#and Pyronica doesn’t even like teeth

[jellyskink]

New York Isn't Weird Enough (PG2)

Teeth is the Thompson of the henchmaniacs

[millenianthemums]

(about this AU)

thanks for asking! glad you like it! i definitely want to post about this idea more but for now here’s some answers

This version of Mabel is wayyy more chaotic, violent and mean than her canon self once she grows up. She’s like Bill if he bit people more often and loved ultra-bright neon cartoons. she’s also pretty spoiled. Bill and the Henchmaniacs all love her to bits and give her everything she ever wants all the time, except maybe responsible parenting and a safe, stable home environment, but she doesn’t consciously KNOW she wants that so she doesn’t mind.

She does have most of Bill’s powers! She kind of accrued them over time. At first Bill wanted to keep her fully human so the Pines would be sure to recognize her once he crosses paths with them, but it turns out raising a baby is a LOT OF WORK and very stressful, and of course Bill gets sick of it almost right away. so he was like “wouldn’t it be easier if she didn’t need to eat so often? and her sleeping all the time is just boring, i’ll get rid of that need too. oh geez she scraped her knee and she’s crying, that sucks, don’t worry sweetie now you can’t feel pain anymore. and no fucking way am i taking her to a DOCTOR, i’ll just make it so she can’t ever get sick or die. and while i’m at it why don’t i let her float around like me? and laser eyes is a given obviously. oh you want cat ears and a tail? haha sure thing pumpkin anything for you.” and so on and so forth.

and eventually he and the others don’t even really need to do anything for her except play and have fun. with the consequence that her growth is SUPER stunted because she grew up with really poor nutrition and her immune system is crap because she’s only ever been sick like twice. if Bill ever lost his powers in this AU, it wouldn’t end well for her :(

as for her relationships with everybody, Bill is obviously Ultimate Fun Dad, because he makes the others do all the tough parts of parenting so he can come in and do the fun stuff when that’s all done with. Hectorgon specifically gets the role of The Bad Guy foisted on him when somebody has to make Mabel do something she doesn’t like, because “You’re the lawyer, pal! Negotiate!” so she’s sometimes a little resentful of him. Pyronica is her super cool and fun big sis who helps her do arson, and she really looks up to her and thinks she’s the most fashionable person ever. 8 Ball is the Safety Dad who actually knows how to properly care for kids, surprisingly, and she turns to him for comfort a lot. Kryptos reads her bedtime stories and she likes that. Amorphous Shape is the one who bothers to try and teach her math and stuff, which Mabel finds annoying but puts up with because she thinks she’s really cool. Teeth chews up her stuff, so he’s not allowed in her room, but she still has a soft spot for him. she has one Eye Bat that she keeps as a personal pet and gives cute accessories. Pacifire plays toys with her and traps anyone who threatens her in an eternal hell dimension. Xanthar lets her bedazzle its nails. etc.

i definitely want to draw more of this AU soon, because it’s very fun. thanks for the interest!

[nb-nova]

One of my favorite Billdip au's is the one where Bill is the joker and Dipper is harley quinn. I am well aware that the joker is abusive to Harley in many ways that are just revolting but I like the dynamic that the two could've had if he didn't. Bill would do anything for his Queen. And he absolutely does love Dipper and doesn't abuse him at all. He is wrapped around Dipper's finger tight. And Dipper knows it. They're insane and in love and they create chaos wherever they go. They met in the facility where Cipher was sent after being too cocky about his operations. And Dipper is his therapist. Grunkle Ford is his boss there while Grunkle Stan is chief of police where Mabel works as a kickass police officer. When they dicover that Dipper is the one that helped Cipher escape they're stunned bc "not sweet innocent Dipper who couldn't even stick up for himself bla bla bla". And Dipper feels free for the first time ever. Bill loves him and saved him from a life of pure misery. He's best friends with Pyronica. They go shopping (stealing) all the time together. Teeth and Eightball help him become better at the whole being a criminal thing. And they're happy bc they can see the world for what it truly is. A scam.

