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I am tragically upset right now the cesty works archive has been either deleted or taken down I'm not sure. I'm really bummed out so just to help my mood I'm gonna draw some more stuff and update my fics.
Okay Iâm in a cesty romance mood so imma dump some photos wip and some writings for yâall nasties
Here's another thing that was supposed to go along with the fic that I was gonna leave in drafts but I thought you'd guys would appreciate it so heres a really cute Mable
Okay so of course writing this fic that is taking wayyyyy longer than anticipated but just to be an early Xmas present for you cesty bitches here's some drawings that are supposed to go along with it. I swear I will upload it tonight.

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I will have a few things to uploaded tonight aghhhhh kinda excited
I swear I didn't abandon this blog I just am editing a few fics I have in drafts and cleaning up some drawings to go along with them.
It was Friday night. Twin time was always scheduled for them to stay up as late as possible. It was always the best to look forward to. Especially after an awful week. Finals were coming up and Mable was definitely not feeling it. Though the mighty Dipster helped her of course. Tutored the crap outta her brain. Enough to make her feel prepped for the finals but she still wasnât a hundreds percent. But none of that mattered. She just wanted to relax with her bro-bro and have a great night like always. The ârents told them yesterday they werenât going to be home until Monday having a little getaway. This meant for a great playlist. As soon as she got home from school she started her playlist. Some of it was from her crush playlist she listened to when she needed to get some feels out with a lil help of music. It was just her process. But there were some solid hits on there she couldnât pass up listening to. No matter the occasion. She checked her phoneâs lock screen that illuminated the numbers 9:30 PM. Time to be the snack brigade. Even if that was a one Mabel job.
Mabel knew the usual menu for their night. Nachos in the huge bowl with as much cheese as the bowl can contain. The frosted cookies that have no real flour but tasted good enough to eat ten of them in one sitting. Pitt soda they always have stacked in the mini fridge in the garage she had to haul into the living room on the floor. A few candy bags they already picked out from the store a few days before. Gummy koalas they had a least three packages. Maybe if she was in the willing mood sheâd share half a bag with him. She laid it all down on the coffee table as she grabbed the remote for the tv. Changing the input for their old wii. They havenât played in ages but golly was it fun to play when they were younger. She heard Dipper talk a few weeks ago about how he never beat her at bowling. Claiming that she knew a wii bowling cheat somehow all these years. She wouldnât break his heart admitting to the truth he just sucked at the release button. She giggled at herself as she connected the wires into the back of the tv. A click from the front door to her brother coming home on time as always. He smirks, âWow Mable youâve outdone yourself yet again.â He glances at the food displayed then turning to the tv. âAwe man you better not play bowling all night.â He throws his bag to the floor while slipping off his shoes shoving them to the side. He grabs a controller with a determined look. âListen bro if you canât take heat get outta the kitchen.â She points a finger towards their actual kitchen with the controller wrapped in the rest of her fingers. Dipper canât help himself, âOh take some of your own advice hot pants.â She grins stretching to get herself limber. They already pick bowling and smirk determinedly at one another.
An hour has already passed. âUgh god Mabel teach me. This has to be rigged itâs impossible to win without cheating.â She laughs with her stomach shaking, âListen dear brother-o-mine. You just suck at wii bowling and must accept fate that I queen of wii bowling thy Mabel is superior than thy loser Dipper.â He huffs on her direction but sheâs already moved on to putting on some sweet jams. She grabs a small speaker shaped like a panda with his ears and stomach where the speaker booms out whatever she plays. Tapping the screen of her phone as music starts off with an icon beat recognized soon as it plays. âOh my glob. Câmon this is so good you gotta come dance with the dancinâ queen.â He grins upward at her from sitting against the couch on the floor. âThe queen at dancing too, gosh I just canât win can I?â She chuckles, âNot a chance dippy-drop.â Sheâs inching her hand out to pull him. They inch towards the part where the kitchen meets the living room. Enough room for them to move around in. She sets Dipper to one side of the room and goes back to the other. She starts to stretch her legs out striding very slowly. Getting closer and closer to him as she makes a sultry face. She mouths, âOh I wanna dance with somebody, I wanna feel the heat with somebody.â He canât help but play along and mouth along as well throwing his head back waiting for her to get closer to him. Sheâs now shimming to the beat still badly lip sinking as expressive as possible. As soon as their faces meet he catches her off guard.
