OH and while I'm thinking about it, what about post-aotd Charles being stressed out about like "oh, the band doesnt need me anymore" and DK getting to be like "no but we WANT you" and he gets to be like "ah they do care" crying and throwing up and screaming and dying ok that's all I'm probably not gonna post anymore tonight
I feel like charles is just on the brink of having a crisis, it's just been on the back burner ever since he found out about the prophecy
I drew Fiddleford by Friday, but, as always, did not have time. But I tried. Well at least I'm glad I drew this guy
What do you get when you cross my absolute obsession with a new one? You GET A DANCING JESTER BILL Yaaaaay Wip, to be coloured ♪▲
sketches.
We saw something interesting ... Although it looks more like Bill is showing off his new gloves, heh😆
Pretty shy Ford-si😏 What else is needed for happiness?
Title: First Summary: Full access to one’s mind comes with a few downsides, like stumbling on private fantasies the All Seeing Eye could have lived without ever having to see. Not that they’re not kind of flattering. And really, there’s a first time for everything. Characters: Stanford Pines, Bill Cipher. Rating: T Status: complete.
A/N: Have I ever mentioned before that I am BillFord trash. So go ahead for pre-betrayal BillFord. Includes some making out and Ford being a smitten fanboy. Sort of.
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There were times when Bill would not show himself the moment Ford fell asleep and opened his eyes in the Mindscape. Sometimes he had to find him and, more often than not, it was almost as a game: his mind was vast and Bill full of tricks, and sometimes Ford would follow his laugh for what felt like forever before he found his Muse.
This time, however, Bill was not hiding. He found him before one of the floating doors that opened in the vastness of his mindscape, looking inside at something Ford couldn’t see from that angle, arms hanging limply in the air. A bit too limply, so that was something Ford should have probably picked up - but he did not, and called out.
“Bill?”
Three things happened in quick succession, none of them expected. First, Bill screeched. Second, Bill slammed the door shut and whirled around to look at him like a hare caught in the headlights. And third, Bill blurted out something on how nice the weather was in the cyberspace and hey, had he ever told him that fun story about Orion’s belt?
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