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Dangerously yours // Billford

Dangerously yours // Billford

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WpMetadataNoticeLaatst gepubliceerd maa, nov. 4, 2024
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Stanford's tired eyes shot open. He frantically looked around in all directions. One moment, he was peacefully reading beneath a tree, basking in the gentle mid-day summer sun. The next, he woke up in some kind of dream-mind space? Papers and books carefully floated around him in the void-like space, Ford was suddenly pulled from his observations by an unexpected voice. "Hiya smart guy!" A billford fic loosely inspired by dangerously yours (1937) This fic uses Bill's human form I do not own Gravity Falls I do not own the cover art
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Going through all the time Bill was with him. It wasn't that bad, was it? If I really think about it, he was actually kind of nice to me. Well, as nice as he can get. And what if I start to miss him? What if I visit him every day? So what if nobody knows about it? All questions I ask myself as I walk to his statue every day. We ended him, so why do... I feel... guilty. Is he really gone? Is he listening to my pleas to come back? Is he laughing at my despair while I visit him? So many questions... and none of them have answers. But one hovers above them all. IF HE'S NOT DEAD, WHERE IS MY MUSE? Why do I still call him my Muse? Is it because I actually do miss him? Or is it just because of the way that I feel attached to him? I still have so many unanswered questions. Bill, why are you like this? You left me confused. I remember your last words to me. I won't forget them either, with the memory gun destroyed. Time to try writing BillFord. This is going to end up a mess and I know it. I've read mostly BillDip, so not much BillFord here, but I can still try. Don't know how long this is going to be, so have fun with this probably mess of a work. I don't know how it's going to turn out, I can't read the future! Your dear friend, Axyl. P.S. I don't own any of these characters, they're Gravity Falls people.

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