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gaybananabread · 2 months
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Can you do Stan, Ford, and Bill (gravity falls) headcanons? If not that’s completely fine! Take your time!!
☆⑅Felony Trio Headcanons⑅⁠☆
(Stan, Ford & Bill)
~No idea if these three have an actual group name or not, but this is what I'm going with. You can't tell me they haven't committed at least one a piece, accidentally and/or on purpose. These sillies will always have a special place in my heart as one of my earlier obsessions. Thank you for requesting!~
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❓Stanley💵
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General:
Silly con-man gives me ler-leaning switch vibes. Loves wrecking his family, but wouldn’t mind the occasional giggle-fest.
Over the years, he’s developed the elusive “can say the t-word whenever” power, though it definitely didn’t used to be that way. Ford reminds him of that whenever it’s most annoying.
Can easily admit that he likes tickling others, but receiving it? Yeah, good luck. He’s willing to die on that hill.
Lee:
A bit rare, but he will get lee moods. He’s a “ride it out in silence” kinda guy, but Ford can sometimes catch onto his bullshit (definitely not bc he does it too what-)
If he DOES try and solve his problem, it’ll be in the most roundabout way possible. Provoking his brother, teasing his great niece and nephew until they try something, you name it. If it works, it works.
Worst spots are his armpits and the area right beneath his belly button. Enjoy watching him lose his mind if you target either one ♡
Melt spot is his ears. You can’t tell me his goofy ears wouldn’t make him giggle his heart out; he’d love every second of it.
Very gruff, choppy giggles. Sounds kinda like he’s been chain smoking, then saw the funniest thing in his life. When you really get him going, deep and rough belly laughter. Occasional snorts if you wanna kill him.
Ler:
When he gets in a ler mood, he’ll either bother his overworking brother or mess with one of the kids. Sometimes his family can tell, though he won’t normally admit anything.
Such a wonderful asshole of a ler-
Teases, smart-ass comments, horrible dad jokes, and more! Definitely the one to go to if you want a shameless wrecking.
“You’re a lil’ squeak toy, huh? I just squeeze your side and- yup, just like that.”
“Ya know, you could’ve just pushed me away by now. Don’t worry, I noticed.”
“You sure squirm a lot, don'tcha? Like a lil’ worm, could use you as fishing bait!”
“It tickles? Wow, that must really suck for you.”
Pretty good with aftercare. He'll ruffle your hair and tease you, of course, but he lets you lay on him while the TV plays. Fair trade, honestly.
👓Stanford🖋️
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General:
Can you really tell me he isn't at least a little lee? After all those years with little to no comforting contact, he loves a good giggle fest.
Making his great niece and nephew laugh, though? Even better.
He doesn't always get that feeling, so I'm going lee-leaning switch.
Lee:
If you even mention it around him, he'll blush, no matter his mood. It's real bad when he's lee.
You can kinda gauge if he's in a mood by just saying the t-word (if you can, that is)
If you don't have that magic, then he's still pretty obvious in other ways.
Extra stuttering, constantly adjusting his glasses, eyes lingering on your hands, wobbly smiles. If you've got eyes, you'll be able to tell.
Will deny it at first, but it's pretty flimsy.
“I-I don't know what you're talking about. I survived the roughest interdimensional plane there is. I don't need…that.”
He falls apart the minute you wiggle your fingers at him.
Worst spots are his hips, followed by his ribs. A few squeezes to either will have him snorting up a storm.
Melt spots are his ears and the tops of his thighs. Like his brother, his ears are lovely to run a feather across for both him and the ler. He loves gentle traces on his thighs, though. Have him a melted, giggling puddle in seconds.
He loses tickle fights on purpose at least 76.4% of the time. Don’t ask me how I got that number: I just know.
Ler:
His ler moods are rare, but if he’s feeling a bit distant from his family, he’ll try and piece things with some giggles.
Soft, playful ler. He never wants to go too far, but he isn’t afraid to goof around and tease while he’s at it.
“I think I’ve got a leg up here, huh? Thanks to my extra fingers, this has gotta be at least 20% more ticklish~”
“You really do blush quite a lot. It’s pretty cute to watch.”
