Greetings to all who may stumble upon this blog. I will indefinitely post a lot of Bill Cipher related content and other stuff. I'll most likely post written content, but there is still a chance that I will post drawn and even animated content though.
You can request me an idea for a head canon, or even just tell me your ideas about any fandom I'm a part of that you recommend me to write about. But please, if I do not interact/answer your ask/submission, do not be upset. I sometimes will simply not interact/answer just because, so please do not take it personally if I do not answer/interact with your question/message.
Currently I am interested in writing x Reader fanfics of:
-Other Versions of Bill/ Gravity Falls Au (I will not write for this as I am unfamiliar with the characters and may end up writing out of character situations)
-Character x Character
-Incest
Allowed:
-Anything that is not written on disallowed
-Bill Cipher questions/submissions
-Bill Cipher x Reader
-Lux Imperator / Mr. Ring-A-Ding x Reader
-Fluff
-Headcannons
-Ideas
-Angst (Might not be great at writing angst actually but I'll try my best)
-Drabbles
More Things to Take Note of:
I will not yet write oneshots and full fics at the moment as I am very busy most of the time. But there is still a chance that I will respond to requests that ask for oneshots/ full fics, so please do go ahead and ask/request for anything that's not a headcannon.
It's alright if your request is not specific. Though be warned, as I will write my own interpretation of the prompt. If it is specific then I will try my best to write as close to your explanation but I may still add my own ideas to it, but if you don't want me to do so, then you can just include in your request that you want it to only stay related to the details you sent.
I may update this later on, but for now just ask/send anything that is appropriate as I am still testing out what may or may not work for me. Either way I hope you enjoy what I'll post in the near future.
Request Status: Open
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Ok so just played it. It's a good start not going to lie. I really like the menu art! But sadly it's a demo, it was a nice read. I won't spoil anyone the details but I honestly recommend checking this out
Thank you for playing! ^_^ I too wish that the demo was longer, but that would have meant that I'd have to further postpone the release... But, the good news is, the next update should be much longer than ver1.0.1! :D (I'd like for it to be the next two sections, along with some UI updates. Should be an hour plus of stuff to read unless I'm miscounting again)
Ok so just played it. It's a good start not going to lie. I really like the menu art! But sadly it's a demo, it was a nice read. I won't spoil anyone the details but I honestly recommend checking this out
Wanted to write something related to what I'm working on and that something is also for Valentines Day! Happy Valentines Day everyone!
Read Chapter 1 here
Chapter ??: Gardening
-Bill Cipher x Reader
Warnings: Bill Cipher lol
A calm breeze blows past the meadow in a swift motion. The glint of the sun washing the pastures in a golden tint of yellow.
There you tended to a small patch of land, moving gently as you moved some dirt in search of space for the plant you found earlier. It was quiet. It usually was... but considering the new addition, you're beginning to become curious as to where he might be. Soon enough however, once you turn your gaze, it quickly meets Bills. You raise your hand, giving him a wave. But he only gazes back. Expression suspiciously blank.
You've been living with him for some time now. So far you're not sure of what to think. He's acted exactly like he's been entailed to be. Very reactive at times, yet can be silent when he chooses to. He likes strange or interesting objects, and he can be sharp yet humorous at the same time. It feels like he's keeping you at a distance. Which can be understandable you supposed.
Your gaze continue to linger, and he continues to float. But before you could tend back to the plants, his voice stops you.
"WHAT? CHECKING THE MERCHANDISE?" Bill gives a slight squint.
Your eyes widen slightly, before you averted your gaze, a small chuckle on the top of your tongue, "Apologies, I didn't mean to stare."
"CAN'T BLAME YOU, MAJORITY OF THE PEOPLE I'VE MET FELL HEAD OVER HEELS BEFORE I EVEN GOT THE CHANCE TO SPEAK" he states proudly while adjusting his tie.
"Is that so?" you question, tending back to the task at hand.
"A GROUP OF PEOPLE ONCE CHANTED FOR MY ARRIVAL BEFORE THEIR HEADS DROPPED TO THE GROUND," he states nonchalantly.
A hum slips past your lips, "A grand gesture I assume."
Once more he doesn't answer. Another pause. It stretches uncomfortably. But this time, you decide to intervene.
"You've seen many things, yes?" you question, eyes flickering to his direction.
Once more, he squints his eye for a moment before letting the atmosphere pull him towards you, "MANY THINGS? I SEE EVERYTHING, STARRY EYES."
"Great, cause I'm not sure if this here is called a Zinnia, or something else," the palm of your hand led his gaze to the ground. There, a vibrant light-orange flower with yellow highlights is rooted.
It only took him a second before answering, "THAT'S A POOR ATTEMPT IN MAKING A VEGETATION AREA!" He leans closer and pokes one of its petals, "I MEAN REALLY, HUMANS ARE DUM ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY PLANT THESE THINGS?"
"ALL THESE ZINNIA FLOWERS ARE GOOD FOR IS PEST CONTROL. BUT EVEN THEN IT ONLY REPELS TYPICAL BUGS!" he exclaims.
A smile stretches on your face and you simply laugh, "Well I suppose at least it can still help maintain a small area."
He snaps his fingers, "I BET IT'LL WILT BY TOMORROW."
This causes you to tilt your head slightly, "Why do you think so?"
"JUST A GUESS," he states, eyeing one of the plants off-color leaf.
You tapped your chin, "I suppose I should transfer it somewhere with direct sunlight"
Picking the trowel once more, you began to dig the soil. As soon as you do so, a low hum dragged from his form. He slowly backed away. And just like that he's managed to remove himself from the conversation.
