#bill cipher x y/n

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[lilacxquartz]

part 4 of 19 of kinktober: dreams

bill cipher x reader

plot: you couldn’t truly escape bill, not even when you slept and tonight, he had a special sort of visit arranged — a/n: there is some plot to this one — themes: yan!bill cipher, dreams/mindscape, teasing, orgasm denial, gn!reader, dubcon — w.c: ~1.6k

kinktober masterlist • main masterlist • ao3 • part 2 >

Sleep was something of a fifty-fifty endeavour for you.

In the best case scenario, you would wake up fully rested with no further issues, but in the worst case? You’d see him there; his looming presence haunting the darkest depths of your mind—forcing you to remember just how much control he truly had over you—again and again.

For a while, he left you alone, letting your mind recover for just long enough to be lulled into a false sense of security. Tonight however, just as you finally were about to fall sleep… you got a bad feeling.

Bill was waiting for you and you could tell.

(It was all too good to be true. You were never free to begin with, you silly thing.)

Your dreamscape itself was pretty simple, as far as you understood it. Your mind presented memories in a large paper calendar with core fragments highlighted in a red marker. A lot of what was stored was mundane, but if you flipped the pages back far enough, you could relive the one and only time that you allowed Bill to get close to you.

It wasn’t just highlighted in red marker, but it had been tampered with; decorated around the borders by Bill himself. Small yellow triangles scratched in glittering ink and etchings of singular eyes familiar to his own.

A memory locked away of you being just nineteen, maybe twenty, wasting away over the summer back home from college. You didn’t have much going on and the temptation to let Bill in was stronger than ever.

You shouldn’t have done so…

(…But you did.)

You hated that memory; a sign of momentarily lapsed weakness captured and replayed for as long as you lived. Dreams were something you didn’t have anymore otherwise. It was either nothingness or it was something like this.

You were exhausted.

The memory was always the same, too.

You watched on from within the shadows as though you were a helpless passenger with no control of the vehicle; witnessing the time that you let Bill in when you shouldn’t have. His sudden appearance and mocking demeanour betrayed no hint at him likely anticipating it at the time—so smug and prideful—a willing victim fallen to manipulation.

It was a humiliating sight to witness as your past self became so flustered and overwhelmed like soft putty in his hands. You had no choice but to endure this replaying memory, watching as his arm snaked towards your lower body, going places where you should never have let him go.

Curse that… entity.

That wretched demon.

Why did he have to make you relive this scene again and again? Was it because he knew about your struggles to get off in the waking world? You betted that he did. Watching from the shadows as you tried to touch yourself to relive that moment, only to be shamed by your own self out of doing so.

You couldn’t ever follow through.

Not when he was potentially watching.

(And you would hate for him to tell you that he told you so, that you can’t help but still want him back. Oh no, no, no. The very least you could do was to deny him that pleasure.)

While distracted, you accidentally gulped just loud enough for your voice to bleed into the memory. Shit. You managed to avoid him for so long by enduring and keeping quiet, but now you had inadvertently doomed yourself to something else.

Bill dislodged from your past self, leaving them to sulk back onto the floor. His voice was deceptively enthusiastic as always, emanating an eerie whimsy, “Well, well, well. Look who’s all red faced from spying on what was supposed to be a private moment? Who knew that it would get you so worked up?”

“I’m not…” you trailed off, feeling less than confident in your reply, “I'm not worked up.”

“No?” he taunted, sounding disbelieving before pointing his cane back to your dream self, still sulking but otherwise panting and recollecting their breath from stolen pleasure. “I think that you’re lying…! Or, no… Could it be that you’re—that you’re jealous? Oh wow, now this is rich!”

You didn’t dare reply but you did freeze a little as he resumed his actions on you instead. This was a new development. He pushed his cane in between your legs, willing you to clench tight against it with an unseen force before wriggling it around long enough to elicit a pleasured response.

“Oh, don’t tell me that this is all it takes to get you going these days?” Bill mocked, slightly pumping and stirring the stick around your clenching form. “I didn’t think that you would be so sensitive, so desperate and dare I say… needy? You really are full of surprises!”

Finally finding your backbone, you attempted to put a stop to the madness, “Get out of my head, Bill.”

He could only let out a dry, humourless laugh before sliding out the cane from your teased sex at last.

“Silly you!” he beamed once more, pushing you up against the wall from that same hidden power from before. “Why not just admit it, huh? You actually kind of liked that! Didn’t you?”

“N-no,” you denied with an unconvincing stutter, “it’s n-not like that.”

Bill however didn’t waver, slipping his hands beneath the fabric of your crotch, reaching to feel the evidence of your arousal. “Wow! So excited and just from a little touch! If you didn’t like that, then why are you reacting that way, huh?”

“Stop—“ you tried to punch back, your own words betraying you as you in fact didn’t want him to cease.

“—yeah, yeah,” he sneered, pulling back at your request, but you could tell that it was far from over.

You watched as he floated around with some sort of purpose, the once nostalgic interior of your old bedroom fading away into a blank void, along with your past self dissolving into nothingness.

“You can pretend to hate me now,” Bill continued after a moment of tense silence, “but deep down, I know you crave a release, don’t you? And hey, I’ll tell you what. Give in to me and I’ll leave you alone for a whole year.”

“What’s the catch?” you wearily sighed.

Bill laughed heartily to himself before propping the came back to where it was, his voice thoroughly amused, “Aw, nothing! Why do you always think there’s a catch?” he asked, lazily stroking at your sex, seemingly taking pleasure in watching you writhe, “I can be nice… sometimes! As long as you can admit that you can’t live without me… then I’ll give you that and more.”

“You know that I’ll never do that,” you shot back.

“Still playing hard to get?” he asked, swirling the wand around some more. “Not a problem. I can always rekindle that spark. How about I remind you exactly why, that for a while, you couldn’t stop thinking about me all the time…” he trailed off slightly, his voice temporarily fond before returning back to ridiculing, “…or maybe I’ll tease your past version who did like me over and over. Or better yet! Maybe I’ll just stick around in your head forever. You’re too much fun to mess with, after all.”

The atmosphere in the void pocket then dropped to something else, something thick with danger and perhaps even longing possession. His form faded towards you, flashing up tight against you in stark, jarring clarity.

With a wide, manic eye, his voice became low, methodical and even suggestive, “Let’s face it, you’ll never get rid of me… at least not fully. I’ll always be a part of you and because of that… I’m… not… going… anywhere!”

