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[hysieme]

[kaptainandy]

herbert west playing yugioh if you even care 🙄

[emziess]

Silly4Silly + Buddie 9-1-1, S2-S8

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stalemate

[sadgayeddie]

Just let me know what you would call this thing between us

[stemmmm]

Billford fic recs!

I was asked a while ago (i believe by @kerink ?) when I shared a list of the currently active fics I was reading if I could do a broader rec list as well, so here it is! not a ton of oneshots since I didn't try to keep good track of fics until very recently. will likely update this over time!

there is ONE non-triangle bill in here, but what he is in that one is vague so maybe he could still be the triangle. schrodingers triangle.

Collections:

Valentines 3K challenge (all explicit)

you know it. you love it. if you haven't read all of them though, you're missing the fuck out

Stan Bros Coffee (G and explicit)

the espresso-Bill AU! there's a bunch of little fics about it and they're all in here!

Billford Egg Hunt 2025 (all explicit)

that man gets eggs laid in him

Oneshots: (most oneshot recs are in the collections)

Eternal Devotion - Illusions of the Heart (explicit)

have you ever read a horror story posing as a love story? are you interested in the most unhinged yet cohesive internal monologue ever crafted? do you wonder why keyhole suddenly became so prominent in the fandom out of nowhere? all of these and more await you in here. click the link-- i am a normal fanfic

touch and go (teen)

it's portal ford, baby! great exploration of what prolonged isolation does to people and has excellent bill being sweeties

Haha He Fucked That...Spider? (explicit)

again, portal ford! he's the master of getting himself in stupid situations, and bill is the master of getting him out of them in the ways ford appreciates the least

Hazing Ritual (mature)

Ford takes a hike in the woods in the middle of the night with his cock out and Bill comes to say hi

Longfics:

Theseus' Guide To Ruining A Perfectly Good Boat (mature) (complete in my heart bc i know what happens)

why are you still following me if you haven't read this yet. y'all know what this is

Then it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problem (mature) (complete)

how bad do things have to get before bill finally chooses to cut his shit out? the answer may surprise you! during-betrayal fic where bill makes the ingenious decision to bring a third party into the mix as if that would solve anything. breathtaking prose, magnificent character work, and the best fucking bill cipher writing and analysis there is! SO funny, SO raw and emotional. Jan deserves to ascend to godhood at the cost of all of her family and friends. as a treat.

Creative Solution (unrated, but i'd call it mature) (complete)

what if bill erased ford's memories of the betrayal and weirdmageddon happened? touches on what it's like to be in a relationship where you're both deeply mentally ill and insecure in a way that really, truly hits me. absolute masterwork of digging through bill's fucked up psyche and the ways in which he Can and Will spiral forever AND BE SURE TO STICK AROUND FOR THE EPILOGUE: A VISIT TO THE PINES WHICH IS MY FAVORITE SHIT EVER!!! proving to your parents what a failure you are will always have good results! definitely break no-contact, only good things can happen!

Property of Bill Cipher (explicit) (good as complete)

pre-portal character exploration. the only fic i think ive ever seen that dares to say bill was doing extremely fucked up shit with ford the entire time before things went bad between them, it's just that after the betrayal, ford viewed it all in a different light. handles bill's obsession with the guy so nicely, does not shy away from the scary and unnerving in just the way i love it! it's incomplete, but the story is really just a series of vignettes leading up to and a little after the betrayal, so we all know how this is all going to end anyways. this one is formative billford for me

Multiversal Manhunt Moved to Your Backyard (explicit, but only the final chapter) (complete)

set during weirdmageddon, bill and ford make a deal to play a game of sexy scary hide and seek. it's so fun to root for the villain. this author has an amazing grasp on the character voices and tone, this is SUCH a delightful read and despite knowing exactly how it's gonna end, the tension still keeps you at the edge of your seat!

