#hes domesticated i promise
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laidback-thrills ¡ 1 year ago
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the pimp and the priest pounce on quickened cat's feet//for the freshest young blood; innocence for the feast
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mint-fixates ¡ 4 months ago
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Going more in depth with my many, very long thoughts on the AU concept I discussed in a previous post, which I'm calling "Domesticated Bill AU" based on a suggestion from the replies (TL;DR it's just a "What if Bill wasn't evil" AU)
First major difference: No Euclydian massacre. Bill doesn't destroy his home dimension, he just gets sick of them trying to suppress his gift and leaves. Something something he still ends up getting trapped in the Nightmare Realm while looking for a more exciting and accepting world
He spends a lot of time partying and getting up to mischief while hanging out with the Henchmaniacs (who still look up to him as a leader, but have more of an equals/genuine friends relationship with him rather than a boss/minion relationship), but after a billion years or so that starts to get boring. When they realize the Nightmare Dimension is unraveling, Bill has the idea to get someone to make a portal for him, like in canon, BUT Weirdmageddon is never part of the plan. He just needs a way to safely get himself and his friends out of the Nightmare Realm before it unravels, no apocalypse required
Bill still has a series of failed partnerships because no one has the technology to build the portal or because they can't match his freak and get fed up with him and call the deal off. But there's no evil retribution on anyone who fails to make it. He's chaotic neutral at worst, so most of his impact on history is similar to canon!Bill helping the Salem witches free themselves- but because of Earth's societal standards and expectations, he still gets painted as evil for these sorts of acts.
Bill meets Stanford under the same circumstances- Ford finds out about him and summons him to help when he hits a roadblock in his research (though he finds him through different means since there's no shaman warning/prophecy). The only initial difference is that Bill is fully honest about the intention of the portal, because he has nothing to hide.
Bill is still a bit emotionally immature and jealous of Fiddleford but generally their relationship is much healthier. Ford still worships and puts Bill on a pedestal at first, but as they get closer over time he realizes that they're equals, kindred spirits. Bill delights in having someone and who finds his weirdness intriguing and endearing rather than being put off by it. They both love having someone they can relate to, someone on a similar level of intelligence, someone they never have to filter themselves around, and with all that in mind it's really inevitable that they fall for each other.
The portal is a success, and Ford makes a ton of money and earns his place in scientific history for his brilliant discovery, but credits Bill with half the workload since he can now prove Bill is, y'know, real and not a hallucination. People are still a bit weirded out by Bill and prefer the idea of a human success story, so as far as the press is concerned, it was 99% Stanford. Fiddleford is not credited at his own request, preferring to live a quiet life while knowing he helped make the world a bit better.
Fiddleford is still crushing hard on an oblivious Ford throughout the portal-building process like canon implies, but once the portal finished and Ford can introduce him to/explain his relationship with Bill, Fidds gracefully bows out and goes back to working on making personal computers and on focusing on his family. He and Ford are still good friends and regularly email and call each other which Bill hates but begrudgingly tolerates
Bill and his friends take a tour of the multiverse to decide where they want to settle, but Bill's thoughts keep drifting back to Stanford. Ford is also touring the multiverse for research purposes, which has disrupted their ability to communicate mentally, and Bill realizes how much he misses him. They both eventually go back to Dimension 46'\ and get married. Bill finds Earth a bit boring sometimes and occasionally goes on vacations to other dimensions with Ford and/or the Henchmaniacs, but "home" for him and Ford is always Gravity Falls.
Stanley calls Ford to congratulate him on his success and they reconnect, both apologizing for their fight. Ford finds out that Stanley is homeless and immediately hires him as his publicist since he's constantly being bombarded with interview requests and the like. Stanley ends up getting his own place in Gravity Falls to be closer to work and his brother.