I could go all day about this au seriously

[fearsbellsarchived]

@titaniumxwill​ asked “4 for demon au 👀”

4. a  bloody  kiss.

pacifica feels the fire under her skin, just itching to burst out of her, begging to reign over all her other emotions. her fingers twitch, but no more than that. the demon in her head laughs, egging mason on as his fist slams into the guy’s face again and again. pacifica is frozen in place, knowing if she steps too close the demon merged with her will take the wheel. she can’t even speak without worrying pyronica’s voice will come out instead.

“take that flesh-bag,” it’s mason’s mouth moving, but the voice is layered with bill’s, a voice she’ll never forget.

the man on the ground looks half-dead. he’d gotten in a solid left hook before mason had got him to the ground. the fight was over from there.

“mason,” she surprised her voice comes out wholly hers.

mason blinks, fist faltering before stopping midair, then pulling back completely. he blinks again, slower this time, before pulling himself from where he’d straddled the man just a moment before. despite what looked like pretty serious injuries, the man was up and gone in a flash.

pacifica’s hands reach out for him before he’s even completely stood and he rushes to her arms, face burrowing into her hair. her fingers slip through his hair. her eyes narrow at where the man escaped. “he deserved it,” she assures him, voice burning with venom.

“i know,” he growls in her ear, but something under it sounds broken, and her heart shatters.

“no one touches me but you. he broke the rules. he suffers.”

“i know.”

rage and fire and chaos, they’d bring the end of the world at this rate.

“i’m sorry i didn’t stop you sooner. it’s like i was-”

“frozen in place. yeah. i know.” he pulls back from her, hands wrapping around her and linking together at the small of her back. “that girl in milwaukee? the one you almost set on fire? same thing. it was like. if i moved, i’d lose control.”

“we shouldn’t be having control issues! we’re supposed to be completely merged.” her hand moves up and cups his face, thumb brushing against his still-bleeding lip. “they aren’t supposed to be this strong.”

he shakes his head. “you’re stronger than pyronica.”

“we get along better. bill’s had you before, you were enemies long before this time.”

“how are you always so right?”

she shrugs, “demons?”

he grins, blood seeping faster from his split lip.

she surges forward, catching his mouth with hers. the metallic taste of blood barely phases her as she sucks his bottom lip between her teeth. he kisses her back fervently, like they had to share the last of the oxygen in the world. his hand cups her face, the other staying at her waist and pulling her closer. her hand reaches into his hair, twisting her fingers in the curls. the other hand wraps around his neck, keeping his head at an angle where she can reach him.

she doesn’t know how long they’ve been like that when they finally part, panting for breath and unable to look anywhere but at each other.

“god,” she sighs, hands reaching for him again. “i love you.”

his hands grab hers, pull her close to him, “i love you too.”

[fandomfuryy]

Cipher Siblings AU: Chapter 3

First  Previous

Please read the previous chapters first!!

Chapter Three: Outcast

Past

"You can't do that! We're family!" Bill exclaims.

"Oh but I can. We may be equals, but the two of us are stronger than you alone."

Bill looks over to Will. "Will, we have been together for ages, you can't expect me to leave,"

"Yeah... Kill, Can't we give him another chance?" Will asks. Bill gives him a silent thanks.

"Will, do you know how much harm Bill has done? He is careless. He doesn't deserve the power he has been given." Kill explains. "Bill is going to go as far away from us as he can in mindscape, and he will never try any tricks again. Because if he does, we will be there. And we can take him down. So if you really want to join him in his banishment, you can."

Will looks between us, probably thinking he couldn't possibly have to choose between us.

"Will, we can find a way out of mindscape! Together! You can choose how the world works, doesn't that sound amazing? We can share! I have one side of earth to make weird, and my way, and you can have a side to change to your liking! A happy place, where bad things never happen. Wouldn't that be nice, Will?"

"Don't listen to him, Will. He can't escape mindscape. Even if he did, would he really stay true to his word? He wants the power all to himself!"

"That's not true, Will. Believe me. We don't need Kill in charge, telling us what to do!"

"I..." Will looks down. He then slowly goes behind Kill.

"See? We don't need you, Bill. So leave."

"Will, how could you do this? We're Ciphers!"

"I'm sorry..." Will's eye is welled up, and I don't pity him.