His words built up in slowly charged pulses, practically erupting with menacing glee by the final word. In a way, you had to admit it, he was good at messing with you.

You had barely any time to process what he was saying however, before his hands were back to where they were. He stroked at you with more passionate fervour that time, stealing occasionally uttered moans that broke out of your lips, sending radiating waves of red that coloured your cheeks in embarrassment.

“Aw, look at ya,” Bill caught on, catching the note of your slipped whimper by holding one hand to the side of his linear surface, as though taking it into his body. “So confused, but so aroused…! Oh, that’s adorable!”

You bit your lip as the pleasure within you rose with simmering force, feeling a tightening stir boiling from within your lower abdomen. He knew exactly what he was doing—getting you all hot like that—writhing and squirming at his will and yet, as he drove you closer towards the edge, he stopped. Bill abruptly pulled away from you and didn’t allow you to have the final push that was otherwise needed for you to come undone. Being as cruel as he was, he yanked his hand back and hovered ever so slightly above you, feeding you a look of pure, utter contempt.

“Not so fast, silly. Looks like you got a little too excited, huh?” he laughed, propping his cane that time underneath your chin before forcing you to look up at him, “you know the drill: I’ll only play nice when you can finally admit that you need me… until then, enjoy waking up all alone, frustrated and confused.”

And with that, you tore upright into the waking world a cold, clammy sweat feeling angry. The last remnants of an already fleeting warmth evaporated away into nothingness—leaving you to wonder if it actually did happen—but if Bill had forced you to forget the pleasure he had caused.

Knowing him, that’s exactly what he did.

Just to be cruel.

[lohotine]

BILL CIPHER x GN READER HEAD CANNONS.

Warnings: NOT PROOF READ, and slight manipulation + very very small gore. It's mainly fluff.

I feel like he wouldn't be the best partner, and DEFINITELY has some major issues, but I'm delusional and brain dead, so IDC, LMAO.

Bill Cipher would probably be VERY obsessed interested in you. Concerningly so, but oh well.

Would always be watching out for them and stuff, making sure they're safe.

At least in the Weirdmageddon arc, he would spoil them, and make sure they get whatever the want. EXCEPT FREEDOM, IF YOU ARE BEING FORCED TO DATE-

He probably can switch to a human form, but won't do it unless you ask.

Oh, he would definitely be manipulative. Manipulation, guilt tripping, playing the victim, all that jazz.

If you ARE dating him willingly, he won't be as manipulative, since he doesn't have to. Might even let you leave... (sometimes..)

As for the types of affection he would show, maybe some bonks here and there, since he doesn't really have lips, and probably hand holding.

He would also like showing you off to his friends, like a type of trophy.

Says stuff like, "Look, I've got the BEST human in the entire universe! See, they're really cute!"

When you say something that surprises or flustsers him, which is rare, his hat might spin or his bow might shake a bit.

He'll never admit that you made him feel flustered though. Too bratty for that.

If there are ever scary movie nights, he will show you the MOST GRUESOME and gory movies from his realm and laugh if you get scared.

Might even give you one or two nightmares on it just because he thinks it's funny. He's a bit of a sadist.

Does not need to eat, but can eat with you if you want.

Isn't the best cook since he thinks eating is dumb.

If you ever insult his cooking he will become a master in the culinary arts just out of spite to prove you wrong.

100% talks to you in your dreams. Can show you some pretty neat stuff.

That's about it. If you want more, just ask me. I'm sure my little simp brain can make up SO MUCH MORE.

Bye~

[tea-plantz]

your bill hcs were so good and got me thinking... what about yandere bill w/ a reader whos in a relationship already with ford?? i love your work btw!!!

Oooh this is such an interesting request! Thank you so much for submitting this, I absolutely LOVE writing stuff like this!

He/him for Bill

They/them for the reader

<Yandere Bill Cipher x reader who’s in a relationship with Ford Pines>

When Bill found out that you were already with somebody, he was devastated, moreover, when he found out that the other person was Ford, he completely lost it. You were supposed to be HIS and HIS ALONE!!

Homeboy was oozing with jealousy fr.

The triangle couldn’t grasp how you could fall for someone like Ford! I mean, it’s Ford for gods sake!

He probably stalked the two of you while you were out on dates, all while angrily muttering to himself and sending an unknowing Ford death stares. (Bill punching the air rn)

At first he debated on just killing Ford and getting it all over with, that’s usually the easiest way to solve problems, but then he realized that if he did that, you would most definitely hate him.

He couldn’t risk that happening and he knew it, Bill isn’t a dumb guy, y’know. Therefore, he decided on the second best option: To threaten Ford instead.

Bill waited until the timing was just right, before appearing right in front of Ford himself in one of his most terrifying forms. (Like when he’s all red and big and stuff)

“Cipher?! What do you want? Haven’t you already tormented me and my family enough?!” “Ford Pines, my good pal! I’m not here to cause any harm old man, I’m just here to reclaim something that’s MINE buddy” “What? Something of yours? I have no idea what you’re talking about Cipher!” “A precious little s/o of yours say’s otherwise!”

Once Ford realized what Bill was talking about, he panicked. Y/n? Why did Bill want you? No! He can’t let that demon have you! Who knows what the hell that psycho had in mind?!

Now, the outcome of this conversation was mostly just Ford becoming way more protective over you, and Bill failing to claim you as his.

So when that didn’t work, he resorted to plan B: pursuing you.

“Hey, sugar tits (pls someone stop me) why be with that old sack of meat, when you could be with a real charm devil *wink wink* (with ultimate rizz)

The dorito tried every trick in the book to win you over without causing any harm as to not scare you, but when you still stayed with Ford after everything, he finally snapped.

You were his and ONLY his, that’s the way it is supposed to be, and if you can’t accept that, he will just have to make you realize how much better than Ford he is, resulting in some pretty traumatic scenes for you, but not to worry! Your new boyfriend is here to make it all okay… he can treat you better then Ford, better than anybody for that matter, and he was going to prove it.

Look at him, such a silly little thing

[spaceumbredoggos]

There has been a criminal absence of recent Yandere Bill Cipher x Reader headcanons, so I made some. Also, the tumblr folks eat this shit up. It’s hilarious. No one cares about my Kenz fic that I pour my heart and soul into, but when it comes to Yandere Bill, you thirst for the man. I am currently only taking headcanon requests (will elaborate later) because art takes forever to make.

