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wheeboo · 8 months

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seventeen as wave to earth songs

FEATURING. seventeen (ot13) GENRE. headcanons WARNINGS. none WORD COUNT. 1.3k

notes: i thought n wrote this within the hours of 3-4 am because my brain couldn’t fight the urge even tho no one asked for this lmao ;; im blaming this seungkwan edit on tiktok that conspired me to do this. a lot of ppl have prob done this but this is my take (some of them were HARD) :') honestly any of these can be switched around

choi seungcheol as calla

the first word i associated with this song is "devotion", and my mind immediately thought of cheol. he is the definition of loyalty and puts in his all when it comes to love and towards whoever his calla will be. he has the power of reassurance and hope, and this can also be interpreted vice versa will cheol being the "calla" of the relationship--the one who may be withering away inside, so he needs that other half to supply him with the rain that he needs to grow

"But Calla, you can always grow back, oh If you don't have enough sunlight I'll blow the clouds away, Calla Bloom yourself until the end"

yoon jeonghan as daisy.

jeonghan as daisy just MAKES SENSE?? he is the splash of colour within a simplistic life, a constant source of happiness even in the most mundane situations. i just love the vibrant feels of this song and it makes me imagine a scenario of running down the beach holding hands with him. seeing his presence just never fails to brighten up my day up, and its just a very comforting song in general which reminds me sm of him

"Oh, daisy, it's my happiness to run into you Life always goes on and on But, I'll live with you forever So, be my daisy"

joshua hong as bad

the instrumentals of the song gives me joshua vibes. and just like the lyrics, how can the sight of joshua's smile/just him in general not make your day even better? for some reason i also had an imagination of him serenading someone with this song plsss, it would be so swoonworthy to hear that. its such a romantic song abt finding joy and happiness in your loved one, and i think joshua has a lot of love inside of him

"How could my day be bad when I'm with you? You're the only one who makes me laugh So how can my day be bad? It's a day for you"

wen junhui as light

the constant mention of the moon and the sky just gives me jun energy. i don't know if the word quirky is the right word to call this song (probably not, now that i think abt it, maybe more calm) but its a word i would definitely describe jun with. he's always a person who tries his best to shine as much as he could and he's just someone you can rely on yk

"You are my sea, you are my sunshine The star, the moon"

kwon soonyoung as pink

this song is just very... freeing and nostalgic? and it reminds of me soonyoung where everything just feel so liberating and free when it comes to being with him. his spirit just seems to rid of any worries just so easily, and it kind of reminds me of the sunset, where the colour pink is shown, and just like the song says- it's such a beautiful colour just like him

"During the sunset The pink light is clear It drew you, the beautiful you Your image" (translation may not be accurate because it's in full korean)

jeon wonwoo as seasons

someone had to be seasons and it was such a hard choice of who to give this song to but ultimately, i picked wonwoo. this song is just so bittersweet and melancholic. it holds so many heartfelt emotions inside of it but also so many unhappy emotions as well. it displays vulnerability and how that kind of feeling can feel burdensome to those around you and overall, i feel like he is the more perfect choice for this song tbh

"Oh my life is fallin' apart Maybe no one will notice if I disappear But I'll pray for you all the time If I could be by your side I'll give you all my life, my seasons"

lee jihoon as wave

i absolutely adore the instrumentals of this song sm. it's about embracing the unknown with someone special and i feel like the kinda fits with jihoon very well. i just love the symbolism of waves and stars in the song and how it symbolises this desire to adventure and traverse thru the unknown. i also think jihoon is very introspective n knowing that nothing lasts forever, but with the wave being mentioned that will last forever just,, perfectly contrasts with that? this was a bit hard to explain asljkdlas n made more sense in my head

"When you spoke to me, The words are like a floating star Now I'm next to you The waves will take us far away"

xu minghao as ride

the lyrics of the song is basically describing someone else being your safe space, and i definitely think minghao is that. he is the type of person whose presence is an easy source of comfort to whatever sort of emotional baggage one may hold. he's simply just the definition of the word comfort and to me, is what this song gives

"I'm on a ride Ride You are my city Everything"

kim mingyu as peach eyes

mingyu is just the type of person whose eyes seem to hold SO MUCH love or appear so lovestruck? or just him in general tbh--he just seems to hold so much love and is willing to dump that all for the person he adores w all his life. like eyes can carry so much within them istg. this song is also more on the cheery and upbeat side and i definitely think that resonates w the type of person that he is

"Peach eyes and blue skies It's on the moonlight, how many songs I write You'll be my sunlight, how could I not rely On you, peach eyes?"

lee seokmin as sunny days

the sun = seokmin hello?? i love the description of nature in this song and it reminds me of walking in the park on a sunny afternoon with him and it's just so perfect, like how everything is just so insignificant without the presence of the other person aka him. it's a golden type of love where it doesn't waver even as time goes by, and i can definitely see that with seokmin

"You are my golden age Evеrything shines so bright That my eyes go blind Our youth never ages here"

boo seungkwan as love.

this is my favourite wave to earth song btw. it may just be me being very biased but listening to the song while thinking of him just FITS him? the song is literally abt the strength of love thru hardships, being someone with a fragile heart, and reminds me of those types of hugs where it just feels... right? like everything is simply okay? the song makes me ascend each time i listen to it on full blast, and boo never fails to make me ascend with not just his voice, but his care and the amount of love he carries in himself, his strength, just HIM

"My little heart too Like small waves in it Broken and pushed back Melting into you Only then can I see my eternity" (translation may not be accurate because it's in full korean)

vernon chwe as so real

the instrumentals in this song esp at the end are so superior btw. other than that, despite the calm vibes this song emits just like vernon, it's also a song about feeling stuck, about being lost in your emotions. not that i'm assuming vernon is feeling this way, but in general, it reminds me of that feeling being alone in your own world which i think suits him with this song more than others

"I can't explain Where I'm buried now An empty vein You'll never understand"

lee chan as surf.

this song has such an uplifting and upbeat vibe and it's about enjoying the time that you have, even though it's temporary, and living in the moment spending time with yourself and also those that you love as well. the lyrics make me smile so much, and i definitely think chan fits the song very well because i def think he has this power to charge others (like his members) with energy just by being himself

"Dance my babe, dance my friends We don't have much time to enjoy Just sing it my babe Bigger than you ever did We don't have much time to enjoy Our time will be gone someday But I'm okay Life is like surfin' anyway"

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yourlocalstranger123 · 1 year

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Genshin. ~Aether x Reader~

-Don't go. Stay-

Part 3

!¡Warning¡!

Smut, bondage, unholy words, sub! Aether, dom! Reader, female and male reader, hair pulling, so minors. Do not interact!⚠️

Both have f! And m! Reader

If you do not like it, I understand. It's my first time writing smut 🥲 also this is pretty long.

I need help with my choices rn

People who asked choice C -private-

@raesleepyhead @jamieswings they didn't know what was coming...

Sorry, I tried to find a perfect image without *cough* *cough* being specific so I just had to use Google it came from Pinterest and it didn't tell me the artist...

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Choice C has been chosen

"Oh? Well, I can do this one."

Aether tilted his head in confusion. He moved closer so he can see what you chose....

"...! W- wait, you are actually doing it?!!?!" He blushed. Feeling flustered, he covered his face with both of his hands.

"Did you perhaps didn't want to?"

He shakes his head as a sign of no. He went to the bed, waiting for you. You got something in return for granting his wish.

[I'm re-thinking my life choices rn]

{Bold is the reader}

[And when he says your name]

Male! Reader

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He looked so pretty tied up in red ropes ♥︎

As you trailed down kisses on his neck, he whined. Trying to unzip your pants with his mouth. But when he saw your cock, he widen his eyes. He wondered how it's gonna fit? You reassured him that it will. You were just joking around, opening the cabinet to find some lube. To your surprise, there was a bottle of lube. Half used.

"My my! I didn't know you would do such things behind my back. Do you perhaps imagine me fucking your brains out?"

Smirking at his little attempt to look away. His throat was dry for words. He could only whimper at your words, you put a good amount of lube. Shoving a finger inside him, he arched his back trying to bite his lips to refrain his moans. Archons, your hands are too big! He can just even cum from it. You kissed him, licking the blood.

"Don't do that, your hurting yourself. Plus, I want to hear you. But even if you still do, you'll still be screaming my name in the end anyways."

Before he could answer, you shoved a second finger into him, he lets out a moan. Scissoring him even though he felt too much stimulation. You didn't even notice he came.

"T- too sensitive! Hgnh-"

He whined you to stop. His mouth doesn't match up with his body grinding into your fingers as you put a third one.

He frowned when he felt the loss of contact, he was about to say something until you kissed him. Muffling his moans in the kiss. You untied him and he thought he was free but until you griped his wrist and tied it to the bed frame.

You opened his legs, struggling to keep them close but stopped after you bit his thigh.

Very soft

You went between his legs, and before he could process it, you shoved your cock in him.

"HnGHHhH~! N- name! To m- much!"

He choked out a sob. Feeling pleasure and pain flowing through him, he couldn't think straight anymore! Only thinking about your cock. He wonders if three fingers are even enough! You made him all putty in your hands. You let him adjust it until you slammed into him once more.

Choking out a sob, he was a moaning mess.

After he came, you got your cock out of him but he tries to put it back in, grinding in the process.

"*hic* p- please name! Fuck me more! Let me touch you! Please! Cum in me!"

He begged you, sobbing when he didn't feel you. You kissed the tears away, rubbing his back to Soothe his cries. As soon as you untied him, he pushed you down on the bed. Putting his hands on your chest. Grabbing your cock to align it to his hole.

Slamming down, he stopped himself from cuming, edging in the process. He bounced on your cock, saying muffled praises about how good your cock feel inside of him.

You pushed the bulge that you made, that send him to Celestials. You continued fucking him, chasing your own pleasure. As you finally came inside him, you looked up to see aether passed out, smiling.

Of course, you cleaned him. Putting him in some comfortable clothes before cuddling him. Wrapping your arms on his waist.

Female! reader

{Bold is the reader}

[And when he says your name]

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He looked so pretty in red ropes ♥︎

He kept squirming around, he wanted to touch you! He just wants to stuff his face into your chest :( can't blame him. It looks really soft

"You can take 1 round right? I know you can. If you do, I'll set you free."

He nodded, he tried to keep calm but wanted to be inside you so badly! Whining, you started stroking him. Whimpering at the sensation, he started moaning. But tried to refrain it by biting his lips.

"Hmm, let's not do that, shall we? I like how my name sounds when you say it. Even if you still do it, I'll make sure to make you scream it."

As you whispered in his ear. He tried to hide his face in your neck from you seeing him being flustered. You stopped, his breathe hitched from the loss of contact. He looked at you, about to say something until you slammed down on him.

"H-Hngh!"

He choked out a sob, he felt so good! He arched his back, as you grind onto him. He felt so happy when you released him from the ropes! He hugged your waist as you move up and down, Begging to cum.

"Alright, I'll permit you for being such a good boy."

The moment you gave him the permission he came. But you were still going, he trembled and became overly sensitive from the last one. He stuffed his face in your chest, giving a light squeeze.

"T- too sensitive! I can't, please N- name!"

Although he says that, his body doesn't match up the way it buckled his hips into you. You both came, patting his head saying compliments of how good he is.

Smiling happily as he rests his tired state on you, laying on your chest....he fell asleep. Of course, you woke up before him so you got him cleaned.

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breannasfluff · 7 months

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Punishment and Shrines

Whump Rating: 1.5/5

AO3 Link

It’s a cave. Of course it’s a cave. Warriors and Wild couldn’t be stuck on a nice open plane, they had to be trapped in a cave. There might be air, but there’s not a lot of space. The cave-in saw to that. Sure, the chain will get them out eventually, but they were pretty far back in the tunnel.

Why did Warriors agree to go with the champion again? Right, because he was trying to be nice and get to know their newest member. At least he’s not stuck in here alone. Even if the darkness and tight quarters draw up bad memories.

“How are you doing, soldier?”

Wild doesn’t answer, but the sound of his breathing increases.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Warriors feels in the dark until he bumps into the champion; there’s little floorspace free. “The other will get us out.”

He doesn’t respond, just whimpers.

“Give me your hand.” After some fumbling the captain finds and squeezes it. “Do you not like the dark? Or the space?”

“Z-Zelda says it’s claustrophobia,” Wild manages. His voice is high and reedy with panic. “After the shrine I…”

“Shh. You don’t have to explain.”

Wild doesn’t seem to hear him, just clutches his hand tighter. “The shrine…the lid, it was right above me. I don’t—remember much. But sometimes there was blue light and liquid sloshed. I’d reach up but there was stone. They buried me in there. I couldn’t…remember why. But I was trapped. No one would let me out.”

Warriors winces because that kind of trauma leaves a mark. “Put your hand up, Link. See? You don’t feel any stone over you now. Sure, we are in a cave, but we have some space. You have food in your slate. I could test the rocks and crawl over them if we needed to find some more space. And most of all, you aren’t alone. I’m here with you, okay?”

The champion whines and squeezes his hand. At least helping Wild distracts him from the darkness. “I don’t like it either, you know?”

At first, there’s silence, but then a questioning hum.

“Yeah, the military wasn’t kind to recruits and all that. If you disobeyed orders, they’d put you in solitary confinement. Not for too long; at least not unless you did something bad.” Allowing traitors into his ranks was certainly bad. “The room was tiny; you could feel all the walls in the middle. Couldn’t stand up straight. It was pitch black and underground. It was just so…silent.”

He shudders at the memory.

“Did you have to go in there often?”

If the captain closes his eyes, he can pretend the darkness is a choice. “Sometimes. Not always for long, but once or twice…” he lets it trail off.

The experience left its mark. His wariness about enclosed spaces and total darkness has never gone away. He served in the war and it was a hard time. While it might make sense why the punishment was so steep, he’s hard-pressed to say it taught him anything besides fear.

“I want to be outside,” Wild whispers.

“Me, too.” Warriors is quiet for a while, focusing on breathing through the growing panic. Then, abruptly, his hand tightens on Wild’s. “Doesn’t your slate light up? Why are we sitting in the dark?”

A pause. “It’s small in here.”

“And?”

“The slate light is blue.”

“So—oh.” The shrine. The thing that would ease Warriors panic is the thing that would lead to Wild’s. He tries not to imagine the walls pressing in around him. “Right, sorry.”

Still, the champion lets go of his hand and fumbles at his side. Abruptly, the space is lit up by the blue light of the screen.

Warriors takes a deeper breath, relaxing at the visual reminder that he’s not trapped in the punishment room. He can see the rock pile from the landslide; the ceiling is fairly high for all they are pushed into a small space.

“Thanks—” he cuts off because Wild’s eyes are squeezed shut and buried in his knees. “Hey. You can turn the light off. That helped.”

The champion wavers for a moment, then taps at the slate till it goes dark. Immediately, a hand nudges his and he takes it. Warriors works to keep the image of the room in his mind, despite his senses telling him it’s getting smaller.

He’s not alone, he didn’t mess up. Wild is here and he needs to keep their newest hero safe.

Wild’s turned his slate light on and off twice more when Warriors is pushed to his limit by the time natural light enters the cave. He’s up in a flash, carefully climbing the pile up to the hole. “Guys?”

