holy shizzle thank you all for the love for thirty years au! Here’s a sneak peek of what’s to come. I also apologize for not getting to the many asks (my goodness y’all are curious folk). A lot of the questions are going to be answered in the next few pages so hang tight! I’ll answer some asks after the next update.
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Simple Misunderstanding
Finally, after nearly two decades, he’s back.
Not home, not nearly home, but back in the nightmare realm.
Back with Bill.
He’d tried to hate the demon for so long, to resent him for the betrayal, for using him, for tossing him out like a broken toy, but he found that he couldn’t. No matter how hard he tried, he could never hate him. It was a constant, open wound, the knowledge of just how much in love he had been, only to be tricked, and to add insult to injury he couldn’t bring himself to do more than feel grief for what he lost. He didn’t hold a hint of anger for what had happened, and for years that feeling of loss was a constant companion.
And eventually it was too much. He was tired of running, tired of pretending, tired of everything, and he gave up.
He went right back to Bill.
(He was beautiful. Ageless. Perfect.)
Ford was greeted with open arms, with an enormous eye crinkled in a smile, with an apology from a being who had taken this long to realize why Ford had been upset at his so-called “betrayal”.
(Flawless golden symmetry.)
Things like Bill, they don't think the way mortals do, with their mayfly lifespans. When he had told Ford they would change the world, he meant real change. Not minor alterations in the culture of one species on one little speck of dust. When he told Ford he had chosen him, it was true. He'd had his eye on Ford since the day he stepped into Gravity Falls, only staying back out of politeness until he was summoned. Of course he had inspired other mortals throughout the centuries, how else would he have laid the groundwork for a portal to even be possible?
(Divine geometry.)
He doubted, at first. Of course he did. No matter how much he had wanted to return, how tired he was of fighting, the idea that he had put himself through so much pain because of a cultural misunderstanding was…
(Unending alien knowledge wrapped in that simple, familiar shape.)
But Bill somehow convinced him. It took time of course, effort and evidence and seeing for himself, over and over again, how differently Bill's mind worked and how he, the all-seeing, all-knowing eye, really hadn't known. Ford was an ant (small, unimportant, abstract) who had become a favored pet (important, beloved, mine), nearly an equal. And he would be an equal if he could just take that last step.
(Every inch the Muse he had claimed to be.)
The saying goes that if you can't beat ‘em, join ‘em. And Ford did. Cosmic fire burning in his veins and a whole spectrum of unseen colors and sounds and perceptions that bombarded his new senses. Screams of agony as the power he was given destroyed him, because the birth of a god is a destructive thing.
(Every inch the demon he'd always been.)
When his brother opened the portal, they changed the world together.
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Handyman bill
While scrolling through TikTok I saw this really good idea for an au in which Bill would be reincarnated into earth and he'd have to live and learn as like a human if he wanted to come back as his original self? I don't know but I thought it was really cute and I wanted to draw some art for it using a human bill design that I made (tweaked alittle because he's supposed to look alittle younger, that damned axolotl must've been looking to taunt him to put him in a weak vessel)
Soos and Melody kind of just take him in like an adopted son and handyman to work around the mystery shack, depending on my mood I'll either draw more art for it as filler while I work on a Reverse Falls animatic or maybe write a short fic because I haven't written anything in ages!
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There’s one last thing Ford has to do before he and Stan are finished packing for their trip. He made sure he had a few hours to himself, had sent Stan into town for some last supplies, and was standing in front of his old photocopier.
Dipper and Mabel had gladly sent him one of Shermie’s old photo albums. And while he had managed to retain one measly picture for the last 40 or so years, it wasn’t the one he needed for what he was about to do.
There, all by herself in the frame, was a picture of their mother. And on the next page, also pictured alone, their father.
He picked one up, set it on the copier, and pressed scan.
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FEENIE KINLIST TUMBLR BANNER
for day 5 of @rookmeo 's event!
Amalgamation - Create something that consists of things that you like and only that. Frankenstein that thing. Make a collage. I don't care. Create an abomination just for you and you only baby!!! Self indulgence is key!!!
not f2u, sorry!
psd by @v-rtue
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