“As a scientist, it’s my job to conduct experiments. Let’s try now. Hypothesis: if I get your worst spot, you’ll laugh at least twice as loud as you are now. Time for the experiment~”
The moment you say stop, even if you don’t mean it, he pulls away. If you want more, you’ll have to ask him.
Pretty great with aftercare. Will absolutely cuddle you, maybe even tell some stories if you’re interested. He’s got plenty from his time in the portal, though he keeps the angstier ones to himself. Any tale he tells is almost guaranteed to make you smile.
🎩Bill💛
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General:
Believe it or not, the chaotic dorito does like tickling. In fact, after him and Mabel’s interaction, they seem to randomly plague his thoughts at the most inopportune times. It goes in either direction, his moods as random as his personality.
Considering this, we’re gonna go straight-up switch.
Lee:
These moods are especially hard for the demon to satiate. His friends are insane, but none completely batshit enough to try something like tickling him. When he needs a fix, he usually has to outsource it or suffer until it goes away.
On the off chance he does outsource, he goes for one of the Pines twins. They’re hesitant to let him in, but he’s a sweet-talker. Once he’s inside, it barely takes an hour for him to provoke someone into wrecking him.
His spots vary based on the body he’s inhabiting. The one time he was tickled in his own (Weirdmageddon incident, don’t ask), he found that his hat and feet got him laughing the most.
(don’t come at me, his hat re-grew flesh when he got shot in it)
He doesn’t really have a distinct melt spot, though he loves being tickled right beneath his bowtie. It makes him kick and squirm, but it also makes him incredibly giddy.
Ler:
I’d tell you to run for your life, but it won’t do you much good.
Evil, sarcastic and rough ler. Good luck breathing o7
The kinda dude to go for all your worst spots first, and only explore the softer side if he’s wanting to spice things up.
Can and will generate any tool he feels like to wreck you (surprisingly enough, he’ll ask first)
Boundaries really need to be set before anything happens. Otherwise he’ll just go until he feels like stopping. If you look on the brink of passing out, he’ll quit, but other than that nah.
VERY teasy, with a large handful of sarcasm and sass.
“Geez, you laugh really loud when I get ya here. Mind dialing it down? I don’t wanna go deaf before I’m 20 million.”
“Ha! You snort? I’ve gotta hear that again, c’mon!”
“You’re confusing. You say ‘no, go away,’ but you haven’t even tried escaping. I’m supposed to be the crazy one here; mind explaining?”
“Wow, this is driving you nuts, huh? We’re gonna match!”
Not super great at aftercare unless you ask. He can make any snack or drink you want by snapping, and he knows some great rom-coms to doze off to (don’t ask why unless you wanna go for round two).
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dj-banana-love-2 · 2 months
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So should I do a fic,drawing or tickle audio for lee!cricket ler!bill
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ashaleeleedagurl · 6 months
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[The Day When Bill and Fiddleford Cheer Up Ford]
Fandom: Gravity Falls
Ships: FiddleFord/Stanford McGucket/Fiddleford Pines/FiddleAuthor (However you say it)
Summary: Stanford and Fiddleford were working on a few experiments before Fiddleford noticed his partner a bit hesitant doing things with a triangle guy (Bill) in his mind
Lee: Ford
Ler(s): Bill, McGucket
Au: 30 yrs ago
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"So, what about next week? If we don't find them, we can try again." Fiddleford said calmly, as Ford fidgeted.
Bill came out of Ford's mind for a few minutes and said to McGucket, "He's been like this for weeks, I don't know what's wrong with him!"
They both saw Stanford fidget with a bunch of gadgets (stress toys) to calm himself down as he blankly stares at a blank piece of paper. He was also softly whimpering, for who knows how long.
Fiddleford was the first to say something to him, gently kissing him, "Ford? What has gotten into you?"
"N-Nothing dear" Ford said, turning slightly red.
Bill chimed in, "Doesn't look nor sound like it. Tell us Sixer, what's going on in that genius brain of yours."
Ford didn't want to budge still, he didn't want to tell them that he missesd Stanley.
"Sixer." Bill said sternly like a parent scolding their kid.
"I'm not talking, and you can't make me!" Ford protested, but Bill and Fiddleford had ways to make him talk.
Fiddleford and Bill wiggled their fingers in front of him and started tickling Ford in his vulnerable state.
