Okay, wow. This was supposed to be at best a 1,000 word ficlet. A Drabble. But it turns out that when I take like a month to write something it turns into 7,510 words instead. It’s maybe a bit weird for some, but just read to the end, okay? Trust me.
Oh, and please feel free to comment. Authors live for comments.
Tag: gravity falls
Soft Lips, Soft Kiss
Written for my dear friend @jackedapple who’s going through some major problems right now. It’s not a very good or long story, but I tried. 😄
If there’s one thing Mabel Pines was absolutely sure if it was that she hated herself. She’s standing at his doorway watching him very carefully. He’s doing homework, from the look of the textbook he’s got his face buried in it’s AP English. Which according to him is the most boring of his AP classes. She wouldn’t know because she’s stuck in regular English. And that’s perfectly fine since she doesn’t have hours of homework to do.
His eyebrow is scrunched up and his eyes shift every now and then from the book to his paper. He darts his tongue out to run over his bottom lip and, yep, she definitely can’t breathe anymore.
‘I wonder if his mouth is soft.’
‘It definitely looks soft.’
‘That’s gross. Don’t sa-’
“Hey,” he’s not looking at the book anymore. No, instead he’s staring at her. Intently, “You need something? I’ve got a ton of work to do.”
“Yeah, I see that,” she lets out a dry chuckle, “Need any help?”
“No, I’m good. Thanks, though,” he smiles. God, why?
“All right then. Um…”
‘Um?’
“Yeah?” He’s no longer looking at her. His eyes are back to roaming over the book. She hates that. She wants his attention.
She wants a lot of things.
Like kissing him.
Him and his soft lips that for the past three weeks have been burned into her mind.
So, that’s probably why she grabs the bottom of his chin to bring his attention back to her. It’s obviously the reason why she pushed her mouth up to his. And of course he’s so caught off guard that his mouth was open and strangled wrong and she’s not sure, but she thinks she hit her lip to his teeth.
She peaks just to see if his eyes are open. They are. But she just shuts her own again and pushes farther because, God, is she enjoying this right now. He doesn’t stop her, but he doesn’t kiss back. She isn’t sure what to make of that.
It’s over soon. She pulls back with a smack and out of complete embarrassment, she doesn’t make eye contact.
“I’ll let you get back to it,” and she’s making her way back to her room before he can think of responding.
It’s that time again! A random art posting from this fic “Chasing Colors” … the afterglow of wild, or maybe just completely heavy smexy times. Also.. skittles are a bitch to get off the ol’ bare ass.
passed the fuckout.. which is what I feel like doin.
Haven’t looked at this ship in a while, but now I’m in the mood for a good ole fashioned pinecest “twins angst about their feelings until they realize they feel the same way about each other” type of fic. Any recommendations?
I’m a billion percent frustrated because my immediate thought was the one where they make out right after they escape a bat monster when Mabel grappling hooks its wing. It’s one of my favorite moments ever in pinecest partially because there was a lot of build up and it was amazing release. But I can’t remember the title or the author since its been forever since I read it. If someone knows what I’m talking about then I’d appreciate it.
I recommended this exact fic just a couple of weeks ago. The story is “Mystery Twins” by @coniferoussiblings.
It was the first Pinecest I’d ever read, and in hindsight I believe I lucked into the perfect fic to be my gateway drug to this ship. It remains one of my all-time favorites.
In lieu of the author’s master fic page (which cannot be navigated to if you’re using the mobile app), here are all the chapters of the story:
(Intro, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9)
Enjoy the ride, I know I did!
Mabel borrows Dippers laptop to play zoo tycoon but Dipper has some incesty stuff open (maybe he was about to delete his history and got interrupted? Maybe a diary of sorts?). Of course you would wanna avoid your sib at all cost in this situation but he has to cover her eyes if he has any chance of her not seeing it. Shaking and nervous, his clammy palm stays on her face and it doesn’t help that her hair smells so good.
This gives me some ideas for a story premise i have been working on.
Have an pinecest/incest sketch dump! And there’s more to come!
Pic 4: dipper using Mabels underwear.
If you can’t read pic 7then let me know
Prompt: Dipper asking his father for his daughters hand in marriage
You’re funny anon
“Heeeeey dad…” Dipper said awkwardly as he approached his father in the household office. “Whatcha up to?”
“Oh, hey son,” Mr. Pines said, looking away from his computer. “Just checking my calendar for the year.” He smiled with embarrassment and scratched his head. “I know nothing’s set in stone yet, but I just wanted to have an idea of what I might need to move around once things are figured out. Your sister sure surprised us with the announcement last night. I didn’t even know she was dating anybody, then she says she’s getting married the day you two get home from college?! Guess that’s Mabel for you!” Mr. Pines chuckled with a shake of his head.
“Yup, guess that’s Mabel,” Dipper agreed with sigh and a roll of his eyes. “She surprised me, too…”
“Really now?” his father asked, raising his eyebrows. “You two were living together, you must have met her boyfriend.”
“Well, er, yes, that’s-”
“And she didn’t mention he proposed?”
Dipper’s mouth clamped shut as sweat spread across his skin. He shifted his lips back and forth in an effort to break their seal. He had to say it now, he didn’t have a choice. It’d just be worse if he tried to put it off.
“ER! DAD!” he shouted, finally powering through his own reluctance.
“Oh! Um, yeah, Dipper?” his father said, turning his computer chair to face his son properly. His eyes were wide with astonishment.
“Soooooo… Mabel surprised you last night, yeah?” Dipper said, holding his left hand out to the side. “And, uh, I guess I’m gonna surprise you tonight, yeah?” he continued, setting his right hand atop his left. “Because, um, weeeelllllllll…”
“Dipper?” Mr. Pines asked when his son hesitated. “Are you getting married too?”
Dipper flushed. “Yeeeeaaahhhh, see… I think this girl’s pretty great and funny and cute and clever anditsMabelwe’regettingmarriedandwe’vebeentogetherfortwoyears.”
Mr. Pines blinked, then scrunched his eyes at his son, clearly trying to catch up to the burst of words that had just been mashed together. As his eyes began to fill with comprehension, he leaned backwards and his mouth fell open.
“And she’s pregnant,” Dipper said. If she was gonna drop one bomb on their parents without telling him, then he was gonna drop the second without telling her. Fair’s fair. “Ford checked and there’s no problems. Sooo, yeah… Grandfather!” Dipper shot Mr. Pines two finger guns.
Strange sounds eked out of Mr. Pines throat as his mouth impossibly fell even more open. Dipper grinned awkwardly and stepped slowly backwards. He pulled a small card from his pocket and read from it, “Thank you for raising such a wonderful woman. I am honored to be your son.” He tossed it aside. “There’s more to that, but I guess it’s kind of dumb now. Mabel kinda messed up my plans. You know her, always the surprises, haha!”
Mr. Pines mouth closed and opened like a fish. Dipper thought he might have actually seen some electricity flicker around his father’s head as his mind fried. With a final utterance and a second shot of the finger guns, he turned and ran.
“Grandfather!”
Ha ha! Awesome little drabble!
non-suspicious 