#pinecest fic

[gravityfalls-ficathon]

Gravity Falls Fic-a-Thon

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Hello Everyone, and welcome to the Gravity Falls Fic-a-Thon 2024!

What is this?

This is fun, low stakes' event for all ships in the gravity falls fandom! With the fandom gaining traction again, we want to encourage people to create for smaller ships that might not be getting as much attention and, most importantly, just have fun as a community!

How does this work?

You can submit a prompt or fill a prompt.

You can submit a prompt by replying to THIS POST or sending us an ask here on tumblr, and you can fill one yourself and publish it on AO3 or Squidgeworld.

Any Ships! Any medium! Any Rating! Any word count!

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What kinds of work can participate?

Any type of work! Fanfiction, audiofic, fannart, meta... whatever you want to fill a prompt you love! Just make sure that it's tagged appropriately.

What ships can participate?

All gravity falls ships are welcome! This includes works that might make you uncomfortable, please keep an eye on the tags when browsing our works. And remember! Ship and Let Ship! Any discourse will be deleted.

Do I have to fill a prompt to submit a prompt?

Nope, submit as many prompts as you want, fill as many as you would like.

Can I fill my own prompt?

It's against the concept of the event, but anon comments are on, so theoretically I couldn't stop you.

Any other rules?

You should check our guidelines, but as a general rule: Be over 18, don't be a jerk, complete works by the end of the event, don't use AI.

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This event was heavily inspired by @fourormore's own event, which is still running! You should check them out!

This event will run from October 1st to November 30th

Any other questions? Just send us an ask here!

Edit: If you prefer, you can send your prompts suggestions via tumblr asks! We will post it on the Dreamwidht for you to keep them all easy to find! Just send us an ask using this format:

“Ship: Prompt - (Additional Info - username)*”.

*Optional. Use the additional info to add anything you don't want or really want on your prompt!

Examples:

Mabel/Dipper: Meeting the mothman, NSFW.

Ford&Stan: playing D&D&D, no incest.

[proshipezreal]

I remember when we were bodily 14 or something and I was like "I lowkey ship Dipper and Mabel for some reason" to our dad and he was like "why? Bill/Dipper and Mabel/Pacifica is right there" and I haven't been able to stop periodically thinking about the fact my dad apparently ships billdip (which is based, as a multi shipper I love all 3 ships)

[artsyacorn]

a little preview of my upcoming pinecest songfic

new blog hehe ,, posting pinecest art here but also here's a little sneak preview(?)??? of an upcoming ao3 fic im writing. just needa wait for ao3 to send me an invite for me to make a new account :) cant wait to post this but here's a short snippet!

prompt: mabel crashes out over catching her (now ex) boyfriend cheating on her with her sworn enemy. dipper comes in to comfort her. but they sorta had a thingity thang when they were sixteeennnnnnnnnnn nyeah... ok snippet ahead!

nsfw content warning. proceed with caution

🍂

Come on Mabel, think silly thoughts! Puffy stickers, rainbows, bleventeen SmileDips, the time when Ethan bought me– 

Ugh.

It was no use.

Her fingers clutched onto the sleeves of Dipper’s week old flannel she had stolen for warmth. Sure, it was stinky and rotting away on the carpet next to his bed on the other side of their shared room – but it was her only source of comfort for now. Tears streaked her cheeks, hot and relentless, spilling onto her trembling hands. The room that normally bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight beamed through the window, suddenly felt smaller tonight, as though it, too, mourned the pieces of her heart scattered in the wake of her breakup. 

She heard Dipper’s familiar footsteps in the hallway before the door creaked open. 

He didn’t speak at first—just leaned against the doorframe, his presence a steady counterweight to the storm inside her. An awkward atmosphere filled the air as the bright hallway light outside fills the dark room. 

"...Hey," he finally said, voice soft like a blanket on a cold night as he closes the door behind him. "You don’t have to do this alone, Mabes."

It was usual for Mabel to open up about her problems to her brother. No matter how long she decided to keep herself in sweater town when she was down, she was prone to come back to her brother for comfort by the end of the day. What’s not normal was the fact that she had been bedrotting for 16 hours straight without having lunch and dinner to the point their parents had to send Dipper up to frequently check on her wellbeing.

Instead, there was no response and each time he came to check on her, she buried herself even further into her acorn-knitted sweater. Although now that he had checked on her for the final time, he finds her out of that sweater and wrapped around in his week-old flannel.

