#platonic bill cipher x reader

[alex-rambles]

Sorry if this is weird but could you make headcanons on platonic yandere bill where he ends up viewing the reader like we are his own child? And it’s more like a messed up father and child relationship and bond but the reader ultimately wants nothing to do with him

Tw for groomy behavior that isn't sexual but still groomy

-You're most likely a person who has been an outcast for a very long time

-He has probably had his eye on you for a very long time

-Parental feelings are beyond foreign to him, so he displays them in a very messed up way

-Actually

-When you were a kid, he appeared, trying to isolate you from your parents, slowly and subtly

-Of course he knows children are easy to manipulate- but not you

-His flattery didn't do it for you

-You stuck with your actual parents

-This pisses him off

-You're his, not theirs

-He saw himself in you

-Still, he continues trying

-Flattery. Mentions of a future reward (what would it be? Only he knows). The odd threat against your parents and other loved ones

-But you won't budge

-You reach adulthood, only to cut him off

-You stop hearing him out. Everytime he showed up in your dreams, you'd force yourself awake

-This is unhealthy, you are not getting any sleep

-Bill hates it

-He forces you into the mindsdape once, but it cost him a lot of energy

-And it wasn't even worth it! You just ignored him

-Weirdmaggedon arrives. You get kidnapped immediately. You're in the Fearamid the second he's done making his presence known to the townsfolk

-But you still refuse to even talk to him

-It pisses him off

-He wants you to depend on him. He wants you to call him "mom" or "dad"

-But you won't

-He may just kill you

-Or he might die before he has the chance

[snakewithawitchhat]

Bill Headcanons

I have enough of these to fill up my guts whatever that means

Includes: Normal, readerxbill platonic, readerxbill romantic, freaky stuff he into

Normal

He definitely said skibidi once because he had no idea what it meant or where it came from

He would probably honest to god enjoy interacting with an iPad kid because he thinks they're fucking funny

Tea person over coffee

Probably reads books on the randomest subjects. Mostly they all have human psychology in common, though. Or anatomy.

His favorite kids movie is Wreck It Ralph, favorite adult movie is Shawn of The Dead (He doesn't believe British people are actually real and finds the movie funny), favorite horror movie is probably something really obscure and is just plain goreporn or something like that.

(In my opinion) I feel like if he had a more anthropomorphic form (legs and arms and body) it would probably be something VERY weird core or something like that. Like, extra limbs, weird ass colors, and random effects. He'd probably keep the triangle imagery, though.

Would definitely just say random ass shit to freak people out

He has a thing for teeth. Not, like, a weird thing or a sex thing. He just really thinks they're cool.

If he had an iPad... he'd spend all day either being your standard reddit user or an iPad kid.

Probably like King from The Owl House sometimes.

Speaking of TOH, he met The Collector once. He thought the kid was neat and played a few games of chess with him before leaving. Probably one of the inspirations for The Collector's insaneness

He also met The Core from Amphibia. Or at least knew the core existed.

His favorite human color is either red, yellow, or orange. It's really everything on the hot side of the color wheel tbh.

Platonic X reader

Dream invasion time-- He would SO rummage through your mind if you made a deal with him.

If you pissed him off, he'd probably jab a fork in your arm while possessing you. He wouldn't be as insane as he was with Stanford's body, though. He wants yours to work properly.

Dream demon or not, he probably had a Drea- NIGHTMARE... it was SO a nightmare... about having more fun with you if you built the portal.

Would be touchy. Not in a weird way (if you ask, he'll stop) but he'll just, like, pat your shoulder or something like that.

If Weirdmageddon 2 happens he is SO finding you and inviting you to his party. You're coming, too. You don't got a choice. Womp womp.

If one of his friends were to eat you, he'd probably be disappointed as all hell, but it really depends on how close you are with him. Besties? He'd kill that monster and resurrect you with the parts left. Just acquaintances? Who are you again?

Would still possess you even after he gets a physical form. (he likes to prank you)

Romantic X reader

Clingy bastard. If your insert is mortal, he'll be by your side 24/7 if Weirdmageddon is happening. Even if your insert ISN'T mortal.

Would be even MORE touchy.

He'd set up boundaries and be clear with his own while probably ignoring yours. (he isn't a great partner)

It's probably a toxic one-sided relationship at first. Bill is NOT a good person at ALL. He always had a goal in mind. He sees his romantic interest of you as a little thing that just ALSO happened.

Probably gets flustered by affection really easily if you're the one showing it.

He won't know much about human affections, so you'll probably have to show him the ropes.

Before you do THAT, though, he'll probably just bite you (with his freaky fucking eyeball mouth thing). Not even as a sexual or possessive thing. He just likes to bite you. It's like an awkward thing he can't control. Get too close and he can feel your warmth? Bite. Bite. BITE. It's not light stuff, though. It's always hard enough to draw blood. Purposeful or not. (It's not on purpose)

He doesn't get JEALOUS, but he does get a little insecure if you start getting infatuated with someone else.

If you're hurt from someone, you BEST know he's overprotective as fuck. Your puny mortal body is pathetic, but if you lose it, he loses you, too.

You aren't aging ever again. You aren't DYING ever again. No. He won't let you die ever. Body is giving out? Here's a new one. Forgetting...? No, he'll plant more memories in your mind. He's too late and you're dead...? No you aren't... You'll always be conscious. Whether your body is rotting around your mind or not.

Sex junk

Sadist. 100% all the way. Not even light things, like slaps. No, if you consent, he will full on break your bones.

He doesn't feel sexual gratification like humans do, so it's more of just something he'll do to either please or displease you. Whichever one, it's almost always about how you feel.

He doesn't have a dick, so you'll be on the receiving end always. Unless you REALLY want to give.

He has a giant eyeball on him. He definitely likes to watch.

Always tops because there isn't much you can do to dominate him. He'll try to let you if you really wanna, but it probably won't be the easiest.

Blood kink. That's it. He thinks it's so pretty on you. Especially if it's yours.

[apollowhoo]

could you pleasee do a gravity falls one shot?

so basically Bill Cipher meets the youngest Pines member but they're like 3-4 years old. And basically Bill doesn't know how to react, he's all confused but also in awe. Make it fluff and i know it's going to be hard to write this as canon Bill Cipher so you can ignore if you want <33

Bill Cipher x Child!Reader (PLATONIC)

The forest surroundcing the Mystery Shack was quiet. Somewhere between dimensions, floating lazily, was Bill Cipher, his single eye half-lidded with boredom. His typical schemes to cause chaos were on hold, and for once, he was simply… existing.

That’s when he heard it—a soft giggle, light as a feather. Bill’s eye snapped open, immediately. There, standing among the wildflowers, was a small figure with messy hair, chubby cheeks, and a bright, curious gaze.

The youngest member of the Pines family.

His eye narrows slightly. A little kid, no older than three or four, was staring right up at him. Her tiny hands gripping a stuffed animal that seemed to be some kind of hybrid between a cat and a duck—perfectly nonsensical, just the way Bill liked things.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Bill floated closer, his voice carrying its usual sarcasm. “A little ankle-biter out all alone? Shouldn’t you be with your oh-so-boring family?”

The girl tilted her head, eyes wide and sparkling with the kind of innocence Bill found really weird. She didn't seemed scared. She suddenly reaches out, poking Bill with a tiny finger in pure curiosity.

Bill’s eye widened a little in surprise. Most people who encountered him would either scream, run, or try to strike some ridiculous bargain. But this little human? She just poked him like he was some new toy.

“Hey, hey! Hands off the merchandise!” Bill exclaimed. He wondered, why wasn’t she afraid? Why wasn’t she running? And why, in all his chaotic glory, did he find this child so… interesting?

The child giggled again, a bubbly sound that seemed to echo in Bill’s mind. She pointed at him with her free hand, her other continuing to clutching her stuffed toy close.

“Triangle!” she declared proudly, their voice high-pitched and filled with wonder.

Bill let out a bark of laughter, genuinely amused. “Oh, you’re a smart one, aren’t you? That’s right, kiddo. I’m a triangle, the best triangle you’ll ever meet. Got any other shapes in that little brain of yours?”

The kid smiled. They started babbling, half-formed words about god know what, pointing excitedly as if expecting Bill to just understand them. The demon was used to others feeling fear, but this… this innocent curiosity was something else.

