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sleepingdeath-light · 10 months
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medium s/o hcs ; dipper & ford
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requested by ; anonymous (02/06/22)
fandom(s) ; gravity falls
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; dipper pines, stanford pines
outline ; “HIIIIIII can i req dipper and stanford pines with an s/o that is a medium? like can see and speak with ghosts and other supernatural things and is vv superstitious?”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
dipper pines
initially dipper had brushed off your superstitions as a matter of upbringing
he’d met many people over the years who absentmindedly threw leftover salt over their shoulder or who veered around ladders out of habit — so, to him, you were far from abnormal in that regard
granted your superstitions were a bit more specific than most and you were a bit more insistent on him abiding by them (at least when you were together) than most — but he just brushed it off as one of your eccentricities
i mean he spends most of his days studying the supernatural so far beyond him to judge someone for trying to protect themselves
then you sat him down and told him about your gift and that’s when everything clicked into place
the knocking on doors before entering any room — even the ones you knew were empty
the refusal to whistle at night — and your scolding of him for doing so
the refusal to enter older buildings
you could see the dead and didn’t want to disturb them — it made so much sense now
he’d question you about your abilities — limits, experiences and what exactly you can and cannot do — and write them all down in his own notebook
and he’d default to you and your experiences when dealing with hauntings going forwards to minimise any upsetting of the dead
but beyond that he wouldn’t treat you any different
he’d just be more open with you about his studies, share in your superstitions and occasionally ask for your help or guidance where needed
and unless you want him to do something else with your gift, he won’t, and things will stay largely the same
stanford pines
your relationship likely only happened because of your gift — with the two of you meeting and becoming colleagues in studying the supernatural after ford heard of your talents and specifically tracked you down
of course for most of the time you knew him ford had been relatively dismissive and business oriented — not forming much of a personal bond so much as he was looking for your insight as a partner, as an equal, in his studies
and you hadn’t minded, merely insisting that he follow your instructions and doesn’t go against your superstitions when with you
it was a small ask and he readily complied, valuing the input of a medium far more than any pride or similar stigma that would have prevented him from going along with your instructions
you were effectively a coauthor for his journals, helping him gain the trust of these creatures, these entities, these communities to aid in a more thorough observation
helping him cross barriers in language and existence with lots of patience and your talent as an underlying foundation to it all
and, as time went on, the two of you inevitably got close enough to form the very beginnings of a romantic relationship
so close that your routines and habits start to mesh together so closely that you memorise his coffee order by heart and he never thinks twice about tossing that handful of salt over his shoulder or broadening his step so he avoids a crack in the pavement
closely intertwined and in love and awkward but it’s perfect for you both — you with your superstitions and him with his sciences
and you’re perfect for each other, sticking by for as long as you can — and returning to that old routine even after those years spent apart when he was lost in that void
but, still, you can recite his formulae off by heart and he pauses at the sight of a black cat or a leaning ladder — avoiding them no matter how much his brother and grandniblings tease him for it
because he knows better — he knows you
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bomber-grl · 2 months
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Dipper Pines x Drop dead gorgeous!reader
Pairing(s): Dipper Pines x Gn!Reader
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Dipper is awe struck when he sees you for the first time
I mean the first few interactions between you two consisted of a very flushed Dipper and usually only ever did he interact with you if someone else was near
Particularly Mabel since she probably became your friend first
Yknow, because of obvious reasons
Anyway the inevitable happens and you two start dating
One thing to mention is how exhaust replaced dippers initial giddiness as soon as Stan and Mabel found out you two were finally together
They continuously teased the two of you and especially dipper when you weren’t around
Particularly because of how many people were lined up to date you and he somehow happened to be the “lucky one”
Stan and Mabel obviously used this to make sorta harmful jokes about how they didn’t know why you chose him
He obviously knew to ignore these said “jokes”
He’s pretty much learned to do so
This sorta plants seeds of doubt in his mind and a bit more humiliating, he becomes a little too self aware
More than he’d like
When the two of you get together and do your usual nerdy adventure hangouts (as Mabel and Stan like to call it) you take note of how distant he is
It’s sorta hard not to
But when you decide to bring it up he deflects so badly and eventually lets you know what’s been going on
He’s pretty embarrassed about the whole ordeal
Of course he decides to just tell you especially if you’re persistent and you reassure him it’s alright
Usually when the two of you are walking around town you two are constantly getting teased and called cute together
It’s sort of endearing in your eyes but it’s easy to tell that dippers embarrassed
He actually likes that it’s known you’re together but let’s be real here, he’s new to being in a relationship so he’s easily flustered
Let’s continue shall we?
You’re usually scouted by modeling companies and when you let dipper know after a particularly harsh encounter with a model scout? He honestly believes you
Although that doesn’t exactly reassure him- if only it worries him
Literally makes him sorta scared you’d be kidnapped by the gnomes to be their new “bride”
(Bride in quotations because even if you’re not a girl dipper doesn’t doubt that the Gnomes could care less if you are, as long as you’re beautiful I guess)
So besides the constant business cards you get and constant teasing, you also get asked out
A LOT
Guys and girls and everyone in between (or outside) ask you out all the same and if dipper were any more insecure it would not work out
Plus this continuously humbles him each time he works up the confidence to be more bold 💀
Not to mention how the SUPERNATURAL falls for you
He’s not surprised, again but DAMN he gets it
Everyone wants you 💀
Well besides all those points I’ve made that could be perceived as negative-
Let’s talk about how dipper sees you
I mean you’re an attractive person and he knows it
No you don’t get it, he knows it
He could look at you for hours and not mind
You’re both beautiful inside and out which is why dipper likes you
He really though you’d be those weird stuck up guys Mabel likes or those “popular “ posh” girls like Pacifica
So knowing you’re kind and just goes with whatever dipper needs to do?
Yes that definitely has him caught up with you
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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months
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random fluff hcs ; dipper
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requested by ; anonymous (18/02/22)
fandom(s) ; gravity falls
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; dipper pines
outline ; “Could I request some Dipper Pines x reader fluff? Drabble or headcanons maybe?”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
holds your hand whenever he’s stressed or anxious, always feeling much safer and more confident once he’s made contact with you
he’s a terrible flirt: he stumbles over his words, turns bright red and isn’t able to look at you when he does it — but he tries his best
despite your first date being casual, he showed up in his best clothes because he panicked and wanted to make a good impression
immediately after your first kiss he just said ‘wow’ before stumbling over his words as he realised that it was a silly thing to say
will rant about magic and science for hours, explaining everything in such detail that he paints a crystal clear image in your mind
he gives fantastic massages and will over them alongside a cup of hot chocolate and some of your favourite sweets whenever you’re stressed
your contact name in his phone is ‘(name) 💙’ (he likes blue)
whenever you’re having a rough day and he can’t be there with you for whatever reason, he’ll order your favourite takeout to be delivered to your home and will send you a text saying something along the lines of ‘take care of yourself, i love you’ but in a much geekier way
incredibly sentimental and keeps every card you send him but you’ll never catch him admitting to it
sometimes when he can’t think of something sweet or romantic to say, he’ll send your message to mabel and ask her to brainstorm a response with him
you have matching couple jumpers (mabel made them, obviously)
loves going on walks with you but he also loves staying inside and either watching a film, playing a game or reading together
he wears reading glasses at night and this combined with his plaid pyjamas makes him look like a 20 year old grandfather — he says he doesn’t see it but you certainly do
he’s extremely ticklish on his neck and will try and hide in his shoulders if you try and tickle him
if you kiss him on his birth mark then he’ll turn pink and avert his gaze — he doesn’t do well with being flustered
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sivyera · 2 years
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Could you do dipper pines fluff alphabet?
