Gravity Falls: Queen
Fandom: Gravity Falls, Disney
Pairing: Gideon/Mabel
Rating: G
Summary: Prompted by Disney_Kink. Gideon just wants Mabel to love him. He doesn't care if it's of her own free will or not.
Gideon is used to being subtle. Of course, no one would call raising a demon from another dimension, or building a giant robot under the guise of an amusement center as subtle, but it wasn't in what he did but in how he did it. It was in how he, without so much as an attempt at an effort, got to know the mentality of the townsfolk and played upon it to create himself as the loveable, underdog kid going up against the mean, old town swindler, a character they didn't know even know they wanted until they saw him and realized how much they needed it. It was in how this was a talent a boy at his age should not have had the time to develop but there never was a time before. There was always just Gideon. Created not born.
Gideon is also used to having things his way. It's easy with Gravity Falls. He had it read from Day One and from Day One this was his kingdom. Or it would have been until he met a pair of twins and realized his kingdom was not complete. What was a King without a Queen? And who else could be his Queen but the beautiful and free-spirited Mabel. She didn't respond to him like others have. She didn't worship him like the lesser minded people of the town and neither did she scorn him like her Stanford who she most unfortunately happened to be related to. When she looked at him her eyes brightened and she saw…a companion? That was never a role he had played before but he went out with her anyway to talk for hours until the dying sun set over the impossibly carved cliffs of Gravity Falls to revel in every brushing of hands as she innocently smiled it away. But a part of him was always detached. Always calculating. How can I get this to be mine?
But this was not a problem that was easy to solve. It was not just a matter of making Mabel his Queen, but of getting rid of that fool her brother. Once again she had the unfortunate luck to be related to someone who hated him. And somehow this someone was just so awkward, ungraceful, uptight and plain irritating that Gideon could not understand how they could be related, let alone twins. But even fools have their own power and Dipper was able to turn Mabel away from Gideon.
What he want won't come naturally. His Queen will have to be created.
First he sends Dipper away. He does it after he's already stolen the deed to the Mystery Shack. Naturally the Mystery Twins would come to take revenge, though he had to admit that he did not expect it to be by gnomes. And after trying to regain his dignity after the attack, he has them apprehended with the very gnomes they set open him. But stopping them was not all that he wanted.
"Let's make a deal"
"What?" Dipper spits back at him, his voice rising in anger "Why would we make a deal with you?"
He inspects his fingernails and holds the third author's book lazily out to his side to remind Dipper of what he lost, "It doesn't seem like you have much of a choice now does it?"
Dipper grits his teeth in refusal of acknowledgement, but Mabel, ever so much more cooperative and ever so much more willing to look for the good she can bring out in other people asks "What kind of deal? You already have everything you want."
Gideon's eyes flick up from his nails and look her up and down possessively with a desire he should not know of.
Dipper tries to wrestle forward against the many gnomes holding him back, "Oh no you don't! Not my sister!"
"And who asked you?" Gideon asks coldly.
Dipper pulls harder against his restraints, panting, face flushing red with the effort "I don't care if you ask me. You are not getting near her."
"And what are you going to-"
He wipes the spit off of his face. "GET HIM OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"NO!" Mabel screams as the gnomes cart Dipper towards the now unrecognizable Mystery Shack. "Dipper!"
Gideon does not face towards her but feels a tug of…sympathy? No, but something like it to hear her so upset. He steps towards her "I hate to see you so distressed by something like this."
Her voice quickens, "Where are you taking him?"
He doesn't look at her but where her brother's form has disappeared, "Away."
"WHERE?" she demands, panic setting in.
But Gideon only becomes quiet before turning away from her, "You are not going to get him you know"
He expects to hear a yell, a scuffle as the sounds of struggle against the gnomes and most likely some shouting of words she heard from her great uncle but doesn't quite understand, but he doesn't hear any of that. Instead he hear a soft muttering.
"Mabel my queen, please don't cry."
She shudders, "Don't…Don't call me that" A pause to slow down her labored breathing, "Just let my brother go"
His voice is neither gloating nor frustrated, and the matter of factness of his tone causes her stomach to sink, "I won't"
"Why not?"
"He is in the way"
"Please"
"No"
"When will you?"
Gideon side-eyes her.
She becomes silent, fearing the answer, yet having no surprise when he tells her:
"When you earn it"
And she understand what he means.
She hangs her head. "Ok. I just need you to promise."
He smiles, and the dead, business tone leaves and instead is replaced with a giddy sweetness, "Of course my darling, I will write up a contract and everything. If there is one thing you can count on your other half for it is that he keeps his word."
He takes her hand in his, and she limply accepts it to be taken away from the gnomes who Gideon waves away. They disappear into the woods and she hesitates at the doorstep for a moment before an impatient pull of his hand forces her to disappear into the shack with him.
