#we all know dipper got his sass from stan

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Brain wanted Stan and Dipper bonding and obviously I couldn’t say no to that

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Hello I love you're aggression content and I was wondering if you have any posts or had cannons about Dipper and Maple being age requesters with either Stan being the caregiver or the bean each other's caregivers

Hmmm, well while I don't have any posts about the twins regressing, now is as good a time as any to start! I hope this is what you were looking for, and thank you so much for your request! 'm always open for helpful comments, too!

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-I feel like Dipper would start unconsciously regressing first. He's stressed almost all the time, and we know he's worried about his parents fighting, so his worries and anxieties would manifest in more childish ways, I mean we see how he sucks/chews on his shirt when he gets stressed or too deep in thought. So that would just keep happening and Stan, worried and wanting Dipper to stop but having to keep his gruff persona, steals and stick a pacifier in his mouth whenever he notices Dipper's doing it. He's hoping to dissuade Dipper from chewing, and it almost works at first, but then he starts to find the chewing and sucking on the pacifier comforting, so he just keeps it in. He'll keep it and use it when he's not around Stan, too, just to calm him down.

-Stan would see that and be so confused, but at least he's not staining his shirt with spit. So he just shrugs and rolls with it, noticing how much calmer his nephew gets with the pacifier. Sometimes, even, Dipper will just want to sit with Stan and watch his shows-westerns which eventually turn into cartoon reruns from the 60s and 70s "the classics, kid!", which enthuses Dipper much more than Black and White shows.

-Eventually, Stan just starts expecting Dipper to act younger than he is when the pacifier is out, and he's not complaining, no sass from his nephew? No complaining when Stan wants to eat oatmeal to give his aching gums some relief from the dentures? Dipper even joins in on eating oatmeal with his Grunkle Stan, but only if there's lots of brown sugar and cinnamon in his

-Of course there is, Stan makes sure of that

-Then Mabel starts to notice how much time Dipper spends with their Grunkle Stan and sneaks around to watch what happens-just the tiniest bit jealous because her brother isn't spending as much time with her. Dipper only spends time with Stan when she's with Grenda and Candy, but that's besides the point

-She's...confused when she sees her brother laughing at old people cartoons with a pacifier in his mouth, but honestly, she's up for weird! Stan obviously notices her spying and gestures for her to wait in the kitchen, telling Dipper to stay put while he gets some juice for them

-Stan very seriously tells her that under no circumstances is she ever allowed to tease her brother about this. She's offended at first, but remembering the time when her and Stan made fun of Dipper's manliness (or lack thereof), she agrees. Sometimes she just can't tell how far is too far

-She's still jealous of how much time they're spending together, so she asks to join one day, double pinky promising that she won't make fun of Dipper or Grunkle Stan (he's quite soft with Dipper when he's like this, but he's got an image to uphold dagnabbit!) and you know what? She can get behind it. Watching cartoons and drawing all day without being told to grow up? It's great

-It's not until after they had that run in with dinosaurs that she actually feels what Dipper feels when he does this-she finally understands that floaty feeling that her brother's always talked about, how her worries drift away and she can just be

-Stan thought he'd have a handful with two kids acting like this, but they are surprisingly well-behaved, content to just color and watch his favorite childhood shows. He's also caught off guard by how much he enjoys it, he thought he'd get annoyed watching two kids acting like younger kids, but it brings a sort of lightness to his heart that he hasn't had before. Is this what being a parent is like? Nah, that's still too much responsibility than what someone like him has or wants. But having his great niblings there, his family there, relying on him and wanting to be around him, loving him, well, he can indulge in the twins habits for a little while longer. Just because it makes them easier to deal with. That's all

-Man, Stan sure needs to dust in here, it's getting in his eyes

[mother-ofthe-universedraws]

A large handful of my gravity falls OCs, now in color!

Nicolai Northwest is Pacifica’s brother. He’s basically got the personality of Damian Wane of the Batfam.

Duke and Hellen are basically Dipper’s Candy and Grenda in an AU where the Pines twins live in Gravity Falls. Duke shares a band class with Dipper (he plays the piccolo), and had skipped grades due to his intellect.

Hellen also came from my decision to give Mabel a goth girlfriend. Hellen is quiet and artsy, and has an affinity for the creatures considered creepy crawlies.

Lena, Alphonse, and Hector all make up a group I like to call the Felony Squad; Stan’s friend group during his homeless days. Al was a member of Jimmy Snakes biker gang along with Stan, and the two later end up dating. Al is a himbo with the attention span of a goldfish, but he loves hard and smothers his friends with affection.

