Not much to say, besides I'm sorry I didn't post this yesterday. I had to finish some descriptive work.
Anyway JUST READ! :D
-Fly
Requested By ggabriellagarcia... (From Instagram)
Okay so I was thinking that before Dipper and Bill officially met in Gravity Falls, Dipper was getting bullied at the school sidewalk for his birthmark. Bill shows up and tells them to run off in a scary kind of way. Dipper is forever grateful and Bill tells him to be strong before walking off. Years Later, When they have already met in Gravity Falls, Bill decides to show Dipper his human form for the first time. Dipper instantly remembers it was Bill who scared the Bullies off. Bill doesn't remember until Dipper shows his birthmark. Cupping faces, cuddling and forehead kisses go from there!
P.S: Bill is in Human Form when he tells the bullies to run off.
My Response...
Oh man, sorry this is so late! I forgot to email myself this request so it's probably been waiting longer than usual ahhhhh... ANYWAY I really hope I pulled this off! :D Enjoy!~
Dipper Pines, eight years old, was always picked on.
Life was a constant hellish ride, a rollercoaster of emotion even before puberty hit. The harsh words, although weak and hollow, were like daggers t his young heart. He had something he couldn't change, and that wasn't his fault.
Of course, this didn't stop kids from teasing him, and occasionally pushing him around. Of course, Mabel stood up for him- But they soon found out that when a girl proves to be stronger than you, your bullying situation gets far worse.
They learned this the hard way, per the usual. They could never just sit and agree with the social rules, and their audacity to challenge what most feared to got them both either hurt or in deep trouble.
But today, Dipper had a plan. It was cruel one, sure, but it wasn't one to stop his problems- No, he wanted some revenge. Just a sweet taste of their own medicine, and they might even leave him alone for a while.
When Mabel announced with a dramatic groan that she was 'horribly ill', she gave him a wink and he couldn't help but wonder if there had ever been a greater sibling. He missed the bus purposefully, wanting to execute his plan before school even started.
Chad and Aiden, his two worst enemies and cruellest of classmates, always took the same path to school. He'd just sneak up behind them, slip some bugs into their backpacks and let them have their fun... While they still could.
But when he actually caught up with them, he just wasn't quiet enough. The two boys spun on their heels, facing him with matching menacing grins. "Well well well, stupid-face, wanted an early beating? Or did you just come to show off your lame-o bugs again?"
Dipper's heart beat fast in his chest, backing up slowly. "N-no, wait! Stop it, or I'll... I'll..."
"You'll what, huh? What're you gonna do? Without that sister of yours, you're a useless, weak, dumb BABY!" Chad spat, earning a high five from his friend.
...Now, I'm sure you're wondering how Dipper would get so worked up over a few childish words. Well, to be fair, his self-confidence was never all that strong and he WAS just a little kid. So with eyes full of tears, he gave up. He buried his head in his hands, not bothering to run. He'd just run the risk of getting lost, and that wouldn't be much better than getting beat up.
But then a miracle happened, something none of the three ever would've expected to happen in a million years. A fourth figure, much taller than the rest, cast his shadow onto the pavement.
"Why, what an adorable little display..." He cooed, shaking his head slowly. He bent down on one knee, ruffling the brunette's already messy hair. "D'aww, you're a cutie!" He shot strange looks at the others before rising to his feet. "Yep, this one's my favourite!~" He chirped, laughing to himself.
The other two children were frozen in shock, faces pale as they looked up at the man. "H-hell-llo s-sir..." They stammered in unison, seemingly afraid of getting in trouble. "H-hey Dipper, uh, let's go, um... Friend!"
The boy was no longer hiding tears, but instead an evil smile. With a dramatic sob, he threw his arms around the stranger's ankles and gave a whine that Mabel would be proud of. "THEY AREN'T MY FRIENDS! THEY TEASED ME!" He cried, relaxing slightly as two long arms scooped him up.
"Sorry, kids, but nobody hurts my favorite." The man snarled, eyes fiery with rage. He looked down at the child in his arms, gazing at the birthmark he spotted. "Now beat it, or I'll beat YOU."
And they did. With equally girly screams, the two bullies took off in the direction they'd come from. Dipper couldn't help but laugh, enjoying the view of their terrified fleeing. He had a feeling that he wouldn't be teased foe a long, LONG time. "Th-thanks, uh... Sir." He beamed, feeling his feet his the ground again. "Those guys are meanies."
