An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Wendy Corduroy & Dipper Pines, Dipper Pines & Mabel Pines, Dippy Fresh & Dipper Pines, Daryl & Nathan, Alcor the Dreambender & Mizar the Gleeful, Alcor the Dreambender & Original Character(s)
Characters: Dipper Pines, Alcor the Dreambender, Wendy Corduroy, Dippy Fresh, Daryl, Nathan, Mabel Pines, Mizar the Gleeful
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Transcendence (Gravity Falls), Demon Dipper Pines, dipper runs into someone he never thought he would meet again, nor did he ever want to meet him again, dipper still has beef with and hates dippy fresh, for now at least., Maybe. - Freeform, Ficathon, TAUathon, 9th Annual TAUathon, finally posted another fic., this TAUathon inspired me!, now let's hope i can keep posting and updating new fics and stuff now!, but we will just have to see about that! haha., Title Subject to Change, I suck at titles and stuff sometimes so I don't know if my title is that good., So I might it later if I can come up with something better., Or maybe someone else(s) can think of title(s).
Summary:
Dipper is trying to win a dare. During doing this, Dipper runs into someone he didn't think it was possible to meet again.
Or maybe it was that he just never wanted to meet this person again.
Or it could be both.
Either way. Dipper runs into someone he could have gone his whole (now VERY long) life without ever meeting again.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/15
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Angelica Zilver/Aaron Zilver, Dipper Pines & Scarlet Zilver, Dipper Zilver & Scarlet Zilver, Alcor the Dreambender & Scarlet Zilver, Alcor the Dreambender & Reincarnations, Alcor the Dreambender & Aaron Zilver & Angelica Zilver, Dipper Pines & Scarlet Zilver & Aaron Zilver & Angelica Zilver, Dipper Zilver & Scarlet Zilver & Aaron Zilver & Angelica Zilver, Reincarnation/Reincarnation, There are more relationships but since I don't want to spoil the fic, or the reincarnations are in this fic, I won't be tagging them, just yet
Characters: Dipper Pines, Dipper Zilver, Alcor, Alcor the Dreambender, Aaron Zilver, Angelica Zilver, r!'s, Reincarnations - Character, OC's, Original Characters, There are more characters in this fic to tag, I.e. those reincarnations and original characters I tagged, but once again I am not tagging them because of spoilers, and because I thought it would be fun for people to guess who was the reincarnation of who, not all reincarnations are revealed in this fic though, so unless there a lot of correct guesses for someone(s), I probably won't confirm anything until later, for reasons..., Gravity Falls Characters Reincarnations, Scarlet Zilver
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Transcendence (Gravity Falls), Non-Graphic Violence, Violence, I think it is both?, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Tell me if you think it is more than implied though, Child Abandonment, Child Neglect, maybe? probably?, Demons, Demon Summoning, Seeing things you shouldn't have, Magic, Magic (Spoiler), Family, Family Feels, Family Drama, Dysfunctional Family, The Zilver Family is a mess, but they didn't always used to be, Kidnapping, Kinda?, The Zilver Family need therapy, But will they ever get it?, probably not, But we can hope., Tags May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Maybe on the last two, i might add more tags as i go on, if some of you think I could/need to add more tags, please just let me know, Some new tags will be added here, or some certain chapters will get their own cw's/tw's, added in the author notes if need be, Not Beta Read, Maybe will be someday who knows
Summary:
A Girl of striking red hair and her Saviour of Shadow met in a Forest of Death.
These two then wouldn't meet again for many years later.
(though not for a lacking of trying by one of them)
And when they did finally meet again; a deal, a bet would be made between them.
Also, I almost forgot to tag @transcendence-au about this! New TAU fic hot off the presses! I also have tumblr versions I posted/am posting too! I probably won’t tag you those, because I don’t want to bombard you guys with tags.
Other reasons, why I am tagging you guys on this post and the AO3 version, instead of the tumblr version(s) (for now, I might change my mind), is because so far the tumblr version(s) are showing up in the transcendence au tag, while this post isn’t (maybe because it is new, though, the tumblr version is showing is up, and I posted that one later. Maybe because there is a link? Or something. Idk), so you guys (or others) might have a harder time finding this post as-is.
So yeah.
Edit: This is now showing up in the transcendence au tag, so that is cool. I guess it just needed more time. Or maybe me removing and adding back in the transcendence au tag on this post fixed it not showing up. Either way (or some other reason), I am happy.
Anyways, I am excited to be posting this fic (even if posting fics can be tiring! ^^’)!
The rest is under the cut (I thought this post got a bit long, so I decided to add a cut).
I decided to just delete the original version of this post, because I can only seem to share Ch1 specifically through this method anyway. But, this post will at least show I have posted two chapters of this fic already, while the original one (which, most people won’t see anyway, since it will be gone soon), only shows I have posted 1 chapter.
