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hey y'all this is an archive now! BUT LUCKILY I JUST REMADE!!!! you should unfollow now bc this is queued to reblog a few times love y'all <3
hey y'all this is an archive now! BUT LUCKILY I JUST REMADE!!!! you should unfollow now bc this is queued to reblog a few times love y'all <3
hey y'all this is an archive now! BUT LUCKILY I JUST REMADE!!!! you should unfollow now bc this is queued to reblog a few times love y'all <3
Hey wow I feel kinda but not really super bad about accidently on purpose abandoning this blog. If you had threads with me- I'm so sorry!
Count this as a hiatus post. I don't know when I'll get Bill muse again, you're 10000% more likely to catch me at @batterdad !
oh how he loves that blush, though he would wear one himself if he hadn’t found instigating a treat so early in the morning, a normal CONFIDENCE he thought was much more entertaining to wear when the stakes were a bit higher...
instead, bill takes a second to chew at food, leaving previous conversation alone to finish eggs and start making a real effort into completing pancakes. really, it’s a DISTRACTION, to keep ears from going pink and stutter from getting worse.
eye contact. now it was his turn, a sort of revenge for the many, many times the roles of this situation had been reversed. his love was an easy target, though no one has ever complained about the bar being set too low.
“we c-cuh-could spend the day in.” an innocent start, though MISCHIEF is only growing ( oh, how in love bill denbrough is to be ignoring toast in favor of gaze trained on the other- ), before giving a slight shrug. deliberate. planned. it’s bait, going along with act, just for a moment.
“there’s p-pl-plenty to do in-house, r-right, b-ba-babe?”
SMUG! bill is incredibly aware of the implications such a nickname holds, pride in being able to push the words out without breaking into a fit of giggles, taking a sip of coffee with slow favor.
despite how intentional everything is, the ball in his court, pink flush spreads across cheeks with speed, infecting open space to betray calm demeanor he has built so carefully.
@sxlinanoir / cont.
He gives a half shrug, shifting backpack on his shoulders, relaxing into his seat a bit. Most thieves wouldn’t fight a kid, that much he knows.
“Who w-would I even tell? The p-puh-police?”
Though he laughs, it’s a harsh sound, clearly finding the concept of talking to any sort of law enforcement a source of amusement.
“I would be wa-was-wasting my time.”
“it’s not that simple.” (Hi Bill is my lil baby.)
Making Up Memes / Selectively Accepting
“It is that s-si-sim-simple.”
Glancing to the older briefly, Silver is shifted defensively, ready to bolt. But Bill being Bill, he doesn’t just leave already, instead choosing to keep one foot planted on the ground.
“You either t-tri-tried to break into that house, o-or you didn’t.”
“you can’t just show up like this anymore.” ( I heard angst?? >:3 )
Making Up Memes / Selectively Accepting
“Yes, I c-can.”
Pushing past her into the house, he barely glances her direction before making a b-line to the living room, dropping backpack at the base of the couch. No, he couldn’t, really, but no one could possibly stop him ( anyone rarely tried. ) Taking a seat unceremoniously, he pulls a journal out of the depths of his backpack, glancing over to his ex... whatever they were. “R-R-Rich-Richie lives here too, so I can sh-sh-show-show up if I want to.”
“i know i messed up. let me fix it.”
Making Up Memes / Selectively Accepting
“You didn’t m-me-mess up, Eds.”
Sigh rings despite reassuring tones, tension thick in the air as he chooses his next words. Any anger he had felt had long since sapped away- holding grudges against Eddie was always an impossible task, through jaw stays set and hand clenches in unease. Deep breath, Bill, in then out. Make eye contact when someone is speaking to you.
“I sh-shuh-shouldn’t have be-been so s-se-sen-sensitive about it. You c-cuh-couldn’t have known.” Because even the mention of the wrong thing ( Georgie, baby, Billy, brother, guilt guilt guilt ) sends him overboard now, lingering wounds of what was lost, nicknames blacklisted because of familiar voices. So many things he can’t possibly have expected anyone to know ( or to ever know, in some cases. )
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