Fordsy, old pal, your hands are busy with the book? Don't worry, I'll take care of everything myself. See, I'm helping you not to lose your page. Pretty convenient, huh? And you say I'm not good for anything 😇
I'm dying — today I logged into my Instagram and saw a few likes on my ancient Bipper cosplay, lol. Guys… I see you. Hope it's just a random coincidence, because that's honestly kinda creepy ahahahaha
Most people draw Bill like he's some fucking alpha, acting all high and mighty — but come on! Just look at this dummy... This guy is NOT an alpha. He's so easy to humiliate, to crush, to break his fragile ego.
This idea came to me after Valentine's Day, but it wouldn't leave my head and I just really wanted to draw it asap...
So here's what's going on: Dan got flooded with Valentine's cards — someone stuffed them into his locker. When he opened it, they just spilled everywhere.
Mason is lowkey pissed. He didn't get any Valentine's 'cause he has a Girlfriend™ and everyone knows it. Meanwhile Dan's over here drowning in hearts. Yeah, he's jealous. So what. This holiday is absolute bullshit and it can go fuck itself along with all this pink garbage 💝💝💝
Today I wanna share some thoughts about Mason. If you're open to the idea of a sexual relationship between these two 🌲👁, feel free to read on. I'll try not to dive too graphically into details, just…
Various tw (just in case) ☠️
Anyway, Pinetree doesn't have a 100% fixed preference when it comes to positions — but there are certain things that influence his choice in the moment 🤓
So. Backstory… It all started that one summer when Dipper accidentally brought the statue back to life, blah blah blah — covered in the last 'BiLlFoRd PuZzLe' post 🤡, not important. Bill, out of boredom, decided to play along with the whole "romance" thing — but ended up genuinely getting attached to the kid. Instead of dealing with those feelings, he just… pushed Pinetree into sex. Yeah, Mason wasn't exactly thrilled at first — I mean, c'mon 👁👄👁 that thing is terrifyingly sized. But over time, they both got used to it, found compromises, and that summer ended up being… intense.
Still, Dipper never quite let go of what happened during Weirdmageddon. Whenever he got the chance, he'd remind Bill of the past — just to keep him from getting too comfortable.
And let's not forget — Bill does get attached. And that puts him in a crazy vulnerable position. Now that he's powerless, he's kinda just… a loser. Pinetree slowly starts taking the dominant role — deciding when, who, what, and where. At least until the whole thing with Ford happened. After that, Mason dipped — went back to his hometown for 4.5 years, and slowly lost his mind realizing that yeah… he actually did care about that triangle. He just left. Didn't even let Bill explain.
Then my original characters appeared.
Dan — soft little marshmallow, a Mormon boy with rich parents. Kyle — seems sweet and caring on the surface, but he's a manipulator with some tendencies. Mason's girlfriend — no name, 'cause context, but we know she's a pretty popular blonde cheerleader. And his therapist… comments unnecessary (?)
This is where things get interesting. If you've made it this far — yeah, we've lost the boy. He's been passed around. (And not just emotionally lol)
As for the dynamics with each of them — let's not go too deep. Let's just say: after everything he's been through, Pinetree decided he doesn't deserve to be treated well. So now he only deserves to be used. Stepped on. In every sense. Like he's punishing himself. What he doesn't realize is that he's actually becoming the abuser — hurting others while drowning in his own pain. Poor kid. I feel for him.
Ugh. Emotional again. Important, sure — but let's circle back to spicier topics.
With Daniel, Mason doesn't hold back. He's a very active bottom — aggressively active, even. Though they do switch sometimes if Dan asks — but Mason usually shuts it down and does what he wants.
With Kyle, it's messier. Kyle gets him cigarettes. He seems more respected, more experienced (uncomfortably so). So Mason feels like he owes him — at least 'cause Kyle accepts him as he is. Oh, and the cigarettes obviously lol. Little slut. Bottom. NEXT 👉👉👉
The girlfriend? Nothing much to say — she's just there. Rough sex with zero enjoyment — or he can't get hard 🤡 poor girl. Sucks to realize your bf's a mess. She forgives him. Thinks if she loves him harder, he'll change. He won't. He's into geometry. That's just how it is.
The therapist. Took me a while to decide if I should mention him — but yeah. Mason got on his knees for him 'cause it was easier than talking. Easier than explaining his problems to someone who'd never understand. Try telling a regular person about your magical demon "friend" without sounding like a schizo — not exactly a diagnosis Mason wanted on his record.
So yeah. That's the whole royal flush. All the lovers, gathered. A whole dissertation by this blog's standards.
"I don’t know if he’s real or just in my head — maybe even this is part of his plan. I feel him watching through my eyes, breathing with my lungs, and I can’t escape. Sometimes I think I am him — a wolf in sheep’s skin — and it’s driving me insane..."
In MY Gravity Falls sequel universe, there's a lot of fucked-up shit going on. It's unpleasant, cruel, kinda creepy, and just… weird. Sure, maybe there aren't as many mystical things happening as in the original, but… It's all in our heads, right? And somehow, the more grounded, real-life problems feel way darker and more mysterious than the actual mysteries themselves.
Mind games. Disorders. Relationships (terrifying stuff). Teenage angst is fucking weird and sometimes genuinely scary — and when you add everything the Pines family went through? Yeah, it doesn't take much to lose your mind, y'know? And in my version? Yeah, everyone's lost it. Shocker, lol.
Anyway, back to the point…
I haven't been around here long — unless you count that whole era like 8 years ago. So yeah, I recently came back. And here's something I've noticed: some incredible artists draw the Pines kids happy. Warm, carefree, joyful childhoods…
Fuck. That breaks my heart 💔
Like… after all these damn years, I've soaked so much pain and despair into these versions of the characters living in my head that I can't even remember what it felt like when they were actually happy.
So yeah… just wanted to put that out there. A little thought-fart into the void. Sorry. Wild, huh
