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My kink is people who accept me even with my mental illness and don’t abandon me when it’s too hard for them
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@theone-eyedbeast
Three years it took Dipper to finally come back to Gravity Falls after the events of weirdmageddon. Now 16 and courageous that he once was, he found himself exploring the vast forest of Gravity Falls, alone. Mable would have joined him, but as she matured she had found herself going along with more girly activities, and actually finding that “summer romance”.
Dipper walked around, a new journal in his hands with a pine tree on it with the number 1 written over it. He was following in Ford’s footsteps. He found himself to be growing out if his awkward stage as well, his brown hair combed back, and ditching the pine tree hat, for now..ironically all his t-shirts were lost on the way here and he wore a shirt with a PineTree emblem on it. He also wore a blue jacket and jeans with hiking boots. He wasn’t scrawny as he once was, so the backpack he carried he didn’t struggle with.
Dipper found himself deep in thought, only pausing from his thoughts when he heard chanting. That chanting that summoned Bill… He looked over and pushed brush out of the way, to see Gideon Gleeful… summoning Bill Cipher yet again.
“Are you fucking kidding me?! After all these years, you’re still the same old obnoxious little shit.” He said loudly causing Gideon to break from his trance and smile victorious.
“Ah Dipper!” Gideon said happily in his happy smooth voice. He didn’t sound or look too girly anymore. “What a pleasant surprise!”
Dipper shook his head. “What have you done?…” he whispered looking at the sky. He was waiting, hoping it didn’t work, praying it didn’t work. He was ignoring Gideon going on about the Mystery Shack, as he watched for any sign of Bill Cipher.
Fact about Demons of any kind: They like to put on a show. Smoke screens, rattling chains, the sounds of a million souls suffering: Everyone has their preference. Bill felt himself being summoned and laughed lowly. Years. It had taken him years to pull himself out of that hole of nonexistence the Pines Family had placed him in. He had floated around, hardly existing at all, not dead but certainly feeling that way. He had floated around in oblivion with no strength to pull himself out for those years, and then finally when he was strong enough, he took a solid form once more and fled to the demon plane, what some people referred to as The Other Place.
The Other Place was where every demon of every kind went when they were not being dragged off to the mortal plane to do some fool’s bidding. Dream demons, djinn, afrits, imps; you name it, it dwelled in The Other Place. The demons preferred it there because there was no need for a physical form. Bill took refuge there and let his power grow.
So, imagine his surprise when he felt the sudden tug of the summoning. It felt like his insides were being pulled out through his eye, of course, but he couldn’t help but cackle. Someone else had found his name? Someone else was summoning him? Oh, this would be good-
Wait. As Bill allowed the tug of the summoning to bring him back to the mortal plane, and clouds rolled over the sky and thunder sounded, and the black mist covered the forest and the line of sight for the two teenaged boys, he realized something. He knew this place. This was Gravity Falls. Someone was summoning him from Gravity Falls again. A bright, yellow triangle appeared in the black fog and illuminated them, then suddenly an eye appeared, and the mist dissipated, and Bill was there, floating a few feet above the ground.
He didn’t bother with the usual “Who dares to summon me” tripe. He took one look around and whistled. “I’m starting to think Gravity Falls just likes me too much,” he said, and then his eyes fell on his summoner. “Wait a minute,” he said, snapping his fingers, “I know you! You summoned me be-” He froze. There was another familiar face on the chessboard. “PineTree,” he whispered, with all sorts of malice in his tone. It was Dipper Pines, the boy who had ended up causing him three years of misery. “What a… pleasant surprise.”
Dipper felt like screaming. No he felt like punching the crap out of Gideon. As he watched this, oh so familiar triangle appear in the sky the small amount of dread filled his very soul. With Ford and Stan gone on some brotherly adventure, he knew Bill would be too difficult to defeat on his own..
Dipper closed his eyes when Bill said that dread full nickname. The same nickname that when people called him it..he had to take a double take to make sure it wasn’t Bill in their bodies.
“Bill Cipher…” Dipper said back and paused when Gideon shoved him aside and looked up at Bill.
