“I’m on vacations,” I said. “I’m not gonna be spending so much time drawing in the computer,” I said.

After a whole afternoon of painting this (albeit under trees and surrounded by toads) I find myself a filthy liar.

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When that dialogue happened, this is what I had in my mind. I feel like Ford is a very hardened man, but deep down, that still must have been terrifying.

Before the finale, I had been look for stuff to read on this line, but didn’t have much luck. If someone can rec me dark, horrible fic containing non-human Bill doing awful shenanigans, I’ll be forever thankful.

I need more evil Bill Cipher in my life.

Moarrrrrr Billllllllllll

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On a self-promotional note, I’ll take this chance to remind everyone I am open for commissions
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