At first she doesn't smile though he takes her to the cliffs at sunset to hold hands again. He takes her to see her new kingdom, one ruled by robotic mechanics made by his servant McGucket and his psychic powers which see through any rebellion, not that there is much in the adoring community who readily accept him as their lord and master. He takes her to see all this and she remains unmoved. Their trips outside seem to make her only quieter and he can tell that she is retracing these paths with her brother, pausing to stare at an unremarkable stone where surely they spent hours relaying the latest mysteries, or hestitating to allow a branch to snap back as if Dipper were just behind her.
So he stops taking her out and instead entertains her in his mansion. This is more fit for his Queen anyway, the life of luxury and comfort he always wanted to give her. At first it seems to make her even worse and she becomes a bit skinner and is just as unresponsive to his presence. However, she does light up a bit when a servant comes in and despite her situation, she cannot but help to find some connection with them so that she cracks up, or the other one starts to smile until they both find themselves giggling together and everything feels alright for a moment.
But it does not feel alright for Gideon. She is his Queen in name only, but she does not love him like she does her brother, her uncle or his servants and he can see it in her eyes that deaden when he enters the room. So he sends the servants away and he becomes the only one to be in her presence and her eyes deaden more. The first few weeks, he brings her meals, three times a day and in the evening when he is done twisting the town further around his finger, twisting them further into a supernatural hell, he comes home to entertain her. These first few weeks she barely moves, and only the slightest flicker of her greying eyes serves as acknowledgement. These first few weeks he almost comes to a point where he is unsure if his solution will work…almost.
For just as he reaches that point, he notices that when he comes to serve her breakfast one morning, she no longer sits facing the wall hunched over, but towards him, and he can see a hunger in her that has nothing to do with the food he has brought. When he sits down next to her she no longer flinches automatically, but instead she greedily grabs the utensils from him, allowing herself to stroke his fingers and she presses her side up against his. When he comes home, he once again finds her pressing up against him with a deep hunger for contact. She begins talking to him and he cannot help but feel the deep desire to hear his voice regardless of what he is speaking about and she begins to nod along to his details of conquest and supernatural war.
Her eyes light up now in his presence and she no longer asks of Dipper as she did before every night as dark descended upon Gravity Falls. Instead she only asks for Gideon when she wakes.
And he smiles at what he has done and for how he has done it. It was in his way without help from the arcane author's books as a lesser minded person would have done. Instead he tilts up her chin and looks into her eyes that beam hungrily into his, nuzzling against his touch, asking for more, and he knows this is his.
Pairing: Gideon/Mabel
Rating: G
Summary: Prompted by Disney_Kink. Gideon just wants Mabel to love him. He doesn't care if it's of her own free will or not.
Gideon is used to being subtle. Of course, no one would call raising a demon from another dimension, or building a giant robot under the guise of an amusement center as subtle, but it wasn't in what he did but in how he did it. It was in how he, without so much as an attempt at an effort, got to know the mentality of the townsfolk and played upon it to create himself as the loveable, underdog kid going up against the mean, old town swindler, a character they didn't know even know they wanted until they saw him and realized how much they needed it. It was in how this was a talent a boy at his age should not have had the time to develop but there never was a time before. There was always just Gideon. Created not born.
Gideon is also used to having things his way. It's easy with Gravity Falls. He had it read from Day One and from Day One this was his kingdom. Or it would have been until he met a pair of twins and realized his kingdom was not complete. What was a King without a Queen? And who else could be his Queen but the beautiful and free-spirited Mabel. She didn't respond to him like others have. She didn't worship him like the lesser minded people of the town and neither did she scorn him like her Stanford who she most unfortunately happened to be related to. When she looked at him her eyes brightened and she saw…a companion? That was never a role he had played before but he went out with her anyway to talk for hours until the dying sun set over the impossibly carved cliffs of Gravity Falls to revel in every brushing of hands as she innocently smiled it away. But a part of him was always detached. Always calculating. How can I get this to be mine?
But this was not a problem that was easy to solve. It was not just a matter of making Mabel his Queen, but of getting rid of that fool her brother. Once again she had the unfortunate luck to be related to someone who hated him. And somehow this someone was just so awkward, ungraceful, uptight and plain irritating that Gideon could not understand how they could be related, let alone twins. But even fools have their own power and Dipper was able to turn Mabel away from Gideon.
What he want won't come naturally. His Queen will have to be created.
First he sends Dipper away. He does it after he's already stolen the deed to the Mystery Shack. Naturally the Mystery Twins would come to take revenge, though he had to admit that he did not expect it to be by gnomes. And after trying to regain his dignity after the attack, he has them apprehended with the very gnomes they set open him. But stopping them was not all that he wanted.
"Let's make a deal"
"What?" Dipper spits back at him, his voice rising in anger "Why would we make a deal with you?"
He inspects his fingernails and holds the third author's book lazily out to his side to remind Dipper of what he lost, "It doesn't seem like you have much of a choice now does it?"
