Bill Cipher Masterlist

the trauma compelled him to correct stanley's grammar

fellas is it gay to cover my entire house with imagery of my muse, the centre of my life, the sun in my galaxy

couples therapy)? I doubt it, Teresa doesn't get paid enough to put up with these two HAHHA

kiss kiss fall in debt

we need more asshole!Ford fics. The man has the tendency to be utterly unbearable and pompous, and i fuck with that heavy

Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

the fact that bill chose the great gatsby out of all texts is so so so so compelling to me. brother you just bared your soul to every gay lit student worth their salt. now all of china knows you fruitlessly chase an unachievable ideal that you insist must involve the love of your life that does not care about you with that same vigor

The best quality a fictional man can have is being deeply, pathetically, wretchedly in love with someone, I think

Is the seduction hat™ working?

stanford pines' love language is quality time.

he feels like he lost so much time, so many years stuck in the nightmare realm that he relishes any moment that he gets to spend time with you.

the most monotonous tasks like brushing his teeth or folding laundry feel so much more enthralling with you there.

wanting you to tag along on his anomaly hunting, eager to see the excitement and awe in your eyes with every new anomaly you encounter.

sitting underneath an impressive oak tree, your head resting on ford's lap as he reads or is writing in his journal.

no words need to be spoken, just the two of you relishing in each other's presence.

"say ford, do you ever get tired of our routine?"

"no, not particularly. what makes you ask?" he hums, glancing down at you with a raised brow.

"just curious, you've just had such exciting adventures in the past. i know you were literally stuck in another realm, but i sometimes wonder if this gets boring." you admit, fiddling with the leaf that had fallen from the tree, the colors transforming with the changing of the seasons.

ford closes his book, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on your forehead suddenly.

"my dear, i could never be bored in your company. any thing i get to do with you is truly an adventure of its own."