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bestie you're still posting! i thought you're leaving?

I am still leaving (well not leaving completely but I’m stopping writing and taking my work down and making this just a general fandom blog)

I’m just still posting one final fic until it ends which I believe is one more chapter. I have a few more fics still to post on my website but I’m not sure if they’ll come to tumblr or if I’ll leave them as website exclusives yet

#bee answers #alabamasweettea #lack of engagement killed this writer

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The Omega Princess | Multi-Fandom A/B/O Mini Series | Part Five (FIN)

Summary: Y/N is the first royal heir that has ever presented as an Omega. In order to keep her safe, her parents lock her away in a tower protected by curses and enchantments. When Negan finally tracks down the Omega, he sends one of his best men, Dean, to bring her to him. He’s got big plans for the Omega, and he’ll stop at nothing to see them through. 

Rating: 18+ (Dark Fic)

Part Tags: fear, shame, embarrassment, aftermath of non con, mentions of murder, mentions of forced suppressants, true love, true mates, mentions of claiming, happy ending

Part WC: 2033

A/Ns: Hope you enjoyed this dark twisted tale!

The Omega Princess Masterlist

Each time you move, alpha cum pours out of your abused hole. All you can do is whimper and sob as pain pulsates around your body. You’re going to die, you know you are, you can feel it in your bones. You won’t be alive to bear any pups for anyone if they continue to use you like this. You’re weak and fragile as you attempt to reposition yourself on the soiled mattress, and you hear a door opening further down the corridor and instantly your whole body tenses. Who’s going to rape you this time? Surely they’re done with you for at least the rest of the day? You don’t know how long you were fucked in the woods for, but judging by how full of cum they left you, and the fact that the sun is already starting to set, you can only assume it was most of the day. 

But then you remember John; he wasn’t a part of the torture you endured in the forest and maybe he’s come to get his fill of you. The very thought makes you feel so nauseous you actually have to swallow down bile in the back of your throat. But whoever’s entered the barn keeps walking past your room, and you let out a deep sigh of relief when you think that maybe you’re safe for now. Maybe you’ll finally just be left alone to rest. 

You hear another door opening further down the hall, and less than a minute later, there’s a shout, and several alphas start yelling. It sounds like some kind of struggle and fight has broken out, and then you hear growling. 

“Fuckin’ hold him!” Negan’s voice roars, echoing down the corridor. “I said fucking hold him! Jesus fuck!” There’s more of a struggle from what you can hear, and then Negan shouts again. “Get your father and brother!” 

An alpha that sounds like Sam grunts loudly. 

“Negan? Fuck!” 

Then Sam screams, and when he stops, everything seems to go quiet. Your heart is racing now as you wonder what’s happening outside your room, and you manage to get yourself onto your unsteady feet and head towards the door. You wish you were several inches taller to see out of the small window at the top of the door. You hear movement on the other side, and start to grow overwhelmed with the most intoxicating scent you’ve yet to smell. It floods into you and makes your body tingle with joy like every good memory rolled into one. You suddenly feel safe and loved, and yet also confused; you’ve not felt a single glimpse of a positive emotion since arriving here, and you’ve had no reason to. 

The warmth is quickly replaced by fear when you hear growling on the other side of the door, and it creaks as it begins to open. Immediately you step back, your heart racing in your chest as you try to create some distance between you and the alpha that’s come to rape you next. As soon as the alpha enters and you see Dean’s face, your panic only rises higher inside you. Instantly you’re flooded with memories from the forest only a few hours before; his arms spreading you open for his brother, his cock forcing its way inside your ass, his knot deep in your pussy, forcing you to hold in several loads of alpha seed. 

“Omega. There you are,” he grunts.

“Please… no, please Alpha, not again,” you sob, shaking your head frantically. You won’t survive any more of the alpha’s abuse, you just know it. “Please, Dean, don’t, please,” you beg, finding your back pressed against the wall behind you; nowhere left to run.

Immediately, his eyes soften, and instead of a glare, his brow pulls into a confused frown. 