“Good to hear your voice!” Sky calls back. “Is Wild with you? Are you both all right?”

“Yeah, we’re fine, just tired of being in the dark. No injuries, just some scares.”

Sky’s laughter is welcome. “Time is pissed you two wandered off. He’s also worried, but trying to hide it.”

The captain snorts—that sounds like Mask—and backs up while Sky and the others pull boulders free. Wild joins his side as the light grows, pressing himself to the opening. When it’s wide enough to go through, the captain nudges Wild to go first. He slithers through, blocking the light for a moment until he’s pulled through.

A few more rocks are pulled out and Warriors follows. From there they follow the tunnel back up to the surface.

Wild bursts into the open with a gasp, running forward and throwing himself in the grass. Then he rolls on his back to stare at the sky. Warriors joins him, flopping down and grounding himself with the sensation of the dirt and grass. Sunlight warms his face.

“You good?” he asks.

“Yeah. Being outside helps.”

The chirp of birds and crickets fills the air and then Wild says, “Thanks for sharing. About being punished. I know that had to suck but—it helped.”

Warriors nods, even though Wild isn’t looking. “It was nice not to be alone. No more cave exploring though, okay?”

The champion breathes out a giggle. “No more caves.”

#solitary confinement #whumptober2023 #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu whumptober #breannasfluff #mywriting #lu wild #lu warriors

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jensensfanfic · 1 year

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hi! if you're still taking daniel requests, could you write something where he and the reader are in their early-mid 20s and find out they're gonna be parents? maybe the reader gets the news at the doctor's office and surprises daniel when he gets home from work? wholesome domestic scenarios my beloved <3 thanks you!!!

LITTLE BEAN

pairing: daniel larusso x fem!reader

warnings: set in the present, daniel/reader are mid 20s but want kids, pregnancy, little mentions of anxiety - but it's just reader being nervous. not edited - i finished it mid work shift 😶

a/n: can we pretend he's mid 20s in that gif, please, despite the fact he doesn't age and looks so young lol. i don't write pregnancy fics often, so i it hope this is okay. i'm also worried i didn't stay true to his character... but again, i hope it's okay for you!!

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The journey home from the doctor's office feels like a lifetime. Every second seems to tick by at a snails pace. The usual bus ride home only takes around 20 minutes, and today is no different. There's not much traffic, and more than half of the seats are empty, but somehow, time moves so much slower.

You pull out your phone to check for any new messages and hope to see one from Daniel, but there's nothing yet. You assume this means he's working a little later. For a moment, this bothers you... until you get an idea. You'd wanted Daniel to be at home for the surprise at first, but this way, maybe you would have time to set up something special.

You type a quick text to Daniel, asking him how long he'll be. He responds quickly, and you figure out you have just under an hour to pull together what you can.

You get off the bus one stop before home, and head into your local supermarket. At the back of the store is a bakery, where you ask for a pre-baked cake to be decorated with two simple words. The friendly woman behind the counter pipes the words in pink and blue frosting and takes only ten minutes or so to finish it. You thank her as she hands over the box with a smile on her face and congratulates you.

Next, you pick up a pack of sharpies and some balloons from the party aisle that are the same colours as the frosting on your cake. Then you head to the section you'll no doubt be frequenting over the next few months... nay, years. You try to be quick, but the shelves of cute stuffed animals leave you spoiled for choice and very indecisive. You question if you even need one, but before you can walk away, you spot the perfect option.

You pick up the soft little toy sheep, giggling, then run your fingers over the material of the gi it wears. "Perfect."

Honesty, if you'd seen the little guy before, you'd have bought it ages ago.

After paying for everything, you head for your apartment, with enough time to spare to sort everything out.

You tie some of the pink and blue balloons together and put them in the living room, next to the coffee table where you've set the cake. With the sharpies, you draw and write cute little messages on them. You lay two plates, two forks, and two napkins next to it, along with a knife. Then, you decide to put on one of your favourite outfits. One you'd usually wear on a date night, something that would definitely make Daniel curious when he came home to see it.

You take a deep breath and take out one last thing from the pocket of the coat you'd hung up by the front door. You gaze at the image in wonder while your free hand smooths over your stomach.

You move to go and find somewhere to put it, but then there's the sound of keys jingling and the opening of the front door. You move your hands behind your back and watch as Daniel enters your home, a frown already forming on his face.

"Oh. Hey, babe. Are you off somewhere?" He kicks off his shoes and shuts the door behind him, opening his arms for a hug. You wrap your arms around him, peck his lips, and then step back, careful not to drop or reveal the gift. "Is it date night? Oh, god, did I forget?"

"Uh, no. No, but I do have a surprise for you."

"Aw, thank you babe. Can I sit first?" You stop him with a hand on his chest when he looks towards the living room. He looks down at your hand and cocks his head like a curious puppy. "Uh..."

You chuckle nervously. "Ha. Sorry, but not just yet. Here. I bought you something."

Swiftly, you bring the toy from behind your bag and hold it between you, wiggling the sheep's little legs and smiling. Daniel's eyes light up at the simple, yet meaningful gift. He grins and laughs. "Oh, my God. A karate sheep? That's amazing!"

He takes if gratefully, inspecting the little patch on the gi. "Hm. Maybe Mr Miyagi can sew a mini bonsai patch for it. This flower patch is cute and all but this little guy has to be a Miyagi-Do student."

You snort and chuckle at him, thrilled that he likes his first surprise, but then your mind immediately switches to the second. The subject of your other gift is something you've both talked about for about a year now. Both of you want it, but it doesn't halt the anxiety that sits heavy in your chest. There is always the chance that Daniel may have changed his mind.

"Hey, babe?" You take a deep breath and reach up to cup his jaw, bringing his attention back to you. He sets the toy sheep on top of the shelf by the front door and brings his hands down to your waist, running circles there with his thumbs. "I have something else for you."

"Why do you seem so nervous? Whatever it is, I'll love it. You know I will."

"Come on." One final blow of air, and you take his hand, turning around and leading him to the room where the balloons and cake are waiting. "So..."

Daniel's mouth falls open. He glances between each balloon, reading the drawn-on letters that say things like, 'oh, baby', 'hey, daddy'. On some of them, you'd drawn little baby faces that look similar to the emoji.

He doesn't say a word yet, but you no longer feel that worry as he smiles, then laughs, then goes silent once more. He slowly sits down on the sofa and stares at the cake for a few moments. In blue and pink, the frosting reads, "WE'RE PREGNANT".

"Is this... are you... I mean, are you messing with me?" Daniel shoots up again, rounding the sofa to see you. "Please, this isn't a joke, is it?"

"No!" You snicker, then look up into his eyes. Your own eyes are full of promise, excitement, and... starting to water. "I wouldn't do that, I swear. Look, I have a picture."

"You have a picture already? Let me see." He makes grabby hands and you reveal your still-hidden hand from behind your back. "Oh..."

"The doctor said I'm 4 or 5 weeks." Tears start to fall from your eyes and you decide to take a seat on the sofa, your stomach filling with butterflies and your knees starting to feel weak at the way Daniel is looking at you.

"He looks like a little bean."

"'He'?" He joins you on the sofa, placing the photo down on the table. "You think it's a boy?"

"I have a feeling."

"This soon?" You laugh, dabbing at the corners of your eyes with gentle fingertips.

"Yep, but either way, I'm gonna be the best Daddy for the little bean, I promise." His eyes flicker to your stomach and he splays a hand out on your skin. "Hear that, bean? I love you so much. Your Mum, too. And I can't wait to meet you."

"Danny..." You fully burst into happy sobs and fling your arms around him. You giggle and repeatedly kiss the back of his neck. "I can't believe I thought for a second you wouldn't be happy about this."

"Of course I am, sweetheart." You feel the movement when he chuckles. "We didn't try to have a baby to... not have a baby."

"I still thought maybe–"

"Shh." He leans into the crook of you neck. "No, no, no. I'm so happy, baby. I can't wait to start this family with you." He kisses you back a couple of times before pulling away slightly. "Can we eat some cake now, it looks delicious."

You nod and he releases you, but keeps a hold of one of your hands. As he cuts a piece of cake for you, he lifts his brows and says, "You know what else? I can't wait to see our child lifting that All Valley trophy."

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#my writing #mine #millerswritings #millerswritings/dojolarusso #daniel larusso x reader #daniel larusso fluff #pregnancy fic #the karate kid #requested: anon

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littlegodzilla · 2 years

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Hi I know that your requests are closed but I really had to get this request to you before my brain forgot about it 😭 pls feel free to ignore if you don't wanna write it 🤧

So like Negan has made Daryl his prisoner and the reader is Negan's wife . Also the reader is very sassy and has Negan in a chokehold and Negan basically does whatever she asks him to. So when the reader sees that Negan has bought Daryl as his prisoner she's lowkey attracted to him and suggests a threesome between them and then smut where Daryl fucks her so much better than Negan ever could 😩.

Hi Anon!!

I have to say that when I read your request I was like "threesome with Daryl and Negan? Fuck yeah!" But then thinking about I didn't image Daryl could be get hard with Negan there or being a prisoner so I stopped and thought about what could be better for the story and I was thinking about a dark Daryl full of rage and angry, accepts just to piss up Negan... I hope you don't mind if I gave to the reader my special touch.

I hope you'll like it!!

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The Prisoner.

Negan x Reader x Daryl.

Anon request.

Warnings: Smut.

Words: 2800

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"Auh..." You mutter settling back and closing your eyes again. "A...Auh! Auh! Negan!" You call out to him and smack him upside the head, he looks up from between your legs. "May I ask what's on your head? I told you to eat my pussy, but I didn't mean it literally." You grunt in annoyance and push the man away by sitting on the bed, crossing your arms.

"You've always liked it when I give you a little nibble."

"A little nibble, not you ripping my skin off, what's wrong with you?" you snap again and he averts his gaze.

"It's Rick Grimes and his group in Alexandria..." He confesses remaining seated on the bed, running a hand through his hair.

"What about them?" You say bored as this isn't the first time you've talked about it.

"Nothing, forget about it, let's go on with what we were..." He says wanting to get on top of you, but you stop him.

"No, no, I'm not in the mood anymore." You huff and get up from the bed, he looks at you in disbelief. "Don't you have one of then as a prisoner?"

"Yes, Daryl, Rick's watchdog, but they still dare to go against me, that kid, Carl, came in here and nearly killed me."

"Oh yeah, that kid has the same hair on his balls as he does on his head." You can't help but laugh at your own comment. "Daryl... uhm yeah, I've seen Dwight 'take care of him' sometime... he's pretty cute..." You bite your lip in thought and a shiver runs through you.

"What?" Negan asks as you look up at him with a mischievous grin.

"I want you to bring him to my room, I want to meet him."

"Have you lost your mind? He's a prisoner."

"You screwed up my night of sex, so this is going to be my compensation."

"Since when do you think you can make demands on me?" He faces you, angry, getting off the bed and walking towards you, but it doesn't scare you.

"Since you decided to make me your wife. You know I'm not like those little girls who are afraid of you. If you want my pussy, you'll have to earn it." You challenge him, Negan stares at you licking his lips.

"And what makes you think I won't go with one of those little girls you say?"

"Because if they gave you what I did, you wouldn't be here anymore." You smile victoriously when you see him frown. You've won.

"And what do you plan to do with him?"

"Fuck him." You say sincerely.

"No."

"Of course I do, and don't waste any more of my time. If you behave yourself, I'll let you watch." You smile and wait, you know Negan is volatile, he needs a moment to calm down and you shouldn't insist too much, you've learned to control your demands to the point that he accepts them.

"Fine." He barks getting out of bed, getting dressed. "You're a whore."

"You should have made a better choice, honey." You joke again but see a sly smile on his mouth before he walks out of the room, leaving you alone.

You sigh and put on a robe, you don't want to scare the man as soon as you enter the room, you go to the bathroom and prepare the bathtub, you might want to take advantage of him, but you're not going to let him touch you if he's full of filth. You also prepare something to eat and when Negan returns he pushes the other man into the room. Daryl stumbles and falls face first to the floor, your first reflex is to go to help him, but you stop at the last second, Negan is still there, you can't let your guard down.

"Well?" the man says impatiently.

"Not tonight, honey, leave us alone, when I want you to look, I'll tell you." Again Negan hesitates, but finally leaves, slamming the door violently. "One of these days I'll lose my head" You whisper and wait a little longer before walking over to the man still lying on the floor.

He's so weak he can't even move, as if to ask him to put you on all fours and make you moan until you're hoarse. You watch him closely, his hair matted, dirty, too long for your taste, his skin black from the dust and dirt in the cell, among other things you don't want to think about. You frown at all the scars on his back, you're sure Dwight couldn't have done all that to him, some of them look very old. Carefully you bend down and touch his shoulder slowly. Daryl tenses and in one sudden movement you're lying on the ground, the man on top of you, his hands around your neck, his fingers squeezing your skin tightly. He's really choking you.

You gasp and thrash your arms and his face several times, but he doesn't seem willing to loosen his grip.

"H...Hi...Hilltop!... "You say barely. "Jesus!" You say again and then the pressure disappears.

Daryl looks at you with wide eyes through the strands of hair, his hands release your neck as you begin to cough loudly, you feel him move cautiously to your side, but he doesn't move too far away, studying you carefully, watching your every move in case it's a trap to finish what he has started. Still coughing you sit on the floor rubbing your neck, you glance sideways at him and see him avert his gaze, your robe has opened a little exposing your body, you smile, but adjust your clothes and throat clears.

"No doubt my brother was right..." You say, but you gesture to him pointing to the door and then put a finger to your lips as a sign of silence. "Come with me, I've prepared a hot bath for you."

He doesn't trust you, however, he gets up following you to the bathroom, as you promised him there is a bathtub waiting for him, you make him get in and start rubbing his skin and hair letting all the dirt dissolve in the water. There with the noise and away from the door, you can talk freely.

"Jesus sent me a message warning me that Negan had attacked your group." You tell him as you rub his scalp. "He asked me to help you get out of here, that Rick needs you in Alexandria." You continue, telling him your plan.

"Why?"

"Jesus is my brother, I became Negan's wife to know his plans from the inside and sabotage them little by little, I'm not proud and I'm sorry for what you people have had to suffer, but it's complicated to get close to him." You confess and sigh heavily.

Two years ago you showed up at the door of the Sanctuary, pretending to be lost, scared to death, in need of food and a home, Negan believed your story and took you in as a Savior with the condition of becoming his wife, again honoring your role you accepted desperately, however you were not going to let him treat you like trash as he did with the rest, when you gained his trust you showed your feisty character, contradicting him, making him angry, attracting his attention and becoming one of his favorite girls. Sex was the hardest part at first, but eventually you realized that the man was attractive, despite his volatile and sadistic nature, and knew how to treat you in bed, so you took it as your reward for being in the lion's den.

"If he catches ya freein' me, he'll kill us both and there will be consequences for my people."

"That won't happen, I've been thinking of a plan so you can escape and he won't suspect me..."

"Sleep with me? Negan told me as we were on our way here."

"That's what I told him, yes." You laugh and rinse his hair. You help him out of the tub, hand him a towel to cover himself. "Do you think you'd get hard if he was in front?"

"Ya wanna him to be in front?"

"I want you to threaten me and he can't defend himself, you'll lead me to one of the exit doors and escape before anyone can follow you."

