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louaffi · 11 months
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My most Favourite Duo 🫶
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starlahuskyz · 1 year
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bill and ted but they're animals, I'm planning to make a nicer drawing of these two
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them-bo-dacious · 2 months
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killercardiagn · 1 year
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6lostgirl6 · 1 year
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I saw your requests were open and I IMMEDIATELY ran for the inbox. I love your work, friend! Anyway, I liked the poly Bill and Ted with an SO post you did, but I'd love to take it one step further and request OLDER Bill and Ted (like in Face the Music). Maybe how they'd be with an SO who's a huge fan of their music. Just an adoring fangirl who worships the ground they walk on and makes them feel young again 🥰
Thank you! 💜
Older!Bill and Ted With a Fan S/O
Pairing: Older!Bill and Ted x Fem!Reader
TW: Fluff, cursing, NSFT content, Age Gap [Reader is 25+], Mentions of dp, breeding kink, public sex, creampie, cockwarming
A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this request and I hope you enjoyed it! I honestly feel like I didn't do my best for this, I apologize!😭❤️
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SFW:
The saviors of existence itself were holding a concert every few months, and they were finally playing in your area for the very first time. At a lower price, you quickly took advantage of the opportunity to purchase backstage passes to meet with them. 
Bill and Ted preferred having their meet and greets before the concerts, since they would usually be tired and wanting to go back to the bus and rest after another intense night. Sadly, they weren’t young anymore.
When you arrived and stood in line, your body couldn't stop shaking from both adrenaline and nervousness.
Despite how much Bill and Ted loved their fanbase, many of their meet and greets consisted of fangirls sexualizing them to their faces which left them not looking forward to them at times.
However, when it was your turn, you were like a breath of fresh air.
You were incredibly kind, asked appropriate questions, and seemed genuine about learning more about them and their albums that literally changed the world.
Bonus: You were a gorgeous babe.
However, they felt a little guilty because you were much younger than them, 15 years between you and them. But, they couldn't help their attraction to you.
They actually moved you from your original seat to the front row where you would be closer to them. They just couldn't understand the pull and wanting to have where where they could see you from the stage with a huge smile on your face.
After the concert, they gave you their number, wanting to keep in contact with you.
You've been calling, facetiming, and messaging them for a long while, a few months before Bill and Ted confronted each other about their feelings for you. They agreed they were more than happy to have you be with both of them.
Soon, the three of you were in a relationship and eventually went public.
Sure, there was a little backlash, but you're relationship was heavily supported by the fanbase.
Ted is the more affectionate partner in the relationship and he didn't mind public displays of affection. Bill is a little more reserved but behind closed doors is another story.
As their girlfriend, you now have backstage access for free!
If you were really into music, they will teach you how to play their guitars.
For your birthday, they would get you your very own custom guitar! Happy birthday babe!
Important dates can be forgotten at times, but it's not out of malicious intent. Ted forgets to write shit down on the calender when Bill tells him to.
They give you all matching bracelets to wear, it shows everyone that you belonged to each other.
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It is ritual that Bill and Ted fuck the shit out of you after their concerts, when their blood is pumping and adrenaline in their system.
Ted would be a soft dom and would always prioritize your pleasure before his own. He'll make you cum three times before he even sticks his dick in you.
Bill would have a daddy kink, being your provider and taking care of you in bed while you call him Daddy makes the blood run south.
Bill loves lingerie on you, his favorite colors on you are pastels
Ted prefers you in bold colors, it honestly distracts him.
Please film yourself in lingerie and tease them, they love it so much.
Ted is into filming you all fucking, it turns him on to re-watch the footage when Bill and him are away on tour and you couldn't come for some reason.
Get used to getting double penetrated or eiffel towered, the boys are not against fucking you at the same time.
Ted has a bit of a breeding kink. With his bad relationship with his father, he wants to be able to be a better father than him and provide for you.
He often thinks about having little ones that are a mixture between the two of you.
Therefore, he's going to cum inside you everytime. He'll even leave his dick inside so nothing spills out.
Bill is into exhibition, he loves the risk of teasing or fucking you in public.
