Holyyyy Shitttt I’ve Never Run Into A Writing Blog I Agree With So Much! Refusal To Write Dom!male

the fiddleford requests are absolutely delicious thank you everyone 😁

GOD FORBID WOMEN DO ANYTHING

My humanoid Bill likes shapeshifting body types a lot (an excuse for me to draw him however I please) and in his weakened state, he's in a more unassuming form.

his prison suit's sleeves and pants have to be rolled up so he can fit

I just can see this scenario with Stan! Please if you don't feel comfortable to write it tell me !

Stanley who was always "in control" and a dom in the bedroom ( even feeling like it's necessary as a consequence of his parents) to finally letting himself go, be taken care of, letting his control down and fully entrusting her in being very vulnerable (outside the bedroom he did let his guard down but he had a blockage to let it go intimately) !!!

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Awwwwwhshdhfhhd this is unfortunately very in character. I feel like he’d have a massive problem with letting himself be taken care of, like and being seen as weak or being lesser because of it. So you’d have to be very gentle at first, and not to praising from the gettgo, because then he’ll think you’re making fun of him.

But as you slowly start to ride him and pin his hands beside you maybe then you can start making remarks about how good he’s taking it. Watch him unravel if you keep going, because he does desperately need your validation, the kind he never got as a kid and still never gets now. Tell him how lucky you are the have him, how perfect he is, and how much you love him.

He’ll be such a mess.

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This is me rambling, not a request, but LORD. I did not think about fiddleford that way at all originally but now that I’ve been exposed to it, it’s all been downhill since then. Don’t even want to tease him or be mean, just want to treat that farmboy to plenty of praise. Be real sugary sweet to him all while overstimming him

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mmmmmgpgppgph, overstim on fiddleford. I think the poor baby deserves some praise, he does so much for everyone else. I think Alex described it best once when talking about how Mcgucket only sees him self as valuable when he’s building things for other people.

Like imagine just treating him, he doesn’t need to be doing anything other than sitting back and letting you spoil him. He’d like that so much.

Cooing things at him bout how helpful, and handsome, and good he is. Not letting him lift a finger, but fully catering to his needs. Telling him you can stop any time, especially since you’ve been giving him so much attention that his eyes are tearing up!

But he’ll shake his head for you to keep going because you’re being so nice and giving to him, and he didn’t even have to do anything to get your praise.

Silly request but imagine helping Bill "groom" his triangle self. Gently wipe him with a cloth. Carefully dip it in the little space between the bricks, can't leave that zone unclean! Alternatively, a classic soapy bubble bath. Silly straws included, what the hell, he's probably drinking the bath water and listing the chemical ingredients back at you while you gently rub him clean. Fun times

The Bug Collector

1.1k words,, Bill Cipher x reader

a/n — Procrastination killed my soul during this, I think it turned out okay, though! Sorry for typos, your girl is tired.

warnings — SFW, post!weirdmaggedon, as ‘fluffy’ as you can get with Bill cipher, he is his own warning, kinda toxic relationships, fluff and bill being pathetic

summary — Reader assists a recently fallen Bill Cipher in self care, despite his general all-mighty asshole-ness.

The exoskeleton of a bug was practical, a water-tight barrier most commonly known for muscle attachments, and its use to shelter and protect the insects gushy insides from its harsh environment. 

The exoskeleton of a triangle was for mostly for aesthetics, as the underneath was far more horrifying than anything in the harsh environment around it. Or so the triangle claims.

You dipped a soapy sponge into the bucket in front of you, as bill propped his feet up on the bathtub. 

“You conquer worlds and destroy planets, but yeah, why not draw the line at cleaning yourself.”

“Please, what better way to make use out of my new human pet— partner, than this?” He corrected loudly and purposefully. Then looking to the side, he mumbled, “And besides, kid, you have no idea how hard it is to clean between the bricks. Euck— So many blind spots.”

The first part was a throwaway reminder that he had far more power than you in this dynamic, something you’d picked up on Bill casually doing in his time with you. 

Being roommates with a butt-hurt demon, given the ending of weirdmaggedon, allowed you the privilege of being more cautious than previous humans were with Bill. For example, you’ve taken to keeping track of his repeated habits and patterns. 

On of which, just so happened to be reminding you how small you were compared to him. 

You jabbed the sponge in-between on of the bricks, “Ow!” He narrowed his eye at you, “Watch it, pal. I’m starting to think you’ve never cleaned a triangle before.”

“I’d hate to give that impression.” You softened your hold on him, “Delicate work, I always say.”

And it was delicate work. After his defeat, he’d been roughed up a surprising bit, powers even weakened. 

Weakened.

“Not too delicate,” he shot you glance. Guess he’d heard that thought process. 

Although, most days he’d seemed to be in a thought process of his own. Weird.

You cleared your throat, “How often does this even need to be done?”