"Why do y'think he would defend ya, won't his men follow me?"

"Don't worry, Jesus will be waiting for you and he'll know how to get rid of them, trust me."

"And what about Negan?"

"He'll do what you ask of him, I'm his favorite, he won't let you hurt me." You assure him, Daryl seems hesitant, but finally nods his head. "Good, now eat some, I need you to get your strength back." You hand him what you have prepared for him and he eagerly devours it.

In the next few minutes that Daryl is eating you explain to him in more detail your plan, of course sex was only a possibility, you don't think you could ever touch Daryl in that sense, you don't know him, but in a stressful situation like the one he's in, you're sure sex is the last thing on his mind. When he finishes eating you smile and let him relax a little more in your room, he's going to have to go back to a rough and filthy cell, at least if he gets some sleep on a bed, his body will thank you.

"Well, I'd better call the guys to be taken back to your cell." You say and he gives you a sidelong glance. "Remember the whole plan?" You ask and he nods again.

You are about to get out of bed when you feel his hand on your knee. You look down to discover his fingers slowly creeping up your skin, hiding under the fabric of your robe, you look at him in surprise and see him staring at you. You want to stop him, tell him he doesn't need to do that, you can have fun the day Jesus responds to your message and carry out the plan, but not now... you lose the thread of your own thoughts when his fingers brush against your mons and find their way between your legs. You gasp, your gaze unfocused for a second as his fingertips touch your button and stop there. His eyes watch you, his fingers move very slowly over your clit and Daryl watches as your face transforms into a grimace of pleasure. It's been a while since he's touched a woman, but he still knows what he's doing.

You close your eyes when you feel Daryl's lips on your neck, his hands run over your body giving you goosebumps, you sigh and hear a growl near you, you open your eyes again discovering Negan sitting on his couch, watching you, biting his lip, moving his leg nervously. He wants to join in, he can't stand to see Daryl touching you and making you moan and him not being able to prove he does it better. But you have to admit that Daryl is a better lover than you expected, that day he proved to you that he could make you shudder and beg just by fucking you with his fingers and now he's doing exactly the same. You moan low as you spread your legs wider for Negan to get a good look at how Daryl's fingers sink inside you over and over again making a wet sound to accompany your moans.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum..." You say feeling the pleasure building in your stomach and your pulse quickens.

"Stop it, get her on all fours." Negan says getting up from the couch unbuttoning his pants urgently pulling out his cock, hard, head red and angry, spitting pre cum fluid.

You can't help but smile and get even more excited, Daryl grunts, not happy to see another man's cock, but he has to admit he likes your body and is enjoying you, so he does as Negan asks; he pulls his fingers out of your pussy, helps you turn around and you rest your hands and knees on the mattress, you look at Negan with a naughty smile and open your mouth, egging him on.

"Oh honey, I'm going to fuck that slutty throat of yours." He growls walking straight towards you, grabs you by the hair and shoves his cock inside your mouth. "That's it, suck it like you know how." He says giving you a tug on your hair.

You could refuse, leave him desperate and hating you, but you need him relaxed, your guard down, so you close your lips around his swollen cock and start sucking, pumping up and down, licking and sucking his tip with special interest, hearing him curse and grunt through his teeth, his fingers not loosening their grip on your hair. Daryl watches you for a few seconds, his cock needing attention too, your hips are slightly raised and your legs spread, letting him see your wet pussy ready for him. He bites his lip jerking his length a couple of times before positioning himself behind you. You moan against Negan's cock as you feel him slide his tip between your folds, touching your clit then pressing and pushing inside you slowly, his size dilating you as he goes deeper, you pause for a second, your mouth wide open for Negan, but you are unable to process the excitement that is coursing through you at that moment. Daryl stays still inside you, then slowly pulls out again, only his tip still in your pussy before he thrusts once more, hard, deep, drawing a moan from you that you yourself have never heard before. You need to pull Negan's cock out of your mouth to breathe, as Daryl holds you tighter around the waist and does the same again, your eyes roll as he finds the perfect rhythm, fast and deep. Negan pushes his cock against your lips again and you obey letting yourself be fucked by both men until you feel yourself losing consciousness.

Negan cums in your mouth, holding you by the back of the neck as he unloads completely, you swallow quickly and slap him several times on the legs to get him to release you. He loves to see you desperate, but he pulls away and you spit out his cum, however, Daryl doesn't give you time to process it, pushes you back against the mattress fucking your aching pussy with more intensity and you feel your orgasm rock you, you clench around his cock and you both moan, his seed spilling inside you with the last more erratic and uncontrolled onslaughts.

Your body falls onto the bed totally exhausted, breathing hard, feeling yourself shaking, your knees like jelly, your pussy pulsing as you feel the hunter's semen dripping out. Daryl is also trying to recover, Negan is no better, sitting on his couch. You have to stick with the plan, but all that has hit you all hard. You swallow still feeling some traces of Negan's semen in your mouth, you look sideways at Daryl and he nods slyly.

The plan works better than you expected, Daryl gets dressed as he holds you down, a knife against your neck, you tense, you tremble and look at Negan pleading for help, the man is angry, but he won't make a move that would put you at risk. Daryl pulls you to the door you guide him with small signals, no one is after you, Negan's men keep their distance so you don't get hurt.

"Go." You tell him by slyly pushing him away.

"Come with me." He asks you without letting go, but you shake your head.

"We'll meet again, Daryl, when the Sanctuary falls." You assure him and smile.

Daryl looks at you for a few seconds and kisses you with intensity surprising you, then you see him quickly leave and escape with Jesus who is waiting for him hidden on the other side of the fences of the abandoned factory.

The war ends, Negan is defeated by Alexandria and the communities that have allied with them, the soldiers who faithfully followed the man are cornered, given the choice whether they want to change or die, many try to escape, but very few manage to go far away.

Daryl lowers his gun and searches the battlefield with his eyes, he feels his chest quicken when he sees you, hugging your brother, Jesus, as he pampers you and whispers something against your ear as your embrace grows stronger. He walks towards you, not wanting to break the moment, but it's been several weeks since you last saw each other and Daryl feels a strange pressure in his chest.

He's not the only one, when you separate from Jesus and discover him next to you you can't help a nervous smile and your heart pumping hard. Jesus watches you and walks away leaving you alone. There is chaos, rage, death and despair all around you, but now you see and hear nothing but yourselves. You smile and move a little closer to him.

"Yer alive..."

"I told you we would meet again."

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thecuriousquest · 10 months

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Can u do yandere Levi x defiant reader who always gets into trouble

Learning is Painful Sometimes

Yandere Levi x Defiant Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, violence, nudity, whipping, implements, non consensual punishment, slapping, mentions of alcohol

Summary: Captain Levi is out of ideas on how to punish you. He has no choice but to step it up a notch.

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He hates you so much, every single part of you that makes him want you. He hates how wet your lips look as the sun highlights them. He hates how your ODM harness clings to your thighs. It’s as if the leather on your body is teasing him. He just wants to grab that harness and pull you near him.

What he hates most of all about you are your eyes. He hates the defiant look in those (E/C) orbs, the glare that has the gall to challenge him. He wants to slap you right across your face, palm itching to feel your skin. He wants to see if he can teasingly pull that expression of noncompliance from you just as you pulled his heart from his chest the first time he laid eyes on you.

“Really? Again?” It’s all he says. It’s all he has to say. You know exactly what you did to land yourself in this situation.

“I already cleaned your damn office twice. I’m not doing it again.”

“You’ll watch how you speak to me, cadet. Such a shame. You really do have the potential to serve the corps greatly. How would it feel to have all of that go to waste? I could send you home at anytime I please. You could be dishonorably discharged. Imagine how your family would take the news. They’d probably never look at you the same again.”

“Don’t you speak of my family. You don’t know a goddamn thing!”

“I know all I need to know.” He sits down, crossing one leg over another. “I know your father is a piece of shit alcoholic who can barely contain his anger. I know your mother tried to kill herself when you were six years old. Oh, and your little brother, how could I forget? He was so proud when you were accepted into the corps. That image of you could crumble at anytime I see fit.”

You stifle a shuddering breath.

Levi continues. “We find alcohol in your room more often than not, you steal extra rations, you go off and fight titans when you’re ordered to stay put, and you barely do what you’re told. You’re a sorry excuse for a soldier. It seems as though your past several cleaning sessions have had no effect on you. Maybe I’m just not teaching you a lesson well enough.”

Your eyes widen, catching his threat. “Captain Levi, I assure you that your punishments are…more than enough.” Redness colors your cheeks, spreading to your ears out of embarrassment.

“Really? Then, perhaps you could explain to me why you’re not learning.” He leans forward only slightly.

You feel parched. Your mouth and throat are drier than a desert. It’s as if you never had water before in your life. Standing there while searching for an answer is grueling because you have nothing to give him.

Huffing out of annoyance, you cross your arms and give him the dirtiest look you can muster. There’s that challenging twinkle in your eye again.

“Fine, if you want me to fucking clean your office AGAIN, I’ll do it.”

“Let me get one thing straight, cadet.” He stands up and walks over to you. “You don’t tell me that you’ll clean my office again. I know you will because it’s an order. Secondly, it seems as though I have to step up your punishment from just cleaning.”

You look at him with wide eyes. “What do you mean?”

“If you want to act like a fucking brat, I guess I’ll just have to treat you like one.” His hand curls around the back of your neck. He forces you to lower yourself down to his ear. “Strip for me.”

You attempt to push him away. “What? No! I’m not getting naked, you perv-”

Shockwaves slam right into your cheek. You stumble slightly, holding your rosy flesh. The impact of the slap has you holding onto the captain’s desk with your free hand as you pant.

Fuck, he’s been waiting so long to do that.

You look at him with anguish. You want to fight back, but you know you’ll be in a jail cell before you can even contemplate what’s happening. The last thing you want is to be locked up for the night.

“What the hell?!” You cry out.

Levi removes his jacket, hanging it up neatly. “You’re a brat. Brats need strict discipline and a firm hand.” The amazing soldier walks back over to you, gray eyes looking at you with a harrowingly intense gaze. “You just got a taste of what’s to come your way. Now, strip, cadet, or would you like for your right cheek to match the left?”

Uncomfortably, you find your fingers fiddling with the straps of your ODM harness. You feel humiliated by how he looks at you as you undress. Every article of clothing that falls from your body, Levi demands that you fold it neatly and place it on the desk. It’s hard for you to obey him. You really just want to leave your clothes on the floor just to see what he’ll do if you don’t pick them up, but your face still hurts from the harsh slap he delivered earlier.

Levi circles you like a shark. His eyes roam over your body, taking you in. To him, you’re absolutely astounding. It riles him up how you make him want you. He wants to cut off the hands of any man who even looks your way to make sure they don’t touch you. No, your body is solely for him.

You try to clutch your bare chest and sex, hating how you feel under his heavy gaze. He’s fucking strangling you with his eyes.

His hands force your wrists down by your sides, and he takes in the view. Like a surreal night sky twinkling with stars surrounding a pale moon, he gazes at your natural beauty. Yes, it’s all for him and only him.

“Captain…can I put my clothes back on now?”

His dark chuckle surprises you. “Oh, (L/N), I didn’t think you were that stupid. No, we’re nowhere near done.”

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He has you sprawled across his desk with your legs spread slightly. Levi hits you again with his shiny black whip. Lacerations brand your skin as he marks you several times over. At first, you tried to bite your lip and force back sobs, but now, they’re taking over your shivering body. It’s too much, too excruciating.

You fight titans when you’re told not to, enduring the pain of hunting down and killing monsters who are more than capable of fighting back. You’ve been severely injured only a handful of times before you finally learned how to actually kill them. It wasn’t easy, but you managed to learn simply by watching your captain, studying his sharp movements.

The pain from being hit by a titan doesn’t even feel close to this whipping. He aims at the lower half of your bottom and thighs, drawing blood from where the implement bites your skin a bit too hard. A throbbing pain sinks deep within your muscles, causing your bottom and thighs to quake as you cough from all of the wailing.

Levi steps into your field of vision, holding his whip. “Is this what I have to resort to from now on to make you listen? Do I have to whip your unruly ass every time you disobey me?”

You rest your cheek on the desk, trying so hard to keep your eyes on his. “N-no, C-Captain. N-no m-more.” It’s pathetic how you beg.

He’s happy to note that the defiance has been wiped from your eyes for the time being. He pats a particularly nasty welt on your butt, causing you to hiss from the contact.

“I expect better from you. Go back to your room and get some rest. You’ll be cleaning my office later tonight while everyone is having dinner.”

Getting up on all fours is harder than you thought it would be as you get down from the desk. You grab your clothes, moving to put them on.

“Excuse me, what do you think you’re doing?”

“You- you told me to go back to my room.”

“Yes, I didn’t say you could put your clothes back on. You’ll walk to your room as you are. On your way, cadet. Don’t be late to my office this evening.”

You didn’t think your cheeks and ears could feel any hotter. Instead of getting dressed, you carry your clothes, shoes, and harness in your arms as you shamefully walk back to your room, your welted, cut, and swollen bottom on display.

That’s what you get when you defy Captain Levi Ackerman.

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blackbat05 · 1 year

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Recuperate

Kim Gimyeong/Jake x Reader (Lookism)

Plot: On the run from Worker’s assault on Big Deal, Jake needs a place to hide. Thankfully, you’re there for him.

Genre: PG 13

A/N: The lack of Big Deal content after like feeding us through Covid should be illegal😭 PTJ probably thought at that rate Jake Kim would have become the main character instead.

“Lineman?”

The young man looks at you apologetically. “I’m sorry, we had nowhere else to go.”

You quickly ushered them in, making sure that no one else saw you.

He limps towards the sofa, supporting an injured Jake with much difficulty. You take your medical kit for emergencies, following them to the living room.

“Oh my god, how bad is it?”

Lineman gives you a quick run down on Jake’s injuries much to your shock and horror. You couldn’t believe that Eugene actually had the audacity to launch an attack on Big Deal.

“What about the rest? Are they alright?”

The young man sighs, telling you that the group had split up on Jake’s orders. He has no idea where any of them are now. “For all I know, they could have been caught.”

Your heart clenches at the thought. They didn’t deserve any of this. Jake had worked so hard to improve the image of Big Deal, to create a family. All the hard work had now shattered into pieces with its future hanging in the balance.

You see the fatigue on Lineman’s face. “You should go and get some rest. I’ll take care of him. Close the curtains so that no one can see you.”

The man nods, bowing in gratitude. “Thank you. Thank you so much. Jake is lucky to have you.” With that, he excuses himself from the living room.

As you cleaned up his wounds, you can’t help but to let your mind wander. Lost in thoughts, you almost didn’t see Jake moving from the sofa.

“Jake! Are you alright? Don’t get up.”

He slowly blinks his eyes, turning his head to face you. The scars on his nose and lips are even more apparent after the medical aid and your heart breaks at the thought of what he’s putting himself through.

“Babe?”

You nod, holding his hand. “How you feeling?”

Jake groans, attempting to wiggle his feet. “Like I was hit by a truck. But I’ll live.”

“Lineman told me everything. What are you guys planning to do now?”

He sighs heavily. “We have no choice but to lay low. I don’t like it any more than the guys do, but I can’t afford anyone else being thrown into prison because of me.”