“Hey,” he instantly tries to reassure you, and reaches out for you, but you flinch away, your whole body trembling. “Omega, relax.” 

“It hurts, please, just kill me quickly, I’m gonna die anyway, don’t let me die like this,” you plead, tears streaming down your face as you finally admit defeat. 

“Omega, Omega,” he says calmly, reaching up to cup your face in his hands. “Look at me. I’m not Dean.” 

Looking into green eyes, you don’t know what he means at first, of course he’s Dean, you know exactly what your rapists look like and you’re staring one right in the eye. But then you notice something different; his hair and beard are both slightly longer, , and there’s something different about him, not to mention his scent. What’s happening? How is this happening?

“Dean is my twin brother,” he explains softly. “I’m Jensen.” 

You swallow hard, not sure you can trust the man with one of your rapist’s faces, but then you think about Negan and John and how they’re twins, and you know that Dean is John’s son. Maybe this is real, maybe this man really isn’t Dean. 

“Omega?” he prompts, “I’m sorry, but we’ve gotta go.” 

Your mind is spinning as you let Jensen drag you out of the room, and when he realizes you’re unsteady on your feet, he lifts you to carry you in his arms instead. You look over his shoulder and down the corridor, seeing two men slumped on the floor, blood pooling around them and you flinch. 

“Had to get to you somehow,” Jensen excuses, and he’s quick to place you on the back of a black horse much like Dean had done when he ‘rescued’ you too. Is this all this is? Is it some kind of trick? Are you being taken somewhere even worse than this place? Though you find it hard to imagine anywhere else being worse than here. “I’ve got you,” he promises, mounting the horse himself, a little behind you. He wraps an arm around your waist and holds you close, before prompting the horse to start moving. 

As you move away from the farm and escape the other alphas’ scents, Jensen’s scent only becomes stronger and strangely more comforting, and by the time he’s found somewhere to stop, you’re nearly at ease with the supposed stranger. He climbs down and helps you off of the horse, guiding you over to the river’s edge along the path you’ve been taking, and despite feeling so safe with this alpha, you still tremble at his touch. 

“You’re my Alpha,” you realize aloud as you watch him strip himself of his shirt and wet the material in the river to help clean you up. 

“I am,” he confirms, dragging the soft, wet fabric over your cheek. “And you’re my Omega.” He says the last part like it saddens him, and instantly you worry that he’s disappointed with you somehow. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, looking down at your lap, but Jensen prompts you to lift your gaze once more. 

“Don’t ever be sorry, Omega, I’m sorry. I wish I could’ve escaped and rescued you sooner. They kept me weak with suppressants,” he explains. “My hormones weren’t strong enough to fight them and I was just as weak as you were. But I started realizing that they were drugging my food as well as giving me the shots, so I stopped eating and rebuilt just enough of my strength.” 

Your throat is hoarse from your time at the farm, but you swallow anyway, and watch the sadness flood into your Alpha’s eyes. 

“How did you get there? Did you know I was coming?” you ask, feeling the need to ask at least some of the many questions that flood your brain. 

“My Uncle has talked about kidnapping the Omega Princess ever since the word got out about you. He used all sorts of dark magic to track you down. I was never interested in it or his plans for you, I’ve always been the black sheep of the family, I guess. I had no idea that you… that you were mine,” he explains, his cheeks starting to darken slightly against his ginger tinted beard. “Not until they kidnapped you, of course, and I could smell you for the first time. Negan knew instantly what had happened. He already figured I’d be a hindrance, but I don’t think he realized what he’d done.” 

“I’m sorry, there were so many alphas there, I didn’t smell you.” 

“You wouldn’t have,” Jensen reassures you, smiling softly. “Especially not with everything else they were putting you through.” 

“I’m so broken,” you admit, tears filling your eyes. “I’m so sorry, I was trying to save myself for you.” 

“Don’t apologize, ’Mega,” he sighs, stroking your arm softly. “I’m here, and I’ll wait for as long as you need until you’re ready.” 

“You still want me?” you sniffle, “even though they ruined me?”

“I’ll always want you, Omega, you’re my true mate.” 