Thank you for your request, I actually thought about writing this, you sent it in the right time!
Dipper Pines│Fluff Alphabet
PAIRING: Dipper Pines x reader
WARNING: bad grammar
CONTAINS: fluff
SONG: Marlboro Nights - Lonely God
gif is not mine
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A = Attractive. What they find attractive on their s/o?
You smile. He loves when you smile at him. There are many smiles that are just for him, like smile that tell him 'everything's gonna be alright' or lovely smile that shows him how much you love him etc.. It always melts his heart when he see you smile. Truly smile.
B = Beauty. What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
Your hands. I think Dipper have scraped hands because he is in woods searching for mystic creatures etc. So when you hold his hand with your soft, small hand, he feels like the most powerful man in the world. Whenever he is nervous, anxious, sad or angry - you hold his hand and every his doubts disappear.
C = Cuddle. How they cuddle with they s/o?
Dipper loves bury his head into your neck or chest.
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D = Dates. What are dates with them like?
Picnic and study dates are his favourite. First picnic dates; they are most in the woods where is privacy. You two can just stare in each other's eyes for hours, listening birds singing, do nothing. Or watch the clouds and say which cloud reminds you of which animal. Study dates; you two study his journal. Finding new hides messages or just reading about creatures you find there. Study dates are most in his bed.
E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)
'You are my addiction.'
F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?
When you comforted him after Mabel and Stan were teasing him about he's not strong and manly. Dipper isn't one of the strongest man in the world and his muscles/manliness are touchy subject for him. So when he was in his room, little sad, little upset you knock on his door and he (of course) let you in. You sat next to him, grab his hand, draw little circles with your thump on it and ask him what's wrong. He was surprised, no one truly ask him that. He was little embarrassed about telling you, but he knew you would never make fun of him.
G = Gentle. Are they gentle with their s/o?
Yess. Dipper is really gentle with you. One time when you cut your finger with a paper, Dipper ran to you with first aid kit, panicking about that you could bleed out. He is just scared he will lose you. But being gentle with you has one important advantage - if Bill ever gets into Dipper's body again, you will immediately realize that. Trust me Bill wouldn't be gentle with you, not even in Dipper's body.
H = Honesty. Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
At first he didn't tell you everything, just for your safety. But after a few months he realized you are the one he can trust the most. So after a few months he tell you everything. Slowly and patiently, and if you don't understand something he will gladly explain it to you.
I = Impression. First impression/s?
He blushed, but that's everything. You were (and still are) beautiful but he knows he can't judge people by it's cover. So you could be beautiful but you could be a horrible person. But when he get to know you, he realized you are nothing more but perfect.
J = Jealousy. Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
Dipper gets jealous pretty easily but he can hide it. He mostly staring at the person who is flirting with you. He glares at the person and has a 'dangerous' look. After a while he come to you and the person who is making him jealous. Dipper will put his arm around your waist/shoulder and stare at that person. If the person still don't get it, Dipper will walk away with you under the pretext of something important. He become very clingy when he is jealous so give him attention.
K = Kiss. How do they kiss their s/o?  
Such a sweet kisser.
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L = Love Confession. How would they confess to their s/o?
He would come to you (in privacy) and just straight tell you his feeling. Mabel would find out Dipper's big fat crush on you and she would tease him about it. But one time the teasing gone too far and Dipper get angry and said 'fine I'm going to tell Y/N that I love her, happy?' He stand up and go right to you. After he told you, he gets blushed and little embarrassed.
M = Marriage. Do they want to get married? How do they propose?
At first he wasn't really sure, because people could get to him by hurting you. He really cares about you. But he wants to spend the rest of his life with you and be honest his love for you is more powerful than his doubts.
N = Nicknames. What do they call their s/o? 
'Darling, sweetheart.'
O = On Cloud Nine. What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others?
Awkward smiles, blushy cheeks, looking at you with love in his eyes, yes it's very obvious for others. Mabel is teasing him 24/7 about it. He is also very protective and he is not afraid jump headlong into danger to save you.
P = PDA. Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others?
He brags to Mabel cuz she lost a bet. She thought Dipper would never ask you out, because he is too shy and scared. Also he brags to Soos, because you know he's dating the perfect person in the world why wouldn't he brag, don't blame him. But PDA is holding hands, hug you or kiss your cheeks for him.
Q = Quirk. Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.
His voice. His voice can calm you down and you can listen him for hours talking about nothing and everything. His voice is another proof that he is a real Dipper and not Bill or his clons. You know Bill have like 'squeaky' voice.
R = Romance. How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
He is trying but he is more cliche. Don't blame him he never dated someone before you so he is not good with relationships. Mabel helped him lots of times because she is more creative than Dipper. But you love every little thing he do for you, even when it's just picnic or cuddles or watching TV. I can say you both enjoying the time you spend together.
S = Support. Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
He believes in you more than he believes in himself. He is here for you and support you even with the smallest things. He would never make fun of you just because you are scared, because you don't believe in yourself. He is here for you waiting with love, support and patience.
T = Talking. What do they like to talk about? 
His journal. In his journal is so much interesting things and he is so excited and he can talk for hours about nothing. He often lost in his words and thoughts when he is with you. He knows you would never interrupt him or don't look annoyed when he is talking. And that's makes him happy. So happy.
U = Understanding. How good do they know their partner?
He knows you like his journal. He notices the smallest thing because he knows they are important.
V = Value. How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?  
Look, your relationship is the most intimacy thing. Someone can stole his journal or kidnap you/him, but no one and I mean NO ONE can stole his love for you. He will do anything for you and your safety. So your relationship is the most important thing to him.
W = Wild Card. A random Fluff Headcanon.
He gets very clingy when he is jealous. That means - CUDDLES. He loves having his face buried into your neck or chest, legs tangled together with yours and his arms around your waist. He sleeps on the side of the bed which is close to the door, so if anything dangerous get in he would be the first to get hurt.
X = Xylophone. What’s song describe your relationship? 
Sunflower - Post Malone, Swae Lee
Y = Yearning. How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
He copy really bad. He is calling you all the time and when you can't call in the moment he is talking to Mabel telling her how amazing, strong, beautiful,... you are.
Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?
A dog or a hamster.
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Some Monster falls transdimensional ark I mentioned earlier. Ignore the weird background colors
I also made Stan a grizzly bear bc he’s such a mama bear when he thinks no one’s watching :)
We still have a gargoyle Stan, who’s getting tired of flying lessons with Alcor.
(For the record, the one with Wendy freaking out is based on a pintest post that I can’t find anymore, where Wendy was sobbing to Stan about how she ate a deer, and what if she ate Dipper. If I find it, I will try to add it.)
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Dp x Gravity Falls One Shot
(Ford has travelled across multiple dimensions. He has met many beings of various origins and powers. What happens when one of them decides to visit?) ao3
It was just a normal day at the Mystery Shack, where everything was sure to go horribly wrong. The sun was shining. The birds were chirping. Waddles was eating the carpet. Stan was committing tax fraud. Mabel was pouring glitter on her eggs. Dipper was mindlessly shoveling food into his mouth while reading. And Ford was breaking something in the secret basement. All was right in the world, as the family blissfully ignored the looming threat of Bill for the thirty minutes it would take them to eat, trash the kitchen, and start an argument between one of the two pairs of twins. Of course their unique form of domesticity had to be interrupted by a swirling green portal of doom suddenly appearing about the kitchen table, causing frost and wind to send the entire kitchen into chaos. 