He blinked, “Well, let’s see. Once every—“ he waved his hand around “—few hundred years. Very high maintenance, do not recommend it.”

High maintenance, yeah. At this point, Bill had taken to talking about some other topic, you hadn’t been really listening, something about intergalactic food joints.

Every once and a while he’d bring up something that happened with one of his ‘henchmaniacs’ before getting slightly irritated at the lack of presence in his life now, and changing the subject. 

Bill was interesting to study, you couldn’t lie. His eyelashes curled away from each other, like the mangled legs of a recently dead spider. His hands were very present when he talked, like most people of business. His body flicked side to side slightly at certain moments. 

You became more gentle naturally, taking care of every crevice, and for some reason Bill becomes gradually quieter.

“Something wrong?” You asked, not stopping.

Bill blinked, “Eh, been a minute since i’ve had a human servant. Maybe, I was thinking of other things you can help with!”

You sigh, “Yeah, because i’m your servant. As if.” In your mind, your thinking do the fact he was your roommate, in your house, eating your food. 

“Hey, don’t get all butt-hurt. You’re all ants to me, buddy, nothing to be ashamed of!” His eye flicked back and forth between you and the room.

Then you stop scrubbing, “Bill, I might as well be your landlord.” You know he can read your thoughts, so you make a point to justify yourself. Already weakened from his failed apocalypse, anything other than vague respect for you would land him homeless. Most likely, his response to this would be killing you, but there’s only so much he can do afterwards. 

He’d have a place to stay, but with no electricity or heating, and in his damaged physical form he actively does need those things. And trying to get a new human would be a hassle, and unlike you, no guarantee they’d let him stay there without calling the authorities.

“Yeesh,” Bill remarks, “Buzzkill… You are still a bug compared to me, though—“

You drop the sponge in the bucket, “I think you’re done.”

He looks taken aback when you pull away, “What? Come on, over the bug comment? Jeez, buddy—“

“No I mean you’re actually done,” you gesture to his body, now shining and slick with soap suds. “I got everything, there’s nothing else to do.”

You go to turn around before you feel a small hand grabbing for the back of your shirt. 

“Wait, wait!” He breathes, eye flicking from side to side, “… You have to dry me off first.”

He looked slightly panicked, like if you stopped taking care of him now, you’d leave and never come back. Your thought process earlier couldn’t have helped. 

The way he scurried and gasped for you was reminiscent of panicked earwig and a rock is lifted up. The comparison should have grossed you out, but it kinda just made you feel a little bad.

If he was paying attention to your thoughts, he didn’t show it. This would have usually given you the impression he’d wanted you to be thinking the way you were, but he seemed a little wrapped up in his own head. 

“Come on, kid. Don’t tell me you’re gonna kick me out because I asked you to dry me off. One last thing and then you don’t even have to talk to me the rest of the night! Sounds like a good deal, right?” 

His slightly desperate looking sales pitch was met with a sigh, you picked up a dry towel and began to pat the soap suds off of him. His body slowly breathed in, making it look like he was sighing, but no noise came out.

You wondered then if he was actually touch-starved, but cut your thoughts there because this time he had nothing better to do then pay attention to what you were thinking. 

“Ouch, i’m not that desperate, pal.” But he was.

His exoskeleton was dry, but you didn’t stop patting him down. His eyelid shut slowly, and the spider-legs on them curled into each other once more. 

The exoskeleton of a bug was practical, but one of a triangle seemed to simply be for aesthetics. 

However, on some rare occasions, it possesses the same desire for love as human bodies. Only, when very desperate, of course. 

I love this so much!! Everyone on my blog knows this idea fascinates me, and I agree heavily with everything you’re saying.

The way Bill would absolutely hate being weaker than someone, the amount of resentment he would hold over you would be absolutely insane. So as you said, that one-sided rivalry makes so much sense.

I think he’d do everything in his power to one-up you, grow his power and support, to be better than you. But of course, if the rivalry is one sided, that might be only of the leading reasons he considers other options. What’s the point of making a fool of himself, loosing respect, if it’s not getting him anywhere.

Being a businessman, as you said, it’s so in-character to flip the whole situation around to his advantage.

Mmmpgphph the whole thing is just so perfect to me. The more comfortable he gets, the more he decides to test out your power? Yes, and it’s so much better when you’re angry.

ABHHHHHH PERFECT I LOVE THS!!!!!!!

what do u think bill would be like with a s/o whos a god even more powerful than he is?

Love this ask! Since this is in question format, I'm assuming you want a ramble.

Warnings: ramble, toxic relationships, alcohol mention, unhealthy attachment styles

Let's get one thing straight- Bill does NOT like accepting when he's weaker than someone.

Bill says he knows everything, but I don't think he actually knows everything. He probably wouldn't even know that someone is more powerful than him unless they make that purposefully clear.

This could either be because of denial or lack of interest- but you would definitely need to prove that you're more powerful.