All these HC’s also apply to Bill’s Relationship with my self insert OC. Just if they didn’t exist, like tumblr thinks they don’t. Please give So Much for Stardust the love it deserves. I’ll appreciate it.

Bill is very touchy feely to a criminal degree. (That’s as far as I’m gonna go because I don’t wanna have to put a content warning, and I don’t wanna come across as triggering. In my mind, it’s in line with Bill’s character to be that free candy van uncle.)

Does Bill possess Y/N? Does grass grow? Does a bear shit in the woods? That’s one of his favorite things to do. And he’s really good at covering his tracks. You bet your ass Y/N will wake up fucking wounded and sore from frequent possessions.

If Y/N dies, which would be pretty rare given Bill’s obsession, they’re gonna end up as a sinner in hell with their soul owned by Bill. Bill is higher than god himself on the hierarchy of my headcanoned Hellaverse if he did exist (which would be fucking hilarious, but given how much I hate Vivzie for various reasons, I doubt Hirsch would accept a collab since Vivzie has a heinous track record. My recent hyperfixation of the Hellaverse is clearly showing.) Bill would act almost like an overlord this way, and it’ll be sorta like a Val and Angel Dust relationship that’s written better. (I’m skirting around the most taboo parts of this to avoid triggering people including myself.)

Odds are, Y/N wouldn’t die. Bill has plans for them after all. So good luck avoiding his agenda of building a portal. Also, he’ll probably leave Alex Hirsch alone a lot, which may or may not lead to a drought in his Gravity Falls content. Bill’s likely to start a cult at this point to hunt Y/N down, specifically out of all those down bad fankids who’d let him do unspeakable things to them.

Bill will resort to all sorts of psychological torture. Maybe even projecting himself into your video games and other media that you delve into, with various alternate versions of himself (I’m glaring at you, Volo from Pokemon Legends Arceus.)

With every single fandom you hold dear tainted (and he’s gonna do a lot of unspeakable things to fandoms), you will be molded into serving him. If his interpretation from character AI taught me anything (which I no longer support) it’s that he needs total obedience from a slave and would stop at nothing to have that.

Good luck going off the grid to avoid him, because that’s when shit gets 100 times worse. With no contact with those you care about, he’d start driving you crazy. And if you managed the injuries he did to your body when he possessed it successfully, you won’t be able to manage any further injury that happens from your eventual insanity.

Bill has a blood kink times 11. He’ll do anything to make you bleed, but not bleed out. Blood and pain is what he feeds on.

He’s going to be speaking in Y/N’s head all the fucking time. He’ll be mixing his voice directly into Y/N’s own thoughts, taking over their entire fantasies, and quite possibly drive them to the point of dissociating in a psych ward for any sort of relief if they don’t build a portal for him to cross over.

This isn’t a scenario where Y/N is blind to all the red flags, and if it were, there’d still be nothing they could really do. Y/N is powerless, riddled with fear, and trying to flee and fight at any turn. Bill truly has them trapped from the moment he laid his possessive eye on them.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Master list 2

Gravity Falls (more to add soon)

Reader trying to confess to Ford w/ Mabel’s help - part two

Kissing Ford/ Stanley

Stan/ford reaction to reader smoking weed as a form of destress

Reader and Ford laying in bed together (not sexual)

Being Ford’s controversially younger s/o in their 20’s

Demon reader who use to work for bill becomes good

Ford gets sick/injured and is stubborn about it

Stealing mullet!stan’s jacket and Ford’s trench coat

Ford w/ a partner who acts like they’re still crushing on him no matter what he does

Bill chiper sick fic

Stan/Ford and why they love to call you their wife/husband/ spouse

Ford w/ a crush who’s obsessed with his hands

Bill cipher’s current obsession being in a love triangle with Ford and Stanley

Reader who’s sick/ injured w/ Ford

Bill cipher w/ a kaidou! Reader

Stanley’s s/o gets stuck in the portal instead of Ford - part two where reader comes home

Demon reader who visits bill in theraprism

Ford kissing reader after coming back from the portal

More kissing Ford cuz I wanna kiss that senior citizen

Reader goes into the portal with Ford

Fellas grab your ladies, if your lady fine trend w/ Ford by Mabel

Teaching Ford to kiss/ being his first kiss drab

God! Reader who’s seen timelines where the kids die, and protects them, only to break down in front of Ford and Stan about it

Ford comes back, only to be told that reader is dead

Ford missing his s/o while in the multiverse

They’re my boyfriend/ husband actually w/ Ford/ Stan

Bill/ Stanford with a clumsy s/o

Reader comforting bill

Reader being Ford’s assistant and being fake married to Stanley, only to find out that they actually like him romantically - part two

Reader being Stan and Ford’s childhood friend who they fall for when older

Reader being Ford’s s/o and their relationship with Stan, dipper and Mabel

Domestic Ford hdc

Stan/ Ford being told by bill that reader dies in every universe including theirs

Platonic Stan and Reader

Ford in dimension 52 missing reader

‘What are you waiting for? A kiss on the cheek?’ W/ Stan/ Ford

Being sort of friends w: bill cipher

Bill doing readers makeup

Baby bill

Dad! Stanford

Stanford and reader taking a nap

Dad! Stanley

Ford drab

Bill and reader and then destroying the portal

Bill getting princess treatment

Bill bakes w/ reader

Ford protecting reader, even if it means pushing them away and cutting contact due to threats from bill about harming them while possessing him

Ford fluff drab

Ford reacting to reader wearing his turtleneck for the first time (aka me going feral over a senior citizen by insinuating that reader isn’t wearing anything underneath the turtleneck cuz I wish it was me)

Controversial young s/o things w/Ford and Stanley

Reader reacting to Stanley loosing his memories after Weirdmagedon

Stanley looses his spouse again

Rainy day cuddles w/ Ford/Stanley

Stan and Ford being saved by reader

The pines family meeting reader who pops out of a portal in the middle of their living room.

Ford drop kicks a gnome (not clickbait)

Reader possessed by bill pushed Ford into the portal, but is told by Ford to get out of his house upon his return.

