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rabbitindemun · 1 month
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I will never get over this fanfic..
here ya' got, some FlatDreams doodles i did, sorry if it's a little confusing, i wasn't in the whole mood to draw, but i was reading the fanfic again * sobbing * and i was CRAVING for drawing a bit of it- (and some little billy drawings because, well, he's my spiritual animal HSHAH) (btw if you have any ideas or recommendations for drawings or minicomics please let me know... I want to draw these beautiful creatures of evil and my mind is DRY-) just in case
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billford-dump · 5 months
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Nobody actually knows if Bill destroyed his dimension on purpose, including Bill himself. He's lied about it so many times in so many ways for so long that he's lost track.
He burned it out of maliciousness, pure and simple. He didn't even have anything against the place, he just thought it would be fun.
His home was a convenient stepping stone on his road to power. The amount of energy released by burning down an entire universe, even a two-dimensional one, is easily enough to make someone a god if they know how to harness it.
Of course he destroyed it on purpose, he hated it, hated how oppressive it was, how boring it was- how could he not destroy a place so awful?
Obviously it was an accident. He loved his home, his family, he would never willingly destroy it.
He wasn't even involved with his dimension's destruction, he was just one of the few survivors, either by accident or design.
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marshiestars · 4 months
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has anyone else always been lowkey envious of ford’s old bill shrine. gimme one of those sick tapestries dude you got like 4 of them
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tswwwit · 1 year
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Consorts/concubines/wife turning out to be backstabbers being really common in the demonic world, especially the ones higher in the social ladder, and some demons expecting dipper to be a traitor/backstabber. So demons that had a grudge against bill tried to communicate with Dipper that they're on his side for the betrayal, and dipper who is just starting to learn demonic writing doesn't understand all the subtext and metaphors.
Random Demon:"yes.. With someone so close to bill on our side, our plan will be complete!"
Dipper trying to decipher who is this guy that keeps sending him these cryptic letters and what does he mean by saying "To kill a no leg lizard with fangs is to make a trap with big mouth bird beak and the anger of mice thousands":
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Very true! Lovers and partners turning out to be backstabbers is likely pretty common in the demon realm. And idioms and cultural references are super confusing, if you don't have the reference point!
Dipper's left reading about his opportunity to "Be the Urk'lagash of toe tickling' and immediately being
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zephrunsimperium · 9 months
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Mood boards for the soul.
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purple-warlock · 6 months
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archaic triangle fellow
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theshadowofve · 3 months
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iceespizza · 10 months
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do you ever think about the fact that bill got manipulated and killed by the guy that might have gotten manipulated by bill to get his brother back and the guy he did manipulate and then bill traumatized him.
do you ever think about the fact bill got scammed by the guy who had so many similarities to him, but he didn't realise they both were so similar.
do you ever think about the fact tha
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bijoumikhawal · 8 months
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Seeing straight peoples sexuality hot takes should entitle you to financial compensation
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jaratedrinker1 · 6 months
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Billtober go brr my tik tok acc: kedileriseverim46
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mt10lt20 · 2 years
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Having Cipixy feels.. Pre Stage of Apocalypse + using some of Pixy's lines. When the inner demons win.
<<Galm 1, give me some orders. Where am I supposed to fly? >>
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<<Cipher, respond. >>
<<Please.. >>
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moinsbienquekaworu · 11 months
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Calling it a night and I'm going to try and fall asleep before 2 in the morning
#and i want to ramble in the tags because eh i guess chatty mood#one thing i am quickly noticing looking at a few covers of spider-man & venom related stuff#is that the spider-man white-eyes design is so fucking cool actually#that's one thing that i am absolutely 100% on the comics side for#those white eyes just do Not look the same if they're not drawn in 2d#their design is so fun they feel so expressive#i feel like i did when i drew that like dozen of little bill ciphers making different faces#like i just unlocked a new thing you can do with your art and it's on my level and i need to try it out#i feel too sick for drawing though#when into the spiderverse came out and people were posting spidersonas i remember vaguely wanting to join in#but i feel like only now am i truly having the epiphany of how neat his suit looks#and i really do Not like the direction they took it in the movies#like the realism of it is kind of a turnoff for me#i like the way it looks in a 2d drawing but less the more realistic vibe of movies/recent video games#i love stylised shit!!!!! i love when stuff is stylised and works in ways that wouldn't necessarily work well irl!!!#i love the lack of texture and the textures you only get from a drawing#the fucking eyes...... i love those eyes#also i think i could be sold on the big pointy needle teeth venom has haha#i'm not too big into tonnes of teeth - two/four yeah i love vampires#but the mouthful of teeth was just a little too much for me at first#but the more i see it the less i find it yucky#i showed my friend a picture because i am incapable of being normal#and they were like oh he's so scary!!!#i got used to it personally and i just saw a style of vfx i'm not super fond of#ANYWAY. i love talking. if someone wants me to be background noise in vocal chat one day i love doing that#wow i have a ramble tag now
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marshiestars · 4 months
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watching people already start freaking out that their lovingly crafted hcs for bill are gonna get tossed out the window, as someone whose entire fanon for bill consists of him POST-canon as a struggling tumblr sexyman trying to get back on his feet, is. well it’s not boring
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nanobyting · 2 years
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ii.
