#older!pacifica northwest

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Writing about them makes me wanna draw them.... Danny came out from nowhere lol

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Everything past the first sketch is rushed because I got sick but wanted to post this on the day of GF’s anniversary whoops

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They're grown ups now! :0

The last image is that meme, you know the one- the three people dramatically posing while fencing?

[whimsilica]

Pacifica Northwest and Samantha Manson: Society Enemies

(preface: heck if I know if this's been done before, it's been years since I watched Gravity Falls, and I never actually watched Danny Phantom (it's on the List ok))

THAT BEING SAID

They were sat at the same children's table at various Events because they're both Girls, similar in age, and weren't supposed to bother anyone else.

Pacifica laughed at Sam and whatever her mother had forced her into to "look presentable", and at her burgeoning recycling tendencies and vegetarianism. Like sheesh, girl, get some better hobbies. Pacifica's mother would kill her if she ever rocked up with opinions like that, and there's only so much makeup can do about anger lines in your face.

Sam thinks Pacifica is a stuck-up, arrogant, selfish [redacted], and hates every second her mother makes her play nice. The Northwests are Older money by several generations and never stopped regarding the Mansons as "new" money. And also never stopped shutting up about it. Sam's mother has spent the better part of four decades schmoozing up to Pacifica's mother, so those two are the kind of friends only rich socialites could be (toxic). Sam, for her part, would rather be out and about. Gravity Falls is a *very* interesting place. She *definitevly* does not want to spend more time than necessary around Pacifica, let alone form the kind of friendship their mothers have.

When the Mansons leave the West Coast for Illinois, Sam says the worst thing that has ever been said to Pacifica, straight to her face. ("I don't care. See you never.")

YEARS LATER (but not many)

Sam and Pacifica are not preteens anymore. They're teenagers, which is worse.

Both have been dragged kicking and screaming through both character development and hell, and are, for some reason or other, at the same Event, without their support system. (The support system is in town, they just couldn't be at the Event due to Reasons)

They see each other. The room temperature drops. Kill Bill Sirens sound.

(Both do Not have the time for this nonsense, there is a supernatural threat in town, and here they are forced to rub elbows with the useless rich)

Their mothers, in the meantime, exchange snide remarks about how the other's daughter would be *so* much better a friend than the crew the own daughter is running with. (Pacifica and Sam decide that they're gonna keep their friends/support system as far away as possible from the other girl's posse)

Pacifica is aware of the supernatural situation, but Mabel and Dipper are on it. It's gonna be fine. It's gonna be fine. It's gonna be fine. She thinks the Manson girl, for her occult leanings (it's fairly obvious if you know what to look for, and Pacifica made sure after Weridmageddon that she does) (urgh, Mabel and Dipper are never allowed to meet Sam), is antsy in the exact wrong way. Pacifica is pretty damn sure Manson not only knows more than she lets on, but is also involved in this.

Sam, on the other hand, also knows what to look out for in occult terms and symbology and is very perturbed at what she glimpses from Northwest. Northwest, who does not appear to be worried in the slightest. Who keeps sending challenging looks her way. Sam has the cold realization that whatever this is, Northwest is in on it.

IN THE MEANTIME

The Pines twins and Team Phantom are doing their best to figure out what the heck is going on with a) the supernatural threat, and b) the other teens running around doing supernatural bullshit. The Pines twins have identified Phantom as an entity thst can overshadow others, so they're steering clear for now. Danny and Tucker in the meantime are somewhere between sus and worried about those two others who keep dodging them.

(They all laugh about it in the end. But for now, they're teens who do not communicate across team borders for various reasons.)

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okay but actually block me if you ship mizcor -- 'hurr durr but we age stella up' -- SHUT UPPP she's literally a minor and alcor's canonically over a million years old so how about you stop being a freak

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Babe I hate to break this to you but Mizcor's literally one of the most famous relationships in all of post-transcendental literature

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I could not have more obviously been talking about Mizar the Magnificent but you know what? Yeah classic Mizcor supporters can fuck off too actually.

Everybody likes to whip out Twin Souls like some kind of gotcha but have you even actually read it??? Like it's literally supporting demon worship and pedophilia -- both of which are EXTREMELY ILLEGAL btw. So yeah if I see any of my followers reblogging that shit I'm reporting you to the Occult Defense Agency idc if we're mutuals

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okay I'm sorry but

and Mizar the Magnificent isn't????

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Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know that The Scepter of Vanquished Souls, the newest book in the Wanderlust Trilogy, is now available for pre order on Glamazon!

Purchasers of the hard-cover edition will also receive never-before-seen content, including a deleted scene between Princess Samia and the Shadow King!

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Boosting because I honestly cannot recommend this book enough. Truly one of Mira's best (and I'm not just saying that because she married me!)

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So. I had a day.

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Okay, but consider

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I don't remember my older brother's wedding

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A small price to pay for no middle school trauma

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I'm actually the senior librarian. But thanks!

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Today's demon of the day is Nxlar the Antithetical! Responsible for the Florida Springs Massacre of 3007, the body count for this purveyor of madness is estimated to be over 400 (source).

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I could fix her

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literally screaming crying throwing up rn I've turned off 'Based on your likes' like eight times @staff can't you just get rid of him already

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#i accidentally set my alchemy textbook on fire today and i don't even care AAAAAA this is going to be amazing #northwest mansion mystery #pacifica northwest #rosa darling #im about to be so insufferable about this just you wait

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Lmao so Nxlar the Antithetical totally turned my apartment complex into a pile of sentient sludge yesterday. I'm fine -- I was at work when it all went down, but uh... yeah, my situation obviously just became super not-great. I hate to ask, but I don't get paid til the 15th, so if some of y'all could float me some cash just so I can get a motel room for a couple nights, I'll fr owe you a life debt

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Important PSA

So idk if y'all have been reading the news lately, but the alcor virus has been making the rounds on the interwebs again. I feel like I shouldn't have to say this but PLEASE don't click any random links rn, ESPECIALLY if they're tagged with twin souls.

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Anyone else just randomly crave connective tissue sometimes

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no actually i think that might just be a you thing

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Okay guys I might be crazy but what if the Shadow King was actually telling the truth when he said Princess Samia's brother is still alive??? Like, if you think about it, there's a tonnnn of foreshadowing in Crown of Ghosts and the author tweeted that there was gonna be a surprise twist in the new book sooo 👀👀

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Reminder that you are beautiful exactly as you are and there are thousands who would sell their souls to imitate what you do naturally <3

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#I sent screenshots of that one centaur post to her boss too #give you two guesses what species his wife is (tags by @alv)

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maybe the real virus was the friends we made along the way <3

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No, the real virus is me. Don't take credit for my accomplishments.

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Heritage post

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I just want to get dicked down again =/

[pinesfamilyguidetotheweird]

Gravity Falls: Northwest Generations

So, this thought had come to me when I rewatched 'Irrational Treasure' and was reminded of when Gravity Falls was found.

With the release of Journal 3 after the show ended, a looooooooooot of things got a bit retconned. And I feel like one is the number of generations in the Northwest family.

In Irrational Treasure, it was said by Pacifica that she was Nathaniel's great-great-granddaughter. So, 5 generations.

That's all well and good, so why talk about it. Well, if you wanna go with Journal 3 canonicity (I go back and forth depending on if it works narratively), Gravity Falls was founded in 1842.

170 years ago.

I don't know. This seems off to me. Like...my maternal great grandma was around up until I was 18 years old (and I still believe that heartbreak was the main cause of her death), she was in her mid-80s. Not sure about my great-great grandparents, as I never really got to learn about them (Hell, my maternal great grandma's dad was a mystery, even to her, she never knew him). But I would take a guess that whatever age they were when they had my great grandma, it wasn't close to the 170 years mark.

Basically, what I'm getting at here is that five generations hardly adds up to 170 years.

According to one website that converts years to generations, 170 years can add up to 6 generations (and this is probably taking account to the average)

I don't think it was ever stated how old Nathaniel was when he 'founded' Gravity Falls 170 years ago, but from what I see between Irrational Treasure, The Northwest Manor Mystery, and Journal 3 (all kinda different from eachother), I'd say that the man was probably in his forties in 1842.

