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randomshyperson · 8 months

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I Put A Spell on You - Wanda Maximoff Kinktober #03

Summary: After a tense week and a training session, Wanda finally had enough of your attitude.

Warnings: (+18), heavy smut with power dynamics, brat tamer!Wanda and sub!Reader, edging, orgasm denial, slapping, a lot of teasing, blindfold and magical restrictions, enchanted strap, kind of rough, implied enemies to lovers, some cursing | Words: 3.559k

A/N-> This is almost late. I totally forgot I had to post the stories.

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It was Natasha's idea, or at least it was a Black Widow kind of thing.

Most of what Wanda knew about it came from Steve's official report on the training, and the rest of the story came from Sam gossiping around the tower.

But in a nutshell: You had your vision temporarily impaired on the last mission, you were knocked out by it and it almost fucked everything up. Wanda would have thought that this was all it took to diminish your ego a bit, but instead, you and Nat had a weird widow's agreement about eliminating weaknesses or whatever, and this was adapted to your training.

The whole story was the reason you were training with a blindfold on.

And don't let Natasha hear this, but you were an impressive fighter, even more than the older widow. Somehow you were more agile and stronger than Nat, and it was the kind of thing that made Clint remark worriedly about how much harder your widow training could have been and secretly made Wanda's heart beat faster.

But back to the point: Wanda shared very few training shifts with you. Steve and Nat found peaceful interaction between team members advantageous, so as you didn't get on so well, she had fewer training sessions in your company.

Well, that changed because you seemed determined to prove that you could block blows without seeing them.

"Wow, you're still here." It came out more ironic than she wanted, but Wanda was actually almost impressed. It had been nearly a month since the whole thing had started, and this training was coming after a particularly exhausting mission. She was just going for a quick session - so that the muscles wouldn't lose habit as Steve liked to say - when she found you in the empty tower gym.

The eyes covered by a black cloth were an almost comical sight, or at least, Wanda assumed that finding it funny was what she was feeling, every time she saw your serious and concentrated form, sweating in the gym.

"Good evening, Wanda." You greeted her without looking at her, your head down. You were listening to her movement she assumed.

Wanda muttered the greeting back, busy leaving her belongings on the bench and looking for a treadmill. But you cleared your throat. "Don't you want a real challenge?"

She chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Oh, and that would be you, of course."

You smile, your hands behind your body. Wanda thinks she likes the blindfold, it allows her to stare you brazenly, without you even knowing.

"I'm a legendary fighter, yes."

She has to laugh at how naturally you say that. She takes a quick look at the treadmill, and well, smashing your ass really does sound more interesting.

"Okay, real challenge, show me what you've got."

Wanda positions herself on the opposite side of the mat from you, and clears her throat when you remain static.

" Won't you take your shoes off?"

She grimaces softly. Yeah, your hearing was starting to impress. Sighing begrudgingly, she uses magic to make the shoes come off and float away, and before she even has a chance to speak, you do.

"No magic tricks." It sounds like a serious warning, rather than a request, and Wanda doesn't miss a chance to torment you.

"Oh, is that too much for a legendary fighter?" She mocks, but all she gets back is an easy chuckle that she isn't able to reciprocate because you adjust your training gloves and the movement is distracting enough.

After a moment, you get into position. "I'm ready."

"At last." She scoffs, stepping forward.

Ultimately, she's impressed. And she almost begins to believe that maybe the cloth is fake - there's no chance that you can dodge absolutely all the blows she's so exhaustively learned with such ease.

It doesn't take long for Wanda to start getting impatient, and for you to start smiling at her, in that smug way that makes her skin itch.

She makes a mistake, and it's enough for you to knock her to the ground.

"Again." You say, standing next to her, equally out of breath but without a scratch. Wanda huffs.

"How the fuck are you doing this?" She asks, getting to her feet with a magical push. You swallow dry, taking a step back, very alert.

"Practice, of course." You mutter. "Are you ready to continue?"

But Wanda narrows her eyes, her head tilting slightly at your sudden alertness. She decides to test a theory, and red sparks appear in the air near your head.

The leap you make in the other direction makes her giggle playfully.

"Something wrong, darling?"

You grumble, raising a hand in warning, irritably hitting exactly the right spot to point it at her. "Stop this. I told you, no magic."

But Wanda is tired, and she's feeling naughty tonight. Something about your vulnerability makes her body heat up.

She chuckles darkly, taking steps away that only make you swallow dry. "Someone's scared." She sighs, and the sparks appear again. You gasp, clearly anxious and not knowing where to strike.

It's Wanda's fault, there are too many of those and magic is much harder to defend against.

She chuckles at your state, and you snap back almost immediately."That's not funny, Maximoff."

A magical tug pushes under your knee, behind your elbows, near your foot. Everything makes you jump with fright and sends Wanda into a fit of giggles.

"You're not so cocky when you're scared."

In a desperate attempt, you try to attack the magic, which only disappears into thin air against your skin. Wanda just stands back, watching the scene with amusement.

With an impatient grunt, you raise a finger at her. "Stop this shit, I'm warning you-"

"Don't be rude, darling. I like you best when you're polite." Wanda interrupts, and your exclamation of indignation turns into a grunt of pain when a magical tug forces you to your knees on the mat.

"What the hell?" You gasp, raising your hand to remove the blindfold.

But the sensation that follows is like ropes grabbing your wrists and pinning your fists behind your back. Your heart is racing at the same moment. "Wanda, what the actual fuck you're doing?"

Although you can't see her, you hear her very well. Her slow steps towards you, until she makes you jump gently when she touches your cheek. You swallow dry. "Stop this bullshit, Wanda, I'm serious."

She pushes her tongue into the roof of her mouth, a clicking sound that makes you swallow dry again. Her fingers caress your cheek, and the lack of visibility makes everything all too vivid.

"You have a very dirty mouth, kotenok (kitten)." She retorts in a tone that makes you shudder from head to toe. With a dry throat, you look up, even though you can't actually see her.

It must be a good thing for your sanity, though. God knows what you would have done if you could have seen the way Wanda's eyes darkened with hunger when she saw you on your knees, looking up at her.

Licking your lips, you say calmly: "Be very careful with your next action, Wanda. It will be definitive for our future interactions."

She bites back a smile, and her hand leaves your cheek for your hair, the motion in the strands at the nape of your neck drawing a stubborn sigh from your lips.

"See, it's much better when you're polite." She says softly, letting her fingers slide between the strands, stroking your hair gently. "That's how it goes. You behave nicely, and you're rewarded. Behave badly, and well..."

To illustrate, she moves her free fingers. You hear the magic before you feel it - right under your blouse, like a rough tug on your left nipple that makes you grunt in pain.

"Fuck, you little shit-" But swearing at her makes it worse. The sensation is repeated on the other nipple, not real enough to hurt the flesh, but enough to cause pain. And in the current scenario, on your knees and blindfolded, just the right amount for a wave of pleasure to wet your panties.

It takes you by surprise, so much so that instead of grunting in pain, you practically moan. And that makes Wanda smile, especially as she can see the blush rising on your face.

"You need to improve that attitude." She starts again, adjusting the grip on your hair to force your face in her direction again. You bite the inside of your cheek hard, certain that this time, you would have whimpered. "You've been acting like this for too long, you've gotten comfortable in your naughtiness. I can fix that."

"Wanda..."

"Shush, darling, now you don't talk. You listen. Isn't that what you were hoping to train yourself to do?" She teases, and the grip loosens. You don't have to obey, but you're desperate to do so.

