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#Dipper & Mabel's Parents
nico-moist-moses · 4 months
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Please don't take mental health advice from the emotionally constipated man, Dipper
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older pacifica, mabel, and dipper designs bc i was bored
haven't drawn these kids in a loong time so i was having fun revisiting old headcanons
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Since I’m rewatching Gravity Falls I keep thinking about headcanons that have been around for ages and how they’d be once they’re older. I know these are probably old headcanons that everyone knows about but I just love them.
Like I 100% believe that they’d end permanently finding places in Gravity Falls because their old home doesn’t feel right anymore.
I also believe that when Mabel ends up getting married once she’s older she ends up keeping her last name and her partner takes her name. Dipper also ends up being her man of honour and Wendy, Candy and Grenda are her bridesmaids.
She would also 100% ask Stan to give her away and her dad would be super supportive of it because he knows that she’s really bonded with Stan and Ford over the years and it’s her wedding so it’s her choice.
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tswwwit · 6 months
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i’m sooo curious on bill meeting dipper’s parents. i think i remember you mentioning at one point they kinda sucked and treated dip especially bad. i’m sure that’s caused a lot of his long term mental health/self esteem issues and i can’t help but think his husband wouldn’t be too thrilled about that. also they don’t even know he’s married so that’s a whole other thing lol
In the Familiar AU, Dipper's parents shipped him and Mabel off to Grunkle Stan back when they were twelve, actually!
This was initially excused as the twins 'needing to get used to having magic'. Which makes sense! Magical puberty is a heck of a thing, and getting some training's useful to cut down on random magic surges.
But by the end of the summer, they hadn't made any plans for picking the kids up. This when Stan twigged to the real situation.
And by the end of that year, Dipper knew his 'paranoid' assumption was absolutely correct.
So the twins grew up in Gravity Falls, with only very occasional visits back 'home'. Contact's been sporadic, and Mabel's been the one who's clung more to their parent's attention. Dipper hasn't spoken to them unless forced to in years.
So yeah! Bill's not exactly thrilled with the parents - but lucky for them, they haven't met him yet! And they definitely don't know about the marriage. Much less anything else.
#answers#In summary: The twins' parents found out their kids were magical and decided they Just Couldn't Deal with that#They're not magical themselves and giving your kids some Magic Training is a good idea#But at some point you need to actually *take them back*#Which they just. Didn't#Dipper abso-friggin-lutely has a whole mess of issues from that#Abandonment's a big one. Being worth something and good at something? Yep that's an issue right there#Not the least of which is that Mabel as a more Talented and Powerful magic user got more attention when they were still there#Then continued to get more attention via phone call when they weren't#Mabel's got some REALLY rose-colored glasses on about the situation#Dipper sees it for the 'well my kids are freaks but at least one of them is a Cool Freak' it is#That's a fact he's been stewing on for *ages*. A fact bomb that he could theoretically drop on his sister but never did#Needless to say he got the brunt of the Issues™ but Mabel's got her own in turn#I'm also betting there's more than a dash of homophobia in their parents considering their reaction just to Magic#So the parents aren't going to be very thrilled about either of their partners#In my head I picture the parents wanting a Totally Picturesque Family#And creating the visual of one is easier if you only have Pictures of the kids instead of them being there and being themselves#In summary: Yeah The Parents Suck#I started a fic for this once and I still intend to write one but that's a later type of project#I gotta have the right start for it to flow well
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spoopdeedoop · 2 years
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self-indulgent trans dipper comic because i felt sad and i like to project on my comfort characters
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a-blip-of-billdip · 2 months
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we need more ford haters in this fandom. this dude is a fucking loser. it has nothing to do with him being a nerd, and everything to do with him being a borderline narcissist who has ruined the lives of every single person he's come in contact with
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millenianthemums · 5 months
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fucking sucks how sleeping too much makes you more tired. like what am i supposed to do then. go to sleep? buddy that’s how i got INTO this mess
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myownheadcannons · 8 months
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So, I’ve seen a lot of trans Dipper and trans Mabel stuff. I would like to raise you; both of the twins are trans and one day when they came out to each other the two of them switched names and made themselves look like each other. Everyone who knew them at the time knew the difference (they are very different people) but nobody cared enough to do anything about it and so the twins feel like they’ve fooled everyone. Over time everyone just kind of… forgot about it, and their parents have been very supportive to them about everything.