The age of pregnancy differs, so it's hard to say about how many generations would work. I'll use my own family as an example:

I don't know how old my great grandma when she had her oldest child (my grandma), my grandma was 18 years old when she had my mom, my mom was 25 when she had my older sister, and my sister had her first child at 26 (a few months away from her 27th birthday).

Of the known ages, it adds up to 69 (or 70 if you wanna take in account of my sister's almost birthday) years to make four generations. Even if I can estimate how old my great grandma was she had my grandma (say 30s at the latest as she had two more kids after my grandma and, you know, menopause), it wouldn't have been enough to make it to the 170 year mark.

With the Journal 3 canon, there could be more than 5 generations of the Northwest family.

Now, something to keep in mind that while women loses their ability to have children due to menopause (usually in their 40s or 50s), men can remain fertile into their older years, though the rate does still decrease.

Not sure if I wanna try out and guessimate the number of generations in the Northwest family.

I can try if I can get 25 likes on this.

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The house of naughty muses is open for business!

Muse list: (All characters are 18 or older)

Mabel Pines

Violet Parr

Miko Kubota

Pacifica Northwest

Velma Dinkley

Carlota Casagrande

Gwen Tennyson

Raven

Helen Parr

Bonnie Rockwaller

Kim Possible

Sharon McGee

Mrs Boonchuy

Camila Noceda

Rules / Kinks

[aphantpoet]

Characters that had better redemption arcs than Zuko:

Disclaimer; while I do criticise the series I do actually like it overall. There are just some things that don’t sit right with me because of the time the show was made in. While I recognise how revolutionary Zuko’s redemption arc was that does not make it immune to criticism.

The first point we need to address is “what am I measuring “better” by?”. That goes into the issues with Zuko’s redemption arc to begin with. Zuko’s redemption has always felt a little shallow to me. He spends most of the series chasing and trying to capture/kill a 12 year old in the name of colonisation and then has a crisis of faith when he realises that the side he fought for no longer served him. He doesn’t address the toxic mindsets he was raised with, he merely changes sides.  how I am determining what characters did better is is they made a conscious change in behaviour and mindset. Lets’ get into it, i’ll try to limit myself to three paragraphs.

1. Li Ping/ The Serpent.-Detentionaire

For the uninitiated,  The Serpent. was an antagonist in the latter parts of Detentionaire. The series followed Lee Ping, the son of Korean immigrants as he tries to find the culprit who set him up for a schoolwide prank that got him a year of detention. through the series Ping battles rivals, brainwashing and shadow governments, uncovers family secrets and confronts old family demons.

The Serpent [who i will be calling Li to keep thing brief] was apart of said Shadow Government and Lees older brother. He was raised by the Council as a weapon and he encounters Lee and his friends on quite a few occasions.Li doesn’t have many interests that we know of, we know he’s a bit immature and that he loves his snake Priscilla. When he discovers that he was taken by Council not given up he turns on them, getting captured and giving Lee and his friends time to escape. Ther series was canceled so we never get to see where his story goes.

Li changes his actions because when he realises that his biological family did not abandon him he has no reason to fight them and with the understanding of the lies he was fed he’s done being manipulated.

2. Stanley Pines-Gravity falls

When twins Mabel and Dipper Pines are forced to stay with their Grunkle Stan in the mystery shack, they discover that there is  more to this sleepy town and in it’s off colour residents.

So spoiler, Grunkle Stanford Pines was laying about his identity. When Grunkle Stan was younger he had a twin brother, Stanford. Ford was the smart one while Stan was the strong one but they were close until an accident with Fords science project caused a rift between the brothers. they meet up years later as adults and Stan is a con man living paycheck to paycheck and Ford has fallen into the supernatural happenings of the town. A fight causes the portal Ford was building to activate and suck him up. Stanley goes on to assume his brother’s identity and try to find the other journals to rebuild the portal and save his brother. 

When we meet him he’s still up to his old tricks and he can be harsh sometimes, but he genuinely loves his niblings. In the end he sacrifices his memories to defeat the ultimate evil. He’s a shady guy by all means, but by the time he saves his brother he has more than redeemed himself.

3. Pacifica Northwest- Gravity Falls

In the beginning Pacifica is a bit of a one dimensional bully, she is as Dipper says ‘the worst”. As we see her more however he has a miniature redemption arc. We realise that her parents are controlling and abusive and she genuinely does not know better.  During the Northwests ball her house is being haunted by a vengeful ghost that pertifies everyone. Pacifica learns that her family is not that great and decides to break the cycle and let the undesirables in. This frees the ghost and saves everyone.

While Pacifica is a minor character her redemption is set up and gradual and shown in a way that does not obstruct the overall narrative. her redemption is earned through addressing the abuse she suffered and changing her behaviour, even she she cannot change the behaviour of others, she’s only a kid after all. 

4. Catra-SPOP

Spop follows child soldiers and childhood friends,  Catra and Adora and their  pains and adventures on both sides as they make their way back to each other.

Catra is a villian for most of the series. Because we benefit from her direct perspective her abuse under Shadow Weaver, Hordak and Horde Prime is well documented an ongoing and, in her mind, unescapable. Catra does show vulnerability despite this on multiple occasions and it’s usually unaddressed or punished, this creates a cycle of her pushing people away to keep herself safe.When she sets off the portal she doesn’t have any real idea of what will happen, she just knows there’s a chance she’ll also dies and that doesn’t sound too bad. She finally snaps out of it and saves Glimmer from Horde Prime, sacrificing herself to a fate worse than death in the process. Over the rest of season five hse gets closer to the Best friend squad and apologises even saving the world by letting love in.

Catra learns that it is by letting yourself be loved that you become worthy of it. While her actions with the Horde are not good, she knows that. Much like Pacifica, she just does not know a better life or rather feel she deserves one. Catra is only accepted when she proves she has changed beyond a doubt. the choices she makes throughout the series that show the glimmer [hehe]that she might be better underneath come from her. No one makes her give Adora the sword back, no one makes her toast Scorpia in the Crimson Wastes, no one makes her get Glimmer off the ship, no one but her.

5. Amity Blight

When Luz Noceda ends up on the Boiling Isles she meets a cast of characters, among them is Amity Blight. the youngest daughter of the Blight family, abomination prodigy and self important snob. We first meet her bullying Willow Park. When Lux aggress to help Willow cheat Amity calls her out on it, while a bit heavy handed in approach she’s not wrong. They meet again at the convention where she challenges Luz to a witches duel. cue Lilith cheating and the girls bonding a little.

Amity’s actions don’t go far from the realm of petty bullying but as season 1 goes on she starts to gain more depth. Controlling parents, self esteem issues and a surprising gift with kids. She and Luz start to for a mutual friendship and then Amity enters her tomato era. She stands up to her mother and apologises to Willow, they make peace and become friends again. 

Amity becomes a better person, which isn’t unrealistic, she’s a kid who unlearns toxic mindsets though finding someone able to see more than the top student. her better qualities come out and she leaves her old friends. It looks like Skara also abandons Boscha, so good for her to.

[weirdlynotspecific]

Hey friend! Could you write a fanfic about Mabel x Pacifica enemies to lovers??

Yep! Here we gooooo

Also I'm including this in the Valentine's day fanfiction challenge (day 4), but it doesn't follow any of today's prompts.

Also also kind of cannon divergence? Basically Dipper and Pacifica are cool but Pacifica never made up with Mable. The Northwests are still rich and the Grunkles live in the shack.

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Mable loved highschool. She was a weird kid that wasn't the best at fitting in, but once she got to highschool she found her group, her calling.

Grunkle Ford and Stan were great, but they couldn't quite itch her creative scratch. They were better than her parents for sure (which is why she elected to stay in gravity falls for highschool in the first place) but they weren't her age and didn't always understand.

And of course Dipper was amazing too, but he didn't share Mable's creativity and spontaneous nature. He was quiet and since Weirdmeggedon he had mostly stayed to work with Ford in the basement. They still spent time together of course, but she was happy to have a life at school outside of her family.

