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[myss-lys]

Your Hair, it’s Pink

This is the “prequel” of Like the Prince?. I’m going to make this into a series!

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I have a small smile on my face as I walk through the crowd of the new arrival of students. My curls bouncing with every step I take. My bright pink hair stealing to attention from people’s conversations as I walk by. I’m used to it. The staring. I’ve been teased about my pink hair my whole life.

I’ve had pink hair since I was born. Something unheard of. The nickname “Pinkie” has haunted me since the 1st grade.

As I make my way up the steps I’m met with the most bubbly girl I’ve ever seen. She’s decked out in pink and she has an almost dazzled look on her face. “I was trying to be nice.” She says. The following words are spoken from her two minions from beside her, reassuring her. I wonder what happened?

As I walk through the entrance to the main room, I’m met with more eyes on me. I feel that familiar pit in my stomach, but I quickly shake it. I continue walking until I’m met with a girl in my path. She’s wearing a black dress. She turns around revealing her beautiful features, including her green skin.

She looks at me with an unreadable expression. She looks confused but also knowing, a grin growing on her face. “Your hair, it’s pink.” She says. I pretend to look shocked. “It is.” I say with a smile. She smiles back, an unspeakable feeling of understanding bounces between us.

We find ourselves sitting together at lunch, away from the curious stares and whispered comments. Elphaba, I learn, is her name - and she understands what it's like to be different in a way few others can.

"People have always treated me like I'm some kind of oddity," she confides, absently picking at her sandwich. "As if green skin makes me any less human."

I nod, twirling a pink curl around my finger. "I get that. The constant questions, the nicknames, the assumptions. It's exhausting sometimes."

"But you wear it well," Elphaba says with a genuine smile. "Your pink hair - it's like you've taken what makes you different and turned it into something beautiful."

Over the next few weeks, Elphaba and I become inseparable. We share stories of childhood taunts turned into armor, of learning to embrace our uniqueness rather than hide it. We laugh about the ridiculous reactions we get when we're together - the pink-haired girl and the green-skinned girl, an unlikely duo that somehow makes perfect sense.

[myss-lys]

I’m taking requests for Fiyero! Please please send me any ideas you have!

[myss-lys]

Like The Prince? ~ F.T.

Summary: In which a pink haired girl is met with the most sought after man in all of Oz, Fiyero.

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I twirl the yellow flower in my hand as I walk through the dark woods. My professor sent me out to get a specific flower for the potion that we’re currently learning how to make.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts when I hear a twig snap behind me. My head whips around. Suddenly my mind is racing with every scary movie, book, and story I’ve ever heard. I quickly turn back to the path and begin walking at a fast pace.

I nearly fall backwards when a horse comes running right at me. It stops right before reaching me and both the horse and the man on it laugh at me. “Woah, didn’t mean to scare you.” The man says. I recollect myself before scolding the man like I’m his mother. “Are you crazy? You cannot be riding like that at night you could kill somebody!” I shout. “Ok mom.” The horse snickers under its breath causing the man the laugh.

I roll my eyes before walking back on the path. The man follows beside me, still on his horse. “I don’t think you have to worry about being trampled at night, considering you have that bright pink hair.” The man says. My hand subconsciously touches my pink hair. The pink hair I was born with an have been relentlessly teased for.

“Just get whatever you have to say about it out of your system now.” I say, defeated. “Okay then. It’s a wonderful color on you.” He says. I look up at him and scoff. “Who-who are you?” I ask. “I’m Fiyero Tigelaar.” He says. I scoff again. “Like the prince?” I ask. “Of course darling.” He says. “Like I believe that.” I say.

He chuckles. A silence falls over us before he breaks it. “Where are you headed to?” He asks. “Shiz.” I say. “Why don’t you let me give you a ride? It’s not out of my path.” He says. I laugh. “Yeah that doesn’t sound suspicious at all. First you’re a prince and now suddenly my destination just happens to be in your path?” I say.

“Suit yourself.” He says before speeding up. “Wait! Just because my feet are starting to hurt, I’ll let you give me a ride.” I say with a smile. He grins at me before reaching his hand down to help me up.

The ride to Shiz is filled is lighthearted conversation and many laughs. I notice he’s taking the longer way to Shiz, seeming to not want the conversation to end.

He stops at the gates of Shiz. “I hope to see you around.” He says. “I don’t.” I say, jokingly, before unlocking the gate with my Shiz Pin. I hear him chuckle behind me. I turn back around and our eyes meet, for what I think is the final time. “See you later, Pinkie.” He says. I wince at the nickname I had opened up to him about. The one I’ve been called my whole life and have. “Bye, prince.” I say with a sarcastic tone.

I turn around and walk away, not looking back. I feel his lingering stare before hearing him and his horse ride away.

The next morning I open my door to get the daily paper. The front page shows the man from last night, the title reading “Prince Now Attending Shiz”

He wasn’t lying.

Later that day, I'm walking to class when I hear a commotion in the courtyard. Galinda Upland, the most popular girl at Shiz, is practically hanging off someone's arm. As I get closer, I realize it's him. Fiyero.

He's smiling politely as she chatters away, flipping her perfect golden curls and batting her eyelashes. I can't help but notice how they look together - like something out of a fairy tale. The handsome prince and the beautiful socialite.

I try to hurry past, clutching my books to my chest, but then I hear his voice cut through Galinda's endless stream of words. "Excuse me for just a moment," he says, already moving away from her despite her protests.