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mocury-moto · 1 year
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i dont think there was a single cis person in gravity falls actually
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incomingalbatross · 5 months
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mymanyfandomramblings · 7 months
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Hi! I don't remember if anyone, including me, asked this, but do you have any headcanon about Dipper and Mabel's parents? And also Shermie?
Nobody's actually asked me about this yet, but I'm happy to talk about my headcanons.
Shermie is seven years older than the twins, and was essentially a third parent to them growing up (there is a fanfic about him coming eventually). Shermie was also Caryn's favourite son, although she tried not to be obvious about it. He also fought in the Vietnam war. Shermie moved to California shortly after Stan's 'death', when his eldest, David (Dipper and Mabel's father) was fourteen and his twin daughters were ten. David went on to study archaeology and eventually married Laura Adamson, and several years later, Dipper and Mabel were born.
My headcanons when it came to deciding David and Laura's personalities were to make it very obvious where Dipper and Mabel's personalities came from. David really loves archaelogy, and Dipper and Mabel both inherited the trait of intense obsessiveness from their father. David is also more introverted, preferring his own company or just the company of the people he loves, whereas Laura is an extreme extrovert (and yes, their great romance started with her extrovert-adopting this dorky introvert). Laura is a paramedic, and although this is a challenging job, she's not someone who can just sit around while bad things happen, as she's definitely a very protective, 'doing' person, and is the one who Dipper inherited the protective trait from.
The parents don't have favourites among their children, as Dipper and Mabel gravitate to different parents for different things. Mabel tends to confide things in her mother, whereas her father is the one she goes to talk about her random thoughts (as they are both quirky conversationists). Dipper meanwhile talks to his father about their shared interests (they both like sci-fi and fantasy), whereas he appreciates the fact that his mother is slightly less weird than the rest of the family (i.e. she will also roll her eyes at Mabel's antics occasionally). The Pines family is a very weird and very loving family.
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eldragon-x · 1 year
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Being a Pacifica Northwest enjoyer is sad because the episode that develops her the most is such a good episode overall that sets up things for the next plot-heavy episodes but the next time she has a significant role it's in the series finale where she's just reverted to a snobby meangirl again as if all that didn't happen.
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sorrowfulwill · 8 months
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Yknow now that I think about it the gleeful twins aren’t that “villainous” Atleast in my au
They’re just teenagers who don’t know how to be cool or fit in with their newfound fame so they make fun of others to bring their self esteem down so they can topple them in some sort of popular kid hierarchy but in that they loose some of their own self esteem but instead of asking for help they blame their problems on everyone else and keep trying to bring down others so they feel cooler and repeat cycle
All of that is gonna come crashing down on them once something major happens.
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tswwwit · 8 months
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Just imagining Dipper's parents finally trying to get their shit together and rekindle their relationship with the twins after several years of almost no contact, only to show up in town and 1. Dipper doesn't recognize them at first, and 2. When they remind him who they are, his brain scrambles for a second because, in his head, his "Dad" is already in the shack, scamming groups of tourists for loose change. He nearly goes, "huh? But my dad is-," and points to the shack, before catching up with his brain and realizing who he's talking to
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birchisnotokay · 2 years
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so uh cool frames for an animatic
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the videos in my YouTube and idk if thisll work but here's the animatic ig
[ the name 'a Tale of Two Stars' is by inspired/based @cbmagus49 's !! ]
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darkspine10 · 5 months
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GF Fanfic - Fallout
Dipper and Mabel Vs. The Past (42,392 words) by darkspine10
Chapters: 9/9
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Rating: Teen and Up
“Now… pull.”
Bang!
The crackers burst open all around the dinner table as the Pines family pulled them apart in unison. At the head of the table, Dipper cheered. “Wahey! Nice one, Merrise.”
She was clutching the larger half of the paper cracker, eagerly pulling out the gift inside. She found a green paper crown and put it on. It fit snugly on her bald head. She continued rummaging around. “Ooh, there’s a little spinning top.” She flicked her wrist, sending the wooden toy careening past her plate of turkey slices. Dipper grabbed it as it fell off the edge of the table.
“It’s a dreidel actually, but close enough.” He sent it going again so it spun in place between himself and Merrise. Wendy, sitting in her high-chair beside her sister, was transfixed by the spinning motion.
Dipper’s own dinner plate was loaded down with dumplings and a noodle dish, the same as his sister’s. Pacifica and Merrise’s grandparents had the same as her, turkey alongside mashed potatoes and cooked vegetables, while Zera was sustained on a plate that consisted entirely of sushi. When asked by Mrs Pines if that was akin to cannibalism, Zera had simply flashed her pearly whites and bitten down on a shrimp puff.