That is to say, until she joined the art club at the Gravity Falls highschool. She knew Dipper and Pacifica had worked out whatever nonsense they had between them, but Mable had to deal with Pacifica's shenanigans first hand.

Said shenanigans included tripping her in the hallways, spreading rumors, and basically being that really annoying highschool mean girl stereotype.

Mable loved art club. She stayed after school and worked on honing her creative skills. Until Pacifica came over and somehow ruined it.

"Oh wow. Mable, is that a painting of you?" Pacifica laughed and gestured towards Mable's painting of a rat.

"I'm sorry Pacifica, do you have eyes or do you just enjoy going out of your way to be a jerk?" Mable snapped back. She wasn't offended per say, she thought Herbert looked rather dashing, it was just annoying being walked on.

Pacifica rolled her eyes. "You wouldn't understand the first thing about art."

"Yeah, cause I think I know better than you." Mable sneered and gestured proudly at her Starry Night sweater.

"Fine. Let's settle this. Come to the manner tonight and we can see who does the better portrait of the other. The loser has to apologize." Pacifica proudly put her hands on her hips.

Mable glared at her, indignant with rage. "Yeah whatever. I'll go to your stupid house."

~*~

The older Pines twin sat in her room sulking when her brother walked in. "Mable? What's up?"

"Pacifica." She groaned and buried her face in her pillow.

Dipper raised an eyebrow. "Paz? What's her deal?"

"She's being a jerk and now I have to go to her stupid mansion and paint her stupid picture to prove I'm the better artist." Mable sat on her bed with her legs pulled up on her sweater.

Dipper laughed at this. "What? That's so dumb. Mable, I don't think she's trying to fight you."

Mable cocked her head. "Uh, she basically called me a rat today dipdop. That's... Not the nicest."

"No I mean, I think she wants to hang out with you and doesn't know how. She hasn't really had friends before. Don't let her treat you like garbage, of course, but she what happens when you're nice to her. I think she might like you." Dipper smiled as his sister threw her hands in the air.

"THAT'S SO DUMB."

"Totally. But it's also the Northwests soooo... Give her a shot. You could be a good influence." Dipper gave her a thumbs up and left the room, leaving Mable even more confused and more miserable.

*~*

When Mable arrived at the mansion she was greeted by Pacifica at the front gate. "C'mon Pines. Took you long enough."

She was led into a grand room with two easels set up, paint in a variety of colors sat on a table in between them.

They both took their places at their respective easel, Pacifica of course with an apron, beret, and towel.

And they started. Mable let herself get caught in her work, looking over to study Pacifica with trained eyes. The way her blond hair fell over her shoulder, her calculating blue eyes. She found herself getting lost in her painting.

Pacifica spoke after a while, breaking the silence. "I'm not the one spreading rumors, you know."

"What?" Mable stopped painting and looked up at her.

Pacifica sighed and stopped painting as well. "I- well it's someone I know. I asked her to stop but they got worse and then- well it's dumb."

"Pacifica, I'm not going to push you to explain yourself to me, but you do owe me an explanation. Why do you still trip me? Why are you awful to me and not my brother? What is your problem?!" Mable slammed the paintbrush down and Pacifica flinched. "I- sorry that was uncalled for. I'm really frustrated."

The Northwest heir held up a manicured hand. "No- I understand. It's okay. It's really stupid but I used to have a dumb crush on you and then she threatened to tell the school because I didn't want to bully you... I'm sorry."

Mable's brows furrowed. "It took having a crush on me to realize that, 'hey maybe it's wrong to bully people'?!"

"Well no- I know that's really stupid-"

Mable nodded and crossed her arms.

"And it doesn't excuse my past behavior-"

Mable nodded again.

"I want to be a better person. I know my family is filled with spite and lies and I didn't know that was wrong until I met you and Dipper. I shouldn't have bullied you, crush or not. It was wrong and dumb. I want to try to be your friend if you'll let me." Pacifica sighed and winced, not used to this type of vulnerability.

Mable smiled. "Okay."

"That's it?" Pacifica looked aghast.

The Pines twin just shrugged. "All you had to do was apologize. I'll happily be your friend, I think you're really cool when you're not being a jerk. You're also really attractive when you're nice to me."

Pacifica smiled, feeling a surge of confidence. "So then will you go out with me?"

"HA, no. Give me some time and let's give your new found niceness a test drive, okay?" Mable smiled and held out a paint covered hand.

Pacifica slowly nodded and took it.

Mable's painting of Pacifica was glittery, but an observant eye would notice the detail in the brush strokes and the small smile at the corner of Pacifica's mouth.

Pacifica's painting of Mable was much more refined than her realistic counterpart. But if one took more time to study the muted painting they'd notice a little glitter in her hair and a heart painted onto the sleeve.

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Vote on the second half of the season here!

Episode descriptions below the cut.

Tourist Trapped: Mabel's weird new boyfriend discloses some of the town's strange and uncanny secrets and Dipper finds a mysterious journal.

The Legend of the Gobblewonker: Dipper and Mabel hear rumours that a sea monster lives at the bottom of the local lake, and enlist Soos to take them out on a boat to see if the monster really exists.

Headhunters: When Mabel creates a life-size wax statue for Stan's collection, it is attacked and beheaded in the middle of the night. Dipper and Mabel decide to look into it.

The Hand That Rocks the Mabel: Dipper and Mabel meet an intriguing new neighbour, an adorable nine-year-old psychic named Li'l Gideon. But his act could be a sham and he could have an evil side.

The Inconveniencing: When Dipper attempts to impress Wendy by pretending he is older than he is, he is invited on a trip with a group of teenagers that leads to a potentially haunted convenience store.

Dipper vs. Manliness: Dipper decides he must learn how to be a man. He travels into the forest and is met with danger, tests of bravery and a talking bear.

Double Dipper: When Stan throws a big weekend party to promote the Mystery Shack, Dipper uses an off-kilter copy machine to make clones of himself so he can impress Wendy.

Irrational Treasure: The kids try to expose Pacifica Northwest's fraudulent claim that her great-grandfather was the founder of Gravity Falls.

The Time Traveler's Pig: Dipper discovers that there is a machine in Gravity Falls that can help him travel back through time. Meanwhile, it's love at first sight for Mabel when she wins a pet pig at the fair.

Fight Fighters: After Wendy's boyfriend Robbie challenges Dipper to a video game battle, he is shocked when his favourite playable fighter, Rumble McSkirmish, comes to life to defend him.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

SVTFOE Theory: If Sol Diaz and Marco Diaz were Twin Brothers...

[Note: reading this post is optional.]

yeah, I blame the pilot for this fan theory and fan headcanon.

that even if the pilot version of Marco was named Sol, but what if Sol and Marco were separate but were twins.

both Marco and Sol would have crushes on Jackie, but would also be rivals for her affection.

Sol could end up being jealous when Jackie chooses Marco, and well Star could be there for Sol as a friend, and as weird as it might be, Ponyhead could treat Sol a bit better than she does Marco.

like Sol could start out at first dressing the same as Marco, even if they both wear different color pants, but at some point Sol decides to change his hoodie to something that is less like the one that his younger twin wears.

it could make sense that in this theory, if those two were twins, Marco would be the younger twin.

it would also give Mariposa two older brothers instead of one.

and Meteora would only give the glare to Marco, but act sweet to Sol who views her as a perfect little angel and ignores the whole Marco saying that she keeps giving him dirty and hateful looks, which Sol could tell Marco that it is all in his mind and she wasn't giving him dirty or hateful looks.

the idea of Marco and Sol being separate characters and being twins, could work in a SVTFOE AU and Fanon Timeline.

maybe I will draw the idea sometime...and in the timeline where Marco and Sol are twins and are best friends with Star, in that timeline Star doesn't scapegoat the magic that her Mom and most of her family had misused in the first place...