Ever since you've met he's often done that. You're not sure if it's the norm for him. Perhaps, he's not very interested in the topic at the moment.
"Thanks by the way," you managed to state before he was out of earshot.
And for a moment, you felt his gaze turn back. It was heavy. Colder than usual.
...
Then, it quickly dissipates. You assume he went back to the house.
An early sneak peek to something I've been working on recently... (Not really sure what to call it)
So far I've been trying to improve my writing abilities.
Chapter 1: Shared Sunrise
-Bill Cipher x Reader
A loud sigh escaped Bill as he lay flat on the meadow. Theraprism had been bad enough, but this? Well, it's actually objectively better... However-
Breaking his train of thought, you drifted into his peripheral vision, settling yourself right beside him. Looking down, you meet his gaze, but in a fit of pique, he squeezed his eye shut, refusing to acknowledge your company.
You hum in amusement before going back to what you were doing. Once Bill felt your gaze lift, he takes the risk and opens his eye, you weren't exactly out of his vision, but atleast you weren't looking at him.
It's been a peaceful day (?), the stars adorned the sky, and the only sound to be heard was the soft gush of wind. The whole place was like a serene painting, that Bill desperately wants to set on fire. No destruction, no loud noises, even Earth is more unstable than this place. Although there is the occasional entropy that occured at times, but it's not really anything exciting. If anything the only thing that he found interesting so far is how vastly different the arrangements of the stars are from Earth.
He's not sure how long he's been here, and he's not exactly sure who you are. What he does know is that his powers are gone, and it's you and the big frilly guy's fault. He can still float, but other than that, nothing. No pyrokinesis, no mind reading, no abilities that he can use to escape or cause destruction. Even though he can still float, he can only go so high before he gets pulled back close to the ground. He suspects maybe you have something to do with that, or maybe it's the atmosphere.
None of you tried to hold a conversation. Only a few glances, were exchanged so far. A polite smile from you, his eye squinting in suspicion. Later, maybe he'll eventually talk to you, hoping to find something about you to exploit.
For now he chooses to observe.
So far he only knows that you too can float, and so can other things on this strange place. Small patches of grass and the ground, along with a few leaves floated... He's starting to think maybe his ability to float isn't caused by his powers. Another thing that's suspicious is how high you can float. He's seen you float high above, perhaps even past the atmosphere. This makes him suspect that you're most likely another powerful being that only looks like a human. Knowing that, he doesn't know if he should be concerned or be more annoyed.
You haven't tried to do anything sketchy with him yet, so he doesn't bother worrying about his current situation.
Swiftly, he pulls himself up. Taking a look around once more, it's still pitch black. The stars and moon being the only things illuminating the area. But other than that, something else was emitting light.
Turning to where you were facing, he sees a distinct glowing ball of yarn floating slightly above ground. You were knitting something. He would have looked away if he didn't notice your face beginning to be gilded in dim sunlight as the sun slowly rose, the moon just beginning to hide on the other side. Well that's new.
He didn't expect this place to be capable of having a sunrise. The moon was present for a long time that he began to think this place would be in pitch black forever. Not that he minded that much, he liked the stars. Much too long his gaze lingered at the horizon, eyes wide like a child in a candy shop. He rolls his eye. Sure—fine, he's never seen a sunrise like this before, but he's seen plenty of other things... It doesn't stop him from taking another glance back though.
The hues of orange eventually bled to a gentle yet complex mix of green and blue. This manages to form patterns on the sky, changing the palette of the scenery. The meadow was quiet, accompanied with the rustle of wind.
Together, the two of you watched as the sun slowly made its way up the sky. The stars dissolved into the morning light.
Finally tearing his gaze from the sight, his attention lands on you with a look of indifference. Your gaze remained at the sight, polite smile absent for only but a moment before you immediately notice his attention. Swiftly, you turn to face him, your gentle smile returning. He simply stares back. He has a feeling this whole ordeal might just be interesting.
I really love how you write Bill! To be honest for me it's SO in character for him
And I really love the fic you made of him if he ever had feelings the Part 1 & 2 and I was wondering if I could request for a Part 3? But this time Reader starts becoming Bold and started making pretty cheesy pick up lines? And would at times take his hand and kiss it or borrow his hat and out it on there head just to be a goof, etc, etc
Greetings and sorry for the extremely late response! Here though, I hope you like it!
Previous
-When you begin to shower him with affection, or at least hint that you are very much are interested in him, he'll be flattered to say the least.
-With his ego and pride still very much apparent with his personality, he'll let himself bask in your affection for a little while.
-He's been flirted with before, by countless many beings besides a human such as yourself.
-However, if you don't do very suggestive acts and flirting, and instead perform a much more innocent yet wholesome flirtatious style then... you'll have him blushing behind the scenes.
-Because truth be told he's known all the pickup lines there is. And most of which that are used on him are a bit inappropriate. He's been there, done that... But to approach him with a tender kiss on his hand, oh boy, well you've got him hooked.
-Stealing his hat playfully? Also quite an adorable move. He'll find it silly, yet a little bit intimate. As you laugh sweetly at such a goofy act, you both don't notice the loving gleam in his eyes.
-Cheesy pick-up lines, so sweet like it's candy? He won't admit it but he's a little sucker for such an act.
-Yes, it's difficult to spot however, he truly would surely melt by your arms if you decide to kiss his hand once more. Because in the end, deep inside his cold, hidden heart, there's a small part of him from before who'd blush deeply at simple acts of romantic affection.
