#bill s. preston esquire x reader

[theverystrangegirl27]

˚‧꒰ა♡໒꒱‧˚ Love Me ˚‧꒰ა♡໒꒱‧˚

summary: Bill and Ted find out no one has ever made you come before, and they aim to fix that

Warnings: smut, threesome, oral (f receiving)

“No one's ever made you come before?”

Ted asks, exasperated.

Mortified, you shake your head no.

“Bogus.” Bill declares, eyebrows furrowed in thought.

You couldn't pinpoint the exact moment your innocent conversation about music had turned into a conversation about your lack of orgasms, but here you are, sitting in Bill and Ted's small apartment with an unopened Metallica album in your lap.

Ted's still looking at you in disbelief, eyebrows disappearing behind his shaggy dark hair and his lips parted.

“Like, never?”

Okay, this is getting a little ridiculous. You roll your eyes, setting the album back into its crate.

“I mean, it's not like I've never come before.” You huff, and that blue stain on the carpet is suddenly very interesting.

“Just, no one makes me come like me, y'know?” You shrug your shoulders, looking up through your lashes to find the two boys stuck staring at you.

There's a shift in the room, the atmosphere filled with this strange sexual tension that you're not used to having with these two.

Bill looks at Ted, Ted looks at Bill, and they both grin. Somethings been passed between the two of them, and you can't help but feel a little left out.

You frown, looking between the two of them.

“What?” You ask, a little self-conscious all of a sudden.

You feel too bare in your tank top, the urge to shrug your flannel back over your shoulders overwhelming.

Bill looks at you with a smile, white teeth on display, and a playful look in his eyes.

“Y/N, we've just had the most excellent idea.”

“Yeah,” Ted agrees, a twin smile on his own face.

You tilt your head, resting back on your hands.

“And your idea is…?” You ask, raising your eyebrows.

“We're gonna make you come!” Ted exclaims, over-eager as always.

Your eyes practically bulge out of your head.

“Huh?” You exclaim, flustered. Your cheeks get hot, and the air in the room feels way too warm.

“C'mon Y/N,” Bill starts leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.“You're like, a total babe! We wanna help.”

You feel a flutter of affection shoot through your heart at his words, and you take a moment to really look at Bill.

His legs are spread from where he's sitting on the couch, expression earnest as ever. Those pretty blue green eyes of his hold no hint of malice, no sign that this is all some elaborate prank.

You swallow, not sure how to respond.

“Uh, only if you're okay with it, though.” Ted adds, mistaking your expression for subtle rejection.

You blink a couple of times, biting your lip as you think on it. Would it really be so bad? Two of your closest friends learning your body, helping you come?

The idea sends a pleasant thrill up your spine, and you break into a shy smile.

“Okay,” you begin. “But I wanna do it on a proper bed, not in the living room.”

The boy's look incredibly pleased, sending each other wide smiles as they air guitar. You shake your head, impossibly endeared.

Once you've made your way to the bedroom- deciding on Bill's bed because it's the least cluttered- Ted puts on a tape, loud guitars and heavy drums filling the room.

You throw your flannel to the ground, left in jeans and your tank top. Leaning back on the bed, you flip your hair over one shoulder.

Bill, eyes wide and a dopey, sweet smile on his face, approaches you first.

“Just relax, babe. We'll take care of you.”

He leans forward, hand coming to cup your face as he pulls you into a kiss.

Your fingers grip the comforter beneath you as you lean into the kiss, eyes fluttering shut.

Bill spreads your legs so he can stand between them, one knee bent on the bed as he pushes you back against the mattress.

Kissing Bill is a lot sweeter than you imagined, his usual laid back, charming demeanor changing into something softer.

Out of the two, Ted's always been the romantic, but it seems that Bill has a side of himself he's never shown to you.

How lucky, you think, that he's giving that to you now.

Moved by your own analysis, you move a hand to the back of his head to pull him back with you, his body pressing you gently into the sheets. You tangle your fingers in his curls, licking into his mouth with a muffled sigh.

His hand slips to your waist, fingers splayed across your midriff underneath the tank top.

“Woah,” you hear Ted breathe from where he stands at the foot of the bed.

Bill and you break for air, just looking at one another for a moment before you glance over his shoulder at Ted.

“C’mere, Ted.” You call to him softly, stroking at the nape of Bill's neck as he kisses at your collarbones.

It's so easy with these two - you feel yourself getting wet as Bill pushes your tank top up and over your breasts, lips trailing down the soft skin there.

Usually, you're never this worked up so early, but something about these boys drives you crazy.

Ted moves to your side, leaning over you to kiss you. He's a little clumsy with it, sweet in a way that makes your heart flip around in your chest. You smile as you pull away, looking into his dark, lust blown eyes before leaning back in.

Bill makes a soft noise from below, having exposed you nipples to the cool air of their bedroom.

“You've got like, the best tits babe.” Bill says, making you laugh a little as Ted settles in beside you.

“Totally,” Ted agrees, one hand coming down to toy with your right nipple.

You sigh, watching the both of them as Bill kisses down your chest, hands unzipping your jeans and getting a hand down the front of them.

“You know what would be sick?” Ted says, voice a little rough. “If you got ‘em pierced.”

Bill, momentarily distracted by Ted's comment, looks up with a wide grin.

“Dude, that's an excellent idea!” He exclaims, and you squirm a little to get their attention back on you, sitting up a little to shrug your tank top off fully.

“Bill, baby,” you intone sweetly, batting your eyes. “Could you help me with my jeans please?”

Bill goes kind of soft, eyes molten with lust as he swallows.

“Fuck, sure thing babe.”

What follows next is the quick zip of your fly, and you lift your hips as he drags them down your legs.

You sigh, head rolling onto Ted's shoulder when Bill presses soft, sweet kisses to your panties. His lips are warm over the fabric, and your breath hitches as he hooks a finger in the waistband of your panties and pulls them down.

“Bill's really good at giving head,” Ted says, pressing a kiss to your temple. “It's his favorite.”

“Yeah?” You breathe, eyes wide as Bill looks up at you through his lashes, lips pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh.

“Oh yeah,” Ted says. He's holding you close, fingers toying with one nipple. “You're gonna love it.”

You scoff, face flushed with anticipation.

“We'll see.”

Bill, taking this as a challenge, smiles against your skin. He gets both hands under your hips, pulling your pussy to his mouth in one fell swoop.

You yelp as your lower body shifts and your head lands in Ted's lap.

Dark, lust blown eyes blink down at you, Ted's hair falling into his eyes a little as he smiles.

You bend your neck to look at Bill, ready to chastise him, but all that comes out of your open mouth is a gasp as Bill's tongue swipes over your clit.