Instead of laughing though, which Fiddleford and Bill found adorable, Ford was squealing and squeaking, still giggling though.
"Guhuhuys, cuhuhut ihihit ohohout.." Ford said, trying not to let an ILLUMINATI DEMON and his BOYFRIEND get the best of him. He was not giving up/not trying to laugh too hard.
Bill then started mercilessly tickling his armpits, which sent him into absolute hysterics.
"BIHIHILL STOHOHOP IHIHIT, PLEHEHEHASE!!!"
"Not until you tell us why you've been down in the dumps!" Bill strongly said.
"NEHEHVER!!!" Ford yelled through his squeaking laughter, his face flushed red and tears of mirth flowing down his face.
Bill looked at McGucket and he started licking all over his hip bone, making Stanford fall over.
Ford could barely talk, so his words sounded like squeaks and squeals, "OHOHKAHAHY, OHOHKAHAHY!!! IHIHIHI'LL TEHEHELL YOHOHOU!!!!"
The two ceased their tickling as Ford fell over, Fiddleford catching him mid-fall, which Ford managed to say, "I.... I miss S-Stanley..."
Bill and Fiddleford hugged Stanford and made him feel loved, even if they weren't Stan.
Ford hugged back and started crying as Fiddleford and Bill rubbed his back and head.
"It's ok hon, there's no reason to cry..." McGucket said.
Bill chimed in, "You're safe with us..."
Fiddleford started crying himself as Bill joined in a few seconds later.
They all felt better and fell asleep, cuddling on the floor.
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ticklebillcipherrn · 1 year
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I thought this was cute
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Even though I dont support billdip, I LOVE this
Tickle Tickle by Damare
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colinthegaycomputer · 2 years
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Lesson learned! Don’t betray Bi- God!
Day 5. PUNISHMENT!
(Sorry I couldn’t do day 4! I got on a wrong bus and didn’t get home until 2 hours later! Cant lie it was kinda traumatic. But who cares! I’m back baby!!)
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alixlives · 2 years
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THIS. PICTURE.
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cutesmokes · 7 months
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He's trying to get his husband to relax 💕
Day 14: soft
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august-anon · 2 years
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Losers Club Tickle Head canons + Pennywise?
I'm gonna skip over Pennywise cuz I don't really vibe with putting the demon alien clown in my tickle fluff dkjfjkdfhd (no shade to you!! just not my vibe) but definitely yeah on the Losers!!
I don't wanna take over everyone's dashboards though, and there's 7 of them, so the headcanons are under the cut!!
(also i was a little brief with all of them just because there were so many and i didn't want it to be a super long post lol)
Bill
Ler
Look. He is an older brother. he absolutely is a tickle monster
he's always careful to stop when people aren't having fun anymore though
he winds up giving more than receiving because he just. has too much skill, the other Losers know that if they tickle him there Will be retaliation lol
Lee
He seems like he'd be really squirmy idk lol
he is absolutely most ticklish under his arms in my opinion
he does not have a very high tolerance for tickling lol, he doesn't get tickled enough for it
Stan
Ler
I feel like he ALSO would be on the giving end more than the receiving end
he is very deadpan about it. a lot of the others will tease or joke around while tickling someone, but he just seems so unimpressed the whole time lol
i feel like he's one of the only people who's managed to tickle Bill and get away from it unscathed lol
Lee
Stan is a giggler and you cannot convince me otherwise -- his face just gets all scrunchy and his laugh all high pitched and cute
ribs and sides on my boy, ribs and sides
he's so deadpan and serious a lot of the time, the others definitely tickle him (when they know he'd be okay with it) to get him to smile
Richie
Ler
He will Not shut up -- teasing, commentary, just general mouthing off, he will not stop talking, and he will talk louder to be heard over your laughter if he thinks you can't hear him lol
half the time he tickles someone is cuz he actually feels like tickling someone, the other half of the time is just provocation
he is constantly bouncing around someone's spots unless he is trying deliberately to target somewhere, he just Cannot Stay Still lol
Lee
He is very squeaky/snorty
feet and hips 100%
he isn't just a squirmer, he's a flailer. Watch out if you are tickling his feet. He knocked one of Eddie's teeth crooked once lol
Eddie
Ler
Eddie baby :( you are just so small it is so hard for you to get the upper hand here -- but small also means fast and that is his advantage
Where Richie jumps around, Eddie seems like he'd definitely focus in on one spot until he got stopped or got what he wanted out of it
he talks too, but he talks so fast that half the time his lee can't keep up with what he's saying with all his commentary lol
Lee
He is absolutely one of the Losers picked on more often in this sense lol
Knees knees knees, all those shorts of his will the be the death of him
Screams and kicks and fights back, even though he's having fun and doesn't necessarily want it to stop lol
Bev
Ler
Tied with Bill for biggest tickle monster of the group for SURE
she doesn't even need to tickle you to know where you're most ticklish, she just needs to look at you and she knows lol
The only person who can tickle her unscathed is Ben, and even he can't get away with it 90% of the time
Lee
Ribs and Neck!!!
