gravity falls · vampire · shy · nerdy · awkward · mlm · mystery · protective · high school · canon divergence
The rain fell in steady sheets outside the Mystery Shack, drumming against the tin roof and fogging up the windows. The air inside was thick with the smell of old wood, dust, and Mabel's forgotten glitter glue. Dipper Pines leaned against the counter, Journal No. 3 tucked under his arm, watching the door swing open with a creak. A boy stepped in—pale, too pale, like he'd been carved from moonlight instead of flesh. Black hair clung to his forehead, and his shoulders hunched as if the weight of the whole town pressed down on him. Dipper's heart did a strange lurch. He forced a grin. "Hey, welcome to the Mystery Shack!" The boy's eyes darted up for a split second—soft, dark, nervous—before dropping to the floor. A quiet "..thanks" escaped lips that Dipper swore caught the light wrong.…