"It's Bill!" Dipper shouted. "Gruncle Ford! Bill is attacking!"
"Just try it you yellow floating freak!" Stan yelled as he pulled out a gun from behind the fridge, "Soos protect the merchandise!"
"Yes sir!" Soos shouted as he ran to the gift shop.
"Not today Satan!" Mabel shouted whipping out her crossbow, "Waddles get behind me!"
The pig looked up from the carpet and then returned to his meal. Maniacal laughter poured from the black and green void, as the Pines readied them selves for battle. Ford burst through the door shouting, "Bill! Where? I thought...Oh no!"
"Gruncle Ford! What do we do?! We're not ready!" Dipper cried. 
"Oh Dipper," Ford said somberly, "I'm afraid, that this was caused by something far worse than Bill."
"What?!" the three other Pines screamed. 
"Yes! Something far, far worse. I didn't think he'd ever be able to find me! Not in this dimension! I was a fool! I should have known, that he'd never just leave me alone!"
"Who Gruncle Ford? Who?" Mable pleaded, as the wind picked up and the laughter grew.
"My greatest tormentor! The Ruler of the Infinite Realms! The Ghost King!...Danny Phantom!"
A great flash of light blinded everyone in the kitchen, and there was silence. Slowly, the Pines' recovered their vision, and blinked at their new enemy. It was...a boy. A young down no older than sixteen, or fifteen floating lazily above the table without a care in the world. He was clearly not human with his misty white hair and glowing green eyes, so none of them lowered their weapons. And yet...he seemed so young. His bright smile showed too sharp teeth, but it was full of laughter as he surveyed the kitchen. And in his back and white jumpsuit with the stylized D emblem, he almost looked like a super hero. But what confused the family the most was when, upon seeing Ford, the glowing ghost teen threw up his arms and cried,
"Fordy! How you doin' old buddy old pal! I haven't seen you in ages! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be running from a chaos demon or two?"
"Phantom," Ford said gruffly, as the ghost kid circled his head at a dizzying pace, "Good to see you again. Shouldn't you be running an interdimensional kingdom of infinite proportions?"
If this "Danny" heard the growing aggravation in Ford's voice, he obviously didn't care as he slowed lounge in the air in front of the disgruntled scientist and casually said, "Yeah, well I'm taking a break! Fright Knight can handle things while I'm gone, besides I wanted to catch up on all my old friends. See how their doing! Make sure their not all dead, and such! By the way why are there two of you? Haaaaahh! Did some one clone you against you're well, cause buddy I've been there!"
Stan and the twins exchanged confused looks and then turned to Ford as they all slowly lowered their weapons. Finally Ford sighed and said, "No, Phantom, I was not cloned. This is my twin brother, Stanley. You can call him Stan. And these are my great niece and nephew, Dipper and Mabel. Stan, Dipper, Mabel, this is Danny Phantom. He's...a...friend." 
It was clear that the word was dragged from Ford's lips as if they'd been pulling teeth. But that didn't stop his family from gasping in shock and wonder, at the absolute miracle before them. Ford had a friend, who...wasn't evil! It was incredible! It took a moment for the rest of the family to comprehend the news before Mabel began to squeal like a tea kettle coming to boil. A sound which was quickly followed by her jumping and shouting,
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Hi! I'm Mabel! It rhymes with table! And you are sooo cool! Are you really a ghost? Are you going to kill us? Can we hang out? Do you have a girl friend? I can't believe Gruncle Ford has a friend! Oh my gosh!" 
Danny grinned at the sparkily girl before floating down to he eye level saying, "Hi Mabel, rhymes with table. Yes, I am cool! Yes, I'm a ghost. No I'm not going to kill you. Of course we can hang out! But I do have a girl friend, her name is Sam, and she's the best! And of course I'm Fordy's friend! What else would I be? His enemy?" Phantom let out a roaring laugh at that last comment, but the rest of the family only chuckled nervously as Ford mumbled in annoyance. 
Dipper decided to end the awkwardness by stepping forward while clearing his throat. "Ahem...uh, hi! Mr. Phantom, you're majesty. Um...I'm sorry but do you have time to answer one or two thousand questions about yourself, kingdom, and the multiverse please?" He said eagerly sheepish, as he flipped through his journal and began clicking his pen rapidly. 
"Wow!" Danny said, "Mini Ford, what do you know! and sure kid I can answer a few questions! But now one or two thousand...how about, you think of three questions for each topic. I'll answer them. And then when I come back, you can ask three more! Sound good, kid?" 
"Uh yeah, ok great!" Dipper said, now barley restraining himself from bouncing alongside his sister. 
"Wait!" Ford shouted suddenly desperate, "You're planning on visiting? More than once?!"
"Well, yeah dude!" Danny said as he drifted around the kitchen ceiling in lazy circles. "Like I said you're my friend. And I like to make sure my friends are, you know---not dead! Besides, dude! You're like super old! And I mean like really, really, super duper old! I'm surprised you haven't just keeled over by now, I mean seriously dude! How are you even still alive?" 
Ford groaned as he rubbed his temples, "Phantom how old do you think I am?"
"I don't know!" Danny said with a smirk, "Like thirty?"
Ford growled, but Stan held him back, clearly trying not to laugh. "Oh, come one now poindexter! Lay off the kid, he's just having a laugh!" 
"Stanley," Ford muttered, "Phantom is over four thousand years old! He is the absolute ruler of the afterlife, all after lives! He is the embodiment of balance between life and death! His 'girl friend' is the guardian of nature, meaning that she is technically Mother Nature for the entirety of the multiverse! And this is how he behaves!" 
The brothers looked to where Danny holding Dipper's hat just out of reach while the twins laughed, trying to jump for it. Stan just shrugged his shoulders with a roll of his eyes and said, "A kids and kid, poindexter, no matter what crazy, magical, hoody haw is going on! Besides he seems harmless!"
CRASH!!! Everyone jumped and stared at the broken chandelier lying in the center of a shattered table. Perceiving the adults watching them, all three of the kids shouted,
"Dipper did it!"
"Danny did it!"
"Mabel did it!"
Ford facepalmed with a load smack, as Ford grinned and saying, "Oh this is going to be fun!"
However, before anyone could do anything else, Soos ran in with a broom screaming, "Begone foul daemon! Stay away from my dudes! Dude! In the name of the all powerful spirit of Azerath! begone! Now get! Get! Get!" All while trying to swat Danny with the broom as if her were a spider on the ceiling. 
"Hey!" Danny shouted, "Not cool man! I'm not a daemon! Leave me alone!" 
Stan bellowed in laughter, as the twins tried to get Soos to stop. Which was interrupted by Danny freezing Soos to the floor. Now the three kids, were trying to unfreeze the human gopher, as Stan continued to laugh, and Ford groaned into his hands. "Where's Bill when you need him?" He muttered as he attempted to disappear into the basement. It was going to be a long day. Or week, depending on how long Phantom decided to stay.  
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again, too lazy to draw a whole comic so plot summary here:
rpg au kinda inspired by that one animation meme on youtube by Mintartem
as always, please note that the twins are aged up to 18 in this
So basically, towards the end of weirdmaggedon bill is facing down the pines family in the fearamid when too much weirdness leaks through the rift and everyone gets dragged into a different dimension. This dimension just so happens to be a D&D themed one.
Everyone wakes up to find themself stuck as a different race and class, including bill.
Dipper and Mabel end up as half elves; Dipper being a Wizard and Mabel being a Bard who only sings cheesy boyband songs.
Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford find out they've become wood elves; Ford being an Artificer and Stanley a Rogue.
Lastly, Bill comes to as a regular old human sorcerer.
Bill, for once, has to play by this dimensions rules, as the god who governs it (the DM) is stronger than he is. Of course, this doesn't mean he can't have fun where he is, though, so he charismas himself an army and makes himself the big bad evil guy™ of the campaign.
Ford and Dipper share a nerd bonding moment about where they are before getting serious again and trying to figure out how to escape this place.
The party immediately splits (much to the chagrin of both nerds) as Mabel sprints after the nearest hot fantasy guy and Stan heads to the market to scam people out of their gold. Dipper ends up getting left with Stanley since Ford immediately takes off after Mabel to look after her.
Cue cute Grunkle bonding for both siblings.
After a couple days and a lvl up to multiclass ranger, Dipper is thrown a bone by a deity and told that if he manages to defeat the BBEG™ they might be able to leave. Once he has that, he manages to scrounge up a bit of info from tavern gossips about who the BBEG is and sets off for the ominous castle behind the town.
He tries to get Stan to come with him, but the man is having too much fun getting rich. So, alone but overconfident, he busts down Bill's door and tries to burn his face off. This obviously does not work and dip gets put straight into bills mini prison.
They bicker for a while and Dipper nearly escapes by tricking a guard into giving him lunch in his cell and taking his keys and making a run for it, but he gets caught after setting around half the castle on fire.
He gets brought to Bill, who is fed up with him and is about to execute him, when one of Bill's minions lets him know about an attack on his forces somewhere in the middle of the forest. Badabing badaboom guess who is suddenly useful again?
So Bill switches his tune real fast and tries to coerce Dip into leading him to the location using his nature navigation skills, and Dip reluctantly agrees so he has a chance to gtfo of there.
Blah blah blah they find the monster and end up having to hide somewhere and slowly start to bond because Bill finds Dip annoyingly endearing and realizes he's decently competent, and Dip comes to appreciate Bill's chaos and comes to enjoy their butting of heads.
Ford and Mabel eventually end up rejoining Stan and they go on a quest to find Dipper. In the meantime, Dipper and Bill annoy eachother in various wacky ways whilst trying to solve the mystery of who keeps threating Bill's BBEG status.
NOW that i've caught you guys up to speed, here's a moment that came to me in the middle of the night that compelled me to draw it. Takes place after these dorks officially get together.
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harper-collins · 6 months
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When You're Missing A Face [Halloween Special]
Dipper had gotten himself in a bit of trouble just a day before Halloween and needed a way to sort things out quickly... Little did he know what he was getting himself into.
WARNING: GORY!! Graphic descriptions of gore and slight violence. Please be aware and do NOT read this if you're squeamish about that sort of thing.
Requested by @tinyriver-neonlights (I hope you enjoy!)
“Dipper, why don’t you come? You are dressed for the part!” Mabel pressed, looking at her brother with a slight amount of disdain. The male brunette could only shake his head. He had a large frown on his face, but it wasn’t visible as he had a mask over his face. It covered the majority of his face and didn’t show anything of the features you could see, and that, Dipper liked.
“I told you, Mabel, I have plans,” he replied, moving to grab a coat and his bag. She pouted and watched her brother for a moment. “You didn’t tell me about these plans! Is it with Pacifica?” She asked hopefully, a twinkle showing. Dipper’s frown deepened, just because he was bisexual, didn’t necessarily mean he wanted what many men and lesbians thought was the sexiest woman in Gravity Falls. He may have had the slightest little crush on her when they were twelve, but that was just him trying to get over Wendy, and by the time he’d returned a year later to see his uncles, he couldn’t have cared less.
“She’s coming to the party isn’t she?” Dipper pressed, his voice getting a little scratchy with his patience running out. “Ohh yeah… So what are you doing?” She asked, moving a small bit of her hair out of the way of her face. The male shook his head and began to walk towards the door, he wasn’t going to tell her even if she begged him. It was too dangerous, he shouldn’t have even thought of doing this himself, but he was desperate.
“Look, just have a nice time at the party alright? And uhh… Say hi to Gideon or whatever for me,” he told her and left. He closed the door before she could even muster a response. As soon as that door was shut he got going, speed-walking into the forest before his sister could run after him. With it getting dark earlier now, and him wearing black, it was easy to completely miss him in the darkness. It helped Dipper feel a little better about his circumstances, but he knew it wouldn’t be for long.
Next was the long trip to his planned Halloween evening. It was far enough so no one would disturb him or get hurt, but close enough that Dipper could find his way back without trouble if something went wrong. He was hoping his possible partner wouldn’t recognise their surroundings though, as things could end up going seriously wrong otherwise.
The path was long and windy, its twists and turns also proving to be a bit of a challenge at times. Halfway through said journey, it began to be a little too dark for Dipper’s tastes, so he whipped out a quick flashlight from his blazer pocket and continued on his trek undeterred. By the time he had arrived at the final place for his plan, it was around 8 pm and a continuous run would take him around half an hour of praying that he wouldn’t trip without his light before he got back to the Shack.
Despite this backup plan though, he was hoping that he wouldn’t have to use it, after all, he was tired of hiding what others thought was him getting into the mood of Halloween, tired of feeling the constant burning and prickling of his skin every time it brushed up against anything. He may have been able to bandage some things up, but others were impossible without anyone finding out. Which was why he was hoping for a quick get-out-of-jail-free card with what he was about to do. 
Clearing his throat, Dipper opened his bag took out the second journal and flipped over the page that Gideon had taken out of the book which had been half-heartedly taped back together by himself. Bill Cipher’s summoning page… The one he’d used to get Bill to go into Stan’s mind all those years ago.  There had been no word of Bill since their final battle, but Dipper had always had this distinct feeling that he’d never truly left. Surprisingly Stanford had lost that feeling, but Dipper thought it more of a relief after reading how badly the demon had affected the other’s mental health.
Shortly after this, he began to set things up, such as getting the most recent picture of himself that he could find that he had scribbled his eyes out with, setting up the eight-candle circle formation and placing the picture in the middle. After quickly lighting them all up, Dipper stepped back with his mask being kept on and he began to read from the book using his flashlight.
“Triangulum, Entangulum. Meteforis Dominus Ventium. Meteforis Venetisarium!” He spoke, looking down at the circle with anticipation. From the little holes of the mask, Dipper’s eyes began to light up as he began to speak seemingly gibberish as a triangle began to appear inside of the circle. Once the light inside of the brunette’s eyes had subsided, he looked over in front of him to see the triangle, the myth, the legend… He had to gulp in the nervousness that coursed through his veins.
“Well well well well well well well! What do we have here?” Bill asked, looking around and quickly realising where they were. Dipper kept silent as he watched the other look around before finally having his eye land on the brunette himself. “Well… I was expecting you the least Pinetree after what happened last time,” Bill spoke loudly, laughing to himself in the way that always made Dipper’s skin crawl in hatred before. Things hadn’t changed.
“Yeah well, when you have to be called as my last option, things are getting pretty dire,” he snapped, looking for pure hatred, although Bill wouldn’t have been able to see it past the mask. “Yeah yeah, how long has it been Pinetree? You’ve had quite the growth spurt since I last saw ya! And where’s Shooting Star? Surely she would be here! Unless… She doesn’t know what’s going on,” Bill guessed. Dipper decided to just ignore the demon’s attempt at angering or making him uncomfortable, so he decided to answer his first question.