He laces her fingers with his in one quick motion before she can register it. He swings her round having her back go onto his chest. Another quick turn around and sheâs face to face with him. Whew, where the heck did these moves come from. He then pushes her out with his arm still laced in herâs now with her grip tight as well. She notices his temples starting to bead sweat but he doesnât show any sign of stopping. He gives himself enough room and leans Mabel far back. His grip is tight enough on her lower back and strong enough of a stance she is secure in his grip. She instinctively wraps her arms around his neck. They just glance into one anotherâs eyes. Dipperâs face turns bright crimson with his sweat on his forehead becomes prominent. He swallows hard before bringing his sister back up to a standing positon. He rubs hard on the back of his neck while trying to hide his face into his hat. âI uh gotta run to the um bathroom Iâll be back in a sec.â Mabel airily replies,âOkay.â
She sits on the couch almost still like. She canât put her finger on why heâs acting like that or what just happened. We weâre just dancing right? Sure he was putting down some moves that could swoon and sweep someone right off their feet. But this is the Dipster. The awkward gawker walker. He was probably just trying to practice. But why did he get embarrassed ? Heâs got not-a-thang to be ashamed of. Swear to it if some guy did that to weâd be in smooch town about now. Oh wait- shush Mabel not now. Any gal would be lucky to have broshep. He is the the hot trot boy around town. He has all that manly scruff and gosh the hair he has IS EVERYWHERE now but itâs not unattractive its a nice look. She stops herself from thinking further. The too much complimenting on her twin brothers appearance was enough to make her blink twice. She noticed it but never did she say to herself what she thought about it. Now the possibility of it being considered attractive felt like crossing a boundary that was kinda never crossed. She didnât want to. It has an odd feeling about it. But the longer she was left alone the more it took hold of her thoughts. He was really putting the work in. God that dip was dipping fantastic. The way he held her she never felt before. That grip. She bit her lip replaying the feeling and move he did over and over. It was tight hold but lingering just in the right place to make her limp. She never had that happen from any of her little flings. This was new territory for her. For some reason her brother was giving her this almost new yet a familiar feeling at the same time. She hated to acknowledge any of this. Nope no way shush you are just too caught up in the dancin moves and the music that is all ya lil silly brain. She was almost taunting herself. If that was the case then why are you gripping the couch to keep not from floating away. Why are you freaked out if nothing happened? Why canât you drop this?
She hears her brothers feet walk down the stairs. âH-hey Mabes. Sorry about that uh thing I just got a little carried away.â She looks at him. He is twiddling his thumbs back n forth waiting for her to reply breaking the silence. She can see his face is still beat red. All she can mange is a soft, âNo worries. It was nice. Very uh sweet.â Sheâs never had an issue talking to her brother. Why is she stumbling on her words now. âWhew Iâm a lil winded from all thatâŚstuff so imma head to bed.â He shows a worried brow but it turns to him nodding slowly picking up the food. He swooshâs her hand away. âItâs alright Mabes you look a lil tired go ahead Iâll take care of it.â She makes a shrug, âThanks bro-bro.â She grabs her phone and speaker that still plays as she quietly closes her bedroom door. Her fluorescent lights in her room are twinkling hues of pinks and purples. She sets her phone and speaker to the end of her bed as she sits there quietly. She canât help but stare at the floor where her knee high socks in blue and orange neon colors of gummy worm design are bouncing bursting of color against the beige shaggy carpet. She bites her lip again. She can hear a same tune of a song she listens too fondly when sheâs having a crush. Her one finger starts to pick at her thumbâs skin. She starts to hear out of her speaker, âJust a sweet sweet fantasy babyyyy.â Her imagination takes her mind for a ride as she replays Dipper dipping her down to then him leaning in for a kiss. She stares at the wall in shock. This canât be happening. She begs her mind to stop but she keeps seeing him kissing her. Her body can only will her to stare at the wall that is bare. She is left terrified of herself.