"You would make a terrible world anyway, Crybaby." Bill spits.

"BILL CIPHER I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT NOW IF YOU DON'T LEAVE" Kill roars.

"Okay, okay, I'm going. But don't think I'll be gone forever. I will find a way into reality. Into the 4th dimension." Bill says.

Kill is twice the size of Bill right now, seething with anger. "Reality is an illusion, Bi-"

But Bill was already gone, transporting as far away from them as he could in the Mindscape.

The mindscape and Nightmare Realm are linked. They are the same, in some ways. It would be difficult to explain all the rules and sciences behind how this dimension works.

Bill crosses over to the nightmare realm, where all his friends are.

Bill sends out a message to all his monster friends, and they soon appear before him. "Hey, guys! Long time no see!"

"Bill!" 8-Ball gives him a high five. He looks over at them all. 8 Ball, Pyronica,  Teeth, Zanthar, Keyhole, Kryptos, Amphorous shape, and Paci-fire.

"Bill sweetie, is somethin wrong?" Pyronica studies him.

"Kill and Will cast me out," Bill states. They gasp. "And I'm not gonna let that stand,"

"What will you do?" Teeth asks.

"I need to kill them," Bill states.

"You can't kill them if they are stronger than you," Keyhole points out. Bill snaps his fingers and Keyhole is thrown into the oblivion.

"I KNOW THAT," Bill says aggravated. "So I need new ideas! Anyone? Come on, guys! There's no wrong answers! Unless I don't like them."

"If they are more pow-"

Bill stares at teeth. "What's that?"

"Um- I meant- Maybe, you can find a way to take their powers away."

"Wow, you're smarter than I gave ya credit for, Teeth." Bill says.

Take their powers away. That's a lot of power to be zapped into oblivion, I don't think that's possible. However... Maybe instead of destroying thier powers, he takes them. He would have ultimate power.

"Everyone, listen up. I need a fusion spell. Fast."

Next

[ppandfm]

Parties, Formal Meetings & Pinetrees   Chapter: 3

Description:  Dipper texts his new boytoy and Everyone is Gay. 

After school that day, Dipper grabbed some chips and went up to his room. Instead of doing his homework like he’d usually do, he flopped onto his bed and pulled out his phone. The note from Bill fell out of his pocket as he did. He looked at it and thought about the strange Misery. He was so weird, but in a charming way.

Fuck it, he thought as he typed the number into his phone and sent out a quick text.

Dipper: Hey it’s Dipper from last night. You gave me your number and I’d like to know why.  

Bill was hanging out with his friends when his phone buzzed. He glanced at it for a second, then did a double take and almost screamed.

Bill: oh-

oH

Hey-

Dipper: Are you okay? If you’re busy right now, we could talk later.

Bill: No I’m okay. I’m not busy~

Dipper: Oh, okay. Well, may I get an answer to my question?

Bill: WELL~

Maybe.

    Dipper tilted his head as he squinted at the messages he just received. What did he mean by maybe? Can’t he just answer his question? Dipper typed again quickly this time as he bit his lip. He wanted an answer.

Dipper: Just tell me why you want to talk to Mr.

Dipper paused, almost smacking his forehead in frustration. He had typed way too quick for his own good.

Dipper: *me  

          Sorry.

Bill chuckled at this kid’s apparent need to correct his own typos. Pyronica glanced over at him.

Bill: Maybe it was because I was curious~

Hah don’t type too fast~

   “Yo Bro Bro!” Mabel  opened the door wide with a grin on her face as she walked in her brother’s room in which Dipper nearly dropped his phone in result. “J-Jeez Mabel knock next time-” Dipper stuttered as he quickly put his phone away and turned to his happy sister.

   “What are you doing?” Mabel raised an eyebrow looking curiously at her brother. She did notice that he had quickly turned off the screen of his phone and turned it over in his lap. She shrugged though dismissing it. “Nevermind you don’t have to tell me-”

     She grinned as she placed her hand on her brother’s shoulder before talking as if it were either A: the end of the world or B: preaching and he knew how she gets on her preaching moments. “Dipper Pines I have something very important to tell you like so important it would put those conspiracies or whatever you listen to in its place. And I mean it is VERY. Important bro bro. I mean it.”