her laugh is absolutely adorable but if you comment on it you better run because she is coming for you lol
it usually takes multiple people to take her down (unless you're ben, and even he can't most of the time lol)
Ben
Ler
poor boy is 2nd most got after Eddie so he doesn't have his time to shine often, but he's very sweet when he does
all light tickles and occasional soft teasing, also lots of compliments, he is very sweet
when he is older and he's all big and buff you'd think he'd use his newfound strength to fight back or pin the others -- he doesn't, he's too much of a sweetheart to even consider that
Lee
Sides and stomach! When they're older and he and Bev get together she absolutely like traces her nails along the lines of his abs to drive him crazy
He doesn't squirm around much, he curls up though and tries to block off his spots
he laughs really easy, you just wiggle your fingers at him and he's already gone
Mike
Ler
He's definitely the type to tussle/wrestle/tickle fight, but in a very careful and gentle way
he's pretty tentative at first cuz he was homeschooled and ostracized so he didn't really have friends before, but he gains confidence pretty fast
he will absolutely help pin Bill down so that the others can get revenge (within reason lol)
Lee
He and Bill are ticklish armpits buddies!
he is the wet noodle type, he goes limp as he laughs (which is at odds with his tickle fight tendencies lol)
sweetest giggles, hearties belly laughs, full-bodied laughter all around
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marshiestars · 1 year
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the tumblr sexymen if they were WOKE 😤😤😤
BI Cipher 😡
TRANS Undertale 😨
The PRONOUNS-ler 😰
Na-GAY-to Komaeda 😱
GAY-rahim 🤯
Cecil Palmer
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starleska · 4 months
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so those of us who've been writing for and discussing the Toymaker have found it a little tricky at times to discern the Toymaker's characteristics, given how often he changes up his accent, appearance, and temperament!! so, we developed a very silly solution 🙈💖 what's more fun that arbitrary categorisation? these are the different 'facets' of the Toymaker we've noticed - or rather, the characters he plays - and the shorthand names we use for him!! each name corresponds to a particular presentation of the Toymaker, largely tied to changes in voice, appearance and personality. there are moments where these distinct characters bleed into one another! we have:
1920s German Toymaker: the playful, teasing, pseudo-German speaking Toymaker who sells Charles Bannerjee Stooky Bill, and who menacingly juggles at the Doctor and Donna. this is the Toymaker at his personal best: fully invested in his character and thriving in a toy-themed performance. 🧸
French Cabaret Toymaker: the charming, lipsticked, French-accented dancer who accosts the Doctor on the street and sways amid the mayhem of The Giggle. this is a Toymaker who revels in chaos and destruction, and who is equal parts stunning and disquieting 🕺
Marionettist Toymaker: the frightening and severe puppeteer who grows to an impossible size, pulls marionette-Charles' strings and speaks in rhyme. this Toymaker feels the most similar to the original Celestial Toymaker played by Michael Gough! although superficially similar to other Toymakers, his hair is noticeably different and his demeanour is far more sinister 🧵
Showman Toymaker: the volatile ringmaster whose emotions shift on a dime, and who seems equally torn between performance, play, and injustice. this Toymaker is marked in contrast to Marionettist and 1920s German due to the occasional appearance of his American accent, and the apparent sincerity with which he delivers his show for Donna. 🎪
British Card Dealer Toymaker: the cool, calculating cardician whose respect for the game overshadows any desire for drama. much like with Showman, little glimpses of the Toymaker's other characters peek out here, but this Toymaker has a marked seriousness about him that's only knocked by his excitement upon gaining an advantage or winning. 👑
Band Leader Toymaker: the impossible menace with a distinctly feral energy. this Toymaker is a sadist: causing wanton pain, destruction and murder and loving every moment of it. Spice Up Your Life indeed 🌹
WWI Pilot Toymaker: the furious child who refuses to lose. this Toymaker is one who has grown frustrated with those around him who won't play his games, and these frustrations make him unable to maintain his previous playful persona: instead, we see lashings of anger coupled with violence, and the notable sadism of Band Leader 👨‍✈️
(Bonus) Flat Toymaker: the loser, and the lost little boy. i will admit, this was originally because i wanted an even set 😂💖 however, there's an intriguing moment of vulnerability from the Toymaker here, when he begs the Doctor for mercy. for a moment, we get a look into that 'vastness that will never cease' beneath all of the Toymaker's pomp and frills, and we see how truly frightened he is 🎁
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gaybananabread · 2 years
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Everyone has a weakness, tough guy
Happy 10 year anniversary to Gravity Falls! I know I'm late, I've been procrastinating. This happens in the Weirdmageddon scene where Bill is trying to get the equation to escape Gravity Falls.