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a most bodacious date :3
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candyglasss · 6 months
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I’m in Love With a Fairytale
I’m so excited to be writing for the Bill and Ted fandom again, and this request helped me out of my writer’s block! As always gif and characters are not mine, and I hope you all enjoy!
Description: Bill and Ted go back in time to find information for a paper on Pompeii, and Ted falls hard for the reader. However, their love takes a disastrous turn
Warnings: angst, technically reader death even though it’s not described, if I miss anything let me know
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Bill and Ted were renowned across San Dimas for their presentation featuring historical figures, and while they were both happy to not fail their history class and be kicked out of school, the bar would never be lowered for them again.
“Our paper is due in twenty-four hours, Ted! We can’t mess this up or our reputations will take a most heinous turn,” Bill commented as he paced the floor.
“All we have to do is convince Rufus to lend us the time machine again,” Ted added as he swiveled around in Bill’s desk chair. “We can just grab someone from Pompeii and bring them back here for an interview!”
“That’s a most excellent idea, Ted! Rufus can’t say no to us.” The two ended the conversation with synchronized air guitars before running down the stairs to call Rufus. The time traveler from the future had left his number for Bill and Ted in case they needed assistance, and what better time to call than now.
“For the last time, you two, I can’t allow you to go to Pompeii.” Rufus tried to explain to Bill and Ted. Pompeii was classified as a treacherous time zone, and that meant going there could not only destroy the time machine, but change the course of history forever. “I’m sorry, but it’s protocol.”
Bill groaned as he shook his head, the plastic house phone clutched near his ear. “Please Rufus, you said it yourself that if we fail any of our classes, our band will fall apart. One interview and then we’ll leave.”
Ted stole the phone from Bill. “Yeah! We will be in and out faster than you can say time machine!”
“Fine, but do be careful. I’m sending the time machine to you now.” Rufus sighed as he hung up on his end, leaving Bill and Ted to celebrate their success. The time machine arrived moments after, remnants of sparks gliding along the grassy front lawn of Bill’s home. The two entered the phone booth and dialed the number for Pompeii. A warning screen appeared above the dial for the phone, the warning “DO YOU WISH TO PROCEED TO TREACHEROUS TIME ZONE” spelled out in green virtual font. Ted clicked the accept button, and the time machine glided along the bumpy currents of time.
“Woah,” Bill and Ted uttered in unison as they stepped out of the time machine. Pompeii never seemed to end, and it was definitely bigger than San Dimas. The terracotta colored roofs and dark green trees that were planted near the buildings were different compared to the dry, drab environment that Bill and Ted were used to. The duo decided to head towards the center of town to find the right person to interview for their paper.
The marketplace circulated many townspeople by the second, some of them arguing about prices or stealing straight from the booths. Several people gave Bill and Ted odd looks, but they were used to suspicious glances after their previous adventures through time. “Alright Ted, keep your eyes peeled for anyone interesting. Let’s try…” Bill stopped when he noticed that Ted did not hear a single word he was saying. Ted was staring at someone in the distance, and Bill looked to see what was distracting his best friend so much. A person around their age busied themselves with restocking their booth, an array of pottery detailed with intricate designs lined the table in front of them. Before Bill could say anymore to Ted, he was already halfway to the booth.
“Did you make these?” Ted asked as the person raised their head.
“Yes, I did make all these myself. The ones at the front were finished this morning.” The person smiled as they put down the final vase onto the display. They studied the young man in front of them. “Where are your clothes from?”
“The San Dimas Mall! It is a righteous place, and they have great deals!” Ted realized that this person didn’t even know about San Dimas, and he had to recover quickly before he blew his chance. “My name’s Ted. It’s nice to meet you.” Ted offered them his hand, and after an instant of hesitation, they offered their hand as well.
“Greetings, Ted. My name is Y/N.”
“That is a most bodacious name.”
Bill approached Ted and tried to pull him away from the stall. ‘Come on, Ted! We don’t have time to flirt with babes!” Ted remained where he was as he shook Bill’s hand off his shoulder. Bill had witnessed that look in Ted’s eyes only once before. Back in seventh grade, Ted had the biggest crush on the President of the Debate Team, and he admired them from afar for years. Ted did not fall for people often, but when he did, he fell hard. “Okay, you interview them and learn about what business is like here, and I will find some others to talk to. Meet me back here before sunset.” Bill wandered off and disappeared within the masses, leaving Ted and Y/N alone.