He's so gentle with it, lips soft and firm, where they press against your heated flesh. Two blunt fingertips trace your entrance, gathering the wetness there and only just dipping inside.

You find yourself curling your fingers into Ted's jeans, hips twitching a little as Bill suckles a little on your clit.

Most guys you've been with hardly know what the clit is, let alone know where it is.

Bill, on the other hand, looks entirely focused on giving you the best head of your life, brow furrowed as he mouths at your cunt sweetly.

Ted leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Told you he's good.”

You can't respond, lost in the way Bill's fingers move within you. He curls them up, hitting something inside of you that makes your toes curl.

You move to grip his curls with one hand to ground yourself, tilting your head back.

Bill hums against your cunt, content to stay down there forever, and you wouldn't complain if he did.

Ted's playing with your hair, peppering light kisses across your forehead. You can feel how hard he is beneath you, and you open your eyes to look at him.

He's looking at you like you're the best thing he's ever seen, the only thing he wants to see for the rest of your life.

It makes your heart swell and your pussy throb, arching your back a little when Bill curls his fingers up.

He groans against your pussy, low and aroused at the very taste of you. You can't believe this- no man has ever made you feel this good.

“Fuck,” You whimper, Bill's slow and steady pace picking up a quick, pulsing rhythm that leaves your thighs shaking.

“I'm gonna come” you breathe, disbelief lacing your tone as you stare up at Ted with big, watery eyes.

He strokes your hair, fingers trailing down the side of your face.

“Yeah, babe?” Ted asks sweetly, tongue darting out to lick at his lips. “Fuck, I bet you're even prettier when you cum.”

You can't focus, your mouth falling open, back arching, fingers scrabbling for purchase in the sheets.

“Bill, Bill, oh my god-” Is all you're able to get out as your thighs clench around his ears, your pussy pulsing as you come on his fingers and tongue.

You're shaking, eyes closed tight as Ted presses a kiss to your forehead, sweet nothings tumbling out of his mouth.

Bill fingers you through it, kissing the inside of your thigh as those pretty blue eyes look up at you, a self-satisfied smirk settling across his lips.

When you finally open your eyes, Bill's leaning over you, a hand coming to cup your chin.

“Was that good, babe?” He asks, searching your face.

You're still panting a little, and you can't help yourself as you throw your arms around his neck and kiss him hard.

Tasting yourself on his lips is hotter than you expected.

You break for air, sitting up and in Ted's lap, whose hard as fuck in his jeans.

You lick your lips, looking between your boys.

“I'm gonna make both of you come so hard.” You say, a mischievous grin on your face.

Bill and Ted look at each other, then back to you.

“Excellent!”

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Me and my mutuals

[neilpissyrega]

Dating Bill S Preston (Female Reader)

•he leaves you for a man

[parvulous-writings]

AHHH YOU WRITE FOR BILL AND TED !! there's so little of them on here or anywhere else it's so sad.

If it's not too much trouble, could you write some Bill fluff hcs, or like a mini fic about gn or fem reader tutoring them both and Bill has a crush on them/her?

If not, no worries just ignore. And if you do, thank you for your service 🫡

OKAY OKAY - I'm going to combine these a little bit- so, you tutor both Bill and Ted, and Bill has a bit of a crush on you- as headcanons!

Apologies the sides of tutor/relationship are a tad uneven, I wrote most of this in the early hours of the morning, and muse was... all over the place XD

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Bill had always just scraped by when it came to his grades. He was just about average for the majority of his education - but his teachers had always had an inkling that he could push himself more, the same with Ted as well. Neither of them particularly minded being average grade, though - they weren't failing, so why try change anything?

It's only when they start getting further into their High-School education that they have this... Nagging feeling, that something needs to be done- but, no matter how hard the pair of them try, nothing seems to change. Nothing... Grabs them, or holds their attention for very long. They try again and again - drilling each other, testing one another on the right answers to all the questions they've made based on the subjects. It never works, nothing sticks.

Starting to get desperate, Bill starts to turn to you - not explicitly, initially, though. He sits next to you in a couple of classes, so he starts looking over your shoulder every so often, scribbling down as many notes as he can without being suspicious. He manages it - but nothing makes sense to him OR Ted when they look back on the notes.

Unsure of what else to do, they keep up this little scheme. They've no better ideas, and though they have absolutely NO clue what half of it means, they cannot see any other option for them.

Unfortunately, Bill was not as sneaky as he thought that he was. Nowhere even close. You'd noticed a couple weeks ago- and you'd just let him continue, assuming that he would be able to go up at least a grade with the notes you'd essentially given him. But as you watched, his grades never changed. So, you decided to take a more active hand in it.

You approached him and his friend Ted one day, whilst they sat in the corner of the courtyard together, surrounded by books and notes they had made. "Bill, my most excellent friend," The darker haired one began, looking up from his work. "I can't understand a single thing any of these books say..." Bill looks up at this, looking equally as disappointed. "Neither can I, Ted... Neither can I..." He sighs, before returning to his little endeavour.

You clear your throat, startling both of them. They both turn to look up at you. "Uh... Hello?" Ted breaks the silence, "Can we help you?" He doesn't mean to sound rude at all, and if anything, he just sounds like he's attempting to sound like he's a gentleman of a bygone era. "Well, I was actually wondering if I could help you..." You chuckle back at them. Their eyes light up simultaneously.

And that's how it begins - your tutoring lessons. Twice a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Any subject, and all of them - you leave it to Bill and Ted to decide what you cover, and you spend however long they need on it. You actually begin to notice some remarkable improvement with this method- they finally start to understand and build on the knowledge you help them to gain. They start to improve in class, and you couldn't be prouder of them.

Ted thanked you to know end - and often showed his appreciation with a non-stop flow of all the musical facts stored in his head. Bill, on the other hand, was a little bit quieter. He often just... Gazed at you. He often stayed longer than he needed as well, thanking you for your time and making sure his notes were correct.

It was roughly two months of this before Bill actually decided to make his move on you. "So... Are you doing anything this evening?" "I don't think so... Why d'you ask, Bill?"

He tries to overlook the way his heart flutters - as it has started to more and more in the past few weeks - when you say his name. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to catch a movie with me, there's this drive in theatre not too far away, and.."

You barely have to hear the rest of the sentence before you say yes - and you don't regret it. It was a sweet little evening - Bill even got you popcorn. He drove you home after that - and over the next few weeks, it became your thing. Go out to the movies, have some popcorn. Ted even comes along with you a few times!