Somehow, you know that Jensen isn’t lying, that he really believes his own words, and you do too.

“Now what?” you ask, nervously. 

“Now I take you home where you belong, your parents will be worried sick,” he smiles softly. 

“And urm… What about… claiming me?” you prompt, feeling embarrassed about even bringing it up. 

Jensen licks his lips and swallows, looking you in the eye. He seems hesitant, and you silently curse yourself, wondering if you’ve said the wrong thing and scared him away. Maybe it’s too soon for you to be talking about something like that. But your mother had said that your Alpha would need to claim you when he rescues you, for your safety.  

“Mom said it wasn’t safe for me to be in the Kingdom if I wasn’t claimed,” you add, hoping to seem less needy. 

Jensen nods slowly, seeming to take in the new information. “Well, are you… are you ready for that? After everything you’ve been through, I don’t want to put you through anything more.” 

You smile softly at his genuine concern, and shrug a shoulder. 

“At least being claimed by my true mate would be a good thing, I could do with a good thing,” you reason. “Plus, I’d love to go home and see my parents.” 

Jensen smiles slightly. “It would be a good thing,” he agrees.

“As long as you’re sure you want me?” you check once again, thinking about how used you’ve been. 

“Stop asking that, of course I do,” Jensen reassures you, sincerely. “I’m more concerned about you trusting me, after everything you’ve been through, I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted me to stay away once I’ve returned you to your parents.” 

You instantly shake your head, hating that thought immediately. He’s right, you shouldn’t trust him this completely when you’ve only known about him for a couple of hours at most. Especially when he wears the face of one of your rapists. But biology doesn’t lie, and maybe you’re still naive, but you truly believe your true mate would never put you in harm’s way, or hurt you the way his family did. Hell, he even tore through some of them – literally – just to rescue you. 

“No, I don’t want that,” you immediately shake your head, hating the very thought of this man ever being away from you again. You belong with him, you know that deep in your soul. “I trust you. I can feel it inside me, that we’re meant to be. I want you for the rest of my life.” 

You’re nervous about your admission to begin with, but then you watch him lean in closer and you find yourself doing the same, your head tilting slightly in the opposite direction of his. Butterflies dance in your stomach as you grow closer and closer to your Alpha’s lips, exploding like fireworks inside you when your lips finally meet, and your entire body aches and tingles, but in a much more positive way than it has been. It’s your first kiss, and it’s more than anything you’ve ever dreamed of. It’s better than those books in the tower ever described it being. It’s perfect, and so is your Alpha. 

Until one day, the Prince returned upon his black stallion, slaying the evil witch and rescuing his true love, breaking her curse with true love’s kiss and riding away with her into the sunset, where they lived happily ever after.

The End. 

Please let me know what you think of this fic! Feedback is the fuel to writers' fires! My anon is on if you'd prefer to leave feedback anonymously!

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Pretend like each fanfic author has a praise kink and you’re domming them with a comment

#I mean I actually do so #yanno #two birds one stone

[negans-lucille-tblr]

It breaks my heart see such a talented writer taking down her work on Tumblr. You've been one of my biggest inspirations on here. Your inspiration has taken me down a more adventurous road with my writing.

I just thought I'd write down here one of the dreams I had recently that hopefully will make you smile a bit. You were a well established writer and I was at one of your signings. Jared and I were married. We were the last ones in line. I told him not to follow me into the store because everyone would see him a mile away. Of course he disobeyeded and was handy the entire time. You found it very entertaining. Eventually Jared gave you business card so you could be the next guest at our book club.

All in all though I hope you keep writing in some capacity. Also if you ever publish any books in the future. I'd happily scoop it up and buy it.

Wishing you all the best.

Thank you Jen. I’ve always loved your comments and love on my work (not to mention the gifs) ❤️

#bee answers #moosekateer13 #support #lack of engagement killed this writer

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It does suck when there is a lack of engagement for the fics you write and deliver. I'm so sorry that all this has been demotivating you. I understand why it's hard for you to stay and keep posting.

You have been one of those writers who inspired me ever since I joined Tumblr. Your HP series is the first fanfic I properly read and loved.