“I need to interview someone for my history paper. Would you care to join me for a walk?” Ted waited in anticipation for Y/N’s answer. Rejection for Ted happened more times than he could count, but he still prayed that this one would work out.
“That would be lovely! Historical papers are an interest of mine.” Y/N moved through the narrow doorway positioned behind the stand, and Ted could hear them talking to someone in the room. Y/N came back outside and called out a final goodbye. “Follow me. There is a quiet garden outside of town where we can talk in peace.”
Ted eagerly followed Y/N, who seemed to pass through the crowds with the grace of a dancer. At one point, Ted almost lost sight of them, but Y/N noticed the loss of his presence immediately and stopped. Y/N grabbed Ted’s hand as they smirked. “Just a little further. I can’t lose you before I have the chance to tell you all that I am able.”
The garden was spacious and yet secluded as Y/N had said, and they let go of Ted’s hand before taking a seat under a pomegranate tree. They patted the grass beside them, and Ted clumsily fell by their side. Y/N giggled at his antics as they leaned back on their arms. “What do you wish to know about Pompeii, Ted?
Ted spent the rest of the afternoon asking Y/N questions about their life, but eventually the questions diverted from historical to personal. There was something about Y/N’s voice that sounded prettier than any love song Ted had ever heard, and he would do anything to hear more of it. Sadly, their time together was cut shorter than he wanted. “Oh no, I must head home or my father will kill me,” Y/N said as they stood up.
“Could we meet here again tomorrow? I have more questions to ask you.” Actually, Ted had plenty of information for the paper, but the question he wanted to ask the most he was too scared to say. By tomorrow he would muster up the courage to ask Y/N if they wanted to come back to San Dimas with him. Until then, Ted knew something that he could do. “Y/N, have you ever played an instrument before?”
“No, but my uncle is skilled at playing the harp. Why do you ask?” Y/N was slightly worried about the agitated words their father would say when they returned home, and yet their curiosity kept their feet anchored in place. Ever since this strange young man named Ted appeared at their stall earlier that day, Y/N felt a pull towards him. Could this be the feeling that they had heard so many tales about?
“Well see, there’s this thing that my friend Bill and I do whenever we are super stoked about something. All you have to do is pretend to play a guitar like this.” Ted demonstrated his air guitar for Y/N, who looked at him with a puzzled but intrigued expression.
“I believe I understand what you mean,” Y/N stepped closer to Ted as they attempted to mimic his actions. It was stiff and uncoordinated, but Ted could tell that Y/N tried their best. “Was that correct?”
“Not exactly, but here let me show you.” Ted closed the rest of the space between him and Y/N and took their arms in his hands. His touch was gentle as he moved Y/N’s arms to show them what a proper air guitar looked like. Despite the educational intent behind Ted’s actions, Y/N felt a warmth creeping into their cheeks, the pinkish color hidden by the darkness that slowly covered the garden. Ted backed away and allowed Y/N to give it another go. This time, they were much more successful.
“That was a most excellent air guitar, Y/N! I could not have done better myself.” Ted grinned from ear to ear, and Y/N smiled just as much. The garden’s only light came from the moon above, and the earlier worries Y/N had returned to them. “Thank you for the lesson, Ted, but I must be going now. Until tomorrow!” Y/N headed for the entrance of the garden, but they quickly turned back and left a quick kiss on Ted’s cheek before finally heading home. Ted left shortly after and arrived at the spot where Bill wanted to meet. The blonde sat on a bench with his arms crossed.
“You’re lucky that you’re my best friend, or I would be most angry with you right now.” Bill grumbled as he tried to keep up his angry expression, but a huge grin replaced his scowl as he sprung up from the stone seat. “So, did you kiss them?!”
“No, but we are meeting at the same place tomorrow!”