Part two; bill tells all

Ghost! Reader

Reader who knows the equation offers themselves to Bill, asking him to leave the twins and people of gravity falls alone while condemning Stan and Ford to whatever punishment he could think of

Alternative: reader joins Bill after reader is kicked out of the shack by Ford

Reader erases their memory of the pines family after getting kicked out/ Weirdmagedon and can’t recall their memories because they didn’t have enough to help jog them

Reader tells Stan that without them, he’d be a lonely old man

Stan and reader try to domesticate a raccoon and call him bandit

Ghost reader during Halloween

Stanford tried to read but reader is feeling affectionate

Percy Jackson

Luke fluff

Percy and reader who is the child of the god of dreams

Luke and reader sneaking out of the cabins to cuddle and kiss

Percy being a bro

Luke Drabble

It’s rotten work/ not to me w/ Luke

DC (Batfam) (more to add soon)

Jason/ dick with a reader who distance themselves from them upon realising they have feelings due to abandonment issues

Batfam w/ reader who hides their hurt from them

Damian fluff

Jason wanting his s/o’s attention cuz they’re being less affectionate as of late

Batboys forgetting to kiss their s/o after patrol

Ignoring batboys as a prank

‘My boyfriend doesn’t love me anymore’ w/ Jason and dick

Jason/ dick chilling with their s/o, only for their brothers to come in and see them for the first time

Batboys w/ shy s/o trying to hold their hand first but getting flustered

Batboys reaction to their s/o saying their full name

Dick/ Jason getting jealous over shirtless Hugh jackman scene in dp & wolverine

Jason gets stuffed animals as gifts from his s/o

Dick and Jason’s crush telling them that they know their vigilantes when healing their wounds

Batboys reacting to reader being in hospital

Jason w/ an author! S/o

Jason meeting his s/o who died with him again after so long

Jason/ dick reaction to their crush asking them while they’re in vigilante form if they’ve seen them (Jason/dick) and being worried.

Dick called reader a good girl (fem reader coded)

Another Damian scenario

Damian meeting his brothers s/o

Jason w/ a s/o who loves to compliment him, even in their sleep

Jason head cannons

Bat fam nightmare comfort

Batfam w/ a reader who zones out but doesn’t tell them why they’re smiling and or frowning

Batfam w/ a reader who loves to give them spontaneous hugs

Dick being dramatic cuz reader called him rich and not dick or Dickie bird or boy wonder

[uno-san]

Got inspired by @single-eutanasia own post because I am unfortunately too attracted to this man for my own good

[magicalbunbun]

A song for Y/n Cipher

Definitely forces bill to dance with them.

[exodusin]

♱ — 𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖗 𖤐 bill cipher x mermaid!reader ; triangle bill only in this blog, no twinkifacation of the nation, bill is an ass but we love him the way he is. Bill is obsessed with you in his own way, bill calls reader ‘Bubbles’

* ੈ✩‧₊˚

You swam gracefully through the clear, turquoise waters, your (favorite color) tail shimmering as you moved. Reaching the surface, you rested on a large boulder, gazing out at the gentle waves as the cool wind caressed your wet skin and hair.

Suddenly, you felt a starfish being placed a the side of your your hair, followed by a familiar maniacal laugh.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A perfect complement to my little tuna!"

Bill Cipher, your mischievous boyfriend, hovered beside you, his single eye gleaming with amusement.

"Bill, leave Astronomy alone," you groan, gently removing the starfish, Astronomy, from your hair and returning it to the water.

"Aw, come on, don't be like that, bubbles," Bill said, snapping his fingers. A hairbrush appeared, and he began to untangle the knots in your hair. "This wild mane of yours needs some taming, don't you think?"

"Ow!" you yelped, wincing as he worked through a particularly stubborn tangle. "Is it really that bad?"

Bill chuckled, his eye crinkling with mirth. "That bad? It's downright terrible! But not to worry, your handsome boyfriend will fix it up in no time."

You tensed as you heard the snip of scissors, quickly turning your head to stop him. "Oh, no, you don't! That's not happening!"

Diving back into the water, you swam away, but Bill's magic quickly pulled you back to the boulder.

"Aw, come on, my sweet bubbles," he said, rubbing your head. "It's just a little hair. You know I have the power to make it grow back, good as new."

Before you could protest, Bill swiftly cut off the tangled chunk, and you cringed at the uneven layers. But in a blink, the hair magically grew back, looking as beautiful as it had been before.

"They’re, all better," Bill said, a satisfied ‘smile’ on his ‘face’ or triangle body. He then began to style your hair, carefully placing pearls, magnolias, and small seashells throughout the strands.

"Look at you, my lovely little mermaid," he said, admiring his handiwork. "Everyone, give me a round of applause for my work for making the beautiful (name)’s hair unknotted!"

With a wave of his hand, Bill summoned nearby fish and dolphins, using his magic to bring them out of the water and have them praise him.

"Bill, wait!" you exclaimed. "They can't breathe out of the water!"

Bill groaned and released the creatures, who quickly swam back to the safety of the ocean.

"Ah, yes, the good old mermaid concern," Bill said, his eye rolling as he placed his hands on his ‘hips’. "But remember that time you bit that dolphin's tail? Priceless!"

You smirked, remembering the incident. "He tasted funny, but hon, you can't do that. Sea creatures can't breathe air."

"Then you must be a sea goddess, my dear," Bill said, his eyelid forming into lips as he began to shower your hand and arm with kisses, working his way up to your hair. "Because you can breathe both air and water."

You smiled and blushed, reveling in his affectionate gestures. "What are you doing, hon?"

"Worshipping you, of course," Bill replied, his tone playful yet sincere. "What else?"

As you sighed in bliss, unaware, Bill secretly collected a strand of your hair, along with a piece of your gill and a piece of jewelry you had "lost." He would treasure these mementos, keeping them safe in a special book, where he could indulge in their magical scent whenever he was alone.

[newkatzkafe2023]

Ok so I'm OBSESSING cause I got the journal 3 book from Gravity Falls!!!

And this came in my head

MONKEYS X BILL CIPHER!READER

Form first met as the triangle and then there human form as

Idk if it's ask yet tho-

Remember Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram BUY GOLD BYE!!!-Bill Cipher

(Lmk Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh he loves your idea of weird and chaos, he met you after you were blown up in Stanley's mind but interesting enough you were just isekai'ed somewhere else and during the journey is when you met him. Ever since then, you made life so much fun for him and you too. It really didn't take long before you both fell in love. With you and your childish Chaotic personality and with him for his carefree and irresponsibility, you often make deals with him to make sure he gets whatever he wants in exchange for favors you have for him. As for those said favors, well, let's just say it's the reason your kind isn't as endangered as it once was😉😉😉

(HIB Wukong) Ok I'm sorry he can just feel just how shady you actually are, even with your charismatic personality and carefree nonsense. Wukong has had a bad feeling about you when you both met but of course you remained calm and patient with him. Heck you even made alot of the things he was made to do alot easier especially in battles and protecting the child as well, you often call pigsy porkchop and make fun of his weight at times but you would get angry if someone else did that. You would also call Luier mini monk and Silly girl monkey baby, endearingly as you consider them your own kids at this point. At least Wukong appreciate that part of you especially when your temper scares away threats.

