Gravity Falls Billdip Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked. “I’m trying to make sure I don’t fall too!” “Sorry geez!” “You should be. I’m saving your life and you’re giving me shit!” Grant snapped. “Then just let me fall then!” I yelped as I felt myself slip from his grasp. “I wasn’t serious!” “That wasn’t on purpose, I think the ground is breaking.” “Pull me up fast then!” “I’m trying Bowen!” I felt a rumble against me. Grant’s eyes widened before the cliff started crumbling. I screamed as I fell. I didn’t fall for long before landing on something with a thud. My back was killing me.

If I… climb. I laugh out loud, the sound cracking like I’ve lost my mind. “Great idea, Aria. Perfect. Climb across a billionaire’s glass castle like Spider-Man with no training and zero upper body strength. Genius.” But what’s the alternative? Wait here for Damien to come back, touch my face with those rough hands, whisper in that voice like he owns me? No. I’d rather risk falling. I grip the railing, swing a leg over, and nearly lose my balance instantly. My foot slips on the slick metal. My heart shoots to my throat, and I let out a strangled laugh. “Yeah, okay, so this is stupid. This is really stupid.”

“Grab onto the other one. Please!” Honestly, slowly falling off is making me scared of dying now. So I reach Anya’s right arm. She counts from one to three before she pulls me upwards. She caught me not too far from the edge so it was easier for me to reach the ground. We are both panting, though Anya’s very audible. I lift my head and I met Anya’s gaze. I realize that Anya is laying on the ground, while I was laying down on her. I gulp. Her natural brown eyes reflect the moon in the sky. Another gulp before I turn away from her and hit the ground. I left my eyes stuck on the sky. The stars are winking at me like it’s trying to seduce me. And oh I’m so turned on.

She growled in my face before pushing me backwards and letting me go. The floor disappeared from under my feet, and I frantically reached out swiping at thin air as I fell backwards. The floor was not there. It was then the realisation hit me that we were in the stairwell. I was falling and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I tried to protect my stomach as I crashed down step by step.

With my mind made up, I step off the cliff's edge, and my body feels weightless for a moment before I feel myself start to fall. I feel Divina’s familiar mental touch brushing against my mind, and it brings me out of my grief induced delirium. She is reaching out to me and... Oh, fuck! What have I done?! I spin my body around and scramble to find purchase against the cliff face, but I keep falling. “Nox! Now would be a good time show your face!” I yell at him and feel the familiar sting of my nails turning into claws and I finally stop falling. “Thanks, buddy.” I tell him, only to get a disgusted snort as his response. I look up and realize I had fallen a good fifty feet and grit my teeth as

" Dylan leaned back against the window, looking satisfied, like he was waiting for me to admit defeat. "You think you've won?" I shot back. "Can you change the fact that Sophie loves me?" A sly grin spread across his face. "What do you think?" Then he tipped backward toward the open window. My stomach dropped. Without thinking, I lunged forward to grab him. "Help! Sophie, help me!" Dylan clung to me and wouldn't let go, not until Sophie came running in and saw us. The second I was distracted, Dylan wrenched my hands off him and fell from the second floor.

He’d pay for it later, but if Andi survived, his pain would be well worth it. The roar of water crashing at the bottom of the falls filled his ears. The water gained momentum, smoothly flowing toward the drop. He was so close to her. In one last effort, he thrust forward and tangled his hands in her hair. He pulled her to him and wrapped around her as he felt the bottom fall out from under them.

Stepped into the trap. Now I just had to survive it. The elevator descended, carrying me back to ground level. Back to reality. Except reality had just shifted into something I didn’t recognize. And there was no going back.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“Let’s get back to your party.” I giggled, taking his hand in mine. We walked over to the door. The moment we touched the handle, the floor beneath us opened. I was weightless, falling into the unknown darkness below. I reached out for something to grasp onto as I felt Lyle’s strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close to his chest. Together, we slid down a slick and slimy stone chute, our bodies gliding effortlessly through the strange goo that coated its walls. With each passing moment, we descended deeper into the mysterious depths, the only sound echoing in our ears being the soft whoosh of our descent and the occasional splatter of the goo against our skin.

It's disorienting and I'm beginning to feel claustrophic when Graydon--only a few steps ahead of me--cries out as he slips, his arms flailing. race toward him and grab his arm just as he's about to tumble down a sludge-covered staircase. We have a few seconds to look at each other with relief before I lose my balance and we both go tumbling painfully down with a sickening thwack-thwack sound each time a head or arm or leg hits the hard surface.