I still love the show, I just can't agree with Star scapegoating the magic when it was her Mom who was partly responsible for hurting so many people, both Mewman and Monster...and she can't just place the full blame on Mina Loveberry either, she is only half responsible.

and scapegoating the magic, that Star's family had misused by their own free will, isn't right.

same goes for the whole Discord, Celestia and Luna solving a problem by turning Chrysalis, Tirek and Cozy to stone.

there can be different forms of scapegoating, and Discord is the one who is responsible for bringing those three together in the first place.

and I'm pretty sure not sending Cozy to some form of Juvenile Hall For Foals and sending her to Tartarus instead, is just some form of twisted logic that Celestia and Luna have.

I mean yeah, even when we think about it, Princess Morbucks from the Powerpuff Girls and Gideon Gleeful from Gravity Falls being send to jail or prison instead in a Juvenile Hall For Children where they truly belong, was never truly questioned.

Gideon was lucky that some of the prisoners end up becoming like family to him and treating him like both a boss and the son they never had.

plus Mabel, Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup are still partly to blame for Gideon and Princess becoming way worse than they were originally.

I mean, ya don't automatically need powers to be a super hero, plus if they tried to befriend Princess and try to help her become better from the start, she could of been like a Batman well Batgirl of the Powerpuff Girls, even if she isn't biologically their sister.

even if Mabel didn't want to hurt Gideon, she should of told him the truth instead of having Dipper do it.

at least it seems that Mabel and Dipper are friends with Gideon now.

in a Crossover, maybe Pacifica could understand that Princess is just lonely and the reason she acts the way she does is because not only because her Dad spoils her in the wrong way, but also because she is lonely doesn't know how to express it.

it is possible only some percent of those who do act like selfish and bratty snobs wont have a good heart deep down...

but as for those like Cozy Glow, Gideon Gleeful, Princess Morbucks and Pacifica Northwest.

they can have different reasons why they became the way they were in the shows they appeared in.

and besides Discord being part of the reason of Cozy's change, it could be possible that Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo may have done something that broke Cozy's trust in them as well as twisted her view on friendship.

Cozy might be better off living with Sunset in the human world, and becoming friends with the human versions of Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo...

anyway, even if we can still like SVTFOE, Gravity Falls, Powerpuff Girls and MLPFIM.

it doesn't mean we have to like the parts that we might end up realizing isn't okay, and seem not very much like the element of empathy...if Sunset is the element of empathy, she could be the one that can get through to and even reform Cozy, Tirek and Chrysalis as well as being able to understand why they did the things they did and part of the reason could be from a deep emotional pain.

not everyone has to agree about that, plus Toffee from SVTFOE could have had some form of emotional pain that was caused by Moon's Mom who had misused the magic and ended up hurting someone he deeply cared about.

Moon breaking her promise to Eclipsa could be the misuse of magic, and the punishment for the extreme misuse would be the markings on her arms, which even Eclipsa has but her misusing the magic spell that got her those marks, could be different from Moon's.

like one who misuses magic in a small way, wont get those marks, but if it is in a extreme way that crosses a very big line, then yes.

Solaria likely created many dangerous spells that crossed a line, and the more she crossed them the more likely she was punished for it.

the marks may not only have to do with the spell that Eclipsa taught Moon, it could also be a way for magic to punish those who choose to use such a spell.

if Sol was part of the main timeline and was a twin of Marco, he would likely tell Star that destroying the magic wont solve the bigger problems and one of them being that Moon, her Mom had really messed up and hurt a lot of people for some Mewman Supremacy.

Sol could tell her that scapegoating the magic, isn't the way, might of got through to Star.

Star was mad at Moon, and she had every right to be, she had hurt so many people just to try to make Mewni go back to before Eclipsa became Queen again...but Mewni was probably already a broken caste system even before Eclipsa became Queen again, so even if some viewed Moon as a great Queen, she was likely not viewed that way by every Mewman.

anyway, the fan theory about Marco and Sol being twins, would be more of a what-if type, and this theory and idea might not be liked by everyone, and well maybe only a few people might like it.

anyway I think maybe later or tomorrow, I will make a second poll.

I will have to think over what type of poll to make, but maybe it will come to me when its ready, and it could be weirder than that first poll I made on here. XD

[travlersjoy444]

Home to What Matters (Pacifica Northwest x Reader)

 Gravity Falls Pacifica x Gender neutral (but low-key masculine coded) reader

Word count: 6.1k

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You know, sometimes I wonder about the term ‘blood is thicker than water’. Frankly, water sounds much more appetizing…sweeter, more refreshing, less detrimental to your health…Well, of course I like water better, I thought, and hugged my best friend closer. After all, water wouldn’t shove us out into the unknown like blood has.

   I sat in the Oregon rain with my best friend Pacifica. We were cold, and wet, and tired, although we hadn’t always been. We got there due to a few unfortunate events that began at our births. But to tell that story, there’s another I have to tell first.

   Once upon a time, there was a family. Now, it was not a happy family, but at least there were distractions. Or perhaps a better way of saying it is to say that it wasn’t a happy family, but unfortunately, they distracted themselves instead of fixing it. No, her parents distracted themselves. 

    Once upon a time, I envied that girl. She got attention, she got praise, she got prizes…I absentmindedly ran my fingers through her hair as she sobbed. It was hard to tell if I was wetter from the rain or her tears.

    Well, now I find myself lucky to not be a golden child. Working for her family was terrible, but I got affection from the older servants, at least…the same could not be said for the girl crying into my shoulder.

     Anyways, it didn’t matter much anymore. After all, now we’re both not Northwests. 

     Well.

     It’s better that way, I think.

     “C’mon.” I rasped. My throat hurt. 

     I helped her up, water flowing down my arms and all over her designer blouse.

     You know, she always hated that blouse.

     Funny, I thought. Funny in a way that wasn’t very funny.

    This whole thing, really, could be easily summed up by ‘It’s funny, but it’s true….But it’s true, so it’s not funny.’

    “Where are we going?” She whispered as she picked up her bag.

    “Out,” I answered simply. “Someplace else.”

     She didn’t answer, although I felt her take my hand. For a moment, I remembered walking in this exact same formation, as I led her through the gardens she got as a birthday gift.

     Now we were headed to a different sort of garden. One that was less carefully tended, and yet more alive. An old nursery rhyme pounded through my head as we left the streetlights…

    ‘Come away, oh human child, to the waters and the wild…’

    The pine trees seemed to glow as the moon hit them, cutting through the rain clouds for just a moment.

    As we reached my destination, I felt my steps get lighter.

   “(Y/N), what are we doing here?” Pacifica said softly.

    I paused, with my hand already on the door knocker.

      “I…I don’t know. I think…I think we’re going home to what matters.” I whispered.

       “Okay.” She whispered. It broke my heart a bit, seeing my usually confident best friend like this…broken, and standing in the rain…

     I knocked.

     After a beat of silence, I heard footsteps coming towards the door.

     It swung open to a half asleep brunette, who mumbled something about the tourist trap being closed for the night. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his shoulder. 

     “Dipper, it’s us.” I said firmly.

     His head shot up, all the sleep gone from his eyes. “(Y/N)? Pacifica? I thought you guys were in summer camp!”

      I shook my head, and wordlessly led Pacifica into the darkened shack. Dipper followed after us, eyebrows knit together as he watched in confusion. 

       “...what’re you doing?” He frowned.

       “Dipper, do you have a first aid kit?” I said as I tossed my bangs out of my face.

       “Oh, god, (Y/N), what happened to your eye?!” He gasped.

       “It’s just a bruise,” I answered lightly.

       “My mom happened…” Whispered Pacifica, as she held my hand tighter. The horror hadn’t faded from her eyes yet, and she refused to look at my right eye. It wasn’t her fault, but I know she blamed herself. But it’s not like she’s unscathed either, I pondered as I helped her walk.

        Dipper handed me a red box, still staring at us. I strung together a makeshift eyepatch of gauze and medical alcohol, and Pacifica wrapped the bandage around her ankle. 

        She sprained it because she did something stupid, something I would respect her for forevermore. I remembered sobbing as the woman of the house socked me in the eye, but more than that, I remember the animalistic battle cry Pacifica gave as she vaulted off the side of her juliette balcony. She landed on her ankle, and the yell had grown louder. 

     LEAVE (Y/N) ALONE, She had roared through her tears.