"Hey, Pinkie!" he calls out. I freeze mid-step, feeling everyone's eyes turn to me. Galinda's mouth drops open in shock as Fiyero jogs over to where I'm standing.

"I was hoping I'd run into you," he says, grinning at me. "Though I have to say, you're much easier to spot in daylight."

I can hear the whispers starting already. Galinda's perfectly manicured hand is pressed to her chest in horror as she watches the scene unfold. The prince - her prince of exactly ten minutes - is talking to the girl with the weird pink hair.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to your adoring fan?" I ask, nodding toward Galinda.

He glances over his shoulder and shrugs. "I'd rather talk to the girl who called me crazy and lectured me about night riding safety. Much more interesting conversation."

I feel my cheeks flush, both from his words and the increasing number of stares we're attracting. "Well, someone has to keep you in line, Your Highness," I reply, trying to keep my voice steady despite my racing heart. The crowd around us continues to grow, and I can practically feel Galinda's glare burning into my back.

Part 2 —> coming soon

[myss-lys]

I recently re watched gravity falls and found your blog! i love the way you characterize Dipper, btw.

If your requests are open, do you mind writing something about Dipper x Reader where reader has a crush on dipper but is kinda low key about it but maybe Mable knows and tries to help Dipper and Reader get together?

I was thinking maybe Reader is Wendy’s younger sister and she has to watch Dipper have a crush on her (a little bit of angst doesn’t hurt anybody 🤣) but then she goes through a near death experience and Dipper realized he has a crush on her.

Sorry if this was very hyper specific, I’ve had this idea for a while now but I’m really nervous about writing it myself i guess…

Older Dipper Pines × reader (16-17)

Warnings: angst, happy ending, feminine pronouns used

Thank you for the request! It took me a second to get to it but l'm back to writing so please sending requests if you have them! 💜💜

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I Hate You ~ D.P.

“I hate you.”

Those were the last words I spoke to my best friend Dipper Pines before I blacked out.

“I hate you too.”

That was the last thing I heard Dipper say to me before we got separated.

To understand what’s happening, let’s go back.

~Four Summers Ago~

I sigh as I walk into the Mystery Shack to give my sister, Wendy, her lunch she left at home. I walk in and see Mr. Pines having his usual debacle with a customer, trying to get them to spend an unfathomable amount of money on a rock painted gold. I chuckle as I watch the scene go down.

“Y/n.” I hear my sister say. “Mh?” I hum as I place her lunch on the counter she’s standing behind. “Me and the gang are going to the haunted gas station tonight, you in?” She asks. I look hesitant. “I don’t know Wendy. Last time we did something like this it didn’t go well.” I shutter as I remember our prior experience to a haunted location. “C’mon dude. Your boyfriend’s gonna be there.” She teases. “Boyfriend?!”

I whipped around as I hear a girls voice I’ve never heard before. I’m met with a messy head of brown hair, big brown eyes, and a smile filled with silver braces.  “Hi! I’m Mabel, and people call me the love expert!” She declares. “No one calls you that.” I move to look around Mabel and see an identical boy holding a notepad and pen. He’s cute. A blush creeps onto my cheeks as I hear Wendy expose my secret.

“Yeah, you guys know Nate? Well Y/n has had a huge crush on him for like, forever.” Wendy snickers. “This reminds me of Dipper’s big crush on Wen-“  Mabel is suddenly cut off by the Dipper’s hand slapping over her mouth. He turns beat red. “Excuse us.” He says before dragging Mabel into the living room.

“Who’s that?” I ask. “That’s Dipper and Mabel, Stan’s great niece and nephew.” She says before turning her attention to the magazine in her hand.

Dipper and Mabel come back in, Mabel trying to hide the smirk on her face. “So.” Dipper squeaks our before clearing his throat. “So,” he says in a forced deep voice. “I overheard that you two are going to the haunted convenient store. What if I- I mean Mabel and I come with you?” He says. “Yeah but I’m only gonna go if Y/n goes and she’s too scared to go.” Wendy sighs. “What? I’m not scared. I’ll go. I’m going.” I state.

Wendy raises her eyebrows. She knows something’s up. “Great! I guess we’re going.” Dipper says as he looks up at Wendy like he’s star struck.

Oh.

~One Month Ago~

I take a deep breath as I rest my head on Dipper’s shoulder. His jacket is draped over my shoulders as we sit on the shack’s roof. It’s just the two of us and the stars.

“There’s the Big Dipper.” I say, point at the constellation. He chuckles. I always point it out to him every time we star gaze. A comfortable silence falls over us. I feel the weight of his head fall onto mine as I hear him take a deep breath.

*Just tell him Y/n. There’s no better time than now.*

“Dipper?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I tell you something?”

“Of course.”

“I-“

“Hey dudes!”

Me and Dipper’s heads whip around to see Wendy. She crawls up the ladder, Pitt Colas in hand. “You two need some company?”

I see Dipper’s face light up. “Yeah! I mean of course!” He says with the biggest smile on his face. I sigh as Wendy sits next to him.

I love Wendy to death but she’s such a cock block. (DON’T TAKE THIS LITERALLY LMFAO)

Wendy and Dipper start laughing about something stupid before Dipper looks at me. “What were you gonna tell me Y/n?” He asks. “Nothing. I’m tired and Mabel and I were gonna watch a movie anyway.” I say coldly before walking over to the ladder. Dipper and Wendy give each other a look before Wendy looks to me and mouths ‘I’m sorry.’ I shake my head and climb down the ladder.

So much for that.

