Gravity Falls Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“You still have time to worry about each other. Let’s think about that once we get back home.” “You are right. Let’s go back. Can you remember the way out?” Lance lifted his chin and said, “Of course. What do you take me for?” “A man who almost lost his consciousness after seeing a ghost.” “Hey! That… It’s your fault. Why were you crawling in the ground by the way? That was creepy.” “I did not crawl. I fell.” “With your hair down?” “That’s because of gravity! Have you ever seen a person fall with her hair turning upward?”

Kimora: (Briefly noticing a hand as she fainted from the force of the winds and the shock of her about to fall to her death. (As they are falling, he scoops the girl up like a child and manuevers his body. With himself now underneath her. They begin falling at ~350mph for 8 seconds due to the increased gravity of the planet. His body slowly begins to ignite into flames six seconds in. Even so, he only smirks as he thinks to himself "This person may have a chance".) Dantzler: "Well, shit." (Quickly taking action within one second exactly he shoves her as hard as he can off of his body upwards, just before they hit the ground with him cushioning her fall. A loud crunch is heard as he hits the

"Take my hand—grab my hand—" Her fingers found my wrist. I pulled. The roots shifted. What had been a cradle became a mouth. The interwoven leaves, never meant to bear weight, tore away from the walls of the hollow in a slow, sickening cascade, and I felt the ground beneath me tilt—felt the world tip sideways—and then we were both falling, swallowed by the dark together, the fireflies above us the last thing I saw before the earth closed over our heads.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

Small shards of obsidian lifted from the floor, floating toward the ceiling. Leo felt it too. He gripped the throne, his feet losing their purchase on the mercury-slicked boards. "Mommy! I'm falling up!" I felt the structural failure of my own anchor. My legs, fused into the bedrock, were being yanked by an invisible force from above. The mountain wasn't holding me anymore. The moon was pulling me home. Ga-chi. Ga-chi.

Truly, utterly alone for the first time since… since before him. I tumbled through a kaleidoscope of fractured realities. I saw worlds of crystal and song, worlds of molten rock and screaming fire, worlds that were nothing but mathematical concepts given form. I was a ghost at an infinite window, watching a billion stories unfold without a single one to anchor me. Then, gravity found me. It was a different pull than the one that had drawn us to the Wildwood. This was crude, desperate, and hungry. I was falling, not through space, but through layers of reality, drawn downward by a terrible, familiar weight.

I put my hand around her face and got the ball of light back and suddenly I felt my back get a bit heavy and my eyes glow as I yell "Angel's arch!!" She screams at it burns her and suddenly I'm lifted off the ground but it's not anyone holding me, I'm lifting myself. I turn and look at my back and the feeling leaves me and my eyes go back to normal "HOLY CRAP!?" I lose my focus and the wings disappear making me start to fall to the ground "Aaaaah!" I covered my eyes and just then someone catches me and holds me close. "Shhhh it's ok M'lady I'm here now"

One image froze her breath—Vanessa and Brandon framed together, the angle tight enough to suggest intimacy that hadn’t existed. Julia sat on the edge of the bed, phone trembling in her hand. Outside, rain began to fall. And somewhere, the narrative shifted again.

Her silver hair didn't fall; it drifted around her face like smoke in a stagnant room. "I can't—Victor, the weight. It’s gone." She reached for him, her fingers brushing the air. Her wedding ring slipped off her finger. It didn't clatter. It hovered between them, a small gold circle mocking the laws of the world. "The sensors are flatlining. Gravity isn't just fluctuating. It’s shutting off."

And so, Archer eventually gave in and let Leo stuff him full every night. Not just at the dinner table, but also in bed. … Leo was pretty satisfied with the progress he was making with stealing Archer's heart. He made sure to cater to Archer's every whim and fancy. It was to the point that Archer got so used to Leo's presence that he'd feel uneasy whenever Leo wasn't there next to him. Initially, Leo thought that he was close to winning Archer over. However, Gavin suddenly brought him some bad news. Archer's best friend, Lucas Grayson, whom Archer had grown up with, just returned from overseas. He had invited Archer to a hotel that night.