“Hello Demon!” Gideon said. Dipper rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack off his back and pulled out a tube, a tube that had a sleeping dart in it. Something he found on one of his adventures. He put the tube in his mouth and aimed it, smirking when it hit Gideon in the neck causing him to immediately pass out, snoring and drooling on the grass below him. “I-I will have the Mystery- are those cookies?” He said in his sleep. Dipper shook his head and brought his attention back to Bill and gave a sheepish smile.
“So yeah-” he got up dropping his backpack and picking up his journal. “This has been-’ he turned and ran before he could finish. Same little dweeb he was back then. Just older and taller.
Bill watched the older version of Dipper Pines dash off for what he could only assume would be the Mystery Shack. Typical. Well, with Gideon knocked out, that left him technically free to roam. So he gave chase.
“PineTree!” he shouted. “I don’t know where you think you’re going. We have business to attend to!”
Suddenly the forest seemed alive and demonic. The trees fell into Dipper’s way, blocking him. Limbs reached out to grab and scratch at him.
Dipper gave a yelp as the tree limbs began grabbing at him and falling in his way, but he was fast now, more agile, less clumsy. He was able to jump over trees quickly, though he figured running from this Dream Demon would grow pointless. He couldn't take him back to the Mystery Shack could he? Probably not...Mable and her friends may be there.
Dipper decided maybe running into Town would be his best bet. After all, Bill wouldn't just show himself in public right?
Dipper, realized he would have been paying attention to where he was running, as he fekt himself run into a tree limb, hitting his stomach and knocking air from his lungs and he fell back, gasping as he tried to greedily suck in air. He looked around for Bill and when his eyes landed on him, he closed them. He suddenly remembered forgetting to tell him mom, he loved her before he left on the bus to Gravity Falls. "Yeah and what business would that be?" Dipper managed to groan out pulling himself up.
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@prince-ofgotham
The Wayne family and the Stark family had been at fighting for years, but Thomas and Martha Wayne…Well, Tony liked them, when his parents died, they were nice to him… so he only showed Bruce kindness when his died.
That was a while ago, many events taking place since then, and this recent one was conflicting with the cival war going on between the Avengers. This even being the findings of his newest and youngest daughter Renee “Ray” Stark. The death of her mother had her upset and he couldn’t handle her right now, and deal with the avengers.
So, he decided that he would leave her with Alfred and Bruce Wayne. That kid needed friends right? Ray needed friends right? He supposed so. He wasn’t good at this parenting thing.
Tony held one of Ray’s bags and Ray held her other. Her blonde and pink hair was up in a messy bun, and she wore a grey dress, almost black because she was still in mourning and refused to move past the death of her mother. Tony gave an awkward smile and knocked on the door to Wayne Manor.
Bruce Wayne was… admittedly excited about the young Stark girl coming to stay for awhile. He would never admit to it, but Bruce did get lonely now and then. Most of his “friends” were adults. The only people he knew that were even roughly around his age were Selina Kyle and Jerome Valeska - and he certainly wasn’t counting the crazy clown as one of his friends. He supposed Ivy sort of counted as his age, but they had only spoken a handful of times. Bruce hardly saw Selina, much to his own secret dismay. And the girl, Silver, was gone to who-knows-where.
All right, so Bruce was bad at making friends. People his age made him uncomfortable. He could be a little awkward. That didn’t mean he wasn’t a good host. He was elated that Ray Stark was coming to stay. So much so, in fact, that when Alfred went to open the door, Bruce beat him to it.
He opened the door and gave a nice smile. “Mr. Stark,” he greeted, opening the door to let them in, “Miss Stark. Welcome to Wayne Manor.” Alfred went to take the bags after a brief greeting to take them to Ray’s bedroom.
Ray who so not use to this rich life style seemed confused for several moments when Alfred so kindly took her bags. She gave a sigh for a moment, before looking at Bruce and pushing a fee strands of astray hair behind her ear. "Thank you.." she said and watched as Tony walking ruffeling Bruce's hair.
"Thanks for taking her in on such short notice." Tony said looking around and giving some smiles at old memories that laid behind these doors before looking at Ray and then Bruce. "And I told you, Brucie, call me Tony, I'm not my father." He grinned and Ray nodded and gave an awkward smile.