Zera was now holding the floppy remains of the cracker she’d pulled with Mabel, looking at it like something was missing. She’d got the short end. “What are these things anyway?”
“It’s a human seasonal tradition, in some parts of the planet at least,” Pacifica explained. She was sitting opposite, wearing a contented tipsy grin. The Christmas sherry she’d partaken in was already having an effect. “Forget about it. You’ll learn the ropes soon enough. I mean, I needed Mason to explain what taxes were when I was 17 for crying out loud, there’s always something new to discover.”
“It’s not a human tradition. It’s an old family tradition!” Mr Pines thumped his chest, and Mrs Pines and the twins gave a chorus of ‘Pines!’. “Some of Mary’s older generations lived in London before emigrating and they brought it over with them.”
“Humans are weird,” Merrise giggled, drawing a smile from her aunt Zera and lighthearted complaints from everyone else sitting around the table.
Dipper hushed them all by clinking a fork against his glass. “Quiet down everyone. If I could have a moment of your time-”
“Boo, no speech!” Mabel jeered. “We did that last time we met up. No talk, only eat!”
“I won’t be long Mabes, jeez.” She pouted, but quieted down nonetheless. “Thank you. On this day two years ago, Mabel, Pacifica, and myself were in India. We’d meet Zera for the first time only a few days later, and hadn’t even begun our journey into the multiverse where we met Merrise.” His thumb played with the neck of his glass. “Now to have you all here, with no disguises, fully revealed at my parents’ table, it’s… like a dream come true. Cheers!” He downed his sherry. Everyone raised their glasses in toast, though Merrise only had fruit juice to toast with. “So Merry Christmas to all of you goobers! Happy Hanukkah! Xochtil Assura Tengosa Mulakht to my daughter! Am I saying all that right, Sixer?”
“Eh, close enough, Dad,” she replied, already back to wolfing down her food. It wasn’t often she ate so readily, still coming to terms with the lingering effects of having had to scrounge for scraps and make her food last. Today must be a happy day for her indeed.
Down the table, Mr Pines had Journal 9 open and was reading snippets between each bite. Dipper had penned a new entry after they’d all got back from the power plant safely. The page was dominated by a detailed sketch of Errata “So,” he said, swallowing, “run it past me again, son. Where exactly did this fella disappear to anyway?”
Mabel flashed an annoyed look. “Dad, we agreed, no journal biz at the table until dessert.”
“Heck, I’m a curious man, pumpkin. All these stories in here are exciting. I want to soak it all up as quickly as possible.”
“There’ll be plenty of time for late-night reading later,” Mrs Pines said, as she furtively glanced at Journal 3 open on the table next to her. Mr Pines chuckled, but threw a questioning look at Dipper.
“Honestly Dad, it’s one of those things even I don’t know.”
“A vanishingly small pool, I’m sure you’d say.” Pacifica rested her chin on her steepled fingers, smugly satisfied with herself.
“I guess we were lucky,” Mabel said, spinning a pair of chopsticks around a particularly slippery noodle. “It all got wrapped up pretty nicely. Errata was made out of all of Dipper’s paranoia and conspiracy junk written in the journals, so all he had to do was get over his hang-ups and embrace a little loss of control. Errata’s chaos was the problem and the solution.”
“You could write an undergrad psychology paper about it,” Pacifica teased.
Mrs Pines gripped Dipper’s hand across the table. “I know it’s taboo to be talking about New Year’s when Christmas isn’t even halfway over, but I was wondering what your plans were? Jetting off back home?”
Zera answered first. “May and I were thinking of taking advantage of the winter weather, going on a ski trip somewhere.”
“Aunt Mabel, skiing? With her hand-eye coordination?” Merrise sniggered. “I would pay money to watch that.”
“You scamp,” Mabel said fondly. “What about you, Dip, Paz?”
“I think a few quiet days at home before the holidays end would be very pleasant,” Dipper said. “Besides, I know our job prospects are a tad fluid at the moment but Merrise has school starting up again in a few weeks. We’ve got some extracurricular homeschool lessons planned to help her catch up.”
“I have to do math, at home!” Merrise visibly slumped in her seat. “Can you believe it? I wish I could stay here in Piedmont longer.”
“And we’d love to have you,” Mrs Pines said warmly.
“Whatever happens,” Dipper said, “my new year’s resolution is to meet up with Mom and Dad way more often. Either we drive down to Piedmont or you travel up north, both work. I’ve missed having you two in my life.”