Maybe when I'm finished I'll publish it who the hell knows

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It's kinda wild how I was so committed to this fandom/ship that i have the secret special links to docs of all the good cesty pics and fics written all throughout the years. It's like I'm patting my young self on the back for keeping me happy now.
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The Ninety-Five Theses of Pinecest Appreciation
I never ship characters, either in canon or in fanon, in the sense of advocating for a certain pairing. But I like romance and seeing characters get together if it tells a good story. And Pinecest makes for such great drama. Thereâs just so much that can go wrong from falling in love with your sibling. Thereâs the usual denial, guilt, and self-doubt right off the bat once one of them starts having these unbidden feelings for their twin. I think it would manifest differently in each of them: Dipper, who doesnât have a lot of relationship experience, would worry that heâs turning into a desperate freak because heâs too pathetic to have any success with other girls. Mabel would probably see it as more of an outside affliction, a pattern of crazy thoughts that she canât keep out of her head, until she comes to terms with it. Both of them might worry that the platonic love they already have for the other is just a rationalization to justify their sexual attraction.
Both of them would be terrified of the otherâs potential reaction. And they have so much to lose, because they already have a really good, close relationship and you canât just go back to normal after dropping a bomb like âI love youâ if it isnât reciprocated. Theyâd both worry that the other one would back off from hearing how they really feel about them, and their existing relationship would suffer as they try to put some distance between them to dispel/ignore the awkwardness. Each of them might try to put some distance between them anyway, to try to clear their heads and avoid giving something away that would freak out their sibling. Itâs such great irony that after everything theyâve already survived, and all the stuff that could have put a rift between them but didnât, that the thing that feels like it might drive them apart for good is loving the other one too much, or at least loving them in the wrong kind of way.
Then of course thereâs worrying about what their parents would think if they found out, or their friends, or the other kids at school. And thatâs not a problem that goes away even when they realize their feelings for each other are mutual, because unlike a lot of romantic setups, this one canât be resolved just by saying âGet over it and get together already.â Overcoming their fear and finding out they arenât going to lose each other over these crazy feelings and deciding they WANT to be in love is only the beginning of the story.
Because once theyâre together, they have to keep it a secret from everybody. And itâs not as simple as just deciding to never deliberately tell anyone. The small, nonverbal gestures they make without thinking about it could betray their secret: holding hands for too long in public, too many glances at dinner, looking too eager to meet each other in the hallways after class. There may be one or two jokes that catch them off guard, and whether they had genuine suspicion behind them or not, it would rattle them pretty badly and theyâd have to start paying more attention to how they behave around others and learn to clamp down on anything suspicious. Part of what makes it such good drama is that even when theyâre alone, every display of affection, every kiss, every sexual encounter carries a sense of danger behind it. And, not coincidentally, it makes the sex REALLY hot for both them and the reader, since they must be completely crazy for each other if theyâre willing to take the risk.
And itâs not just the risk of being discoveredâthereâs also the risk of one or both of them winding up not liking it once they go past a certain point, and things turning weird from then on. But thereâs also the risk associated with them not turning away, and deciding they really like it and want to continue. I bet thinking about that possibility would act as a latent fear while theyâre still sorting things out early on. It would be incredibly scary to think that a romantic, sexual relationship with your sibling is something you actually want, and they also want, because once they realize that about both of them, thereâs no more room for denial or rationalization. Itâs here, theyâve acted on it, and now they have to decide what to do about that.