     Well. That was the Northwest’s breaking point, I guess. The blonde had already been confined to her room for kissing a ‘commoner’, and now that she had broken that rule to defend a servant, her parents gave up. She would never be as heartless and greedy as they wanted, so the best thing to do was disown her.

    Pacifica ‘Not Northwest’ sat on the couch and cried. Her sobs slowly softened as sleep took her.

    I sighed and stepped into the other room, pulling Dipper aside with me. 

   “Hey Dipper…I’m sorry. Is it possible that you might have a guest room or something?” 

    He nodded, but then quickly shook his head. “We don’t have a guest room, but you guys are welcome to spend the night. Really.”

   I smiled softly and grabbed his hand. “Thanks, Dip. You’re a good friend. Well, more than a good friend- that’s to say. Thank you.”

    He rubbed my shoulder, still looking stunned. “(Y/N), what happened to you guys?”

    I shrugged. “A lot. FYI, don’t kiss rich girls.” I said, sitting on a rickety dining chair. It screeched as I scooted it closer to the table. 

  He paused in the middle of getting me an ice-pack. 

   “Wait, what?” He said, mouth agape. Clever as always, he put the pieces together fast. “You…you kissed Pacifica?” He sounded both confused and jealous. It was impossible to tell if he was jealous of me or jealous of Pacifica. Right now, I didn’t care.

     I shrugged again. “Kinda? I mean, it was on the cheek, really, unless you don’t count that spot right by your mouth to be part of your cheek… To be fair though, she kissed me, so.” I said, tapping the corner of my mouth.

     “So…you got caught, and then kicked out?” Dipper said, handing me the ice-pack. The old chair creaked as I leaned back, its sound complimented by the buzz of the ancient lightbulb that lit the dim kitchen.

     There was a bit more to it, but… “Yeah. That pretty much sums it up, yeah.”

    Dipper handed me a Pitt Cola and sat on the rickety chair across from mine, the warm light from Ford's DIYed lightbulb flickering over us.

     “Jeez.” He said numbly, cracking open his drink. “What’re you guys gonna do?”

     I took a long drink of soda as I pondered my answer. 

     We’re going to steal a bus and drive away from here.

     We’re going to hop onto the side of a train and see where it takes us.

     We’re going to reopen that portal under the shack and explore the multiverse forever.

     Obviously none of those would do, as appealing as they were. Paz didn’t share my wanderlust- oh yeah, and they were unrealistic. That too.

     Eventually I settled on an answer, unsatisfactory as it was.

     “I don’t know.” I whispered. The fizz of the soda stung my tongue as my good eye grew wet…I could only ward off my feelings for so long. 

     My voice broke. “Oh Dipper…I…I don’t know.”

     “Why don't you stay here?” He offered, giving me an option I didn’t know I had.

     “Really?” I murmured, meeting his brown eyes with my single working one.

      “Yeah. Duh.” He smiled.

     I nodded slowly, wiping the water from my eye. “If…if you don’t mind…”

     He patted my hand. “Of course we don’t mind.” He said sincerely, before he began to ramble. “I mean, Stan might make you guys work at the shack, and Mabel wakes up at seven every morning, a-and the water heater sucks, and a few of us would have to share beds, but if you don’t mind that-”

     I smiled softly. “I’d love that.” I paused, and tried to correct my statement. “N-not the sharing beds part, obviously, but like, staying here-” 

    “Cool. That’ll work then. Obviously I’ll need to ask Grunkle Stan, but if he says no we’ll just hide you guys in the attic or something-”

     I snorted. “If he says no, then I’m stealing a car and buying a house in Portland. I love you, Dip, but I’m not spending my life cooped up in an attic.”

     “Fair enough…” He mumbled.

     We finished our drinks and got up to bring Pacifica upstairs. She was half asleep. We helped her up, and set her on Mabel’s bed.

      Dipper and I stood there for a moment, in the quiet room.

      “I don’t think I can go to sleep yet.” I mumbled.

      “Yeah, at this point, me neither.” He agreed. “You…wanna go get ice cream and talk?” 

       I chuckled. “You know me so well.”

       We sat on the couch, bowls of ice cream in hand. Dipper had given me a blanket and let me borrow a few of his clothes, while my original clothes dried by the heater. Now that I was dry again, I realized exactly how cold I had been earlier. The ice cream didn’t help much, as it sent chills down my arms and froze my fingers, but it tasted good, so it got a pass.

      “So,” Dipper began in an all too-casual voice. He was trying to imitate normalcy…thank goodness. “You and Pacifica, then. You’re…together?”

      No.

       Yes?

       No…

      “Uhh…maybe?” I shook my head. “I don’t think so. I don’t even know if I wanna be. She’s my friend. And that’s always felt like enough, y’know?”

       He nodded. “You wanna watch something?” He added, changing the subject.

       “Sure. But if it’s BABBA music videos, I’m out.”

       He blushed. “Pfft, I don’t..I don’t listen to girly Icelandic pop music,” 

       I grinned. “Then explain all the times I’ve walked in on you listening to ‘girly’ Icelandic pop music in these past few years.”

     “Oh- let’s just watch Tiger Fist.”  He spluttered, and reached for the remote. Gravity Falls got rubbish channels, and Stan would never pay for streaming, so we watched reruns of cartoons and shows. We’d watched them together since we were twelve, back when Dipper knew me as Pacifica Northwest’s weird friend. 

   I thought back to the night at the manor all those years ago, when Dipper realized that Paz was truly a good person…and me too, I guess, in retrospect. 

   I looked up to the blur of static on the screen. Dipper was still awake next to me, and he tried to make the T.V. work. Nothing happened. Defeated, he turned it off.

   “The rain has stopped,” I noted, shrugging off the blanket. 

   “So…you wanna watch the sunrise from the roof?” He smiled, setting down the broken remote.

    “Hmm, depends…you willing to help me throw pinecones at tourist’s cars when they inevitably arrive at this ungodly hour?”

     “Heck yeah.”

*******

   “You know,” Dipper said as he nailed another sunroof, “My friends in Piedmont don’t believe you exist.”

   I chuckled. “Haven’t they seen photos of us?”

   “Yeah, but when your twin sister is a photoshop wizard, no one trusts your photos.” He grunted in annoyance as he missed his target by a longshot.

    I aimed my pinecone at an old BMW. 

    “They think I’m too hot for you, huh?” I teased.

    “Yeah! Weird, right?” He shook his head. “Truth be told, they don’t believe that you could possibly be bored enough to spend time with me.”

     I frowned. “That’s because they’re dumb.” I hit my target, grinning like a madman.

     “Ha, I’ll tell them you said that.” He smirked.

     “God, please do. I’d love to see that.”

      “Of course you would. Here-” He whipped out his video camera, the one he used on monster hunts. “Would you mind saying it again, so I can prove you’re real?”

      “Sounds good to me,” I threw my arm around his shoulders and grinned for the camera.

      “Hey California losers, I exist!”

      Dipper chuckled. “And I’m a normal amount of weird!” He added.

     “And anyone who thinks he’s too weird for me is an idiot!” I finished through giggles. Dipper snorted and turned off the camera, laughing.

      I beamed. That was the nice thing about Dipper and I, I realized. I was up here laughing my head off, on a roof in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t have to think about before or after, I’m just…here. Now. Maybe I had been kicked out of my house just a few hours ago, but who cares?     

     I flopped down on the roof, watching the peachy sky fade into blue. The smell of pines wafted by- not Dipper’s dollar store cologne, but the trees and the earth……and Dipper’s dollar store cologne….jeez, the stuff was usually subtle, but I guess I usually wasn’t the one wearing his flannel.

     “Hey, look,” I murmured. “A hot air balloon…the Woodstick Festival is back in town, huh?”

     “We should actually go this year.” Dipper laughed, referencing our track record of missing it in the nick of time.

      I nodded. “I’ll text Wendy. I can’t wait to show Paz how to use cassette tapes…”

     Dipper’s expression changed for a moment, before reverting back to the relaxed look he had moments ago. “Right. Uh…the group. Yeah.” He messed with his hair too-casually.

     “Or….” I said, detecting his reluctance, “It could be just us, and Pacifica.”