Floating closely towards his glowing figure, your eyes both meet meaningfully. At the corner of his eye you could spot a tender, loving look that resides within.
Slowly you raised your hand above him. He didn't flinch, nor did he move. Remaining in place you both floated within the void.
And then... A gleeful look quickly replaced your serene face as you suddenly snatched his hat. Laughing, you tried your best to get as far away from him as possible once you placed the hat on your head.
It took him a second before realizing what you did, but once he did, he quickly got a hold of you. Grabbing your ankle, he chuckled, "YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY THAT EASILY."
You simply smiled back at him as he raised you higher to maintain eye contact, he held your ankle as you were basically staring at him upside down.
Then you asked..."Are you a thief?"
"Because I think you stole my heart," you spoke, batting you eyelashes afterwards as you held a hand on your chest.
He rolled his eye before laughing, "REALLY? IS THAT THE BEST YOU COULD DO?"
"JEEZ YOU HUMANS DON'T HAVE ANY CHARISMA DO YOU!" he spoke, before letting go of your ankle, spinning you around as he pushed you slightly.
A little bit disoriented, you tried to answer him, "Still though, you're smiling right?"
He rolled his eye, before spinning you again. Stopping you from saying another cheesy pick-up line.
-It does make Bill wonder at times why you'd decide it would be best to approach him with such tender, yet cheesy behavior.
-Why not get to the point and do just as the others do? Flirt in a more daring manner that is not innocent? To him love is just a chemical reaction within the mind that signals it for the need to "do the devil's tango". He doesn't quite understand it as the way others would.
-He did at first seem to love your affection, however as time passed he seemed to grow "tired" by the sweetness of it. Often calling your lovey-dovey advances a little pathetic sometimes.
-But although, he doesn't seem to be very fond of your "cringe" behavior, it is intriguing that at his very core this is exactly what would make him slowly get flustered and swoon even more for you.
I haven't updated this old thing in months... But here, deciding to take a leap, I'll write what I have in mind to write and perhaps edit it if ever the plot changes overtime.
Chapter 2: Confinement
Bill Cipher x Reader
Trapped between the recession of the void and existence. The crystalized mental institution resides calmly within it. With an enigma trapped in each room, a certain chaos pertains in specifically one of them.
Tightly locked up, Bill Cipher stares towards his padded ceiling. It's been too long, far too long. After his little weirdmageddon incident, he quickly got sent here for... redemption.
It sickens him, sure he was amused at the start, however as time went on, he grew frustrated. Being trapped within this place that somehow managed to make him more crazier than usual as his mind scratched against his skull. Begging to be let out.
Considering it's been quite some time, he can't deny that they were slowly inching to his core. Each passing moment he stays here, a little bit of himself was ever so slightly revealed. Although he still will never try to admit/ recall his past around his therapists. Still though, his very own being was very slowly getting unraveled and studied. Did he change? Not exactly...
Being forced to introspect and feel his feelings, to be forced to sit through the most eye-opening talks with therapists that he refused to listen to, and even only having to do nothing for hours on end surely made it hard for him to stay the same. But truth be told he still does claim the title for being the weirdest and chaotic being there is. As he does try to make things as chaotic as possible within the facility, however each time it doesn't exactly go according to plan. Be it, because it doesn't cause enough suffering for him to enjoy, or his plans get thwarted before it even began. He can't even form an evil alliance with anyone due to security getting maximized around him.
Bill hated it, he hated all the rules, regulations, the positivity. It was absurd to him how they could truly reform the most nightmarish looking beings there is. But not him, not yet... Although he does deny any help and any attempt at trying to redeem him, he can't exactly deny that he still does get affected by what they do to him. And well, he's been thinking. Thinking... about his pa-. Drawing red and blue triangles all around, he refuses to explain to anyone what they mean. He just draws and draws sometimes in his spare time, and all he does draw are these specific shape with the same colours, red, and blue...
Once, he did attempt to escape, using a book. Writing, and hiding all the time. It was difficult to execute but he did all he could to make just a tiny bit of contact to the outside world. However, to his dismay this little scheme of his quickly got terminated afterwards.
Now shrouded in the darkness of his own self, alone and self-isolated, he waited. For another chance to be let out, for anyone to shake that damned hand of his back on earth.
And then...
As Bill rested on the soft mattress of his bed, he closed his eye for a moment before hearing something. A familiar tune soon reached him. Quickly recognizing it, his eye opened wide as he inspected the room with disbelief.
But as he soon realized he is truly alone within his room, his shock slowly turned to eagerness as he realized he most likely heard it from his stone, cold body back on earth.
Truth be told Bill can still sense with his body back on earth. However it's very limited and weaked though, but it's there. It's still his body, an old one for sure, but somehow he's still attached to it.
The hum was slow, and steady. Calm like how his m-
Shaking that thought, Bill still felt a little unease towards the tune, but knowing that someone was in close proximity of his frozen self made him forget about it slightly. Finally, just as he was anticipating for around a few years now. Someone might actually be able to free him from the confines of what he considered as hell. He just hoped that the unlucky soul knew how to shake his hand.
Hello everyone, so I've recently replayed the game Love Cafe wherein Bill Cipher is a barista and you engage in one of those cafe love stories. Since it's pretty much never continued, I decided to write a little continuation for it.
I characterized Bill here as being less crazy than usual. From the game, I interpreted him as more chill, yet still pertaining to a bit of weirdness...since it's Bill. He's still a bit distant I suppose, and of course he still does have an ego.
I highly recommend you all to play the game. It's free here!