“Alright, kid, slow down,” Bill said. “You think I can just whip up stars and moons like a party trick? You’re talking to Bill Cipher, not some street magician.”

For the first time in… well, forever, Bill felt utterly out of his element. He could outsmart the smartest, scare the toughest, and twist anyone around his finger, but this kid? She just saw him entertainig.

Bill hovered beside them, his eye following them every move. He had cought a small, harmless ball of light, flickering in and out of existence.

“Yeah, yeah, enjoy it while it lasts, kid,” Bill mumbled, though there was no more venom in his voice.

The girl just grinned, leaning her head against his triangular form as if he were just another friend, not a demon with a penchant for chaos. Bill let her, floating there quietly as the sun dipped lower in the sky.

For once, he wasn’t planning anything. No schemes, no deals, no manipulation. Just a strange, peaceful moment with a little human who saw him not as a threat .

And for reasons Bill couldn’t quite fathom, he didn’t mind it one bit.

[triannel]

yippee :33

May i please request a bill headcanon thingy about what he’d do if randomly a baby Euclidian appeared in front of him and gets attached to him like an imprinted baby duck to a mother duck (a good while after his home 💥 so a little angst would be lovely :33)

oh and from a baby reader POV but obvs platonic thank you ! <33

I'm sorry but I don't really know what a baby Euclidian is so I googled it and it lead me to something related to geometry... I have not at all read the book but I'm guessing that this is related to where Bill came from.

-Gazing onto the dark abyss of his former home, his eye focuses on the floating ashes around him. The cogs in his mind twisted then turned and finally, a tear dropped from his eye, then another, and another. "No no no nononononononononoononononono"

-Floating around to and fro. The darkness seemed to stretch as far as it could. Then, he hears something, someone was near

-Eventually he found you, floating around just like he was. 'Where did you come from? Who are you?' was all he could think as he stared at you.

-Once you caught a glimpse of him, you smiled sweetly and tried to grab him. He held you, still confused and shocked someone else other than himself had survived.

-He contemplated on leaving you, maybe someone was looking for you? Or perhaps the area is where you are supposed to be. He doesn't exactly need this sort of trouble right now, his mind is incredibly troubled and he did not want to take care of a baby right now...

-But eventually, he would end up taking you in, your clinginess added to how difficult it would take to be rid of you.

-He'll eventually grow very fond of you though as he would most likely just ramble on, with you understanding nothing from anything he spouts.

-With you as his companion, it made it easier for him to wander around the dying dimension you both called home. Of course he'd still get flashbacks to what happened, but somehow you'd always get him into a good mood when it happens though, and he greatly appreciates that.

-Although it would be difficult for him to take care for you, once a bond is formed he would do his best to keep you safe and sound.

Reader POV:

-A loud bang was heard everywhere, and just behind you, the terrain of your world burned brightly like the sun. Once the flame's ate all that it could, you were alone, crying, confused.

-But then, someone found you. A triangle.

-When he did, you just smiled back at him. You couldn't exactly comprehend anything clearly but something told you that perhaps he'll be your new caretaker.

-He would hold you a bit awkwardly at first, and you would only keep grabbing at his sides as you babbled.

-As he rambles on about something, you just stare at him blankly, not comprehending anything he's trying to speak of. But you did understand the frown on his face.

-Everytime he has that expression on, you would just babble with him. Of course since you are but a Euclidian baby, you wouldn't really pay attention at times.

-In the end, you would be his companion in the long journey that Bill started. You don't know where both of you are heading to, but you're just happy to have a dad in all honesty.

Here you go anon, I hope you liked it. I wrote Bill kinder here because I assume that he must have been kinder in his earlier years.

[scaredycatqlt]

Some silly platonic headcanons of bill cipher x reader pls?

Oh hell yeah!!! I love my lil AroAce triangle >:3

Bill Cipher X Reader [PLATONIC!]

Alright, well, for starters, how you became friends could vary.

Either you’re some messed up otherworldly creature with a thirst for chaos and destruction like him, or some unsuspecting human. Or maybe you knew what you were doing? Who knows! Bill knows.

Regardless, at first he doesn’t pay you much mind. You’re simply another pawn on the chessboard to him.

He can get bored easy, so he hangs out around you a lot. Not for long, mainly frequent short visits.

He finds you amusing, you and your antics! If you’re a dimensional thing like him, he’s quick to invite you to join him in wrecking havoc. If you’re a human, he’s more still in the ‘I’m better lol’ mindset.

When you guys are finally friends, he will try to convince you to let him possess you. Not all the time! And very infrequently! Come on, won’t you help a pal out?

His love language (PLATONICALLY) is acts of service and gift giving. He’s not an emotional being by any means at all, so this is how he expresses his care for you.

As canonically presented, his gifts are kinda…..messed up.

deer teeth, a eternal screaming head, weird shit in general.

Also with acts of service he totally offers to take care of anything bothering you. Someone annoyed you? He can get rid of them! Don’t you worry your fuzzy little head!

A litttlleeee bit of a platonic yandere but who here’s surprised….

He does a lot of small things for you that you might not notice. Like picking something up, summoning an object, giving you whatever small thing you happen to want at that time, yeah.

If something happened to you he’d probably go crazy ngl.

You’re like his partner in crime!

Also, if you’re human he makes sure you’re taking care of your meat-suit properly.

Have you drank water? Eaten? Slept? Done all the human things?

One last thing, I feel like Bill would love Doritos. I know this kinda doesn’t match the theme, but there used to be this whole ‘Bill hates Doritos they’re his species :(‘ kinda thing and while it is funny, personally I disagree. I think he’d find it hilarious, and probably eat them specifically because they look like him. He’s a little creacher.

Here they are!! Again, sorry it took forever. I’ve been busy with school n shit, but I’m working on these requests one by one.

[ciphercalamitiez]

oh god wheatley x reader x bill headcanons … [ aimed for platonic ]

I only did this because I didn’t know who to choose between (I wanted to do platonic bill and platonic Wheatley headcanons but then this idea pinged in mind..)

this MAY be a little OOC (or really OOC i hope It’s not) so uhh SORRY IF IT IS WAAAHHH (also I know you’re gonna see this Roman, hie)

—•—

hohoho oh boy. this duo you’re dealing with is past chaOTIC.

being the middle ground of these two is absolutely hellish. two talkative beings, both make bad decisions. bonus if you are just as chaotic as they are combined.

wheatley frequently argues with bill yet bill is the only one who can come up with comebacks that make sense. if anything, wheatley once screamed out “deez nuts” as an argument when bickering with the triangle guy

you can’t go a night without hearing something crash in the living room

okay arguing aside, when these two are passive with each other you three make a great trio seriously

wheatley likes to tell you about what’s on his mind and asks the dumbest shit known to man (he also asks unanswerable questions. none of them make sense) but you don’t mind yet you try to answer them, or you flat out just stare at him with confusion or idk whatever emotion, he’ll just be looking at you expectantly for your answer

bill answers the questions if you can’t first or answers after you. he makes sure his answers are as snarky as possible which makes Wheatley want to punch him (if Wheatley is human/Android in here, he will.)

cue more arguing here ☠️

anyway, hugging the two is weird but oddly nice. 

if you project Wheatley to be human/android, he’s fairly awkward when it comes to hugging (he tenses up occasionally in the hug, he doesn’t mean to) and depending on his mood, his grip can be soft to rib crushing hard, either type of hugging is nice.. hopefully. he also comments on everything during the hugs unless you ask for him not to. don’t worry, he’ll be fine with shutting up or not!

if you’re hugging the wheatBALL, he can’t really hug back sadly :( but he’ll nuzzle up against you to show that he’s enjoying it!!

hugging bill can either hurt or not. his main way of hugging is probably worse than Wheatley’s rib crushing hugs so you can barely breathe in them. however if he’s feeling nice enough or he’s feeling down/not like himself, he’ll simply just limply wrap his arms around you and rest against you

DO NOT LET THESE TWO IDIOTS COOK. NONE OF THEM CAN COOK FOR SHIT OH MY GOD

you three tried to bake a cake once together (by Wheatley’s request)

