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do you miss your family? friends?

you haven't seen your ex in years and you want to show him how over him you are, but oh no, he went from a nerdy out-of-his-depth twunk to action hero GILF (grunkle i'd like to *REDACTED*)

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I LOVE GRAVITY FALLS FANDOM SO MUCH

I got up at 1 am just to draw an idea for Human!Bill design that sparkled in my head, so i'll make it quick.

(Sorry for bad eng, I haven't talked with anyone for 1 year)

So. Soon I will post more art with this AU.

Well, as every "A different form, a different time" AU it's just Bill, just having his redemption arc. In my head the methods of theraprism haven't worked on him well and therapist decided that if he talks a lot of Pines family, than he need to face his problem face to face. (Ba dum tsss)

And then Axolotl delivers Bill in brand new totally fully human (which is very uncomfortable for Bill for obvious reasons) body and leaves him under the wing of... SOOS. Why Soos? I think It's something around May, so both twins are not in Gravity Falls right now, plus Soos and Melody won't kill him immideatly.

Of course when Bill first woke up in the fleshy meatsack he was screaming and trying to get his powers to work, or tried to escape this body but nothing worked. But! We're talking about the design, right? So!

• He is totally human. No magical powers, no omniscence, no additional features. The body is veeeery normal. Scarely normal.

• But! He has a triangular shadow. Not always, but when he is emotional enough. That's the only weird thing about him. That's also the only thing that could indicate him as HIM. The Dream Demon himself.

• He appeared with this orange prisonsuit, so Melody and Soos needed to find him fitting clothes VERY QUICKLY! As a result he has a Soos' oversized questionmark shirt, slim black jeans and old Wendys boots. Bill is totally upset with this.

• He is ginger. BECAUSE GINGERS DON'T HAVE A SOUL, his vessel tecnically don't have a soul inside, only dream demon, so it eventually got the red pigment.

• He looks like Alex Hirsch because they both are the most powerfull and insane beings in Gravity falls. But, I think that Bill has this... Piercing blue eyes, that is the opposite of yellow and reminds of his flames. (Of just yellow iris, i haven't decided yet)

• After a while Soos gifted him a "special worker shirt" which is basically questionmark tshirt with illuminati on it. After that he never wore anything exept this tshit.

• Also Bills hat and Bills bowtie are appeared with him as well, but the hat is too small for a human and bowtie has no ribbons to tie around a neck, so Melody just sued bowtie to his tshirt. That was a disaster

• Underneath the shirt he has a huge scar on his chest, which replicates the scar of his original form.

I really love to draw Bill as human as possible, because it is much more painful for him and for the others. Thanks for the reading and stay tuned! I promise to draw more of this silly loser guy :D

“I can’t believe I forgot my name. He almost took it from me.”

“If you completely forget it, you’ll never find your way home.”

I have a new dungeon meshi au where everything is the same except for this

billstan or stanbill or whatever

if bill and stan mullet-era actually interacted, bill would try to manipulate the guy and go into shock when none of his attempts are working (seeing how easily ford fell for his lies)

i too would leave important life decisions up to a magic 8-ball

uh oh.

OK I REALLY LIKE HOW IT TURNED OUT-

Do you think Bill Cipher ever wishes to douse the flames that he invokes when making a deal?

Do his hands ache from muscle memory? Does his vision darken as they land on the flames? Those bright blue flames?

"What?! Your ENTIRE home dimention? But how? By what?"

Bill looked distant, more than distant than I'd ever seen him.

"By a monster."

And as those blue flames that burned down his universe surrounded him in the Mindscape, do you think for a moment he missed home?

Hey MOM, this is BILLY. I want you to [incomprehensible]

What was he really running from as he invoked Axolotl's name?

Stan? The flames? His past?

Where did you all go? WHERE DID-

Who am I kidding?

What's the use in asking questions if you already know the answer?

young stan & eda but it's sapphic

Bonus:

breakup aftermath

nothing like trying to cheer up your child after they break up with their 6 fingers meatbag boyfriend

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Euclid: Bill I made deer teeth cookies Euclid: your favorites Bill: I DON'T WANT ANY FUC▲NG DEER TEETH COOKIES! Euclid: they are getting cold.

+ unrelated bonus

damn, it's the most awkward meeting with parents when they physically can't perceive your partner's dimension ...

indrotucing your boyfriend to your parents!

I just noticed that I mispelled ford name ;w;

watcha looking mama?

tired papa

Gravity Falls was strange, and the townsfolk even stranger, it seemed.

