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“I- yeah,” Purple mutters. “I don't… I was just worried when you weren't answering, and- God this is so pathetic.” They rub at their eyes angrily. “Maybe I do need to sleep alone.”
“You're already here,” Red replies, fiddling with the waistband of their sleep pants. “Might as well stay, if it'll make you feel better. Then maybe tomorrow we can try it out. I… it's okay.” Purple suspects that last comment was for themself.
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this fic is two Bill designs as fae in the Four Seasons AU and it's not even really Gravity Falls anymore but I'm committed to the bit
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Oberon's hand sought out the base of Puck's tail and fire ignited under every inch of his skin, hungrier than when Oberon had touched his wing. Puck had been spending the last week convincing himself the touch had been accidental - he was not stupid, however, because Oberon was not stupid. No fae of any standing would so much as brush against another's wings without an immediate and explosive apology, let alone hold one delicately between their fingers and stroke. Puck had spent so many nights running his fingers down that same edge, trying to bring himself back to that moment. Nothing ever came close.
But this? This blew it out of the water.
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Ford rubs his thumb absently along the edge of the ring, feeling the faint, faint tingling of the energy inside it. The last remaining atom of Bill's home.
“You chose this finger on purpose,” Ford starts morosely, “right?”
“I mean. Yeah. You people call it a ring finger.”
“On my left hand,” Ford clarifies, looking over at him. Bill is looking quizzically back.
“Yeah. It's significant. It… it's the only thing I could think of.” Bill flits his pupil away to glower at the bonfire before them. “I didn't know what else to do to make you believe me.” -
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He had the date in his head. He’d had it since the day they met, though on the day they’d met it had seemed like an inconvenience more than anything else. Now it was a predator that stalked him at every turn. It peered out at him in the ways Ford slowed, in the moments where Ford forgot things he should not have forgotten.
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The harsh laboratory light makes his eye look even more intense than it usually does. “I can’t be doing all the work here. Isn’t this your examination?”
“I- this, I…” Ford stutters out lamely, and when he still doesn’t move Bill’s legs spread open wide.
“I want you to touch me,” he says, voice low, chin tilting up to expose his neck - and Ford helplessly lets his gaze travel down it, down, all the way down Bill's naked body. “Not in a scientific capacity.”
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symbiotic mutualism, and other synonyms for love by pichirobi
Fandoms: Welcome to Night Vale
26 Apr 2025
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“Interesting,” Carlos mutters to himself as he watches the ooze melt into liquid, turn dark red in hue, and produce an odor like that of pennies. He has never muttered the word “interesting” to himself as much as he does nowadays, in his daily labor to unravel the intricate knot of Night Vale. But it is a fitting word: Night Vale’s phenomena pique his interest, are worth being considered and understood completely. If he studies each grain of sand to completion, one day, he can say he knows the beach.
In which nothing in Night Vale scares Carlos except for Cecil.
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15 Aug 2025
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With a healthy amount of restraint, Bill settled a little cartoon paw just above the knee. It radiated heat, but not the way a warm-blooded animal would. It was hot like a sun-baked stone–energy channeled from elsewhere, but all the more intense for it.
Bill replied as if reading his mind. “You know they juiced me up for you, right?” He moved his thumb on Ford’s knee. “I can give it to you however you want it. You just gotta let me.”
Let me in. The third word was left unsaid, but Ford read ahead by his all too familiar tone. Torture disguised as play. A threat delivered like a pickup line. “I heard.”OR: Ford has been visiting Bill at the Theraprism for a few years now, and its been going suprisingly well. Bill would argue he deserves a treat. Ford would argue he deserves nothing. Both parties get what they want, and everyone is happy.
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22 Jul 2025
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Bill and Ford have a normal conversation over chess.
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16 Feb 2025
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These are the contents of Theraprism patient Bill Cipher's dream journal, awarded to him for good-ish behavior several months after "the arts and crafts incident." Unfortunately, Bill Cipher does not have dreams. He doesn't. It isn't possible for something of his nature to have dreams.
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09 Oct 2024
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As the Pineses return to Gravity Falls, everything weird just kind of takes off again. At least the summer won't be boring.
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