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【 Gravity Falls x Reader 】
➥ MASTERLIST ┃ CH 01 ┃ CH. 02 ┃ CH. 03
➥ TITLE: The Legend of The Gobblewonker
➥ PRONOUNS: You/Yours, They/Them
➥ POV: Third
➥ SUMMARY: It's family fun day and Stan has decided to take you all out for fishing, but you end up having a strange encounter instead!
➥ NOTES: unrelated to the story but I hate dancing, so much. -10/22/22
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"Go, Sir Syrup!" Mabel cheered, 
"Go, Mountie Man!" Dipper cheered, the twins holding up maple syrups over their mouths. They both kept cheering when someone poked their neck, causing them to drop the bottles and have a coughing fit. 
"(Name) dear, don't do that. You're gonna kill them .." Elise said, not looking up from the stove. You had just woken up and walked in on them starting the syrup race and decided to ruin their silly cute race. You smiled sleepily at Dipper and Mabel,
"Sorry, couldn't resist, hehe" You giggled, obviously still tired. They both shoved your shoulders making you laugh more. 
"Hey! No roughhousin' in the kitchen!" Grunkle Stan scolded from outside the kitchen. You sit next to Mabel and slam your head on the table, still tired, and Mabel decides to braid your messy hair. Dipper decides to read the newspaper next to him, waiting for breakfast.
"Ho ho, no way! Hey Mabel, (Name), check this out." He said, showing them the page he was reading.
"Human-sized hamster balls? I'm human-sized!" Mabel gasps, you look up to read the newspaper too and instead see an expensive brand of oil paints on sale on the bottom page.
"Oh crap, oil paint on sale? That's awesome!" You cheered, excitedly sitting up.
"No, non guys. This." Dipper said, pointing to the ad above the oil paint sale. It was an ad about a monster photo contest. "We see weirder stuff than that everyday! We didn't get any photos of those gnomes, did we?" Dipper asked,
"Nope, just memories. And this beard hair." Mabel said, holding up beard hair,
"Gross, why haven't you thrown that out?" You asked, leaning away from her as she holds it closer to Dipper. She shrugs and makes an 'I dunno' sound, sitting back down with the beard hair in her pocket. 
"Good morning, knuckleheads. You three know what day it is?" Grunkle Stan asked, walking in.
"Um... Happy anniversary?" " .. Happy 'niversary??" You and Dipper hesitated, 
"Mazel tov!" Mabel yelled, Stan hits Dipper and you with a newspaper,
"It's Family Fun Day, genius! We're cuttin' off work and having one of those, y'know, bonding-type deals." He said while checking if the milk had gone bad.
"Grunkle Stan, is this gonna be anything like our last family bonding day?" Dipper questioned,
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Dipper, Mabel and you were all sat at the table helping Stan make counterfeit money.
"You call that Ben Franklin? He looks like a woman!" He said, police sirens started blaring and the flashing blue and red light.
"Uh oh."
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"The county jail was so cold." Mabel shuddered, you nod in agreement. A large plate of pancakes was suddenly slammed on to the table cause all four of you to flinch. 
"And guess who had to get your butts out of jail?" Elise sneered, Stan nervously rubbed the back of his neck.
"Said I was sorry, 'lise .." He muttered, embarrassed.  "All right, maybe I haven't been the best summer caretaker. But I swear, today we're gonna have some real family fun. Now who wants to put on some blindfolds and get into my car?" Grunkle Stan asked, wrapping his arms around Dipper and Mabel.
"Yay!" The three of you cheered, "Wait, what?" Dipper muttered.
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Grunkle Stan was driving his car with you in the passenger and the twins in the back, blindfolded. Elise, unfortunately, couldn't come. Something about the 'darn raccoon den'. Stan leans down to adjust the radio and the tires screech.
"Gramps if we die, I will hurt you in the afterlife." You threatened, clinging to the leather chair and car door, feeling yourself get more and more dizzy.
"Whoa whoa! Blindfolds never lead to anything good." Dipper mumbled, 
"Wow! I feel like all my other senses are heightened. I can see with my fingers!" Mabel said, touching Dipper's face, making him laugh. The car jumps and you bump into the doors. You mutter censored curses, curling even more into your seat.
"Whoa! Grunkle Stan, are you wearing a blindfold?" Dipper asked,
"Ha ha. Nah, but with these cataracts I might as well be." Grunkle Stan waved him off then leaning in and squinting. "What is that, a woodpecker?" Then he drives through a wooden guardrail, making you three scream.
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Grunkle Stan helped you out, letting you lean on the front of the car (with several branches and sticks caught in the grill) with Mabel and Dipper at your side while he throws away the barf-filled paper bag into the nearest trash can. 
"Yeesh, good thing I didn't throw that away .." He mumbled, "Okay, okay. Open 'em up!" You take your blindfolds off, rubbing your eyes to help adjust to the brightness. 
"Ta-da! It's fishin' season!" Stan grinned, 
"Fishing?" Mabel asked,
"Oh great, another reason for barfing." You grumbled, crossing your arms.
"What're you playin' at, old man?" Dipper interrogated,
"You're gonna love it! The whole town's here!" Stan said, gesturing to the townsfolks in the water.
"Here, fishy fishies! Get into the pan!" Lazy Susan said, waving her pan at the water.
"Say cheese!" Toby Determined said, taking a photo of a man with a large fish. The flash of the camera causing the poor man to fall backwards into the lake.
"Uh, is this good?" Marcus asked his dad, Manly Dan, holding up his fishing pole.
"NO!" Many Dan yelled, taking his son's pole and breaking it in half. "I'll show you how a real man fishes!" He then grabs a fish straight out of the water, laughing, and he throws it on the boat and proceeds to punch it repeatedly with his sons cheering him on. 
"Get 'em! Get 'em!" Tyler chants, his boat moving towards their boat.
You watch him beat up the poor defenseless fish with a grimace. Sure you were violent but never towards defenseless animals, except cockroaches and mosquitos. Big emphasis on mosquitos.
"That's some quality family bonding!" Stan said, 
"Grunkle Stan, why do you wanna bond with us all of a sudden?" Dipper asked, 
"Come on, this is gonna be great! I've never had fishing buddies before. The guys from the lodge won't go with me: they don't "like" or "trust" me." Grunkle Stan explained,
"I think he actually wants to fish with us." Mabel muttered to both of you,
"Hey, I know what'll cheer you sad sacks up." Grunkle Stan said, slapping hats on the twins and you, "Pow! Pines family fishing hats! That's-that's hand stitching, you know." You take off your hats and see your names stitched on, the 'L' on Mabel's hat slips peels off and a letter in your name was stitched on backwards.
"It's just gonna be you, me, and those goofy hats on a boat for ten hours!" Grunkle Stan said, excited.
"Ten hours?" Dipper gaped,
"I brought the joke book!" Grunkle Stan said, holding up a 1001 Yuk 'Em Ups book. 
"No! NO!" Dipper screamed,
"Great, motion sickness, sea sick and now a migraine?" You grumbled again, slouching.
"Stand up straight, kid." Grunkle Stan warned, you sigh and fix yourself.
"There has to be a way out of this." Mabel said,
"I SEEN IT! I SEEN IT AGAIN!" Someone yells, you turn towards the voice and saw an old man running from the docks, crashing and overturning various things. "The Gravity Falls Gobblewonker! Come quick before it scrabdoodles away!" Old Man McGucket shouts in the middle of a crowd, dancing frantically.
"Awww... He's doing a happy jig!" Mabel said, 
"NOOO! It's a jig of great danger!" He yells to Mabel, you gently pull her behind you. Another man with a cap and hair covering his eyes comes out and sprays the older man with a spray bottle,
"Hey, hey! Now what did I tell you about scaring my customers? This is your last warning, Dad!" Tate McGucket warned,
"But I got proof this time, by gummity!" McGucket yelled, leading everyone to the dock. Mabel and Dipper holds your hands as you follow the old man.
"BEHOLD! It's the Gobble-dy-wonker what done did it! It had a long neck like a gee-raffe! And wrinkly skin like...like this gentleman right here!" Old Man McGucket points to Stan who was picking his ear. "It chewed me boat to smitheroons, and shim-shammed over to Scuttlebutt Island! YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME!" He was practically begging to his son. 
"Attention all units! We got ourselves a crazy old man!" Sheriff Blubbs snickered, everyone but the Pines and the ranger point and laugh at McGucket. Tate shakes his head in shame.
"Aww, donkey spottie! Aw, banjo polish!" McGucket said, walking off.
"Well, that happened. Now let's untie this boat and get out on that lake!" Stan said, stepping into his rowboat and starts untying it from the dock.
"Guys, did you hear what that old dude said?" Dipper asked,
"Aww, donkey spittle!" "Aw, banjo polish!" Mabel and you mimicked,
"The other thing. About the monster. If we can snag a photo of it, we can split the $2000 between the three of us!" Dipper said, you take your phone out to use the calculator.
"that's $666.. " You gasped, 
"Imagine what you can do with six. Hundred. Dollars!" Dipper beamed as Mabel drifted off into her imagination.
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Mabel, inside the human sized hamster ball, stands pridefully in front of a hamster in a smaller hamster ball.
"Not so high and mighty anymore!" Mabel boasted, 
"Aww... " The hamster, surprisingly, said. Mabel laughs and crashes through the wall. She rolls out onto the street and meets Xyler and Craz.
"Hey, boys! You can look, but ya can't touch." She flirted, the traffic light goes green and she scurries down the street, squeaking.
Xyler and Craz stared at her in awe then at each other, "Awesome!" They yell.
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"Mabel! Mabel?" Dipper called out while snapping his fingers.
