#the anti cipher society

[aria-greenhoodie]

“This paper looks to me as if it knew what a vicious influence it had!”

Was reading The Yellow Wallpaper for a class a few weeks ago and thought “woah this is so Abigale Blackwing-core…” so I drew it :3

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Wallpaper design alone under cut ↓ (see how many hidden Bill Ciphers you can find!)

[localcanadiancreature62]

@aria-greenhoodie The gays will reunite.

O'Pimm post epilogue - The former priest spends his days rotting in his cell,with the asylum staff workers not even bothering to interact with him unless to feed him food or give him something to drink as due to his catatonic state he merely just sits there and stares at the wall while repeating "William Lucipher" over and over and over. He just sits on his bed all day while wearing a patient gown,because he literally can't move due to his brain being too fried from the Anti Bill Shooter to control his body. He can't form any coherent thought or remember anything,because his entire brain is repressed and paralyzed from the gun. The Anti Bill Shooter works like the memory gun,except instead of erasing everything and the subject becoming erratic after prolonged use,it represses everything and basically locks away every memory and thought from the subject's consciousness as well as causes the subject to become catatonic and unresponsive,the memories are still there but they can't be accessed. The electricity that Mcgucket used to drive himself insane,was what caused O'Pimm's entire mind to be paralyzed. In fact,O'Pimm isn't even aware of his own condition because his mind is foggy and empty and since he literally can't form any thought,he is sort of unconscious. He is in a vegetative state,a very severe one. There is no hope for the former holy man,as he has been institutionalized for six months ever since that gun was used on him. He will likely stay this way forever. Until his beloved ex-wife Dorothy visited him after getting word about his fate via asking the high priest from the Western Holy Church about his location,the woman discovering that her ex-husband has gone insane and is now in a paralyzed state of catatonia. The doctors told her that her beloved Tinsley is unresponsive and will likely not answer her due to him not remembering anything or being aware of his surroundings,but she still tried to reach out to him as she mourned her beloved husband's former self the one that cared and was a sweet babbling follower of the Lord rather than the abusive grump that he became. She brought pictures of their time together,despite the man not even looking at her while he kept saying the demon's name over and over. Dorothy talked about stories of their relationship and the things they have done together,she told him about the silly times the heartfelt times and the depressive times,she kissed him and hugged him with every visit in order to provoke a reaction. Anything,any feeling or thought from her husband. She only left O'Pimm because of his behavior,but seeing him like this made her immensely regret that decision. Her husband was going through something horrible to the point of using some device on himself and she didn't even try to help. She talked and talked to him,she brought him and fed him his favorite meals,but still. Nothing,no reaction at all. Dorothy was starting to lose hope of regaining O'Pimm's former self,finding that it fruitless to bring back a man that's already gone as she considered on halting her visits. But then one day,when she kissed him,he actually turned to look her way and said her name again for the first time in months. "Dorothy?." "Oh my god. Tinsley!. You're back!" Dorothy exclaims as she cried tears of joy and tightly hugged her husband,the man being a bit disoriented as he just got a few of his memories back while he only started to process who this woman is. It turns out,the visits and constant exposure to his memories from his former life were actually working as the paralysis on his mind caused by the Anti Bill Shooter was wearing off as he started to gain bits and pieces of his memories and thoughts. He just needed something to jumpstart his brain back to normal and a passionate kiss from his ex-wife did the trick. He then got up to hug his wife better but then he almost stumbles as he realized he hasn't moved in literal months,his wife catching him before he fell flat on his face.

The doctors discharge him from the mental institution after doing a few tests regarding his mental state by asking him questions and showing him symbols of things to see if he responds normally,as well as giving him physical therapy in order to get him used to walking and moving his limbs again after whole months of immobility. O'Pimm realizes that in his desire to destroy the creature that ruined his life,he ended up ruining it more with him apparently going into a state of catatonia while leaving his wife to grieve his paralyzed state due to that damn gun he hired his co worker to build. He decides to let go of his triangular chase and cherish his wife instead,choosing to go on with his life rather than destroying it once more with his obsession. He goes back to his job as a holy man of God,and promises himself to NEVER associate with demons or other creatures like William Lucipher ever again lest that nightmare of an experience would happen all over again. With this chapter of his life over,he starts a new one with his wife as they discuss having children and consider adoption,finally being able to live his life normally without that damn triangle in his mind as he didn't see any sign of that beast anywhere. However.. he still has his fellow Anti Cipherites to worry about,and he worries for Thurburt who is still locked in that institution for exposing the truth about William. Perhaps he should pay each of his fellows a visit..

