1.5k words,, Bill Cipher x Reader
summary — Bill and the reader have sex, which has proven to be very difficult seeing as he isn’t doing anything, and, of course, things are never easy with that insufferable brat.
warnings — SMUT, bill being annoying and toxic, dom!reader, sub!Bill, heavy pain kink, bill’s human form, the fat fuck not the twink
a/n — Admittedly, this fic only happened because I never see Bill sub in fanfics and i’m very interested in what the dynamic would be. You’d be like… domming with a risk of death.
“Well, slick,” Bill leaned back and gestured up and down his body, “Give it your all.”
Amusement was thick in his voice, along with bubbling giddiness. He fumbled with the seams on his pants, not out of nervousness, but as if he had forgotten how to take them off and was looking for some kind of zipper. One, admittedly, that he would not find on slacks.
“Wow, human clothes are just as bad as the fleshbags. So needlessly complicated,” He sounded on the verge of a laughing fit, “Oh, and toots? Before you dig in, remember to leave marks. I wanna see how durable this thing is.”
His amusement was not matched on your part. The situation invoked dull curiosity at best, in your opinion. The idea of harboring a wanted criminal, ex-overlord, god-like demon in your house challenged your idea of a good time. Having sex with that demon was even harder to swallow.
Then again, any situation with bill warranted an ungodly amount of stress.
“Whatcha’ thinking about over there, sweet-cheeks?”
You smiled at that; of the few advantages you have, being in gravity falls for weirdmageddon proved to be one of them. You know of his powers, and with that, vague guesses on how to prevent them.
Tinfoil-lined bobbie pins were one of them. A guess, granted, but a good one at that. Really, not that complicated when you recall every alien movie you’ve ever watched.
“Upset you can’t tell?”
He laughed, “Upset for you, maybe. Trust me, it’d be so much easier for both of us if I could just read your thoughts. I’m already your roommate, how much closer could we ge- Ah.”
You brushed his pants crotch, and began to unbutton. For all his mightiness, the guy couldn’t work pants. “Careful, human body’s are touchy.”
“Touchy,” He repeated, “Tell me about.”
Getting his pants off was a task harder than it should have been, no thanks to Bill, who seemed to have taken to just lying there, occasionally flicking you, and then himself.
When you finally peeled all of his clothes off, you warned him to brace himself, to which he ignored you. On top of that, the entire time Bill had been talking, droning on about ‘the last time he’d been in a human body.’
You wondered vaguely if he’d ever done this with someone else. In the time he’d been at your house he’d mentioned some ‘sixer’ ex-thing-ish of his. But you doubt he’d done anything with him.
As he’d mentioned, he hadn’t perfected his human form until very recently. Perfected is a strong word, he was pudgy and short, remanisent of a human peanut. And his teeth were terrible.
Either way, you’d gotten him ready, and began your work. Laying a light finger on the tip of his dick, and running it down the base of his length, you got Bills first reaction: a short sniff.
Recovering fast, he adjusted his seat, “Yeah, tick tock, toots. This better be good.”
It was his idea, you thought, but continued. Your fingers wrapped around the entirety of his cock and you began to stroke it.
A sigh left Bills mouth, “Oh, this does have a kick to it. Maybe you’re not so bad, after all.”
Over the course of the next few minutes, you’d grow angrier and angrier. Although you were clearing making him feel good, he’d never shut his snide mouth for two seconds.
“Jesus, slow down, pal— I just perfected this flesh-bag, at this rate your gonna break something—“
You didn’t realize how much your hand sped up. You thought for a moment, before completely stopping. Bill looked taken aback.
“Hey! what’s the—“
Without warning you grabbed his dick with full force and squeezed. He yelped, before giggling at the hurt.
This made you more mad, “God, do you ever shut up? I wish you’d lost your voice when you lost Gravity Falls.”
He stopped giggling. “I’d watch what you say, if I was you, kid.”
You threw your head back and laughed, running your hand slowly up his dick and then slamming back to the base of his cock. Finally, a reaction other than knowing bliss: anger. Weakness.
“Oh dear god, rearrange the features of my face then, Billy. See if I give a shit when you don’t have a place to live.”
