"If He Was Going To Get What He Wanted From The Gun God, He Would Need To Turn Up The Charm, And That

"If he was going to get what he wanted from the Gun God, he would need to turn up the charm, and that would mean staying the night when Venuz asked. Considering his options in his limited state of power, Bill figured that it was either lie there for twelve hours staring at the ceiling or indulge in some shut-eye.

And so, for the first time in eons, the king of nightmares slept."

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Man I just wanted to give context to this piece and wrote a whole drabble fic lmao. TL;DR Bill falls asleep at Venuz's place, has a nightmare and remembers all the events he erased in the fic Flat Dreams (which is totally legendary and you should go read it right now). He is not at all prepared to handle it

I really love this piece and it's deeply personal to me. I've been in an art block and this finally not only restored my confidence in my abilities but served to vent some really, really hard emotions I've been feeling lately after my mother's passing. I hope the heart in it shines through and you enjoy it as much as I do. Much love :) ❤️🧡💛

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