~Three Hours Ago~

Dipper, Mabel, Soos, Wendy and I make our way through the woods to our next adventure. Ford send us out to find some fairy dust for his next invention. He says he’s making a stain remover for Stan’s bed sheets because allegedly his sheets are so stained that he needs a magical solution to fix it.

I shudder at the thought of Stan’s stained sheets. “You okay?” I hear Dipper ask me. “Yeah, just thinking about Stan’s stained sheets.” Dipper and I laugh together until we hear Soos say something. “Yo dudes, check this out.” We all make our way over and see exactly what we’re looking for: the fairy village.

“Okay guys this should be easy enough. We just need to get one cup of fairy dust and we should be good to go.” We all nod and go separate ways to find fairy dust.

An hour later, five fairies cussing me out and a gallon of fairy dust in my eyes, we finally got a cup of fairy dust. “That was harder than expected.” I say. “No kidding.” Dipper  says as he rubs the top of his head were a diary pushed a brick onto.

“The sun is going down and you know what they say, when the sun goes down in the woods, take care, for shadows loom and secrets share.” Soos whispers.

We all look at each other confused. “Where did you hear that?” I ask. “I think I read it on a cereal box.” He says. I furrow my eyes in confusion until I feel an arm stop me from walking. It’s Dipper’s. “What? What is it?” I ask. “Did you guys hear that?”

Suddenly, we hear a high pitched scream. We all cover our ears. “What is that?!” Wendy shouts. “It’s a Dybbuk!” Dipper answers. “A what?!” Mabel screams. “A Dybbuk! It’s a- no time to explain, run!” He shouts before grabbing my hand and running.

We all start running but all of us get separated, except Dipper and I. He leads us to a hiding spot behind a big tree.

I grip onto his hand tighter, him returning the action. He looks at me and I look at him. For a second I could’ve sworn it looked like he saw something in me. Something more than just friends.

“Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“If I die, I just want you to-“

“To what?”

“Tell Wendy I love her.”

My heart drops.

That sentence snapped something inside of me. All of those years of waiting. All of those years doing anything and everything to get his attention. All those tears wondering why he chose my sister and not me.

“Dipper.”

“Yeah?”

“I hate you.”

His face drops.

“What?”

I jump up and beginning running from our hiding spot. “Fine! I hate you too!” Dipper shouts from his hiding spot.

I run. I run as hard as I can. I run until I can’t feel my legs and my lungs burn. I trip and land on a rock, busting my knees and scratching up my arms. The tears finally start falling.

I don’t know what’s happening, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know if my friends are alive.

“Wendy!” I scream. I just want my sister. I just want someone.

**Snap.**

My head whips around.

**Snap.**

Another twig snapped.

**Snap.**

**Snap.**

**Snap.**

Twigs all around me start snapping, my head unable to keep up with them.

**Snap.**

I hear a twig snap directly in front of me. I looks up and see it. The Dybbuk.

~Now~

That was the last thing I remember. Where am I now? I’m not sure. It’s dark. It’s quiet. Very quiet.

I can’t hear, I can’t see, but I feel something. I feel a hand in mine, another on my face.

That’s when I heard his voice.

“Y/n!”

Dipper?

“Oh Y/n. Please wake up. This is all my fault I shouldn’t have let you go! I shouldn’t have-“ He’s cut off with a sob. “I shouldn’t have hid my feelings from you. I- I’m like in love with you Y/n! I’ve just been too much of a coward to say it.” He begins sobbing harder. He hand gripping mine harder.

I’m able to move. I squeeze his hand.

“Y/n?”

My eyes flutter open.

“Y/n!”

“Dipper?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

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I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! I hope I wrote this to your standards and I’m sorry for getting to this late I’ve been in a writing slump. Thank you everyone for the support! 💜💜

[myss-lys]

hey i know you just posted about dipper but I just love the way you write for him so much and theres like nothing about dipper 😭 could you write some more? maybe about what its like being long distance? please and thank you!

Older Dipper Pines x reader (16-17)

Warnings: reader is described as feminine, slight angst, happy ending

Thank you so much for the request! I think you were asking for headcanons but I changed it into a one shot! 💜💜

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always ~ D.P.

•Third Person POV•

Dipper Pines and y/n l/n have been dating for 3 years now. Through that 3 years, they’ve had to get used to long distance. They only see each other over breaks.

They haven’t let this affect their relationship. They’ve found ways to stay in touch. Texting, calling- always calling. Whether they’re eating, doing homework, sleeping. They’ll be on the phone. They call at least once a day.

It used to be worse though. They once called for 24 hours straight. Overtime they’ve gotten better at managing their personal life and love life, not totally relying on each other to be happy. But recently it’s been hard for Dipper, to be happy.

He’s always had a strained relationship with his parents but as he’s gotten older it’s gotten worse. Much worse. He’s constantly arguing with his parents. He’s even gotten kicked out for a few nights before. He would’ve ran away by now if it weren’t for Mabel. Mabel is the only reason that place is even a little bearable.

One of the biggest fights Dipper has had with his parents is when he got yelled at for calling y/n too much. His father saying “you’ll just break up by the time you’re 18”. This really set Dipper off. Which, of course, got him grounded.

Getting grounded was something that happened to Dipper a lot. But this time was different. It was days before prom in Gravity Falls and Mabel had been planning on going there for prom for years. And of course he wanted to go with y/n.

Dipper and y/n had already picked out color coordinated outfits. Prom wasn’t something Dipper was interested in, but y/n was really excited for it, so of course he would put 110% into it. For her.