The lack of engagement made me feel uninspired and I stopped posting altogether as well. That being said I'm trying my best to pursue writing in other ways.

I hope you find what you are looking for.

Love

- ally ❤️

Take care bee, hopefully, one day I'll see your novels in best sellers and be able to tell people that I used to engage with you once upon a time. Of course, no one would believe me but still something for me to gloat.

Thank you ally ❤️❤️

#bee answers #anon #support #lack of engagement killed this writer

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Hi Bee ^_^ I wanted to let you know that I've been your fan for a while now. You're one of my favorite writers of all time 🩷

How I first discovered you was through your "Absent" Dean x reader story and that's when I fell in love. I can't express how much I love your work and talent <33

Even though I am personally not in the supernatural fandom and have never seen the show, I didn't care and still read your stories anyway because of how amazing and well written they were o(^∇^)o (I hope that's a good thing :'D)

That's how talented you are. That's how spectacular your stories are!

And so when I saw your post about your plan to delete your account and everything else, I got so sad :( I'm sorry you have to go through this.

I understand your situation. As a writer myself, I also struggled with fan interaction and feedback on tumblr. It was awful and very discouraging. That's why I left and deleted my account as well.

I haven't been on Tumblr in forever and this account I'm using to send you this ask is pretty much dead and unused. so I didn't find out about your decision until just today when I decided to log in.

I tried a few different platforms to post my work before eventually settling on AO3 as my new writing home. The interaction there is a lot, lot better :) at least for me. Its not perfect but I'm content being on there ^^ imo, ao3 is the only good option out there lol.

Like you said, Tumblr is pretty much a ghost town at this point 😬 which is why I realized it wasn't a good place to post anymore.

It breaks my heart to know that you couldnt find a good website to receive feedback like I have :(

However, I know I'm also guilty of not reblogging and commenting on your work :( I never interacted because I was kinda intimidated and I was also worried about what you would think of me since I'm kinda young.

I'm really sad to see you go but I hope you know that you made my life a little bit better with your stories and I will always admire you 🩷🩷🩷

I wish you the best, take care of yourself ☺️♡ (sorry for writing so much lol)

Thanks for your lovely comments. I’m honoured you’ve read my stuff despite not being in the spn fandom.

I also post on Ao3 and have the same lack of interaction there. Maybe I’m doing something wrong 😂 never mind it doesn’t matter anymore!

Thank you for this ask ❤️

#bee answers #anon #support

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I just had to say something - the entitlement of.some anons is just on crazy level. Like batshit crazy! Sorry not sorry 😤 I'm pissed for people acting this way for the art that you create from your own precious time. As you said - thousands of hours put into writing and for what - for them to start sending hate when you decide to take these away??

I myself am sorry, because I feel like I haven't been as supportive as i could've been either, but I love your fics

But their attitude shows how we probably don't even deserve your stories.

Sorry to see you go, but I wish the best for you 🥺🤍

Those are just the anons I’ve answered too. You wanna see the state of my inbox, nonnie! It’s a joke! 😂 as if hurling abuse at me is gonna make me stay or think “you know what? They are entitled to my stories after all” 🥴🥴🥴

It’s quite apt that today in therapy my therapist had to remind me (due to an unrelated thing) that putting boundaries in place pisses toxic people off and boy is she right 😂

Thanks for the love, I’m not completely leaving though, I’m keeping my blog alive for reading and sharing general fandom stuff, it just won’t be a writing blog anymore 😊

#bee reads #anon #support

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Thank you for your kind words ❤️

a love letter to you, my inspiration

( for @negans-lucille-tblr )

i remember the moment i first became embroiled in this (affectionately) fic writing crap. it was your blog; as i scrolled through random Dean/reader/Sam fics because i have an awful mind XD

i clicked on one of your wincest/reader fics and i gotta say i was hooked. the writing style, delicious angst, scrumptious smut, just everything i was looking for was right there in one piece of writing. i don't think i've ever felt so satisfied by a fic before.

that fic is what inspired me to write; i just want you to know.

i want to make other people feel that way. it's why i continue to plod along and make fics.

it's super sad that you're going away; the community is losing a tremendous writer and i wish i would have given more support instead of watching from the shadows all the time.

oh well. we'll miss you.