The man had on a yellow vest, black sweat pants and a strangely fitting bowtie. It kind of tied his outfit together, literally and not. "Don't mention it!~" He sang, turning around and waltzing back around the corner. "Be strong, kiddo..." The tone was darker, an sparked curiosity in the kid's young mind.
"H-HEY, WAIT!" The boy tried to follow him, but by the time he got there the street as empty as ever.
-=[0]=-
"Hey, Bill?"
Dipper had fallen asleep in the forest, and was greeted by a world of grey. His demon companion had shown up in a heartbeat, eager to greet the teen. "Hey, Pine Tree! I don't have much of a concept of time, but I didn't think it was night already!" The pyramid was floating right in front of him, excited as usual for their nightly chat. "Eager? Or did you pass out again. I'm telling ya kid, you really need to get more sleep..."
"With you around, sleep isn't really much of a problem." The boy grumbled, though with a hint of a smile. Bill and him had met up countless times over the past couple of years, always in his dreams. Without fail, the demon tormented him for a month until they both started to warm up to each other. Now he was fifteen, an honour-roll student at Piedmont high school but still just as bad when it came to social interaction. "And no, I... Fell asleep- On my own accord. The woods back in Gravity Falls may have had a lot to decipher, but now it seems like the only cipher is the master of mystery himself."
The demon beamed from the praise. "Aw, you're too kind. Trust me kiddo, thing haven't been any more exciting over here since you and that sister of yours departed. Enjoy your peaceful little park while you can, because as soon as you turn eighteen I'm finding a way to get you back over here." He watched smugly as the teen's face went a shade darker, suddenly wishing he had a mouth to smile with. "Seriously though, how's civilization? Hanging in there?"
Dipper let out a long sigh as he settled down, quickly conjuring a sofa from the mindscape's air and flopping down onto it. "Meh, not much has changed since last sleep. Mabel broke up with Liam but I think we both knew that was bound to happen." He shook his head with a weary grin. "She never settles, but I don't think I can see her settling. Her heart's too big for one guy, so date-hopping might just be what keeps it beating." He looked up at the demon, frowning at what he saw.
Bill was zoning out again, eye glazed over in a blank stare. "Oh-Heh, sorry Pine Tree. Just thinking." He shrugged his lanky shoulders, shrinking down and sitting comfortably on the boy's head. "Ey, so we're friends, right?"
The teen nodded cautiously, afraid of what he was getting at and still trying not to shake the guy off his hat. "Yeah? Dude, you're like- You're the only friend I really have, besides Mabel and that student-teacher-intern guy. Heck, I don't even know his name..." He snapped back to attention as a finger poked him harshly on the nose.
"Hey, Pine Tree, wakie wakie. Not literally, but..." Bill proceeded to do what resembled a faceless face-palm before continuing. "AHEM, what I'm trying to say is... Well, would it be easier to talk to a human, or a..." He rolled his eye and gave a dramatic sigh. "...a floating corn-chip?"
The teen shook his head madly, sending the demon flying. "WHAT? No, Bill, I'm fine not having that many friends! Besides, you and Mabel are all I really need. Other than that I got my..." He pulled at his collar nervously, racking his brain. "Books, and... Er... Well, I'm fine, and that's what matters!"
The pyramid had already floated back, laughing to himself. Apparently being tossed halfway across the dreamscape didn't seem to affect him much. "No, you misunderstood me. I mean... What if I, the... The corn-chip, changed up my form! Just in the mindscape, obviously. No possession required- Besides, I wouldn't be able to leave this place anyway. Barrier, and all." The boy jumped up from the couch and walked over to him, eyes wide. He expected a positive response but what he didn't expect was the hug he received- Awkward and uncomfortable, arms still trying to angle around the triangular being but eventually settling nicely.
"You know what-" The boy released the demon, face red as cinnamon. "Yeah. Uh, I'll, um... We'll continue that when you do that." He watched with excited anticipation as the demon laughed, and with the snap of his stubby fingers the area was bathed in a bright blue light.