The kitchen ended up in flames and shambles and there is rubble falling off the ceiling and flour everywhere

you three commit war crimes together (bill comes up with the most heinous shit to break, wheatley’s actions go unsupervised sometimes and ends up inevitably screwing the plan up, and you have to drag them out of there)

bill and wheatley are both (jokingly) mean to each other (mostly on purpose,) argument or not but are very soft towards you and you only (not really for bill but he’ll be more considerate for you, unless you’re okay with being ((halfheartedly)) jokingly insulted, then he’ll treat you a bit more like wheatley)

when they do get along they are hellish, it’s guaranteed you’ll wake up to cats by TLT playing in the living room and the two are bouncing around together and laughing, it’s actually heartwarming

so many. pillow forts. (too many pillow forts) bill enlarged the pillows and it turned into a literal soft ass kingdom, you guys even had THRONES AND PILLOW GUARDS?? truly reality warping but it’s really pretty inside the fort

bill calls dibs on being the king so he could sit on the throne all the time, that idea gets thrown off easily though when you and Wheatley bounced around. he joined in the bouncing rather than sitting around in the soft throne

you three get into cuddle piles easily and fall asleep together, Wheatley is a heavy sleeper and bill is a light sleeper most of the time. or it could be vice versa :')

despite the fact you three are mean (again mainly Wheatley and bill against each other) to each other sometimes, you all genuinely care for each other and are really close to each other

when it comes to venting out problems, bill is usually the one to show his sympathy through physical affection (such as gentle hand squeezes in understanding) meanwhile Wheatley says the more reassuring and emotion filled things. it’s a great deal fr fr

after Everytime someone vents, everyone gets back into a group hug

in summary, you three are the bomb the slay the sillies and you wouldn’t trade any of these idiots for anyone else 

—•—

i was planning on only sending this in discord but it hit the limit so COUGH

[butterfly-buck]

words: 2086

pov: 2nd

warnings: n/a (lmk)

“You did WHAT?!”

The liminal space shook with the force of the screech. 

“You SPLIT ME?!”

“Correction, you split you. This is all part of the arrangement that you and I had all those eons ago.” “SO WHAT IS THIS BODY THEN? A-A SENTIENT FRAGMENT?”

“Indeed, you may say so. You are one of three, in fact. As for the other two… Well , one, I have hidden in plain sight. The other, I have hidden far away…” The Axolotl’s voice grows amused. “Two of the three are demons. Two of the three are scoundrels. Two of the three are mortal. It is an even split, I assure you.” “You… YOU-” “I had promised that you would live again. You are now given the opportunity to live three extra lives. I would say that I have gone above and beyond your request.” Bill cried, with the demeanor akin to that of a whiny child.

“I CAN’T LIVE LIKE THIS! YOU TRICKED ME, YOU SLIMY CHEATING-” 

“Now now, Cipher,” the God spoke gently. “None of that. I may be a brother but I do not do name-calling.” 

“--BACK-STABBING DOUBLE-CROSSING LYING--!!”

The Axolotl leaned in real close, the smile on their face persisting. Their words were stern, but not unkind as they told Bill, “Including your very first… the life that you are currently experiencing… is your FOURTH. I recommend that you stop complaining. Especially when considering that this one is the only one in which your memories still currently persist. Waste this, and they will be lost, meaningless. You have them for a reason. Make them count, Cipher.”

Angry triangle noises. Bill was just grumbling to himself at this point.

“Oh. One more thing.” “WHAAT.”

The Axolotl lowered themself to look Cipher in the eye. “You rule on borrowed energy.” 

“UGH. THIS AGAIN.”

“Your trade is that of bargaining, you know how this works. I am a generous being, and I have given you much expecting nothing in return. But you cannot hold onto my power forever.” “WHY NOT?”

There was a deafening rumble that put a shake in the knee of even the chaos lord himself. 

“Because all energy is borrowed. Sooner or later - namely, when you expire, once and for all…”

More angry grumbling.

“...That energy has to go somewhere.”

“What, like a lightning-to-the-ground situation?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of… a lightning rod.”

“What.” 

“Find an outlet. A concentrated one.” 

“What, like a battery?” Bill belted out a laugh. “This type of energy could power a civilization for eons. I actively avoid being that noble, you know.” 

“Whichever you choose. In any case, you may as well do this for me. You cannot use the full extent of your power anymore anyways.” “I can’t WHAT? EXCUSE ME??” “You are not the full extent of Bill Cipher.” 

The Axolotl looked amused. Beady black eyes, sweet smile, almost mocking him. He glared.

“WELL then, wise guy, what outlet do you have in mind? You have a plot for everything, let’s just hear it and get it over with.”

“Well, there are many species in the multiverse that could handle such power--”

“You want me to give it to a SAPIENT??”

“--but I was thinking more along the lines of.. A human.” “HUMANS?” Bill looked outraged. “AFTER WHAT THOSE THINGS PUT ME THROUGH? THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF INCOMPETENCE AND INADEQUACY? THAT RACE IS MORONIC.”

“Is this going to be an issue?” 

Bill stared up. He seethed silently to himself, calculating. Then, he exhaled.

“...At least give me someone who’s pathetic so I can have fun breaking them.”

“I will give you someone who matches you.”

The demon’s eyes lit up. “Chaotic? RUTHLESS? FUN???”

“Empathic. Kind. Easy-going.”

“Pitiful,” Bill spat.

“Exactly.” The Axolotl smiled. “Your definition of the word. They will match you.”

Bill never understood this frilly bastard’s logic. 

“And how am I supposed to find this dumb human?”

“Fear not, they will find you.” 

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The time change was really kicking your butt.

Dragging yourself out of bed at what felt like an ungodly hour of the morning after a long night of research was an agonizing process. It was so cold… Your bed was calling you. You longed to answer. But alas, for some reason you had a “responsibility” to “be at work” or whatever. Apparently gaining phenomenal cosmic powers did not exclude you from the clutches of a capitalist society. Sighh. Personally, that seemed like a ripoff to you. 

After dragging your ass away from the sweet nirvana that was under your blankets, haphazardly throwing on a clean set of clothes and stuffing a half-assed breakfast down your gullet, you stood with the door open, jaw incredulously agape, staring at the snow-covered everything. It was spring yesterday. You couldn’t believe it. You let out an irritated scoff. Damn you, March.

Muttering under your breath, you retrieved your ice scraper. 

You cursed under your breath as it billowed out in puffs of white. “Cold.. It’s so, so cold. It’s March, why’s it gotta be s-so damn c-cold--”

“HEY I HAVE AN IDEA!”

“WAH--”

The demon’s sudden appearance startled you, and the ice scraper was promptly flying out of your hands. It landed with a clatter somewhere on the driveway. “JESUS, BILL, STOP DOING THAT!”

“Oh, you’ll get used to it!” He cackled. 

You groaned. “What do you waaaant, it’s earlyyyyyy.”

“Is that any way to greet your mentor?” You gave him a look. He just laughed. “I would argue that bright and early is the PERFECT time for me to appear! You’re all huffy because your meat robot’s circadian rhythm is all thrown off,--”

“You just want to be annoying.”

“I want to train you to be your best! And to do that, we have to start at your very worst! Or something along those lines. And I wanted to be annoying.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for this right now, I’ve gotta go to work.” As you reached down to pick up the ice scraper, Bill suddenly appeared in front of you at a speed so jarring it felt violent. You nearly jumped out of your skin.

“Hold it! You don’t need that.”

“What?”

“You don’t need it!” Bill repeated. There was a prideful sparkle in his eye. “You’re going to lift the snow off the car without it.”

“What.” You stared at him. “You want me to use my hands?”

“I want you to use your mind!” The triangle demon tapped his side where his temple should be.

You sighed, reiterating, “Bill, I don’t have time for this.”

“Yes you do!”

“I really do not.” You reached for the scraper. It dissolved before your eyes and appeared in Bill’s hand. “BILL.”

You swiped at the demon. He easily dodged out of the way. 

“Come on, just let me-” Another unsuccessful swipe.

He scolded. “NO. BAD.”

“Bill I swear to god I am going to be late because of you-”

“No you’re nooot!~” the demon singsonged. Still gripping the scraper, he showed his wrist, where a watch had apparently materialized. He tapped the glass. There was an absence of ticking, the clock was completely still.

“...You stopped time.” It was a deadpan statement, not a question.

“Slowed it, actually, but in human perception, what’s the difference?”

“Bi-i-i-illlll,” you groaned. 

“Now you have plenty of time because time is relative! Haha!”

“This is stupid. I could be done in five minutes if you just give me the damn ice scraper-”

“TOOLS ARE FOR SAVAGES!”