It was the night of prom and Dipper was locked in his room. Mabel had gone to Gravity Falls alone and promised Dipper she would stick by y/n’s side to make sure she’s happy and he made sure to call her on a pay phone to say he loves her. But Dipper didn’t feel like he was doing enough. He needed to be with her.

He pushed himself up and off his bed, throwing on his suit and converse and grabbing some spare change. He snuck out of his window and managed to catch the last bus to Gravity Falls. He had a few hours before prom would start. He had to hurry.

•Currently in Gravity Falls - Your POV•

Dipper had already told me that he wouldn’t make it to prom. It didn’t fully set in until I watched only Mabel walk off the bus.

She’s been stuck to me like glue since she’s gotten here, despite her “totally hot boyfriend” being around. It’s obvious that Dipper told her to make sure I’m happy. It’s hard to feel happy when the one person you want isn’t with you.

The whole evening, I hold back tears. My friends do their best to keep my mind off of it. Pacifica does my makeup and hair. Mabel helps me put on my dress and gifted me handmade jewelry she made just for me and my dress. Candy and Grenda played my favorite music, put on my favorite movie, made my favorite snack, but nothing could shake the empty feeling I felt in my hand, the hand Dipper always holds.

•Dipper’s POV•

I pay the bus driving before leaping off of the bus. The sun is going down and it starts raining as soon as I step off of the bus. Great.

I began sprinting to the Mystery Shack. I have to get there before prom starts.

•Your POV•

Grenda, Candy, Pacifica, Mabel, and I group up as Stan snaps pictures of us with his polaroid camera that’s probably older than me. None of the pictures came out right and we probably wouldn’t have gotten any good pictures if it weren’t for Ford bringing out a better camera.

All of the girls were happy and giggling. I faked my smile as best as I could but I couldn’t shake that feeling. I look down at my hand. The hand that Dipper always holds. I see a ring. The promise ring that Dipper gave me.

The girls all pose with their dates. A wave of tension moves through the room as I move out of the picture. Mabel gives me a sad look and I just smile and give her a thumbs up.

Stan comes over and pats my shoulder. “Don’t worry kid. You can have a good time without him.” He says, trying to cheer me up. I just nod and give him a smile before he walks off.

“Okay ladies! Let’s go!” Pacifica says. I grab my purse before walking behind the group out of the back door. I hear a crash from the front door. We all turn around to see a soaking wet Dipper Pines, panting with a soggy bouquet of flowers.

My face lights up. “Dipper?” I say quietly. He nods.

I run up to him and engulf him into a hug.

We took more pictures, with Dipper this time. “Okay guys! Now we can go!” Pacifica says before dragging her date out by his arm. Dipper and I give each other a look before laughing. We begin walking and I feel his hand grab mine. The hand he always holds.

•Third Person•

They all sit in the giant limousine Pacifica rented for them. Dipper stares at y/n, thinking she doesn’t notice but like always, she does. She just pretends she doesn’t. As he studies her, he thinks about their future, his father’s words replaying in his head. “You’ll just break up by the time you’re 18.” He pushes the thoughts to the back of his mind and squeezes her hand tighter.

Spoiler alert: they get married.

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I’VE HAD THIS IDEA FOR SO LONG AND I’VE FINALLY WRITTEN IT! It’s kind of booty and corny but that’s why I love it. I love corny rom com things like this. Thank you for the request and I hope it’s what you were thinking. Thank you guys for all the support! 💜

[myss-lys]

dipper pines x mall goth reader would be such a power couple <33

Older Dipper Pines x mall goth reader headcanons (15-16)

Warnings: I will say I’m not a mall goth myself but I looked it up and I’m OBSESSED, reader is described as feminine

Thank you for the request! Like I said, I’m not a mall goth myself so if I say anything that I should change please please lmk! 💜

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dating Dipper Pines headcanons (mall goth edition)

-When you got introduced to the family everyone was i little shocked

-Don’t get me wrong you look great, but compared to Dipper

-You guys are complete opposites

-But you know what they say, opposites attract

-Which makes people wonder how you two met

-Well, you guys met at the library

-Despite your guy’s opposite styles, you guys have a lot in common

-Dipper loves you

-Everything about you

-Your style, your personality, your intelligence

-That’s why you like him

-Living in a small town like Gravity Falls, it’s common for people to be small minded

-But Dipper was different

-He loves your style and even encourages it

-Dipper is honestly a fashion icon

-You will give him different pieces of clothing to pick

-Let’s just say your outfits got 10x better after dating Dipper

-Dipper just has a secret eye for fashion

-Or maybe he just has eyes for you..

-Another thing about Dipper is he loves helping you with makeup

-If you want to try out a new lipstick shade or eyeshadow color, go to Dipper

-He knows about fashion

-Like I said in my last headcanons post, Dipper doesn’t care about looks

-It’s just an extra thing if you have it

-And, we’ll, you HAVE it

-You and Dipper are a hot topic in Gravity Falls

-“The nerd somehow pulled the ‘emo’ chick”

-Honestly though people love you together

-Grunkle Stan pats Dipper on the back for pulling you

-I honestly feel like Stan had a mall goth girlfriend at one point, you can’t tell me he hasn’t had a wide variety of girlfriends

-Side note: Mabel LOVES your style

-Mabel will help you with shopping, hair styles, clothes

-Maybe Mabel’s fashion sense rubbed off on Dipper

-If Dipper is nervous he’ll play with your rings and bracelets

-Pretty much any of your jewelry

-If you make your own jewelry he’ll just stare at you so intensely

-In a loving way of course

-If anyone says something about your style in a negative light, he will be FURIOUS