Dipper couldn't quite see through the gleam, shielding his eyes as he squinted into it. He was in the mindscape anyway, it wasn't like he'd damage his retinas. "Bill?" He called into the shine, breath catching as it faded into dreary grey. "Oh my god..."
Who stood before him looked like someone from a fairy tale, a tall, dapper man with a dangerous smile. His legs were like tiny trees, sturdy and long- Even for a tall guy, it was almost abnormal. He had eerily pale skin and fluffy blonde hair that stuck out in every direction, every angle. A golden eye patch covered his right eye, accompanied by a top hat that floated inches off his head and left his hair undisturbed.
He didn't have a chance to see much else, as his body was acting for him and wrapping his arms around the lanky figure. His muscles were tense, waiting for the gesture to be returned but for the longest time it never was. He let out an involuntary gasp as an arm wrapped around his back, and he realized he's been holding his breath. "Wow..." He breathed, nuzzling his head into the demon's chest. It was a pretty intimate thing to do, not to mention kinda girly- but Bill had no concept of love or gender so it went unnoticed by his adapting mind. Oh yeah, he could get used to this new Bill.
When he finally found the strength within him to pull back, he was greeted by a new sense of recognition. It was like déjà vu, hauntingly scary and yet comforting all the same. It wasn't bad, and he trusted his instincts to keep inspecting the figure. His eyes darted around the body, studying every little thing from the daffodil tux to the coal-black slacks.
And it hit him like a smack to the face, memories flaring up for the first time in many years. "Oh my god, you... You... It was you!" He laughed with a feeling of certain insanity, knowing it was impossible and yet he was Bill...
"Uh, care to elaborate?" The demon cocked his head in confusement, resting his head in a single velvet-gloved hand. "I've done a lot, from building my 3D image in deserts to creating gravity itself- I'd read your mind but right now you're thoughts are going CRAZY..."
Dipper pursed his lips and nodded shyly, taking a deep breath and pulling off his hat. "Just... Don't laugh, okay? P-promise? Ii don't know about demons but human opinions change over time and although so long ago you were all nice about this I'm sorry just please don't laugh okay and-" His rambling stopped short as he brushed his bangs to the side, revealing a (literal) constellation of birth marks.
Bill's jaw was open slightly, tongue running across the tips of his teeth. He appeared to be deep in thought, strangely calm for a demon. Memories flooded in from gates that had been closed only by time, and he wondered how he hadn't noticed it before- The teen bore a string resemblance to the child he'd protected so long ago, hair still brown like the earth and eyes still bright as suns. It'd only make sense for him to have the birth mark, too. To Bill, the constellation only added to the cryptic charm that the child wielded so easily. How was he not to like him?
And in the few moments he stared, he pondered even more, wishing and hoping and dreaming of all that this could mean and already meant. How long his visits could get, the consequences of a coma and how far he'd be willing to go to keep his sapling forever. He wanted to feel the stars against his skin, feel the burn of their blazing fire lick at his lips. He wanted the pain of the overwhelming warmth to turn his skin dry, crisp like pie crust as he blew away and back into his own mind.
He wanted to lose himself among the tranquillity of the stars, and the boy had just presented him with an opportunity to do just that. So with a confident, swift stride forward he pulled the teen back against him with one arm, lifting him onto the tips of his toes as his lips grazed over his forehead.
A shock, pleasantly afraid and almost electric, shot up Dipper's spine as this happened. He was already self-conscious because of the staring and now... Now Bill was being uncharacteristically kind and incredibly gentle. He wanted to fight, to ask questions and never let the demon finish answering but instead he allowed his mind to rest. Besides, as little contact as it was the touch was so soft and reassuring, promises of safety without any contract.
He found himself almost whining when the lips pulled away, and he gazed with half-lidded eyes back up at the man. He was greeted by a light smile, almost comedic as if the demon was starting to realize how abrupt that must've been. Of course, Bill disregarded ALL rules, from society's laws to the unspoken social cues but right now it seemed to strike him harder than ever.
Dipper wanted nothing more than to feel that sense of serenity again, and he was quite verbal about it too. He let out a breathy gasp as the demon's free hand flew to his face, cupping it as if his cheek was crafted from thin china. He almost moaned when the other arm adjusted itself, now supporting him more as if prepared for him to faint.
