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winchestergifs · 3 days
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STACKEDNATURAL ⇉ 135/327
15.7 Last Call Written by Jeremy Adams Directed by Amyn Kaderali Original Air Date: December 5, 2019
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magickastiel · 1 year
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feeling great about this series of tortured expressions
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clairedelune-13 · 9 months
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“Dean isn’t gay”
True. He likes both coffee and tea.
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youchangedmedean · 2 years
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Dean loves that he makes Lee laugh
Sounds gay...
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casmybelovedass · 2 years
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So we talking 15x07 specifically tonight I see
Can we talk about how they for real slapped Dean AND us in the face with that episode?
We get to see Dean in his high-school-girl drama phase full on eating junk food while watching TV weirdly on the bed after his boyfriend left
And he pulls a "I don't need no man" and goes out for a case and ACCIDENTALLY BUMPS into what is clearly hinted to be a fucking EX BF/CRUSH/HOOKUP from one of the darkest periods of his life (I know for a fact stanford era dean was ever so fucking miserable) who shows his just how great his life could be if he retired
And that's where I get fucking mad.
Because that's all Dean wanted. To retire and live his final WHAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN like 50 years with the people he loved, in a house with a room to call his own and a kitchen he could use to make food for his family to enjoy and not to try to survive
Amd in he end the dream js revealed to be exactly that. A dream. Because Lee stole that life from innocent people for over a decade, living in constant fear and stress and anxiety over the monster he was keeping hidden. Don't even get me started on what that symbolises
And here Dean is when Dean loses the last bit of hope for normality he had. Cuz even when they were about to get rid of Chuck, he wasn't looking at it with the "toes in the sand" retirement dream he was before. He was looking at it like another apocalypse mission
They showed us what Dean could have been.
Happy, surrounded by people who loved him, free, open, living the dream. And then they poured gasoline on it and burned everything
And the whole shit with Lee? The bi lighting? Dean completely ignoring/turning down a hot texan waitress who had been eating him with her eyes since he walked in? THE ORGIES TALK?!?!!
Honey. What the fuck was that.
AND to top it all of, once it's done and Dean has had his lonely hours of the car to think about how much of a dumpster fire of shit the world is, and what a monster he is for killing once again someone he loved, CAS is back and Sam is hurt and he has now to deal with it while still trying to process the fact he will not be truly resting ever
What the fuck
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thefaeriemagic3 · 2 years
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Dean loves that he makes Lee laugh
Dean LOVES that he makes Lee laugh
DEAN LOVES THAT HE MAKES LEE LAUGH
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gothwineaunts · 3 months
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Merry Nevermore Christmas!~
A visit from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Future. Hope you all have had a beautiful holiday season. <3
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legavo16 · 2 months
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I also have this animatic
I no longer believe the flashbacks that were shown earlier. Because the Deans could have changed them ALL. Also a victory for my theory that Leonora didn't actually kill Annabel. I knew there was too much talk about it for it to really be true.
(And sorry for ru language, I added subtitles)
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incorrect-nevermore · 2 months
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The deans quite literally lied to Annabel manipulated her memory to make her believe that Lenore was the one to kill her, and SHE STILL LOVES LENORE JUST SO SO MUCH ITS ACTUALLY RIDICULOUS FUCKING SUPERB YOU FUNKY LITTLE LESBIAN
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SHE CALLS OUT THE FACT THAT THE DEANS WANNA KEEP THEM APART FOR SOME REASON
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Speaking of which, why do the deans want to keep them apart? 
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majosullivan · 2 months
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HOW ARE WE FEELING RIGHT NOW NEVERMORE FANDOM? ARE WE ABOUT TO LOSE IT? ARE WE HANGING ON BY THE THINNEST OF THREADS?
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cerealman · 2 months
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they’re talking about Lenore 😔
(Can’t believe the Deans are homophobic)
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deanlenzart · 2 months
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no touching. ID in alt.