"And call me Ray... I'm not...you know an old lady." She said awkwardly and gave a laugh at her own awkwardness. She slowly walked in her hands finding their way back into her dress pockets. She looked tired and sad that was for sure, but maybe a change in scenery would help her.
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@dawn-ofa-newday
It had been maybe, 6 weeks since the news “Tony Stark’s child makes appearance known.” Came to light, and quite frankly, Ray was less then happy. She had been the one to murder her own mother, abusive, acholic mother, that was a one night stand gone bad.
Nobody knew it was her though, she blamed it on a murderer that came into the house and tried to kill them both. She even stabbed herself to make it more believable. Maybe she was a little crazy..
Oh, but when it came to light that her father was Tony Stark and she met this…new alcoholic piece of work, she was livid, so livid in fact she destroyed alot of his work and then ran off. Ray wasn’t the nicest person in existence. Well, in New York.
Ray ran away and his herself in the lower class side of new York, her hair died brown, and her make up dark. A disguise that people couldn’t exactly see through. Ray silently hoped someone would provoke her, or engage with her about who she was. She had all this pent up rage, from all this. From her childhood, from finding out who her father was. It was bothersome.
Ray walked into a drug store, her hood up and her eyes downcast from cameras. She just wanted to take some food, and then get out. Well at least that was the plan, before she could get out some man grabbed her wrist.
Dawn had found that she rather liked traveling. She didn’t really care as to where she went - often she just threw a dart at a map and went with it - and she didn’t worry about people knowing her. Usually, it was the same routine or something of similar nature. Dawn’s real reason for traveling was her Uncle Mycroft. It annoyed him when she left London and as result, she rarely stayed in London. She had picked New York because it was the most stereotypical place she could think to go. She wasn’t exactly in a nice part of the city - was any of it nice? - and she was currently just wandering. For once, she didn’t totally stick out like a sore thumb. It had been fun at first, wearing her usual attire of white and letting Mycroft look for the white. Nowadays she preferred making him play Where’s Waldo. So, she wore a pair of jeans and a gray hoodie. She was wandering around the drug store when the girl walked in. Hood up, eyes cast down. She was hiding something, then. No. She was hiding her face from someone, or rather, everyone. Dawn tilted her head. Silly people, these common thieves. Didn’t they know that the more they tried to hide themselves, the more suspicious they looked? The girl soon found herself in a pickle. Surprise surprise. Dawn watched a moment before she sighed. Oh, what the hell? She was going to either end up in prison or an asylum soon anyway. She almost always was. Then Mycroft sent to retrieve her. So, she took out a gun from her pocket and pointed it at the man. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, love,” she crooned.
Ray wasn't one to think things out when it came to stealing. After all she had never stolen anything in her life. She was smart, that was a given, but when it came to thievery she was...clueless. When she was grabbed she glared at the man and tried pulling her arm away. But the man was a brute and it proved difficult.
The man that held her was getting ready to pull her inside when he then looked down the barrel of Dawn's gun. All people were the same when a gun was brought out. He froze and let go of the girl and looked down the barrel in a state of being paralyzed. At this point the man at the counter had already pulled the silent alarm, and many pictures of these girls and this scene were being taken and would most likely end up on t.v. soon enough.
Ray gave the girl a smirk, and then looked at the man and grabbed the back of his head and banged it into the wall roughly causing him to collapse holding his head. "We should probably get out of here? I don't feel like getting arrested." She said with a smile, and grabbed a pip off the counter smirking at the camera. Already been caught right? Before she coukd give the girl a chance to answer she was already taking the girls hand, fearless of the gun or any kind of repercussion. Ray never feared death. She welcomed it.