Lena basically serves as the groups attack chihuahua. She’s stubborn and scrappy, and kinda needs therapy, considering all the trauma she’s been through. Stan met her early into his homeless days, and she’s basically become his little sister

Hector is the brain cells of the group. He dropped out of law school but continues to practice as a lawyer anyways, despite having no degree. He can talk his way out of most any situation, and has bailed his stepbro out of tight situations hundreds of times. He is fabulous, confident, and ready to give sass

Rosalyn is Shermie’s wife and Dipper and Mabel’s grandmother. She’s firm but fair, and patient but takes no shit, and isn’t the kinda woman who’s wrath you’d like to invoke. She’s gentle and kind with children, never loosing her temper with them. She takes responsibilities in stride. She owns a restaurant that’s a fusion of Jewish and Honduran cuisine. And she will not hesitate to give the more difficult customers a complete verbal beatdown.

Irelin Corderoy is Manly Dan’s wife and Wendy’s mother. She’s a tiny spitfire. She was born with a muscular disease that severely limits her physical capabilities, but what she lacks in strength and size she makes up for in spirit. She’s got the soul of a bear and isn’t afraid to let you know, and Dan is completely head over heals for his tiny wife.

And finally we got Buzz Hallburd, Stan’s childhood boxing coach, and one of the only decent parental figures Stan had in his life. Buzz is as tough as they come, always ready to throw a punch. He’s a lot like Stan. Like, a lot a lot. Buzz loves the kids he coaches, and is determined to make a fighter and a protector out of each and every one of them. He is the much needed positive male roll model the Stan twins should have. He also has himbo energy because himbo’s are kinda my favorite character archetype.

Ask me questions about them!

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Love Me [Kids Soulmate AU]

Drabble Asks||(not CURRENTLY accepting, DC sent me SO MANY AND I MUST DO THEM ALL THE FORCE OF DIPIFICA COMPELS ME)

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

[This got really, REALLY long, so there’s a read more. Also idk if this is fluff??? It kinda ENDS in fluff??? I can’t really write fluff. Angst is waaaaaay more up my alley. Have some Weirdmaggedon Dipifica.]

So he was her soulmate. That didn’t mean she was in love with him, right? There were people with soulmates that were better off friends, right?

Whatever. It didn’t matter, because there was no way she was going to fall for that lame Pines kid.

Out of seven billion people in the entire freaking world,  he had to be her stupid soulmate.

And now that stupid world seemed to be ending, and the color seemed to get sapped out of the world.

While she would never admit it out loud, it terrified her.

If the color went away, then so did Dipper Pines.

In all his time trying to save Mabel, the color didn’t fade once, which made Mabel’s bubble hard to look at.

Of course, whenever he saw a new color he thought of her. The entire reason he could see color in the first place. He still wished that it could’ve been Wendy.

Up until Wendy-that-wasn’t-actually-Wendy turned into bug and maggots before his eyes. He would manage without Wendy being his soulmate after that. And he had come to treasure her friendship in a way he didn’t think he would’ve before that summer.

The color didn’t fade, which meant she wasn’t dying, or close to death. And for once his heart didn’t feel the need to pound against his ribs as if it wanted to break from his chest.

She screams when he bursts through the door, fists held at either side, ready to jump and claw his eyes out with her nails. But it’s nothing. Dipper, Mabel, the lumberjack girl, and the gopher man from the gift shop.

Her eyes land on Dipper, and her heart stutters. She wants to scream again. To yell and throw a tantrum and tell her heart to stop. It wasn’t fair. 

She watches their reunion with Stan, and she feels any strength she had, any color that filled her, drain. And while she can still manage enough sass about the potato sack she had to wear, it felt empty to her. 

Her parents were stone statues, probably still alive, and part of that evil corn chips’s stupid throne. The boy who was supposedly her soulmate was ramping her fellow refugees up to fight Bill with his twin sister, and while she has felt alone her entire life, the loneliness had never felt this heavy before.

In all of the commotion of turning the Shack into a robot, Dipper doesn’t pay much attention to color. He’s too busy trying to keep them all alive.

But he doesn’t blame Paicifca for staying out of the way. Most of it was heavy lifting, no one wanted her input on any ideas, and everyone just expected her to keep to the sidelines.

Nonetheless, he wishes that she’d show some of that fight he’d seen in her back at the mansion. That she’d be out here, proving everyone wrong, sweeping around and helping wherever she could. But that wasn’t who she was. Maybe someday.

It’s somewhat a miracle and somewhat fate, and somewhat awkward when they end up having free time at the same time. But he needed a little break, and Pacifica had nothing but break time.