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aritamargarita · 3 months
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SOLITUDE || 001
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hello and welcome to the debut of solitude. to all my current readers, you already know what’s up, but to new and curious readers, this installment is based off of climbing the food chain of wwe, taking place in mostly the modern era, so there are superstars spanning from 2013 the earliest to 2022..
just let me cook on the timeline a little bit okay, you'll like it LOL. there’s a lot of Twitter segments in this so i hope it’s not annoying, they’re going to die down for the most part later i promise
without further ado, please enjoy!
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TODAY IS THE first day of your call up. The support you’ve gotten from your friends from the training center was wonderful, but you’re still feeling antsy and incredibly nervous. Hopefully, your first day on the brand goes well..
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Shawn Michaels was the one to break the news that you were getting called up. You could remember it so clearly because you completely ambushed him with an excited hug once he dropped the bomb on you.
He had patted your back and told you to lighten your grip a little bit, but not without a grin on his face.
If it’s one thing you deserve, it is the chance to expand your career. You always came early, and you were always prepared to learn.
You weren’t sure how to feel when he told you that you’d be heading to the main roster.
You only started as a superstar on the indie circuit and are only used to being on much smaller channels and local shows. You couldn’t even imagine being on WWE, which was broadcast on national television!
He had seen the look on your face and quickly tried to do damage control.
“We’re soft-launching you, or however you kids say it these days,” He told you. You think he grumbled something about how social media was confusing, but you brushed him off. “As an interviewer, I mean.”
“Huh..” You give a shrug. “As long as I can wrestle sometime.”
He had assured you that you will, sooner than you think, but they just wanted to focus on your speaking. Once they (and you), were more confident, they’d allow you to be in much more opportunities.
Such is life, you guess. Get through these obstacles for a bigger reward. You gave your gratitude to Shawn as you had a lot to look forward to.
If you’re not mistaken, WWE had already posted a teaser on their twitter. For some reason, you would find yourself constantly checking the tweet.
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@WWE ✓
We hear someone is entering the scene… 👀
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—is what it said. The flurry of tweets under it were mixed. Lots of people wanted to know what the deal was, though some were already speculating it was an old star coming back.
However, the few fans that knew of your work had their guesses. Some of the pictures you posted on Instagram were cryptic hints, but you knew how the internet was. Crazy detective work..
But anyhow, people around the training center know that you’re pretty introverted. You only came to get some work done and go home. It was hard for others to get to know you at first.
They like to call you shy, but you’ve started to hate that word the more it’s used. It holds you back too much. You won’t make it far if you’re stuck with that description for your entire life.
Fortunately, they know what you lack in words is made up for in the ring. There’s no question that you’re good, you just tend to get nervous when speaking to the public.
At heart, you knew they wanted to help you out, and they wanted you to become the best you can be! If you start practicing, you’re sure to be a star!
As motivating as it sounds, it’s still stressful. Going out of your comfort zone was nothing new. It’s a given if you want to wrestle properly, but it still makes you uneasy.
You know you’ve gotta put your best foot forward and do this despite it. This was your only chance, and you absolutely can’t mess this up.
Most of the people still training had given you their well wishes. It’s heavily appreciated; after all, you won’t see them anymore unless they’re called up there themselves.
You think you’ll miss Carmella the most. She was your training buddy, and you think she was the most excited about you getting called up. You hope that she’ll be next soon enough….
As of right now, you look tired. You damn sure feel tired.
It causes you to lie down on the floor of the locker room. It probably wasn’t the best idea, but fuck it. You’ve already made a bad decision by staying up all night out of excitement. It’s starting to come back to you.
Of course, you came to the arena a little too early. (which was an inside joke between coaches, you’re too punctual for your own good..)
You were sure most of your coworkers hadn’t arrived yet, and you weren’t sure if you wanted to see them. It’s not that you don’t want to, you’re just nervous to meet them.
Especially since you’ll probably be half asleep and may forget their names.
Much to your misfortune, a woman comes in, sunglasses on and suitcase handle clenched in hand.