“Excellent! I found a spot where we can hide out until tomorrow, and we can plot the perfect game plan for you to ask Y/N out on a proper date.” That night, Ted fell asleep the moment his head hit the straw-stuffed sack that Bill found in the barn they were staying in, and he dreamed of the delightful conversations that he would have with Y/N.
The next day came, and Ted ran out of the barn as soon as the sun reached its peak in the sky. Bill stayed behind to catch up on reading about Pompeii in the school textbook. Not only that, but he also did not want to ruin Ted’s date with Y/N. When Ted entered the garden, he noticed that Y/N arranged a picnic for the two of them under the pomegranate tree. “I brought what I could, and while it is no feast, surely it will do.” Y/N said as Ted assembled his own plate of food.
Once they had finished eating, Ted swallowed his nerves as he tried to ask the big question. “Y/N, how would you-”
“Ted! Ted I’ve gotta tell you something!” Bill stormed into the garden, startling both Ted and Y/N.
“Can’t this wait, Bill? I was just about to ask Y/N something.” Ted felt annoyed, but the fear on Bill’s face meant that something had to be wrong. “Excuse me, Y/N. I’ll be right back.” Ted followed Bill to the edge of the garden where they could talk in private. Y/N remained under the tree, staring up at the leaves happily. “This had better be good Bill, or you owe me one.”
“Do you remember why our teacher wanted us to write about Pompeii,” Bill asked as he flipped to that section of the history textbook.
“No, did it have something to do with the beauty of this city?” Ted answered as he looked over at Y/N.
“Not exactly, Ted. Pompeii was destroyed by a volcanic eruption on August 24th, 79 A.D. That’s today! Rufus warned us that this was a treacherous time zone, and now we know why! We have to leave right now before we turn into literal toast!”
“Just let me say goodbye to Y/N. If I tell them what’s about to happen, they’ll want to come with us.” Ted ran back over to Y/N and pulled them up from their blanket. “Y/N, I know this is sudden, but you have to come back to San Dimas with Bill and I. Something terrible is about to happen, and I can’t leave you behind.”
Y/N’s mouth hung open as they tried to process what was going on. “What do you mean? I can not leave my father alone. We have a business to run, and there is nothing to fear in this city. My place is here in Pompeii, Ted.”
“I love you, Y/N. And if you feel the same, then you have to come with me.” Ted reached for Y/N’s arm, but they jerked their limb back. Y/N’s eyes brimmed with tears as they took another step away.
“And I love you as well, Ted, but leaving now is not possible. I do not know your reason for wanting to leave, but no matter where you are going, it will have to be without me. Nevertheless, take this with you to remember me by.” Y/N removed the necklace they were wearing and placed it in Ted’s hand, closing his fingers and holding his palm closed. “My mother gave this to me, and she told me that when the time was right I would be able to give it to the one I love. Who would be more deserving than the stranger who stole my heart.”
Tears rolled down Y/N’s cheeks, and Ted brushed them away with his free hand. Ted pressed his lips to Y/N’s, a few tears escaping his own eyes as they shared the only passionate exchange they would ever have. The kiss ended, and the two simply gazed at each other for the last time. “I will never forget you, Y/N.”
“And I will never forget you, Ted.”
“Ted, it's time to go!” Bill shouted as Ted reluctantly followed his call. Y/N was sobbing now, but even in sadness their smile never faltered. They showed off their new air guitar skills to Ted, and he sent the best air guitar of his life in return. Ted walked away from the love of his life, and just like Orpheus leaving the underworld, he could not turn around for fear that his Euridice would pull him to his death.
Bill and Ted stepped into the time machine, and Bill dialed the number as the ground beneath them shook from a volcanic rumble. Ted rested his back against the glass wall, his coffee-colored eyes focused solely on the floor. “Ted, are you crying,” Bill questioned as the time machine traveled on and left Pompeii behind.
“Shut up, Bill! I’m not crying.” The glimmering trails of despair told Bill otherwise, and he understood that his friend needed some time to recover. Months passed, and while Bill and Ted aced their paper on Pompeii, an amazing grade wasn’t enough to mend Ted’s heart. Bill found Ted one afternoon hunched over his desk, scribbling rhythms and words onto a scrap piece of paper.