-He just hates when people make fun of others for their style or how they look

-He loves showing you off

-It honestly surprises people on how such an awkward guy pulled such a cool girl

-He was also excited to introduce you to Robbie

-They still have some weird unspoken beef and he wanted to show Robbie that there are better people than him within his style

-Yeah.. you still don’t understand his mindset with that one

-ALSO

-If you want to be a mall goth but don’t really have the wardrobe

-Maybe your parents won’t allow it or you don’t have money

-If you open up to Dipper about this he WILL do what needs to be done to get you your dream wardrobe

-Anyway the moral of the story is Dipper is going to love you for you and he’s going to OBSESS over your interests, such as your style

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Thank you for the request! I’m really sorry if this was booty butt. I enjoyed writing it! I also got stuck in a worm hole of mall goth outfits on Pinterest. Also I lowkey feel like this might be offensive to some people 💀. Like I feel like I just stereotyped mall goths for some reason? But I really enjoyed writing this and thank you for the request! I hope it meets your standards and if you want anything added or removed I will do so! I’m working on the requests you guys are sending me and I’m LOVING all the ideas! Thank you guys so much! 💜

[myss-lys]

Hello, how are you? Could I ask you for a request for Dipper Pines, where on one of his trips back to Gravity Falls he meets a girl who speaks Spanish, something like fluff. I love your writings!! Sorry for my terrible English, it's a translator :)

Older Dipper Pines x Spanish speaking reader (15-16)

Warnings: I AM NOT A SPANISH SPEAKER AT ALL!!! i barely passed spanish with a C last year so i will be using google translate, i am SO SO SO sorry if it’s inaccurate, reader is described as feminine

Thank you so much for the request! Like I said, I’m not a Spanish speaker so I apologize if this is totally a flop and I hope you’re able to translate it 💜💜

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Love Beyond Words ~ D.P.

•Dipper's POV•

Another summer, another 60 days in Gravity Falls. I rest my head on my palm as my sister, Mabel, sleeps agaisnt my shoulder. I sigh as I stare at the same scenery I've seen for the last 4 summers now. Of course I'm excited to go to Gravity Falls. There's always something crazy going on. From Ford's crazy new discoveries to Mabel's new boyfriends.

Despite the many new creatures I've met throughout my time in Gravity Falls, I have yet to discover a new freind. Or girlfriend or whatever.

I'm soon snapped out of my thoughts as the bus haults to a stop, causing Mabel and I to practically fly forward. "Gravity Falls.” The bus driver says in a monotone voice. I swear that guy gets creepier by the days.

"Awe man, I dropped my gummy worms." Mabel says as she holds up the empty bag of gummy worms.

“Let's go Mabel, I don't want to spend another second alone with this guy." I say as I quickly get my things gathered up.

We stumble out of the bus before it speeds off, not even waiting for my foot to fully step out.

"That guy has some serious problems.” I hear Mabel say. I nod my head in agreement.

"¿Disculpe, sabe dónde está Greasy's Diner?" (Excuse me, do you know where Greasy's Diner is?)

I turn around to see a girl, a beautiful girl. Her smile is absulutley breathtaking. Her hair perfectly frames her face.

Her perfect face.

Mabel nudges my shoulder and I realize I've been staring too long.

"S-sorry I don't speak Spanish. No Español?" I say. I feel like a douchebag right now. I see her face turn from hope to disappointment. It feels like I got punched in the gut.

I want nothing more than to put that beautiful smile back on her face. My face lights up as I remember Ford is fluent in Spanish. He's probably fluent in every language.

"I know someone who knows Spanish." I say. She tilts her head to the side, confused. I take a second before I choose my next words.

"I. Know. Someone. Who. Speaks. Spanish." I carefully pronoununate my words as if that would somehow help her understand. Her face still looks confused. I mentally face palm. Way to go Dipper.

I begin to open my mouth until I'm cut off by Mabel.

"Conocemos a alguien que habla español.” (We know someone who speaks Spanish) I hear come from her phone in a robotic voice. Google Translate. Of course.

The girl smiles and nods.

We begin walking to the Mystery Shack and Mabel tries and fails to make conversation with her. The only thing we learned about her is her name, y/n. I love that name. Y/n. I've never really felt the absolute need to learn another language. I mean sure, it would be something cool and convinenet to learn, espically Spanish, but now, now I feel like I need to learn it.

I would do practically anything to learn more about this girl. Woah Dipper, chill out.

•Time Skip•

We introduce her to Ford and they immediately begin having conversation. Listing to her talk absolutely hypnotizes me. I can't help but stare at her. Her e/c eyes, her h/c hair, her s/c skin, her- "DIPPER STOP STARING AT Y/N!” I hear Mabel shout from beside me with a mishevious grin. I slap my hand over her mouth as she laughs. I drag her from the gift shop to the living room

'Mabel are you crazy?" I whisper shout. I quickly peak out the door and see y/n look at Ford with a confused look. Ford plays it off. I need to remember to thank Ford for that later

•Time Skip•

As y/n eats dinner with us, Ford expains what she's doing here. Her family just moved here and sent y/n out to find the person who was going to teach her English but they completely canceled on her. Now, Ford is going to teach her English.

“Dipper, y/n mentioned she would be interested in teaching someone Spanish, would you like to learn?" Ford asks me. Before I could even open my mouth, Mabel answers for me.

"Would he? He would love to considering he's in love with-“ For the second time that day, I slap my hand over her mouth.

I give her a stern look before looking back at Ford and y/n, who is stiffling a laugh.