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@prince-ofgotham The Wayne family and the Stark family had been at fighting for years, but Thomas and Martha Wayne...Well, Tony liked them, when his parents died, they were nice to him... so he only showed Bruce kindness when his died. That was a while ago, many events taking place since then, and this recent one was conflicting with the cival war going on between the Avengers. This even being the findings of his newest and youngest daughter Renee "Ray" Stark. The death of her mother had her upset and he couldn't handle her right now, and deal with the avengers. So, he decided that he would leave her with Alfred and Bruce Wayne. That kid needed friends right? Ray needed friends right? He supposed so. He wasn't good at this parenting thing. Tony held one of Ray's bags and Ray held her other. Her blonde and pink hair was up in a messy bun, and she wore a grey dress, almost black because she was still in mourning and refused to move past the death of her mother. Tony gave an awkward smile and knocked on the door to Wayne Manor.
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@dawn-ofa-newday It had been maybe, 6 weeks since the news "Tony Stark's child makes appearance known." Came to light, and quite frankly, Ray was less then happy. She had been the one to murder her own mother, abusive, acholic mother, that was a one night stand gone bad. Nobody knew it was her though, she blamed it on a murderer that came into the house and tried to kill them both. She even stabbed herself to make it more believable. Maybe she was a little crazy.. Oh, but when it came to light that her father was Tony Stark and she met this...new alcoholic piece of work, she was livid, so livid in fact she destroyed alot of his work and then ran off. Ray wasn't the nicest person in existence. Well, in New York. Ray ran away and his herself in the lower class side of new York, her hair died brown, and her make up dark. A disguise that people couldn't exactly see through. Ray silently hoped someone would provoke her, or engage with her about who she was. She had all this pent up rage, from all this. From her childhood, from finding out who her father was. It was bothersome. Ray walked into a drug store, her hood up and her eyes downcast from cameras. She just wanted to take some food, and then get out. Well at least that was the plan, before she could get out some man grabbed her wrist.
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@underworldsroyals
It had been about 2 weeks of Tony finding out he had a child, a small child of five years old. How he came to know was quite the tragic story. Her mother was murdered in front of her.
It came apprent to him, that the child couldn’t be left alone for long without freaking out.
He had to bring her to this s.h.i.e.l.d. meeting because Pepper couldn’t take her to a meeting in Boston.
Tony had been so focused he hadn’t seen Ray wonder off. The girl had blonde hair and Tony’s eyes, and she wore jeans and an AC-DC t-shirt. Obviously Tony had dressed her.
Ray looked around lost, holding her teddy bear in one of her hands.
Hela had lived there all her life. She was seven, and SHIELD was all she knew. It was her home. She had been raised here, under the watchful eyes of agents and Avengers. There was no mistaking who she was when one saw her, as long as they knew Loki. She had his eyes and his dark hair. She had his smile, too. She didn’t know that though. She didn’t know Loki.
She wore a pair of jeans and a purple hoodie. Her hair was in a pony tail. She had heard about Tony’s child coming to live with them all. It had shocked her - the fact that Tony could get a woman. Although Tony was a playboy, Hela saw him as an annoying adult. She often bickered with him, and he didn’t like her much.
She found Ray with ease and walked up to her. “Hi,” she chirped. “My name is Hela. I live here. You’re Tony’s little girl, aren’t you? It’s nice to meet you.”
Ray gasped slightly and turned on her heel at the voice. Why didn't anyone tell her there was another little girl around? She looked at the girl with a small shy smile.
She nodded at the girl as if that answered her question. "I'm Renee but everyone calls me Ray." She smiled some more. "It's nice to meet you too!" She said and looked to her teddy. "This is Gerald!" She said child like.
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@underworldsroyals It had been about 2 weeks of Tony finding out he had a child, a small child of five years old. How he came to know was quite the tragic story. Her mother was murdered in front of her. It came apprent to him, that the child couldn't be left alone for long without freaking out. He had to bring her to this s.h.i.e.l.d. meeting because Pepper couldn't take her to a meeting in Boston. Tony had been so focused he hadn't seen Ray wonder off. The girl had blonde hair and Tony's eyes, and she wore jeans and an AC-DC t-shirt. Obviously Tony had dressed her. Ray looked around lost, holding her teddy bear in one of her hands.
