Independent && Selective Roleplay for Bill Cipher of Gravity Falls. Please read RULES and ABOUT before interacting. Sideblog Under Construction As penned by Caz.
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AU where Stan is completely erased and Bill survives the shot and takes over Stan’s body.
#🎞️ ᵂᶤᶰᵈᵒʷ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈˑ( photos )#✋:: ᴵᶜᴬᴿᵁˢ ᴬᴵᴺ'ᵀ ᴳᴼᵀ ᴺᴼᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴼᴺ ᵞᴼᵁᵎ( sixer )#🎱:: ᵞᴼᵁ'ᴿᴱ ᴹᴬᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᴬ ᴮᴵᴳ ᴹᴵˢᵀᴬᴷᴱᵎ( fez )#⚠️::ᵂᴴᴼ'ˢ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴴᴬᴺᴰˢᴼᴹᴱ ᴰᴱᵛᴵᴸˀ( self )#(( This is the kind of fucked up shit I'm about tbh ))
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[To think that Bill considered his actions “nice” in the slightest was insulting – even without his memories, provided only with nightmares and the insufferable creature responsible for them, Stan would be vastly happier than he felt now. It was when he lost every sense of his identity that his brother ironically cared about him most, and although he’d be rendered incapable of recognizing that fact, his life might actually feel better when he didn’t have the terrible memories of his mistakes or his intense remorse burdening him. A life ( rather, however long remained of his ) consisting of only nightmares and a hellish demon was objectively better than attaining his dream, only to endure the the soul-crushing realization that it wasn’t going to last.]
[On the note of nightmares, however, Bill happened to remark on the “doozies” Stan had locked away within his mind, which dredged up yet another agonizing possibility. Honestly, Lee wasn’t entirely shocked that the dream demon had witnessed the significant horrors of his mind ( in the form of his traumatic repressed memories ), but the comment also conjured a bit of skepticism within him, another idea of what exactly the demon had been up to whilst lingering within his mind.]
[Although these recent months had been absolutely ideal, the trauma he’d repressed over the years had been returning to him in waves. Occasionally, he’d wind up writhing in his sleep, even mumbling or screaming loud enough to wake his brother. Stanley wouldn’t consider it beyond the realm of possibility for Cipher to fuck with his mind enough to unlock those nights he never wanted to relive – and that merely wound up provoking the Pines twin even more.]
[There was no chance to react, however, as Bill was quick to remind Stanley of the immense power he held in the field of one’s Dreamscape by rattling the deteriorating walls around them that Lee ( and apparently Bill himself ) had worked so hard to rebuild. In a sense, he despised himself becoming so fazed by the thought of losing all that he’d finally recovered – after all, hadn’t he spent most of this fucked-up night terror wishing that he’d traded his memories away to prevent Bill’s resurgence? The source of his reluctance was unfortunately clear, however; he finally had the future he’d always dreamt of, sailing the seas with a brother that he was finally bonding with. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing it now, but he was ultimately willing if it meant that he could rid of Cipher and the threat he posed to both the universe and Ford.]
[Stanley tensed up as the clattering of the walls finally ceased, as the relief accompanying the event was fleeting. He wasn’t out of the woods yet – he still had a particularly feisty demon on his hands ( or rather, in his mind ). Readjusting his glasses, which were close to falling off, no thanks to Cipher’s minuscule calamities, Stan again resorted to glaring as his loyalty to Ford was called into question.]
[How interested was he in protecting his brother? That barely qualified as a decent line of questioning – Stanley’s acts over the years spoke for themselves. It was unlikely that any other family member on Earth would risk everything ( including the potential apocalyptic repercussions that might’ve resulted after opening a portal to a dimension his brother had been trapped within for thirty years ) for their own sibling – at that, one who had abandoned them over the years and showed no hints of remorse for doing so. It was evident that Lee would resort to just about anything if it meant protecting his family – and Bill ought to have realized that by now.]
NONE o’ this is “nice.” Lettin’ me live with nothin’ but my nightmares would be BETTER than revealin’ yourself now, and you know that! ‘Sides���I spent thirty YEARS tryin’ to get Ford back. If you think there’s anything that’d keep me from protectin’ him, you’re dumber than you look.
▽△▲ Honestly, it didn’t surprise Bill one BIT to find that little tidbit out about Fez’s and his old human prodigy's relationship. Sixer was NOTORIOUSLY only appreciative of people after they’d gone nuts for him, or, if they suddenly consisted of some kind of threat. He’d seen them all, a tale as old as time itself, Fiddleford, “Shiftie”, Lee, the lot. But hey, he considered ANY act of construction from himself to be a nice gesture, whether he was rebuilding nightmares or not!