“Tools are what aided the evolution of mankind.”

“EVEN MONKEYS USE TOOLS. Actually, it’s the ability to write history that makes you guys so ‘special’. You gave up your long-term memory for more brain-power,” Bill cackled out. “You became reliant on outside sources of information in order to discover more complicated forms of the scientific method a few millennia earlier! You could have had both but nOoOo, you had to rUsH iT!”

He stopped laughing rather suddenly, and stared at you.

He said your name. “I know you can do this.” 

…

  “I gave you half of my power as a god, isn’t that a tool enough?”

…You sighed. “Fine. As long as this is quick. The world might wait but I won’t.”

“Excellent! Now stand up straight, my pupil! It’s reality-bending time!”

“Yippie.” 

You would have been more excited if you weren’t up an hour earlier than usual. 

“That’s the spirit! Now, imagination comes naturally to me so I need to pinpoint where you’re lacking.” You shot him a fiery look. He continued unbothered as though he didn’t notice. “Just try to remove the snow with your mind. Make it disappear, any way you see fit.”

…Well, nothing that was coming to mind seemed to be working. You willed it, but nothing happened.

“Hm… I think you have a concentration problem. Try holding out your hand at it. That helps humans focus, right?” 

You stared at the car, arm outstretched. Almost like a superhero. You were amused by the thought. Or a supervillain. 

The car suddenly crumpled in on itself, crushed into a sad lump of useless metal by an unseen force. In other words: beyond totalled. Your hands flew up to your head in panic. “FUCK.”

“Well that’s not it.” Bill was stroking the space above his tie, as though there was a chin there. He snapped his fingers and the car reformed, easing your panic a little. That’s right, he can do that..

“Give it another shot. On the snow this time.”

Biting back a remark, you tried again, clenching your hand so intensely that it shook. 

To your astonishment.. particle by particle, the snow lifted, until nothing remained but white mass hovering above your car.

Bill whistled. “Nice, kid!” 

You parted your jaws to tell him to let you focus, but the tiny distraction was all it took. The snow dropped back onto the vehicle. And an additional four feet fell all around you as well. You were nearly buried, only your shoulders and your raised hand remained above the snow. 

Cold. Cold cold cold holy baby Jesus that’s cold-- Also did I do that??

The demon laughed out, grabbed your hand and pulled you up. You stood atop the powder snow, shivering too much to think about how you weren’t sinking. None of this makes sense, that’s the only thing that DOES make sense.

“You’ve got some kickback to ya! No worries, I’m sure that’ll go away in time.” He waved his hand to clear the new layer of snow away, returning it all to the sky. “Probably.” 

“Can you please just let me go to work now.”

“You would really rather go to work than spend time with me?” Bill clasped his hands together, feigning an innocent expression. At the look you gave him, he just laughed, clearing the snow off your car as well. “Fiiine, I’ll pretend I’m not hurt.”

“Thank you.” Bill watched you slip into the driver’s seat, reach to turn the car on (having completely forgotten that you’d done that already) and…. “Oh my god.”

Curious, the demon pops into the passenger’s seat. “What?”

You were leaning back, head against the headrest, staring in disbelief. “I’m out of gas. I meant to fill it yesterday, I totally forgot.. Was I really running on empty when I got home…?”

“Oh, easy! My apprentice, you forget too often that you have the world’s most powerful being as your mentor!” Bill cracked his knuckles and snapped his fingers. The engine roared to life, and the dial read a miraculously full tank.

“O..oh. Forgot.. you could do that. Again.”

“It’s no problem, hotshot!” He sounded smug. “Well- maybe problem for your neighbors, but I’m sure they won’t notice.”

You sat up. “You took my neighbors’ gas??”

“Yeah? It had to come from somewhere. Can’t make something out of nothing, you know!”

“Bill, that’s stealing!”

“Hey, you needed it more than they do! Sheesh kid, ya try to do something nice for once..”

You stared at the demon. He stared back. 

“....Fine, okay, just this once. But don’t do it again.”

“As long as you don’t forget to refill it again!” Bill laughs at your grumbling. You mumbled something, and a smug look flashed in the demon’s eye. “Sorry, whassat?”

“I said thank you.”

“Why, you are very welcome.” Even without a mouth, the shit-eating grin was there. He ruffled your hair and tipped his hat. “Enjoy licking capitalism’s boot, Humie!” 

“Gee. Thanks Bill.”

“And hey. Drive safe.” With that, the demon vanished. 

[amooo1023]

Originally I made this in october 3rd but it ended up taking longer time because of inconveniences. I barely have any time for activities because of college. This will probably be the only thing I do for the 2022 billtober, sorry. But hey it's still a fic, you can use it as a prompt if any of you viewers want! Anyways enjoy this very short fic.

Game of chess (billtober 2022) READER-INSERT

"NO!" "YES!" The victorious triangle cheers. Bill Cipher, a dream demon of many, said to have destroyed countless of universes, most would fear for their lives of even thinking about him. Yet here you were playing chess with him. And you were NOT giving up. "How do you always keep winning? IT'S UNFAIR!" You yell, slamming your head into the chessboard. Which phased right through you. "Kid, I've been around for YEARS! I've played chess before your grandma was even BORN!" He did have a point, but that didn't make it any more fair.  Were you ever going to beat him? "Yeah that's right, kid. YOU'LL NEVER BEAT ME! NOT EVEN IN YOUR AFTERLIFE!" "Shut up, Bill. Save it for later, I'm going to beat you and you're going to whine. You will face my wrath in this game of mind chess."

Bill Cipher laughs, close to being hysterical. You only glared at him even more. "OH, AND HOW ARE YOU GOING TO DO THAT KID? I CAN READ YOUR MIND, THIS GAME IS PRACTICALLY RIGGED AGAINST YOU." He mocked, all the chess pieces already rearranging. You shot him a smug grin, hiding all the sore-loser energy you felt. "I am going to make it impossible for you to distinguish what move I'll make, in my mind." Bill shot you a smug looking expression, as well as he could.

"Good luck with that, kid." You laughed. "I won't need luck!" You both continued to play, each chess piece screaming in agony whenever you moved them. Bill getting more and more frustrated at each turn you managed to land. Eventually you had enough, and you took his pawns away from him. You move your bishop to his last pawn, taking away the pawn. The pawn leaves off a child's scream before it leaves the board, taking over the board completely. The only thing left was his king. Bill stares wide eyed at you in shock and frustration.

"HEY!" You grin deviously. "Told you I'd win." You move your queen down towards the king. "Check-" You finally place the queen and let go of the piece, finishing your turn. "-mate."

Hope you enjoyed! This can be seen as platonic or romantic, I don't really care what you choose.

[yandere-randomfandom]

hi!!! omg i just discovered your blog and i’m in LOVE! could i request yandere stanford pines (platonic or romantic or some other type is up to you) with a reader who is a reincarnated euclidean/flatworlder/dream demon? (i don’t know if you’re familiar with same coin theory, but that’s my inspiration!) preferably with no/limited memories of their past life? i imagine ford would be pretty suspicious at first because of his experiences with bill, maybe even try to kill them… but who knows if those feelings will change… that, or maybe he would get obsessed with them as a replacement muse… lots of possibilities! feel free to change/add anything to the concept, or if it doesn’t interest you, i’d appreciate any yandere ford in general! thank you!!!

Yandere!Stanford Pines x Godling!Reader

this took me a while, but i finally got around to writing it! thank you for your kind words, anon! this one contains continuous drabbles— because this is so long, feel free to point out any mistakes

🌑

You have been summoned.

Even from your deep slumber, the presence of other ghastly beings roaming around the dimension was painfully obvious to you. How curious; they don't seem to belong here.

"You. You grant wishes right? No deals?"

The one who summoned you flinched when you made eye contact. With their chin lifted, they tried to seem intimidating, yet the tremble of their lips and the quaking of their legs gave them away.

"Indeed, but," you replied, smiling to the best of your ability. You hovered around them, critically observing their physical body, and, by extension, their soul.

They are nothing short of terrified. But intriguingly, their fear does not mainly stem from your presence.

"Pray tell," you mused, twirling their hair with your fingers, "what happened here, dear human? I've been asleep for some time, so I request a small favor: answer my question."

Because if you had to be honest, you have no fucking idea what's happening right now. The longer you stay awake, the more you realize that you have no memory of your past.