[hkthatgffan]

THE ANTI-CIPHER SOCIETY!

From Alex Hirsch’s Instagram Stories!

[glassclownz]

ah yes, my first day at work will line up perfectly with the secret bill countdown. I don’t know what it means but thank you bill for being so convenient for me!

[goonwithaspoon]

This shows up if you click on the symbol of Bill engraved on the sword handle

[cipher-containment-blog]

I HAVE A BLOG AND I SHALL SCREAM

Helloooo people! The new lore from the Book of Bill (and the website) has led me to a obsession over the Anti-Cipherites and the Ciphertology Cult. And well, this blog now exists to contain it.

So, if you feel so inclined, let's talk about it! Please? Please??

(Still setting things up right now, so please ignore the mess)

[bijoumikhawal]

Realizing RTD is kind of replicating some of the criticisms there are of men that have two wives

[uno-san]

Bill Cipher Vs. Self-Hatred

Howdy y'all! Today I just wanted to go over some thoughts I had over everybody's favorite triangle that may or may not have occurred to some of you already. Naturally this will contain Book of Bill Spoilers.

To start off our little essay I thought it would be important to first sum up my thoughts on one of Bill's more complicated relationships: Stanford

Now we've all seen his dynamic with Stanford plenty of times in the show but with recent information coming from both the Book of Bill and thisisnotawebsitedotcom.com more light has been shed on the subject from both Bill's perspective and Ford's.

There's more than meets the eye when it comes to dissecting Bill's interactions and thoughts on Stanford, with the ever enlightening "EVEN HIS LIES ARE LIES" making theorists scratch their heads. Within the Book of Bill are these codes and their meanings: hbh grfwru ri d gliihuhqw nlqg/ zkr zdqw wr pdnh klv sdwlhqw eolqg

eye doctor of a different kind/ who wants to make his patient blind

Qeb alzqlo pxvp/ qeobb pfmp x axv/ tfii jxhb qeb sfpflkp/ dl xtxv

The doctor says/ three sips a day/ will make the visions/ go away

Ixvvb hdwhu/ edeb eloob/ zrxogq'w gulqn/ xqohvv lwv vloob

Fussy eater/ baby billy/ wouldn't drink/ unless its silly

As well as:

Finding out that both Stanford and Bill have a genetic mutation that made them Black Sheep suggests the possibility that Bill saw a kinship within Stanford. After all, he did make the offer for Stanford to join him. No doubt being able to sympathize with Stanford's situation yet misreading his motivations, causing the rift in their once savable relationship once Bill's lies were uncovered.

Now I'll admit it was others who came up with this theory in particular, especially when drawing comparisons of how Stanford was treated and how Bill allegedly was for having a strange eye. Stanford, in some form of other, might represent how Bill was before he saw the destruction of his world by his hands. A mere outcast looking for his place in the world. To be believed rather than ridiculed or "fixed".

Self-Hatred

And now we get to the Bill we all know today:

The chaos loving and nightmare inducing three-sided maniac, who may be hiding more insecurities than he ever let on in the show, thanks to the Theraprism.

Someone far more traumatized

Who's had to convince himself to fully be the bastard he is today

But if the theory that Bill had a type of kinship with Stanford thanks to their mutations was true, then wouldn't it be possible that his relationship with someone else might represent the inner struggle with himself?

For you see, the original title of this post was...

Bill Cipher Vs. Stanley Pines

As my own theory is that Stanley Pines is what Bill decided to project his self-hatred on. Nobody can doubt that the two have similar qualities, yet as I read the Book of Bill and thisisnotawebsitedotcom I couldn't help but notice the absolute malice that Bill has for Stanley whenever he's mentioned.

There have been many opponents before that have strived to take Bill down. Whether that was the Shaman, the Anti-Cipher Society, or Time Baby, none of his interactions with them have appeared as vitriol as compared to Stanley.

Not even Stanford has this same reaction, who, by really no contest, was the closest to ever defeating Cipher by himself. Both with the gun that he near successfully killed Bill with and the secret of the barrier of Gravity Falls he refused to give up. Bill didn't even have a real interaction with Stanley until the last episode.

Yet it isn't Stanford that causes Bill to break while he's in the Theraprism. It's Stanley.

"-A resume-inflating, cheap trick loving, past-denying overgrown child protected from failure only by a force field of DENIAL AND shamelessness!"