“Hey.” He says, trying to keep his cool as his heart kicks up to triple speed and every color seems to get brighter, her crystal eyes seeming to glow in the firelight.

She sits on a log by the fire, having surrendered to the cold and wearing Mabel’s llama sweater. A can of Pitt Cola dangles from her finger tips, and she doesn’t look up from the fire when she mutters back. “Hey.”

He clears his throat, sits next to her on the log. “Should we talk the plan over again?”

“You’ve talked about nothing but for two days. I’ve got it down cold, thanks.”

Okay, so maybe he had, and maybe she knew it as well as he did, but she didn’t have to be so cold about it, did she? “Did I…do something?”

She just shakes her head. “No. But maybe that’s the point.”

She sounds so unsure, like she doesn’t know what she wants. Which was outrageous. She was Pacifica Northwest, she always knew what she wanted, and she always got it. “Did you…want me to do something?”

“I don’t know, okay?” She breathes the words, so quietly he isn’t sure he heard her right.

“I thought we were pretending this didn’t happen.”

“Yeah. And then the color started draining from the world.”

“Wait, what?”

“How many times have you almost died since it happened, Dipper?” She still won’t look at him. He doesn’t know why that feels like a bat to the heart.

“Probably a handful, more so in the past few days…” he trails off. “Why?”

“You do know that when-” she cuts herself off, swallows. “When your soulmate dies…The world loses color again.”

Dipper’s eyes widen slightly, but then he nods, “Oh.” It’s all he can think to say. Of course he knew. But to remember that Pacifica would see…would know the same thing. He really almost died when Bill had his body. What did she see then?

“Yeah.” She doesn’t offer him any more.

“So you…you know when I’m near death then.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m not surprised I haven’t seen it yet.”

She crushes the can in her fist, and the sound spooks him. “Yeah.”

“Is that all you can say?”

“Right now?” And her voice is angry, but he can see the tears she’s holding back, “Yeah.”

“Are you mad that I’ve almost died?”

“Well if you’re supposed to be my soulmate I don’t really want you dying, okay. I like seeing color, thanks. Would really appreciate it if you’d let it stay that way.”

“Didn’t think you cared.”

“Am I not allowed to now or something?”

“Just…” and he runs his fingers through his hair, “I didn’t think you cared.”

She stands from the log, tosses the aluminum can into the fire, “I need to sleep if we’re ambushing tomorrow.” She turns away from him, heads for the tents.

“Pacifica.” He says, and she stops dead. “I like seeing color too. So don’t-”

“Yeah. I’m less likely to die than you are, Pines.” And she’s gone.

She’s a tapestry, caught in limbo between life and death, and he suddenly understands what she was talking about when she said that color drained from the world.

He’s being chased in the Fearymid, and she’s stuck as a tapestry, and she can still see the color fading. It’s the worst feeling she’s ever known. She’s stuck, and the color is draining, and the loneliness sets in again.

They make it out alive, and she gets to give him his birthday present. She’s glad he likes it so much. The colors seems to vibrate, and his smile is bright like the sun.

He’s leaving. They’re leaving, he and Mabel. But he has to say goodbye. They were soulmates, attached by the red string of fate, and he was going to honor it. She wasn’t who he thought she was.

“Have a good time in California.” How did she know it was him?

“Y-yeah. Eighth grade should be a blast.” His voice drips in sarcasm, despite his stuttering.

“You’re the only one that would know to find me here.” She means the hidden room. The paintings. Why did she come back here? “Martin let you in, right? Dad wouldn’t of, savior of the world or not.”

It’s his last day in Gravity Falls. Her last day in the mansion she grew up in. They were both moving on to new adventures.

“Yeah. Martin.” He steps over the threshold, takes a seat next to her. And suddenly he’s back to that night. Begging her for help, begging for her to save them. “You’re a savior yourself, you know.”

“I pulled a stupid lever. You faced off against a stupid dream demon. I think there’s a difference there.”

“You disobeyed your parents, fought against a sound you’ve been trained to obey your whole life. I’d take a dream demon over the courage that would take any day.”

“You have to leave soon, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Dipper?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t hate you. Anymore.”

He didn’t expect that. “Yeah? Well. Me neither.”

“I don’t exactly like you either though.”

“Yet. We’re soulmates. Plenty of time.”

“Yeah. Soulmates.”

He stands, brushes off his shorts, adjusts his cap.”

Before he leaves, “See you next summer, Pines.”

“Bet on it, Northwest.”

Crap. Maybe she was falling for him after all.

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Yes, so CUTE!!!

Brain wanted Stan and Dipper bonding and obviously I couldn’t say no to that