With a lump in your throat, you nod and remain silent. And the next second, when the sound of a zipper fills the room, you grow restless and alert.

You're ready to question when Wanda sighs.

"Shit, honey, that's been working for me too." She panted and you were dying to understand what the hell she was talking about when, along with her shortened breaths, you heard a sound that shook your body to its core.

Was it really possible that Wanda Maximoff was fingering herself right in front of you?

"W-wanda-"

The slap isn't magical - nor is it weak. Your cheek burns, but Wanda grabs your face anyway.

"I told you to be quiet." She grunts, and in a way, the affected voice is confirmation enough of your suspicions. You can feel your underwear starting to feel uncomfortable with the dampness gathering. "You've talked a lot of shit since I joined the team, now you listen, you brat."

Not only do you hear it, but as the movements continue, you can smell it. Her sweet, intoxicating essence is enough to make you moan for the first time in the night.

Wanda let that one slide, because the sound is too good to punish you for it.

And because you've held still long enough for her fingers not to be enough anymore, she's decided that you deserve a reward.

"Open your mouth, darling, I've got a little treat for you." She sighs, and you obey almost immediately, even though your face is burning.

Wanda removes her fingers from inside herself, sighing softly as she does so. Unhurried, she presses them against your tongue and has to bite down hard on her own when you buckle forward, sucking on her fingers with enthusiasm.

"Look at you, who knew you were such an eager little thing?" She taunts, although the sensation of your tongue on her fingers is almost making her lose her train of thought. She can only imagine how deliciously warm you must feel elsewhere.

You just keep moaning, sucking all her wet pleasure from her fingerprints, and Wanda has to reach down and grab your hair once more to regain some of her sense of grounding.

Her voice is hoarse when she speaks again, but you don't seem to mind. "Did you like your treat, darling?"

You open your mouth to reply but hesitate before doing so. And Wanda smiles proudly when she realizes. "Oh, dear, you can speak if it's to answer my questions. Tell me how much you appreciated your treat."

Swallowing dryly, you lower your head. "I loved it, Wanda. And I would love to taste it from the source."

She bites back a giggle, using one hand to lift your chin. "You didn't even thank me."

"Th-"

The magic squeeze comes directly to your clit now. You let out a little yelp, but Wanda's hand doesn't let you lower your head.

"I didn't tell you to thank me. Rather, I was reprimanding you because good manners don't come to you naturally." She clarifies, and with tears of pain and pleasure in your covered eyes, you nod in understanding. Wanda sighs. "I'm going to make a good girl out of you, even if I have to keep you on edge all night for it."

The whimper that escapes your throat is humiliating, Wanda loves the sound.

The next sensation on your skin is that of a chain, wrapping itself around your neck.

"We need to continue this in a more private place, darling. Where no one will interrupt us." Wanda guides, and the chain gives a gentle tug, the hint caught just in time by you, who are on your feet almost immediately. Wanda bites back a smile. "Fuck, I could get used to this."

She manages to lead you quietly and obediently through the empty corridors, but your anxiety overcomes you at the door to her room.

You stop walking, gulping. Wanda smiles because you're waiting for permission to ask a question, even when you're dying to have it answered.

"It's my room." She clarifies, but you shake your head, signaling that it wasn't your doubt. She shouldn't be impressed that you've already become able to memorize the sound of the way to the rooms, but she is. Smiling, Wanda brings a hand up to your face again. "What do you wish to ask, darling?"

You sigh at the permission granted. "Are you... are you sure? About this..." Wanda is taken aback. Your hands are still bound, you're still blindfolded, at her mercy, and yet you're worried about how sure and comfortable she is. You take a deep breath as if trying to find the right words. "This is important, Wanda. We can't go back to how things were before if I come in. And if you're not sure, send me away, and I swear we won't talk about this again and-"

Wanda moves in, it's quick and less hungry than she thought your first kiss would be, considering recent events and frankly, the way she's been craving you.

Your lips are soft and kind of addictive. Your mouth kisses her with real confidence as if you've done it a dozen times, and Wanda has no idea how often you've done it in your dreams.

But reality is superior to any of those.

You grunt against her mouth, impatiently, and Wanda knows it's because of your trapped hands. But all she can do is smile mischievously, using hers to pull you by the shirt into the room.

The door is magically closed behind the two of you.

You're not surprised to be put on your knees again - even if a moan of protest escapes you. Wanda smiled, feeling a wave of excitement at your vulnerable anxiety, your eyes blindfolded and your head moving gently as if you expected to hear what she was up to.

Wanda bit her lip, working on her own clothes without magic, so that you could hear the motions. It brought a shiver to watch you squirm gently, swallowing dry as if you could picture her naked. And your pleading sigh, practically meowing her name, made Wanda lose her mind.

Now wearing only her underwear, she grabbed your face again and kissed you with everything she had - teeth and tongue - and swallowed every throaty moan until she needed to breathe again. When she pulled away, a line of saliva connected your lips.

"We need a system, darling..." She murmured, her fingers working to open the belt loop of your sweatpants. "You know the color one? Green for go, and red for stop?"

"Y-yes, Wanda, please, just keep going-" She interrupted with a kiss mixed with a giggle at your desperate response, the hands that had opened your pants helping you to the bed, laying you down. The magical chains had adapted, and your hands were attached to the headboard now, holding you open for Wanda. Your arousal grew so intense that Wanda could see your muscles twitching.

She sighed contentedly as she sat on your hips, watching your curious and expectant movements. Magic did the work of removing your pants, but Wanda was taking her time teasing your skin under your blouse, having the best time in the world watching you squirm and gasp.

"Tell me what you want."

You swallowed dryly, forcing your voice out: "Anything you want to give me."

Wanda bit back a giggle, her fingers tracing your torso. "Good answer, darling." She sighs, and in one tug, rips off your shirt. The remaining pieces are swept away as you try to keep your breathing under control. Wanda adjusts herself and sits on your stomach, her wetness and warmth against your skin making you wince. "I have an idea, you let me use you and I might consider letting you touch me, what do you think?"

"Fuck." You moan, and Wanda can't let that one slide, though the slap on your cheek is light, and much more of a teasing warning than a punishment. It makes you throb inside.

"Language." She warns, and you sigh.

"I'm sorry."

Wanda strokes the soft red on your cheek, leaning in in a way that makes her wetness slide down your abdomen. The involuntary contraction of your muscles draws a gasp from both of you.

"Behave yourself." She warns, and it seems to be as much about the language as your slight movements, and although you nod, you repeat the gesture. Wanda gasps and grips your cheeks tightly. But you force your body upwards, and her grip loosens as she begins to grind against your stomach, giving in to the sensation.

It brings some kind of pride to know that she's just as affected by this as you are, but even as she's drenching your skin with her hot pleasure, Wanda lowers herself to wrap her hands around your throat and as she uses your tense abdomen to reach her own orgasm, her grip warns you who's in charge. She doesn't take long to come - all the teasing outside has gotten under her skin - and it's the hottest thing that's ever occurred to you, even if you can't see it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." She gasps through the last waves of her orgasm, her hips thrusting hard into you, who pants beneath her. Her juices run down your belly and you squirm impatiently.

"Please, Wanda. Let me touch you." You beg breathlessly, but she kisses you hungrily, her hands going down to your waist. At first, you think she's going to give you what you want, but Wanda gropes you in an unusual way, and you hear her magic before you feel a new volume between your legs. It takes you by surprise, the enchanted item and your tense body makes Wanda break the kiss.

