#chapter 9 soon

[a-writing-otter]

WIP Wednesday - Chapter 9 of the Redemption and Subsequent Death of Bill Cipher

“Okay. Okay. One more time.”

Bill shakes himself off, eyes fixed on where Red and Dipper are standing. Dipper is sitting on the back of Question Mark’s pickup truck with his notebook and Red is standing there, twirling an axe in her hand. Bill is stanced in front of a target, facing them.

As of three days ago, Bill is back on his feet and back to work. After waking up and being cognizant enough to actually function in Ford’s room, they’d made him lay back for another day. While Bill put up a good bit of complaint about it, it wasn’t all that bad, mostly because Ford stayed with him and pet his hair and let him stay in his bed.

Again, things aren’t exactly back to the way they were before, but there’s marked improvement. Ford will be in the same room as him again, talks to him again, even seeks him out. The night before, they’d just sat on the roof of the Mystery Shack looking at the stars and talking in a way that made Bill remember again how things had been thirty years prior.

In addition to whatever is repairing between him and Ford, Bill has devoted all spare energy to trying to get that alternate form to come out. They’ve tried meditation and clenching and willing it into being, but nothing has worked. The last solution was near-death experiences.

Thus Red, her axe, and a large target behind Bill.

“Ready?” Red asks, tossing the axe up and down in her hand for a second.

Shaking his shoulders out, Bill nods.

“Ready.”

“Alright then. Three… two—“

Red throws it on two, it sails right past Bill’s ear, Bill screams, and nothing else happens.

“What happened to ‘go on one’?!” Bill shrieks when he comes back to himself, heart hammering in his chest.

“It’s no fun if you expect it,” Red laughs, going over to collect her axe where it is sunk deep into the target beside Bill. “We’re trying to simulate a ‘near death experience’.”

“Yeah, well—“

“What are you doing?”

The three of them look up to see Ford and Mabel wandering to them. Ford is staring at Bill like he’s got three heads while Red pulls the axe out and puts it on her shoulder.

“I actually don’t know how to answer that question,” Bill confesses.

“We’re seeing if we can coax that other version of Bill out through fear,” Dipper says instead.

“By throwing axes at him?” Ford doesn’t sound mad, almost unimpressed. “There’s better ways to scare him.”

“Well, if you’ve got anything better, I’ll hear it. Nothing’s happening,” Bill tells him.

“Short of just praying that it happens when it happens, we’ve tried everything I would normally suggest,” Dipper notes from the truck.

And that’s the problem, isn’t it?

“You could try the ‘Mew Mew Kissy Cutie’ method?” Mabel suggests, climbing up into the truck to sit next to Dipper.

Ford and Bill both blink at her while Red groans and rolls her eyes.

“The what?” Bill asks.

“It’s a stupid kid’s show,” Red dismisses.

“It is an ‘anime’,” Mabel corrects with a good deal of gravitas, “and it is a very important anime.”

“Those are the shows that Soos watches sometimes, right?” Ford recalls and Mabel nods enthusiastically.

“Soos showed them to me! It’s about a magical girl!”

“Magical—” Bill starts.

“Girl?” and Ford finishes.

“Well, I’m not magic or a girl.”

Dipper makes a thoughtful sound.

“You are magical and, technically, you aren’t a boy or a girl, you’re a demon.”

“I mean, yes, your binary understanding of gender doesn’t work outside of your realm, but according to the fake ID your grunkle got me so I can buy various age-appropriate implements, I’m a man.”

“It’s not about being a boy or a girl,” Mabel insists before standing, striking a pose, “it’s about saving the world and doing so in a cute outfit and magical powers! One of those things is taken care of.”

“…but I can’t access the magical powers,” Bill reminds. It’s stupid, incredibly stupid, but at this point, they’ve only got so many options.

“Alright, what do I do?”

Mabel energetically jumps down from the truck and goes over to him.

“So, the first thing you do is you have to spin around in a circle and put your arms above your head. After a couple circles, you stop, you strike a pose, and you wink.”

“…I do what?”

“You know, you—“ And Mabel comes closer before lifting her arms above her head. She turns in a neat circle a couple of times before stopping short, hip popped with one hand on it and the other holding a peace sign next to her face.

Bill blinks at her.

“You’re kidding.”

“You heard her,” Ford insists, sounding amused. “You spin in a circle with your hands above your—“

“You just want to see me dance around and make an idiot of myself.”

“The concept has merit, yes,” Ford teases.

Bill waves him off before looking down at Mabel. “I seriously have to do all of that?”

Mabel nods energetically.

The entire group is staring at Bill hopefully and— Look, they’re desperate at this point. …what’s the worst that happens, honestly?

Bill lets out a deep sigh, squaring his shoulders, and muttering under his breath about “stupid powers” and “stupid magical girls”. Stopping a few paces away, he takes a deep breath in, willing the pale heat in his face to die down.

He lifts his arms over his head, spins in two circles before doing the same move as Mabel before stopping, hip popped, hand on his hip, and peace sign near his face.

Nothing happens.

Ford immediately bursts into laughter and Bill throws his hands up.

[tracle0]

Snippet Sunday VIII

I think it's the eighth Sunday...? Maybe maybe! Here's some prophet story I wrote freshly for you (yes, you!)