Dipper and Mabel's parents are going through some Things™ and decide to send the twins off to live it up with their rich, successful Grunkle Ford for the summer. Gravity Falls is still weird but the twins now have a great uncle who actively encourages and assists them on all their weird supernatural and conspiratorial adventures. And, of course, their weird extradimensional triangle great-uncle-in-law is more than happy to help them cause some trouble and solve some mysteries too (Bill 10000% helped Mabel kidnap Sev'ral Timez and hide them from Ford, suggested using the Lilliputtians to cheat in her mini-golf game against Pacifica, etc.)
Stanley and his personal assistant Soos still make frequent appearances at Ford's house, and Wendy is also there (haven't quite figured out how she fits into this yet), so Dipper and Mabel are still close with all of them like in canon
Mabel still meets and becomes besties with Candy and Grenda, just under different circumstances.
Pacifica's parents initially contact Stanford to hire him to dispose of their ghost problem, but he passes it off to Dipper because he and Bill are going to visit Bill's parents in Euclydia. So NWMM/Pacifica's character development plays out mostly the same way as canon
Gideon still meets and becomes obsessed with Mabel, but without the journals as a source of power and motivation, he has no ambition to steal the Shack or means to almost kill Dipper. He's still kind of a stalker towards Mabel but a mostly harmless one- especially after Ford, Bill, and Stanley find out he's been bothering her and have a Friendly Chat with him.
The journals still exist, but they're not hidden, they're just chilling on Ford's bookshelf. He originally intended to publish them but forgot about it with all the hype around the portal. Ford gives them to Dipper to help out with the twins' adventures for when he's busy and can't go help them personally.
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malebreastmilk ¡ 8 months ago
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pining!gojo imagines, school picnic sandwich making!
♡ pining!gojo who is busy taking in the scenery of your apartment as you begin listing off the different sandwich types that the students had requested, he feels like he’s looking right into your heart seeing how you decorated your little place with all the things you enjoyed, only snapping out of his little haze when you speak his name
“...Huh? Sandwiches! Right–what type I like? Whatevers on the menu!” ♡ pining!gojo who finds himself looking down at the little cutting board you had given him with different ingredients that needed cut, glancing over to you cutting the crusts off of someone’s sandwich, a pang of longing flooding his chest as he watched you prepare food so thoughtfully. who looks back towards his cutting board with unfamiliarity for once, unsure
 “On second thought, why don’t we just buy premade sandwiches? It’ll be easier!” ♡ pining!gojo who now finds himself frozen in place as you carefully direct your hands over the top of his to help him direct the shaped bread-cutter without squishing the sandwich and its fillings completely. who trembles momentarily as you move your hand away from his as he does his best to cut into a sandwich by himself, looking back at you, trying to meet your gaze
 “See? Easy as that. You might wanna take notes!”
♡ pining!gojo who packs away the last bagged sandwich after you finish writing the last of the names onto the front. who tries to play it off as him accidentally making an extra sandwich that you might as well eat now since he argued that he was full from the sweets the two of you had been snacking on. who can't help but feel a newly found rush of pride swelling in his chest as you bite into the sandwich, the one he himself made especially for you
“It’s that good? Well I mean– of course it's good! It was made by the one and only Gojo Satoru after all~”
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fatuismooches ¡ 9 months ago
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EVEN MORE CUTE DOTTORE MOMENTS TO MAKE YOU SMILE 🙏 (because I am too tired to post anything of quality)
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baalzebubuu ¡ 10 days ago
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“Do I look like a scoundrel to you my Dear Lady~?”
“Oh Yes~ Very Much so Mister”
This is Khloe , One of Gunnar’s spouses
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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat ¡ 11 months ago
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teen sugu is a wolf but geto is a fox . u wouldnt get it
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eddieintheupsidedown ¡ 2 years ago
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Eddie: what is your biggest fear?
Steve: er... you dying. I'm not really scared of anything else to be honest
Eddie: what about you dying?
Steve: that's literally my biggest dream
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phantombmoll ¡ 2 years ago
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Greg x Reader - A little appetiser Summary - Greg's messed up, your teasing is justified but he still gets cocky. Rating T/M - Mature themes, sexiness but no explicitness Author Note; There was no prompt for this I just really like writing domestic Greg all happy and in love.