"Self-pitying"

"Stupid"

"Smug"

"Hack Jokes"

"UNWORTHY"

Now it could be just me, but those are a lot of specific insults to fling somebody's way that you've barely interacted with. Especially if Bill credits the Twin Swap to Stanford entirely as opposed to allowing Stanley the credit.

"STEP RIGHT UP, it's time to play my FAVORITE GAME!! BOOTLEG SIXER over HERE spent a LIFETIME trying to hide his humiliations, BUT I'VE BEEN INSIDE HIS MIND, so NOW they’re ALL YOURS for the low low price of BEING MY NEW PAL! ITS SHOWTIME FOLKS, AND THE ONLY WAY TO LOSE IS TO BE NAMED STANLEY PINES!"

“SHAME:TM - IT'S THE ONE FRIEND WHO NEVER LEAVES!”

This out-of-character hatred doesn't come from the fact that Bill thought Stanley wasn't worthy, it comes from the fact that Bill sees himself in Stan. Who by all means is a lying and conniving screw up. Somebody who let his family down.

This could possibly be proven by the poem Bill had wrote about Stanley:

The whole poem suits my point but I decided to highlight the sections that caught my eye specifically. That when you put into consideration Bill's clear trauma and regret about the Euclidian Massacre, his own words can clearly be flipped back on him.

That he sees himself as a curse and a mistake. A self-made monster. Someone who's left the past behind when the loss of his home is still on his mind.

And what truly gets under Bill's skin about Stanley Pines?

"He got his life and family back.

His big break, it finally came,

Redemption from a life of shame"

Stanley got back what Bill can't.

[breadmate500]

IS ABIGALE BLACKWING A NORTHWEST?

I say yes.

- moves west (Oregon)

- married into an impressive fortune (northwest’s are rich)

- massive mansion (northwest manor)

DID SHE START THE BLIND EYE SOCIETY IN GRAVITY FALLS?

I also say yes.

- she was part of the Anti Cipher Society so I think she moved to gravity falls and built the foundation for The blind eye society (more theories on Abigale coming soon)

[year2000electronics]

i’m thinking about all the different portal-builders and people who partnered up with bill in the book of bill. in general i feel like they can be sorted into two categories:

- part of some sort of group or commune (the aztecs, the anti-cipher association, the salem witches)

- alone, but had some sort of power over people and society or power that could spread to other people (the pharaoh, elias inkwell, the shaman, the wizard)

so bill was able to make impacts on those parts of history and plaster his face in places because of the power and numbers he had access to… and it seems like he sought out powerful people on purpose

ford, meanwhile, summoned HIM, wasn’t sought out, but was able to not only build a portal with just the help of fiddleford (and a few construction workers, depending on who you ask and when), but also, as a loner with absolutely zero sway on society, had an entire basement study’s worth of bill artifacts and hid bill triangles all over his home. this nerdy little outcast is basically running a one-man religion all out on his lonesome here.

i wonder how bill felt about that, y’know, all the artifacts and the cabin decor and stuff. did he find it flattering? was he over it? every object using bill’s visage is a peephole for him, so he says, so i imagine he’s never gonna turn down more opportunities for his face to be everywhere, but he doesn’t seem to get much out of being worshipped as a prospect? i mean, he wants a portal, not to be prayed to. but i wonder if he found just one little guy doing it charming. like, ford is trying to do the work that is typically reserved for entire churches and social gatherings, he’s been walking around with a ritual dagger for 20 minutes trying to figure out what the hell he’s going to do with it. i wonder if that would make bill laugh.

[cemeteryspider]

Family Fragments Part 1

Stanford Pines x Child! Reader

*No use of Y/n* *Fem Reader*

Summary: Flashback~ Ford must protect you, his innocent daughter, from becoming an unwilling pawn in the sinister schemes of an Interdimensional demon.

Trigger Warnings: Possession, Child Endangerment (thanks Bill), Psychological Manipulation, Mild Violence

Word Count: 1.1k

You shifted in your father's arms as he pushed through doors and walked through hallways from the basement of his shack in the woods into your room in the attic. You barely registered him tucking you into your bed and him kissing you on the forehead with his heavily chapped lips.

"Good night, Sweet pea," He whispered and the door clicked behind him. 