She only lowers them with a finger once you’re in view. “Oooh,” She starts, then clicks her tongue. It’s apparent that she’s mocking you already. “..You look like trash.”
“Thanks,” You say with a sigh. “It’s so appreciated.”
This is not a good start. You make the move to get up off the comfortable ground and the woman puts a hand on her hip.
She’s not very amused, moving a free hand to flip her blue hair. “Did they get me a personal makeup artist? Or…are you just everyone’s stylist? Never seen you here before.”
“I’m new. An interviewer.” You say. Giving yourself that title feels much weirder than saying you were a wrestler. “Pray tell, who am I talking to?”
She’s a little taken aback by the cynical tone in your voice but takes her sunglasses off. This woman doesn’t think she’s met her match yet.
“Of course you don’t recognize a celebrity when you’re in front of one. Let me refresh your memory a bit. How does this sound? The boss, the blueprint, the standard!” She pauses for a bit for dramatic effect. “…Sasha Banks. And I better not have to repeat myself. Who exactly are you?”
“You have a pretty name.” You start off with. Honestly, you didn’t want to make an enemy out of her as much as she wanted to make one out of you. You hope she could see that. “I’m [Name], and you’re right. I am new. Maybe we can get to know each other a bit more.”
It actually seems to work because she falters for a second. “…What?”
You hold out your hand to her and she looks at it for a moment before shaking it with a scowl. Before you realize it, she’s already taking her hand back.
“I’m assuming you’re wrestling? Do you have a match?” You quickly ask, not giving her a second to recover. “I’d like to interview you after if you do.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Sasha drops her suitcase. She’s unsure if she could stand your bright personality for a second longer. You’re going to be a problem in the future. “Sorry, not sorry, but you’re a nobody. What’s the point?”
“It was worth a try. But if that’s what you want I won’t force you.” Sasha rolls her eyes at your response. You’re way too nice. “At least tell me, do you think it’s fun here?”
“Fun?” She repeats. “Tch, I know you didn’t just ask if it was fun. Get real. There’s nothing fun about being here. There’s only one thing that matters, and it’s the Divas Championship. Got it?”
“Got it.” You nod. Divas Championship…duly noted. You don’t think you’ll be going for it anytime soon. “Who’s got it?” You’ll have to ask if the standard Women’s Championship was still in circulation as well.
“AJ Lee.” She answers. It’s the least snarky answer she’s given you so far, but she reverts back to it. “I swear, I’m gonna drag her ass across the mat for that title. She makes me sick with her skipping around.”
You voice your thoughts. “She skips?” That’s one way to get to the ring. You’re curious now. “I wonder if I can interview her…she must have a lot to say about her reign so far.”
“What?” Sasha’s immediately offended. “Um, no. Who says you’re interviewing her first? You’re obviously going to interview me first.”
It’s contradictory to what she’s said before, but because of it, there’s a smile growing on your face. She notices and jabs her index finger toward you. “You can wipe that smile off your face, rookie.”
“So be it. I will see you afterwards.” You agree to interview her, doing your best to fight the smile off.
Sasha huffs and leaves the room for now. Your eyes follow her, and once she’s gone, you shrug to yourself. Wow.
Well, that’s one way to get an interviewee.
Almost seconds after her departure, your phone vibrates and you see it’s a notification from Twitter. After that, the tweets start to flow in.
What now?
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@SashaBanksWWE ✓
I ALWAYS come first. Don’t forget that, rookie. @Officially[Name].
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@No1DivazStan: Wait…?
↳ @Sashabanksfan109: Literally like who is that??? What is she talking about?
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Oh boy. Now people actually are getting the idea. She even went as far as tagging you. You’re already starting to have people follow you.
Including Sasha, which was a plus!
You’re confident about things for a moment until the thought of having to talk to her live circles back. Shit, you might start to freak out a little.
You hope Sasha wouldn’t be too harsh on you, even if it were wishful thinking. Sasha’s gonna come in hot, especially if she loses. You have no choice but to adjust.
A few more moments of silence pass, and suddenly the floor is calling you again.