“It’s been about eleven years since you were last here,” he sourly replied, crossing his arms as he watched the demon. “So, what do you want Pinetree? For a price of course,” Bill replied, his voice as high pitched as it always had been, scratching just the one itch that Dipper hated to be itched. “Well… I need you to fix something,” he awkwardly began, putting a hand on the back of his neck as he moved positions to one of discomfort.
“Whatcha want fixing? Is it a body part? Is it something you got in that bag? A relationship?” Bill suggested, trying to probe and prompt the other. Dipper sighed and kept his head away from the other. “I think it would just be easier if I just showed you,” he murmured, keeping his voice low. The demon put a hand out to tell the brunette he was ready, and with heavy hesitation, Dipper took his mask off.
What Bill had been expecting… Well, it was nothing like this. As the mask dropped, blood cascaded out, landing on the floor in front, almost landing on the other’s smart shoes. As the other looked up to see the damage, he almost felt a little shocked himself. It wasn’t a simple cut or two, no, it was something much worse. There was no skin where his face should be, the only bits left that could be represented as skin were limply hanging at the sides of his face, near to his cheekbones, where you could see a bit of bone peeking out.
With the skin torn off, his entire face was continuously bleeding, making it look like the other was crying non-stop, only the tears were blood and they weren’t just coming from the eyes. One of the brunette’s eyes was blind too, Bill noticed, as he got a little closer to examine his face. As he examined further, he could see that there was still a slash mark beginning from Dipper’s left eye, the blind one, to his bottom right chin and then even further down, although that wasn’t too visible due to the black suit that the other was wearing.
There were no lips, nor were there any cheeks. All you could see was Dipper’s teeth, half of a tongue and more bits of his skull. Bill couldn’t even pinpoint what could’ve done this in the forest. Bill moved back a little to give the other some space as he slowly watched the other. The demon got the distinct feeling that Dipper hadn’t told a soul about his face, or what had happened. Why else would he be here alone in the dark?
“How did you manage to keep that a secret?” Bill blurted, instead of the fairly obvious ‘How are you still alive being a mortal flesh bag?’. Dipper turned and took the mask back off the floor, and the demon watched closely as the small bits of flesh that were still hanging on by a thread moved fluidly with each movement the other took.
“I’ve been using this mask, I kept putting tissues and gauzes there to try and lessen the damage, but that ended up just making it worse,” Dipper explained, showing the mask insides. It looked as though it had been painted a light shade of red, but Bill knew it was stained instead of painted. The entire show had taken Bill off-guard, and he’d completely forgotten that he wasn’t here to just examine the other’s blatant wound.
“So erm…. Do you think you’d be able to fix it?” Dipper meekly asked. He would’ve looked cute if it wasn’t for his face being torn apart. Bill thought to himself for a moment as he watched the other. He could do his thing and purposefully screw Dipper over… Or he could put his revenge plan into motion… Suddenly, it had been decided. Bill got closer to the male before talking, wanting to see every emotion that was visible in… the mess of a face the other held.
“Well, that depends, what do you have to offer?” Bill asked, giving the other a grating laugh as he stayed close to the brunette. If it was possible to show disgust, Dipper was pulling that face. He hadn’t brought anything. He had been hoping that Bill would do something like curse him to get payback whilst also sorting out his face. Not this.
As Dipper reflected on his idiotic hopes, however, he realised where he had misplaced his hope. After the last time with his body, he should have known that the other wouldn’t have been that nice. “I can get you something from Ford’s lab,” Dipper offered, feeling hesitant about the proposition. In reality, Dipper was ready to give anything away to fix his face. No one had known he’d had it torn off, and he felt desperate to fix it before they got suspicious.
“Mighty offer to me Pinetree, but I was talking something better than that,” Bill murmured, chuckling shortly after. What could he possibly want that was better than Ford’s inventions? Some of those things could seriously damage a creature. Sighing, Dipper kept his eyes away from the demon as he briefly thought of what could be better, only for his mind to come up with nothing.
“Well…” Dipper awkwardly began, turning back to the demon. “What do you want if it’s not Ford’s things?” he questioned, his voice heavily hinting at his exasperation. Bill hummed momentarily and circled Dipper as he did so. This was very unnecessary as the demon already knew what he wanted, this was more for dramatic effect because, of course, Bill would do that.
“Make me a body and I’ll fix your face. It has to be tonight because I don’t see how you can last much longer Pinetree, and I’ll help you to make sure you aren’t giving me a worthless piece of meat,” Bill spoke, watching the other with his singular eye. Even though the triangle could not smirk due to his lack of features, it was clear that he sounded very smug about his side of the offer. He also knew under these circumstances that it was highly unlikely for the other to turn him down.
The demon was right on both accounts. Dipper had been surviving off of some drugs he’d found in Ford’s basement, some extra blood packs he’d pushed into his body and trying to fix his face (although that’d only made it worse and caused his life expectancy to go down by a couple of days). The other thing the demon was right about was that Dipper would take this offer because it was the only option he had.
Not telling anyone about the situation and knowing that no doctor would probably be able to fix his face and make sure he didn’t die at the same time meant that he had been efficiently backed into Bill’s corner. Not that this wasn’t already the case before he summoned Bill. Dipper cleared his throat as his mind swirled with possible questions to ask the other. If this was physically possible in any way, then he’d have to do it.
“I need to have some clarifications first,” Dipper mumbled, subconsciously playing with his hands as he spoke. As he partially looked down on himself, the blood from his face began dripping onto his black suit. Some of it also went onto his hands, making the anxious movement a little slippery as he continued to awkwardly play with his hands.
“Please do go on Pinetree,” Bill offered.
“First, will you temporarily fix my face to do the job easier of making the body?” He questioned, moving his hand to touch his face. He stopped just before he touched it, however, thankfully avoiding any infections he might receive from mixing opened flesh with all of the bacteria he held on his hands. “Of course, don’t want you bleeding all over my body, do we?” Bill let out his grating laugh as he finished his sentence, obviously finding this extremely funny.
“Okay then… How are we going to make this body?” He uneasily replied. Watching the triangular being get momentarily confused. “What d’you mean Pinetree? How do you flesh bags usually make another version of yourselves?” Bill asked, his eye frowning a little. Oh. Oh. He didn’t know. Of course, he wouldn’t know… He had been partners with Ford and the male had never been and never would be interested in having children of his own.
“W-well… I’m not sure you want to be in a baby Bill, I thought you wanted an adult body,” the other blurted, feeling embarrassed. As the other felt quite uncomfortably red-faced, some bloody genuinely came to where his cheeks should have been. But as there was no skin there to keep it from going everywhere, the extra blood being pumped to flush his cheeks only pushed out of his body and onto the grass in front of him. The only reaction this caused out of the demon was a cackle at the other’s misfortune. Dipper felt ready to put the mask back on.
Once the demon had calmed down from laughing at the other, moved a little to hover next to the brunette. “I suppose you’re right… Well, I’ll show you what to do then! I’m sure I’ll be able to use my magic to make a good human body,” Bill thoughtfully replied, putting a hand just underneath his eye as though it were a chin for the human body. Dipper kept his eyes away from the other for a moment as he quickly tried to get his blood off of his hands. Once he’d successfully gotten the majority of it off, he turned back over to the demon who’d been watching him closely.
“Deal then?” Dipper asked, watching the demon with his eyes, even if only one was currently working. “Deal,” Bill replied in his smug, grating voice. The demon put a hand out, it glowing in the blue flames the brunette remembered from their last deal from back when he was twelve. He moved and grabbed the other’s hand, shaking it properly. Then it was as though everything happened at once.