With her forehead pressed against yours, she asks: "Red or green, darling?" As if to encourage an answer, Wanda grabs the conjured fake cock in her hand. It's really enchanted because you feel everything and the pleasure of the moment's stimulation brings a gasp. You move your hips, in the same direction as her without realizing what you're doing, and Wanda giggles. "I still need words."

"Fuck, green, yes." You moan and Wanda gives you a warning bite on the lips for cursing, but your head is spinning with pleasure from the movements that continue between the two of you.

Toys are nothing new - but a magic strap-on that you can feel as an extension of you certainly is. And Wanda seems willing to drive you to the brink of insanity when she simply adjusts the toy at her entrance and sinks in all at once.

You whimper, almost coming at once. She rocks gently against your lap without caring.

It's hard to breathe, especially when Wanda picks up speed and practically jumps on your cock, her warm walls clenching around you, trying to stop you from pulling out. Everything is too hot and just when you're ready to come, Wanda grabs your throat.

"Hold it." It's an order, almost impossible to obey when she rides your lap with such determination. You choke, struggling against the chains, the hot knot in your belly begging to break.

You almost sob. "I-I can't... please-"

She lets out a wicked giggle and doesn't stop moving. "Don't worry, babe, you're not coming. No matter how much you want to."

Wanda moans, and suddenly her movements stop. She groans heavily, gets impossibly tight and you think you're going to come, but something holds you back. Almost like a force of strength, and when Wanda falls limp against you, and her body continues to tremble from the intensity of the orgasm in contrast to yours, burning with more frustration, you understand what she's done.

"Wanda, what the fuck?" you gasped in a mixture of disbelief and irritation. And instead of losing her temper, she giggles mischievously at you.

"That's why you don't deserve to cum, baby. You're a foul-mouthed brat." She bites your jaw as she sits up, and you gasp, feeling her clench around you. "You're not coming until you improve this attitude."

She thrusts into you as a warning and although you feel as if you could come, your body simply won't obey. Because of the blindfold, you can't see her red irises either.

"You're so mean, Wanda." You groan, sighing at the sensation of her pulling out.

"Oh, darling, we have barely started."

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #elizabeth olsen x reader #kinktober 2023 #wanda maximoff oneshots

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lovebugspots · 8 months

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peter man?

chapter one: a not so fun necklace.

Peter Parker x Winterwidow/Buckynat's daughter! reader.

Dreams, by the Cranberries.

"Oh, my life is changing everyday... In every possible way."

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Her eyes darted between her father and her mother. Another staring contest, fun.

Her mothers green eyes staring into her father's icy blue ones.

Y/n just stood up and carefully walked out of the compound kitchen and into her room and saw Peter already there and she sighed, kicked her slippers off and jumped onto him, since he was laying on his bed and snuggled into his side.

"Hi Peter man." She said teasingly and earned an audible groan from him.

"Why are you calling me that..." he mumbled and wrapped his arms around her body and let her snuggle into him.

He had learned that snuggling was her way of coping with her past in the Red Room, a way to learn that physical contact can be okay.

"Because it's funny, Spider Parker." She giggles and looked up at him with her soft Y/e/c eyes and looked into his warm and comforting brown eyes.

But he can't be mad, he never wanted to not be snuggling her.

But that doesn't mean he can't get annoyed by her.

He groans loudly and rolled over on top of her, earning a loud 'Oomf' from her.

He laid on top of her, putting his whole body weight on her.

"Oh you asshole." She groans and he chuckles as he laid on her.

"C'mon, you enjoy it, don't lie." He said cheekily, and he put his hands on her stomach. His hand going her her shirt a bit, he felt her scars...but they made her fucking beautiful to him.

She rolled her eyes and held him tightly.

"Shut up..." She mumbled into his hair as he had his face in the crook of her neck. He giggles and traced her scares lightly, his rough and calloused hand on the scar tissue felt delicate.

He felt to coolness of her right bionic hand on the nape of his neck, people would beget all weird by it, but like how Natasha was with Bucky, he saw through the arm and just the person, the person whom they both truly love.

It was dinner time, all of the Avengers were sitting down eating.

And dinner always consisted of Bucky and Sam Arguing, Tony wiggling his eyebrows at Peter, Natasha glaring at Tony, Wanda reading the teens minds and giggling, Loki not caring for the young Peter but always giving encouraging smiles to Y/n, Thor not knowing whats going on, Bruce not caring really, Steve trying to calm down Bucky and Sam, Clint not caring and trying to eat, Somehow Vision even knows the love between Y/n and Peter.

In a nutshell it was normal until Pietro started something quiet interesting...

"Peter, Y/n?" He asked, his accent thick as he stood up. Everyone raised their eyebrows s he grabbed a fistful of pasta and threw it at Y/n.

"I declare, a food fight."

Everyone's eyes widen and Thor immediately threw garlic bread at the speedsters face. Tony lets out a cackle and threw a meatball at Steve's face.

Then a war had begun. Peter and Y/n had hid under the table with cookies in hand as the adults were throwing pasta all over each other.

Y/n giggles and Peter sighed and looked at her, her delicate features. And she turned and they made eye contact

And that was when it felt as if everything slowed down. Their eyes looking into one another, and they just felt so connected. And slowly, inch, by inch they leaned in... and they got so close, that only their noses touched.

He could smell her perfume, the addicting coffee, lavender and vanilla.

She was just addicting to him.

His left hand went to her cheek and the back of her neck, inching closer and closer...

Then Thor lifted the table up, and the two pulled away quickly and sh threw a cookie at him and jumped up, then helped Peter up, their faces bright red. Now, EVERYONE knew.

But, being the two hopeless idiots they didn't.

"Man of spiders! Lady of Metal Arms! I have found you!" Thor boomed happily and gave a knowing grin and wiggled his eyebrows in very, very obvious way.

Y/n was currently on her bed, with her mother, Wanda and Pepper stopped by to see what she missed since she missed dinner.

"You two almost kissed?!" Pepper yelled and Wanda shushed her and Natasha sighed.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, can you sound proof the room?" Natasha said to the AI and the room became sound proof.

Natasha takes a deep breath then she started.

"Y/n Rebecca Barnes, you have to tell him you like him!" She yelled and stood up and started pacing while she spoke to her daughter.

"If you don't tell him he will never know!" Pepper nodded and added to Natasha.

"It is so clear he is in love with you!" Wanda nodded and also added.

"You know, I have never felt so much love for a person then he does for you..."

Y/n sighed and rubbed her temples and laid back on her bed, and groans, the metal of her hand helping her nerves.

But little did she know, that in Peters room. There was all of the boys trying to comfort a very, very anxious spider.

"Kid, if she didn't like you should would have pulled away or not lean in at all." Steve sighed and Bucky just looked uncomfortable.

Tony puts his hand on his shoulder and said.

"You should have made out with her quicker-"

"Stark! Do you forget that she is my daughter?" Bucky snapped and Tony chuckled and whispered to Peter.

"Don't forget about Papa-Bear." And Steve sighed as he had to restrain his childhood best friend.

"B-Buck! Don't you dare make me get Natasha." Steve said firmly and Bucky stopped and whispers.

"You wouldn't dare to get Natalia." He seethed out and Steve sighed and yelled.

"Natasha! Bucky is trying to kill another Stark."

Tony grimaced and everyone else had to stifle down a laugh. And Bucky just rolled his eyes as Natasha walked in and started speaking in rapid Russian with Bucky.

"Seriously, James? What did he do this time?" Natasha asked in Russian.

"He was talking about how he should have made out with our daughter earlier!" He responded.