"I would love that." I say as calmly as I can. Ford translates to y/n.

"I am excited to teach you, Dipper." She says. It's obvious Ford just taught her to say it. Nevertheless, my heart jumps at the sound of my name coming out of her mouth. I stare at her with a goofy smile on my face before I get shoved to the ground by Mabel.

"Mabel!"

RANDOM HEADCANNONS

-Dipper would learn Spanish so fast for you

-He never worked on something harder in his life

-Despite his efforts to understand you through words, there’s still things you guys do through actions

-You both learn each others languages

-It’s so cute because you both work so hard to learn how to talk to each other just for Dipper to be talking in Spanish and you talking in English

-Trust, Dipper will do anything for you

-That includes learning a whole new language

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Thank you so so much for the request! I hope you’re able to translate this easily! Also I apologize if the Spanish aspect of this was booty. Also to everyone who sent a request: Thank You! Every request had an amazing idea and I’ll get to it as soon as possible! I’m writing them in order as to who requested first. If you have any requests please don’t hesitate to send them. That you all for the support! 💜

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dating dipper pines head cannons?

Dating older Dipper Pines headcanons (15-16)

Warnings: reader is described as feminine.

Thank you so much for the request! If you have any requests please send them!!

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dating Dipper Pines headcanons

-Definitely friends to lovers

-I can see enemies to lovers but I don’t think Dipper would date you unless he knew you

-Speaking of that, looks don’t really matter to him

-He cares about personality

-Dipper loves you for you

-Even though he would want to be friends before dating, I can picture him having a crush on you when you guys first meet

-He would definitely be STRESSING when you’re around

-Especially when you guys go on adventures

-HE IS A SIMP (haven’t used that word in a while but I can’t think of another word 😭)

-He really wants to impress you

-He also really wants you to see him as “manly”

-Even though he grew out of that insecurity a while ago, it still lingers in the back of his mind so make sure to reassure him that he’s manly

-When you guys first start dating I feel like it might be a bit awkward

-Not necessarily in a bad way but like a cute way

-You would definitely be his first EVERYTHING

-His first girlfriend, kiss, etc.

-Probably his first touch from a woman who’s not his mom

-You boost his ego A LOT

-Make sure to give him lots of compliments to up his confidence

-As time goes on he gets a lot more comfortable with you

-It won’t take long until you guys are basically back to normal

-You’re basically best friends who kiss

-Speaking of kissing..

-Your guy’s first kiss was A MESS

-He was so sweaty and red he could barely even stay awake

-He swears he was going to pass out

-He closed his eyes too soon so he practically missed you lips and he went in to fast so he hit your nose on accident and it HURT

-He apologized so many times

-He felt so bad

-The kiss was so bad you guys don’t even consider that a kiss

-You guys made it up with a somewhat better kiss the next day

-Once he’s comfortable his loves kissing you

-He loves kissing your lips, your head, your cheek

-It’s definitely just a quick peck, nothing crazy

-He secretly likes pda

-Nothing crazy just things like hand holding or an arm around your shoulder

-He’s a hypocrite because he hates pda when it comes to other people but when it comes to you..

-He loves letting other people know that he pulled the prettiest girl ever

-When you guys are alone he’s an absolute teddy bear

-He loves cuddling and he LOVES being the big spoon

-It makes him feel manly

-CLINGYYYY

-When he gets tired he doesn’t even notice how clingy he gets

-You’ll force him to put down his book and then tuck him in

-When you move to go to Mabel’s bed (where you normally sleep) he’ll practically drag you done to his bed and wraps his arms around you waste and burry his face in the crook of your neck

-He’s also very confident when he’s tired

-He’ll make moves on you that he wouldn’t do in a million years when he’s awake and actually in control of what he’s doing

-Dipper is very gentle with you

-His touches are so light, worried that he’ll make you uncomfortable

-Consent KING

-He will NEVER do anything that you’re not 100% okay with

-He’s always been very gentle with you even before you guys dated

-This is why you were the only one who knew he was possessed by Bill the first summer he came to Gravity Falls

-Every time Dipper leaves you to go back to California he’s a MESS

-You guys are constantly calling and texting

-Mabel and Dipper use any and every excuse to go to Gravity Falls

-Every time Dipper comes back to Gravity Falls he holds you for HOURS and claims that he “has to make up all the times I wasn’t cuddling you”

-Everyone loves you two together

-Mabel is your number one supporter

-Dipper loves you with all his heart and would do anything for you

-Moral of the story is Dipper Pines is the best boyfriend ever and I wish he was real

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Thanks for the request anon!! Please leave requests if you have any! Also I won’t be writing as often as I would like because I have school and volleyball now 🙄. I am working on making my last one shot a series so if you guys have ideas of what to put it in write it in the comments or send me a request. Thank you all for all the likes!

[myss-lys]

Older Dipper Pines x Reader (15-16)

Warnings: she / her pronouns used, reader is described as feminine.

I didn’t know what to title this so the title is goofy 😭

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the boy from the bus stop ~ D.P.

I sigh as i stare outside of the bus window. I’ve already been on this bus for an hour and I still have 2 hours to go. My phone is almost dead and I have nothing else to do. My parents are making me go to my great aunt Susan’s house for the summer. She’s a lovely woman and I definitely won’t mind living with her for the summer, and I’m honestly happy to get out of my house for a bit. My parents are going through a messy divorce and I really don’t want to have to see any more of it.

I rummage through my bag to see if I brought anything to keep me occupied. I see a book that I must’ve shoved in there a while back. I pull it out. The Hunger Games. Good enough.