You immediately lay back down. How long until the show? You take your phone out of your pocket and check the time. 6:45. The show starts at around 7. Maybe 8 if there are any delays.
Would it be wrong if you took a quick nap? It’ll only be 15 minutes, but it might just be enough to keep you going for the rest of the night.
You’re already closing your eyes. You know you’re going to be unable to hit any major stages of sleep, but even just laying like this is nice.
Until the door opens. You’re shooting up from your spot, almost falling over in the process.
“I WASN’T SLEEPING.” You clarify, doing your best to stand up. The woman, who’s not Sasha this time, looks at you in confusion.
She points a finger at you. “Ya’ sure about that? From the looks of it, it seemed like you were knocked out for a second.” Her accent is the first thing that catches your attention as she starts to motion towards you.
“No, no, not at all.” You try to defend. “Can’t a woman stretch on the floor in peace?”
“Seriously, you call that stretching?” Before she can make any more sarcastic comments toward you, she turns to look at you. “I’ve never seen you around before. Got a name?”
She is trying her best to identify you to no avail. You hop up to your feet, then hold your hand out to her. “[Name]. I’m just an interviewer right now, yeah. I’m new. Who are you?”
“Becky. Becky Lynch.” She introduces, taking your hand to shake it firmly. You swear you’ve seen her before, too. Probably on Twitter. Guess Becky isn't the only one with deja vu.
You pray you wouldn’t forget her or Sasha’s name for that matter. You can’t fight the urge to yawn.
“Someone’s tired. You should go get some water before you pass out. Looks like you’ve seen a ghost.”
This is a nice change of pace from Sasha. Despite you trying to kill her with kindness, she’s just all kinds of intimidating, while this woman is…okay.
Water may do the trick. It might just be cold enough to wake you up. “Good idea. Anywhere I can get some?”
“Should be a cooler down the hall to your right.” She informs. “See, I’d offer to get it for you, but I’ve got a match to get ready for.”
“Well, thanks anyway.” But before you leave, Before you leave, you turn over to her. “This may be an assumption, but are you going against Sasha Banks?” You ask. You could be wrong, but it’s worth a shot to see.
She nods at you. “Smart girl. How’d you know?”
“I talked to her a bit earlier. She wouldn’t exactly tell me she was going in a match, but I guess it was safe to assume it was you.” You say. “If you’d like to be interviewed, I’ll be waiting backstage.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Becky says. She’s more concerned about you getting your water. “Go, I might be here when you get back. Don’t pass out.”
You make a noise to let her know you heard her. Did you make a new friend? You think so.
You’re still a bit disoriented from the lack of sleep. You only made it a few steps down the hall before forgetting the direction she told you to go. Great.
This hallway seemed horribly long. The more you walked, the more you felt like it extended somehow. You need a nap, but you don’t think you’re going to get it until retiring back to your hotel room.
A group of men dressed in what seems to be tactical clothes are sitting around nearby, and you find yourself approaching them in a sudden spur of confidence. It’s probably because you’re tired.
“Excuse me,” you call. All three of them look at you with curious looks, and you feel like you could just up and die right there.
Doesn’t exactly help that they’re all kind of attractive, either.
“Where can I get some water? It feels like I’m dying here.” You ask, using your hand to rub the side of your face.
To them, you looked like you had just completed a damn marathon run. One of them with short brown hair whispers something to another with half-blonde, half-black hair, and you look between them curiously.
You don’t have time for whispers. You want water. It makes you think about purposely passing out in front of them. Rude and manipulative, sure, but you’re not here to gossip!
The other one speaks up to you instead. He’s also got long hair, but you think the most noticeable thing was his sleeve tattoo. You may have been staring too long because he snapped his fingers to get your attention.
At least he wasn’t glaring at you. There was a handsome smile on his face. “You there? Don’t tell me we’ve lost you already. You just got here.”
“Sorry. I’m really tired.” You admit. “Really, REALLY tired. Water would be nice.”
“To your left,” He says. “Should be one over there.”