A moment of silence passes between the two of you. Jake squeezes your hand to get your attention. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry that you have me as your boyfriend. You clearly deserve more than a gangster.” You frown at his statement.

“No. You don’t get to say that.” You firmly tell him. “You did what you had to do. You protected your family. Not many people would have the courage to do that.” Unfortunately, Jake still looks very troubled.

“Whatever it is, I’ll be with you. You and Lineman can stay as long as you like. We just need to take extra precautions. I’m not going to let you out of my sight that easily. Not especially when Xiaolong almost killed you.” You can’t help but to tear at that thought.

Jake cups your face, bringing you closer to him. “But I’m still here, aren’t I?” He nuzzles your nose.

You nod, trying to recollect yourself. A wave of determination washes over you. “You will stay until you’re fully healed. When Daniel gets stronger… when Big Deal reunites… you will be ready to fight back and end this war once and for all. We will be free.”

Jake smiles at the thought of your future. It was the only thing that kept him going, kept him fighting. He gently pushes himself up, assessing the current state of his body. Satisfied, he stands up with you at his side.

“What are you doing?” You are slightly alarmed. “Didn’t you hear what I said? You need to-”

“Rest.” He finishes the sentence for you. “But I’m not going to lie in bed the whole day. I got to help out, get my mind of things for now. So how about we make dinner?”

It was that same boyish grin that you fell in love with during your first encounter with him on the streets of Big Deal. That easy going nature of his that made everyone around him comfortable.

Letting him lean on you, the two of you entered the kitchen to prepare dinner. The act was oddly simple, yet you cherished the moment even more. Especially with what had just happened.

As you instructed him to mix the batter, you started to chop on the chives silently, mind deep in thought once more.

“Hey Jake?”

“Hm?”

“We’ll get through this. One day at a time.”

“One day at a time.” He repeats after you. Jake doesn’t know how, but you were always so hopeful. Lineman did the right thing bringing them to your house.

Maybe, you were the light to what was his darkest times. You were his hope. You gave him the will to stay strong and fight.

“I love you.”

“And I love you so much. Don’t you forget that.”

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bcacstuff · 8 months

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Your followers are being incredibly mean about a bunch of women who aren’t hurting anyone. Imagine if they were being so snarky about any other group of women? It does appear many of them are jealous. I was there and it was a lot of fun to hang closely with celebrities we really like. The guys were incredibly open and personalable. Was it expensive? Yes. It was. So are tickets to the Super Bowl. Or the US Open. Or the NBA Championship. But it’s what we want to spend the money on. No, I didn’t use a credit card. I paid cash so I assume others did as well. Why does a few women having fun bother you all so much?

Anon, I think you're taking this all too personal, and I do not have to imagine women being 'snarky' about any other group of women, I see it every day. I get messages in my inbox every day that makes you wonder about the intelligence level of people and why or what makes them so eager to sent those messages... Do I take it personal? No I don't. I know some people here are more critical than I am, do i agree with every comment, no I don't. Yet they're free to express their opinion. There are already enough places where people are only allowed to sing Kum-Ba-Ya

I do not think there is any jealousy involved. Maybe it eases your hurt feelings, but I think it is simply another pov on things. People make choices, and we're fortunately all free to make our own choices (to a certain level). Your choice isn't necessarily my choice and vice verse.

I'm glad you had a good time, even if it was expensive, good for you. There's no need to compare it with a Super Bowl, or US open. I think that's a completely other level and realm. But I do not criticize anyone spending their money on whatever they want to spend it on. As long as they can afford it. I know a lot of people can't, and already have trouble to pay for their normal living expenses these days. So consider yourself fortunate if you can afford it.

What I do put my questionmarks on is rather the guys. A while ago someone sent me this tiktok, about a celeb (can't remember who it was now) who exactly worded what I do think about these cons. The monetizing part - 'how can we monetize this' - he said, 'I want to see 'you' ask your fans for that money directly, put it cash in your hands' (I'm paraphrasing here). Do you think they do it for the fans? Or do they do it to fill their pockets while they can? I'm looking at DL f.i. What else did you see him do in the years he's been off of OL now? Other then filling his pockets with fees from cons? Oh yes, cameos, another easy way of growing your bank account. And Sam, does he really need this? I have to make up my mind about Charles, but guess the guy thinks, if everyone else does it, why not...

Yes I do understand it's a matter or supply and demand. That's how marketing works. But why all the secrecy upfront, the 'exclusivity', is it to make it look more than it is? So you can ask higher prices for a ticket? Okay, people can go to one of his booze events, and at least get a bottle of booze and a couple of seconds for a pic and a Hi.. Or just be lucky to sit next to him on a plane for an hour or so...

What I do miss as sort of counter image is.. just as an example; As people know I have been teaching music (saxophone) for a long time. We have some very good saxophonists in the Netherlands. Candy Dulfer is one of them, played with Prince ('if I need sax I call Candy'). She often would do a M&G upfront a concert when she was in town. No not asking big money for it, but free tickets for the music school pupils! (and I know lots of pupils that I taught started out because of Candy, she was a role model for a lot of them). And some of the more known Saxophonists in the Netherlands would come to do workshops for my students for a small fee.

Those are the things, that makes a superstar a superstar in my eyes. Not a con where people that are able to pay big money for tickets and actors that will smile on demand on your camera or read from the telephone book. Or make you drink his booze. But do something with your talent that makes a difference. it might make themself feel better as well

Did you ever see the teaching videos of Winton Marsalis?

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gale-gentlepenguin · 11 months

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Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 22 Collusion

Spoilers below

-Gabriel doing his usual bit of talking to a corpse

-Dude really showing he's desperate

-Emilie knows her husband is batshit crazy

-The Adrinette is so f***ing cheesy I love it. THEY CALL EACHOTHER WHILE BRUSHING THEIR TEETH. UGHHHHH. Its dopamine

-And Gabriel just f***ing ruins the mood. The shift in adrien's expression, Just distraught.

-ADRIEN. MY BOY. HE CALLED OUT HIS S*** PANCAKES. I am so proud

-Plagg be spitting facts. Too bad neither of them know Adrien really has no choice in the matter

-They are trying to kiss but they both cant. Its cute but also... FUCKING KISS ALREADY! JUST KISS! YOUVE KISSED ALREADY. YOU CAN DO IT!

-Rose representing all of us right now

-" YOU TWO KISS OR I WILL KISS BOTH OF YOU?" Rose I dont think thats the threat you think it is

-Oh kwami they ARE INSUFFERABLE and I love it. If this was real I would HATE THEM SO MUCH. I feel Rose so much.

-Chloé and Sabrina are no longer friends after last episode, and Chloé just now a mean girl alone. Its just sad now.

-Lila (if that is her real name) still be out here plotting.

-So mendeleiev is the new principal, and just like before Chloé has the principal wrapped around her finger. This is getting really boring

-And cue Lila's plan

-Oh my gosh is this going to make Ms.Bustier go into Labor?!

-Ms.Bustier still trying to appeal to whatever organ is pumping the blood in Chloé's body. But this is season 5 Chloé, not season 2 or 3 Chloé.

-So Ms.Bustier got fired and I think Marinette is expelled. Sure feels like a recycled season 3 episode.

-WAIT... IS MS.bustier going to get akumatized and then they have to fight a PREGNANT WOMAN?!

-Ms.Sans-Culotte? Interesting reference

-Oh damn, she broke free. Impressive. She said no thanks and just broke the akumatization

-Monarch got akuma blocked

-So Ms.Bustier is leaving with a moderately attractive woman on a Motorcycle... Guess everyone is a Lesbian this season.

-Has no one seen robocop before? I know they have since there is an akuma parody of him. Its a bad idea

-OH NO ITS EVIL MARINO (lila as a waiter)

-Chloé now is just a mindless mean puppet. This is sad, At least before Chloé was mean and it was her choice and she did her own stuff, now its more like she is just a muppet to be used. Its sad really

-Lila manipulating Gabriel here, I respect the play, but im still annoyed by how dumb this is. Is chloé actually going to become the mayor?

-Tomoe out here just reminding Gabriel every chance she gets he's dying

-Rose, I love where your head is at, but not right now

-Andre talking to Gabriel about the good old days. Oh if only I cared about Gabriel in the slightest.

-Andre has a point, but he really should put a stop to the BS.

-And Gabriel creates Edited out of context videos using Alliance rings. Next time, deep fake images

-Gabriel selling out his homies like the bitch he is

-Yep, lesbians. Not surprising

-And now Bustier is going to get akumatized

-And just like that she gets akumatized

-Oh man that... that is just tacky. I dont like this at all

-And using the pig power

-SHE TURNS THEM INTO BALLOONS

-THE STAY PEACHY BIOGRAPHY IS BEING MADE INTO A MOVIE. HYPE!!! I HAVE BEEN SAYING SINCE SEASON ONE THEY SHOULD BE DOING THAT.

-Did... did she just advocate for state propaganda?

-Adrien was probably going to tell her... BUT interruption

-Lila really acting like Chloé's braincell. Is Gabriel really going to make Chloé mayor? They pulled this whole Villain is the Mayor s*** in Danny Phantom and it was stupid then

-Well Gabriel and Tomoe were right about one thing, the cops are useless here

-I feel like this message is hitting a bit too close to the French revolution

-Ladybug and Chat noir really just clowning on these akuma these days

-Ah some Zoebug, interesting

-So the mayor just quit, did not see that coming

-That was anticlimactic... something is not right here

-That was an onscreen kiss. Oh that is getting censored in the other areas

-THE LUCKY CHARM WASNT FOR THE AKUMA, IT WAS FOR CHLOÉ!

-And Chloe becomes mayor/dictator

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This dumb, this is really dumb.

I love the lovesquare stuff, but this show really jumped the shark. Chloé became Mayor with Robots, Lila/Cerise or whatever has multiple identities and puppeteers things is just already too much. This has just started going off the rails WAY too fast.

The show just feels so... off.

The episode was 5/10

I cant say I hated it, but i just cant find any enjoyment from this arc aside from the Lovesquare.

I cant say I feel as enthusiastic about this season as I was during Elation.

#ml spoilers #gale reviews #collusion spoilers #ml collusion #this went overboard

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daisie do u feel like this whole holivia mess is jeopardizing your feelings towards harry? Cause i feel like it is for me a little bit :/

Hi dear,

In a sense yes. But not in a 'I don't like or support him anymore' way. I understand his position in the industry as a closeted queer person inherently limits his choices and options.

But besides that, I am very angry that his team is more than happy to use us when it's convenient for promo, to sell stadiums and overcharge tickets. To sell shitty merch to. But then in the same breath use as scapegoats and throw us under the bus as hysterical Harry Styles fangirls who are jealous of his girlfriend. And then to have Harry in print on Rolling Stone allude to the same. THAT was a massive slap in the face. Especially because he had, up until that point, fervently DEFENDED not only his fans, but fans who are women. Fangirls who are brushed off as the butt of the joke and ridiculed at every turn. He had defended us. But then comes Olivia Wilde with her made up sob story of 'poor me, his unkind jealous fans bullied me online for no reason wah wah', and he allegedly commented in support of it, going against fans? Brushing off actual criticism as 'ridiculous jealous fangirls'.

Angel Sue, H, Harold, Harry....It's a complicated relationship. I absolutely hate that Harry is pissing me off. But he is. I still love him. I'm not gonna stop loving him. I still love his music and Fine Line is forever my lifetime favorite album. BUT I am allowed to love him and be super fucking pissed with him and call him out on his bullshit. If you truly love someone this is what you do. You're not a yes person. You actually give your input and true feelings.

And I will say that his approach and his team's approach of staying quiet thru this and "standing by" Olivia is really putting a terrible taste in my mouth. Their standard approach is always to not comment or say anything, then drop some cute pics/videos of H being his adorable self and expect fans to bend over, take it and forget why they were angry. But this isn't going away.

I mean they literally called us hysterical and in the same breath said that it doesn't matter what they do to our faces, we'll still buy movie tickets and line around the block, and drop our whole month salaries on LOT. That is incredibly insulting.

The nerve to shit on us but in the same breath tell us to buy movie tickets and drop thousands for love on tour tickets. THEY'RE BLATANTLY BOASTING ABOUT USING US TO OUR FACES!!! IT'S SO INSULTING.

So naturally, yeah I'm annoyed at him right now. But I am also aware that feelings are transient and I won't feel like this forever.

I just wish him and his team were a bit less afraid to stand their ground publicly on some instances.

In this case, Olivia and DWD have absolutely harmed his image. He's now a bit of an asshole. Even for people who don't care or just vaguely read a headline or watch some gossip on the news. He went from showbiz's sweetheart to another Hollywood dickhead celeb who's always in some drama.

And FOR WHAT???? An ill advised PR stunt. A movie that has given him no leverage in Hollywood so far. And a leech of a beard who found her golden goose ticket to stardom she had only ever dreamed of. And she's full of it thinking she's the shit now. A narcissist thru and thru. Bringing everyone and herself down in her selfish quest for fame and money via a movie that should have died in pre-production. And would have, if not for Harry Styles and his legion of 'pathetic, jealous fangirls' who still buy any ticket he's selling.

Truly, this is this woman's level of narcissism:

Alright this is PURE rant. Can you tell I'm pissed? lol

Oh and btw, don't give this woman money. Don't pay to go see her movie, don't stream it on HBO. You can watch it for free on *other sites*, I'll share all the links. We're a huge fandom, we can do anything. If you *must* see it in theaters then buy a ticket to something else and sneak into dwd. Don't support her or validate her pitch for the stunt saving this movie via PR. Bc that's what it'd be doing too in addition to giving her millions $$ now and in future projects.

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-double trouble.

summary | levi's ackerman has been acting weird. everyone can notice the difference in him, even connie the gas station clerk near levi's house was in shock from the smile gracing the usually grim ackerman's face. 30 minutes later he heads out for a smoke break and spots the town's dealer bending the pastor's daughter over his all black 2021 camaro zl1, all while the sheriff's son and connie's co-worker– eren jaeger, stands on the other side of the hood harshly fucking his fist with a lit blunt going in the other.

pairing | plug!levi x pastor's daughter!black!fem!reader x gas station clerk!sheriff's son!eren ft. gas station clerk!connie

warnings/cw | smut, angst, fluff, switch reader (first time topping), switch levi, dom eren, mfm poly relationship, mxm, fxm, drug usage (weed), double penetration, anal, dirty talk, fingering, nipple sucking, doggy style, riding big dick, secret relationship, cockwarming, recording sex, fucking in public, getting caught/voyeurism/exhibitionism, humiliation, praise, degradation, minor blood kink, face slapping (once or twice), oral(m receiving), jealous!eren, jealous!levi, bratty!reader

wordcount | 5.8k

not proofread, sorry for any mistakes !!

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"what flavor you want, baby?" levi asks as he puts the car in park in front of the familiar mini-mart.