“You skipped lunch and dinner, Mabel. You can’t keep going like this,” Dipper walks up to her bed and found himself a comfortable spot next to hers, his back also pressed against the cold wall as he grabbed a nearby plushie to place on his lap. “Come on. Let it all out. What did Ethan do this time?”

Mabel sniffled as she wipes her tear-stained puffy cheeks, “H-How did you know it was about Ethan? I never told Mom and D-Dad, or even you.”

Dipper smugly replied, “Sibling intuition,” He leans in to whisper, “So? What did he do to you?”

The older twin stayed silent before pulling her knees to her chest and burying her face into it. A muffled response followed, “It’s stupid, Dip.”

“Oh, come on, Mabel. Nothing is stupid,” He rubs her back gently, trying to provide her more comfort, “How am I supposed to help you get through this if you don’t tell me what’s going on?”

Another phase of silence filled the air. Dipper paused his suggestions for a moment to rethink what he was going to tell her next. If she wasn’t going to open up about Ethan on command, he would have to do it in the most Mabel-way possible to get her out of that zone.

“...Hey. Think silly thoughts. Remember that one time you glued macaroni to the dining room table because you thought it would make a great centerpiece?" Dipper urged, his tone teetering between teasing and desperate. He gets down from her bed and crouched infront of her, peering up into her tear-streaked face like they were kids again, desperate to pull her from the spiral of her thoughts. "Remember how Mom tried to be mad but ended up framing it as 'abstract art'? Maybe try treating Ethan like another silly memory too."

Mabel let out a small, watery laugh despite herself, the corners of her mouth trembling as they turned upward. The childhood memory tugged at her like the pull of a warm blanket, but the ache in her chest still lingered. "It’s not that simple, Dipper," she whispered, her voice barely above the rustle of the wind outside. "Ethan wasn’t just some silly mistake. He... he meant everything to me."

Dipper tilted his head, his expression softening. "I know," he said, his voice quieter now, the teasing gone. "But right now, you’ve got me, and I’ll stay here as long as it takes. Even if it means reminding you of every dumb thing we’ve ever done to keep you from spiraling. So please, tell me what’s going on, Mabel."

Mabel shook her head, the ghost of a bitter laugh slipping past her lips. "It’s not– I can’t–," she said, taking a deep breath as she finally relented. "He didn’t even care enough to lie. I caught them—him and that bleach-blonde Kelly—on his porch, like some ridiculous soap opera. And when I stood there, frozen like an idiot, he just… shrugged. Told me I just wasn’t as good as she was." 

Her voice cracked, the raw wound of it all still too fresh. "Like I wasn’t even worth an apology. Like I was just this—this obstacle in the way of his fun. Or maybe I was just another one of his little playthings."

Dipper’s jaw tightened, his hands curling into fists at his sides upon hearing the names mentioned. "That son of a bitch. And Kelly, of course, because why wouldn’t she take this as her big moment?" He huffed, pacing now, his frustration bleeding into the room like static. "You don’t need them, Mabe. Neither of them."

Dipper’s shared hatred with Mabel towards Kelly was well known ever since the twins enrolled into college and both became victims of her bullying. But Ethan? Dipper’s gut feeling always knew that there was something iffy about the guy. However, no matter how many times he’s warned his sister about men like Ethan, she just doesn’t listen.

Guess the gnome incident back in Gravity Falls wasn’t enough of a lesson for Mabel.

She sniffled, the betrayal a knot in her chest that wouldn’t loosen. "I know I don’t need them, Dippingsauce. I just... I thought he was different. I thought he cared about me the way I cared about him." Her voice dropped, barely audible. "But now I know that he had just used me as some sex buddy. How could I have been so stupid?"

Upon hearing what she had just shared, Dipper shifts about his position uncomfortably as vivid images of his sister doing… that started playing in his head.

Stop it, Dipper. That was 3 years ago. You guys promised to never do that again. It was a dumb decision.

Dipper clears his throat as he comes up with a response to distract his mind from the images before he accidentally gets a hard-on right in front of his dear sister who was sobbing her eyes out over some stupid cheating quarterback. "You’re not stupid, Mabel," he said firmly. "You’re trusting, and you have the biggest heart of anyone I know. That’s not a flaw, Mabel. That’s his loss. And Kelly? She’s just… desperate to hurt you because she knows she can never be you."

Mabel let out a shaky breath, her fingers curling around Dipper's as she looked down at him. Her eyes, still red and puffy, softened with gratitude. "Thanks, Dippington," she murmured. "For always being here. Even when I’m a mess."

