Well he certainly isn’t jumping for joy.
Tag: gideon
alright, i wanted to colour them before i posted them, but that would have taken forever and i really need to get them ALL out into the open instead of just r!henry and r!mabel, aha ¯_(ツ)_/¯
anyway, im now semi-oc trash, thanks to the @transcendence-au whoops;;
if anyone’s interested in knowing more about my r!’s, feel free to ask! i can’t do any fancy posts since i’m on mobile, but i do want to talk about my children, aha;;;
☆from left to right in the lineup/height charts, we have— [under a readmore for brevity]
Look at these r!babies!
Quick sketch of Rosa from the Reincarnation Blues!
Rosa Darling from marypsue’s amazing Reincarnation Blues. Not sure about the hair, the only description I could find was gelled, so it ended up a bit spacy.
The Scouring: Chapter 10
Final chapter ahoy!
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Sheriff Blubs and Durland were surprisingly easy to convince to go
along with letting Dipper take care of the cult – technically they
should have protested, tried to do things by the book, but to be
frank, they didn’t have the space in the Gravity Falls jail to keep
all the cultists in lock-up (it was mostly just a holding tank for
folk to sleep off too much drink, anyway) and taking them in to a
bigger city for trial would be…a problem.
It
was just…more efficient to let the Pines handle it, that was all.
Had nothing to do with wanting to get even or all the supernatural
creatures wanting it even more and getting antsy about it (and
nothing to do with not trusting a human court to help them, to maybe
care about the fact that the humans
had
been attacked but not care that they’d been hurt and killed, that
they’d all seen how little some courts counted their lives for. Of
course not.) Nothing at all.
The
Flock, which had been scattered around the square being petted and
made much of by near everyone (and terrorizing the caged cultists),
turned in near silent unison to watch their master when he drifted
away from the family and, alone, started across the square.
The background chatter in the square began to die off as Dipper
floated toward the cages holding Anthony and Gideon, claws held ready
at his sides and power sparking along his fingers, stopping mid
conversation as heads turned to watch, leaving silence in Dipper’s
wake, like ripples in water.
Reincarnation Blues 15/16
Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen / Part Fifteen / Epilogue
Last chapter! There’s only a short epilogue remaining after this (and possibly a highlight reel from Santa Grenda ComicCon, but that’s a story for later)! I want to say a huge thanks to everyone who read, who left such thoughtful comments and encouragements, who made art or wrote fic(!!!!! seriously this is probably the first time I’ve received fic of my fic in this fandom and it’s such a thrill!), and an especially huge thank you to seiya234 for being my creative consultant, fact-checker, resource on anxiety, and beta reader (and Twin Peaks reference authority)!
Warning for mentions of eye trauma and cartoon ponies.
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“Then we have a deal.”
Alcor’s grasp is firm, almost clutching, and the blue fire burns, and the forest outside with all of its eyes is burning, burning –
The Scouring: Chapter 09
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The Pines weren’t the only ones who needed rest, as it turned out.
After their first burst of cleaning, breaking magic circles and
bringing out the dead, the town of Gravity Falls simply shut down.The members of the Dinner Club (and quite a few of those who weren’t,
technically, part of them but had come to aid anyway) that didn’t
need as much rest as the others stayed awake to guard the
Anti-Transcendence Alliance – its leaders in particular – as
everyone else either forced themselves to eat before they collapsed
or went to friends and family homes to rest, too tired to eat.The Shack was too far for the Pines to go to, not now, while
everything was still unsettled and they could be needed at a moment’s
notice. They bunked down at Soos and Melody’s home instead, in the
Rameriz living room, curled around each other as best they could
manage with all of them on the king sized air mattress on the floor.