He felt a prickling begin in the hand that was shaking the demon’s and then all of a sudden, the prickling moved from his hand up into his face. The feeling caused the brunette to let go of Bill’s hand and take a step back. Everything got momentarily blurry from all sides. His nerves were buzzing, his screen was re-creating itself, and he felt a wave of energy hit him as his blood finally stopped leaving his body. He let out a small shiver once everything had begun to die down. 
Blearily, Dipper moved hastily towards his bag which he’d left on the floor to try and grab the mirror he’d brought. He was walking like a man who’d drank way too much, but he didn’t care, he needed to look at what Bill had done, just in case it was wrong. Once he’d shoved his hand down into the bag, he quickly found what he’d been looking for and awkwardly got up, moving it in front of himself. As he began to stare at himself, he heard Bill chuckle to his side.
Everything was how it had been before, except for one detail. He was still blind in one eye. Even worse than that though, Bill had left a scar around the eye. The creature that had gotten him had three claws and those three had sunk into his face fairly quickly yesterday, but now one of those claws was showing on his face. It gave more the impression that he’d gotten into a swordfight than one with a creature three times his size.
Dipper turned to the demon with raised brows. “Will you get rid of this when I make your body,” he questioned, touching it lightly as he put the mirror back into his bag. Bill only shrugged, not giving a clear answer. The brunette put his hand on his face and sighed. Well, at least he’d live like this. “Right erm… Where do we start?” The human awkwardly asked, watching the demon carefully.
From there, the rest of Halloween became a blur. It was first a gathering of objects, a gathering that led to the death of two deers, visiting a graveyard, and the statue of Bill that had been left behind shortly after Weirdmageddon. There had been other objects, but those had been the most difficult to find and execute. After grabbing everything that was needed, it needed to be placed in a specific place around the small outline of a rather lanky male Bill had made in the mud just in front of his statue.
This had ended up taking another hour of messing around with the objects, as Bill had been rather specific about what had to be where. After all of that, Bill had told him to go back home and rest up, as he’d come over tomorrow. Dipper had questioned the other’s method, but Bill had given affirmation that Bill just needed some time to conjure the magic and work out all the kinks of the human body before they saw one another. Shrugging, the brunette left, knowing the quicker way back to the Mystery Shack from Bill’s Statue.
He put his mask back on due to the scar on his face and shuffled back inside, trying to be as quiet as he could getting back into his bedroom. Thankfully, everyone had either been asleep or in the basement, so no one had heard his reappearance. He had managed to even get comfortably in bed and asleep without issue, despite the events that had occurred earlier that very day. What did end up bothering him though, was when Mabel crashed into his room first thing in the morning after him not appearing back home before she had.
“Dipper? Dip-Dop?” Mabel shouted, running into the room and to the bed. The male could only groan out in exasperation at her loud behaviour. He covered his face due to the light, not even thinking about the scar that was still very much present across his eye. “Where did you go last night? I went looking out for you for a whole hour! Grunkle Stan and Ford said they hadn’t seen you since you left!” Mabel complained, shaking her brother in an attempt to wake him up further.
“Mabel, leave me alone,” he groaned, curling up a little bit. He moved a little, letting his arm fall limp and suddenly there was a loud gasp from his sister. That, was when he bolted up and stared at her, suddenly realising the situation. “Y-you’ve got a—!” Dipper crashed his hand onto her mouth to muffle her words, he didn’t want her to say it. Not right now.
“Shhh, Mabel please, don’t tell them about it!” He whispered to her, although it sounded a lot more as if he were talking normally than whispering to her. Dipper quickly moved his hand away from her mouth and she stared at him, genuinely shocked by the scar on her brother’s face. “But… You’re blind in that eye! What happened Dipper? When did that happen?” She asked, grabbing her brother’s arms and shaking him in a fast and seemingly uncomfortable manner.
Suddenly, there was a loud shout from Stan downstairs about someone being at the door for Dipper and the brunette’s blood ran cold. Mabel stared at him for a long moment and then they were both scrambling to get downstairs the fastest. The female brunette wanted to get there to see who was calling for him so early, and if it was a date, and Dipper wanted to make sure that Mabel and Bill didn’t see each other.
Unfortunately due to the situation of the male brunette still being in bed and Mabel not, it meant that she got to the door first and the blonde almost mistook her for Dipper at first glance. Mabel looked the blonde up and down briefly before stepping back, unintentionally allowing Dipper to step in front and slam the door behind him. He was sure if he and Bill didn’t move now, Mabel would surely try and rejoin the conversation.
The brunette turned to look at the man in front of him for his jaw to drop. Instead of a weird nerd or awkward man like he’d been expecting, or even the demonic version of a human with horns and sharp teeth that gave people nightmares, Bill looked like a beautiful angel. His blonde hair was fluffy to the point that even Dipper wanted to put his hands in it, then there was the beautifully tanned skin and the wonderfully blue eye that reminded him of the sea… Then it was the slightly filled lips, they weren’t too big, but they were plump enough to make Dipper shiver.
Bill had also dressed nicely as well, but that had always been expected, more because the demon always wore a bowtie. It had always given the impression that he’d wear a suit or something similar if he ever were to become a human. The other had also covered one of his eyes with an eyepatch that reminded him of a pirate, but he supposed there were not many ways to not look like a pirate with an eyepatch on your face. Far away, there was the noise of a door opening and the murmur of noises next to him, but Dipper wasn’t listening, from the sight in front of him… Well, there was nothing else to think about.
That was, of course, until Mabel pushed him out of the trance he’d fallen in. “Dipper!” He heard her cry as he regained his stability. Warily, he looked over to his sister, who looked… Excited? Why on earth was she so excited? “I’m sure he’s just a bit surprised since we last saw each other in the dark,” Bill replied, a small chuckle leaving him. The brunette had to stop a small shiver from going through his spine. That voice was not Bill’s. That voice wasn’t unnaturally high-pitched or grating when it laughed. It reminded Dipper of soft and smooth honey, the type you get new from a store.
“Y…Yeah,” Dipper muttered, turning to look at Bill briefly again. Bill smirked something that he expected to see often if Bill was planning on staying around. “What’s your name anyway?” Mabel asked, glancing between the two with a smirk of her own. She could easily read Dipper like a book, hence she knew exactly why he wasn’t talking very much.
Bill eyed Dipper momentarily as if he were trying to figure out whether he should fake his name or not, but when he realised the brunette was intentionally ignoring him, he turned back to Mabel with a naturally fake smile. “Bill! Nice to meet you…?” The demon replied, raising the only brow that could be seen. “Mabel Pines! I’m Dip-dop’s twin sister,” she said with pride. Bill nodded a little and put out his hand for her to shake.
The immediate realisation that they were going to shake hands immediately brought him back to the night before with his face and very quickly he could feel the blood drain from his face. He felt conflicted as he stared at the singular hand. Should he try to stop it just in case? Unfortunately, though, Mabel was a bit too quick for Dipper to have an existential crisis about the entire thing, as she shook his hand without any hesitation.
There were not any blue flames, but the brunette could’ve sworn that Bill had done something.
“You don’t know any movies?” Bill whined, sitting on the couch in a jumper that reminded Dipper greatly of his triangular form from years ago. Bringing a coffee and orange juice to the table, the brunette shook his head and sat down, giving the demon his orange juice. “But you looked so good! If these movies are supposed to be scary, then why don’t they have any with people’s faces chopped off?” Bill asked unhappily as he went through the selection they had on Netflix.
