Day: 28

Here is the second piece to the Planet thingy.

It’s the Axolotl!

I often find people’s designs of this fella kinda plain :((

Which is sad because we know so little abt them-

Day: 13

Horror Monster

“ Why hello there! ”

The silly fellas name is Asfrol.

Now Asfrol isn’t really a horror monster, but in Bill’s eye they are.

Mostly because when Bill first met them, he was so annoying and disrespectful and Asfrol nearly killed Bill.

Day: 10

Bill’s death. . .

Shrieking in agony for the Axolotl to save him, he watched as Stanley watched him slowly die painfully, and then. . .

There was then just black. . .

(Me:) Why do I keep spoiling my AU..?

(My mind:) WE’RE IMPATIENT, NOW DRAW-

Day: 12

Crossover with OC!

“Father Father!”

“Ugh. . . What is it?”

“Look! Baba taught me magic! He says he doesn’t know what kind it is though. . .”

*Annoyed Sigh* “Yeah alright kid. . . But I’ve got something to do. . .”

“Okay! Bye, love you Father!”

“Yeah. . . You too. . .”

Day 8

Bill Possession

One day, Bill wakes up in the forest to find himself possessing the body of a girl. . . He soon realizes that this is Gravity Falls, but this girl is someone he doesn’t even know of. . .

(Okay to be fair, am trash at drawing humans, so like, sorry this looks like absolute shit)

It’s spooky season fellas.

Also I won’t be fully posting until November because of things going on in my life.

Once we get past Nov 3rd I’ll start.

He has the capacity to love others, unlike you and weird obsession with Ted.

You’ve heard of AM

Now get ready for…

That bitch I found on the streets.

PM!!!

What a tool. Why suffer alone when you can make others suffer too?

@aw-studios

Day: 7

Piano

(BTW, I was just lazy cus I didn’t want to draw a Piano, also it wouldn’t fit with what I already had in mind)

Another day in the void. . . Bill comes across a single piano key, he presses it and a soft familiar tune plays. . .

“We’ll meet again. . . Don’t know where. . . Don’t know when~. . !

But I know we’ll meet again. . . Some sunny. . . Day. . .~”

It hit him hard. . . Memories of his mother playing the soft tune whenever he was crying filled his head. . .

Day: 17

Destroying his dimension. . .

A bloody smell filled the air along with brunt flesh.

The screams of the innocent and guilty rung through his head as he watched everything he grew up with burn.

Finally he got his “justice” he got his way.

(BTW, in my AU this is his strongest form.)

But the consequences couldn’t be ignored by the gods. . .