You always looked forward to your movie night with Bill - whether it was at the theatre, the drive in, or even at home. Neither of you minded where it was; it was more of the fact that the pair of you were spending time with one another, outside of the tutoring. Even though it sometimes bled over into your study sessions- with Bill often going, "Hey, isn't that like when we saw..." when it's relevant (and even sometimes when it's not) - it's a nice getaway for the pair of you, and it's a little weekly tradition you have to yourselves for a very long time.

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need more bill s preston esquire x reader and ted “theodore” logan x reader fics… my life depends on it

[6lostgirl6]

I saw your requests were open and I IMMEDIATELY ran for the inbox. I love your work, friend! Anyway, I liked the poly Bill and Ted with an SO post you did, but I'd love to take it one step further and request OLDER Bill and Ted (like in Face the Music). Maybe how they'd be with an SO who's a huge fan of their music. Just an adoring fangirl who worships the ground they walk on and makes them feel young again 🥰

Thank you! 💜

Older!Bill and Ted With a Fan S/O

Pairing: Older!Bill and Ted x Fem!Reader

TW: Fluff, cursing, NSFT content, Age Gap [Reader is 25+], Mentions of dp, breeding kink, public sex, creampie, cockwarming

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this request and I hope you enjoyed it! I honestly feel like I didn't do my best for this, I apologize!😭❤️

SFW:

The saviors of existence itself were holding a concert every few months, and they were finally playing in your area for the very first time. At a lower price, you quickly took advantage of the opportunity to purchase backstage passes to meet with them. 

Bill and Ted preferred having their meet and greets before the concerts, since they would usually be tired and wanting to go back to the bus and rest after another intense night. Sadly, they weren’t young anymore.

When you arrived and stood in line, your body couldn't stop shaking from both adrenaline and nervousness.

Despite how much Bill and Ted loved their fanbase, many of their meet and greets consisted of fangirls sexualizing them to their faces which left them not looking forward to them at times.

However, when it was your turn, you were like a breath of fresh air.

You were incredibly kind, asked appropriate questions, and seemed genuine about learning more about them and their albums that literally changed the world.

Bonus: You were a gorgeous babe.

However, they felt a little guilty because you were much younger than them, 15 years between you and them. But, they couldn't help their attraction to you.

They actually moved you from your original seat to the front row where you would be closer to them. They just couldn't understand the pull and wanting to have where where they could see you from the stage with a huge smile on your face.

After the concert, they gave you their number, wanting to keep in contact with you.

You've been calling, facetiming, and messaging them for a long while, a few months before Bill and Ted confronted each other about their feelings for you. They agreed they were more than happy to have you be with both of them.

Soon, the three of you were in a relationship and eventually went public.

Sure, there was a little backlash, but you're relationship was heavily supported by the fanbase.

Ted is the more affectionate partner in the relationship and he didn't mind public displays of affection. Bill is a little more reserved but behind closed doors is another story.

As their girlfriend, you now have backstage access for free!

If you were really into music, they will teach you how to play their guitars.

For your birthday, they would get you your very own custom guitar! Happy birthday babe!

Important dates can be forgotten at times, but it's not out of malicious intent. Ted forgets to write shit down on the calender when Bill tells him to.

They give you all matching bracelets to wear, it shows everyone that you belonged to each other.

NSFW

It is ritual that Bill and Ted fuck the shit out of you after their concerts, when their blood is pumping and adrenaline in their system.

Ted would be a soft dom and would always prioritize your pleasure before his own. He'll make you cum three times before he even sticks his dick in you.

Bill would have a daddy kink, being your provider and taking care of you in bed while you call him Daddy makes the blood run south.

Bill loves lingerie on you, his favorite colors on you are pastels

Ted prefers you in bold colors, it honestly distracts him.

Please film yourself in lingerie and tease them, they love it so much.

Ted is into filming you all fucking, it turns him on to re-watch the footage when Bill and him are away on tour and you couldn't come for some reason.

Get used to getting double penetrated or eiffel towered, the boys are not against fucking you at the same time.

Ted has a bit of a breeding kink. With his bad relationship with his father, he wants to be able to be a better father than him and provide for you.

He often thinks about having little ones that are a mixture between the two of you.

Therefore, he's going to cum inside you everytime. He'll even leave his dick inside so nothing spills out.

Bill is into exhibition, he loves the risk of teasing or fucking you in public.

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In another life…

(Modern!Aricka x Bill S Preston, Esquire)

(Thanks Dori (@yeehawselfshipping) for helping me with Bill’s dialogue-!)

It had been two weeks since Bill and Ted’s most excellent time traveling adventure. Ted was able to stay in school at San Dimas with Bill, but the latter was working through a most confusing issue- he missed his princess. Joanna had come to the future with Rufus to be with Ted, but their time traveling mentor had said that Bill’s future was in the present- whatever that meant. Currently; he was at the library, looking for a book to potentially lose himself in for a while. Maybe a new hobby would take his mind off of the most beautiful princess he’d ever seen.

“Beg your pardon, shining knight.. may I interest you in this one?” He was pulled from his thoughts by a voice to his left- and that was funny; did the voice call him a shining knight? Cause that’s what his princess had called him. “It’s about a knight traveling back in time to save his beloved princess when it turns out the girl of his was in the future with him all along. It’s called Once Upon a Time Traveler.”

"Whoa cool! That almost sounds like what happened to...." he looks up at the girl, "me..." He takes in her features, realizing, "No way... Aricka?"

The girl- Aricka- tilts her head questioningly. “Yeah? We’ve been in the same classes since kindergarten. I’m surprised you know my name. You’re Bill S Preston, Esquire right? And your friend is Ted Theodore Logan, and together you’re,”’and she does the air guitar motion, “Wyld Stallyns?”

Not only did she know his name, but she knew Ted, AND she knew that he was in a band-?! "Yeah! We are Wyld Stallyns! How did you know? We aren't even famous yet."

She giggles; and the sound was like a most perfect melody. “Just a guess. That and you sometimes sit by my lunch table- I can hear you talk about it. It sounds most splendid. Do you like medieval times too?” He nods, turning to fully face her, elaborating,

"Most definitely! Ever since Ted and I went there, it's become one of my favorite time periods."

Aricka tilts her head. “Went there-?”

He waffles for a minute, “The history book was so interesting if felt like we actually went there.”

Aricka stares at him for a moment, but then she says, “Once upon a time traveler is my favorite book currently… but I also really love grimm’s fairy tales.”

"Grimm's fairy tales?" he thinks for a second, "Oh yeah. I think my english teacher's mentioned those dudes before."

Aricka nods her head, “Yeah, Cinderella. Snow White. It’s where we get so many of our Disney movies.” Aricka blushed. “A bit childish but it’s a comfort.”

Bill nods, “That's cool. Disney movies can be most comforting." He was fond of “The Goofy Movie,” himself.