     Mabel made sure to make eye contact with the nervous dip. He didn’t want his phone to vibrate and have to deal with Mabel questioning who he’s texting. Let alone find out that he was talking to a misery. “What do you want Mabel?” Dipper looked up at her biting his bottom lip a little as he removed his hand off his phone making sure the other doesn’t see how suspiciously sneaky he’s being at the moment.

    “Well~! Remember Pacifica Northwest. You know the girl who picked on me at one point when we were twelve. Yeah you remember! Because we were at a formal meeting with Dad at her house.” Mabel patted Dipper's’ shoulder as she talked. Hoping to give Dipper a clear view of who she was talking about. The name however was all he needed to get an image of the blonde in his head.

    He had a clear enough image in his head, remembering how she hurt Mabel’s feelings that one time because she said one of her dresses was too silly and had too much color. He didn’t like Pacifica’s ego and her in general from there. Though he didn’t get himself to hate her. But anyone who messes with his sister isn’t a good person in his book. Then he remember now, that she was less mean to his sister. Occasionally talking every now and then. He pressed on the subject though, intending not to overthink everything at this moment.

    He also needed to get back with talking to the strange misery, and his homework. “Yeah, what about her? Is she bothering you again?” Dipper pressed a little on the last part. His protective brotherly instincts kicking in right then and there. Mabel seemed to laugh a little at that though which caught him off guard. No he wasn’t surprised, he wasn’t shocked but he was happy to know she was being treated nice.

   “No! No no no Dipper!” She laughed. “Well--” Mabel bit into the inside of her cheek. “First I want you to make a brotherly promise!”

   “Mabel wh-”  

   “No no!” She stopped him right then and there before he could speak.

   “Don’t ask. No questions. Just promise me you won’t flip out, or lecture me or get mad okay?”  Dipper sighed and leaned back a little in his chair before putting his right hand on his chest. “I promise with my awesome-- brotherly power that I won’t get mad-- I won’t lecture you or flip out about what you have to tell me.” Dipper flushed a little as he finished greeted by the dorky smile of his sister.  

   “Good! Okay so- Uhm”

   She stepped back as she spoke and started  playing with the sides of her sweater a little as she looked to her feet.  Dipper raised an eyebrow expectantly.  

   “Uhm--”  She looked up, closed her eyes and spoke quickly.

   “So I may or may not be getting a GIANT SUPER MEGA CRUSH ON PACIFICA--”  

   “WH-” Dipper about jumped out of his seat when he heard this. Mabel however, blushed even more and placed her hand over Dipper’s mouth quickly.

   “Dipper no-” She quickly drew her hand away making a sound of disgust because Dipper had licked the palm of Mabels hand.  “Mabel-- Really Pacifica???? I can’t believe you!”

   “Dipper just hush for a moment and listen!”

   “Mabel you know how she treated you back then, what if she starts again?” Dipper spoke with some concern in his voice. He was beginning to overthink it and he didn’t know if he could trust Pacifica or not and with that Mabel had enough.  

   “Dipper!!! You brotherly promised!!!” Mabel poked the brunette’s chest. “Look I get it, you don’t like her because of how mean she was to the both of us back when we were twelve! I get it! I just-- can’t help it okay! I know you care about me and about how people treat me. But I can take care of myself. I just wanted to tell you because right now I don’t know who to tell about it. Since our parents would absolutely FLIP if they found out. You and I both know this!”  Mabel glared at her brother a little but seemed a little hurt from his precious protest.

    Mabel looked down to the floor again biting her lip a little as she looked back up at dipper brushing some of her hair from her face.  Dipper hugged her though really tight. He felt guilty though. Really guilty. He knows they’ll have to talk more about this later- but for now he understood what was going on with Mabel currently.

    “Mabel- I’m sorry. For not listening. I should have given you a moment to explain. Thank you for telling me this-- I’ll help in any way I can. Okay?”  Mabel moved back and lightly punched dipper’s shoulder. “Yeah, dumb dumb- thank you-- you’re the best.”  Dipper soon sat back down and grabs his phone from his pocket and began to text the misery back hoping he didn’t leave.