Of course, while fun, traumatizing Lee wasn’t the only reason for expanding this puny mind of his. Bill could NEVER be expected to fully recover inside of a broken mind-- in spite of his small stature, he was a big being, and he needed a LOT of space to occupy. Nightmares? They just felt like home.
Bill cackles as the twin wisely tenses, he has a lot of power in the dreamscape-- as has been illustrated before, however, he has even MORE power at the moment because Lee let him in. Maybe it had been under false pretenses, but the rules didn’t care. He rubs his small, black hands together as the elderly twin adjusts his glasses, glaring him with ALL the rage he’d expected his words to invoke.
“ You asked why you should put up with me, ” the demon reiterated, “ There’s your reason! Last time I checked, you and old Fordsy were the only two people on this boat, and while that hunk of METAL in his head does afford him a little protection, it’s nothing I can’t get around if PROPERLY MOTIVATED, capiche? ”
#vwdqohb#◣◢◥▲ ;; ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴳᵁᵞ ᵂᴬˢ ˢᴵᶜᴷ ᴮᴱᶠᴼᴿᴱ ᴵ ᴳᴼᵀ ᴴᴱᴿᴱᵎˑ{ ‘ verse v ’ }#(( sorry this is so short ugh ))
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starrypsychic:
“I think you shall find that I am quite the multifaceted individual. Undoubtedly the most intriguing.”
▽△▲ “ I get it, you’re very COMPLICATED and deep you can tell by all the frowning. ”
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florimel:
Flora bit down another giggle. “Oh well, you’re not so bad yourself,” she muttered shyly, her cheeks pinkening a little. “I… I can’t wait to see it in action and… maybe be able to spend even more time with you.”
▽△▲ Bill grins with his eye, resting back more in Florimel’s hand, just getting comfortable, “ Trust me, Sixer, once you get that portal open, we’ll have all the time in the WORLD to spend together, unraveling the mysteries of the universe. ”
#florimel#◣◢◥▲ ;; ᴬ ᴰᴱᴬᴸ'ˢ ᴬ ᴰᴱᴬᴸ ˢᴵᵡᴱᴿᵎ{ ‘ verse ii ’ }#gender bend :: tw#(( he's an awful little triangle ))
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𝒮𝑜 I have been informed that these are in fashion in this day and age, so here goes my best shot:
If you would be interested in assisting me unravel the mysteries of Gravity Falls, taking down monsters, or simply interacting with a “Independent, Private and Selective” Stanford Pines, consider sharing this over your various devices!
I do not have much to offer other than myself at the moment, but I thought I would gauge interest. If you share this, or follow me, I’ll check you out.
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what do you mean my constant jokes about killing myself are sad and disturbing
#↪ ᴬ ˡᶤᵃʳˑ ᴬ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˑ ᴬ ˢᶰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵈʳᵉˢˢᵉʳˑ( isms )#suicide :: tw#(( this is bill. ))#(( not healthy but him ))
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For every ♪ in my inbox I'll post a song I listen to for character inspiration.
And I may also briefly state why.
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Liking Billford and Stanford Pines at the same time is a very complicated experience.
Whenever I see them together I’m torn between.
LOOK AT THE DEMON AND HIS EX-BOYFRIEND IT’S SO CANON.
And.
GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM FORD YOU SICK TRIANGLE YOU’VE FUCKED HIM UP SO MUCH FUCK YOU.
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witchstock:
Nobody controls what I do!!! Nobody! Not even me! I’m out of control but only I control that!
#↪ ᴬ ˡᶤᵃʳˑ ᴬ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˑ ᴬ ˢᶰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵈʳᵉˢˢᵉʳˑ( isms )#(( the most accurate description of Bill I have ever seen ))
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without spite my heart may actually stop
#↪ ᴬ ˡᶤᵃʳˑ ᴬ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˑ ᴬ ˢᶰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵈʳᵉˢˢᵉʳˑ( isms )#🎞️ ᵂᶤᶰᵈᵒʷ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈˑ( photos )#(( I'm SCREAMING ))#(( bill is so full of spite guys ))
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Reblog if your muse is always low-key ready to FIGHT somebody
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JUST a favor?