Despite this being a crackship, I can identify three elements to their relationship that make a romantic connection, if not exactly likely, then still enough within the realm of possibility that I donât dismiss it on sight, and am actually really intrigued by it. The first is the really strong bond they already share. The twins bond in a way that most siblings donât, and even in a way that most lovers donât. Theyâre more than brother and sister: theyâre best friends, theyâre each otherâs closest ally. Their shared adventures and experiences have tested them and molded their character; theyâve learned to depend on each other, and that they can depend on each other; they fill in the missing facets of each otherâs personalities and help the other do what they canât do on their own. A lot of people in a relationship will say their partner will have their back through anything; itâs something else entirely to know the person you count on will have your back because theyâve already been there while dealing with monsters and maniacs and phenomena that would make most peopleâs brains break. Dipper already knows that his sister can figure out how to save him from a possessing demon; Mabel knows her brother will dive off a cliff to save her from a kidnapper driving a giant robot. And thereâs always just the normal, everyday emotional support that follows things like romantic rejection or a crappy day.
The second element is trauma. A lot of their adventures have been lighthearted and fun, but a few of them definitely havenât. Thereâs been kidnapping by cultists and almost being eaten by zombies and dream demons stealing bodies and whatever the heck is coming down the pike with Weirdmageddon. I imagine itâs worse for Dipper, but it left scars on both of them. Thereâs no one else in the world that theyâll be able to relate better to about everything theyâve been through and everything thatâs hurt and scared them. They can talk to them, they never have to worry they wonât believe them, and theyâll understand because they went through it too, and theyâll never try to explain away their feelings. Theyâll just accept the other person and their feelings for what they are, and be there and support the other when theyâre feeling vulnerable or hurt, because they know their twin will do the exact same thing for them when they feel down.
The third element is fear. Given their incredibly strong twin bond, and the way that siblings naturally drift apart, I think both of them harbor some latent fear that despite everything theyâve accomplished with their relationship, theyâll lose it just by the natural process of growing up. Living apart, meeting new people, forming new bonds, outgrowing old roles. Seeing less of each other and spending less time together. Theyâve survived a lot of things that could have ended their relationship by resulting in one of them dying, but what if their relationship were to end anyway by the unstoppable and normal progression of time? It terrifies them both to think about how it may dissolve on its own accord, given how much theyâve done for each other and how much they still need each other. It chills them to think about what it means for love, for bonds, for people in general if two people could go through all that and still grow apart. If they didnât have each other in their lives, then they would be alone in certain ways that could never be filled, no matter who else they let in. They need each other, they want to spend time together, they want to experience life together. And it hits them, even before falling in love enters the mix, that they want to be in each otherâs lives until they naturally come to an end. And they come to realize, piece by piece, that the things most people look for in a partner can already be found in their twin: the ability to confide in someone, understanding each otherâs quirks and bullshit and likes and vulnerabilities, trusting them with their secrets and knowing they wonât run away. All of this makes for a really strong, positive, enduring platonic relationship. And it might not have ever gone beyond that, but once the feelings of being in love and, yes, sexual attraction start to appear, itâs not such a ridiculous premise anymore. You can almost look at it and say âYeah. This makes sense.â
But itâs not something that comes easily. Even beyond the effort of keeping it a secret, there are all the things it costs them to be in a relationship, and a hidden one at that. They canât get married. They canât raise a family. They canât share their happiness with anyone else, hear a friend say âIâm so happy for you two!â or beam with pride when they bring somebody home that Mom and Dad approve of. They always have to act mysterious when dealing with peopleâs questioning attitudes, and it isnât questions like âAre they banging?â Itâs questions like âAre they okay?â âAre they lonely?