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𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬
“𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯'
𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴“
Inspo: Shawn Mendes - Piece Of You
Pairing: Jennifer Walters x Black!Fem!reader
Summary: Jennifer didn’t like it when people look at you for too long.
Warnings: Smut with absolutely no plot. Brat taming and strap-on
Words 1142
DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!
Jennifer had a feeling bringing you to this work party had been a mistake. It wasn’t your fault, of course, it was just how she got when it came to, well, you.
You were a beautiful young reporter that worked, sadly, at the Daily Bugel. Unlike Jonah, you tried your best to keep things as factual and real as possible. So, with Spider-Man, you actively wrote pieces that defended the masked vigilante, unlike your boss. You were a woman that knew what you wanted and that may have been the reason why Jennifer had been mesmerized by you.
So, the second you walked into the room, everyone’s eyes were on you. Not only just because you were a rather famous official in New York, but because the red dress you wore hugged your figure beautifully. Insinuating each curve that Jennifer wanted to grab at and squeeze.
But Jennifer had to endure the men who placed their hands on your waist in greetings. Feeling her anger grow more and more everyone touched you. They knew you belonged to her, but they sadly had gone dumb the moment your beautiful and alluring figure appeared in their gaze. It’s like your mere presence was enough to control the minds of everyone in the general radius.
And Jennifer hated the way she got when it came to her obsessive nature over you. She was shamelessly addicted to you and knew she was the lucky one that got you. But what didn’t help was your encouragement for it because it simply turned you on. Sure, seeing you grinning in glee when she picked you up, anger flowing through her bones as she could think of all the possessive things she was going to do to you later, turned her on as well.
But this, this just hurt. She had fallen into your grasp years ago and it felt like you were pulling her in tighter and tighter until she was on her knees for you. Which was how it usually got when she was jealous that your attention was solely on her.
It seemed you knew this because when your eyes caught hers, you smirked and continued your conversation with one of the other journalists there. Jennifer had to let out controlled breathing, not wanting to ruin her dress by Hulking out. What she could focus on was what she had planned for you when the both of you got back to your guys’ apartment.
“Jenn- Wait! I-It’s too much!” You cried nail’s diggings into the top of the lawyer’s hands that held your waist. Your body was held up to meet the giant strap that ripped you apart from the stretch and length that the woman had forced inside of you.
Her thrusts were unrelenting as she growled in annoyance from your complaining. “You’ve been a brat, sweety. Only right I put you in your place. Now, be quiet and take my cock.”
She used your body as a toy, viewed to be her own amusement and pleasure. Something to release her anger out on as she fucked you. The harder she went, the harder it got for you to breathe or think. And the harder you cried, the more forceful Jennifer was with you.
Her hulking figure standing over you, muscles clenched as her tied-up hair swayed with each pound. Sweat glistened off her abs from the amount of anger and frustration she had been putting into disciplining you. Baby hairs sticking to her forehead as she sighed softly, head tilting at the sight of your curved back, ass up in the air. The tips of her fingers were able to feel the bulge of her strap on your stomach. A beautiful feeling knowing that she was teaching you the lesson you deserved.
Slamming her hips flush with yours, Jennifer carefully carried you over to the bed. Falling forward with her body keeping you pressed to the bed as her hips began to thrust erratically into you. A moan fell from your lips as she grunted with each movement.
“Such a beautiful toy for me to play with,” she growled into your ear. “Maybe we should do this more often, baby.”
“I-I’m sorry!” You cried. “I fucked up. Just, p-please go slower.”
Your pathetic pleads fell on deaf ears as Jennifer sits up, placing one of her hands between your shoulder blades to keep you down. Her other hand grabbed at your ass, squeezing softly at the plump flesh. Biting her bottom lip as she tilted her head, examining the way it reverberated with the ruthless pound of her hips.
As always, she was mesmerized by your body.
Slowing her thrusts, she heard you gasp for air. Giving you the bliss of fake cock sliding deep inside of you. Walls unresponsive to squeezing around you just from the abuse she had caused. But the feeling of being filled to the brim was mindblowing to you. Your eyes roll back with a moan slipping past the small crack of your lips.
“Who do you belong to, Y/n?” Jennifer’s deep voice tickled the shell of your ear as you moaned from the perfect roll of her hips. Hitting the sensitive spot in you, but something was missing.
“You, Jenn- Fuck! I’ll only ever belong to you, babe.” Hearing that was enough for Jennifer to hook her hand around your waist and rub at your clit. The pure electrifying feeling it sent through your body put you in a mindless state. That and her thrusts that sped up just enough to a pleasurable rate, you were done for.
And Jennifer enjoyed the sight of your body writhing beneath her. Choked moans fell from your lips as you took the large green cock with ease. “Yes!” You cried, climax slamming against you in waves your body twitched as you swallowed each inch of Jennifer’s cock. You soaked up each gentle rub of her calloused fingers to your clit. It was blissful until one of your hands was reaching back and pushing against her pelvis.
Getting the hint, Jennifer began to pull out. Hearing you whine and whimper at the loss of fulfilment as the large cock finally was pulled from your destroyed pussy. She took the strap off and carefully lifted your tired body up and laid you on the bed. Tucking you in and sliding in next to you.
Her arms wrapped protectively around you with her face stuffed in your messy hair. “Are you gonna behave from now on?” She inquired softly.
A shaky laugh fell from your lips as your hand cupped her sex. Sliding your fingers through her drenched folds and bringing the digits to your lips. Jennifer watched as you sucked on them eagerly and hummed before pulling them out with a pop.
“As long as I get to have my dinner, baby.”
#jennifer walters imagine#jennifer walters fanfiction#jennifer walters smut#jennifer walters x reader#jennifer walters x black!fem!reader#jennifer walters x black!reader#jennifer walters x black fem reader#jennifer walters x fem!reader#jennifer walters#x black!reader#marvel x black!fem!reader#marvel x black!reader#x black!fem!reader#poc reader#x poc reader#tatiana maslany
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A/N: Deeks recovers from his injured ribs after FLETC. Yes, I’m going humorous with this despite my great dislike of the humor in the actual FLETC arc.
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Convalescing
Kensi walked into the house approximately seven hours later than she wanted to. Even though the team was supposed to have a couple days off, yet another emergency had cropped up, and soon they were working LAPD to find a stolen thumb drive with sensitive information. The theft turned out to be the work of a couple clueless teens who had no idea they’d broken into the house of a colonel.
Overall, they closed the case quickly, but it still took time to write everything up and deal with the teens. Through the whole process, Kensi couldn’t help thinking about how much Deeks had supported the communication between LAPD and their team. They’d definitely noticed the difference with Deeks out of commission with his bruised ribs. Of course, he’d be returning to a different position once he recovered.
She was still mulling it all over when she found Deeks in the living room, spread out on the couch with a pile of pillows, the remote in one hand, and eyes focused on the TV screen in front of him.
“Hey, baby.” She leaned on the arm of the couch, leaning down to kiss press a kiss into the top of his curls. She’d missed him. Especially after being separated while he was at FLETC, she noticed his absence at work even more.
“Hey,” he responded distractedly. It took him a second to look away from whatever show or movie he had on, but when he did, he gifted her with a sweet smile, tipping his chin up to kiss her earnestly. When he pulled back, he wrapped his arm around her back, gently urging her to scoot next to him. “How was your day?”
“Fine. Long and kind of boring,” she answered with a shrug.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there to liven things up for you.” He winked teasingly, turning his attention back to the TV.
“Oh, hang in a second, I’m waiting to find out if Cory and Topanga’s get back together,” Deeks said, making a hushing gesture in Kensi’s direction.
“What? What are you watching?” Squinting at the screen, Kensi watched the brightly lighted scene for a few seconds, then turned to face Deeks with a confused expression. “Why are you watching a 90s TGIF show?”
“Well, it was a little outside my demographic when it originally aired and there’s a marathon on. I like Shawn. He’s kind of angsty, but his backstory resonates with me for obvious reasons.”
The entire time he spoke, his eyes never left the TV, which apparently had captured his entire attention.
“Ok, Sweetie, I think you’ve been watching too much daytime TV,” Kensi decided. “How long have you had this on?”
“Uh, since I finished cleaning the kitchen. So like 9:30?” he responded with a shrug.
“Deeks, you’re not supposed to be doing anything strenuous.”
He looked her way long enough to roll his eyes. “Kens, I don’t think wiping down the table and cleaning some dishes is going to kill me.”
“Probably not, but the doctor did say you should relax for the next couple of weeks to give your ribs time to heal.”
“Look, I spent three months working to get through FLETC so I could finally work with you guys again, and now I’m benched. I’m already annoyed and bored, the least you can let me do is some light cleaning and watch cheesy TV,” Deeks said, the frustration clear in his voice.
Kensi’s heart broke for him a little bit. As much as she’d missed him, at least she’d still had the normally of work and their team while Deeks had been separated from everything.
“I’m sorry, baby. I know it’s not easy.” She ran her fingers through his hair, and he shrugged, but she noticed he leaned into her touch.
“Eh, I’m just pouting.”
“No, you deserve a break after the last six months. Maybe I can make it a little less awful,” she offered. Deeks raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.
“What did you have in mind?”
“I’m not sure, but I promise it will be better than a kids show,” she promised, taking his hand, and gently tugging him off the couch.
“Mm, whatever it is, might be worth a few extra days convalescing,” Deeks commented as she led him upstairs.
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A/N: Partially inspired by my semi-recent discovery of “Boy Meets World”.