I begin reading, completely lost in the book.

•Dipper’s POV•

I stand at the bus stop as I double check my bags to make sure I have everything before getting on the bus. “Chill out Dip, I’m sure you have everything.” I hear my sister, Mabel, say from the bench behind me. “I just don’t want to forget anything.” I respond. Suddenly, I hear the tired tires of the bus screech to a stop. “C’mon Mabel,” I say before grabbing all my bags and stepping into the bus.

I look around. Only a few people on the bus, as usual. There’s an old couple that Mabel and I are familiar with considering we’re always on the bus going from California to Gravity Falls. My eyes land on a h/c head of hair I’m not familiar with. Mabel shoves me forward. I roll my eyes and move to the back of the bus where we always sit. It’s also where the girl happens to be sitting. As I walk pass her seat I see her deep in a book.

Mabel shoves me again, causing me to fall forward. I quickly recover. The girl looks up at me with a surprised expression. She’s.. beautiful. She smiles at me and I can’t stop staring. Her expression turns to an uncomfortable one, and I realize I’ve been staring for too long. My face heats and I quickly move the the last row of seats, throwing myself down and putting my head in my hands. Mabel plops right next to me. “What the heck was that?” She asks, amused. “I don’t know Mabel, just don’t talk about it.”

“Do you think she’s pretty?”

“Mabel, I don’t want to talk about it.”

“What if she’s going to Gravity Falls too?”

“Mabel..”

“Dipper! Go talk to her!”

“Absolutely not!” I say, snapping my head in her direction. “I think we found your future GIRLFRIEND!” I slap my hand over her mouth. I look over to the girl and see she’s still reading. I let out a sigh of relief. I rip my hand away from Mabel’s mouth. “Did you just lick my hand?” I ask. “Yep!” She says.

•Your POV •

“Gravity Falls!” I hear the bus driver shout. I place my bookmark in my book at gather up all my things. Just as I stand up I feel a body collide into mine. Luckily I was able to catch myself. I quickly turn around and see the boy who was staring at me the whole bus ride. He turns to face, I assume his sister. “Mabel!” He says. “I-I’m really sorry, my sister pushed me.” He sputters out.

I can’t help but laugh at his disheveled expression. “No worries.” I say, still laughing. A smile creeps on his lips but he’s still beat read and sweating. I turn back around and walk off the bus, the siblings following after me.

I begin to walk off until I hear the girl say something. “Dipper don’t let your girlfriend leave-“ I turn around and see the boy covering her mouth with his hand. He looks at me with wide eyes. I stifle a laugh and give him a small wave before walking to my aunt’s house.

•The Next Day•

I hum to myself as I walk to the diner my aunt works at. She said once I wake up she’ll make me breakfast.

I walk in and scan the diner for an empty seat. I see an interesting array of people. There’s two cops sitting at the bar, one of the shoving pancakes in his mouth while the other records it. I see a giant red headed lumberjack with who I assume is his daughter. She looks around my age, maybe I should talk to her sometime.

I spot an empty seat in the corner and quickly sit down. “Hey there sweetie.” My aunt says, handing me a menu. “Hey Susan!” I say with a smile. “You let me know when you’re ready to order.” She says, pinching my cheek before walking off. “Ow..” I say, rubbing my cheek.

I scan the menu. There’s many options. Pancakes, waffles, sausages- “MY BROTHER THINKS YOU’RE CUTE!” My thoughts get interrupted when a girl jumps in my seat. I jump and look up. It’s the girl from the bus stop. The boy from the bus stop runs over and drags his sister away, cursing to her as he pulls her out of the diner.

I watch with wide eyes. It was like watching a crime scene. I was just about to look back at the menu until the boy walks back in, sweatier than ever. He quickly walks over to my booth before sitting down in front of me.

“I’m really sorry about her, she doesn’t have any social awareness.” He says without making eye contact with me. I giggle. “It’s okay, I love her boldness. What was it she said? Someone thinks I’m cute?” I tease. He interrupts me with a cough. “I think what she was trying to say is that her brother, me, wants to be friends with you.” He says with a nervous smile. “Friends, huh?” I ask. He quickly nods. “That sounds like a good idea.” I say. His expression turns to one as shock as he quickly fixes his posture. “Really?” He asks. “Yep. And since we’re friends now, would you and your sister like to eat breakfast with me and then show me around?” I ask.

A big smile forms on his face. “Of course! I mean.. yeah, yeah, sounds cool.” He says, sitting back trying to seem cool. I giggle again. This’ll be an interesting summer for sure.

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I can honestly see this turning into a series but I’ve never written one before and I would probably rewrite this one to set it up better. Lmk if you want a series! Also please send requests if you have any for Gravity Falls! I will definitely get to it quickly! Thank you guys!

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Sehnsucht

(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past

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Robbie Valentino x reader

Warnings: she / her pronouns used, slight cussing, based of the song 18 by Anarbor!

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piss of your parents ~ R.V.

Robbie Valentino has been one of my closest friends for as long as I can remember. He’s also been my crush for just as long. There’s something so enticing about him. Maybe it’s his style, maybe it’s his personality. I don’t know, I just can’t get him out of my head.

Robbie has helped me with a lot of things, like teaching me guitar and helping me write music, but he’s never helped me with something like this before. I’m honestly surprised he agreed.

Recently, my mother found a new boyfriend, John. He’s an asshole. He’s very strict and conservative, very different from my mother. I don’t know what she sees in him. John has ruined my life. He’s thrown out my clothes that he thinks are inappropriate, only lets me listen to music he approves of, and gave me an 8:00pm curfew. That completely crossed the line.

