Gravity Falls Billdip Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I stood up from the chair I was sitting on and took Baddy's hand. “Let's go.” I need to leave this place before the married man thinks of saying anything more. “Oh, okay.” Baddy gulped down her drink before she followed me to the dance floor. “Wait, I need to get my purse. You—” In an attempt to remove her arm from mine, Baddy mistakenly pushed me. Like a slow-motion movie, I started free-falling. Expecting to make a collision with the floor, however, I wasn't expecting to fall on something soft.

Since the door was closed, there's no way I could open the door while laying on the ground. I tried getting up, but it was just so impossible. Whenever I'm atleast succeeding... I end up falling flat to the ground. This is it.. I could literally see my soul leaving my body. I laid down there unable to move a finger... Sorry fiya, I couldn't fight to the end. Fiya's POV

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.

“I want to feel you take me. I want to be inside you so deep you forget where I end and you begin.” I braced my palms on the glass. He stripped quickly, then pressed against me, the thick head of his cock sliding through my slickness, teasing my entrance. He rested his forehead on my shoulder, breathing uneven. “I love you so much it scares me,” he confessed quietly. “I gave you the sky over Veridian because I want to give you the world. But right now all I can think about is sinking into this perfect, wet heat and never leaving. Please, Diana. Let me fuck you slow and deep. Let me show you how much I need you.”

“Spare me the bullshit. You’ve done worse to the people beneath you!” For once in my life I was a villain. And maybe this was payback, this was my karma. But I still wanted to live. I could right my wrongs… Edna still stabbed my wrist and I gasped sharply. My wrist snapped, betraying me. Gravity’s force pulled me as I let go of the rail. It happened so quickly and right before everything faded into oblivion, I saw Edna lock lips with Brandon. My body felt like it had no stamina or weight of its own—which in all senses didn't. Falling past four more layers of building, my skull cracked when it finally kissed earth.

“I don’t have to show myself. You know me. You know me better than anyone. The truth is, I was the one who raised you. I was the one who made you into what you are. All you need to do is look… deep.” The whole street goes dark, bringing out the contrast of the dark eyes even more. I step back, and all of a sudden, the ground disappears. It becomes a perfect mirror of the darkening sky. I let out a scream, trying to run, but it feels like falling now. My feet can still touch something solid, but a force of gravity is yanking at me, making me feel like I’m getting absorbed into a sandpit. I stagger back, trying to get away. But the absence of movement in my feet makes me fall flat on my back.

Lysander’s hand was on her throat. "You were a useful tool," he whispered. "But the contract is up." "No," Vespera tried to scream. "No, I changed it! I fixed it!" "You can't fix gravity," Lysander laughed. His fingers opened. The drop. The sickening lurch of her stomach into her throat. The rush of air roaring like a train. The terrifying acceleration. She was falling. Falling toward the cold asphalt. Toward the end. And this time, there was no waking up.

“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.

And then I was out the window. Outside. FOURTH. FLOOR. “I HAVEN’T EVEN SLEPT WITH MY MATE YET!” I shouted to the goddess. “YOU CAN’T KILL ME NOW! YOU SHOWED ME CANDY AND DIDN’T LET ME TASTE IT?!” “Layla!” Daisy cried. “I can’t hold you anymore! You are too heavy!” “DON’T YOU DARE DROP ME! If I fall, I’ll be buried seven feet deep just from impact! No shovel needed!”