All she did was let out a small chuckle and said.

"He has a point, James."

"Natalia, no."

"Natalia yes."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes as she dragged him out of the room and eventually all of the others walked out as well. After a few minutes, Y/n sneaked into his room, like usual, in her pajamas and snuggled into his side.

Something they do nightly, his arms around her waist and he face in his chest as she listens to his heart beat.

"Peter..?" She mumbled softly into his chest and he looked down at her and whispered.

"Yeah, princess?" She looked up and sighed as she nuzzled into him more.

"I'm scared..." she mumbled and he sighed and held her tightly.

"The nightmares?"

She nodded and he thought for a moment and he got close to her ear and whispered.

"You wanna stay with me?" She looked up and nodded, solace was what she needed.

He smiles and moved her so she could get under the sheets and blankets, he practically engulfed her with blankets and himself.

She giggles and nuzzled into his chest and mumbled.

"Good night, Peter man."

He didn't roll his eyes but he kissed her forehead and whispered.

"Good night, Stargirl." She blushed a deep magenta when he said her hero name, and when he kissed her forehead.

Lord he knew how to make her melt like a candle.

And just like that, she fell asleep.

In the arms with the one, and only guy she wants.

But the nightmares of her getting choked by The Winter Soldier and his metal arm will always come.

How his hand was a not so fun necklace.

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collegetennisoriginstory · 5 months

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THE LITTLE SNEAKY KISS WITH SAM OMG it was everything and more. Sam being a horndog was not on my bingo card, excited to see how THAT plays out……….. the homoerotic vibes in that locker room this update were off the charts. Loved every minute.

ALSO as a Tobin lover, I was never super invested in the Tobin/Felix thing because I’m like whatever they broke up. BUT FELIX IS SO SUS AT THE MATCH OVER TOBIN like WHAT IS GOING ON. Nooooooow I’m suspicious and I’m picking up my baby Tobin (pls can we call them the sweetest pet names they deserve it) and RUNNING far far away.

BEGONE FELIX.

THE LITTLE SNEAKY KISS WITH SAM OMG it was everything and more

Muahaha. I very much enjoyed writing those two last min "sneakies" with G / Sam. Oh, the hallmates are probably bouncing off theories about where they could possibly have snuck off to (comment with your best ones)

Sam being a horndog was not on my bingo card,

Ooh, do you mean Sam experimenting with all sorts of people (everyone but MC)? Yeah... you know sometimes you think "maybe the next person will be my jam) and go through those folks like paper because you have the attention span of a gnat and also are already deeply, foolishly, undeniably in love with your best friend and are oblivious to it (and then just don't want to admit it)? Yeah, that'll be Sam's 'ho' phase in a nutshell.

homoerotic vibes in that locker room

Oh man, that locker room has seen some ... stuff go down :P Just in the last 2 updates or so. I'm sorry, I just needed somewhere 'secret'!!! Next update will have more creative locations for smoochytimes, I promise!

FELIX IS SO SUS AT THE MATCH OVER TOBIN like WHAT IS GOING ON.

mmmm... :) well, I can't exactly comment on this without more context / elaboration, I think.

BEGONE FELIX.

This, though, I can comment. SHOO!

baby Tobin (pls can we call them the sweetest pet names they deserve it)

P.S. Yes, this should be in the cards maybe 2, 3 updates down the line? I.e. MC nicknames for their "people". Suggestions of stuff you wanna see in the game if you have some ideas already would be dope.

#college tennis: origin story #ct:os #if #interactive fiction #asks #tobin #sam

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twinanimatronics · 6 months

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Decided to finally look at the official SAMS wiki while I was working on my "In a Nutshell" doc and-

There are a lot of errors and some confusing phrasing here.

If I had an account for this site I would edit it myself since they DO allow for fans to edit and contribute

But I don't have an account slkdjfslkdjf

Tho I'm EXTREMELY tempted to make one just to edit.

I just fear I will go down the rabbit hole of feeling compelled to edit ALL wikis with wrong information I come across sldfkjsldkfj

#tsams #sams #sun and moon show #the sun and moon show

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coffee-or-hot-cocoa · 1 year

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Songs I listen to about Skittlescript’s Isekai’ed to the West and Triad au Playlist

hahaha lol checkout @skittlescripts’s isekai to the west au, here’s some songs that remind me of the au and some scenarios imagined would make the daydreams better, special thanks to the works of @semisolidmind, @rennsdeaddoves, @thesexydancingcrepe, @rainyriu, @ritzhasmonkeybrain and @theweepingegg

this is for the Sun WuKong and Six-Eared Macaque simps out there

problem - ariana grande - reader starting to have feelings for Sun Wukong

dear future husband - meghan trainor - reader saying what marriage be like

right there - ariana grande - how macaque feels in triad au

the guy that i'd kinda be into - be more chill the musical - reader describing the monkie she likes

bad romance - lady gaga - macaque’s feelings for reader in triad au

one last time - ariana grande - Wukong trying to understand his emotions

la on a saturday night - hearts & colors - macaque’s monologue song in triad au

a whole new world - aladdin - Wukong and reader just ridding his cloud to Flower Fruit mountain

symphony - clean bandit - Macaque when he finally accepts he’s inlove

rhythm of the tambourine - hunchback of notredame the musical - Triad au

made you look - meghan trainor - reader’s themesong in triad au

title - meghan trainor - Wukong in triad au trying to get a date

not fall in love with you - rwby soundtrack - works both for the Isekai and triad au

kiss the girl - the little mermaid - Sandy making sure his OTP is cannon

there's nothing holding me back - shawn mendes - triad au wukong in general

stutter - mariana's trench - wukong’s 5 stages of grief about having a crush

troublemaker - olly murrs - wukong’s themesong

still into you - paramore - if Isekai to the west had a crossover with Triad au

millennium parade - belle - a reader song for triad au

light switch - charlie puth - wukong’s crush in triad au

i wanna be your slave - maneskin - wukong in a more hornii mood for reader

she's kinda hot - 5 seconds of summer - Isekai to the west chapter 3 song

teeth - 5 seconds of summer - triad au wukong’s song during a meeting

marry you - bruno mars - wukong trying to convince reader that they get married

paper rings - taylor swift - wukong finally getting a date with reader in triad au

teenage dirtbag - wheatus - macaque’s angst about having a crush on reader

my heart's a stereo - maroon 5 - Macaque starting to fall inlove in isekai au

hips don't lie - shakira - reader meets wukong for the first time in triad au

voodoo doll - 5 seconds of summer - wukong before he realises he likes reader

she looks so perfect - 5 seconds of summer - both monkey’s admiring reader

love me like you do - ellie goulding - wukong and reader in isekai

love me harder - ariana grande - reader’s feelings with wukong

girlfriend - avril lavinge - macaque's song when he’s jealous in isekai

everytime we touch - cascada - wukong simping for reader in triad au

teenage dream - katy perry - reader realising her crush in isekai au

ET - katy perry - reader and wukong’s relationship in a nutshell for isekai

lucky strike - maroon 5 - wukong vs macaque in isekai au

levitating - dua lipa - reader in isekai au

the story of the phantom - goosebumps the musical - macaque in isekai au

take me to church - hozier - wukong having a crush angst in isekai

can't hold us - macklemore - a sun wukong song in isekai

bad reputation - joan jett - how heaven feels about reader and wukong together

guy.exe - superfruit - reader describing her type of guy in triad au

super mario hyadain - wukong vs macaque for reader in isekai au

play with fire - sam tinnesz - macaque and reader first impressions

positions - ariana grande - wukong and reader relationship song in isekai au

34 + 35 - ariana grande - wukong and reader song in triad au

dinero - trinidad cardona - reader’s alter ego song in triad au

no roots - alice merton - isekai to the west in a nutshell

sway - micheal buble - triad wukong takes reader out dancing

helpless - hamilton - triad wukong being lovesick and lovey dovey, while MK witnesses his mentor being cringe

call me by your name - lil nas x - triad wukong themesong

dead girl walking - heathers - wukong and reader having some spicy fun just after wukong is banished by tripitaka

i wanna dance with somebody - whitney houston - reader during the triad au before having a relationship

fairytale - alexander rybak - reader angst on having feeling for wukong in isekai

why don't you do right - who framed roger rabbit - triad wukong meets reader’s alter ego for the first time