“What’s that for, Ted?”
“It’s a ballad about Y/N. I wish I told them how I felt the first night we met, and maybe they would be with me now.” Ted could feel the prick of tears blurring his vision, so he put more focus onto the song to keep from crying more than he already had the past few months.
“I know that this will be a most righteous song, and Y/N would love it.” Bill was right about the song becoming a hit. In fact, it became the most popular song that Bill and Ted’s band ever created. While Ted could not be with the one he loved, at least he had a melody to remind him of the wonderful stories he heard from Y/N, who to him was the only beautiful person in all of Pompeii.
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mopikeanuriver · 11 months
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Keanu growling
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neodimyum · 11 months
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finally ended this thingy, original photo for comparison :D
i wanna draw elizabeth and joana separately afterwards but idk if ill get the motivation so can't confirm anything
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zealockthegreat · 26 days
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starlahuskyz · 1 year
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Had an itch to draw evil bill and ted so I redrew one of my favorite scenes 🤘
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them-bo-dacious · 2 months
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killercardiagn · 1 year
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Gay people
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6lostgirl6 · 2 years
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Hi! I was wondering if I could request a poly Bill and Ted, with a very feminine s/o? Their s/o is really feminine and loves everything pink and cute, they wear bows all the time and cute little skirts and stuff? If you wouldn't mind writing this:)
I don’t mind at all! I’m happy to have my first Bill and Ted Request! I hope you enjoy! Huge thanks to @patient1666074 for their help with some of these ideas!
Pretty In Pink
TW: None
Poly!Bill And Ted With A Very Feminine S/O
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You were definitely unique, not only being a transfer student at San Dimas High, but also because of your style. Your wardrobe consisted of pastels, with the color pink dominating every other color you owned. You weren't afraid to wear extravagant bows and skirts and decorate yourself with necklaces and bracelets. 
When you first transferred to San Dimas High, you were the talk of the school. Your fashion was unique and attracted some bullies but also attracted some admirers. 
Such admirers include our lovable idiots, Bill and Ted.
You met them through sharing history class together where you took over the vacant seat next to bill’s with Ted being diagonal to your upper right.
You were really smart with a big heart so whenever the two seemed to be lost in what they were learning, you would quickly help them out with Mr. Ryan’s back turned. 
Mr. Ryan totally knew what was going on but he found you to be a very good influence and noticed their grades were doing a little better with your help so he allowed it.
Due to this, it made Bill and Ted crush on you even harder. 
It was during the time of the history oral presentation and when they acquired the telephone booth when they finally asked you out. 
They have traveled with you back in time where poodle skirts were popular in the 50's because you thought they were very pretty and you couldn't find them anywhere. They love making you happy.
Bill loves your bows and accessories while Ted loves your skirts and stockings. We all remember that scene where Ted tried sticking his head back in the hole to see those women. He likes what he sees and what he sees is what he likes.
Your room is completely opposite from theirs, everything is practically pink and seems to simmer with your huge collection of stuffed animals.
When Bill and Ted visit your place, they like putting on your stuff because they’re always fiddling with your things. So you decided to give them some of your stuff to wear.
Bill would wear your bracelets and Ted would wear your necklaces. 
Bill’s love language is words of affirmation and quality time while Ted is quality time and physical touch. They both also share acts of service. 
Therefore, when Bill and Ted are in love, they love hard and are incredibly sweet. They like to buy you gifts whenever they have enough money to afford it.
When it was close to your birthday, the boys saved enough money to buy you a cute plushy that wore a big pink bow and went, “Look, it's your twin!” 
They have gotten you things that range from plushies, clothes, earrings, and even makeup items that you really wanted. 
In return, you bought them new band shirts and helped Bill turn some of them into crop tops.
They like when you practice makeup on them. In the beginning, Ted was a little confused why you would need to practice on them but it’s easy to have him go along with it.
Whenever you’re getting ready to put on makeup, Bill and Ted will look through your supplies and try to guess what they are for and always get it wrong. 
When you showed them your false eyelashes one time and took them off, they about cried. You had to explain to them that no you did not just rip off your real eyelashes and you were not in pain.
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