In the original post, I talked about my notes doubling up on Ch1, now that I have posted Ch2, I was able to fix that.
Anyways, the first 2 chapters, i.e. Part 1 and 2 of the Prologue are now posted on AO3.
Will be posting any new chapters after these 2, every one or two weeks...give or take.
I might (real maybe here) post the “official” Ch1 earlier than I said, but I am not if that will be the care or not.
Seriously though, once again happy to start sharing this fic with ya’ll!
Will also be posting the tumblr versions of the first two chapters hopefully soon as well. =)
Edit 2: The first and 2nd chapter: Prologue Pt.1 & Pt.2 are now also posted on tumblr.
There is No Turning Back Anymore, Prologue Pt. 1. Ch1/15:
Ch1/15 if you count the prologues, which I am, because it makes it easier to cross-post this on different sites. Mainly here and on AO3.
*Claps* Anyways! This was the fic I talked about in my post/reblog here talking about my new ko-fi announcement and of course, the ko-fi announcement itself!
It is another Gravity Falls transcendence AU fic (since both GF and TAU have my heart), and it is completed too! (for the most part).
So I will be posting a new chapter every week or 2, give or take. Though, by now the first two chapters, Prologue Part 1 and 2 will be posted on AO3 already, and I will be posting this prologue chapter as well as a Part 2 soon here too. And I might post the “official” Ch1, i.e., the first chapter after the prologue and technically Ch3 on AO3 before a week, but we will have to see there.
I have more to say, but I already said that on AO3, so I won’t repeat that stuff again. If you want to see everything I have to say (and probably get this fic earlier, since I will be most likely posting this fic first on AO3 before here. Probably) then I do so on this fic on AO3. Or maybe you just want to read this fic on AO3, if so, it is already posted of course. ;)
Alright, now to the actual fic itself.
----------Fic Summary----------
A Girl of striking red hair and her Saviour of Shadow met in a Forest of Death.
These two then wouldn't meet again for many years later.
(though not for a lacking of trying by one of them)
And when they did finally meet again; a deal, a bet would be made between them.
Perhaps it was a deal better not made.
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Well.
Too little, too late...
Prologue Pt. 1: There Once Lived a Girl…Chapter Summary:
...Who was left to die.
Only to be saved by someone from where she had been dragged to, to die.
Who was so traumatized she didn't even remember her own name.
(Or maybe she just no longer wanted that name anymore).
Oh poor, oh poor nameless girl.
She will be getting a new name soon.
So that is least some good news for her.
.....
"Not that much of a consolation, you say?"
"That is just your opinion, really."
The chapter itself will be under the cut. Enjoy!
There once lived a girl whose parents she both loved and were terrified of.
There once lived a girl who saw things she probably should have never seen.
There once lived a girl who had tried to get help, but no one ever believed her. Her family seemed “perfect” after all.
There once lived a girl who wished her family was actually perfect and that she wasn’t so scared of the parents she loved.
There once lived a girl who had finally “crossed” one too many lines for her parents and so they decided to make her vanish.
There once lived a girl who was abandoned by her parents all alone in a forest of horrors; left to die or maybe even worse.
There once lived a girl who was saved from that dark, lonely, horrifying forest from a being of nightmares that most would wish they would never meet. But to the girl, the shadow-y being was her knight in shining armour who had saved her.
And there once lived a girl who showed up at a police station mysteriously all alone, covered in a bright red hoodie coat, covered in mud and dirt and branches and no shoes, but strangely not even a scratch on her.
They asked her for her name, but she just responded with silence. When asked where her parents were and why she was there. The only things she would say was that her parents left her all alone in a forest and that she was rescued by a being of darkness and shadows. That being was her Knight, her hero.
At this, the police were left both saddened by her explanation and also confused; thinking that maybe she had conjured up hallucinations in her fear or even due to hyperthermia. They didn’t doubt she was probably rescued from the forest after being sadly left there by her parents, but they did doubt who rescued her. Since from her description of it, it sounded more like something that would gobble up children instead of saving them. It was probably just her mind and darkness playing tricks on her.
The girl, when told gently this, would protest vehemently about what she saw. Saying she knew what she saw and she wasn’t lying! They didn’t say she was lying, but to her, it felt like they were. She would keep saying how she was rescued and by whom, even if her memories were kind of murky and cloudy and she couldn’t remember everything, what she did remember she told. And she never once changed her story. In the end, her rescuer was put as Unknown in the report.