❤️❤️❤️

#lack of engagement has killed this writer #support

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Hiya! I don't want to sound offensive, but happened to your first time Dean/Sam/John x sister/daughter!reader fic? I think it goes like the guys don't trust anyone else to take care of the reader properly, so they take it upon themselves to teach her? I looked on the masterlist but I can't find it anymore :(

Hey that was one of the fics that was deleted in the first phase of me leaving so that’s why you can’t find it!

#bee answers #anon #lack of engagement has killed this writer

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I just discovered your blog yesterday and have fallen in love with the (only, like,) two fics I’ve had time to read so far and I’d love to be added to your tag list for all the fandoms you write for!

I didn’t see a google link anywhere to add myself. Do I do that through your inbox?

Thank you so so much!

Thanks for the love. I don’t do tag lists though sorry ❤️

#bee answers #chaospossum

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just wanted to say i love your writing keep up the amazing work ;)

Thank you ❤️

#bee answers #jamerlynn

[negans-lucille-tblr]

Hello, your post about shutting down your pages/sites has just come across my dash and I’m so sorry to see you go. You were one of my first follows when I got back on tumblr a year ago and a few of your series have been some of my faves!

I don’t know if this has already been asked or if you already adressed it somewhere, but is there a chance of maybe purchasing pdfs of few of the fics you’ve already taken down? I’d hate to lose them, but I understand if it’s not possible.

I wish you all the best in the future ❤️

Thank you ❤️

I haven’t made plans for my writing yet.

#bee answers #adreamersmercilesswords

[negans-lucille-tblr]

Bruh I am so pissed. Why bother removing fics just delete the whole blog then. Without us you wouldn’t be here and wouldn’t publish amazing fics.

Bruh, I’m pissed too.

Imagine spending thousands of hours creating content and managing a blog for people to ignore it and then turn around and think they’re entitled to all your hard work when you decide to reclaim it for yourself 😭

#bold of you to assume I wouldn’t write amazing fics without you nonnie #this is why it’s so easy to leave #bee answers #anon #lack of engagement killed this writer

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But why removing fics? I come every night to your page to reread something to deal with my stress and now I won’t be able to do that anymore? I love your writing so much and I understand that you don’t want to share anything anymore but please don’t remove your amazing work please 🥺💕

Because they’re mine and I wanna take them with me lol

#bee answers #anon #lack of engagement killed this writer #the take down

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whyyyyy cant i read prised possesion anymoreeee🥲😭😭

Ah that was one of the ones that was deleted in my first deleting phase for leaving!

#bee answers #devotedlyuniversallytyphoon

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The Omega Princess | Multi-Fandom A/B/O Mini Series | Part Four

Summary: Y/N is the first royal heir that has ever presented as an Omega. In order to keep her safe, her parents lock her away in a tower protected by curses and enchantments. When Negan finally tracks down the Omega, he sends one of his best men, Dean, to bring her to him. He’s got big plans for the Omega, and he’ll stop at nothing to see them through. 

Rating: 18+ (Dark Fic)

Part Tags: fear, primal play, hunt/prey dynamics, non-con, forced creampie, forced anal, forced double penetration, forced knotting, violent sex, crying/pain during sex, threesome, taunting, passing out from pain, multiple orgasms/creampies, bukkake

Part WC: 2490

The Omega Princess Masterlist || Read Part Five on my Website Now!

You smell them before you hear them. It’s the same smell that you caught scent of at your tower, but this time it’s accompanied by something more. It’s that same smell you used to find in books, and alongside that is maybe coconut. You can’t tell exactly, your head is still fuzzy from everything that has happened to you since you got here, and your insatiable heat that just won’t quit. You’re not sure how long it’s been since the brothers had been in to rape you, and Negan and the others pulled them away and done God knows what to them for “ruining” the month. You’ve tried not to think about what Negan said next, about you being an early Christmas present for John’s boys. You can only assume when you hear voices outside your door, that they’ve come to collect their prize.