"mmm surprise me! i heard they came out with a few new limited edition flavors in the white owls, but you know i will never complain if you get a game, love. just get whatever sounds good," you lean over and kiss him quickly before he gets out to purchase the rillos and grab eren from his shift.

you've all been so reckless lately, but it's been sooo worth it. levi and eren hate having to keep the relationship a secret, but you remind them constantly of the hostility between all of your families. even in your twenties, your father forbids you from being seen with either of the men. he tries to beat it in your head that you have a reputation to uphold, that you can't allow yourself to be seen with 'criminal junkies' like levi or a 'piece of shit dropout' like eren. that you can't get caught up in that lifestyle…and you've always followed the rules– until you were old enough to sneak around and not get caught. it all started with you hitting up levi for a 3.5, wanting to try smoking after finally moving into your own place– far, far away from your parent's prying eyes…which is why they definitely didn't know about your roommate or more importantly, your choice in a roommate– eren.

after searching for months and months around town for an affordable house for rent, you find a place that reaches all your requirements, with the exception you'd have to share the house with someone else. but you kind of liked the idea of a roomie, especially after walking in and being graced with the sight of eren jaeger half-naked and dripping wet in your brand-new living room. your eyes bulging out of your head as you try to commit the image to memory foreveeer.

of course your thirsty ass don't even notice him smirking at you checking him out, basking under your gaze and letting you get your spank bank material before he got an idea. his hands start to slide down to the towel hanging around his waist, your eyes following them but redirecting to the water droplets rolling down his lower stomach and past his vline until your eyes got even wider– turning your body around and letting apologies fly past your lips. your horny lil gremlin on the inside was cussing you out for turning around before getting a glimpse of the gorgeous man's cock, especially when he was the one stripping like that for free…you subconsciously start biting your lip, thinking of how the imprint was rather..large..like that thang was heavy and long— and oh my god why are you thinking of eren's most likely pretty dick ?! you don't even get to keep debating with yourself before you feel a presence behind you, pulling you back into his frame as he closes the door. you don't dare move, just relish in the feeling of his dick pressing up against your ass. oh yeah, he's big.

eren just chuckles to himself, turning you around before speaking,

"your room is the one by the patio doors, across from the fridge, angel."

"don't call me that, jaeger," you scoff. quickly backing yourself out of his personal space.

"i remember you liking it before or what? correct me if im wrong, angel, go right ahead."

you just roll your eyes and give him a little huff before storming off to find your room. he knows what that name means between you two. how he use to call you that back in school, well before he dropped out. before he ran away and had the whole town looking for him and that's including you. he left you without a word, without a trace if he was alive. the weeks of heartache turned into months of grieving, but you weren't grieving his life: you were grieving your relationship, your time spent on him, and the time you'll never get to waste on him. the walls you let down, and the bricks you'd have to pick back up to rebuild that barrier around your heart.

eren was your first love. the first boy to ever really– see you. he's your first kiss and the first person to make you get butterflies in your tummy. the first boy to call you beautiful and stay up all night on the phone just to hear your voice. you wanted to believe you had a strong wall rebuilt when he finally came back, but you didn't. not when you saw his long hair and tattoos– you just find him more attractive, but the sad angry look adorning his face made the hardened shell around your heart start to crack..and it starts chipping away a little more every time you see him around town. you want to see his beautiful smile again, even if was from a distance, but you still knew better than to be the first one to reconcile..so you two haven't talked since the whole ordeal went down, just the glances exchanged in passing from time to time. who are you kidding it's not glancing, you two be staring at each other from across the street like no one's business.

when you're finally in the comfort of your room, finding it rather quickly, you start unpacking trying to destress…but that doesn't work. your nerves are shot and you're mad at yourself for letting eren get you that flustered like you're a teenager again. it's infuriating and making your brain hurt, so what do you decide on? levi.

only problem is, you don't have a car..and levi very famously is not mobile this late. you're not taking another taxi at this time of night, so you suck up your pride in favor of mind-numbing bliss and go to ask eren for a ride. your palms start sweating as you twist the doorknob, and you slowly inch toward the living room where you left your ex. you spot him and freeze, but he quickly notices you and pauses the tv.

"what's up with you, y/n? thought you were gonna go pout in your room?"

"god, you're such an ass, eren..but i'll bite back my insults for now because, uh..i actually need to ask you a favor."

"go head and ask then."

"can you please take me to levi's place? i'll smoke you out and buy us milkshakes after?"

eren can't help but give in to the hopeful look in your eyes, pleading for him to take you. so he sighs and runs a hand through his semi-dried locks before standing up and stretching.

"go get your fucking shoes on and hurry up then," he pushes you by the head as he walks by, making you stumble back a little.

you flip him off behind his back while the smile on your face grows, yeah he's still whipped…and let's just say you two ended up smoking with levi, which turned into getting cross-faded, and that led to you three learning a lot about each other and each other's bodies oop.

now it's six months later and you're officially all dating..after a lot of confusion and fucking and hiding feelings and more fucking..and ever since that first night, when they took your virginity, you've been dickmatized. every chance you get you're sucking or fucking one or both of them. hell, you even blew levi on the way to the mini-mart, swallowing his cum at the red light beside the gas station while rob zombie blasts through his speakers. he still hasn't told you about the lil drop of him that rests just on the corner of your mouth, in his mind, it'll be a nice little 'just got off of work snack' for eren.

the ding of the automatic doors opening and closing alerts you, and just as you start getting impatient you see your men walking toward the car. you can't hide your excitement as you hop into the backseat to attack eren with kisses as soon as his door closes. his giggles fill the space as the engine roars to life and he tells levi to just pull around back. he's had a rough day and he just needs to smoke real quick and then they'll head home. so levi complies, stopping right out of view of the security camera where eren instructs him.

"baby come sit with us, pleeassseee. know you like sitting up there, but wanna be close to you," your bottom lip juts out as your eyes get that look in them.

"fine, but don't act like a bratty fucking slut. wait till we get back home or i'll drag you inside and fuck you right over the counter so connie can watch you cry for my cock and ruin that precious reputation along with that makeup of yours, understand?"

"better listen to him sweetpea, sounds serious," eren chimes in as he finishes breaking the rillo open, dumping the guts out. "can i see the weed, babe?"

levi hands eren the bag before stepping out of the car, walking around to get on the other side of you in the backseat. you throw your legs across vi's lap, snuggling into eren's side while he rolls the blunt.

"lev and i missed you soooo much," you release a big sigh you didn't realize you were holding in. "know it was only a 10-hour shift but i don't care..missed you so so much."

eren looks at you, wrapped up in his side all cozy and looking at him with those needy little eyes. he knows you missed him because he missed you and levi ten times more. he never hated going to his shifts more than when he finally had a reason to stay at home all day.

"missed you guys, too. so so much, sweetpea. thought of you all day and even watched that pretty video levi sent me earlier of him edging you on break. you ever get to cum today, baby doll?"

"n-no." you barely whimper it out, and the duo in the car barely catch it.

"cause she was being a fucking bratty whore. you want me to tell him don't you? want me to tell him the nasty shit you do to get a rise out of me when he's not there? huh, sweetpea?" there's a special venom that attaches to the pet name when it spits out of levi's lips.

the tears start to fill your eyes, you know now that he's brought it up eren's gonna find out. you can get away with a lot more when it comes to levi, not that he doesn't punish you..but you know better than to act up like that around eren. know better than to act like that without him there, too, but sometimes your pussy thinks waaaaay before your brain.

"p-please don't lev! wh-why'd you even have to bring that up- what the fuck did you do?" eren's booming voice cuts you off. the now lit blunt going between his lips as he awaits a response from you..but you can't say anything, not when it comes to this. levi knows that, that's why he speaks up just as you let your tears fall; all while never breaking eye contact with ren.

"locked herself in the bedroom and used the wand while screaming out connie's name. begging for him and saying how we can't fuck her like he can– not even close. when i got in she didn't even stop, just stared me in the eyes as she slide her fingers in our cunt. like she fucking owns it." he starts growling out his words near the end. eren cocks an eyebrow at you, taking one last puff before passing it to you.

"so here's what's gonna happen, doll. you're gonna hit on that till you feel good, then your gonna suck this cock, kay? after you suck me dry imma have lev fuck you over the hood while daddy watches. after he cums in your greedy lil pussy i'm gonna make you take us both in this backseat. we're not going home till all your holes have been filled, baby."

you can't help the wet patch that grows in your panties, nodding your head while taking a drag, but next thing you know you're coughing. scrambling to catch your breath as eren's hand lands on your cheek, fingers moving down to lightly grip your neck.

"nah lemme hear you say it, bitch."

"i-i'm sorry! i'm sorry, wasn't thinking daddy! promise i'll behave..i'll be a good girl for you both, promise!" your thighs are clenching as he kisses your lips and releases your neck before bringing the blunt back to your lips.

"now go back to work so you can get to sucking my cock."

the weed levi gets is always good, but this shit is goooood! within a few deep inhales your mind is fuzzy, vision a little slowed as you pass it to levi and get eren's dick out while turning fully towards him. ass in the air facing levi as your front goes down to eye level with eren's cock. god he really does have a pretty dick, long and veiny with a prince albert piercing to compliment it. the sight always makes your mouth water, immediately giving him kitten licks on his tip and sucking up his precum.

"don't you dare fucking tease me. now do it right before i fuck your throat, whore." with that, he shoves your head down to take more of his dick. you get the memo and apologize with a mouth full of cock before putting that work in. deepthroating him while keeping eye contact, playing with his balls. the groans leaving him are fueling you, making you bob your head faster, twirling your tongue around his shaft. you're interrupted by a moan when you feel levi scrunching your skirt up to your stomach from behind you, fingers playing with your soaked panties. you pull off eren's dick as the fingers push your panties aside and into your pussy. the pitiful sounds breaking into a scream when levi lets the blunt's cherry rest against your ass for a second.

"keep sucking and don't come back up unless it's to kiss lev with my cum in your fucking mouth, you understand me, y/n?" the look in his eyes is enough to convince you alone, so you say "yes sir 'm sorry!" before diving back down to gag on his cock like it's a sport. slurping on his balls until he's about to cum and then your favorite– using your tongue to play with his piercing until he's whimpering, and when he does finally cum you make sure not to swallow it all. coming up and reaching for levi, kissing him so hard and right in front of ren as he watches you push his cum into your boyfriend's mouth. levi's moaning and pulling you closer to bully his tongue into your mouth, making sure he gets every last drop from you..even sucking on your tongue before pulling away.

"get the fuck out, can't take it anymore needa fuck you- can we, babe? please– gotta let me fuck her," levi starts whining.

"go head darlin," eren's laughing under his breath at the needy tone of lev's voice, "bend her over and give her that pounding she's been craving."

with the permission, you're being pulled from the car, ass out and all with your skirt still up around your tummy. the cold night air nipping at your exposed skin, but the car's still warm as levi bends you over it, heating you up a little before he's ripping the drenched cloth from between your legs off your body. he lowers his body on top of yours, gripping your hair and forcing your head back to look at him.

"you know i'll buy you as many pairs as your heart desires, so be a good girl don't give me no shit for these ones." letting out a huff before you open your mouth to scold him, you're interrupted by your own balled up torn panties being shoved down your throat as he slams your front back down onto the car. "you know for someone who spends so much time swallowing dick, you really do talk too much."

you're about to start throwing your hands back behind you, land a slap to the man who just humiliated you to the point your slick's running down your thighs..but that's when you hear eren's door open and close. counting the steps he takes before he's in your vision, right in front of you on the other side of the hood you're currently bent over. he looks so good, dick still hard and standing up out of his black jeans and boxers. the chain with you and levi's initials engraved near the clasp dangles from his neck, levi sporting a twinning bracelet adorning you and eren's initials, and that leaves you with an anklet that has tiny dangling letters– e & l, to match. you don't get to admire him long before levi's slapping your ass, positioning you to arch your back a little more before he slides into your pussy. he's going so slow, making you feel every inch of his heavenly thick dick. while eren's is a little longer, levi's cock is so wide it always ends the same way: your legs shaking with him between your legs.

"don't even think of fucking cumming without permission," his mouth is against your ear, biting at the lobe as he starts slamming his hips into your ass at a fast pace. the ambient sounds of the city are being drowned out by the slapping of skin and the noises leaving your mouths. you look back up at eren to find him fisting his cock while he keeps smoking, the hazy look taking over his eyes as he smiles at you. he reaches forward, taking the panties from your mouth to stuff them in his back pocket.

"f-fuck sir, keep fucking me, please don't stop– pleasedontfuckingstooop!" your minds going numb, already starting to get cock drunk off the abuse your cunt's taking. the pitch of your voice is getting higher with each mindless babble you let slip from your lips. "im so wet sir, a-all for you! it-it's all over my t-thighs baby, FUUCKK!"

"yeah i know you love this dick, baby, but don't worry i love this pussy even more. you think i don't know my pussy's weeping?" he's cruelly laughing at you as his thrusts get harder, "baby it's all over you? i'm fucking covered in it, this fucking dick is dripping in you. don't gotta tell me, love– i know, i know you're just a slutty little thing who needs her small brains fucked out her head, yeah?"

you're nodding along with him, agreeing as you rock your hips back to meet his. you're so caught up in the pleasure that you don't notice the sound of the back door of the mini-mart opening, connie stepping out for his smoke break. since it's pretty late and slowing down, he knows it's about time for the store's dead zone of no customers. now he's stuck in place, taking it all in as your moans float through the night to awaken his cock. his eyes meet with eren's, as the tattooed man takes one last drag from the roach before throwing it down and stomping it out on the asphalt. he doesn't alert you, and lets you keep acting like a slut while he makes eye contact with his boyfriend, who was already fucking into you harder under connie's gaze. like they're talking telepathically, the shared looks turn into smirks spreading on each other of your boyfriends' faces that read the same.

"looks like you got yourself an audience, doll."

your body gets stiff as your hips stutter to a stop. your mind racing on who it could be. you should be appalled. should be scrambling to cover your body and hiding your face so you aren't recognizable, but you don't. you should be sobbing over the reputation you've been taught to protect so hard, but you don't...and you definitely don't miss the way you tighten up at the thought of someone watching you…levi doesn't miss it either, and he sure as hell isn't letting you get away with it.

"oh- naughty fucking s-slut! yeah she likes being watched, ren..can feel this slutty pussy squeezing me ever since you told her." levi's letting out uncontrollable sounds now, lost in your tight little pussy. he's pulling one of your legs up onto the hood, giving connie a clear view of your pussy getting dogged. it's getting too much for him, slipping his hand down his pants to relieve some of the pressure of his swollen dick against the confines.

"nah, i want you to look at him. fucking looking at him, y/n!" eren's fucking his fist at the same intense pace that levi's slamming into you, the anger burning in his irises growing as he thinks of your words spoken about springer when he wasn't around. "look at your lil boyfriend while you get your guts rearranged."

you crane your neck back, trying to get a view of the person watching you get your back blown and you're met with none other than your ex-classmate and old youth group leader– connie springer. your eyes go wide at the sight, his hand down his pants while his chest heaves up and down looking at you in such a vulnerable state. you get so hot under his gaze, at the thought of him getting off to seeing you like this– all pliant and slutty for your daddies. you can't help it when you cum on command as your eyes lock for the first time, legs shaking and screams ripping from your lungs into the dark night as you disobey the very man who allowed you this pleasure. you keep squirming around even after levi stops his thrusts, frozen in place, in shock that you're actually cumming without asking first. the dumbfounded look is mirrored when he glances up to see his boyfriend's expression as his hips come to a stop in his own fist.

you're so delirious, so drunk on the euphoria of levi's dick in your guts that you don't even notice the tension rising. just start throwing your ass back against your man, nails digging into his arms caging you down. but before you know it he's pulling out and turning you around, eyes on fire from you going against his orders.

