#bill POV

[merlinsbudgiesmugglers]

To Join the Fight

So I wrote this before Christmas but then completely forgot to actually post it. So now you get to enjoy some Bleur goodness!

Bill rubbed his face roughly as he let himself into the flat. A quick check of his watch told him it had just gone half eight. Nearly twenty hours had passed since he’d been woken by Mad-Eye’s patronus.

‘Arthur’s been attacked, get to St Mungo’s.’

Fleur had woken with him, and her questioning eyes followed him silently as he quickly pulled on the clothes she had helped him remove only hours before. Her hand found his cheek when he pressed a quick kiss to her frowning lips, holding him in place for a moment longer. 

‘I am going to want answers, Bill.’ 

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[leonardoeatscarrots]

I know someone's made this format with these two already, but it wasn't this specific joke soo

[stephreynaart]

Leaks from the lost Journal 3 pages from the Billble!

👀

[taccoman]

I saw what you did with the photo Bill!

[ckret2]

i know you're reading the book rn, but i need to know is it true that bill has a redemption arc??? and that billford is canon??? I HAVENT GOTTEN MY COPY YET BUT IM SEEING OTHER PEOPLES COMMENTS AND POSTS ABOUT IT I NEED TO KNOW😭

As of the end of the book, Bill is in the process of being forced into a redemption arc. Please understand that I say that like "the airplane is in the process of being forced into a shoebox." It's not successful thus far and might never be successful from what the book presents. But the road is offered to him.

In my opinion, Bill & Ford's relationship is being written like a (mostly one-sided) romantic relationship (from Bill toward Ford), with multiple in-text parallels between how Bill talks about romance and how Bill interacts with Ford, and I believe the romantic coding is deliberate. I have not yet read something that explicitly verifies Romantic Emotions Are Happening and I don't expect to.

Like, we're at a point where Bill crushing on Ford has less textual support than Dipper crushing on Wendy, but more textual support than Tyler Cutebiker crushing on Manly Dan, and maybe even more textual support than whatever thing Dipper & Pacifica have going on.

It's left open-ended enough that you CAN go "Bill's just platonically obsessed with Ford and platonically trying to 'seduce' him and platonically heartbroken when Ford rejects their partnership after learning what Bill's up to." That is still an option. But this is some INCREDIBLY heavy romantic subtext.

At this point, "there's no romantic feelings on anybody's part here" is no longer the most default/neutral reading of Bill & Ford; it's gotta be, like, a choice. A choice that remains valid within the canon text, but still a choice.

So not "canon" as in "the word love is brought up between them" or "they were in a relationship," but "canon" as in "I believe wholeheartedly that the writer's intent was to make us think about a (toxic) romantic relationship when reading these scenes, whether or not such a relationship ever took place." The text doesn't quite go there, but it openly invites you to go there if you want.

I firmly believed the book wouldn't be any more billfordish than the show & J3 were—just some light, probably unintentional subtext. It completely blew past my expectations.

[wampyra]

pov : after a tiring and long day of touring and not seeing you, tom is needy

THIS STORY CONTAINS : p in v, biting, cockwarming, riding, praise kink...

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tom was so tired and drowsy, laying lazily in between your legs with his arms latched around your waist and his head resting on your stomach.

you layed peacefully on the couch, watching a movie while comfortingly stroking his long, black braids and twirling them around your finger.

"you asleep?" you asked, chuckling as you looked down at him, he's never been this relaxed and still unless he was asleep.

"mm.. almost." he groaned softly, shifting slightly to make himself more comfortable.

feeling him move his body in between your legs made you feel some type of way, a burning sensation but you decided to brush it off.

"was the day that awful?" you pouted and furrowed your eyebrows in unease, feeling bad that he was so worn out as you scratched his scalp lovingly.

"no.. it was fine." he answered, his voice slightly muffled from the side of his face being smushed onto your stomach. "i just missed you." he added, tightening his hold on you.

your eyes widened slightly at the vulnerability and softness in his tone, he wasn't usually like this.

"really?" you asked, a small smile creeping onto your face.

"mhm.." he hummed out softly as he sat up, his arms still around you as he took you up with him, placing you on his lap so that you were straddling his hips with your knees, facing him.

the sudden switch of positions caught you off guard, but you didn't protest. instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck, making yourself comfortable.

"god, you smell so good." he growled, his tone laced with lust and desire as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent and planting gentle kisses on the sensitive areas of your neck.

"tom.." you let out a small whimper as you tilted your head slightly, giving him more access to your neck.

"yeah, baby?" he spoke, his tone slightly higher as he kissed your shoulder blades, trailing the kisses up to your neck again.

you didn't answer, your head was spinning with pleasure already, making it hard to focus.

"what is it, my love?" he spoke again, his gaze locking with yours before planting a gentle kiss on your soft lips. he knew what impact his sweet talk had on you, you were a whore for it.

"what's gotten into you?" you managed to croak out nervously, letting out a soft chuckle.

"what's gotten into me?" he repeated as he kissed your lips once again, passionately but still keeping that soft, gentle pace and manner. "nothing." he said, smiling softly as he leaned into your ear. "i'm just dying to be inside of you right now.." he whispered, making your skin crawl.

your eyes widened once again, the burning sensation in between your legs only getting worse.

"can i?" he asked, locking his gaze with yours once again, a begging look in his eyes fueled by desire.

you found yourself unable to speak again, still surprised at the words coming out of his mouth. you looked away shyly, nodding.

"come on, baby." he spoke lowly, his hand grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him. "speak, i don't understand you." he demanded.

"y-yeah, you can.." you stuttered, slightly embarrassed but you knew that you couldn't control it much longer.

