A very self indulgent Billford playlist!
Self indulgent, because this music does not appeal to the masses at all; these songs are limited to the stuff I listen to. So I’m being VERY transparent about my embarrassing taste in music right now! Plus, NOBODY ASKED FOR THIS!!! But I hope some of these resonate with you. This is a little collection I’ve formed in my phone notes since I got into this ship a couple weeks ago.
Not a fancy spotify playlist, it’s just links to the music on youtube.
I’ve got this divided into parts:
-The Billford Songs
-The In This Moment Billford Songs
SO MUCH of their music is enemies/lovers perfection. I’ve thought about so many *killing you but also making out with you* pairings to this shit, because these songs were like, DESIGNED to be recycled for any and all love hate relationships, and still hit insanely hard EVERY TIME. So now that you have these songs under your belt, you have them FOREVER. You’re welcome. I haven’t even listened to all their music, I’m sure there’s more songs for this category that I simply haven’t discovered.
-The…Maybe…Billford Songs
My standards were kinda high for making this list. But every song is about your ship when you’re insane, right??? So these are the maybe’s. One’s I’ve thought about billford to, but maybe the lyrics don’t totally align.
Playlist under the cut! I wasn’t gonna ramble about each song but WHOOPS I DID 🤷♀️
The Billford songs:
Monophobia - Deadmau5 (Extended version, cuz it’s the best.)
THE LYRICS… THE LYRICS!!!! Definitely bill pining in theraprism.
Propane Nightmares - Pendulum
This one WAS gonna go in the maybe’s, but I convinced myself otherwise after listening to it eighty more times, and now it’s up here on top. And fuck it, this is the *self indulgent* billford playlist, so I do what I want. I go into a fucking trance when I listen to this song, so I can’t really explain 110% why this is a billford song to me, but I’ll try.
Apparently, this song is about the heavens gate cult. So not enemies/lovers angst. But looking at the lyrics, you could interpret it as giving yourself to something greater, and coming to the realization that what you pledged yourself to is actually a very bad thing which will ultimately destroy you. (also, you can’t deny that there was some cult like manipulation happening with Bill and Ford. Sense of purpose and friendship.) Definitely billford-y when you consider Fords commitment to bill. And I’ll admit, when I listen to it, there is some pov switching. Because the “trail of fire”, “we will be as one”, and “bring it on home” is VERY reminiscent of bill executing weirdmageddon. So overall, my interpretation of this song is Ford feeling torn about bill, feeling regret, feeling scared, and Bill of course, just wanting to bring the dimensions together. “BRING IT ON HOME!!!!”
Or I just like the song.
Rule 34 - Fish in a Birdcage
Bestie recommended this song to me. It needs no explanation.
Painkiller - The Queenstons
…NEEDS NO EXPLANATION DSKFDSKJHF It’s similar to the above, just more… scary imo. Violent. Definitely bill being a little psycho. I really love this song. It’s very recyclable too. You have it for any toxic ship now.
9V - The Queenstons
One of my favorite Lapfox/Halley Labs songs… I’m gonna give you the lyrics, it’s a bit hard to understand without them. In my eyes, it’s about betraying Ford. Also these vocals (and other music by this artist) works so well for bill because of the synthesized voice.
LoveBOMB - S3RL
This is a new S3RL song. This song sounds like a tantrum, and I really liked it when I first heard it, but it didn't fit anything I was into at the time. Luckily, bill suffered a horrible breakup, and now this song has it’s meaning.
When I'm There - S3RL
Bill thinking about joining the third dimension with Ford.
Click Bait - S3RL
I’ve listened to this one a LOT before this, and I surprised myself with how much it aligns with bill, specifically, him tricking Ford.
Space-Time - S3RL
Speaks for itself.
Sodom & Gomorrah - Dorian Electra
This one’s just funny :)
The In This Moment Billford Songs
Sick Like Me
Sexual Hallucination
This is one of those recyclable songs, but I was damn surprised at how well the lyrics suited them, because it alludes to being out of body, possession, etc.
Blood
Half God half devil
Roots
Whore
Damn it, I cant deny this one suits them.
Big Bad Wolf
DAMN IT I wasn’t gonna include this one, but I just checked the lyrics and fuck, it works. In this moment, how are you so wonderful
The…Maybe…Billford Songs
Illuminaughty - Infected Mushroom
I'm kind of grasping at straws with these lyrics, but with a title like that? Come on
The Pretender - Foo Fighters, Infected Mushroom, Turbo Remix
Three versions, for whichever suits your fancy.