â Dipper gets questions about where this new upbeat attitude is coming from, and he has to shrug and dismiss them with a bullshit non-answer. Mabel has to deal with people asking why she suddenly isnât so interested in boys anymore, or, depending on the circumstances preceding her relationship with Dipper, why she broke up with her previous boyfriend, and she canât offer an explanation. People worry about them, and it hurts that they canât tell anybody that theyâre fine, that theyâre better than fine, because it would violate their secret. The world of outside relationships, both individual and mutual, grows smaller and murkier as they accumulate more and more that they can never tell anyone else, that they have to work to keep a constant secret. Dipper and Mabel will always have to be on guard around the people who care about them. They have to restrain their affection towards each other when theyâre with friends and family to avoid giving anything away. They may even back away from the level of sibling affection they used to demonstrate with each other as an extra level of caution. They may grow nervous around other people, and, if not overtly resent them, then at least start avoiding them more and more out of plain discomfort. They also lose the benefit of emotional support from other people if their relationship ever enters a rocky patch. They canât talk about it with anybody except in really vague terms, and anyone who knew them well enough might figure out what they really meant. Their relationship with each other weighed against their relationships with other people begins to feel like a zero-sum game: either they distance themselves from loved ones, or they deny their true feelings for each other. And while theyâd almost certainly decide to put up walls around other people instead of their twin, the possibility still takes up space in their minds. And theyâd feel especially guilty about the idea, because they wouldnât just be denying themselves; theyâd be denying their sibling the affection and closeness they want and need. Neither of them would be okay with cutting off their twin just because they feel afraid.
What I love about the drama in Pinecest is that it doesnât feel contrived. Itâs one of the few romantic premises I can remember that could be billed as âdark and dangerousâ and I would take that seriously.
I think the only sensible ultimate outcome for their relationship is to end. That red and white comic where they break upâthe one that begins with Mabel saying âIâm sorryââis my favorite out of everything in the whole fandom. We donât know why theyâve decided to end their relationship, but we can take a guess. The strain of secrecy and isolation has been wearing on them. Theyâve looked ahead, even had conversations about their future if they stay together: a lifetime of hiding, of worrying, of compromised relationships with other people, of always being dishonest with the people they love. When they were starting out, the secrecy and danger were legitimately exciting. But now that theyâre a little older, and theyâve gotten used to hiding from peopleâhell, theyâve gotten good at hiding from peopleâit feels like a prison theyâve built for themselves. The danger isnât exciting anymore, but oppressive. They know that either one day theyâll be found out, and thereâll be hell to pay, plus interest once everybody figures out why theyâve been acting so strangely for years; or that theyâll live with the fear of that happening for the rest of their lives.
Or to really twist the knife, theyâll realize they donât necessarily have to live with it for the rest of their lives, but just until the end of certain other peopleâs lives. Grunkle Stan, their parentsâthe people who would care about the nature of their relationship will die off one by one, and though it would mean freedom to be what they want to be, neither of them wants anybody to die just so they can live without fear. Mabel would probably voice that objection first, in one of several heart-rending conversations they have during those nights when it occurs to them what theyâre giving up by being together. In a panic, they may consider moving awayâpacking up and leaving for a distant city where nobody knows them, nobody knows their history, and they could behave however they wanted around the new friends theyâd make. But it would mean leaving behind family and the friends they already have, and it would rip their hearts in twoâMabelâs especially, and Dipper knows sheâd take it badly. And there still would be secrets to keep, and fronts to put up: Do they change their names? Do they pretend to be married, with wedding rings and a phony marriage certificate and everything? No matter what they chose, theyâd always have some element of lying laid over the entirety of their lives. And even though nobody in their new town would know who they were, if they got close enough to them, they might find something amiss with their story and uncover the truth; and then Dipper and Mabel would have to reset by packing up again and running to another place where nobody knew them. A life of being enigmatic and hiding the truth from everyone isnât what they had in mind when they decided to call themselves the Mystery Twins!
