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Fiddleford killed Bill Cipher by erasing Stanford's mind when the demon was in it. Knowing that he couldn't risk Stanford remembering and bringing the demon back to life, he took it upon himself to make sure he never would. (Dark Fiddleford AU)
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- Part 1 of Lost & Found Again
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09 Feb 2026
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Bill Cipher gets everything he ever wanted, including (especially) a “marriage” to his favorite human.
Ford and Stan disagree about where to go from here.
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Bookmarked by NailBunny
09 Nov 2024
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Ford knows humanoid notions of sex aren't really natural for Bill; he's said as much, anyway.
That leads him to wondering what is.Series
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18 Oct 2024
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Ford hated to say he was struggling to keep up the pace on the portal, but he was. Between working himself to exhaustion and reckoning with unresolved post-karaoke night feelings, how could anyone expect him to focus on writing equations? Noticing his distraction, his enigmatic muse offers to help him out, but Bill only does favors for humans if he knows he’s going to get something out of it as well.
Or: Ford wants to be studied like a scientific experiment, Bill wants to be worshipped like a god.
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- Part 1 of Surface Tension
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18 Oct 2024
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Astarion returns and Cazador remembers.
His pillow hears it all and Vellioth doesn’t, he hopes. Maybe this would be the only acceptable prayer, provided he continues to worship at Vellioth’s feet, sleep at the foot of Vellioth’s bed, and try to win some scrap of favor from the Martinet.
He is up before Vellioth and Vellioth is up before the rest of the house. The buttons of Vellioth’s doublet are familiar under his hands. He counts each one as he fastens it, finishing with the button at the top. The collar just covers Vellioth’s own two pin prick scars.
“Do not slouch, boy.”
Cazador tries to straighten. His spine feels pulled taught already, ramrod straight and frozen, a startled deer under Vellioth’s gaze. He tries to stretch it further, towards the heavens he will never reach.
Vellioth does not seem satisfied.
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24 Aug 2024