“I hope so, I can barely handle it,” he said and he gestured for her to follow him. He lead her to the control room, where three others were working over consoles. There was a young Asian woman, a tall dark haired man with a big nose, and a young chubby baby faced man with a red shirt that said “You Are Here”. Rush explained roughly what had happened to cause Ray to being here, and he introduced the team to her. The woman was Lisa Park, the man was Brody, and the young man who was staring at her curiously was Eli Wallace.
"Sup, as Rush so 'Rush'ly introduced, I am Ray, nice to meet you." She smiled. "And yes mr. Stare a lot, I am here." She said referring to his shirt. "So you can stop staring." She gave a wink at him and looked around slowly.
"So you guys have been here longer...so who can I "trust" and who should I look out for?" Ray asked looking at her watch. "Oh and of its once of you guys, feel free to talk about it, I do love a show." She joked looking to Rush.
Yep, first impressions were not a Stark thing.
“Ah… Sort of,” he said. Not really, rather like oatmeal but it was all they had, and he hoped he’d be able to get her to eat while she was with them.
Ray looked at him with a scared look. As if she knew he was lying. Slowly shrugged brought the food to her mouth chewing it slowly. It was bland…as if she were eating plain oatmeal. She looked up at him. “Liar.” She said in a joking matter though she continued to eat it. She was hungry and it was filling her up fast.
He chuckled softly and he continued to eat. “I said sort of, I didn’t say it was great,” he said as he scrapped some mush from the bowl.
“But it’s not ‘sort of’ anything.” She said cutely, maybe a hint of sass lacing her voice before she continued eating it until it was gone. “It tasted like…like..” She raked her brain for an answer. “Like tofu.” She said and nodded. Belle had her try it once, she did not like it.
He smiled softly. “I don’t think I’ve ever had tofu,” he said. “But it would probably be better than this.” He finished his mush and he took their bowls to where they were collected and washed.
“No, Tofu is worse.” She said seriously, “It tastes like…like..if someone were to eat flavorless mud,” She said and shrugged, she followed him as he took the bowls away, not wanting to be left alone.
He half smiled. “Alright, well now that you’ve eaten, let’s see about getting you a brledroom, alright?”
Ray looked up at him. "I can stay in your room with you." She insisted giving a quick nod. She never slept by herself.
He had to take a step back to take this all in. This was Bae’s daughter. He was a grandfather to this little girl, gods. He couldn’t help it, tears filled his eyes. This was his granddaughter…. He shook his head. “No, no… No you’re not in trouble, little one….” he whispered and without thinking he drew her close into a loving hug.
She seemed relieved that she wasn’t in trouble and hugged him back tightly. “I wanted to tell you sooner, but mummy said I couldn’t.” She said sadly. “I love you.” She said, it was true Ray loved him, as Rumple and Mr. Gold.
Belle was getting a little teary eyed by the interaction. Tilting her head in a gentle manner.
Rumple smiled softly and kissed the side of her head before he let her go. He wiped his tears away and he let her finish eating, getting his own food to eat.
Belle was surprised, she had never seen Rumple cry before, nor show this much affection.
Ray smiled, happy she was no longer scared she was not in trouble, She just hoped no questions would be brought up, she did not want to tell Rumple her daddy died.
Rumple sighed and smiled at his little granddaughter, gods, he’d never get over that. Honestly he was so shocked he didn’t even know what to say, what time ask first. He supposed he would talk later when he wasn’t so affected by the shock. He glanced up at Belle but he looked away quickly, rather embarrassed as his emotions….
Ray soon finished eating picking up her plate and glass and going to bring it to the kitchen.
Belle smiled, still eating her food, she looked over to Rumple. "That was..a nice surprise." She said softly.
Watching as Ray came in with a match and lit the candle in between Belle and Rumple.
"Don't mind me." Ray giggled blowing the match she had out and going to throw it away. Belle would need to hide the matches better next time. "I will be outside while you two eat breakfast...together." Ray gave a mischievous look running into the kitchen to go out into the gardens.
Belle blinked and gave a gentle laugh
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She was like a cocky, talkative, confident version of him, it was slightly off-putting. He cleared his throat and nodded. “Well unfortunately we don’t have coffee,” He said and he gesutred for her to follow him through the dark metal hallways of the ship.