(NR Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh nooooooooo no no this is another terrible idea, that guy has no fear factor in his body so your gonna get away with everything you do. Your Concept of weird and chaotic has his heart beating like a damn drum and he's all for it. His eyes would spark with love and astonishment as whatever idea he would present to you, you would be the master of execution and that ended up being your many dates. The downside is he can tell when your lying about a couple of things or lead things our considering it to be the fine print, and you don't like using his personal issues and feelings to get things you want from him. After all he's as unpredictable as you are and it could be potential danger, so you just do what you do best and play the fun-loving Chaotic wife roll.

(MKR Wukong) When you both met for the first time, he wouldn't trust you as far as he can throw you and for a good reason too. Wukong heard that your can be bad news if he was an idiot but you don't nothing but show him respect and help him in his everyday tasks. Although you can feel his rage, and bitterness and major losses and that's when you take this time to suitability manipulate him into doing somethings you always wanted. Not to mention you would play to his resentments and mistreatments he always received from others and that's what makes him a perfect pawn and make deals with you too. Though you do thing twice before double-crossing him because he's not only the monkey king but he's your husband as well and you love him to much to hurt him too.

(Netflix Wukong) My Ohhhhhhhhhh my you would be a god awful influence on him, especially if you both were to get married to each other. You and Lin are his devil and angel Conscience with Lin telling him to be more responsible and calm, while you would hype him up and inflict mayham and pain on his enemies. Wukong would at times lean you for advice on what you think he should do, and that's usually what leads to not only failure our property damage. Like Wukong you can get just as intimidating when you get angry as well as your own demonic features come out along with your deep voice matching Wukong's own wrathful form. At the end of the day he's your darling husband who loves to play games as much as you do😚

(BMW Wukong) Since you are a dream demon, then you must be his dream woman. You are a symbol of complete and other Chaos and it makes him love you even more, you have alot in common that you both don't really care for the Consequences of your actions separately and as a married couple. You both love to do whatever you want together and soon everything becomes a game to the two of you. You would have him wrapped around your finger and your darker personality would have him fall even harder for you. Your both a pair of psychopaths but neither of you would have it any other way😈🥰

(Destined one) My god do you give him a headache....you are always getting into some kind of trouble and up to some kinda mischief as well. You quickly learn that the destined one is not easy to manipulate especially with how harsh and focused he is and can be. So you just kiss up to him a little by helping him with whatever problems he has and you make it easy for him if it gets to tough. Though That doesn't last long because even after all the things you help him with he still wouldn't give you what you want, so you are quick to lash out and yell at him but you don't hurt him Physically only one thing to intimidate him. Though that quickly became your doom, as you were also stupid enough to underestimate him now in one of your deals that silent bastard tricked you into marrying him. Not that you mind but not like your gonna tell him that.

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I also love Bill cipher He's like one of the greatest villains ever🤩

[jello-library]

The Roommate Program (PT 1/?)

ITS FINALLY DONE….well kinda there more to it but originally i wanted this out on my birthday but life happen…and here we are 3 days later with this 🎉 tada 🎉.

This is a beginning of my Bill x Reader (Self Insert) story. There still more to be told so just you wait!

Warnings: None! Bill Cipher

The Roommate Program is a new project set up by Theraprism in the hope of inspiring their patients into redemption by giving them an outside support system. First, they start as Pen Pals who, after being approved by their therapist, start the move-in process while still attending therapy 3 days out of the week.

This means they are housed at the Therapism for 3 days and stay with their roommate for 4. They have no access to their powers through monitor bracelets.

The penpal picking procedure is very strict on both sides. The Theraprism hand picks each pen pal with one other. An interview process is required for participants who are looking to be a part of the program.

Bill didn’t get access to the program until he got off maximum security 5 years later after the Book of Bill incident. Once he heard about the program he was quick to sign up in the hope he would get some idiot to get him out of this smiling cage.

He lied like a serial cheater on his application form. Which led to him getting unapproved the first time around. He had to reapply with a counselor assistant a couple of months later. It took a while before he managed to get a match.

So the day his counselor handed him an envelope saying that he’s now a proud triangle to have his first pen pal.

A surge of genuine excitement ran through his body for all the wrong reasons. If it wasn’t for this to be his attempt at an escape plan he would’ve forgotten about it.

The letter for boring to him it felt like he was reading someone's job resume! It was an introduction of who you were, what dimension you were from, and you were excited to be his pen pal and maybe his soon-to-be housemate. Heck, you even sent him a gift! A Silly Straw in the shape of a star!

To him, You sounded gullible enough to “befriend”. So, without much time to waste he grabbed and piece of paper and pen then started to write back.

[cherubmm]

could we maybe get some Bill x reader/viewer? I really liked all your other stuff in that tag :D! If you’d like a more specific direction maybe they’re working together like Bill did with Ford and they’re slowly falling for each other but they’re both way too proud to admit it :> I hope you have a great day!

That's actually a nice dynamic out there 👀👀

I can see bill trying to flirt with you for shit and giggle (and maybe to lure you into a contract) but ended up craving your presence more than he likes to admit. Like- duh, he's just playing with you 🙄 Don't get your underwear (aagghh💀) twisted or something😒 Don't let his charm be your distraction~ ;)

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[lilacxquartz]

sleepy nostalgia;

yandere bill cipher x gn!reader

plot: bill could never let you go, not even in your dreams and this time, he gets you to crack — a/n: this fic is a follow up from a kinktober entry :) via request, hope you like it! thank you for giving me an excuse to write villains haha — themes: dubcon, yandere, gender neutral reader, smut, oral (receiving), bullying, manipulation, dreamscapes — w.c: ~3k • masterlist • < previous part • ao3 ✮⋆˙

Ever since that one dream had reminded you once again of his existence, you tried to avoid sleeping however much you could. On the worse-off nights, you’d drink yourself to sleep, so that you’d at least not remember the interactions or you would prioritise some old sleeping pills, knowing that they’d have you out like a light and off to an uneventful rest.