Lee: Ford
Ler: Bill
Summary: Bill is interrogating a stubborn Ford, when he remembers something that just might get some answers.
Warnings: Gravity Falls spoilers, if you haven't seen it. This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!
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"...And all I need is your help." He couldn't belive Bill. "You're insane if you think I'll help you!" He just laughed. They were in Bill's pyramid, and he needed the equation. "Hahaha! I'm insane either way, Brainiac! But have it your way. I'll just fish around and get that equation, directly out of your mind!"
Bill left his body, moving towards Ford. "Not so fast! You know the rules, Bill. You may be able to haunt my dreams, but you can't enter my mind unless I shake your hand and let you in."
"You are making this so much harder than it needs to be!" Bill summoned chains to bind Ford's ankles and neck. They lifted him into the air, bringing him close to Bill's face. "Everyone has a weakness, tough guy. I'll make you talk. It's only a matter of time."
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"COME ON, SIXER! Why won't you just GIVE ME THE EQUATION! " Bill had been at it for hours! He'd tried subjecting him to unimaginable horrors, changing the functions of all his face holes, and he even let Teeth bite him a couple times! Ford still wouldn't budge!
"You're not going to win, Cypher! That equation will never see the light of day!" Come on Bill! Think! Any weaknesses about Ford, any at all! Paranoia? No, too simple.....Oh Yeah! Yeah, that's perfect!
"Alright Fordsie, I'll give you one last chance. What. Is. The. Formula?" Ford grit his teeth. "I will never tell you, you three-sided menace!" Though he would have preferred the formula, Bill still got to torture Ford. "Suit yourself."
When Ford saw Bill wiggling his fingers, he knew he was screwed. "A-are you kidding me? You think that's going to do anything?! Hah! You're ridiculous!" He meant it to sound cocky, but it came out more desperate than anything.
"All you have to do is tell me the equation, and you can avoid this." Crap, he had Ford cornered. "I'll never give anyone that formula! Especially not you!"
The triangle floated over, resting his hands on Ford's sides. "Last chaaaaance~" He tapped his fingers as he sung it, making Ford stifle a giggle. "N-never!" As soon as those words left his mouth, Cypher dug in, kneading and pinching his sides.
Ford tried to hold in his laughter, but he broke in seconds. "PFFT- CYHIHIHIHIPHER! STOHOHOHOP THIHIHIHIS MAHAHAHADNEHESS!" Bill just shook his head (point? eyeball half?). "Wohow, Sixer. You're more ticklish than I remembered!"
"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!" Ford squirmed and kicked at his restraints, but they wouldn't budge. "Yeah, no, Ford. Those chains are made of pure weirdness energy. I'm the only one who can release them." He went down to Ford's hips, squeezing at the sensitive skin. "BIHIHIHILL! *snort * STOHOHOHOP IHIHIT!"
Bill's eye widened. "Did you juhust snort? Aw man, that's hilarious! Do it again!" He tweaked his hip bone and got the same reaction. "I wonder if anyone else knows about this weakness of yours, Fordsie~" Ford was howling. "PLEHEHEHEAHSE STOHOHO*snort *HOHOP! BIHIHIHIHIHILL!"