Ray paused. “Hold up.” She said and she looked almost terrified. “There’s no coffee? That means I’ll have to actually sleep for normal amounts of time.” She said and shook her head. “How am I supposed to put up with colonel shit-for-brains?” She asked him before following him again, she looked around. It was obvious she spoke her mind when she wanted too, not caring who heard.
“Try to avoid him as much as you can, like I do,” He half smiled at her. Though she was rather outspoken for his tastes he had a feeling they would get along, somewhat.
“I guess I could avoid him, but pushing people’s buttons is what I’m good at.” She smirked. “Just ask Loki..” She paused. “Well I mean you could…if he wasn’t imprisoned forever.” She said with a shrugged.
Ray sighed. She’d get along with this man, as long as he didn’t threaten her. She wasn’t going to trust him so easily. “Well, do you have and study journals? Manuals? For the Stargate? I have homework. And believe me I can do it one night.” She smirked.
“Well, the data banks are at your disposal if you can read Ancient,” he said. “All of this ship was built by aliens and only a few of us can read it and even fewer can solve the complicated math they put in place to lock most of the systems out of use.”
“Thor gave me the gift of the all-tongue, I can read scriptures written by Egyptians as if it were English.” She said with a smirk sticking her hands in her lab coat pockets. “And as for math, you’re talking to a genius.” She said proudly. “I built a robot at age 6 that could write poetry, and at age 10 I made a power computer with a built in AI and at 14 I graduated school, top of the senior class.” She stated her achievements. “Give me 30 minutes and I’ll have that computer open as if you were in a library checking out a book.” She said smoothly.
She was a Stark, who would she be of she wasn’t smart? Not a Stark, that was for sure.
He hoped she was yelling the truth. He wanted so badly to have the secrets of the ship unlocked, he wanted to dive into all of the knowledge and the secrets that this rust bucket carried. “I hope you’re right,” he said. He lead her to a metal door and with the press of a large button on the side, the door opened to reveal a simple bedroom with a bed and a mirror against a wall. There was a small window, currently there were colors of green and blue and purple flying by the window.
“I am right,” Ray smirked and gave a chuckled she stepped into the room looking around, “this will do.” She said happily. She looked to Rush. “Thank you,” She smiled happily. “Now I have work to do,” She looked at her bulky red and gold watch.
Rush looked up at her and nodded. “…What sort of work?” he asked. She had just gotten here, what could she possibly have to do already?
“Well I was multitasking while talking to you, I have come to the conclusion that…” She cleared her throat. “That I can reconstruct my irongirl suit for the message adapter to send a message to my father’s suit. Now now before you get to me on percentage I already beat you to it.” She said and smiled. “There’s is a 10 percent chance that it’ll send only to my dad, 50 percent that it’ll send to all Tony’s in all dimensions, 45 percent chance that the message will just not send at all, and a 5 percent chance that the message will just resend it’s self to me.” She concluded. It was obvious she was good with numbers and she did all this while holding a conversation with the man.
She turned her watch in three different directions and took it off setting it on the ground in front of her. Watching as the suit built it’s self and stood there motionless. “This is my baby.” She smiled and looked to Rush.
His eyes widened when he saw this metal suit form before his eyes. This seemed like something that would only happen on TV. Then again he was on a spaceship. “….Very impressive,” was all he could manage to say.
Ray smirked. “I know. I must say I’m impressed she still works. Last time she was in sp-” She paused a frown on her face at the memory. “Nevermind that..” She waved her hand dismively.
“If you have any questions let me know now, because I guarantee I’ll be up all night trying to reconfigure the adapter to send the holographic message.” She hummed before she looked at Rush. “Unless you of course want to work on it with me?” She asked with a smile
“Well I thought I would show you around first, introduce you to the rest is the team who work with me,” he said. “After all, you’d be working with them as well.”
“People, don’t usually like me at first,” Ray said rubbing the back of her neck with her hand, she pressed a button on her iron suit and watched as the suit turned back into a watch, she slipped it on.
“But I guess since I have back up, I can meet them.” She said to him with a smile. “Hopefully they can handle all this.” She said gesturing to herself.