"Your arse in that dress is sinful." Greg pressed close as he passed by watching you as you pulled the wineglasses out of the dishwasher.
"Well don't get any ideas because your friends will be here soon." You could feel his eyes on you as you straightened up and it would be a lie to say you hadn't chosen the dress for the purposes of torturing him. He deserved it though. He was the one who'd invited everyone round after too many beers the week before and then he was the one who'd offered to cook, then had to stay late at work leaving everything to you.
"They're your friends too." Greg said his lips pressing gentle kisses with intent along your neck his arms sliding around your waist. You loved him and warmth radiated through you, the delicious slow burn of arousal starting low in your belly.
You weren't going to give in to him though.
"Hmm but I didn't invite them round-" You replied as Greg persisted at your neck, you stopped the groan about to leave you and tensed your legs to stop them from going to jelly as he hit that spot. "-and I wasn't the one who forgot he'd invited everyone around until someone at work reminded him. I also wasn't the one who promised to cook and then stayed late at work leaving my better half to do all the prep, shopping and organising."
Greg's hands skimmed your shoulders, pausing to slip a finger under your bra strap and admire it. He knew it was his favourite, the one with the lacey trim that fit just right, made your chest look like something from a thoroughly indecent 50's blue movie.
"I did apologise about that." Greg said against your shoulder. "And I get the feeling you might be getting your own back." His hands skimmed over your waist and started to scrunch the base of the dress, letting out a groan when his fingers found the top of the suspenders. "You're definitely punishing me."
"I don't know what you're talking about, I simply got ready for the dinner you organised and now I'm trying to carry on with the prep." You turned into his arms before pushing past him, heading for the stove. You dipped the tip of a teaspoon into the pan and tasted it to check then turned it down to a low simmer.
"I really am sorry." Greg said sliding his hands back around your waist. You turned into him, allowing him to kiss you. His lips soft and warm and wanting. The pressure seemed to slip straight between your thighs and if you carried on the battle would be lost. You'd give into him easily. Greg pushed his luck hooking his hands under your thighs and lifting you onto the counter. His hands slid up your stocking covered thighs and up under your dress.
You groaned, cursing yourself for letting the sound escape and Greg pressed himself between your thighs.
"Let me taste you." He grinned against your lips. "Just a little appetiser."
Fuck.
Your heaving chest is enough of a giveaway that you don't want him to stop. Not really. Especially not when he talks like that and especially when you know how good he is with his mouth.
"You're a very bad man." You say fingers raking the hair at the base of his skull. He moans and grins at you. Sliding his hands further up your thighs, inching the dress up higher. It's tight but the fabric has a stretch that means it gives you some leeway.
"And you are a very bad girl." He says, fingers skimming the dampness of the lacey black knickers he loves so much. Your hips react to him and the grin comes back.
He's cocky.
Too cocky.
"Ready and waiting for-"
BZZZZZ
The door bell buzzes. His head drops to your chest and he makes a noise of disappointment that makes you laugh quietly.
"We could ignore it." He says into your chest.
"You invited them." You say scrunching your hands in the base of his hair again, just the way he likes, knowing it will do nothing to abate his arousal and now he'll have to answer the door with it and have it hanging over him all night. You press on his chest and jump down off the counter adjusting your dress. "Go answer the door." You say pressing a kiss to his cheek and patting his chest.
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tenfaceandthree ¡ 9 months ago
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"You all think that I date Andrew because I'm in love with him or whatever, but no. I date him so I can get away with domestic violence. Someone's gotta beat his ass so many he'll learn to stop runnin' his mouth."
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ohitslen ¡ 1 year ago
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OHMYFUCKINGGOD ON THE TOPIC OF VASHWOOD IMMM OKAY UH HOW THeY uuUH cooking meals for each other,?,, mhmbqnd yeA h DOMESTIC? ?? Yes but UM UH, more like, sharing a simple moment doing such a simple thing, yet in spite of how simple the thing is they rarely get to enjoy it, and now that they do it’s togETHER— I WILL,, OHGOD….