A loud tired sigh echoed in the short stairwell down to the foyer. The descent down the staircase was heavy and creaky and when he came to the door in the basement he widened his eyes and allowed the retinal scanner to scan his eye confirming he was not possessed by Bill. He couldn’t help the yawn that escaped his lips as he entered the basement, cluttered with half-finished devices- scattered wires and gears glinting under the dim flickering light bulb hanging overhead.The unfinished portal stood tall in front of him humming a just so a he felt a soft vibration through the soles of his shoes. 

He sat down at the workbench and resumed writing in the third journal. Drawing the new suit he was designing to keep Bill out of his mind for good, however there was the small problem of the brain he needed to complete the thing. However, his mind drifted to the mind erasing gun in the hand of the suit which reminded him of his old friend, who left him alone to work with his muse months ago. 

Then he heard a not so subtle knocking coming from upstairs. At first he thought it was some random drunk knocking at the door and letting the person get bored of the odd old cabin in the woods, but after a succinct series of thuds and a hushed laughter he decided to investigate.

He breathed a sigh of relief—at least Bill couldn't sneak his way down there, not without triggering the failsafes. But as he looked up, his heart stopped. There you were, standing in the foyer, eyes glowing an unnatural yellow and a smile far too wide for your little face. It was a sight so wrong, so unsettling, that Ford could barely bring himself to speak.

Your limbs jerked awkwardly, like a marionette pulled by unseen strings, controlled by a puppeteer who lacked all finesse, "Hey, sixer!"

He stood frozen for a moment. Bill's voice coming from your mouth where your sweet little voice should have been, he swallowed a lump in his throat and forced himself to speak, "What are you doing here Bill?" 

Bill grinned, twisting your lips into a mockery of a smile, "I just came by to see you and it seems as though you've taken certain... precautions to make sure I don't interrupt your research."

A chill went down Stanfords spine, his research into the Anti-Cipher Society, and the plans for the suit I had designed, "Let's talk face to face, Cipher. No need to bring my daughter into this."

"I suppose I could end our contract a bit earlier than I intended," And with that your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, and your scaleras the correct color once more. Quickly Ford ran toward you and stopped your descent before hitting the ground.

Bill floated around looking at the different furniture with great fascination, "What is wrong with you, she's just a child."

He cradled your head while you continued your sleep, "Yeah, quite a while since I made a deal with something so small, very difficult to control such small limbs. Painful falling down the stairs don't you think?"

His eyebrows rose and looked over your head moving your hair around, checking for any blood or bruising that could indicate a head wound or concussion.

Stop being such a stick in the mud, Sixer,' Bill sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. 'She’s perfectly fine…for now.' His tone darkened, and Ford’s blood ran cold as he watched Bill shift, his form flickering like a faulty lightbulb.

Ford clutched you tightly to his chest, his heart pounded erratically in his ribcage, "I think it's time for you to leave."

"Nothing more for me to do here, but just you wait I think I will see you again, real soon," With that the cabin seemed to gain its color back and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.

"Dad?" You whispered after a rather large yawn. He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief at hearing your darling voice. His fingers trembled as they wrapped themselves around your small frame, almost as if you would slip right through his grasp into the nightmarish darkness Bill brought in. For a moment, he pressed his nose to the top of your head and breathed in your familiar scent, desperate to remind himself that you were here with him- still his little girl. A surge of guilt tightened his chest. 

"Everything's going to be okay, Sweet Pea just go back to sleep." And you did. For so long he had stayed awake for as long as possible trying to avoid Bill gaining control of his body he forgot about you. A child with little contact with the outside world, and how easily children can be persuaded by older wiser beings. Bill is a master manipulator and Ford practically opened the door to your mind by inviting him into his. 

Despite the distance he forced Bill to keep from you, he had been in his mind. Combed through his memories his happiest being with Stan in his earlier years, and with you in the present. You never were far from his thoughts and Bill knew his weak spot.

He could pull his own hair from his scalp at his own negligence, scream at the top of his lungs for the danger that he put you in, or cry at the worry he felt after learning of your tumble down the stairs caused by someone he once called his friend. However, he did none of those things.

Once he had tucked you in for a second time, Ford sank into the old chair beside your bed. The springs groan under his weight, the leather cracked and worn from years of use. He stared at you for a long moment, watching your chest rise and fall as you slept peacefully. It made his heart ache. How innocent you looked, under a heap of soft blankets, completely unaware of the danger that lurked just beyond your dreams. A dim lamp casting a light golden glow across the room that seemed like a fragile barrier against the dark shadow Bill Cipher cast on this night. 