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i just finished TDPI here are some thoughts:
also let me preface this by saying i was spoiled on quite a few significant stuff - the island is fake, scarlett turns evil, max & scarlett double elimination, amy & sammy double elimination, beardo & leonard first boots, shawn & sky finalists, dave is weird, jasmine & shawn canon couple - so if i don't give any significant opinions on those, that's why
i don't get why everyone hates this season. it's just any other season but, like, shorter? oh no they cut the intro- who cares??
and if you're gonna critique it for fast-paced writing, hi, are you new here? this is the total drama fandom, where we discuss the total drama show.
max was one of the best characters and i CANNOT stop drawing him he is SOOO fun to draw oh my..
on that note, my favorites were, in no particular order: shawn, jasmine, max, ella and topher <3
amy and sammy were the most annoying characters ever, their fighting was entertaining but tiring and repetitive. i liked the brief period in which jasmine and sammy were friends but sammy was kind of annoying after amy's elimination
scarlett was bearable until her villain arc and would've been an amazing villain if the season was a bit longer
#justiceforbeardo
sky was so annoying oh my god. how do people call her one of the sane ones. she is literally SOOO annoying OH MY GOD i hate her ass
on that note, DAVE AND RODNEY, SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE CHALLENGE??? rodney reminds me sm of this one boy who wanted to kiss me after we'd known each other for like, two months and he knew nothing about me and still was like "ever since the day i met you i knew you were different" bruh. also dave shut the fuck up and accept rejection challenge level impossible
definitely one of the best seasons for chris. i loved the rhyming at the start and end of every episode, his shenanigans haven't gotten old ever. "like, oh my god, whaaat?" in the last episode had me dying. why is he like this. also he and chef are a married couple as usual
"I'LL BRING MY FACE!" and that's when i knew i loved him.
shawn and jasmine are one of THE tdi couple btw
ella you are so underappreciated i love you i treasure you i hope you are happy forever. my love. my little girl. my sweetie pie
again why was rodney there? ew
shawn i love you so much
shawn has so much t-boy swag
max <3
um what else
SHAWN <333
#total drama#total drama island#total drama pahkitew island#td shawn#td max#td ella#td topher#td jasmine
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THOUGHTS ON THE FINALE OF PRETTY LITTLE LIARS ORIGINAL SIN!!!!
*SPOILERS* if you haven't watched the last few episodes yet you've been warned
*TW/CW- mature/sensitive content in this post
I am literally still processing everything but:
Was I the only one who thought the Liars' plan with the blood drive was actually kind of creative?
Ohhh the principal rejecting Tabby's film had me SEETHING. I should have known from that scene he'd be the one behind it all/pulling the strings.
Going back and rewatching the scene where Chip tries to ask Imogen if she wants to go to his place for Thanksgiving is now very uncomfortable. Thank god she had Tabby and her mom!! And that's on the tabogen agenda.
I honestly thought Shawn was going to be a part of the A stuff or the guy who assaulted Tabby and Imogen but he was not. If we get a season 2 though, I'm keeping an eye on him. No offense Noa- but he lied about the pills/drugs. Like I wonder if he really was telling the truth when he said later that he threw them out.
The club scene!! Iconic, but the rational part of my brain also was like "Yes Faran good suggestion- WAIT THEY'RE MINORS THEY SHOULD NOT BE OUT CLUBBING"
When Kelly(?) "said call me Karen" to Greg- HUHHH?
I knew Crazy Joe wasn't A
It felt too much like a red herring to me- too obvious
The Waters' house did give me AHS Murder House vibes- they really nailed the creepy vibe with the set
Yess finally I’m so glad they got the moms to talk about Angela- also the fact that each mom's situation with Angela paralleled the daughters in the present
Noa saying "I can't handle juggling two addicts in my life" SWEETIE no :(((((
FARAN LETTING HER HAIR DOWN!!
I'm glad Henry told Faran about Kelly kissing him and didn't keep it a secret. Maybe there is one decent man on this show??
Also Ben Cook heyyy good for him getting those roles!
Ash just eating the pizza instead of directly answering Mouse's mom HAHA
Tabby's mom going OFF on Wes like that!!!
Faran going off on Sheriff Beasley!! QUEEN!
We got to see Imogen’s dad, interesting.
**The fact that he mentioned that Imogen’s mom stated in her will for Imogen to live with the Haworthes if anything bad happened though- TABOGEN WAS FATED!
Honestly the whole Beasley family situation was really sad- and like the fact that there are some families like this in real life- it was really giving me Melanie Martinez Dollhouse vibes for sure.
Oh I see Kelly x Faran as a potential headcanon.
Oh damn. It was Chip.
The whole scene when Imogen and Tabby confronted Chip though?Wow. Top tier acting from Bailee and Chandler. Powerful.
"This year has made us very, very good liars" ICONIC!
OMG THE FINAL EPISODE THOUGH HHHHHH
So much went DOWN!!
I'm still in shock with A doing that to Davie's body though- Tabby asking if Imogen was okay "Nope. Definitely not"
IMOGEN ADAMS DESERVES THE ENTIRE WORLD!! Fuck A for giving her life long trauma!
Not Angela's brother being named Archie- STOP WITH THE R*VERD*LE REFERENCES
IT WAS THE PRINCIPAL!!!! That was a good twist, I appreciate it.
Omg Kelly's mom stabbing Sheriff Beasley though was another twist I did not see coming.
1000000000+ points for adding a Motley Crue song in there!!
I absolutely LOVED the moment when the rest of the girls immediately stood up when the principal threatened to shoot Imogen and her baby- RIDE OR DIES FOR EACH OTHER YES
**THE FIGHT SCENE WITH IMOGEN AND A!!
MAKING CINEMATIC HISTORY
The camera angles in this show- absolutely DELICIOUS
Tabby being there when Imogen woke up in the hospital GO TABOGEN GO
The scene where everyone was celebrating Christmas together 🥺🥺 (every other ship kissing and then TABOGEN pls SEASON 2 SO WE CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN!!!)
Also why did I know someone was going to say Die Hard when Tabby asked about favorite Christmas movies and why did it fit Shawn perfectly-
Aww Elodie and Shirley saying they're going to couples therapy GOOD FOR THEM!! (technically they ALL need it lol)
Interesting way to bring back some original PLL with that Aria and Ezra mention.. but when that baby finds out that her parents were in a student teacher relationship-
Overall glad that all those nasty men were EXPOSED. Especially the principal and Sheriff Beasley. Still wondering about Wes though. If there's a season 2 I'm keeping an eye on him too.
So Kelly was Kelly the whole time- I like that there’s a possibility that she stays friends with the Liars in the future- but like what if it’s still Karen? I wanna believe it’s Kelly and that Kelly is good but still.
And finally, Imogen saying she thinks it’s over
But A killed Sheriff Beasley AND came back for Chip-
When I first heard about this show, I was skeptical at first and didn't have many expectations going into it. I never watched the very first Pretty Little Liars series in its entirety, but this spinoff somehow managed to pull me in. Thank you PLLOS Original Sin for everything! What an amazing cast and show. I would definitely recommend this show to others.
SEASON 2, SEASON 2, SEASON 2
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@theundertakeriscoming I'm that sleep deprived I've had to Google what a biography is. If this is wrong I apologise, my brain stopped working the moment I started crying over rey mysterio, Stacy and then Cody with his little girl.
The Family of Destruction- Tell us!
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"How'd you two even meet? Like obviously because of the wwe but How'd you even get together?" Cassie asks as the fighting over monopoly calms down. "I don't want to know" Leon mutters leaning against drew. "Why not? I do" drew admits. "Because they were probably fucking in supply closets until Kevin or goldust bashed their heads together" Leon scoffs. "Thats how I remembered it" Kevin shrugs handing hunter a water. "I don't even want to know" hunter agrees with Leon. Stephanie rolls her eyes. "I do. I mean, you had to have a moment were you looked at each other and thought, I love him. I want to be with him for the rest of my life" Stephanie states. "Yeah, tell us about that stuff." Rhea nods. Taker looks at shawn.
Shawn is just smiling as he stares into the fire. "You wanna play storyteller?" Taker asks, resting his hand on shawns lower back. Shawn leans back into it. "Sure." Shawn nods. Leon, despite saying he wasn't interested, adjusts to get comfortable. Which drew recognises straight away.
---Story---
"You should try making some friends." Vince tells Shawn. Shawn just pouts and leans back in his chair. "Why would I need friends? I'm here to perform, as long as I can do that I'll be fine" Shawn states. Vince just chuckles and shakes his head. "That view will change one day michaels, you'll realise you need people, now get going" vince tells him. Shawn sighs and stands up. "As if." Shawn states. "Youll fall in love one day Shawn. For real that time aswell." Vince states. Shawn looks at the older man. "Im the heartbreak kid! Love is a fools game" Shawn smirks before walking out. "Sure it is" vince hums with a knowing look on his face as shawn pauses in the doorway.
Shawns eyes widen as a tall man with red hair walks down the hall. He stops infront of Shawn and looks down at him. "Uh um hi, I...I'm shawn" Shawn states. Undertaker examines him and tilts his head. Shawns eyes widen as his heart races. "Cmon taker boy what's the wait!" A high voice shrills. Shawn looks as the short fat man appears. "Oh. Michaels.." he chuckles, shawn didnt know who this man was. He saw the taller mans debue and this wasn't his handler. At least not out there. "You gonna let my next meeting in Shawn?" Vince asks from behind him. Shawns cheeks heat up. "Oh! Yes um sorry" Shawn chokes stepping to the side. The fatter man walks in after vince smirks at shawn and goes back in. Taker stops next to shawn and looks back at him. He sends him a small smile and shawn gasps quietly as the man walks into the office and the door shuts. Shawn can't help the blush and small smile as he skips off down the halls.
--Present--
"I was not blushing!" Shawn protests. "You were too. I wouldn't forget that. I remember everything from the colour of your earing that's day" Taker states. Leon rolls his eyes. "What colour then?" Goldust asks. "The studs were reddish. I remembered they brought your baby blues out. The strands were gold. Which also made your eyes pop" Taker states. Shawns cheeks flush. Cassie and Leon share a disgusted look.
--Story--
Shawn couldn't stop thinking about the deadman. And that would be a pattern to follow them throughout the years. Shawn recounts the whole game between them really starting the moment taker comes to his rescue, a lot.
--present--
"It wasn't a lot" Taker huffs. "It damn was" Kevin scoffs. Taker looks at kevin. "Oh sweetie, it was, I was in the ring during some of them" goldust nods. "Thank you, anyways-"
--Story--
But for shawn, it wasn't that. It was what he did off camera. It was the way he treated Shawn. Everyone else saw Shawn as a brat or a piece of candy. Taker? He saw Shawn. He could see the real him. It was the way taker would make subtle comments in shawns defence. How he'd gladly tell the harts to shut up.-
--present--
"So you loved him because he was a bodyguard? Might aswell of married Kevin then" Leon scoffs. Kevin raises an eyebrow. "Then we wouldn't have your beautiful face and personality" hunter huffs. "Exactly." Leon comments. "What do you see in him?" Goldust asks drew. Drew looks at shawn and taker and smiles. "The samething Shawn sees." Drew comments. Shawn looks at him and smiles.
--Story--
It wasn't just how he stood up for shawn. It was how taker, and shawn knew it, could see all shawns demons, all his flaws, and he still chose to treat him as a human. Shawn also appreciated the way he saw into taker. He saw a human side in him. A side no one else seemed to see.
Shawn knew he should of been angry at the casket match. At the things ministry did..but shawn couldn't. He couldn't, not when he could still see the man he loved. The man who showed him kindness even despite the fact shawn would yell and curse at him.
It's the fact every valentines, no matter what their relationship was, shawn would always find a black rose. No matter where he was. How far away he was. And shawn knew. No matter the fact he never told taker he knew.
If he had to chose a moment that he knew he was in love with taker, it had to be the day he received the first rose. It was his lowest day. He had the harts hounding him. Vince yelling at him for slipping up. The tiniest timing issue in the ring and vince acted as if he threw the match.
Shawn was going to drown his sorrows in alcohol and drugs when he saw the rose. He saw the rose and decided to sleep it off instead.
--Present--
"I fuckin knew it" hunter whispers. "Sure you did" Kevin huffs. Leon pauses. He glances at drew. 'The samething Shawn sees....' Leon's eyes widen slightly. 'Human.'
--Story--
Taker couldn't put it simpler, he knew something was special about the blonde the moment he saw him outside vinces office. This heartbreaker who suffered more heartbreak then actually caused heartbreak. It conflicted taker. He..grew attached. He felt the need to protect the smaller.
He needed too.
The moment taker knew he was in love with shawn?
The moment Shawn looked at him, sat outside and told him, 'I see you'
It changed everything in takers head. It rocked his world. Someone saw him.
--Present--
"So, to clarify, you two were fucking the entire time though?" Goldust asks. "Yes and you know that" Taker sighs. Kane grunts. Leon stands and makes his way to the end of the garden. Shawn watches him. "So, let me get this right, you two decided you loved each other because you could see the true each other?" Cassie asks. "Yeah" Shawn nods. "Thats actually really sweet" Rhea admits holding cassies hand. "Yeah it is." Taker nods looking at drew. "Shall I let you?" Taker asks. Drew looks at taker. "Thank you" drew smiles before following Leon.
Taker and shawn share a glance. "Hes the one." Taker mutters. "Been telling you that since day one" Shawn smirks.
Leon keeps his eyes on the stars as drew stands next to him. "You know I've never seen you as a monster, right?" Drew asks. Leon lowers his head. "I know." Leon whispers. "I never will. Your human to me Leon. Even with the demon stuff. Your my Leon. My beautiful baby." Drew tells him. "You know, I realised I loved you the day you stood up to vince when he wanted me to do a promo with Paul. You refused to leave my side. You didn't see my fear as weakness. You took pride in me." Leon tells him. Drew smiles. "I knew I loved you the moment you stood up for others despite what they did to you. It shows your heart. How big and true it is. You stood up for sheamus because I cared for him. Despite saying you hated me." Drew smiles. "Yeah and now I'm stuck with the little shit. Stupidest thing I ever did" Leon huffs causing Drew to laugh. Leon smiles at the taller man.
"I knew I loved cassie the moment I saw her not only dump Austin but drop him on live TV and walk away like a boss" Rhea chuckles. Shawn smiles and nods. "I knew I loved you the moment you dropped character to help a panicking child." Cassie states. "Shows your true heart." Cassie states. "You mean the child she caused to panic" Leon hums as they walk over. "Always one who has to ruin it" cassie frowns.
"Eh, I love you all. Your all my stupid misfits. Even you hunter" Taker admits. They all smile. "Aw thanks taker" hunter smiles. "Ill never say it again so make the most of that" Taker huffs causing them all to laugh.
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I'm sorry this is bad but I'm tired and well wrestlmania is over so am I.
I'll do you hbtaker one about nxt tomorrow, I promise. (Or the day after)
It's probably incorrect but I've done technically 5 fics today in the span of 5 hours. So a win. Even if this last one is shit.
Atleast the hbtaker one will be better.
#wwe#shawn michaels#the undertaker#wwf#hbtaker#undertaker x shawn michaels#shawn x undertaker#triple h#kevin nash#goldust#stephanie mcmahon#vince mcmahon#paul bearer#kane#drew mcintyre#rhea ripley#austin theory#sheamus#oc characters#leon michaels#cassidy michaels#the family of destruction#the family of destruction fics
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Break down of scenes from shameless US season 6 episode 12 'familia supra gallegorious omnia!' (The episode where fiona almost marries shawn a.k.a penis head)
-Frank pisses in Shawn's shoes: iconic
-Carl wants to start taking on more responsibility and wants to iron his shirt: we love that for him he's such a sweety
-fiona being out the loop with not knowing Carl had already started sleeping with Dom: now fiona has a lot of times like this throughout the later series of just not knowing what going on especially through this season and it really shows the gradual transition to her leaving the house
-Lip in jail: he be a silly boy but ultimately I conclude it was a huge self-sabotage because he was so fucked over with professor shitty runyon fucking him over on top of all the other shit stuff in his life like this boy has been traumatised by Karen leaving and now another person has left him in a really shit way :(
-Kev Veronica and svet: you can see fiona is almost disturbed to see this throuple for the first time, and I believe this is not because its a throuple I think she would have no issue at all if the hooked up with some chill nice person but it's cause its svet and fiona has already identified her as a dirt bag when she denied he access to her flat
Kaleb is a cunt: I get he was trying to encourage his boyfriend but ffs there's way better ways to do that not calling your boyfriend a baby, I would have broken up with him right there! Obviously this is brushed over by Ian but this also marks an interesting point in Ians story because so far he has beaten down by the restrictions of society and because he's had bipolar thus far so many societal doors have been slammed in his face- though it is great to show Ian got the job I feel like this is trying to say if you just try harder you too can overcome the societal limits placed on you cause of your poor mental health-which is obviously incorrect cause the system is fucked and for many it doesn't matter how hard you try
-shawn brings fiona some flowers: though it may seem sweet when you think about it this is one of the only very nice things we've seen him do for fiona like yeah we have seen him help her in emergencies etc. But throughout their relationships he's usually so standoffish, so I think he is getting these to try and ensure she thinks he is a nice guy-but he's not! He's stinky!
Second to last, the church!!: this is very subtle and also something that has annoyed so much every time I've watched this episode why in the fuck I they getting married in some school hall and not the main church, now one might say money but the how the hell did Mickeys fam afford that huge church for one baptism?? No I think mentally fiona wasn't taking this marriage seriously just like the last one, there was no need to rush but she did, it also works cinematically to set the events of the wedding with the backdrop of the tacky Hall that didn't have any decorations or the vibe of a wedding at all because it showed the family being fucked up and the marriage not working and the background reflected that fucked upness
Ians face seeing Kev kiss svet and vernocia: iconic
-fiona talks to shawn outside: she says she is cold which is an obvious plea for him to at least give her his jacket cause even though the knows he will leave she is calling out for some confirmation they aren't over and that he at least partly cares for her even if she isn't his priority, but no he ignores this because he is a sociopathic cunt
#shameless#shameless us#lip gallagher#fiona gallagher#i am high#no you are!#i hope some of this made sense#i feel i may have done this episode as a rant before so soz if i have
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So, Leeshyy on AO3 requested a Hell’s Studio story where Ruth (my version of Henry’s daughter from that AU) and Charlie (Sammy and Susie’s adoptive child) meet.
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Charlie had their face pressed against the window of their parents’ car as they drove down the street toward the Stein household. This was the first time they’d gotten to actually properly go trick or treating and they could barely contain their excitement. They’d been looking forward to this for months.
“Careful, sweetie, you’ll mess up your mask,” Susie said, glancing back from the passenger seat.
Charlie had decided to dress as the Phantom of the Opera, which had involved them begging Shawn to help them sew their own little opera suit. It had turned out rather nice, to everyone’s surprise, although their mask did keep falling off.
Upon Susie’s comment, Charlie took off the mask before pressing their face further against the car window. “Are we almost there?”
“We’re almost there,” Sammy confirmed.
“How many houses do you think we’re gonna go to?” Charlie asked, bouncing up and down more in their seat. “What kinda candy to you think we’ll get?”
“We’ll keep going until you both get tired,” Sammy answered.
“And the candy?” Charlie prompted, tearing their gaze away from the window to look at their parents. “What kind do you think we’ll get?”
“I think that’ll depend on the house, sweetie,” Susie said. “But it’ll probably be a lot of chocolate, I think.”
Charlie nodded in approval at this appraisal.
A few minutes later, their car pulled up outside the Stein household, where the family were waiting outside. Linda had a Polaroid and was taking pictures of Ruth and Henry on the front lawn. Henry was dressed up like Bendy, with a black vest, black slacks, a white bowtie, and a little headband with devil horns. Meanwhile Ruth had evidently decided she wanted to be a werewolf. She had her face painted grey, a grey mane made of fake fur, furry gloves and boots, and ripped clothes. Linda herself had a standard witch costume with the hat and black dress.
Ruth visibly lit up upon seeing the car pull up and the Campbell-Lawrence family getting out.
“They’re here!!” She squealed, wriggling in her father’s arms in an attempt to get free.
“Whoa, hang on.” Henry laughed and set her down, allowing her to go sprinting over to Charlie, who suddenly seemed rather shy.
“Hi!” Ruth waved enthusiastically.
“...Hi.” Charlie peered out from where they were hiding behind Susie.
“I like your costume!” Ruth said. “You look really cool!”
Charlie perked up a bit. “Thanks. Yours is really cool too!”
“Thanks! Mom helped me paint my face so I look like a wolf. Am I scary?” Ruth pulled what she hoped was a scary face.
Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. “Uh, no. Not really.”
“Aw...” Ruth pouted for a moment, but quickly bounced back. “Oh well. You wanna go get candy now?”
“Yeah!” Charlie grinned and nodded fervently.
Susie, Sammy, Linda, and Henry all collectively breathed a sigh of relief. They’d all been a bit nervous about how this meeting would go. Susie and Sammy knew Charlie could be a bit skittish when meeting new people, even when they were excited about it, and Henry and Linda knew Ruth could come on...a bit strong. Now they just had to hope things would keep going well.
Charlie’s confidence seemed to vanish again once they were actually going to houses for candy, but Ruth took this in stride, taking Charlie’s hand to lead them up to the doors. She said trick or treat for both of them, taking the lead in guiding her new friend from house to house.
The more houses they went to, the more confident Charlie became, until they no longer needed Ruth to say trick or treat for them or guide them to the door. Soon, they were both comparing the candy they’d gotten and talking about their costumes and why they’d chosen to be what they had. Ruth had wanted to be scary while Charlie had wanted to do something to be like their dad, since they associated Sammy strongly with music.
Sammy, Susie, Linda, and Henry followed a safe distance away, close enough to keep an eye on the kids, but far enough away so as not to crowd them.
It took longer than the parents had expected for the kids to get tuckered out, but once they were, Ruth and Charlie were really out. Henry and Susie ended up carrying the kids back to the Stein household, where Ruth was taken to bed and Charlie was placed in the backseat of the car to go home.
“Did you have fun?” Susie whispered as she buckled Charlie in.
Charlie shifted a bit, only half awake, and nodded. “Mm hm.”
In the driver’s seat, Sammy smiled to himself. “Good to hear.”
He hoped the next year would be just as good.
#bendy and the ink machine#fanfiction#hell's studio au#charlie lawrence#henry stein#linda stein#sammy lawrence#susie campbell#ruth stein
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Ana!
For the Ask Game - What do you think about Owen Hart?
<3 - Mitch
Mitch!
Oh! Sweetie! Sweet boy! I love him! Like, his fued with Bret... look in his defense Bret was being arrogant when he wouldn't tag him in in matches dwwkwkwlw
Also, the bad boy thing? Like mean Owen thing that he tried after 1997 was dropped WAY TOO QUICKLY there's so many rumors of why that fued with Shawn was dropped...
Sweet talented man...gone way too quickly...
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Van Der Wulff : Thanksgiving 2
You watched conflicted as Robin walked away, greeting Damien effortlessly. Like it didn’t bother him, it both upset you and made you drawn more to him. You bitterly turned away from him and went to walk toward the table. Lucy looking directly at you from holding one of her brothers hand. You looked away from her and was met with the sweet smiling face of Anne and Gemma.
“Happy Thanksgiving, sweetie.” She said happily taking your hand in hers and she kissed your cheek in greeting. She seemed like she and Gemma were hiding there nervousness. Even though they were dressed to be here (expensive dresses that Ed paid for) they were out of place amongst the criminals here. You thought why Edward invited them then realized it wasn’t him. Negan must have insisted or even invited them himself.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Anne” you replied warmly and similarly greeting Gemma, Harry and Marcel. You stopped when you reached Edward. His face was no longer swollen like the pictures Damien had shown you. Though marks of the accident littered his face in forms of purple bruises and small cuts. You felt your heart swell for him as you made eye contact.
“Happy Thanksgiving.” He mumbled, his hands in his pockets. “You look nice.”
“Thank you.” You said trying to sound as neutral as possible. “I’m glad you’re okay.” Since Edward accident you were forbidden from seeing him – not by anne but by the police who questioned you for the accident. Referring to you as the scorned girlfriend who had a perfect motive. It would have been a perfect crime to them, save for the airtight alibi you had.
“For the record,” he said motioning to one of the waiters who was walking around with glasses of wine. “I knew it wasn’t you. If you were going to kill me, I’d like to think you’d let me know it was you.” He was joking but you could tell the accident did scare him. You knew it scared his mother, she often turned a blind eye to what he did but that was to much for her. And even now you sensed the tension between the two.
“Ed,” Anne said gently putting a hand on his shoulder, though he flinched at the contact. “Can you help me find my seat?” He nodded and took his mothers arm in his own. You watched the approach the table and figured you should find out yourself. Looking at the seating chart you smiled seeing GD’s name and thought about quickly and quietly switching your own to be next to him. But instead you were sat across from Shawn, Makayla on one side of you and a woman named Bethany on the other side of you. You frowned thinking of spending the whole dinner with Shawn. His limo driver lingering on your mind, did he know about you and Robin? Probably.
“Not happy either huh?” A voice next to you brought you out of your thoughts. A blue-eyed blonde stood next to you and for a moment you were surprised expecting to see more of the Morrose siblings pop up somewhere around him. But when he looked down at you, you saw small wisps of black in his roots and realized it was dyed. “Me either” He pointed out his name. Judas Ellis. He sat between Stephan and someone named Irma. “Want to switch?”
“Whos irma?” You asked and he motioned to the woman smiling a little too wide on Lucian’s arm.
“My dads newest girlfriend…” He said and you nodded. You hadn’t met any of Damien’s brothers besides Stephan, of course, and now as you looked more at him you saw the resemblance of his father. “Shes…. Trying to hard. I’d rather not sit next to her.” He said and then shook his head as though remembering his manners. “Sorry, I’m Jude Ellis.” He stuck out his hand and you shook it amused.
“Arianna Johnson.” You replied and his eyes lit with recognition.
“Oh! The girl Stephan took to prom right?” He said and you couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Yeah we spent all of two minutes together before he ditched me to be with his friends.”
“He has friends?” Jude questioned and you laughed. “So is you switching with me completely out of the question?” Your nod made him pout “I’ll guess I’ll just have to convince someone else.”
“Why don’t you switch with one of your brothers?” You asked motioning the waiter for another drink. Yours was empty.
“Father requested someone partial to sit next to her. She has already gotten into an argument with nearly every one of us. Except Lucy of course, but she won’t last. Lucy thinks she’s…. fake.” You hadn’t noticed you were making the face and Jude laughed. “You met Lucy, then? She’s fun, right?” He said and you weren’t sure if he was joking. The smirk on his face relaxed you. “Don’t worry about it. Lucy scares a lot of people, That’s why she’s dads favorite.”
You laughed and saw Stephan lock eyes with you from across the room. You groaned as he approached. His eyes flickered to Jude then back to you, his nostrils flaring up. Jude stepped in front of you.
“I’ll distract him if you want to leave. I think he” he motioned to GD standing by the bar watching you along with TOP. When you looked at them both boys looked away as though they did not just meet your eyes. “Is trying to get your attention. I’ll fend off my brother.” You sighed and looked up at him.
“Thank you.” You said and he nodded.
“Nice to meet you, Arianna.” He winked and turned greeting his brother in a bear hug. “Stephan! I haven’t seen you in days!”
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I didn’t even have a moment to speak with Damien and let him know why i was there, much to his surprise, when Simon whisked me away. Noting to me that i had not listened to Negan’s rule. Which negan, who we met just outside the large hall, did not forget to remind me of as well.
"I told Simon, to tell you to wait for me.” Negan said sternly as he lead me away from the group into a more private room. I was going to meet his family and if my stomach wasn’t doing flip flops right now i would be sassy right back to him. “The people in there are-”
“Dangerous and ready to take advantage.” I mocked, reciting what Simon had said to me. Simon, who was behind Negan smirked.
“They are.” He sighed and i stopped walking looking up at him. “I say these things for a reason.”
“Fine.” I said feigning for forgiveness. “I’m so sorry.” I said leaning into him, my hand on his chest “I’ve been a very bad girl, are you going to punish me?” He stopped looking down at me quizzically. Simon coughed surprised behind us. I laughed shaking my head and continued down the hall. Men were so easy.
“Let me go first.” He ordered as we approached the large wooden door. Despite the thickness of the wood i could hear noise behind it amplifying when he opened the door, closing it a crack and moving inside. The different voices made me more nervous and i leaned against the wall. Unfortunately for me, usually i didn’t have a lot of luck with whole families. Usually one or both of the parents winded up disliking me (Jacksons father, Suga’s parents, Namjoon’s mother) or his siblings didn’t like me. And Negan had kids, I wasn’t too worried about Shawn. Me and him were fine and Negan didn’t seem to take his opinion into much consideration. I had no idea how he would act if his daughter didn’t like me. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest and when Simon looked over at me, i was worried he could too.
“Don’t tell me your nervous.” He teased and i sucked in a breath nodding. “Why?”
“Not very good at meeting the parents.” I managed to say trying to calm down. “Or kids, I- don’t know what to do. If i should. You think its to late to bail?”
“Relax kid,” he said putting a calming hand on my shoulder. “You’re going to be okay. He really doesn’t do this, so they have nothing to compare you too.”
“Except his ex.” I grumbled and Simon laughed.
“The lat girl the family met was a while ago. I doubt they even remember her.” his words were comforting but they were falling on deaf ears. All i could do was focus on the door. Simon forced me to look at him. “Listen, if they don’t like you so what?” he shrugged “The boss likes you and so do i. Thats all you’ll have to deal with on a daily basis anyway.” I nodded calming a bit until he called me in himself and I looked up at Simon. “Good luck.”
Normally, I was good at hiding how nervous i was and i did try. I usually played with my necklace when i was nervous, a tick since i was young. So i kept my hands at my kids but instead i played with the fabric of my dress as i moved into the room. The room was a large family room decorated with fall decorations much like the rest of the house. A dozen or so family members were spread amongst the chairs and sofas, Negan standing in the middle. All eyes were on me and I walked inside. Simon walked behind me closing the door from the party. “Everyone this is Kalyn Snow. The incredible woman i’ve been talking about.”
Before i could even say hello, an older man, who i assumed was Negan’s father spoke. “Damn! Where the fuck did you find her?” I looked up at Negan and his sister laughed.
“He’s always like that, pay him no mind.” She said “I’m Sarah, nice to meet you.” I shook her hand. Negan introduced me to the rest of his family. His mother, Judith, who greeted me with an old word grace. She reminded me of Big Ang. Sarah was sweet and her husband friendly. Nate was a dick, as always. Mark was nice and his wife was distant and uninterested. Negan’s daughter was enthusiastic throwing me in a hug right away.
“Oh i can’t wait! We should have a girls day out! You, me and Shawns friend! Adi not Camila!” She said and Judith patted her head.
“Ellie, lets go to the party. Come on.” I walked with them listening for Negan behind me.
“She’s fucking hot!” Kurt said and i couldn’t help but smirk. Only half paying attention to Ellia’s excited babbling.” 🌶You know what they say, the prettier the girl the more money she cost.”
“🌶I didn’t pay for her, dad.” Negan said.
Kurt laughed. “🌶what does she think of the others?” he asked and Negan stopped as the rest of us entered the party. I looked back seeing them engaged in intense conversation and wondered who exactly were the others. Ellia hooked her arm into mine, rushing towards you to tell her about the girls trip she just had to have when i spotted Damien.
Damien and I were now back to as normal as we could be, but i didn’t let him know about Negan. He knew there was someone new and secret in my life and was asking around about it but hadn’t gotten anywhere with his questions. But as i glanced around the room his ice blue eyes locked with mine and he motioned towards the balcony.
“Excuse me,” I politely excused myself from you and Ellie and went to follow Damien to the balcony when another arm hooked into mine. Damiens eyes widened and he eyebrows furrowed when he saw who it was. I fully expected to see Negan but the massive diamond ring on her finger and the jeweled bracelet on her wrist told me it was Bethany Thorne. Damiens mother.
“Walk with me, child.” she said and pulled me the opposite way. A few heads turned toward us and i put on a fake smile assuring Damien’s brothers i was okay. Some of them (like Judas, Slyvester and Abbadon) eyed me closely, the youngest, Abbadon moving towards Lucian. She pulled me up the stairs, her beautiful dress flowing like a throne behind her. She pulled me toward the staircase, both of us looking down at the crowd of powerful people. “I didn’t think i’d see you here.” She said her eyes turning towards me. Her voice was dripping with poison and clearly I was not welcome by her.
I glared at her “I’m here with Negan.”
She scoffed. “Here I am loosing the small amount of respect i had for you, I knew Damien had bad taste in women but Kalyn” She was patronizing, every word belittling. “Lowering yourself to be part of a harem?”
“Excuse me?” I asked looking right at her.
“I used to think you were a lot smarter but i see time has only made you foolish.” She spoke down to me like a teacher to an unruly student. “Negan Mendes is known for three things. His business, his temper and his harem of whores he keeps in this very compound. And it looks like you joined it. His latest edition.” She laughed. I looked away from her digesting her words as i looked down at Negan. He was called out of the room, him and Simon walked out of the main door. My eyes turned to Damien, he was watching us, he moved swiftly towards an older man. The gray haired man looked up at her and waved, the ring on his finger matching her own. He was her husband. She smiled down at him just as Damien moved behind him, as though he had a plan. She shook her head curtly at her son. He ignored it. “I always knew you were an opportunist but to sell yourself so publicly. Moved on from Damien to his father? I always knew you were an opportunist. Why keep the prince if you can have a king?” She was trying to provoke me. “How will Lucian react when he finds out he lost you to another man?"
“I have nothing against Lucian.” I said resisting the bait. “Him and i are friends.” I said choosing my words carefully.
She scoffed. Bethany was a dangerous and unpredictable woman, while i knew she wouldn’t try anything with Lucian here, i didn’t doubt she would remember every word i said to try and twist it to match her argument. “A friend? What kid of friend are you to my son, if you are friends with a man who treats him horribly. He can’t even take his last name.”
It was my turn to scoff at her. “I know and believe me, I know he’d rather have his last name rather than the woman who doused him in lighter fluid and tried to set him on fire.” she slammed her hand on the banister. “Oh did I hit a nerve?” Out of the corner of my eye I saw Robin starting to make his way over to us.
“One day,” she said her voice shrill. “The spell you have on my son, Lucian and now Negan will run out. And no one will be able to protect you or your house anymore.”
“I can protect myself, Bethany and my house.”She gave a big fake smile behind me and turning i saw Robin.
She looked at me with judgement. “Enjoy your dinner, children.” She pushed past me and Robin curled his fists watching as she went down the stairs.
“Its okay.” I whispered to him. “Lets go eat.” I said watching as everyone started to sit at the massive dining table.
Both Robin and i started towards the stairs until a familiar chilling echo within the room. Robin and i froze at the top step seeing the main door swing open. My breath caught in my throat as i saw him, a few of his masked men filtered behind him. The mans green eyes flickered and settled onto us. Robin stood in front of me putting his hands out as though trying to prevent the man from seeing me. “Stand behind me.” I shook my head. The mans red lips curled into a twisted smile and i found it hard to breath. Robins breaths coming in shallow but we both stood tall. I held my hand out “together.” i whispered my voice betraying my fear. Negan stood next to the man with a smile on his face that faded when he saw our reactions. The eyes that were not already on the man followed Negans gaze and soon all eyes were on us. Robin looked down at my hand, uncomfortable with all the attention. His fingers linked tightly with mine and i felt the fear and nervousness radiating off of him. “Together.” he whispered.
Negan looked at us confused his eyes settled on our connected hands. Your eyes connected as well and you spied looks at a confused TOP, a surprised Edward and ... Damien, who wasn’t looking at us. His eyes on the man who started the audience on us.
The mans laughed again. The manic sound sending a chill down your spine “Hello!” His voice was deep and hypnotizing. It was clear he was used to having the attention of everyone - no matter what room he was in. Suddenly his smile disappeared turning his face into a darkening grimace. But his sudden mood change scared and intrigued you. A few people greeted him but his attention wasn’t on them. It remained on us. “Did you forget me?!” He shouted, he didn’t have too. When he opened his mouth again everyone either listened out of curiosity or simply fear no one spoke over him. Eyes turned back to us. Robin and i looked at each other and slowly walked down the stairs. Shawn leaned to whisper something to you but you pushed him away your eyes following the mysterious stranger as he approached the both of us. “My children.” he opened his arms but we didn’t move closer his lips curled into a friendly smile.Well... as friendly as it could be. It reminded you how a predator would befriend its prey before it strikes. Damien went to move towards the man but you saw Jude hold him back, Lucian shaking his head at his son. Robin and i did not return his smile and as quickly as it came it faded away. He hooked the cane he held in mine and Robin’s connected fist pulling us harshly towards him. Damien tried to rush forward but Lucian put his hand on his son forcing him down.
“How i’ve missed you.” The clown prince threw his arms around us. The action felt foreign and odd. Robin and i stood frozen unsure what to do or how to act. I looked towards the door expecting and hoping to see mother bounding in behind him. “Have you missed me?” He said. It sounded threatening.
“Yes.” Robin said finding his voice before me. His hand squeezed mine taking my eyes from the door.
I nodded. “Wheres mom?” I asked my voice coming out weak and quiet. His eyes darkened and his lip curled in anger. Then he released us and turned towards Negan.
“Negan, place me next to my children please, We have a lot to catch up on.” He laughed. Simon looked at Negan, who nodded stunned as well. But he tooka. few chairs moving everyone two seats down on the left side. Joker severed the tie between me and Robins linked hands and at between us.
Negan stood at the head of the table as people took there seats looking curiously at me and Robin. Negan said a speech but i wasn’t paying attention all i could focus on was the clown prince next to me.
“Lets eat!” Negan said and soon the room was filled with the clattering of plates and low chatter.
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#maren morris#ryan hurd#john mayer#flicker tour 2018#insta#08.23.18#m:sm#RELEVANT TO ALL (MOST) OF MY INTERESTS#john sweetie why are you like this#but also that's a whole ass mood thank you#maren reintroduce john and niall and make them sing together challenge#related to the shawn mendes reintroduce john and niall and make them sing together challenge
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#i keep forgetting im seeing shawn tomorrow#i havent listened to his album or any of his songs for almost a year#hope he'll forgive me for that#they did move us to better seats so at least we got that going for us#my friend also keeps asking what im gonna wear and like sweetie you know i only have 4 outfits so. any combination of those#idk why she is pretending she has more than 4 outfits as well but hey#anyway my second usa concert experience . this time in an actual arena . lets so how this goes
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Day 5 of the HBC Winter Wonderland - still writing for Dad!Bucky for @the-ss-horniest-book-club
Word count: 458
No warnings, just brothers being brothers 🙄
Also enjoy this Bob Rivers song, if you haven’t already heard it - I will convert you all! muahahahaha!
“Last one to the car is a Loki!” You heard Shawn yell to his siblings.
“Not fair!” Rebecca cried. “I’m always last!”
You came down the stairs to see her pouting, arms akimbo. You tried not to laugh at her. “You are not a Loki, I promise sweetie.”
“I don’t like them,” she muttered.
“Don’t let Santa hear you,” Bianca sang as she joined you. Rebecca gasped and looked at you, panic clear in her eyes. You gave your oldest daughter a pointed look before turning your attention back to Rebecca.
“Santa knows the difference between having feelings and doing something bad,” you reassured her. “He knows that brothers and sisters don’t get along all the time, but maybe no yelling or fighting okay?” Rebecca nodded and the three of you walked out to the car.
“What a bunch of Lokis,” Shawn teased.
“Ooooh!” Rebecca’s gaze was riveted on all of the houses lit up; her head swiveled to the other side of the street. “Pretty!”
Bucky leaned over as he crawled down the street. “Why did we bring the rest of them?”
You chuckled as you looked back; Bianca was glued to her phone and the boys were… “Boys?”
“Nothing!” Spencer squeaked. Shawn punched his brother in the arm. “Ow, quit it!”
“SANTA!” Rebecca screamed. “HE’S HERE!”
The boys burst into laughter immediately; Rebecca burst into tears and crawled out of her seat and into your lap. “I hate them!”
The boys quickly stopped laughing; even Bucky seemed a bit taken aback by her reaction. You shook your head and held your baby close, rubbing her back as the crying continued. You didn’t yell at her or reprimand her; instead you pointed ahead at a house decked out with fake snow. “What’s that white stuff, Becca?”
She sniffed and looked up. “Snow,” she mumbled.
“And what’s on their roof?”
She squinted and then gasped. “Another Santa?” She looked up at you, confusion on her face.
You smiled down. “Those are only Santa dolls, like your Barbie. The real Santa is still at the North Pole making all the toys.” You paused to let that sink in before going on. “What’s on that house over there?” You pointed to the blue house with several inflated characters.
Rebecca giggled. “Buddy the elf and penguins and reindeer are skating? Momma they don’t do that, do they?”
You glanced over at Bucky who was smiling back at you. “Maybe they do? Have we seen Buddy skate in the movie?”
‘Yes,” she answered quickly.
“What about over there?”
Rebecca followed your finger and saw all of the candles in every window of the house. “It’s so pretty! Can we do candles too?”
“Maybe next year, or when your brothers move out?”
“Okay!”
#hbc winter wonderland#dad!bucky x reader#dad!bucky#dad!bucky x reader fluff#fluff#dad!bucky fluff#bucky barnes#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x reader fluff
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Blair's Night Out
Sober, they took an uber to the bar. The plan was to not be so sober on the ride home. Mateo and Shawn successfully went through with this plan. It was a different story for Blair and Dakota.
Sober and sick, Blair rode back with her head in Dakota’s lap, completely aware of every sensation unfortunately. She would have much preferred the blissful buzz from a few drinks, but she never got around to taking the first sip. Her churning stomach dragged her to the bathroom the moment the four of them arrived at the bar.
Dakota and Blair thought it would be fun to tag along with Mateo and Shawn whiled they checked out the newest bar in downtown Toronto. Dakota certainly thought it would help him feel more alive after one exhausting week of work. Blair too thought it would be a good idea to have a night out. She was wrong; it was not a good idea.
As soon as they sat down at their table, Blair excused herself with a hand on her middle. She felt bloated and sweaty in her dress, and so not in the mood for a fun night out. She had hoped that her stomach-ache from that day would go away in time. It didn’t. The nausea was still lurking around when the sun went down. Nonetheless, she joined her boyfriend and their friends because she told herself she could ignore it.
The plan to ignore the nausea went out the window when the loud music and the smell of booze hit her senses. She gave Dakota’s leg a squeeze under the table before going to the bathroom.
“Hey, wait.” Dakota grabbed her wrist before she could leave. For a moment Blair thought that he was about to make them leave. She thought for sure that he saw the way she wrapped her arms around her torso or the fact that she hadn’t said anything in a while. But then a foolishly large smile spread across his face. “You look really pretty, tonight.”
Not for long, Blair thought as the contents of her stomach sloshed around inside. She pressed her lips into a thin line. “Thanks.” Oh, Dakota was the sweetest, but sometimes he could be really oblivious. She thought about telling him, but she wanted to give her stomach one more chance to calm down.
She didn’t feel pretty as she stumbled her way to the bathroom. People must have thought she was already drunk. Ugh, the idea of drinking anything stronger than water made her want to retch.
As expected, the girls in the bathroom were unbelievably nice. They complimented Blair’s hair and dress, obviously not seeing the grey tincture to her skin or the sweat on her brow.
Blair stood in the stall instead of dropping to her knees like she wanted to. Maybe if she calmed down and didn’t give in to the feeling, then she could rejoin her friends in the bar. She took several deep breaths, amazed at how fast she felt worse. Minutes ago, she was only a little shaky, and now she was struggling to hold down her dinner.
Eventually she gave up this futile fight. She took off her shoes, knelt on the ground and allowed the saliva accumulating in her mouth to drip into the toilet bowl. An awful tasting burp escaped past her lips before she could swallow it. It made her gag. She moaned miserably, knowing what was about to happen.
Why did she have to get sick tonight? This was their opportunity to be fun again. She and Dakota had gotten so comfortable with each other that they never bothered with clubs and bars anymore. They were becoming an old married couple at the speed of light, and they weren’t even married yet. Compared to Mateo and Shawn, they were boring.
There was no more time to mope about this fact because the food in Blair’s stomach rushed up her throat. She held the disgusting toilet while the force of her heaves pushed her forward. In a stream of pale brown, the sick splattered in the bowl for all to hear. She kept going because she had no other choice.
A knock at the stall door startled Blair enough to give her a break. “Sweetie, are you alright in there?” It sounded like the girl who complimented her hair when she first came into the bathroom. Blair could only see her shoes under the door. They were nice shoes. “You must be a lightweight because it’s only 9’oclock.”
Blair groaned and spat into the toilet. “I’m a little sick.”
“I can hear that,” the girl said from the other side of the door. “The whole bathroom can hear that. Do you need me to get someone for you?”
Blair thought for a moment, trying not to look at the vomit in the toilet. Screw this, she wanted to go home to be boring and sick. “Yes, please.”
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Dakota was almost excited at the prospect of being hit on. The woman walked right up to him. He thought he was going to have to turn her away. The ‘I have a girlfriend’ line was ready on his lips. This was why they came out in the first place: to feel like they were back in college. Dakota was probably a little too eager to break some hearts.
He did not expect the woman to start by saying: “Are you Dakota?”
Usually, the pretty girls at the bar didn’t know his name before talking to him. Usually, the pretty girls looked less worried than this one did. She wasn’t smiling or touching his arm. The unexpected turn of events made Dakota short-circuit. Somehow, he managed to stutter out, “Uh yeah?”
“Your girlfriend is puking her brains out. She should probably slow down.”
“Wait…What?” Did he hear that correctly? This woman must have been mistaken. Some other girl in this bar must have a boyfriend named Dakota. Still, he had to make sure because his girlfriend had been gone for a long time. “Are you talking about Blair?”
“I don’t know. Platinum blonde, blue dress…”
“Yes, yes, that’s her. She’s sick? But we just got here.”
“Then that was some pre-game because she’s asking for you. Are you coming or not?”
Of course, he was coming. He followed the woman as if it were a police escort. There was minimal protest from the other girls in the bathroom. Dakota would have gone in even if there were because he could hear how horrible Blair was feeling before stepping into the stall.
Before kneeling next to Blair, Dakota thanked the woman who helped them. When she and most of the other girls left, Dakota directed his attention to his poor girlfriend who was retching on the floor.
“Oh, Bee.” He put his hand on her back. “What happened?” She obviously wasn’t drunk.
“I don’t know,” she said after spitting a string of saliva into the toilet. “I thought it was just a stomach-ache, but I think I’m sick…Sorry.”
“No, that’s okay. Don’t be sorry.” Dakota rubbed big circles on her back. “You must have caught a stomach bug.”
There was nothing else to be said after that which was good because Blair felt her stomach rising in her throat once again. This next wave of vomiting was slightly better than the last now that she wasn’t alone. Dakota’s hand was cold on her bare back where the dress didn’t cover, but that didn’t matter. It was better than suffering alone and embarrassed. She burped up a mouthful of sick, watching it splatter into the water below. With each spasm, she moaned in pain.
“Oh, I’m sorry, baby,” Dakota said softly as he kept up the gentle rubbing. His go-to move of holding her hair back was not an option because someone had already given her a hair-tie to make a ponytail. The only thing left to do was hold her until she felt well enough leave. “I’ll get us an uber home,” he said, remembering how they got here in the first place. It certainly didn’t sound fun to be sick in a stranger’s car, but he had to get her home soon.
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So, Blair rode back home with her head in Dakota’s lap. They sat in the backseat, hoping that the driver wouldn’t notice that Blair took off her seatbelt to lie down. Sitting up and watching the city lights go by in a blur wouldn’t help her situation at all. Besides, she liked the way Dakota played with her hair. It almost lulled her to sleep. 'Almost' was the key word because she never did fall asleep. Her sour stomach kept her awake.
Dakota could hear her belly gurgling. With his hand that wasn’t playing with her hair, he gently rubbed her middle. Oh, her stomach sounded so upset. He wished he could make it go away. She curled up tighter, bringing her legs closer to her chest. Her constant moans of pain were breaking Dakota’s heart.
“How are you doing, baby?” Dakota asked, knowing that the answer would be worse. He could feel the turmoil going on inside her belly.
In reality, Dakota didn’t get the exact answer that he was expecting. Instead of mumbling something about the pain, Blair simply groaned into his lap. He felt her body tremble. “Oh, Bee. What can I do? Do you want the window open?” The cold breeze would make Dakota freeze in the car, but it felt like Blair would benefit from being cooler. Her skin was already hot and clammy.
Blair squirmed out of discomfort. She didn’t want the window open. She needed to not be trapped in a car. “Make it stop,” she mumbled, too afraid to open her mouth very wide or lift her head out of Dakota lap.
“You know I would if I could.” Dakota traced his fingers along her bare legs. Only soft touches. “It’ll be better at home. You can change into pajamas, and I can get a pillow to put—”
A spasm went through Blair’s body just before she pushed herself up from Dakota’s lap. Another tremor rolled through her shoulders as she gagged into her hand. In between gags she managed to say, “No, make him stop.” And pointed to the driver.
That was when Blair lost the fight with her stomach. The vomit came pouring out between her fingers and dripped onto her boyfriend’s legs. She couldn’t move away fast enough. Even when she did lean over the seat, she was still vomiting all over someone else’s car.
“Oh God,” Dakota said, feeling trapped with no way to help. Trapped…and now damp. He awkwardly held her body while she heaved over the seats. “Pull over!” he called to the driver.
The car swerved as the driver was startled by the noise. “What the hell? You said you weren’t drunk.”
Dakota wanted to growl at this man. “She’s sick, asshole. Stop the car.”
When the car came to a stop by the curb, Dakota helped his girlfriend out. With a hand still over her mouth, she stumbled to the pavement and heaved up what was left in her stomach.
“I’ve got you,” Dakota said, literally holding her at the waist. He ignored the car as it drove away. They would get a better ride because Blair was in no shape to walk the rest of the way.
“Oh fuck,” Blair said while wiping her mouth with the back of her wrist. There was a pathetic splatter of puke on the sidewalk but a more impressive splatter on Dakota’s pants. “I tried to hold it. I really did. God, look at you, I’m sorry.”
Dakota did look down at the mess on his pants. It was only very gross, but he wouldn’t tell Blair that. She no doubt already knew. She was feeling gross herself. “Yeah, you got me pretty good, didn’t you?” He held her against his body as she started shivering in the night air. “We might have a hard time finding a ride now.” He forced a laugh to lighten the mood. “We look like two alcoholics wandering the streets.”
“Ugh, this is all my fault. I just want to go home.” Blair said as Dakota hugged her tighter against his side.
“We’ll have to become hobos or hitch-hikers.”
“I’m serious. I feel really bad.”
“I’m serious too,” Dakota said with a grin. “We’ll have to sleep under a bridge, and I’ll nurse you back to health with nothing but rainwater.”
Blair weakly hit his arm. “Okay you made your point. Call us a ride before the nausea comes back.”
“Fine.” Dakota kissed her on the head. “I’m sorry you feel so crummy.”
She waved her hand. “At least we’ll be the best dressed hobos in the neighbourhood.”
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An Analysis of Goldust As Told By Me
1. The Natural Dustin Rhodes (AKA look at little dusty jr)
As you will notice through this analysis, shiny is his favorite thing. He looks so much like his dad it isn't even funny. Such a sweet boy. Hope he doesn't do anything weird, like a bandage promo or anything.
2. Classic Goldust (AKA Shawn, meet your competition for sexy boy)
This goldust is not afraid of flirting with anyone. Paul Bearer, Rowdy Roddy Piper, hell Vince Mcmahon himself. Just don't ask him to go near a casket. Don't do it.
3. The Artist Formerly Known As Goldust (AKA um...what?)
Dustin, sweetie, we had high hopes for you to not do anything super weird. Like Luna Vachon and him should be kept at least twenty feet away at all times. Then we can avoid this ever again.
4. Seven (AKA Dustin's tryout to be Voldemort)
Hide ya kids, hide ya wives, because they're up looking in everyone's windows. When wcw got their claws into Goldust we got some...strange ideas. Hmmm, wonder why Nitro's not on anymore...
5. Dustin Rhodes 2000 (AKA I am American Badass...wait a minute)
WCW's second try went a little better. Not great but not awful. At least he looks normalish.
6. Goldust 2.0 (AKA guess who's back, back again)
Thank god he went back to the WWE, where he could be his weird, creepy self and we actually loved him. He was just what the aggression Era needed. Too hot for the pg Era though.
7. Black Reign (AKA here we go again)
And then there's TNA. This one almost feels like they saw the success of Sting and tried to copy without being obvious.
8. Goldust 3.0 (AKA once more with feeling)
Always know your roots Dustin. Let's face it, if he hadn't done the Goldust gimmick to usher in the attitude Era, he wouldn't really have the fan base he has today.
9. AEW Dustin Rhodes (AKA Darth Dustious)
The present Dustin looks like he had a star wars marathon and really loved Darth Maul, but then got lazy halfway through. But he's still kicking ass and that all we really care about.
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The Family of Destruction- Cassidy.
Tw- trauma, mentions of alcohol and drug abuse. Some punching happens. Leon also abuses himself with a cigarette. Which is something.
Notes at the end.
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"I can't do this" Leon states. Drew raises an eyebrow. "Why?" Drew asks. "It won't work. We won't work. It will never last." Leon explains. Cassie turns to you. "It will last and work. But you already knew that" cassie states before turning back towards Leon and drew. "Stop quoting your father" drew huffs. Leon sighs and lowers his head. Cassie looks back at you. "He'll self destruct. Drew will be there to pick up the pieces. Drew understands Leon, hell this family, better then anyone." She explains before looking back at Leon. "Im sorry. I'm being dramatic. Jesus I'm just like pa. All of this because someone wanted to tell me how to feel. Again." Leon whispers. "Its alright." Drew mutters before pulling him into a hug.
Cassie shrugs and walks out. She looks straight at you. "Leon has too much trauma on his shoulder. I tell him to goto therapy, it's helped me, but he refuses. I know it's because he's scared. It's like his stupid revenge plot on Paul. Dad's scared of it, but I and you both know he'll never go through with it. He's way too scared of Paul." She explains as she walks down the hall. "But, are you truly a family member if you don't have trauma or a weird trait?" She smirks before looking away. "Hello papa" cassie smiles, stopping infront of Shawn. "Hello sweetie. Is Leon OK? Him and his father had a heated conversation and I can't find him" shawn sighs. Cassie just sends you a knowing look before smiling at shawn. "Yeah, tried breaking up with drew before realising that's what dad wanted. They are now hugging it out" she answers. "And where are you off too?" Shawn questions adjusting his sweat bands. "Just for some fresh air" she admits. Shawn nods and kisses her cheek before heading towards the gorilla.
Cassie continues and makes it outside. She moves to the closet wall and sits on it. "Leon and dad have always had a funny relationship. Leon adored dad before I was born...and well, then I was born and it all went to shit. Leon leant more towards papa or was it Kevin? I never remember. I just remember his anger. His pain. Times were different. Gays weren't frowned on as much. Gays with kids were more accepted. Meaning I got experiences Leon never did. Like, both parents at my events. Both parents taking me out. And Leon always resented that. And I don't blame him, I'd be the same. And well dad, Taker, got the front of it. Because Leon knew he could handle it. He would fight Leon back, he wouldn't bottle it up like papa would." Cassie explains.
She looks up at the sky. "He wasn't cruel to me. He was the normal mean older brother. But I always saw that anger in his eyes. That anger he'd take out on dad, the kids in school. And god dad gave as good as he got. Dad's just like Leon. He's was a angry young man at one point. He was angry because he lost his parents and gained a monster. And seeing that anger in Leon just brought it out of dad. Dad was never, violent towards Leon. But he wasn't shy with his words. Neither of them were. I was born. Leon had to witness me have what he always wanted. I got ruthlessly builled for having two dads. I was glad I had Leon's skateboard, I could blame so many injuries on it. Leon always knew better tho. He always damn knew." Cassie hisses closing her bright green eyes.
"Leon became feared after he received his face injury. Hell I was scared at him at first. He used that to scare my bullies. But, I was still angry at him. He was doing this great task for me. But he was still angry at me so i was angry back. I didn't understand his anger until I got older." She pauses and opens her eyes and smiles. "Me and Leon shared anger towards the other kids. The kids with a mama and a papa. We had chyna and Stephanie but it was different. They weren't our mothers. They couldn't fully provide us that. They couldn't provide that for Leon. Leon too angry at the damn world to let anyone provide him that. And well, I followed him." She explains. "Everything's always about Leon. His emotions control everything. And he doesn't even like it. I mean, this story started with Leon and his issues. Didn't it? I feel for him. He's lost, confused and hurt. He wanted a better childhood, but he wouldn't be here if he did." She mutters looking down at her hands.
"But I get to have the most fun. So I can't complain. The media view us as the perfect family. Two dads. A son and a daughter. All successful. What's not modern about that? What's not perfect about that?" Cassie asks looking at you.
"Everything. A father who isn't alive. A papa who is deeply damaged. A son filled with so much trauma he might aswell be the poster child and a daughter. Me. Who out plays them all. Comes across as this..." cassie pauses and pushes off the wall. "God..im just like papa. I'm full of lies. Lying my way through life. Acting happy and perfect whilst I laid in my room drinking and swallowing pills...whilst Leon took the fall and blame. All because I wasn't the center of attention." Cassie whispers.
"How do you get your own tale wrong?" A rough voice calls. Cassies head snaps towards Leon. "What?" She asks. "You were always the center of attention. You were just so obsessed with my anger and my pain that you never paid attention to it" Leon explains as he pulls out a cig and places it between his lips. "What the hell are you on about?" Cassie snaps, watching him light it. "Your report card was always on the fridge. Even when I was getting better grades then you. Mine was sat on dad's desk in a locked office." Leon states. "Dad and papa were always parading around telling people how proud they were of their little girl. How she's top of her team. Best in her science class. How she's overcome demons and stayed strong." Leon continues as he moves closer to her.
Cassie doesn't move. She looks at you slightly. "He doesn't scare me." She states. "You got into the performance center and they threw you a party. You got onto nxt, they threw a bigger party. But you never cared, because you were always too busy trying to live in my damn shadow." Leon snaps stopping right infront of her. Blowing smoke into her face. "Why? All because you have a dodgy knee and my attitude?" Leon asks. "Because you had an argument with dad's once a year? What's your deal huh?" Leon pushes. Cassies jaw sets. "Why are you so desperate to be viewed as a disappointment? Why are you so badly wanting to be me?" Leon pushes more. "Enough!" Cassie yells shoving him.
He smirks widely at her. "Do you talk about that in therapy? Huh? Do you? Does he justify it to you?" Leon asks as smoke pours out of his nose and mouth. "Shut up" she growls. Leon always got under everyone's skin. But never hers, until now. "What does he tell you? Does he tell you it's normal? That it's basic sibling things? Or that you are utterly and completely fucked, up here!?" Leon asks louder as he jabs a finger against her temple. Cassies eyes dart st you. "Excuse me" she apologises before they set back on Leon and she swings quickly. Her fist catches Leon's cheekbone and nose. Gasps come from behind Leon causing cassies eyes to widen.
Leon straightens up, tilting his head back laughing as blood rolls out of his nose. He keeps his head back, eyes on cassie still as he brings the smoke up to his mouth. "What the hell is going on?" Taker demands. Cassie looks at the crowd. And then at you. "We have a crowd. A crowd because vince wanted to talk to me, sending a bunch of not busy stars to come after me." She explains. She looks back at Leon who had lowered his head. "Tell him cassie. Tell him how fucked up you are" Leon hisses. "Leon, enough" Taker warns. Leon steps closer to cassie, causing her to step back. "Tell him how you felt deserted and unloved. Trapped in my shadow, when you had not only are dad's caring for you but me looking after you." Leon growls. "Tell them all, how you feel so hard done by because I'm too fucked up. Because you couldn't see the attention right in front of your own eyes just because I was too angry" Leon spits.
"Please" cassie whimpers as a tear rolls down her cheek. Taker grabs Leon and pulls him back. Stepping between the two kids. "You always have to take it too far!" Taker yells at Leon. "You always have to push and push!" He continues. Cassie slowly looks at you. "He was always hard on Leon...and some of that is my fault." She admits. "And he's right. I blinded myself to all the positives because of Leon's life. I guess...I wanted him to have a normal childhood so bad I wished I could take his place." She sighs before returning to the situation. "See, perfect daughter living in a fantasy of destruction and a fucked up son living too much in that fucked up fantasy" Leon chuckles before spitting blood onto the floor. "And fucked up parents who didn't have their shit together and had kids" Leon continues.
"Stop." Cassie snaps. "I understand now alright? I wasted so much of my life trying to be you. Trying to save you. And I failed so it was all wasted. And you-you were trying so hard to die. That when you finally had death staring you in the face, you backed out, like a fucking coward" cassie snarls. Leon doesn't say anything, he just inhales smoke. Cassie looks at you with fire in her eyes. "You have to forgive me for this. Because this family isn't perfect. And sometimes, it's best but damaging to fight" she explains before looking back at Leon. "You pussied out. But I bet you avoid that story. How Paul had the knife that could end it all, and you called for help. Called for help and kane stopped it. And yet you go on these rants of revenge but if Paul was to be stood, right here" she rants, stepping infront of him, pushing past their father. "You'd be on your knees crying." She spits.
She watches Leon's eyes mist over. A slight purple running through them. "You always play the tough guy, but you break down at even the slightest noise of a knife dropping. The sound of Paul's voice. A shadow." Cassie continues shoving at Leon and following him as he stumbles back. "You run off not only your own trauma but everyone else's. But you and me? We both know your trauma is in the form of a small scared child. A boy who just wanted to talk to his papa when he cried. To laugh and joke with his father. To tease his little sister. You want to come at me for my issues? Atleast I seek help instead of hiding it and bottling it up" she growls shoving him one last time. Her eyes widen in shock at the view infront of her.
She looks at you. "Now. I..I didn't see that coming."
A tear cuts through Leon's already messy facepaint. He nods slightly as he brings the cig to his lips.
She looks back at you. "Well now I feel bad." She admits before looking back.
Smoke escapes his lips and he presses the cig into his wrist. "Leon!" Multiple voices, including cassie yell. The butt falls to the floor as Leon drops it to blow against the burn. "You hit the nail on the head. Huh. Feel better now?" Leon asks. His voice a pitch too deep. Somehow rougher. She looks at you. "Do I?" She whispers before looking back at her older brother. A new tear falling. "Keep trying to find issues you don't have. So you can be somewhat like me. When in reality your a golden child. The perfect god damn kid." Leon states. "And when your therapist finally explains all those god damn confusing feelings to you, come back to me and explain it. And then explain all the decent things I actually did do for you, instead of painting me out as the villain of your fairytale." Leon snaps.
Cassie feels guilt. "I think this is enough." Taker warns. "Is it? We seem to be airing out all my dirty laundry, when's your turn?" Leon snaps. Cassie looks at you, with a almost sad and painful look. "I could explain their traumas or I could joke about the the fear they both have about being in coffins. A shitty joke guys use during promos to get a reaction. But a correct one. Dad builds coffins but he can never do it alone anymore. Leon can't even look at coffin. I could go on to fight with Leon. Argue which one of us had it worse. Which one of us is right. Or I could apologise and get him to medical." She explains.
"Time won't end for them. But for me? Times too short."
"Why do you want to be so broken?" Leon asks quietly. "I hate every moment that I wake up. I'd pay to be in you shoes were my only worries were nightmares or knee problems, or side affects from a.. " Leon trails off, his eyes darting at taker before cassie. "Drinking problems and drugs. That's what he means there" she informs you. "I wish that could be it. That my ptsd could be from harsh words and shoves in the hallway." Leon continues. "I wish I didn't look the devil in the eyes and survive. I wish he kept me there. I wish Paul was successful or atleast kane was earlier." Leon states. "I was.." Leon stops and turns away. Cassie watches him. "Emotions suck for Leon. He hates any emotion that isn't anger or hatred. He's like papa with his emotions." Cassie tells you.
"Lee.." drew tries. Leon presses his palms to his eyes before turning to face cassie. "I hate how I treated this world. My advantages. My friends, my parents, my family, you. I hated it. I hate that I had anger towards everyone. I hate that I pushed you down this fucked path. I wish I changed sooner." Leon admits. "I wish I could look my father in the eyes and not be reminded of a younger him that haunts me. That I can look at kane and not see Paul. That I can look at you and not see all that damn pain I put you and pa through." Leon continues. "Is he apologising?" Cassie asks you. "Hell I wish I didn't use to wake you up by blasting music. Yell at you for being a second late to the car. Push you around because I could. I used to justify it to myself. Saying she'll be fine. She won't suffer like me. Because you were always so damn strong." Leon tells her.
"You dumped your fuckin fiance on live TV. I broke up with my ex over text and wanted to die. Wanted nothing more to feel any positive emotion." Leon grits out as he raises a hand to hit the side of his head. Cassie moves closer and grabs his wrists. Leon looks at her. "Hes my brother. He's an asshole. But I'll always have him in my corner. I guess I just never wanted to accept that as a kid, or acknowledge it now." She explains to you. "Im sorry." Cassie tells him. "What?" Leon asks. "The amount of shit I caused you, and you still took the blame for me and defend me. You still looked after me and still do now." Cassie admits. "Your my baby sister. I'll always look after you." Leon states without hesitation.
"I went to far." "We both did. But it's what siblings do" Leon chuckles. "Is it? Your bleeding" cassie asks lowering his hands. "Uncle kane burned dad alive in a coffin. He also buried him alive once. I think we are OK on the whole, too far thing" Leon smirks. Cassie chuckles. "I think your a lot stronger then you think. I mean, not many people survive a knife to the face and actual hell" cassie tells him. "Eh hells not that bad. Plus lucifer is a lot more attractive then most think" Leon smirks wrapping an arm around cassies shoulder. Cassie chuckles as Taker rolls his eyes. "Youve got a mean swing by the way. That actually hurts" Leon states before touching his nose. "Thats because your face is sensitive around your nose" drew states without thinking as he walks over and examines his nose.
Cassie smiles at you. "Perfect example of opposites attract. Other then me and Rhea of course."
"Of course you'd know that" cassie teases. Drews cheeks heat up slightly. "Ah sorry, a moment isn't happening still is it?" He asks. Leon smirks and cassie laughs, throwing her arm around him, with thanks to him leaning down slightly. "Of course not Mcintyre" cassie smirks. "Dont you start that too" drew groans hiding his face against Leon's shoulder as Rhea joins them. "You feeling better now?" She asks wrapping an arm around her waist. "Yeah. I think Leon knew exactly what I needed" cassie states. "A good old airing and a fight? Of course. What do you think dad and papa do once a month. Its healthy for ya" Leon smirks. "You guys are so fucked in the head" Rhea chuckles before kissing cassies temple.
"What the hell is going on?" Shawn's voice suddenly calls."this is all on you two" Taker states. "Cassie! Gramps has been looking for you for twenty minutes now! And Leon what the hell have you done too your nose!" Shawn barks moving closer. Rhea and drew smartly step away. "And you" shawn growls pointing at taker. "Did you let this all happen?" He asks. Takers eyes widen and he holds his hands up.
Cassie faces you and smiles. "Yeah. My own messed up little family. But I wouldn't have it any other way. " she states. She pauses slightly. "Kinda like a mafia. But by the way, taker is not the boss. Well publicly yeah, but Shawn? He calls all the shots. I mean watch taker crumble now and Leon try to hide. And me? Me I'm gonna run in 3...2....1" she smirks.
Taker starts spluttering trying to find a excuse. Leon slowly grabs drew and starts slowly moving towards the cars. And cassie. She grabs rhea and starts running towards their car, laughing her head off.
Because sometimes, shouting and fighting is a great therapy.
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That's not true at all. Don't punch your brother and air each others issues out infront of people. Lmao.
Anyways, this is messy and probably inconsistent. I've spent an hour or more on this. Checking now, two hours. I've tried reading over it the best I can. I'm still trying to figure cassies character out. I don't work enough on her, so I am trying. Which is why it's inconsistent and why it also seems like i cant find a reason for her issues. Or what they are exactly. I also wanted to give her a trait. Like you know Leon and taker as demons and well they have their separate traits. Shawn has his...I think...and well I'm currently staring at deadpool riding a unicorn in my deadpool sleep trousers whilst listening to she-hulk. So I thought breaking the 4th wall? Yes please. I mean she's part taker. There's no way she's completely normal.
Also putting Leon in his place was kinda satisfying. I'm concerned I've painted Leon out to be too evil or asshole like. Which oh well, little shit gets too much positive attention off me and too much pity. Also Leon's not victimising himself and shutting down her problems. He just knows his sister needs a reason to snap and take out years of built up anger on him. It does lead to him breaking which he didn't think would happen but ohwell. Suck it Leon.
#wwe#shawn michaels#the undertaker#leon michaels#drew mcintyre#rhea ripley#cassidy michaels#the family of destruction fics#the family of destruction#kane#paul bearer#kevin nash#chyna#stephanie mcmahon#as mum figures of course
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Loretta looked at my neck, the same way Lance did a while before, she frowned. “You let her have a taste huh?” She shook her head and tutted.
“Well, I was...she was hungry and...why?”
“Feeding off of a human and letting them live is a very intimate thing! Most vampires eat and kill, if they just have a little taste and you survive, that’s a very sacred thing indeed!”
“I...we talked about her turning me...”
“WHAT???” Lance interrupted me and almost perforated my ear drum.
“You boys live complicated lives, I dunno if I want involved in...whatever this is!” Lance quickly forgot about arguing with me and put on his best puppy face.
“No, please! We really need your help! Do you have the cure or not?” Loretta sighed, she didn’t seem to want to help us, maybe this was all bullshit, there probably was no cure.
“Come on Lance, it’s obvious she doesn’t, this was all a waste of time!”
Before we could leave, I was overcome with another bout of coughing, I really did feel like death warmed up! “Bro?”
“I’m fine I...just need to go home and rest!”
“No pretty boy, what you need is an undertaker if you keep letting your little vampire sweetie feed off of you! You’re very anaemic!” This seemed to amuse her, she wasn’t concerned for me in the slightest! “You two really need to study vampire lore, you’ve gone into this whole thing blindly and now...well it’s tragic so it is!”
“Then teach us!” Lance demanded impatiently, “If we’re so dumb then enlighten us! My brother loves Hallie! He’s loved her since they were kids! There’s this creep of a guy, Grayson Chambers, he’s the one who turned Hallie but she and Shawn are soulmates, they love each other! Please Loretta, help us!”
Loretta let out a deep, defeated sigh and smiled, “Alright boys, I’ll make your cure and I’ll even give you a couple of tomes to get acquainted with the world of vampires! But I’m gonna need something for the potion, only pretty little Shawn can get it for me, I need...the blood of the vampire you want to cure! Can you do that for me cutie?” It was going to be hard, Hallie barely sat still for two seconds, but I was willing to try...for this cure!
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