    “Ha, yeah, good ‘ol Pacifica. C-can’t go without her!” Dipper coughed. I knew him well enough to know that he was faking it.

     “I’m sorry Dip. I’d love to go with just the two of us, but…”

     “...Paz is in a rough place right now. I…I get it. You’re right…We’ll go as a group.” He smiled.

    “Thanks Dipper.” I said gratefully. “You really are an amazing friend.”

*******

  Paz stared at me weirdly when we got downstairs. I raised an eyebrow.

  “...What?”

  She nodded towards my outfit. “Where’d you get that?”

  I shrugged. “Dipper,”

  “Ha, no wonder it’s so ill-fitting.”

  I shook my head. “Paz, Dipper and I are basically the same size.”

  “Oh, well then, maybe it’s because you look weird in long shorts.”

  “Yeah, okay, that one's true. Fair enough.”

  She sighed, the humor gone from her eyes. 

  “(Y/N)...what are we gonna do?” Her voice cracked, and I winced. Back at the manor, she would get scolded for a voice crack. 

   “Well…I think we’re gonna ask Stan if we can stay here while we get back on our feet. Would you be okay with that?” I asked, resting a hand on her shoulder.

  She nodded.

  It was the sort of nod that you give when everything is a mess, and no paths look good. It was a nod because all you can do is nod, there’s too much going on in your head for anything else.

   I wished there was more I could do, but I was in this mess too. Obviously it was my employers, not my parents that kicked me out, but still…I’ve lived there for the past few years, a servant, sure, but I was treated quite well…and now…I don’t live there anymore.

  I sighed and pulled the shivering girl closer to me. 

  “We’ll get through this, okay Paz? We will. I promise.”

  “I know you’ll do your best, I…I just…well, you love the Mystery Shack (Y/N), and the people here love you, and….well, I’ve been awful to them. And they might say I’m forgiven, but if I were them, I wouldn’t let me in…”

  That unwillingness to let her hypothetical self in kinda created a logistical paradox. If she didn’t let herself in, she was proving to not be a very forgiving person, which was exactly why she wouldn’t let herself in. I shook my head.

   “Paz, you know what Professor Bryne would say to that, right?” I referenced an old philosophy professor who tutored the two of us as kids. 

  She nodded, a hint of a smile on her face at the memories. “She’d say that that’s exactly the sort of thinking that would theoretically get me kicked out of the Mystery Shack.”

  “Exactly.”

  I wondered if she wanted to talk about everything, about the kiss, her parents, about our living situation, but instead she slipped away to get breakfast.

    I stayed there in the living room for a moment, an odd feeling coming over me. I was painfully aware of how alone I was in the room. It was a weird sort of emptiness, like something was amiss. I mean, it was all amiss, but… I guess I didn’t notice till now. 

  Well. Now isn’t the best time is it?

  I shook my head, trying to ignore the feeling. 

  It was time to prepare myself to ask Stan if we could stay. 

*******

  I sighed and chucked a rock into the Gravity Falls Lake. Stan was busy. I had been trying to talk to him all day, hoping to appeal to his good graces- if it were just me staying, it would have been easy, as Stan and I get along quite well. I smiled and thought back to the time he taught me how to pick locks….ah, good times. 

  Anyways. The problem was Pacifica. She had gotten a lot better in these past few years, going from a total brat to a snarky, sarcastic, slightly mean girl with a heart of pure gold. But Stan hadn’t seen that. He still just knew her as that annoying rich girl.

  I stared out into the water. At night, I could almost convince myself that I was on the Oregon coast, with my parents and siblings…before Weirdmaggedon…

  Well. Repressed trauma aside, how would I manage to appeal to Stan Pines…

  I sighed and walked over to the twins. They were splashing each other with water and light heartedly screaming some shockingly creative insults.

  “Well, you’re- you’re an elf! Not the hot kind, but the kind that’s ugly and short!” Mabel giggled as she dodged the water Dipper had thrown at her.

  “We have basically the same face, so that means you are too!” Dipper cheered.

  I shook my head and smiled. I love the twins.

  “Hey guys, did you see the poster over there? Looks like there’s a Summerween parade this year,” I said lightly, trying to ignore my thoughts from earlier.

  “Ooh, what should we be this year, Dip?” 

  “I dunno, I was thinking, like, Thor and Loki or something?” He suggested.

  Mabel grinned. “Guys, I have an idea. This year, you and Pacifica should join us, (Y/N)! We’ll do, like, a team costume thingy!

  Dipper nodded dejectedly. “Right. Sure.”

  “We don’t have to, not really-” I tried to say, feeling bad for him.

  “Yeah we do! You and Paz are like, like family! It’ll be awesome!” Mabel exclaimed.

*******

  “You ever think about Weirdmeggedon?” I found myself saying, curled up against Pacifica. It was late at night, and the two of us sat awake in the spare room. Dipper and Mabel had gone upstairs a little bit ago, after watching at least a season of some dumb old rom-com Mabel adored. 

  “Well…yeah. Duh.” She answered, scrolling through her instagram.

  “Me too.” I yawned. There was a point I had wanted to bring up about it, a point I had forgotten in my sleepy daze.

  “You’re tired.” Paz mumbled, messing with my hair and sending chills down my spine.

  “Yeah…” I whispered, trying not to stare at her lips. 

  Being near her reminded me of it. That night, when she leaned towards me…

  It had been tiny, barely a kiss. But from someone like her….Paz had dated people before, rich white boys from all over, but one thing I knew for sure was she never touched them or let them touch her. The closest physical contact was maybe holding hands, but it was always stiff and forced.

  On nights like that, I was supposed to be cleaning her room. I was the Northwest’s charity case, brought in as a way of saying ‘Oh look at us good people! We’re sheltering the kid whose parents died in the apocalypse! Praise us!’ But in reality, I was just the new servant. 

  It was a night like this one, actually. Nights like these, with my body against hers, when the line between friends and something more were the blurriest.

  “Well (Y/N),” She started, breaking the comfortable silence, “I killed some of your stress today.”

  I raised an eyebrow. “How so?” Did you stop being perfect and making me think about you all the time? That would sure kill my stress…

  “I asked Stan if we could stay here.” She shrugged nonchalantly.

  If I weren’t so comfortable, I’d have jolted upright. 

  “You did?! What’d he say?!”

  “He said that he’d never let a Northwest stay here, so it’s a good thing I’m a Pines-(L/N).” 

  I could hear the shyness in her voice. Usually it was carefully hidden, but not on nights like tonight.

  I gave her a hug to hide my blush at the thought of her with my last name. 

  She smelled like lavender.

  “I’m so proud of you, Paz.” 

*******

  I woke up the next morning to an empty room. 

  I sighed and shrugged on a red flannel over my tank top, wondering why I felt disappointed.

  It was probably because I missed Paz.

  Ugh! Why do I have to be in love with my best friend?! This is stupid! Why can’t I be in love with some pretty girl in school?! Why’s it have to be PACIFICA?!

  I scowled and punched my pillow in frustration, before falling back onto the bed with a huff of irritation. 

  It wasn’t like I wanted to be her new boyfriend…

  No, no, I definitely wanted to be her new boyfriend. 

  Ugh. 

  I rolled my eyes and glared at the wooden ceiling.

  “(Y/N)! I’m gonna eat your breakfast if you’re not here soon, kid!” Yelled Stan from the kitchen.

  I shook my head, smiling. “I’m coming Mr. Pines, just a sec!”

  With far too much effort, I pulled myself out of the messy bed and tugged on my jeans.

  The kitchen was packed and full of chatter. Soos and Melody were making ‘breakfast chocolate chip cookies’ that looked like normal chocolate chip cookies, Mabel was eating a huge bowl of sugary cereal, Dipper was holding a plate of food in the air like the Statue of Liberty, and Stan was trying to take said plate. Meanwhile, Pacifica and Ford seemed to be having some sort of staring contest with cereal boxes.

  And in the center of it all sat a bowl of soggy cereal labelled ‘(Y/N)’. Next to it sat a mug that smelled suspiciously of orange-coffee, a drink Mabel claimed to have invented. 