“It would be nice. Maybe you could show us some of those magical creatures you write so eloquently about in these journals.”
“Well, we’ll… take it slow.” Dipper grimaced. Telling his parents the truth seemed like an appealing idea on paper; introducing them directly was another kettle of fish. Though if his father could nonchalantly accept a Cycloptopus and his mother could be intrigued to encounter the denizens of Gravity Falls then maybe he was worried over nothing.
Mr Pines sat back in his chair. “I’d certainly love to see what I missed, catch up with all the sights from the last time I was there. Reading all about your experiences reminds me why I sent you twins there in the first place. Even back then I always felt there was something special about Gravity Falls.”
“It certainly is a special place,” Dipper said, smiling over the memories.
“Though don’t think we aren’t a little aggrieved that you didn’t come up with the idea of talking to us sooner,” Mrs Pines said, slightly harshly. “We’ve missed you the same way you’ve missed us.”
“You shouldn’t blame him too much,” Pacifica said, surprising both Mabel and Dipper with her earnestness. “He was an opinionated teenager who thought he knew best, but his heart was in the right place.”
Mrs Pines nodded. “And anyway,” she flashed a wicked grin, “I want to try out some of these magic spells Mabel keeps telling us about. They sound like a lot of fun.”
After they’d all finished eating, full of food and good spirits, the Pines retired to the living room to hand out presents. Undisturbed in the corner, Waddles and Apep wore new matching green sweaters knitted specially by Mabel for the season. They started by lavishing their attention on Merrise, since it was her first proper Christmas celebration. Her grandparents hadn’t known her interests beforehand, but she appreciated the glitter paint kit and light-up planetarium globe (with the Pines having hedged their bets and got what Dipper or Mabel probably would have enjoyed as kids, since they had nothing better to go on). Merrise had her toy T-Rex as a more personal gift in any case.
For Wendy, too young to appreciate gifts for herself, Mr and Mrs Pines supplied old baby clothes from the twins’ youth. Pacifica didn’t want to seem rude, so accepted the gifts despite her smile hiding her pain at the fact another of her kids would be doomed to poor fashion choices.
As an olive branch for the decade-long deceptions, Mabel had put together a thick scrapbook for her parents, her own equivalent to the journals. The photos within didn’t cover any of the supernatural incidents they’d encountered, but rather focused on personal moments of the last few years, giving Mr and Mrs Pines a window into the casual normality of their lives alongside magic and aliens.
With the presents all handed out, the family spent an hour regaling each other with some of their favourite dramatic events or strange creatures written in the journals, with Mabel in particular doing a complex recreation of Weirdmageddon where she provided the voices of every single person involved. Her Bill Cipher was scarily accurate to Dipper and Pacifica’s ears. Mr and Mrs Pines listened, at times enraptured and incredulous depending on the events being described. It would take them both a long time to fully process quite how weird their children’s lives had been.
As the light outside fell, Mabel had wanted to revive an old tradition of watching classic Christmas cartoon specials, but was disappointed to find that no channel was showing any she remembered. Both she and Zera ended up chilling with her dad, watching the train videos he liked to zone out too. Mabel’s eyelids closed as a steam train chugged along somewhere in snow-blanketed Europe.
Dipper kept Merrise entertained and awake by trying to explain that the seasons were reversed in the southern hemisphere, a fact that she couldn’t get her head around at first. Dipper had to resort to shining a flashlight on one of the baubles hanging from the Christmas tree to properly get the point across. By the end of the night she drifted to sleep curled up on the couch, clutching both her llama and T-rex toys tightly.
Well into the night Mabel and Zera dazzled Mr and Mrs Pines with displays of minor magic. Making small light orbs or other non-taxing spells. Dipper even added a few of his own, though his skills weren’t nearly as honed as the others. Pacifica, pleasantly hypnotised into sleep by the colourful magical lights, drifted off into a sherry coma. Zera volunteered to put Wendy to bed upstairs, herself ready to sleep after all showing off her magic all evening.
In the end the twins were left awake with their parents. For the first time in ages they were together as they’d been all those years ago. Dipper kept himself from falling asleep by sketching the scene in the living room, capturing the Christmas tree, his sleeping wife and daughter, Mabel crouching on the floor, and his parents sitting side-by-side. He knew this moment wouldn’t last forever. But tonight was long enough to appreciate it.
Dipper Pines had no more problems
Dipper Pines had told the truth.
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