"Dipper, I am one million percent on board with this!" Mabel said, 
"I'm also looking forward to be working with you two on this Monster hunt." You said, the twins looked at you then at each other.
"Why are you, so formal?" Mabel asked,
"I-I'm not good with casualties .." You mumble, rubbing your arm. They shrug and Dipper runs up to Grunkle Stan.
"Grunkle Stan! Change of plans: we're taking that boat to Scuttlebutt Island and we're gonna find that Gobblewonker!" Dipper ordered,
"Monster hunt! Monster hunt!" You three chanted,
"Monster hunt!" McGucket chimed in, you three stop chanting and stare at him.
"Monster... Eh... I'll go." He mumbled and left. A loud honk was heard a bigger boat arrived at the dock.
"You dudes say somethin' about a monster hunt?" Soos asked,
"Soos!" Mabel cheered,
"Wassup, hambone!" Soos greeted, fist bumping with Mabel and making explosion noises. "Dude, you could totally use my boat for your hunt. It's got a steering wheel, chairs; normal boat stuff." Soos offered,
"All right, all right, let's think this through." Stan butted in, "Ya kids could go waste your time on some epic monster-finding adventure, or you could spend the day learning how to tie knots and skewer worms with your Great Uncle Stan!" The three of you look at Soos in his boat as he does the robot dance. You look back at Stan in his leaky old boat; he sniffs his left armpit. You then look at Scuttlebutt Island and grin at each other. 
"So, whaddya say?" Stan confidently asked when Soos' boat drives away with you three on it.
"We made the right choice!" Mabel cheered,
"Ingrates! Aw, who needs 'em? I got a whole box of creepy fishing lures to keep me company." Stan said, looking at the lure with flies buzzing around them. He cringes in disgust and closes the box.
Meanwhile, S.S. Cool Dude was headed for Scuttlebutt island. Dipper stands on the stern of the boat, with one foor on the guardrail. He adjusts the visor of his cup. 
"Hoist the anchor!" He ordered and Soos pulls up a cinderblock anchor.
"Raise the flag!" He ordered again, Mabel holds up a beach towel instead.
"We're gonna find that Gobblewonker!" She yelled,
"Do any of you dudes have sunscreen?" Soos asked,
"And we're going back for sunscreen!" You yell, Mabel and Soos cheer with him turning the boat back. Underwater, a strange shape swims by.
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After fetching the much needed sunscreen, you're back on track to Scuttlebutt Island
"Alright. If we wanna win this contest, we've gotta do it right! Think. What's the number one problem with monster hunts?" Dipper asked, 
"You're a side character and you die within the first five minutes of the movie. Dude, am I a side character!? Do y'ever think about stuff like that?" Soos panics,
"No, no, no. Camera trouble! Say bigfoot shows up. Soos, be Bigfoot?" Dipper asked, Soos strikes a Bigfoot pose.
"There he is! Bigfoot!" Dipper said, in mock acting voice and he pats his life vest "Uh-oh, no camera! Oh, wait, here's one! Aw, no film! You see? You see what I'm, doing here?" He asked, you all nod in understanding.
"That's why I bought seventeen disposable cameras!" He said, revealing cameras as he lists off their locations "Two on my ankle, three in my jacket, four for each of you, three extras in this bag, and one... under my hat! There's no way we're gonna miss this. Okay everybody, let's test our cameras out!"
Soos takes a picture of himself, the flash startling him. "Aw, dude!" He yells, throwing the camera overboard.
"You see? This is exactly why you need backup cameras. We still have sixteen!" Dipper said proudly, a seagull then starts flying over Mabel's head causing her to panic and throw a camera at it. "Fifteen! Okay, guys, I repeat; don't lose your cameras!" Dipper panicked,
"Wait, lose the cameras?" Soos asked,
"DON'T!" Dipper immediately answered
"Dude, I just threw two away." Soos points at the two cameras floating on the water. You went over to take a picture for memories but tripped on a loose board and dropped the camera you were holding into the water.
"Uh.. Sorry." You said, sheepishly turning to them.
"Twelve! All right! We still have twelve camera—" He accidentally crushes another with his fist "Eleven. We have eleven cameras."
"So what's the plan? Throw more cameras overboard or what?" Mabel asked, about to drop her cameras into the water.
"NO! No. Okay. You'll be lookout, Soos can work the steering wheel, (Name) can help navigate with Soos, and I'll be captain." Dipper said,
"What? Why do you get to be captain? What about Mabel, huh? Ma-bel! Ma-bel! Ma-bel! Ma-bel!" She chants,
"I'm not sure that's a good idea." Dipper hesitated,
"What about co-captain?" Mabel asked,
"There's no such thing as co-captain." Dipper shot down
"Aw, whoops." Mabel tosses a camera into the water.
"Okay, fine! You can be co-captain." Dipper finally surrendered,
"Can I be associate co-captain?" Soos asked,
"As co-captain, I authorize that request." Mabel said,
"Can I be associate associate co-captain?" You asked,
"Well as first co-captain, I authorize your request, (Name)." Dipper said, you clap you hands in excitement.
"Now, our number one order of business is to lure the monster out with this." He said, gesturing at a barrel of Fish Food.
"Permission to taste some?" Soos asked,
"Granted." Dipper said "Permission co-granted." Mabel said,
"Dude?" Soos asked, turning to you.
"U-Uh, P-Permission associate associate co-granted!" You stuttered, another thing to stay awake about tonight.
"Permission associate co-granted." Soos said as he licks some, than gags and wipes his tongue, coughing. "Dude, I don't know what I expected that to taste like!" He said with you three laughing.
"Oh, Soos..." Dipper sighed,
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Stan watches you four from afar, "Traitors! Ah, I'll find my own fishing buddies!" He said, looking around and sees a couple sitting in a boat up ahead. "Ah! There's my new pals!" He said, starting the engine
Reginald turned away from Rosanna, looking at a ring in a box; he takes a breath "Now that we're alone, Rosanna, there's a burning question which my heart longs to ask of you." He said,
"Oh, Reginald!" Rosanna tears up, when Stan pulls his boat up to theirs.
"Hey! Wanna hear a joke?" Stan asked the couple, they only stared at him. "Here goes. My ex-wife still misses me...but her aim is gettin' better! Her aim is gettin' better! Y'see, it's-it's funny because marriage is terrible." He explains then the couple row their boat away. "What?"
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As you arrive at Scuttlebutt Island, there's fog everywhere. Soos is at the back of the boat shoveling fish food. Dipper, Mabel and you are at the front. You were looking through some binoculars Dipper is trying to see through the fog while Mabel is playing ventriloquist with a pelican.
"Hey! How's it going?" She asked the pelican,
"It's going awesome! Bow bow buh bow bow!" Mabel voiced the pelican,
"Mabel, leave that thing alone." Dipper said, 
"Aw, I don't mind none!" Pelican said,
"Hey, look, I'm drinking water!" Mabel said, drinking water "Twinkle, twinkle little..." She chokes on water and coughs, and the pelican flies away). 
"Aren't you supposed to be doing lookout and not (Name)?" Dipper asked,
"Look out!" Mabel yells and throws a volley ball at Dipper, hitting him on the arm. Dipper holds his arm and shivers. "Heh, heh. But seriously, I'm on it." She said, moving next to you. She shakes your arm lightly, you turn to her and she makes grabby hands. You gesture to your binoculars and she nods. You hand her the binoculars with a smile and step back from your spot, looking out into the ocean instead. The boat jolts to a stop, signaling that you've arrived at the island.
"See? We're here! I'm a lookout genius!" Mabel said, handing the binoculars back to you. "Hamster ball, here we come!" The team then disembarks and ventures into the foggy woods. Dipper and you lead the group, Dipper carrying a lantern and you carrying a flashlight. They soon come to a large sign nailed to a tree that says 'Scuttlebutt Island'. Soos and Mabel stop in front of the sign.
"Dude, check it out." Soos said, covering the 'Scuttle' part of the sign. "Butt Island." 
"Soos, you rapscallion! Hey! Why aren't you two laughing? Are you scared?" Mabel teased, you weren't paying attention though. Your shoulders were tense and you were checking the area for anything or anyone dangerous, especially after the giant gnome fiasco.
"AH!" You squealed as Mabel tackled you from behind, you fall on your stomach with Mabel on top of you, laughing her heart out.
"Hah! Oh my gosh! You scream like a whistle!" Mabel laughed, getting up. While everyone was laughing, you sat up, embarrassed about your high-pitched scream. 
"S-Shut up! I was zoning out!" You were as red as a tomato, picking up the flashlight before it rolled further into the fog. The trio stopped laughing as they heard a growling noise in the distance. 
"Dude, did you guys hear that?" Soos asked, 
"What was that? Was it your stomach?" Mabel asked him,
"Nah, my stomach normally sounds like whale noises." He said, Mabel and you leaned in to listen to Soos' stomach, which DOES make whale noises.
"Wow! So majestic." "Fascinating .." You both awe, Dipper gasps at a possum taking his lantern and running away.
"Our lantern! Aww! I can't see anything!" He yelled, turning towards you guys and flinches at the light. It was you pointing the flashlight towards him.
"Duuude, I dunno, man. Maybe this, uh... Maybe this isn't worth it." Soos hesitated, 
"Not worth it? Guys. Imagine what would happen if we got that picture!" He said, imagining what would happen if he did get that picture.
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In Dipper imagination, he's dressed like Indiana Jones being interviewed on a talk show.
"Tonight we're here with adventure seeker Dipper Pines, who bravely photographed the elusive Gobblewonker! Tell me, Dipper; what's the sevret to your success?" Charlie, the host, asked Dipper.
