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"And the meetings?" he asked, his voice low, but not unkind. "Fine as well?" Dipper nodded too quickly, the motion jerky, desperate. Just keep it together, he told himself, but his pulse pounded in his ears, a frantic rhythm that threatened to drown him.
"You know what’s interesting?" William said after a moment, his voice smooth and casual, but there was a sharp edge to his words, a blade hidden beneath velvet. "Mrs. Pyronica mentioned you’ve been missing classes recently." He let the quietness stretch for a few moments. "Care to tell me why you’re lying?"
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Dipper has always felt like an outsider in The Collective of Ciphertology, but lately, that feeling has been growing sharper. The enigmatic leader, William "Bill" Cipher, has begun to take a special interest in him, and Dipper can’t shake the nagging sense that he’s being drawn deeper into something he doesn’t fully understand.
TLDR: very toxic yaoi
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01 Jun 2026
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Dipper Pines just wanted his, and his family's, suffering to end. After a suicide attempt, Bill decides to step in and help Dipper with his depression. But as always, his help comes at a price. And Dipper definitely pays the price.
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19 May 2026
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The Devil hungered.
And Alastor knew no reprieve.
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- Part 5 of Appleradio Shenanigans
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18 May 2026
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A fic inspired by the work of Durch-Hali on Tumblr (https://www.tumblr.com/durch-hali)
AKA Bakunawa_Moon on AO3
Specifically their AU of a Comatose Lucifer Dreaming of a human life as a priest that Alastor tries and fails to retrieve him from, only to get lost in the sauce himself.- Language:
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18 May 2026
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[A: omgggg can you help me decide which i should buy 😣]
Alastor sat down on the chair, crossing one leg over the other, his finger rhythmically tapping on the armrest. A few seconds later, the phone vibrated. He grinned, show time.
[L: don’t spam my inbox.]
Spam? Alastor mused. What an odd response. The king must have been hungry. But to associate him with something as lowly as canned meat? The monarch clearly had poor taste.
[A: huh? What does spam have to do with this? Yuckieee, anyway c’mon tell which is better 😝]
He watched the typing indicator flicker on and off as Lucifer hesitated. Perhaps the king really did have a peculiar fondness for spam.
[L: that's not what…]
There was a pause. Then another message appeared.
[L: are you fucking serious]
or Alastor's little revenge on Lucifer backfires in the most unexpected (worst) way.
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18 May 2026