using you for pleasure.

max would never admit it to most of his friends now, but he was really into minecraft. he loved the soft music, and the way he could just create things from nothing. on the internet it seemed to be the only place he could comfortably make friends. it was actually the only place he had ever had a successful interaction with a pretty girl. that being his short lived internet girlfriend, mabel pines. it was long distance and they never got to meet in person, but max was smitten to bits with her. whenever they would talk on facetime, max could never wipe the smile off his face, even hours after they would hang up. however, like all things, it had to end. it was too innocent and naive to ever last long. his one and only girlfriend was his minecraft girlfriend. he could never tell that to his homies. it was these memories that had been floating through his brain when he heard a sound he was likely to never forget. “mabel?” he froze where he was, brows furrowing as he looked around for the source of one of the most playful things he had ever heard. following the sound of her laughter he turned a corner, to be met with her bright smile, “holy shit, is that you mabel?” he asked, old smile taking over his face. // @mvbells​

“It could be true. But I have to know what made him think like that. Did he have any proof why?” He asked. Then, he looked more to Mabel and she didn’t look the same. In a way that she looked down and not has happy she is always is “Mabel…Are you okay?”

full name mabel ariel pines

preferred name/nickname mabe, mabes, mabey

generally referred to as mabel

MABES TO BLONDE DEVIL 👿

“oh yeah, lemme get my grappling hook to vibe check~”

“i would eat dum dum pops!! because there’s a lot of different flavors. does that count?”

“I never thought about it…” Dewey admitted. He was so busy trying to know what was happening in that city, that some theories never came to is mind or ears “But why he thinks that?” He asked Mabel and after that, he looked around, not seeing Dipper “Where is your brother?”

“he thinks they shot the moon landing in a studio,” she replied, and shrugged. “dunno. he’s been sorta all over the place recently.” she rested her head in her hands. “back to the moon thing, he thinks they hired actors and stuff to pretend to be astronauts so america could beat russia in the space race thingy or whatever.”

childish or not, he was thrilled that she liked his stupid pun “it’s your namesake, do whatever you want with it. your world, babe, i’m just living in it.” he himself was planning on going home. maybe watching some netflix, catching up on some sleep, but.. “we should grab some hot chocolate instead. yeah?” caught. but the joke was so worth it “i know some people who know you. you’re hard to forget.” and pacifica had made fun of her stupid sweaters to him for a good chunk of time last week “louie. my name’s louie.”

the only good thing that came out of seeing mabel so often past that dreaded summer her and her sibling first arrived was that with each summer pacifica perfected more ways to really dig deep into mabel. at first it was mindless insults, things that would hurt anyone. she didn’t really know the girl, all she knew was that she didn’t like her. now it felt like an infinite amount of summers had gone by with mabel pines apart of it and with each time she got to know her more, thus getting to know more about what made her tick. pacifica couldn’t even hold back a laugh at mabels pathetic retort, her hand flying over her mouth to try and muffle the cackle escaping her. “you got in for art. aw, baby, isn’t that so sweet. it’s just going to be so sad when you turn in your first assignment and get sent back home because they realized you’re completely and utterly talentless. i just might cry for you.” her laughter didn’t cease, a wide smile painted on her face at just how easy this all was, and how great it made her feel. “you know mabel, that would hurt a lot more if i was someone who cared about others feelings, yet i clearly don’t and you know that, so thanks for just further proving how dumb you really are.”

mabel didn’t like to be mean. she tried to actively avoid it as much as she could. but there was something about pacifica that threw all of mabel’s ethics out the window. she wanted to rub things in her stupid, rich, blonde face, but she suppressed that feeling. she didn’t want to stoop to her level. after years and years, almost a whole decade, of dealing with pacifica each summer, mabel knew the best way to get her, is to show that her insults meant nothing. if dipper was with her, it would be easier to do that. but since he was currently MIA, mabel had to toughen up and try to weather the insults herself. “okay, pacifica,” the curly haired girl replied, rolling her eyes at her attempt. her insecurities didn’t lie in the talents, mabel knew she was more than capable when it came to art, but it was when intelligence was brought in. she knew she wasn’t the smartest but she had heart, and empathy, things pacifica didn’t, or at least refused to, show. “i’m sorry, pacifica, i don’t think i can hear you over the sound of my family caring about me,” she retorted, folding her arms across her chest. that was a ruthless dig, she knew, and she knew she was going to feel really bad about saying it later. but for now, mabel stood her ground, staring up at the other with furrowed brow. “you don’t scare me.”