His face turned red with rage, and he recoiled at the mention of your upperhand. And then, finally, at the slowing of your hand, a small, wavering whimper.
You both caught it, and he was quick to put a hand of his mouth, “Sensitive human bodies - Hey, don’t look at me like that, that was not my fault.”
“God, you’re such a brat.”
“Oh please, what are you gonna do about it?” And he was completely serious.
Without much hesitation, you took the moment as an opportunity to abruptly sink yourself onto his dick. He sucked in a breath but you didn’t give him much time to do anything else.
“Ah- Now we’re talki—“ You slapped him hard across the face, and grabbed his cheeks with your hand, squishing them together, mockingly. Stifled laughter from Bill.
“This is the form you spent all that time perfecting? I can barely feel anything. It’s worthless!” You sped up riding him, loosening your face to give the illusion you were bored, “You’re worthless.”
His eyebrows arched down and his eyes widened, “I can kill you with a snap of my fingers! You think I need this sex— You think I need this hous— ah, ah—“
The unknown pleasure was getting to him, making his brain foggier than usual, and it was showing. Human senses were a key factor in your ability to keep the high-ground. Just as long as it felt good enough, he wouldn’t go back to his original form and… well.
You wondered vaguely if you were actually going to be in mortal parole after this. But then again, the look on his face was almost euphoric, despite the anger. Thankfully, Bill was selfish, he’d probably chase the high again
You sighed, “Oh, you do need this house, Billy. Where else would you go? Everyone else in town has already forgotten about you, and your little maniac friends are no where to be seen.”
You sped up once more as your hands danced up his body, and continued, “With this whole out-of-sight-out-of-mind routine, i’m giving you something you won’t be getting anywhere else: attention.”
“You— Ah, curse this feeble human body! I’ll make your life a living hell-“ He whined, actually whined.
Slamming yourself down on him, he cried out and then scowled. You raked your nails down his chest, deep enough to bleed, drawing out a giggle from Bill as he felt the littlest bit of blood start to pool.
“You’re lucky this meatbag is— ah— funny enough—“ He was cut off with a gargle as a your hand sharply wrapped around his throat, and squeezed tight.
“It’s not luck, i’m good at what I do, Billy. Not that you would know what that’s like, you pathetic shitbag,” although that insult wasn’t particularly true, you didn’t give him a chance to snap back, and instead put your other hand on his neck as well.
You rode him with more speed than ever now. His eyes fluttered open and shut slowly, and he leaned into your hands.
His face flushed, but a dreamy smile spread to the edges of his face as you made sure to leave bruise marks on his throat, still slamming against him.
Although, you didn’t want to actually break him, so when his face began to turn purple, you let go. He gasped for air and let out a raspy, crazed giggle that went on for too long, and ending in a moan.
“I’m— “ Bills eyebrows furrowed, as if he was trying to decipher what the amusing thing the human body had planned next, “Somethings— somethings happening.”
His voice was broken, neck bruised, cheek red with a slap mark, eyes foggy, and chest bleeding from your nails.
Before you dig in, remember to leave marks. I wanna see how durable this thing is.
Clearly you’d kept your end of the deal, and from what you’ve gathered it was time for the finale. You chased your own climax now as well, even though, admittedly, you hadn’t been thinking about it the whole session.
Annoying as it was that Bill still managed to make something all about him —and he definitely knew, mind reading or not— you still kept up your pace.
“You’re close?”
He smiled blissfully, and nodded.
What the hell. You smiled, “Good boy.”
His reaction was… startling. He leaned his head back, let out a small half-whine half-laugh, and arched off the bed. Finally, he released.
My dear!
While yes, deleting your blog was sudden, but what you felt was completely valid! I'm just so honestly glad and relieved that you're okay! And I get it too, it's stressful, there's eyes on you, and it can be pressuring. Plus, having to do content that you're not into anymore? Yeah, I get it.
I'm sorry that you're going through a rough patch at the moment, but know that I'm sending good vibes your way and genuinely hoping that things start to look up.
- 🍆 anon
(and just letting you know, I did start my own blog now! I'm trying to expand on my previous asks + new ideas.)
oh my god, my old friend penis anon 😖🙏 Stop you all have been so nice about this, it’s so sweet.