Ford’s hand shook as he plucked a pen from your desk and opened the journal he had tucked in his coat pocket, the ink bleed slightly as he pressed it to the parchment. He wrote furiously, his mind racing with all sorts of plans, but one thought rang through: I can’t let him take her. Not my daughter.

[aria-greenhoodie]

Abigale Northwest, your wings are clipped and your nest is full. How do you keep your fledgling safe when you cannot fly for yourself?

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Ok so. I have a very specific interpretation of Abigale Blackwing/Northwest and I’ve constructed a whole narrative so I’m going to vomit some bullet points here because I’m CRAZY.

After the conference that got the Anti-Cipher society disbanded and had Thurburt Mudget Waxstaff III institutionalized, Abigale fled the scene for fear of meeting the same fate.

As an unmarried woman with an eccentric personality (and a checkered past according to my own headcanons) she would have been VERY at risk of being institutionalized as well, and mental hospitals in the early 1900s were uh. Definitely not great places to be if you’re a woman (Obviously it’s not great for men either but they did some real heinous shit to women specifically), and Abigale knows that.

While in hiding, a wealthy man by the surname of Northwest finds and approaches her with an offer; he would offer her safety from authorities and mental institutions in exchange for her hand in marriage.

Not seeing another way out, and her paranoia flaring due to still being taunted in her dreams by that damned triangle, she agrees.

She HATES her husband. Fucking DESPISES him. She hates their house, she hates how he refuses to let her tinker and invent in peace, she hates his rules and mannerisms. She is MISERABLE.

The only good thing to come from that man is their son. She ADORES her boy, and desperately wants to keep him safe and well.

Unfortunately Mr. Northwest is a huge piece of shit to both his wife and child so that doesn’t go very well.

Abigale feels trapped. She thought this marriage would cement her freedom from the asylum, but now she just lives in a different type of cage. She’s not sure how much longer she can take this before doing something drastic.

I have a different artpiece about that drastic thing she may or may not have done…. Teehee…. I’ll post it later 😇

Anyway long live Abigale Blackwing I am her biggest and only fan and proud to be

[localcanadiancreature62]

The priest man ever. @aria-greenhoodie i decided to use your design as a reference i hope you don't mind 😅.

[dekusleftsock]

Tragic old man yaoi billford where bill is sent to earth by the theraprism to make amends with the pines for a year—and it works! Bill gets better and billford get to be a bit happier and crazy in their own way.

Except for the fact that Bill has reached rehabilitation. And in the theraprism, that means being reborn into something small and simplistic (like a butterfly). Bill doesn’t get to have his memories or his loves/losses bc in the end, he is meant to die, before he can ever truly be happy or satisfied.

Bill made his choices—like how he chose not to change before, he won’t change now.

I think it’s interesting bc in THAT context (the one in which Bill tries to rehabilitate himself outside of this au), he still has every reason to not try, to continue to bottle up his problems, refuse to change—because at the very least Bill gets to keep his personhood if he doesn’t change. Something something… the mad are never truly allowed to be happy.

ALL I CAN THINK OF WITH THE THERAPRISM IS THURBURT’S FINAL QUOTE IN THE ANTI-CIPHER SOCIETY SECTION

[ckret2]

As someone who's just about to get TBOB, I'm wondering what your opinion is on it? Rate it on a scale of 1-10.

honestly, 9/10. Nearly every page is entertaining and a great source of Bill lore in its own right; there's only a couple parts that dragged for me (I felt like we got too much on the anti-Cipher society without enough payoff, and I'm not a fan of christmas episodes); although hidden in the background, I like the character arc Ford goes through with his family; and I loved the buildup to the reveal about Bill's postmortem situation, all the little hints to it that only stand out in hindsight, and the way that the previously-erratic structure of the book comes together and makes perfect sense once you understand the book's origin and purpose from Bill's POV. Of all the things the book could have been, I didn't expect "heart wrenching" to be on the list.

And it also validated all my wildest headcanons, so it's got that going for it.

[iluminaughter]

Bill doodles until "The Book of Bill" releases‼️

4. If Anti-Cipher Society were a good organization‼️🗣️🔥🔥🔥

I really loved this one! Maybe in the future I will make it more polished and beautiful, who knows? You could make me a t-shirt with that design, it would be cool, right?

"I WOULD LIKE A BETTER ONE WITH YOUR FACE BURNING WITH CLOROX!"

FOUR! OR... FORD? AWW FORDSY! HOW WILL SIXER BE?