"Well, I run away from nothing." Dipper answered, dumping coffee into his mouth; an embarrassing picture of Grunkle Stan appears on screen. "Nothing, except for when I ran away from my annoying Grunkle Stan, who I ditched in order to pursue that lake monster." He explained.
"How right you were to do so. He looked like a real piece of work. I don't often do this, but I feel the need to give you an award!" Charlie said, handing Dipper a medal and they get their picture taken. Panning over to (Name) who was painting the wall with the new oil paints when Mabel suddenly crashes through the wall in a hamster ball.
"CHARLIE! WHY WON'T YOU INTERVIEW ME?!" She shouts, and you three run as Mabel chases after Charlie, screaming like a maniac.
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"I'm in!" Dipper smiled,
"Me too!" Mabel said and they both run off in excitement.
"Shoot! Guys, wait up!" You call out, "Kuya, tara." You let slip, signaling for Soos, who looked scared, to follow.
"All right, dudes. I'm comin'!" He yells and you both chase after them. You finally catch up to them, seeing them waiting patiently for you both.
"Don't do that, double dorks. 'ma's gonna kill me if I lose either of you." You scold, ruffling their hairs and they laugh.
"You sure it's just that? Or are you gonna miss us?~" Mabel teased and Dipper laughs. You rolled your eyes, amused.
"Yeah sure, whatever makes you idjot's happy." You teased back, Dipper raised his brow.
"Id-jots? You mean idiots?" He asked, 
"Idiot, id-jot. What's the difference?" You shrugged, Dipper shrugged as well and you walk in peace for a bit. Soos then starts to beatbox with Mabel rapping.
"My name is Mabel! It rhymes with table! It also rhymes with... glabel! It also rhymes with... Shmabel!" She sang, you laugh.
"There's also fable, stable, indistinguishable, unfashionable, uncontrollable, impressionable.. Those are just the first few words that popped up." You suggest, 
"Woah! You've got a big vocab there, cous'." Mabel said,
"Yeah, dude. You should help Mabel write this down." Soos said suddenly the growling noise from earlier can be heard; a flock of bird flies overhead, away from the sound. 
"This is it! This is it!" Dipper beamed, him and Mabel punching each other excitedly as they walk towards the sound. Soos grabs two large sticks and hands one to you, just in case. Walking through the fog, you stop the group when you spot a monster silhouette. Grabbing Dipper's arm and Soos grabs Mabel's, you duck behind a log nearby.
"Everyone: Get your camera's ready!" Dipper said, you turn on your camera. "Ready? GO!" Dipper yells. Soos yells and jumps over the log, holding his camera in front of him as he runs toward the silhouette, snapping photos at random. You three follow after him, but as you get closer, you discover the silhouette was the remains of a wrecked boat with beavers living on it. They were all communicating and hugging each other, you snapped a few quick photos of the beavers.
"But... but what was that noise, then? I heard a monster noise!" Dipper asked, clearly upset. The 'monster noise' sounds again. You turn to the noise and it turned out to be a beaver chewing on and sometimes activating a rusty old chainsaw.
"Sweet! Beaver with a chainsaw." Soos said, taking two pictures of it. "I'll give you the other one afterwards, dude." He said, you smiled gratefully at him. 
"Maybe that old guy was crazy after all." Dipper muttered, 
"He did use the word 'scrapdoodle'." Mabel muttered,
"Also donkey spittle, banjo polish, that and... " You faltered once you noticed they were staring at you. "I'll, uh. S-Sorry, I'll go with Soos." You stammered, feeling your face grow hot in embarrassment and run to Soos who pats your head to comfort you.
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"Look, when you're threadin' the line--lot of people don't know this--but you wanna use a barrel knot." He then whispers, "That's a secret from one fishing buddy to another! Hehe." He explains to some poor kid on another boat.
"Uh, I, uh, who are you, exactly?" The poor boy nervously asked,
"Just call me your GRUNKLE STAN-"
"Sir, SIR, SIR! Why are you talking to our son? If you don't leave right now, I'm calling the police!" The boy's mother shouts, pulling her son away from Stan.
"Ha, ha, you see, the thing about that is.. " He said, nervously. Starting his motor and speeds away.
"Go bother your own kids!" The mother yelled.
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"Ooh, yeah! Work it! Work it! Nice! Nice! Gimme another one of these! Yeah, I like that one." Soos compliments the beaver he was taking pictures of, as it was posing on a stump. 
You sat next to the twins, bored. Another beaver made it's way towards you, tilting it's head curiously and sniffs you. You turn to it, tilting your head at it as well. You held out your hand to pet it, it sniffs your hand and happily places it's head underneath it, letting you pet his head. The beaver crawled it's way into your lap and making itself at home. "Cutie.. " You mutter, continuing to pet it's head.
You hear Mabel scream and immediately carry the beaver, seeing the Gobblewonker's silhouette swimming away. "No way!" You gasp, running next to Dipper.
"This is it!" Dipper squeals, taking a picture. You grab his arm and gently pull him back. "Wh- Come on guys! This is our chance!" He said, Mabel and Soos back up and you continue to tug at his arm. "What's wrong with you guys?" Dipper asked.
"Dipper.. ?" "Dude...?" Mabel and Soos mutter, and you finally had enough and yank Dipper back, making him drop his camera.
"Wh- (Name)! Come on, It's not that hard, all right? All you gotta do is point, and shoot. Like this!" Dipper said, aiming his camera at the Gobblewonker and realizes it's right in front of him. The beast roars causing Dipper to drop his camera and the beaver climbs on your head and you pull Dipper away, running.
"Run!" Soos yells, the Gobblewonker pushes a tree over which falls and almost hits Dipper and Mabel, but Dipper lunges and Mabel and they roll out of the way, you slow down and grab the twins, helping them up. You continue to run and dodge falling trees and eventually catch up with Soos. 
"Get back to the boat! HURRY!" Soos shouts, the Gobblewonker snaps at Mabel who hops onto Soos's back. Dipper trips and drops another camera but you catch him, carrying him like this;
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(I didn't know how to describe it so have a picture 😭)
"The picture!" Dipper yelled, 
"Dude, if it makes you feel any better, (Name) and I got tons of pictures of those beavers, dude!" Soos attempts to comfort him.
"We almost wasted a roll or two of film on them actually!" You added,
"WHY WOULD THAT MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!" Dipper shouts back.
You finally arrived at the boat, the beaver still with you surprisingly. Soos lifts the twins off the boat and you help him push the boat back into the water. The twins help you up and you pull Soos up together and he runs towards the helm. "Let's get outta here, dudes!" He yells and drives the boat away backwards.
"Alright! This is it!" Dipper said, trying to take a picture "Cracked lens?! Soos! Get a photo!" He yelled only to see Soos throwing cameras at the monster. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Dipper shouts, 
"Oh! I still got one left! Don't worry, dude!" Soos answered, throwing a camera at Dipper but misses hitting the wall and breaking it instead. 
"(Name)! Do you have any cameras left?!" Dipper pleads. 
"Yeah but they're kind of filled with pictures of beavers! Sorry!" you apologized, checking all of your cameras for any space left. Dipper only sighs in disappointment. 
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As Stan was struggling to tie a knot, a few yards away were Schmipper and Schmabel's boat.
"Can you pwease tell me mo'e funny stories, Pop Pop?" He asked his grandpa,
"Anything for my fishing buddies!" Pop pop laughs and pats his grandchildren on their heads, Stan growls at the sight.
"Pop pop? I just weewized dat... I wuv you." Schmipper admitted,
"Aw, come on! Boo! Boo!" Stan yells,
"Hey, now! What's the big idea?" Pop Pop confronts,
"Maybe he has no one who wuvs him, Pop Pop." Schmipper suggested,
"Yeah, well, I.. I... " Stan stammered when the S.S. Cool Dude drives past him and soaks him. He throws his hat to the ground in frustration, then sits down and sighs.
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"SOOS! BEAVERS!" Dipper yells, the boat crashes into the old, broken boat and beavers fly everywhere, biting the boat and the crew.
"Ah, beavers! Oh, no!" Soos cried, there were beavers biting Dipper's hat, Mabel shakes a beaver off of her arm, you were trying to pull off your new beaver friend who was attacking another beaver that scratched you in the face, and another lunges at Soos, who stumbles away from the wheel. Mabel run to steer the boat while you chased after Soos, trying to help him out. Dipper throws the remaining beavers on board at the Gobblewonker.
"KUYA! Quit running!" You yelled, Soos stops running and yells,
"Sorry dude! It helps with the pain." He apologized, you pull the beaver that was latched onto his face while he held onto the railing of the boat. Once you pulled it off you threw it off the boat with the beaver landing on another fisher's boat. They stared at each other before the beaver attacks the fisher while he screams in pain. The boat drives through a place with people fishing, who are overturned by the Gobblewonker behind them. 
"Headlock!" Manly Dan said, headlocking a fish. His sons cheer him on when the boat is overturned by the wave from the Gobblewonker. Fish start raining down on them.
"The fishes! They seek revenge! Swim, boys! Swim!" Manly Dan shouts as the family frantically swims back to shore.
Back at the S.S. Cool Dude. The Gobblewonker swipes at the boat and manages to knock the control cabin off.
"Aah! Look out!" Mabel warned, 
"Easy... Easy... " The man said as he and another man transport a glass sheet by boat when the S.S. Cool Dude drives through it.
"My glass!" The other man cried.
"WHERE DO I GO!?" Mabel shouts, looking at the dead-end ahead. Dipper looks around and flips through the pages.
"Um... uh... GO INTO THE FALLS! I think there might be a cave behind there!" Dipper said, 
"MIGHT BE!?" You and Mabel yell back at him as you all scream. The boat goes through the waterfall and crashes into a cave behind, sending them into the dirt. Standing up, you see the Gobblewonker swim in and grab the twins' arms and back up only for it to get stuck in the cave entrance.