What if. Wait a minute. I’m an artist what the fuck.
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aunhinged ¡ 2 months ago
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Broken promises pact AU 01
(Or the ��ill disappear, right after I sabotage you” Treaty)
Sherlock and John make a pact that if they ever feel their relationship slipping, they’ll break up and disappear from each other’s lives forever.
Throughout this, there’s a desperate, unspoken yearning between them, as neither wants the relationship to end but both are too stubborn to admit they need each other. It’s a twisted game of one-upmanship, where their acts of sabotage are more about keeping the connection alive than destroying it.
After a minor argument, John impulsively invokes the pact. But instead of adhering to it and walking away, both he and Sherlock spiral into a chaotic series of events, each trying to sabotage the other’s life, pushing boundaries to prove they can’t live without one another.
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An hour later, John’s back at the flat, holding a giant inflatable flamingo. Sherlock raises an eyebrow.
Sherlock: What’s that for?
John: I thought you could use a floatie, you know, for all that drowning you’re doing in your own misery.
Sherlock’s mouth twitches as he tries to maintain his aloofness.
Sherlock: Really? A flamingo?
John: Of course! You can’t drown if you’re floating, right? This is me, saving your life.
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whoblewboobear ¡ 3 months ago
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Mhm mhm JacePorter and WadeLogan doing a universe swap purely so that Deadpool and Wolverine can finally have nasty brutal gay sex while plotting some scheme on the side and starbreaker get to just beat the shit out each other in a Honda it would fix them all.
Bonus for Logan as the new barbarian teacher. Wade is the sorcery teacher who deffo gets fired immediately for accidentally killing a student
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malebreastmilk ¡ 8 months ago
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pining!gojo imagines, school picnic outing!
pining!gojo who watches as all his students come out from the school building, their tired expressions turning to that of great joy as they are met with all their instructors setting up a picnic for all of them. all sorts of snacks and drinks are set up atop of the tables that had been set up for the outing. who finds you sorting through the stacks of sandwiches making sure that you really have brought all of them
“Hey! Let me help you pass them out. I can’t have you taking all the credit now can I?”
pining!gojo who makes sure to mention that he helped make the sandwiches to each person you passed one to, making sure that yaga and kusakabe especially got the message that he was clearly capable of helping. shoko sends you a knowing glance as he hands her the bagged sandwich that she had requested. who insists that you sit with him and some of the students so you can tell them about how well he helped
“It’s like I was made for it– Panda! Savor it, both of us worked very hard on that! ”
pining!gojo who can’t keep his eyes and mind off of you as you chat with everyone at the table joking and laughing as everyone eats their fill. who can only hear your giggling and words that cloud his mind only focusing when his name was mentioned in passing or called, acting as if he was completely disconnected from the ongoing conversation. who only then realizes he must have missed out on something being mentioned as the students rush off toward ijichi and yaga who are carrying out different types of sports gear leaving only the two of you side by side at the now dirtied table
“While they’re distracted I’m going to get first pickings of the dessert! You might as well join me, not like I’d let you get in trouble or anything.”
pining!gojo who is overjoyed as you walk by his side towards the table filled with all sorts of sweets and desserts finding himself more interested in you rather than the thought of all the treats on the table. who despite that tears his eyes away from you to the field of desserts spread out before the two of you, taking a mental note of all his favorites that were sprinkled in between. who opens his mouth ready to bombard you with his favorite treats and why you should try them before he momentarily pauses in thought, instead opting to ask you about your favorite types, noting the slight shift in your expression, his heart fluttering in response 
“Mm, I like those too! Let’s make those together next time then! …Please?”
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somegrumpynerd ¡ 2 years ago
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He would make a good big brother? uncle? dad? found family member
Unfortunately, they found out about the cookies
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herbert-west ¡ 11 months ago
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I keep dreaming of murdering like tons of people and trying to evade capture and shit
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holocene-sims ¡ 2 years ago
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july 7, 2021 2:00 p.m. grant's house
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