No one knew where he came from, only that he was a devil in disguise, with pointed ears and silver tongue, he could charm any poor soul with the sweet words that came from his lips. With silent footsteps and gentle hands, he soothed his victim, giving them bliss, giving them dreams sweet as be, yet when the time came for him to leave, he left only shadows and sleepless night.
He’s a dream eater, as charming as a prince, yet make a deal with him and you would surely drown.
Young Dipper Pines lost track of how many nightmares he had awaken from, far too many to count, each night nearly the same, waking up with a cold sweat, his bed sheets tangled about him from his tossing and turning. Each night it took longer to fall asleep than the last. He never fully knew what he dreamt, only that he was drowning in a sea of shadows, crying loudly for someone to save him.
Yet no one ever came.
Sitting up in his bed the young teen wrapped his arms around his knees, hugging them to his chest, his eyes closed tightly to will the fear that creeped through him to go away. Sleeping in his own room Dipper had no sister to talk to, no one he could sneak into bed with and hold- his twin sister had her own room and he his. Counting back from a hundred to quell his fears Dipper never saw the shadow that fell across the moon lit patch in his room- never heard the soft tapping at the window until the glass was moved up, the window opening with a creak.
Turning to the window Dipper stared in terror at a man leaning through his window- tanned skin with pointed ears and eye the color of gold. With a white gloved hand the man- no, the demon motioned for Dipper to come over, a request Dipper found himself unable to deny, his body moving of its own accord, heading over to the window, his brown eyes widening at the sight.
The demons’ hair was a light butter blonde, falling over one side of his face, a bit messy in the back as if someone had been running their fingers through it. His clothes that of someone having been to a funeral- a form fitting black suite with the black jacket open to show a gold vest, a long white cane at his side. With the window opened further the demon slipped in, clearly taller than Dipper, his tanned lips in a whisper of a smile.
“Such a sweet little thing, having nightmares on such a beautiful night,” the demon cooed, leaning lightly on his cane, leaning over Dipper once the boy sat on his bed, watching the other closely, unable to stop his cheeks from blushing.
“Such a sweet thing shouldn’t have such nasty dreams- but I, I can make those nasty dreams go away.”
“Y-you can?”
The demon nodded, licking his lips.
“Dreams are delicious, each a different flavor- of course you caught me on a night that I’m hungry, so tell me sweet one, shall I give you a lovely dream in exchange for a meal?”
Dippers fingers worried at the sheet, his cheeks once again dusted pink, however he nodded, looking up at the demon, a soft whisper sounding.
“Please…what do I need to do?”
“Don’t you worry about that, just go back to sleep and I will do the rest.” The demon cooed, stepping closer, helping the boy get under the sheet and blanket, tucking him in, his cold gloved fingers brushing through Dipper’s bangs before he pressed a kiss to Dipper’s lips. Using his influence to force the other’s body to fall once more back to sleep, the demon licking his lips in delight. Stroking his cold gloved fingers through Dipper’s hair and down his cheeks the demon once more kissed Dipper’s lips, a soft mist emitting from the boys’ mouth which the demon promptly inhaled, devouring the nightmares that wracked Dipper’s sleeping mind. With the mist gone and Dipper’s face that of rest, the demon stood back up, heading to the window, casting the boy one last look before slipping out.
Surely, he would be back again.
And that he was, for not even week later Dipper was once more up with a nightmare, his body shaking as he moved towards the window, gazing up at the full moon until he once more saw the shadow of the demon, whispering softly for him to come give him a dream.
“It seems I’m back again my sweet one, your nightmare last week was most delicious- but something is amiss, have you called me here to eat yet another?” The demon practically purred, stepping closer to Dipper when the boy nodded, fingers once more stroking Dipper’s cheeks. “I’ll give you the sweetest dream you could ever imagine- but next time I will be wanting more than just a free meal, do you understand?”
Nodding eagerly, uncaring of the cost, Dipper was once again tucked into bed, a soft yawn escaping him as the demon worked his magic, this time, he could feel the soft kisses the demon gave him, the boy giving kisses back until his eye lids were to heavy and he found himself asleep, dreaming peacefully of cold fingers and kisses as the demon fed off his nightmares.
Not even a night later Dipper sat by the window, fingers resting against the cool glass of his window, waiting up just a little past midnight for his ‘angel’ to appear, his blanket tucked around him, his breath fogging the window until he realized the demon once more had arrived, his golden eye full of glee at the sight.
“My sweet one, have you had a bad dream again?”
“N-no, I- I don’t want to wake up anymore…” Dipper whispered, reaching out with his hands to hold one of the demon’s. “Please- the dreams you give me- they’re so much better than anything I could ever think of- so much better than reality…”
The demon’s eye widened in surprise before his lips fell into a smile.
“I want to dream and never wake up- I want to feel your hands on my cheeks and your lips on mine…” His cheeks were dark with embarrassment, eyes full of longing. “Please- won’t you give me a dream I won’t wake up from?”
Very few had asked such a request from the demon, and most received their dreams; most were found the next day dead in their beds, but this one?
The demon had plans for this one.
“And you are sure this is what you want?”
Dipper nodded, his fingers continuing to hold the demons hand.
With a smile the demon led Dipper to the window, his lips kissing the boy’s once more before he slipped out, reassuringly helping Dipper through the window, holding the gasping boy’s hand, knowing full well just how far up they were. Moving Dipper as if he was weightless the demon had him up in his arms, carrying him bridal style, fingers closing Dipper’s tired eyes, lips pressing against his.
Were it anyone else the demon would have dropped them, letting them have their ‘eternal sleep’, but this one?
This one was different, he would let the boy have the sweetest of dreams, and in return the demon will feed off any nightmare that dared to intrude on his realm.
For he was a dream eater- a demon of illusion and consequence, and was never going to let Dipper go.
Bill in his new demonic form. The time has come, and i decided made him my OC character. Because, for now i'm not associate his human form with triangle. William Fall - full name
When I look in the mirror, I know what I see
The animal in me
One with the demon, one with the beast
The animal in me (monster!)
Come a little closer
If you look into my eyes, do you see what I see?
I've got an animal, animal, animal in me