"It's stuck!" Mabel said,
"Haha! Yeah! Wait... It's stuck?" Dipper realized and searches for an extra camera, frantically. You lift Dipper's hat to reveal another camera, he laughs and takes several shots of the beast.
"Did'ja get a good one?" Mabel asked, 
"THEY'RE ALL GOOD ONES!" Dipper laughed, hugging you and Mabel.
"WOO! HAMSTER BALL!" Mabel and you cheered with Dipper. The Gobblewonker, still roaring, gets hit by a rock. It's head falls down with an electric noise.
"What the.. ?" Dipper blurted, walking up to the Gobblewonker and touches it's side. "Huh?" You quickly follow him as he steps on the Gobblewonker and knocks on it. It makes a hollow metalic sound.
"The hell?" You mutter, Dipper tries to climb the Gobblewonker and you push him up, climbing after him.
"Careful, dudes!" Soos warned,
"We got it, Soos!" You shout back as you climb over the Gobblewonker, Dipper then pops up from the other side.
"Hey, guys! Come check this out!" He calls out to them. You four discover a handle and turn it, causing steam to come out. You pull the trapdoor causing more steam to come out and find Old Man McGucket insde, controlling the machine.
"Work the bellows and the... Eh? Aww, banjo polish!" He curses, 
"Wha- Yo- You?! You made this? W-w-why?" Dipper questioned,
"Well, I... I, uh... I just wanted attention." McGucket cried,
"I still don't understand." Dipper said,
"Well, first I just hootenannied up a biochanical brain wave generator and then I learned to operate a stick-shift with ma beard!" McGucket explained,
"That's really cool and gross but like, why?" You asked,
"Well, when you get to be an old fella like ne, nobody pays any attention to you anymore." He answered, remembering to the time when he was outside his son's window with a baseball and gloves. His son, inside his office, closing his blinds. "My own son hasn't visited me in months! So I figured maybe I'd catch his fancy with a fifteen ton aquatic robot!" He laughs like a maniac, then sighs. "In, retrospect, it seems a bit contrived. You just don't know the length us old-timers go through for a little quality time with our family." McGucket finished explaining. You take off the hat Stan gave you and sigh,
"Dude, I guess the real lake monster here is you two. Heh." Soos said, the twins and you stare at him. "Sorry, that just like--boom--just popped into my head there."
"So, did you ever talk to your son about how you felt?" Mabel asked,
"No, sir, I got to work straight on the robut!" McGucket answered as a projector shows blueprints for the Gobblewonker on the trapdoor, "I made lots of robuts in my day!" He pushes button and projectors shows a newspaper with a robot pterodactyl breathing fire on a town and the word 'chaos', "Like when my wife left me and I created a homicidal pterodactyl-tron-" He pushed the button again and projectors shows a picture of a man, "-Or when my pal didn't come to my retirement party." he pushed the button again and projector shows another newspaper with a large robot terrorizing a town and the word 'disaster', "And I constructed an eighty ton SHAME BOT THAT EXPLODED THE ENTIRE DOWNTOWN AREA!" He laughs like a maniac, "Well, time to get back to work on my death ray!" McGucket finishes as he ducks into the Gobblewonker and construction noises can be heard from inside. "Any of you kids got a screwdriver?" He asked but proceeds to get ignored.
"Well, so much for the photo contest." Dipper sighed, taking out his last camera.
"You still have one roll of film left." Mabel points out,
"What do you you guys wanna do with it?" You asked, the twins look at you then at each other then the camera.
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Stan with a defeated look, sighs as he drives his boat back to the shore. "Hey! Over here!" Dipper calls out as you drive by on the incredibly beat-up S.S. Cool Dude and both boats stop. Dipper takes a photo of Stan.
"What the-- Kids? I thought you two were off playing 'Spin the Bottle' with Soos" Stan said, you grimace at the thought.
"Well, we spent all day truing to find a 'legendary' dinosaur." Dipper started,
"But we realized, the only dinosaur we wanna hang out with is right here." Mabel said,
"Even if you're a big grump with some lame old jokes." You joked, earning an elbow jab from the smiling twins.
"Save your sympathy! I've been having a great time withoutcha'! Makin' friends, talkin' to my reflection-- I had a run-in with the lake police! Guess I gotta wear this ankle bracelet now, so that's fun." Grunkle Stan explained, 
"There's... Lake police..?" You asked, no one answered you.
"So... I guess there isn't room in that boat for three more?" Dipper asked, Stan glares you three. The twins put their hats on while you turned the hat around, showing your poorly stitched name. 
Stans expression softens as he asks, "You knuckleheads ever seen me thread a hook with my eyes closed?" 
"Five bucks says you can't do it!" Dipper bets,
"You're on!" Stan challenged as Dipper climbs into the Stan'o'war.
"Five more bucks says you can't do it with your eyes closed, plus me singing at the top of my lungs!" Mabel adds,
"Another five if you can do it in under 30 seconds!" You chimed in, Mabel climbing in with Soos and you following after.
"I like those odds!" Stan said, "Whoa! What happened to your shirt? And what's with the beaver?" He asked the shirtless Soos and you, completely forgetting about the beaver that's been hanging onto the back of your shirt.
"Huh, forgot you were there." You said, pulling the beaver off and carrying it instead.
"Long story, dude." Soos replied,
"Well, good thing we have several hours to explain everything!" You said, nudging Soos.
"All right, everybody get together. Say fishing!" Dipper said, a camera in his hands.
"Fishing!" You, Stan and Mabel said, Soos steps into the picture but only his belly shows.
"Dude, am I in the frame?" He asked.
Dipper takes pictures of the entire thing like Mabel covering Stan's eyes, you behind them with the beaver on your lap and phone in hand with a stopwatch, as Stan peeks and tries to thread a hook; Stan reading jokes while Mabel and Soos laugh, you obviously holding in your laugh with a hand covering with your mouth and your Beaver friend on your lap, munching a wooden plank; Stan and Mabel stealing fish from Smabel and her grandfather; The twins, you and Stan driving away from the lake police. As Stan drives the boat, the boat shakes.
"Whoa!" Mabel yelped,
"What was that?" Dipper asked, Mabel shrugs and they lean back into their seats. Stan drives back to shore and you all get off,
"Uh, kid. The beaver." Stan points out, you look down at the beaver in your arms, happily snuggling into you.
"But-" You tried to reason,
"Kid, it's a wild animal and known for eating wood, which the shack is made of." He states, you frown and look back at the beaver who is staring at you curiously. You sigh, and walk back to water and gently drop it in.
"Sorry little guy, you can't come with." You apologized, petting it's head. As you stand up, it bites on your pant leg and pulls you back.
"Oh no no no no no no." You panic, trying to push it back as gently as you can. "Come on, little guy! You can't do this!" You cry, everyone at the car watches with a grimace before Stan has enough and runs up to you.
"Okay, you know what? SCRAM!" Grunkle Stan shouts at the beaver scaring it and it quickly swims away. You wave goodbye at it's retreating figure, sighing, and walk to the car. Everyone looks at each other sadly and they get in, as you waited for Stan to start the car, you heard the trunk open and shut with Stan just coming in.
The sun just set and the drive was quiet. Mabel and Dipper were asleep in the back and Stan dropped Soos off at his place. You were staring out the window. Stan glances at you then back at the road, "Uh, heh. Crazy day, right?" He asked, nervously. You only replied with a hum and a shrug, too tired to talk.
You arrived back at the Shack, was outside and led the sleepy twins back into the house. You went to help Stan out with carrying the fishing stuff back when he handed you a paper bag. "Here, looked like you were pretty upset back there." He said, you raise a brow at him and opened the bag.
"What?" You muttered, pulling out a stuffed beaver. 
"There was a gift shop nearby and you looked really bummed out." He explained, carrying the fishing stuff back to the house. 
You run up to him, hugging the plush. "T-Thanks, I, uh.. I really appreciate it." You grinned, Stan rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, it's whatever. Didn't want'cha cryin' about it to your 'ma." He teased, you laugh and look back at the plushie with a wide smile. Stan glances at you and sees you stroking the plush with your thumb and hug it again. You greet Elise with a hug and run upstairs to get ready for bed. Elise shuts the door for Stan as he drops the stuff next to the coffee table and drapes himself over the couch.
"Say, where'd (Name) get the toy from?" Elise teased with a smile, leaning on the couch.
"Don't talk about it." Stan groans.
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A/N: Surprise! You guys have motion sickness AND a small bonding time with your Grandpa Stan! You guys were also supposed to get easily sea sick but I completely forgot because of all the action 0(-(
WC: 6638 😭
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scaredycatqlt · 4 months
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Some silly platonic headcanons of bill cipher x reader pls?
Oh hell yeah!!! I love my lil AroAce triangle >:3
Bill Cipher X Reader [PLATONIC!]
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Alright, well, for starters, how you became friends could vary.
Either you’re some messed up otherworldly creature with a thirst for chaos and destruction like him, or some unsuspecting human. Or maybe you knew what you were doing? Who knows! Bill knows.
Regardless, at first he doesn’t pay you much mind. You’re simply another pawn on the chessboard to him.
He can get bored easy, so he hangs out around you a lot. Not for long, mainly frequent short visits.
He finds you amusing, you and your antics! If you’re a dimensional thing like him, he’s quick to invite you to join him in wrecking havoc. If you’re a human, he’s more still in the ‘I’m better lol’ mindset.
When you guys are finally friends, he will try to convince you to let him possess you. Not all the time! And very infrequently! Come on, won’t you help a pal out?