Dipper: Sorry, my sister was in the room.

Dipper took notice of the first text though. Curious? Of him? This Misery was strange.

Dipper: I thought you said I was like any other Richie.

Bill had been nervous that Dipper didn’t want to text him anymore for a few minutes. When his phone chimed, he didn’t notice his friend’s conversation die down as he texted Dipper back.

Bill: You are~ I’m just curious, Richie’

You taking pride into it~?

Dipper blushed when he saw the message. No he wasn’t taking pride into it. He quickly typed back as he bit the inside of his cheek.

Dipper: Ugh, you’re impossible.

Bill: That’s one way to describe me~ Why thank you~

I’m flattered.

Dipper rolled his eyes. This Misery was so full of himself.

Dipper: Miseries are so weird.

Bill grinned at his phone, unaware of the people looking over his shoulder to find out what was going on.

Bill: Richies are the strangest.

Dipper decided that he was done. He needed an answer anyways and he was intending to get it now, no funny business.  

Dipper: Why’d you climb in my window anyways? My parents left their window open too and they’re out of town right now, so you wouldn’t have gotten caught.

Dip brought his phone over to his desk and started on his homework. It couldn’t wait forever and he had a GPA to maintain.

Meanwhile, Bill was still oblivious to the people trying to figure out who Dipper was.

Bill: Hah~ Well I was just trying to get away from the feds. Y’know, they crash parties

Your open window just so happened to be the first thing I saw~

Dipper: Yeah, that was my fault.

Bill was surprised to read that. He wanted to be pissed off, but just couldn’t find it in himself to hate Dipper for some reason. 8-Ball went to make popcorn for everyone.

Bill: Really???

         Dipper set his pencil down once again having accomplished a few problems before picking up his phone and reading the text. He wanted to take pride into it. Since he technically spared another poor neighbor’s nice house down the road of being trashed. But he felt guilty for it. He couldn’t understand why.

Dipper: I’m nit sorry.

He cursed again at his misspelling. He really needed to work on slowing his typing down. He was way too used to texting.

Dipper: *Not

Dipper: Shit sorry.

Bill: Ughhhh that took SO much planning.

But it made it fun~

You’d be surprised what drunks do when the feds crash in.

Fuckin’ dumbasses-

Dipper couldn’t help but laugh a little at that statement. He wasn’t really wrong though, people do the weirdest things while intoxicated.

Dipper: You’re really weird, you know.

Bill: I’m weird and I’m proud~

But enough about me. I’ve answered two questions. So. You have to pay your debt~ You’re not the only one with questions hah.

Dipper squinted as he read the response before rolling his eyes and typing his answer.

Dipper: Fine, ask your questions.

Bill had got up after sending his last text to use the bathroom. Teeth picked up his phone and sent the next few texts.

Bill: Is that really your name~?

I’m not meaning to be rude. That’s a really unique name.

Being named after the Ursa Major. The constellation.

      Flushed a bit more; Dip took a deep breath and leaned back holding his phone as he read the texts. He was confused. The Misery was now flirting? Well giving flattery. He couldn’t deny that he was flattered by the comment and filled with pride but he still didn’t understand the Misery. They were all like this, weren’t they? That’s what he was told anyways. He puffed his cheeks thinking for a moment before finally answering.

Dipper: What, Dipper? No, it’s not the name on my birth certificate.

I- don’t like telling people that.

       Teeth was about to answer when the phone was yanked out of his grasp by its owner. Bill pushed him out of the chair and texted Dipper back. 8-Ball returned and handed the first bowl to Pyronica. The second was given to Teeth after 8-Ball found out what he did.

Bill: I get it. You don’t have to if you don’t wanna.

Dipper quickly typed his response after finding a stopping point in his homework.

Dipper: Uh- Thanks for-- understanding.

Ask a different question?

Bill: Why did YOU text? Being a Richie and all. A Richie usually wouldn’t willingly answer~ let alone discard a number from one of us.

Dipper:   I don’t really know. I guess I was just bored and didn’t want to do homework.

Bill: Huh a Richie refusing school work. That’s a first~

Dipper: Not really. My sister always tries to dodge her homework, but I usually take away her glitter until it’s done.