La seine and i - a monster in paris - reader performing in triad au

blues in the night - queen tyr'ahnee cover - reader having feelings for triad wukong angst

the great pretender - the platters - reader’s emotional stability during isekai

boys - charlie xcx - reader thinking about wukong in isekai

you will be okay - helluva boss - reader’s song for ao lie and her kids in isekai

no matter what - book of life - reader choosing to be with wukong instead of going home in isekai

Someone you like - girl and the dreamcatcher - triad wukong pining for reader

Ang huling el bimbo - eraserheads - slow dancing in the kitchen in triad au

Something just like this - cold play - macaque pining for reader in triad

Love story of a certain bakeneko - vocaloid

Ahh, it’s a wonderful cat’s life - vocaloid

The wolf that fell inlove with little red ridding hood - rin and len kagamine

Magic mirror - rin and len kagamine

Dance with me tonight - olly murs - a date night song with macaque in triad

La la dee - cody simpson - triad wukong describing his feelings for reader

Perfect - ed sheeran - wukong’s feelings for reader near the end of the journey to the west

Shape of you - ed sheeran - triad wukong being a simp for his wife reader

Seniorita - camila cabello - triad wukong flirting with reader

My oh my - camila cabello - reader’s accepting her feelings for wukong in triad

Uwu - chevy - Wukong’s feelings when he realises he wants to be with reader in isekai au

Canterella - vocaloid - triad wukong and reader on a mission

Je t’aime - kelly sweet - wukong descrining his love for reader in isekai

You’ll be in my heart - tarzan - reader just being happy with her family

Strangers like me - tarzan - wukong being curious aboutreader’s life before the journey to the west

A million dreams - the greatest showman - wukong’s song when he marries reader in isekai

One kiss - descendants - wukong when reader because of magic shenannigans needs to wake-up with true loves kiss

Secret garden - undertale - flowerfell au fansong - triad wukong and reader angst

So she dances - josh groban - triad wukong describing reader to MK

Beautiful ghosts - taylor swift - macaque’s song about reader in isekai

Slow dance with you - adventure time - macaque’s song regarding his pinning for reader

Tightrope - the greatest showman - reader’s conflicting emotions about staying with wukong or going home

Thinking out loud - ed sheeran - wukong pining for reader in isekai

Work form home - fifth harmony - reader flirting with triad wukong

Criminal - britney spears - triad wukong and reader’s relationship in a nutshell

Do it for her - steven universe - triad wukong training isekai wukong to protect reader

Back to life - bumblebee movie - reader and wukong’s wedding song in isekai

I love you to much - book of life - macaque pinning for reader in isekai

Death of a bachelor - panic! At the disco - triad wukong pinning for reader

I’m in love with a monster - fifth harmony - triad reader tells isekai reader on her feelings for triad wukong

Black magic - little mix - reader is jealous that triad wukong is flirting to get info

Animals - maroon 5 - wukong being in heat and wants to mate with reader

I’m a lady - meghan trainor - the jttw crew finds out about reader being isekai’ed to help them

Who i am - the score - macaque introducing himself to the reader in isekai after kidnapping her

Rewrite the stars - the greatest showman - triad wukong and reader fall inlove

Buwan - juan karlos - wukong serenading reader during their first date in isekai

Bad little boy - adventure time - reader and wukong’s dynamic

Monster - adventure time - Wukong angst about reader’s mortality in isekai

Hey soul sister - train - triad wukong being a simp while being cringe

Crush - tessa violet - reader pinning for triad wukong

Would you be so kind - dodie - reader pinning for wukong in isekai

I do adore - mindy gledhill - triad wukong and reader cuddling

Despair - leo - reader pinning for wukong and vice versa in isekai but angsting of it being unrequited

Save me - bruno martini - macaque and wukong paniking because their falling for reader in isekai au

Can’t sleep love - pentatonix - reader talking to sandy about her crush on wukong in isekai

Suki kirai - rin and len kagamine - reader being in denial about being inlove with triad wukong

Someday - disney’s zombies - wukong and reader in general for isekai

Boop - rwby soundtrack - wukong trying to show off and impress reader after he accepts that he loves her

Little miss perfect - owl house fandom - reader angst on wanting to focus on the journey to the west but the dilemma of falling inlove complicates things for her once the journey is done

Ordinary - owl house fandom - reader questioning wukong why he’s inlove with her in isekai au

One more night - maroon 5 - triad wukong wanting reader to stay longer in bed cuddling

You’re the one that i want - grease - triad macaque romantic feelings for reader

If i can’t i love her - beauty and the beast - wukong being in denial for being inlove with reader in isekai au

Evermore - beauty and the beast - wukong angst when reader is presented with the option of returning to her original home

Love like you - steven universe - wukong wondering why reader loves him in isekai

If i could tell her - dear evan hansen - triad macaque hiding his feelings for reader

Only us - dear evan hansen - set during the time wukong is banished from the journey to the west

Your text - sundial - triad wukong trying to get reader’s number

Glad you came - the wanted - triad Wukong meets reader for the first time

Castle on a hill - ed sheeran - wukong reminises his life before the journey to the west and meeting reader

I won’t say i’m in love - hercules - reader being in denial about being inlove with wukong in isekai au

Circus - britney spears - another themesong for reader in triad au

love story - taylor swift - how wukong tells his kids on how he met their mother in isekai au

you belong with me - taylor swift - how triad macaque feels when he sees reader with triad wukong

burn for you - bridgerton musical - wukong pining for reader, but not wanting to confess in isekai au

#lmk au #lmk x reader #lmk sun wukong #triad au #isekai'ed to the west #sun wukong x reader #lmk macaque #macaque x reader

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one0p1nk · 2 months

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Describe your friends in one sentence!

Note// Long as heck post ig. Phrases or quotes in a nutshell count as sentence right/lh

Yami// "Sobs,,, PINS, HELP???"

Beth// "Ah, baked goods aight."🌸

Klai// "Mhueheheheheheh" >;3😇

Joe// "EHHFBDBDBHDBDBDHDBDBDBBDB, MY BBGs omg;;;" 😭🥺 *proceeds to doom yaoi them*

Tae// "I fight with my demons all day and all night guys. Yippeee!!"🫶✨️

Sam// "Wh- why do I have a "yapper of the year" reward???"/ih

Sleepy// "I have eepy disease." ☺️☕️

Four// "take a break."🔫💥💥💥🥰

Skye// "I'm not o'glorious." *proceeds to girlboss gatekeep anyway*/pos/lh

Fifi// "Imma adopt you." (Fifi Plz no-)

Orange// "Hello." *does the sailor moon pose*lh

Anwyll// "omg pretty boys... now kiss-"🥰 (🫶🤝)

Mandi// "Hee hee hoo hoo, omg a spider- help." *gets helped to kill it*/ih

Kory// "I miss my wife guys,,, sobs,,, I'll come back soon---" *leaves in ant runaway*/ih

Lupi// "I'm not going to comedy jail again!!! You won't catch me!!!"