Try as you might, however, you couldn’t avoid dreaming forever and found yourself regrettably plunged into an unreal world. It was sudden and imposing too, quickly taking away what was just a moment of shut eye and sending you off into a deceptively calm meadow. Just as soon as you figured something was off though, it morphed into a shadowy hellscape, the once soft grass melting into a scalding black tar, pulling you down and fusing you into place.

The air around you shifted and the atmosphere changed into something univiting, yet dreadfully familiar. The realisation was clear; this was going to be a dream to remember and he was in control of it.

“Oh shit, shit, shit,” you frantically whispered, your eyes darting around to search for an out, knowing fully well that there couldn’t have realistically been one, not if he orchestrated this whole thing.

You knew this place—it was where you had first made that deal with him that trapped you in this whole mess to begin with—it was never a peaceful place in the field. Your dream tricked you. He tricked you. Confining you to a temporary prison where you lacked control, held down by an oppressive reality that wasn’t even your own; where the rules could be bent and broken per his every whim, and just as you were in the midst of losing yourself to your thoughts, he appeared.

“Well, well, well,” his voice cut into your ears, echoing sharply through the silence like an unwelcome symphony. You grimaced as you were forced to face Bill once more, watching him blink and fade into view.

You shook your head as he drifted closer, trying to move away as fast as you could react, but the tar kept you solidified in place. “No, no, no—”

“If it isn’t my favourite human,” he continued on, his voice bursting with arrogance, “did you miss me? Because I… sure… missed… you! I bet you have had so much fun avoiding me this whole time, keeping me in the dark like that, but I couldn’t let you get away with that forever. Oh, no, no.”

“N-not again,” you sighed, already anticipating the worst. “I thought that I could… I thought if… that…” you trailed off, trying to justify your attempted escape from him, knowing that that it was already fruitless.

“That you could what? Escape me in the real world?” Bill asked, completing your poor attempt to hold together a single sentence. He floated closer to you, slightly growing in size so that he could loom over you, making you feel small and helpless. “You should know by now that all these silly ‘attempts’ of you playing hard to get would never throw me off of you,” he added in a cold, venomous tone as if offended by your attempts to do such a thing, “and besides, look at you now, all you’ve done is tire yourself out. Good thing I’m here for you in such dire times, huh? I could help you truly relax, you know.”

“But… I don’t want you to be here, so get out of my head,” you replied, trying to hold your ground.

Bill could only scoff, twisting his voice to something playful, “Oh wow, somebody’s feeling feisty tonight. I love it!”

“Get out of my head,” you repeated.

Bill suddenly took off his hat, positioning it below him like some sort of makeshift seat, crossing his legs in the process and leaning his elbows on his knees as he silently studied you. “You know I can’t do that. The only reason that I’m in your head to begin with is because you’re thinking about me all the time. That’s how this whole affair of ours works, so why not admit… that you just… simply… miss me?”

“I guess I do think about how much I hate you,” you retorted in response.

“Ouch, ouch! My feelings!” he gasped dramatically, clutching at what might have been his chest, intentionally falling off of his hat chair, before sitting back up and snapping his fingers, bringing you back to the dream that set it all off to begin with. All of a sudden, you were back at home, in your dusty old bedroom, but everything was off. The room was empty expect for the bed, and a sickly sweet smell wafted through the air, like burnt sugar and the tar had since then melted away, leaving you free but with nowhere to go.

Bill then drifted off to your bed, slinking off into a lounging position, tracing the bedsheets with his fingertips and blinking once again directly at you. His voice sounded more menacing somehow as if underlying a real threat beyond his facade of exaggerated whimsy, “You know, you say you hate me, but hate is just a different form of passion, isn’t it? And let me tell you, I’m familiar with both. You wouldn’t be thinking of me or going as far as to letting me appear in your dreams if you didn’t care.”

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “You’re so fucking delusional.”

“And you’re adorable when you’re angry,” he laughed, his single eye glinting with such amused wonder, “but let’s cut to the chase, shall we? You’re going to give in to me tonight, or else I’m going to figure out a way to make every second of your waking life a living hell.”

Rightfully protesting, you backed away until your body hit the wall, your voice beginning to sound frantic as you remembered just what he put you through last time, “You can’t do that.”

Bill didn’t give you all that much time however to fret however, snapping his fingers once again, forcing the blankets from your bed to fly forward from the mattress and snake their way around your body, holding you in place. You thrashed around, trying to tear free from the makeshift bindings, but the material only tightened.

“Let me go, right now,” you whined.

“Now, now,” Bill purred, calmly floating closer, “why would I do that, huh? I already told you what it would take, so the choice is yours, really.”

“What do you even get out of this?” you fussed, still trying to break free from the duvet that constricted around you.

“A lot of things,” he admitted, “but namely you. You’re… mine, aren’t you? You don’t want to admit it, but you can’t escape the truth–at least not forever,” he loosened the grip on the blankets momentarily, teasing you with a false out, “the real world’s a messy place, oddly enough, too many rules and too many distractions holding us both back from being together. But here…? We can do whatever we’d like, whatever you’d like, even. Just you and me with endless possibilities.”

You listened to his words, feeling him start to get to you, but deep inside, all of your remaining logic and reasoning were still screaming for you to resist him, that he was leading you astray, that he was bad for you. “N-no way. No. I refuse. You don’t own me, so just stop.”

Bill laughed again, tilting your head up so you could face him. “Technically speaking, I actually own everything in this dimension. I can have everything I want, whenever I want it, except for one thing that is…” he trailed off, letting a hint of vulnerability slip through the cracks, although you couldn’t quite tell if it was genuine or not, knowing exactly how he could be.

“Really?” you scoffed again, refusing to give him any sort of satisfaction from seeing you break down for him, even if it all was starting to wane. “You’re wrong if you think that I’ll give in to you. You’re nothing to me.”

For a moment, Bill was silent, as if finally frustrated by your constant refusal but then he burst into a fit of deep laughter, his feet kicking below his form. “Oh, ho, ho! You’ve got quite the backbone in you. I like that – especially when you say such hurtful things. We’re quite alike, you know, and that’s exactly why you should give in, because I’m the only one in your life who knows exactly what you want and how you want it, and let me tell you—your… frustration, for a lack of better words is very apparent.”

Finally starting to break under the pressure, you took the bait like a fool. “W-what do you mean?”