This isn’t right. This isn’t right.
His ears are ringing with rapid gunfire and the sound of screaming. His nose is being assaulted with the smell of napalm and burnt bodies. Wet earth pressing against his back, not helping how the sticky heat makes his clothes cling to his skin and -
“Bell,” he croaks, straining to look down, finally getting his bearings and realizing the weight on his chest was her. He puts a hand on her hip to jostle her awake. The blast of that explosion must have - 
Her side is wet.
He pulls his hand back and blinks at the bright red liquid dripping down his arm.
He realizes he’s lying in a pool of her blood. “Bell!” He quickly moves to get up, gently grabbing her to lay her down next to him.
Her eyes flutter open and searches her surroundings - and he can tell the moment the pain hits her. She hisses while he tears open her jacket, then she whimpers when he reveals the wound to fresh air. She still hasn’t said a word, but her body’s reacting on its own as she grabs onto his wrist to anchor herself, needing to hold onto something for dear life.
She’s in shock.
“Bell, stay with me,” he says, not wasting a single second because it looks bad. It is bad. Something ripped open her right side when she got in front of him to protect him - she didn’t have to do that. She always does this. Gets herself in damn trouble for me. Gets in the line of fire for me. He never asks her to do this. She always acts as if he was the most precious damn thing in the world. Says things like life wouldn’t be worth living without him.
He hurries to get the gauze out of his pack and presses it against her wound to stop the bleeding, ignoring her cries. “I know, I know,” he shushes her, trying to keep his own nerves steady as he glances around to make sure that they weren’t going to get shot at while Bell was -
“Russell,” she whines, glancing down at her body again and reaching for his red red red hands, “it’s not - ”
“Move your hands, Bell, move your hands,” he growls. Too much blood. It isn’t stopping. Seeping through the gauze. Can’t stitch it up when it’s still bleeding like this.
“Cipher.” 
A whimper.
“Stay with me, Bell. Just focus on me. You’re gonna be alright.”
“Cipher.” 
“Russell.” She barely gets his name out and it makes him finally snap his attention to her even though he doesn’t want to.
“CIPHER!”
They aren’t in Vietnam anymore. They’re on the cliff side of Solovetsky and the Arctic air is burning the inside of his lungs as it carries the scent of Bell’s perfume mixed with the blood seeping out of her chest. She’s gasping, struggling to breathe because her lungs are filling with blood - she’s drowning in her own blood.
He stares, frozen in place. His hands felt so warm against her -
“It’s not - ” she gurgles, coughs, and spits, “ - it’s not your fault.”
“Stop,” he murmurs, staring at her as his hands tremble. Her own hands reach to settle on top of his, trapping him in this moment. “Bell, you - “
“Heroes - “ she led him and “ - have to make - ” stood at the edge of the cliff “ - sacrifices.” and fell.
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The world comes crashing down around him.
With Bell dying in his arms, peering up at him as if he was her whole world while her blood seeped deep into his skin, into his bones, into his soul.
“This isn’t how it happened.”
He looks up and there’s Bell standing over them. Healthy, no gaping wound in her chest, looking at him and her dying body with concern. Her hand reaches for him by the shirt and he’s pulled up and back into his living room, panting heavily as he stares at her blankly. 
Bell sighs and caresses his face. He leans into her touch.
“How many times have I told you? You can’t keep re-creating these fake memories, Cipher.”
“It isn’t fake,” he says, “not to you.”
She smiles, amused. “It’s fake to you.”
“No - it was real to you. I was there,” he breathes, “I was there. We made those memories together.” Halcyon days in Vietnam. How did she make memories where she yearned for those days in Vietnam? All because it was a time where she supposedly met him - where they grew close. In that corner of the world, far away from anything they knew, surviving against all odds together.
She considers him and drags the back of her hand down his cheek that has him shuddering. “Not those memories,” she says, “memories of me dying.”