So the Pines twins will almost certainly break up. But itâs okay. Itâs really okay. Even though this is a crazy crackship, them being in love was never the point. The sexual attraction was never the point, nor the transgressive thrill, nor even the angst and drama that unfolds from all of it. The point is happiness. Pinecest is about the two of them being together in whatever way they want or need to be. The relationship was never the goal; preserving their BOND was the goal. Happiness is the goal. The attraction they felt for each other was almost an obstacle, in its own way. And they know now, after all of this, that the bond between them is stronger than ever. That theyâll ALWAYS have each other. This relationship tested them more than anything theyâve ever been through, and even as they step into a future that looks a little more uncertain, and will have a little bit less of each other in it, their belief in their bond is stronger than ever. Itâs something that goes beyond being twins, or friends, or lovers. They may not know exactly how to describe it, and they donât know whatâs going to happen next, but they do know the two of them will be all right.
Happiness is the goal. Ultimately, this is all about two people doing whatever it takes to make them happy. When they fell in love and decided to stay that way, and when the pain of being together led them to break up, they did it because it felt like the right thing to do, in both times, in both moments. And looking back, it seems obvious that their relationship couldnât have lasted forever. It had to end someday, but it was still better for both of them to take that risk and go down that road and grow together, than it would have been to deny their feelings and never done anything about it at all. And what do you say about something thatâs doomed to end, but absolutely still worth doing? Well, thatâs pretty much life, isnât it?
(Thank you for hearing me out if you made it through all of this. I really enjoy the art you make for this fandom, and I wanted to show my appreciation.)
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Canât not reblog this. Perfect explanation of the allure of this ship.
I loved this so much. And essay that may not be ever forgotten.

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This is my first ever official drawing on pinecest I have ever made. Kinda weird after years of following this ship but better now than never. HIGH Key inspo from the grand master DP cause they are the fucking shit. Anyways here is Mable happy crying.
Spill it
This is my very first thing Iâve written for this ship publicly. Just some random fic after their graduation party from senior year and Dipper is a freaking dork and wants to plan a special thing yada yada. This is more Mable perspective but a few of Dipperâs as well.
The sky is swarmed with hues of blues and pinks crashing into one another showing the slightest hint of purple. Both backs flattened against the grassy meadow floor. They lay intertwined as they gaze upon the sky shifting from day to night. Mable was in awe. Dipper planned this special twin time that she wasnât even told about. She was surprised he had any time to plan anything. He became so wrapped up in college essays and applications he hadnât allotted enough time for twin time. She understood though. Her head lying on her brother's shoulder sneaking a few looks at his jawline with scruff. Gosh, when did dip-dop get all manly man over here? She smirks but feels her face flush. His arm tightens around her middle as he keeps his face sternly upward to the stars. Her frame molds into his side. Naturally, Mable lays her hand softly onto his chest. She can feel the sparse chest hair as she draws small circles with her index finger. She looks up again to steal another look at her brother. His face reddened with droplets of sweat beading down from his forehead to his temples and downward.
Her face scrunched in dismay. What is going on with him ? Why is he making that my-brain-is-gonna-explode-face? Mable decides to break the confusing tension lifting her head propped by her hand. Her head overtops his. Less than an inch away. She's taking in every part of her brother now. Okay, wow. How have I never noticed how friggin handsome he is. Geez gimme a dollop of that manly dippin sauce. Though she gives herself a brow questioning why the hell she's getting all hot over her bro she ignores it. Focus Mable girl focus. Rationalizing it's just simply admiration for her twin and nothing more. In a tone of concern with her fingers pressing deeper into his chest, "So what's going on in that nerd brain?" Dipper is at loss for words. He tries not to make eye contact in order to let any words escape his mouth. Giving out a terrible fake chuckle, "What are you talking about Mabes ?" Mable begins to roll her eyes with a disgruntled sigh. "Dip we have been through this. You know that I can tell when something is off with you. Now spill the beans." She does a fake flick in the air demanding the beans must be spilled. He sighs as he lifts himself from the ground. Both of them sat crisscrossed staring at each other. Mable feels a churn in her stomach. Aghhh Dipperson sir you are causing so much not good feels. What could you possibly say that'd make you act like such a sweaty dork? Besides his usual sweaty self. He puts his head in his hand. Burrowing as much as possible to become invisible. She can't watch her brother like this. "Dipper what's wrong?" She started to think it must be school. Going to college next month in different states farther than they've ever been from each other. "Dip I-" but she stopped to find her brother lifting his head with his eyes darting at her.