[Sure, Stanley recognized that he shouldn’t actually trust this triangle more than he could throw him ( which actually wasn’t that good of a metaphor, considering the frail appearance of this omnipotent weirdo ), but a mere favor didn’t sound like a big deal to him. His “probable” victory wouldn’t taste as sweet without a major risk involved – at least, in his eyes. Stan was truly tempting the fates here…what an idiot.]
Them’s some lowly stakes there, Cipher – my winnin’s would be way better than yours, don’t ya think? You’re so confident you’re gonna win, so why not even the stakes, huh?
[Dear god, he was going to regret this.]
JUST? He’s almost offended. He generally prefers to keep his deals VAGUE, people agree to them more easily, and he can always shift the terms around a bit if things don’t head down the channel he’s predicted them to.
Which happens annoyingly often when he’s around the Pines.
“ Hey, for all you know that favor could be an internal ORGAN, ” he laughs, hands propped on either side of him, raising his brow, “ But hey, you wanna put some serious risks? How about we put some LIVES on the line? Metaphorically speaking, of course-- if I win, you get me something from your brothers lab-- ” he snaps his fingers, revealing the rift containment, “ It’s not really anything he’ll miss, but, it’s got SENTIMENTAL value. And you don’t tell anyone about our little deal, no matter WHAT happens, go it? ”
#vwdqohb#◣◢◥▲ ;; ᴳᴿᴬᵛᴵᵀᵞ ᶠᴬᴸᴸˢᵎ ᴵᵀ'ˢ ᴳᴼᴼᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴮᴱ ᴮᴬᶜᴷᵎ{ ‘ verse i ’ }#(( boys no ))#(( i demand you stop this ))
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▽△▲ “ I’m gonna assume those holes are because someone tried to KILL this thing… ----It’s a shame they didn’t succeed. ”
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GIVE THE MAN WHAT HE WANTS, STANFORD
#⚠️::ᵂᴴᴼ'ˢ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴴᴬᴺᴰˢᴼᴹᴱ ᴰᴱᵛᴵᴸˀ( self )#✋:: ᴵᶜᴬᴿᵁˢ ᴬᴵᴺ'ᵀ ᴳᴼᵀ ᴺᴼᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴼᴺ ᵞᴼᵁᵎ( sixer )#🌠:: ˢᴴᴼᴼᵀᴵᴺᴳ ˢᵀᴬᴿˢ ᴴᴵᵀ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴰᴵᴿᵀ ᴱᵛᴱᴺᵀᵁᴬᴸᴸᵞᵎ( shooting star )#🌲::ᵞᴼᵁ'ᴿᴱ ᴸᴼᴼᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᴰᴱˢᴾᴱᴿᴬᵀᴱᵎ( pine tree )#🎞️ ᵂᶤᶰᵈᵒʷ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᵒʳˡᵈˑ( photos )#(( i'm crying at the accuracy ))#(( especially in the human verse ))
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❖ + One more-- do you actually, really want to kill any of them?
FORCE BILL TO TELL THE TRUTH // accepting
▽△▲“ I’m just gonna go ahead and assume you mean the PINES considering, ” the triangular figure shrugs, “ If they weren’t constantly in the WAY, then no. I don’t really get along with DEATH, but I get along even WORSE with obstacles. ”
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Important Headcanon! (ie. Why Bill didn’t just kill everyone at the start of Weirdmaggedon)
I’ve discovered something while answering the TRUTH memes about Bill. Death? At least in HUMAN terms, makes him really kind of uncomfortable.
He’s a being that desires control, virtually IMMORTAL himself, actual death? The kind of death where someone just isn’t THERE anymore, feels like a major loss of control. Even if he doesn’t like the person, resigning to letting them GO and putting them in a position where they don’t exist anymore,
Where he can’t just get them BACK-- it strikes a nervous cord in him that he really dislikes.
Yeah, he’ll kill people if he’s ANGRY or if the benefit of them being gone outweighs his discomfort. But he’d really rather avoid it.
Turning them to stone? Gold? Torturing someone within an inch of their life? That’s fine.
Because he can always get them back, it’s still in control, but DEATH is something he’s yet to master. Key word: YET.
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❖ + Okay then, how about between the younger Pines twins, who would be more amusing to kill?
FORCE BILL TO TELL THE TRUTH // accepting
▽△▲This one is actually pretty EASY, he may have pretended his little “eenie-meeny-miney” was RANDOM, but almost nothing does ever is. It doesn’t even have so much to do with them, but rather how others react to them.
The GOOD Pines child. The TRUSTING Pines child.
The reaffirming Pines child.
“ Shooting Star, if for no other reason– then to see the LOOKS ON THEIR FACES. ”
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