Emma// "Spill the tea, I'm listening babygurl."✨️💅

Al// "giggles giggles,,, brainrots everywhere and anywhere hee hee".

Clown// "I love my wifes and hubbys ill protect them with my life." 🐺🤡/ih

Boris// "I love old men. And old men kissing."/hj

Nakki// "Crazy? I was crazy once."/ref

Meito// "I have the urge to eat Isabela cake I'm sorry." (Literally edit a drawing of her getting bitten JDBDBFBFBF;;; just you wait I'll draw Lolo like a pirulín or something/lh)

#pins speaking

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eisforeidolon · 2 months

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This series of posts [X] is most heller meta in a nutshell. Take one blink and you'll miss it tiny moment, blather six metric tons of projected nonsense about how it's the most important thing ever and it can only be a validation of their ship and nothing else because because, then declare said ship totes canon for realz. It's not just a headcanon!!!

'OMG, Dean didn't immediately answer the phone call from Sam after Castiel died, it can only be because his world had already ended, TWUE LURVE!!!'

There's just no other reason Dean would shut down for a hot second! Who would be intensely traumatized and go into shock if someone who was ~*just*~ a friend died literally seconds ago? And it's not like Dean hates anyone sacrificing or being sacrificed for his sake, that's totally not a theme that ever showed up elsewhere in SPN. Certainly being blindsided by Castiel's weird-ass out of nowhere declaration could not possibly have caused his brain to short circuit out of bafflement, only reciprocation! There's also no reason at all Dean might think if Sam was fine enough to call he could wait a minute to answer the phone, especially in the context that Chuck is destroying the whole world explicitly to fuck with him and Sam for not playing his game and they're running out of time, options, and hope. Nope, could only be twue lurve causing him to need a moment to be overwhelmed!

It's also totally irrelevant that in the last two episodes, once Castiel would no longer potentially be helpful in stopping Chuck and the immediate shock of the death wore off, Dean is fine with it. He totally wasn't living a happy domestic hunter life from the bunker going to pie festivals with Sam, telling Sam not to feel sad about the angel being gone. That scene where Bobby explicitly mentions Castiel is in heaven and Dean gives no fucks because his car and Sam are all he's interested in certainly is not as important as a couple seconds intentionally creating a cliffhanger before the big final battle of the season! That totally would never happen over Bobby or anyone else (except it totally would if it was only for a hot episode-ending minute to dramatize the situation).

Nope, ignore all that! Instead listen to the illogical pretzel rationalizations of someone so obsessed with trying to pretend a ship is canon they have to ignore not only who these characters are, not only how storytelling is done, but how humans in general work.

#destihellers

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sinnaminttoast · 3 months

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Here are my top ten redacted characters.

I have a more detailed version of this…that I haven’t finished but one day I will.

Only like the top four are actual rankings…the rest are just there. Quick disclaimer: this is not to say that I hate any of the other characters. Trust that it was difficult to pick. I love them all….well almost all of them. These are just the ones I listen to the most.

Anyways…

1. Gavin : his development was so amazing and I couldn’t help but become extremely attached to him. He cares deeply for his loved ones.

2. Avior: this man could literally write a whole book about how much he loves Starlight. He literally did everything he could to make them happy in the situation they were in.

3.Milo: I knew he would be one of my favs from the second he opened his fucking mouth. He just has this undying loyalty to his loved ones and he’d give his life for them.

4. Sam: Hurt/Comfort in a fucking nutshell. But in all seriousness, I loved how soft he was when his grumpy side would slip.

5. Guy: Chaos that I would sit and listen to for hours. I relate to how much this man yaps.

6. Elliott: sweet sunshine man that deserves the world. He is going through it and I need the universe to stop whacking him.

7. Geordi: When I say Cutie fumbled….I MEAN IT! I’m glad they’re on okay terms now but I need him to literally have all the best things in life

8.Huxley: if Freelancer didn’t end up with Gavin, I would’ve been more than happy to date Huxley. THE KINDNESS HE SHOWED FREELANCER WHEN THEY FIRST MET?! He literally held their hand to comfort them after the whole Kody thing.

9. Anton: Someone free this man. He needs to be back home, NOT WORKING 😭

10. Porter….SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP I KNOW WHAT HE IS 😭

Honorary mentions: James, Ollie, Damien, and Cam

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #please be nice #it’s my opinion #I lowkey don’t think I’ll ever release the detailed ver #it’s literally so long

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bestjaydee · 9 months

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I think some of the OTT fan worship is book boyfriend, but I think a larger part is pretty privilege. I think many obsessed fans attribute qualities to him that aren’t there because they can’t see past his appearance. And while I don’t think he’s very bright, I do think he’s savvy enough to play into it for gain. https://www.vice.com/en/article/epz8pk/psychology-pretty-privilege-attractive-people

To begin with, I want to point out that since I don't personally know Sam, I can't make assumptions about how bright he is and I don't appreciate people making these assumptions based solely on what we see on social media. So this post is not about his level of intelligence. That being said, I do think Anon has a point and that "pretty privilege" is at play as far as Sam is concerned. The number of times that his looks are mentioned when discussing anything remotely negative about him is testament to that. The article sent by Anon calls it the Halo Effect. And for those who don't want to read the entire thing, here's what is says in a nutshell: The Halo Effect means that if there’s one good trait in a person, you then associate a bunch of other good traits with that first good trait. And usually the first good trait we’re talking about is physical beauty. This explains why people tend to assume that conventionally beautiful people are also smart, funny, or talented. Add to that, the JAMMF effect and you have women acting like they do around Sam, spending insane amounts of money to follow him on his booze tour or participate in a private event, buying everything he sells and defending his every move, even questionable ones. They also think terrible movies are good, just because he's in them, juvenile behaviours become cute, while entitled behaviours, commendable. And you know what? I think he knows it. He's probably lived with it his entire life, even when he wasn't successful as an actor, he probably could get away with a lot of shit just by using his charms.

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loversofthegrave · 6 months

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BALLAD OF A FREAK BOY - sammy playlist X

no one's boy marcy playground 2. my beloved monster eels 3. where is my mind pixies 4. me and the devil soap&skin 5. please please please let me get what i want deftones 6. to be alone with you sufjan stevens 7. flume bon iver 8. child psychology black box recorder 9. brother alice in chains 10. your lucky day in hell eels 11. king's crossing elliott smith 12. i'm so tired fugazi 13. talk show host radiohead 14. son of sam elliott smith 15. how to fight loneliness wilco 16. heart of darkness sparklehorse 17. lonely day system of a down 18. metal heart cat power 19. bleed the freak alice in chains 20. half right heatmiser 21. nutshell alice in chains 22. bottle up and explode elliott smith 23. troubled times screaming trees 24. sad and beautiful world sparklehorse 25. last call elliott smith 26. a wolf at the door radiohead 27. bootcamp soundgarden 28. frogs alice in chain 29. losing my religion r.e.m 30. say hello 2 heaven temple of the dog 31. do you believe in the rapture sonic youth 32. mental eels 33. gouge away pixies 34. novocaine for the soul eels 35. spaceboy the smashing pumpkins 36. last night i dreamed somebody loved me the smiths 37. inbred ethel cain 38. the bends radiohead 39. i need some sleep eels 40. sleep forever portugal, the man 41. father of mine everclear 42. just mark ronson, phantom planet 43. opium marcy playground 44. jigsaw falling into place radiohead 45. sinister kid the black keys 46. special death mirah 47. the wolves (act I and II) bon iver 48. why i don't believe in god everclear 49. love of the loveless eels 50. about today the national 51. it's been awhile staind 52. too afriad to love you the black keys 53. one more suicide marcy playground 54. lonely boy the black keys 55. mouth bush 56. to forgive the smashing pumpkins 56. fell on black days soundgarden 57. out of my hands dave matthews band 58. what's the matter milo greene 59. little black submarines the black keys 60. cold contagious bush 61. only dying - demo stone temple pilots 62. eye the smashing pumpkins 63. abuse me silverchair 64. soma the smashing pumpkins 65. pretty (ugly before) elliott smith 66. the vampyre of time and memory queens of the stone age 67. ugly - sadlands demo the smashing pumpkins 68. freak silverchair 69. feel the pain dinosaur jr 70. creep stone temple pilots

#grunge boy sammyz #playlist #sammy #sammycore #sam winchester #spn #supernatural

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alexsoenomel · 2 years

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That Summer Dress (Dean Winchester x Reader smut)

Summary: You have to wear a dress for a case and Dean really likes it *wink*

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: psychotic ghost and sexy times (BJ’s and big O’s)

Word count: 3104

Note: I wrote this in 2019. Enjoy! Like/Reblog or both if you like it! :)

“Do you really have to use me as bait?“ I asked while my will to live was slowly leaving my body and soul.

“Hey the ghost likes to kill girls and since both of us have dicks...” Dean said but I cut him off.

“Yeah, yeah.”

Case in a nutshell: Not so long ago a serial killer named Ted Bundy existed and he liked to kill women, saying hardcore pornography made him do it (Dean to that: “Yeah right.”). Well, turns out the world is even more fucked up than I thought; he had a fan. A fan so dedicated to keep his notorious legacy alive, he made sure not to cross over when he dies; and he died 10 years ago. He liked to kill pretty girls in fucked up ways, the similarities between his MO and Ted’s were uncanny. His main preference, were girls who wore pretty dresses. After he would kill them, he would keep the dresses, sick bastard. Some say he would put on the dress of his first victim, his wife, every time he would kill. We burnt the body but he was still in his house. So, naturally we decided to go there and see what’s keeping him here, in Tacoma, Washington.

It was 6pm and time for us to get to work. This shitty motel room was slowly driving me mad; I was ready to kick something.

“Are you guys ready?” I asked putting on my backpack.

“(Y/N) are you forgetting something?” Dean then asked me.

“What?”

“You said it yourself he likes girls in dresses.” Sam said.

Oh shit.

“You really want me to wear a dress? REALLY?”

Dean jokingly told me I would have to wear a dress and also added how hot I would look before we came here; turns out he wasn’t joking. Dean and I were kind of more than just friends. We weren’t together either. Ever since I’ve first met him one night in a bar back home (Lebanon, Kansas) we were drawn to each other. He, of course typical Dean, tried to flirt with me and get in my pants but I wasn’t in the mood. I lost my friend to a vampire that day and I was grieving, with whiskey. He started with small talk which I hate more than anything, but because I was attracted to him I gave him a pass and soon after we found common ground. We were in the same business, liked the same music and overall been through a lot of similar crap. Plus he was SO lucky in the gene department; those green eyes and full pink lips were enough to make me want him under/on top of me. That night we talked for what it seemed like forever, about hunting, life, everything...that night I saw his true colors and he saw mine, which was strange for both of us, considering the fact we don’t open up easily and to just anybody. We didn’t fuck that night though. Oh no, after that I haven’t seen him in 3 long months. He was busy trying to find his angel friend Castiel and nephilim named Jack; and I was busy hunting werewolves in Los Angeles. We would text each other every once in a while but that was it, before, he one day called me asking if I want to join him and his little brother. Of course I said yes. That was and still is one of the greatest discussions I have ever made. Ever since my friend died I’ve been hunting alone and the loneliness was killing me. I still miss her terribly. It was nice having company like Sam and Dean. Sam soon became that friend everyone wishes to have; the one who takes care of you and is always there if you have a problem and Dean, well Dean was your friend’s hot brother you desperately wanted to bang. And I did...one drunken night when we were left alone. Sam was the one who needed to clear his head so he went for a long walk and Dean and I were left to do research for our next case. We were a little hard on that bottle of whiskey Dean had bought that day so we did anything but that. When Sam got back he found us both collapsed in Dean’s bed naked (thank god we were covered with a sheet). The next day was pretty awkward for him. Poor Sammy...

I don’t even remember what we did; I just know he gave me the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had. It was mind-blowing. We haven’t really gotten a chance to talk about it since we have been working 24/7, so this brings us to now... I get jealous every time a girl even looks at Dean in a way I don’t like, and Dean is the same. One time when a guy bought me a drink, Dean just drank it instead of me. So we were friends but there was something more to it...

Back to reality...

“If you want us to get rid of that son of a bitch yeah.” Dean said with an obvious smug on his face.

“But I don’t have one.” I said giving him a bitch face. “I don’t wear dresses.”

“We will go and buy one then.” Sam said.

“Great.” A sarcastic comment was a necessity for me.

Because I was going to wear a dress I decided to put my hair in a pony tail and do my makeup. Well, mascara was the only thing I carried, so put mascara on. We went to a nearest shop where I found the most beautiful summer dress. A little above the knees, white with flowers all over it, covering all the right places, it suited me perfectly. Dean approved as well. When he saw me leaving the shop his jaw hit the floor. He was waiting with Sam outside drinking coffee and almost choked on it. My ego was rising faster than the bulge in his pants.

“What do you think?” I asked them.

“It suits you.” Sam said.

“Nice.” Dean added swallowing nervously. “Okay let’s get to work.”

While Dean was driving I could feel him eyeballing me in the rear-view mirror as much as he could. That man was slowly going mad and I loved it. I hoped this dress lands me a naked Dean Winchester after this case.

When we finally arrived to his house I got chills down my spine. I felt his presence and I was still in the car. When we went inside on the other hand, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, he was there waiting for me. Maybe that’s how he killed all those girls over the years, he was calling for me to go to his bedroom.

“He’s in the bedroom.” I whispered.

“How do you know?” Sam asked tightening the grip around his shotgun. Both, him and Dean had shotguns with rock salt shot rounds while I was stuck with an iron crowbar.

“He’s telling me to come there. Sick bastard.”

“What a ladies’ man.” Dean added.

Because I was the bait in this whole operation I was the first to enter the room. It was one of those typical bedrooms that you see in horror movies; all wooden, unreasonably tidy and clean with...so many dolls in dresses watching your every move. It was a room of nightmares. Just being in there made the Winchesters and me uncomfortable.

“Now, this guy had a lot of issues.” I heard Dean say, and he was right.

In that moment I felt someone or something grab my throat which resulted in me dropping the crowbar. He was here. He was old probably in his sixties, gray hair, and psychotic written all over his face and in old dirty clothes. He was tightening the grip around my neck as I felt oxygen leave my brain. “Pretty dress.”- Was the last thing I heard followed by a gunshot before passing out.

****

“Hey (Y/N) are you okay?”

“(Y/N) wake up!”

Dean said a little bit louder as I opened my eyes completely oblivious of what went down.

“Where’s the ghost?”

“We took care of it.” Sam said.

“For real? Is he going to come back?”