Leopold - Infected Mushroom
This one has NO LYRICS, but it has this buildup that sounds really cool, and it has an abrupt decrescendo. Reminds me of their "friendship" and how it all came crashing down.
Idolize - Dorian Electra
Hmmmmm, I just like Dorian. But the idolization thing works for obvious reasons.
That’s it! Hope you enjoy. Maybe I'll do an expansion pack of sorts if I find enough songs for a part 2.
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toji taking care of newborn megumi while reader sleeps?
⟣ tags. dad!toji x female reader. fluff. gumi isnt rlly a newborn but we ball. use of curse words teehee
“tch—i’m really regretting buyin’ this thing.” toji was running out of patience as he reads the instructions on the piece of paper in his hands. it was all so vague; he’s questioning himself for even trying to figure this stuff out in the first place.
the small coos and babbles coming from megumi sound throughout the living room, the baby sitting in the pillow fort that his dad made him. the correct name would actually be ‘pillow jail’, since the fort wasn’t built for megumi’s entertainment—it was mainly to keep the little boy confined so toji could peacefully work on setting up the playhouse.
your husband was so intensly focused on putting the playhouse together to the point that he didn’t even notice the little thief escaping his self-made jail.
megumi was crawling on his hands and knees, his palms making soft ‘pat’ sounds as they came in contact with the cold floor, pouty lips forming a smile as he crawled his way over to his dad. toji had his back facing megumi, giving the kid a good opportunity to sneak up on him.
“fuck.” toji curses idly as his hand slipped and his finger bumped against his own face. not thinking much about that slip-up, the man continues to put the parts together, until he feels something tugging at his shirt from behind.
toji glances down and spots his son trying to climb up on his back—the journey up to toji’s broad shoulders was like climbing a mountain for such a little thing.
“phack!” the cute voice from below repeats what it has heard with confidence. megumi used all of his strength to reach up to his dad’s shoulders, repeating the used swear word proudly, a series of ‘phack! phack! phack!’ echoing louder in toji’s ears with each movement upwards.
the kid eventually reaches his destination, head placed right next to toji’s, chubby arms circling around his dad’s neck—basically hanging on for dear life.
toji wasn’t even concerned about megumi repeating that bad word over and over. how his son had managed to break free from his confinement was of more importance. his green eyes land on the destroyed pillow fort behind his back and your husband couldn’t help but chuckle. almost proudly.
“i see y’re already outsmarting your dad, kiddo.” toji grins, one hand coming up to stabilise megumi on his back. the baby looks over his father’s shoulder, seemingly inspecting what he was building. toji sighs as his free hand holds onto the piece of paper that included the instructions; “maybe ya could’ve even helped me build this shitty thing if ya knew how to read.”
“sjiddy!”
it was as if megumi was purposely only picking out the curse words. toji chuckles at this and—unlike any other parent—encourages his child to continue for his own entertainment.
“mhm—tha’s right. repeat after me, son.” the dark-haired man nods with a smug grin and points at the half-built playhouse, making sure megumi knew what he was talking about, “that thing is shitty.”
“sjiddy! sjiddy!” the kid repeats loudly and giggles as his father ruffles his hair afterwards in a ‘job-well-done’ manner.
“good boy.” toji laughs softly, moving megumi over to his lap so it’d be more comfortable for the both of them, “y’r momma is gonna kill me if she hears you say such things, though.”
megumi tilts his head up until it rested against toji’s torso, big eyes glancing at the face hovering on top of his; “mama? mama ‘eepy.”
“no, mama isn’t.”
toji freezes in place, megumi gasps in delight. you had awoken from your nap and decided to check in on your husband and son whom you had left alone for a few hours.
and, apparently, you couldn’t leave toji and megumi alone without it ending in your kid picking up on his dad’s bad habits.
you put your hands on your hips and glared at toji. he knew what time it was and he was not about to sit through another lecture. the last time you gave him an earful, he had to sit and listen to you scold him for almost an hour.
“shit.. gotta run.” toji immediately grabs tightly onto megumi, gets up and prepares to flee—not even realising that he cursed. again.
“sjit!” megumi giggles happily, the boy just having fun as his dad runs around with him, unaware of the reason nor of the meaning behind the words he was repeating.
“mama shit!” toji’s eyes widened as he heard megumi combine the two words; mama—megumi’s favourite word—and shit, the bad word your son had just learnt.
your husband knew that that would only increase your fury more and thus shushes his kid while running around the house—your quick footsteps just meters behind them;
“crap. shut it, megumi.”
“crap! dada crap!”
“…”
guess he had it coming.
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stan pines dating headcanons
18+ minors dni!!
cw // sexual content under the cut!
