Anime one shots (includes songfics)

Sixteen- Dipper x Teenage! Journalist! Reader (PART TWO)

*Dipper's POV*

"MABEL IT WENT OUT SO AWKWARDLY!!!" I whined as I punched the table with my head lying on the table.

"You said she patted your head and didn't care much the fact you went so stalker on her, i bet it's not that big of a deal..." Mabel chuckled.

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT CRUSHES, DO YOU!!?" I yelled.

Her reply was a sigh, "You have two, I have more than five. I think I even know more than you do..."

"WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW!? SHE PROBABLY NEVER WANTS TO SEE ME AGAIN!!" I was almost to the point of having a breakdown.

"I know it's stupid but give it a try. Ask Gruncle Ford if he's seen some formula where you turn three years older, read the journal again while she's asleep and have her get into you." She suggested.

I hesitated, for once this isn't much of a ridiculous idea, "That could work...that could work...sure."

*time skip*

I got the formula given by Stanford, I sneaked into (y/n)'s bedroom again. She wasn't asleep and was instead taking a shower. Since I'm not a pervert, I took the journal immediately instead of watching her take a bath.

I kept turning me and turning the pages. It was a good thing she only started what she calls her 'five minute shower'. Here's what I found from one of the pages,

One of my typical best friends asked me "what would your dream boy be like?" And since I never get things straight with that girl, I just told her, "As long as his mind is clean, I guess anything would do."

Then again, none of what I tell that girl is true. Since she's a gossip and all. The truth is I like tall guys. The ones who wear black jackets but isn't a goth. And the really cool guys who are very chill but actually care about things. I would also appreciate if he only had one tattoo, probably at his arm.

I would also like the guys with a very deep voice, but not too deep to make their emotions disappear. And the ones with dark hair, doesn't necessarily have to be black.

Well that's all I need to say for now, see ya.

Well I got that information in my head. And then I heard (y/n)'s footsteps going out of the bathroom. So I ran back to the mystery shack and spilled the formula on myself when I got inside my room.

The first moment, my eyes closed. The next one, my eyes opened and I was on the floor. I glared at myself in the mirror, I was a teenager.

"Son of a..." I covered my mouth in surprise, my voice was deeper. And I had a bill cipher tattoo on my left arm.

I slowly removed my hand from my arm, and smiled at myself, screaming, "MABEL!! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!"

Mabel busted through the door, "DIPPER ARE YOU GOING THROUGH PUBERTY-"

Her jaw dropped when she found me, "oh my god...you're a teenager...you're ready."

"I know I am."

*time skip*

"Wow Dipper, it really payed off."

"Should I change my name?"

"Nah, that takes too much time. I'll just tell her your name is also Dipper."

"Fine, Wendy. But how do you know she's even coming back."

"I asked her to buy me cappuccino while I'm on my shift. Plus, she comes here every Friday."

I rolled my eyes. And I heard footsteps going forward, it was (y/n). I grabbed the third journal and pretended to read even if I was waiting for her to approach me.

"Hey Wendy." She turned to me, with her eyes slightly widening. I just slightly smiled at her and waved.

"Oh yeah, this is the other Dipper I know."

"H-Hi...I'm (y/n)..."

"Nice to meet you."

*normal POV*

You stuttered, this Dipper looked really really good. Honestly you thought it cleared your mind over the fact Dipper Pines stalked you just yesterday.

"So how long have you been on gravity falls? I don't really see you much." He asked

"Oh...I just moved after a few days..." You curled your hair with your finger.

"By the way, me and my friends are going to a street fair, you guys wanna come?"

"Sure." You smiled, "You coming, Dipper?"

"Of course." He scoffed. You couldn't stop staring at the boy, you thought he was really hot. And you just didn't want to confess cause you thought Dipper Pines would feel bad about you having a crush.

*at the fair...*

You were spending most of your time with Dipper. He bought you ice cream, cotton candy, gave you tickets to the rides, and still keeps that cool personality.

And then Mabel ran to you and greeted you, "Hey (y/n)! How are ya?"

"I'm doing pretty good. Is Dipper with you?"

At first she didn't seem so sure about something and didn't really look at me straight in the eye. She still answered pridefully after that,

"Yeah, he's buying me and Soos corndogs..." She had a big smile on her face.

"Okay...me and my...guy friend are going the other way. See you around..."

"Sure..."

You and Dipper sat down. It was quiet, until he spoke up. "Have you ever had a boyfriend before."

"Well I thought of one when I moved here...but I don't think I should..."

"Why...?"

"Well I have this 13 year old friend named Dipper who kinda has a crush on me. And his last crush is one of my best friends, who had a boyfriend and was in friend zone for a long time. And...I don't want the same situation for me. I'm...just not in the mood."

Dipper remained silent again. You didn't even notice that you were talking to Dipper Pines, and he had the worse situation ever.

A/N: Part three? Plot suggestion?