I’m feeling slightly better lately, and i’m really glad you understand! Also whatttt, new blog? Drop the @ babes 💕
Hello, dearest!
I... am seeing the vision for Sub!Bill 😩 and it's an actual crime that there's so little Sub!Bill fics!
Anywhooo, I am actually feral for Sub!Masochist!Bill. I want him getting off from the pain in unexpected ways. Choke him? Hot. Slap and punch him? Hot. Punch him in the stomach while you jack him off? Hot.
Do I wanna send in HCs for Sub!Masochist!Bill? Mayhaps 👀
Have a nice day!
No because I think sub!bill is such an interesting concept because it clashes with his personality so much, but it’s not entirely out of character either. His fascination with pain in the human body is such an indicator of masochistic behavior in bed if i was being fr then i’d say he probably would think sex was gross in general but let me have fun
Also… I’d kill for those masochist Bill headcanons… drop them in my inbox and my life is YOURS.
writing a pegging ford fic ⚖️ college work
📉📉📉📉sleep
hiiii!! can you by any chance do a few dom!lila nsfw hcs (fem reader)? thank you soooo much!!
a/n — where my Lila girlies at, I need her so bad
summary — dom!Lila x f!Reader
✮⋆˙ Lila taking control in the bedroom happens more often than not, seeing as she has a dominant personality, it just kinda happens that way!
✮⋆˙ Loves teasing and toying with you, and will taunt of you for enjoying it.
✮⋆˙ Absolutely rough. She would just be very grabby and all of the place, touching you everywhere but very messily.
✮⋆˙ Probably would refer to herself as ‘mommy’ but it’s not like a serious kink. If you call her that she’d probably mock you.
✮⋆˙ She seems like the type of her who only cums when she’s on top, whether she has a strap or you do, or neither.
✮⋆˙ If you couldn’t tell, she’s probably be kinda mean. You know that fake-pity look she gave Diego when he was stuttering? That’s what you’re getting.
✮⋆˙ When she eats you out, it’s very sloppy, in a good way. She gets really hands on, buries her entire face in your pussy if she can.
✮⋆˙ Loves using toys on you.
i wonder how bill would react to someone wanting him carnally
He’d probably be weirded out and then use it to his advantage. He sees the appeal though.
Hello, dearest!
Bill with a partner that's on par with him regarding powers and strength??? HOT. A partner that exceeds that? FERAL.
He'd be so fucking mad about it, but he'd also be so curious about the strength that you possess. Does he respect you? A little. Will that stop him from mouthing off and being the world's biggest brat? No. In fact, that may even encourage it. Maybe he wants you to break him. Maybe he wants you angry at him. Maybe he wants you to let out your frustrations using his body.
Think about it, babe. He's bitching and whining about how weak you are. How you're not enough to him cause really how can he expect you to make him scream and moan if you can't even handle him? Maybe he'll even attempt to dom you instead. Imagine him being secretly so giddy inside watching you boil with anger? He wants it. Give it to him.
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STANLEY PINES! THE MAN THAT YOU ARE!
Honestly? His vibes to me are he's either a brat or he's the best sub!guard dog. Hear me out on the latter, he's such a strong dude. He's making ends meet and underneath all that, I know he's tired. Thinking about taking care of him after a hard day? Make him empty his mind as soon as he's with you. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He doesn't have to think.
Maybe... he'll be even into collars? A more physical reminder underneath his collar that there's someone out there looking our for him and to take care of him. Praise him while you're at it. Tell him how much of a good boy he is for taking care of his niece and nephew. How good he is for helping his twin.
Also, sugar baby!Stanley? Let me give him money so all he can worry about next is how he's gonna wear for us ❤️ i wanna spoil that man to the next century.
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Hope you have/had a nice shift at work, babes!
xoxoxoxoxo
been ITCHING to answer this request because both topics are literally my jam, on my mind 24/7.
Bill with a s/o that meets or exceeds his power? That has been picking at my brain since it first crossed my mind. The tension it would cause because, in reality, he’d just be so resentful. I especially think he’d be curious about your power, as you said, and so purposely being a dick and insulting you beyond reason, just to see what you can do. That’s the reason, the nasty sex afterwards is just a bonus!