MY LOVE
he is sooo my man i need him so bad
very old fashioned
asked you out first not cuz he thinks he’s the hottest guy in the world. but because “you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take”
he told dipper and mabel he made that up first (he didn’t, he saw it on facebook) (they know he didn’t make it up, but they pretend they believe him)
“heya there, toots.” stan leans on your desk. you look at him, an eyebrow raised.
“hey, stan. need something?” you smile at him.
“yeah, you. me. date. whenever you’re free.” stan looks away, suddenly nervous.
“hmm, yeah, alright! i’m free tonight after work.” stan looks back at you, eyes wide in surprise, before collecting himself. he smiles.
“great, great, i’ll pick you up at 8, dollface.”
calls you pet names that were popular in the 70s/80s: dollface, sweetcheeks, baby, cutie, sugar
stan believes you deserve the world so he yk he’s treating you soooo well
he doesn’t think he deserves you, so he tries so so so hard to treat you well
he believes he’s fucked up every good thing in his life, so when you guys get together, he tries so hard to be a good partner to you
takes you out anywhere you want, even if its something he hates.
you tell him you want to see some movie in theaters, he’s gonna say no and be huffy cuz he’d rather stay home and save money. but the next day he’s gonna show up at your door with the tickets, rolling his eyes, telling you to get in the car
takes you with him to break laws and steal stuff with him
you’re a total nervous wreck but stan’s laughing and holding your hand and you know that everything’s gonna turn out alright.
he buys you clothes sometimes but he’s not up with fashion, so not usually.
any time he does, its usually because he took mabel shopping and he saw something that he thought you would like
more of a listener than a yapper like he’ll listen to you go on and on about something without stopping. you’re his personal podcast. he also loves when you watch his soap operas with him
hehehe im gonna fuck this old man so hard he’s gonna stop breaking traffic laws
sooo smooth and flirty, but he gets over obviously red in the face and its cute asf
he was kinda insecure about his body at first, but seeing how obsessed you are with him when you guys sleep together, he’s all like “heh, i still got it” and he smirks cuz he’s a little shit
likes to be on top, call him old-fashioned, but he likes looking down at you and seeing your face as he makes you feel good
he’s a man of routine, however you can convince him to do different positions or things in the bedroom because at the end of the day, you’re his everything
he goes slow, doesn’t go crazy and jackhammer into you
last time he went too fast, he threw his back out and you had to run through the shack butt-naked looking for his lumbar support pillow
he doesn’t like to talk about it, it was super embarrassing for the both of you lowkey
you were sweet about it tho, i mean, he is in his 70s and you found it sweet he almost destroyed his back to make you feel good
absolutely lovessss receiving head
he’s alsooo a giver dw, certified muncher??? or wtv they say, but he personally likes getting more
anyway back to the cutesy stuff
sometimes he asks you to help him build some stuff for the shack
you get to see stan be creative and create art, as well as fix stuff around the shack (if soos isn’t around)
a lot of duct tape related fixing, but watching him work is hot so u don’t care
i love u stanley pines i need u so bad pls pls pls ruin my life
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“So you think I’m hot?” Pt. 3
Tyler Owens x Reader
Summary: After nursing you to health, Tyler finally makes a move on you…and you may or may not want to accept it
Contents: some swearing, some blood, and LOTS of fluff
Word count: idk but I think it’s long 😂
Catch up here: Part 1!! Part 2!!
“Y/N!” You hear Kate call from outside. “Are you okay in there?”
You’d fallen asleep after Tyler brought you back to your hotel room. Did Tyler ever leave? If he did, you weren’t going to be able to open the door for Kate. You’re about to panic when you realize there’s something heavy on your stomach.
Not something…someone.
Fuck.
You turn to your left to find a sleeping Tyler cuddled up against you, an arm draped on your stomach the other under your head.
“Y/N, if you can’t get up let us know,” you hear Javi say. “We got an extra key from downstairs.”
FUCK.
“I’m fine!” You yell, startling Tyler but not waking him. “I have crutches but I’m just resting! You guys go on and get data from yesterday’s tornado.”
“Are you sure?” Kate asks.
“Yes!”
“Okay, well text us if you need anything,” you hear her say before their footsteps fade away.
You sigh, turning to Tyler who’s wide awake and smiling at you.
“Good morning sleeping beauty,” you say.
“So I’m a beauty now?” He teases.
“I swear to god Tyler it’s too early for this shit.” You smile.
Tyler only smiles at you, just staring.
“What?” You ask, propping yourself up on your elbows.
“Nothing,” he tells you, crossing his arms behind his head. His biceps bulge in the long-sleeved flannel, making your heart flutter.