(Both photos credited to Brookie)
Unplanned Meeting
Barista Bill Cipher x Reader | Oneshot | Fluff | SFW
Warnings: Bill Cipher lol
Typing the number into your phone, you wonder if it's a good idea to befriend a triangle shaped demon from that coffee shop you met earlier. Looking down at your finished latte then to the note he gave you, your eyes lingers at the heart shape he scribbled on the note. A little smile reaches your face and you sigh, you think to yourself how weird your romantic interests are.
Still though, you're unsure about this certain person. However you can't exactly deny that he's quite interesting.
Saving the number to your phone, you thought about messaging him first before calling. But deciding to do so later on, you continue your day as usual.
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A few days passed by and you've somehow forgotten to message Bill over the phone. Perhaps your hesitation affected your interest from the guy. Well truth be told you still do want to talk to Bill, your mind most likely drifted from that subject though due to your work as a secretary for a semi-big company and your responsibility to look after a few plants for your aunt.
Work weighed quite heavily for a while that it made you very busy for the past few days. That and considering you've been plant sitting for some time, it's no wonder the thought of talking to Bill slipped from your mind.
However you did sometimes think about it at certain intervals of the day. Weighing the pros and cons if ever you two would get together. The only problem was there wasn't a right time to message, be it because you might have accidentally fallen asleep, or you have work, either way you've just become a tad bit more busy than usual.
Today however, as you now finished work for the day and finished watering your aunt's plants as well. You're now free to do whatever you'd like. And now as your gaze lands on the horizon from where your aunt's front door stands, you think wether or not to visit the cafe and approach him there instead of approaching him on the phone.
Considering that your aunt coincidentally lives nearby the cafe Bill worked at, meeting him there isn't a bad idea. Though you are pretty nervous to do so. Locking your aunt's front door, you then proceeded to lean on it for support. Pondering, you wonder if he still remembers you, and if it's still a good idea to reach out to him after some time has passed.
Thinking about it, you decide it won't hurt to try and get to know him. Besides, you wouldn't exactly mind if he wasn't all that interested anymore, being friends still sounds nice.
Before you could leave your aunt's front lawn though, a familiar voice calls out to you. You lift your head and your gaze meets Bill!
Surprised, you instantly smile and wave to him, "Hey there..."
He waves back, his eye making it slightly clear he's not upset at you... That's a good sign, "I'm surprised to see you here," he answers.
"Ah well you see, my aunt lives nearby and I had to take care of her plants while she was away..." You reply, walking towards him, "I'm guessing your shift is done?"
"Pretty much, yeah," he answers.
"That's good..." Momentarily you pause, "It's been awhile huh?" You asked, a sheepish smile on your face.
"Yeah... I take it you've been busy for some time?" He asked, his voice sounding like he knows something.
"Well yes actually," you spoke, a sorry smile still plastered on your face.
"Figured, you know I saw you 2 days ago" Bill spoke, pointing his finger at you.
"Really?" You ask, your interest piqued.
"Yeah, it was early in the morning so there wasn't much of a crowd. Across the street you were running pretty fast," he explained.
Thinking back to it, you pause for a second to remember...
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Flashback: You felt groggy and tired, but persevereng through it you manage to get yourself ready. Fighting time, you ran as fast as you could to reach your aunt's place to water her plants and get out of there to get to work early.
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Quickly recalling, you then answer, "Oh well that's probably the time when I had to water my aunt's plants in the morning because I needed to focus on my work the whole day," you recalled.
Taking the courage, you were about to apologize for not reaching out to him earlier, but he spoke before you could do so.
"You don't need to apologize. I get it, we all get busy these days, it's natural," he spoke nonchalantly, his gaze averting from you as he continued to speak, "And besides, considering that your aunt lives nearby, it was pretty much a given we were gonna meet again."
"I guess that's true, still though I feel bad that I didn't reach out earlier..." You sighed, before meeting his gaze once more.
"Well if you really wanna make it up to me, you could buy me a cup of tea," he spoke, clearly hinting he might want to go out with you right now. That or he might just want to hangout.
A bit surprised at his suggestion, you stare at him before he continues to explain, "I mean, since you really wanted to have a chat, why not have it somewhere else than your aunt's front lawn?"
You chuckled, your smile easing to a comfortable one, "Alright then, but I don't exactly know where to get a good cup of tea though..."
"If you still remember what I said last time, you give me a call if you wanted to know the ins and outs of this town. Considering you're here now, I could give you a bit of a tour of the best places you wanna hangout in," he states.
"Wait I thought I was the one doing the favor here," you spoke a little jokingly.
"And you still are, think about it this way, I'm just doin' what I said I was gonna do. Buying me a cup of tea still is a favor," he spoke with what you guessed is a smile, "Besides, it won't take long and a little stroll around the place won't hurt."
Looking at the clock, it was around 3:50 p.m. It took you a second before you nodded, "Alright then, I guess it wouldn't hurt."
Smiling back at him, he began to lead the way. You quickly followed, walking beside him.
The stroll around the place was nice. Bill led you to a few diners that we're near, one was shaped like a log! Other than that he did show you where a few cafe's were, but still told you to prioritize going to the cafe he worked at. You both got a bit sidetracked for a while though as he let you admire a few things in the town. In the end, you both decided to have tea at a shop nearby the forest. Both of you took a table near the window and ordered some tea to drink as planned.
It turns out your little stroll did take awhile though as you realized it's now 5:30 p.m.! Remembering the schedule, the last bus home is going to arrive at 7. You don't like going home late, however you supposed it's a small price to pay in comparison to how you're now getting to know Bill better.