"w-wait daddy 'm s-sorry! im so so- AHHH VI, S-STOP!" your pleas are cut off by the cries you let out, body jolting from the harsh smacks landing on your pussy. quick and right after each other, not giving you any time to breathe. you just keep crying, trying to squirm away from his hits, but also trying to grind into his hand. it's a battle of pain and pleasure that's making your pussy leak more than you ever thought possible.

"get her ass in the car, i'm recruiting a cameraman first," eren walks to the other side of the car while tucking his dick back in his pants and squishing your cheeks together. he sucks on his teeth while watching the tears flow down your face before kissing you on the lips and letting go, slapping you just enough to have your eyes rolling into the back of your head. levi's beckoning you into the vehicle as ren makes his way towards connie.

"ayo springer," eren walks up as connie starts to light his cigarette, "i got a proposition for you…"

you're busy getting your clothes stripped off while levi tugs you onto his lap, his hands going back to tear your grey crop top off so he can get his lips on your beautiful brown nipples. he loves sucking on his baby's buds; wants to secretly get you pregnant soooo bad, to see you get all round and your tits fill up, wants to massage and suck the milk out of them when you're sore and need relief. you're grinding against levi's thigh now that your skirt's off your body, grinding hard. that familiar coil tightening in your tummy again. the only thing left on your body being the chains wrapped around your waist, eren's personal fave accessory of yours.

"g-gonna cum v-vi! can i cum, daddy? pleasplease lemme 'm sorry for cumming earlier— couldn't help it! you're t-too big..too fucking big daddy.…fuuuccckkk 'm gonna cummm!" right as you're about to reach your high, the doors open and levi stops your hips with a death grip from his hands.

you're too far gone at this point, not even caring that connie's now seeing you fully naked and an absolute mess all over levi's lap. It's quite the sight: your cream all over his pants from your lil humping sesh and the prettiest tears in your eyes as you keep struggling in his grip. eren runs his hands over your body in levi's hold as you start whining out for them to touch you, subconsciously playing with the chains around your center.

"don't miss the angle because you're too busy beating your dick to my girl, springer!" eren threatens as he hands him his phone open to the camera, "and don't forget the flash like a fucking idiot!"

the blinding light of eren's flash flickers on before the count down for the video starts. you feel your pussy throbbing at the idea of connie recording you getting put in place…in the back of the mini-mart no less. it spurs you further as your hands head for lev's still-undone pants.

"gon' get your wish, baby. now suck on lev's cock while i prep this pretty lil hole to take me," he's manhandling you into the position he wants before you can even think of moving yourself. you find yourself ass up again tonight, thrusting back towards eren to grind on his reclothed dick.

"mmph-daddy pl-pleath! wov when you mmm– fuck my a-ass!" you try to get out around levi's thick tip that's slowly disappearing into your mouth already.

"fuuck– you're so fucking nasty, huh baby? wanna put on a show for springer and the camera like a dirty little slut, don' you?" he's landing slaps to your ass that have you moaning around your other boyfriend's dick. sending him to thrust up into your mouth as whimpers fly past his trembling lips-

"o-ooooh fuuuuckk, mmm gonna cum down your fuck throat. gon' paint that shit– and better not waste a single drop, m'kay baby? fuuucckkk fuckfuckfuck!" he starts getting teary-eyed when you start playing with his balls. sinking into subspace as you milk his cock— while staring right into connie's eyes. "r-rennn baby can icanicanidaddypleeaasse!" the tears are falling now, levi's eyes starting to cross as he teters on the edge.

"come here– kiss me and you can cum baby. can cum all down her throat if you lemme feel your lips, haven't got a kiss from you since this morning,"

levi doesn't miss the pout in his boyfriend's voice as he immediately shoots forward and pulls eren into a messy, nasty kiss. the movement making you take even more of his cock down your throat, your choking sounds music to your lovers' ears as they swat spit over your body. eren takes this time to break away to bring two of his fingers up for levi to suck and choke on. fucking his throat with his fingers as he cums down yours with beautiful muffled sounds of pleasure floating from around ren's fingers. you cockwarm levi down your throat as eren pushes one finger into your ass, whines coming from your mouth and overstimulating levi, but it fuels eren. fuels him to fuck your ass a little harder with his finger so you make those perfect lil noises round vi's dick and get him to keep crying those pretty tears of pleasure he loves so much.

your fucking yourself back onto his fingers when he slips a second one in, trying to beg him to just fuck you already with your actions. brain too fuzzy and throat too full to express yourself with words. you feel lev's dick start to get hard again in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head to get him fully erect again. levi's digging his fingernails into his palms so hard it's leaving behind crescent imprints, but eren's breaking point is seeing him bite his lip so hard it draws blood. he's pulling his fingers from your ass before leaning down to spit the hole and manhandling you to get off lev's dick. a popping sound filling the space of the car as your mouth leaves his cock, and your back hits his chest before he's giving you an order—

"now ride his fucking dick till i decide you deserve mine, too." he ends his sentence with a harsh slap to your ass, making you jump a little as a moan escapes you.

"yes sir," it's whispered as you climb onto levi's lap, reaching to put his tip at your entrance.

"now ride him like a real slut. he's all subby for you, love. don't you wanna make sir feel good? wanna take care of him?"

that sparks something inside you. seeing your boyfriend's cloudy eyes, more tears brimming behind the red cheeks and quivering hands dangling in the air because he doesn't know where to put them.

"it's okay, sir. you can touch me– gimmie you hands, baby. touch me ju-just like that, sir!" you bring your hands to guide his to your chest, letting him take over after he starts groping your breasts. "yeah keep touching me, don't stop, vi-gon' ride you now!"

you sink your hips down, taking him balls deep till his pubes brush against your clit making you pick up your pace. you keep taking him all the way out before slamming all the way back down, wanting to see levi break– but from you this time. never took control and they're giving you an opportunity to.. especially on camera so you could play it back when you're missing your boys.

"yeah baby, just lemme fuck myself for you! gon fuck this dick till your cumming in me and filling me up, sir~"

the sounds leaving levi's mouth are straight out of a porno— and you're getting the most of the power trip. taking his hands and holding them to the roof as you get on your tip toes to really start riding your man. leaning forward to lick the blood dripping down his chin, tracing its path with your tongue, and sucking his bottom lip one into your mouth while alternating between dropping down and swirling your hips..till you fly a little too close to the sun. you see him on the edge, hips starting to rut up to meet you as his sounds get higher and higher like yours before you nut. you're spelling your name on his dick when levi's legs start shaking at the last letter, so without a second thought, you're pulling up off him. before you can react you're being pulled back down onto his lap. dick bullying up into you as he starts jackhammering into you from underneath. the way he's hitting you so deep has you howling and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, digging your head in his neck as your screams fill up his ear.

"nah fuc-fucking look at me, bitch! think you gon' edge me? think you're ready for that, sweetpea?" when you don't look at him he's growling and letting one of his hands tangle into your hair as he yanks you back to look at him. you've never seen him so mad, eyes set hard and glaring at you. "you ever try that shit again and i won't let you cum for a week– no a month! make you watch me and daddy fuck every day while you're tied up. gonna play with your princess parts till you're crying from your eyes and this little pussy, but won't let you have any cock or let you cum. you want that, y/n?"

"n-noo! c-can't do that s-sir! can't do it! w-won't survive without y-your dicks– will die if you don't fuck me, if you don't gimme that fucking dick, baby!" you're crying your own tears now, pussy leaking while you fuck down to meet his hips. "won't ever d-do it ever again, baby! nevereverrrr siirrr– fuckkkk right there- right fuckinthereeee!" you start slurring your words, pussy getting ready to burst all on his dick.

both men are chuckling at you, watching as you release your juices all over lev. the sounds leaving you have connie getting his dick back out, making sure not to fuck up the visual of what he's filming in the process. eren's heart just bout thumps out his chest when you grind down on levi slowly, looking back at him with that lost look twinkling in your eyes.

"c-can you fuck my ass now, daddy? ha-have i earned it yet?"

he just groans before pulling you back toward him a little, changing the angle of levi's cock in you as he puts his lips on yours. he moves closer behind you, sliding a hand down to play with your clit as he positions his dick at your puckering hole. he doesn't make you wait long as he inches himself in, gasping with you as he feels levi's cock rubbing up against his between the thin layer of skin separating them. his pace starts slow, but as you start bouncing harder on levi, the harsher he gets in return. you're so– full. can't even talk, just let out animalistic noises as you all fall into a rhythm. your eyes find their way back to connie's as the sound of his wet fist keeps fucking his cock despite the multiple loads leaking around the base of his dick and all over himself. this time it's connie that's cumming from the eye contact, as you watch him pull another heavy load from his red and irritated cock.

it doesn't take long before you're all three close to cumming, always getting your nut faster when you fuck like this. it's like your bodies are puzzle pieces that match up, connecting and fitting perfectly. it makes you feel better than the drugs ever could, being this close with your lovers. the light-headed feeling starts taking over your brain as your begs to cum start pouring out shortly after.

"hold on baby," eren's placing a kiss to your hairline before he's making levi look into his eyes. "y-you close, lev, huh baby? you gettin close pretty boy?"

"uh-huhhh daddy, gonna breed this pretty lil slut, but not till you tell me to!"

"can we all try and cum together? gon let you get your nut, don't worry loves. just wan' do it together, okay? now fucking cum! cum one more time for me so we can go home and do this all fucking over again!"

the words bubbling up in your throat don't make it out as the electric feeling of your pussy getting ready to orgasm bubbles up, again. your toes curl as the thursts stop inside you and the feeling of hot cum battering up your insides floods your senses. the feeling making you cream all over them, screaming into the night as your back arches into eren's back, your tit going into levi's mouth once again. you all lay there for a second after the camera's turned off, the only thing being heard are the pants of all four of you filling up the camaro.

"tell anyone about this and i'll fucking kill you, springer," eren huffs out while regaining his breath and taking his phone back from his grasp.

"yeah keep your damn mouth shut or you're dead, baldy." levi chimes in, sending him a glare while petting your back trying to calm you down from the pounding you just endured.

"now get the fuck out," eren demands, a smirk returning to his face. "by my count you got about 15 angry customers waiting on you inside, playboy."

this is only my second work so feedback is greatly welcomed and appreciated !! < 333

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deathssunshine · 1 year

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*Jumin Han and Victor Li cross over Head Cannon*

🤍A cross over of Jumin (mystic messenger) and Victor (Mr love queen's choice)🤍

~Description: I never really saw any fan fics out there of victor and jumin crossing over. I think they would be good friends in all honesty.~

Warning: bad language, two idiots being two idiots, jumin driving 😟 and victor almost dying several times. I tried to be serious for four dot points but ended up failing on the fifth, my shit taste in humor I'm sorry if the jokes are that bad 😭, SOME INFORMATION IS PROBABLY WRONG LMAO

Genre: man I love guys tits, I'm just bored

Word count:

Game: mystic messenger, Mr love queen choice

Pairings: no pairing just them being best friends

Character: Jumin Han and Victor Li

*Victor Li and Jumin Han cross over*

When they first meet it's for business reasons. Let's just say their fathers used to be good friends in university and haven't seen each other since then. They met at LFG for the first time and instantly knew they would get along. They shook hands and introduced themselves "I'm victor Li" "nice to meet you I'm Jumin Han".

From there they would go out to souvenir to get to know each other on the request of their fathers.

Earlier that day victor had made croissants that were still in the oven by the time he got back. He pulled them out of the oven and smiled at how good they looked. He then cut the croissants in half and put the best ham and cheese around and put it between the croissants. He brought the plates out to jumin and asked Mr mills to bring the coffee he had made.

They talked for a bit and jumin really admired victors cooking.

Jumin then went into a 30 minute rant about his cat Elizabeth the third.

"She sheds 3 to 28 strands of fur a minute" Jumin says proudly as he was showing victor shakey images of Elly. "... Why would you even count that? And why are you talking about her as if she is your daughter?" Victor would respond looking at the man as if he were insane. "Well first off, because she's my daughter and second of all, because she's my daught-... That reminds me of a conversation I had awhile ago about making scarves out of cat hair" "fucking what" "I should start looking into that again" "please shut up"

Jumin would then offer to drive (😟) victor somewhere, claiming he saw a nice place in the way to LFG. He would use the car driver Kim was using which was a loan and is great for city roads. At first it wasn't so bad, just a little rusty but not too bad for victor to worry over it. But then he takes a detour and drives off road onto a nature path somehow not crashing the car as he turns on the radio for it to be on a highosh volume where they have to raise their voice for each other to hear. Victor clings on for dear life starting to worry "How did you get your licence!" Victor yells as he thinks of any possible ways to get out. "Oh! It expired actually! Around I don't know.. 2 or 5 years ago?!" "WHAT" Jumin smiles as he turns the radio up even higher. The song playing is free bird specifically the "free bird yeah*guitar solo*" part which is at the very end of the song.

As the guitar solo plays jumin ends up driving off the cliff and they both end up in hospital 🤍

After recovering the two hang out again at the penthouse jumin is staying at. "I don't know anymore victor.. it just feels loose?" Jumin says standing in front of Victor, in only a bathrobe. "Why would your dick feel loose? It's not like it's screwed in. Are you missing a nut or something?" Victor says with a cocky grin. "Maybe.." he says. A nut and screw falls onto the floor then metal dick falls and all they can hear is the metal pipe sound. A rocket then shoots out of the tip and into victor sending him back to the hospital.

They become best friends and victor has this bathroom where they can shit AND arm wrestle at the same time!

How sweet is that!

Their cats would definitely be good friends too. Maybe they might fall in love.

"are you gay?" "Fuck you victor."

Lol thanks for reading -etchartfan

#Spotify #mlqc #mlqc victor #mr love queen choice #mr love queen choice victor #mr love victor #anime #mystic messeger headcanon #mystic messager #jumin fanfic #juminmysticmessenger #mysme #mysme jumin #does jumin han is gay #metal pipe #free bird yeah *guitar solo*

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shallowseeker · 9 months

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It's not Sam's fault that Lucifer got out of the cage in season 11. It's Castiel's.

I mean, yes? I'm not here to assign blame solely to one person. What I'm saying is that Sam's rousing "I'm not your bitch," speech is sometimes held up as proof that Sam would never have given into Lucifer in this moment, and my reading is this: that's clearly not the case. Even if he hadn't given in, when you back up a sec and look at the actual situation in 11x10 The Devil is in the Details, it's Sam who's backed them into a corner (and Sam is cognizant of that):

(Image from Mikael)

==My brother will protect me==

One, Sam feels confident in part because he has an older brother/parent figure he thinks will come rushing in to protect him. This support fills him with resolve and bravado. Sam knows that even if he screws up? His family will be a soft place to fall, to borrow a modern parenting term. It's the hope speaking:

SAM: Yeah. You’ll taunt me and you’ll, ah, torture me, and I’ll say no. And eventually, sooner than you think, my brother’s gonna walk through that door and kick your ass. LUCIFER (laughing): Dean? You’re betting on Dean? SAM: I always have.

Is it nice that he has faith in the support of his brother? Absolutely. I mean, it feels nice. But let's look at the facts, Sam went off on his own and put himself in a dangerous position. He was manipulated by Rowena, so it's not like he did this on purpose.