Why did that make you wanna touch them?
Tyler notices the way you stare at him and smirks, pumping his bicep muscles in a playful manner. You clear your throat and begin to get off the bed, forgetting about your leg.
“Ow, fuck,” you seethe, your breath hitching in pain.
Tyler sits up in bed, scrambling to your side of the bed before squatting before you.
“Are you okay?” His green eyes searching yours for more signs of pain. “Do you need some pain killers?”
The way his hands hold your right leg makes you feel all tingly inside, the way he looks at you doesn’t help. He’s waiting for you to tell him what’s wrong, worry etched on his handsome face. Even the way his hair, normally styled to perfection, is now all messy seems to do things to you.
Warm and fuzzy feelings begin to form around your heart and you can feel the annoyance you once had for him, melt away.
It’s making you want to do something reckless.
“I’m fine, Tyler,” you tell him. “I forgot about my injury.”
His eyes calm, softening on you before he nods and sniffles.
“You’ve never called me by my first name,” he says softly.
“There’s a first time for everything.”
You stare at one another for a few seconds that feel like hours. The longer you stare, the more you realize how attracted to him you are.
Fuck this is gonna be a problem.
“Do you need me to help you change the bandages?” He asks, clearing the silence.
You nod, handing him the wrapping on the nightstand.
Very carefully, Tyler removes the bandage around your thigh. Concentration fills his facial expression, brows furrowed and tongue out. He stops when you suck in a breath, head jolting to face you.
“Sorry, it’s still kinda tender,” You apologetically tell him.
He smiles up at you before continuing with the dressing.
“So where are you from?” He asks.
You grit your teeth in pain before answering, “Originally, Chicago. I grew up in Tennessee though.”
“What brought you to Tennessee?” He continues.
You realize he’s trying to keep you distracted from the pain and flash him a thankful smile. “My parents wanted to reconnect with nature. They have a little ranch out there.”
“What got you into tornadoes?” He asks, now finishing up with the bandaging.
“There was a really bad tornado,” you whisper. “My family’s farm was destroyed. I think I was eight at the time.” You chuckle. “My Mom was screaming for me to get away from the windows but all I wanted to do was stare up at this beautiful tornado. It was so surreal, it looked like the one from the Wizard Of Oz.”
You smile at the memory. “Mom was so mad when I turned to her and said ‘Look mom, it’s so pretty’.”
Tyler chuckles, hands still on your thigh, lightly caressing the skin below the bandage.
“What about you?” You ask. “What got you into chasing?”
“When I was a kid, I was driving with my aunt,” he starts, smiling at his own memory. “This beautiful cyclone just crossed our path and I couldn’t help but stare. It was gorgeous.”
He laughs before looking down at your leg.
“I was so entranced by it, I didn’t realize my aunt was screaming bloody murder. She was absolutely terrified.”
“Where you?” You ask. “Terrified?”
He looks up at you, the sight of him still kneeling before you making you warm.
“I was.”
Without thinking, you lean forward, placing your hands on Tyler’s shoulders.
They’re warm, muscular.
You snake your hands up his neck, resting on either side of his face. You brush your thumbs on his cheeks and back to his ears, watching as Tyler’s eyes roll to the back of his head and his eyelids flutter.
You didn’t know what came over you to do that. You felt the urge to do it so you did it.
When his eyes open again, you smile at him. Genuinely and thankful.
“Thank you,” you start, whispering as if someone would hear you. “For helping me.”
Tyler leans forward, just inches from your lips. His head was tilted up, waiting for you to finish crossing the line you dangled right before him.
“You’re welcome, darling,” he whispers right back.
You open your legs, scooting forward to have him between you. Arms wrap around your waist as Tyler pulls you close, careful not to touch your bad leg. You hold on tightly, wrapping your arms around Tyler’s neck as he lifts you.
You’re so close now, you wanted to kiss him. This was nothing like you’d ever imagined. Never mind with him.
For the few months you’d known him, you wanted to strangle him. But maybe it was just your mind trying to make sure you don’t fall for him. After all, he was your type.
Tall, handsome, rugged, and absolutely annoyingly reckless.
“Tyler,” you whisper.
“Yeah?”
“I would really like to kiss you,” you tell him truthfully.
“Me too.”
“But I’m in so much pain.”
He quickly says you down, still holding you by the waist. “I’m sorry.”
You smile, cupping his cheek in your hand. “Try again in a week when I’m healed.”
He smiles down at you, leaning close and kissing your cheek.
“Deal.”
A/N: Okay yes, I’m gonna have a part 4 bc they NEED to kiss 😂
Next part!!!
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