A hand raised to his chest, trying to find the mutilation that had forced his ribs to poke out like ageing farmhouse fencing. His skin was sealed, unblemished under his fingers; sticky from his blood, but otherwise untouched. An identical inspection around his throat found the same. No hole for pathetic, fleshy pleas to wheeze through. All fixed. All perfect.

“You saved me,” he finally whispered, eyes wide and awed. “You – you didn’t have to, but you…?”

The Blight – previously quiet, considerate, letting him get to terms with the gift of his life – curled in his head, content. You’ve done me well, it said simply. I don’t want to lose you yet.

He probed carefully at his skull, hair sliding between his fingers. He could see where shards of his skull had been ejected, pick them up and inspect them, but he found no hollows in his head, no blemishes. “Thank you,” he said softly. “I… thank you.”

Your brother is almost here.

Cain blinked, the brief memory of something – a squirrel? – flashing through his mind, before he shook it away, focused. “We should go, then,” he said, starting to stand. The ground glimmered. His surroundings groaned and sobbed, the forgotten guards whimpering and wheezing, the fury surrendering them to shock and agony. “To Body?”

It hesitated. As he started to walk past a pair of guards, one pinned down by the other, bloodied and bruised, it drew his attention down to the ground, to a discarded knife next to the freed, fighting pair. See if you can slow him down, it suggested idly.

[moonstruckme]

New thawing out tomorrow btw 👀

[tenspontaneite]

You will both eat well I think

[foxett]

Hey guys

[elderyautjavegeta]

Hi hello so yeah I know, it's old hat to try and analyze Jamie's art because he doesn't exactly keep an consistency, but that won't stop me from staring at this and just losing my ever-loving mind. (From the Garage Palace visualizer).

[orangesavannah]

Chapter 9 continues, we're back with Anzex!

Read Step Aside on Deviantart and Tapas!

[bleue-flora]

Well… my orginal ambition was to finish Musical Chairs before Halloween or at least get to 13, then it was just to get to chapter 10… but even that I have failed. Sorry, too many things going on I guess. In my defense 9 and 10 are written, though that’s thanks to my coauthor for these chapters @error-dream-was-found, which I commissioned to help me to make Techno’s pov kinda match that of Crow’s Nest so it feels consistent. :) Anyways, I figured though I might as well post a little snippet with my Halloween reference XD:

“Heeeeeeeh?!” He stares at the man, unable to form a response that wouldn’t question Punz’s sanity.

Seriously, though no sane person would think that it’s a good idea to let Dream anywhere in a 10 mile radius of the prison let alone live in it like some cozy retirement home. Not to mention tie his torturer to some chair and deliver him like some treat for Halloween that turned out to be a trick. An eye for an eye is all good and well but even that is going a bit too far. Someone really needs to revoke Punz’s therapy license, before he and Dream get any more bright ideas about how amazing it is to live in the boilin’ cell to overcome trauma via exposure therapy as if that ever works. No, the teletubby doesn’t need to live in his own personal torture box and he doesn’t need to torture his torturer to heal, he clearly just needs some ‘woof’ R'n'R and maybe a few potatos to defenestrate to help him de-stress.

In the end, he gives up and rubs his forehead, “I mean this in the nicest way possible, Punz, but jeez man, you are an idiot.”

[chandralia]

Bakugo Katsuki.

[jonahmagnus]

Paranatural friday did not happen this year but the 17th..... soon. So soon. Thats the friday after eye get back to school. Soon.

[kodared]

Sneak peek!!

Now that the festivities of the Weekend are over im back to Writing WHN! Hopefully going to have this chapter out by the Weekend.. Hopefully,,,, ʅʕ•ᴥ•ʔʃ

So for now take this small snip of Chapter 9! Ive began planning for the next Fic after this one to be

-Mafia AU Howdy X Reader - Woo!! Be excited!!

[hexcitrine]

randomly looked at this account to update my age and holy shit it's been a while since i posted here..........i have a small pile of art i have yet to post but hbhbshdbshbd too lazy

[miabebe]

OB MY GOD. I don't follow Monsta X but I've read all your Seventeen work and desperately wanted to read more of what you've written so I thought I'd try your changkyun series and????? HOLY ASDFGJKL. ITS BETTER THAN ANYTHING IVE EVER READ. THE CLIFFHANGER LITERALLY HAS ME AT THE EDGE OF MY SEAT, MIA YOU HAVE ME HOOKED. I NEED MORE!!!!

Ahhhh you read my Changkyun series even though you're not a monbebe just to read more of my work? You're gonna make me cry 😭 that's so sweet of you and I'm soooooo happy you liked it too!

Ooh the infamous cliff hanger - I'm sorry but it was necessary, chapter 9 is gonna be so worth it because of it, I promise!

[midnightmah07]

Going back to my roots with my Luffy pfp

[gogandmagog]

Probably my single favourite line Maud has ever written, and it’s below the jump because it’s in Chapter 14, and even though it’s not really a spoiler, I’m cutting it anyway, just in case!

"This Jane person," dad remarked to the ceiling, "knows her onions."

💀💀💀 I have sincerely been thinking about this all day. I will never ever look at another onion again without saying this either aloud or in my head.

[nmakii]

Ahhhhh i love how you write yandere Alastor!! It’s just chief’s kiss! I love it so much!!

me rn