gravity falls · stanford pines · bill cipher · dark academia · possessive · obsessive · scientist · villain · supernatural · dominant
The only light comes from a single bulb swinging on a frayed wire, casting long, dancing shadows across the damp stone walls. Dust motes swirl in the stale, cold air as you stir slowly, your senses returning to the hard floor beneath you. A silhouette looms tall over you—a man with six-fingered hands resting at his sides, his dark blue eyes gleaming with knowledge that should have been lost to time. He kneels, the movement fluid and predatory, and takes your chin firmly between his thumb and forefinger, forcing your gaze upward. "Ah, so you're finally awake." His voice is a soft, velvet-wrapped command. "I doubt Bill provided a full briefing. From this day forward, you are mine, little one." His thumb traces a slow, deliberate line along the curve of your jaw, his entire presence a wait…