On the Level (mature) (incomplete)

marine biology AU where ford is a researcher on a deep sea base and bill is some sort of eldritch horror at the bottom of the sea. writing is lovely and it's really got the slow, ominous horror vibe down pat. it's tagged for Alien(1979) references so i'm personally waiting for bill to violently murder all of these people <3 also this is the non-triangle fic i was referring to

Take A Chance (explicit) (incomplete)

handyman bill thats very focused on how poorly bill and ford are able to communicate with each other, and boy, theyre bad at it. lots of cute family shenanigans and overall a very lighthearted read!

Dream Operator (mature) (incomplete)

post canon billford my beloved. Bill is trapped in the Theraprism, Ford is off doing his boat adventures with his brother, yet neither of them get the other out of their dreams. Literally. goofy dream shenanigans abound!

tear flesh from my skeleton just to feel something genuine (rated teen, it is NOT teen) (incomplete)

VIVISECTIONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s Better Than Sex! It’s Vivisection! (mature) (complete)

ONE FUCKING GUESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

Impossible Geometries and Biologies (explicit) (complete)

pregnant bill fic that i have some Opinions about but it gets to stay because I like the speculative bio they do just that much

[invisobang]

Happy 21st birthday Danny Phantom!

[sorrysamgirls]

Turns out I did shoot the deputy.

Supernatural S11E4: “Baby”

[soft--dogs]

yaaay new header is finished! i updated my old one that was just sammy, now nik and boomer are here too ^w^ here's the old art under the cut if you want to remember :3

i still like the simplicity of the old one hehe

[sweetlyvibe]

PAIRING : Obito Uchiha x Reader

WORD COUNT : 2.2k

GENRE : Comfort

SUMMARY: Your relationship with Obito is still a secret, but Genma’s flirting is getting to him. He won’t admit it, but the jealousy stings—and so does the doubt. A quiet kiss is all it takes to remind him he’s yours.

CONTENT/WARNING : emotional trauma, self-esteem issues, jealousy and insecurity

REQUESTED : yes!!

Keeping your relationship a secret had felt like the right thing to do—at first.

Obito wasn’t exactly the type to parade around holding hands, and you respected that. He didn’t crave attention, didn’t seek the spotlight, and certainly didn’t trust it. After everything he’d been through—his fall, his regrets, the war, the whispers that still trailed him like a shadow—being with someone openly felt too exposed, too vulnerable. And the last thing he needed was the weight of everyone else’s opinions stacked on top of his own self-doubt.

So, for weeks now, the two of you had existed in this quiet, precious bubble.

Stolen glances during mission briefings.

The subtle brush of your pinky against his when no one was looking.

Soft smiles passed across crowded rooms, meant only for each other.

The way his fingers would briefly, secretly graze your lower back as you passed behind him.

A secret—but a sweet one. A secret that was yours and his alone.

It felt safe. Untouched. Like something too fragile to be exposed to the light just yet.

But lately… it wasn’t enough.

Not when you found yourself glancing over your shoulder too often.

Not when Obito started avoiding even those smallest touches in front of others.

Not when your heart ached just to reach out and take his hand without wondering who was watching.

Especially not with Genma acting the way he was.

It wasn’t Genma’s fault. He didn’t know. He couldn’t know.

But that didn’t make it any easier to watch him flirt with you every single day, as if there was no reason not to.

He was harmless, you told yourself. Playful. Charming, in that way only Genma could be.

But harmless or not, it had started to get under your skin.

The comments about your smile.

The teasing nudges.

The way he’d lean a little too close when he talked to you, grinning like you were in on some joke only the two of you shared.

And the worst part?

The fact that Obito saw it all.

Obito, who already battled ghosts and guilt just to let himself be near you.

Obito, who didn’t believe—couldn’t believe—that someone like you could genuinely choose someone like him.

He was not handling it well.

