Gravity Falls Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He lunged, shadows lashing outward like chains, catching her wrist at the last instant. The crack widened. The ground beneath them—a floor that didn’t exist—crumbled into spiraling dust. Wind roared around them, dragging at their hair, their clothes, their breath. Aria clung to Erevan, her free hand fisting in the front of his coat. “What’s happening?” “It’s collapsing,” he shouted over the roar. “It’s already too unstable—Aria, if we fall into that—” He didn’t finish. He didn’t have to.

I rolled us, and we toppled over the edge of the path. I reached out to sink my claws into the walls and immediately panicked when Alek wrapped his arm around me. I let out a panicked shriek as I clawed at the wall before giving up and wrapping myself around him. I wanted to beg him to save us, but the pressure of gravity as we were falling was too much for me to scream. Suddenly, our free fall stopped, and I looked up at him, clinging to him tightly so I didn’t fall. He was my only anchor as we hung in the air. I swallowed hard and didn’t miss the way his eyes dropped to my neck, watching it flex.

He tightened his grip on her hand, the fire roaring around them—but the pit kept widening, and the threads pulled stronger. Above them, the double’s smile lit up like a lantern in the darkness: “Fall! And when you wake up, you'll wear my face.” The floor crumbled beneath them— And they plunged.

"He’s dragging us back to a version of the story where we’re still Victims!" ​The Gravity of the Anchor ​The Respiration plummeted through a tunnel of "Scrapped Scenes." Nora watched in horror as the viewport showed them flying backward past the Colosseum of Critics, past the Nebula of the Drafts, and straight toward the dark, jagged maw of the Abyssal Anchor.

Repugnance and anger brewed like ingredients in a hot cauldron. Indignantly bellicose, I whipped around like a poked viper and shoved him off. My foot slipped at the edge of the cave from the impact as both our bodies separated. I stumbled backwards. My pulse skyrocketed. A scream clogged my throat as I plummeted down the cliff. Gravity seized me into a fall and I knew what awaited me were the harsh angular rocks below. Fresh tears streamed harder, and I closed my eyes in dread. Valen― I―. -

extraordinary strength filled me right as I was lying down, I jerked up, and the first thought that raced in my head was, Gracielia! "Come on Gracielia… get up!" I hurled her, tossing her like a coin, but Gracielia refused to move. "Noooooo!!!!!!" A loud growl escaped my lips as I shook her rigorously, aggressively. The sudden lively atmosphere abruptly turned sour, the sun was sinking toward the horizon, the pitiless white ball now an angry orange. Shadows slipped up the rocks as though the world were drowning in darkness; deepening shadows made it a city of ghosts, barely visible in the fading lights, with darkness surrounding us.

I shrug casually, “Most people to me are creepy and so are a few old people, so you can take it as a compliment.” “You think I’m old?” He knows he’s heard me answer this question for more than a thousand times, but I think he just can’t help asking again. I stare at him for a moment, placing my attention on him and forgetting to mind my steps. I placed my foot down wrongly and I slip off the balcony with a loud cry accompanying my fall. My eyes close, but as I’m almost about to hit the ground, I feel gravity stop and I stay in the air. After a while of probably wondering how I suddenly beat the falling law, I open my eyes and look at him.

Hunnie I close my eyes and push myself out of Kris's arms. Hoping to get my barrier to quickly and smoothly glide up and through the air, feel my body become light as we are all whipped back up to the back of my barrier. Kris gets to his feet first and helps me up. There was no gravity in my dark ball, so the fall didn't hurt but I was anxious to hurry and get away from the castle. A famine roar and yell, along with a short screech fills my ears as I looked around on where to go.

“Grab onto the other one. Please!” Honestly, slowly falling off is making me scared of dying now. So I reach Anya’s right arm. She counts from one to three before she pulls me upwards. She caught me not too far from the edge so it was easier for me to reach the ground. We are both panting, though Anya’s very audible. I lift my head and I met Anya’s gaze. I realize that Anya is laying on the ground, while I was laying down on her. I gulp. Her natural brown eyes reflect the moon in the sky. Another gulp before I turn away from her and hit the ground. I left my eyes stuck on the sky. The stars are winking at me like it’s trying to seduce me. And oh I’m so turned on.

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.