He gave her hands a reassuring squeeze and shrugged, his lopsided grin breaking through the tension. "That’s the job, right? Twin duties and all that."

They both sat back on the bed, the springs creaking softly under their weight. The silence that settled over them was heavy but not unbearable—just awkward enough to make them both hyperaware of the space between them. Dipper leaned against the headboard, stretching his long legs out across the floor, while Mabel picked at a loose thread on the hem of his flannel.

Finally, she broke the quiet, her voice cutting through the stillness with an almost abrupt curiosity. "Dipper... have you ever been so in love that finding out your own partner finds sex with you meaningless just hurts you to the core?"

He blinked, startled by the suddenness of the personal question. He turned to her, his brow furrowing. "Where did that come from?"

She shrugged, her gaze fixed on her hands. "I don’t know. I guess I’m just wondering… if it feels this awful when it ends for everyone in a one-sided relationship. Or if it’s just me."

Dipper chooses his words carefully, trying to recall his previous highschool relationships without bringing up the fact that none of them ever really mattered. Not in the way Mabel seemed to think love should feel. Because the only emotionally-attached sex he had ever experienced was with… Mabel, 3 years ago.

Sure, he’d dated a few girls, had a couple of flings that burned fast and fizzled out even faster, but it was all surface-level. Nothing deep enough to leave a mark, let alone break his heart. But nothing could compare to the bitter pain in his chest when 16 year old Mabel told him that she wanted to stop doing what they were doing.

It was… stupid. But not that stupid. Of course it wasn’t normal. Of course it was taboo for siblings, especially twins, to be having sex on the daily together. But they were both young and curious about the opposite sex’s bodies and wanted a prior experience on sex before heading to college, for fear that they would both look stupid as virgins in bed.

No, they didn’t count it as technically losing their virginity. But it was true that they were both each other’s first times. In fact, Mabel was the one who suggested it first and Dipper just kind of… went along with it and he eventually grew addicted to the way his sister grinded upon his cock so well. His body was a canvas for her to explore new techniques she learnt and read up about – and he was all okay with that.

Just how the hell did Ethan not find sex with her amusing?

to be continued!!!! :p - acorn 🍂🐿️

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: um. Mod's gonna write their own description of this. Because wtf. This is tagged as a shockfic. And boy is it shocking. I've only read the synopsis and holy god. READ WITH CAUTION. Contains incest, necrophilia, fetishes, underage sex, graphic gore and...other stuff, child murder, and implied cannibalism.

[quotidian-oblivion]

Okay. Enough Tumblr. Time to write a fic out of spite

[callmebill]

do you think billdip is a proship? cause some account with ships of mable and dipper did some proship month thing and included billdip. it made me feel weird cause billdip is nothing like proship :<

I just go by this definition:

If I had to label it, I'd call Billdip proship for sure. You really need to consider what often goes into the classic billdip dynamic; all the tropes and cliches that give it a particular flavor, as well as a "problematic" flare.

Your typical "Bill Takes Over the World and Dipper Makes a Deal That Saves His Family But Now He Belongs To Bill" fics, or the ones where Bill turns Dipper evil or just straight up possesses his body. Most of what Billdip is revolves around a power imbalance. If not, it's Bill being pushy and possessive. It's important to note that what's "problematic" varies between viewers, and while most Billdip shippers probably don't pay any mind to it, it's good to keep in mind that those who don't are going to process this relationship through the lense of canon. They don't see what we see. Explain what Billdip is to anyone out of the loop, and they imagine a 12 year old boy and a literal triangle.

The term "Proship" in of itself it pretty subjective. It really depends on where you draw the line, if at all. That being said, I've gotten pretty deep into things, and I'd say Billdip's one of those ships that doesn't have any particular Does or Don't, fandom-wise. Gore, sexual slavery, manipulation, age gaps, power imbalances. It's very prevalent in the Billdip community, and I'd go so far as to say it seldom pulls punches. Which I love.

[weirdmageddonbaby]

I will have a few things to uploaded tonight aghhhhh kinda excited

[gravityfalls-ficathon]

Two days before our event starts! It will run from october 1st and only end at November 30th! All gravity falls ships are welcome, check our pinned for more information!

[artsyacorn]

4k words into writing this pinecest angst smut songfic and im not even halfway done i swear i'll get it done

[dxrkshippers]

◦𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 ◦

┆𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ┆

After an almost full summer of anomolies and bad touches from their grunkles the mystery twins get into their argument about Dipper’s apprenticeship. When Mabel runs away, though, she remembers to grab her bag and the dimension rift is properly sealed, effectively sealing Bill along with it.

