No linked prompt this week, just a random one-word prompt: Touch
Trigger Warning for talk of self-harm. Just talk, and we’ve had far worse in this AU, but still.
Of all the things Dipper expected to have problems with after turning into a demon, touch had been at the bottom of the list.
Mastering his powers? That, he’d expected to have trouble with. Being unseen and unheard? Oh, he’d figured out he’d hate that within a few hours of finding out he was incorporeal. Demonic instincts? Took him about five seconds to hate that with the burning passion of a thousand desert suns.
But touch…he hadn’t expected that to be so hard to deal with. To not be able to touch anything but his sister, not even physical objects; unable to feel the breeze, the earth beneath his feet when he tried to land…
He’d taken it for granted when he was human, like most anyone would, so it hadn’t kicked in at first just how hard it was to not have something as basic as touch anymore.
The Need for Touch
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