“Do you have a favorite book?” Aricka asks; and he then notices the stack of books she was carrying. She was a bookworm, then. He could dig that. Smart girls were cute.

"Uh, not really. But that time traveller book you mentioned seemed pretty neat." Her eyes lit up; and she hands him her copy, saying,

“Go ahead and take it, I’ve read it twice already.”

"Thanks, babe," he takes the book, his hands brushing hers slightly, "That is most generous of you." An electric shock went through his arm at her touch, and a feeling of warmth was left behind as he pulled the book closer to him.

Aricka felt a strange feeling of dejavu when he touched her hand, and she blushed at his compliment. “Just wanting to inspire a new reader,” she says softly. “Maybe it’s something Ted would like too? Give it to him when you’re done. I’m okay loaning my personal copy.”

“Your personal copy-? Oh babe, that’s way generous, and most kind of you. I totally insist on finding a way to repay the favor.”

She giggles, and he noticed that her face had a pink tinge now. She ducks her head, and looks back up; only a bit shyer now. “Maybe when Wyld Stallyns has their first gig, I could be in attendance?” He nods.

“Most definitely. Front row seat, babe. Also, I’ll walk you to your next class, if you want.”

“I want,” she agreed. “And maybe if you like, we could get together after school and we could read the book together?” Bill nods and holds the door to the library open as he says,

“Oh, babe. That sounds like a most excellent idea.”

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*time skip: two weeks after their first meeting*

“What did you think about the knight revealing his secret? I never see it coming.” It had been a few weeks since Aricka had first loaned Bill her copy of Once Upon a Time Traveler. Bill had been hooked from the first page, and he had only put it down to eat; sleep; or attempt to pay attention in class.

Paying attention was easier if Aricka and Ted and Dori were in the same classes with him; he discovered. They helped him focus better.

"It was a most excellent twist. I was hoping the dude was gonna tell the princess eventually." Aricka smiles; a wistful sigh escaping her.

“Brigham and Annalise are the cutest couple I’ve ever read about…” she sighs, her smile fading to a frown. He noticed, however, and nudged her arm.

"What is it?" She shrugs.

“Guess I always dreamed about finding my own Brigham. Someone who traveled through time itself to find me. Who risked returning to his own time to be with me.”

Bill thinks for a moment, making a decision to tell Aricka the truth, "Well... you're in luck, babe. Cause I'VE traveled through time!"

Aricka’s eyes snap up to him. “Wha- really?! What was it like? Did you- did you actually meet a princess? Was that the REAL ABRAHAM LINCOLN at your presentation-?!”

Her questions were expected, and he was ready to answer all of them, "It totally was the real Abe Lincoln, babe! And it just so happens that me and Ted did get a chance to meet some beautiful princesses. We tried to save them from getting married to these two royal ugly dudes, but we ended up almost getting beheaded. It was a most terrible turn in our adventure. But, luckily, our two historical friends rescued us and we were able to go and get more historical figures and finish our report."

“Wow… I bet they were the most beautiful girls..” Aricka said. Knowing she could never compare to a real princess. It also explained the sudden appearance of Joanna; the new girl in school. “Did they talk all romantic and pretty?”

"Oh, their speech was most regal. But, y'know...” he taps his knuckles against the table they were sitting at, “you remind me of one of the princesses I met. You look a lot like her, and you kind of act like her too. Maybe she's your ancestor or something!"

Aricka’s face went scarlet at those words, covering her mouth and looking at the book in front of her.

Bill wished he could erase her insecurities from her mind, she was too beautiful to doubt herself.

“I- there’s no way I’m related to a genuine princess. That would make me in some way royal. I’m just a book nerd who hides in the back of the class. I’m not- a time traveling knight like you, Bill.” Aricka’s words slow as she says the last phrase, dots beginning to connect in her mind-

A girl in the future

A time traveling boy

A princess who tells the knight to open his heart to another

“Wait a minute….” She gently wiggled the book away from Bill, flipping to the pages of pictures.

“Annalise and her beloved knight Brigham… Annalise has short brown and and eyes as blue as sapphires. Brigham with his sunshine curls and piercing eyes, looking like a golden cherub.” Aricka looks at Bill. “What did your princess look like?”

"Uh, she had short brown...hair. And..." Bill looks at Aricka, "And blue eyes...." a smiles creeps up on his face, "There's no way!"

“… And the girl who waits for Brigham in the “future…” Aricka flips a few pages. “Aurora. Short, brown hair, bright blue eyes. Quiet, hides in the back of the class so she doesn’t gain the attention of bullies… but has a deep love of reading.” She sits back, her whole world rocked on its axis. “No way….” Aricka stares at the book, the book that had given her so much solace as a lone high schooler. “… it’s me,” she whispered. “I’m Aurora. Aren’t I.”

"You most definitely are. So that makes me Brigham."

“Most certainly…” she whispered. Still staring a hole through the book. Bill itched to reach out and hold her hand, an urge he’d been trying to hide for a while. He’d been developing a bit of a crush on Aricka for a while now, but he’d also been putting together what Rufus had been implying-

Aricka- his future- was in the present with him right now. He was supposed to find her here. Not in the past.

“Well, my princess,” he says with a teasing grin. “This is a most triumphant discovery.”

“It is…” Aricka says, smiling shyly at him, and then they both notice that their hands are brushing each other’s. They look up, and Bill notices that once again, the pink tinge is back on Aricka’s cheeks-

And he slides his hand under hers, flipping it over to intertwine their fingers, squeezing gently.

He leans forward…. So does she… Bill closes his eyes… she does too-

And then Ted and Dori burst into the library. “DUDES-!” Ted exclaimed. “I just was reading the book Aricka was talking about- dude she’s your PRINCESS-!”

Both Aricka and Bill jolt back at the interruption, and now Aricka’s face wasn’t just pink, but full on scarlet again. Bill sighs and scrubs his face. “Shut UP, Ted,” he says.

“Um…”’Dori pulls her brother back toward the door. “I think we barged in at a most uncomfortable moment, Ted. Apologies Bill.”

No offense to Dori, but Bill didn’t even hear them, he was already kneeling in front of Aricka, making sure she wasn’t too embarrassed. “You okay, princess?” He asks. She nods.

“I- I’m sorry if- if that felt so rushed-,” she whispered.

“What- you mean this-?” And he leans forward to kiss her cheek. She tilts her head at him. “What?”

“You missed, my knight.” The nickname felt right, to both of them.

“Apologies, princess. That was most rude of me. How can I ever be forgiven?” She giggles, flooding his ears with music, and she says,

“Like this,” and leans down to kiss him, properly.

