Billdip Week

And another Week has come to an end, as always, has been a great pleasure and honor to have contributed to this fandom ヾ|*ﾟ∀ﾟ*| And I hope to continue here in the future. Thank you very much to everyone.

On this day I agree, in my house I have two trees, and when the leaves fall I like to pile them and lie about them. My mom gets angry but what you can do, this is my life.

Notes and Warnings: I just realized that I had not used my seven spawns, is never a bad time ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ What can I say? I have a soft spot for a happy family. And very seldom I write from Bill’s POV.

Sleeping on leaves.

Hay Ride:

“No way.”

Dipper had just revealed a petite tractor with a trailer attached, covered with a dozen bales of hay. Mabel and Pacifica waved from the tractor, Pacifica sending a wink over to Bill. Bill’s face was priceless, as Dipper watched. His golden eyes were wide in amazement and his smile was almost reaching his ears. He clasped his hands in front of himself, and he was clearly speechless, for once.

He turned to Dipper. “You’re serious? A hay ride? That’s so cliché.” Dipper smirked. “You seem to like it,” he stated. Bill stook his tongue out and walked to the tractor. “So you guys were in on this?” Pacifica nodded and Mabel voiced her words. “We went apple picking yesterday, so we decided to help you guys out on your date. Also. Dipper as to help me with my work from now on.”

Bill chuckled at that. “So let’s get going, shall we?” Dipper suggested, offering a hand out to Bill. They climbed onto the trailer together and sat in the middle with the perfect view of the orchards. Pacifica started the truck, and they lurched forward, Dipper pointing out places as they passed.

“And right there, three years ago, Mabel threw a stone at an apple, missed the entire thing, and the rock flew right back at me. I had a bump for a month.” Bill laughed and rested on his elbows. “This is fun. Thanks for today, Pine Tree.” “It was nothing, Bill. It’s just you’ve been doing so much for me lately, I thought I should show you a great date.”

Bill grinnned and leaned forward, pecking Dipper on the lips. “You’re awesome. And you don’t need to pay me back in anyway. Date or anything. Even if it is a boatload of fun.” Dipper smiled sheepishly. “I’m glad you liked it. I hope we do something like this again. It’s really calm and quiet. The best.” Bill nodded in agreement.

Warnings: none. its just fluff.

“Bill! Stop it!” Dipper shouted as the demon began to speed up the horse. Bill was sitting at the front of the wagon urging the horse to go faster with each passing moment.

Dipper however, was on top of the pile of hay, struggling to hang on for dear life.

“Don’t worry, Pine Tree! I’ve got this!”

“YOU OBVIOUSLY DON’T. SLOW DOWN!” Dipper shouted, sputtering as a few stray strands of hay flew into his mouth.

“Did you say speed up? Oh Pine Tree, anything for you~!”

At that, the horse began to go even faster. Dipper practically screamed as the wind began to push him further down the wagon. He grasped desperately at the hay, until finally, Bill had the horse come to an abrupt stop. The sudden stop had Dipper flying forward and landing directly behind Bill, upside down. He groaned, blearily opening his eyes to find himself staring Bill’s face.

The demon gave him a toothy grin, “How’s it hanging?”

“How do you think…? God, I hate you.”

“Oh do you?”

“Yep.”

“I have a feeling I could change your perspective.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. Really.”

Dipper narrowed his eyes, “Then prove it.”

“Gladly,” The demon purred, gracefully lifting up his hand and stroking the side of Dipper’s face, and then he leaned in, giving him an upside down kiss. Dipper’s eyes widened, and he turned beet red, before closing his eyes and kissing back ever so slightly. As soon as Bill drew back however, Dipper ended up falling off of the hay and into the seat. He pulled himself up, sitting beside Bill, staring at him, not sure what to say.

“See? I told you I could change your perspective. You’re right-side up again.”

It took Dipper a moment to process what Bill had said, and when he had, he just groaned, “Nice one. Nice. Real funny.”

Bill smirked, and Dipper just rolled his eyes, before moving a bit closer to him, “If you wanted a kiss you know, you could’ve just asked.”

And it is almost the end of this week, well I’ve never had one of these rides, so I will do my best try.

Notes and Warnings: Lack of experience.

A new ride.

Billdip Week Day 5: Apple Picking

We need more triangle!Bill

Notes and Warnings: mmmmmhhhhh I don’t think so. Domestic Life.

Apples!