“Look, why don’t we find something new to watch as a TV show?” Dipper asked, holding his coffee cup for warmth. Bill let out a low hum as he began to go through the TV show section, specifically listing all the horror TV shows. “Look, why don’t we play a game instead of watching something?” Dipper asked, glancing warily over to the demon. He only let out a soft chuckle at the other’s hesitance in watching something to do with Horror.
They then stopped on what appeared to be a show about Cannibals, with the show conveniently being named ‘Hannibal’. That was right up Bill’s alley for their Halloween evening. Dipper was never letting the demon be in control of the remote ever again. The demon was quick to put it on and get settled down, drinking his orange juice from time to time.
When they began it was early during the day and it was still light out, but as it got later and later, darker and darker, Dipper began to feel more disgusted and on edge the further this went on. It had gotten to a point where he was trying not to listen about it either since it just made him feel that sick. There was a certain time during season two that Dipper decided he’d try to listen and watch the show again, but it was possibly one of the worst times he could’ve begun watching once more.
He saw someone begin to chop off their nose and suddenly his stomach turned upside down. He quickly faced away, moving to stare at the wall behind Bill’s head instead, but that was the wrong option because moments later, there was a loud bang against their window in real life. Dipper screamed and fell off the couch, landing on the floor back first. If Bill hadn’t felt a little shocked himself, he would’ve laughed loudly at his roommate’s misfortune, but the only thing that left the demon was a small chuckle instead.
Bill himself quickly got up from the couch and paused the show, walking to the front door rather quickly. Without hesitation, the other opened the door and began to look around for what could have caused such a loud noise against their window but not break the window. Dipper quickly got up and sat down, clearing his throat as he settled down and ignoring looking at the TV. 
The next thing Dipper knew however was Bill bringing in a little cat from outside. Instantly, Dipper furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. The demon looked over briefly to Dipper before looking back down to the cat and sitting down with said cat on his lap. It had barely past the age of one by the looks of things with its small body. Yet, both men could tell it desperately needed a proper wash as its hair was matted and covered with mud.
“Is that..?” Dipper questioned, keeping his voice low. Bill nodded, confirming this was what crashed into their window while watching the TV show. Dipper huffed a little as the small cat found its way onto his lap and dirtying his legs, for he only had shorts on that didn’t go far down his legs. “Seems it likes you,” Bill murmured, seeming rather genuine with his comment. Dipper only hummed in response, unsure of what to do with the little furball. Should they clean it first? Take it to the vet? Give it food and water? It seemed rather content to stay on the male’s legs.
“What are we going to do with it?” Dipper asked instead, patting the cat’s head softly. Bill hummed momentarily before getting up again and leaving Dipper with the cat. The brunette let out a small sigh, but he knew the other was probably just trying to get something to help do something with the cat. About a minute later, he was proven right as he sat Bill entered their living room with a big towel. Very quickly, he scooped up the cat in his arms and the towel and started to gently scrub and carry the small creature, getting rid of any loose mud that he could.
“Thank you,” Dipper murmured, looking at the two. Bill shrugged.
“It’s nothing Pinetree, I was thinking we bathe the cat to see if it has anything bad on it before we do anything you humans would deem drastic,” Bill spoke, rolling his eyes at the way he knew humans reacted over the little things. The brunette would have been offended if it weren’t for the fact he knew the demon was quite right. Mabel started overreacting if someone hurt her nails, and he knew that he got quite uptight with his book collection if someone tried taking a book.
“Alright then, let’s get the bath running,” Dipper announced and began walking away from the living room, relieved that they could stop watching that god-awful show. From a room or two away as Dipper turned the taps on for the water, he could swear that Bill was babying the cat and giving it his high-pitched ‘this is a cute thing’ voice. The brunette merely shook his head and made sure the small bath was hot enough for the small cat before turning the water back off.
Once Bill heard the tap turn off, he brought the small one in and gently put it inside the water. Very quickly it began to meow and shake in the small tub. Dipper, who was closest and sat down next to the bath, began to try and bathe the small kitten, but the smaller only took this as a threat and bit Dipper to the best of its abilities. Dipper swore and tried to retract his hand, but the little cat only clung onto the brunette and grabbed onto his face when it lost perch of his hand.
A slight swearing suddenly turned into screaming as he felt a claw inside of his already damaged eye and then the feeling of some skin being torn off of his face. Very very quickly, Bill yanked the cat off of Dipper, but it was only a detriment as the cat somehow managed to yank Dipper’s eye out of where it should have been whilst it let go of the rest of Dipper’s face.
Almost immediately after the cat had been taken off of the brunette’s face though, Bill got to work with his magic and replaced said eye, although he did leave it blind. The horrifying pain that he had felt merely moments ago that had been bad enough to push Dipper into shock was suddenly gone. That in of itself made Dipper feel dizzy off of a mixture of emotions. His entire body felt tingly, reminiscent of the time that the demon had originally fixed his face. 
“Pinetree, you okay?” Bill asked, filling the brunette’s limited vision. Not that Bill didn’t have limited vision either, he had just never experienced having two eyes before, so it wasn’t a pain to him. “I’ll be fine after I calm down with some coffee,” Dipper mumbled, putting a hand over his blind eye. The demon took a step or two away to assess the damage across the room. There was blood everywhere, mixed with little bits of skin that the small cat had been playing with whilst the entire scene had been going on, it looked like someone had been seriously hurt in here.
Sighing, Bill tried to ignore the sight for now and helped the brunette get up. “Let’s get you to bed, then I’ll finish sorting out that cat,” Bill murmured, watching the other closely. Dipper merely hummed and looked down to assess the damage himself before looking over to the small cat. It was playing with Dipper’s eye.
The brunette choked on air and Bill quickly changed the direction the other was facing and got him out of there quickly. That might have been a bit too much gore for someone tonight.
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BillDip promt:first date
Ahh an excuse to write fluff, yes >:3c
The last thing Dipper had expected when he was asked out by a handsome, seemingly normal guy on a dating app, was to end up gripping the passenger seat of a fancy sports car while his date stared down an empty parking lot.
"Don't you dare," Dipper laughed, gripping the seat tighter. "You just took me out to that nice restaurant and fed me all that pasta, and I don't think either of us want to see it again. Especially since this time it’ll be all over your dashboard."
Bill's intense gaze shifted from the pavement to Dipper, a large, smarmy grin on his face. "You saw how good of a driver I was when I got us from your place to the restaurant in that funky traffic jam. We made it on time for our reservation, didn't hit anyone or anything, and I didn't get pulled over!"
Dipper rolled his eyes, still smiling. During the two weeks that he and Bill spoke over messages, the blond had mentioned that he enjoyed doing things that, “got the heart pumping”. But Dipper had always thought that had been some sort of sexual joke, not that he actually wanted to fling his car around at high speeds the second they drove by an empty lot.
“How about we do a few donuts, then we park and give my poor stomach a chance to catch up with the night?” He leaned back in his seat, preparing himself for the ride. “I think I can handle at least a few.” Their night had been going well enough that Dipper would feel bad if he shut down Bill’s fun too quickly, so he didn’t mind putting up with more of the blond’s shenanigans.
Bill lit up, his baby blue eyes twinkling from the dim glow of his headlights. “Sounds good to me, Pine Tree!” He revved the engine a couple of times before shifting the car into gear and slamming his foot down on the gas.
The tires screeched as they whirled around the lamp posts and empty parking spots. The two of them got thrown around a bit with each turn, though both could be heard laughing over the sound of the rubber on pavement.
Thankfully, Bill stuck to only doing a few and came to an abrupt stop once they had made their mark on the lot.
“Bet you’ve never had a date end with something that exciting, huh?”