"Bill Cipher happened. This is the Weirdmaggedon," they answered, their body shaking more intensely. You paused. "I don't know what he wants. Please, all I ask is for you to transfer me and my family somewhere safe. The ones I care about have turned to stone. We just want to be happy. Please."

A giggle escaped you. "A noble wish. Very well, I shall send you and your family to the nearest safe place."

You placed your hand on the top of their head, and they vanished out of thin air.

Humming a tune, you made your way out of the cave where you had been trapped and finally saw the world outside.

...

Swirling colors and chaotic phenomena surrounded you. What a monstrosity. Someone else has taken over this area—Bill Cipher, was it?

Turning your head, you saw an enormous bubble wrapped in chains. A grin stretched across your face.

So that’s where you sent your summoner.

🌒

Weirdmaggedon is officially over.

Stanford knew that. Bill is gone. His brother is slowly but surely regaining his memories back. Everything was going to be... normal again.

As normal as it can be anyway. A sigh left Ford when he rolled over to his side, staring at practically nothing. The room is pitch black.

He closed his eyes.

...

It's bright. With a gasp, his eyes snapped open.

A familiar field. The gentle breeze doesn't calm him down in the slightest. He's back here. Again. Why? Did Bill somehow escape? Is he out for revenge? That stupid dream demon—!!

"Gree—"

Ford shouted, immediately swinging his fist at you. You dodged swiftly in time.

"—tings! Woah!" you huffed, taking extra care to ensure he didn’t land a finger on you. "Is this how you usually greet a higher being, Stanford Pines?"

The human’s heart races uncontrollably. This can’t be happening. "Bill, what twisted form have you taken now? Didn’t we destroy you already?!"

You blinked, then laughed. "I'm not Bill, silly! He's long gone, I'm pretty sure. How should I know?"

Not Bill? What kind of nonsense are you spewing out? Stanford's expression darkened. This might be a dream, but he really didn’t want to deal with you—especially not after everything that had just happened.

You immediately noticed his demeanor.

"...Oh. I'm sorry," you muttered, getting close enough to meet his eyes. They widened at your words. "I didn't mean to laugh at your misery. I've just been so confused lately."

"What?" was all Ford could manage to say.

"I heard all about you," you said carefully, making gestures with your hands. "Human with six fingers. The man who freed Bill Cipher. Who has traveled across dimensions."

"Who told you...?"

You smiled. "I asked many—don't worry about that part. I was wondering if you could tell me anything about myself. You seem to know a lot, Pines."

Ford woke up.

Was that just a dream? Were you even real? Bill is long gone, dead. Isn't he? He won't find the answers to his questions until he falls asleep again.

🌓

Ford doesn't do anything about you until he's sure of himself. You were definitely just a figment of his imagination, right? A dream.

That’s exactly why he couldn’t believe it when you showed up again. A stupid, curious expression on your face.

And this time, Ford took it upon himself to try and kill you.

"Urk! Don’t do this! I understand you're traumatized, but I really am just trying to find my home!" you stammered, flying and dodging every attack he threw your way.

This is weird. You’re saying things Bill would never say. Is he really trying the opposite approach just to manipulate Ford again?

A massive blast from a cannon struck you.

To both of your surprise, the attack did absolutely nothing to damage you.

"I'm alive!" you exclaimed with glee, up in the air, comically rotating from the impact. "Done yet, Pines? I simply want to talk, you know!"

... Of course. Both of you are untouchable in the dreamscape. While you can imagine anything within both the mind and the dream, a being like Bill isn't stupid enough to enter with his actual body. Guess it worked the same way for you, too. It was still worth a shot.

Ford woke up.

🌔

"Finally ready?"

You tittered at him up from above. Ford narrowed his eyes at you.

"What do you want?" he deadpanned. "You're not here to make a deal, are you?"

"Deals are not my forte," you said, showing him a negative gesture. "I do wishes. But if I have to admit, I wouldn't wish something from me either."

"So you trick people," he replied, gritting his teeth. "Why do you feel the need to do that? What benefits do you gain?"

You glanced at the side before looking back at him, shrugging. "I don't remember."

"Is that so? How many wishes?"

"One."

His eyebrows furrowed. "Bill—"

"I am not Bill," for the first time since you've met him, your voice finally sounded firm. "As far as we both know, he is gone."

"... What is your name, then?"

"I don't remember."

🌕

A frustrated huff left Ford as he rubbed between his eyebrows. You giggled, pushing your hand through his hair. It's soft.

"You're not being helpful at all," he said.

"Apologies," you replied, looking sheepish. "It's hard to answer your questions if I know nothing."

"There must be something you know," the man insisted, stepping away from your touch. He doesn't like how gentle it was.

You hummed, crossing your arms as you floated away. "Do you know how Bill looks like? Am I of similar physique, perhaps?"

Ford paused as his eyes glanced up and down at your form. You can't help but feel uneasy under his tenseful gaze.

"You don't know what Bill looks like?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.

This man sure is suspicious of you. Not that you blame him. "No. I believe I never met him."

"You believe?" he scoffed. "I hope you know it's hard to trust you."

"Well," you drawled, "would it convince you if I said you can wish for my memory to come back?"

His eyes widened.

You chuckled. Maybe this is too shocking for him. Take it slow, you thought.

"Before anything else, though, how about we enjoy a nice cup of dream tea?"

🌔

You stared at the chess board in between you and Ford, confusion filling your face. "Wait, how does the knight move again?"

"Think of this shape," Ford explained, forming a black marker with his thoughts and drawing the letter 'L' in mid-air. "The knight moves to the end of this point. Just try to visualize it on the board."

"Oh, I think I understand," you muttered, choosing to move your knight in the corner of the board.

Ford grinned. He placed his queen right next to your king. "Checkmate."

"What?!" you gasped, your eyes rambling around the whole chest board. "I mistook my king for the queen! I say rematch!"

A hearty laugh escaped Ford's lips. If this was in the physical world, he's sure that his cheeks would start hurting from smiling so much.

He still wasn’t sure if you were dangerous or not. Really, he should know better than to mess with otherworldly beings.

But maybe this time, you're different. Because, as far as he knows, you're currently powerless.

🌓

"Pines," you said as Ford roamed his hands across your body. He said this was his way of observing how different you were from Bill. "Aren’t you going to use your wish to help me regain my memory? Or do you want to use it for something else?"

He rubbed his thumb over the side of your body shape. Interesting. You're just as two-dimensional as Bill is. "I only have one chance of using my wish, don't I?"

"Indeed," you murmured, shifting slightly under his touch. "I won't stop you if you use it for yourself, but I'll have to find someone else who might use the wish for me."

Ford halted all his movements.

"What?"

You drifted away from his fingers. He stared at you, wide-eyed.

"I said I'll find another to grant my wish for me," you explained. "Anyway, how was your assessment? Am I anything like Bill?"

Ford continued to stare at you, looking as if he were lost in thought.

...

"Pines?"

"Sorry," he coughed, "But, yes, you're quite similar to Bill."

You beamed, floating over to him and ruffling his hair. "Another step closer to figuring out who I am! Thank you, Pines!"

Ford woke up.

He stared at the dark ceiling. The sun has barely risen.

You had no memories. If he helped you get them back, would you be indebted to him? Or would you turn out like Bill, who wanted to rule the world?

Ford can't let you meet up with another human.

There's only one way out of this.

🌒

"You're ready to use your wish?" you gasped, placing your hands on his shoulders. "That's excellent news! However—"

"Question. Do you have limits in your wishes?" Ford asked deliberately, careful with his every word.

You hesitated before replying. "I suppose not."

His large hands held yours over his shoulders. You glanced at his six fingers before meeting his gaze again.

"Then I wish to be your master."

You felt your soul fall to the deepest depths of the dreamscape.

"You'll do anything I ask for. Be under my will. There is no turning back, dream demon."

🌑

[lucisfavoritedemon]

Through The Poral: Chapter 1

Chapter Summary: A mystery girl comes through the portal with Ford. Little did anyone know she has a bigger connection to the brothers than anyone thought.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, age gap, flash backs, mentions of hopelessness, age gap (reader looks 21)

Pairing(s): Stan x platonic!reader, Ford x platonic!reader

A/N: Retelling of a Tale of Two Stans. The events and ideas are based on a theory I have about the Nightmare Realm. This is in no way canonically true, just my theories based on what we canonically know about the Nightmare Realm. 