"Am I gonna get that equation, Sixer?" Ford shook his head wildly. "IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T!" "Can't what? Take the tickles, or give me the equation?" Bill's teases kept on coming. "BOHOHOTH!" "Then I guess I can't stop."
Bill summoned two more sets of chains to hold Ford's arms above his head. "Bill! Wahahahahit! Dohon't!" The man tried to pull at his arms, but the chains were stronger. "Sorry not sorry, Sixer!"
When Bill dug into the hollows of his pits, Ford screeched. "EEEEEHEHAHAHA! BIHIHIHIHIHILL! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! HAHAHAHA!" Bill laughed at his reaction. "Ha! Man, your noises just get better and better!"
"If only you would just give me that equation, Fordsie. Than I wouldn't have to tickle-tickle-tickle you. Your poor, ticklish armpits. And we can't forget your sides-" "JUHUHUHUST *snort * SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP AHAHALREHEHEADY!"
The tickling continued for a few more minutes. By that time, Ford looked like he was about to pass out. His eyes were wet with tears of mirth, his face scrunched up, and his laughter turned wheezy. Bill stopped, knowing that an unconscious Ford wouldn't do him much good.
"Am I going to get that formula now, Ford?" The man in question was panting, trying to catch his breath. "I....will n-never...give it to you." Bill was, as you can imagine, not happy to hear that. He grew in size, turning an angry shade of red.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ALL THAT, AND YOU STILL WON'T GIVE IT TO ME?! UGH!" He huffed and messaged his temples, changing back to his banana yellow color. "Fine then." He snapped his fingers, shrinking down and summoning a megaphone. "Hench-maniacs! Get in here and give me some ideas!"
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justphilia · 2 years
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Just read a convincing tumblr post
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midzurugi · 2 years
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if this doesn't get used to welcome new tumblrinas then idk what will
anyways
credits
model/
the once-ler/ mmdhearxie
bill cipher/ tda, dmitrycross
tony/ tda, robieyn
sans/ yukanuntiusel
reigen/りんぽん
spamton/ vibapop, the-irish-gal
nagito/ みずごろ
ingo/ nintendo, game freak, pikapika-2000
black hat/ flightfelon, sab64
alastor/ tda, sendiemmd
motion/ ろんちーの
camera/ 一護牛乳
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Three Sexymen walk into a bar--- /j
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alixlives · 2 years
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DID YOU SEE WHEN AIMSEY WAS STREAMING AND BOTH RANBOO AND BILLZO MADE CLAW LIKE HANDS TOWARDS THEM? I WAS LIKE 😀 GOOD SIRS
NO I DID NOT?? WHAAT
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shamelessler · 1 month
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Being human was definitely overwhelming. In some instances Bill's increased senses were satisfying and intruiging, such as slamming a hammer onto the back of his hand or swan diving from the balcony.
Granted those both ended in Mabel fussing over him for days. Then there was the other side of feelings that were absolutely agonizing (as if breaking all your bones isn't agonizing).
There was of course the pain of being unable to quiet down an irritatingly loud room, feeling trapped in a small space, gross textures, crying. Crying was his least favorite part of being human.
He sat up in the spare room of the Mystery Shack currently bawling his eyes out. Strangely enough, crying always made him feel better once the tears had finally come to a stop, but the guilt always followed him soon after.
He remembered laughing coldly in the face of his victims tears, and he felt an odd sense of hypocricy that clawed at his insides. It felt an awful lot like remorse.
"Bill, it's time for your check up." Came the weathered voice of his former rival, Ford. Bill quickly attempted to wipe his tears away and forced a smile onto his face. "Hey Sixer. Is it time already to invade my personal space once again?"
"You lost your right to personal space when you decided to be the ring leader of the apocolypse." Ford deadpanned. Fair enough.
Bill sighed before swinging his legs off of where he was perched to follow the taller man downstairs into his lab.
Out of all the people who disliked having Bill as a guest, Ford probably hated it the most. Dipper always seemed to be on constant alert as well but he was more scared of Bill than Ford was.
It had irritated Bill to no end by the fact that Ford treated him like a beaten old dog, harmless without his powers. It irritated him even more to know that Ford was correct.