(Grunkle Stan claimed the couch, pretending it was because he was too
tough to join the cuddle pile instead of being too old and in too
much pain, while everyone saw through that and proceeded to haul the
air mattress to butt against it, where they could reach him, and he
them.)Dipper woke up before the rest of his family, as he didn’t need sleep
the way they did. Still, he’d been exhausted enough, body, mind, and
soul, to need some now, buried under their bodies at the bottom of
the cuddle pile (and grateful he was in the Mindscape and didn’t need
to breathe or it would have been highly uncomfortable).He’d thought his bloodlust would die down after the first rush of
blind anger, but lying here, under the heavy, warm, alive
weight of his family, it was just as strong and hot as earlier. As
much as he’d like to deny it, becoming a demon only strengthened the
darkness he’d already had, that Grunkle Stan had warned him about.And right now, he didn’t care.
Those people tried to take his family from him. They wanted to kill
everyone he cared about, destroy their way of life, and enslave his
sister. It may have been the demon, may have been the dark streak in
him, but…He wanted to see them suffer.
The Scouring: Chapter 08
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Mabel was crying silently over her brother’s body, the tears trailing
over her cheeks to drip onto his face, exhaustion finally catching up
to her and leaving her unable to do much more than curl around him
and sob.
Around them, the town of Gravity Falls and the augmented Dinner Crew
began to clean up, herding the beaten, bruised, and mostly silent
cultists into the cages they’d held the denizens of the forest in,
while others began to see to the wounded. They kept glancing up at
the platform where the Pines crowded around Dipper in worry, some of
them crying and wanting so badly to know if Dipper was all right, but
not quite willing to push themselves into the family’s moment.A few of the braver ones ventured into the church to see what needed
done there to clean up the damage the cult had done and, with cries
of shock and anger, began to bring out those killed, to lay them out
with what dignity they could.Up on the platform, Gideon tried to take advantage of everyone’s
distraction to escape and was nearly skewered by Kiyo’s claws for his
pains. Anthony lay trapped in her claws beside him, glaring at
everyone and grinding his teeth in anger. Each time he opened his
mouth to speak, Ben swooped in to give him another kick, and for his
tiny size his kicks were surprisingly effective (and painful).
The Scouring: Chapter 7
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Dipper was screaming.
Mabel fought against the straps on her chair, leather digging into
her skin until she bled, her family fighting as hard as she against
their bonds. Even as they fought the townspeople surged against the
barrier, taking it down with sheer numbers and swarming over the
shocked cultists who swung to respond. Up on the platform, The
Woodsman’s axe missed Gideon by a hairsbreadth, all spurred to action
in protective fury.Dipper was screaming.
Mabel felt the strap over her right wrist give as someone reached her
chair, a knife snapping the last strands holding it to the chair
before the surging crowd pulled them away, the voices of the cultists
still able to chant rising as the armed ones fought to keep the crowd
from the chanters, the lights of the outer circle merging with the
light pouring from the cross and circle holding her brother.Dipper was screaming.
No matter what else happened, Mabel’s mind kept focusing on that one
fact, that one sound over the rest. The screams were muffled and
desperate, and Dipper had only sounded like that once before, one
horrible, terrible day when Mabel had nearly lost him forever and she
was not going to let that happen again she was not going to lose him
not now not like this they couldn’t have her brother!
The Scouring: Chapter 6
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Mabel had passed
‘pissed off’ a few miles back and now was seething, occasionally
tugging at her bonds. Bad enough these wacknuts had probably ruined
her sweater – it was a cult thing, she’d lost more sweaters to that
then she wanted to remember – and that they’d threatened her to
make her bro-bro listen to them, but they’d threatened her kids!Okay, four out of
five (because Reina was so one of hers now) since Hank and Vivi (who
was also now hers) were still safe in Portland, but that was low. And
as soon as any of the Pines got free, they were going to pay for
that.She hadn’t seen or
heard anything from Dipper or Willow in hours, and she was pretty
sure by this point it wasn’t just because she and Henry and the other
kids were being threatened.The link between
her and Dipper went both ways, even if it wasn’t as strong from him
to her she could still feel him, and he was scared.
Dipper wasn’t supposed to be scared, he was too powerful for that and
still her dorky brother and she was the only one allowed to terrorize
him!Okay, Stan and her husband and the kids could, but they were family.
Oh, and Wendy and Paz and Soos, but they were pretty much family. So
only family was allowed. Not these…religious fanatic nutjobs.And especially not Gideon. Fucking Gideon.
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