The screech of the metal door opening sends shivers down your spine as Dean and the long haired man from earlier step inside. They don’t even bother with closing the door, let alone locking it, and instantly your eyes land on it as you try to formulate your escape plan in your mind. If you can just get past them, you can make a break for it. You don’t have an awful lot of feeling left in your legs, and it hurts your core to close them properly, but none of that matters if you’re going to be able to escape. You’ll just push through until you’re free. You can’t live like this, you can’t stay here until you die, which you fear will be soon if this doesn’t end. 

You climb up to your feet, catching both alphas’ eyes as you press yourself back against the wall behind you, hoping to seem like you’re just trying to set more distance between them.  You wait until they are distracted by unbuckling their belts to bolt for the open door. Every inch of you hurts, and you’re not as fast as you’d hoped. A scream of disappointment rips through your body as you feel rough hands around your waist, and you’re pulled back into the clutches of the two alphas with an ease from the longer haired man that makes you uncomfortable. 

“Where d’you think you’re going, Princess?” he chuckles darkly. “My brother and I were promised a good time.” 

You tremble in his hold as Dean stares down at your naked body, his cock already out and in his hand, hard and throbbing as he strokes it. Tears begin falling down your face, and you hate that your escape plan has failed. As naive as that hope had been, for a split second just the thought of freedom breathed new life into you, but already it’s been snuffed out, and you feel your entire frame sag against the tall alpha. 

“Aw, you usually love a chase, Sammy,” Dean chortles. “C’mon, let ‘er go, nothing like a bit of foreplay.” 

Sammy scoffs, and to your surprise you find yourself being let go and shoved away, closer to the door. 

“Alright, Princess, we’ll strike a deal,” he turns around, smirking at you. “We’re gonna play a little game of hide and seek. Me and Dean will count to thirty and you get to go and hide. If we find you, you have to take our knots.” 

“And what about if we don’t, Sam?” Dean asks, stepping up alongside his brother, not taking his eyes off of you. 

Sam laughs like the idea is ridiculous, but then shrugs. “Then I guess our little Princess gets to go home.” 

You know there has to be a catch, that they’re not really going to let you go that easily, and the likelihood is that you’ll get caught within seconds of hiding. But this might be your only chance to escape, no matter how slim it is, you have to at least try, right? 

“What are you waiting for, sweetheart?” Dean asks with a glint in his eye that makes you uneasy. 

“One, two, three–” 

You dart for the door, finding yourself back in that long corridor, and a door rattles down the far end, startling you and forcing you to run in the opposite direction. You run until your bare feet can feel mud, and you look down to see you’ve made it outside, with a thick mass of trees directly ahead of you. You make for the trees, ignoring the bite on your feet as you run over stones and roughage, and paying no mind to the trickle of a fluid between your legs. It could be blood, semen, or a mixture of the two, you’re no longer sure, but it dries on the inside of your thighs as soon as the breeze hits it. 

You only pause momentarily as you gather yourself and assess your surroundings, before deciding to head deeper into the forest and finding a rather thick tree trunk to hide behind. Your whole body is trembling, your lungs are on fire, and for the first time in days, the stench of alpha doesn’t overwhelm your senses. Out here all you can smell is greenery and soil and it does help to clear your mind just a little, that is, until the smell of the two alphas returns. It’s weak to begin with, but the sound of their boots crunching on the forest floor heightens your senses once again, and your heart begins to hammer harder. You should’ve kept running, until the trees ended and you were out on the other side, but now it’s too late. Any movement you make will be seen or heard, and you’ll be captured. 

“Could’ve been fucking the bitch by now,” Sam grunts, and Dean laughs. 

“Don’t pretend you don’t love this part, I’ve seen you play with your toys before, Sammy.” 

A whistle that is usually intended to call a dog sounds out, echoing through the trees and you flinch at the piercing noise, your fingers digging harder into the bark behind you. 

“C’mere princess,” Dean hollers, “c’mon, bitch, back to your alphas.” 