He smiles, right against her lips, and puts his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer. She ends up falling into his lap, both of them giggling in surprise.

When she leans back, he brushes her hair from her face. “A most happy ending, wouldn’t you agree?” Aricka brushed her hand through his curls.

“No Bill. It’s not an ending.” He tilts his head this time. “It’s just the beginning.”

~~~~~~~~~~

@yeehawselfshipping @letsgofoletsgo @rosieshipper @hyperionshipping @callsign-revenge

[trashvampiree]

love how Bill has this random image of polar bears just like on his shelf above his bed, what a king

[luv4fandoms]

Most definitely (Bill S.Preston x Fem!Reader)

Ok so go easy on me, I've never actually sat down and watched Bill and Ted before (I just remember scenes in passing when I was a kid and my bros would watch it. But I'm trying to practice (I also need to just sit down and watch it fr lol) . I saw this writing prompt and my brain immediately thought of this, but yeah, the slag for them is a bit difficult for me lol.

Also I pictured the girl to be kinda like Wednesday, and her friend like Enid, Idk why lol.

Word count: 1,321

Pairing: BillxFem!Reader

Warnings: Drinking?

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

You didn't even know why you came to this party, other than the fact that your best friend in the whole world F/N was dragging you along. You both had recently moved to San Dimas after graduation, your parents wanting a change in scenery and her dad getting a better job. Though you did live a little ways away from each other, at least it wasn't the thousands of miles you were terrified of at first when her parents said they would be going. Really though it was lucky that your mom and her mom had been besties since high school and couldn't stand to be apart. 

But back to the overly atrocious party that you had stepped foot in. It wouldn't have been bad if there had been at least good music you supposed, but come on, where was the Motorhead? The Metallica? The Van Halen?! All there was were drunks, newly graduated teens jumping around with cups of clearly spiked punch, either seeing how stupid they could be, or how far down each other's throats they could stick their tongues.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea" you spoke, look around, luckily not spotting anyone you knew from your short time living here.

"Oh come on! Live a little!" Your friend yelled over the music as she pulled you further along. 

"I'd rather die a quiet death," you told her,but let her lead you nonetheless. Though a little ways into her walking, she stopped.

"Hey, isn’t that the ‘super hot’ neighbor you were rambling about having a crush on earlier, over there?” she asked with a shit eating grin, causing your eyes to widen..please no.

"What?! Please say psych!"

"No I’m serious, look." You followed her line of sight towards the kitchen, easily finding the curly blonde locks of, indeed, your 'super hot' neighbor you had rambled about any and every time you talked to F/N.

"..Fuck" you breathed. You couldn't help it really, he wasn't like any guy you had ever seen before, it was like he was a Greek God walking amongst humans. Or an angel sent to Earth. You had never actually spoken to him, just little hesitant waves between you both, you didn't know what you would even say to him if you talked, or if you would be able to. His friend was far more chatty, that was the only reason you knew his name was Bill, because Ted had stopped to talk to you before heading into Bill's house. He told you they had a band, and you should come by sometime to hear them play, an offer you never had the guts to take him up on. Sometimes you really hated being shy, sometimes you really wished you were as outgoing as F/N, the social butterfly..Instead of the goth moth.

"I mean they do clean up pretty ni- Wait, where are you going? We just got here." F/N spoke, quickly catching up with you.

"Home! I only agreed to this because you said no one would know me here!" You stated, almost to the door when.

"Most bodacious neighbor babe!" Ted's voice rang out, causing you to stop just as your hand touched the doorknob.

"Are you already leaving? So not cool" he stated while throwing his arm over your shoulder.

"..Ah.."

"We actually just got here" F/N spoke up, causing you and Ted to look at her, his eyes widening.

"Whoa" he breathed while taking her in.

"You must be Ted" she smiled, before, to your dismay, adding.

"Y/N has told me about you"

"You talked about me?" Ted smiled.

"You and Bill" she added, smiling while you glared at her.

"Bill is here as well, come on! He will be most pleased to see you!" Ted spoke excitedly as he pulled you along, arm still over your shoulder while F/N followed behind. He led you to the kitchen area, calling out to Bill once he spotted him.

"Bill! Look at the bodacious babes that I found" you watched Bill turn around, his eyes meeting yours as he smiled, giving you a wave.

"Neighbor babe" he spoke, though you noticed the faint pink tinting his cheeks.

"Hey Bill" you waved back, trying not to get lost in his hazel gaze.

"Ah this is F/N" you stated, gesturing to your friend who happily waved.

"Very nice to meet the infamous Bill S. Preston" 

"How did you-" 

"F/N isn't this like, your favorite song?" You asked quickly, turning to her as you tried not to murder her. 

"Oh my God it is!" She smiled, before turning to Ted.

"Wanna dance cutie?"

"Most definitely!" He smiled, letting her lead him to the dance floor and giving a thumbs up to Bill, who gave one back.

"They will make a cute couple" you spoke, mainly to yourself, but Bill heard.

"He is her type?" He asked, and you turned to look at him.

"How did Ted say it? Most definitely!" you told him, cracking a smile when he laughed at your impression.

"Hey, you actually do smile" he stated, causing your smile to fall.

"No wait-I didn't-I mean you don't have to smile if you don't want to-it would just be most heinous if you didn't smile-what I mean to say is you have a most beautiful smile" he rambled, the pink growing darker.

"Oh…Thank you" you spoke, your own blush darkening your cheeks.

"Hey, can I ask you something"

"Sure"

"How did your friend know who I was?"

"Oh…I'm not sure" you replied, watching as he nodded, looking off to the side with a slightly sad look on his face, dammit. He looked over at you when he heard you sigh, your eyes trained on the punch bowl.

"I…may have mentioned you in passing" you stated, trying to play it cool, noticing his smile return from the corner of your eye.

"Really?"

"Maybe"

"A most bodacious babe like you?"

"I wouldn't consider myself a bodacious babe" 

"I would" you looked up at him, his eyes shining as he smiled at you, dang it why was his smile so contagious? Looking back at the punch bowl you groaned when another song came on.

"Would it kill them to play Black Sabbath every now and then?" You watched Bill's head snap back to you, having looked out at Ted and your friend.

"What?"

"Or Megadeth? Def Leppard? ACDC? Ratt? Anything!" You stressed, before looking over at Bill, and instantly your blushed darkened even more, because you had never been looked at like that before, not like how you usually look at him.

"Not only are you the most bodacious babe I have ever met, but I'm pretty sure you were the most excellent angel in heaven" he smiled at you, only grinning bigger when you giggled, that was definitely a sound he could get used to.

"Is this where you ask me if it hurt when I fell from heaven?" You asked.

"Did it?" 

"No, but I did scrape my knees crawling out of hell" you replied, earning a laugh from him this time.

"That was the most excellent comeback"

"Do you maybe-wanna go out sometime?" He asked after a moment, and you swore your heart went into overdrive, your brain telling you to keep your cool.

"Yeah" you nodded.

"Yeah?"

"Most definitely" you smiled.

So there it is! Like I said, I definitely need to practice more lol. But yeah idk I think it would be hilarious to see these two with girls like this.