His love language (PLATONICALLY) is acts of service and gift giving. He’s not an emotional being by any means at all, so this is how he expresses his care for you.
As canonically presented, his gifts are kinda…..messed up.
deer teeth, a eternal screaming head, weird shit in general.
Also with acts of service he totally offers to take care of anything bothering you. Someone annoyed you? He can get rid of them! Don’t you worry your fuzzy little head!
A litttlleeee bit of a platonic yandere but who here’s surprised….
He does a lot of small things for you that you might not notice. Like picking something up, summoning an object, giving you whatever small thing you happen to want at that time, yeah.
If something happened to you he’d probably go crazy ngl.
You’re like his partner in crime!
Also, if you’re human he makes sure you’re taking care of your meat-suit properly.
Have you drank water? Eaten? Slept? Done all the human things?
One last thing, I feel like Bill would love Doritos. I know this kinda doesn’t match the theme, but there used to be this whole ‘Bill hates Doritos they’re his species :(‘ kinda thing and while it is funny, personally I disagree. I think he’d find it hilarious, and probably eat them specifically because they look like him. He’s a little creacher.
Here they are!! Again, sorry it took forever. I’ve been busy with school n shit, but I’m working on these requests one by one.
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brightdrawings · 2 years
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(art by @stephreynaart)
"Look over here." you said.
You held a Polaroid camera in your hands, the twins had bought it for you. It was their way of apologizing for not bringing you on their last world wide trip. It was a dated method of taking pictures, but you treasured it nonetheless. From Mabel's suggestion, you had started your own scrapbook to record these newly made memories with the men you loved.
Right now the three of you were taking a moment to enjoy the cliff side view of the ocean. This environment wasn't exactly new, in fact you had seen no less than 10 on this trip so far. The twins even more so. Despite that, all three of you couldn't help being caught in the majesty of the deep blue sea. the vastness of the open sky, and the coolness of the wind. Everything came together to create a sight that was familiar and still felt new every time.
The twins had sat down before you arrived and were quietly enjoying a break from the action and adventures of their current life at sea. This was a brief moment of respite, and you couldn't stop yourself from wanting to capture the moment.
Responding to your cry, both twins turned their heads to look at you. Well used to your itchy camera finger, they each gave you a smile as you captured the moment. Another to add to your collection. Another memory to keep safe and look back on when you returned home.
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ciphercalamitiez · 10 months
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oh god wheatley x reader x bill headcanons … [ aimed for platonic ]
I only did this because I didn’t know who to choose between (I wanted to do platonic bill and platonic Wheatley headcanons but then this idea pinged in mind..)
this MAY be a little OOC (or really OOC i hope It’s not) so uhh SORRY IF IT IS WAAAHHH (also I know you’re gonna see this Roman, hie)
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hohoho oh boy. this duo you’re dealing with is past chaOTIC.
being the middle ground of these two is absolutely hellish. two talkative beings, both make bad decisions. bonus if you are just as chaotic as they are combined.
wheatley frequently argues with bill yet bill is the only one who can come up with comebacks that make sense. if anything, wheatley once screamed out “deez nuts” as an argument when bickering with the triangle guy
you can’t go a night without hearing something crash in the living room
okay arguing aside, when these two are passive with each other you three make a great trio seriously
wheatley likes to tell you about what’s on his mind and asks the dumbest shit known to man (he also asks unanswerable questions. none of them make sense) but you don’t mind yet you try to answer them, or you flat out just stare at him with confusion or idk whatever emotion, he’ll just be looking at you expectantly for your answer
bill answers the questions if you can’t first or answers after you. he makes sure his answers are as snarky as possible which makes Wheatley want to punch him (if Wheatley is human/Android in here, he will.)
cue more arguing here ☠️
anyway, hugging the two is weird but oddly nice. 
if you project Wheatley to be human/android, he’s fairly awkward when it comes to hugging (he tenses up occasionally in the hug, he doesn’t mean to) and depending on his mood, his grip can be soft to rib crushing hard, either type of hugging is nice.. hopefully. he also comments on everything during the hugs unless you ask for him not to. don’t worry, he’ll be fine with shutting up or not!
if you’re hugging the wheatBALL, he can’t really hug back sadly :( but he’ll nuzzle up against you to show that he’s enjoying it!!
hugging bill can either hurt or not. his main way of hugging is probably worse than Wheatley’s rib crushing hugs so you can barely breathe in them. however if he’s feeling nice enough or he’s feeling down/not like himself, he’ll simply just limply wrap his arms around you and rest against you
DO NOT LET THESE TWO IDIOTS COOK. NONE OF THEM CAN COOK FOR SHIT OH MY GOD
you three tried to bake a cake once together (by Wheatley’s request)
The kitchen ended up in flames and shambles and there is rubble falling off the ceiling and flour everywhere
you three commit war crimes together (bill comes up with the most heinous shit to break, wheatley’s actions go unsupervised sometimes and ends up inevitably screwing the plan up, and you have to drag them out of there)
bill and wheatley are both (jokingly) mean to each other (mostly on purpose,) argument or not but are very soft towards you and you only (not really for bill but he’ll be more considerate for you, unless you’re okay with being ((halfheartedly)) jokingly insulted, then he’ll treat you a bit more like wheatley)
when they do get along they are hellish, it’s guaranteed you’ll wake up to cats by TLT playing in the living room and the two are bouncing around together and laughing, it’s actually heartwarming
so many. pillow forts. (too many pillow forts) bill enlarged the pillows and it turned into a literal soft ass kingdom, you guys even had THRONES AND PILLOW GUARDS?? truly reality warping but it’s really pretty inside the fort
bill calls dibs on being the king so he could sit on the throne all the time, that idea gets thrown off easily though when you and Wheatley bounced around. he joined in the bouncing rather than sitting around in the soft throne
you three get into cuddle piles easily and fall asleep together, Wheatley is a heavy sleeper and bill is a light sleeper most of the time. or it could be vice versa :')
despite the fact you three are mean (again mainly Wheatley and bill against each other) to each other sometimes, you all genuinely care for each other and are really close to each other
when it comes to venting out problems, bill is usually the one to show his sympathy through physical affection (such as gentle hand squeezes in understanding) meanwhile Wheatley says the more reassuring and emotion filled things. it’s a great deal fr fr
after Everytime someone vents, everyone gets back into a group hug
in summary, you three are the bomb the slay the sillies and you wouldn’t trade any of these idiots for anyone else 
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i was planning on only sending this in discord but it hit the limit so COUGH
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alex-rambles · 11 months
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rare non bill ask: can you write platonic and fatherly headcanons for stanley pine
Dreamscapers said Stan is the "tough love" type. Well I'm pretending it doesn't exist. Grr.
-Stan is an asshole, we know this
-He's selfish and greedy
-But, much like when Dip and Dots and Marbles came into his life, he is slightly softer with you
-He probably attempts talk himself out of feeling (platonic!) feelings for you
-"Hey, this random kid isn't even related to me! What're you doing, Stan?"
-But every time you walk into the Shack, he "accidentally" marks down prices
-"Accidentally" gives you back more change than you needed
-Does giveaways but rigs it so you win
-Outsiders may see it as kinda weird (which is understandable), but he's just trying to subtly express his affection for you in the most significant way for him. Generosity
-Yes, Stan is stingy. He's a con artist and a hog
-But with family, he can be surprisingly generous
-And he considers you family
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Good Grief
TW: Major angst, death, implied suicide, a lot more probably, loss of a close family member. Please do not read this if you think it will be triggering to you. If I have missed anything here PLEASE inform me as soon as possible.
Stan twins x littlesister!deceased!reader | Platonic (obviously | Good Grief - Bastille | NOT MY GIFS
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Shut my eyes and count to ten. It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other. Burning bright right till the end
The twins ran back to the pawn shop they called their home with all the speed their teenage bodies could muster, worry and adrenaline making them much faster than usual. The two twins had heard all the murmurs and mutters that had circulated around the small town they lived in that were revolved around one member of the Pines’ family. (Y/N) Pines. Little sister to Stanley and Stanford Pines. Daughter to Filbrick and Caryn Pines. Friend and acquaintance to many of the townsfolk.
All these whispers had sent the boys into a panic. They rushed home the second they heard one of them. It couldn’t be true. No, it’s their sister. Their cheerful, adorable, tiny, little sister. It’s not true. It can’t be... can it? They reached the small, pawn shop and rushed up the stairs to their home above the crappy, old store. Ford reached for the door handle, but hesitated. Stanley usually would’ve just shoved my him at this point, opening the door himself. Strangely, the boy took no action, seemingly dreading having to behold the sight of their sisters absence. 
Ford knew he had to open the door. He couldn’t just walk away as though nothing had happened. He counted to ten in his head, attempting to mentally prepare both him and his twin for whatever information they’d learn when they burst through the door. With a shaking hand, he reluctantly turned the door knob, causing the door to quietly creak open. They entered, quickly realising what they had heard was true. There, sat on the couch, was their mother and father. This would be normal, however, they were crying. Hell, not crying, sobbing. They were holding each other tightly, whispers and murmurs of their daughter’s name falling from their lips unsteadily. They looked up at the boys with bloodshot, puffy eyes. Their mother sniffled before their father began to speak.
“St-Stanley...St-Stanford... y-your sister... sh-she.....”
He was cut off unexpectedly by his weeping wife.
“She’s dead...”
She sobbed out, beginning to cry even harder. The twins felt dizzy. This couldn’t be possible. They had heard it all over town but still so desperately hoped that they were wrong. They’d heard it from so many different sources yet still hoped that somehow they were mistaken. Somehow they had mistaken their loving sister for somebody else and she was still alive and well, sitting in her bedroom doing her homework while listening to her favourite music. Still happy and alive like she was before they left, at least they thought she was happy...