His tone is taunting and his voice is getting louder, meaning he’s getting closer. 

“I can smell her,” Sam grunts, “fuck I’m gonna be feral if we don’t find her soon.” 

“Dad gave us one rule, Sammy: don’t kill her,” Dean reminds him cheerfully, a chuckle in his voice. “But he didn’t say anything about breaking her.” 

Their voices are loud enough now that you know they’re close, and once again you’re overwhelmed by their scents. You’re frozen to the spot, and no matter how much you tell your body to move again, you remain still. If you could just run to the next trunk large enough to hide you, maybe they won’t notice. Your eyes scan in front of you for a clear path, but before you can register someone passing through your line of vision, you feel a hand wrap around your arm and your heart stops and wedges in your throat. 

“Now why the fuck are you outta your cage, Princess?” he growls, glaring at you. 

You don’t reply, but you don't really need to when the brothers speak up again, and Negan’s attention is drawn to them approaching. 

“I’m gonna fucking break her alright,” Sam growls darkly, but stops when he sees Negan, and the two brothers’ eyes widen. 

“I’ll fuckin’ break you if you lose my property,” Negan replies sharply. “I gave you my toy to play with, not throw it away.” 

“We were playing with it; hide and seek,” Dean attempts to joke, but the smirk is quickly wiped off of his face when Negan forcibly tugs you out of your hiding space and holds you out in front of him. “We were just having some fun, we weren’t gonna lose her.” 

“You’re not the only fucking alphas in this fucking land, y’know? The bitch’s heat can be scented from the west stables. I gave her to you to play with, not the entire fucking village.” 

“Relax, Unc,” Dean scoffs, “that witch said the cloaking spell will stay put for months.” 

Negan doesn’t seem impressed with Dean’s nonchalance and grunts, shoving you closer to them. 

“I should take away your fucking privileges,” he threatens. 

“Negan, c’mon,” Sam immediately protests. “I didn’t take suppressants for this.” Despite himself, it seems, Sam begins to rub over the noticeable bulge in his jeans, his eyes darkening as he stares you down. You’ve never seen a feral alpha before, but you have a feeling that’s about to change. 

“Fine, take her before I change my fuckin’ mind,” Negan huffs, pushing you forward as you stumble into them, and Sam instantly growls and wraps an arm around you, pulling you tight against his body. 

“Let’s go,” Dean encourages, but Sam’s grip only tightens. 

“We’re not gonna make it back,” he warns his brother, grabbing handfuls of your ass and rutting his trapped erection painfully hard against your abused core. 

You whimper in pain, the fear of once again being trapped washing over you, and Dean laughs behind you, sending another shiver down your spine. 

“I’ll spread the bitches legs f’you if you return the favor when it’s my turn to knot her.” 

You feel yourself being dragged backwards into Dean’s arms and lifted off of your feet as he hooks your knees over his arms and forces your legs apart, holding you open directly in front of his brother. 

“You two have fuckin’ done this before,” Negan comments with a dark chuckle. 

“This isn’t the first omega we’ve forced to take our knots, Unc, won’t be the last either,” Dean brags, using his fingers to spread your pussy open painfully wide as you scream out. “The last one didn’t survive, but I think I know where we went wrong there.” 

“This one better fuckin’ had,” Negan warns. “I better stay and make sure you have some fuckin’ respect for my property.”

“There’s gonna be nothing respectful about what I’m gonna do to this bitch,” Sam warns, fisting his cock free with a violence surrounding him that petrifies you. 

“You’re too much like your fuckin’ father, Sammy,” Negan sighs, but then he laughs. “Never could stop him, either.” 

Sam flashes you the most sinister smirk you’ve ever seen, and steps forward, thrusting his cock into your spread hole, instantly groaning at the sensation of your walls clenching around him as he forces his way inside you. You cry out in pain and squirm in Dean’s hold, but he doesn’t budge and neither does his brother, who holds himself impossibly deep inside you, his cock pressing hard against your cervix as he clenches his jaw. 

“I was promised a tight little Princess, Unc, this cunt is already ruined.” 

