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agftheorist · 4 years ago

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Mabel's Bubble Theory

Warning: This post includes spoilers from the movies "Inception" and "Coraline". If you haven't watched those movies and don't want any spoilers, don't read this.

So, let's start the theory.

This theory basically shows the evidences that Dipper, Mabel, Soos and Wendy never managed to left the bubble during the weirdmageddon.

1) The differences

How do you understand that you're dreaming? Probably because there are some stuff against laws of biology and physics. For an example, if you have wings, you're either dreaming or hallucinating. Even with lucid dreaming it is advised to check some stuff so you don't confuse the dream with reality. Inside the bubble, Mabel knows the stuff around her isn't 'real' because there are flying sweaters etc., and she can do probably whatever she wants with clapping her hands. When she 'pops it up' her powers doesn't exist anymore so it's reasonable for them to assume they are in the outside world now. Just like the button eyes of the movie Coraline. But since it is Bill who gave her that power, he can take it back just as easily. And why wouldn't he? This way, he could have them all in a cage, when they don't even know that! Bill says that Mabelland is 'one of the most clever traps he's ever made.' If we assume that this theory is true, then we can agree with Bill. Because if it is true, Mabelland is like an intelligent dream that keeps you asleep by making you think you woke up. Plus, do I need to mention that Bill Cipher is literally labeled as a DREAM DEMON, which means he has a better understanding of our minds and dreams better than anyone else!?

2) The surroundings

If you have watched the movie "Inception" you probably remember one of the most important rules of creating a dream. 'Do not use places from the real world, otherwise you may confuse dreams with reality.' I don't mean the Shack or town in general here, because they already should have been there if Bill wants to make Mabel think she is outside. However, Mabelland also answers Mabel's memories and creativity. With these two pictures, you can have a better understanding of what I mean.

As you see, the shape and locations of trees are almost identical. If we assume these are the same place, still something is not right. Because Mabel ran away from the Shack and couldn't go as far as somewhere near town. In the show, we see the Fearamid rises from somewhere near the town center, because this is where Bill was and it was almost right behind him, and the Pines family was inside it when Bill is 'erased'. (I'll come to that later.) Which means, it is nearly impossible for them to be near the Shack at that moment.

Now let's look at some characters's attitudes before and after the bubble.

Bill Cipher

I mean, after Weirdmageddon, he himself says that he can control time and space now, and proves it by changing Ford's location immediately. So this might be an irrelevant thought but why did he chase after the twins? He could have just snapped his fingers and they would be there? Another thing about Bill is of course Stanley's memories coming back. Because if they're in the bubble, that Stanley is probably not even the real one. The last thing is, of course, how the heck he didn't see the fingers? Stanley in Ford's clothes was wearing gloves so it's understandable but Ford made no attempt to hide his hands so, how?

Preston Northwest

About him, there are two main topics I want to talk about. First one is his face and attitude towards Bill.

In the first picture, he offers Bill his service and has his face 'fixed' according to Bill. After the bubble, his face is somehow normal and more importantly, he, the man who doesn't even talk anyone who is not a millionaire, (and is an asshole) supports Pacifica to hold McGucket's hand. I have a feeling that he would rather death than doing so. Besides, after Weirdmageddon, we see him giving all his money to rebuild of the town, which is again, something he would rather die than to do so.

Stanley Pines

This is not exactly a before after thing but there is something suspicious. In the episode 'Dreamscapers', we see Stan's mind as a labyrinth of doors and memories but when Bill enters there at the finale, there is only one door which means either he is really good at 'clearing his mind' as Bill said, or Ford erased rest of his memories before Bill came back. The second one doesn't make sense that much because that way since he doesn't have many of his memories, Stanley might have ruined the plan. But unlike Ford, Stanley doesn't really understand how minds and memories work, at least not as good as Ford and Bill, and probably Fiddleford. So if they are still in the bubble, it would make more sense. You may think that Mabel didn't know there were such a plan so the bubble wouldn't do that, but it is Bill who is the one really in control there. So if he would want to fake his dead or something like that, Mabel wouldn't know that.

Okay, now let's look at some events that are pretty odd.

The memory gun is first in Soos's bag, but without any other scene we see it move, it is somehow in Ford's lab coat.

It is also possible that there more than one of those memory guns, but as far as we know, there is no other. Plus, even if there was another in his lab coat, it probably would have crushed during Ford's torment by Bill.

This is pretty irrelevant but how did Gideon know that the statutes would turn back to normal if they hold Mayor Taylor. Why would Bill tell him (or anyone else, in case he might've overheard) this?

That 'Dream Boys' of Mabel was still out there even after the bubble was destroyed. You may think this is because they were created by Bill, in a way, so they were a part of the weirdness, but the next title may change your mind.

We have never seen Waddles entering the bubble, and he couldn't have had before Dipper, Wendy and Soos because it was locked. But he was inside the bubble when they were, and he escaped to the outside with them. Plus, he was inside the Shacktron, where no weirdness of Bill can enter. How?

If you still think this may have something to do with Bill's anomalies, I need to show you this picture, which proves something from the "Nightmare Realm" can still stay after the Weirdmageddon. But according to Ford, everything that came with Bill was supposed to be gone?

Also, I need to add that everything, literally everything after the Weirdmageddon happened the way exactly Mabel would like them to have. Dipper came with her to Piedmont, Candy and Grenda stayed at her birthday even though they said they couldn't have, well, maybe Stan letting her to use the Shack to party would eventually happen but again, Preston giving/losing his money, Pacifica and Gideon trying to be normal children. For the last thing, Soos was inside the bubble with them, we know one of the things Soos wants the most is being mr. Mystery one day and he gets it. Just a little too much coincidence, in my opinion

Now here is why this theory is probably one of the creepiest theories of Gravity Falls. First of all, there is no way to prove if someone can actually manage to get out of the bubble or not once they get in, just like the famous "what if Coraline never left the other world" theory.

Second, if they've never got out of the bubble, this means everyone in the town, and maybe even in the world, might be dead, if Ford gave him the equation. If not, Bill probably kept torturing him until he died, but since he can control time, he can raise him until forever!

This theory had been long enough so I'm leaving it here. If you have any opinion about all those, feel free to write them please.

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nataliedanovelist · 4 years ago

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GF - How A Star Is Born ch.VIII

A Hercules AU, founded by @evaroze, whom this fic is a gift for. I hope y’all like it!

ch.VII - ch.IX

AO3 link

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A year after Dipper’s first victory and it felt like Gideon had died a thousand deaths.

Dipper became the most famous hero in all of Greece. He defeated every single monster or villain he had come up against, from angry warthogs that he served to the king on a grill, to wicked shapeshifters, to mad ex-girlfriends of Stan’s. No foe could stand against this hero in any way, shape, or form, and unfortunately this was very bad news for Gideon and Bill.

Bill left his minion alone to smoke and recover from being burned alive, shaking with red anger as he watched the fallen god press his hands into concrete with his teacher by his side, smiling proudly. “I can’t believe this! How is that little twerp still alive?!”

“W-W-We still have time…” Gideon whimpered, curled up and lying on his side.

“I’ve got twenty-four hours to get rid of this bozo!” Bill screamed as he towered over his slave. “The scheme I’ve been setting up for thousands of years is going up in smoke thanks to you! And all you can say is WE’VE STILL GOT TIME?!” And Bill snapped his fingers once more and Gideon was engulfed in flames, crying and yelling in unbearable pain.

Pacifica, with her back to the chaos, was smiling at the hero and enjoying the show all around her. “Tough luck, looks like Dippin’ Dots is hitting every curve you throw at him.”

Bill’s red instantly went away as he stared at the young woman before him. His eyes squinted happily and he floated to her side. “Hm, maybe I haven’t been throwing the right curves at him…”

“Don’t even go there.”

“See, Llama, he’s gotta have a weakness, everybody’s got one. We just need to find out Pinetree’s.”

“I totally did my part,” Pacifica scoffed. “Make Marshmallow over there do it.”

“He couldn’t handle him as an infant.” Bill sneered. “I need someone who can… handle him as a man.”

“Look, I’ve sworn off man-handling.” Pacifica snapped and walked away.

“Well, hey that’s good!” Bill laughed, making the young woman stop. “Cuz that’s what gotcha into this jam in the first place, isn’t it? You sold your soul to me to save your father’s life. And how did the guy thank you? By throwing you out when no one wanted to marry you and give dowry? He hurt you real bad, didn’t he? It hurt that no one wants the bratty little Llama, didn't it?”

“I get it, I learned my lesson, okay?” Pacifica croaked as she held her forehead.

“Hey, hey,” Bill cooed and placed a friendly hand on either one of her shoulders. “I tell you what, since I feel sorry for you, I’ll make you a new offer. You give me the key to taking down Wonderboy, and I’ll give you the thing you want more than anything in the whole Multiverse: your freedom.”

Pacifica’s eyes widened and her pupils shrunk as her mouth hung open.

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Through the fast-pacing, slightly-overwhelming year, the Temple of the Gods became Dipper’s sanctuary. At night, he would sneak away from prying eyes and visit his family, feeling all of his stress and pressure melt away.

Now not only bound to a small journal, Dipper and Mabel could talk more freely. Even more so now that Dipper funded a statue of the young muse to be put in the temple, and now a Mabel made of stone could hug him and punch his shoulder and talk and skip around him, even if she couldn’t feel his warmth or if she risked breaking bones, but he had god-like strength, so who cares? Their bond became even stronger as they swapped stories and got to know each other very well. Many times Mabel would happily sit criss-cross and listen and watch as her twin brother retold his victories to her.

This evening, however, Dipper seemed very tired. He sat at the foot of the huge statue of the Ruler of the Gods and Mabel looked down at him softly before sitting next to him in her statued-form. “Hey, what’s the matter?”

Dipper blinked and shook his head. “N-Nothing!”

Mabel smiled cockily and poked his ribs to lightly tickle him. “C’mon, you can’t hide anything from me. What’s up?”

The young hero sighed and leaned back with his hands on the steps behind him. “It’s just… I’m the most famous person of all in Greece, right?”

“Right.”

“And I’ve beaten every monster I’ve met, right?”

“Right.”

“I’m even an action-figure.” Dipper added as he threw his hands up in the air.

“Yeah,” Mabel said slowly. “So?”

Dipper looked at his long-lost sister and asked her heavily, “So why am I not a god?”

Mabel’s eyes widened in realization before she looked down at her long dress. “Oh.”

“To rejoin the gods, I gotta become a true hero.” Dipper restated. “What, am I missing something? Did I do something wrong?”

“No,” Mabel said quickly and patted his shoulder reassuringly. “You’ve been doing great! And hey, you’ve only been at it for, what, a year? You’re just… not there yet. Remember, there’s a difference between being a hero and a true hero, but you’ll get there one day, I know you will.”

Dipper smiled at her and said, “Thanks, Mabel. You’re right. I just have to be patient.”

“Besides, you’ve got plenty of time.” Mabel reminded him with a giggle. “It’s not like you’re gonna die soon or something.”

Dipper laughed alongside her, though he couldn’t quite shake the desire that he would rather be home sooner or later.

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Dipper walked back to his very large house after going through the lush garden. He had tried not to have a home so big but he had earned so much gold that even after donating to the orphanage he grew up in and many other causes like feeding the poor and providing housing for the homeless, he still had more money than he knew what to do with and Stan seemed to really enjoy living in the lap of luxury, so they met halfway and had a very nice house that was big but not so big that they required five maids.

Dipper entered his home and could see candlelight coming from down the hall. The old man must still be awake. The young hero smiled and moved down the hall to tease his teacher, but as he turned a corner, he was met with something that scared him much more than any monster.

“STAN!” Dipper dashed to him and was on his knees, the old man lying on the cold floor with a dripping candle by his side, a miracle the house hadn’t been caught on fire thanks to being made of stone. “Stan, can you hear me?!”

Dipper helped the unconscious man sit up to get a good look at him. He appeared more dead than alive, but the hero refused to believe it. He scooped the old man up in his arms and ran as fast as he could to the doctor, praying to the gods that Stan would be okay.

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Mabel was humming to herself as she emerged from her room, having finished meditating and projecting herself onto a statue to talk to her brother. She grew worrisome, however, when she saw her great-uncle sitting at the front steps of the temple, holding his face, covering his eyes, and breathing heavily, like he was struggling with his emotions.

“Grunkle Ford,” Mabel said softly as she hurried to his side and put kind hands on his shoulders. “What’s the matter?”

He looked up at his niece with heavy, shining eyes that refused to cry. “It’s Stanley. He’s running out of time.”

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“These things happen,” A doctor calmly explained. “As a person ages their bodies start to fail them gradually over time. From what we can tell, Stan had a heart attack. Slight damage to the heart, nothing extremely life-threatening, but a good sign that his time is running out. I wouldn’t quite count the days yet, but I would also advise you value your time with him while you can. I’m so sorry.”

Dipper was now left alone to dwell on the news. He knew Stan wasn’t exactly young, but he always seemed unstoppable, so lively, that the idea of him dying was scary and already made the young hero very mournful. He made himself get up from his stool in the hallway to enter the door his teacher was in, but he was surprised to find Stan standing up and slipping on his cloak. “There you are, let’s blow this joint already.”

“Stan!” Dipper scolded. “What are you doing out of bed?!”

“What, I’m fine now, kid.” Stan waved Dipper’s worries away casually. “Relax. Let’s just go home, I got a bottle of expired grape juice waiting for me.”

“Stan, this is serious!”

“Look, I don’t blame you for being worried, but I need you to trust me on this.” Stan said firmly with kind brown eyes, giving Dipper a firm pat on the shoulder. “I’m fine, okay?”

“But…” Dipper allowed Stan to lead the way out of the room and throughout the hospital for the quiet night. “But… you’re dying.”

“In a way we all are, kid.”

“But…”

“Dipper, listen to me.” Stan interrupted and gave the young hero a stern look as they walked down the street of Thebes. “I’m an old man, I’ve lived a very long life. I’ve known I was dying for a long time, but none of that matters to me. All that matters is that you become a true hero and get to be with your family, whether I get to see it or not.”

“But… I want you to see it.” Dipper sighed. He was very tired. He could feel so much on his shoulders, he always felt like the entire world was on his shoulders, and as they days wore on it was getting harder to ignore. He sat at a large fountain in town-square and looked at his mentor heavily. “I know you won’t be around forever, but… you’re like family to me, Stan. I want you to see me become a true hero. I want to make you proud. I want you to see me in the stars like you want.”

“Hey hey,” Stan sat next to him slowly and patted his back. “Way to get all sappy on me, hero. And where’s all this coming from? I am proud of you. I’ve always been proud of you. Since day one, I’ve been so proud of you and happy I got to teach you. I know you’ll make it someday, I know you’ll be up in the stars and be with your sister, and that’s good enough for me.”

Dipper smiled sadly, a bit overwhelmed but still appreciative. “Still, I… Am I doing something wrong? I thought I’d be a true hero by now? What more can I do?”

“Being a true hero is something you gotta discover for yourself.” Stan said and poked at Dipper’s strong chest. “You gotta look inside all this squishy stuff. Dig a little deeper. But you got something I’ve never seen in anybody, and I know that’s gonna make you into a god someday, just you wait and see.”