40 long years of waiting. Waiting and wondering whether the time would come if I would ever be able to go home again. 40 years of hiding in plain sight from the one they call Bill Cipher, a dream demon who reigns over the nightmare realm, the place I have resided in for 40 years. Unaged and unchanged physically, but mentally I feel like I’ve lived for centuries.

When I first arrived in the nightmare realm, I had found refuge with a group of asteroid miners. I wasn't sure how much time had truly passed when an unknown man joined us, Stanford Pines. He told us stories of how he managed to get there as escapes Bill's grasp.

That was a long time ago. It seemed longer than what it actually was. Stanford had gone off and managed to hop between dimensions, and here we're I standing at the ready to take down Bill for good, his quantum destabilizer complete and in hand. 

“We have one shot at this.” Stanford whispered to me. 

I nodded in agreement, but as we went to strike, a rift opened up in front of us. Stanford, knowing the stakes of this mission knew that either we walked through, or Bill would and wreak havoc upon our home dimension, so with a heavy heart we walked through entering back into our home dimension. 

It felt surreal. After being gone for so long, I was finally back home. Yet, where I stood was not familiar to me. I recognised nothing. A dark space that was placed, I assumed, underground. I could hear the whirring of the machine as it fizzled and died. Home, a place I'd long forgotten, yet this place felt nothing like that. I felt like I was an imposter entering a realm I did not belong in.

Stanford and I stood silent. Taking in our surroundings. Unmoved by anything the people standing in the room were saying or doing. That was, till a man in a fez spoke up amongst the group. 

“Finally, after all these years long years of waiting, you're actually here! Brother!” The man opened his arms, a goofy grin spread across his face.

Then Stanford punched him square in the face before speaking, “this was an insanely risky move, restarting the portal. Didn't you read my warnings!?”

Never had I seen Stanford so angry. Usually he was calm and collected. Even still, he may have lashed out, but he wasn't yelling, he was calmly speaking down to this man that claimed to be his brother.

“Wranings, schmarnings. How's about maybe a thanks for saving you from what appears to be some sci-fi sideburn dimension.”

“Thank you? You think I'm going to thank you after what you did 30 years ago!?” Stanford raised his voice for the first time since I met him. He always was soft spoken, and kind. Never have I heard someone draw such anger out of him. Not even Bill himself.

Something didn't seem right. The physical confrontation, the yelling. It all screamed something more beyond the surface of what I knew.

Stanford had pinned his brother to the ground after dodging his punches. That's when I noticed the three of us weren't alone. There were three others that joined us in the dark, dingy underground. 

“Hey, hi, Mabel here. Quick question, what the heck is going on here?” A girl in a pink hand knitted sweater spoke up. 

“Stan, you didn't tell me there were children down here. And some sort of large, hairless gopher.” Stanford quickly gained his composure as he looked between the three people we didn't even notice. The larger man chuckled at Stanford's comment, seeking unphased. I took quick note of this.

“They're your family poindexter. Shermie's grandkids.” Stanford's brother, or Stan as he supposedly goes by, gestured to the two young kids, I'm guessing, were twins.

“I-I have a niece, a nephew?” Stanford's voice turned to one of fondness before he knelt down in front of the girl, Mabel, reaching out to shake her hand, “greetings. Do kids still say greetings? I haven't been in this dimension for a really long time.”

“Woah, a six fingered hand shake, that's one finger friendlier than usual.” Mabel beamed.

Mabel's twin brother, who had been absolutely silent up until now, finally spoke up, “I-I can believe it. You're the author of the journals.” The boy then began to hyperventilate and almost threw up.

This whole thing felt like a lucid dream. I let Stanford get used to the new information he had received. I, on the other hand, had nothing to take in. I again, was lost in the world of unknowns. Maybe I no longer had a home to look for anymore.

“There'll be time for introductions later. But first, tell me Stan, are there any security breaches? Does anyone else know about this portal?”

“No. Just us. Also, maybe the entire US Government.”

“The what!?” Stanford's face was fuming. I never saw him so angry.

They all looked through the window where the security footage showed the government outside searching for Stanford’s brother and the two young kids. Everything was so chaotic right now, which I hoped wouldn’t be the case when we entered our home dimension. I guess chaos followed us wherever we went.

“Okay, it’s alright. We’ve got a while before they find this room. We just need to lay low and think of a plan.” Stanford stated, the calmness returned to his voice as he pulled out the journal he had picked up off the floor, and began to write in it.

“It looks like we’re going to be stuck down here for a while. Who wants to tell us their entire mysterious back story, and also, who is she?” Mabel stated, finally pointing in my direction.

“This is Y/n. She is a friend I met on my travels. Yes, though, I have some questions about all of this myself, Stanley.” Stanford finally introduced me.

Stanley? I had not heard a name like that in 40 years…a name so familiar to me yet so foreign all at the same time. An old friend from home. A friend I left behind all those years ago. There was no way this was the same Stanley. Right?”

“Stanley?” Mabel’s brother asked.

“But your name is Stanford.” Mabel pointed out.

Stanford’s face and mine said it all. What the hell was happening here? What had happened in the time Stanford was gone? Why had his brother assumed his identity? I hoped we both got the answers we needed.

“Wait, you took my name? What have you been doing all these years you knucklehead?” Stanford turned angry again.

Whatever happened between Stanford and his brother, it still hit a nerve with him. Something about Stanley made Stanford’s normal demeanor turn angry. A side I never thought he had. He was cunning for sure, but downright hateful was not on the list of traits I had listed for Stanford.

“”Okay, okay, okay. I know I have a lot of explaining to do. It all started a lifetime ago…” Stanley began telling his version of his life growing up with Stanford to everyone.

As he spoke, things started to piece together slowly in my mind. There was a reason Stanford and I were brought together. The more they spoke the more I connected my life to the eldest Pines twins. I reached into my pocket, there I kept a picture of my dear friend that I left behind. The one person I wanted to get back to the most. Stanley Pine.

“The old me was dead, and I faked a car crash to prove it. By day, I was Stanford Pines, mr. Mystery. But by night, I was down in the basement trying to bring the real Stanford back. I couldn’t risk anyone learning the truth and sabotaging my mission. So, I lied to everyone. The town, my family, your parents. Even you, kids.” Stanley finished his story.

Everyone was so enthralled in the story that the brothers were telling, we all forgot about the government agents upstairs. Dipper, I learned was the name of Mabel’s brother, had a device in his bag that could erase people’s memories. Stanford hooked it up and changed the frequency to sync to radio headsets.

We all plugged our ears as Stanford set the device off. Soon enough the agents were dazed and confused about where they were and what was going on. Stanford greeted them and sent them away, pretending to be a government official.

“Nice work Stanford.” I smiled as I walked up to him.

He smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder, “thank you, Y/n. How are you holding up?”

“I’ve been better. It’ll take some time to adjust, but I feel like I know you better than I did before, and your brother as well.”

“It’ll take us both some time to adjust, but I promise, as soon as we get settled in, and things quiet down, I’ll get you back home where you belong.”

I shake my head, “no. You and I are a team. I’m not leaving your side. Plus,” I pull out the picture of Stanley, “I think my home is here now.”

Stanford took the picture from me, “i-is this?”

I nod, “I didn’t recognize him at first. He’s older now, and with that fez, I couldn’t see his hair, I always said that was his most defining feature.” I laughed softly.

Stanford smiled softly, “I think you should get some rest. You and Stan can discuss this in the morning. I know of a room you can stay in, if it’s still there that is.”

I nod as Stanford leads me inside and to the room that he said used to be his. It consisted of just a couch and wasn’t much, but it was a place to rest my head at night, and probably more comfortable than a cold gravel ground.

I was settling in as I heard the brothers talking. Stanford said that at the end of the summer he was to give him his house back, his name back, and the Mystery Shack business was over with. I could hear the pain in Stan’s voice, and I felt sorry for him, but after what he told us today, I didn’t blame Stanford for being the way he was. Stan hurt him badly, and I didn’t blame Stanford for holding it against his brother

I was finally settled in when Stan knocked on the door. I sat up and invited him in. He had a few more blankets in his hand that he was ready to offer up.

“Y-you settling in okay?” He asked softly.

I nodded and smiled, “as good as one can. It’s been so long since I laid on anything other than the ground in years.”

“Ford tells me you’re originally from this dimension too?”