...
Since the sun was setting a bit earlier these days by the time both of you sat down, the lighting outside looked very promising. With a nice shade of orange reflected back inside, it made the shop look scenic.
You looked around the place before meeting his gaze, a smile stretching on your face as you do so. "Well our stroll took longer than expected," you pointed at the clock.
"Yeah, I guess it was," he agreed, "But hey at least you know this place a bit better now."
"Yes, it was really nice... I think my favourite part about it was seeing that log shaped diner," you commented, "It must've been a big tree."
"Yeah, I think it was about 50 meters tall," he replied, looking like he was almost recalling what it looked like before it got turned into a diner.
"Oh, did you see it before it got cut down?" You asked curiously.
"Uhh, no, I just heard it was around that tall before it fell," he answered, his gaze averting from yours. Well truth be told he probably was there when the tree was still living though...
"How about you, what was your favorite part of the stroll?" You asked, continuing the conversation.
"Well..." Thinking back, he remembers earlier when you were admiring the statue placed in the middle of the town. The statue was surrounded by a few flowers due to the small patch of grass that surrounded it. While you were admiring the statue, you picked up a flower and placed it on your ear. Picking a matching one, you gave one to him as well. It was a silly moment, but to him it was adorable.
"I think seeing the log shaped diner was also my favorite part. I don't stroll around that much anymore so seeing it again was nice," Bill spoke calmly, still looking like he was in thought before asking you a question in return.
"Now since you know what my job is, care to tell me yours?" Bill asked, leaning slightly towards you.
"Well currently I have a job as a secretary for company Undermax. And for the past few days they've been dumping me more work than usual," you answer.
"Must be pretty boring dealing with that much paperwork," he comments, his fingers tapping on the table.
"Well I suppose it sometimes is, but well the pay is good so what can I say," you replied with a smile.
"Can't argue with you on that," he comments back.
After a moment, your drinks shortly came afterwards. Pouring two cups of tea, you then placed a good amount of sugar into your cup.
Taking a sip Bill commented, "Eh, I've tasted better."
You chuckled before taking a sip form yours, it tasted decent, and a bit soothing. It wasn't bad though.
"I don't know it tastes pretty decent to me," you answer back to Bill.
"That's because you've never tasted a good brew," he replies, making you chuckle once more, "Trust me, once you get a cup from the stuff I brew, this would taste like hot water to you," he continues.
Taking another sip you then replied, "Well maybe one day you'll brew me one."
"Already did," he spoke, before performing some sort of magic as he suddenly held a newly brewed cup of tea. He proceeded to hand you the cup, encouraging you to take a sip.
A bit surprised by what he did, you were a bit speechless. But deciding to trust him though, you took a sip from this mysterious liquid. Inspecting the taste, it truly was great. It tasted impeccable when compared to the tea you ordered. After a while, Bill had a bit of a smug look on his face. You chuckled, nodding back at him, "Alright, alright, I got your point. Your tea tasted very delicious."
"But if you could have done that all this time. Why did you ask me to buy you tea?" you proceeded to ask.
"Eh, well I needed to scope around wether or not other shops here had good tea," he simply replied, making you think further because that's not exactly a good excuse. But considering it's what he asked for, you soon just accepted his explanation.
Still though you were curious as to how he made the cup of tea to appear...
...
After some time, you both soon finished your drinks and ate a little at the shop. Although you did your best to try and get to know how his powers work, and what his powers even are, he didn't exactly pry open, but he did hint on maybe showing you some other time. Afterwards though, after an exchange of a few stories about interesting things that happened at work, Bill decided to walk you to the bus station.
When asked why, he explained the pathway there led to his house as well so it's not much of a hassle. And now as it seemed, before you could even set foot outside, it started raining and you forgot your umbrella.
Coincidentally, Bill has one to share.
So as the twinkling stars above you shone, you both walked outside together in comfort. Bill held one umbrella on one hand, while he held your left shoulder with his other hand. The umbrella was quite a bit small to fit two people, despite Bill being small and triangle shaped. And so both of you had to compensate on room by holding the others shoulder.
Well truth be told, you could have held him with one of your arms, and used the other to hold the umbrella. However, since he seemed opposed with the idea of being held, you both just agreed to walk like this until you reached the station.
Due to the close proximity you couldn't help but blush a little. With both of your inner arms around each other's shoulder. It was hard not to take this at least a little bit sentimentally. You do hope he doesn't notice your heart pounding a bit faster than usual...
The walk to the station continues on though as the rain quickly drops from above. Walking you soon realized how much heat he radiated as you notice how you oddly didn't even feel cold despite the fact that you only wore a thin sweater. Considering that he also seemed to glow brightly, you didn't need a flashlight to light the way as he once more acted as your guide.
Soon you both reached the station just in time to reach the bus arriving shortly afterwards.
Fixing yourselves from the walk to the station, you smiled back at Bill, "Thanks for today by the way."
"Eh it's nothing, thanks for the tea though," he replied back smiling back as well.
The bus soon arrives, and so you wave back to him saying goodbye for now. He waves back as well with a cute expression on his face. Before you could leave though, he spoke one last time, "Don't forget to call if you need another tour."
You chuckled before responding, "I will!"
Bidding him goodbye once more, your unplanned meeting with him ended as the bus departed.
Arriving home, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Your heart pounced greatly as you thought back to all that happened today. It was quite unexpected but you were very much glad to have met Bill today. You'll most definitely meet him again the next time you go there.