The twins had been unceremoniously dropped off on the side of the dusty road, the roar of the bus engine fading away as the driver wordlessly drove off without fanfare. The poor man had almost seemed close to tears ever since they had entered the thresholds of this seemingly innocuous town, all too eager to speed off and away while leaving the two children coughing and wheezing in its dust.

It had not even been a full minute since their lackluster drop-off before they became well acquainted with the oddly sociable and irritatingly chatty inhabitants of Gravity Falls. A single conversation with a pair of boisterous policemen already told them all they needed to know about the history of the town, as well as the whereabouts of their Great Uncle Ford.

"The Mystery Shack," the townsfolk had called it. It seemed as though their distant uncle had earned himself somewhat of a reputation amongst the locals. He was the town cryptid; the ever elusive mad scientist that lived in the outskirts of town in this so called "Mystery Shack". No one really knew who he really was; but everyone knew exactly who he was.

So, when the twins found themselves stood hand in hand in front of the rickety old shack, they hadn't really known what to expect when door had swung open with a deafening slam.

He was a strange man, their Great Uncle Ford. He seemed nothing like the cackling looney lab-coated madman they had imagined from what meager hushed information the townsfolk had offered them. It seemed as though the tales of a scientist gone mad that experimented on stray children that wandered into his spooky "Mystery Shack" was but a cruel rumor.

He mostly just seemed unhealthy, to be honest. His sickly, pale frame utterly drowned in the thick red woolen sweater that practically seemed to hang off of his lanky body like a second flap of skin. It made him look almost child-like, like a kid trying on their parents clothes; which somewhat diluted the intimidating effects of his looming height.

Although, the townsfolk's apparent fear of their Great Uncle Ford seemed to have some merit.

For one, Grunkle Ford really didn't seem all too human. He wasn't inhumane, per se; just, not entirely himself, if that made any sense. Looking at him was like looking at an incomplete puzzle; or looking at someone who you remember all your life wearing a hat, suddenly coming to work one day without one, and it takes a little too long for you to remember what is missing.

It was like Grunkle Ford had lost pieces of himself. Somewhere, to someone. His eyes seemed... almost empty. They were a little too dull and a little too opaque, lacking the lively shine of life everyone else seemed to have.

Another thing was that Grunkle Ford wasn't entirely alone. There was... someone else. The twins couldn't exactly pinpoint where, but they could feel its stare, whatever or whoever it was. They could almost feel its stare, a non-existent eye trailing a weird prickling sensation across their skin. The twins recalled the words of one of the townsfolk, a tall bestacled man with haunted blind eyes; although unseeing they could have sworn his gaze never seemed to leave them, as all he said was:

"Don't catch IT staring at you"

The twins had an odd feeling that IT was looking at them right now.

They didn't even notice when the pale bony hand of Grunkle Ford suddenly reached into their personal space, barely registering his words at all, much less the extra fingers that adorned each of his rough, worn palms.

They didn't take the hand.

If the twins had thought the outside of the shack looked decrepit, the inside seemed somehow even worse.

Every inch of exposed wall, ceiling or floor were utterly covered by sprawling symbols, summoning circles, and indecipherable words that seemed to be in an entirely different language than any the twins knew. They overlapped and tangled into one another into big, messy, red splotches of clustered nothings.

There were notes, diagrams on ripped pieces of aged looking paper scattered everywhere, with hardly any room for post-it notes squeezed wherever there was room. Lit and unlit candles were placed absolutely everywhere; either hidden in the dark corners or openly stood in the middle of the floor; sometimes in a circle, sometimes not. The melted fallen wax had coagulated into a hard white mess onto the floor; the smell of cheap vanilla scented candles intermingling with the smell of halloween fake blood (and Dipper was convince there had to be some real blood there, too) to create a sour concoction that stung their noses unpleasantly.

The shack was sparsely furnished with rarely any furniture at all. Not even a couch, the tables and chairs simply pushed to the walls to make more space for the endlessly swirling symbols and pentagrams. The twins were hesitant of stepping on any of the summoning circles, carefully sidestepping the candles and walking over the line of the pentagrams.

The attic, where they would be residing, was not much better.

Maybe they did end up in a mad scientist's house, after all.

making a short comic about my possible au, is just something silly

just a little family photo to celabreate their son's first muder!

just an what if they survived the end of euclydia alongside bill scenario they probrably would be a a very chaotic couple, just like bill or worse, that loves their son

just two gays apreciating the presence of each other ;)

And won't you please say hello to the folks that we know~🔺🔼

This is prolly how they kiss by the way

Shoelaces are fascist!🔺🎉