I nod, “yeah, I’ve been away for I think 40 years…the world definitely seems different now than it did in the 70s.”

“Th-the 70s?”

“Yeah, I know, kind of a while to be away from home. No trace left of me. Nothing left except my failed experiment.”

“Y-you didn’t happen to grow up in New Jersey too, did you?”

“I actually did…” I hesitate whether I should tell him I’m exactly who he thinks I am, but I also didn’t want to assume that’s where he was going, and overwhelm his mind.

Stan just nods and goes to leave. Before he does, he says one final thing, “how is it you haven’t aged a single day, toots?” With that he walked away, closing the door behind him.

[alex-rambles]

Bill is summoned by a girl with the most intense and angry look Bill's ever seen from a human. But she contrasts that with her calm tone of voice and how ridiculous what she's asking is. She wants Bill to possess her during school due to the fact that all of her skipping is about to get her expelled and she doesn't want to feel the wrath of her parents. Bill happily agrees but while he does so, she does talk to him when he can. Finding him genuinely interesting. Bill realizes she's not dumb 1/2

Full ask (I formatted it for my own convenience lmao I have trouble reading walls of text with no paragraph breaks nothing against you anon):

Bill is summoned by a girl with the most intense and angry look Bill's ever seen from a human. But she contrasts that with her calm tone of voice and how ridiculous what she's asking is.

She wants Bill to possess her during school due to the fact that all of her skipping is about to get her expelled and she doesn't want to feel the wrath of her parents.

Bill happily agrees but while he does so, she does talk to him when he can. Finding him genuinely interesting.

Bill realizes she's not dumb in fact she's quite intelligent and profound especially for a human. But she's quiet, easily annoyed and blunt so a lot of humans didn't like her to begin with, hence 1 of the reasons she doesn't like school.

Now Bill can't do anything in her body that gets her kicked out of school as per the deal. But she doesn't care about her reputation so he can dress her however he likes and mess with the students. Something she doesn't help with but she finds it funny. Bill now goes into her dreams to talk

I am aware that you used she/her pronouns, however since the reader's gender has little impact, I am going to be writing my headcanons with they/them pronouns.

Also can be read as platonic

-He has no issue with it

-You just gave him a free vessel

-But he is always going to the restroom because you keep talking and he wants to reply

-Also when it comes to school work Mr. All Knowing gets your shit done in ten minutes

-He has to purposely get some questions wrong because otherwise the teaches will think you're cheating

-But you have at least a B in every class

-Bill abuses the shit out of the ability to whatever he wants as long as it won't get you in trouble

-He dresses in the most insane ass clothing and your teachers and peers are baffled by the sudden personality change

-You went from being quiet unless you were pissed off to the most eccentric personality in the school and it's hilarious

-And then school ends and you go home and you're normal

-And at parent teacher conferences the teachers are telling your parents about you and your parents are smiling and nodding but like

-"Wtf that ain't my child"

[buttonmillipede]

I don’t know about other people, but one of my favorite concepts in media is when a character sees themselves in another character. It’s a scratch’s my brain in a way that I don’t understand.

For example Mabel and Bill cipher, Ford and Dipper, Stan and Mabel. I especially like it when it’s explored, not too much that it just seems like they are carbon copy’s of course but just enough you can connect the parallels.

I don’t know if this troupe has a name but i want more. I want it to be explored more, i want comics, i want art, i especially want it in (Platonic) Reader x Character stories where the reader acts like that certain character.

Pls give me more. Im starving for it.

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Angst, fluff and all that good stuff!

[Readers will typically be gender neutral unless specified otherwise]

[Hazbin hotel] I'll write for:

Alastor [Platonic or romantic] [romance-wise He will be kept on the Aroace spectrum and the reader for his fics are ace even if I don't explicitly say it in the notes]

Angel dust [Platonic, if asked for romantic it'll be male reader only as he's canonically gay, for platonic though the reader can be anything]

Cherri bomb [Platonic or romantic]

Rosie [Platonic or romantic]

Husk [Platonic or romantic]

Charlie [Platonic]

Vaggie [Platonic]

Niffty [Platonic]

Susan [Platonic]

Sir Pentious [Platonic or romantic]

Vox [Platonic or romantic]

Velvette [Platonic or romantic]

Valentino [Neither Platonic or romantic I'll only write about him if you wanna beat him up, I DO NOT LIKE THIS MAN, We bully him on this blog, WE WISH FOR HIS DEMISE]

Lute [Platonic or romantic]

Adam [Platonic or romantic]

Emily [Platonic]

[Stardew valley] I'll write for

Sebastian [Platonic or romantic]

Sam (Platonic or romantic]

Abigail [Platonic or romantic]

Alex [Platonic or romantic]

Haley [platonic or romantic]

Harvey [platonic or romantic]

Elliot [Platonic or romantic]

Penny [platonic or romantic]

Leah [Platonic or romantic]

Shane [platonic or romantic]

Maru [Platonic or romantic)

Robin [platonic]

Evelyn [Platonic]

George [Platonic]

Krobus [platonic]

The children [ Platonic, found family]

[The Amazing Digital Circus] I'll write for

Pomni [Platonic]

Ragatha [Platonic]

Zooble [Platonic]

Caine [Platonic]

Jax [Platonic]

Gangle [Platonic]

Kinger [Platonic]

Gummigoo [Platonic]

[Helluva Boss] I'll write for

Blitzø [Platonic or romantic]

Millie [Platonic]

Moxie [Platonic]

Loona [Platonic or romantic]

Stolas [Platonic or romantic]

Fizzarolli [Platonic]

Verosika Mayday [Platonic or romantic]

[Over the garden wall] who I'll write for

Octavia [Platonic]

Emberlynn pinkle [Platonic or romantic]

Wirt [Platonic]

Greg [Platonic]

Beatrice [Platonic]

[Gravity falls] who I'll write for

The pine twins [Mabel and Dipper] [Platonic]

Grunkle Stan [Platonic unless specifically requested otherwise and even then it's iffy]

Grunkle Ford [same deal as his brother]

Soos [Platonic or romantic]

Wendy [Platonic]

Bill cipher [????]

Pacifica [Platonic]

If you don't see a character you want me to write about on this list feel free to ask! I may have forgotten em' or I may make an exception to writing them! [This may not always be the case though! I retain the right to say no]

Things I won't write:

Smut, Most content involving Angel dust will more then likely have some suggestive bits because it's Angel dust, but other then that, I refuse to write smut, I can and will pull out the holy water.

Anything involving Valentino in a positive lighting, there is a good reason that man is in hell.

Clint in a romantic lighting, I'll write him a redemption arc but not much else.

And that's about it, If I need too I'll add more!

Brief guidelines for requesting:

Please be respectful, be as feral as you want but please treat me like a human being.

Please keep the cannibalistic requests somewhat sane, I'm not writing you getting eaten, the regenerating reader one doesn't count because the reader can regenerate immediately and we're trying to figure out if that one was a kink related thing or not. If it was, SHAME

Respect boundaries if I have stated I will not write something do not push on it, thank you! Speaking of boundaries please do read this!

On Wednesday's we attempt to post angst!

Artwork of your version of the reader or any of my fics is ALWAYS WELCOME I LOVE SEEING IT! Along with any fanart of my OCs I WILL SHOW IT OFF TO MY FRIENDS LIKE A PROUD PARENT [with credit to you obviously!] AND I WILL PUT IT ON THE REFRIGERATOR

Also if anyone wonders what the little character I doodle sometimes when responding to asks it's my funky lil' Sona that is loosely Alastor inspired

Her mouth privileges gets revoked in doodles

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Thank you for joining us! We hope to see you again soon!

[xjulixred45x]

What will be your next works/request?

Here they are, from the oldest to the most recient Request (but not exactly the publishing order, it will be kind of random this time)

Platonic Principal Yaga x Reader

Platonic Yandere Nanami/Higuruma x Necro Reader: reaction to safe adults

Hunter(Toh) x Fluttershy Reader

Platonic Yandere Nanami/Higuruma Drabble Angst

Hazbin Hotel crew with Bill Cipher Reader

Hazbin Hotel crew with Hunter TOH Reader

Yandere Mephisto Pheles x Willing! Witch! Reader

SatoSugu x Bully! Reader (continuation of a Drabble)

Mark Grayson/Invincible x Scarlet Witch! Reader

Lucifer, Satan, Mephisto and Shiro with a half demon Reader crushing on them

would react Rin, Renzo, Juuzou to finding out their crush is a half demon?