[parvulous-writings]

Bill and Ted Neurodivergency Headcanons

Just some little headcanons that have been bouncing back and forth in my mind recently! Very short, I just wanted to get my thoughts down and out there to be honest

Not my gif

Bill and Ted both have AuDHD (Autism and ADHD), but to varying degrees.

My reasoning is thus: they are both impulsive, stim a lot together, and are at times slow to wrap their heads around certain things, unless it truly interests them. (Such as their interest in launching their band, vs their ability to retain anything they learn in history up until being face-to-face with it). I believe they may also have echolalia - they both use "dude" and similar terms frequently - and whilst these were of course popular terms when the original two films released, the pair carry these phrases well into their adult life, and since they still spend so much time around each other I believe it may be because they're just endlessly bouncing off one another.

Not to mention the fact that they stopped being sneaking in the Tudor Castle to be nerds about Star Wars, completely disregarding their task at hand until Ted falls down the stairs. .... And that they play 20 questions whilst falling down a hole.

Also not to mention the fact the amount of lyrics that they are able to recite at the drop of a hat? Their knowledge of Rock is immeasurable - because it's a shared special interest.

I'm not sure if I have any specific evidence of this (None comes to mind immediately) - but I have a sneaking suspicion that of the two; in Ted, his autism is more prominent, and in Bill, it's his ADHD.

I think it's reasonable to assume that neither of the boys have a diagnosis until later in life - by that point though there aren't exactly many resources for them, and they've already got a somewhat functioning support system (mainly one another, and of course, their wives whilst we're thinking about it). Bill probably tried to take meds at one point, but came off of them after about 3-4 months due to the headaches and loss of sleep that he started to suffer with. Ted was never prescribed meds, even in adulthood.

Going back to childhood/teen years, I don't think anyone really had many suspicions that they had AuDHD, simply because their interests and hobbies were relatively mainstream. If anyone did have the thought that something "may not be right", it would probably be Ted's dad, but he wouldn't have gone to the doctor about the fact. He more considers it a disciplinary issue - I.e, the fact that himself or any tutors haven't been as rigid or harsh as they should be to keep Ted in line, and on the right path to success.

In later life, though, I think it might be more obvious. They go more into less mainstream instruments when they bring in the theremin to their music - not only showing their devotion to music and all it's parts and genres, but also their fixation. (I don't know many people who know or listen to the theremin or music it containing it besides myself). Their inability or unwillingness to change their mannerisms, also, I think is a sign. They don't like change.

I may update/add to these at a later date, but these are my ideas on Bill and Ted's neurospicy situation - I personally think they are AuDHD as mentioned, and that may just be me projecting onto them, but at the same time I don't think there's any chance that these two are neurotypical - if you have any thoughts, feel free to share them!!

[ar-agon]

The Stallions

Note: I am so sorry this took so long, my motivation has been off and on for a while. I hope you all like it -Ar

Marko/Bill x Reader

Summary: After senior year Ted gets sent to boot camp and Bill just disappears. Feeling abandoned by your best friends you start your own band, called The Stallions in honor of your old band. Your tour finally brings you to Santa Carla and you end up running into a familiar face.

Requested: @zithera

Words: 2239

On a street in San Dimas, California was where it all started. You had just moved because your parents wanted a fresh start and warmer weather. You were dragged along, not old enough to fend for yourself yet. You didn’t leave many friends there, just your bandmates but still it was a tough change. That was until you heard a noise coming from your neighbor’s garage. You won’t really call it music or even good but you could tell that it was coming from a guitar. The first thought that came to mind was middle schoolers trying to form a band, you remembered your first band practice. It took another few days of settling to realize your neighbor was actually a kid your age and his friend. Smoke was billowing from the garage one day and you ran out of your house to check up on the kids. 

“Are you alright?” you asked standing behind the two boys that had just exited the smoke.

“Oh, yeah. Happens all the time,” the brunette tells you as he turns around. The blond does the same but just stares at you. 

“No wonder no one else came out,” you laugh once you finally scanned them for any injuries.

“Wow,” the brunette stared at you.

“What?” 

“You're like totally…”

“Shut up Ted,” the blond finally spoke up.

“I wanna hear what he was going to say,” you looked at Ted, “I’m what, Ted?”

“Hot,” he finished with a dopey smile. That was not what you thought he was going to say as a blush dusted your cheeks.

“Oh,” you whispered, rubbing the back of your neck. 

“I’m Ted Logan and this is…”

“Bill S. Preston Esq,” the blond bowed.

“Well nice to meet you, Bill and Ted,” you said before giving them your name in return, “I heard you playing, mind if I join? Totally cool if not.”

“No,” they both rushed out causing you to laugh.

“We mean you can join whenever you want,” Bill said. You smiled at him which caused him to blush. You were always attracted to the cute ones. 

That was the start really. You showed up to one of their practices and they took you in as a member of the Wyld Stallyns. You tried to teach them how to play a little better, but they always seemed more focused on something else. It was easy to fall into a routine with them, go to school, work, and then band practice. Do it all over again. As school started to come to a close you were rather close to the guys. It was now Bill, Ted, and the new kid. New kid, it seemed like you never did outgrow that title in San Dimas. The more you hung out with them, the closer you got to Bill. He was sweet and made jokes that always had you laughing. It was his favorite thing to do. Even someone as dense as Ted could see that you two liked each other. Though no one made the first move, either too scared or too comfortable to do anything. All in all, senior year was going great. That was that until school ended and Ted’s father sent him away to Bootcamp. It happened so fast as well. One minute he was in the garage jamming out and the next his dad was picking him up. There was no Wyld Stallyns, just you and Bill. It stayed like that for a while. That was until you were the only one left. 

Bill had told you he was going to visit some friends in a few towns over and that he would be back in no time. Well, no time turned out to be years. There was no point putting up missing posters or that was what his father said. Bill had gone to Santa Carla trying to find Ted. He had gotten a postcard from there from his bandmate. Santa Carla his dad told you was called the Murder Capital of the World and there were millions of missing posters up for other people. It was a lost cause, he hadn’t said it like that but you knew what he meant. Bill was probably dead. Your heart broke and you stayed in your room for a month crying until your parents convinced you to get on with your life, Bill would have wanted you to. Sitting alone in your room wasn’t going to make him happy. 