  I slipped in and took the bowl in a move hopefully worthy of a spy movie. If I was lucky, Mabel wouldn’t notice that I ignored her thoughtful cup of OJ plus coffee…I sat down next to Paz.

  “Mornin’,” I yawned, taking a disgusting bite of cereal. “Ugh, what’s wrong with this?!”

  “Oh, there’s orange juice in the milk.” Said Pacifica without looking up from her cereal box.

  I immediately spat out the cereal back into the bowl. “Gross! What the hell?!”

  After dumping out the bowl of cereal, I returned to Paz. “So…what’re you guys up to? I know cereal is interesting, but let’s face it…cereal isn’t that interesting.”

  “Maze race.” Paz hissed.

  “Maze race.” Ford confirmed.

  “Oh…cool?” I said, but it came out more like a question. I poured myself a new bowl of cereal.

*******

  “I look hot.” I said with a grin, staring into the mirror. 

  We were trying on our Summerween costumes- We had eventually decided to be Greek gods, with the twins as Apollo and Artemis, me as Ares, and Paz as Aphrodite.

  “Hey, (Y/N)! I was speaking?” Said Pacifica, snapping her fingers.

  “I know, I just wasn’t listening.” I replied, looking back at my reflection. 

  “Maybe you should go as Narcissus.” Dipper scoffed.

  “Nah.” I said lightly. I’d picked Ares because Paz was being Aphrodite, and those two were kind of…connected.

  Speaking of which, I finally tore my eyes away from the mirror for long enough to see her costume.

  “So.” She said, suddenly sounding shy. “What do you think?”

  She was dressed in an old bed sheet that Mabel had turned into a white Grecian-style dress, with a laurel wreath in her hair. Her sandy roots had begun to show now that she hadn’t re-dyed it, and her eyeliner was beginning to fade since she hadn’t re-applied it after a long day of running around the woods in the summer heat.

  “I think you look amazing.” I breathed, fidgeting with the hem of my tunic.

  “Hotter than your reflection?” She teased.

  “Sure. It’s pretty close though.” I grinned.

  “Ew, get a room.” Dipper scoffed, rolling his eyes.

  “We’re in a room.” I said lamely.

  Pacifica snorted, and stood next to me to stare at her own reflection.

  “You look awesome too, Dip,” I added, although it was admittedly an afterthought. He did look awesome, I was just…distracted. 

  “Oh. Thanks!” He smiled, looking away. “Uh…I’m gonna put my normal clothes on now though, I miss having shoulders.” He got up, still smiling, and retreated back to his bedroom leaving me and Paz alone.

  Pacifica gave a frustrated sigh, still staring into the mirror.

  “What’s up?” I asked, recognizing her expression- it was one she’d worn many times, one I knew like the back of my hand. Her eyes were narrow and her eyebrows tilted upwards like that of a Tim Burton character, and her mouth was tightly shut. It was an expression of contemplation, anxiety, and a bit of judgement.

  “Do you wanna…talk about it?” I asked gently.

  She shrugged haplessly, finally tearing her eyes from the mirror. “I…I don’t know, (Y/N). I do, but…I don’t. It’s…embarrassing…” 

  “Uh…well, once, when I was in middle school, I fell down during my play monologue.” I began, smiling lightly at the memory. “And this other time, I accidentally sneezed in my school picture, and they put it in the yearbook-”

  Pacifica chuckled. “Not that kind of embarrassing, you dork!”

  I grinned. “Sorry. Point is…I ain’t judging, I’ve probably done worse.”

  She sighed and took my hand. “Thanks, (Y/N)...My situation is kinda different though. I guess…well… I’ve always been the ‘pretty girl’, you know?” She began. “I’m like, conventionally attractive and skinny and stuff…so I guess it’s always felt impossible for me to not be quote unquote ‘perfect’. But now here I am, dressed like the freaking goddess of beauty, and I just…don’t feel…pretty enough.” She sighed again, curling in on herself.

  I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. “I get that, Paz. I know the feeling. Everyone does, you know? But regardless of ‘convention’ or whatever, you’re stunning, Paz. No matter how tall or short or skinny or fat or blonde or not or whatever. I promise, you’ll always be prettier than Aphrodite, because you’re my Pacifica- er, because you’re Pacifica.” I sighed, rubbing her back. “Now with that out of the way- do you think you’d feel more comfortable dressing as a different deity?” I suggested gently.

  She shrugged, eyes watery. “Maybe? I…I guess…What other goddesses are there?”

  “Uhm…Athena, Hera, Hebe, Tyche, Persephone- Oh my gods, do you wanna be Persephone and Hades?!” I grinned.

  She gave a watery smile. “That’d be…actually pretty cool. It’s so close to Summerween though, do you think we have time for a costume change?”

  I shrugged, looking at my tunic and armor in the mirror. “Sure. I’d just need to paint this breastplate and helmet more of a gun-metal silver, and you’d just need to wash that dress with a few red things. And maybe buy a pomegranate.”

  She smiled more confidently now. “Yeah…yeah! Thanks (Y/N), for…for everything.” She grinned and kissed me on the cheek.

  I blushed, staring at her in a confused shock  as she left the room to change.

  “So…so we’re just…doin’ that now?” I said aloud to the empty room, my voice a few octaves higher than usual. “Cool, cool, good to know!” I sqeaked, falling back onto the couch in a flustered stupor. 

  “Jeez, what happened to you?” Mabel asked, wandering into the room.

  “Nothing, nothing,” I managed to say, resting my hand strategically on top of her lipstick mark on my cheek. “Nothing whatsoever.”

*******

  I grinned at the camera as Mabel took a group selfie. It was officially Summerween in Gravity Falls- We’d lit all the Jack-o-melons, bought all the loser candy, and Stan and I had made some horrifying decorations out of some taxidermied parts he had lying around.

  “So…are you finally coming trick or treating with us, bro-bro?” Asked Mabel, ruffling her brother’s hair.

  “Okay, okay, jeez! That was one time!”  He laughed. 

  I grinned, pulling my helmet off for a moment. “Honestly, I’m just surprised that people are still giving us candy despite being in highschool.”

  “Right?!” Dipper exclaimed. 

  “Aw, no parties? What about the parade?” Paz frowned.

  “Nah, we’re celebrating like Pineses, Paz!” I beamed. “That means trick or treating and terrifying children!”

  “Cheers to that.” Said Stan, popping in his fake fangs.

  “Yay!” Mabel grinned.

  “Alright, alright.” Pacifica smiled, holding her hand up in defeat. “We’ll celebrate the lame way.”

  “Oh yeah?” I challenged. “How would you choose to celebrate?”

  “Crashing a party, of course.” She said, checking her manicure.

  “Boring.” I sighed, shaking my head. “Let’s go out and eat candy like real men, Paz.”

  “Fine, I’ll give it a shot!” She chuckled, slipping her hand into mine.

  The doorbell rang. “Oh! The first trick or treater!” I exclaimed, running towards the door.

  “Trick or treat!” 

  “Candy! Grenada!” I grinned, giving them fist bumps. “Happy Summerween!”   The duo smiled, walking in. 

  “We are gonna get so much candy!” Candy exclaimed giddily.

  “Just hopefully not five hundred pieces.” Dipper chuckled as though he’d made a clever joke. I didn’t get it, but Candy, Soos, Mabel, and Grenda all burst into laughter. Weird, but whatever. Kinda normal for them.

  “So what’re you guys being?” Asked Grenda.

  Mabel beamed. “I’m the great goddess Artimis, and that’s my twin brother, Apollo!” She said, pointing at Dipper. 

  “Ta-da!” He smiled, taking a bow.

  “And I’m the god of the underworld.” I said, grinning evilly. “And she’s my queen, Persephone.”

  Pacifica curtsied, beaming. “Anyways, we all know that I’m actually the one running the dead people stuff- he’s too busy being in love with me.”

  I snorted, laughing too loud. “HA! Ha, yeah, totally.” 

  Candy grinned. “You are blushing, (Y/N)!”

  “Pfft, no I’m not, kings of the underworld don’t blush.” I scoffed, blushing.