The police also tried to look into her parents, since the girl, when they were able to get her to talk more, told them her parents weren’t always really the best and that they scared her and she tried to get help, but no one believed her, because their family appeared so “perfect” from the outside, and that, she had done something that finally made her parents mad enough that they didn’t want to keep her around anymore. That her parents and some other people, some she recognized and some she didn’t, had gagged her, blindfolded her, tied her up tightly and roughly and threw her in the back of some kind of moving vehicle. She didn’t know what exactly though, because she couldn’t see. That she had laid in the dark and cold of that vehicle for a very long time. Roads turned from smooth to rough, to finally, the vehicle stopped, and she was dragged out of the car, and where she had tried to fight back, but couldn’t do so very well, and as such only got a punch to the gut and a smack in the face for her trouble.
This part and some other parts of the story would baffle the people hearing the story, because some of the stuff she said happened, should have left wounds or at least markings, but there hadn’t been a scratch on her. When asked about that, all she would say is that her Knight took care of those for her. The police started to think more and more that some parts of her story was her mind trying to protect her from the trauma she went through, which actually happened. Because while some things certainly happened, some other things felt a lot more outlandish, and for lack of a kinder word, “made up”.
These thoughts though, weren’t voiced outloud, but if you were paying enough attention, you could see it in their faces or in their voices, and the girl, oh how did she see and hear it. How she hated people thinking she was a liar!! The police asked the girl to continue the story, and they thought for a second she would clam up again and decide not to speak for awhile, because she had gone quiet. And the girl toyed with that idea, to just stop answering their questions, and the girl almost did, if at least, out of spite.
…But after a beat. 2 beats. 3. 4. She finally continued.
And said, after they hurt her like that for trying to fight back, that they had dragged her by her arms and hair for awhile, she couldn’t tell how long, but it certainly felt like at least minutes. After they had dragged her for some good time, they just.
…Stopped.
…
Stopped and dropped her and then just walked away without saying a word without untying her, or taking off her gag or blindoff or anything! They had just dumped her in the middle or who knows where, in a state where fending for herself and surviving would be very hard and just left! Her own parents, even other people she had known had just left her for dead, and, and…And at this moment, she stopped, she couldn’t bear to continue the story, and the police didn’t think they should force her.
They said they would get the rest from her later, but in the end, they never did. At least, she would never tell the rest of the story to the cops, that is. When the cops realized they never were going to get rest, or maybe they thought the girl just couldn’t remember it or couldn’t speak the rest.
They asked for her name once again, because she had never answered it when she was first asked. And once again, she was silent, until she finally said that she didn’t remember her name. They asked her again, saying it would be really hard to track down her parents and those other people and bring them to justice if they didn’t have a name. And at this, the girl just put her hands to head and it shook violently. Yelling that she didn't remember her name, or her parents or anyone! That she was really trying to remember, but it felt like there was a gaping black hole in her head whenever she tried to remember that only threatened to engulf her more she thought about it, and that, it hurt so much to think about it. And. And. A n d dd ddd….. anddd… I–I… ….they..
The police finally stopped asking about it, because the child was in clear distress. And every time after they asked her again about this, they would get a similar, to the same response. So, due to her not having a name, the Police of that station decided they should come up with one, thinking it must be terrible to not have a name. And they ended up spit-balling what her name should be for months. None of the officers there had been the best at names.
Yes. The girl did end up spending months living in that town. Living with multiple different policemen and women.
Usually, she would have been taken where kids like her usually are taken to, when something like this happens. But due to just how unusual her story and the state of her was, and just how small and in the middle of nowhere in a pretty small community, this police station was, they decided to just house her, with them, until further notice.
After months and months (about 8 or so months) of this going on, and being bounced between policed offers, and being asked questions about what happened, they decided they couldn’t really get any more information than they already had from her and that no one around there could take her, and so decided it was time she left for foster care.
They unfortunately couldn’t find more permanent housing for her, though they had tried, part of the reason why she stayed in that town for so long, and that was all they could really do in the end. On her papers they gave to the adoption centers and her Foster Care Home, the police officers of the Dayton Police Precinct (Precinct, because they were the main, and only station of the very small town of Dayton, Arizona) that the girl had found herself in, the name they had come up with about 1 month after she was found, having been called usually child, girl, the girl, Miss, kid, kiddo, or Red until she got her official name; “Scarlet Hood” was put.
She was named thus, after the striking red hoodie she was found wearing, and her stunning long, past her butt, wavy scarlet hair that she had. Like what was said, the cops there weren’t the most creative with names, but hey, at least this one was quite pretty and striking, just like the young girl was.
Though..
…In the future, her name and her hoodie and her hair, wouldn’t be the only reds and fiery colors she would come to be associated with.
-—It was almost like her name had been a prophecy for the years yet to come.----
A bit of a time skip happens, and we get a first look at an older, 16-ish (not super far off from being 17 really probably) Scarlet (Dipper is also around the same age too).
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Alright, here is the first non-prologue chapter!
