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[apxcalyptic-ciphxr]

Demons 101

@wmgdn "SO FAR YOU'VE LEARNED QUITE A BIT, KID. I'M ALMOST PROUD OF YOU. STILL, WE'RE GOING TO TAKE A BREAK FROM EARTH FOR A WHILE AND FOCUS ON MY SPECIES." He cracked his knuckles on by one, trying to figure out where to start. "MY KIND ARE CALLED SHAPE DEMONS BY EVERYONE AROUND US. WE CALL OUR OWN KIND THE SHAPELOIDS. WE ALL FLOAT SO MUCH THAT WE FORGOT HOW TO WALK. OUR RACE IS RUN BY HIGH COUNCIL CONSISTING OF TEN MEMBERS. ARE YOU WITH ME SO FAR??"

[sadistic-pyramid]

Mirrored Persona || Closed RP with WMGDN || Will Cipher

@wmgdn

Will had never expected to see himself in the mirror that stood covered in the corner of the room he was cleaning. Master Mason and Mistress Mabel had told him he wasn’t to return until the room was cleaned. He stared at the yellow triangle on the other side, his eye wide as he reached to touch the glass.

It was quite fascinating until his hand touched the glass and found himself thrown off balance, falling through the mirror. He panicked, thrown into a brighter room. The Mystery Shack.. but.. warmer.

He shrunk back, trying to move back to the mirror, but it was solid glass. Tears wells as he tried to get back. Oh, Master Mason would not be pleased..

[dontcallmelittledipper]

continued from x [ @wmgdn ]

Dipper sat up, wiping at his eyes. Bill was gloating, he could tell-- shrugging his shoulders, the brunet scooted back and drew his knees to his chest. 

                                 “I--.... I don’t think you’d get it,” he said miserably, burying his face in his knees. “And you’d probably make fun of me anyway...” It was true, Dipper was sure that he’d get heckled even more if Bill knew the truth.

So instead, he opted to just shake his head and keep his face hidden.

                And honestly, he felt-- awful for being so bothered over something so- so-- .... teenaged. Dipper groaned a little. As if he didn’t have enough insecurities and things to beat himself up over.

[saltysciencesixer]

wmgdn reblogged your post: “Infinite Bills also means there are infinite...

“Well, looks like most of those you’s are just no fun.”

“On the contrary, it sounds to me that those versions of me are having a blast, especially if that blast is directed towards your face.”

[bannedinmoststates]

closed rp w/ @wmgdn

Summer was over. Time had passed, wounds have had time to heal- and it would be risky leaving the godforsaken statue in the woods for some naive passerby to find. Stan wasn’t sure where he had gotten the idea- it had just popped into his head one morning- and had, at the time, seemed innocent enough.

And so, after convincing Soos that it was a good idea for business- it helped that man hardly ever went against his word anyway- Stan had managed to drag it back to the Mystery Shack to become a permanent fixture- a reminder of the day that the world nearly ended- put on display. The only rule- nobody was allowed to touch- they must stay at least three feet back and admire it from afar.

So why was he suddenly whispering to one of the tourists, a little girl who had wandered away from her mother, that she could be an exception and step over the line. A small, slight brush of the fingers wouldn’t hurt. Right? She seemed skeptical after hearing the stories surrounding the statue. Still, he smiled and told her it added to the local lore- and that’s all it was- a story.

The girl, against her better judgement, crossed over the line. She stepped towards the statue, wary, glancing back at the man and then for her mother, who was still milling about somewhere in the proximity. Stan gave her a thumbs up and she reached her hand out-

Where was he getting these ideas.

“Kid- wait- don’t touch that-” he shouted, putting a hand up to his head as though in a reverie.

[dontcallmelittledipper]

continued from x || @wmgdn

  The brunet leaned back slightly, leveling the demon with a scowl. Keep calm, he told himself, expression even as he could manage. A thousand questions almost launched from the teen’s mouth- 

                               But he steeled himself before proceeding. 

  “While it may not seem like much to you, I’ve been working on plenty,” he replied sourly, crossing his arms. “What are you doing here? What do you want?” 

                Careful, now. He didn’t want to play hostile just yet- truth be told, Dipper was shocked to see Bill Cipher here, alive, back-- but curiosity got the better of him. 

[onelittlepuppet-blog]

[WMGDN] Hi! I was wondering if you'd like to interact with my Blog... I RP Bill's brother from a fanfiction called Flat Dreams. I thought it might be interesting. :>

(( Of course!! ))

(( I was actually looking at your blog a while ago, when I first started my account, tbh, and I’d be wanting to talk to you! ))

[pinetrce]

[WMGDN] ♡♢ !!! Love you, man!

What Say You? | No Longer Accepting

♡ - I love everything about your blog. Just EVERYTHING.

♢ - You’re one of my favorite blogs.

{ Thank you!! I have such a great time writing with you. I thoroughly enjoyed your Bill, and I am really loving your Liam, too. And you were the first person to reach out to me in this fandom and it was such a warm and wonderful welcome, and I’m so grateful for that. Grateful for you! Thank you!! }