They couldn’t even gather any words. Their minds were racing so fast each and every question and thought that rushed through their heads were quickly interrupted by another, then another, then another until all that was going through their heads was a frenzy of jumbled questions and words that were unable to fall from their chapped lips, not matter how hard they tried to force them to. Their hands shook viciously by their sides. The sounds of sobbing, small murmurs and mutters and the boys’ heavy breathing echoed in the room, (Y/N)’s absence having such a great affect that had never occurred to any of the Pines’.
 They never knew that they’d have to say goodbye to her so soon, they never knew she wasn’t going to outlive them as they originally thought. The Pines’ parents were already in their mid-forties to early fifties and Stanley and Ford were seventeen, whereas you were only fifteen when your final breath was stolen from you. It wasn’t fair. It shouldn’t have been you. You were so sweet, so caring, so adoring. It wasn’t fair. It just was not fair.
Now you'll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs.
It was time. The day every single member of the Pines had been dreading. Yet they knew it was time. They had to change the picture above their mantelpiece. At that point in time, it had been a family photo.
The photo in question captured: Caryn, Filbrick, Stanley, Stanford and (Y/N), the children sitting on their sofa, wide grins proudly displayed on their faces. Stan and Ford had their arms hooked around their younger sister, while she sat in the middle. Their parents stood behind the couch with their father having his arm slung around their mother’s waist with a firm expression whilst his wife’s displayed a much softer and far more joyful one - nowhere near as joyful as their children’s expressions, though.
The photograph brought back dear memories, their sister's giggles, their father's insistence of the three of them to settle down and, of course, the ability to hold (Y/N). But they knew it was time, they couldn't keep the photo there. It would simply cause misery and bring back traumatic memories.
The family gathered around the sofa, sending them all into a state of deja vu. They tried to shake it off quickly, concentrating on what they were doing, attempting to numb the pain. The two boys sat in the middle of the sofa, fake smiles on their faces. Their parents sat either side of their children, their mother beside Stanley and their father beside Stanford. Their sister's absence seemed to become more and more apparent by the second. Filbrick kept his stern, emotionless expression, Caryns demeanour had changed since the previous photo though... Instead of a warm, motherly, sincere smile, she displayed the smallest of a forced smile. Their children were looking at the small gap between them. The gap their sister would usually squeeze into.
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers. In my thoughts you're far away and you are whistling the melody, whistling the melody.
It was the day of the funeral. The boys were a wreck. Everyone was, in all honesty. Filbrick wore his sunglasses to hide his glossy eyes, while their mother made no attempt at hiding her sadness. She lost her baby girl. She was inconsolable. Stan and Ford couldn't even cry. They were broken, the loss of their sister physically and mentally broke them. They just felt.. empty without her. She was a ray of sunshine, that one good thing that happens at the end of a horrible day, a smile in a crowd of frowns. She didn't deserve this, she was such a sweet girl. As their friends and family gathered, the ceremony came to a start. Their father and the twins carried the coffin, alongside their grandfather and a close friend of yours. They placed the coffin down and took their seats. Ford covered his eyes, watching through his fingers.
He couldn't do it. He needed her. Why did she have to leave them so so early?
That wasn't how it was meant to be. It was meant to be just the three of them. Stan, Ford and (Y/N) that's how it had always been. Just the three of them. Only then did it dawn on Ford, that it was just him and Stan now. No more seeing your cheerful grin that could light up a room. Just you, lying still in a coffin, surrounded by flowers with an unmoving face, stuck in a permanent look of sorrow. He closed the gaps between his fingers, no longer being able to bear looking at the girl who had once been so energetic and joyful.
Crystallizing clear as day. Oh, I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily
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sivyera · 2 years
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HIII if you’re taking requests can i make one for dipper with an s/o that’s shy but secretly plays guitar in a band yk like stuff like nirvana or arctic monkeys and they sing too and i’m just thinking abt mabel dragging him into one of their concerts and they’re just both staring at this person that rarely talks singing and playing guitar in-front of a crowd
Perfect.
request → yes
PAIRING: Dipper Pines x shy!reader (romantic), Mabel Pines x shy!reader (platonic)
CONTAINS: fluff
WARNINGS: none
SONG: Genius - Sia, Labrinth
A/N: I'm not a very shy person but I'm pretty quiet so I don't see a big problem about writing this nad I loved that idea so thank you so much for requesting. Also I currently have covid so I apologise for slow updates. Enjoy!
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You and Dipper have been dating a few months and you couldn't be happier. He was so kind to you and he was patient with you all the time.
You weren't really extrovert and you were shy so much people used to talk when you talked or they just looked annoyed when you speak. So you slowly stopped talking at all. But when you met the twins everything change.
Mabel was sweet, very energetic and open-minded so she always liked your ideas and opinions on everything. On the contrary Dipper was nerd and little quiet as you. He always had his head buried into his journal.
And you, you always had something for music but no one actually ever asked so why bring that up. You had two close childhood friends who were playing on musical instruments as well.
One of them find a new drummer so you decided to play in little bar in Gravity Falls. This wasn't your first time to play there and people always loved it.
Your music was magical and your voice was perfect.
What you didn't expect was that Mabel heard about your concert and she was so excited to go.
Mabel heard from Candy that singer of this band had an amazing voice. But Dipper really didn't like the idea of going. He would rather stay in Mystery Shack in his room reading. But there he is, sitting in a back seat with happy Mabel next to him.
'If it's another stupid boy band you are dragging me at, I swear Mabel...' Dipper said annoyed. Mabel looked him with a grin on her face, giggling a little. She knew that Dipper wasn't really into music but when he listen something cool and chill, something with he could read easily.
'Don't worry Dipper you will like it.' she said while she was drawing little Waddles face on a car door. Dipper just rolled his eyes and look on the passing forest outside the window.
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Dipper was patiently waiting on the band Mabel was so excited about, tapping his foot on the bar ground while Mabel was sitting right next to him drinking some juice she bought.
Suddenly lights slowly dimmed and one big light was aiming on a stage where now was standing you. Wait you?! Dipper rubbed his eyes once again if he wasn't just imagine you. He quickly turned to looked at Mabel and she seemed just as surprised as he was.
But before he could speak, you started playing. When he heard the soft sound coming from you, he was charmed. His eyes were twitching all over your body. How calm you looked.
He thought it wasn't you, you just looked so peacefully. Mabel put a big bright smile on her face, she loved your band already.
You took a deep breath and start singing. You always let out all emotions you had in every song. It was like a therapy for you. Dipper had now his mouth fully open, eyes widen and Mabel swear she saw a little hearts floating around him.
Dipper watched you in amaze when your eyes met his. Your eyes widen a little because you didn't expect him to be here. Dipper gave you the softest smile so you couldn't help but smile back at him.
Mabel watch this interaction between you two with bright smile while she was screeching. She never saw her brother that happy, she was glad he have you.
Mabel wave at you with a braces smile. You already knew she had million questions for you about this whole guitar and singing thing.
But Dipper on the other side was very happy that he learned something new about you. He sure wanted hear more songs from you but he will wait after this concert. And he already knew that this wasn't his last concert.
He fell in love with you even more and he doesn't planning to stop.
I hope you like it!
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adalwolfgang · 1 year
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gravityflops · 1 year
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words: 2086
pov: 2nd
warnings: n/a (lmk)
“You did WHAT?!”
The liminal space shook with the force of the screech. 
“You SPLIT ME?!”
“Correction, you split you. This is all part of the arrangement that you and I had all those eons ago.” “SO WHAT IS THIS BODY THEN? A-A SENTIENT FRAGMENT?”
“Indeed, you may say so. You are one of three, in fact. As for the other two… Well , one, I have hidden in plain sight. The other, I have hidden far away…” The Axolotl’s voice grows amused. “Two of the three are demons. Two of the three are scoundrels. Two of the three are mortal. It is an even split, I assure you.” “You… YOU-” “I had promised that you would live again. You are now given the opportunity to live three extra lives. I would say that I have gone above and beyond your request.” Bill cried, with the demeanor akin to that of a whiny child.
“I CAN’T LIVE LIKE THIS! YOU TRICKED ME, YOU SLIMY CHEATING-” 
“Now now, Cipher,” the God spoke gently. “None of that. I may be a brother but I do not do name-calling.” 
“--BACK-STABBING DOUBLE-CROSSING LYING--!!”
The Axolotl leaned in real close, the smile on their face persisting. Their words were stern, but not unkind as they told Bill, “Including your very first… the life that you are currently experiencing… is your FOURTH. I recommend that you stop complaining. Especially when considering that this one is the only one in which your memories still currently persist. Waste this, and they will be lost, meaningless. You have them for a reason. Make them count, Cipher.”
Angry triangle noises. Bill was just grumbling to himself at this point.
“Oh. One more thing.” “WHAAT.”
The Axolotl lowered themself to look Cipher in the eye. “You rule on borrowed energy.” 
“UGH. THIS AGAIN.”
“Your trade is that of bargaining, you know how this works. I am a generous being, and I have given you much expecting nothing in return. But you cannot hold onto my power forever.” “WHY NOT?”
There was a deafening rumble that put a shake in the knee of even the chaos lord himself. 
“Because all energy is borrowed. Sooner or later - namely, when you expire, once and for all…”
More angry grumbling.
��...That energy has to go somewhere.”
“What, like a lightning-to-the-ground situation?”
“I was thinking more along the lines of… a lightning rod.”
“What.” 
“Find an outlet. A concentrated one.” 
“What, like a battery?” Bill belted out a laugh. “This type of energy could power a civilization for eons. I actively avoid being that noble, you know.” 
