Hank had lost track of how long they had been walking and just what
direction they had been going in. The nightmares were leading the way,
while he and Gravity Falls were distracted keeping Uncle Dipper’s
Curiosity and Adventurer under control.Despite the whining of
both aspects Hank had kept the child leashes, and they hadn’t managed to
get out of them yet. Hank wasn’t questioning how the two aspects hadn’t
managed to wiggle free yet, all things considered – well, okay, he was
questioning, just not out loud where they could hear him and get ideas.It was a good thing that they hadn’t been attacked yet, and Hank was grateful for that, when he had a chance to think.
Still, with all the noise they were making, that was a bit of a miracle.
Gravity
Falls, for their part, was still apparently amused by Curiosity and
Adventurer’s antics, and Hank suspected it was distracting Gravity Falls
from the discomfort or downright pain that came from the circumstances
they found themselves in.Gravity Falls seemed to be extra amused
by how often Curiosity tried to climb trees, resembling a giant cat on a
leash as he did. If it weren’t for the leashes, the two of them would
have lost the aspects long ago.Up ahead, That of Teeth and Bessie
went still in the way only a supernatural creature could, as quiet and
frozen as a statue. At the ends of their leashes, halfway up a tree and
inspecting a bush respectively, Curiosity and Adventurer mimicked them,
all four looking in the same direction.Sharing a glance with
Gravity Falls, Hank shifted his weight to his good leg, hefting the
staff Aunt Candy had given him that he’d been using as a walking stick,
getting it into position for an attack.Hank didn’t allow himself to relax when two more of Uncle Dipper’s sheep shoved their way through the underbrush.
Tag: fic
coping methods… or lack thereof
Drift AU part 3.
okay so, I know that when I started writing this I said that it was going to be a series of oneshots, but I´ve realized now that writing it as a continous story would work much better, so from now on that´s what I´m doing, just a heads up. You can find the other parts to this story on my AO3 or on my blog tagged as drift!au
Also, major trigger warning for a somewhat grapic suicide attempt in Dipper´s part. So skip that if that stuff bothers you.
on AO3
The Signal, Part 2
The Other Way Chapter 1: A Very, Very bad Situation
A while ago I saw a thing on the main TAU blog that talked about a Transdim AU where instead of Dipper going to another dimension, little Mabel and Dipper from another one came to the TAUverse and i felt like writing about that. Hope you like it 🙂
“This is bad, this is very, very bad,” Dipper said, pacing back and forth at the end of the alleyway the two twins had showed up in.
“Just relax Dipdip, I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Mabel responded, half-heartedly trying to calm him down, but knowing it really wouldn’t work.
“Mabel we’re in another dimension! How on earth am I supposed to relax!?” Mabel didn’t say anything, just sat down and watched her brother with a worried expression as he mumbled to himself.
Psychic Singularity Ch 18
Willow woke disoriented and short of breath. Automatically she groped
for her inhaler, frowning when the attack passed as quickly as it had
come on.Why…oh, right. If this place was even partially her uncle’s
mindscape, then he’d use his power and keep her from having an attack,
no matter how scattered he was. It wouldn’t work in reality, or anywhere
but the mindscape, but in here…it seemed the usual rules didn’t
apply.She was torn for a second between irritation at being coddled and
touched that he still watched out for her, even when he was literally
torn apart.Touched won, but only just. Mostly because, well, Uncle Dipper was suffering right now, but still watching out for them.
Suddenly realizing that she was leaning on something soft, something
that smelled familiar, she sat up in a rush. Lolonja baa-ed at her
softly and comfortingly, and Willow felt herself relax.Lolonja was good to have around, almost like having part of her Uncle Dipper here.
Glancing around, she saw Smooches patrolling a close circle with them
at the center, turning to look when they heard Lolonja’s baa.“T҉h͘e ͜S͠hack͘ i҉s nea͘r,” Lolonja said quietly as Willow got to her feet. “Sha͞l͏l we g҉o t͜h̸ere f͢i̢r̨st͝?”
“I suppose someone has to,” Willow said finally, as the urge to go out there, find parts of Uncle Dipper,
do something
, fought with the knowledge that she needed to be responsible, and the responsible thing to do was to regroup at the Shack.