His eyes are dark but glassy. There are pricks of droplets on the ends of his eyes. He is on the verge of crying but passionately determined. He whispers leaning inward, "Just please don't freak out." She doesn't register his words as he cups her cheeks pressing his lips against hers. Her mind is ablaze. She doesnât pull away. She letâs it linger for as long as she can have this moment. She knows this is not okay normal twin activities. The idea of actually realizing why this is continuing on her behalf she canât think about right now. Naturally her lips take his in. Softly suckling his bottom lip into her mouth. Dipper is now holding his breath trying not to breathe through his nose to hard and ruin this moment. Mable pulls away as her lids are low sheepishly. The twins take in the deepest breathe they may have ever taken. So deep they can both feel the tightness in their chests. He looks at her in shame. Mabel canât watch a second more of that face. She wants whatever he is giving her more than she can admit. She pulls him in by his shoulders kissing him hard and frantic. He lets his sister do whatever he wants to her. He is just thankful she isnât running away. He could be shitting his pants and throwing up his intestines. In the insane almost impossible realm of possibility that isnât happening. She is here. With him. Grateful sheâs giving back what he couldnât even imagine would come to fruition. Her rump cushioned in his lap as she wriggles her legs around his waist. She pulls herself away to breathe. Where the heck in the hoot did all this pent up kissage for dip n dops come from? THIS IS HER TWIN. WHat is going on with you Mable girl? She gets lost in her mind for a moment trying to string together her impulsive desires. A familiar hand reaches out to move strands of hair from her face to the back of her ear. His hand falls back to her cheek. His thumb is coarse from the calluses heâs developed over the years but its comforting as he rubs her cheek.
Grabbing at his hand her eyes become watery. She is feeling so many emotions it becomes overwhelming. Dipper stares at her with admiration but sees the tears form in her eyes. He starts to imagine forcing a giant boulder overhead of himself to crush him. Of course your sister would not be okay making out with you. You nasty perverted stupid moron. âMa-Mable Iâm so sorry I didnât mean for thisâŚoh god I-â He stops to his sister laughing as she wipes away her tears. âDipper, its okay. I um haha how do I say thisâŚ. I frigging liked it okay.â She shrugs her shoulders not sure how to act about any of this. Itâs not like there is a guide book for this exact situation. She sniffles, âI am just feelin a lot of feels right now. Most of âem are real good tho. Whew yea.â He sighs relief but still notes the uncertainty she is feeling. âO-okay so uh does that mean we are goodâŚis this good? Are we all around good?â She widens her eyes. Oh crap-a-doodle. She has to give him a straight answer or he is gonna die in not knowing. Câmon Mabes give an answer ya know he will take. â Dip, we are good. Twins good.â She bites her lip knowing she needs to address the actual thing he wants answered. âAs for this neeeeewwww stuff umâŚitâs good. Maybe we shouldnât but uh yeah dippy I am down to clown all the way around town.â She smirks at herself reassuring that this is uh new but also okay. Okay enough to enjoy right now in this moment. She canât think about the future it will be too much to spoil the moment.
Dipper is biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. âWow alright this uh yeah this is really happening.â He smiles ear to ear. He knows this is really bad. He knows all the possible repercussions. God has he mulled them over after rubbing one out to her. He KNOWS. But he just canât care enough. He is too wrapped up in his sisters embrace and warmth to even think anything outside of this perfect moment. They giggle at each other as they peck kisses back n forth. Playing a game of stealing back kisses. Itâs nice. Silly even. They fall back to the ground laying next to each other face to face. An alarm rings in the background but he grabs it to dismiss. Nothing else matters. Just him and her.