But the consequence of his risky play is that his family now feels the pressure to step in to protect him, because they love him. This is an eloquent nod to the theme of, "You're free to make your own choices, but the reality is that your choices don't affect just you." Every member of TFW makes that mistake. Hell, nearly every major character makes that mistake!

///

==Dean and Cas aren't in any shape to fight==

As Sam rushes to try to solve the issue on his own, Dean is reeling from grace poisoning, and he's been suffering from his uncomfortable link to The Darkness. And Cas certainly was not ready to fight.

Back in 11x06 Our Little World, Dean voices his concern about Cas, and Sam said it would be, quote, "insane" to leave such a strong fighter on the bench.

Sam’s impatient. Just like he needs Dean to process quick and get off the bench, he also wants needs this from Cas:

DEAN: Well... finding her victims is still the best shot we got at finding her. SAM: Not actually true. (Sam and Dean look at each other across the hood of the Impala. Sam raises his eyebrows and looks at Dean expectantly) DEAN: Oh, what? You think he's ready? He's had a pretty rough go of it lately. SAM: Which one of us hasn't? Seems insane to leave our one and only angel friend on the bench. DEAN: (Resigned) I'll call him.

…

(The scene switches back and forth between Castiel sitting in the bunker and Dean pacing back and forth in front of the Impala as they talk. Sam is waiting in the background)

Dean knows Cas is not ready, but he calls him anyway. Although Cas is stealing Sam's room, Cas is Dean's spouse partner friend. Dean shoulders the decision, and Sam comfortably can be backseat driver in order to sidestep any consequences if this is a bad leadership move.

Now, could Dean and Cas have said no? Yes, they're responsible for their own decisions, sure. But the pressure to support despite floundering mental health is a tough familial dynamic nonetheless.

(Castiel sighs as Dean hangs up. Dean looks at his phone, shakes his head, and walks toward Sam who is on his phone.)

///

==Then, Sam goes for Lucifer's bait==

Sam falls for Lucifer's "God talking to you," shtick, and Rowena double-crosses them. Lucifer yanks Sam into the cage. Again, it's not about fault. But he and Dean had a conversation about this, and Dean is uneasy and warns him under no circumstances is he to go to the Cage:

DEAN: Can we focus on the big picture here okay? Can Sam meet with Lucifer or not? SAM: In the Cage. DEAN: No, not in the Cage. That’s not going to happen. SAM: Okay, then I don’t meet with Lucifer. Dean, we can’t let him out.

Sam takes Rowena to the bunker to research safe ways to chat the Cage from a safe distance, and Dean goes out to investigate Amara's massacres. Rowena puts pressure and pokes at Sam's impatience, luring him directly to the cage under the promise that it's safe: "It's now or never, Sam."

///

Then, Dean gets wind of the situation going sideways and calls Cas, because Cas is a critical component of Dean's support system:

DEAN: Hey Cas, I know you’re fighting the good fight right now, but, ah, I need you at Third and Pine, Kenesaw, Nebraska, because, ah, I’m going to Hell. Dean knocks on the door of a building and a slot window opens.

///

The rest is history. Sam goes to the cage, Lucifer yanks him inside, and after that, Sam, rather admirably, stands up to Lucifer. It's bright, it's quirky, it... doesn't change the reality of the situation.

SAM: Is it? Really? 'Cause this is what I think, I think that whoever wins, you or the Darkness, everyone else loses. So, no. My answer is no. This isn't because of Dean, or the past, this is about me having faith in my friends, having faith in my family. We will find a way. I'm ready to die and I'm ready to watch people I love die, but I'm not ready to be your bitch. LUCIFER: Okay, plan B. Lucifer punches Sam, who cries out and falls to the ground. His cries are heard in the adjacent room, where Rowena is still working on the spell. DEAN: Sam! Dean and Castiel run out of the room, heading to Sam’s aid.

///

==At Sam's anguished, cry, here comes the fam==

At first glance, Sam does not give into the time-honored SPN trap of, "I and I alone can fix this." On second look, it's clear that he already has. In believing he was God's chosen, and in acting impatiently at the behest of Rowena, Sam's already inside a sprung trap.

No amount of "brave Sammy talk" will change that.

This leaves Dean and Cas scrambling to get to Hell to save him, and when Lucifer hurts Sam, here they come barreling in. Because psychologically, this is how we work. To us, our families and loved ones are our little world, and that's what we work to protect:

Lucifer punches Sam in the face twice and he falls heavily against the bars of the cell, raising his hands to defend himself from more blows. CAS: Hey, ass-butt! Lucifer turns to face Dean and Castiel. LUCIFER: Dean, ah, the other one. (Lucifer snaps his fingers and they are all in the cell.) Welcome to the party. Sam gasps and chokes on his blood. Lucifer faces off with Dean and Castiel. LUCIFER: Scared? DEAN: Not even a little. Castiel gets out his angel blade, preparing to fight.

And right after his rousing speech, Sam actually loses his gutsy spirit. Now, he's pretty shook, because his family is suddenly in danger, too.

DEAN: Are you okay? SAM: Yeah. Lucifer and Castiel are still struggling. LUCIFER: You know I’m right Castiel. You know it? (Castiel continues to struggle.) You wanna play that way? (Lucifer punches Castiel.) SAM (despairing): We can’t win. DEAN: We don’t have to win. We’ve just gotta last a few minutes. Lucifer continues to punch Castiel.

///

==Then, Lucifer plays dirty==

In the cell, Dean and Sam rush to Castiel's aid, punching Lucifer, trying to hold out until Rowena performs the spell. Lucifer is restrained by Sam, while Dean punches him. LUCIFER (mocking): You hit like a human. Lucifer kicks Dean across the cell, and then turns to punch Sam. Both go down. Castiel joins in but Lucifer puts him down too. Sam gets to his feet, only to get an elbow to the face from Lucifer. Dean tries again, but he goes back down. Lucifer kicks Sam in the stomach. Dean bounces back up, but Lucifer grabs him around the neck and slams him against the bars on the cell. Dean grimaces, as Lucifer lifts him off the ground. Dean is choking. Lucifer looks around at Sam, who is in pain, lying on the floor, covered in blood. LUCIFER: Alright Sam, I’m gonna make this real easy for you. You say the magic word or your brother dies... and we both know you won’t let that happen.

And JUST as Sam is about to have to reckon with that choice? This happens:

In the cell, Castiel charges at Lucifer, allowing Dean to get out of his clutches. Lucifer punches Castiel repeatedly, as Rowena continues on the spell. Castiel falls to the ground and Lucifer stands over him, putting his foot on top of Castiel’s angel blade. Rowena says the incantation: Anan avar karvak! LUCIFER (to Castiel): So, last words...

I'm not a gambling man, but given Sam's doubt in the very next scene and Dean's mortal dilemma, I'm at least 95% sure he was about to say yes. And even if he wasn't, he's still culpable for this plan gone wrong! And if Cas hadn't been there, one of them would very likely be a vessel, or one or both or all three of them would be dead. That's an important context to this whole situation.

Quick note: Crowley feels responsible for this, too, which is why he works to help in season 12.

///

==The "choice" was not clear-cut==

Here's Sam, some minutes later, still second-guessing his choice. (Also, I'm bolding his cute half-salute, because Sam, for once, seems very, very aware of how much Cas just made the difference in them getting out alive):

DEAN [to CAS] (softly): You alright? CAS: I think so. I will be. DEAN: You want me to give you a lift? CAS: No, you two go on ahead. I’ll catch up. DEAN: Okay. Dean walks to the impala. Castiel watches him go, with a half-smile. Sam gives him a half-salute goodbye. Sam and Dean get inside the impala. SAM: Is he alright? DEAN: Tough day. SAM: Yeah. Tell me about it. DEAN: You good? SAM: I don’t know. I mean what if Lucifer was telling the truth, you know, what if he’s the only...

Later, Sam is actually pretty decently supportive letting of Lucifer and Cas try against Amara. It’s “the smart choice.” I’d wager Sam is pragmatically relieved that he gets to give Lucifer a shot, without running his own personal risk.

///

I guess all I'm saying is, it's not so simple as "brave Sammy mouthed off to Lucifer and was a hero that never gave in!" I'm just saying, don't put so much stock in Sam's feisty lil' speech that it blinds you to the actual situation: Sam made a bad gamble.

Dean got caught in a chokehold, and a mentally unstable/psychologically wounded Cas stepped in to shield them both. Thus began a domino effect of bad TFW decisions.

(Aside// Later, Sam says he's respecting Cas's sacrifice, but I'd wager a tiny, pragmatic voice in the back of his head hopes Lucifer will beat the Darkness--that he'll win without Sam having to bear the brunt of the consequences! It's only human to hope for that.)

///

And to be fair to Sam... Post-season 11, he doesn't shrug off this responsibility. When subsequently talking about Lucifer, he labels it a shared responsibility (in order to muster stronger peer support and better in-group mental health). I don't always agree with Sam making things a group sin, but in this case, I think he's right that it's not all Castiel's fault.

It's the fans that want it to be a cookie-cutter, black-and-white, solely Castiel's fault kinda deal, and I think it's just...myopic.

#sam stuff #tfw + fighting for each other #tfw + decisions #tfw + war #sam + leadership #cas + possession #tfw + sacrifice

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weebnotheree · 7 months

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♥ Tbhk x M! Reader ♥♡ Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun ♡ CH3

Ch. 03 - The beginning of: Meeting you again (pt. 1)

Yashiro's pov

[shes walking rn btw while thinking]

I was on my way to the girls' bathroom thinking about what I just did. That boy..he's not like the rumors at all. Well, at least he granted me a wish. [tell me why I JUST noticed I forgot to make m/n grant her wish. THE WISH PART I forgot. Nvm just imaging the wish you gave her and ill go back and edit..maybe tomorrow or Monday.]¨I need to tell Hanako. . . . .HANAKO?! OH NO I FORGOT I HAD TO CLEAN THE BATHROOM TODAY. ｡ﾟ･（>﹏<）･ﾟ｡

I was rushing in a hurry to get to the girls' bathroom. Until I made it. Before I opened the door I was thinking why do I have to clean the girls' bathroom it's gross...'I feel more like a maid than a paranormal apprentice.' I soon opened the door and walked in. ¨Hanako, Hanako, Hanako...CAN I PLEASE GO HOME THESE TOILETS ARE GROSSING ME OUUUT!!¨

¨Not yet!¨ he responded back happily as he came out of the stall.

¨Please, there's just something I have to get done today?!¨

¨mmm no. I've also got something important I need to you to do when you're finished. Sounds like your only option is to clean faster.¨ He said smiling

¨Not faiRrrr! [Shakes him]You may be eternally young but I'm not! I'm at the price of my life right now and I could be missing my big chance today because of youUu!¨

[dizzy] (@□@)

¨Chance for what?¨

[stops shaking him]¨Not trying to brag but I got asked out on the second date by fuji the coolest guy in class.¨ I said happily smiling with my eyes closed while holding up the number two. {¨Are you free after school today?¨} ¨He really wants to meet me alone in our classroom later and i really don't want to stand him up.¨ I said still in the same pose smiling.

¨A date?!!¨ Hanako said. ¨What exactly are you expected to do with this kid?¨ Hakano asked floating close to me in mid-air.

¨If you really wanna know I guess I have to tell youu~¨ I said with hearts above my head smiling with a tent of blush on my cheeks.

. . . . . . . ¨Were meeting in an empty classroom to organize paperwork for student council. Fuji said he has to leave right away though so I told him id finish up. He's so shyy.¨ (ᓀ ᓀ||||)

¨If he's leaving than does that count as a date?¨ (O O)

¨Sure. I may just be a woman of convenience for now. But eventually, he'll I'm a catch.¨ I say trying to reassure myself, crouching down.

¨Well that's one way to look at it. But there's a fine line between optimistic and naive. Sounds to me like he's using you.¨ He says and I feel him behind me. ¨Stay. Don't go on this date.¨ He then puts his hands on mine, closing them together while saying ¨Ill show you a better time than that guy will.¨ I gasps and look back at him and he's looking at me. ¨And I won't leave you alone.¨[now she holding the mop and lets out a weird sound which idk wut to call it.] . . . . .I clench the broom ¨Thank you Hanako but if my choices are to clean bathrooms with you or sort paperwork alone, then please hand me all the stacks.¨

{difeated shocked noises-hanako} ¨Uh??!!¨ Σ(□△□|||)

¨Okay that's fine. You must really miss breathing through your gills. Guess I better go shopping. What's your favorite fish food?¨

¨✨Nothing brings me more joy than a sparkling clean bathroom!✨¨ I said happily mopping.

#tbhk #demons #x male reader #romance #toilet bound hanako kun #tsukasa #yashiro nene

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Secrets

Tasm!Peter Parker × super!fem!Reader

Word Count: 4.2 k

Summary: based on prompt- "what are we going to do about this?" you're caught, red-handed, and peter's next move could destroy your life forever. unless... you can convince him otherwise

Genre: Angst

Warnings: kidnapping, side character deaths mentioned, tears and fears, slight panic attack, betrayal.

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This story is for @liz-allyn 's most recent angst challenge and 900 Celebration! Congratulations!! I had fun writing something with a deadline for a change, turns out I can *not* procrastinate if I try hard enough.

Although I am not sure this is what you envisioned when you came up with this prompt....

Please do not copy my work or translate them to any other languages. Please do not repost on any platforms.

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You follow the tiny red dot on your screen, coming to a stop on the rooftop of a bakery. You look around but the one you seek is nowhere in sight.

Suddenly, something collides with you with enough force to knock you into the wall behind you. Your wrist was webbed to the bricks against your back. Panic rises as you know you have been discovered.

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You have no idea how Spider-Man has been able to hide his life behind the mask all these years. When he first started helping you out with your powers six months ago, you had asked him why he kept his identity a secret. For you, it was the need to protect the people close to you and he had told you it was the same for him.

So you both took proper measures to keep your identities hidden, even from each other. You were sure not to let anyone follow you.

But when a rag covers your mouth during your morning run, muffling your screams and making your vision go black, you realise you have messed up somewhere. You vaguely feel your hands and legs being restrained before you pass out and that's how you find yourself tied up to a metal chair in a dark room. The only light comes from under the door, illuminating the room enough for you to see a table in the corner.

You struggle against the ropes as they cut into your skin. With your super strength, it shouldn't be hard to break free, but it doesn't seem to work. Your head feels heavy, vision still blurred. Suddenly you hear your full name being called out, the sound coming from just beyond the door to your right. You try harder to get out of your restraints, panicking at the fact that they knew you.

"Don't bother, Shadow" a voice says, and you know you messed up. "The drugs will wear out in a while, keeping in mind your enhanced metabolism. Besides, we are just looking for a…negotiation" the voice said, you could almost see the sneer smile he must've had on his face. "A simple trade. And we'll let you go"

You scoff, "Hard to believe someone who won't even show himself. Do whatever you want to me, I'm not doing anything for you"

"Oh we know you would put the well being of others before yours, so I don't think you have much of a choice… seeing that I have names of all the people who are close to you. Let's start the list off with your boyfriend…Peter Parker."

You feel your heart speed up in fear, your throat constricting at the thought of the sweet love of your life being involved in something he has no part in."Leave him out of this" you say with as much confidence you can muster, but it's hard to miss the wavering of your voice. You hated the fact that you messed up somewhere and now they know your secret.