Once again, a bit of a shorter chapter this time around too, but they will get longer (for the most part), I promise.
^_^
I have also updated the AO3 version of this, so for the most updated version of this fic on there, please go here.
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Tossed Away (Like Trash) Chapter Summary:
Scarlet finds something that sends her spiraling.
Actual chapter under the cut as (almost) always.
Scarlet had been living in her new home now for 4 years. The longest she had stayed in one place ever since she was put into foster care. Her and her brother were now 16 years old. Just turned one a month ago.
She should be happy. Should. But she wasn’t. She was far from it. For she had found something in her parents’ rooms she hoped to never find. Files that caused her to silently fume in her room that she had run back to after reading them (and putting them back the best she could, so her parents didn’t know she read them), thinking about them. Files that talked about putting her up for adaptation once again.
She didn’t even think that was possible anymore. This wasn’t just a foster home, but supposedly her and her brother’s permanent home. But, somehow, maybe due to her long, not-so-good history in foster care and even her history before that, they had figured out a way to get her put up for adoption once again. To put her back in the Homes.
How could they do this to her?! Put her back in the Homes, to be carted from 1 to the next, probably until she was finally legal to be by herself, which wasn’t even that far off, just a couple years. And when that did happen they would just kick her to the cubs to fend for herself. Like she was nothing. Like trash.
Seriously though! How could they?! How could they?!? She was already 16! No one would want to adopt her at this age. NO ONE!
Scarlet was just positively seething thinking about this. Seething so much, you would think her fiery red hair was actually made out of fire.
……However that wasn’t the biggest reason why she was upset. No, the biggest reason why she was upset–was that Dipper’s name wasn’t anywhere in the files with hers. Not even his “real name”, which would make more sense to show up in the files than the nickname she came up with after seeing his birthmark on his forehead (though that isn’t actually the real reason she started calling him that).
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Hmph. Real name. How funny.
Scarlet thought darkly for a split second, before sinking back into her fuming thoughts once again.
Why would they just want to send her back and not Dipper?
Was she not good enough?
Did they love him more than her?
Did they just hate her?
How could they love someone like Dipper more than her!
HER!!!!???
After thinking very jealous and self-hating thoughts for awhile, she calmed down, & came to realize she was being cruel and unfair to Dipper.
That she was being very selfish.
It wasn’t Dipper’s fault after all, that it looked like they wanted to keep him and not her.
It was her parents–no, it was hers–herparentshers–NO!!! It was HERPARENTS’ FAULT!! Just theirs’! Yes, just them, and no else’s. Certainly not her. Nope.
After that barrage of unwanted thoughts, thank you very much. Scarlet had another realization, and a horrifying one at that.
And that was, if they were to send her away, they would be separated, since it would be just her, and not Dipper too. And she didn’t want that. No, not at all.
She loved and needed him far too much for that.
Dipper was her K-adorable brother after all.
Even if they weren’t related by blood, they had been adopted together, and before they were adopted, in the foster home (though they weren’t together in the foster home very long before they were actually adopted. A month, maybe a bit more, maybe a bit less at most probably. However, in that short amount of time, they had gotten to know each other well. It was like they had known each other forever), and before that even, they had been close as well. Closer than even Dipper knows. No matter what. They were still siblings! They still loved each other. They still needed each other.
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And Scarlet Hood, now named Scarlet Zilver, wouldn’t let them be torn apart. Not again. Never again.
She wouldn’t allow that to happen.
No matter what she had to do.
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AN:
Alright.
So I decided to post this earlier after all, lol.
So honestly, just keep on excepting a new chapter every week or 2, with it sometimes being earlier or later (though, with how things have been going, earlier seems more likely for me), because even with the whole fic basically done, I still can't seem to stick a schedule, lol.
Anyways. This chapter, is pretty important for some of (not all) of Scarlet's motives and how she acts around certain people for the rest of the fic. So a pretty important chapter despite not being the longest chapter out there.
See you guys next chapter(s)!!!
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P.S.: Some of the spacing and formatting might be exactly right and how I want it on Tumblr, because I am using rich text and not html (though, I can get most of my formatting and spacing right with rich text on AO3 though, so don’t know what is up with that), like some lines and paragraphs and etc., should have more than 1 space between them, and some stuff should be underlined not bolded or italicized or both,
(someone said you could use the link thing to underline, and I tried, but it didn’t work. Probably because it wasn’t a real link, because I didn’t want to actually link anything, just underline, but I don’t know how to do that stuff without using html on tumblr/here, and I rather not deal w/ that. I can deal with that stuff more/better on AO3, when I do use html over rich text, because the editor/poster there is bigger, and there are tools and Docs and info to make it easier)
so I have want more of the actual, real, proper formatting, then AO3 is the place to go over here.