“No,” he says urgently, “no. You - when he was scrambling your fucking brain, you kept - you kept going off script and trying to kill yourself in the scenarios.”
“I did?”
“You did.”
“While protecting you?”
“Yeah.”
“... What does that mean?”
“... I don’t know.” Bell frowns and he grabs onto her hands.
“You feel guilty. That’s all. You shouldn’t keep forcing yourself to go through those scenarios, Cipher.”
“I’m not forcing myself.”
She takes his hands in hers and squeezes them tight. Steps closer and tilts her head back to look up at him. She stares into his blue eyes and he wonders what she sees. Some days he wonders if she preferred him or who he used to be.
 “You should rest, Cipher.”
He stares into her. Those green eyes. He feels like they were brighter when she was alive. Sometimes her smiles wouldn't reach her eyes these days. He leans down to kiss her only to be stopped by her fingers pressing against his lips. He frowns and narrows his eyes at her.
“Don’t play this game,” she murmurs, “you always regret it.”
“You said you’d do anything for me.”
“Cipher...”
“Were you lying?”
“Of course not.” He stares at her, expecting more. He always expects more out of her. She doesn’t squirm like she used to. “I would never lie to you. I love you.”
“Show me, then.”
Bell tilts her head, the corner of her lips raising just a bit as her eyes squint with amusement. “You want me to?”
“Yes.”
“How badly?”
“More than anything.”
She laughs and presses against him as he wraps his arms around her tighter. “Oh, Cipher,” she sighs happily, lifting a leg up behind her as she wraps her arms around his neck, “what would you do without me?”
She licks into his mouth and he buries himself deep inside her with no hopes of crawling back out.
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tswwwit · 1 year
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I would love, even if its just its just brief summaries, to know the different thoughts going through bills head throughout the last smut. (mainly when he got the text and when dipper starts just blurting out thoughts and ideas bc i think those moments would be fun to see)
Imagine you're having the shittiest day at work. You're gritting your teeth and hanging onto it by your fingernails, knowing that eventually dealing with this absolutely idiotic, waffling, overstuffed, condescending dipshit of a client will be done with, you'll charge him out the nose for your services - which will probably be, like a hundred dollars, the way this is going! What bullshit. At least afterwards, you can collapse onto the bed and complain to your spouse about it. Which you have been doing, actually, waiting for a decent excuse to bail or check out early.
Then you get a text. And it's your partner saying they got you a brand new console, your favorite pizza - Oh! And a million bucks in untraceable cash - but you might have to kick your shitty client in the nuts so hard his eyes pop out. Does that sound... okay? No pressure or anything.
The reason Bill was a minute later than expected is because even he needed a moment. It was the sheer whiplash from going from Shit to Fucking Amazing.
#answers#Bill went from full on eeueuughhh about his day to practically having hearts floating around him#Perhaps literally depending on the magic situation in the place he was in#In my head Bill was 'hired' by a (shitty) villain and he got out of it by doing a quick betrayal and demanding to be cast out by the 'heros#“I Got THIS to get back to!! You think I wanna keep him waiting???”#He already hovers in his normal triangle form but this man was practically floating with delight heading back to Dipper#A graph of Bill's mood would start out super low then spike sharply at the pic#It then stays super high up with more spikes during all the shenanigans#After the smut they likely get cleaned up. Cuddle. And talk shit about idiots they've had to deal with#Bill Cipher has gone from doing his evil deeds and playing piano to an empty bedroom while raiding his own bar for distraction#To coming home to someone who'll listen to him bitch about his day and absolutely bicker with him about it#Calling him the worst thing in the universe. A scourge upon reality.#The most clever awful bastard. How *dare* he be handsome that's a crime -and frankly Dipper basically did it for him so he can't take credi#And sometimes even saying 'yeah you didn't *entirely* deserve to be screwed over that way. I could have done that *way* better.'#While Bill rests his head in his lap. Having someone listen to him ramble while he gets his hair played with. Lots of really good kisses#Warm. Close. Grossly domestic. But hey! Even *sex* can seem gross if you phrase it weird and *that's* a normal demonic pleasure#Sometimes fun things are just fuckin' FUN y'know?? Even if this one seems weird to other demons#It's. Nice. REALLY nice.#There's absolute no goddamn way he's going back to NOT having this#Even death won't pry it out of his greedy little mitts
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spritesaavy · 2 years
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NO KEVIN DONT SHAKE HIS HAND
my fav chaotic yellow duo
just listened to Triptych (ep 73) and damn. they made kevin a likable character, like, morally. was not expecting to feel sorry for kevin.
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