Bonus:
It was a slow morning that day. The breeze was a bit stronger than usual. Bill sat idly on his seat by the counter as he waited for another costumer to come by.
He sometimes wondered what happened to you since after the day he gave you his number you never appeared afterwards. You didn't message nor call him either so he was a bit curious as to what happened.
Then as it seemed, you suddenly appeared... Running across the street. He was surprised yet intrigued. Focusing on you, he quickly saw your expression to be sharp and alarmed. Either someone was chasing you, or you truly were in a rush this early in the morning.
Well whatever the case was, at least he now knew you were simply busy.
I'm back and honestly I'm not entirely sure what to name this. I admit this might not be the best chapter however perhaps I'll edit it in the future. Either way, enjoy!
Chapter 1: Hallucination...?
Chapter 2: Repair and Reform
Lux Imperator/ Mr. Ring A Ding x Reader
| Book (?) | Slightly has Fluff | SFW
Warnings: None
For a moment it felt like time was frozen as Mr. Ring-A-Ding held your chin. You both looked into each others eyes and saw a faint reflection of the soul. Within his gaze you recognized a familiar sense of curiosity and a playful demeanor, but who's to say that's all he is... Within yours, he saw wonder and the soft glow of determination, a quality that will greatly help on your journey.
Soon enough, you hear a short ping that repeated for a few seconds, alerting you that the scan for your spaceship is over. Breaking the moment, your gaze lands near the control panels, your eyes wincing slightly now that you've discovered that the lights surrounding you somehow shone brightly than it ever did earlier.
"Looks like a message is waiting for you. Go ahead dear, I'm sure it's important," Mr. Ring-A-Ding spoke, letting go of your chin and instead placed his hand on your side to fully turn you towards the control panels.
Agreeing to what he said, you reviewed the scan of the overall ship. Stated from the scan, there are a few internal problems within the ship to be fixed. The small detached parts of the two comets most likely dented the ship and managed to damage some of it's internal structure and components. Luckily, the small bits of the comets that hit your ship did not tear through the metal. However there's more. The ship's transmitter has been fully damaged, and you can't exactly repair it either, due to the fact that some of it's components are detached. These components are most likely lost to space already.
Another part of the ship that has been damaged are the thrusters. Without these you truly can't go anywhere, and the scans exactly reflects the statement... The details collected states that the ship may have lost one of it's thrusters and that most of it is damaged as well. However, one good news is that the engine of your ship has not been damaged, losing a whole thruster to space is quite alarming though.
Taking a breath, your gaze lands to the floor as you felt a little discouraged. No communications back to Earth, and the chances of your going back is still quite low.
Noticing your reaction, your newfound companion speaks up, "I take it the news isn't that jolly? Well brighten up my dear because you still have your good friend Mr. Ring-A-Ding!" He spoke, taking things lighter, musing you as he didn't seem all that bothered, "and besides...", he added, "Staying up here isn't that bad," he spoke, suggesting you stay here...with him perhaps.
Although the universe itself is a beauty and a curiosity to behold, you don't exactly find it pleasing to be stuck here all your life. Shaking your head slightly you respond, "Well I do recognize that space truly is great, however I must go back, Earth is my home and I can't abandon it," you smile hoping he understands.
Nodding his head, he leans slightly to the wall beside him, "Well have it your way darling. I suppose they did send you up here alone for a reason, you must know a lot in fixing this hunk of junk," Mr. Ring-A-Ding somewhat complements you, his smile never fading. Although he can't admit it, but he did feel a little bit disappointed at your answer.
Taking his word, you regain a little bit of confidence. He's right, you have been trained to be efficient and resourceful if ever an emergency happens. Although this situation is quite devastating, it's not hopeless.
Picking up your tools, you take note of where the internal damages of the ship is located. Heading to the first location, you did your best to remove a small but manageable piece of the upper part of the ship to replace some wires that were torn and bent. You arranged a few things into their correct places as well and did all you could to improve it's structure.
While doing so, a long stretch of silence filled the air as Mr. Ring-A-Ding seemingly left you to work. As you repaired the damaged area, you did ponder where the toon gentlemen came from, and if he is real why he the only toon there is...well at least you know of. It's quite a curiosity really, but perhaps you could ask these questions another time as you still didn't exactly know wether or not he is dangerous or he is who he says he is. Not to mention how improbable it is for this to even happen, however with the sinking feeling that this is real and after what happened earlier, you convince yourself once more this is real, and that he truly is real.
It didn't take you long to do the task, it was simple and tedious, but important. However you almost did forget of your dear companion.
After you patched up the small hole on the wall, you turn around and stubble into the 2D toon himself. You slightly get surprised, "Ah hello there," you spoke, holding your toolbox in one hand and the list of things to do in the other.
"And a happy hello to you too," he responds, tipping his hat towards you. It seemed he was watching you from afar.
Instead of asking him if he stood there the entire time, you instead ask something else entirely to avoid an awkward response.
"Excuse me, but may I ask why are you here good sir?" You asked, as both of you began to walk towards the next area indicated to have been damaged.
"Well I thought to drop on by. You're the first visitor I've had in a long while sweetie," He responds as he follows you.
You nod quietly, taking his word as you continue walking alongside him. There was a slight pause before Mr. Ring-A-Ding added, "Now may I ask you a question my darling dear?"
"Of course," you agreed before setting up your tools once more as you both arrived to the next area.
The whole time that you spent repairing the internally damaged part of the ship, Mr. Ring-A-Ding managed to ask you numerous questions. It seemed he's quite interested in you as some of his questions managed to delve deeper into your personal life. Although you did manage to answer him vaguely, describing only what you could and although he might have noticed, he didn't pry further after each answer you gave.