  “Sure they don’t.” Teased Pacifica, taking my hand again.

  “Why are you working against me?” I mumbled, flustered.

  “ANYways.” Dipper said, saving me from my embarrassment. “Time for trick or treating!”

*******

  I looked over at Paz as we watched Coraline back home in the shack. We’d had a great time out there, and now we were eating out of a shared bucket of candy, bundled in blankets and pressed together. Nothing about this setup was new, and yet my heart was racing a mile a minute.

  I had changed into pajama pants and a black t-shirt at long last- the armor had gotten heavy, and I was admittedly glad to be rid of it despite how rad it looked. 

  We had all looked pretty rad tonight. But Pacifica still looked pretty red, even just in her tank top and shorts, bare skin pressed against me and oh my god she was so close…Pull yourself together (L/N), this is your best friend you’re thinking about! You’ve done this before, stop being so weird!

  “I feel you watching me…” Paz muttered.

  “Oh shit- Sorry, zoned out.” I said quickly, crossing my arms self consciously. 

  “Do you…do you wanna talk about something, (Y/N)?” She asked hesitantly, looking over at me.

  How did she know…

  I sighed, pausing the movie. “I…I don’t know. Maybe?”

  “Hey, you made me talk the other day, it’s your turn.” She said, smirking. 

  “Fine, fine.” I shook my head, adrenaline coursing through me.

    I swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath. “...I just think we should talk about that night.” I began, not meeting her eyes. “I don’t know if you’re ready, but neither of us got any closure, and I just think it’d be nice if we discussed it.” 

  She scowled. “What is there to talk about? My parents showed their true colors yet again, and we ran away. It’s pretty straightforward, (L/N).”

  “Excuse me?” I said, my voice suddenly hard. “You and I both know there’s more to it than that, Pacifica.”

  “Is there?” She said, her voice dangerously cold.

  My eyes narrowed. “Fine then, what do you want? To keep…to keep playing with my feelings when I know full well you’ll just dump me like all your other boys? Do you think I haven’t noticed what you do when people like you?! Is- is this just a game to you, pretending nothing happened, and then randomly kissing me?!” I snapped bitterly, far more so than I even realized I was.

  And yet I meant every word of it. She’d dated boys before, tons of them. She played with them and then dumped them within a week, and it happened all the time but now…now I was the toy, wasn’t I?!

  She stared at me in silence, eyes watering, and I wavered in my convictions.

  “Uh…Paz, I…I don’t know what came over me…” I said uncertainly, reaching for her hand.

  She shoved me away, crossing her arms and staring at the floor. 

  “That’s…that’s what you think of me?” She whispered.

  “No…?” I said softly, but it came out like a question.

  “You do.” She murmured. “Oh my god, you do- You think I’m- what, another mean girl? Another Regina George? I’m trying to be better (Y/N), you know that I’m trying to be better…I thought you had faith in me! Was that a lie?! Were you lying, (Y/N)?!”

  I scowled. “That’s- that’s silly, Paz.”

  “Don’t! Now isn’t a time for fucking nicknames!” She snapped, glaring at me.

  “Fine! That’s ridiculous, Pacifica! Satisfied?! I just…We can’t pretend that that night was simple or straightforward, okay?! You fucking kissed me! And then your mom punched me for being poor and you saved my butt like a badass, and we came here. And you kissed me and then just didn’t say anything about it! So sue me for being kinda lost!” I said, the pent up emotions pouring out like a tidal wave. I sighed.

  “I love you, Pacifica, and I’m pretty sure you like me too. But I need some clarity. Some verbal, worded clarity.” I finished.

  She stared at me, eyes glossy. “(Y/N)...I thought it was obvious. I wouldn’t kiss you if I didn’t like you-”

  “Nope, nope nope no, I’ve seen you kiss boys you hate before to get stuff. Bad point.” I interrupted.

  “Yeah, well, none of those boys were you.” She said softly. “I couldn’t use you if I wanted to, (Y/N). I’d inevitably fall in love with you first.”

  “Yeah?” I whispered, the faintest hint of a smile on my face.

  “Yeah.” She whispered back, taking my hands into hers. “I love you, (Y/N). You’re what matters, and I’m so glad to finally be home with you.”

  And then she was kissing me. 

  “Tubular.” I breathed.

  She froze mid kiss, and pulled away. “Seriously?!”

  I grinned, the tension officially melting away. “Sorry. But I’m not wrong. This is pretty tubular.”

  “You’re lucky I like you, (L/N), ‘cause there’s no way I wouldn’t be bullying you right now for saying that otherwise.” Pacifica snorted.

  “Um, actually I think your exact word was ‘love’-” I teased, slinging my arm around her shoulder like I had a million times before.

  She laughed softly and leaned into me, as per usual, and outside the rain poured as it always did in Oregon…

 …Here in this spare room in the Mystery Shack, side by side like we always were… Vulnerable and messy and gorgeous….

  I smiled softly.

  We were home to what mattered at long last.

*******

[chiefatticcreator]

Pacifica Northwest having a date with a handsome older man

She didn't usually date people much older than her. One or two years was fine, three was stretching things, and four was her limit. Usually.

But that man had been so handsome, so charming, stunningly dressed, and so... different, that Pacifia hadn't been able to say no when he had asked her on a date.

And the date itself had been wonderful. they'd gone to a movie, then a restaurant, and the gentleman had acted perfectly throughout! Not one word misplaced, all compliments, barely a look at Pacifica's plungign neckline (looking just enough to make her know he appreciated her outfit and body, but not enough to make it creepy, pervy or unsettling). And finally, the date had reached its end, they had made their way back to the man's house...

And now Pacifica was gettign fucked in his bed. Her face frozen in an expression fo extasy as he fucked her slow and steadily, makign sure she enjoyed herself. Every twitching of her body, every muscle she moved, was trying to convey how much she loved this. His hands were roaming her body perfectly. Each touch sent her in new throes of pleasure, arching her back, pushinh her breasts closer to him. His hands were amazing, his kisses lit fires in her cunt, the way he kissed and licked her breasts made her cry out in pleasure.

And his cock... It was perfect. Not too big as to be painful, but gloriously stretching her insides, rubbing against her g-spot on every other thrus, at a steady and powerful rhythm. Her body rocked back and forth, legs locked behind the gentleman's wait, encouraging him to continue, to make her feel so good, so amazing, to make her cum again and again.

And when the man came, she was filled with his heat, with hsi thick cum. She was in heaven, so pleasured she thought she'd pass out.

It had been the perfect date.

[jasontoddssuper]

My Gravity Falls s/i!

Mathew Northwest, the older brother of Pacifica. He learnt of the monsters in Gravity Falls, and when his parents scolded him for learning of it, he fled and became the Gravity Falls monster hunter: Lavender.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOH

[pinesfamilyguidetotheweird]

Fragmented AU -- Background Info (The Rest of the Zodiac)

Figured it was high time to get with the rest of the Cipher Zodiacs: Soos, Gideon, Pacifica, and Robbie.

Soos...is honestly hardly any different from before, except for now he tries to take on the role of older brother/cousin for the Mystery Twins. Also, a missed opportunity in the show, would gain the interest to become Ford's nephew in conjunction with wanting to be Stan's son.

Gideon does not find the 2nd Journal. From this, I like to think that he never found the gem that gave him telekinetic powers, which I believe he found by way of the Journal. However, he still has the Tent of Telepathy. How is that?

Pacifica is still a stuck up rich girl with a deeeeeeeeeeeeeply hidden heart of gold. In fact, the first person to ever see this side of Pacifica was actually Fiddleford, who was attending a party thrown by the Northwests. Fiddleford had treated Pacifica like a normal child, which she appreciated, though she tried to hide it. She also has a secret friend. (not gonna say who)

Robbie is an aspiring musician and founder of his rock band, the Valentine Tombstones. He is still an insecure jerk and disgruntled by his parents' cheery demeanors despite being morticians. He and Wendy did date before, but Wendy broke up with him. They are still friends, but Robbie has yet to get over Wendy and becomes extremely jealous when he thinks someone has caught her eye, boy or girl.