"We plan to leave everyone out of this, darling. As soon as you get us what we want" the voice says and you feel disgusted at the sound of the usually endearing term. "All we need you to do is tell us who Spider-Man is. Surely you know that much"

You let out a humourless laugh. "You think Spider-Man is dumb enough to share his identy with someone he's known for a few months? And how long have you been trying to find out who he is? I bet it's been years''. You slowly feel your strength coming back, and start working the ropes.

"Right, of course", the voice said, unusually calm as before,"but you have his trust. And as I said before, you don't have much of a choice. We will give you till the end of next month, at midnight. Find out who he is. Otherwise you know what happens to the people on the list in my hand.

There is a phone on the table. Take it. We will take updates every three days at a different location every time. Don't miss a call or text. And of course don't tell anything to Spider-Man or the NYPD cause you know what happens after that"

All sounds stop after that, and eventually you're able to break the ropes. You walk over to the table and find your phone beside an old phone, the one they want you to use.

You contemplate taking it. You can't let them blackmail Spider too, but you definitely can't risk Peter getting hurt. You couldn't let anything happen to Peter, not after what you went through when…. No. You pocket the phone despite what the logical part of your brain says. Peter comes first.

You check your phone. You have three missed calls- two from Peter and one from your friend, who you were supposed to meet up with for a project. You have a few messages from Peter asking why you weren't in class and why you aren't answering his calls.

You hate lying to Peter, especially since you already have to keep your nightly patrols with Spidey a secret. But you shoot him a text that you had a headache and wanted to rest. The locked door isn't a problem as your strength is back up, and you easily rip it off its hinges. Turns out you were in an abandoned apartment building. The one near yours and Peter's college.

It's nearly 12 noon now. You have approximately thirty-seven and a half days until the end of the coming month. That's 900 hours. 900 hours to break Spider-Man's trust and find out who's behind that mask.

Back home you pretend that you indeed do have a headache, because Peter, bless his pure soul, sent you a text immediately saying he'll come over at four with some meds and your favourite snacks.

The doorbell rings and you open the door to the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world, crinkled around the corners in a smile. Peter's hands are full of paper bags that hold the huge amount of snacks he has bought. You take a few bags from him and set them on the table. He then faces you and pulls you into a hug.

"You alright bug? Was a little scared when you didn't answer my calls" he asks.

"Yeah just my head y'know? I'm better now" you say. You feel the phone vibrate in your pocket when you tell Peter you'd like to watch a movie with him. As he moves to the TV, you whip out the phone they gave you, seeing a message.

You'll miss these moments with him if you fail to deliver

A shiver runs down your spine as you quickly move to draw all the curtains close around your house.

"Everything ok?" Peter asks from the couch as you frantically go from one window to the other.

"Uhhh- yeah, yes just making the perfect-atmosphere to enjoy the movie, yeah?" you smile as you take a place beside him.

Peter heads home after dinner, and you immediately turn your house upside down, looking for cameras or microphones that may be hidden around. You end up finding nothing, which reduces your fear only slightly. You check the time and realise you need to go for your nightly patrol.

You change into your suit and put in a wireless earphone in your left ear, tuned into the police radio. You meet up with Spider-Man on the rooftop you both first met on. He greets you with what you think is a smile hidden behind his mask.

"Hey Shadow, nice to see you" he says in a friendly tone.

"Hey Spidey, great to see you too" you say, hoping he doesn't catch the worry in your voice, but of course he does. "You alright?" he asks, but before you can answer, the radio mentions a robbery a few blocks away and Spider-Man swings the both of you to the scene.

The five people are armed with guns and are giving the police a hard time. You and Spider sneak behind them and manage to take down two of them before the others notice. The two guys immediately start firing at Spider-Man while a woman aims her gun at you. You quickly kick the gun out of her hand, tackling her and now hold her arm behind her back. What you don't expect is to hear her laugh under her breath.

"Don't forget to keep your end of the deal, Peter's life depends on it" she says with a smirk. You falter for a second, and she manages to break free, immediately reaching for her gun. But she falls down on her face as webs tie her ankles together. You stand completely paralysed, your thoughts running haywire. Of course they have many people working for them, but hearing a criminal use Peter's name makes you feel sick. You feel as if your chest is being held in a tight grip. You continue to stare at the ground where the woman had fallen down even after she is handcuffed and escorted by the policemen.

You are brought out of your thoughts as you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, why don't you call it a night? I'll be able to handle it." Spider-Man says softly, knowing something was definitely troubling you. He hadn't seen the woman speak to you, just that she was out of your grip even with your super-strength, meaning you had faltered for some reason. He didn't want his best friend and crime-fighting partner getting hurt.

You turn your face to look at him. While his expression is hidden behind his mask, beyond him the woman who is being seated at the back of the police car has a smirk on her face, her eyes cold as she mouths your boyfriend's name, holding eye contact with you. Thankfully your mask hides the trembling of your lips and you give a nod to Spider-Man before your tears start wetting your mask.

It's almost midnight when you reach home. That's 12 hours of 900 gone. You immediately collapse on your bed, knowing that you must find out who Spider-Man is. This is so hard for you. He is so nice to you, even if you are just friends who don't know each other's name.

But the memories come back to you. The blood. The screams. The pain. The tears. The dead weight of his body in your arms. All because you were not able to be there on time. All because you couldn't save him.

Now you think about Peter. You can not let anyone hurt your love. Not again. If betrayal is the only way you can protect Peter, so be it.

Two days later you get your first location. The abandoned warehouse near the harbour. You have to miss a friend's birthday party to be here. Worst of all, Peter is going to be there and wonder why you didn't show up. But this was more important than a birthday party. Who knows what they would do to Peter if you missed the meeting?

You show up a few minutes early in your suit.

"What do you know?" you hear someone say, but it's not the voice from that night. You see a man sitting on the edge of a slightly rusted cargo container.

"As of now, nothing. He covers up his path well. But I'm working on it." you answer back. To be honest, you weren't actually trying your hardest… Spider-Man is your friend after all.

"Work faster" he says, "Boss isn't happy and he might do something that'll make you regret your slow pace"

"We have a deal" you say, a slight note of panic in your voice "I still have time"

"But Boss doesn't have patience. If I were you, I'd hurry up" he says and you sense a sincerity in his words as he leaves you be.

You have been acting distant lately. Peter had called you only to be greeted by the voicemail, texted you to be replied by silence. All the times you both have met up you seem far away, only talking to him when he asks you something. Your eyes are sunken, hair slightly dishevelled. It's been a few weeks since you have been acting this way. Even his spider-senses go off when he's around you sometimes– though he hasn't been able to figure that out yet.

It's like those moments when you fear something wrong is going to happen, but you can't do anything but wait. So that's what Peter has been doing. After you initially told him you're alright and just want some space, he hasn't confronted you about it, waiting for you to come to him instead. A part of him is scared. Maybe it's him? Maybe you don't want to be with him anymore? But then you have been acting oddly with everyone, but more so when you're with him. So he just waits.

But as the days go by and you don't show any signs of getting better, or coming to him with whatever is troubling you, he realises maybe you have talked to someone about this. And unlike all the times the both of you had shared a problem with the other, with a promise that you both will always be there for each other, maybe… Maybe you don't want that from him anymore.

That's why when you come up to hug him from behind after your classes end for the day, you are surprised to feel tears on his cheeks. You move to face him, and his eyes plead you to talk, and you know whatever it is, it's troubling him a lot.

You both silently walk to his place and as soon as the door closes behind you, tears stream down his face. When you walk up to hold him, he stops you.

"Do you not…. Do you still want to be together?" he asks, his voice brittle as glass, as he awaits your answer. "It's just that you-we haven't had a proper talk in a while and I feel like you are avoid me... Just I- I wanted you to know you don't have to... " When he first told you how people he loved were slowly taken away from him, you promised to be there for him.

Your heart broke when you heard that question. But you understood where he was coming from. You had been a little preoccupied with thoughts of keeping him safe, you even tried to distance yourself from him only so that he would not be followed by those who kidnapped you.

Worst of all, Spider-Man was giving you a hard time. You were never able to follow him to his place. He made sure to not slip any detail from his life. But then it had been like that for all the months you had known him.

But you didn't realise what Peter must've been going through the time you were off planning how to find Spider-Man's secret. As he cries, the tears take you back to the first time you fought in a relationship. The time you never got a chance to apologise. Because he was taken away from you. Because you could not save him. And you have to live with that weight every day.

Your eyes sting as you call his name gently, reaching your hand towards his. He subconsciously grips onto it, as he slowly lifts his eyes to meet yours.

"I love you Peter. I know this is the first time in a situation like this, and I know I haven't been the best at communicating recently. But I love you. From the bottom of my heart" you reach your free hand to cup his face,"I promised I will always be with you. And I will never break that promise Peter. I need you to know that”. You move to hold him,”Peter I… I have been having a hard time recently. And- I promise I’ll talk to you about it. Just not yet… But I’m sorry I made you feel this way baby”

He sniffles, as he tries not to cry more. He hugs you tight, latching onto you hoping to never let go.

It’s now been 34 days since you made the unwilling deal. You have finally worked out how you will be able to keep Peter safe. It required a lot of research, since technology was not exactly your forte. When you meet up with the random guy in an old warehouse, you tell him what to do.

“All you have to do is tell your Boss to send out a few people, and one of them has to put this tracker on him”. You can’t believe what you are doing right now. How can you let something like this happen to the person who helped you? You remember when all those years ago the freak accident had given you your powers. Spiderman, who had then shown up not too long ago, had pulled you out of the wreckage. You owed your life to him. This was one of the reasons why you had decided to use your powers to help people, even if you had not made proper use of them for the first few years.

You realise fear is what is forcing you to do this. Love is also a reason, but mostly you're scared. Scared of going through the same pain you went through when you couldn't save him. Maybe this was selfish of you, but as long as Peter was safe, the rest didn't matter.

The next night, everything went well. Half a dozen guys attacked you and Spider-Man, the tracker activated. Just before midnight, the both of you parted, just as usual. Now was the part you didn’t look forward to.

Five minutes after Spiderman left, you pulled out your back-up phone to locate him. He had stopped moving 10 blocks away, and you quickly made your way to the rooftop of a bakery. According to the tracker, he was supposed to be here. You were confused as to where he went. Suddenly something collides with you with enough force to knock you into the wall behind you. Your wrist was webbed to the brick wall behind your back. Panic rises as you know you have been discovered. As you tug on the web, more take its place, as Spider-Man successfully makes a cocoon to trap you.

"So all this was a sick plan, huh? Have to say, it was pretty elaborate. Almost seven months of gaining my trust just to find out who I am. If it weren't for you acting a little suspicious the last couple of weeks, and of course my spidey-senses, I would never have found out." he says, and even though he puts up a tough act you know he's hurt.

“Spider-Man I can explain this, just-”

“The only people you need to explain this to is the judicial system. All I need to do is ask them to prepare a special cell for you. Till then, enjoy sticking around” he says as he salutes you with two fingers and turns around, ignoring your attempts at justification. "You know Shadow, I actually trusted you. I honestly thought you meant good for the city like I did. But now…” he shakes his head.

You can’t let him leave like this. You need to tell him why you did it… You can’t Peter think you’re the bad guy when the police tell him about you. He would be destroyed. Peter was the reason you could move on after him. Peter was the reason you found the courage to help the city. You didn’t even care if there was anyone tailing you. You were going to tell Spider-man the truth.

So as he is about to jump, he hears you scream out.

“They found out!” you sobbed, “They found out who I am- they’re making me do this! I didn’t want to do this- I had no choice”

Peter stood there, deciding whether he should believe what you said. The pain in your voice sounded genuine, but he didn’t understand why you hadn't come to him for help.

“Th-they were going to target m-my boyfriend. Spidey I can’t let anything happen to him- I can’t- Can’t lose him. I can’t lose the love of my life again ” you cried, tugging at the webs uselessly. That sentence made Peter stop completely.

To be honest, Shadow had never shown any signs of being against Spiderman. You had never pushed him for any information and he hadn’t pushed you. That was an unsaid agreement between the two of you. You had only started making his Spider senses go off about five weeks ago. He looked at your face, your mask looking blotchy as tears started to wet the fabric.

He didn’t want to admit it but it would have been a hard place for him to be for him as well. He couldn’t let anything happen to his girlfriend. He believed you to some extent.

“Please Spidey, you need to believe me… Please I’ll even tell you who I am! I’ll tell you because I trust you and I know I was about to break yours in me, but I need you to trust me too. please” he could hear you gasping for air, choking on your own tears.

Spider-Man carefully moves closer to you, removing the webs from one of your hands. You immediately remove the mask from your face. As your tear stained face comes into his vision, Peter’s world turns upside down.

His girlfriend was the one who had been fighting beside him for the last seven months. You were the one who had been injured so many times, all because you wanted to protect the city. He did everything to keep you away from his life as Spider-Man, making sure he was never followed. But he never knew you were right there beside him for such a long part of it. And yes, you were about to do something wrong, but it was to protect him.

Both of you know about the other’s past. You both lost the someone special you had in your lives. And now Peter realises he wasn’t the only one who blamed himself for not being able to save his love. You too were not able to save them.

“Spider-Man, please I know I did wrong but I was _scared_ Spidey. I couldn’t save my love last time, but had a say in it this time, I need you to understand-”

Your rambling is cut short when you hear Spiderman say your name gently. The way he says it startles you. The vulnerability. The softness in his voice. You immediately know who he is. But you don’t react.

“Spiderman they may still be around. Please, just understand where this is coming from” you say, calmer than before. He nods, removing the rest of the webs from you.

“I believe you”

When you meet Peter the next day at his home, you throw yourself into his arms. “I’m so sorry Peter” you whisper to him,”I was really scared… I can’t lose you too.... What are we going to do?"

“It’s ok bug” he coos, rubbing circles on your back. “We will figure this out”

The next few hours are spent plotting and discussing both of your pasts. You learn how Peter blamed himself for Gwen’s death, telling him it was not his fault and also realising you had done the same.

Thankfully most of the people who came for the information exchange referred to you as Shadow and not your real name, so you were sure that your identity was the knowledge of only a few.

You two still don’t know if the group who blackmailed you saw anything that happened yesterday. Assuming they didn’t already know otherwise, your plan was to pretend to continue to work for them. Because of your plan they had demanded to meet you tonight. This time Peter and you were going to be in contact.

You met with the guy they had sent, telling them that you knew who Spider-Man was. He seemed to believe you, so you knew you could keep the act up. He tells you that their Boss was getting impatient, and it would be best for you to end this quickly; to tell him who Spider-Man was and that he would let their boss know. However, you ask him to tell their boss to meet you tomorrow at midnight, at the deadline they had given you. He seems irritated but eventually agrees.

Of course, you realise that there was a huge chance they never kept their side of the deal anyway, and now that you knew Peter would be able to defend himself if the need arises, you both could work towards taking down the whole organisation at once.

After all, with the both of you fighting side by side, there was nothing you and Peter couldn’t do.

[not to mention I was not able to come up with a proper title]

#Lizzy's Fic prompts #Lizzy's 900 #tasm!peter x reader #Tasm peter parker #peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker #Fan fiction #asoulsreverie #×reader #Andrew garfield #Andrew garfield peter parker #Angst #Peter parker angst

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