“Whichever you choose. In any case, you may as well do this for me. You cannot use the full extent of your power anymore anyways.” “I can’t WHAT? EXCUSE ME??” “You are not the full extent of Bill Cipher.” 
The Axolotl looked amused. Beady black eyes, sweet smile, almost mocking him. He glared.
“WELL then, wise guy, what outlet do you have in mind? You have a plot for everything, let’s just hear it and get it over with.”
“Well, there are many species in the multiverse that could handle such power--”
“You want me to give it to a SAPIENT??”
“--but I was thinking more along the lines of.. A human.” “HUMANS?” Bill looked outraged. “AFTER WHAT THOSE THINGS PUT ME THROUGH? THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF INCOMPETENCE AND INADEQUACY? THAT RACE IS MORONIC.”
“Is this going to be an issue?” 
Bill stared up. He seethed silently to himself, calculating. Then, he exhaled.
“...At least give me someone who’s pathetic so I can have fun breaking them.”
“I will give you someone who matches you.”
The demon’s eyes lit up. “Chaotic? RUTHLESS? FUN???”
“Empathic. Kind. Easy-going.”
“Pitiful,” Bill spat.
“Exactly.” The Axolotl smiled. “Your definition of the word. They will match you.”
Bill never understood this frilly bastard’s logic. 
“And how am I supposed to find this dumb human?”
“Fear not, they will find you.” 
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The time change was really kicking your butt.
Dragging yourself out of bed at what felt like an ungodly hour of the morning after a long night of research was an agonizing process. It was so cold… Your bed was calling you. You longed to answer. But alas, for some reason you had a “responsibility” to “be at work” or whatever. Apparently gaining phenomenal cosmic powers did not exclude you from the clutches of a capitalist society. Sighh. Personally, that seemed like a ripoff to you. 
After dragging your ass away from the sweet nirvana that was under your blankets, haphazardly throwing on a clean set of clothes and stuffing a half-assed breakfast down your gullet, you stood with the door open, jaw incredulously agape, staring at the snow-covered everything. It was spring yesterday. You couldn’t believe it. You let out an irritated scoff. Damn you, March.
Muttering under your breath, you retrieved your ice scraper. 
You cursed under your breath as it billowed out in puffs of white. “Cold.. It’s so, so cold. It’s March, why’s it gotta be s-so damn c-cold--”
“HEY I HAVE AN IDEA!”
“WAH--”
The demon’s sudden appearance startled you, and the ice scraper was promptly flying out of your hands. It landed with a clatter somewhere on the driveway. “JESUS, BILL, STOP DOING THAT!”
“Oh, you’ll get used to it!” He cackled. 
You groaned. “What do you waaaant, it’s earlyyyyyy.”
“Is that any way to greet your mentor?” You gave him a look. He just laughed. “I would argue that bright and early is the PERFECT time for me to appear! You’re all huffy because your meat robot’s circadian rhythm is all thrown off,--”
“You just want to be annoying.”
“I want to train you to be your best! And to do that, we have to start at your very worst! Or something along those lines. And I wanted to be annoying.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for this right now, I’ve gotta go to work.” As you reached down to pick up the ice scraper, Bill suddenly appeared in front of you at a speed so jarring it felt violent. You nearly jumped out of your skin.
“Hold it! You don’t need that.”
“What?”
“You don’t need it!” Bill repeated. There was a prideful sparkle in his eye. “You’re going to lift the snow off the car without it.”
“What.” You stared at him. “You want me to use my hands?”
“I want you to use your mind!” The triangle demon tapped his side where his temple should be.
You sighed, reiterating, “Bill, I don’t have time for this.”
“Yes you do!”
“I really do not.” You reached for the scraper. It dissolved before your eyes and appeared in Bill’s hand. “BILL.”
You swiped at the demon. He easily dodged out of the way. 
“Come on, just let me-” Another unsuccessful swipe.
He scolded. “NO. BAD.”
“Bill I swear to god I am going to be late because of you-”
“No you’re nooot!~” the demon singsonged. Still gripping the scraper, he showed his wrist, where a watch had apparently materialized. He tapped the glass. There was an absence of ticking, the clock was completely still.
“...You stopped time.” It was a deadpan statement, not a question.
“Slowed it, actually, but in human perception, what’s the difference?”
“Bi-i-i-illlll,” you groaned. 
“Now you have plenty of time because time is relative! Haha!”
“This is stupid. I could be done in five minutes if you just give me the damn ice scraper-”
“TOOLS ARE FOR SAVAGES!”
“Tools are what aided the evolution of mankind.”
“EVEN MONKEYS USE TOOLS. Actually, it’s the ability to write history that makes you guys so ‘special’. You gave up your long-term memory for more brain-power,” Bill cackled out. “You became reliant on outside sources of information in order to discover more complicated forms of the scientific method a few millennia earlier! You could have had both but nOoOo, you had to rUsH iT!”
He stopped laughing rather suddenly, and stared at you.
He said your name. “I know you can do this.” 
  “I gave you half of my power as a god, isn’t that a tool enough?”
…You sighed. “Fine. As long as this is quick. The world might wait but I won’t.”
“Excellent! Now stand up straight, my pupil! It’s reality-bending time!”
“Yippie.” 
You would have been more excited if you weren’t up an hour earlier than usual. 
“That’s the spirit! Now, imagination comes naturally to me so I need to pinpoint where you’re lacking.” You shot him a fiery look. He continued unbothered as though he didn’t notice. “Just try to remove the snow with your mind. Make it disappear, any way you see fit.”
…Well, nothing that was coming to mind seemed to be working. You willed it, but nothing happened.
“Hm… I think you have a concentration problem. Try holding out your hand at it. That helps humans focus, right?” 
You stared at the car, arm outstretched. Almost like a superhero. You were amused by the thought. Or a supervillain. 
The car suddenly crumpled in on itself, crushed into a sad lump of useless metal by an unseen force. In other words: beyond totalled. Your hands flew up to your head in panic. “FUCK.”
“Well that’s not it.” Bill was stroking the space above his tie, as though there was a chin there. He snapped his fingers and the car reformed, easing your panic a little. That’s right, he can do that..
“Give it another shot. On the snow this time.”
Biting back a remark, you tried again, clenching your hand so intensely that it shook. 
To your astonishment.. particle by particle, the snow lifted, until nothing remained but white mass hovering above your car.
Bill whistled. “Nice, kid!” 
You parted your jaws to tell him to let you focus, but the tiny distraction was all it took. The snow dropped back onto the vehicle. And an additional four feet fell all around you as well. You were nearly buried, only your shoulders and your raised hand remained above the snow. 
Cold. Cold cold cold holy baby Jesus that’s cold-- Also did I do that??
The demon laughed out, grabbed your hand and pulled you up. You stood atop the powder snow, shivering too much to think about how you weren’t sinking. None of this makes sense, that’s the only thing that DOES make sense.
“You’ve got some kickback to ya! No worries, I’m sure that’ll go away in time.” He waved his hand to clear the new layer of snow away, returning it all to the sky. “Probably.” 
“Can you please just let me go to work now.”
“You would really rather go to work than spend time with me?” Bill clasped his hands together, feigning an innocent expression. At the look you gave him, he just laughed, clearing the snow off your car as well. “Fiiine, I’ll pretend I’m not hurt.”
“Thank you.” Bill watched you slip into the driver’s seat, reach to turn the car on (having completely forgotten that you’d done that already) and…. “Oh my god.”
Curious, the demon pops into the passenger’s seat. “What?”
You were leaning back, head against the headrest, staring in disbelief. “I’m out of gas. I meant to fill it yesterday, I totally forgot.. Was I really running on empty when I got home…?”
“Oh, easy! My apprentice, you forget too often that you have the world’s most powerful being as your mentor!” Bill cracked his knuckles and snapped his fingers. The engine roared to life, and the dial read a miraculously full tank.
“O..oh. Forgot.. you could do that. Again.”
“It’s no problem, hotshot!” He sounded smug. “Well- maybe problem for your neighbors, but I’m sure they won’t notice.”
You sat up. “You took my neighbors’ gas??”
“Yeah? It had to come from somewhere. Can’t make something out of nothing, you know!”
“Bill, that’s stealing!”
“Hey, you needed it more than they do! Sheesh kid, ya try to do something nice for once..”
You stared at the demon. He stared back. 
“....Fine, okay, just this once. But don’t do it again.”
“As long as you don’t forget to refill it again!” Bill laughs at your grumbling. You mumbled something, and a smug look flashed in the demon’s eye. “Sorry, whassat?”
“I said thank you.”
“Why, you are very welcome.” Even without a mouth, the shit-eating grin was there. He ruffled your hair and tipped his hat. “Enjoy licking capitalism’s boot, Humie!” 
“Gee. Thanks Bill.”
“And hey. Drive safe.” With that, the demon vanished. 
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apollowhoo · 11 months
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Hello my friend; I just wanted to say that I love your stories and everything! I also wanted to know if you are doing any stories requests or anything? 🤗🤗🤗🤗
Thank you for your kind words! I'm glad you enjoy reading my stories!! Yes, my requests are open atm, you can request me headcanons or one shots:D
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harveyb-wabbit92 · 2 years
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{While watching his brother and Y/n battle, Emmet notices Ingo is looking at Y/n the same way he looks at his favorite cheese cake, and comes to a realization.]
(after the battle, Y/n has gone home.)
Emmet: Uh oh!
Ingo: What?
Emmet, pinching Ingo’s cheek: Somebody's in love!~
Ingo, smacks his brother’s hand away: Yeah, right! I just think Y/n's cool, okay? It's not like I lay awake at night thinking about her!
(Cut to Ingo’s room) 
Ingo, laying in bed staring wide-eyed at his ceiling: Uh-oh.