Dipper grits his teeth in refusal of acknowledgement, but Mabel, ever so much more cooperative and ever so much more willing to look for the good she can bring out in other people asks "What kind of deal? You already have everything you want."
Gideon's eyes flick up from his nails and look her up and down possessively with a desire he should not know of.
Dipper tries to wrestle forward against the many gnomes holding him back, "Oh no you don't! Not my sister!"
"And who asked you?" Gideon asks coldly.
Dipper pulls harder against his restraints, panting, face flushing red with the effort "I don't care if you ask me. You are not getting near her."
"And what are you going to-"
He wipes the spit off of his face. "GET HIM OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"NO!" Mabel screams as the gnomes cart Dipper towards the now unrecognizable Mystery Shack. "Dipper!"
Gideon does not face towards her but feels a tug of…sympathy? No, but something like it to hear her so upset. He steps towards her "I hate to see you so distressed by something like this."
Her voice quickens, "Where are you taking him?"
He doesn't look at her but where her brother's form has disappeared, "Away."
"WHERE?" she demands, panic setting in.
But Gideon only becomes quiet before turning away from her, "You are not going to get him you know"
He expects to hear a yell, a scuffle as the sounds of struggle against the gnomes and most likely some shouting of words she heard from her great uncle but doesn't quite understand, but he doesn't hear any of that. Instead he hear a soft muttering.
"Mabel my queen, please don't cry."
She shudders, "Don't…Don't call me that" A pause to slow down her labored breathing, "Just let my brother go"
His voice is neither gloating nor frustrated, and the matter of factness of his tone causes her stomach to sink, "I won't"
"Why not?"
"He is in the way"
"Please"
"No"
"When will you?"
Gideon side-eyes her.
She becomes silent, fearing the answer, yet having no surprise when he tells her:
"When you earn it"
And she understand what he means.
She hangs her head. "Ok. I just need you to promise."
He smiles, and the dead, business tone leaves and instead is replaced with a giddy sweetness, "Of course my darling, I will write up a contract and everything. If there is one thing you can count on your other half for it is that he keeps his word."
He takes her hand in his, and she limply accepts it to be taken away from the gnomes who Gideon waves away. They disappear into the woods and she hesitates at the doorstep for a moment before an impatient pull of his hand forces her to disappear into the shack with him.
At first she doesn't smile though he takes her to the cliffs at sunset to hold hands again. He takes her to see her new kingdom, one ruled by robotic mechanics made by his servant McGucket and his psychic powers which see through any rebellion, not that there is much in the adoring community who readily accept him as their lord and master. He takes her to see all this and she remains unmoved. Their trips outside seem to make her only quieter and he can tell that she is retracing these paths with her brother, pausing to stare at an unremarkable stone where surely they spent hours relaying the latest mysteries, or hestitating to allow a branch to snap back as if Dipper were just behind her.
So he stops taking her out and instead entertains her in his mansion. This is more fit for his Queen anyway, the life of luxury and comfort he always wanted to give her. At first it seems to make her even worse and she becomes a bit skinner and is just as unresponsive to his presence. However, she does light up a bit when a servant comes in and despite her situation, she cannot but help to find some connection with them so that she cracks up, or the other one starts to smile until they both find themselves giggling together and everything feels alright for a moment.
But it does not feel alright for Gideon. She is his Queen in name only, but she does not love him like she does her brother, her uncle or his servants and he can see it in her eyes that deaden when he enters the room. So he sends the servants away and he becomes the only one to be in her presence and her eyes deaden more. The first few weeks, he brings her meals, three times a day and in the evening when he is done twisting the town further around his finger, twisting them further into a supernatural hell, he comes home to entertain her. These first few weeks she barely moves, and only the slightest flicker of her greying eyes serves as acknowledgement. These first few weeks he almost comes to a point where he is unsure if his solution will work…almost.
For just as he reaches that point, he notices that when he comes to serve her breakfast one morning, she no longer sits facing the wall hunched over, but towards him, and he can see a hunger in her that has nothing to do with the food he has brought. When he sits down next to her she no longer flinches automatically, but instead she greedily grabs the utensils from him, allowing herself to stroke his fingers and she presses her side up against his. When he comes home, he once again finds her pressing up against him with a deep hunger for contact. She begins talking to him and he cannot help but feel the deep desire to hear his voice regardless of what he is speaking about and she begins to nod along to his details of conquest and supernatural war.
Her eyes light up now in his presence and she no longer asks of Dipper as she did before every night as dark descended upon Gravity Falls. Instead she only asks for Gideon when she wakes.
And he smiles at what he has done and for how he has done it. It was in his way without help from the arcane author's books as a lesser minded person would have done. Instead he tilts up her chin and looks into her eyes that beam hungrily into his, nuzzling against his touch, asking for more, and he knows this is his.