Bill: Oh~!

So she’s an arts-n-crafts type?

Dipper: Actually, I’m pretty sure she just eats it. Neither of us know why she eats it.

    “Who ya texting, big man?” Keyhole asked hesitantly. Bill turned and was startled to find all of his friends right there. He looked back at his phone to see Dipper’s reply before he spoke to his friends, “A Richie kid I met the other night.”

    “Oh, so he did text you. What a weird kid,” Pyronica said, going back to ordering a shit ton of fireworks. 8-Ball came back again with a few more bowls of popcorn. Hectorgon quickly caught him up, snagging a bowl for himself.

Bill: That last bit isn’t really that strange.

Dipper: Really?

     “Hey, does anyone know if Jamie is still eating chalk?” he asked no one in particular. One of the eyeballs launched into a story about how the guy got his stupid ass arrested by stealing from Richies, which made the other Eyeballs laugh. Bill chuckled at the story, “Sounds like Jamie.”

Bill: A fellow down the road steals chalk. He snorts it and eats it.

He had no medical issues.

None.

Dipper: Are you sure it isn’t cocaine?

Bill: He got arrested twice for being caught at the mall with 16 bags of stolen chalk.

He loads the stuff and stores it. Trust me it’s not cocaine.

Dipper: Miseries are so weird.

Bill: Some of us are. Though some have reasons for what they do.

Dipper: What are yours?

Bill: That.

Will be shared another time.

Dipper: Oh, I get it

Bill: Nah, I’m just fucking with ya’~

Dipper: Ugh, miseries

Bill: I have my reasons.

I say live life to the fullest.

Dipper: I’m not even gonna ask.

Bill: Richies don’t get anything done for us anyways.

Dipper: Because being rich is hard and you Miseries just get in our way all the time.

Bill: So why bother? We don’t have jobs. And if we MANAGE jobs, we don’t get paid twenty bucks an hours. We’d be lucky to get a dime.

I know some of us aren’t right. But some of us

Well I guess you could say

Some of us try.

My group and I just so happen to be the former.

Dipper: So you aren’t a lone wolf

Bill: Nope~

Dipper: You kinda seemed like one.

Anyway, what do you even do?

Bill: I don’t have a job. Yeesh.

Well, kinda

Really all I do is plan the best parties in town.

I try giving Miseries a good time.

Dipper: Really? That’s it?

Bill: But what’s better than annoying Richies~? It worked on you~

What, did you think I was a cocaine dealer?

Dipper: I actually kinda thought you were a productive part of society.

Bill: One of my buddies does bring the stuff. He has his own source.

Hah.

How can we be a productive part of society when you Richies don’t have your act together?

Dipper: We have our shit together just fine, thank you very much

Bill: Kid you’re a riot

What do YOU know about Richies?

Educate me~

Dipper: The only problem with us is that Love God guy

And I’m not a kid!!

Bill: Hah he’s actually not that bad.

We let him sing at our parties sometimes.

Dipper: He’s horrible. His music makes no sense to me. I wish he were a Dreamer

Bill: Dreamers are actually pretty chill.

They try supporting us, tho they have their moments.

Dipper: Wow, I think our social classes actually have something in common there. We have a pretty good relationship with them too.

Bill: You should see what they bring to the big parties~

Dipper: They’re so strange

Ugh, I gotta go now. I’ll probably never talk to you again, so Ciao, Misery

Bill: Mmmm you’ll be back I bet.

Goodbye Richie’

       Dipper put down his phone and looked up. Mabel was still sitting on his bed, scrolling through her phone. She seemed to be texting someone. Dipper smirked, sitting on the bed behind her. He read her texts to Pacifica over her shoulder.

“Oh my god, you’re so gay, Mabes,” he said suddenly. His sister jumped and nearly hit him with her phone. He laughed anyways. Mabel glared at him, “What’s it to you, Mr. I’m-Bisexual-And-Everyone-Knows-It-But-Me?”

Dipper blushed and shoved her away. She started laughing, which made  him laugh, which just ended in the twins laughing together on Dipper’s bed. Someone knocked at the door. The twins sat up and tried to stifle their giggles as Dipper called out, “Come in!”