bill cipher is the character ever. he swears in cartoon sound effects. he has beef with a baby. he didn't know what colors were until he was like at least 27. he's the most powerful being to ever visit earth. he only exists in dreams. he's an alcoholic. he's a victorian. he almost certainly worked retail. he doesn't know about his own gender. he also doesn't care about his own gender. he's depressed. he likes silly straws. he knows everything. he's stupid as shit. he thinks that normal is just a setting on a washing machine. he's touchy about his sides being uneven. he's a flatland oc. he's owned by disney. he responds to "willy." he thinks in all caps. he has a reddit account
I love how Ford is canonically gullible to the point it’s comical. As an autistic person I hc him to have autism. He is genuinely so autism coded I need to see more content of him 😭
He’s such a silly little guy!!! Also tbh never gonna get over how we barely got any content of Bill and Ford’s history in the show, Id genuinely love a spin-off focusing more on them but ik that’s never gonna happen 💔
"Drawing is a waste of time" you say like you didn't doodle yourself in Journal 3 while Ford was out instead of reactivating the portal.
I know literally nobody is gonna care, but I have nobody to tell this to and I felt the need to share this info somewhere.
Through the entirety of my teenhood I was obsessed with some Gravity Falls fanfic on ao3 called Knowing me, Knowing you by @f-imaginings and would literally check everyday to see if a new chapter was posted, even after I stopped reading fanfics consistently. Back in like 2020, when I was 15, a new chapter was posted that was centered around an alternate universe where Bill was kept in the basement of a lab owned by Ford and used as a battery to work all of the equipment. For some reason the concept of this disturbed me so much, that to cope I would sing Beverly Hills by Weezer constantly, except I’d replace the word Beverly with Battery. Battery Hills would continue to go on for months and all my friends were very confused. I refused to give any context (as if it even makes much more since with context) because I didn’t want to tell them about my weird obsession with a Billford slow burn fanfic. To this day Battery Hills is still quoted every so often even after like three years since that chapter came out and two years since the author stopped updating the fanfic. I was genuinely so fucking weird as a kid.
Been going through my old sketchbooks and I found this gem. Idk if it’s the lack of sleep, but I’m feeling very spiritually connected to this drawing. Hope somebody else feels the same tbh