I wanted to get back at him, which gave me the idea of pretending to date Robbie to piss him off. What’s worse than bringing home a boy to a strict parent? Bringing home an emo boy to a strict parent. I brought up the idea to Robbie and he agreed, as long as “there are no strings attached”. He told me to wear something “emo” and he’d pick me up at 6:00pm.

Which is right now.

I started getting ready at 3:00pm so I have enough time. I know this is just to get back at John and not a real date, but I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach. I wear something nice, but “emo” enough to make John mad. I stare at the mirror and brush my hair for the millionth time until I hear a knock at the door.

I practically fall down the stairs as I rush to the door. John beats me to it. He opens the door and sees Robbie. He’s wearing extra eyeliner, skinny jeans, and all black. He has flowers. I can’t help the funny feeling in my stomach when I see he brought flowers.

“Can I help you?” John says. “I’m here for y/n. We have a date,” Robbie says. “You? Date y/n? Absolutely not,” John says before closing the door. I stop the door from closing all the way and stand next to Robbie. He gives me the flowers and wraps an arm around me. “Hey, babe,” he says smoothly before kissing my head. I can’t help the blush that creeps on my face. “John, this is my boyfriend, Robbie,” I say, pointing to Robbie. “You never asked me for permission to date this... Robbie,” John says, looking at Robbie with disgust.

I begin to answer until Robbie responds for me. “She doesn’t need to ask permission to date anyone,” he says, looking at me. “Ready, babe?” he asks. I nod and smile. He leans down and kisses my lips. I feel my stomach do flips.

We walk away before John can stop us. Robbie opens the door for me before going to his side. “So, what are we doing?” I ask. Wordlessly, he grabs a can of spray paint. I look at him, confused. “What do you say we give John’s work a little makeover?” Robbie says. I smile and nod.

He sets down the spray paint and starts the car. I watch John fuming, pointing at the van as he complains to my mom. I can’t help but laugh.

My arm rests on the console and I feel Robbie’s fingers intertwining with mine. I look over to him and see him with a smile on his face. “This is fun. Not only do I get to make an adult mad, but I get to do it with my favorite person,” he says. I laugh and nod. He turns back to the road, a smile still on his lips.

No strings attached? This is going to be hard.

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Hey guys! This is my second post! If you have any tips for me lmk! Also feel free to send requests for Gravity Falls!

[myss-lys]

Older Dipper Pines x reader (15-16)

Fluff!!!

Warnings: she / her pronouns used, reader is described as feminine, this is based around season 2 episode 2 so spoilers kind of? this is my first post!

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can’t sleep ~ D.P.

• Dipper’s POV •

I sigh as I enter the wrong password for the thousandth time. Ever since we found this laptop, I've been nonstop trying to get in. I just can’t figure out the password. I check my watch. 3:14am. I haven’t slept in over 24 hours.

My mind begins to wander as I stare at the computer screen. The same day I found this laptop is the same day I confessed my love to y/n. Well, I didn’t mean to—I thought she was dead. It’s a long story.

I look over and see her asleep next to me. I can’t help the smile that creeps onto my face. The girl I’ve been trying to get all summer is finally mine, and she’s next to me right now.

She’s lying on her side, facing away from me, but I can see her face from where I’m sitting. Her hair covers some of her face. Her mouth is slightly open, light snores escaping. The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.

My smile and thoughts are interrupted with a yawn. I’ve been having trouble sleeping. I’ve always had issues with sleep, but this summer has made it a lot worse.

I decide to close the laptop and lie on my back. I turn my head and see y/n’s back facing me. I stare at her, debating if I should cuddle up to her. I really want to, but I don’t want to cross a boundary while she’s asleep.

Suddenly, she starts shifting positions. She turns around and faces me, her eyes fluttering open. My face instantly heats up. I try to fake sleep but I know she already saw me awake, staring at her like a creep.

“You okay, Dipper?” she asks, her voice scratchy from sleep. “Y-yeah, I’m fine,” I stutter, “just having a hard time sleeping.” She snuggles up against my arm, making me tense up. “I’m sorry,” she says with her eyes closed. She begins lightly rubbing circles with her thumb on my arm. It’s so light I might not have noticed, but she makes me so nervous that my senses are heightened.

“It’s okay, y/n. It’s not your fault,” I say, my face still hot. “Anything I can do?” she asks, slightly pulling away to look at me.

I miss her touch.

“Just... just hold me,” I say quietly. A part of me hopes she didn’t hear. A few seconds pass. Did I say something wrong? Was it weird to ask that? Did I overstep? My face gets hotter and my hands start sweating. I begin to apologize until she starts moving. She shifts so her head is resting on my chest, her hand reaching up to rest on the side of my neck. Her thumb begins lightly rubbing circles against my skin, just like before.

“This okay?” she asks, her eyes closed, practically asleep.

“Yes,” I whisper. My heart is beating quickly, and I worry she can feel my pulse quickening. I focus on her touch, her body breathing lightly against mine. My arm moves to wrap around her back, resting on her side. For the first time in a while, I feel myself relax.

My eyes close, and I fall into the peaceful void of sleep. The last thing on my mind before falling asleep is y/n.

Which is, like always, the first thing on my mind in the morning.

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Hey guys! This was my first post I hope you liked it! If you have any writing tips for me please lmk!! Also please request things for me to write. Right now I’m into Gravity Falls. I only write fluff and maybe angst but it will end in fluff. Have a good day!