“Oh? Isn’t it obvious?” Bill sang a little, seeming a touch more excited now that he was finally getting somewhere with you. “Tell me, when you try to get yourself off and inevitably fail to do so — do you really think I don’t know when you think of me? I can always tell. I know how easily embarrassed you get though, so I didn’t make a point of letting you know, just so that you wouldn’t turn into the bright red mess that you are turning into right now,” he gestured, referring to your flustered state, “but I know just how much you really ‘hate’ me, which is rich to me… all things considered.”

Unable to reply, you simply looked away, only tensing up when you felt him drift as close to you as possible, returning the cane to where it once was the second time you he touched you the way you wanted him to—pushing at the sex in between your legs, passively twisting and lazily rubbing the cane against your sensitive skin, his eye blank and somehow half-lidded.

“Let’s not forget who’s really in charge here,” he murmured, seemingly pleased by the hot-and-bothered state he quickly got you into, “you can hate me all you want, but by the end of the day, whether you want to admit it or not, you’re mine.”

“I-I’ll never accept it,” you spat back, starting to not quite believe yourself. Were you really this touch starved…?

Bill laughed darkly, dropping the cane to the floor, reaching into your trousers with his hand instead. To your surprise, given his unassuming form, his fingers felt like hard leather, pushing up against your aching arousal, stroking at it in a way that made your thighs clench with building anticipation, your mind screaming for you to not dare to give in.

“We’ve got all night,” he revealed, kneading on your form with almost aching slowness, feeling you grow crazy from such a teasing, yet never lingering touch, “and you’ll give in, I know you will. You can even tell me you hate me all you like but I’ll know what you really mean.”

“I do hate you though,” you replied, feeling yourself coiling within like a barely contained spring, packed and ready to burst forward. The pleasure rose within you humiliatingly fast, evident from your lack of touching—either from others that you refused to let get close to you, or at your own hand, lest you admit something you weren’t ready to think—the more that he rubbed away.

“Yeah, yeah,” he dismissed, working away in between your thighs, watching you begin to tremble only to pull away for a moment, pushing his hands against your legs to retreat a step or two away from you, “you hate me, I get it. You hate me so bad. Hate, hate, hate. It’s all you do.”

For a moment, you didn’t know what to think or feel. You were about to fully come undone and just as that feeling was about to take you over, he stole that anticipated release away from you. You watched him watch you for a moment and in a surge of desperation, you heard words slip out of your mouth that you did everything within your mortal control to hold onto, and yet—!

“D-don’t stop,” you gasped out, immediately stilling, your eyes widening beyond what was humanely possible. Your hands pulled at the confining rags, with the blankets only tightening harder at your weak attempts, forcing you to face him with what you just said.

With what you just admitted.

For a moment, the room went somehow even more silent than it was before. You refused to breathe, even somehow within the shackles of your dream, and Bill’s floating form staring down at you with no hint as to what he could have been thinking.

Bill then, after a while without warning, suddenly clapped his hands once and laughed heartily for a good, long while, his one eye closing in sheer delight of your own admission. “Oh wow, now, this… this is rich,” he continued to cackle, wiping a tear away that he squeezed out, “after all of this time, all of that fighting and resistance, and even just you seconds ago insisting to me that you hate me, and look where you ended up! Finally, you’re being honest with yourself about something. ‘Don’t stop?’ Well, if you’re so sure!”

Immediately backtracking your words, you tried to fight back against him, only for him to cut you off. “W-wait, I mean, I didn’t, I—”

“Admit the three golden words and I’ll make it all better,” he cooed, promising you the release you so desperately craved.

“I-I… guess… I… I need you,” you sighed, drooping your head down in defeat.

You continued to glare at him as you felt tears threaten to spill over, but you couldn’t quite summon the strength to argue back nor deny his words for any longer. HIs eyes gleamed with some sort of sick and manic joy as he lowered himself down even further, settling in between your legs.

“Not to worry though,” he continued to purr, his words taking on a possessive tone as he used his two hands to further spread your thighs apart, “I’m not angry at you for taking your good, sweet time, because it just makes this whole moment all the much sweeter – and don’t worry, I’m going to have such fun taking care of you.”

Not giving you a chance to formulate a reply, he withdrew his hands for a moment, pulling at his bowtie so that it stretched wide across his triangular form. He made a few motions with it, leaving you momentarily confused as to what the hell he was doing, before a set of sharp teeth fell into place, leaving you dumbfounded as he seemed to have shaped himself a mouth.

You blinked, bewildered by the sight.

“I did say that I can do anything in this dimension, didn’t I?” he teased, finding it hilarious how you seemed to recoil in slight fear at the sight of his newly created mouth he talked, his words suddenly animated. “And now,” he said, his voice falling into something darker and much more controlled, “I’m going to show you my appreciation for a change.”

You remained frozen solid as you were pinned tight against the wall with your legs spread wide open, watching with some fear and reluctance as he moved his newly acquired features toward your lower form. Even if this was just a dream, you knew how he was, and he could make you feel excruciating pain if he wanted to and you didn’t want such a thing, even if you would feel better when you woke up again.

Pushing yourself back, you tried to fight back against him with your eyes closing off to seal away the potential unsightly horror, only for you to pause for a moment when you felt something warm and wet push around your sex. Propping one eye open, you paused for another moment, seeing that he was actually trying to give you real, actual pleasure for a change that didn’t feel mocking at all.

“Relax,” he murmured lazily, before returning his long lashing tongue to swirl around your arousal, feeling your stomach tighten and constrict again in that all too familiar way.

Your hands tightened into fists as they attempted to fight back against the now-loose bindings that wrapped around you in their blanketed form, feeling your chest rise and fall with each anticipated flicker of his tongue that whipped and wetly caressed at your tender flesh, before moving in even further and taking more of you into wherever he could reach. You shuddered against his infuriatingly linear form, feeling frustrated that you had nowhere to hold onto for comfort, before he gave you his hand once more—interlocking his soft leathery digits in between your fingers—weaving you into his embrace, squeezing you tight all the while he brought you towards a near-violent end.

You let it slip again as he brought you closer, your words sounding more confident that time—the evil he carried in his being be damned, you liked feeling wanted—you liked being craved, “I need you.”

Such a confession had only intensified his intricate little motions, amplifying the speed of how he made you ache, almost pushing you towards a near-scalding sensation of need as the bliss threatened to boil and spill over, and finally at last, giving way to complete and utter surrender.