After it's proven that you're more powerful he immediately hates your guts. He cannot stand feeling inferior. This can be connected to him feeling inferior because of his mutation in Euclidea, he doesn't want to feel that again.

I think it would also start a one-sided rivalry between you two. Like he would do his best to be better but constantly fail. And you wouldn't even notice- which hurts his pride incredibly.

So, the two of you getting together would be a slooooowwwwww burn. Like thousands of years type thing.

I think the only reason he would innitiate a relationship with someone stronger than him is to use them. But knowing this little pathetic triangle he would catch feelings two days into his big manipulation plan.

Like- You're giving him love, affection, and attention? What??? Then he's in love and has to include you as a bigger component in any world domination plans he has in the future.

At the begining he would do everything he can to feel like the one that's "in-charge" in the relationship. That includes anything from manipulation to fear tactics like threats and push and pull type stuff.

But when that doesn't work he'd be in a weird place where he both resents you but can't help but still have feelings.

Eventually, in his own twisted way, he would be into it though. Maybe one of his henchmaniacs talked to him about it and changed his perspective a bit.

"You don't like that your partner is more powerful than you?" Jheselbraum takes one of the shot glasses next to Bill and pours herself a drink.

"Psh- powerful? No... I'm better! I can- I can..." Bill trails off and opts to take another shot.

"Y'know, it's not that bad." She takes a shot, "You have scary dog privileges." She shrugs.

Bill pauses and then slowly turns to Jheselbraum. He begins to laugh uncontrollably. So much so that Jheselbraum takes the I'm Fine Juice bottle and awkwardly backs out the room.

She's right!

He can use you to seal more deals, make more plans, almost anything he can't get done himself he can use you for.

You'll be the one to shield him from consequences, you'll protect him, you'll be the one that makes sure he gets his way. You won't leave when the kitchen gets hot. You said you love him so you'll do anything for him, won't you?

He would start to gush over how strong and powerful you are because now he sees it as an advantage to him.

He sighs dreamily as he imagines all the laws of space and time you can break.

He'd most definitely daydream about the two of you conquering the world together. With you by his side it'll be so much easier.

Other than just using you though-

He'd test you. A lot. He'd push all the buttons he can to see what makes you snap. What are your limits? How many of his antics will you let slide? How will you make your anger known? If he goes too far will you hurt him somehow? He almost wants you to.

You want him to stop annoying you? Show him what you've got. Show him what all the buzz is about. What makes you more powerful.

Make him stop.

I think he would low-key like having you be angry at him. It makes him feel like he has all your attention.

And we all know Bill loves attention.

hot take everybody, I want him so bad.

bro have you seen the butch stans going around??? i sure have. holy fuck. i wanna hop on that woman like crazy... anyways yes i also enjoy gravity falls and am debating starting to draw out my own (obviously butch/fem leaning) versions off fiddle, stan n ford.. maybe bill too.. should i??

YES OMGNFNGN DRAW YOUR OWN VERSIONS I LOVE YOU!!! I ❤️ butch stan and ford designs. Like i’m in love. Butch fiddleford and Bill? 100% on board.

Welcome to the blog

My name is Ellie! I’m currently in college but in my downtime I like to write stupid little fics for my latest obsession - feel free to leave a request, after reading the rules.

if you know me from before, also here’s my masterlist

RULES —

Do’s : I will write fluff, angst, nsfw, headcanons, drabbles, full fics, gender-neutral & fem!reader, as well as afab & amab

Don’ts : oc x reader(depends), dom!male characters, male!reader, any nsfw that I deem too freaky

QUICK REMINDERS I have the right to not interact with any ask I don’t want too, and add rules when I see fit.

I’ll do most nsfw prompts, so if you have an idea you think is really kinky, i’d say still take the chance, just know that I might not respond if I don’t fuck with it [anything with barf or scat is too far.]

And I will NOT write dom!male character, I will write dom!female character.

If you don’t specify the readers gender, it will just be neutral. This gets trickier with nsfw, I don’t have male parts, so the default will be afab.

Also, if the request isn’t specifically asking for a fic/drabble/headcanons, i’ll just ramble my thoughts in short. Sometimes this doesn’t apply if the idea is really to my liking.

WHO I WRITE FOR —

Current fixation is gravity falls! This means i’ll be loving these requests for the next few months.

GRAVITY FALLS Stanford Pines, Stanley Pines, Bill Cipher, Fiddleford Mcgucket [young]

ADVENTURE TIME Simon Petrikov, Betty Grof, Bubblegum, Marceline, Marceline’s fuckass dad

UMBRELLA ACADEMY Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Allison Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Viktor Hargreeves, and Lilah

INSIDE JOB Brett Hand, Reagan Ridley, Gigi, Andre, probably JR ngl

MISCELLANEOUS Benson from Regular Show, Deadpool, Tony Stark, Sidney Prescott

REQUESTS — OPEN