The exasperation in your voice is ever present when you say: “Thank you!”. You’re dying here. You’ll have to come back and thank your only savior after replenishing yourself. Turning away, you head in the direction he told you.
You don’t hear the snickering behind you as you leave. Too busy thinking about hydration at this point.
Going further down, you see that there still is no water cooler. You’re only met with a dead end, and though there are doors, the signs only tell you that they’re just control rooms.
You’re confused. Why would he send you that way? You turn around and head back the way you came as it must’ve been an honest mistake.
You see them still sitting there with smiles. “Hey, excuse me,” you call, waving your hand. “There’s no water over there. Are you sure it’s that way?”
“We know.” The man who gave you instruction earlier had said. “We just wanted to mess with you a bit. Go that way.” First day on the job and people are already trying to rib you? Goddamn it.
On the bright side, it seemed to be lighthearted. Or so you hope.
This time, you hope, he points the correct way. The only thing you can do is let out a sigh and move forward. You don’t even stay to listen to anything else he says.
"Don't take it to heart!" One of them yells behind you.
You scoff to yourself. This time, they redeemed themselves because you found that lovely water cooler. You immediately pick up the pace and reach out to snatch a cup.
Finally, cold water. You're sure you'll wake up this time. You're almost half tempted to pour some on your face, but you aren't THAT unhinged. Besides, you don’t want to waste it.
The moment you lift your cup and and take a refreshing sip, someone saying “hey” makes you look over, and you nearly spit your drink out.
The guy that had given you the wrong direction had come around. You cough up bits of water, holding a hand on your chest. “Why?! God, you scared the hell out of me!”
“Sorry.” He apologizes. You’re not so sure if it’s sincere. “Stephanie McMahon told me about you. You’re [Name], right?”
It takes you a second to reply and he looks at you expectantly. You hold your hand up. “Uh, yeah. Yeah, that’s me.” You nod.
“Roman,” He introduced himself back, setting his hands on the vest of his tactical gear. “I know it’s your first day and all, but do you know who’s in charge?”
“….Vince McMahon?” You offer with a shrug.
Roman chuckles, shaking his head. “You were close. But that’s not it. The Authority is the one in charge.” He clarifies to you. “And you’d best be on their side. Tell me, new girl. Do you plan to be on the side of justice?”
Truth be told, you’re a little intimidated. Again.
You wonder if you even had a choice right now. Before you answer him you decide to take a sip of water, this time, without coughing up a lung.
“Justice, what do you mean by that?”
“The Authority is seeking to make sure that everyone keeps in line.” He explains. “We’ve already got a hold on the men’s division, but the women’s division….”
He trails off, looking toward you expectantly.
“I’m just an interviewer.” You hold your hands up in defense. “I don’t know anything about wrestling. Like anything.”
A lie, but you don’t exactly want to get involved.
You thought it felt weird to call yourself an interviewer, but now you’re going to hold onto that title until it’s convenient enough for you….
“Don’t give me that crap. I know exactly what you are.” So much for that. Roman gets closer to you and you move back just a little. It doesn’t do much, because he’s still in your space.
You’re starting to feel cornered.
“And what I don’t appreciate is people lying to me. Listen, [Name]. Pretty girls like you are always smart. If you knew what’s good for you, you’d better—“
“Hey guys!” A new voice makes you look over Roman. “Roman…and….who’s this?” He points a finger over to you.
“[Name].” You say. This guy might be your potential savior.
He doesn’t really pester any further than that, oddly enough. “Cool. You guys wanna take a selfie?” Before you two could even answer, he’s already approaching with a phone in hand.
“Wait,” You try to stop him. “I’m not ready—“
All Roman does was glare at the camera while you were holding out your hand toward it. He’s already took it and you were caught in the worst off guard moment.
“You guys better get ready for Raw. It starts in like five minutes.” The man recommends. “Thanks for the selfie.”
He saunters off and Roman shakes his head. After the stranger had made some distance, he finally speaks to you. “I can’t stand Theory’s dumbass.”