It's taking you quite a while to finish repairing the damaged area since it is located near the thrusters. Looking into the pieces you took apart and what you have managed to fix so far, you smile to yourself. However, truth be told it's not finished yet. There's still a few things to fix, rearrange, and replace. It will most likely take you a while to finish this.
Good thing you have Mr. Ring-A-Ding to keep you company-
As you bend down to continue on your work, Mr. Ring-A-Ding suddenly speaks up once more, "I suppose this is where the curtains close for now dearie."
Turning to face him, you give him a confused look, "What do you mean?"
"Well it may be hard to believe, but I also have duties to attend to darling," he says giving you a wink, making you more curious as to where he's going and what he truly meant.
"But don't worry sweetie pie, I'll make sure to get back to you," he responded a charming smile on his face before he walked out of the room.
Curious, you followed to where he went and discovered he's not in the ship at all. Letting out a sigh, you once more feel a tad bit silly now that he disappeared. You took a breath and told yourself it was real. He's most likely a magical being of some sort, you told yourself as you continued fixing the broken pieces that fit together like a neat little puzzle. Well of course he's most likely a magical being, he's a toon after all. Thinking further, but still managing to focus on the task at hand, you introspect a little more.
After the conversation you've had with him wherein he mostly asked you questions, you do find it interesting that he would ask these questions. Perhaps he truly does see you as a friend. That or his charming dialogues and nicknames might be taking an effect on you. Either way, it seemed at the moment that he does not intend to harm you at all. Perhaps he's just curious about you? Well you supposed you could say the same as his whole appearance into your life is a unique experience to say the least. He's quite interesting.
Now focusing more on the task at hand, you do your best to finish what you started. But before you could fully focus, you wondered when will the charming gentletoon appear.
....
After a long while, Mr. Ring-A-Ding hasn't yet appeared. You aren't exactly sure yourself how long you've spent repairing the inner workings of the ship. Feeling your body groan from all the work you've done you sit in front of a few pieces of paper and writing materials placed on top of a table.
It felt like you hadn't slept in a day or two. However, time is of the essence here as prolonged inactive ness could squander all your efforts. The damage on the ship could still get worse if you don't work hard to repair it. Although you made sure to repair all you could within the ship, there's still the outer part of it that needs to be inspected by you.
Before you intended to go outside, you wanted to first take note of your food and make a plan ensuring you'll manage your food properly and that you won't starve. However, as you began to write, you slowly felt the comfort of rest wrap it's arms around you.
....
Soon, Lux came back to your ship. Curious as to where you were, he slowly approached each room before he finally found the desk in which you currently rested.
Slightly amused, he smiled before deciding to whether or not carry you to your bed.
And that's a wrap, thank you all for waiting. I apologize that it's very vague when describing something is getting fixed. (I was lazy to look into the internal parts of a spaceship and how they fix stuff there lol) The next parts may take a while as well since I'm currently quite busy. Anyways, thanks for reading!
I admit that I gave in. This person truly reminds me of Bill Cipher and I could not resist the temptation of writing out this idea. I'm not all that sure if I wrote Mr. Ring-A-Ding's character correctly here but I did my best. Please do leave a comment if I wrote him well, other than that enjoy!
Chapter 1: Hallucination...?
Lux Imperator/ Mr. Ring-A-Ding x Reader
| Book (?) | Angst and Fluff | SFW
Warnings: Mention of blood and death, Reader panicked a little
Eyes widened in surprise and terror, you began to feel yourself suffocating with your own breath. Struggling to stay calm, you hurriedly did all you can to maneuver your spaceship in order to stop it from spinning as an unanticipated comet damaged your ship.
It wasn't supposed to be this way. This was not suppose to happen...
Sent to voyage the space by yourself, everyone was counting on you to discover all you could about a newly discovered planet far from Earth. Although seemingly absurd, they only sent you out here to do the mission as having other people could increase the cost. However they did do their best in order to make this ship durable... Or so they say.
You were an expert of course, having adequate knowledge in fixing spacecrafts, and having been exposed to multiple simulations as well, you knew how to handle most situations that might happen. However, now that you're alone... You were terrified, and no amount of your knowledge could soothe you now that your nightmares came to life.
With blaring red lights dagging a part your eyesight, you finally managed to take control of the ship from spinning any further. You made your way to turn off the alarms before you tried to discover what exactly has been damaged.
However before you could manage to do so, your ship was suddenly hit by another comet. Startled, you tried to even your footing before inevitably falling back and hitting your head--
Quickly knocked unconscious your spaceship spins far from Earth's vicinity, moving deeper into the vast darkness of space...
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"...Yoohooo?" A voice calls out to you, waking you up slightly.
Your eyelids felt too heavy to lift but the sharp pain on your head forced you to stay conscious. Groaning slightly at the pain, you quickly recall where you are. Gasping, you jolt in shock before flinching. Your body slightly hurts, your head more so. Closing your eyes once more due to the pain, you almost forgot the person in front of you.
"Whoa there sweetiepie... Guess that comet knocked some sense into you huh," the voice comments before your eyes meet.
A hand on your head, your eyes focus and you find yourself looking up towards a... person? Your eyes widen, surprised by the sudden appearance of a cartoonish form in front of you. Leaning towards a cane, he smiles at you before fixing his hat. If you can correctly recall, he's that cartoon from years ago, Mr. Ring-A-Ding? They usually replay old cartoons nowadays so it was not difficult to miss the show.