The fact you’re not “tight” as Sam seemed to put it, only appears to anger him more and he begins to fuck you violently. Dean is forced to take the brunt of the movements, keeping you steady in his arms so his brother has an easier time raping you. 

“I know how to make it tight,” Dean speaks up, unhooking one of your legs as he reaches underneath you. 

You’re horrified to feel his own cock between your ass cheeks rubbing against you. He feels thicker than his brother; about as thick as Stefan. Tears fall thick and fast down your cheeks as you feel Dean pressing forcibly against your ass, and Sam grunts, holding himself still inside you. You feel something hot begin to trickle out of your pussy, and look down to see he’s already cum, but his knot hasn’t swollen as much as it probably should, and Sam doesn’t have that same relieved look like the other alphas have always had when they’ve knotted you. 

“Cum already, Sammy?” Negan taunts, but Sam just grunts as he pulls his cock out of your leaking hole just long enough that you dribble his spendings down your slit, beginning to coat the tip of his brother’s cock as it continues to press against your ass. 

“Thanks Sammy, just what I needed,” Dean hums, now using his brother’s cum as the lube he needed to force his way inside your tight, unused hole. You scream louder than ever, your voice cracking and growing hoarse, and Dean growls with pleasure in your ear. 

“Just getting started, Negan, I’ve got plenty more for our Princess. Don’t worry, between me and Dean, we’ll make sure she’s nice’n round for you by Christmas.” Sam sinks back inside you at that, which only makes you hurt even more. You sob in pain and feel your entire body tingle as it begins to grow numb from the overwhelming sensations. “That’s better, so fuckin’ tight now.” 

You think you might lose consciousness as your head falls back against Dean’s shoulder, and your eyes begin to flutter closed. It only feels like you’ve blinked when you reopen your eyes, but you’re face down on the forest floor, your ass held up in the air, and you look back over your shoulder to see Dean behind you, feeling his cock deep inside your pussy this time. 

“There she is,” he coos, reaching down to push the hair out of your face. “Welcome back, sweetheart.” 

You whimper as you feel the bruised feeling between your legs intensify, and you try to climb out of the position you’ve found yourself in, but Dean is quick to hold you down, shushing you quietly. 

“Don’t move, Princess, gotta keep all that cum inside you.” You whine as you try to look around for the other two, and you find them standing over you jerking their cocks, and you realize that Dean’s knot is what you can feel stretching your walls so painfully. 

“How many fucking loads is that now?” Negan asks, his eyes moving down your body to between your legs. “I lost fuckin’ count.” 

“Five?” Sam guesses, a smirk curling over his lips. “About to be six if you let her go.” 

Dean pulls back and you hiss, the pain makes your vision black out for a moment or two, until you find yourself on your back now, not knowing how long you passed out for this time. Dean is still inside you though, and the other two are still standing over you jerking their cocks until hot splatters of cum start to land over your naked body, covering your breasts and stomach, some landing on your face and in your hair as Negan and Sam paint you with their spendings. 

“Hm, she does look fuckin’ pretty like that,” Dean comments, still deep inside you.

“Waste of fuckin’ cum if you fuckin’ ask me,” Negan grunts, seemingly not pleased. 

Dean finally pulls himself free, and your pussy leaks out the overflowing alpha seed onto the forest floor as you whimper and convulse. 

“Put her back where you fuckin’ found her,” Negan demands as he puts himself away and buckles his belt. “Your work isn’t over,” he adds, looking at Dean. 

“What now?” Dean huffs, also redressing. 

“Your brother is gonna need another dose given the state of his bitch.” 

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The Take Down - Please Read :)

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So as you're probably aware by now, I will be leaving Tumblr/Wordpress etc. I have written the final thing that I'll be posting online, and I've started to prepare to leave. I've been going through all my works and making sure I've got a copy of everything before I remove it from online.

I'm starting with Tumblr and will be going through and slowly removing fics here, but I will leave up all the stuff on my website until D-day (which is a date to still be decided yet).

As it stands, I will no longer be posting anything new on here. I decided that My Worthless Love is the final thing I will have shared here.

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