One tense week leads up to an underwhelming 13th birthday party. Mabel is shipped off to California leaving Dipper behind with Ford, who promptly kicks Stanley out of his house.

Months pass, years pass. Mabel experiences high school alone and Dipper experiences anomalies like he never imagined. Mabel receives maybe a letter a month and-

Wait. That’s not right. Dippers been writing letters every other day. Mabel’s the one that hasn’t been writing him back. Where are all the letters going? They’ve all been given to Ford.

Ford. Who’s never thought he could trust anybody let alone family until he met Dipper. Ford. Who finally feels like less of a freak in his own species after meeting someone else with an odd birth defect. Ford. Who reminds Dipper every day that nothing should be distracting him from his studies.

Ford. Who kicked his brother out and let him hop on a bus to California, out to search for the only family he felt like he had left. His Pumpkin.

TLDR ; Incest bad ending au with lots of toxic codependency.

hey guys! there’s no excuse for why i’ve been gone i just didn’t want to be online lol. but im kind of back? still don’t have much steam but ill be around! alsooo check out the work in progress rentry me and @dxrkshippers are making for gravity falls! https://rentry.co/gravity-failed

[coiled-dragon]

Pinecest fic where Dipper and Mabel are born with matching soulmate symbols but the parents don't think anything of it because it happens with twins pretty often and they usually find the real match later on, but Mabel and Dipper ARE each others real match

[enemywasp]

I saw someone complain that gravecest is a pinecest situation all over again where a ship crazy fandom is shipping siblings for no reason.

Which whilst I disagree strongly cause no?? Ones got direct implications in the game and one very much doesn't.

But also they're why I did finally get into Tcoaal entirely cause I realised that it is the exact vibe of the only pinecest content I used to really like. Two siblings go through traumatising experiences since childhood, get caught up with demonic rituals and end up being dependent and obsessed with eachother. Like that's always been the vibe of pinecest fics and aus I liked.

Anyways times a circle, shipping siblings is a fundamental part of me apparently /j

[twincaptains]

feeler for a fic

cooking some egregious dipford. my spouse INSISTS there is an audience for such things.

the story is told through a combination of journal entries, letters, and answering machine messages. an alternate timeline where the mystery twins were separated -- their parents having divorced, mabel lives with their dad in seattle and dipper is studying with ford. stan lost the mystery shack and is exiled to a retirement community that he hates, and ford is an arrogant jackass that's so full of himself he doesn't even realize he's falling into an incredibly obvious trap set by a particularly rancid triangle. he's been mentoring dipper for 4 years, and both of them are also working to rid gravity falls of bill's essence for good.

this thing is gonna have a ... lot. we have dipford as a primary feature here, but importantly: bipford as well. extremely heavily implied unrequited pinecest is also a driving force of this narrative, and unrequited stancest too because everyone in this story is miserable and nobody is coping.

i'm putting out this feeler to gauge interest. the first chapter is already written and most of the second one is as well. no matter what i'm gonna write this, i kinda need to see how it ends because right now i don't know and it's really awful for everybody, but if there's enough interest i'll post it here. sound off with some likes if this is the kind of tragic angst bucket you'd like to wallow in with me.

[lumbersexualdipper-blog]

Writing a Pinecest fic because they’ve taken over my mind but can’t decide if I want it to be a high school romance or age them up to twenty-somethings help 😩

[gravity-falls-confessions-blog]

noticed that there weren't any [relatively active] confession blogs for Gravity Falls, so I thought I'd make one!

Regulations under cut

Big "no"s

• no nsfw confessions.

• no discourse of any kind, shipping or otherwise.

• no mention of "pinecest/stancest" in a positive light, if at all.. heeeeeeeuugghh..

Highly encouraged

• questions. be it for clarification, or just out of curiosity, these are always welcome

• headcannons. it's always nice to hear how others interpret certain things about the show

• fic/art/blog/ect promotion

more things will probably get added later, as this is all I could think of at the moment.

if an ask falls under any of the "Big no's", it will get deleted

[cravingpepsimax]

anon to get something off my chest, we need more stancest / pinecest duo fics/art. yadda yadda yadda history repeats itself sweaty nerds head over heels for their eccentric other half.

honestly, never been into pinescest, but i’ll be damned if i don’t love me some parallels. and oh BOY if these ships don’t have parallels