You noticed the shift in him immediately—how he got quieter around you in public, shrinking into himself like he was trying to become invisible. How his shoulders tensed whenever Genma entered the room, his single eye flicking toward you and then away like it hurt to look. How his footsteps no longer naturally aligned with yours as you walked through the village, as if he was afraid to be caught too close.

And then there was the silence.

The silence that followed you both whenever you were around other people.

The kind of silence that wasn’t comfortable anymore.

You knew that look in his eye too well.

You’d seen it before—after nightmares, after missions that dredged up too many memories.

That look of guilt.

Of doubt.

Of that creeping, familiar voice inside him whispering: You don’t deserve this.

And maybe he thought that if Genma liked you—and you didn’t shut him down—then maybe Genma should be the one to have you.

Maybe Obito thought stepping back was doing you a favor.

But he was wrong.

So wrong.

And you weren’t going to let him spiral again.

So, one quiet evening, when the sky was just beginning to fade into soft gold and lavender, and the shadows had stretched long across the village, you made a decision.

You were done pretending this didn’t bother you.

Done watching him torture himself in silence.

Done letting him think he wasn’t enough for you.

So, you decided to do something about it.

You found Obito sitting alone near the training grounds, his gaze fixed on the fading light beyond the trees. The silence between you felt heavy, filled with unspoken worries.

You settled beside him quietly, waiting for a moment before you spoke.

“Obito,” you said softly, voice steady but full of concern, “can you tell me what you’re feeling right now? I can see something’s wrong, but you’re not telling me.”

He didn’t look at you immediately, his hands clasped tightly together. After a long pause, he finally sighed, voice low and hesitant. “I don’t know how to explain it… It’s like everything’s… tangled up inside me. Like I’m trying to hold on, but it’s slipping through my fingers.”

You reached out, just close enough for him to notice your presence. “You don’t have to figure it all out alone,” you said gently. “Maybe we don’t have to keep hiding everything from everyone. What if we told just a few people—our friends—that we’re dating? We wouldn’t have to make a big deal out of it, just something small, so it’s not a secret anymore.”

Obito’s head turned slowly toward you, eyes searching yours as if weighing the possibility.

“I don’t want to pressure you,” you added quickly, “but maybe it could help, to not have to sneak around all the time. We can take it at whatever pace you’re comfortable with.”

Obito’s eyes flickered with hesitation as he considered your suggestion. After a long pause, he finally let out a shaky breath and looked down at his hands, twisting them nervously in his lap.

“It’s not just about keeping it secret,” he said quietly, voice almost too soft to hear. “It’s… everything. The way people look at me. Like I’m some kind of broken thing. Like I’m not good enough. Sometimes, I wonder if I’m even worthy of being with you.”

You reached out, gently lifting his hand and squeezing it reassuringly. “Obito, look at me.” Slowly, you coaxed his eyes up to meet yours. “You are worthy. You don’t have to be perfect or have a clean past. None of that matters to me. What matters is who you are now. The person I’m with.”

He swallowed hard, the tension in his jaw easing just a little. “But Genma… he’s everything I’m not. He’s kind, easy to talk to, and everyone likes him. And I—” His voice cracked. “I’m complicated. Dark. Scars and mistakes follow me everywhere.”

You shook your head gently, your voice calm but firm. “You’re not your scars, Obito. You’re not your mistakes. You’re the person who’s standing here with me, trying, even when it’s hard. That’s what I see. That’s what I want.”

His eyes searched yours, vulnerability breaking through the usual walls. “I’m scared. Scared that I’ll mess this up, that I’ll lose you before we even really start.”

You brushed a stray lock of hair from his face, your touch soft and steady. “Then let me help you hold on. We’ll take it slow. No pressure. And if you ever feel overwhelmed, just tell me. We’re a team now.”

Obito’s lips twitched into a small, tentative smile—the first real one in days. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

“You’re not lucky,” you teased lightly, “I chose you.”