Dipper still couldn’t shake the feeling like he didn’t want to wait for someday to come, but he still smiled and thanked Stan for his words.

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Miraculously, despite his lifeline being short, Stan was just as energetic and lively as always the next day. Dipper tried to talk him into resting, but the old man refused and was there for all of Dipper’s obligations. Stan was right by his side for the opening of the newest gym, he happily partake in lunch with Dipper and the mayor of Thebes, and in the afternoon they went home to change into nicer togas for a modeling show.

Stan said something about a quick nap and went to his room to snooze the warm afternoon away. Dipper chuckled and was nearly scared to death when a soothing voice from beside a pillar said, “Oh this is what heroes do on their days off?”

Dipper grinned and greeted her warmly. It had been a long time since he had last seen her. “Wow, Pacifica! It’s great to see you again, I… I missed you.”

Pacifica approached slowly and smiled slyly at him. “Thanks, Dippin’ Dots. Man, you look good, but rough. When was the last time you had a break?”

“Oh, I rest, Stan…”

“You know I never really thanked you for saving my life, did I?” Pacifica interrupted. “How about dinner?”

As much as a date with such a beautiful girl made Dipper want to do a backflip, his immediate concern was leaving Stan alone for too long. “Oh, I dunno, Stan’s got the day booked and…”

“He’ll be okay, he’s taking a nap, isn’t he?” Pacifica asked. “He can rest, you can get some fresh air and some food. Come on, my treat.”

Dipper smiled sheepishly and she put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed, baby blue eyes sparkling at him like a beautiful spring sky. Swallowing, the young smitten hero nodded. “Okay, sure.”

#GF #gravity falls #gravity falls au #gift #fanfiction #stangst

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catxtopia · 4 years ago

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Lips Of a Stranger} Chp. 10

Author: catxtopia

Ship: Billdip ((fluffy))

Characters: Dipper Pines, Mabel Pines, Bill Cipher, Gideon Gleeful

Summary: The Night Vale AU no one asked for.

Author notes: I am back on my bullshit, lets finish this.

Read: ao3

((HOHO Betcha thought you saw the last of me.

Four years late but hey I fricken finished this shit! I sat down literally yesterday after a kind person commented that they still wait for updates on this story (srsly so sorry and you're so sweet holly heck, never say comments don't totally motivate a writer) and finished this. I already had this chapter written many years ago but I didn't wanna post it until I finished the rest (so sorry for my dumb past self). So this one sounds pretty much the same as the rest of the story, however cannot confirm for the rest of the work.

I haven't written in ages, I don't particularly like writing anymore if I am being honest. I am not great at it but I have a lot of ideas lmao. So I just wanna preface that the ending... probably not great lol. I will have a full report on the last chapter, however, on my old ideas for this story and what I thought it could be. There is probably a lot of plot holes and unanswered things but I tried^^;;;

Anyways, I'll upload either every day or every other day depending. But this shall finally be finished lads! (also no beta, we're animals here)))

“You found it!?”

Lying still, yet menacingly, on the kitchen table was a maroon journal with a black number 1 inked firmly in the center. It was larger than an average book and much worse for wear, the red leather was ripped and mystery blotches were smudged in several different locations on the cover. Mabel and Dipper stood around the object that had been of desire for so long. Neither made a move to touch it, treating it like an old relic—which it very well could have been as far as Dipper knew.

“Yeah, it was in this wired compartment in a tree outside.” Dipper scratched lightly at his chin, eyes roaming over the book. His fingers itched with curiosity for he had yet to open and examine the contents inside. He wasn’t sure if he should, waiting for Cipher seemed like the logical option but that required calling the man, followed by seeing him again, and the thought of meeting gold eyes sent his stomach through all kinds of loops. Thus, his phone stayed promptly in his pocket where it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.

“Compartment in a tree, huh?” Mabel repeated, a confused look crossing her face. She, too, moved her hand to rub lightly at her chin in thought. “How’d you come across that?”

Dipper stiffened ever so slightly, and then casted a glance at his intrigued sister. He cleared his throat and shifted to stuff his hands in his pockets roughly. “I just, ya know, fell against it.” He shrugged, trying his best to remain cool—which was, to say, impossible when it came to Dipper Pines.

“Fell against it, hm?” Mabel’s eyebrow slowly started rising.

“Yes, I fell against it!” Dipper sputtered, looking away towards the book again. “The details of how I found the book aren’t important. What is important is that I found it !”

Mabel stifled her giggles as much as her lips would allow. “Whatever you say, Bro bro.” She mused and leaned over the dusty object, intentionally ignoring the tomato that was now her brother beside her. He’d been through enough teasing this morning, she’d let him off the hook this once. “What do you thinks inside?”

Dipper leaned back against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms over his chest. “No idea.” He quietly thought back to the times he and Cipher were looking for said book. A distant memory of going to the junkyard and the words black magic and demons , danced in the back of his mind but he elected to ignore those warnings. If the book really was dangerous, there was no way Cipher would be looking for it. At least that’s what Dipper told himself.

“Are you going to open it?” Mabel quirked a brow, eyes not leaving the book.

Dipper shifted against the counter. “I don’t know, Mabes. Maybe we should wait for Cipher to open it first.”

Mabel pursed her lips and squinted at the book.

There was a long pause, the only sound being whispers from the TV playing in the other room. Then Mabel, with a big intake of breath, announced loudly: “I am gonna open it.” And quickly flipped the front cover open.

“Mabel!” Dipper yelped, but his words fell on deaf ears as the young girl turned another page, and then another. “Mabes, seriously, be careful with it! We don’t know what it is, it could be super old and crumble at human touch! Who knows what—”

As Dipper rambled on and on, Mabel’s quick movements tentatively began to slow. She flipped only one more page before stopping and taking in a soft gasp, voice riddled with distraught. “Oh my gosh.” She whispered breathlessly. Dipper paused in his ranting, staring at the back of his sister's head since he couldn’t see the book around her. “I can’t believe this.”

“What?” He inquired, a drop of unease plopping into the pits of his stomach. Mabel’s shoulders were tense; body rigged with what Dipper could only assume was fear. She looked as though she was witnessing a demon rise out from the pits of hell, or at the very least like her sweaters were being set aflame. And throughout it all, all Dipper could hear were McGucket’s warnings ringing loud and clear inside his jumbled head. “That books bad news I tell ya! Black magic, raising devils, kinda bad news! Nothin good ever came out of that thing.” Dipper cringed at the voice. “What is it?”

“It’s terrible…” Mabel whispered, leaning further over the book. Her hair draped over the yellowing pages, eyes hidden behind thick bangs. “Cipher, he’s…”

“What? What about Cipher?” Dipper stepped closer. He could feel his heart thump a little faster with each step he took towards his sister.

“He’s a…” The girl moved back, turning swiftly to face her brother. Her face was red and cheeks puffed out, eyes leaking frustrated tears and— “ He’s a giant nerd just like you!” She exclaimed dramatically, throwing one hand towards the opened journal and another over her stomach as she doubled over laughing.

Dipper stared, dumbfounded as his sister flopped onto the tabled to keep from falling onto the floor. She was wheezing and stomped a foot every so often, trying to regain her breathing. He couldn’t believe this. “Mabel.” Dipper squinted hard at the girl. The only answer he got was more laughing and a few arm flails. “Mabel, you jerk.” Dipper sighed, but a small smile was tugging at his lips.

“Oh! Oh!” Mabel giggled, laughter beginning to die out into soft gasps. “Oh my gosh, yo- your face!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Dipper rolled his eyes. “You got me.” Behind his ribs, his heart was still pounding with adrenaline. He willed his limbs to stop their jittery shakes and calm the hell down. There was nothing to worry about, Mabel was just being her usual dork self. He looked towards the open book finally, now being able to get a good view of it. “So what’s in this thing, anyways?”

Having calmed down a bit, Mabel slipped across the kitchen in her fluffy pink socks, clamped onto the fridge handle and yanked it open to retrieve a can of Pit Cola. She juggled it in her hands, closing the door again with her hip. As she snapped the can open she explained lightly, “Looks like a dictionary for supernatural stuff to me. Really wired, it’s all hand written and stuff.” She paused and took a big gulp of her drink.

Dipper nodded and examined the scribbles and notes about different creatures. His eyes widened the further he flipped from page to page, completely entranced with the object sitting before him. It was no wonder Cipher wanted this thing, the stories he could produce with the book would be endless!

“This is amazing.” Dipper breathed. Gnomes, Zombies, Ghosts, this book was like a paranormal junkies Holy Grail.

Mabel hummed and jumped up onto the counter. “It makes sense why Cipher would want this. I am sure he will be happy you found it.” She mused, swinging her legs back and forth to the rhythm of a song stuck in her head. “Now you guys don’t have to go searching anymore! That’ll probably be a big nuisance off his shoulders.”

Dipper hummed absentmindedly as he drew his finger along the edge of the book, a thin layer of dust bunched up and latched onto his finger. He pulled his hand back, pinching the ball of dirt between his thumb and index finger till the grains rolled off his skin. He wondered briefly how long the book had been in that tree for, and for what reason.

“No more long hours trekking through stores and the occasional dumpster. I wonder if this old thing will help him with his work, or if that’s even what he wanted it for.” Mabel muttered against the rim of her soda can.

Dipper’s fingers instantly stilled, entire body freezing like someone had pushed a pause button on the boy’s life. No more long hours trekking through stores and the occasional dumpster . The words bounced around in his head several times and every repeat left a horrible taste in his mouth. He gulped and dropped his hand, brushing it harshly against his faded jeans. “Yeah, don’t know.” He bit out.

A minute ago he’d been excited to see Cipher’s reaction to his discovery, because damn it he was proud! And maybe boasting a little in the ego department. Now dread was filling up his core. No more time with Cipher…

Mabel slurped at her drink loudly, oblivious to the way her brother scooped up the book with a hesitant hand. “So, when are you gonna tell him?” She looked up past her wavy bangs, confused to find Dipper retreating towards the stairs at a quick pace. “Dipper?”

.:.:.

Dipper paced along the length of his bedroom, feet scuffing against the hardwood floor. He could practically feel the wood splintering away with each step he took. It was only a matter of time before he’d run a rut in the floor. He could hardly bring himself to care; however, as he gnawed at his thumbnail in a simple attempt to help distract his brain.

This was stupid, Dipper was stupid. He could hardly believe he was even thinking about the train of thought that he was. Not telling Cipher about the book? What kind of nonsense was that? He had to; it was his moral duty to give up the journal to the radio host. Otherwise, everything they’d done together thus far would be for nothing. The whole reason Dipper was being kept around was for the sole purpose of finding the book.

And once you give the book up, you won’t have a reason to be around Cipher anymore , Dipper thought sullenly. He turned once he paced as far as he could towards the door, changing direction to continue shuffling back the route he came towards the triangle window above his bed. It was a vicious cycle, this back and forth, back and forth. All the while he kept his eyes glued on the ground. He paused when his irises caught sight of a neatly folded pile of clothes at the end of his bed. Black jacket, pants, yellow scarf… A flash of blonde hair and the feel of rough bark against his back blurred past his eyes.

There would probably be no more of that once he gave up the book. Dipper lightly drew a finger against his chapped lips. If he thought hard enough he could still feel the pressure Cipher’s smooth lips had left against his own.

“Oh man.” Dipper mumbled aloud. Here he was worrying over some scraps of paper sewn together, while he should be questioning the fluttering in his chest from earlier interactions.

Cipher had kissed him and he’d be lying if he didn’t say he thoroughly enjoyed it. Both Mabel and Pacifica will be delighted to rub it in his face once they find out.

Dipper dropped onto his bed with a frustrated groan. Everything was happening all so suddenly, so fast he couldn’t make left or right of the images flashing before his eyes. And it was all because of that darn radio host with his perfect golden hair and otherworldly eyes. Not to mention his lean body that fit so right against Dipper’s the night before, warm like a blanket and oh so comfortable… Dipper shook his head quickly, expelling any further thoughts of Cipher’s body.

Really, Cipher was too handsome for his own good. It was practically supernatural.

Dipper snorted at the thought and fell back against the bed. He stared up at the ceiling, a soft sigh fluttering past his lips. What to do, what to do. He slid his hands up to rest on his chest and began tapping his fingers against his worn shirt.

“So you tell him.” Dipper muttered to himself. “You tell him about the book. It’ll make him happy, probably further his show somehow and bring in more listeners, which will make his work life better.” His fingers paused in their tapping, then slowly started picking up a rhythm again as he let another thought enter his mind. “Or you don’t tell him, you continue looking for the book as if you haven’t already found it and grow closer. Eventually he’ll forget about the book and move on, which will make his personal life better.”

“You don’t tell him and possibly ruin his career .” A voice that sounded eerily similar to Mabel’s rumbled in the back on his head. Ah, the voice of reason. It was bound to come poking its ugly face in here eventually.

“I don’t necessarily know if it’s for his show.” Dipper grumbled, sinking a little further against his bed. Great now he was talking to himself.

“What else would he need it so badly for?”

“I don’t know, curiosity? For a collection, maybe? His life revolves around the supernatural; it’s not that farfetched to want a journal filled on the subject.”

“So you’d rather keep the object of his desire away from him, in the hopes you become that object for him instead. That’s quite selfish.”

“Well no one asked you.” Dipper huffed and rolled onto his side. He stared aimlessly out the triangular window nearby. The sun had already begun to drip close to the tree line, casting an array of colors throughout his room. It was beautiful, really, all oranges and reds, and the occasional pink glow scattering across the shack's rustic interior. His eyes followed the colorful trail of light right back to the pile of clothes at the end of his bed. He stared at the yellow scarf for a long while before he worked up the strength to reach for it.

The fabric was so soft, softer than anything he’d felt before. It was probably really expensive. Dipper tugged the material fully into his palms and laid back down. He held onto the scarf like a blanket, running the pads of his fingers over the kind stitching. “Maybe he won’t leave once he has the book.” Dipper thought aloud once again. He was starting to make a habit out of talking to himself apparently.

It wasn’t like he wanted to keep information from Cipher, especially news that’d make him happy. The paranoia engraved deep in his soul that the man would eventually forget about him if they had no reason to be around each other was just too overpowering. Even though there was a good chance Cipher liked hanging around Dipper for Dipper and not just for his searching skills. It was a big chance, honestly. You don’t just kiss someone you plan on ditching. Cipher seemed like a better person than that, anyways.

But doubt was always louder than hope.

With a quick glance at the clock—which already read 5:10PM—Dipper decided he’d allow himself to sleep on it. It was already late so there was no use calling up Cipher now; he wouldn’t be able to come by until tomorrow anyways.

Settling on that, Dipper rolled over and closed his eyes. Super wouldn’t be ready for another hour or so and a nap sounded like a pleasant idea in the meantime.

.:.:.

Three days.

It’d been three days since Dipper found the old journal hidden in a tree. The journal, which a certain radio host had yet to know, was within Dipper’s possession. It had been shamefully tucked away in the brunet’s desk under a pile of scrap papers. It wasn’t the greatest hiding spot by any means, but Dipper didn’t feel comfortable leaving the relic under his bed or somewhere in his closet. At least in his desk, the book didn’t face any chances of getting ruined.

He stuck the poor book in the bottom drawer with the intention of returning to it in a week – because a night to sleep on deciding to give the book to Cipher just wasn’t enough. He simply wanted a little more time with the radio host to assure he wouldn’t ditch him. That was reason enough, right? In one week time, the book would be given to the blonde man. Until then, Dipper proclaimed he’d live with the guilt and enjoy some downtime with the host.

And what a glorious three days it had been so far. Cipher had been spending a large majority of the days hanging around Dipper’s work again. They’d continued their little routine, but the silence was filled with a lot more bashful glances and sly smiles. The kiss hadn’t been officially mentioned, but the implication that both of them equally enjoyed it and wouldn’t mind doing it again was pretty clearly expressed.

When Dipper wasn’t shackled to his job at the bookstore – and Cipher by extension – they usually ended up spending time around town or the radio station. Very rarely were they away from each other’s side. Not that either was complaining. However, every so often when Dipper would glance Cipher’s way, he’d feel a ball of guilt nibbling away at the core of his stomach. He couldn’t help thinking about the things he was hiding from the man. It didn’t feel right, but at the same time he couldn’t bring himself to do anything about it.

“Do you like your job?”

Cipher blinked open his eyes and tilted his head a little towards the brunet lying somberly beside him. They’d been lying outside on a patch of drying grass a short ways from the radio station, simply enjoying the last few drops of autumn. The sun was high above them, basking them in a nice enough warmth that they only needed light jackets. Cipher was currently wearing the sweatshirt he had borrowed from Dipper a few days prior, having yet to give it up. Not that Dipper really cared, he felt slightly prideful seeing the radio host wearing something of his.

Cipher shifted his arms, which lay beneath his head. “Yeah, I guess you could say that.” He looked back towards the calm blue sky. “It’s fun, I like being able to talk about whatever the hell I want for a living. I am not the biggest fan of having to hide behind a curtain all the time, but it comes with the job.”

Dipper hummed, mulling over that information. He flicked his fingers against the zipper on his jacket. “Why do you have to be so secretive? I doubt anyone would like… attack you or something if they knew who you were.”

Cipher chuckled and turned on his side, arm bent and hand holding up his head. Dipper moved in a similar fashion so that they both faced each other. “There are a few reasons. Gideon thinks having me be unnamed makes me more mysterious, that not only the show holds secrets but even the host does.” He shrugged. “Plus, I like being able to live my life without interruptions. I would get annoyed pretty quickly if people were stopping me on the streets or spewing nonsense about me in teen magazines.”

Dipper twirled his fingers around a few blades of grass, tugging them lazily as he listened. “And here I thought you liked attention.”

“Oh don’t get me wrong, I do! I would love people bending at my every need, but I have standards. I wouldn’t be able to sit here with you like this if I was open about my identity, and that’s not something I am quite willing to give up.”

“I guess that… makes sense.” Dipper pondered. “So you’re a man full of secrets then?”

“I am a man with many angles and lots of knowledge of various topics, who happens to also like having a private life, so if that makes me secretive then I guess I am. However, since I like you I’ll tell you my secrets,” Cipher leaned forward, lips curving into a seductive smirk. “for a price~”

Dipper’s cheeks flushed a soft pink, “Oh really? And what’s your price, Cipher?” He mused, putting up his best confident front.

“Hmmm,” Cipher’s eyes flickered from Dipper’s eyes to his lips then quickly back again. “I don’t know, it’d probably have to be something really pricey since I’ve got a lot of secrets.”

Dipper snorted and rolled his eyes, “What like my soul?” He joked and playfully wiggled his eyebrows.

If one were to have blinked in that moment they probably would have missed the way Cipher’s eyes widened and sparked with wonder for a fraction of a second. He continued to smirk at his companion before rolling onto his back to stare up at the sky once again. “Something like that.” He hummed pleasantly. “I am sure your soul would be a beauty.”

Dipper scoffed and flopped over onto his stomach, arms crossing beneath his chin. He closed his eyes and snuggled a little deeper in his jacket. “Don’t all souls look the same? Like a smoking white ball.”

“I think you’ve been playing too many video games.” Cipher flicked at the edge of Dipper’s ear, earning a small yelp and glare from the boy. “Souls come in all colors and shapes, kid. The more corrupted the soul, the worse it looks. What the world considers ‘sinners’ usually look black, less smoky, more goopy. Like a ball of hot, bubbling tar. While good people are bright, wispy, and usually emit a color.”

“You seem to know a lot about this.” Dipper mumbled into the curve of his arm.

Cipher chuckled under his breath. “Call it a passion of mine.”

The two fell into a comfortable silence after that, lying happily beside each other with only the whispers of wind and occasional tweet of a bird filling the silence. They lay close enough that their arms brushed and with a little maneuvering their hands slipped into each other without question.

It was nice, being able to be together like this without any distractions. To simply enjoy each other’s company. Dipper really didn’t want to let this go, and yet as he peeked past his bangs at the still figure beside him, he knew that he would.

“Hey, Cipher.” Dipper said just barely above a whisper. He watched the blonde’s eyebrow twitch but his eyes remained closed.

“Hm?”

“I gotta tell you something, it’s kind of important, it’s about the b—”

Just as the words were about to flutter out of his mouth, a shrill ring of a phone smacked Dipper’s train of thought straight from his head. His lips latched shut and eyes looked down at Cipher’s glowing pocket, which the man was quickly moving to reach.

He flicked the device on and squinted at the screen as if it had personally offended him. Whether that was because it had interrupted Dipper or not, the boy wasn’t sure.

“Sorry, just an email.” Cipher’s expression lightened considerably as he turned the screen to face Dipper. “Look at this cat jumping in and out of boxes! Giffy sent it. Cats are so silly!”

True to his word, there was a cat hopping into different sized boxes with a small message from Giffany at the bottom of the screen. Dipper smiled softly at the ridiculous video. Of course Cipher would find cat videos funny, what doesn’t he find funny? Dipper thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that, nope, Cipher could get a kick out of anything.

As he watched the video play through, Dipper couldn’t help his eyes wandering to the corner of the screen where a list of information sat. At the top of the list was a name, one that had Dipper’s heart stalling. “Uh.” The boy muttered very intelligently.

Cipher tilted his head to the side and furrowed his brows at Dipper’s odd expression. “What? Don’t tell me you don’t find cat videos funny. Cause I don’t think this relationship can work if—”

“Bill?”

#it's done bby #two more chaps #shall update tomorrow #billdip #my writing #lips of a stranger #billdip fic #fanfiction #fic

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morporkian-cryptid · 5 years ago

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I wrote a bunch of Gravity Falls incorrect quotes a while ago and I have no idea what to do with them, so I thought I’d put them here. Have fun!

Bill: What up? I’m back. Stan: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead. Bill: Death is a social construct.

Mabel : time for plan sparkles! Wendy : plan sparkles? Dipper : we ran out of letters a long time ago.

Ford: this was your idea; it's your fault. Stan: you know how impulsive i am; it's your fault for not stopping me.

Mabel: I’m sending good vibes your way. They’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. Stan: That’s the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

Ford: I’m so sorry for all the stuff I said. Stan: And for punching me in the face, right? Ford: No. You definitely deserved that.

Dipper: Who is the shadowy organization that controls all the banks and government in the USA? Wendy: What? Dipper: Who is pulling the strings? The puppet master? Wendy: Well, it’s probably the CIA, but... Dipper: The REAL puppet masters, of the whole enchilada. Wendy: Did you stay up late last night watching a bunch of movies? Dipper: Mabel and I did have a movie and candy party, but that doesn’t change the fact that a shadowy organization controls the US.

Stanford: What if I pour coffee in my cereal instead of milk? Fiddleford, taking the coffee pot as he walks by: What if you don’t.

Stanley: Physic majors are so shady they don’t even know where 94% of the universe is Stanford: NOBODY ELSE DOES

Stan: I’ll kick anyone’s ass. I’ll kick Ford's ass. I’ll kick Bill Cipher's ass. I’ll kick my own ass.

Dipper: Are you having soda in a mug? Mabel: Why? Do you want some?

Mabel: Don’t you think it’s time you finally faced your biggest fear? Stan: Snakes? Mabel: No. Stan: Clowns? Mabel: No. Stan: Snake-clowns? Mabel: Grunkle Stan, listen. Your biggest fear… is being part of a family again. Stan: Nope. Now it’s snake-clowns, because you put that idea in my head.

Dipper: There is only one thing worse than dying. *takes off paper to reveal “Ford dying”* Stan: Ford! Dipper: NO!

Stan: [scary story voice] the next day, he woke up dead! Dipper: how the hell do you wake up dead, Grunkle Stan?

[on their first date] Lazy Susan: so do you have any pets? Stan: *remembers women like sensitive guys* a dog. Lazy Susan: how cute, what’s its name? Stan: *also remembers how women like tough guys* Missile launcher.

Bill: hey i bought your soul last month and- Stanley: no returns Bill: please it’s constantly vandalizing all my stuff.

Ford: Mabel told me that instead of being sad, I should “go get it, girl”. So I’m going to go get it, girl. Stan: Get what? Ford: Unclear. I’ll get everything just to be safe.

Ford: i wasn’t injured, i was lightly stabbed Stan: Stan: y’know, sometimes i question how you’ve managed to stay alive this long

Fiddleford: Looks like someone needs a coffee. Stanford: Oh no, thank you. I already had six.

Dipper: I am the smartest, most skilled person in this family. Mabel: Is your hand stuck in that vending machine? Dipper: I paid for my rolos. Dipper: I'm getting my rolos.

Stanford : Where are you going ? Stanley : To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I’ll decide in the car.

#gravity falls #gravity falls incorrect quotes

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gamerfansims389 · 5 years ago

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Characters I Think Can (and possibly can't) defeat Alastor

You know. Different characters in Hazbin going up against Alastor one day in a full on power battle with him would be interesting. But what about other characters from other fandoms?

Disclaimer: Some characters from some fandoms, I haven't seen all of (like movies, shows and anime). So please keep that in mind.

I will also categorize characters in the following: High Chance, Medium Chance, Low Chance

High Chance meaning they could most definatley defeat him easily without any injuries or within the blink of an eye, Medium Chance, they could defeat him but it would take a while to, may take some injuries, Low Chance, will most definatley end up with injuries, maybe even come close to dying.

Please note: I don't hate Alastor. He's a really interesting character in my book. This idea has just been in my head for a while. And I wanna see if other people will agree and or disagree. You are also free to reblog this and add onto the list if you want to. This is an open topic to discuss. As long as it remains peaceful and civil. If it gets out of hand, I will delete this post.

This post may also contain spoilers from other shows, anime, cartoons, and movies. I'm leaving game characters out of this because I haven't played a lot of games in order to put those characters on this list. But you are free to add game characters if you wish. You have been warned of possible spoilers!

Anyways. On with the list. This also will be in no particular order power wise so yeah.

High Chance:

1. Mob/Shigeo Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100) (As of this post, I have 2 more episodes left remaining in Season 2. Do not spoil for me and for others please!)

Okay. Maybe not when he's at normal power (0%). But when he's at 100%, that boy is an explosive depending on what emotion he's feeling at the time of a situation. Yes, he has his rule of not using his psychic powers against others. But when the people he holds dearly are in danger of possibly dying or not, he is not a force to be messed with.

(An example of when he's at 100%)

2. Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) (Spoiler warning!)

We all know of how powerful Bill is. He caused a Weirdmaggedon on Gravity Falls in the Season 2 finale. He froze time, he can grow, he can change his form, and he's been around since the beginning of time itself. Sure, he was defeated by Mabel and Dipper themselves a few times already. But as a whole, this triangle demon is pretty much an unstoppable force to deal with if you really look at it.

He also has a lot of similar qualities to that of Alastor. He likes to make deals, he likes to cause trouble, a lot of the citizens fear him, etc.

3. Kurumi (Date a Live) (Spoiler warning!)

It's been a long time since I last watched Date a Live. But from what I remember, this girl is pretty powerful. If my memory serves me correctly, she can freeze time, she can make duplicates of herself, she weilds a shotgun, she's quite a handful power wise. I haven't seen all of Date a Live. Just the 1st Season. So idk if other seasons/spin offs/OVA's/movies explore more on her powers or not (please don't spoil if it does).

4. Gon (Hunter x Hunter 2011) (Spoiler warning!)

I honestly do think that Gon has a high chance of defeating Alastor. We saw him duke it out with Neferpitou and he won for the sake of a friend. Just like Mob, he may not seem strong appearance wise but this boy has taken on some people much powerful than he is and won. Sure, his battle with the Chimera Ants almost left him for dead but he still made it out alive in the end thanks to Killua's help.

5. Elsa (Frozen, Frozen 2) (Please note I have not seen anything else Frozen related such as shorts. So I'm basing all of this based on what I have seen from Frozen. Any Frozen shorts that may have development on Elsa's powers! I have now seen Frozen 2 on YouTube due to a link but that doesn't mean you can spoil it for others!)

As rediculous as this may sound to some, she probably does have a high chance of defeating Alastor. We saw this girl make an entire ice castle just from her powers alone in Frozen within the course of a 2-3 minute song that everyone has embedded in their heads at this point in time. She can also change her outfits via her powers as well and make animate snow/ice creatures with her powers as well. Heck, we saw her freeze an entire kingdom which was the plot starter for Frozen! Again. Others may have other opinions. But this is what I think.

Medium Chance:

1. Celty Sturloson (Durarara!) (Spoiler warning!)

Like Date a Live, it's been quite a while since I last seen the entirety of Durarara so just bare with me on this. For those that don't know, Celty is a Dullahan, a creature from Irish folklore which is basically like their version of the Grim Reaper. Dullahans supposedly carry their heads around in their arms after they die. But in Celty's case, she lost her head and she kind of gave up on searching for it towards the end of the series. She can make a black ball out of an inescapable substance from her powers, she can make web-like structures with them as well, and she also does weild a scythe. Her motorcycle can also transform into different vehicles such as a horse (which is default), a bike, a carriage, etc.

2. Lelouch Lamporouge (Code Geass) (Please note that I have never completed this anime. I had like 9 episodes remaining in Season 1. So please don't spoil anything in regards to Lelouch's power development!)

I kind of have my doubts with Lelouch on this one since his powers require him to look at someone directly in the eye in order to possess them so he can command them to do something against their own will. But if he plays his cards right (which he's pretty good at doing), he could have a chance of defeating Alastor. Like I previously mentioned, I haven't completed all of Code Geass so I don't know the full extent of Lelouch's powers outside of Season 1. I already also mentioned Lelouch's powers previously, too so yeah lol. But yeah. I kind of have my doubts when it comes to him.

3. Yuu Otosaka (Charlotte) (Spoiler warning!)

Yuu would most likely have a medium chance of defeating Alastor because of his ability to harness other's powers. Keep in mind. It's also been a while since I've last seen Charlotte so bare with me on this one as well. I do think he would come out with some injuries because of the fact that he doesn't know the extent of other's powers that he has harnessed from them, he only knows about his own powers very well. If he's not careful, he could end up injured.

4. Albedo (Overlord) (Please note that I've only seen Season 1 so don't spoil anything that's important to Albedo's power development!)

I personally don't think Einz himself would go out to try to fight someone that's as powerful as he is unless it posed as a threat to his life and or his kingdom. So, I would think that he'd send his servants to survey the area of any potential threats and to get rid of them immediatley before they become a big threat. He probably wouldn't send Albedo out first but maybe she could be his 2nd to last resort before going to investigate himself. Either that or she'd automatically volunteer herself out of the sake of her love for Einz. Which, he'd probably agree with once the begging gets annoying.

5. Chrollo Lucilfer (Hunter x Hunter 2011) (Spoiler warning!)

This would be before he got his powers taken away and restricted into a state of Zetsu by Kurapika. He has shown to be pretty powerful. He made it out alive when fighting against two members of the Zoldyck family. But I think the only disadvantage to this would be the fact that he needs his Nen book in order to use other's powers. Without his Nen book, he's basically powerless.

Low Chance:

1. Ganta (Deadman Wonderland) (Spoiler warning!)

It's been quite a while since I've seen Deadman Wonderland. Bare with me here. So much like Gon, Ganta has taken on some pretty powerful Deadmen while serving his time in Deadman Wonderland after being accused of a crime he was blackmailed against for. I don't exactly remember his Deadman ability since it's been so long. But I do think he'd come out with quite a lot of injuries after challenging Alastor to a fight.

2. Decim (Death Parade) (Spoiler warning!)

The only thing I'm aware of power wise for Decim is that he can use web-like strings to hold people down after they've realized they're dead. I've heard quite a bit saying that he's based on the Greek god, Decima. Idk if that's true or not tho. But the extent of his powers is unknown and I highly doubt Death Parade will continue as an anime series. So I would think he has a low chance at defeating Alastor with all that we currently know on his powers.

3. Sebastian Micaelis (Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji) (Spoiler warning!)

A lot of fangirls will probably hate me for this. Lol. But I kind of doubt Sebastian could defeat Alastor without getting injured. We don't know the full extent of his powers yet despite also coming from Hell in that universe. So, that's the reason to my doubts.

4. Magica De Spell (DuckTales 2017) (Spoiler warning!)

This would be before the Shadow War! I'm also not going to discuss the 1987 show or the original comics since I've never completed the 1987 show nor have I read any of the original comics yet. So I'm only relying on what we've seen so far in the reboot. Like Bill, she was able to start this apocalypse by taking everyone's shadows from them. She trapped Scrooge in his own lucky dime in order to execute her plans. But I doubt she'd be able to defeat Alastor in all honesty.

5. Lena De Spell (DuckTales 2017) (Spoiler warning!)

Lena De Spell is the niece of Magica De Spell. She was created as a shadow with the appearance of the real girl in order to unwillingly help Magica with her plans to take over Duckburg in the exchange for her freedom. After Magica is defeated and powerless, Lena now currently possesses Magica's powers via her amulet. So she undoubtingly has some of the same powers that Magica had. But since she hasn't really had much character development/power development as of this post, I kind of doubt she could defeat Alastor without being injured.

Aand that's all. If you want to add to this post, reblogs are appriciated. Thank you!

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xxdecipheringgravityfallsxx · 6 years ago

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To those STILL saying Ford doesn’t care about his family---

I’ve noticed that some people say that Ford doesn’t care about his family. I don’t know where people get that from but----

UHHHH excuse me---

When Ford and Stan were fighting and after Ford accidentally burned Stan against the machine, he immediately apologized to Stan, with a concerned look on his face and asked him if he was alright.

Remember, Ford never wanted to fight with Stan in the first place, he just wanted his journal and he wasn’t aiming to hurt Stan. It was just rotten luck that Ford pushed Stan into the hot part of the machinery here.

Then when Stan finally brought Ford back and after they told their stories and after the issue with the US GOV was taken care of

The first thing Ford did after that was say a joke with Stan to try and ease the tension between the two of them if only for a little bit.

Stan: Look at us, when did we become old men?

Ford: You look like dad!

Stan: UEGH! Don’t say that!

Ford and Stan: both smile and laugh together

You can see it in Ford’s expression that he cares about Stan. it isn’t until Stan brings up the fact Ford still hasn’t thanked him. Which is a VERY touchy subject between the two of them right now.

After everything that happened it was NOT a good time for Stan to be asking for a thank you. Yes Stan earned that ‘thank you’ by working 30 yrs of his life to bring Ford back.

However you can’t force someone to be thankful, otherwise their thank you won’t be sincere. Also Stan did take Ford’s life by taking over his identity and also his house.

Yes Stan did this to bring Ford back, but you’d probably be pissed if someone took your identity. It’s identity theft, even if the theft was for a good reason.

The timing wasn’t the right timing. Also as far as we know, Stan never did apologize for breaking Ford’s machine. Even if it was an accident. They were both in the wrong. Stan for not apologizing to Ford, and Ford not thanking Stan.

But forgiveness doesn’t always come easy. If someone ruined my chances at a big opportunity even if it was an accident I know I’d find it hard to forgive them.

And even thank them if they did rescue me from another dimension, also not to mention Stan was the reason Ford got stuck there in the first place.

I’d not be too keen on forgiving someone that cost me my dream school or rob me 30 yrs of my life by sending me to another dimension even if it was an accident.

So I can totally understand Ford not thanking Stan in the moment, especially since Ford just got back.

Anyways after that Stan basically tells Ford to stay away from Dipper and Mabel and that they were his only family left.

As you can see Ford appears to somewhat tense up at this statement.

Ford obviously still cares. He’s just taken aback and doesn’t know what to say and is still upset. It would be hard for anyone to say anything under those circumstance - much less reconcile with someone. Especially after they storm off and away from you.

So it’s obvious Ford still cares DEEPLY for Stan. It’s just been so long that they have a hard time reconciling with each other because of all the bitterness they’ve harbored against each other.

Ford also cares deeply for Dipper and Mabel.

Ford dropped all his research just to spend some time with Dipper to have fun with him.

Then when they need to protect the shack from Bill, Ford trusts Mabel enough to give her a crossbow and for her to go get the Unicorn hair.

Then after Mabel comes back with the Unicorn hair, Ford praises her for protecting her family and calls her a good person. And this is heartwarming because through the entire episode the Unicorn was telling Mabel she wasn’t pure of heart and that she was a bad person.

Look at the way Mabel smiles, her eyes glisten and she has tears in them. Ford just brightened the horizon on one of her worst days ever.

Then when Ford and Dipper go into the alien site to find the adhesive to fix the rift, Ford puts his life on the line for Dipper. Ford didn’t even think about himself in that moment, he jumped in to protect Dipper even if it could have cost him his life.

Then after Ford is taken into the space bubble, he tells Dipper to save the world and that he’ll have to do it without him. Ford wanted Dipper to get to safety and not worry about him.

Ford wanted Dipper to escape, to save the world, so Dipper -and the rest of his family- and the entire world could continue to exist without fear of “The End Of The World” over their heads. Ford didn’t want Dipper to risk himself for him. Ford would sooner be imprisoned than let his nephew get harmed.

Then in Weirdmaggedon, when Dipper rushes off to find Mabel, instead of Ford letting Dipper run off he stops him. Because he doesn’t want Dipper charging out into Weirdmageddon recklessly because he could get hurt.

Then after failing to get rid of Bill, Ford without any regard for his own safety- instructs Dipper to run and get down so he can be safe from Bill.

Ford doesn’t CARE what Bill does to him he only cares about what Bill could possibly do to Dipper. And we all know later that Bill doesn’t have ANY issue in killing children.

When Mabel and Dipper use the Shack as a weapon, Ford cheers them on even though they aren’t there.

And then Bill even says: “Wow those kids really care about you...and you really care about THEM DON’T YOU?!!”

We literally see the absolute fear in his eyes when Bill speaks about torturing Dipper and Mabel. Ford is terrified of this and looks as though he’s about to beg Bill not to hurt Dipper and Mabel.

You can hear it in his voice that he doesn’t want Dipper or Mabel hurt and that he CARES immensely for them and wants to keep them safe.

Then after Dipper and Mabel free everyone, including Ford, Ford is so relieved to see them safe. He scoops them up in his arms and proudly proclaims that they did it. And then he laughs happily and in relief.

Then Ford apologizes for his hand in causing the end of the world. And he begs Stan to help him fix it. Just look at the way he looks at Stan! Ford is obviously flooded with guilt and remorse for everything that’s happened and I’m not just talking about the end of the world either.

He also appears that he’s apologetic towards Stan as well and when Stan tells him to thank him - Ford finally thanks Stan. He looks annoyed by Stan’s attitude but since it is a dire situation it is understandable- but he finally thanks him.

Also this is just a smaller piece, but look at how proud Ford looks when Mabel literally spraypaints a interdemensional demon in his eye! Look at his huge goofy nerdy grin!

Then when Dipper tells Ford and Stan to run and save themselves, you can see that Ford is like: OH HELL NAH! THAT’S A SUICIDE MISSION! WHAT ARE YOU THINKING! - Ford is as equally terrified for Dipper and Mabel as Stan is in this scene. They know Bill won’t hesitate to hurt the kids.

Then after Dipper and Mabel run away Ford yells out to them: NO IT’S TOO DANGEROUS! Both Stan and Ford are ready to rush after them but get stopped by Bill.

Then when Stan says:

“I can’t believe this! The kids are gonna die and it’s all my fault. All because I couldn’t shake your stupid hand!”

Look at the way Ford looks over to him. Ford looks so distraught and guilty. Look at the hurt in Ford’s eyes. You can’t tell me Ford doesn’t care about Stan at all. He shares in Stan’s pain and guilt here.

And then when Stan blames himself, Ford tells him not to. Ford is taking responsibility for his part in Weirdmaggedon and reassuring his distraught brother that it isn’t his fault.

Then Ford is willing to risk the entire world on the chance that Bill will free the kids. He’s willing to give up the secret to the barrier if it means no harm comes to Dipper and Mabel.

After Stan suggests that Bill goes into his mind, Ford refuses. And flat out tells Stan that he has to do it. Ford knows that there’s nothing Bill wants in Stan’s head and that this deal might be the only way for Ford to save the kids and Stan as well.

He wants to save not only Dipper and Mabel, but Stan as well. However they come up with a plan and switch clothes to trick Bill.

Now look at Ford, look at how unsteady his hold on the gun is. He obviously doesn’t want to erase Stan’s mind. The very thought of erasing Stan’s mind is causing him pain.

This scene right here shows how much Ford cares for Stan despite everything and it shows how much Ford doesn’t want to lose Stan. Even if it’s the only way to save the world.

Then after Stan’s mind is erased, Ford is overcome with grief fearing that his brother is gone for good. He calls Stan their hero and he hugs him.

Look at how broken he is! He’s convinced that Stan’s memories are gone and that he’s lost Stan forever. This is the first time we’ve seen Ford cry in the series. And what brought him to tears was the fact he feared his brother was gone.

Nothing ELSE has brought Ford to tears except this. You cannot sit here and tell me Ford doesn’t care! LOOK AT HIM! HE’S FUCKING DEVASTATED!

Then when Stan starts to remember, look at that big smile Ford has! And then Ford laughs along with everyone else while Mabel helps Stan to remember! Ford is so happy that not all hope is lost for Stan; and that Stan is going to be able to remember who he is.

Then after Stan remembers and the kids have their party, Ford finally revives their childhood hopes of going on an adventure of a lifetime. Showing that Ford wants to make full amends with Stan. So they can both make up their mistakes towards each other.

And then when Mabel and Dipper are getting ready to leave, and when the Bus driver says animals aren’t allowed - we can see Ford show the driver his gun. Ford was about to throw the fuck down with this man if he didn’t allow Waddles on the bus.

Then at the very end as Dipper and Mabel finally leave on the bus, we see Ford put his hand on Stan’s shoulder. Ford is silently reassuring Stan that he’s still got one family member by his side; and that he’ll always be by his side no matter what.

IN CONCLUSION DON’T YOU EVER DARE AND SAY FORD DOESN’T CARE ABOUT HIS FAMILY! OR I WILL LOOK FOR YOU, I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL BEAT YOU WITH A FISH!

#Gravity Falls #Stanford Pines #Gravity Falls fandom #Stanley Pines #Mabel Pines #Dipper Pines #Don't you dare tell me Ford doesn't care about his family #I will beat you #with a fish #if I must!

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advocatewrites-blog · 6 years ago

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Into the Unknown Part 4 Chapter 4

Into the Unknown

Fandom: Undertale, Coraline (book), Over the Garden Wall, Paranorman, Gravity Falls (season 2)

Characters: Frisk, Norman B., Dipper P., Mabel P., Coraline J., Wirt, Greg, the Cat, the Frog; Sans, Toriel, Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore,; the Other Mother, the Beast, Agatha P., Bill Cipher, Asriel D., Chara D.,

Pairings: Not the focus. Alphys/Undyne, with mentions of Papyrus/Mettaton, sans/Toriel/Asgore, and Wirt/Sara. Due to the nature of Undertale and the dating segments, there is also interpretable Papyrus/Wirt, Undyne/Mabel, Alphys/Dipper, Napstablook/Norman, Mettaton/Norman, Mettaton/Mabel, Sans/Dipper, Sans/Norman, and Sans/Greg.

Rated a high +K for violence, mild language, horrific elements that may be disturbing to younger readers, mentions of child abuse and bullying, character death that is sometimes permanent, and mentions of suicide that may be triggering. These elements remain relatively unchanged from their source material, which most all are for children, but discretion is advised nonetheless.

Disclaimer: Undertale was created and owned by Toby Fox. Coraline was created by Neil Gaiman and owned by Bloomsbury and Laika. Over the Garden Wall was created by Patrick McHale and owned by Cartoon Network. Paranorman was created by Sam Fell and Chris Butler and owned by Laika. Gravity Falls was created by Alex Hirsch and owned by Disney. Any other work mentioned or homage are property of their respective owners. This is a fan-made, nonprofit work that only seeks to entertain. Please support the original franchises.

Chapter 4

“OHHH YES! WELCOME BEAUTIES…TO TODAY’S QUIZ SHOW!”

Spotlights engulfed the lab. Two disco balls dropped from the lighting fixtures and engulfed the three into multicolored lights. Confetti fell from somewhere. Dipper knew that he was not going to like whatever happened next.

“OH BOY! I CAN ALREADY TELL IT’S GONNA BE A GREAT SHOW!” said the robot. “EVERYONE GIVE A BIG HAND TO OUR WONDERFUL CONTESTANTS!”

A fake, monotone clapping noise echoed from the robot’s soundboard as more confetti poured onto them.

“NEVER PLAYED BEFORE GORGEOUS? THE RULES ARE SIMPLE. ANSWER CORRECTLY.” said the robot. “OR YOU DIE!!!

Mettaton attacks.

“LET’S START WITH AN EASY ONE!!” said Mettaton. “WHAT’S THE PRIZE FOR ANSWERING CORRECTLY?”

“Uh…” said Dipper. “A new car?”

“THAT IS INCORRECT!!!”

A lightning-bolt shaped bullet shot from Mettaton’s microphone and collided with Dipper’s Soul.

“Are you okay?” Mabel asked.

“I’m fine,” said Dipper. “Not sure how many of those I can take. We’re gonna have to be smart about answering them.”

“Alright,” said Mabel. “Making things up is my specialty!”

“GLAD TO HEAR IT GORGEOUS!” said Mettaton. “HERE’S YOUR PRIZE: WHAT IS THE KING’S FULL NAME?”

Dipper actually remembered that one. Papyrus had said it, Undyne had said it, and the turtle that sold them things had said it even though he insisted on calling him “Ol’ King Fluffybuns”.

“Asgore Dreemurr!” said Dipper.

“CORRECT! WHAT A TERRIFIC ANSWER!”

“I was going to say Doctor Friendship…” said Mabel.

“NOW ENOUGH ABOUT YOU. LET’S TALK ABOUT ME! WHAT ARE ROBOTS MADE OF?”

“Metal and magic!” said Mabel.

That one had come pretty quickly, but Dipper figured that it was easy to guess.

“HERE’S AN EASY ONE FOR YOU: TWO TRAINS, TRAIN A AND TRAIN B, SIMULTANEOUSLY DEPART STATION A AND STATION B. STATION A AND STATION B ARE 252.5 MILES APART FROM ONE ANOTHER. TRAIN IS IS MOVING AT 124.7 MILESPERHOURTOWARDSSTATIONBAND TRAINBISMOVING-AT253.5MILESPERHOURTOWARSSTATIONAIFBOTHTRAINSDEPARTEDAT10:0AMANDITISNOW10:09HOWMUCHLONGERUNTILBOTHTRAINSPASSEACHOTHER?”

“32.058 minutes!” said Mabel.

Dipper had no idea how he could even solve that one, let alone Mabel.

“NEARLY RAN OUT THE CLOCK THERE, GORGEOUS! BUT THAT IS CORRECT!”

“You spent the entire time asking the question!” said Dipper.

“DO YOU WANT ME TO TAKE BACK YOUR CORRECT ANSWER?” Mettaton asked.

“We’re good!” Both the twins said.

“EXCELLENT! BECAUSE FROM HERE ON OUT THEY’RE ONLY GOING TO GET HARDER FROM HERE!” said Mettaton.”NEXT QUESTION: HOW MANY FLYS ARE IN THIS JAR?”

“54!” said Mabel.

“WHAT MONSTER IS THIS?”

“Mettaton!”

“BUT CAN YOU GET THIS ONE? WOULD YOU SMOOCH A GHOST?”

“Heck yeah!”

“WHAT A GOOD ANSWER! I LOVE IT!!!!” said Mettaton. “NEXT QUESTIONS: HOW MANY LETTERS ARE IN THE NAME METATTON NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN…”

“56!”

“That is correct!”

“How are you getting all of these?” Dipper asked.

“Alphys is telling me,” said Mabel. “But the smooch a ghost one was all me!”

Alphys froze.

“ALPHYS…” said Mettaton. “WERE YOU HELPING THE CONTESTANT?”

“U-u-uh, I was—” Alphys stammered.

“THAT’S ALRIGHT,” said Mettaton. “I’LL GIVE THEM AN ANSWER YOU’RE SURE TO KNOW THE ANSWER TO! WHO DOES DOCTOR ALPHYS HAVE A CRUSH ON?”

The two twins froze.

“Could we…not answer that one?” Dipper asked.

Entry no. 34

During our game of multi-dimensional chess, Bill mentioned something interesting. A Kingdom of Monsters. He seemed hesitant to discuss more; although it seemed more out of ignorance than ill-will. After some prying, he managed to bring up some key points. Sometime before Gravity Falls was inhabited, humans lived with monsters. A war broke out between the two races, leading to the monsters becoming imprisoned underneath a magic suppressing barrier. Bill mentioned that he had tried to enter the kingdom several times to look for someone to help him build the portal, but he kept being chased out by some “annoying dog”.

Whether or not he meant to, Bill has just made a phenomenal breakthrough with my research. Is this Kingdom of Monsters the source of all weirdness in Gravity Falls? Or even the world? Maybe there can be a direct link between the monsters in the forest and the monsters underground. Furthermore, if Bill really wanted to find a scientific mind in the kingdom of monsters, there could be someone else working on a portal right now. Someone else I could compare notes with!

I expect the portal will be finished by tomorrow. Perhaps once Bill can enter our dimension, I can welcome him to Earth properly with a little hike.

It was much later, after the quiz show and after a cooking show and after a news show, when sans made himself known and invited Dipper to dinner.

“where’s that sister of yours?” he asked.

“Well…”

“‘A tragic tale of two lovers, torn apart by the tides of fate’…” Mabel read off of the poster in front of her. “That sounds right up my alley!”

She ignored the fact that 75% of the poster was Mettaton’s face. It would be nice to see him actually acting, and not just the elaborate set pieces he set up when he wanted to kill them. She would have to make a mental note to come back and catch it once Mettaton had calmed down a bit.

Mabel was so lost in thought that she did not notice where she was walking next. She stopped as she noticed she was on stage.

“Oh,” said Mabel as realization dawned on her.

“OH? COULD IT BE…” Mettaton’s voice echoed through the stage. “MY ONE TRUE LOVE?”

Mettaton descended down the fake balcony with all the grace of a vacuum cleaner. The song’s opening covered most of it up. He dropped the hem of his bright blue ballgown and began to sing.

That was when Mabel knew that this was really right up her alley.

“guess it doesn’t really matter,” said sans. “so, what do you know about a talking flower?”

The atmosphere grew suddenly very heavy. Dipper swallowed before he spoke.

“We found it in the Ruins,” said Dipper. “It’s this little gold flower named Flowey—“

“really?” said sans. “couldn’t think of a better name?”

“I didn’t name it!” Dipper said. “It calls itself that!”

“alright. tell me more about flowey mc flower face.”

“Well, when we left the Ruins, he talked about a lot of weird things,” said Dipper. “Stuff like how he was the one that would inherit this world...and how we weren’t the ones he was looking for…sans, how many humans have been in the Underground before us?”

“haven’t you heard undyne, kid?” sans asked. “there’ve been six humans in the underground. not including you two.”

“And is that where you got the lamps?” Dipper asked.

sans fell silent.

“Look, if we’re going to work together, we need to be 100% honest with each other,” Dipper said. “I won’t…judge you if you did something bad. Just be honest with me.”

Sans did not say anything for a moment. Just when Dipper was about to speak up again, he chuckled lowly.

“don’t judge anyone, you say? kid, that’s a good one and you don’t even know why yet,” said sans. “alright. there have been a total of 12 humans in the underground. i’ve seen six. just not at the same time.”

“So there’s a way out of the Underground then?” Dipper asked.

“sure there is. but that’s not what i’m talking about,” said sans.

“Well, what do you know about the other humans?”

“i’d say most weren’t older than you,” said sans. “all came from the ruins, all left through new home. all came at about the same time. don’t know what happened to them. don’t think they knew why they were here, either.”

“Well, do you think that flower might have something to do with it?” Dipper asked.

“don’t know. never seen ‘em before,” said sans after a minute. “well, if nothing else, this run’s been good for information. anything else you need to know?”

Dipper opened his mouth for a minute. But there was not anything else he could think to ask.

“great,” said sans. “if you get to the castle, i won’t stop you. but try and think about what you’re getting into, alright?”

It was only when sans got to the fichus in the corner that Dipper found what he wanted to ask next.

“What do you mean, ‘this time’? You keep talking about ‘this time’ and ‘these runs’, like you’ve already seen all this before!” said Dipper. “What are you trying to hide? I won’t be able to help you if you don’t tell me everything!”

“listen, kid,” said sans. “it’s not gonna matter. even if i do tell you everything, you’re just gonna disappear again. and there’ll be another kid waiting for me at my station. or maybe something worse. i’ve given up trying to change this.”

Dipper’s mouth hung open as he tried to think of what to say. Everything that sans said ran through his head. And then he realized.

“You’re a time traveler?”

The light in sans’ eyesockets went dark. He did not say anything.

“Why didn’t you just say that?” Dipper asked. “Maybe we can help you! Are you with the same agency as Blendin? Is there actually a Time Baby?”

“well,” said sans. “you’re close. if there’s a time traveler, it’s not me.”

Dipper probably had more experience with time travel than the average person, but it was still limited. There was stuff in the journals and the science fiction books he read, but most of what he really remembered came from the 80’s movies Mabel watched. There was one he remembered quite well, about the crabby man who was stuck in the same day repeating over and over.

“Oh,” said Dipper, because he was not sure what else he could say.

“if that’s all you have to say, kid, then i better head out,” said sans. “it’s almost papyrus’ bedtime, and he gets cranky without a bedtime story.”

“We’ll find a way to fix this,” said Dipper. “Mabel and I. We have, uh…experience with this kind of thing.”

“i mean, you probably won’t,” said sans. “but thanks anyway.”

He walked past the fichus in the corner and disappeared.

It took Dipper longer to leave. Too much was going through his head, not just about what sans had said but how he looked when he said it. He was going to have to set things right. There was no way around it.

When he did stumble out, he was surprised to find Mabel.

“Hey Dipper!” Mabel said. “I just finished up Mettaton’s play! How was your date with sans?”

It barely fazed Dipper to hear it called a date. His mind was on too many other things.

“Do you remember what the Journal said about time travel?” Dipper asked.

“Hmm…I’m not sure about the Journal, but there was that Blendin’ guy,” Mabel said.

“That’s what I was thinking too,” said Dipper. “No matter how we get back home, we need to remember to find a way to contact him.”

“Sounds like a plan!” Mabel said. “I’ll make a note of it in this cool notebook I bought from the turtle!”

#fic #Into the Unknown #Undertale #Gravity Falls #Mettaton #Dipper Pines #Mabel Pines #Alphys #sans #featured

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minijenn · 7 years ago

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Cause I got no self control here are some headcanons for that new AU I just came up with, a little diddy i like to call Universal Pines (idk why the name’s just interesting I guess):

So as I said before this AU is an offshoot of NWHS, in which instead of Ford emerging from the portal, Stan, Dipper, and Mabel all end up getting sucked into it (the Gems aren’t able to save them either)

Immediately after this, the portal kinda explodes like it does in canon, leaving Steven and Gems at a complete loss at what just happened and what to do about it

Of course, Steven adamantly wants to save the Pines, but the Gems aren’t so sure fixing the portal would be worth the apparent risk to the entire universe if reopened

So of course there’s a lot of conflict between Steven and the Gems (and within the Gems themselves) over what’s going on and they’re all generally distraught and in a state of complete disarray

Not helping matters is the fact that the government agents are still looking for them, which means they cant really stay at the shack itself so they book it out of there to try and figure things out

The Gems are also still missing their memories about the portal and how it functions, so even if they could stick around, they wouldn’t know what to do about it

So now Steven and the Gems are on the run from the government, though they stick around Gravity Falls, only narrowly avoiding capture because they can’t go to the temple so they’re at a loss of what to do

They also still gotta deal with the ongoing threats from Homeworld, namely Peridot and maybe Malachite too, so their hands are totally full and they’re very stressed out

When Connie finds out about all this, she of course sides with Steven and wants to help, and this leads to the two of them sneaking away from from the Gems quite frequently to try and work on the portal without being apprehended, all because they want to rescue the twins so damn badly (not even minding the fact that they could be dead for all they know)

So on the other end of things, upon being sucked into the portal, the Pines of course wind up in the Nightmare Realm (as Ford’s trying to off Bill once and for all)

So Bill instantly notices them and is more than happy to try and off the entire Pines family all at once (especially since the portal closed just about as soon as it had opened, which means his plans to invade earth are more or less dashed, so he’s fucking mad)

Still, Ford leaps into the rescue, despite being absolutely shocked to see Stan there (as well as two kids he doesn’t know) but all the same he saves them from Bill and they all narrowly get away for a moment

So from there introductions happen and Ford is fucking OUTRAGED with Stan, not just for reopening the portal and putting the entire world at risk but for getting two innocent kids involved so of course a huge fight breaks out between them over this

Meanwhile Dipper and Mabel are absolutely lost amidst all this, and they’re both pretty terrified out of their wits cause they’re not sure if they’re ever going to get back to their own dimension and they’re afraid that Bill will find them no matter what they do and basically the kiddos are in just a disastrous state as their grunkles

Not helping things is that Dipper’s kinda absolutely pissed at Stan and Mabel and he kinda blames them for the terrible situation they’re in (so he sides with Ford basically, and now we got divisions in the family)

Still, they do stay together cause, ya know, they all could fucking die if Bill catches up to them, so they begin wandering the multiverse just trying to stay out of his range and there’s a lot of constant tension and no one’s really getting along and basically its one big bundle of family drama

So yeah idk how all this would end on either side of things but still its a nifty concept that I’d like to do something with in the future (probably write a thing)

So if ya wanna talk more about it, feel free to hit me up! Rare is it when I come up with an AU concept all on my own so I’m pretty excited about this one ahahaha

#jen rambles #universe falls #headcanons #universal pines #su #gf #au list

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monotype-on-phantom · 7 years ago

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Okay, so. One of my big problems with DP narratively is that Danny doesn't lose. Sure, he struggles. But he doesn't ultimately lose. You always know he's going to win in the end. I'm curious to hear your thoughts - is this just a byproduct of "keeping it a kid's show"? Do you think it could have benefited from a few bittersweet endings that ultimately raised the stakes for us viewers, knowing that he can lose? I have my own opinions but I wondered what you thought.

Danny does lose, though.

The only things that Danny always succeeds in by the end of any given episode is not dying and keeping his town generally fairly safe from ghost attacks, which are kind of necessary for a “superhero show” (even if that’s not what I ever saw this as.)

In the old Batman: TAS, Gotham City isn’t going to be destroyed, and when the Joker attempts a mass murder, Batman will always stop him. He will also always succeed in not dying. That doesn’t mean he can save everybody or that he’ll win every fight or even that he’ll be able to stop every plan.

Danny loses many one on one fights. Against Vlad, Bertrand, Desiree, the Circus Gothica ghosts, Pariah Dark. Heck, Danny lost a fight against the Box Ghost in Splitting Images because of his lack of experience. A lot of the time, the only way Danny gets out of a situation is because someone else comes in to help him.

If you want Danny losing against an enemy at the end of an episode, Public Enemies is one. Walker is sent back to the ghost zone, but he succeeds in his plan to turn the town against Danny. Everyone believes that he’s the one responsible for all the ghost attacks. Walker’s plan worked. What’s more, Danny was unable to save his new friend, Wulf. He was dragged back to the ghost zone and locked up by Walker again. The town’s safe, but a lot was still lost.

The Fright Before Christmas, while mostly silly, is another instance where the antagonist technically wins. Danny was forced to learn the Ghost Writer’s lesson. There was no way around it. It was a happy ending, sure, but it was still technically a loss on Danny’s part.

In Masters of All Time, Danny does succeed in saving his friends, but that was Vlad’s plan. He ended up having to give Vlad exactly what he wanted. He wasn’t able to avoid playing into Vlad’s hands without sacrificing the lives of his friends.

He’s not even able to keep everyone safe the way he’d like to. Valerie has her arm in a sling at the end of Reign Storm because she took so many beatings. Buildings are often damaged by attacks. There’s one time when the show cuts it really close to showing us a child dying on screen because Danny failed to catch them.

Danny also loses in most other aspects of his life. He loses the respect of his peers, even when he’s able to temporarily gain it in episodes like Pirate Radio. He loses his free time, sleep, and grades. He loses in all attempts to fight back against his bullies. He loses in trying to convince his parents and Valerie that he’s not an enemy. He loses in his love life. Every episode ends with “well, the town is mostly safe, but only for now and also Danny’s life still sucks.”

The only other way Danny could lose in the show would be having somebody die. And stay dead. Antagonists are able to achieve their goals sometimes. The only ones who can’t are the ones who want to kill Danny or someone else, take over the world, or permanently alter Danny’s life in an extremely drastic way (such as Freakshow).

Having someone die could’ve worked to the show’s advantage (and by that I mean someone other than, say, Vlad’s clones or something). That probably was because this was a kids’ show. We can’t have Danny die, because he’s the protagonist, and for the show to continue, that’d have to be undone in some way or another.

That only leaves things like if Jazz really did leave her family for Vlad, or if Freakshow got away with kidnapping Danny, or if Ember managed to enslave the entire world. Things like that obviously can’t happen, because that would either require the characters to completely go against who they are or the show to just...be over.

The best solution I can think of is to completely remove the episodic nature of the show entirely and have huge story arcs with larger stakes. Maybe Freakshow does get away with Danny and now there’s a huge journey Sam and Tucker have to go on to save him. That would completely change the nature of the show, though.

The town is mostly safe at the end of the episode. That’s basically the only way Danny always wins. And the only reason for that is that Danny will literally not stop fighting until he is dead. That’s proven in Reign Storm, where he was seconds from dying before Vlad showed up. So, unless the show went all out and killed the protagonist, he is always going to be able to beat back the antagonist, even if only temporarily.

I don’t think there’s much else the show could’ve done. (In fact, I personally wish Danny had more wins. A good example is Fright Night, where Danny loses the bet with Dash and it leads to a disgusting outcome.)

It’s still a cartoon. Just like how Dipper and Mabel weren’t going to really lose against Gideon or Bill in Gravity Falls, or how the Crystal Gems will always be able to keep Beach City from being totally destroyed in Steven Universe, Danny will succeed in protecting most of the people in his town. Anything else, though? That’s much more questionable.

#danny phantom #plot #i can kinda see your point #but i think the kid loses enough as it is #raven-on-the-writing-desk #ask me

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iprincezzinuyoukai · 7 years ago

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BillDip Week 2017, Day 6: Favorite AU

Monster Falls is my favorite AU of all, of that there is no doubt... Also the second and last part of the chapter of the first day. I hope you like it.

Notes and Warnings: Monster Falls. A kind of marriage proposal.

Do you?

The birds sang in the trees, there were children's laughter and not the typical whining, on the first floor of the house there were no screams or fights and no death threats – And he, Dipper Pines, had awakened quietly without a certain demon with triangle-shaped marks on his body jumping into his nest to wake him.

The day had begun weird. Too weird.

The window of his room was open but Bill was nowhere in his room, hadn't Bill come in all night? – It's not as if he wanted to but he was almost accustomed to that the demon lay next to him and that at the first ray of the Sun he was already bothering him to go out and to go to the forest and the town.

Dipper scratched his head... He had awakened in a good way... Bill hadn't come all night... Everything seemed calm in Gravity Falls... His house was at peace... Did Bill upset his colleagues, again? It wouldn't be the first time Bill had angered any of the other demons, or even the main members of the Council, and he usually got away with it – Dipper still suspected that Bill wasn't well off but his silly boyfriend told him that he was safe from some repercussions.

Not wanting to pay much attention to the fact that Bill hadn't come to bed with him – Which he didn't care about at all – Dipper decided it was best to go down to breakfast with his family... Maybe Bill had been caught by Ford as the demon sneaked through his window – Wait, did that mean the suffocating silence in his house? Did Ford finally flay Bill as he had always promised?! It's not like he cares... Not at all.

The cervitaur finally entered the kitchen where a mermaid, a gargoyle, and a sphinx were having breakfast.

“G' Morning, Dip-Dop!” Mabel waved to see her brother, “It seems that someone doesn't look very happy~”

“What are you talking about? I slept perfectly last night.” Dipper assured his sister as he took a bowl to pour some milk and cereal.

“Sure? I didn't hear noises last night in your room.” Mabel winked, chuckling.

“Mabel!” Dipper yelled flushed as he approached his sister, while looking sideways at Stanford, the sphinx didn't look very happy either. “Hey, Grunkle Stan.” Dipper called his Great Uncle, the gargoyle nodded as he continued to eat breakfast, “It's just curiosity,” Dipper heard his sister chuckle, “Did Bill leave early?” Did you even hear if Bill came to the house?

“Don't ask me about him,” The gargoyle sipped his coffee, “For the first time the house is in harmony without having to see your psychotic boyfriend and the paranoid Ford fighting.” The gargoyle simply said, at the same time that Stanford was quarreling about his paranoia about Bill.

So Bill didn't come all night? And didn't even come to wake him as usual? Here was something really weird. And Dipper was going to find out so he had to end up with another bullet in his leg.

“Don't worry, DipDop,” Mabel dropped her head on his shoulder, Dipper felt a chill run down his back, his sister's hair was wet and he hadn't put on a shirt yet, “Whatever your wicked boyfriend is planning can't be bad.”

“Mabel, what did we say about that phrase?” Stan looked at his grand-niece.

“Oh, we shouldn't say it when Dipper or Grunkle Ford is near.”

Dipper had confirmed that his family knew nothing of Bill since the last time they saw him, maybe his silly boyfriend had his reasons or finally Ford had found a spell to keep him out of the house and he was waiting outside. Be that as it may, he'd better finish breakfast and go find him in town or in the woods, or wherever the sound of laughter comes.

The town seemed to be in peace, the monsters who lived there gladly greeted him, some with much more respect, to which Dipper was tired of telling them to keep on treating him as usual. To each of them Dipper asked if they had seen Bill but each of the monsters denied him, none of them knew where the demon was.

“Uncle Dipper!” Carlos shouted from the swings and caught the attention of the cervitaur.

At least there was someone here who could be of help. Not that Bill would like to be babysitting in the park, especially if we talk about Carlos, Isabella, Adrien, and Grenda II, the only children who seemed to have no respect for Bill.

“Hi, kids.” Dipper approached the elf and the vampire playing on the swings with the youngest of the werewolves on the branches of the trees while the little toad girl was sitting under the tree watching the other older children taking care of her, “How long have you been here?” He hoped to sound casual.

“From the morning, I think Adrien slept here.” Isabella pointed to the werewolf who stuck out his tongue.

“So you have been here since early,” Which was obvious, they were young, they had energy to spare, they were the new group of Cool Kids, good for mischief and get away with it – They are the perfect candidates to do tricks with Bill Freaking Cipher! If Bill wanted to have – ?

“Uncle Dipper, are you all right?” Adrien asked, “Your face is totally red that could be compared to Aunt Wendy.”

“Ha! Sorry, I think I'm about to die. I'm kidding.” Dipper added when he saw Grenda II's worried face. “Well, what I was coming at was to know if any of you have seen Bill, I haven't seen him since the morning.”

The three children exchanged a look without Dipper seeing them.

“Perhaps Lord Cipher is in the woods, have you thought of that?” Carlos asked, pointing to the exit of the cave.

“That was what I was thinking.”

“I bet Mr. Cipher found something better than playing with a group of children who don't respect him.” Adrien commented. Dipper had to admit that Adrien had more of his aunt than his own father.

What else could Bill be doing in the woods other than torturing the poor forest creatures? “I think it will be better if I go looking for it.”

“Do you want us to join you, Uncle Dipper?” Isabella asked excitedly, even had already got off the swings.

“I would rather not,” Dipper kindly said, he knew how disastrous the young monsters used to be in the woods, “If any of you see Bill tell him I've been looking for him.”

“Understood and scored.” Carlos said his uncle.

One of the advantages of being the most important person in Oregon, and having been shot in the woods during the hunting season, was that most of the creatures that lived in the woods usually stayed by his side. Now there were none of them that seemed to be in plain sight. It wasn't hunting season around the forest so that no creature would decide not to appear before him.

Dipper began to scratch his arm when he felt a slight itch.

“Ouch!” Someone had pulled his antlers, turning around realized that it was one of the pixies – At least he had found someone, “Hey – Ouch! What the hell is wrong with you?”

The pixies had begun to try to pull him off his antlers, causing him to step back to avoid them.

“Is it by the time I steal pixie dust? I thought we talked about this already.” Almost two years had passed, why are the semi-immortal creatures the most spiteful?

Dipper began to move away from the pixies, perhaps he had broken into some matter of the little flying creatures, however when he moved away another hive began to annoy him. Trying to get away from the pixies, more of them were on his way.

“If it is for something that Bill did – ” Dipper tried to reason with them.

Dipper finally ended up almost crashing into a tree, stopping just in time and turning around to see the pixies and try to talk to them again. The flying creatures seemed to go straight to him but before they even approached him these dispersed in several directions until Dipper was alone again.

His heart was too agitated to flee from the pixies. Rubbing his head Dipper saw a few hair fall. “It seems that they apply eye for an eye. But if this really was Bill's idea – ”

Dipper stopped at see that he was in a clearing, the trees surrounded the small green field with hundreds of colorful flowers around a small pond that was the flowing water he had heard, surely was connected to the waterfall near the cave. Dipper came to refresh himself, taking some water in his hands. Dipper dropped it on his face, the heat of Summer and the flight had made him sweat. “It's a nice place.” Dipper said loudly, turning again to see the forest clearing.

“Right, don't you think so?”

Dipper opened his eyes and looked up at the trees, with the most ambitious smile and dress in all his dark elegance, Bill Cipher, the demon he had been searching for all day, was there.

“Pine Tree – !”

“Don't you Pine Tree to me.” Dipper approached the tree, his visibly annoying face, “What happened with you? You weren't when I woke up, I thought your meeting with the Council would last only one night – ”

“Aw, did you miss me?” Bill's amber eyes shone like gold.

“N-no! Don't try to change the topic of discussion, Bill Cipher!” That's right, he had called him by his full name, in a state of complete anger.

“Little Tree, don't be so upset, that pretty face of yours will fill with wrinkles – ”

“At least you could have told me something.” Dipper folded his arms, “Wait – ” How did Bill find him? “How – ? You were always by my side all this time, weren't you?” Damn it! He must have looked like a fool all day.

“Do you think I'd stop caring for you sometime?” Bill put a hand to his chest, offended.

“Rather said stalking me.” Dipper narrowed his eyes, the moment Bill got down from that tree –

“You're my favorite monster, the one I love most in this world, I'd obviously never stop keeping an eye on you, literally.” Bill even made the mere movement of almost pulling his eye out with his gloved fingers.

“Bill, please, I know you're capable of that and more.” It wouldn't be the first time Bill tried to explain his humor with his own body... It wasn't something he would want to see again, at least not when he was angry and the demon would only make him worry. “Better go down once of that tree than I need you to tell me – ”

Bill rolled his eyes, smiling tenderly at Pine Tree's annoying face, he truly loved every expression of Pine Tree, every inch of the cervitaur was his and every inch of him was Dipper's, and that would be enough for him.

The cervitaur stepped back as Bill jumped from the tree.

“Do you want an explanation?” Bill asked, quite amused at Dipper's inquisitive look, “Fine, then listen to me. We have been dating for almost two years – ”

“Year and a half.”

“I've known you since you and your sister moved here years ago – ”

“Which I swear is not creepy at all.” Dipper said with some sarcasm, trying not to laugh, for a long time knew that Bill had laid eyes on him for some time.

“And both we have become accustomed to the presence of the other – ”

“I can't say it was easy, but was fun. In a strange way.”

“So as time passed, I decided that I didn't want this to end,” Bill pulled out a small box of black velvet, leaning in front of the monster, “And I hope you don't want this to end either.”

Dipper's eyes widened in astonishment as the little box was presented to him, not yet open but Dipper was already shaking, “Bill... Don't tell me that you... Do you even - ?”

“Possibly I was very hurried to do this, but after thinking so much I didn't want to reverse what I had planned to do.”

Bill opened the box, revealing its contents. A silver ring lay within it, with a blue triangle-shaped gem glittering like stars at the touch of natural light that illuminated the clearing, Dipper feared that simply touching it with his mundane hands the gem would break.

“So following the natural courtship, the last step is this,” Bill spread to him the velvet box with the engagement ring inside,r, “Dipper Pines, do you want to spend the rest of our lives as one?”

Dipper didn't know whether to laugh or cry, maybe he would do both, but now he had to do something, and that was clear. “Yes. I do. Of course I do. With a condition.” Dipper said, sitting on the floor to be at Bill' height, the demon rolled his eyes at Dipper's aggregation, “You won't disappear again this way without first telling me, Bill Cipher, I was like a madman in the town.”

“I wouldn't have to do it anymore.” Bill winked at him.

Carefully removing the engagement ring and taking Dipper's right hand Bill slipped the ring on the young monster's ring finger. When the ring was finally at the end of the finger the blue gem shone with more intensity, as if it really was a star... Maybe it was a star Bill had captured, his dumb boyfriend loved giving him the most luxurious gifts.

“You know something,” Dipper spoke standing up being helped by Bill, “I always believed that if you would propose marriage, this gem would be a deer tooth.”

“That will be for our wedding rings if you prefer – ”

“No, forget it, I never said anything.”

“I'll forget that part, but not the fact that you thought I'd propose to you someday.”

Dipper frowned, “I believed.”

“It's the same.” Bill smiled sincerely. “Do you know what is best?” Bill floated beside him to return to Gravity Falls, Dipper arched a curious eyebrow, “I will tell everyone in your family.”

#BillDipWeek2017 #BillDip Week #BillDip #Day Six #Monster Falls #AU #Gravity Falls #Bill Cipher #Dipper Pines #I'm not very good at writing romance #what is even romance #I hope the proposal is quite original #also i hope you love this #Iris Stuff

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somer-joure · 7 years ago

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Item #4073 I appreciate about Gravity Falls: No Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button

I love time travel stories. I’ll also admit that time travel stories are...touchy. Just like with fantasy and sci-fi in general, there's so much a writer can do with time travel that it’s difficult to do it well. There's a reason why Doctor Who, for example, has spent over fifty years ranging from the best thing on television to, "sweet moses, get me the brain bleach," depending on which episode or season you happen to catch. The trouble with time travel is that it’s too easy to use the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset button. It’s tempting to write yourself and your characters into a corner and then just erase the corner—to make time travel synonymous with magic, go back in time, and simply undo all the difficulties faced by the characters, or else send them to a parallel dimension where none of the awfulness ever happened. It's like writing the last page of a novel and revealing that the whole story was a dream. It’s lazy. That's not to say the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button can't be done well; I think it can, in the right hands and under some specific circumstances. But, off the top of my head, I can't think of an occasion where it was. When Gravity Falls launched into the Weirdmageddon three-parter I'll admit that I was a little nervous someone was going to hit the Time Travel Reset Button. After all, it's a fictional universe in which time travel canonically exists. Blendin had just shown up in the final minutes of D&MvTF. "Dipper and Mabel will team up with Blendin and go back in time and so something so Weirdmageddon never happens," was a popular fan theory at the time, I think. And, well, I'd just come off of watching Mystery Incorporated, and the way that show got its characters out of its apocalyptic scenario caused by an ancient eldritch abomination was by way of multiversal time travel shenanigans, and I didn't want to see Gravity Falls take the same way out. Because my main beef with the Time Travel Reset Button: if you can change the past however and whenever you feel like it, free will and consequence lose their weight. Up until Weirdmageddon, Gravity Falls had this interesting interplay between choice and circumstances going on with all of its characters. Circumstances mattered. They influenced a character's mindset and their ability to act, but the choice a character actually made, good or bad, also mattered. Take Mabel's choice at the end of NWHS. It's true that Stan just happened to reactivate the portal and just happened to be begging Mabel to keep it on at the moment Ford just happened to be back in Bill's dimension, the place the portal leads to, for the first time in thirty years. Had Stan fixed the portal any sooner or any later, he would have never brought Ford home. There's a lot of chance, if chance you call it, going on there. That said, Mabel's choice to trust Stan and allow the portal to fully activate remains one of if not the most important, far reaching decisions of the series and the pivot point on which the entire story turns. If she decides to press that button and shut the portal down, everyone loses. She and Dipper lose Stan, because with nothing to back Stan's claim that he wasn't trying to destroy the universe, they can't trust him. Ford never comes home. Maybe he shoots Bill down, and maybe he doesn't; either way, he's stuck in the multiverse for the rest of his life, however long or (more likely) short that is. And Stan—Stan loses everything. But Mabel doesn't press that button. There is meaning in her choice. In Gravity Falls, circumstances that change stay changed, and decisions have real, permanent consequences. The interplay between the two is one you don't often see in television. Part of that probably has to do with the nature of tv. The typical goal of most tv shows is to explore character and character dynamics via as many situations as the writers can come up with and to continue unto perpetuity rather than telling a story. The last thing most tv shows seem to want is permanent change and far reaching decisions. And because it's something that is so rare, I didn't want to see Gravity Falls lose it. If the Gravity Falls writers had taken the Time Travel Reset Button way out of Weirdmageddon, it might have. In resetting the Gravity Falls universe so that Weirdmageddon never happens you fix the Bill problem, but you lose everything that came with that part of the story, too. (And that's assuming you can change time at all, given how hard it was for Dipper and Mabel to do in The Time Travelers Pig.) Let’s say you reset it so that the portal doesn’t open at the end of NWHS. At the end of NWHS, Mabel isn’t quite the girl who’s going to break out of her dream world to face a horrible reality, Dipper isn’t the kid who’s going to give Gideon an impassioned speech about love and selflessness, Ford (who would be gone, but still) doesn’t have the humility to pass the heroic mantle onto someone else, let alone trust Stan with it, and Stan isn’t the man who’s going to submit and sacrifice himself the way he does at the end of TBTF. These are dynamic characters, and at the end of NWHS, they’re just not quite there yet. Using time travel to take the story back to that point, prevent the portal from opening, and ensure the rift never forms stops Bill, but it also leaves the story in an awkward place and all the characters underdone. It gets even more awkward the further back you go. If they use time travel to prevent Stan from pushing Ford through the portal, or to prevent Ford from ever trusting Bill, or even further back to the science fair to stop the Stan Twins falling out and the cascade of bad circumstances and worse life choices made thereafter, where does that leave Stan and Ford? On the Stan O’ War, or did they just fall out less disastrously and a little later? And where does that leave Dipper and Mabel? They would probably be around, but they wouldn’t be the Dipper and Mabel we, the audience, know. That Dipper and Mabel wouldn’t exist. It’s interesting that the two time travel episodes of this show deal with characters trying to change the past—Dipper fixing things so he doesn’t give Wendy a black eye in The Time Traveler’s Pig and, more selflessly, Dipper and Mabel wanting to give Soos a chance to meet his dad in Blendin’s Game—and both end with the conclusion that it’s best to accept what’s happened and live with it, whether that means giving your crush a black eye so your sister can have her pig or realizing that family means the people who love and make sacrifices for you, not the biological deadbeat who hasn’t had time for you since you were five. They offer time travel as a fix-it and then explain why it can’t be so. Moving back to Weirdmageddon, the story gently flirts with time travel as a solution and then immediately shoots it down. Blendin shows up at the very end of D&MvTF, reappears with Time Baby and the time police in force at the Fearamid and then—poof. Bill blows everyone up and Blendin gets the heck outta dodge. Time travel as a solution is dead. Which means the characters have to continue to make hard choices, and that those choices continue to matter. It means all the awful stuff still happens. Bill still tricks Mabel, Dipper still has to spend three days wandering the apocalypse on his own, Ford still has to erase his own brother’s memory, and Stan still has to basically die—but all the good stuff happens, too. Soos still gets to be the handyman of the apocalypse AND Mr. Mystery. Wendy gets to save her family (and kick all kinds of ass in the process). Gideon gets the chance to change. McGucket gets his due. Everyone in the Pines family suffers, but they come out stronger, and their happy endings are made even sweeter by the contrast. All this to say that I’m still happy that the Gravity Falls writers didn’t go with the Big Friendly Time Travel Reset Button.

#gravity falls #meta #time travel #still here and not over this show #pines family #I feel like this is one case where it could have been different #but it couldn't have been better #definitely applies #also #I know Time Baby comes back eventually #but #based on no evidence WHATSOEVER #I remain skeptical of Blendin's claim tha t the time police just sent their holograms to the Fearamid

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priincesspacificaarchive · 8 years ago

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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.

#tiitaniumxwill #[you have one new message][asks]#[the princess has answered][answered asks]#[aoulmate au]#[a princess and her dork][dipifica]#[idk have a thing]

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ppandfm · 8 years ago

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Parties, Formal Meetings & Pinetrees Chapter: 3

Description: Dipper texts his new boytoy and Everyone is Gay.

After school that day, Dipper grabbed some chips and went up to his room. Instead of doing his homework like he’d usually do, he flopped onto his bed and pulled out his phone. The note from Bill fell out of his pocket as he did. He looked at it and thought about the strange Misery. He was so weird, but in a charming way.

Fuck it, he thought as he typed the number into his phone and sent out a quick text.

Dipper: Hey it’s Dipper from last night. You gave me your number and I’d like to know why.

Bill was hanging out with his friends when his phone buzzed. He glanced at it for a second, then did a double take and almost screamed.

Bill: oh-

Hey-

Dipper: Are you okay? If you’re busy right now, we could talk later.

Bill: No I’m okay. I’m not busy~

Dipper: Oh, okay. Well, may I get an answer to my question?

Bill: WELL~

Maybe.

Dipper tilted his head as he squinted at the messages he just received. What did he mean by maybe? Can’t he just answer his question? Dipper typed again quickly this time as he bit his lip. He wanted an answer.

Dipper: Just tell me why you want to talk to Mr.

Dipper paused, almost smacking his forehead in frustration. He had typed way too quick for his own good.

Dipper: *me

Sorry.

Bill chuckled at this kid’s apparent need to correct his own typos. Pyronica glanced over at him.

Bill: Maybe it was because I was curious~

Hah don’t type too fast~

“Yo Bro Bro!” Mabel opened the door wide with a grin on her face as she walked in her brother’s room in which Dipper nearly dropped his phone in result. “J-Jeez Mabel knock next time-” Dipper stuttered as he quickly put his phone away and turned to his happy sister.

“What are you doing?” Mabel raised an eyebrow looking curiously at her brother. She did notice that he had quickly turned off the screen of his phone and turned it over in his lap. She shrugged though dismissing it. “Nevermind you don’t have to tell me-”

She grinned as she placed her hand on her brother’s shoulder before talking as if it were either A: the end of the world or B: preaching and he knew how she gets on her preaching moments. “Dipper Pines I have something very important to tell you like so important it would put those conspiracies or whatever you listen to in its place. And I mean it is VERY. Important bro bro. I mean it.”

Mabel made sure to make eye contact with the nervous dip. He didn’t want his phone to vibrate and have to deal with Mabel questioning who he’s texting. Let alone find out that he was talking to a misery. “What do you want Mabel?” Dipper looked up at her biting his bottom lip a little as he removed his hand off his phone making sure the other doesn’t see how suspiciously sneaky he’s being at the moment.

“Well~! Remember Pacifica Northwest. You know the girl who picked on me at one point when we were twelve. Yeah you remember! Because we were at a formal meeting with Dad at her house.” Mabel patted Dipper's’ shoulder as she talked. Hoping to give Dipper a clear view of who she was talking about. The name however was all he needed to get an image of the blonde in his head.

He had a clear enough image in his head, remembering how she hurt Mabel’s feelings that one time because she said one of her dresses was too silly and had too much color. He didn’t like Pacifica’s ego and her in general from there. Though he didn’t get himself to hate her. But anyone who messes with his sister isn’t a good person in his book. Then he remember now, that she was less mean to his sister. Occasionally talking every now and then. He pressed on the subject though, intending not to overthink everything at this moment.

He also needed to get back with talking to the strange misery, and his homework. “Yeah, what about her? Is she bothering you again?” Dipper pressed a little on the last part. His protective brotherly instincts kicking in right then and there. Mabel seemed to laugh a little at that though which caught him off guard. No he wasn’t surprised, he wasn’t shocked but he was happy to know she was being treated nice.

“No! No no no Dipper!” She laughed. “Well--” Mabel bit into the inside of her cheek. “First I want you to make a brotherly promise!”

“Mabel wh-”

“No no!” She stopped him right then and there before he could speak.

“Don’t ask. No questions. Just promise me you won’t flip out, or lecture me or get mad okay?” Dipper sighed and leaned back a little in his chair before putting his right hand on his chest. “I promise with my awesome-- brotherly power that I won’t get mad-- I won’t lecture you or flip out about what you have to tell me.” Dipper flushed a little as he finished greeted by the dorky smile of his sister.

“Good! Okay so- Uhm”

She stepped back as she spoke and started playing with the sides of her sweater a little as she looked to her feet. Dipper raised an eyebrow expectantly.

“Uhm--” She looked up, closed her eyes and spoke quickly.

“So I may or may not be getting a GIANT SUPER MEGA CRUSH ON PACIFICA--”

“WH-” Dipper about jumped out of his seat when he heard this. Mabel however, blushed even more and placed her hand over Dipper’s mouth quickly.

“Dipper no-” She quickly drew her hand away making a sound of disgust because Dipper had licked the palm of Mabels hand. “Mabel-- Really Pacifica???? I can’t believe you!”

“Dipper just hush for a moment and listen!”

“Mabel you know how she treated you back then, what if she starts again?” Dipper spoke with some concern in his voice. He was beginning to overthink it and he didn’t know if he could trust Pacifica or not and with that Mabel had enough.

“Dipper!!! You brotherly promised!!!” Mabel poked the brunette’s chest. “Look I get it, you don’t like her because of how mean she was to the both of us back when we were twelve! I get it! I just-- can’t help it okay! I know you care about me and about how people treat me. But I can take care of myself. I just wanted to tell you because right now I don’t know who to tell about it. Since our parents would absolutely FLIP if they found out. You and I both know this!” Mabel glared at her brother a little but seemed a little hurt from his precious protest.

Mabel looked down to the floor again biting her lip a little as she looked back up at dipper brushing some of her hair from her face. Dipper hugged her though really tight. He felt guilty though. Really guilty. He knows they’ll have to talk more about this later- but for now he understood what was going on with Mabel currently.

“Mabel- I’m sorry. For not listening. I should have given you a moment to explain. Thank you for telling me this-- I’ll help in any way I can. Okay?” Mabel moved back and lightly punched dipper’s shoulder. “Yeah, dumb dumb- thank you-- you’re the best.” Dipper soon sat back down and grabs his phone from his pocket and began to text the misery back hoping he didn’t leave.

Dipper: Sorry, my sister was in the room.

Dipper took notice of the first text though. Curious? Of him? This Misery was strange.

Dipper: I thought you said I was like any other Richie.

Bill had been nervous that Dipper didn’t want to text him anymore for a few minutes. When his phone chimed, he didn’t notice his friend’s conversation die down as he texted Dipper back.

Bill: You are~ I’m just curious, Richie’

You taking pride into it~?

Dipper blushed when he saw the message. No he wasn’t taking pride into it. He quickly typed back as he bit the inside of his cheek.

Dipper: Ugh, you’re impossible.

Bill: That’s one way to describe me~ Why thank you~

I’m flattered.

Dipper rolled his eyes. This Misery was so full of himself.

Dipper: Miseries are so weird.

Bill grinned at his phone, unaware of the people looking over his shoulder to find out what was going on.

Bill: Richies are the strangest.

Dipper decided that he was done. He needed an answer anyways and he was intending to get it now, no funny business.

Dipper: Why’d you climb in my window anyways? My parents left their window open too and they’re out of town right now, so you wouldn’t have gotten caught.

Dip brought his phone over to his desk and started on his homework. It couldn’t wait forever and he had a GPA to maintain.

Meanwhile, Bill was still oblivious to the people trying to figure out who Dipper was.

Bill: Hah~ Well I was just trying to get away from the feds. Y’know, they crash parties

Your open window just so happened to be the first thing I saw~

Dipper: Yeah, that was my fault.

Bill was surprised to read that. He wanted to be pissed off, but just couldn’t find it in himself to hate Dipper for some reason. 8-Ball went to make popcorn for everyone.

Bill: Really???

Dipper set his pencil down once again having accomplished a few problems before picking up his phone and reading the text. He wanted to take pride into it. Since he technically spared another poor neighbor’s nice house down the road of being trashed. But he felt guilty for it. He couldn’t understand why.

Dipper: I’m nit sorry.

He cursed again at his misspelling. He really needed to work on slowing his typing down. He was way too used to texting.

Dipper: *Not

Dipper: Shit sorry.

Bill: Ughhhh that took SO much planning.

But it made it fun~

You’d be surprised what drunks do when the feds crash in.

Fuckin’ dumbasses-

Dipper couldn’t help but laugh a little at that statement. He wasn’t really wrong though, people do the weirdest things while intoxicated.

Dipper: You’re really weird, you know.

Bill: I’m weird and I’m proud~

But enough about me. I’ve answered two questions. So. You have to pay your debt~ You’re not the only one with questions hah.

Dipper squinted as he read the response before rolling his eyes and typing his answer.

Dipper: Fine, ask your questions.

Bill had got up after sending his last text to use the bathroom. Teeth picked up his phone and sent the next few texts.

Bill: Is that really your name~?

I’m not meaning to be rude. That’s a really unique name.

Being named after the Ursa Major. The constellation.

Flushed a bit more; Dip took a deep breath and leaned back holding his phone as he read the texts. He was confused. The Misery was now flirting? Well giving flattery. He couldn’t deny that he was flattered by the comment and filled with pride but he still didn’t understand the Misery. They were all like this, weren’t they? That’s what he was told anyways. He puffed his cheeks thinking for a moment before finally answering.

Dipper: What, Dipper? No, it’s not the name on my birth certificate.

I- don’t like telling people that.

Teeth was about to answer when the phone was yanked out of his grasp by its owner. Bill pushed him out of the chair and texted Dipper back. 8-Ball returned and handed the first bowl to Pyronica. The second was given to Teeth after 8-Ball found out what he did.

Bill: I get it. You don’t have to if you don’t wanna.

Dipper quickly typed his response after finding a stopping point in his homework.

Dipper: Uh- Thanks for-- understanding.

Ask a different question?

Bill: Why did YOU text? Being a Richie and all. A Richie usually wouldn’t willingly answer~ let alone discard a number from one of us.

Dipper: I don’t really know. I guess I was just bored and didn’t want to do homework.

Bill: Huh a Richie refusing school work. That’s a first~

Dipper: Not really. My sister always tries to dodge her homework, but I usually take away her glitter until it’s done.

Bill: Oh~!

So she’s an arts-n-crafts type?

Dipper: Actually, I’m pretty sure she just eats it. Neither of us know why she eats it.

“Who ya texting, big man?” Keyhole asked hesitantly. Bill turned and was startled to find all of his friends right there. He looked back at his phone to see Dipper’s reply before he spoke to his friends, “A Richie kid I met the other night.”

“Oh, so he did text you. What a weird kid,” Pyronica said, going back to ordering a shit ton of fireworks. 8-Ball came back again with a few more bowls of popcorn. Hectorgon quickly caught him up, snagging a bowl for himself.

Bill: That last bit isn’t really that strange.

Dipper: Really?

“Hey, does anyone know if Jamie is still eating chalk?” he asked no one in particular. One of the eyeballs launched into a story about how the guy got his stupid ass arrested by stealing from Richies, which made the other Eyeballs laugh. Bill chuckled at the story, “Sounds like Jamie.”

Bill: A fellow down the road steals chalk. He snorts it and eats it.

He had no medical issues.

None.

Dipper: Are you sure it isn’t cocaine?

Bill: He got arrested twice for being caught at the mall with 16 bags of stolen chalk.

He loads the stuff and stores it. Trust me it’s not cocaine.

Dipper: Miseries are so weird.

Bill: Some of us are. Though some have reasons for what they do.

Dipper: What are yours?

Bill: That.

Will be shared another time.

Dipper: Oh, I get it

Bill: Nah, I’m just fucking with ya’~

Dipper: Ugh, miseries

Bill: I have my reasons.

I say live life to the fullest.

Dipper: I’m not even gonna ask.

Bill: Richies don’t get anything done for us anyways.

Dipper: Because being rich is hard and you Miseries just get in our way all the time.

Bill: So why bother? We don’t have jobs. And if we MANAGE jobs, we don’t get paid twenty bucks an hours. We’d be lucky to get a dime.

I know some of us aren’t right. But some of us

Well I guess you could say

Some of us try.

My group and I just so happen to be the former.

Dipper: So you aren’t a lone wolf

Bill: Nope~

Dipper: You kinda seemed like one.

Anyway, what do you even do?

Bill: I don’t have a job. Yeesh.

Well, kinda

Really all I do is plan the best parties in town.

I try giving Miseries a good time.

Dipper: Really? That’s it?

Bill: But what’s better than annoying Richies~? It worked on you~

What, did you think I was a cocaine dealer?

Dipper: I actually kinda thought you were a productive part of society.

Bill: One of my buddies does bring the stuff. He has his own source.

Hah.

How can we be a productive part of society when you Richies don’t have your act together?

Dipper: We have our shit together just fine, thank you very much

Bill: Kid you’re a riot

What do YOU know about Richies?

Educate me~

Dipper: The only problem with us is that Love God guy

And I’m not a kid!!

Bill: Hah he’s actually not that bad.

We let him sing at our parties sometimes.

Dipper: He’s horrible. His music makes no sense to me. I wish he were a Dreamer

Bill: Dreamers are actually pretty chill.

They try supporting us, tho they have their moments.

Dipper: Wow, I think our social classes actually have something in common there. We have a pretty good relationship with them too.

Bill: You should see what they bring to the big parties~

Dipper: They’re so strange

Ugh, I gotta go now. I’ll probably never talk to you again, so Ciao, Misery

Bill: Mmmm you’ll be back I bet.

Goodbye Richie’

Dipper put down his phone and looked up. Mabel was still sitting on his bed, scrolling through her phone. She seemed to be texting someone. Dipper smirked, sitting on the bed behind her. He read her texts to Pacifica over her shoulder.

“Oh my god, you’re so gay, Mabes,” he said suddenly. His sister jumped and nearly hit him with her phone. He laughed anyways. Mabel glared at him, “What’s it to you, Mr. I’m-Bisexual-And-Everyone-Knows-It-But-Me?”

Dipper blushed and shoved her away. She started laughing, which made him laugh, which just ended in the twins laughing together on Dipper’s bed. Someone knocked at the door. The twins sat up and tried to stifle their giggles as Dipper called out, “Come in!”

#parties formal meetings and pinetrees #chapter 3 #billdip

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Into the Unknown Part 1 Chapter 5

Into the Unknown

Fandom: Undertale, Coraline (book), Over the Garden Wall, Paranorman, Gravity Falls (season 2)

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Chapter 5

The elevator up to New Home was fast, but it still felt like it was taking too long. Coraline was glad that she was the only one in there and with no cameras, either hidden or visible. She fixed herself from the fight with Mettaton, adjusting her clothes again (he had insisted she take off her raincoat, as it wasn’t fashionable for a fight), check and see if she had gained any bruises or cuts during the fight, and thought about what Alphys had told her.

She tried not to think about what Alphys told her.

The elevator slowed and the doors opened. Coraline stepped out of the elevator in a daze.

New Home looked like the Ruins. Not just in terms of general design, but to the cracks in the brick and the uneven levels of tile. The only difference Coraline could truly spot were the houses, and only that there were more of them.

Or, perhaps, the spider houses were too small from her to see from her vantage point in the Ruins. She missed the spiders in the Ruins. The spiders in Hotland were mean and charged too much. Her adventures in the Ruins felt so far away, like the memories of her playing before she moved. The Ruins were the start of a grand adventure. New Home felt like the end of a long battle.

Froggit blocks the way.

“I didn’t think there were any more Froggits in the Underground,” said Coraline. She remembered meeting the Final Froggit in the CORE.

The Froggit stared at her. It let out a low croak, and spoke.

“A long time ago, a human fell into the Ruins. Injured by its fall, the human called out for help…

Asriel, the king’s son, heard the human’s cries. He brought the human back to the castle.

Overtime, the human child and Asriel became like siblings. The King and Queen treated the human child like their own. The Underground was full of hope.

Then…one day…the human became very ill.

The sick human had only one request. To see the flowers from their village. But there was nothing we could do.

The next day.

…

The human died.

Asriel, whacked with grief, absorbed the human’s soul. He transformed into a being with incredible power.

With the human’s soul, Asriel crossed through the Barrier. He carried the human’s body into the sunset. Back to the village of the humans.

Asriel reached the center of the village. There, he found a bed of golden flowers. He carried the human onto it.

Suddenly, screams rang out. The villagers saw Asriel holding the human’s body. They thought that he had killed the child.

The humans attacked him with everything they had. He was struck with blow after blow. Asriel had the power to destroy them all.

But…Asriel did not fight back. Clutching the human, Asriel smiled, and walked away.

Wounded, Asriel stumbled home. He entered the castle and collapsed. His dust spread across the garden.

The kingdom fell into despair. The king and queen had lost two children in one night. The humans had once again taken everything from us.

The king decided it was time to end our suffering. Every human who falls down here must die. With enough Souls, we can shatter the Barrier forever.

It’s not long now.

King Asgore will let us go.

King Asgore will give us hope.

King Asgore will save us all.

You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?

You’re going to be free.

The walk from New Home to the castle was long, and once the other monsters left her, lonely. No one else stopped her as she reached the castle. She entered the Throne Room with hesitance, feeling like a lost little girl.

Coraline summoned all the bravery she had and looked up at the King.

The throne room was thick with garden. Golden flowers and leaves filled so much of the room that the throne looked like an afterthought. Perhaps it was, for Coraline would later see the one throne covered in sheet and tucked into the corner of the room.

Right now, her eyes were on its sole occupant.

“Dum dee dum…oh? Is someone there? Just a moment. I have almost finished watering these flowers…here we are!”

The King of All Monsters turned to Coraline.

He looked like Toriel. Not exactly like Toriel, of course. His horns were much larger, and perhaps they should have been menacing. A mane of golden hair sprung from his head and decorated his chin. Even the purple gown he wore was similar.

“Now, how can I—”

King Asgore stopped as he saw Coraline. He flinched, ever so slightly, as if Coraline had struck him. He turned away from her, eyes looking down on the flowers.

“I so badly want to say, ‘Would you like a cup of tea?’” said King Asgore. “But…you know how it is. You know what we must do.”

“You’ve done well, child,” said one of the lost souls. “But she won’t play fair with you. Flee, while your soul is still yours.”

“She grows desperate,” said another. “She did not prepare for you, the way she did for us. She will treat you like any other child that comes into her possession. She will think she can still trick you. You must not let her.”

The Other World was becoming a formless mass, the same way the space beyond New Home had been. The only thing that was left was the house, and somewhere beyond that, the way to the Underground.

This was it, Frisk knew. The moment of truth. The unravelling time.

*File Saved.

The Other Toriel sat in her chair, and stared at Frisk with black button eyes. She did not look much like Toriel anymore, they realized. Toriel was tall, and her horns and teeth were sharp, and she was a ghostly pale. But Toriel always had a way of making herself as non-threatening as possible. Now, it was like the Other Toriel was not even trying. There was no point for her to keep up the illusion, maybe.

“You’ve come back,” said the Other Toriel. “Did you find what you were looking for?”

Frisk reached into their pocket and pulled out the lost souls. The Other Toriel reached for it, with fingers that were more like knives than Toriel’s claws, but Frisk pulled back.

Exit first, they signed.

The Other Toriel was silent for a minute. Her face was unreadable, but Frisk could tell she was not happy.

“Very well,” said the Other Toriel. “Follow me.”

She stood from the chair, and Frisk followed them down the stairs.

They should have expected it to be in the hidden corridor, they realized. Even if the rest of the Underground had been moved in this world, it was where they were always meant to go when they asked.

It was too easy, Frisk realized.

“You won’t find what you’re looking for out there,” said the Other Toriel, in a tone that made it sound like she knew what she was talking about. “I’ve seen your family. The real one. You’re so lucky I made this world after those monsters you care so much about. Your family does not love you. Not like me.”

She did love them, Frisk realized, in the same way Frisk loved real butterscotch cinnamon pie.

T-O-R-I-E-L, they signed, and this time they made sure to sign the E right.

“After all the trouble you cause them?” The Other Toriel asked.

Fix, they sighed.

“You won’t break them out of the Underground. You couldn’t even save yourself,” said the Other Toriel. “And what do you expect to find when you do go back? Need I remind you why you climbed that mountain in the first place?”

They approached the door.

“But if you don’t believe me, go ahead,” said the Other Toriel, and she opened the door.

The other side was dark, darker, darker still. They knew nothing was going to be on the other side, anyway. They let themselves Check, and found three souls and something else waiting for them in the darkness.

“Well?” The Other Toriel asked.

Frisk took a deep breath, summoned all of their Determination, and threw themself at the Beldam.

It barely constituted a Fight. The Other Toriel was big, but she was not heavy, and she toppled over easily. In the darkness, three souls reached out for the Beldam and pulled her in closer. Frisk pulled themself off the ground and slammed the door shut.

The door shook and shuttered as the Beldam banged on it from behind. They forced themselves on it. The Beldam shirked behind them. More hands joined theirs. WD Gaster leaned against the door.

“ 'HM��F�|҃�w6 !“ He said.

Frisk could imagine what that meant. They ran, and scrambled up the stairs to the house.

The house was still there. The way back home had to be as well. They threw open every door, checked every closet, and found themselves tumbling into the room under renovations.

They were forced to duck as they entered. The door was a lot bigger than the tunnel it led in to. They did not take long to observe their surroundings, for the screams of the Beldam were getting closer. They crawled.

When the tunnel ended, Frisk found themselves tumbling into a house.

As soon as they caught themselves, they moved an armchair in front of the door, lest the Beldam found a way to escape. There was a lock on the door, and the scavenged the house for the pairing key. It was only when they found it, and the door was locked, that they allowed themselves to breathe.

They were in a house. It was not Toriel’s house, or even a house they recognized. It was a very old house—it had an attic under the roof and a cellar under the ground and an overgrown garden with huge old trees in it. It was not really one house, it was much too big for that. It was called the Pink Palace.

They found other people. Two women lived in the flat below, and invited Frisk over for tea. The thought of tea made their stomach churn. One man lived in the flat above, and talked to them for a bit about the mice he was training.

Yet they could not find the people who lived in the flat they found. Eventually, the sun set, and their exhaustion caught up to them. They had to find a place to stay for the night. If nobody was in the flat, then maybe they wouldn’t mind if they stayed the night.

The flat was lived in at one point. Only half the house had been decorated with photos and knick knacks. The other half lay in cardboard boxes that had yet to be unpacked. A thin layer of dust covered everything. Most of the food had gone bad, but Frisk found some crackers that sated their hunger for now.

There was a doll in one of the bedrooms that looked a lot like one of the girls in the photo. It stared back at them with black button eyes. Frisk decided to avoid that room, and instead settled on the armchair.

They had not slept for very long, when they were awakened by a black cat.

It was larger than most house cats, but not by much. Its fur was dirty and matted, its ears were chipped, and its whiskers stuck out and bent at odd angles. It stared back at them with dazzlingly blue eyes, too focused for any wild animal.

Frisk decided to wave.

“Good morning,” said the Cat. “You are not Coraline.”

Frisk tilted their head in confusion. They tried to sign, but the Cat’s expression did not change. Instead, they got up and looked around the house for a notepad and a pen.

Do you live here? They wrote. Their handwriting was messy and there would be words they could not spell, but it was an effective way of communicating for now.

“No,” said the Cat. “I take it you don’t, either.”

Sorry. Frisk wrote. Thought it would be okay if no one else was here.

“Yes, I wonder why no one is here,” said the Cat. “I’ve been here many times. There was a girl here. She was rude and obnoxious and stuck her nose into things she didn’t belong, but she was here. I can’t find her this time. Not here, not in the other world.”

The Cat leaned in close. “Instead, I find you. So where is Coraline?”

Frisk’s breath hitched. This must be Coraline’s house. They arrived here when they Reset. Coraline must have filled their place. Coraline must be in the Underground now. And without the ability to Save or Reset…

The Cat backed away from Frisk.

“I take it you know?” They asked.

Frisk nodded. They could still fix this, they decided. They had to go back to the Underground anyway. If they Reset now, maybe Coraline would come back.

I’ll find them, they wrote, and *Reset.

Author’s Note: End of Part 1! Since I missed the first week of posting, I’ll skip the week off. Part 2 will start next week, and we’ll go a little more into the woods.

#fic #Into the Unknown #Undertale #Coraline #Frisk #Coraline Jones #Asgore #the Other Mother #Gaster #the Cat #featured

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