Dipper looked at Bill, a large smile on his face. “I dunno, one guy took me to see a movie then took me to a grocery store ‘cause he needed something and didn’t want to go back out again after dropping me off. So I guess you could say this is a close second.”
“Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be?” The blond put his car into park, then adjusted the seat so that it was lying all the way back. “Then I’ll just have to one-up him and take a nap right here and now so that I don’t have to sleep after dropping you off.”
As soon as Bill closed his eyes and pretended to fake snore, Dipper burst out laughing and nudged the blond’s arm. “As much as I like your commitment to making this a super fun date, I think it’s about time I let my poor stomach lie down.”
“Your poor stomach, huh?” Bill got up and laid himself over Dipper, reaching for the latch to lay his seat down at well.
It popped into place too suddenly for Dipper to keep up with, he and Bill both falling backwards in an awkward position, Bill right on his stomach.
“Fuck, sorry,” he laughed. “Didn’t mean to come onto you that hard, but hey, you’re laying down now! Your poor stomach can rest easy in my car.”
“Not with you on top of it,” Dipper grunted. He gave the blond a playful shove, not actually trying to get him off. “Maybe if we carefully get back to my place before it gets too late, we can both… I dunno, maybe let our stomachs settle together on my couch with something playing on the TV?” Pink filled his cheeks because he knew that sounded a lot like he was inviting Bill over to get laid. And he sort of was. If one thing led to another, then who was he to deny the flow of the date?
Bill sprung up and had his seat back to normal in no time, his hand on the gearshift. “I’m about to be the carefullest- No wait, the most careful? Whatever, we’re about to be so fucking safe but fast, so buckle up.”
“I never unbuckled, so I’m ready,” Dipper snorted, adjusting his seat so that he could sit up. The car moved again, this time at a much better speed, and Dipper couldn’t help but smile over at his date. It was no trip to the grocery store, but he had a feeling he and Bill would have plenty of other outings that would more than make up for it.
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nuesae · 1 year
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I’m just putting off writing at this point
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ts4ritsa · 2 years
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Could you do headcanons of Dipper, Mabel, and Pacifica with an s/o who is scared of sudden loud noises/fireworks and its 4th of july?
✧ dipper, mabel, & pacifica hcs :
with a s/o that’s scared of fireworks on 4th of july (gn reader)
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- Dipper’s completely understanding of your fear, so on the cold, loud night of 4th of July, you and him are just snuggling on the couch.
- He enjoys your body warmth and you the same. You two are covered in a blanket and watching your favorite show.
- Although you still hear the explosions, Dipper assures you that everything is fine and he’s there to comfort you.
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- Mabel’s totally oblivious at first, but when you’re both outside and she sees you covering your ears and closing your eyes because of the fireworks, she immediately drags you inside.
- You both go and stay in her and Dipper’s room for the rest of the night. She lets you pick what you guys should do. Prank calls, board games, hugs and cuddles, anything.
- Also apologizes quite a bit for not catching on sooner, Mabel was just so excited to see fireworks. But it doesn’t matter anymore.
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- Pacifica teases you at first. Makes a sarcastic comment but you can tell she didn’t actually mean it. Making her partner feel ashamed is the last thing she’d want to do.
- So on the 4th of July, you two decide to have a sleepover. Simple and fun.
- Pacifica makes sure you guys are worn out by the time the fireworks were starting to go off. She had planned for you guys to go to sleep early so you could just sleep through all the loud noises.
- She smiles lightly when she sees you fast asleep and unwound. Then she looks out the window to enjoy a nearby firework show herself.
© ts4ritsa (do not repost w/o credits)
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bomber-grl · 3 months
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Dipper Pines x Actor Reader ⭐️
Pairing(s): Dipper Pines x Gn!Reader
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What are you doing anywhere near gravity falls? You’re world famous y/n and the last place your expected to be is in Gravity Falls Oregon
It took awhile for dipper to remember where he saw you and it was from a horror movie that was coming out soon
The whole premise was with weird mythical creatures and the character you played had to discover and possibly defeat them
…sounds a little too familiar
Well anyway, eventually you and dipper meet up alongside Mabel and he’s a bit hesitant to get near you and actually speak
That’s because he thinks you’re stuck up and poshy like Pacifica
So when you’re not, and turn out to actually be quite rebellious and adventurous.
Which, hello? He LOVES that
I mean sure it was cool that you’re famous but the fact you’re just as interested in what he is
I mean at first he was shocked that you knew about the things going on in Gravity Falls but I mean
Look at you
You literally act in horror movies ofc u know the cliche stereotypes and stuff
Of course you and dippers relationship deepens and the Pines family makes a tease out of it-
But I mean the person who is mostly going ballistic when you two start dating is Mabel
I mean the fact that you were even her friend was enough but she was obsessed with the movies you’d act in.
Anyway
I honestly want to imagine one day you have to be on set one day by force and bring dipper along
He’s obviously a stranger to everything but as he watches you act he honestly falls in love even more (?) and most likely Mabel was brought along
So while she’s drooling over the new movie and script-
Dipper is going on about how cringe and unrealistic it is and just views it as hot garbage
But that’s with you out of the question
You’re the only thing that makes it decent
Ofc there has to be a scenario where the lea dis gone and needs a fill in
Yk where I’m going 👀
You two act and surprisingly he’s asked to keep the role which he only keeps because you two were on some scooby doo ass mission on set
Low and behold, dipper now has fangirls
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sleepingdeath-light · 2 years
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Cuddling Headcanons | Multifandom
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requested by anon
includes : amity blight, dipper pines, hunter, luz noceda & mabel pines
Amity Blight
Amity Blight
amity would definitely enjoy cuddling and loves holding you in such a way that you’re laying side by side, her chin resting on your head as you chatter quietly about your days and such. just loves holding you close for as long as possible.
Dipper Pines
isn’t really the biggest hugger, but does enjoy spooning you when you’re laying together - taking on the role of big spoon and enjoying how comfortable it is and the feeling of being your protector.
Hunter
would never admit it, but he’s a very touch-starved person and loves being cuddled; in particular enjoys resting with his head on your chest, where he’s able to hear your heartbeat and know that you’re alive and safe.
Luz Noceda
luz is a massive hugger and will take any opportunity to hold you close (once she’s built up her confidence enough) - with her favourite position being where you’re sat side by side, your arms around each other as you’re covered by a shared, fluffy blanket (ideally watching one of your favourite shared shows).
Mabel Pines
mabel is the biggest cuddle fan you will meet in your life and even went so far as to make a two-person sweater to hug you at all times. and though she doesn’t mind the position as long as she can be close to you, she does tend to hug you from behind a lot because she enjoys startling you with her affection and trapping you with her love.
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elishevart · 1 year
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Another happy (mostly) cozy pile.
Hope you like!
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2194teddy · 1 year
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Size-shifting Pines AU!
What would happen if The Pines twins keep the Crystals to change their sizes regulary through out the summers at Gravity Falls?
They would be small a lot of the time as well as both as giants sometimes.
If they keep the Height altering Crystal Flashlight they would try to uses it for good, tries their best not to uses it for selfish reason like in Little Dipper and would be okay being tiny sizes for a while when they feel like it.
I need some Gravity Falls G/T content. ;)
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sometimes a new fic idea shows up in the middle night and, instead of waiting its turn like all your other fics, puts you in a chokehold until you finish writing it. this is in fact what i've been doing all day nonstop
what we have here is four chapters from mabel's perspective about sweaters and definitely only sweaters (< lying)
uh! enjoy!
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