With the final point of a peak being met, a hot, sweeping rush radiated throughout your body like crashing waves, ruining the floorboards below with your much-needed release, just about destroying you.

Bill pulled back after a moment, seeming a little different, but ultimately pleased that he finally got to you. He let you hold onto his hand for a moment more, before pulling you into his body that felt once again unwelcoming and linear, before softening it down a notch (as he could very likely read your thoughts), to feel comforting to the touch, letting you sink into him as much as you wanted.

For a while, everything seemed to fade away and then with a jolt, you woke up in a sudden rush in your bed—completely drenched in sweat. It was still dark outside and you were no longer in your old bedroom, but there was still that faint smell that lingered on your senses and it was so sickly sweet.

A bit like burnt sugar.

[mintyeve322]

yall are missing an obvious trope we should be taking advantage of as nerds who enjoy fanfiction. Everyone loves the cafe or flower shop au, but where's my card/comic/nerd shop au?!

especially you gravity falls fans! Fiddleford and Stanford are both nerds, no matter who you ship them with they could both work at or be receiving a gift from the local nerd store.

Stanley is getting Ford a nerd present but doesnt know what to get him so Fidds helps him and they fall in love whoops.

Stanford needs stuff for his next DD&MD campaign and finds out woah! his roommate works at the nerd shop! he knew he was smart but he didnt know he was a geek too! he needs to smooch him about it!

OOC as shit human Bill walks into the nerd shop to look for reference for a nerd tattoo someone wants to commission him for (classic tattoo shop au crossover!) and falls for the nerdy guy at the counter, Stanford, by accident.

Y/N works at a nerd shop and the nerd of your choice walks in! woah!

etc.

All im saying is theres so much potential in this setting, not just for gravity falls but thats my current obsession so here we are.

[tea-plantz]

Hello! I absolutely LOVED your yandere!Bill Cipher x reader headcanons! Can I please get a part two where the reader loves Bill back? I’m a huge simp for the Dorito man 💛💛

Si mi amigo, I can of course write that for you, love! I swear, I’ve gotten sooo many Bill Cipher request lately, so I just had to do some more Bill content!

Also, like mentioned in the request, this is sort of a part 2 to my other Bill hcs, so I would recommend reading that one first!

He/him for Bill

They/them for the reader

<Yandere! Bill Cipher x reader HCS, where reader loves him back>

The dream demon had kept you with him for quite some time now, always staying by your side. Now, you might have heard of something called Stockholm syndrome, which is basically when a victim starts forming and emotional bond, and starts feeling sympathy for their kidnapper. You can probably guess where I’m going with this.

You were well aware of the fact that Bill had abducted you, taken you away from everything you loved, but for some odd reason, you started… viewing him differently. The more time you spent with the triangle, the more you actually started caring for him, and in time, full on loving him.

When you first told Bill you loved him, he didn’t believe you. Of course he had told you that himself multiple times, and made you say it back, but you always sounded nervous when you did. Moreover, you’ve never voluntarily gone up to him and just blurted it out yourself so casually, without him demanding it. Naturally, he was suspicious. Was this an attempt to gain his trust to escape? Or perhaps you were just toying with him?

When Bill finally realized that you were genuine with your little love confession, he was absolutely over the moon! Bro was flabbergasted.

The person he loved and adored oh so much finally loved him back! And he didn’t even have to force you in any way! (At least not too much) Oh what a joyful discovery! He was so happy, floating around while giggling like a little girl.

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After that, the dream demon showed you hella lot affection, we’re talking hugs, kisses, picking you up, petnames all day, playing with your hair, cuddles, constantly complimenting you, all that stuff. It was a lot easier too, since you didn’t push him away or act scared anymore, which just made him more enthusiastic. Thing is, in the start Bill loved your fear, but it got boring quickly. What he truly longed for was your heart (not literally), so when he finally got it, he was overjoyed!

When you suddenly returned the affection one time, he almost passed out. “Hey Bill, how’s it going honey?” “H-h-honey?!” *Bill.exe has stopped working*

You would expect someone to get less angsty and possessive once they got confirmed that the person that they care about shares the same feelings, however, this was NOT the case with Bill, per say. He got even more over protective than ever, if that was even humanly possible, craving to be by your side at all times, day and night.

The fact that you love him would definitely boost his already big ego A LOT! This man would feel like the most important person in the whole wide universe, including you of course~ He would also brag about his awesome and beautiful s/o all the time.

In my previous headcanons, I mentioned that Bill would play the piano for you. Well, now that he doesn’t need to force you to sit still, he would most certainly do music duets with you! Preferably with love songs. The demon finds them so enjoyable, plus you’re angelic voice drives him absolutely crazy! He craves to hear it at least once a day, and you can’t really say no to him, whatsoever.

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Bill did ease off of the punishments, mostly because he didn’t really need to punish you anymore. Since your little escape attempts had finally come to an end, and you didn’t really cause that much trouble for him anymore, Bill felt no need to lash out at you. However, if you did do something he didn’t particularly like, he would still punish you, just less intense then the methods he used before.

The Dorito man would probably also get fewer anger tantrums. Don’t get me wrong, he still gets pissed of if you or somebody else rubs him the wrong way, but it’s a lot less intense then what it used to be.

He shows you off a lot to every single one of his henchmen, ALL THE TIME. Bill takes great pride in you, y’know?

Now that you have finally given in and stopped being so stubborn, you and Bill are able to rule together as king and queen/king/ruler of the universe for all eternity, at last. When the dream demon and his crew finally conquered Gravity Falls, he kept you proudly by his side, while showing of his powers to you *wink wink*. Bill even made you your own throne! And even though you hesitated a bit to actually sit in it (since y’know, it’s made out of actual people), he stared you down until you finally gave in. All with love of course! Bill really couldn’t wish for more, everything was just perfect! His dream finally came true, and better yet, it came true with you ruling beside him, just like he’s always daydreamt about!

Bill is definitely never EVER letting you go. If you thought he was a lovesick psycho before, he’s a literal monster now. All the affection that you provided him of, really made him lose it, and now he craves you more than ever. This triangle is going to keep you with him til the end of time, and there’s nothing you can say or do to get away. Not that you would really want to though, since Bill has finally managed to sneak his way into your heart! Forever…

[stickyvoiddiplomat]

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(－－〆) Rigel….

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*COUGH* *COUGH* BONNIE AND FREDDY FR?! LIKE Y/N, GLODIE AND FOXY IS RIGHT THERE!!