STANLEY PINES I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!!!11!1!1! I do not get enough Stanley requests. And him being a sub is so precious, like I really just want to tell him how good of a job he does for everyone, and make him feel appreciated :(
converting u w cookie propaganda,,, 😈🙏
in all seriousness HIIII !!!! hruuu !!! ive missed u sm !!! ive been so inactive lately omfgggg but im trying to get back into writing so ? 1/3 yippee ? but yea !! i miss u and hope ur doing well ! 🫶🫶🫶
HIIII ROSEEE!!!! omg i miss u too bae 😢💔 also i’ve been so inactive all year tooooo but i’m probably gonna lock in soon bc the cookie brainrot is eating at my soul 😊
sorry for dropping off the planet everyone, i’ve had a weird few months — as it turns out the fan fiction writer curse is real because what the fuck.
anyways, i’m probably still not gonna be posting because… i don’t really have anything to post about right now interests wise.
But watch out when stranger things season 4 drops; i’ll be lethal.
Have we considered Bill with a breeding kink? He's the last of his species after all. Lonely, without any family...I can see him wanting to start his own family of little doritolings. Lord knows if or how it could work, but I think he'd get a kick out of trying.
Okay so realistically, not a chance and definitely not. BUT, in a world where i’m allowed to have fun, THIS IS SO INTERESTING!!! Maybe he’d be [disgusted] intrigued by human birth and in bringing the topic up, it’s like something to just ‘try’ in bed for him or something. I dunno, it definitely depends on who is like… getting bred. I think that would evoke different reactions from him depending.
I’d love to hear anyone else have thoughts about this!
INSIDE JOB KCFFPKAFRDJATS
I need me some more Subby Brett Hand fics like omggg I already read all the ones I could find
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Denying Brett an orgasm for like the millionth time and he tears up????
👀<3
a/n — Brett Hand my baby girl, I’d do anything for you. Anyways, I have reagan fics after this one.
warnings — Dom!reader, fem reader, Brett calls reader mommy
summary — Series of Sub!Brett headcanons, and then a drabble
ᯓ★ This man is so submissive, I will never understand how people write him as a dom, he is a subtop at best.
ᯓ★ Desperate for approval on an ungodly level, so this translates to a killer praise kink.
ᯓ★ He will need all the reassurance in the world that he’s making you feel good and that your actually enjoying him.
ᯓ★ “Good boy, Brett” He will automatically be on the edge, trying not to cum immediately. You really think so? You really think he’s doing good? He’s eating it up.
ᯓ★ Nowhere near unexperienced, the man was on a frat club in college. But that does imply that ‘making him feel loved’ was not on his party-hookups agenda.
ᯓ★ This basically means that being gentle with him would be a huge turn-on. Yes please make him feel comfortable, tell him how pretty he looks, tell him just how much you like him.
ᯓ★ Would call you mommy. He grew up getting no attention any authority’s figures in his life and now your doting on him and taking care of him? It just slips out!
ᯓ★ Ready to try most of anything, like anything you wanna do. Even if he doesn’t actually like the idea, but most times he would because it’s you.
“W-wait please, I really need to cum this time—“ Brett begged, looking up at you with a desperate look, hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead.
“I know, baby. And you’ve been so good for me,” you coo as he answers with a short whine, “But mommy’s not done with you yet, so you’re just gonna have to wait.”
”’m sorry mommy, i-i’m trying but— Oh fuck..”
He stops himself with a low whimper as you drag your finger along the base of his cock, while positioning yourself over him.
You were going to… ride him? He couldn’t handle that in this state, you had to know that! You’d denied him plenty of other times that night, but this seemed almost mean.
He’d have to hold himself back though, as he was terrified of you being upset with him.
You plopped yourself down on his cock, ignoring the tears that instantaneously bubbles in his eyes, “My good boy, you’re taking it all so well.”
He whined, “It’s— god, it’s so much— please, I need to— Aah!” you roll your hips suddenly fast, practically jamming his cock in your pussy, before slowly down. A tear rolled down Brett’s face, and then another.
“Aw, sh sh,” You lean down and wipe the tears path off his cheek, and then plant a kiss.
“Don’t cry, I know you can handle it. I know you can handle more than this.”