her stool. Her laughter was loud and
couldn’t help but chuckle a bit, supporting her with his arm as he waited for
the bartender to come over, “Scully. You aren’t wearing a watch.” He
couldn’t stop looking at how free spirited Scully was because of the alcohol.
He had never seen her this way before. This caused him to only see her in the
yeah!” She said and laughed as if that was the funniest thing he had ever said
before; running her hand down his arm. She squeezed his bicep gently. Her eyes
widened to the size of quarters as if that was the first time she realized how
muscular he really is.
you walk?” Mulder asked as he laid cash down.
Scully said and moved her hair out of her face with her palms. Mulder looked at
her full lips and wanted to kiss her so badly.
on,” He said and picked her up, carrying her towards the entrance.
She squealed and then ran her hand over his chest, “You are very
muscular.” She giggled and rested her head on his shoulder, “I am so
will be at my place before you know it. Have you eaten anything all day?”
Mulder question; a hint of worry was in his voice. He easily could bet
that she hadn’t eaten real food all day.
Scully whispered loudly as the cool night air blew her hair across her cheeks. “I was a bad girl! I had…I had…potato chips!
The kind with the fake cheese powder.” She laughed as she struggled to buckle
herself in before rolling down the car window.
cranked his old Taurus alive before he started driving. Scully instantly
started playing with the radio; in search of a song that matched her mood.
chips are not a meal,” He countered as he turned into a driveway with bright
yellow arches, “I am going to get some food in you. How does a burger
She smiled at him dreamily.
sat cross-legged on his floor as she devoured the burger. She could feel the
alcohol being soaked out of her stomach. She licked the ketchup out of the
corner of her mouth. She lost her heels in Mulder’s car but didn’t care. She
licked the salt from the fries off of her fingers and felt his eyes on
She said, still feeling the liquid courage. She looked into his piercing
Scully?” He said gently.
you would finally kiss me.”
tossed and turned on the couch. He had carried a very drunk and tired Scully to
his bed and had tucked her in. He left her with a glass of water and two
aspirins for when she would wake up. Mulder laid on the leather couch; his feet
hanging off the end slightly. Mulder, finally giving up on sleep, flicked on
his television to a low budgeted science fiction movie. He tried to focus, he
really did, but all he could think about was what Scully had said to him.
She wants me to kiss her. Did she say that
because she was drunk? Did Scully feel the same way? I mean…I want to kiss her
more than anything. I mean, fuck. I could still feel her hands on my chest and
squeezing my arm. She burned those feelings into my memories and she knew it.
sighed heavily with his thoughts and turned away from the television, staring
back at the Leather couch, “Fine,” Mulder muttered to himself, “You want me to
kiss you Scully that is exactly what you will get.”
winced at the sunlight that was coming through the windows. She felt tired even
though the angry red letters told her it was noon. She felt the dull ache of a
headache as she sat up, realizing where she was. In Mulder’s apartment. Horror
and embarrassment washed through her body as she realized what possibly could
turned her head and saw her purse sitting on his night stand table along with
two aspirin and a glass of water. She pulled back his blanket and felt relief
wash through her body as she found herself fully clothed. Scully took the two
aspirin and drank the full glass of water before she wandered out into his
She called out. The only sound that answered her was the bubbling fish tank. Scully
could feel her feet getting cold. She pieced together that Mulder had gotten her;
however she didn’t know if Lauren was safe or where the fuck her shoes went.
She jumped as his door opened. She looked as Mulder as he came.
noticed her heels dangling off of his fingers of one hand and in the other, a
tray holding two coffees and a brown bag was clenched between teeth with grease
stains already blossoming all over the bag, “Let me help you Mulder.” She said
and took the tray of coffee. She offered a sheepish smile as he placed her
heels on his floor.
you,” Mulder responded after taking the bag out of his mouth. He walked towards
the couch after nudging the door shut with his foot. A thick awkwardness
settled between them as he sat the greasy bag on his table. He swallowed the
lump in his throat forcing the words out before they got stuck to his teeth, “Did
you mean it Scully?” He asked.
felt herself pause before setting the coffee down on the table, “What…uhm…what
exactly are you talking about Mulder?” She replied; nervous to meet his eyes
that she felt on her.
want me to kiss you?” Mulder asked bluntly.
her spine to straighten as she made eye contact with Mulder, “Mulder…I…I was
closed the distance between their bodies in the matter of two strides before he
pushed her up against the wall gently. His eyes were dark with emotions as he
looked into her piercing blue gaze. A hint of fear was in her eyes with
something else that he couldn’t quite read, “Do you want me to kiss you?”