He chuckled quietly, the sound easing the tension between you like a gentle breeze. “Okay. I’ll try telling a few people. Just a few.”

You smiled, your heart swelling with hope. “That’s all I ask.”

For the first time in a long time, Obito looked at you with something that wasn’t fear or doubt—but trust.

And you knew that whatever came next, you’d face it together.

It was a bright afternoon in the village square, and you could feel the nervous flutter in your chest as you and Obito walked side by side. You had made the decision: no more hiding. It was time to be open about your relationship.

Obito looked calm but there was a subtle tension in his shoulders, like he was bracing himself for something. You squeezed his hand gently, silently letting him know you were there.

The moment you arrived where your friends and neighbors had gathered, the usual chatter died down, eyes turning toward you both.

Taking a steadying breath, you spoke up first, your voice clear and steady.

“We wanted to tell you all something. Obito and I—we’re together. We’ve been seeing each other for a while now.”

There was a brief silence. Then, before you could expect anything else, you saw Genma’s surprised expression—and instead of teasing or awkwardness, he broke into a genuine smile.

“Congratulations,” he said, voice warm and honest.

You blinked, a little stunned but grateful for the kindness.

As people started whispering and congratulating you both, Genma stepped forward, casually turning toward you with that same easy grin.

“So… does this mean I’m officially out of the running?” he joked, winking.

Before you could answer, you felt a warm pressure as Obito slipped his arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer—his first real public touch like that.

The sudden gesture surprised you, but a slow smile spread across your lips as you glanced up at him. His eye held that quiet confidence you’d only just started seeing.

Genma raised an eyebrow, clearly caught off guard, but quickly laughed it off.

“Guess I’m too late,” he said, stepping back with a good-natured shrug.

Obito gave a small nod, still holding you close, and you leaned into him, feeling more certain than ever that this was where you belonged.

The night settled softly over the village, the stars quietly twinkling through the open window of your room. You and Obito lay tangled together on the futon, the quiet hum of the night wrapping around you like a gentle blanket.

His arm was draped protectively over your waist, and his breath was slow and steady against your skin. You could feel the tension he’d carried all day beginning to dissolve, replaced by a rare, fragile calm.

You shifted just enough to meet his eye in the dim light, your voice barely above a whisper. “Obito… you never had anything to worry about.”

He blinked, eyes searching yours in the darkness.

“I’ll always choose you,” you said softly, your fingers brushing against the edge of his scarred cheek. “No matter what happens, no matter who’s around.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, the vulnerability in his gaze melting into something warmer.

Without thinking twice, you leaned in, your lips brushing his gently at first—a delicate question hanging between you.

He responded instantly, the kiss deepening with all the unspoken feelings that had built between you. Your hands traced the lines of his face, memorizing every scar and shadow, every quiet strength beneath.

Obito’s hand slid from your waist to cradle your head, pulling you closer as the kiss lingered—soft, tender, and full of promises neither of you needed to say aloud.

When you finally pulled back, your foreheads rested against each other, breaths mingling in the silence.

“I mean it,” you whispered. “You’re the one I want. Always.”

His eye shone with something new—a flicker of hope, trust, and a quiet kind of joy as he murmured, “I’m yours.”

And in that peaceful night, wrapped up in each other, nothing else mattered.

[wintergreenoreo]

Made something cute :)

[see-arcane]

Well, turns out when you tuck an Easter egg of a chapter update into a gigantic Substack pile of a launch, nobody realizes you have a new chapter update. So, to make it official-like:

Ta-da! Here's the third chapter preview for Harker! Enjoy the queer dreams.

[lyxchen]

Gi-hun pretty hair doodle + trying out some textured brushes <3

(Pls click on the pictures for better quality also more versions are under the cut)

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Transcript:

Who up wombing right now?

Audio source

[vampyrebellion]

⭐️✨🌙🎀🪽

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STAR WARS: THE BAD BATCH 01x15 ∙ Return to Kamino