So, you did the one thing that would have. You started a band. Contacting your old bandmates wasn’t that hard of a task. They all agreed to join the moment they got your call. Wanting to honor Bill, you named your band The Stallons with Ted’s permission of course. After two years of practice and doing local jigs, The Stallons grew into a household name. Every teenager and young adult knew who you guys were. That's what landed you this local tour. Your band has toured up and down California for the last few months. You were on your last leg of the tour, Santa Carla, and then back to San Dimas. It took your band a lot of convincing you to play Santa Carla. It meant a lot to bands around here to be able to play the boardwalk, they said. That is how you ended up there, they knew you couldn’t say no to them.

“Anyway, going in a group is better than going alone,” your drummer tells you backstage, “we’ll be fine.” 

“That’s not what I’m worried about,” you tell them with a sigh.

“Then what is it?”

“What if he’s still here and I just wasn’t a good enough reason to come back to San Dimas?”

Your drummer spoke your name softly, “then he isn’t worth it.” 

“I just really liked him.”

“I know…”

“Five minutes,” the stagehand tells them before moving on.

“Look, we will give the crowd what they want, and then we’ll explore the boardwalk after. How does that sound?” 

You nod as you take a deep breath, “Yeah, that sounds nice.” 

With a clap on your back, your drummer slipped onto the stage first, “what’s up Santa Carla!!” they say into the mic causing the crowd to scream. 

You exit the backstage last with a large grin on your face, “Hello Santa Carla! We are The Stallions and we hope that you will rock out with us for a while.” It was easy losing yourself in the music. Lyrics you have been singing for years now just roll off your tongue. Usually, the crowds morph into each other but this one was different. It was like you could see every single person in front of you. It was halfway through the show when you saw him or at least you thought you did. He was in the crowd one second and gone the next. Bill. It had to be him, you could never forget his face. Your father had called it young love, something that would pass but you knew with Bill what you had was deeper than that. You just never had the chance to figure it out. Your voice stuttered a bit as you finished your song. Your eyes kept scanning the crowd to find him again. It took a minute for you to just chop it up to your imagination. That you wanted to see him so much, you had made him up.

“Most people don’t know why we picked The Stallions as our name. Would you like to hear the story?” You said stalling for a moment to give your guitarist changed instruments. 

The crowd cheered as a response.

“It’s a short one but I used to be in another band before this one. Shocker I know. It was just me and two very important people to me. I lost one to boot camp and the other, well I don’t truly know what happened to him. Our band name was Wyld Stallyns and my beautiful bandmates let me honor my old band with this one. I wouldn’t be here where I am today without Wyld Stallyns and Bill and Ted,” as you talked you caught a familiar sight of curly blond hair in the crowd, “wanna hear a little more gossip while we continue to change some instruments?” You were feeling a bit bolder, if he was in the crowd he wanted him to know how you felt and if not it would feel nice to get it off your chest. 

The crowd screamed as an answer as they always do.

You laugh, “alright, alright. I had a crush on one of these boys. Bill S. Preston Esq., he was the sweetest person I have ever met, he never failed to make me laugh, and he made me this mixtape of songs that made him think of me for my birthday that I still have. I think I miss him the most, Ted and I still keep in touch but Bill. Well, I don’t actually know where he is now. I just hope he’s out there somewhere listening to my songs. Like you lovely people.” 

The music started to kick up after that and you sang your heart out for this song. It was one that you had written for Bill, not that anyone actually knew that. It was mournful and filled with love. There were three more songs after that including the encore before your band left the stage. Your drummer was ready to explore the boardwalk practically bouncing off the walls. You laughed and told them to go as you started to help pack the gear away. You promised to meet them there as they all disappeared into the crowd. 

You were helping load a speaker when someone called your name behind you. Turning your head, you almost dropped the speaker at the sight one the boy now standing backstage. Another worker grabbed the equipment from you as you froze in place.

“Bill?” you whispered before moving towards him, “I thought you were dead.”

“Well, I’m right here,” he said, spreading his arms as if to show you all of him still in one piece. 

“I can see that,” you nodded, “why didn’t you come back? You left me alone in San Dimas.”

“I… I found some new friends and they took me in.”

“You found new friends?” 

“Yeah. I needed a new start,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “and Santa Carla gave that to me.”

“And I couldn’t? You still had me but clearly, I wasn’t a good enough reason for you to stay.”

“No, that’s not…” he sighed, running his hand through his now longer hair. A few things had changed about him. He was still rocking the crop top but now he sported a colorful jacket and chaps over his jeans. Maybe, he had changed from the silly teenage boy to whatever punk he was now.

“Then what?”

“I was going to come back to you. Hell, I was even going to ask you to marry me,” he rambled out. 

“You were going to what?” you stared at him speechless. Marriage? You had thought that maybe one day Bill would get the courage to ask you out but marriage. That was something you had never thought of before. Though now that you were, it didn’t seem all that bad to have married Bill. 

“One day, we still had to go on a date but babe, I loved you the moment you hit that sick rift in the garage.”

You laughed and shook your head, “you can’t just show up like this and spring this on me.”

“And you telling me that you have a crush on me in front of thousands was any better?”

“You already knew I liked you, even Ted saw it,” you defended yourself. Bill got closer and smiled. He seemed almost like a predator stalking his prey as he looked at you.

“Oh, I know,” He cupped your cheek and brought you into a kiss. His skin was cold against you but you couldn’t help but melt into it. Your own hand came up and grabbed his shoulder, “have that date with me now.” He offered once he pulled away. 

“I should at least yell at you some more,” you tell him, “for Ted’s sake.”

“Come on,” he grabs your hand and leads you off the stage, “you can tell me how he is over a meal.”

“Bill,” you stopped a few feet away from the boardwalk. 

“Yeah?”

“Why did you really leave?”

He sighed and closed his eyes, “I don’t know. Something pulled me here and I had to follow.”

You nodded, “you have to stay here, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“There better be some good food at this place you’re taking me,” you say, beginning to move again. Even if this might be the last time you get to see him, you want to make the most of it. You loved him, even if he did leave you. You didn’t need to know exactly why but you had a feeling it was for a good reason. There would also be a lot more tours to Santa Carla now. You had found what you were looking for and you weren’t about to let it go anytime soon. Even if during the date Bill tells you that he goes by Marko now, he is still the same boy you fell for. 

[6lostgirl6]

Hi! May I ask for a gn reader x Bill S Preston Esquire please? Bill surprises a space loving reader and takes them to stargaze in the desert (maybe there's a meteor shower or something?) and Bill decides to try and impress the reader with his space prowess (he went to the library and everything) by naming all the constellations he knows (there's not many because they're hard to pronounce but he knows Camelopardalis "the Space Giraffe") so he starts making up names. Cue to a lot of giggling, the reader joining in with made up constellations and maybe they scooch together a little closer (for warmth of course). If they end up holding hands or anything else, awesome. And Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, Liv!! I'm so sorry this is late but I hope you enjoy it regardless! ❤️

