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⋮ ㅤ △ㅤ ㅤ 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡⠀ ⠀ ⛓️ : : ofhope ,
𝑰 . CARRD | 𝑰𝑰 . PROMO | 𝑰𝑰𝑰 . PROMPTS. | 𝑰𝑽 . PLAYLIST | 𝑽 . SC | 𝑽𝐈 . '
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𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋: Trafalgar Law , Howl Pendragon , Angel Dust
i...need to redo this whole blog omg
[ 𖤐⤸₊˚ 1-800-MORTEM ] ⸺ 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝚅. 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙴 . 𝚂𝙴𝙼𝙸-𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 , 𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸-𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴.
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𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝗠𝗢𝗩𝗜𝗘 ? ♡ or ↻ if interested in interacting !
My friend gave me this idea
alrighty its unfortunately getting late for me since i have to get up for work in a few hours so im gonna get some sleep. i will send the rest of the starters tomorrow !
bill giving u && your muse a good morning / good afternoon / good night smooch. he's expecting one in return.
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ❝ well well well ! aren't you a sight for sore eye ! — stanford filbrick pines ! my old pal ! ❞ ㅤㅤㅤ unblinking eye narrowing into a crescent of amusement.ㅤㅤ❝ I've been waiting an ETERNITY to have nice little chat face to face ! ❞
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐘 phased directly into Ford’s personal space, his glowing form floating mere inches away. He leaned in close, his single eye wide with playful malice, and with a swift motion, flicked the man's nose.
@authorofthejournals , summoned bill ! △
𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃, a FATE he believed beneath him. stuck in a stone prison, his form slowly regenerating from its once broken form. As he remained IMPRISONED in that unmoving form, he felt the world around him with a heightened sense of awareness, each sensation a reminder of his confinement. Time, an irrelevant concept to a dream demon, stretched ENDLESSLY . He felt the slow but persistent erosion of the stone, the way the earth encroached upon his prison. Yet, the most sensation was the warmth of blood seeping into the soil around him. he was awoken from his slumber ———— At first, it was a mere trickle, an anomaly in the otherwise monotonous passage of time. But soon, it became a steady flow, soaking the ground, saturating the very roots of his prison. then came the weakened whimpers and groans of a woman that followed.
The blood carried a distinct tang of desperation, fear, and pain, emotions that Bill RELISHED. He could almost taste the anguish and turmoil of those whose lifeblood now fed the earth around him. It was a cruel reminder of the power he once wielded, the power that was now so tantalizingly close yet frustratingly out of reach. his consciousness raged within the stone, seeking an escape, an opportunity to exploit this new development. He could sense the potential in the blood. Where there was death, there would be new life. Where there was destruction, there would eventually be REBIRTH.
Bill's power, though contained, was far from gone. He could feel it, a slow, steady burn in the depths of his being. It was a smoldering ember, waiting for the right moment, the right catalyst to reignite into a roaring flame. Bill's mind coiled around this hylian's vulnerability, ready to exploit it to his advantage. With a soft, almost imperceptible whisper, he reached out, his voice slithering through the shadows like a serpent && filling his mind.
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❛ ❛ what do we HAVE HERE ? SEEMS like someone's in a bit of a predicament ———— ❜ ❜ the demon's voice a blend of charm .
@narumakiii , summoned bill ! △
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 flickered erratically, bathing the streets in hues of sickly pink and electric blue. The air was thick with smoke — cigarettes and cigars mingling with the acrid scent of brimstone. .The room was suffused with a low, crimson glow, the kind of ambiance designed to intimidate and impress in equal measure. The V headquarters was a testament to the opulence born of sin — walls of deep velvet red, golden chandeliers dripping with unnatural light, and furniture that looked like it cost more than most souls in Hell could afford to wager. The dimly lit chamber reeked of decadence and desperation. Valentino's office was a study in sin, with its plush leather armchairs, sultry jazz playing faintly from a record player in the corner, and the faint, acrid scent of cigars lingering in the air. The kingpin himself lounged on a velvet divan, the glow of his ever-present cigarette illuminating his sharp, toothy grin. its embers reflecting on the moth's heart shaped glasses. Opposite him, defying the seriousness of the occasion, was a triangular figure that could only be described as unnervingly whimsical. Bill Cipher floated in place, his single eye blinking in mock patience as his yellow form shimmered faintly, as if the laws of Hell itself couldn’t quite decide how to hold him in place.
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ Well, well, well ! ❞ the entity's voice rang out, a chaotic blend of amusement and condescension. ㅤ❝ You roll out the red carpet, set the mood lighting, and even bring out the big guns for little ol’ me. I must say, Valentino, you sure know how to flatter an anomaly ! ❞
@heavens-sin , summoned bill ! △
HOW TO DRAW BILL CIPHER (tutorial)
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“&– - A decision, regardless of which, that may prove to become a regret.”
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — a nanosecond in a timeless void — Bill was silent . save for the faint hum of ancient, incomprehensible forces pulsing in the void they occupied. Then, the golden hue around Bill flared, his single eye narrowing as his thin, black limbs gestured with exaggerated flair. with a sound somewhere between a chuckle and the hiss of static, he broke into a grin so wide it seemed to split reality itself.