Oh...are you hallucinating? You must be... Was your fall that hard it managed to cause this?
Perplexed, you tilt your head to the side before slowly sitting up, reaching towards the figure. As your hand approached to touch his cheek, he stares back at you in an amused but curious state.
"Don't you think you're moving too quickly there missy? We haven't even exchanged our names yet!" He says leaning his head to the side towards your hand, seemingly copying you.
Touching his cheek, you felt... a fuzzy, warm sensation as the tips of your fingers met his skin. Your eyes widen once more before quickly retracting your arm.
"Oh did I burn you? I swear I made sure to convert back to a more tamer light... But something tells me that's not the reason is it?" The strange "man" spoke, now being the one to lean closer.
Still staring in disbelief, you couldn't believe this was real. You might actually have a severe brain injury to have conjured up this fellow into existence...
"Aww come on don't be shy now," he comments, noticing how quiet you were. He was about to say something else before you forced yourself to stand up.
"I can't deal with this right now..." You mumble to yourself still convinced he's not real. You've read a few things over the years to know this most likely is just a hallucination, a very convincing one at that. Huffing, you walk past him like you didn't have a conversation with him... Like you didn't just touch his cheek earlier.
Moving towards the control panels, you directed the ship's software to run a full scan on the ship before searching for the medical supplies. You look back at the hand you used to hold your head... blood was dripping from your fingers, your shirt is now stained. It seemed your fall truly was that hard.
"Darn, never thought you're one to be disrespectful. What? Playing hard to get my dear?" he spoke up, his tone filled with annoyance and bafflement. He understood you're in a hurry, but one cannot treat another that way, especially if the person is a God. A simple introduction to yourself would do well.
...Once more, you didn't answer him. Instead you stay turned from his direction, your back facing him as you found the medical supplies. Still convinced he's not truly there, you try your best to ignore his words. Setting the needed tools on a nearby table, you began to thoroughly clean the wound on your head.
"Yoohoo..? Helloo?" He spoke appearing closer to you, stepping on top of a seat nearby as he waved his hand in front of your face.
You didn't see his hand wave as you closed your eyes, focusing more on treating yourself. He sees your expression and for a moment you thought the hallucination must have stopped as he seemed to have gone silent. However as you opened your eyes, you meet his gaze once more. He's now standing on the table, looking like someone took his breath away.
Sighing, you're not sure if hallucinations last this long. Looking back at him though you have a feeling that perhaps he's actually there. Although you're not sure if it's good to interact with ones hallucination you finally say something in hesitation, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude," looking down, you continued to treat your wounds gently. He smiled, nodding his head, accepting your apology, "Well I'm sure meeting a star would make anyone nervous."
Laughing, you smile a little before speaking once more, "Yes, that is true..." You answer back, before your mood slowly dropped as you look around, realizing you're most likely going to be trapped here for a while. Your thoughts quickly escalate though as you think about it further. As far as you know, two comets managed to hit your ship. Both strong enough to knock it deeper into outerspace. The thought of dying here alone is devestating enough to shake you into silence once more, ignoring Lux as he comments about something. Looking deeply troubled now, your heart pounced in disbelief as your mind brings you deeper into a panicked state, screaming that you'll never get back home. You're alone out here, alone. Although you do have enough supplies, who's to say you can't go mad. You're going to be stuck here, with a ship that's broken or worse, you're not even sure what damage the comets inflicted on your ship...
With your thoughts running rampant in your head, you absentmindedly finished treating your injury in a hurried manner. Your silence must have stretched on longer than you thought as Mr. Ring-A-Ding gazes back at you once more, looking puzzled, "Hey come on my lovely friend, lighten up! It's still a fine and dandy day," he spoke, beaming at you to smile a little.
Taking a breath, perhaps he's right... For a few moments, you struggle to calm down, but once you do, you find it easier to breath. Things will be fine, hopefully... Finally, you ask him a question he's very familiar with, "Tell me good sir... Are you real?"
His smile grew wider, amused at your question before he responded, "Don't make me laugh! Trust me dear," touching your chin fully with his hand, he lifted your head slightly to prove himself, the lights in the ship brightening greatly as he does, "I'm real as ever."
Your eyes widen in surprise as you once more feel that warm, fuzzy feeling now below your chin, this time however, it truly did feel real. As your heart beat faster, you were a little relieved to know you're truly not alone. With the sparkle back in your eyes, you hope the scan of the ship would bring you more good news...
Chapter 2: Repair and Reform
Author here... I'd just like to write a few little tidbits about this thing. So this story takes place lets say around a few years after Lux was freed into the cosmos above. Considering it's a fictional world let's just stay in the illusion that they managed to make a spaceship this early in the late 1950s/ early 1960s thats durable for long travel.
Considering he's now gotten what he craved for in the past, I wrote him being less hostile/ not hostile at all, instead more curious I suppose. He doesn't exactly have that much of a reason to attack you does he? No, well...unless he's bored? Either way it isn't everyday he finds himself encountering a human out in space.
I think after a few years he most likely learned how to control how much light he'd like to absorb, controlling his size, and how much of a tangible form he could have.
I truly did want the reader to be alone with Lux so, although impossible and not safe, you are the only astronaut sent on this mission.
I'm not sure if I should write a part two, but perhaps... And I think that's all, thanks for reading!
Been too lazy lately yet I still have so much to do... Either way I apologize for not posting anything for valentine's day so here are a few drawings I've been meaning to post. I wanted to write a oneshot as well but for now this will have to do:
