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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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He's Our Daddy Too

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

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AN: 😘💕

Synopsis: Ivy and Autumn grow jealous of how much time Jack has been spending with Axel

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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Requested by: @nattinatalia and @amethyst09 💖

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You were currently eyeing your oldest and your youngest who were sitting at the kitchen table with pouts on their faces after you had set a plate of waffles, strawberries, bacon, and eggs in front of them and you couldn’t understand what was wrong.

"Why are you two looking at your food like that? That's what you two asked me for." You asked while they were taking turns staring at their plate and then each other.

“Ask her.” You heard Autumn say to Ivy who then looked up at you.

"Mommy, where's daddy and Ax?" Ivy curiously asked looking around and not seeing her father and brother anywhere in sight.

"Oh, they left out early. Axel wants daddy to teach him how to play soccer. And I think they were going to do something else but I don't remember. I was half asleep when he told me and they left out super early this morning."

This led to your oldest letting out a huff and rolling her eyes.

"Ivy May, what's the attitude for?" She didn’t give you an answer, but Autumn did.

"Did he forget he's our daddy too?" Autumn asked while finally starting to eat her waffles.

"Autumn, don't talk with a mouth full of food and what in the world would make you think that?"

"All he's been doing is spending time with Axel!" Ivy exclaimed while pouting and you could see her eyes brimming with tears. She was taking it the hardest because she was a daddy's girl up and down and would constantly want to be around him.

"Ivy…."

"No, mommy. He has! And we miss him and it's not fair."

"Well, you have to tell him that, bub. Daddy isn't a mind reader. But he loves all three of you equally and doesn’t want any of you to feel left out." You said while coming to sit next to her and you promptly pulled her onto your lap and kissed her cheek while also wiping the tears that had fallen.

“He loves Axel more, clearly.” You heard Autumn mutter and you eyed her.

“Autumn Danielle, you know better than to ever say that.”

“Sorry, mommy.” She quietly said while taking a sip of her orange juice.

"But he knows better, mommy." Ivy said clearly upset and started to cry even more.

"He's a man, baby. Men are slow. Don't tell your daddy I said that either, especially you Autumn."

"Uncle Urby said that daddy would lose his head if it wasn't attached and that he would be in trouble if he wasn't married to you."

"And he told no lies."

Just then you heard the front door open and in walked your husband and middle child. Jack greeted Autumn who promptly wiped the kiss that he gave her off and looked over to see Ivy crying and was confused at the sight in front of him.

“What? What’s going on?”

All Ivy did was hold onto you tighter and turned away from Jack when he tried to take her. He was obviously hurt by it and looked at you for an explanation. All you did was mouth ‘I’ll tell you later’ to him.

“Ax, did you have fun with daddy?” You asked and he quickly nodded and he came over to you and you leaned down to kiss the top of his curly hair that resembled your husband’s.

“Yes, Uncle Urby came too.”

“Wait! So you got to spend time with daddy and Uncle Urby?!” Autumn exclaimed while looking at her older brother who came to sit next to her.

“Mm hmm, and they’re going to take me to the Celtics game next week too. Daddy said that we’re going to sit in the front.”

“Um, mommy can I be excused please? I’m finished with my food.” Autumn asked and all you did was nod as she pushed herself away from the table and hopped down and walked out the kitchen.

“Ivy, are you ready to finish eating? I have to fix some for daddy and Axel too.” You looked down to ask her and she simply nodded.

You placed her back in the chair that she had originally been sitting in and she slowly picked up her fork and began eating.

“Ivy, are you okay?” Axel asked her, seeing that his big sister was crying and all she did was nod.

“I’m okay Ax.” He quickly got a napkin to dab at her face and all she did was smile at him.

“Ax, do you want the same thing that your sisters ate?” You asked while going over to the fridge and getting out ingredients.

“Mommy, can I have pancakes instead, please?”

“Of course you can. Babe? What did you want?”

“You, but waffles are fine.”

“Jackman, cut it out.” You said before laughing and all he did was lean down to kiss you.

Jack threw a strawberry in his mouth that you had left out on the counter for him and Axel before coming over to you at the stove and throwing up his hands in confusion.

All you did was motion for him to lean down so you could whisper in his ear.

“The girls are jealous that you’ve been spending so much time with Ax and Autumn even said did he forget that he’s our daddy too? Ivy was more upset than she was and started crying.”

“What?!”

“Jack…. You need to tell your girls they’re just as important as he is. Yes, I told them but they need to hear it from you. They just miss you, that’s all. I know you’ve been really busy but….”

“I didn’t even realize.”

“And that’s what I told them. I said that they need to tell you how they’re feeling.”

“After me and Ax eat, I’ll do it.”

You simply nodded and glanced over at Ivy who was almost finished and sighed.

—

“Wait, should we ask daddy?” Autumn asked her older sister as the two of them wanted to go swimming in the pool in the backyard and knew that they needed permission and one of you out there with them in order for them to do so.

“No, he’s just Axel’s dad now.” Ivy answered and knew Axel was sleeping and that Jack was busy talking to Uncle Clay on the phone.

“But daddy usually sets this up for us and mommy isn’t here. We need help. We can’t get in by ourselves. I don’t wanna get in no trouble.”

Both of them were caught red handed by Jack who had been looking all over the house for the two of them seeing as he left them in their playroom, but now they were in the backyard with their bathing suits on and swim caps about to get in the pool without supervision.

“We know how to swim, Autumn. Come on.”

“Not as good as mommy and daddy do!”

“IVY MAY AND AUTUMN DANIELLE!” The two looked over toward Jack with terrified looks on their faces.

“DADDY, IT WAS ALL IVY’S IDEA! I TOLD HER TO WAIT FOR YOU TO GET OFF THE PHONE WITH UNCLE CLAY!”

“SNITCH!”

“Get over here, you two. NOW.”

You had just gotten back in the house and heard Jack’s voice and followed it to see him reprimanding your two girls.

“What do me and mommy always tell you two? If you want to get in the pool ask us first! You know you aren’t allowed to be out here by yourselves. And Ivy, do not call your sister a snitch.”

“But she is!”

“IVY!”

“She also said that you’re only Axel’s dad now and not ours.”

“Last time I checked my name was on all three of your birth certificates so try again. Now, Ivy, what is going on?”

“You’ve been spending so much time with Axel that I thought you were starting to forget about me and Autumn.” She said while pouting and starting to cry.

All Jack did was sit in between both of them and sigh.

“I could never forget about my two favorite girls.”

“You have three favorite girls. You need to include mommy too.” Autumn added while looking up at him.

“True, my three favorite girls. Just because I spend time with Axel, doesn’t mean that I love you two any less. He just wanted me to teach him how to play soccer so that’s what we’ve been doing lately. I can teach you two if you want, but I remember Ivy turning up her nose and Autumn you said ‘absolutely not’ when I asked you if you wanted to learn.”

“We want to be dancers like mommy.”

“And that’s fine, but if you two change your mind, I’m never going to say no. I love all three of you equally and that’s never going to change.”

“Promise, daddy?” Ivy asked while looking up at him.

“I promise. Now what can I do to make up for this?”

All Ivy and Autumn did was look at each other and smirk.

“We want a daddy daughter day while mommy and Ax have a day.”

“Consider it done.”

“And, we want Birkins. Each of us.”

All you did was stifle a laugh which alerted them to your presence and Jack looked over at you in disbelief.

“BIRKINS? YOU… YOU’RE BOTH FOUR! WHAT DO YOU NEED WITH A BIRKIN?!”

“You get them for mommy when she’s mad at you and we were mad at you too so it’s only right.”

All Jack did was sigh as you nodded towards your girls, your approval of how they handled the situation and they smiled at you in return.

“Mommy told you to tell me that, didn't she?” Jack asked the two of them and they immediately shook their heads no.

“No, Grandma did.”

“You two are definitely your mother’s children.”

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lvrb0ts · 29 days

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Playing rough🪵

!!NOT MY GIF!!

relationship: Sam Winchester and F!Reader

content warnings: choking kink, ageplay(?), smut, kinky cuffs, oral (M receiving), maybe more.

word count: 1.7k

Summary: Sam's version of "Do you want me to do it properly?" by @octoberclidan , but with extra spice??

DT: @samwsundercoverlover

After a nest of vamps nearly killed me and poor Sam had to save me while Dean waited in the car for us, I just wanted to roll in embarrassment's grave We get back in the car, and seeing Dean sleeping peacefully, me and Sam both decide to spare him the details, not beat for his mouth. So Sam starts up the car and asks, "How's your head?" He drives onto the rumbled road. The sounds of Dean's snores are the only thing making this silence just as awkward. "Barely making up brain cells, thanks." He chuckles and quickly glances at you, then back at the road. "Anytime. Just don't get yourself killed next time." I mumble at his words in annoyance, but I continue to watch the roads pass by. Once I get home, I flop on the couch and sigh, going to grab the remote to watch some TV while Dean showers, but swiftly, I feel Sam yank it out of my hand. "Dude! The fuck?!" I exclaimed, confused, "Tonight's my night for movie night, remember?" That smug look on his face makes me want to wipe it clean off. "Fuck off!" I yank it back, and he looks annoyed, quickly trying to reach over for it by climbing onto me on this small ass couch. "SAM! Get off of me! YO-YOU'RE TOO HEAVY!" I grunt, holding the remote out of reach. Just then, I feel him press his forearm on my neck, choking me. I gasp for air, but he pushes harder, trying to get the remote controller, unaware of his damage. "Sa-sa-sam, Y-yo-.." I try to yell out, but his forearm pinning me down leaves me out of breath. "Shit!" He blurts and pulls away immediately, allowing me to gasp for air. I take a few deep breaths and moan out a bit from the pain and somewhat pleasure he brought to my neck. I quickly stiffen as I notice the moan I let out, but he just stares, concerned. "Did he hear it? Was that loud? Why did I moan?" my brain asks every 5 seconds. "I didn't realize i–." "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He kneels beside me, but all I can think about is whether he acknowledges that stupid noise I made. "I'm fine, Sam. Thanks." He nods, and I shamefully walk off. "Y/n," he calls out. "Y-yeah?" I turn around, still rubbing my neck. "Did you like it?" he asks, causing my eyebrows to furrow. "Li-like? Like what?" "Li-like the choking thing." He looks dead serious, but I laugh, still thinking he's unserious, and then a chill down my spine to my core stops the laughter. "I mean, from that moan you led out, it sounded like you liked it, and I know when a woman likes something, sweetheart," he whispers hoarsely, slowly walking up to me. His height against mine is making me feel a knot in my stomach tighten. "I know how to do it right. Just for you." The wetness he causes to ooze from my folds dampens the fabric of my panties, making my sensitive nub grow needy. "Sam, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to——" He cuts me off with a swift grip on my neck, making me look up at him he then says, "Shhh..be a good girl and listen very carefully to my next set of rules." I'm so taken aback by his sudden change—the feeling of heat rippling down my body into my stomach and out of my pulsing clit. I give him a nod before deciding to ask, "What about Dean?" He smirks and shakes his head, still gripping my neck. "Don't worry about him. He's not our current concern."

He reassures, now kissing the nape.

of my neck, his grip is stronger now. "But he's just two doors away." I breathlessly whisper, and he gnarls along my ear. "I said. Don't. Worry. About. Him." He remarks, his voice fully hungry for lust. "Go into my bedroom, and there you'll find a pair of cuffs in my drawer. Set them close by, then slowly undress yourself..as slow as you possibly can.. deprive me." He whispers into my ear, placing soft kisses on the back of my ear, still gripping my neck—not too hard but not too gentle. "You will then sit in a W position and cuff those pretty little hands behind your back. I'll give you all ten minutes to yourself to get yourself cute and pretty. Need more time?" He asks at the end, but I just shake my head. "Go." I feel him spank my ass, causing me to have a pep in my step as he removes his grasp from my neck. I start to walk over to his room and do as he says. I never once dared to go through his stuff, but the minute I open his drawer, I see several extra-large golden packets. I push past them, pick up the black fuzzy cuffs, and blush at how they compliment the lace set I currently have on. I continue to climb on the bed, stripping my clothes one by one. I can hear his anticipation from all the way over here, causing my cheeks to bruise in blush. I sit in a W position and cuff myself with my arms behind my back. I give myself a moment to adjust as the lace on my panties rubs my clit I hitch my breath, trying not to lean on it, but it's like this was intentional. Sam's heavy footsteps approach the door, and without warning, he opens the door. "That's my good girl." I feel him grab my chin to look up at him, softly brushing my tongue with his thumb. "You're so gorgeous."

I feel my body shrivel in lust. He then pinches my buds through my bra and says, "Look at me." I look down at him, feeling my cunt get soaked by the second. He sucks on one bud, twirling the other with his free hand. I moan out loud, feeling pulses down my wet clit. "S-sam!" I cry out, and he covers my mouth. "Shhh..shhh..princess." He shushes me and sinks his hands into my panties. He grunts as he feels my slick pussy, and his middle and ring fingers rub my quivering nub.

"Fuck!" I muffle out; that shit-eating grin he has almost ruins me. "Awww, how cute! The way your body purrs for me, sweetheart, it's beautiful." I feel him uncuff me; subsequently, he hums into my ear, slowly lowering me on my back. Sam's tongue slithers from my ear to my neck all the way down to my pussy, wrapping his lips around my quaking nub and sucking it slightly, causing a loud moan. "Oh my god," he groans. I feel his fingers seep deep into me, making me arch my back with the continuous curls he makes and his continuous sucking on my vibrating nub. "You're so fucking tight, sweetheart." His words make my walls clamp around his fingers tighter and tighter. He moves up to his full height and points in front of him, and I immediately go to the edge of the bed where he is pointing. "What a good girl, already knowing her place." Sam pets the top of my head, causing a small blush to appear on my cheeks. I see him gesture to his belt, and I nod now undoing while on my knees. He leans over and gives my ass a good spanking, leaving a nice cherry-tinted blush on my ass. Once I unfinished his belt, Sam pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them, depriving me of being able to stroke his semi-hard cock. He pulls it out and opens my mouth with his thumb. "I just want to take it all in. Please, Sam." I beg; I seem pathetic. "Hush and wait. The more you beg, the less dick you'll get. Understood?" I nod, but he yanks my neck, gripping it. "Use your words." "Understood, sir." Sam growls at the nickname. "Atta girl." He continues to tap his curved tip on my tongue, holding my head as if I were just a toy. He grunts, closing his eyes, making such a hot O face now getting rough with it, and fully inserting his curved length into my mouth. I gag, but take it all up to his base, and Sam holds it there for a few seconds before pulling it out. "Such a trained little girl. Who taught my little girl how to take cock like this?" He smacks my cheek, demanding answers. Before I could give an answer, he set a command. "Do me a favour; breathe in." I do as such, and he immediately shoves his cock into my throat, depriving me of oxygen and making my spit dribble between my still very perky tits. Sam holds my head, pushing his hard and curved dick pass my breaking point. It hurts, but fuck, I love it. He finally pulls away, and I spit out his precum, my mascara now sweating off. "That's exactly how Daddy loves seeing his little princess. A fucking hot mess. You're so small. That throat is so tiny." He continues these motions, but now grips my throat until he reaches his high. He stops just then before he nuts and decides to sit me on his face, uncuffing me to stroke his girth. "Hands are so small they can barely wrap around my dick. God, I love you." He sounds breathless. Sam laps my cunt as I now stroke his dick whilst shamelessly riding his face to my end, I'm barely able to do much due to my trembling. I feel the knot in my stomach get loose, and he wraps his forearm around my stomach, pinning me down on his face. Swirling my clit with the glory of a tongue. Sam finishes, but I don't pay much mind as I start to feel my stomach come undone. " I came down from my high after a while; everything sounded muffled, and I saw blur, but I turned to the left and saw Sam cuddling me, brushing my hair while I rested on his chest. "There she is." He smiles. "Did I wear you out too much, little one?" "A bit." I give a cockdrunk smile, and he kisses my forehead. "So, what does this make us?" I ask nervously. "What do you want this to be, sweetheart?" He continues to kiss my face, slowly creeping down to my collarbone. "I want to be more than friends." "Then it's settled, princess." Sam blushed and petted me, settling me to sleep.

A/N: didnt proofread this.. sooooo enjoy <3

#jared padalecki #spn #supernatural #sam winchester smut #sam winchester #smut #reblog

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guardian5tiger3 · 11 months

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Tarot & intuitive messages from spirit.

What did /do your dream(s) mean? .

Options

2. 3.

Option 1

So your dreams come off pretty fantasy like , not as based in this reality and it's probably just cause that's what you're soul is craving right now. That's super dope. I thought of dragon tales that old kids show for some reason but I can see how for someone that energy matches. So you really look at dreaming time as an opportunity to be free. But I think whatever goes on in your dreams it is real dimensions you're in. I see you seriously visiting aliens and people you want to see in your waking hours. You might fight some people sometimes. All of this just seems like you're doing things that you desire to do when you're awake so you're kind of just being more free and adventurous when you are in the sleeping state. If any of you are having nightmares it is symbolic of something you're trying to resist. But I'm not even sure if you guys remember your dreams or the ones I just read about lol. Super dope though. Like really .aliens. Damn.

Option 2

Okay the energy I'm getting so far is kind of off...you guys if the dreams are bad or good are doing a lot of healing work in your dreams ,mostly for yourself. You guys really seem like you're having nightmares or just offputting dreams like weird or creepy almost. But a lot of this is sort of like a blessing in disguise cause somehow you're using it to your advantage to heal , like I said. I think your subconscious mind uses your dreams to confront fears so it's easier on you whatever you may be scared of in your waking reality.

It seems like you guys are healers and or super deep individuals and I think the dreams you're having are making you feel significantly better and come off that way to others because of the healing you're doing in your sleep. ⭐awesome you guys. Proud of y'all.💗

Option 3

At the end of this guess what song came on the radio‼️dream on by Aerosmith. Please go listen to it.

Seems like you're dreaming of things that are helping you cope with your reality when you're awake. You might be dreaming of someone you know in this reality. It kind of seems like a crush of yours for some of you I'm sure it is or it is a desirable version of someone that was or is in your life. I'm being guided to suggest that you guys look into other readings you guys also feel free to request one from me you can message me if you want or you can also make an ask anonymous . I think spirit wants to tell you a lot bout other subjects. Spirit loves you guys so much it seems like some of you are really fighting and the song that just came on I'm just getting that they really want you to go within your heart and soul because that's where your paradise lies and I can't even explain this energy almost but it reminds me of my younger self. Not that much younger like me my whole life and I just had a breakthrough onto better things about a year ago. You are a sweet beautiful warrior soul and you don't have any clue how loved you are. I'm getting teary eyed. You guys seriously message me and I will give you a reading any one you want or general.

This isn't gonna resonate with everybody , but the next song that came on the radio is called heart and soul by t'pau.

One love 💛

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wen-kexing-apologist · 4 months

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Top 5 Emotional Outbursts

See if no one else on this website has my back, I know Ben has my back because he is giving me a chance to talk about my boy Patts once more

TOP 5 EMOTIONAL OUTBURSTS OF 2023

Patts, La Pluie

gif by the beautiful, marvelous @liyazaki

Episode 10 was just an absolute masterclass in emotional outbursts. The fight between Lomfon and Patts, then Patts and Tai, then Lomfon and Tien, then Patts and Tai again. Like goddamn, finally thank fuck, Patts is able to let out years worth of frustration and pain at Tai's silence was just so beautiful, and cathartic, and necessary. What an absolutely incredible moment to not only witness but experience. Patts has been so kind, so patient, so forgiving, and it was time for all the pain that he's been letting simmer for two years out. Good! For! Him!

Uea and His Bio Family, Bed Friend

There are few characters in this world I hate more than Uea's mother, and it was so so so so so so wonderful to see Uea finally give her a piece of his mind. I am so proud of him for speaking his mind, standing his ground, and getting the ever living fuck out of his bio family's house. Too personal, sorry, but this fight hit especially well for me because I too have had a parent say they'd live perfectly happily without me, and it was great vindication of my reaction to that to see Uea GTFO immediately after.

Secondarily, James' sobbing screams at the beginning of episode 4 and in the flashback of him getting dragged in to the bathroom when he was an adult have never left my brain. James absolutely crushed those scenes and this was going to be my Bed Friend pick before I remembered this fight exists.

Jim and Li Ming // Heart and His Parents, Moonlight Chicken

I don't think I am exaggerating when I say that Jim and Li Ming's relationship dynamics is one of my favorite of all time. Aof is such an incredible screenwriter/director and I feel like he's able to make such realistic depictions of families in all their complicated glory. The screaming match between Jim and Li Ming is SO good, and really is what solidified my appreciation for Fourth's acting skills because there was a fucking storm cloud on his brow. Happy fucking birthday to you Uncle Jim I guess. Poor fucker.

And then of course, one of the first ever posts I made in the BL Sphere of tumblr was a full essay on Heart's confrontation which I loved so motherfucking much. Once again a much needed fight with lots of interesting, complicated emotions flying around the room.

Kiyoi and Hira, Utsukushii Kare Season 2

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"I'm sorry that I like you" one of the best moments of the year for me by far. This fight between Kiyoi and Hira was desperately, and I mean desperately needed. I know changing will be a slow process for the two of them, and even in Eternal they are no where near where they need to be, but Hira needs/needed to cut this Pebble to a God bullshit out and I am so glad that Kiyoi was able to call him on it. Also from a performance standpoint, Yagi Yusei had his work cut out for him as a scene partner to Hagiwara who absolutely bodied his role as Hira. In season one Yagi did not need to do all that much for his performance because we didn't know as much about Kiyoi until closer to the end, but that cannot be the case for Season 2 and Yagi knocked it out of the motherfucking park.

Sunshine and Q, 7 Days Before Valentine

Okay, almost positive this isn't a BL but I love when people structure TV shows like stage plays, and there was a fight between Sunshine and Q in like Episode 4 or 5 where they were shouting over each other and it just felt so real and the dead silence that hit the room when Q said something that struck a chord with Sunshine was expertly handled, and some of the best work I've seen out of Atom the whole show. I don't think anyone gifed it so I can't put the scene in, but I think you talked about it in your Stray Thoughts @bengiyo

And just cause I wanna, the Top 5 Emotional Outbursts of the pre-2023 shows I watched this year:

In and Wang's fight in 180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us, Ep 8

Gav sobbing about his aunt in Gameboys (the movie, i think?)

Pran sobbing in to Pat's shoulder in Bad Buddy, Ep 10

Tarn's fight with Teh in I Told Sunset About You, Ep 4 (shout out to Smile there because I still cannot believe it was the first thing she filmed on set)

Shiro being terrified Kenji was dying and Kenji being worried Shiro was dying and the resulting clownery from them blurting that out in What Did You Eat Yesterday? I think it was the New Year's special.

ASK ME MY TOP 5 OF ANYTHING BL 2023

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fleet-of-fiction · 5 months

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My Truth

Allow me to introduce myself. Hi...

My name is Lucie. You might remember me from my old blog, lightmylove-gvf. It started out as a really fun, wholesome space. Full of love and laughter. I shared pictures and gif sets and works of fiction. Made so many wonderful connections with many different people. It really was a wonderful place to be. Until it wasn't. And although I've tried my best to step away from certain controversies, it seems that people still have an issue with me and still have my name in their mouth. So I'd like to take this opportunity to set the record straight. Maybe move past some untruths and you can all make informed decisions on whether you'd like to continue following me here on my current blog. Which is also a place of peace and love, I might add. And always has been.

Anyway, read on if you'd like. And if not, that's ok too.

I think it's fair to say that I've always been one of the more "controversial" writers around here. I have never shied away from difficult storytelling, and I never will. But what started out as a completely separate issue quickly snowballed into what could only be described as a personal vendetta.

I'm happy to discuss anything within my writing that might be of issue to a reader. A particular blog took offence to a scene I had written in a chapter of my fic, Backstage. I happened to disagree with this blog, and I tried my best to let them know whilst I understood their stance I did not agree with their point of view. I took this opinion to a discord server I was part of along with several other blogs here to see if they could shed more light on the issue.

The scene in question involved a fictionalised version of Josh and the reader in bed. They had gone to bed together with the full narrative of the reader known. How she was in love with him and wanted nothing more than to make love with him. They had been growing close. And Josh began to touch reader as they slept side by side. We get an insight into the readers thoughts during this moment, and they are very much with consent and enjoying the experience. It's meant to be a nod to what is to come. That their bodies are in tune with each other, even if their words are yet to speak of it. I think a lot of experiences in life play out like that. Where we don't always know what to say, but find ourselves in situations where our bodies can do the talking. Anyway, I digress...

There was a lot of opinions flying around in the server. Some were in favour of my opinion, others opposed it and were in favour of the anon who had sent me alot of hateful messages regarding their view that this scene was nothing more than sexual harassment. I explained in the server that I myself had been the victim of sexual assault/harassment. That I knew what it felt like to get into bed with someone I thought that I could trust only to have them break that trust in the most heinous way. I tried to explain that I didn't think this particular scene was that.

One sentence that I said was screenshotted and shared around with absolutely zero context to it and nothing of the rest of the conversation added to the screenshot. Just one sentence that I'd said which pertained to saying that I agreed that people should be able to get in bed with others and have full rights to their own bodies. I was AGREEING with that. It's there in black and white. But the narrative was skewed by people who didn't want to understand me. I tried to explain about how my personal experiences often lied within power imbalances when it came to things like S/H. But in the end, they gave me no chance to explain myself properly. They didn't want to. They'd seen and heard enough and made up their mind.

But it didn't stop there. People who I thought were my friends blocked me. Told me I was disgusting. Told me I was playing the victim. Because I didn't issue a grovelling apology. But how could I? I wasn't sorry. I hadn't done anything wrong. I'd poured my heart out to them about my trauma and abuse and how in my own experience I didn't view it as the same as what I'd written. I'd put trigger warnings. I'd made sure people had the right to information before proceeding!

I had blogs who had never interacted with me block me. Call me disgusting. Tell me fuck myself. I had anons telling me to kill myself. Anons telling me that I was a rapist and...for some reason...a peadophile sympathiser? I didn't deserve that. Nobody deserves that. I literally wrote two consenting adults touching each other in a bed they'd both gotten into...consentingly.... with very obvious (although unspoken at that point) feelings for each other. But now, that wasn't the issue. The issue was my own personal feelings on sexual harassment.

I'm the first to admit that I am perhaps not an easily digestable person to some. But I know that I am kind. I know that I have spent hours proof reading and editing fics for other writers on here because they asked for my help. I've supported people though personal issues, and I've championed the work of other writers because I truly believed that this space was a wonderful space for creativity. I still do, to some degree. I am not perfect, and I know that sometimes I can be a little head strong when it comes to protecting people's rights to free speech. I understand that I'm not palatable as a person to people who don't agree that the freedom to write should come with the freedom to write anything.

To those of you who never ever spoke to me and are still sharing things about me with the hash tag #fuck you lucie.... to you I say why have you jumped on that bandwagon? You do not know me. You know only what you've heard from people who were intent on pushing a narrative that was their own. Not mine. You don't know that these people were once my friends. And they shared my work and enjoyed it as I enjoyed theirs. They told me things about themselves and I was happy to know them. These people who then decided I was a terrible human being. Based on one thing I said that was taken completely out of context. It's almost as if they have shared it so many times now with their own backstory that it's a canon truth. I'm the worst human to ever walk the earth. Forget about all the good things I did for you. I'm scum.

If you're still reading this, you're probably thinking boo hoo what a victim complex. Maybe you're right. Maybe I do have a victim complex. Like everyone else here I have mental health problems and I'm on the spectrum. I have trauma. As part of my adhd I have rejection sensitivity which means when I'm cornered I tend to fight back with justifications as to why I behaved the way I did. I guess that's what I'm doing now. Trying to explain myself. Again. Although what good it'll do, I dont know. And I think right now, it no longer matters.

And yet I still see that I'm being talked about. I'm still getting accused of sending anons to other blogs when I was literally just existing here in my peaceful little corner, everyone who had ever taken issue with me blocked or unfollowed. I didn't know what was going on over there, I was trying to just enjoy reading and writing. My anxiety could never cope with sending a hateful anon, I know there's ways of finding out where they come from and revealing the blogs who send them and it's like that story we're all told about peeing in the pool and turning the water a different colour. I don't fuck with that shit.

If, for any particular reason, I've ever hurt anyone here to them I do issue a heartfelt apology because it has never been and never will be my intention. I said some awful things in the heat of the moment when I was receiving alot of hate and death threats regarding the AI edit a friend of mine made with audio from one of my fics. I was under so much pressure. I wanted it all to just stop. I just wanted everyone to be able to enjoy whatever made them happy. I am sorry for the things I said during that time. Im a human being. I am flawed. However..

I do not believe that people lose their rights to their body the minute they climb into bed with someone. And that's precisely what I say in the infamous screenshot. I just hope for anyone who has seen it that they now understand that it was said with love and understanding and support. I would never disregard anyones trauma or triggers. Never. And that is why I believe in giving people all the information they require before consuming media and art.

With all this said, I sincerely hope that it's clear that all I want to do is write. It's all ive ever done and all I will ever really be any good at doing. I'm proud of the fics I've put out here on my old blog and this one too. I don't care about how many notes they get, just that one or two people read it and enjoy it. And I hope you all know that I'm a nice person, too. So are a lot of blogs who have been villainised recently. This witch hunt has got to stop. We have got to start listening to each other with peace and understanding and not jump to conclusions. Not make people out to be something they simply aren't.

I want to curate a loving space here. A safe and nurturing space for anyone to feel free within. I want people to know they can jump in my asks and know that I will love them. I want everyone, of every race and every gender and ever creed of this world to know they are welcome and accepted here. Like a wise man that we all know and love once said. I'm not the person they say I am. I never was. And I think some of them know that. It is my greatest hope that any of you who wish to stick around get to know me for yourselves.

It is my greatest wish that those blogs who are still spouting hate about me really grow and heal. Or even better, pop on over and get to know me? I think it's important to understand why you might hate someone and not just from unreliable sources. If you think that I am some sort of s/a supporter who revels in writing that sort of thing then I'd be glad to dispel that myth.

I'm not going to speak on this again because I feel that I've moved on. This blog is my creative outlet and always will be. And as I've stated above its a safe and loving space for all. I'm reclaiming the fun. And hopefully some of you will stick around for it. And if not, I bid you a farewell. With nothing but love in my heart.

#my truth #im not who you think i am #love #support #truth #an open letter #i hope this helps

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zablife · 1 year

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Hi. I'm wondering if your gif imagines are still open. If so, may I request something cute and fluffy with this gif??:

Because I just got into the fandom and am DESPERATE for fics! Thanks in advance! :)

Hi Jessyca, tysm for the GIF ask! Below you'll find the short blurb I wrote for it. Welcome to the Peaky fandom! If you'd like some additional reading, here's a link to my Masterlist (I write for most characters) and a link to my Rec List for my fave content creators. Enjoy!

Takes One to Know One

You closed your eyes as you attempted to regulate your labored breathing to sound of the steady ragtime music. Placing your hand to your chest, you grasped for the weight of the stolen necklace at your throat, repeating the lie your aunt had rehearsed with you if someone should stop you. I'm Lady Sarah of Connemara, you whispered confidently. By the time anyone realized Lady Sarah didn't exist, you would be long gone. If you could find your way out that was.

The ballroom had grown increasingly crowded and you couldn't be sure of the way you had entered. As you tried in vain to find the exit, an irate looking older man surveyed the crowd and you recognized him instantly as the companion of the woman you'd robbed. You needed cover fast.

Glancing around quickly, you picked the first person you could find. "Dance with me," you insisted, grabbing an unsuspecting man by the arm and dragging him toward the dance floor. A look of confusion swept over his face, but you missed it as you glanced over your shoulder to see if you were still being followed.

You raced to join the throng of people circulating around the floor, packed tightly enough to conceal you. As you pushed your way to the center, your bodies collided with another couple who jeered at you as you passed. Your dance partner apologized briefly before turning to face you, his blue eyes wide as you stepped close to him and pulled his arm to your waist.

"Aren't you going to tell me your name?" he asked with an amused smile.

"Sarah," you replied distractedly, peering over his shoulder. "Lady Sarah....of Connemara," you corrected yourself, nearly forgetting your title. Bringing your full attention back to him, you quickly recovered with a dazzling smile.

"I'm Tommy," he said, eyes dropping to the precious gems at your throat. "That's a very pretty necklace, Lady Sarah," he complimented you.

"Thank you, it's, erm...a family heirloom," you lied, pleased to note you were quickly being carried away from where you started.

As you danced you noted how he carefully moved in time to the music, conversation scarce as he concentrated on the steps of the fox trot. You smiled at his genuine attempt to impress you and as you watched him, you realized he didn't seem as though he belonged there either. His suit was clean and pressed, but it wasn't the finest material available and his haircut was decidedly lower class.

However, you found yourself staring at his chiseled cheekbones and bright eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled. He must have felt the attraction as well, smirking at you knowingly with a hint of mischief in his eye. You giggled as he pressed a hand to your back, spinning you in the direction of the exit.

Despite the fun you were having flirting, you remembered you had a car waiting. Keeping your eye fixed on the door at each turn, you bided your time before dropping Tommy's hand suddenly. Thanking him for the dance, you turned to leave, only to feel him grasp your wrist, pulling you back to him.

Tommy's lips brushed your ear gently, hot breath ghosting over the side of your face as he whispered, "I won't tell anyone about the stolen necklace if you give me your telephone number."

You looked back at him slowly, paralyzed with shock. "I don't know what you mean," you said shaking your head.

A smug grin painted his handsome features as he cocked an eyebrow at you. "You're a thief, love, and not a very good one."

Your mouth dropped open at the accusation, mostly because he'd guessed correctly when you thought you'd done a fairly good job fooling everyone around you. "How did you know?" you asked with a gulp.

"Takes one to know one, I reckon," he said. "Now about that number?"

#zablife ask box #Peaky Blinders fanfic #Peaky Blinders imagine #Tommy Shelby fanfic #Tommy Shelby imagine #Tommy Shelby #Tommy Shelby x you #Tommy Shelby x y/n #Tommy Shelby x reader

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plentyoffandoms · 7 months

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Red (Part 13)

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

wearer is willing to perform a lap dance

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st photo found on google. 2nd photo Instagram. 3rd photo, Sheins website. 1st gif, found online.

Also, the photo is just to show the outfit, not what I am picturing the reader to look like. Please imagine your gorgeous self in one of these dresses or even in a dress you may want to wear for this event.

YN'S POV:

Gwi-nam dropped me off a block from my house. My parents were setting the table when I walked through the front door

"How was Sun-Hee's?" My mother asked me with a kind smile on her face.

"It was good. Got a lot of studying done." I lied. I felt guilt come over me as I looked at them.

I never really lied to them. I mean, small ones here and there, but not like this. I never sneaked a boy over or snuck around behind their backs like this.

I have to end this with Gwi-nam before I completely ruin my relationship with my parents.

I faked being sick in the morning. It's not the greatest plan, but since I rarely ever do something like this, my parents let me stay home.

"One day won't hurt. Just have one of your friends bring over your homework." My Dad said to me as the two of them were rushing around trying to get ready for the day.

"Just in case you decide to go, I left a note for you on the kitchen counter." My Mom told me.

"Remember we won't be home for dinner, but I left food in the fridge for you." My Mom said to me.

"Why aren't you home?" I was trying to rack my brain.

"My firm is getting ready for the big dinner with some big shot clients this weekend, and I have to stay to help plan our presentation." I looked between my parents.

"Then why isn't Dad home?"

"I am going to stay at work a bit longer and then meet up with your Mom for dinner."

"Oh." Was all I said. The two of them left, and I was finally alone. I felt tired and I knew it was best if I just went to sleep.

Which did not come easily to me. I was tossing and turning, trying to figure out how to tell Gwi-nam that whatever this is, is over.

Speaking of Gwi-nam, I had text after text coming in.

Are you coming in?

Why are you ignoring me?

Come on, babygirl, I need to see your pretty face.

Remember last night when I went down on you. Fuck, I am getting hard just thinking about it.

The last one had me closing my eyes, remembering how it felt with him between my legs, his mouth, and fingers, making me cry out his name as he made me cum.

Staying home isn't going to keep me from him because I know he will just show up at my door, demanding to be let in.

So I texted my parents to say that I am feeling better and got ready for school. I grabbed the note from the kitchen counter.

To my suprise, well, not really, there was Gwi-nam getting out of his car. "What are you doing here?"

"Can I not see what is wrong with my girl?" My heart fluttered when he called me his girl.

"And you were ignoring my text messages, so I figured I would see what the hell was going on." There it is.

"I wasn't ignoring your messages. I woke up not feeling well, so I was sleeping." I told him as he got close to me.

He looked me up and down with one eyebrow raised, and I knew be didn't believe me.

"Okay, well, let's get you to school then, huh." He smiled. He actually smiled. It wasn't a smirk or a scowl, but an honest to goodness smile.

Here it goes, "I think I will walk to school." The smile disappeared.

"Get in the car, YN." I shook my head no.

"I don't think we should see each other anymore."

"Now be reasonable and get in the fucking car, and we can talk about this like adults."

"I have made up my mind, Gwi-nam."

"Get in the car."

"No."

"Fine, don't get in the car, but just so you know, we are not over." He was now standing so close, I could feel his breath on my face, and I could smell his cologne.

"You still have four of those bracelets, and trust me, we are going to finish them." I watched as he stomped to his car, get in and drive away.

I took a few deep breaths and contemplated turning around and walking back into my house, but I knew that I had to do this.

I have no idea what the hell he is going to do to get back at me, but I can't hide from him.

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Each and every day, I waited for him to do something. Share the photos from when he came all over my face or the video from when he went down on me.

Or turn people against me or have his group of friends bully me, but he did none of that.

But I knew he was up to something as I could still feel his eyes on me whenever we were in the same room.

I found notes in my locker saying all the nasty, filthy shit that he is going to do to me. How he is going to fuck me so hard that I will lose my voice from screaming his name.

That he is going to fuck me until I pass out, but he will continue to fuck me through it. That he is going to cum inside of me with no condom and watch his spend leak from my abused holes.

I kept those notes hidden away from any prying eyes, but the last note, well, the last note had me confused as I read it after school on Friday.

I will be seeing you tomorrow.

I tried to think about what is tomorrow, but I couldn't think of anything. There is my parent's dinner tomorrow, but usually I don't go to those things.

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"YN, you and I must go shopping tomorrow morning." My Mom said once she saw me.

"Why? I thought you already had your outfit for your dinner."

"I do, but our client asked us to bring you. He heard we had a daughter around his son's age and suggested we bring you."

"Okay, and who is the client?"

"Yoon and Kangjeon Law Firm." I zoned out my mom after that. She was talking about how her firm needed the contract with this 'special' client. They are looking to build a new office and hear great things about my mom's architecture firm.

So this is what he meant when he said he would be seeing me tomorrow night. I text him the moment I could.

I hear I am having dinner with you. No funny business.

You hurt me, YN. I would never embarrass you in front of your father, your mother, and her coworkers.

I was going to type out a reply, but he beat me to it.

Now wear something pretty for me. You know I like red.

Fuck, I am screwed. I just know he is going to do something.

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I was so nervous. So very nervous as we followed the waiter to the room where the dinner was being held.

I smoothed down the front of my dress and I can't believe I actually made sure to pick out a dress in red.

Maybe if he sees me in this dress, he will behave himself.

But I saw him standing next to who only I could assume was his father, and I knew I was in trouble.

GWI-NAM'S POV

The moment I found out which firm my Dad's law firm was meeting tonight, I knew I had to weasel my way in.

It took a lot of begging on my end.

"Come on, Dad, you always say that you want me to follow in your steps. My grades have improved." Only because I am blackmailing the teachers as two of them are having an affair.

"I have stayed out of trouble." Not technically a lie, but I was preoccupied by someone, so I just stayed out of trouble.

"You are right. I think you are old enough and more mature to come to one of these dinners."

"Mrs LN has a daughter in my class. We are friends, and I know she was looking forward to meeting a real lawyer. Maybe you can convince her Mom to bring her."

My father just looked at me and probably was wondering if I was playing with him or something.

"I will see what I can do."

When he told me she was coming, I just smiled. There is no way she can ignore me now.

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I saw her before she saw me, and my mouth almost dropped when I saw her wearing that dress.

I had to remind myself that I was in a room filled people, but it became harder the closer she got to me.

The moment she was in front of me, I could hardly take my eyes off of her. I only came back down to earth when I heard my father say my name.

"This is my son Gwi-nam." I bowed my head slightly and shook their hands.

"I have seen you somewhere before." Mr LN said as he looked me up and down.

"This was the boy who drove me home from that party." YN said.

"What a kind boy you are to make sure our daughter got home that night." Mrs. LN said with a smile.

"Well, I couldn't let her walk home alone. What kind of gentleman would I be?" I said. I knew YN wanted to roll her eyes at me but she walked away, trailing behind her parents.

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It was hard to step away from my father, as he made sure I was there to watch him 'work'. I have no interest in this shit. I just needed an excuse to see YN. To get her to talk to me.

I made up some excuse to step away, and I looked all over for YN but to no luck. "If you are looking for my daughter, she is on the rooftop." I turned to look at Mr LN.

"Thank you, Sir." He took a step close to me, but I didn't step back.

"You seem like a nice young man, and my daughter could use someone like you in her life."

"I completely agree, Sir. We got into a slight argument earlier this week, and I just want to talk to her, for her to listen to my side."

"Well don't keep her waiting."

As I walked towards the stairs, all I could think about was how much of an idiot her father was.

I found her rooftop just like he said she would be. "You know being up here isn't safe."

"Why? Are you going to push me off?" She said back to me.

"What do you want Gwi-nam."

"For you to talk to me." I placed my arms around her waist, and she fought for only a few seconds, but she settled down.

"We were having so much fun." I whispered in her ear. I felt her body shiver, and I knew it wasn't from the night air.

"Didn't you like it when I made you feel good with my mouth and fingers." I started to kiss the side of her neck.

"You did." She leaned her head slightly.

"Then." Kiss. "Why." Kiss. "Did." Kiss. "We." Kiss. "Stop?" Kiss.

"I can't lie to my parents anymore." I stopped and pulled away and she turned to look at me.

"Just tell them that we are dating."

"But we aren't."

"No, but you and I can go out. No more lying to them."

"You can't go around seeing other girls."

Like I have been since her and I started this. "I won't."

I felt my phone vibrate, and it was a message from my father, dinner was being served.

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We sat next to one another and we talked but as the night went on, I could tell it was time for us to leave.

Not the adults but us.

"Here, take her to the movies or something." Her Dad tried to hand me money. "It is on me, Sir. I will have her home right after."

That gives me a couple of hours to do what I want to do.

The two of us left the restaurant, and I was driving towards my condo. She knew we weren't going to the movies.

"Won't your Dad be home soon?"

"Nah, after these dinners, he and a few of them hit the strippers."

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The two of us were in my room, music playing in the background as I had her laying on the bed, with me on my side, hovering over her. My hand spreading her thighs open, and then an idea hit me.

I snapped the red one and held it up to her.

"You want me to give you a lap dance? Really, Gwi-nam?"

"More than anything."

I changed the song and she stood in the middle of my room. "It is just us, YN. Just dance for me. I am sure you dance in your room." I know she does. I have seen her from the hidden camera I placed in her room.

She started off slow. Moving her hips back and forth, her hands rubbing up and down her body.

"Just like that baby. It is just you and me. Dance only for me." That seemed to give her the confidence boost.

She was on me, her back against my chest, grinding against my growing bulge. My own hands on her hips.

"The next time you are in this position, my dick will be in, stretching out that sweet little cunt." I growled out.

"Who says that will happen." She groaned. I turned her head to look at me. Her eyes were half closed and her pupils were dilated.

I kissed her hard. This was by no means a soft a kiss. All my pent up frustration from this week was behind this kiss.

"It will happen." She was still grinding against me. Never once stopping the lap dance.

"You want to know why?" I said to her as she turned her head to face forward. I moved my hand to the hem of her red dress and moved towards her center.

"Why?" She gasped as I moved her soaked panties to the side and slid two fingers in her wet pussy.

"Because you are mine."

Green (18+) Part 12 ♧ Glittery Green (18+) Part 14

Gwi-nam taglist: @thefrogqueen8 @leia2cool @skz-tua-txt-storytimes

#female reader #reader imagine #reader insert #aouad x reader #aouad imagines #aouad smut #aouad fic #yoon Gwi-nam x female #yoon gwi nam #yoon Gwi-nam imagine #yoon Gwi-nam x female reader #yoon Gwi-nam fic #yoon Gwi-nam fanfiction #all of us are dead #all of us are dead fanfic #all of us are dead fanfiction

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joshlmbrt · 8 days

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HEHE OMG WE CAN TALK ABOUT DANNY NOW OMG YAYY!!!

he's such a sweetheart :(( i cannot. BUT ALSO ALSO HE'S A BIG OL SCAREDY CAT he cannot watch scary movies!! he will cry!! scream at every jump scare!! cling onto u like a caterpillar forming a cocoon!! look anywhere but the tv!! like ughhh he's so cute. imagine takin him to the movie theater to see a scary movie nd u gotta leave early cuz it scared him 🙁 sshhh i don't know where i'm goin with this he's just my favoritest boy in the world

aw he’s definitely such a little baby when it comes to horror movies definitely. maybe not b-rated or ones that are lowkey?? i guess you can say because those aren’t as scary.

but a huge one that hits the box DEFINITELY!

(ohhh it’s ur gif too hehehehe)

“you - uh, you didn’t want to watch something else? like… i don’t know,” he thinks of a poster and immediately will ferrell comes to mind. “daddy’s home?” your lips pull into a pout. “no. this is what i’ve wanted to see for the past couple of weeks. don’t you remember the trailer for it?” he does. that’s exactly why he doesn’t want to watch it. he never does too well with horror movies and you usually don’t make him watch it, but you paid for the two tickets while he paid for the popcorn. “not-not really,” he lies. he decides, maybe, it won’t be too bad. “maybe i’ll enjoy it. sorry, babe.” your lips pull into a grin and you lean over, pressing a kiss to his cheek before leaning back into your seat. except, it was awful for him. the jumpscares - don’t get him started on when the grandmother runs under the house, screaming that seemed louder in the enclosed space, everything about the movie irked him. you never said anything when his hand found yours just after the credits rolled - poor guy put up a front with you. now he’s looking over his shoulder as you both walk out of the theater with a small group. “nothings back there, you know?” you tease, a small pull at your lip when he flinches at your words. “oh… yeah, i know that. i just thought i-“ ”saw someone?” you smirk softly. he nods, fumbling with his keys. you’ll definitely tease him about this later. (you walk around ‘asleep’ that night.)

you’re a menace to him. poor guy.

#dan cooper x reader #rory culkin x fem!reader #rory culkin x reader #cherry thoughts : ̗̀➛#artie 🐇#moots <333

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axailslink · 1 year

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can you do riri x reader where they go to mall and riri buys/ gifts the reader a promise ring

I love you baby

Riri Williams x poc FEM reader

Gif created by me @azailslink

Summary: "you got me a promise ring" she nods as she gently grabs your hand but all you can do is laugh "I'm sorry but that's some white people shit you couldn't have just you know promised me what you were going to promise me?'

Christmas. Riri loves this time of the year while you're not upset by it just not too fond of the constant shopping for people you don't really like to get gifts they might not like. "Babe you do know your mother is getting twenty dollars for Christmas?" You laugh at the random question "why is that?" She hums "well your mother is picky and she's not about to curse me out because I got her a carpet or something" you laugh and kiss her hand "I think we need to up it to forty dollars remember when she walked in on us?" Riri immediately closes her eyes "I don't want to relive that right now" you laugh "then she had the audacity to go 'Riri is the top!?' not only did we scar her we confused her....you give her twenty I buy her some bath and body works." She nods "okay I can deal with that."

She catches herself staring at you when you turn and stare back "I know I'm finer than wine but you ain't got to stare at something that's already yours" she immediately bursts into laughter "okay miss finer than wine how you getting your nails done?" You shrug and smile at her "does it really matter? As long as they look good around your neck I think they're fine." She looks you up and down and kisses your hand she glances at your third finger but quickly back up at you "I'll pay for your nails imma continue to do some shopping you smile and nod giving her a quick peck on her lips.

When you leave her side she takes a quick stride to the ring store and looks at the rings "I could buy her a ring pop and she'd love me forever... She's going to hate this." She talks to the woman behind the counter and she just smiles and explains that she already has a ring here waiting and the woman goes to look for it "Riri Williams right?" She glances over looking at the woman how the fuck she knows my name? "That's the name you gave me over the phone miss" oh she nods and her smile quickly returns to her face "yeah" she hands her a box and she smiles at it as she opens it. She could upgrade it when she decides to marry you but this was only one of the first rings she'd be gifting you. She decides to get you some Chinese food before walking to the nail shop inside the mall she overhears your all too recognizable voice "she's amazing I'm glad you asked she's a bit of a control freak but Mrs. Lin I think I love her." The woman filing your nail screeches "no way love her!?" You smile and nod "I couldn't ask for anyone better" you feel a kiss on your cheek causing you to jump "Riri you make her jump! You gone pay if I mess up!?" Mrs. Lin causes Riri to laugh "Mrs. Lin I'm paying anyways you know she boujee she doesn't pay for half of the things when she's with me I'm using all my work money." You laugh at the bold-faced lie she just said you're paying for most of everything while she's paying for your nails.

"Oh is that food?" she nods and Mrs. Lin looks over "so you buy no one else food?" Riri laughs and shrugs "I may have got you a little something Mrs. Lin" she digs through the bag and gives her a tiny to-go box "don't tell Mr. Li he'll ban us again for feeding you after midnight" Mrs. Lin does not find your joke funny however your girlfriend finds it hilarious as she covers her face and laughs "she called you a fucking gremlin!"

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When you two finally get back to the comfort of your apartment you're on the floor wrapping gifts for your siblings and family. "Babe bring some tape!" Riri comes behind you and back hugs you it immediately brings a smile to your face but instead of placing tape in your hand she places a black box "baby that's not tape..." Shuri sighs "open the damn box" you do as told and smile at the ring "it's cute who's it for?" Riri has never wanted to kick you down the stairs more in her life than right now. "It's for you...dumbass it's a promise ring like I promise to be with you for at least another year" you laugh "girl you ain't going nowhere but I'll take it... Riri how much was this?" She snatches the box and grabs the ring putting it on your finger and kissing it "don't worry about that." You stare her down "you bet not have paid more than 100 for this ring" she nods slowly "like said uhm... Right here's that tape" She tosses you the tape and runs out of the room leaving you just laugh at her "I'm serious Riri Williams!" Riri yells from a distance "I love you baby!"

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alyswritings · 2 years

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Mean Girlfriend

Request: Hiiii could you do a Hollandxsister where Sam is dating a girl who doesn't like Yn and insults her when no one is around?

Sam Holland x sister!reader

Summary: Sam's girlfriend isn't as nice as she seems.

Warnings: swear words, rude/mean comments, sam being a bad brother for part of this, some soft holland sibling moments though

a/n: thank you for the request! hope you all enjoy!

(gif not mine)

Sam was bringing his girlfriend over for the first time since he started dating her about two months ago. She's met Nikki, Dom, and Harry, but hasn't had a chance to meet the other three yet.

Y/N is setting the table while Nikki finishes up dinner with Harry helping her. The front door opens and Sam walks in, his girlfriend right behind him, their hands latched together.

"Hey, guys." Sam greets, him and his girlfriend making their way to where everyone is in the kitchen. "This is Blair. Blair, that's Tom, Paddy, and Y/N. And you remember my parents and Harry."

"Of course I do. Lovely to see you all again." Blair tells the parents and twin, a sickening sweet smile on her face. "And it's great to meet you all." She sends polite smiles to the other three siblings.

"Nice to meet you." Tom nods in greeting.

"Hi." Y/N waves.

"It is great to see you again, Blair." Nikki smiles. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Oh, uh, just a water right now, please." Blair says.

Nikki gets her a glass of water and everybody eventually ventures off. Harry drags Sam away to show him something, leaving only Blair and Y/N in the kitchen.

"I like your bracelet." Y/N says, trying to start a conversation.

"Thanks." Blair mutters, slightly rolling her eyes.

"So, uh, Sam says you met--"

"Do you always talk this much?" Blair cuts her off.

"Uh... sometimes." Y/N awkwardly chuckles. "I've barely even said anything, though."

"Well, you've said more than enough. No need to be a motormouth." Blaire remarks.

"Right. Sorry." Y/N mumbles, looking down at her hands.

"So sensitive." Blair sighs, walking out of the kitchen.

Y/N stares after her confused, wondering what she did wrong. Maybe the girl's just in a bad mood.

"Hey." Y/N turns to find Sam walk in. "Where's Blair?"

"Oh, uh, she just left. I think she went outside." Y/N informs.

"Okay. Do you like her?" Sam asks.

"Um..." Y/N trails off, not sure what to say. "Yeah. Yeah, she, uh... she seems nice." Y/N forces a smile. She's going to give Blair the benefit of the doubt, even though she's not sure if she should. Besides Sam seems happy and that's what's important.

"Great." Sam giddily smiles and Y/N's smile becomes slightly more genuine seeing her older brother happy. "You wanna go out there?"

"Uh, no. I'm... I'm just gonna stay in here. It's been a busy day, bit of quiet time would be cool." Y/N lies. All she's done today is sit around and watch TV.

"Okay." Sam nods. He presses a quick kiss to her cheek before practically dashing outside.

"You haven't done jackshit all day." Y/N jumps at the voice at the other twin.

"Jesus, Harry!" Y/N exclaims.

"I'm just saying. You've had plenty of quiet time today." Harry says.

"Being lazy isn't a quiet day." Y/N retorts.

"Well, it hasn't been a busy day. And I don't recall us getting on your nerves." Harry says.

"You're on them now." Y/N fires back.

Harry studies her, sensing something's wrong, but decides to leave it for later. He pinches her cheek before going outside.

At dinner that night, Blair was the sweetest she could be. All smiles and full of manners. She acted like she hadn't spoken the rude words. Y/N supposes they weren't that rude, but they still weren't something you really say to someone.

"I'm gonna drive Blair home." Sam announces.

"Okay, drive safe. It was wonderful seeing you, Blaire. Hope to see you again soon." Nikki warmly smiles at the girl.

"Oh, yes! I would love that." Blair gushes, hugging the woman. Everybody bids goodbyes, Y/N sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

"Bye." She calls as Sam walks outside, Blair being the only one around.

"You eat like a teenage boy and it's disgusting." Blair states.

"Well, I was raised with four of them." Y/N fires back, a sardonic smile on her face. Blair rolls her eyes, leaving.

- - -

Ever since that dinner, Blair comes over a lot more often... much to Y/N's disdain. Anytime the two are alone, Blair takes as many jabs at the Holland girl as she possibly can. But when somebody's around, she acts as if they're best friends and has done no wrong in life. Y/N absolutely hates it and isn't sure how her brothers don't see through the nice act.

Y/N wants to speak up, but she also wants Sam to be happy. And she's also not sure if anybody would even believe her.

Y/N is leaning against Tom's side as they sit on the couch in the living room and watch New Girl. They turn when they hear footsteps, seeing Sam and Blair walk in.

"Hey." Sam greets.

"Hi." Blair smiles.

"Hey. Hi, Blair." Tom waves.

"Hi." Y/N mutters, quickly turning her attention back to the TV. Sam sits next to her and Blair is on the other side of him.

"Ooh, I love this episode." Sam whispers.

"Don't you love all episodes?" Tom chuckles.

"Yeah, but this is one of my favorites." Sam says.

"Aren't they all basically you're--"

"Shut up, Tom." Sam cuts his brother off, making both of his siblings laugh.

"Sam, could you go get a beer?" Blair sweetly asks.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, sure." Sam says. "I'll get us all some snacks too." He offers, getting up. "Tom? Help?"

"Yeah." Tom gets up, Y/N whining when she falls onto the couch. "Sorry, Y/N/N. Personal heater is taking a break." Tom says, mockingly saluting her as he follows Sam into the kitchen.

"Are you always so clingy?" Blair wonders.

"What's it to you?" Y/N grumbles.

"I just think it's a bitchy thing to be clingy." Blair says.

"Where did I ask for your opinion?" Y/N bites, glaring at the older girl who glares right back.

"You know, if you weren't such a little shit, maybe more people would like you." Blair hisses.

"I'm an introvert. People not liking me is the dream." Y/N says, just to piss the blonde off.

Blair rolls her eyes, but before she can retort, the brothers make their return. Tom tosses a pack of Oreos at Y/N who barely manages to catch it.

"You could take somebody's eye out with that, you know?" Y/N says.

"But I didn't, did I?" Tom smiles at her. She sticks her tongue out at him and he reciprocates the action before sitting down next to her again.

- - -

It's been a few months since Blair first met the whole family and the secret verbal abuse towards Y/N has gotten under the girl's skin much more. At first, Y/N would always just brush the blonde's words off and fire back comments as best she could.

But over time, Y/N started getting less annoyed and more angry and hurt by the words that Blair would say to her. She didn't want to be affected by them, but they do and she hates that they do.

Y/N tried to talk to Sam about it, but he just brushed her off and defended Blair.

Now, the family of seven -- plus Tessa -- and Blair are all at the Holland household and enjoying the nice weather outside in the backyard.

Nikki, Dom, Harry, and Tom are sitting at the table, Tom talking about the new movie he's going to be in. Sam, Blair, and Paddy are sitting on chairs as Paddy talks about stuff happening at school. Y/N is sitting on the other side of the yard and shooting hoops, mostly out of boredom.

Y/N is simply minding her business when Blair makes her presence known.

"You know, being antisocial isn't very polite." Blair says. She keeps the sweet smile on her face so the others don't think anything of it.

"Being a bitch close to hearing distance? Getting risky, are we?" Y/N questions.

"I'm not being a bitch. I'm simply stating facts. You're antisocial and rude and a bitch and ugly and a terrible sister to your brothers. I mean, nobody in their right mind would ever love something that looks like you."

Y/N's jaw clenches, but she's unable to contain the anger that's been building up for months. Y/N throws the basketball at Blair, but she catches it, smirking.

"Have to do better than that, sweetheart." Blair says in a condescending tone. "You probably can't even put up a fight. You're too weak and tiny.

"I grew up with four brothers. Trust me, I can handle a fight." Y/N says.

"Sure you can." Blair says sarcastically.

Y/N tries to hold back, but before she's able to register it, her fist is colliding with Blair's face. The blonde lets out a noise of shock, dropping the basketball, a hand flying to her face.

"You psycho bitch!" Blair exclaims, slapping Y/N across the face. Y/N coldly chuckles, glaring at Blair. The rest of the family look over just as Y/N attacks Blair, the two starting to hit and tear at each other.

The rest of the Hollands rush over, attempting to break the fight up. Tom and Paddy try to drag Y/N off while Sam and Harry pull on Blair.

"Girls, girls!" Nikki tries to yell over the shouts and screams.

Eventually Tom is able to yank Y/N away as the twins hold Blair back.

"Enough!" Dom bellows, getting everybody to stop. "That's enough." He says in a calmer but still stern voice.

Blair takes a deep breath.

"I'm gonna, uh... I'm gonna go assess my injuries." Blair says, hurrying off inside. Tom keeps an arm around Y/N in case she decides to pounce. Once she's in, Sam turns to Y/N with a glare on his face.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" He questions.

"Sam--" Nikki starts.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with your bitch girlfriend?!" Y/N retorts.

"Don't call her a bitch! You're the one who started a whole fist fight." Sam states.

"Because she's been talking shit about me since the moment she met me!" Y/N informs earning an eye roll from Sam.

"God, stop being so jealous." Sam rolls his eyes.

"Sam." Tom warns, knowing whatever is said between either of them is probably going to be regretted later on.

"Jealous?!" Y/N shrieks. "I am not jealous!"

"Yes! Yes, you are! Look, I'm sorry I don't have as much time for you as I used to, but that doesn't mean you can ruin my relationship!" Sam shouts.

"I'm not trying to ruin anything! I'm trying to tell you about how she's not how she seems!" Y/N yells back.

"Could you just be happy for me for once?! Just let me be happy!"

Y/N looks at him with teary eyes, slightly glaring at him.

"Mate, come on." Harry whispers.

Y/N bats Tom's arm away from her, going for the house.

"Wait. Darling, wait!" Tom calls.

"Fuck off!" Y/N yells, going inside, the door slamming shut behind her.

"Both of them need to apologize to each other. Now. You and her too." Nikki orders Sam. The boy silently nods and his parents head inside.

Once it's just the four of them, Paddy slaps Sam on the chest.

"What the fuck was that?" Paddy asks.

"What?" Sam asks.

"She's not jealous. Have you ever known Y/N to lie?" Harry asks.

"To get stuff she wants, sometimes, yeah." Sam says.

"Yeah, like when she was little and wanted a cookie or something. She wouldn't lie about something that would effect any of our feelings." Tom says.

"Exactly. She cares too much." Paddy states.

"Whatever. I'm gonna go check on my girlfriend." Sam says, shoving past them.

"Yeah, because she's much more important than your sister!" Harry sarcastically yells out.

- - -

Y/N is lying in bed, hugging a pillow to her chest, dry tear stains on her cheeks. There's a knock on her door.

"Go away!" Y/N calls out.

The person behind the door just opens it, the girl turning to see Tom, Harry, and Paddy.

"I said go away." Y/N mutters, turning back around to face her wall.

"Here." Tom holds out two ice packs. "Your cheek and your hand. You both got each other pretty good." He says.

"Thanks." She mumbles, taking the ice packs. She puts one to her swollen cheek and holds the other to her knuckles.

"Look, we're on your side." Harry tells her.

"Thanks." Y/N quietly says.

Tom leans over and kisses her on the head, resting his chin on her arm to get a better look at her face, wincing when he sees the tear stains.

"I'm sorry about both of them." Tom quietly says. "I'll knock some sense into Sam, I promise." Y/N lightly smiles and Tom squeezes her arm comfortingly before leaving. Harry pats her leg before following Tom out.

Paddy doesn't leave, instead sitting on the bed and making himself comfortable, even turning the TV on.

"What are you doing?" Y/N asks.

"Not letting you be alone. Also if I see Sam, I might just punch him in the face. And I'm sure he's not coming in here." Paddy says.

- - -

A few days later, Y/N is on the couch and watching TV. Her, Sam, and Blair were forced to apologize to each other the other day, even though the three knew that none of them meant it.

The front door opens, but Y/N tunes whoever it is out, not in the mood to care. However, that soon changes when Blair walks into the living room.

"God, you're allowed back here?" Y/N asks.

"Hmm." Blair smiles. "Guess your family likes me more than you."

"No. Sam likes you more. But he's outnumbered." Y/N grins.

"If you weren't such a psychotic bitch, none of this would even be happening." Blair says.

"I'm the psychotic bitch?" Y/N asks.

"Yes. You hit me, remember?"

"Because you constantly insult anything and everything about me."

"Well, maybe you should look and act better. I mean, really?" Blair motions to Y/N's cropped shirt and shorts that only go a few inches down her thighs, but they're long enough to cover her butt. "You call those pajamas? You look like a fucking slut."

"What'd you just say?" The girls turn to find Sam in the entry way with two beers in hand.

"I, uh... I'm... well, she started it." Blair accuses. Y/N rolls her eyes.

"Even if she did start something, that doesn't mean you have a right to call her a slut." Sam says.

"Well-- I mean, isn't she, though?" Blair asks, making the eyes of both Hollands pop out of their sockets.

"No. No, you are not going to talk to or about my little sister that way." Sam declares, putting the beers on the coffee table.

"Okay, but really? Come on, Sammy. You wanna defend that thing?" Blair asks, motioning back to the girl on the couch.

""That thing" has a name and it's Y/N. And she's a much better person than you are." Sam says.

"Come on, Sam. You are always calling her annoying and complaining about her." Blair says.

"A. it's not always, it's happened maybe three or so times. And B. she's my sister. Only me and our brothers are allowed to do so. Nobody else. And we would never call her that." Sam declares.

"Sammy--"

"No. No, we're done. Get out." Sam orders.

"What? Come on, babe."

"No! Get the fuck out of this house!" Sam yells. "We're through!"

"Are you serious?" Blair asks.

"Extremely." Sam nods.

Blair turns to Y/N with a cold glare.

"Fuck you." Blair seethes.

"Don't talk to her. Get out." Sam demands, dragging Blair to the door and kicking her out. Sam sighs, leaning his forehead against the door, softly hitting it with his fist. "Damnit." He whispers to himself.

Sam trudges back into the living room, Y/N back to watching the TV. Sam goes over and sits on the coffee table facing her.

"I'm a complete and utter idiot." Sam states.

"Oh. Look who finally came to his senses." Y/N sardonically smiles.

"Look, I... I don't deserve it and I understand if you don't want to, but hopefully one day you forgive. I... I'm very, very sorry. I-- I should've believed you from the jump. You're my little sister, it's always you over a girl I've known for a few months. And I know you wouldn't make up something like that. And I'm sorry for everything I said the other day. I've been a massive dick."

"You're not gonna hear me disagreeing." Y/N tells him.

"I'm really sorry. I will do anything to make it up to you. Anything. Paint your nails, get you food, clean your room, whatever." Sam offers.

"Anything? Really?" Y/N asks.

"Well... I mean, not technically anything. Because I'm not going to endanger anybody or anything like that." Sam says.

"Get my pint of ice cream out of the freezer." Y/N says and Sam practically dashes into the kitchen. He soon returns with the pint and a spoon, giving them to Y/N.

"Thank you." She says, taking them and Sam nods. He sits on the couch by her feet. Sam takes sips of his beers as Y/N starts to eat her ice cream.

"You know... I was letting you be happy." Y/N says, breaking the silence between them.

"What?" Sam asks, looking over at her.

"The other day... you asked me to just let you be happy. That's what I was doing. It's why I let it go on for months." Y/N says.

"I'm sorry." Sam frowns, feeling terrible.

"I know you are. And I... mostly forgive you. But you're still waiting on me hand and foot until I say so." Y/N says.

"I deserve that." Sam agrees and Y/N grins.

Taglist: @glxwingrxse @peyton-14 @venomsvl

#sam holland #sam holland x sister reader #sam holland x sister!reader #tom holland #harry holland #paddy holland #holland!sister

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hikennosabo · 8 months

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trimax vol 9 random thoughts

sorry if you saw this post disappear and reappear in the tag multiple times, i was fighting for my life much like wolfwood using trial and error trying to get it to even show up in the tag because tumblr is a functional website and not fucky in the slightest. </3

i wrote this post extremely sleep deprived 2 days ago let's GOOOOO

also heads up for potential spoilers for tristamp since i talk about it a little. even though i spoiled 98 untagged in my last post. sorry about that

chapter 1:

someone in the book club tag (don't remember who it was, sorry) said something about sharing food being a love language for wolfwood... :') wah...

^_^

why is this thing even on the building in the first place. and for that matter how did the dog even GET up there...... whatever

hi razlo. i don't know where to say this in the post so i'll just say now i unintentionally spoiled myself on razlo's identity because i was googling when i shouldn't have been. all totally my fault LOL [anime girl bleh gif]

the boy didn't even have the decency to wash the blood off his hands. kid, please, you're not doing livio any favors here.

livio manspreading on the couch... chapel, have you considered there's another reason why livio's breathing might be "irregular" as he helps you take his former home hostage? hmmm?

^ FUNNIEST PIECE OF DIALOGUE IN THE WHOLE VOLUME

thank god for livio, this guy was doing a speedrun on being the most annoying one-off minor villain--WAIT is he kicking him with his hands in his pockets? that's SO funny. i'm liking livio more and more.

chapter 2:

"he shouldn't be that old" <- the kids would be expecting wolfwood to be, hmmm, in his early 20s, thereabouts? ww looks around a decade older than that...

he's giving... something here. it's the combo of the glasses and all-white outfit i think. the y2k fashion vibe.

who is saying this? livio? razlo? both? chapel, since he was the one just talking? also, nice visual metaphor!

this is obviously NOT the reason wolfwood spared these guys, but this is reminding me of when oda said that luffy doesn't kill his opponents because shattering their dreams is worse than death. LOL

also i am convinced nightow drew this chapter for the sole purpose of making wolfwood do cool shit on his motorcycle.

that being said, all the cool shit wolfwood does is immediately overshadowed by livio CATCHING A BOMB IN MIDAIR AND THROWING IT BACK AT THE GUY WHO SHOT IT. stampede livio could never do this, he's too skinny

chapter 3:

people have already said stuff about this page, but I Also Want To Say Stuff. the wispiness of the smoke, livio's hair blowing in the wind... it feels very much like the calm before the storm, simultaneously serene and tense. and i LOVE how wolfwood is shaded in grey, while livio is the one shaded in black. fantastic contrast and composition, i adore it.

why is this razlo's first note to livio. "!" like...?! you're letting livio know you exist, but giving literally no other information like at all? okay. razlo's a bit of an oddball, to put it mildly.

the rest of his letters are... well they're not "normal," i guess, and not any less cryptic, but they are kinda sweet in their own way.

knowing who razlo is i love the way his introduction scene is presented. livio is keeping information from ww and from the reader, so it's both literal and not. also razlo is appropriately unsettling, i wish he would stop... unhinging his jaw like that.

...also who tf told him about EoM?! this is a difference with stampede... stamp!livio joined EoM because he wanted to follow wolfwood. no razlo involved in the decision-making, as far as we know. compared to here in the manga, livio left the orphanage on his own, so there isn't really a clear timeline on when ww joined EoM vs when livio did. we don't even know if he knew ww was in EoM at all.

also upon rewatching this scene for this post i got distracted by legato's lack of ass and had to pause because i was laughing too much

the guy is literally flat as a board help

*cough* anyway. razlo is only alluded to and never named or even really shown, except for a very brief very blurry reflection, so his level of involvement in... literally everything is unknown.

speaking of characters who are weirdly absent, chapel isn't around either...? i thought maybe they combined his character with conrad, but he DOES speak in livio's memory, i even checked the credits for his seiyuu. (hiroshi naka - he voices a lot of old men but most notably garp from one piece!) i don't really know how his role in all this has changed, if at all, since conrad seems to be the one in charge of the experiments...? and i really... do not like what they did with conrad in stampede, he went from being shitty but having nuance to just being extra shitty... okay, tangent over.

oh, this fight is so WEIGHTY!! i love it!! they gave a lot of weight and physicality to the livio vs ww fight in stampede too, (and all the fights, for that matter), despite stamp!livio's loss of bulk... it's a really fun fight to watch!

chapter 4:

OHHH..... okay.... soooooo.... this means he's coming back in stampede season 2 i assume?

not to go off on another tangent but this is the second time this has happened to me... i went into stampede more or less blind (oh how things change) and so when knives died at the end of the season I HAD NO REASON TO BELIEVE HE WASN'T DEAD... but then i saw people talking like he would come back in season 2 and i was like, "how?? he DIED" and then i read the manga and i was like oh. and now with livio too. i thought he served his narrative purpose and then died. and he shot himself through the head, which is notable because that's how ww killed monev who was ALSO a subject of EoM's experiments in the tristamp universe!! so i had no reason to believe he wasn't dead!!

i dont have that much to say about this chapter because it mostly consists of the fight, but OH what a fight it is...!! i know i should be rooting for wolfwood, and i am, but livio is just so COOL in this fight. they're both cool...!!!

also, how many little glass vials(tm) does wolfwood have?! honestly, it's amazing that he still has any at all left to drink, it's a wonder they haven't all shattered already with how much he's been thrown around. especially because the one he drinks from CRACKS when it hits the ground... these vials aren't exactly bulletproof, lol.

THE HUG...?! UUUEEEEAAHGHGHHGH

MESSAGE TO ALL BITCHES ughhh ww looks so pained here. when he told vash that his blood runs cold when he points his gun at livio... he's feeling that through this whole volume. man.

something about brothers fighting each other... vash and knives, wolfwood and livio... uagh.

chapter 5:

HEY CAN WE KILL CHAPEL ALREADY??

oh, the punisher is taller than him... i was trying to get an approximation of relative character heights recently, and i saw somewhere that the punisher is 5'7, the same height as me...

also, 10 punishers, huh... wolfwood's is one, razlo has three... does chapel's count even though it has a different design...? do livio's handguns count? will we see the others? is there even a significance to the number...?

oh great, is this another wolfwood death flag?! we haven't seen him drink THAT many of them so far but still. hope chapel keels over already. i know ww's making an effort not to kill people but can he please just shoot chapel in the head. also wolfwood's pose in that panel... he's kinda serving cunt

OH, THIS SPREAD FUCKS!!!! once again the CONTRAST... THE STARK BLACK AND WHITE... SO COOL!!!

so these guys work for razlo specifically, i assume? not livio? also... just who are they? random EoM goons?? why are they so loyal to razzy???

and he has a mechanical third arm. somehow. sure okay

^ um... trigun lol [roll credits]

oh, it's tri-p as in tri-punisher. i thought it was the word "trip" and didn't question it. ...although "trip" could still work.

--also, wait, hold on, upon rereading i noticed razlo's left ear is covered up (by... something) and it's making his head shape look uncanny (more like a skull?!) and now i have to scroll back through the previous chapters to see if livio has ears. [several minutes of scrolling later] okay, he DOES have a right ear. okay. another pointless diversion for this post

chapter 6:

razlo was a real one for killing livio's shitty parents!

also another thing i'm noticing! razlo opens his mouth pretty wide, while livio doesn't open his mouth much at all... i mean okay there are a ton of differences in physicality between the two of them, but that one in particular stands out to me because last volume i complained that i couldn't tell when livio was talking because he never opens his mouth LOL

spraying wolfwood with blood and guts is a fucking wild battle tactic bro. also i'm convinced that nightow gave razlo three punishers for the cool factor first and foremost. three crosses also brings the scene of jesus's crucifixion to mind... but nahhhh it's definitely the cool factor. unless...?

"killing and violence! killing and violence! :D"

ALSO CAN CHAPEL DIE ALREADYYYY PLEASE

VASH MENTIONED!!! i'm so caught up in wolfwood's story rn that i haven't even really thought about the fact that vash isn't present in this volume at all... and then it evolves into a fucking. memory montage. stop with the montage please that's another death flag

and... oh man... wolfwood getting back up to fight because he's thinking of vash... and last volume vash said wolfwood is his reason to fight... both of them staring death in the face and thinking of each other... oh my god. ohhhh my fucking god. oh my fuckign god you guys. VASHWOOD.

oh, looks like i lied when i said vash isn't in this volume, he's right here

...and that ends that volume. i said more than i thought i would... sorry for the rambles and tangents, i wrote this post running on about 3 hours of sleep lol. time for something lighter as i await next week's volume, let me continue to rewatch the 98 anime... what episode was i up to... ahh... 22, huh...

#trigunbookclub #trigun talk #june speaks #FIGHTING FOR MY LIFEEEEE #i'm still kinda sleep deprived but don't worry about it

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thinkingaboutbetterdays · 1 year

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patience. ( cyrus lupo x reader )

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Lupo was one bad date from believing that he was cursed. He had feelings for you for several months, and his reasons for not asking you out sooner was because work kept you both busy and his love life was one failure after another. After the last woman he cared for turned out to be one of the suspects they were looking for, Lupo intended to stay single for the rest of his life - something he had shared with you over a drink.

In line with your personality, you called him "dramatic" and a "man who lets a woman's appearance cloud their true character." Lupo had denied your claims, and when you asked him to argue his case, you jokingly called him "counselor". Lupo's argument was based entirely on you, which stunned you into silence as he described his first interaction with you in perfect detail, and you were taken back to the first day you entered the precinct to retrieve files that would help your defense case. However, Lupo appealed to your better nature, and you dropped the case and squashed your client's demands of suing the department.

"I knew that you were against your client from the beginning. You were forced to take the case and took the chance on missing a promotion to get the guy behind bars."

You sipped your drink before sitting it on the bar top. "Yeah, well, I've never been good at taking orders. One of the many, many reasons I could never be a cop."

"I don't mean that as a bad thing." He quickly backpedaled. "I meant that you do the right thing without caring about the consequences. And you do it with every case. And with people." When you raised an eyebrow, his lips formed a smirk as he explained, "Well, you tend to upset people with your honesty. But it's another thing I like about you."

Feeling a shift in the atmosphere, you looked at the detective, who took a long sip of his beer. "I'm not always honest." He looked at you curiously as you continued, "Remember when the shooter broke into my office, and you told me that I should've called you, and I said I didn't cause it was the middle of the night, and you had just gotten off shift, and I promised to tell you everything?"

"Yeah." He chuckled.

"Well, I lied." You turned to order another drink, and with a long sip, your drink was gone.

"What? Wait, wait, so what haven't you told me?" He asked, leaning his arm on the bar top as he turned to you.

"Your choice in women is poor." You held up a hand when he raised an eyebrow, continuing to speak before he could interrupt you. "No, you do have poor taste in women. But it's because you always want to see the good in people. Like me, for example. It's the eve of your day off, and you're sitting in a flashy bar instead of going home because you feel I deserve to have someone. And I don't need anyone." You concluded, referring to the time he had you meet him in what was known as a cop bar because most of the customers were cops, past and present. He had told you that it must've been lonely at the top, meaning the top of your field, and you had told him, "but the view is great."

Lupo had witnessed how personal cases became when you were named prosecutor, the opposition and your colleagues often questioned how you handled cases. Your sharp tone and honesty, which many found offensive, had gotten you into trouble many times, but Lupo was the first to understand that it was your way of keeping people away.

"Yeah, you do." He replied. "And before you judge my love life too harshly, I happened to be right about one woman in my life." He paused for a moment. "You."

"Me?"

"It's currently one in the morning, and you've just won another case, and instead of celebrating with a bottle of wine that would probably cost me three months' wages, you are here having a drink with me." You pondered his words, realizing he was right. "You do need somebody. Everyone does at some point."

"You've got me all figured out, huh?" You paid the bartender when he placed another drink before you, lifting the glass delicately as you turned to the detective beside you. "Have you ever considered that this," You gestured between you both, making the corner of his lips tug upwards at your aversion to labeling him as a friend. "is one, if not the biggest, reason why your relationships fail? You have a girl at home waiting, and here you are sitting with the antichrist."

Lupo had, in fact, considered this, hell he knew it was true, but he refused to let your comment slide so easily. "You're not the antichrist."

"Your partner thinks so. Actually, everyone does. Except you." You tilted your head as you met his gaze, and Lupo shook his head.

"You're not the antichrist. Little smug but," he shrugged, and you glared at him when he smirked, "you are great at what you do, so I let it slide."

You rolled your eyes before asking, "So why do you do it? Is it a charity thing?"

"Did you ever consider that I like your company?" He said, taking a sip of his beer. "After a long day of people lying, receiving some honesty is refreshing."

You stared at him for a moment. "If you can figure me out, then why can't you figure out the women in your life are crazy?"

"I am still busy trying to figure you out. That's why their craziness goes over my head."

You snickered, and he looked at you with a smile, chuckling as he shook his head. You observed him as he took another drink, sensing his sudden nervousness. You were getting closer to the truth; he knew it, and you knew he would tell you. He always told you everything eventually.

"Why do you keep trying to be my friend?" You asked.

"Because everybody needs somebody. And as hard as it may be for you to believe, I enjoy your company. Although it is frustrating when I feel like you're pushing me away and I can never figure out why." He replied.

"Maybe I'm protecting you." You told him.

"What? From you?"

"Is that such a wild thing to believe?"

Lupo set his beer down when you glanced away, playing with your glass, and he could see it then. The truth so openly presented in a moment of pure honesty. So he decided to return the favor.

"I don't really like them." He began, elaborating when you looked at him. "Sometimes I need a distraction. Then I get so distracted that I don't realize they could be a murderer."

Your eyebrows furrowed and while you wanted to make a witty remark, you instead opted to ask, "What do you need a distraction from? The job?"

"Parts of it." He said. "The things we deal with every day take their toll sometimes. And then there's you."

Expecting him to respond like everyone else, even though you knew how highly Cyrus thought of you, you were shocked when he made a confession that would change your life.

"For someone so smart, I don't know how you haven't realized I have feelings for you. That I have for a while." He chuckled lightly.

You knew. Of course, you knew about his feelings. But you had always dedicated yourself to your work, and meeting the persistent Cyrus Lupo, who wasn't so easily deterred as everyone else, determined to break down your walls to learn everything there was to know about you, had made cracks appear on those bricks. You knew tonight was a bad idea. But the scorching jealousy you had felt earlier when you heard about his relationship with the suspect, you knew you couldn't deny it to yourself anymore. Or to him.

"I know the thought of anyone getting close freaks you out. And I don't know who hurt you enough to make you shut yourself away. All I know is I wanna kick their ass." His speech made you smile faintly, and your gazes locked as he moved closer. "And I want to prove that I wouldn't dare hurt you. I'd sooner take a bullet."

"Don't say that. You are ninety-six percent more likely to be shot than anyone else in your profession. Even me. And a lot of people want to kill me." You attempted to scold him while lightening the atmosphere, but you weren't sure he had even heard you as he reached out to tuck your hair behind your ear.

"Not if I kill them first. Plus, I'd have a good lawyer."

You tilted your head up to meet his gaze, and Cyrus closed the distance between you, kissing you tenderly but with enough hesitance that made you ease into the kiss. You placed a hand on the nape of his neck, drawing him closer momentarily before pulling away.

"I would be a witness; therefore, I couldn't represent you legally -" Cyrus cut you off with another kiss, and your eyes closed as you reciprocated his passionate kiss with equal fervor.

He pulled away after a few moments, but his hand remained on your cheek as his eyes searched your expression to try and gauge what you were thinking or feeling. And his worries were quickly taken away when you spoke.

"I have an overpriced bottle of wine at home. Do you want to join me?"

And Cyrus knew his patience had finally paid off.

#cyrus lupo #cyrus lupo x reader #law and order

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 2 years

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Being Franks Daughter in Hawkins pt 10

Gif Caption: Top Gif: Marc and Steven from Marvel's Moonknight, Bottom Gif: Billy Hargrove from Netflix's Stranger Things

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Reader: 17-18 | female

Characters Mentioned: Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (MCU), Marc Spector/Steven Grant/ Jake Lockey (MCU), Peter Parker (MCU), Curt Hoyle (MCU), Dinah Madani (MCU), Karen Page (MCU), Billy Hargrove (ST), Steve Harringotn (ST), Dr.Sam Owens (ST), Joyce Byers (ST), Will Byers(ST), Mike Wheeler (ST), Jim Hopper (ST) Nancy Wheeler (ST), Lucas Sinclair (ST), Dustin Hednerson (ST), Max Mayfeild (ST), Jonathan Byers (ST)

A/n: Here we go shits goin down just wait till i make billy and Y/n fight

Warnings: Guns, fighting with Billy, chaos is a comin around the corner.

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So you rushed to get the kids at school, driving quickly to the middle school.

Parking in the first spot you seen just in time as the bell rang.

You got out and quickly went to stand by the bike racks.

Mike was the first out, and certainly in a rush.

"Y/n-"

"We need to go." Y/n deamnded.

"No. I need to go to Will's house-"

"Exactly," y/n spoke picking his bike up with ease.

"Hey!" Mike argued, Y/n carrying it to the car and putting it in the back, "Thats my bike! Be careful!"

"Kid! I could give less than one fuck about a bike. Hell. I'll buy you a new one- I know about Will."

Mike looked up at her as she closed the trunk.

"You know about the Shadow Monster-"

"Yeah. Fucker had will draw me." Y/n informed, "Where are the rest of your friends."

"They dont know Will's been seeing it. Just. I do." Mike told, "Im just going, we lost Dart."

"Dustin's pet?" Y/n asked.

"I'll explain on the way."

The two got in but a hand slammed ontop the car on her side.

"You." Billy growled, "what The FUCK is happening. You were just arrested a few hours ago! What did you tell them?"

"I dont have time for this-"

"Oh no- You're gonna fucking answer me!" Billy argued, "Now Y/n!"

"Stay in the car." Y/n told Mike as she got out slamming the door closed.

"I suggest you back up Billy." Y/n threatened

Real names were being used, this was getting serious

He took a step forward they beyond invading personal space now, "Or what."

"Watch yourself." Y/n warned.

"What did you tell them?" Billy questioned once again.

"What? Bout you?" Y/n argued voice raising, "about what your dad does? Bout there Shit justice system. About how you Let it happen-"

"Shut up. Now." He demanded.

"Why? Because you cant swallow the fucking truth?-"

He grabbed her forearm, face leaning in closer.

"And whats the truth."

"You already know the truth: You came to me I helped but you asked me to stop- to not cross that line, yet you know in a god damn heart beat I'd cross that line for you. Its at the back of your throat but you wont swallow it." Y/n argued, "Now let the fuck go of me Billy. Before I break your arm."

He threw her arm to the side, both still in each other's face: "I fucking hate you," he deemed.

"I'll go cry about it then." Y/n shot back turning around to get back in the car and starting to drive off.

"You're dead to me Castiglione! DEAD!" he shouted as she drove off.

You drove off in heavy silence, Mike afraid to even talk

But you obviously distressed.

"You...okay?" He asked.

"Yeah...Yeah nothing I can handle..." Y/n lied with a smile, "Remember. Secret Supehero."

He looked over at her, "Why do older people lie to everyone?"

Y/n sighed: "I don't know."

It was silent the rest of the trip.

You had said you'd cry about it to Billy in sarcasm, but soon as you let Mike out the car to go to Joyce you sat on the porch trying not to cry

Hopper was leaving, shove over his shoulder when he spotted you

Dad mode?

Yes

He took a seat next to you, handing out a pack of cigrattes out to you

"Should a cop be giving a teen a cigratte?"

"Yeah well. We do stupid shit when we're upset." He explained as she took the carton, "plus I was a teenager once."

"Thanks."

She pulled out one and lit it with ease handing it back to him.

"Don't make it a habit."

"I wont." Y/n told rubbing her face, "You know. I moved from New York to Hawkins for some peace."

"Seems like the chaos followed you." Hopper told as he lit his own cigratte.

Y/n chuckled under her breathe, "Chaos follows me everywhere."

"Me and you both kid." Hopper spoke, taking a long inhale of his cigratte before blowing the smoke out his nose.

"Come on." He spoke.

"What?" Y/n asked.

"Come on. Lets go diggin."

Odd but. You follow him anyways

This time he didn't put you in hand cuffs.

And he took you to the farms.

You both got out and he told you to start digging

"For what? Roots?"

"No. Just dig until you hit something." He explained pulling out a pistol, "You know how to use that?"

"Revolver, Sam & Wesson. Model...67?" Y/n spoke looking over the revolver, "Sorry. 66."

He looked at her surpises as she tucked it in the back of her jeans and grabbed her shovel starting to dig.

"Well? Are we diggin? Or are you standing there?" Y/n asked.

He'd proceed to dig with you, making small talk along the way

He actually laughed when you told him you had done what you had to Neil Hargrove

Hopper explained he never liked Neil and that you beating Neil up kinda had made his week.

Apparently from what you could piece together: Neil had said he touched you: got into an arguement over something and it escolated.

He said it was good that you knew how to defend yourself

"My dad taught me." Y/n explained, they both take a small break sitting in the hole "but I have a feeling you don't like him."

"Barely know the guy." Hopper told her.

"I think it's about Joyce." Y/n spoke, "Ya know. Pretty ol Joyce Byers."

He rolled his eyes, smoking his break time cigratte.

"Hard to let someone go you love kid."

"I know..."

"thats what she wants and shes happy. Thats the only bad part. You think you can make her even happier but it doesn't get better than that kid." Hopper lectured with a stretch, "Don't think I've seen Joyce so happy before."

Y/n nodded standing up grabbing the shovel again, they both getting back to it.

"It plays out how it should in the end." Y/n spoke up, "Right?"

Hopper nodded, "Right."

The two contuined digging themselves what could of been there own graves

Tossing dirt over there shoulders and up top till Y/n hit something

"Here."

They both quickly dug and pulled at the black vine like goo

Creating an opening.

"What in the name of America's ass..." Y/n spoke dipping her head downward into the what she assumed was tunnels.

"Fuck- what are you doing-"

Y/n dropped in, with ease. If she was going to be involved might as well as be invested.

She landed on her feet looking both ways Hopper dropping in behind her.

"Well I'll be damned..." Hopper aspirated they both shocked at what was surronding them.

You only pushed forward Revolver in hand

Hopper stopped her, he cutting off his sleeves

"Airs toxic." He explained as she took it from him tying it around her head to make a makeshift mask.

"Just like my realtionship with Stark." Y/n sighed pulling a small flashlight from her boot.

The thing about being in front is your use to Frank keeping up, or you keeping up with Frank

You're use to fast pace, you can sight see later

So when you push on and loose Hopper you're kinda fumbernucked

"Chief!?" Y/n shouted looking around, "Cheif!"

"Oh fuck...I should of listened to Marc..." Y/n sighed contuining on, "what are the odds he's down here with his bird mother fucker..."

She looked around, but the shouting from Hopper caught her attention, she quickly rushing after him.

"Cheif! Cheif!" Y/n shouted looking around "Cheif!!"

Y/n looked down feeling something wrapping around her ankles, "Fu-"

She was pulled by the ankles and too the ground, being dragged down a tunnel.

"Fuck! I just wanted a Normal fucking school year!" Y/n protested in anger as she tried to grab onto something. Her shouting only echoning in the distance.

Meanwhile Dustin was trying to find SOMEONE ANYONE to help him

He was knocking on the Wheeler's door. Just to get an uncaring answer from Mr.Wheeler

"Son of a bitch, you no help at all." Dustin complained walking away.

"Lanuage!" Mr.Wheeler complained shutting the door as Steve had pulled up flowers in his hand he muttering to himself.

"Yeah. I made a mistake. Okay. These are an apology gift for Y/n but I dont know what Im apologizing for even though I do but nothing happened at the halloween party just. I dont know how to tell her what did happen." Steve muttered to himself, he going to ask Nancy for help, and for an apology to Y/n herself, Steve felt like Nancy could atleast do that, "yeah makes sense...:

"Are those for Mrs. Wheeler?" Dustin spoke up.

Steve looked up, "what no-"

Dustin grabbed them, "hey! Man-"

"Do you still have that bat?"

"What?"

"The one with the nails?"

"Yeah. Why?" Steve asked.

"I'll explain on the way lover boy. I need to go to Y/n's house."

So Dustin explained it to him, how he kept a baby demogorgin, and how he named it Dart

And how it REALLY didnt like you

Like. Despited you

"So?" Steve spoke, "You're freaky little pet didnt like Y/n-"

"Im assuming it'll go after her, and she doesnt know anything about the-"

Steve immediately floored it, driving faster to her house.

"Dude! Calm down!"

"If that thing Kills her Henderson, I'll make sure she drags you down to the grave with her!"

"Okay! Okay!"

They make it to your house and Steve bangs on the door.

Frank answers it, cup of coffee in his hand, must've just gotten home from work.

"You better have a good reason for-"

"Is Y/n home?" Steve asked frantically.

"No." Frank spoke, "She went with you last night-"

Matt joined Frank at the door.

"Is something wrong?" Matt questioned, "Y/n's not with you?"

"She's most likely with Billy-" Steve brushed off, "Yeah. There..."

"Probally out at a party." Dustin finsihed.

"Y/n hates parties." Frank argued.

"Yeah! But you know Y/n always the...life of stuff! We're gonna go." Dustin contuined as they both quickly walked away to Steve's car and quickly drove off.

"I'll get my suit." Matt spoke walking off.

Meanwhile your still stuck in the Upside down, hanging upside down, blood rushing to your head as more vines hold your arms straight down.

"What a bunch of a holes leaving me upside down...like atleast sacerfice me in a cool way."

"Hopper!? Hopper!?" A female called from the distance, it was Joyce.

"Oh thank god!" She cried out, she must've gotten Hopper out from wherever he was trapped.

"Kid! Kid!"

"Im here!" Y/n called, "Over here!"

The small group walked towards her, "Who's that?" Y/n asked.

"Im Bob. Im a friend of Joyce."

"Hi Bob Im Y/n. Joyce is dating my dad."

"What are you doing?" Hopper asked.

"Oh Just ya know. Hanging around with Mephisto's sperm." Y/n stated in a matter of fact tone, and glared at him, "What the fuck do you think Im doing!?"

So they helped you down and all of you luckily got out of there of course after being fuckin jumpscared by some guy in a hazmat suit

Your so done with different relams

Cant you just call Dr.Strange for this to be done?

God you wish

When you get out you're panicking seeing what's clearly a goverment operation

But then Will goes into what you can only describe as a severe seizure

Fuck the goverment now.

Wills in obvious pain and your main focus is to get him up and okay

But as quick as you go to help him your shoved away.

Unlike the others you actually detained, despite everyone's shouting for your release.

You fighting them to the best of your ability without severely injuring anyone

But they detain you anyways

And wow. Hawkins Lab who could of guess

There violent with you, or alteast of the verge of violent

They scrub you down with a damn hose while your in cuffs, they've cuffed your ankles.

This is beyond you just knowing now. They have to know something else.

And your chained to your chair, you had bit someone so they muzzled you

A doctor walked in, older man.

"Hello Ms.Castiglione." he spoke tossing a thick file on the table, "what do you prefer?"

Y/n glared at him, "Ms.Castiglione? Or Ms.Castle?"

She didnt answer as he sighed, "Perhaps Ms.Russo?"

"Fuck. You." Y/n spoke, venom dripping from her lips, "My name. Is Y/n Castiglione my father is Franklin Castiglione. I don't know a Russo. "

He nodded, "Alright. Lucky for you it was just a side research on my part. No one else knows."

Y/n was quiet as he opened up the file, "Multiple Premeditated and Conducted Murders. You're quiet Bust Ms.Y/n. I do thank you for taking down that molester slash serial killer, just before you moved to Hawkins. Horrible person he is."

"What do you want? Me to be quiet?"

"Infact. Yes. But I don't think that'd be a problem. With all your...past lets call it?" He explained, "Now I could care less about your track record. Wipe it clean for you if you do me just one small favor. Both you and your dad's track record."

"What."

"Why does this...entity. lets call it. You know. Where you were trapped?"

"The upside down." Y/n filled in.

"Sure. Yes." He went along with, "The upside down. What connection do you have with it?"

"It tried to kill me." Y/n told, "thats the only connection I have to it. Not a good one if you ask me."

"Why is it scared of you?"

"Shit." Y/n spoke leaning back in her chair, " why arent you asking yourself that? Aren't you afraid of me? You're the one threating my track record."

He shifted in his seat: he's uncomfortable.

"Now." Y/n spoke standing up, chains falling off her body, she pulled the muzzle from her face, red lines showed where it once pushed deep into her skin, "Shall we? Doctor-?"

Y/n looked at him as he sat in shock, she leaning in closer.

"Owens." She spoke, "Doctor Owens. Can We go? If its afraid of me. Dont you want me out there?"

He took you around the Lab, you thought you were going to see Will but ended up with Hopper

Both given hazmat suits which you decided against and just took a respirator.

Thats when you seen it for the first time.

The gate.

Unlike Hopper or the others you did hesitate to go and walk up to it.

It was like an infection, that spread throughout a body and that body was loosing

You reached your hand out but it retracted immediately and spread else where.

"What the fuck..." y/n laughed looking back at Hopper who had been yelling at her the whole time to get back.

But did you?

You walked through the gate, becausw fuck it at this point

You still dont understand how this place, or thing, or whatever is afraid of you

Can a place be afraid of you? That just doesnt sit right

Unless this Shadow Monster affecting Will is controlling this place

That would make more sense, but why?

Hopper was yelling at you to be careful when you realized it and rushed back through the portal

It knows who you are and if it knows who you are, it knows who your dad is what you both are.

You demanded to know where Will was, and Dr.Owens wouldnt tell you, so you pulled a gun from a gaurd on him.

Eventually you got it out of him and rushed to see him, Dr.Ownes behind you

Will was surpised to see you, and so was Joyce who quickly stood infront of Will's bed.

"Leave now." Joyce demanded.

She knows, "Joyce. Mrs.Byers. please. Let me explain-"

"Explain what?" She questioned, "That you killed people. Both you and you're dad!? The Punisher!? Really!?"

"Mrs.Byers those people had the right to die!" Y/n argued, "you don't understand-"

"No. I don't!-"

"Mrs.Byers. Please. Those people killed children." Y/n explained to her, her expression seemed to let up just the slightest, "Its how I ended up with Frank to begin with. He has my back, and I have his. I may have killed people but I wouldn't lie to no one. Especially not you."

"Why wouldn't you- Frank. Tell me." She asked, genuinely heartbroken.

"I. Its not something you can go flashing around." Y/n explained, "Look. You know me. You know my dad. Frank. My dad loves you and you know he'd do anything for you and your family."

Joyce slowly dropped her shoulders, "i get it. I do. Its scary." Y/n explained.

"But I know. For a fact. That If I can help save any of you. I would." Y/n contuined taking a few steps closer, "and that thing, knows I can do some serious damage. Let me help you."

She sighed, and nodded, Y/n sighing in relief, but wasnt expecting the hug that came next.

Joyce Byers was hugging you, after your whole identity was releved to her.

You don't think you've had anyone hug you after someone knew of well. You killing people.

So Joyce allows you to contuine to help

You sit besides Will.

"Hey bud...do I...scare you?" Y/n asked.

He shook his head no, "No...you're a good person."

Y/n smiled holding his hand,

"Are you kidding?" Mike added, "Your a totally bad ass! Taking down Badguys! I knew you were a superhero!"

Y/n laughed, "thank you Mike...But Will,I scare that thing?"

He nodded.

"Why? Do you know?"

Will shook his head no, "It doesnt like your friends either."

"My friends?" Y/n questioned.

"You're new york friends" He explained, "it doesnt like your dad either."

Y/n was silent for a moment, "fuck-"

Y/n got up quickly, "Where are you going?" Joyce asked.

"Its after my family!" Y/n argued, Dr.Owns throwing her keys.

"Take mine." He spoke, "go!"

You've never rushed off so quick before.

But he never told you what car he drives, and you got fucking annoyed and just broke into one and hot wired it and was off at the speed of light

Plus it was dark outside making it worse.

"Fuck. Marc I could really use you now!" Y/n argued, "Should Of just fucking listened! But No! You wanted a boyfriend! A normal life! Fuck a normal life!"

Y/n made it to her house, jumping out the car and rushing inside the house, no one home.

"Dad! Matt! Matthew!" Y/n shouted, curising as she looked around, "Karen! Peter!"

She walked into his room, "Curt!? Madani!"

No one. She went into her room, pushing over her bed, with ease and going to the loose floorboard.

"Fuck... Y/n cursed, but paused, looking at the vest, she could take it, put it back on.

Instead she grabbed the hatchets besides holstered on a belt.

"I can do this without you." She spoke, covering the floorboard and grabbing knifes from her wall.

"Thank god for Loki." Y/n spoke kissing one of the blades before holstering them on her belt.

Y/n covered the hole again and left to find her family.

You walked out the house, looking up at the full moon and screamed at the top of your lungs for Moonknight.

You were glad when part of the moon became blocked out, it Marc in the ceremonial armour landing at your feet.

"Now you need me?" Marc asked the coustume breaking away.

"Get in the damn car." Y/n ordered getting in the driver seat, "I need Steven."

"Well of course you do." Steven spoke getting into the passanger seat, "What is it today love? Midnight sons? Ancient Egyptian battle-"

Y/n speed off quickly, "Well slow down!" Steven complained.

"Theres a gateway here in Hawkins. To what they call the Upside down- It knows about me and Frank. I dont know where he is! And You need to help me!"

"Where the bloody hell would he be?" Steven asked

"I don't know!-"

Y/n floored on the breaks, rocking them both forward, "The Byers house."

"What?"

"The Byers house! If Frank's going to look for anyone it'd be at the Byers house! Fuck he knows me too well!" Y/n argued making a fast U turn, going back to Joyce's house.

"Who's the Byers!" Steven asked

"The moms Franks Girlfriend!"

"Frank has a girlfriend!?" Marc aspirated.

So you quickly drove to Joyce's house, well you where-

Until you stopped, smelling blood as you floored on the breaks.

"Marc I need you to contuine to look for my dad." Y/n explained getting out the driver seat.

"Excuse me!?"

"Look! Go look for my dad!" Y/n ordered, "Please."

He sighed, "You're lucky I like you."

He shifted over and took her seat, "becareful. I know you sense ya know....werid shit."

Y/n nodded.

You watched Marc drive off as you walked into the forest

You smelled Blood and Unlike Matt you couldnt identify who's blood

But with everything going on.. it was best to check

You found yourself farther than you thought as you made it to what seemed to be an old dumping grounds, an old bus, some old cars along with rubble here and there.

"Hello!" Y/n called.

She stopped when something squished below her.

"Aw...shit...always my fuckin feet..." y/n complained raising her foot.

Y/n kneeled down, taking a knife from her belt. Sticking it in the substance and bringing it closer. It was meat. Most likely beef from the color, or perhaps pork-

"Y/n!" Someone whispered in a rush. She looked up.

"Get over here!"

She looked up, and squinted, "Max?"

There was a low growl, Y/n pausing in her spot.

The bus door opened slowly, barely making a squeak Steve slowly walking out, hand loose in one hand and the other one out in sign for her to not make a move. Then brought a finger to his lips to tell her to keep quiet.

Another low growl as Y/n turned her head.

Just a rabid dog at first glance. Until it got closer. It's head made of what could be a flower bulb as it stalked closer.

Y/n slowly pulled one of her hatches from her side.

"Steve." Y/n started, "get in the bus."

"What-"

"Get in the fuckin' bus." Y/n ordered.

"No."

"I'm not-"

The growl came closer as it slowly closed in.

"Fuckin' stay close then..." Y/n whispered to him facing the dog.

It came running at the two, jumping for it's killing just for Y/n to slash it off to the side.

"Let me guess. Gift from a god." Steve spoke another growl being heard from behind, Steve's shoulder blades met hers quickly, they back to back.

"No." Y/n responded, "sharpened from the thrift store. Camping department."

"Keep on the toes in a circle," Y/n told taking the second hatchet out a second dog coming at them, Steve takinga swing at it, knocking it off and back into the on rolling fog.

"Gotta admit." Steve spoke up, twilring the bat in his hand, "Kinda hot seeing you kick ass Killer."

"Not the time to flirt hot shot." Y/n laughed.

"Steve! Y/n!" Dustin shouted.

"Busy!" Y/n complained.

"There's More!" Lucas shouted, "A shit load more!"

Y/n and Steve looked around them, they completely surronded by more of these flower head dogs.

"Oh..." y/n started.

"Fuck..." Steve finished.

"Abort! Abort!" Dustin shouted.

"Go! Go!" Y/n shouted.

The two took back back towards the bus, Steve rushing in with Y/n behind him, yet one clamped down on her hand.

"AH!" Y/n screamed.

"Y/n!" Steve shouted regripping his bat.

But Y/n dragged the monster in and Dustin shut the foor.

"Im keeping my fucking hand!" Y/n shouted at it, grabbing the lip of the monster and forcing it's mouth open.

"Holy Shit!" Max screamed Y/n getting her hand out and holding onto one of its petal like lips.

"Fuck. You!"

She pulled at it's mouth forcing it more open than it should be naturally, it screeching in pain as Y/n raised her foot up.

"Die! You!" Y/n shouted kicking it down, "peice!"

With more force and the help of her weight the thing was split, "Of shit!" She shouted for a final time, it dieing as Y/n threw it off to the side.

She falling onto the floor with heavy breathe, leaning against one of the broken seats "fuck..."

They looked at her in Horror, she covered in blood and guts, then the kids lauged.

"YOU'RE A TOTAL BAD ASS!" They cheered.

Yet it didnt last long as the dogs charged at the door, trying to get in, resulting in the fear setting back in.

"FUCKING HELL! IM DONE WITH FUCKING FLOWER FUCKIN FACES!" Y/n shouted grabbing the bat from Steve.

"Y/n! Y/N!"

You had already gone to the door where Dustin had tried to block it in and with the reching in demodog you beat it half to death.

Yet it didnt stop there, a scream from Max ripping you attention away, one of these dogs, screeching down at her from the open bus emergency exit.

But before anyone could make a move, it stopped and looking off to the side it chirping, growling then roaring before it left in a hurry.

You guys were quiet no one making a move for a good five mintues.

Steve was out the door first, back with his signature bat in hand as he checked

But the creatures had just vanished

And now that you all have a mintue to breathe in the outside air the adrenaline is starting to wear off.

"Dustin." Y/n called, "you got duck tape in that backpack of yours?"

He went through his bag, "Yeah. Here."

Y/n thanked him wrapping her bleeding hand and past her wrist in duck tape, "here."

He was in compelte shock as you just contuined on without a care, putting your hatchets away at your sides.

You all walked off, hoping to find where they went, Lucas found from using his binoculars that they went "home" Hawkins Lab

You told them last time you checked, Will was there

Dustin and Lucas started to try and fill you in

But you said you already knew, and not to worry you could handle it.

You stayed in the back of the group, Max walking besides you.

"Are...you okay?" She asked.

Y/n nodded, "yeah... this? Its nothing."

It was silent, "I know...you and Billy."

"I don't wanna talk about it..." Y/n responsed.

"But I just-"

"Look! Max! I don't care what you think!" Y/n argued, in a whispered shout, "my dad's god knows where, Im dead to Billy! I-"

She stopped rubbing over her face taking a deep breathe in, "Im...look Im sorry...I just...want everyone safe."

"Is that a superhero thing?" Max asked, "taking everything on yourself?"

"It just may be...Im not much of a hero..."

"Just a badass?" Max asked

Y/n chuckled, "Just a badass."

"Well..." she spoke, "if the badass doesn't mind. I don't mind helping with anything."

Y/n smiled patting Max on the head, "I'll remember that. Your first lesson when shits not grinding in the fan. Hot wiring."

"Really!?"

"No."

You all contuined forward, and you had to break up some stupid fight between Lucas and Dustin

Even tho they both yellled at you to stay out of it.

"Look! Both of you!" Y/n shouted, "You fucked up Dustin! You fucked up Lucas! You both get that!?"

"But-" Lucas tried to interveine.

"I said You fucked up Dustin! You fucked up Lucas! Do you both get that!? Or will I have to have The winter soilder come and stab both of you in the eye!" Y/n argued.

"You know The Winter Soilder?!" The two asked.

"Not the point!" Y/n argued, "so lets just. Go. Alright?"

The two nodded and contuined down the railroad path.

You all coming up on the lab.

Hearing hellos coming from the distance you all started towards the sound. Just for it to be Jonathan.

And Nancy...

Great she first tries to steal your boyfriend, talks to you like nothing happened, and then she was with your brother-Jonathan, she was with Jonathan.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Us!?" Nancy asked, "We're looking for Mike and Will."

"Shit what happen to your hand?" Jonathan asked Y/n grabbing the ducktaped hand.

"Nothing big-"

"Wait what are you doing here?" Nancy asked her.

"Right now? Getting Mike and Will out of there." Y/n argued pointing towards the lab.

"Gate has no power." Jonathan told her.

"Fuck..." Y/n spoke pulling away from him, looking up at the gate, "I can jump it-"

"Are you insane?!" Nancy asked, "That's barbed wire-"

"And?" Y/n asked walking towards the Fence serveying the area,"not as bad as you think."

She started to climb the fence.

"Y/n! Woah woah!" Steve stopped her, "You're injured-"

"Will and Mike are in there!" Y/n defended and started to climb again, but Nancy pulled her down.

"Are you trying to die?" Nancy argued.

Y/n turned to her getting dangerously close, "no but your going to if you touch me again."

Nancy looked offended, "What the hell-"

"Blow it out your ass Nancy." Y/n argued, "You're just Bullshit. You're pure bullshit!"

"Y/n-"

"Be quiet." Y/n ordered, "You stop me again, I will hurt you."

Y/n climbed over the fence, just barely able to throw herself over the barbed wire.

"Y/n!" Steve shouted, "Y/n!"

You ignored him and managed to hurry to the building, yet the door wouldnt open and if the power is off...

You managed with one of your longer pins to slide it between the door and the door frame wiggling around till you heard a click and the door opened letting you in

It's time to go safe the homies now

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