General Dating Headcanons of Higuruma

Yandere Nobara Kugisaki Drabble

Platonic Nanami x Adoptive Reader

Lancelot x depressed Luz! Reader

Yandere Choso x Rosa Reader (OC)

Amity, Luz and Hunter with an Angel Dust! Reader

Yandere Lucifer/Mephisto and Amaimon Headcanons with half demon Reader (individual)

Yandere Giyuu Tomioka x Kianna Reader (OC) Drabble

Platonic Winry Rockbell x aprentice Reader

Platonic Roy Mustang x Sibiling Reader Drabble

Yandere! Evil! Mark Grayson/Invincible x Little Sibiling! Reader

Mark Grayson/ Invincible x Raven! Reader

Mark Grayson/Invincible x Yui Komori! Reader

Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric and Ling Yao x Reader with a Twin

[tswhiisftteedr]

☆ WIPs List ☆

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ = NSFW ᬊ = SFW ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ = Crack 𓈒ིུ𖤛 = Fluff ♬⃝ = Angst

Just a list of my works in progress.

Order;

Almost done → Not Started

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 Don’t worry, I’m right here with you. - Husk x Fem!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛 ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ (done)

ᬊGay Panic - Adam x Winner!Male!Reader (suggestive) ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ No Escape. - Yandere!Vox x Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 First Night - Zestial x FTM!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛 ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ᬊ Old Mens - Vox x Gn!Reader x Alastor ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ 𓈒ིུ𖤛Cherri’s Room - Cherri Bomb x Fem!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛 ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ᬊ Bad Bitches - Velvette x Assassin!Sinner!Fem!Reader ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ I’m not just a bitch. I’m a bitch with a backstory! - Possessive!Katie Killjoy x Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 Love At First Sight - Lucifer Morningstar x Fem!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛 ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Well, Um— Hello there..? - Sir Pentious x Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ᬊ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 Support Angel - Lute x Winner!Fem!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Mask Off - Adam x Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Envy - Adam x Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Pure Angelic Power - Yandere!Adam x Winner!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Jealousy, Jealousy~ - Adam x Winner!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ᬊ ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ Pickup Lines - Adam x Winner!Fem!Reader ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ ᬊ

ᬊ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 Break Time - Adam x Secretary Angel!Male!Reader 𓈒ིུ𖤛ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Fuck Buddies - Adam x Sinner!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Punishment By The Devines - Adam x Sin’s Child!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ᬊ 𓈒ིུ𖤛 Humanity's Father - Adoptive Dad!Adam x Adopted Daughter!Winner!Reader (Platonic) 𓈒ིུ𖤛ᬊ

ᬊ Trip to Hell - Adam x Young Angel!Gn!Reader x Lute (Platonic) ᬊ

ᬊThe Dream-Demon - The Vees, Valentino & Vox, Valentino, Vox, Velvette, Alastor, Lute x Bill Cipher like!Fem!Reader ᬊ

ᬊ First-Man-Saviour - Lucifer Morningstar, Lute, Adam, Charlie, Vaggie, Niffty x Angel!Gn!Reader (reacting to reader saving Adam during the extermination. Adam and Lute have both platonic and romantic reactions, while the others are purely platonic) ᬊ

ᬊ Shrimpy~ - Floyd Leech x Yuu!Gn!Reader ᬊ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Pharos’s - Overblot!Jamil x Yuu!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Snake’s Tongue - Split Tongue!Jamil x Pierced Tongue!Yuu!Gn!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Mating Season - In Heat!Lilia Vanrouge x Yuu!Fem!Reader ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

Navigation. Rules. Commissions.

(Request Are Paused - Commissions Are Still Open)

[the-misfit-star]

Cookie run x reader who's like the collector(toh) pt.2

●This story will include Twizzly Gummy Cookie , Time keeper cookie, Pancake cookie, and captain Ice cookie

●Again the relationship between you is strictly platonic

●Readers pronouns are they/them

●Some parts will not include you telling your back-story because I don't know what to make certain characters respond.

⭐Twizzly Gummy Cookie 💥

● I don't even know where to start with you two.

●Twizzly Gummy Cookie is pure chaos so clearly you two fit each other perfectly.

●Two energetic mayhem creating besties!

●You like time jumping with her and her crew and distoy worlds with her.

● You hate it when the T.B.D (Time Balance Department) ruins your fun creating danger in the other worlds. I mean seriously! It's not your fault you were bored and wanted something exciting to do with your friends!

● She thinks your powers are perfect for creating chaos and danger in other dimensions. Imagine all the mayhem you can cause with your magic!

● I headcannon that both of you have anger issues and destroy everything in sight of you. So if you're going to be angry then atlest destroy something with her to make you a little more . . .calmed down?

● Your relationship with her is like little sibling and older sister. (Except you're technically older than her) And I mean she's a cool older sister and not a lame one.

● "I HATE the T.B.D they're always ruin our fun !"

● "I wish I just get rid of them! Permanently!"

● "Yeah me too- Wait. Y/N cookie you could just use your powers to destroy them!"

● "You're right Twizzly I could use my powers to get rid of them! But they would just find a way to stop me . . ."

● ". . . Well, I wouldn't hurt to try!"

⚙Timekeeper cookie ⚙

● If you're the Collector then she's Bill cipher.

● She can literally travel and alter time, she practically unstoppable. Just like you!

● At this point no one can stop stop you because Timekeeper can just change the past to make sure that cookie was never made.

● The members of the T.B.D are so scared of you two for a lot of reasons. I mean honestly

● A very powerful deity child and a unstable cookie who can travel through time, even having the power to bend and change it at will? Who wouldn't be scared?

● If you wanted to change your past, all you have to do is tell Timekeeper cookie and you'll forget everything! And everyone who wronged you! All you you have to do is ask

● Overall a fantastic cookie to play with if you get bored! (And God knows NOBODY wants to remember the last time you were bored. Everyone was atlest a little bit traumatized after that)

● " Y/N cookie, we should go back in time to undo all previous mistakes you have and will do!"

● " Timekeeper doesn't that sound kinda dangerous? I mean what if we undo something that cause a "time rip" or whatever?"

● "Exactly. That's what makes it fun."

●"Okay!"

🥞Pancake cookie 🌰

● He is just as enthusiastic and energetic as you! 9/10 friend! (It would be 10/10 if he didn't ask you for stuff all the time . . .)

● The best part of being his friend is the fact that he always wants to do something fun with you!

● You always do stuff for him, that is what best friend do right? Always do things for each other?

● I mean, you do always play his games, and he likes to play your games to so clearly you guys are good friends!

● You find it silly that he depends so much on other cookies when you're right here!

● Oh, he wants Acorn jellies? : you can just snap your fingers and make some appear. He wants to fly? : you can easily just give him the ability simply by clapping!

● Honestly it's so funny how he could want any other friends when you're literally the best in the galaxy!

● " AHHH- Y/N cookie put me down!"

● " Hey! You said you wanted to go higher!"

● "I didn't want to go this high!"

🧊Captain Ice cookie❄

● Just like Pure Vanilla cookie, she's a mother figure to you.

● She doesn't trust you around or to be honest touching the ship.

● Even though you're powerful you still look and overall act like a child, and especially since the ship has a lot of dangerous objects it's not that much of a shock she doesn't trust you.

● You constantly explain that you're " mature enough" to at least be on the ship! If you broke anything you could just use your powers to fix it!

● She gets tired of you constantl complaining.

● Her crew likes you though! They think that you could just snap away any threats! But she thinks differently.

● Eventually when you DO manage to convince her enough to let you on the ship she has very, very , VERY strict rules about what you can and can't do. (Most of them being not touching anything)

● It just gets very boring.

● "Y/N COOKIE! You are not permitted to touch that!"

"I wasn't even gonna do anything!"

● "That does not mean I trust you anywhere near a canon."

"UGH! You're rules are so boring! It's not my fault for being bored on your dumb ship. . ."

● " . . . Go to time out . . ."

● "BUT I DIDN'T EVEN-"

●"GO to time out."

● You learned not to question her authority even if you were more powerful than her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Fin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N : this took very long to write but I'm glad it's finally done :) I also don't think I will make part 3 of this because I'm making fanfics for other fandoms but if I do make part 3 there will be about 2-4 I will write for 💛