“There͏ ͡m̨ay be̢ part ̵o͝f̶ th͜e͞ Ma͜st̵er at͜ t̕he Shac̡k͞,”
Lolonja offered, as if sensing what Willow was thinking. “It ͟is̸ his͏
ho̵me̵, so s̡o͜m͘e̕ par̵t̶ o͝f h̶i̸m҉ ͜ve̕r̨y li͟k̛ely ͏may ̧h̸ave̵
fle̵d th͟ere.”
For The Sake of Another
“Sometimes what you are given is not a choice, but what you do with that gift is.”
I finally posted a thing.
With any luck this will not end up at the bottom of my computer again.But then again, I have really bad luck.
Spirit and Such, Chapter Seven
Delina didn’t speak much that night. She didn’t answer when Briony asked how theater had gone, or when Rasia asked if she wanted to help make dinner, or when the both of them asked if she had any plans for tomorrow. She didn’t eat much, either, instead pushing her food around her plate before giving up and excusing herself for the night.
Sleep didn’t come easily, and when it did, she dreamed…
Hank’s and Henry’s similarities, and how kindness is not weakness?
So I actually think Henry and Hank’s kindnesses are two very
different kindnesses.Henry, at least until he got to kindergarten, was shown
almost no kindness at his house, wasn’t taught it. He had to learn kindness on
his own, seek out kindnesses from strangers and from school and from basically anywhere
but the one place you are supposed to be guaranteed it.(it’s no wonder Henry loves books, becomes a librarian.
Because books contain infinite glimpses of more beautiful, gentler, kinder
worlds.)Henry is kind because he wants to be.
Henry is kind because he chooses to be.
Henry is kind and deep, deep underneath, fueling this
kindness yet hidden away from the light of day, is anger that goes to his blood
and bones.Hank’s kindness is effortless, a part of him like breathing
and the beat of his heart. Hank is kind to others because you’re supposed to treat
other people the way you want to be treated! Hank is kind because he was raised
to help others, to seek love and delight in other’s company, to do for those
who cannot.Hank is kind, and Hank has the ability to correct unkindness
in the world.Hank knows evil, knows a lack of empathy when he
sees it. And Hank has every right- no, the duty to fix that wrong. And Hank is
never mistaken in his instincts.It’s only the nice thing to do.
Psychic Singularity Ch 17
Reina had known the Pines family since she was little. She thought
she had seen pretty much everything they could throw at her. She’d grown
up in Gravity Falls, her uncle-in-law was a demon, she was part of the
Pines family now for goodness sake!But she wasn’t prepared for any of this.
Lying on her back and staring up at the grey-blue sky, Reina wondered
again just what it was Acacia saw in her. She loved Acacia with all her
heart, but she didn’t love all…all this. The danger, and the
violence…Acacia was worth it, but Reina was…normal. Not exciting. An
accountant, for fuck’s sake!Groaning softly, Reina pushed herself up into a sitting position,
burying her face in her arms for a moment. It didn’t matter right now
either way. Maybe she should have stayed at the Community Center…no.
No, she wanted to stay at the Community Center, but Acacia needed her
uncle back, and while Reina and Dipper didn’t always see eye to eye, she
loved him.Acacia would find her, sooner or later, and they’d get Uncle Dipper back together, and everything would go back to normal.
Maddie’s First Day Of School
Just a quick little thing i wrote a while ago 🙂
She looked up and smiled, large and gap toothed, as Maddie saw her Dad walking over to her. She raced over and hugged him tightly, excited to tell him all about her first day of school.
“Hey sweetheart, how was school?” Dipper said, ruffling her hair, grabbing one of her hands to start walking home.
“It was Awesome! We played some games to get to know each other, and talked about what we were going to learn, and we made these card things to put on the wall with our names and drawings of stuff we like and…”
Maddie continued talking a mile a minute all the way back to their house, smiling the whole way, and Dipper couldn’t have been happier to be able to see that smile of excitement on his Mizar. This moment had been worth the the day of waiting impatiently to see her again.
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