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤ❝ . . . . Oh-ho-ho ! Regret ? ❞ ㅤ Bill’s voice dripped with mockery, the pitch rising in a singsong lilt before dropping into a sardonic drawl. ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Buddy, you’re talkin’ to me! Regret and I? We go waaaay back! ❞ ㅤ He gestured over his shoulder with a thumb-like flick of his arm, as if gesturing to an unseen gallery of past mistakes. He spun in place, his aura shimmering like sunlight on fractured glass. ㅤㅤ❝ You think I don’t know how this little dance could go? The big bad Daedric Prince + the all seeing and all knowing — oooh, so spooky! ❞ ㅤ He put a hand to where his mouth would be if he had one, letting out an exaggerated gasp. ㅤㅤ❝But you’re not the only one who knows how to play the long game, pal! ❞ The entity leaned closer, his form distorting as he loomed in the impossible way only he could, his glowing eye eclipsing Mora’s nearest appendages.
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ—ㅤ ㅤ❝ Tell ya what, squiddy : I’m all in. So go ahead, roll those cosmic dice, make your cryptic little moves — but don’t kid yourself into thinking I don’t know the stakes. ❞ With a flick of his "hand," he conjured a swirling vortex of blue fire, his aura now sparking with sharp, jagged tendrils of light. ㅤ❝ But hey, if you wanna play coy, that’s fine. Just don’t forget: I’ve made plenty of deals before, and I always — always — get what I want.. ❞ His voice dropped, a low, threatening hum that thrummed with dangerous promise. He snapped back into his previous joviality, spinning in a jaunty circle.
ㅤ❝ So ! What’ll it be, big guy ? You gonna stick to your ‘ominous oracle’ schtick, or are we gonna make some real magic happen here ?. ❞
Bill’s eye glinted, unblinking, as if daring Mora to take the bait.
𖤐 ꒷៹ ₆⁶₆ ࣪ . › ࣪ . › ㅤㅤㅤ❝ . . . . 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 your days && your minuets kid. you're going to learn why I'm FEARED , ❞ ㅤ
Con. // @iinsomnium
He observes the entity quietly, a smile curving lips. Bill was always so dramatic and, while Rothalion knew full well many would shrink or cower to his displays Ro himself never did. He peered at him curiously rather... and with awe.
Surely the shifting is grotesque but its not outside the realm of things the elezen has witnessed before - from Bill prior nor from his own journey many moons before. His smile grows and yet despite the display, there is fondness in his gaze. Rorie... He liked that name, he liked it even more when Bill spoke it whether he lengthened the pronunciation or snipped it short. Despite the split of the eye, the jagged teeth that could be construed as a threat, the long sickly appendage that lurches from the center of the entity's face and slithers closer, Ro tilts his head back and continues to retain visual contact. He wouldn't look away, would not even consider flinching...
Instead, Ro reaches out and steps closer. He chuckles low, eyes flickering, his irises eclipsing into thinner and thinner rings with the dilation of his pupils leaving his own gaze darkened and intimidating to most. Fingertips brush delicately, sensually along his tongue.
"A gift for me, darling?" he purrs in response, standing up on his tiptoes. He hums deep in his throat, eyelashes fluttering as he sticks out his tongue and teasingly runs it over the tip of Bill's, fingers trailing further along the length of it. He tilts his head.
"Would you come closer, my dear? Allow me to hold you..." he breathes and parts his lips, curling his tongue around Bill's slowly and pulling him into his mouth just slightly.
𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄, 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓, escaped him like a dissonant symphony, echoing in the space around them. Rothalion’s unflinching gaze, that bold, darkened intensity in his pupils, and the confident tilt of his head — oh, how deliciously defiant. And the audacity to invite more ? To meet his grotesque display not with fear but with such brazen sensuality ? It made the entity buzz with unrestrained delight. His appendage twitched, recoiling momentarily as if to feign hesitation, before darting forward again with a predatory eagerness.
When fingers brushed along the slimy, pulsating surface of his tongue, Bill’s grin fractured into a wild laugh, the air around them shimmering with his unnatural energy. With a lurching shift of his form, the shadowy mass closed the distance, hovering over the elezen in an attempt to smother him, and the thick tendril of his tongue slid between his lips, coiling over his tongue and suddenly plunge down his throat. The entity hummed, a shivering vibration of sound that resonated in the very air, and leaned down. A pair of clawed hands rose, one cradling his jaw, the other tangling fingers into his hair, and the demon triangular form descended on Rothalion with a ravenous, crushing force, engulfing him in his embrace.
As his tongue thrust down his throat, the entity felt the heat of his skin, the slick of his saliva, the tightening constriction of his muscles. With a hungry snarl, Bill dragged his claws across his scalp and twisted his fingers in his hair, forcing him closer and pushing deeper, the coils of his tongue undulating with a writhing motion as they explored his insides, seeking out the places that one wouldn't dare imagine reaching. — The way he shivers, his body quivering against him. The way his throat contracts around him, his muscles rippling in a spasm of reflexive reaction. He could feel him swallow, feel the tightness, the sensation of his throat closing around him. bill could'nt help but laugh at the sensations and savor the reactions he's pulling from the man.
Like in a fight or on a date orrrr @iinsomnium
yes.
"IT IS WISE TO HEED THE WORDS OF THE EYE. THE EYE KNOWS. EYE KNOWS”
IND. SEL. PRIV HERMAEUS MORA OF THE ELDER SCROLLS BUILT ON ORIGINAL CONCEPTS MIXED WITH CANON. MULTIVERSE WRITTEN BY JACKALOPE
couldn't focus until i made this