Drunken words is the truth that you
normally wouldn’t speak. Scully thought to herself. She knew that
she must have said that to Mulder, “Yes,” Her answering coming out in a heavy
was the opposite of how Mulder had ever planned on kissing her. He slid his
hand to the small of her back, pulling her body flush to his before he dipped
his head as he pulled her chin up simultaneously and kissed her. Her lips felt
soft against his.
had kept her eyes open. She couldn’t believe that she was kissing Mulder. This
was something that she had fantasized about for a very long time. She closed
her eyes as he ran his warm tongue along her lower lip. She willingly obliged
to him as his hands squeezed her hips with a tighter grip.
tasted like salt and the earthiness of sunflower seeds. Scully knew she
probably tasted like stale booze and from the dryness in the back of her
throat, cigarettes as well. She felt her back being pressed into the wall as
their tongues danced.
slipped her hands underneath his shirt, groaning as she traced his abdomen. She
realized how well his body was defined. A groan slipped through her lips as he
pulled up her shirt, his fingers grazing her breasts.
looked appreciatively at her red lace clad skin. The color clashed against her
milky-white flesh beautifully, “Did you have plans last night?” He quipped with
a smirk on his lips. He ran his fingers along her flushed cheeks.
Scully remarked before pulling his lips to hers again. She couldn’t get enough
of him already. She felt his fingers in her hair. He heard her deep inhales of
breath as he unhooked her bra. He lowered his body, kissing the salt from her
body as he found her nipple.
She groaned as he flicked his tongue over her nipple. She ran her fingers
through his hair as she felt herself growing wetter by the minute.
enjoyed the feeling of her playing with his hair as he left a wet trail to find
her other nipple. He shift his hips as his pants started to grow uncomfortably
tight. He pulled away with a pop and looked at Scully, admiring the lust in her
hooded eyes and the way her entire body was flush. He took off his own shirt
and dropped it to the floor.
captured her lips with his own, as he lifted her up. He felt her arms tighten
around him as her legs wrapped around his waist. He could feel the heat
radiating from her core as her breasts pressed against him. He moaned as he
carried her to his bed. He gently laid her out. He pushed her skirt upwards.
smirked as he groaned. She was wearing matching red lacy panties. She sighed
gently; encouraging him to keep going. She was becoming putty under his strong,
kneading fingers. She felt her hips lurch when he ran his fingers up her
dripping slit, “Oh fuck! Mulder!”
that if he kept going this way, he would end up ejaculating into his pants;
that was the last way he ever wanted his first time with Scully to be. He
unbuttoned his pants; pushing his jeans down along with his boxers. He saw
Scully’s look of approval and grew harder, if that was even possible. He ran
his hands over her smooth thighs and pulled off her panties.
pulled her to him, feeling him bounce against her stomach as the kissed. She
ran her fingers down his abdomen before guiding him to her entrance. She felt
his hips meet hers as their bodies meshed together perfectly. She groaned as
their bodies created friction against each others. Scully tasted the salt off
of his skin as he nipped at her shoulder.
moans filled the room as they truly experienced each other for the first time.
She groaned his name as her stomach clenched. She wasn’t faking it this time as
her nails dug into his shoulders. His warm breath danced across her skin as he
moaned her name. He felt like he was surrounded by happiness. Nothing had ever
felt this good to Mulder. He tried to hold out. He wanted to last longer for
Scully. When her body squeezed him tightly, Mulder groaned her name.
a moment before Mulder finally pulled away from her and laid on his back. He
was smiling just as dreamily as Scully. He pulled her into his side and felt
her leg wrap around his as she curled her body into his. They were molded
together perfectly as Mulder felt her fingers drawing abstract patterns on his
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“Grilled” by Esterita Austin. The tag says it was made in 2016, but I think it’s wrong.
Two years ago I took a workshop with Esterita on monoprinting sheers, and I remember this piece from her slide show. This was the rusted, twisted grill on an antique car that she took a photo of, and thought it would make a great composition for an art quilt.
This piece was done by painting on baking parchment, then laying a sheet of Misty Fuse on top of the dried painting and then a layer of sheer organza, ironing them together, and then lifting it off the paper in one piece. Most of the paint transfers, and the little bits that don’t transfer only add to the distressed look of the rusty car. It’s a very fun and satisfying technique!
Photo taken at AQS Quilt Week Daytona Beach, Florida, 2017.