My cute little front ensemble plays the Gravity Falls theme. :’) (ignore the weird blur in the beginning)
that was awesome
this delights me
shit that’s great!
Series: Gravity Falls
Pairing: Dipper and Mabel Pines
Rating: Clean / Fluff
Summary: Dipper organizes a “secret” date to confess his love for Mabel, after checking and re-checking his mental check-lists, things seem to be going alright until he finally spits it out.
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It all seemed surreal, the crunching of the leaves, how it seemed to blend into white noise against the running streams and occasional ‘caw’ from a crow whose family must have been somewhere near-by. Gravity Falls was by no means a big town, and luckily The Mystery Shack was even more out of the way. The crisp Autumn air that reddened everyone’s noses and ears, leaving them with faint tingles seemed even more satisfying in The Shack’s never ending backyard than it did anywhere else, though Dipper guessed it had something to do with the nostalgia that surrounded him and made him feel warmer than his red flannel coat.
Mabel was, as always, a few yards ahead of him. Gracefully prancing around the leaf-covered forest floor and dancing around the raised tree roots that he supposed should have made her trip, but Mabel despite her air-headed exterior danced around without a care in the world. Her feet crunching the leaves below her as she hopped and galloped in circles around the trees. Dipper sighed at the sight, wishing he could slip into that state of mind even for a second. Instead of spinning in circles and running around admiring the beauty of the forest Dipper often lost himself in the seriousness of his mind. Every tree seemed to remind him of one thing or another, whether it was a good memory or something less of that. His brows furrowed as his eyes left his care-free twin to watch his feet as he found himself avoiding a few potholes and roots.
“Hey, Dippy!” Mabel called, his attention immidately flocking to her.
“Why don’t we take a break, have that lunch? I’m starved!”
Dipper nodded, and took a few larger-than-normal steps to catch up to her. They where already at the spot they always ate at, a good 2 miles north west from The Shack. Dipper was smart enough that a few years back he marked the trees around them with a knife, carefully mapping the way too and from their secret sanctuary. Over the years it bacame more home-y, Mabel and Dipper brought out old lawn furnature and a tent or two, combining them into an over-sized slightly awkward looking shelter between two trees. If they weren’t the ones to build it, it would look more like a hammock than it did a tent, but it was a place to take refuge from any sun or weather if needed.
It was decorated with garland and long strings of beads, curtosy of Mabel of course. Dipper took some liberties as well, making a sign to stick out-front that simply read “Mystery Twins Headquarters” in a few oddly-chosen not so matching paint colors. He also managed to haul out an old trunk, that they decided to be their ‘treasure chest’ and to this day, was filled with silly trinkets and odd-finds they’d gathered out here in the woods.
The twins stood infront of their fortress with hands on their hips, staring at it in all it’s glory. Dipper slid off his backpack and took a few steps forwards, spinning around and looking at everything as it was.
“It’s exactly how we left it,” he whispered, a hint of relief in his voice.
“Of course! Who else would’ve come out here, anyway?” Mabel replied teasingly while grabbing her brother’s heavy bag and hauling it over to place it ontop of their treasure trunk. She started to empty the contents, using the old tattered box as a table. A few sandwhiches, neatly stacked. 4 bottles of water, 2 small bags of potato chips and a few granola bars. A typical Dipper-made lunch.
“Where’s all the junk food, doofus?”
“You have junk food, there’s a bag of chips for you.” Dipper turned to her with an unamused expression, rolling his eyes as he walked over and grabbed one of his sandwhiches, unwrapping it as he flopped down ontop of his designated lawnchair. Mabel soon after mirroring his actions. They sat in silence for a while, Dipper’s wide hazel eyes examining every detail of their childhood hang-out.
i think this is how i feel most of the time
i got u balloons
omg you are so cute
i got u a cat
i made you a cake
got u a party hat for the party for u
hello friend i bring u anime
I brought happy music :D
THIS IS THE HAPPIEST POST EVER IM SMILING SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR MAKING THIS LONELY GIRL HAPPY
This is so beautiful and it made my day im spreading this as much as possible
This is an example of how tumblr is indeed a good thing and not a bad influence
i got an anon request for a Gravity Falls/circus au but… i dont think this is what they were talking about… :)
(also i feel like i should mention finikinn’s freakshow au because its waaay more awesome..) 8)