“No, turns out the bastard was attached to the dress of the first girl he killed, his wife.” Dean stated.

“Figures. But where did you find the dress?”

“Sam found it in a glass box in his living room.”

“Oh...wow...Okay, you’re never using me as bait ever again.” Still a little disoriented I gathered all the strength I had in that moment to get up. Dean helped me of course, being a gentleman, not taking his eyes off me.

“Gotcha!” He said.

*****

When we finally got back to the motel Sam decided he was going to go grocery shopping for the trip back home and later go to a bar. I thought Dean was going to go as well so I can shower and hit the sack (the trip back home was going to last 24 hours and I wasn’t not much of a sleeper while being on the road because I could never get comfortable) but he decided to stay with me. Maybe now we can finally talk about that night and establish what we are.

When Sam left I couldn’t help but feel a little bit nervous. I have wanted to talk about this with Dean for so long, constantly thinking about what I will say and how I will approach the subject and now that moment was here and I was scared shitless. I didn’t do that kind of shit, at all. I would usually just sleep with a guy and leave. I don’t have time for relationships nor commitment and Dean was the only one pushing those barely touched buttons (last real relationship I had was back in high school and it didn’t end well; the asshole cheated).

“I thought you are going with Sam to get drunk?” I asked nervously wanting to start a conversation.

“Nah, I can do that here...” He said smirking. “With you.”

Oh...

“Are you trying to tell me something, Dean?” I asked trying to act confident. God, he was driving me crazy.

“You know what exactly I’m trying to tell you babe.” He said after he took a sip from the beer bottle he opened seconds before. I on the other hand was standing inches away from him leaning against the wall because I was too afraid my knees would give up and I would hit the floor. His voice, his face....his everything....UGH. He was making me feel like I’m 15 and hormonal again. He then proceeded to get even closer to me, eyeballing every inch of me in that dress; practically stripping me naked with his eyes. He put the bottle on the table and went towards me, he was so close I could see every line, freckle and bump on his face. Plus those green eyes...not possible to describe the beauty of them. His right hand was above me while the other found a way to my thigh slowly but surely dragging his fingertip across my skin, slowly lifting my dress. He pinned me down against the wall while I was trying not to completely lose it and tear his clothes off.

“That dress looks perfect on you.” He said.

“You’re not subtle with your eyeballing at all, you know?” As I said that his hand went a little higher slowly brushing his fingers across my already wet panties making me gasp a little and spread my legs. He knew how to open “the gates of heaven” as he called them. Cheeky...

“I couldn’t help it; I was barely controlling myself back there.” He stated as he pressed his forehead against mine. “My dick was so hard when I saw you, it hurt like a bitch.” And then boom, his fingers went in my panties immediately finding my clit and slowly rubbing me with his thump. Holy shit...I forgot just how much I missed his touch. I let out a moan while my eyes never left his. The air was filled with lust and nothing but lust. I couldn’t wait for him to devour me whole.

“Glad you enjoyed the view.” I managed to say. I decided today was my day to play though. I wanted to be in charge so badly so I took his hand out of my panties, kissed his cheek, barely touching the skin, and went to my bed. He followed me like a puppy. I took off my dress reveling my white bra and white panties (and no there were not matching but who cares).

“Is it just me or did you get even hotter?” He asked eyes wide open. He was like a child after Christmas morning. I smiled as my confidence was sky high and pushed him onto the bed. Positioning myself on his lap I pulled on his shirt telling him to lift himself up so I could kiss him. As soon as he did I crashed my lips onto his, and my tongue entered in his mouth, exploring, biting and teasing the shit out of him. My hands were in his hair pulling slightly as his hands went onto my hips desperately trying to tell me to move. I started off with little trusts as my lips attacked his neck. Pretty sure I left many love bites.

“God, I want you.” He said pulling my pony tail to look at me. “You’re driving me crazy woman!”

“Just doing my job, sir.” I said playfully.

Suddenly I found myself in Dean’s arms in the air before he dropped me onto the bed. Wasting no time he took off his clothes, boxers included and boy oh boy how my lungs stopped working. I was in a trance looking at this perfect man who was about to sin with me.

“(Y/N)?”

“Yeah?” I asked while my eyes were on his hard dick scanning every vain and practically drooling.

“Why are you still dressed?”

“Oh...”

Taking off my underwear he took my face and kissed me as he his body was on top of mine. It looked like he thought he was gonna be in charge...oh honey. My hand went and grabbed his dick as I broke the kiss to look at him. He looked at me with confusion all over his face as I said: “My turn.”

He melted instantly. I knew he liked it when someone bosses him around in bed and gives him “sexy rules”-not so long ago we got drunk (like we usually do on a Sunday night) and talked about sex. Before I completely blacked out I remembered him saying something about him being a sub while his brother was laughing his butt off. Poor guy was too drunk to see his brother sitting sober as a bird in the library reading a book.

“Oh...” He managed to say as I pushed him back onto the bed. I kissed every inch of him; lips, neck, collarbones, biting here and there; stomach, going lower and lower. He was breathing heavily, before I reached his dick and licked the tip first; then he lost his mind. He grabbed my pony tail as I took him all in my mouth, moving slowly up and down. Because I didn’t have gag reflex I could take him whole with ease. Every time I reached the tip I would vacuum slightly making him moan. Those moans were the hottest thing I have ever heard.

“God, that feels so good.” He said trying to stay sane but failing.

I did that a few times before going back up and kissing him again. He was in shock, it looks like he didn’t expect for me to stop. “I don’t want you to cum just yet.” I said.

“Ugh.”

“I love when you’re frustrated.” I giggled.

“I hope it amuses you because it’s killing me.”

I decided to stop playing around and positioned myself on top of his tip as I sat down with ease. His facial expression changed immediately as I slowly started to move, riding him.

“ Fuck.” He cussed.

Deep breaths and moans filled the room, his hands were on my hips and mine were on my boobs cupping them; preventing them from jumping up and down (It hurts like a bitch after). He begged me to speed up soon after moaning my name over and over again. I could see he wasn’t going to last much longer which exited me because I was close too. Considering the fact I prefer when a man is on top of me this was AMAZING. He was hitting all the right places and I was in heaven.

“Dean I’m close!” I yelled.

“I’m too...oh god.”

Jumping up and down on him I could feel my orgasm approaching. I felt like million bucks as he came first after hitting my g-spot so hard I lost my shit and came after him. I was shaking and couldn’t feel my legs as I collapsed next to him.

“Holy shit.” I said panting.

“What was...” He was still trying to catch his breath.

“Mind-blowing?”

“Best sex I ever had.” He added.

“I think I came so hard my body is dead. I can’t feel my legs at all...nor arms.” I said smiling like an idiot.

“I was that good, huh?” Dean asked with a big ass grin on his face.

“Yes.”

It finally hit me that we still haven’t had the talk. I really wanted to know where I was with him.

“Hey, um...what are we?” I finally spilled out.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, we are friends but we also fuck like animals and get jealous if someone flits with our fuck buddy but-“ I was cut off by his lips on mine. This kiss was different though. It was like he was trying to show me just how much he cared about me; it was much more loving and not driven by lust.

“You’re not just my fuck buddy.” He said breaking the kiss. “I really like you. I haven’t felt like this in a very long time, and I’m scared with the life we live what’s gonna happen but I’m willing to try if you’re too.”

“You know my answer.” I just said and kissed him.

Too bad we didn’t have time for round two because Sam came back early for some reason and found us both naked in my bed. Poor moose was traumatized for the next 2 weeks.

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