Billdip week day 4, Autumn Forest walk

“T-Thanks for the Jacket and the Scarf, but you didn’t have to-”

“what do you mean of course i do “have to”, You’re MY fake boyfriends after all”

“B-but we’re alone out-”

“None of that nonsense”

“B-But B-Bill…the scarf was enough..”

“I like seeing you in my clothes, there, happy? is that so hard to ask you to do without complaining all the damn time Pine Tree?”

-Dipper blushes-

Autum forest walk:

“I’m bored.”

Dipper rolled his eyes at Bill. “You’re always bored, Bill.” “Not true. Sometimes I’m hungry. Anyways. Let’s do something.” Dipper finally looked up from his book. “Like what?” Bill shrugged. “Let’s go for a walk. The leaves probably fell off already, and don’t you think autumn is the most romantic season to take a walk in?” Dipper huffed.

“Fine. Let’s go for a walk, Mr Romance.” Bill grinned and got up from his seat on the bed. He got up and rummaged around in Dipper’s closet. He finally dragged a blue sweater out from hiding and proceeded to stuff Dipper’s arms into it. “Nice sweater paws, Pine Tree. You’re so adorable!” He cooed.

Dipper pouted at the blonde. “Just put on your sweater and let’s go, prick.” Bill chuckled and put on his yellow striped sweater. He grabbed Dipper’s hand and pulled him down the stairs and out the shack. They walked to the forest path and continued on, fingers intertwined and a comfortable silence between them.

Ever so often, Bill would chuckle and stomp on a fallen leaf, amused with the crunch it made, which would make Dipper snort, and roll his eyes at the childishness. They only turned back when the sun started to set and the air got even chillier.

“It’ll be datk soon, Bill.” “Yeah.” “Did you bring your phone?” “‘Course. It’s in my pocket.” Bill reached into his pant pocket, expecting to find his phone, but came up with nothing. “Dipper. I don’t have my phone.” Dipper groaned at the revelation. “I guess we’ll have to run, then. Just don’t fall, Bill.” “Me? You’re the clumsy one. Anyways. Race you.”

Bill took off, heard Dipper start running as well, and ran the direction they came in. It took less time than it had before, and by the time the reached the forest’s edge, the sun had just set. Dipper beat Bill.

“You totally cheated.” Dipper panted as he sat on the porch. “How did I cheat?” He asked his boyfriend. Bill shrugged and gave an explanation. “It was you and Star that made that path. I’m pretty sure you have the advantage.” They both caught their breath and sat side by side on the porch steps. “So you wanna head back in?” Dipper asked.

I love crossovers… That is all.

Notes and Warnings: GF x OTGW. Published from a cellphone 

It is a matter of demons and humans.

Billdip Week Day Four: Autumn Forest Walk

Day 3: Horror Fest (They watch a movie while eating their Halloween candy, or popcorn, or whateves)

Okay. So i understand what horror means, in hind sight this was silly. Its fluff, not even mentions of Dipper or Bill being freaked out. And its short too. But it was late. At least theyre watching movies right? T-T

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Horror Fest:

“So whaddya wanna watch?”

Bill looked at Dipper who was lying beside him. “Netflix.” “Well duh. If we aren’t in the living room we kinda have to watch Netflix.” Bill stuck his tongue out. “I still can’t believe Mabel and Pacifica kicked us out.” “It is her tradition. Watch her halloween shows on a TV. And since there is no TV in her room, then the living room is hers the entire halloween season.” Bill huffed at that.

“So as I said,” Dipper started again. “Whaddya want to watch?” Bill shrugged. “Tim Burton. No Stranger Things, Mabel said it was pretty good. Ooh. Or The Returned. I read the synopses the other day. Pretty intriguing.” Dipper rolled his eyes. “It’s synopSIS, and I have already watched Stranger Things. If The Returned is anything like it, we’ll be watching Tim Burton.”

“Fine. Scaredy cat.” Dipper flicked Bill’s nose and then searched for Tim Burton. “Well, Bill. Turns out there’s only one of his movies on here, so if we wanna watch the others, we gotta find some other place.” Bill groaned but nodded his approval. So the watched The Nightmare Before Christmas.

Once that was finished, they went over to putlocker, and with little difficulties, watched another handful of Tim Burton’s freaky movies. Soon, though, Dipper heard shallow breaths to his side. He looked at his boyfriend after pausing Tim Burton’s Bride, to find the blonde sleeping. Dipper smiled at the cute boy with his mouth slightly ajar. Dipper turned off the laptop and lied back, cuddling up against the taller male.