Starlit Night

Bill S Preston Esquire x G/n!Reader

TW: One curse word and tons of fluff

Ever since you were a child, you have always had an obsession with space. The cosmos of vast emptiness yet full of otherworldly planets with their own collections of shining stars creating unique shapes and patterns that have been around for more than a millennia. On your eleventh birthday, you were given your own telescope. Given that you would stare at the night sky from outside your window, trying to catch a glimpse of shapes that you've seen in science books and magazines.

Earlier this week, it was broadcasted that there would be a meteor shower that would occur on the weekend. You were beyond thrilled to finally have an opportunity to see such an amazing sight in a mere few days.

And you wanted to share that moment with your best friend, Bill. You were nervous to ask him, especially since you've harbored a crush on him for more than a few years.

However, you were not the only one nervous for this experience.

____

Bill was located in the library, eyes glancing over the words engraved in the spines of the alphabetically-organized books in the science section. Already, he was carrying at least three books while Ted, his best friend, followed him with a confused look as Bill placed some of the books into his arms.

"Are we doing a project?" Ted asked, watching him in confusion.

"No, my most excellent friend." Bill replied, grabbing another book. "I'm doing some last minute reading."

"What for?"

"For (y/n)!"

Another book was added into Ted's awaiting arms. The poor ravenette was practically carrying the size of a small child with how much books he was carrying.

"(Y/N)? Why would they want you to read for?" Ted asked.

Bill sighed before pausing to face Ted, "There's a meteor shower man, and I wanna impress them with smart space terms!"

"Oh," Ted glanced down for a moment before he was suddenly hit with an idea. "Why don't you take them to see the stars better?"

Bill thought about it before smiling, "Ted, you are the most bodacious genius I've ever met!"

Ted smiled wide, happy with the compliment.

"Maybe...I could take them to the desert! See the stars a lot better and impress them with my space terms and they'll fall for me!" Bill exclaimed, excited to finally prove to you that he was knowledgeable in your favorite subject and win your affections.

"Excellent!" They exclaimed, gesturing towards each other with a sweet air guitar before rushing to the librarian.

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The day before the meteor shower, Bill had a ride to your house from his step-mother. God, he was still uncomfortable calling Missy that.

At your doorstep, he hesitated a little bit, slightly worried that you would reject going with him. You might want to go see it alone instead. However, he swallowed down his fear and rang the door bell.

After a few moments, the door opened and he stiffled the gasp that wanted to slip from his lungs. God, you were so pretty, giving him one of your bright smiles at the sight of him. He could never get used to seeing you.

"Hey, Bill!" You greeted happily before stepping out and closing the door for a little more privacy. "What brings you here?"

"H-Hey, (Y/N.)" He replied, his cheeks reddening a little bit. "Have you heard about the most excellent meteor shower happening this weekend?"

Damn, he was an idiot. Of course, you would know about it.

"Oh yeah, I have!" You replied.

"I wanted to see-"

"I was gonna ask you-"

You both chuckled, a little embarrassed at cutting each other off as Bill nervously messed with his curly hair.

"You go first." You offered, leaning your shoulder against the wall without tearing your gaze away from his own.

"Um, I wanted to see if you would go with me." He said, shuffling a little. "Check out the most bodacious stars with you would be most excellent!"

Your eyes widened slightly, feeling the warmth of blood rushing to your face. Bill wanted to see the meteor shower with you too! The nervousness you felt earlier settled down a little as you regained your composure.

"I would love that! I was just about to ask you the same thing!" You replied, "What a coincidence!"

Bill felt his heart flutter inside his chest as he returned the smile, "Excellent...I'll pick you up okay?"

"Sounds good, Bill! I'm so excited!" You exclaimed, straightening yourself up.

"Me too..." He replied softly.

The sudden sound of the car horn pulled him away from the moment and he hesitated as he started making his way back to the car.

Without thinking, he said one final thing before getting nervous and rushing to the car. Something that made your heart skip a beat.

"It's a date."

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It was the night of the meteor shower and the ride to the desert located a little further out from San Dimas with Bill was comfortable, full of laughter and excellent music. However, the butterflies in both your stomachs reminded you both of your hidden feelings you had for one another. 

Currently, you were both getting your spot set up among the highest peak of the desert you could reach with a guaranteed view of the falling meteors that was broadcasted to appear in just a mere moment. Your spot was absolutely perfect with you both dressed warmly against the cool breeze of the night air. You both were surrounded by fluffy blankets and pillows with plastic bag from the Circle K full of your favorite snacks and drinks. 

You both sat down and took a moment to look at the night sky full of bright stars. Bill took a moment before deciding to use his most excellent space terms. 

“Um-” You glanced towards him, intrigued. “That’s the uh Camelopardalis.” He said, pointing towards a random spot towards the night sky. 

You giggled before looking at where he was pointing towards. His pronunciation was a little off but you were touched with how he was trying to understand your love for space. Therefore, you decided not to give him a hard time.

“That’s right! It’s known as the Space Giraffe!” You replied before looking towards another spot before pointing towards it. “And that’s the Ursa Major!”

Bill didn’t reply as he tried to remember more of the constellations that he studied, however his mind was coming up completely blank. He panicked for a second before blurting the first thing that came to mind.

“That’s the uh Stupendous Maximus!” He exclaimed, pointing towards a random star in the sky. 

Dang, he totally screwed this up! You’re gonna think he was stupid!

You smiled before scooting a little closer, your arm grazing against his which made a blush appear upon his face. “That’s my favorite constellation.” 

Bill turned towards you and slowly returned the smile. He understood what you were trying to do and he started to fall for you even more. He didn’t think that was possible but he just learned something new. 

“Me too.” He replied, voice soft. 

After a few moments and a little bit of bravery, he scooted closer to you and rested his hand against your own, your fingers slightly lacing with one another. 

You flinched a little and glanced towards his hand. You felt the warmth flood your cheeks and brought your eyes up, noticing that he was already looking in your direction. 

Suddenly, a slight flashing flooded your vision, bringing you both to look towards the direction and found yourself flooded with excitement. The meteor shower had just begun, filling the night sky with streaks of bright white lights. 

You smiled and leaned against Bill’s shoulder with him resting his own against your head. 

This was perfect and you wouldn’t have it any other way sitting here tonight with your crush that brought you both closer than ever. 

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