GOD DAMN IT I AM LOVE SICK

that one fucking pingu screenshot.

This is an interaction that kept playing in my head. Last night, when I should have been doing other things, I caved in and scratched this up so it existed. I have a soft spot for mabel and therapy bill being buddies :')

mindscape talks

Doodle page for my OC, Birch! Yet again I wrote a reader-insert fic that turned into an OC LMAO *wheezes*

They are a shapeshifter, but one of the plot points of my fic The Theraprist is that they make a Euclidean form for themselves 👀💜

Bill is LOCKED IN !!!

You guys will not believe who came through my shop

What a harmless little creature! based on this

How to not get along with your co-worker

✨Chibi Bill Cipher Static and Animated Emotes ✨

✨Emote Names

Static:

1. Smooch

2. Points at you

3. Croding

4. Shaking

5. Blushies

6. Suck ‘em

Animated:

1. Let the world burn

2. Bill Feral

。*゜+。(Ｏ*’v`*)。+゜

Imagine post-therapy Bill being assigned by the cosmic forces to stay with you for reasons unknown.... I have this specific scene in my head where you sit outside in the middle of a midnight snow storm and the wind is whipping but the snowflakes are huge and puffy and somehow everything seems calm in the middle of all this chaos and-

He turns to look at you, half buried in snow and under all your layers, the snowflakes lulling to flutter down gently around you... And usually his first bubbling instinct would be to flip a gasket and ruin any semblance of... whatever this sappy nonsense is, but there's something in him, painful and fresh, and yet desperately longing, There's such an innocence to all this, an innocence that seems accidental and should be inconsequential, but... It reminds him of him. Small, wide eyed, blearily looking up at the unbridled beauty that was the stars above. It still hurts, it aches and stabs and you're here looking too, and there's someone here who sees this that isn't him and finally, finally he's not alone in this and-

He tears up, and you don't see.