With all these thoughts, emotions and amazing feelings being tossed around, he felt as if he would. Then again, he was already asleep- But his eyelids still drooped, body still felt light as air. There was something in the back of his throat, an exhausted yawn he just couldn't keep down.
But when he exhaled, eyes squinted shut in preparation for the yawn, a name slipped out in it's place. "Bill..." It was a barely audible whisper, but apparently the demon could hear it because immediately after there was another kiss to his forehead and everything spun into a blurry mess of affection and confusion.
And for once, Bill didn't really care what happened or what the boy thought of him because right now he felt something he hadn't even experienced before. It was a brilliant feeling that sent shivers tumbling across his skin, neck prickling as if he wore a necklace of roses.
Speaking of roses, he couldn't help but admire the teen's face as he flushed a beautiful pink. It ran from his cheeks up to his nose, and down his neck to touch his shoulders. The change in colour triggered something in the demon that brought a glow to his own cheeks, a faded golden yellow- like fresh honey, just as sweet.
He didn't dare stop, pressing multiple pecks all across the boy's forehead until he'd traced the entire constellation. Then he felt Dipper's breathing, hot air against his neck and distanced himself slightly. The boy made no moves, smiling dreamily and wondering how he wasn't really freaked out by all this. The demon was silent, face blank but clearly beginning to realize what he'd just done.
Then the teen leaned back, merrily wrapping his arms around the other was he pulled him into another heart warming hug. Bill had no idea why this was so calm, and why it felt so perfectly right when he knew that this was beyond the average bro-hug or fist bump. He'd just kissed him, and he'd stood still- Not in fear, but in enjoyment. It brought such happiness to him that he hugged back, squeezing the bot against his chest.
Dipper let out a stifled laugh, face buried in the crook of the man's neck. "Wow, that escalated quickly." He murmured, releasing the embrace in an awkward stumble backwards. Bill's arms felt empty without something to hold, and so he wrapped them around himself.
"Yeah, uh, well... You liked it, right?" He asked hopefully, wanting confirmation that he hadn't been the only one getting warm feelings from it.
"Hell yeah." The boy's light smile broke into a toothy smirk, eyes now wide and bright as ever. "But, er, was that... Are we, like..." He scratched the back of his neck vigorously, as if trying to draw blood.
The demon wanted to pull him back, to confirm without words but felt as if it wouldn't quite be fair to keep up with the cryptic answers- Not after the experience his Pine Tree had granted him. "I have little concept of human romance, or any affection for that matter, but that was nice and I'd do it again in a heartbeat." When he got no response, he added- "As long as you don't mind dating a demon. Going to Hell won't be problem, of course, I'd make some arrangements, and..." His eye wandered from the boy to the sky, only to look back at the sound of a snicker. "What."
The teen's eyes were now sparkling with fresh tears, one of Bill's greater frustrations. He never knew if they were happy or sad, angry or just flat out tired. It seemed to be the former, as the kid was smiling like a madman and on the verge of bursting into laughter. Then again, could that laughter be teasing? Did he not like him as much as he thought?
"I couldn't have asked for a better demon to haunt my dreams." He admitted, and in one last move the teen floated off the mindscape ground and pressed his lips greedily to Bill's own. It was uncomfortable, full of uncertainty. They were both pretty unexperienced, but the mere thought that oh man, we're kissing and that's pretty fucking intimate kept them from cutting it short.
When they parted, their arms were tangled around each other in desperate attempts to keep Dipper from floating up any farther. They didn't feel the need to let go- Instead holding onto each other like lifelines, treasuring the moment while they lived it.
"And I couldn't have asked for a better human to take a liking to." The demon echoed, content with the peaceful gestures and wishing they could stay this way.
But Dipper had to wake up, leaving Bill to feel empty and excited as ever.
He'd be back, he just had to wait another twelve hours.
Oh man, guys, this was REALLY FUCKING FUN TO WRITE.
I live for fluffy prompts, but then again dark ones are pretty damn awesome too...
I guess I enjoy writing extremes. Like a switch-
SO FLUFFY YOU'LL DIE AND TURN INTO A STUFFED UNICORN
Or
SO DARK AND ANGSTY YOU'LL CRY FOR ALL ETERNITY AND DROWN IN A POOL OF YOUR OWN TEARS
Anywho, I hope you liked!~
-Fly :3