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febrezecommercial · 1 year
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HAPPY AROMANTIC DAY OF VISIBILITY GUYSSSS!!!! IM AROMANTIC AND BI YAYY
Ship: Mabel Pines x aromantic!Reader
(Platonic Pairing)
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Storyline / Request: You(nervously) come out as aromantic to Mabel (she supports u obvi)
TW: you were nervous to tell her and its a lil sad
"Hey, Mabel?" You hesitate slightly as you lean against her doorframe. She looks up at you from the floor where she's making bracelets curiously.
"Yepper, what's up?"
"Well I just kinda.... thought you should.... y'know," You scratch your neck nervously before spitting out a jumble of words in a songle breath, "Ikindasortaneverwanttohavearelationshipithinkbutialsohavenoideaifthisisjustaphaseorifimjustkindamessedupbut-"
"WHOA-HOA-HOA!" She puts out a marker covered hand. "Let me stop you right there, bud." She stands up and walks over to you, shaking her head like a grandmother while she pulls you over to sit next to her on the floor. "Aaaaand- GO!"
You take a deep breath. "Okay, I know you probably won't fully understand how I feel about this so I need you to just listen. Okay?"
She nods curtly, symbolically zipping her lips shut, locking them, and throwing away the key.
You smile softly, "Alright. Basicallyyyyy... I just thinkimightkindaneverreallywannahavearomanticrelation- "
She cuts you off silently. With a lazy punch to the gut. "Slower, dude. Come on." She smiles. "It's just me? Chillax."
You nod, continuing, you take care to ensure you keep an even tone and speed of talking. "I... don't feel the way you feel. About... dating? I guess?" She looks confused and you continue on, closing your eyes and subconsciously rubbing you hands together. "The thing is, Mabel, I don't really want the kissing parts.... or the dating part... or the meeting the family part... or just any of the parts, really."
You sigh and look at her, "Do you think you can understa- OOF!"
Your sentence is broken off with an aggressive hug from Mabel.
She kisses you on the cheek and sits back up grinning. "I KNEW IT!!" She pumps her fist in the air. "Well maybe not 'knew' knew, I guess. But I knew! m" She shimmies around, shaking her hands excitedly before sitting back suddenly and turning to you. "Why were you so scared to tell me?"
You look down at your hands in your lap. "I just... I've been told so many things are wrong with me because of... y'know... that. And I know it was unlikely but I just expected the worst from you." You sigh quietly, "I'm sorry."
She hugs you again, her eyes look sad as she pulls back. "You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/N. It's okay to be nervous about that. You had perfectly good reasons to be."
You look up at her hopefully. "Promise?"
"Promise."
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amooo1023 · 2 years
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Originally I made this in october 3rd but it ended up taking longer time because of inconveniences. I barely have any time for activities because of college. This will probably be the only thing I do for the 2022 billtober, sorry. But hey it's still a fic, you can use it as a prompt if any of you viewers want! Anyways enjoy this very short fic.
Game of chess (billtober 2022) READER-INSERT
"NO!" "YES!" The victorious triangle cheers. Bill Cipher, a dream demon of many, said to have destroyed countless of universes, most would fear for their lives of even thinking about him. Yet here you were playing chess with him. And you were NOT giving up. "How do you always keep winning? IT'S UNFAIR!" You yell, slamming your head into the chessboard. Which phased right through you. "Kid, I've been around for YEARS! I've played chess before your grandma was even BORN!" He did have a point, but that didn't make it any more fair.  Were you ever going to beat him? "Yeah that's right, kid. YOU'LL NEVER BEAT ME! NOT EVEN IN YOUR AFTERLIFE!" "Shut up, Bill. Save it for later, I'm going to beat you and you're going to whine. You will face my wrath in this game of mind chess."
Bill Cipher laughs, close to being hysterical. You only glared at him even more. "OH, AND HOW ARE YOU GOING TO DO THAT KID? I CAN READ YOUR MIND, THIS GAME IS PRACTICALLY RIGGED AGAINST YOU." He mocked, all the chess pieces already rearranging. You shot him a smug grin, hiding all the sore-loser energy you felt. "I am going to make it impossible for you to distinguish what move I'll make, in my mind." Bill shot you a smug looking expression, as well as he could.
"Good luck with that, kid." You laughed. "I won't need luck!" You both continued to play, each chess piece screaming in agony whenever you moved them. Bill getting more and more frustrated at each turn you managed to land. Eventually you had enough, and you took his pawns away from him. You move your bishop to his last pawn, taking away the pawn. The pawn leaves off a child's scream before it leaves the board, taking over the board completely. The only thing left was his king. Bill stares wide eyed at you in shock and frustration.
"HEY!" You grin deviously. "Told you I'd win." You move your queen down towards the king. "Check-" You finally place the queen and let go of the piece, finishing your turn. "-mate."
Hope you enjoyed! This can be seen as platonic or romantic, I don't really care what you choose.
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alex-rambles · 1 year
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Sorry if this is weird but could you make headcanons on platonic yandere bill where he ends up viewing the reader like we are his own child? And it’s more like a messed up father and child relationship and bond but the reader ultimately wants nothing to do with him
Tw for groomy behavior that isn't sexual but still groomy
-You're most likely a person who has been an outcast for a very long time
-He has probably had his eye on you for a very long time
-Parental feelings are beyond foreign to him, so he displays them in a very messed up way
-Actually
-When you were a kid, he appeared, trying to isolate you from your parents, slowly and subtly
-Of course he knows children are easy to manipulate- but not you
-His flattery didn't do it for you
-You stuck with your actual parents
-This pisses him off
-You're his, not theirs
-He saw himself in you
-Still, he continues trying
-Flattery. Mentions of a future reward (what would it be? Only he knows). The odd threat against your parents and other loved ones
-But you won't budge
-You reach adulthood, only to cut him off
-You stop hearing him out. Everytime he showed up in your dreams, you'd force yourself awake
-This is unhealthy, you are not getting any sleep
-Bill hates it
-He forces you into the mindsdape once, but it cost him a lot of energy
-And it wasn't even worth it! You just ignored him
-Weirdmaggedon arrives. You get kidnapped immediately. You're in the Fearamid the second he's done making his presence known to the townsfolk
-But you still refuse to even talk to him
-It pisses him off
-He wants you to depend on him. He wants you to call him "mom" or "dad"
-But you won't
-He may just kill you
-Or he might die before he has the chance
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*Welcome to the Witches Hut*
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🔮 This little blog is run by me! My name is Tati, but I usually go by Scribbles online, though either is fine, and my pronouns are she/they!
🔮 The witches hut is where I allow myself to be as strange as I want to be, and to share little bits and pieces of the worlds I create inside my mind.
Autistic and Physically Disabled| Generalized Anxiety| Lesbian| Mixed Black| Practicing Witch| Demi-girl
🔮 A lot of what I do falls into Self Inserts, X Reader Fanfiction, and F/o Imagines, Self insert and f/o drawing requests! {Free, Sketch Only}
Fandoms:
{{Key}}⚡Most active, 🧙 Self-Insert Made For, ❤️ F/0s
Shera and the Princesses of Power {2018-2020} ⚡🧙❤️
Gravity Falls {2012} ❤️
The Owl House ⚡🧙❤️
Genshin Impact
Rise of the Teenage Mutant Nija Turtles ⚡❤️
Five Nights at Freddy's ⚡❤️
Avatar the Last Airbender
The Legend of Korra ❤️
Marvel ⚡❤️
Motherland: Fort Salem ⚡❤️
Fictional Others:
{{Key}} 💝Not comfortable sharing, 💕 Romantic f/o, 🐤familial f/o, 🦷child f/o, 🤟🏽platonic f/o
Catra Applesauce MeowMeow 💝 💕
Shera and the Princesses of Power 2018
Adora/She-ra 🤟🏽
Shera and the Princesses of Power 2018
The Mad Dogs 🐤
Rise of the Teenage Mutant Nija Turtles
Eda Clawthorne 🐤
The Owl House
King Clawthorne 🐤 🦷
The Owl House
Luz Noceda 🐤 🦷
The Owl House
The Belweather Unit 🐤🤟🏽
Motherland: Fort Salem
Fan Made Content:
Shera and the Princesses of Power x Reader Imagines: X *link n/a*
Rise of the Teenage Mutant Nija Turtles: X *link n/a*
The Owl House: X *link n/a*
Fictional Other Imagines: X *link n/a*
Self Insert Art: X *link n/a*
Fanart: X *link n/a*
Fandom Gush: X *link n/a*
Fictional Other Gush: X *link n/a*
Catra Simp Hours: X *link n/a*
The Sims 4: *link n/a*
TS4 Self Insert x Catra: *link n/a*
🔮 That concludes my little promo, this is my first time doing something like this so excuse me if it's a little silly. Still, I hope to see you all again, weridos and witches!
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plagueoffools · 2 years
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MASTERLIST
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(( READ AT YOUR OWN RISK / SPOILERS, ETC ))
I DO NOT TOLERATE ANYONE MIMICKING THE ACTIONS OF VIOLENT, TOXIC OR MISCONDUCT FROM FANFICTION IN REAL LIFE OF ANY KIND. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT YOUR FANFICTION WILL STAY FICTION.
SERIES/ANIME -
CHAINSAW MAN (coming soon..)
LAND OF THE LUSTROUS
GRAVITY FALLS (coming soon..)
BUNGOU STRAY DOGS
GAMES -
GENSHIN IMPACT (coming soon..)
HONKAI STAR RAIL (coming soon..)
OTHER TYPES OF MEDIA -
SCP FOUNDATION/ CONTAINMENT BREACH (coming soon..)
RANFREN (coming soon..)
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