"you have no idea how much i need this." he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper as he started to kiss you, the kiss growing more possesive and rough.

his hands rested on your hips, grinding you against his crotch while exploring your mouth, his fingers digging deep into your skin.

you moaned into his mouth, your hands slowly creeping lower, unzipping his jeans.

tom broke away from the kiss, leaving you needy and panting for more as he helped you pull down his jeans slightly, revealing the big bulge in his boxers.

"look what you do to me." he said, looking down at his bulge then back up at you.

you bit your tongue as you pulled down his boxers enough for his cock to pop out. it was hard and big, throbbing painfully at the sight of you.

you licked your lips, using one of your hands to slowly pump him while the other cupped his cheek, inviting him for another kiss.

tom's hands were returned to your waist, rubbing your sides repeatedly.

he let out a low moan into the kiss, making you stroke him faster.

you both broke the kiss once again, panting for air as you kept your pace, until tom grabbed your wrist.

you looked at him, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

you didn't know what to do or how to react until tom grabbed onto your waist, raising you up to sit on your knees as one of his hands crawled under your nightgown, pulling your panties to the side as he slammed you down onto his cock.

you yelped, taking him in whole in a split second. your body shook as you wrapped your arms around his neck again for some kind of support.

"mm, fuck.." tom moaned lowly, as he held onto your hips, grinding you on his cock.

you couldn't speak with his big cock stretching you out, it felt painful but so good at the same time. you bit onto his neck, trying to supress your moans as you let out small whimpers.

tom winced in pain, closing his eyes shut as he tilted his head. you started to get used to his size, bouncing up and down slowly.

"yeah, just like that.." he groaned, his neck stinging from the pain of my bite. you quickened your pace, wanting him deep inside of you, stretching out your cunt as much as possible.

your moans and whimper started getting louder as you licked and kissed the bite mark that you left on his neck. tom smiled, turning his head to look at you with his hooded eyes, still having a firm grip on your hips, guiding you.

"you're so beautiful with my cock burried inside of you." he spoke out lowly, letting out a moan as he bit onto your bottom lip, his cold grazing piercing against your skin.

"oh fuck.." you kissed him, knowing your body couldn't go on for much longer.

your eyes swelled up with tears as you finally threw your head back, moaning loudly as your liquids dripped down tom's cock, your body trembling.

"fucking hell.." tom let out a growl, slamming you down onto his cock roughly once again, your thighs slapping against his, making a loud noise as he orgasmed quickly after you.

you breathed out calmly, your body falling limp on top of tom's, his arms around your waist, pulling you in as close as possible.

"you were perfect, so perfect." he kissed your lips gently, praising you for doing such a good job as his thumb grazed over your cheek.

"my sweet girl, i missed you so much." he said, hugging you tightly and refusing to let you go while still being burried deep inside of you.

"keep my cock warm tonight, baby."

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my first post and smut on this app or whatever... hi i'm daisy and i originally write on wattpad ( euaavh ) but i heard a lot of good things about tumblr, so i'm deciding to try it out. feel free to request stuff for me to write, i'll try my hardest to feed your delusions <33

[fortemelody]

thinking about how bill tried to/thought about killing both ford and dipper when possessing their bodies in ways that would’ve made it look like suicide; and jumping off of things at that (dipper via the water tower and ford via the roof of his house). the former is referring to journal 3, and the latter the book of bill. the parallels are insane and i haven’t seen anyone bring it up yet. the fact that if he would’ve went through with either of those- he honestly could’ve won. but alas, he enjoyed torturing ford more and was still attempting to make a deal (and ofc the toxic old man yaoi cough cough), while mabel made the decision to sacrifice her play in order to save dipper.

also… just wanna say that for some reason this page that i mentioned about ford on the roof, “the war in my mind”, has got to be my fav page of the entire book as of right now. this isn’t even the tip of the iceberg as to what bill did to ford, but i think it really sets the tone well and is almost like a warning of things to come. i think the drawing of the scene and just the small silhouette of ford really helps this too. bill spared his life for now, which seemed like a blessing at the time, especially becus he also chose not to burn the journals. but in actuality this was the start of fords descent into madness.

[stickycircuits]

the last thing bill sees

[karamoonilia]

Someone had to do it.

[paper-birdies]

I've been reading a Gravity Falls fanfic called "The Therapist" by @bapple117, where you - The reader- are Bill Cipher's Therapist in the Theraprism. I was on Bapple's Discord server and came across a conversation asking "What if Bill had a secret collection of art he made of the therapist and got super flustered when the therapist finds them."

Posted that and then someone mentioned that in a panic, Bill would probably try to eat the art and tries to eat the pages.

Anyways, I freakin' love this fic and this funky lil' guy.

[doctorsiren]

Ough…”A Human’s Touch” and “Stalker’s Tango”…so billford coded…

[arrimorr]

Shipping billford is all fun and games until you decide to write a fanfic, Im not kidding when I say im fighting for my life with this one. They are so difficult to write, there are so many things I want to do right and I feel like I already flopped in half of them

[suikamelony]

[the-rolls-on-black]

Ford's not really a romantic guy--he gets too caught up in his research. there's things to build, to discover, all that. so he doesn't pursue romantic relationships, he'd prefer to spend his time investigating whatever's going on with Gravity Falls.

But what if you were an anomaly?

What if you caught his eye, as some local legend he was looking into, and boom, next thing you know, you're the focus of his next few experiments and he's trying to befriend you (because it's 'beneficial' to him if you were friends, he says, and he's such a cute dork about it, how can you tell him no?)

[eggsistential-breakdown]

what a creep!

video version under cut

[temmtamm]

A Humans Touch‼️