"Checking me for any powers is pointless, I hope you know that," Bill reminded, "if I had my powers I'd be out of here faster than you could say Axolotl."
As expected, Ford completely ignored Bill's sass and pretended like he hadn't said anything. "You've been crying." Ford stated matter of factly. This caught Bill so off gaurd that he choked out, "How did you know?"
He swore he could've seen a smug smile from Ford which made his blood start to boil. With what, he wasn't quite sure... "Your eyes are red and puffy. I used that much to deduce that you were crying, isn't that right?"
"I wasn't crying. I've never cried, I'm not like you meat bags." Bill said confidently. Ford rolled his eyes as he lifted Bill up and plopped him on the examination table like he weighed nothing--which, he probably did. Human food didn't agree with him-- before his face softened.
The look was uncomfortably familiar to Bill, it was a look of pity. He'd gotten it countless times in the past two weeks by Mabel but seeing it from Ford of all people was unnerving.
"You do realize that you are one of us now, right? And that means you are vulnerable to the same softness us humans possess. There's no use trying to hide it." Ford said sternly.
Bill squirmed uncomfortably on the table as Ford pressed a cold stethoscope to his bare chest. "I'd rather that nobody pictures me snivelling like an idiot."
Ford snorted, retreating the stethoscope from Bill and scribbling data onto his clipboard. "Too late."
Bill snarled at Ford, his fists tightening weakly. He tried his best to ignore Ford's snide remarks, he truly had, but he was just so infuriating! Despite knowing his weak strength, he kicked Ford square in the chest.
He was breifly satisfied by the sound of Ford grunting in pain and clutching his chest, before fear took over when he saw Ford lunge at him and sucessfully pin his arms.
Pain wasn't exactly Bill's concern at the moment, he was simply terrifyed of being humilated by the fact that he could not stop Ford even if he wanted to. "I wouldn't do that if I were you! I'll tell Shooting Star and you'll never hear the end of it." Bill threatened.
To his surprise, Ford smiled. "I'm not going to hurt you, Bill. I'm actually going to use something that Mabel would strongly approve of."
...What the hell did he mean by tha-
"W-Wait, no.. SIXER!" Bill burst out laughing after Ford placed one wiggling finger to his exposed armpit. "I thought that tickling would be much more effective." Ford teased. To Bill's horror, his face began to redden.
"You DI-" Bill was cut off by his own shrieking when all twelve of Ford's fingers came brushing past his sides. "Language, Bill. There are children here." Ford said seriously, but only Bill could detect the hint of amusement in his eye.
God, this was one of the most humiliating things he'd ever been through. More humiliating than being beaten by 12 year olds, even...
The worst part was he knew that with his depleted strength there was no hope at fighting back, and Ford gave him the wiggle room to try.
"Honestly I didn't know that this would work out so well," Ford commented in surprise, "Mabel told me she used tickling against you one time, but I didn't think she was actually serious."
Bill growled at Ford through his laughter. "T-This is cruhuel and unusual punishment, Sixer!" Ford smirked at those words and then traced lightly along Bill's waist, delighting by the snorting it produced.
"I think it's only fair. Now you're really getting the human experience." Ford chuckled. "Are you ready for the finale?" Bill's brow furrowed in confusion as the tickling came to a stop.
"Finale? What are you talking about?" Ford smoothed over the skin on Bill's tummy before taking in a cheeky breath. "A raspberry."
"The fruit? I don't see how that's- FUCKFUCKFUCK!!!" Bill dissolved into shrieking laughter as Ford brought his face down into the softness of Bill's stomach and nuzzled against it as he gave him one of the most diabolical forms of tickling Bill had ever come across.
Ford snickered inbetween raspberries, causing Bill to shake with laughter. "PLEHEHASE FORD!" Bill cried out as he squirming turned into melting and his maniacal laughter shifted to amused hysterics. Ford was caught off gaurd by the use of his real name and finally pulled away to which Bill audibly praised the Lord.
"Jesus, Bill. I tickled you so hard you turned religious?" Ford laughed, although this time there was only warmth lacing it. Bill felt himself involuntarily smiling brightly at the sound of it. "Shut up, Sixer. You know you're the same."
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A/N: sorry if this sucks fml.
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