alive in death valley - a dipper/pacifica ficdippica week:  day two - Temptation drawing by: @i

alive in death valley - a dipper/pacifica ficdippica week:  day two - Temptation drawing by: @iamjoemom / @mygfblogstory by: @diisco–girl       The forest grows dark and narrow and his heart is beating like a hammer against his chest, swinging and banging against all sides of his body as his foot nearly fails him when he tries jumping from a slope of dirt to another.     His family is safe, he made sure of that first. Ford had Stan, Mabel, Soos and Melody holed up in the Shack, down in a bunker made for protection years ago. It’s one of the few things that will give him solace now as the moon lies heavily on him, his pace slowing with his body giving out.    He had promised Ford he would come back, he had promised Mabel he would be in one piece but he just… he had to be sure. He couldn’t stomach the idea that if they were safe from Bill’s return, the rest of the town wouldn’t be. That Pacifica could run the risk of being near him.      Ford had anticipated Bill’s return, through vast and mighty powerful enchantments and deals, there’s a reason why he had made sure everyone that everyone that was a part of the Cipher wheel had been contacted to know about the possibility and to arm themselves… everyone except Pacifica.     When her parents had found out she had secretly been dating Dipper Pines ( “My, Pacifica, of all people!” ) She had been nearly stripped away from him, from all of them as she had forced to attend (she still hadn’t gone, but she had been packing) to an all girls summer camp experience the other side of the country and at first thought, Dipper had been devastated.     “It’s my fault they’re sending you away,” He had said in a hushed tone over the phone as he hid in this side of the room for the rest of the day. “Pacifica, I should have never urged you to sneak out, it wasn’t the right time.”      “Shut up, Dipper,” She had replied and her voice had sounded broken, a sniffle as a ruffling over the phone suggested a wiping away of tears. “I wanted to get out. I wanted to see you. And don’t worry, we’ll–” Her voice had nearly broken but she managed to continue. “We’ll make it through, I know we will.”     And she had sounded so sure, so eerily calm and collected, as if she had planned a way to get them out of the situation. And then it hit him.     “Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy,” A hauntingly familiar mix of voices says around the forest as Dipper stops running, the blood rush going from his head to his body exhilarating in an exhausted way. He hadn’t realized how much he stretched of his body until it wasn’t enough. A figure came out of the shadows, all too familiar, yellow eyes glowing in the dark. “Anyone ever told you that worrying makes a young man old?”     And it’s as if one of his worst nightmares had come to life– a vision so bone chillingly terrified to him that it caused him to be still, as if his feet had been glued to the ground. Pacifica was walking towards him, it’s her body, it’s her face, it’s her long, luscious blonde hair and her stunning smile– but it’s Bill’s eyes. It’s Bill’s words, mixed in with hers and Bill’s way of addressing him.He’d gotten to her first.       “No,” He says in disbelief, finally able to move and it had been a step back. His fist coil against his legs as he feels aghast at the entire situation. “Where’s Pacifica?”     There’s a laugh that escapes her throat, and it’s a strangely awful but familiar sound. It’s Pacifica’s laughter, mixed in with Bill’s maniacal manner. “Can’t you see what’s beyond the obvious, Pine Tree,” She says, taking a step forward, hunching her body forward to him, enough to make him step back until he realized he was against a tree trunk. “I am Pacifica. Sure, there’s some of good ol’ Bill running around in the mindscape but trust me,” She had said hands on hips, taking another step forward. “I’m all Northwest.”     In an instinctive manner, Dipper shakes his head. Denying was the way to go because really, what else is there? “No,” He says again like a broken record. “Pacifica wouldn’t call me Pine Tree.”     “Oh, honey,” She says and her voice now is 100% Pacifica’s, the tilt of her voice and all perfectly accentuated by hand gestures. “Trust me, I’m just a manifestation of Pacifica’s wants and desires and oh boy, does she like you.”      Dipper’s cheeks flush and right now was not the time to think of that, to think of any of that and yet his heart skipped a beat at the thought of Pacifica wanting him in that manner. But he frowns, eyebrows creasing into a form. Now was definitely not the time for that. “What do you want?” He asks, infuriated. “What did you do to her?”    There’s a giggle rising up her throat that manages to escape in soft, breathy Pacifica sort of way and maybe– just maybe this was actually her. “What? Did you think I deliberately forced myself into her mindscape? Oh, Pine Tree, you better than anyone should know I don’t pass without permission.”      And as much as he hated– she was right. The feeling of helplessness of being outside his body still terrified him until today, the thought of one day waking up and seeing his body rather than being in it. “So what?” He asks, as Pacifica moves closer to his body, hands on the sides of the tree trunk that he rested against, her body dangerously close to his. “What was the deal?”     Pacifica tisks, shaking her head softly as she lifted Dipper by his chin to look at him. “Let me tell you, she wasn’t easy. She has a hard will and she’s stubborn as all hell but I guess her parents being gigantic assholes was the last straw to break the camel’s back.” Pacifica looks at him, big blue eyes that seem familiar, oh so familiar, that it nearly tore him apart. “She wanted the perfect summer with you, isn’t that sweet?”      And he hates himself for thinking it, he hates himself for even considering the idea as a passing thought but oh god it is, it is everything he wants without having to face the consequences. “Then why this? Why invade her body?”      “Because I needed to seal the deal with you,” She replies nonchalantly. “So what do you say, Dipper,” And her voice is Pacifica’s, soft, delicate and just so completely and utterly hers that he forgets himself for a moment, forgets the worries around him and just focuses on her. She offers her hand to him. “Do you want to get that perfect summer with me? No Northwest parents to bug you, no impending doom of the summer end. Just you, me, your family and the rest of the sun filled days.”     Under the moonlight, Pacifica had always looked gorgeous, as much as he loved making her the physical manifestation of the sun, the moon also enhanced her features, made her into a more ethereal figure than he ever thought possible and he’s considering it. The temptation is strong and nearly poisonous as he looks into Pacifica’s eyes and swallows a breath.    I would do anything for you, He thinks. But I can’t do this. I can’t leave the town behind. I’m sorry.      And his heart is heavy, it’s wild and it’s thumping around like a caged bird but with all his restraint he manages to avoid her seduction– to avoid to live a lie once again. “No,” He answers with pain in his voice. “No deal.”    And there’s a hauntingly wicked smile that grazes her lips as she backs away, eyes going from Pacifica’s blue to the awful yellow that haunts his nightmares. “Oh, Dipper,” Is all that is heard before a flash of teeth and voice growing from Pacifica’s to something far more sinister. “You’ve just made a huge mistake.” And with that, she vanished.    He had failed her– even though he’s sure its what she would have wanted -- source link
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