“Theory?” You repeat. “Who?”
“Austin Theory.” He clarifies. “Won’t stop taking those stupid selfies. It’s all the goddamn time.”
You slowly nod, but take advantage of the fact Austin had said there’s only five minutes until Raw starts. “Gosh. This was such a nice meeting, but I had better get going. You know, interviews and stuff to do.”
Roman says nothing, so you take the opportunity to side-step and walk past him. However, he doesn’t let you get far before saying…
“Better think about what I said. You don’t have much time.”
You’re hoping that wasn’t a threat. And now that you think about it?
He didn’t even apologize for leading you the wrong way!
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You were just trying to get ready to be on television. You did everything you could to stand out for your debut, despite some people knowing that you’d show up sometime.
You can only imagine the pre-show talks around on social media. God, you hope you weren’t sweating. You think you’re just overreacting, but you feel like you’re gonna cry.
If you weren’t awake before, you sure are now.
Your phone starts buzzing again on the vanity you were seated at. The stylist who was helping you get things together had stepped away earlier, leaving you be with your thoughts.
Until now. The moment you pick up your phone and open Twitter, you groan.
Roman was right about the selfies being stupid.
Austin had posted it on Twitter. The only thing you’re really focused on is yourself. You look a disheveled mess and you’re happy you could fix yourself up a little bit right now.
You’re reeling as you read some of the responses. Although, some were funnier than others…
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@Theory_1 ✓
Roman and some new girl are here today! I caught them in their natural habitat.
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@annsweet_: OMG FREE HER???? WHY DOES SHE LOOK SCARED LMAO
↳ @Lilgrab$78: Nah fr they holding her hostage in there
@Biilionnsmind: Are you serious? [Name] Theory AND Roman? This has gotta be the multiverse
↳ @YourChampion0: Not gonna lie they might be an item. Guess we’ll see if they have something going on or they just were filming something.
@bellstrings: Wait not too much on [Name]…face card is still ACTIVE and ready to TAP!
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Along those lines of being mentioned, Austin had followed you as well. But seeing yourself being the talk of others is just surreal. You’re happy about it.
“Hey, [Name].” A stagehand calls. “You’re on in about 2 minutes. You’ll be interviewing Sasha Banks. It’s the only person you’ll be doing, so you’re free to go home after.”
Alright then. You hop up out of your seat. You looked good enough, so you didn’t exactly need that stylist to come back. Your time to shine.
You let the stagehand lead the way to where you’re supposed to be positioned. It’s a nice set up, you think. There’s a red curtain behind you as well as a television settled with “Raw” displayed on it.
“Sasha lost because of interference.” The stagehand informs you. “She’ll go on about the details. But just ask her some questions. She should be here any second now.”
You’ll try. The camera is already settled in front of you, waiting for the go ahead. As soon as he said that, Sasha comes storming into the room. He signals toward the both of you that he’s rolling.
“Wow, Sasha..!” You exclaim, shaking your head. “That was definitely……a match.”
Sasha looks at you with a scowl. “You think?! Becky only got lucky because AJ came out all peppy. I almost had her.” She complains. “I had Becky in the Bank Statement. She was about to tap…”
She literally has to stop talking and take a breath before she loses it. Everyone, even the crowd, can tell that she’s STEAMING.
“…Uh, do you think you’ll need help in the future for AJ? It looks like she’s posing a really big threat to you.” You say. “Cause’ if you’re asking me, it looks like you may need a future tag partner.”
You’re going steady, despite the fact your hand may or may not be shaking a bit. You’re just glad that this segment wasn’t out in the ring. You tilt the mic over to Sasha.
All you had to do was pretend like the camera wasn’t there and that you were having a simple conversation. Everything’s just fine.
You had hoped she would understand that you were insinuating that you could be of assistance, but she takes it the wrong way.
“What, you think I’m not good enough?” She challenges, stepping closer to you. “You think I can’t beat AJ on my own? She’s the one that needs help. That’s why she gets Tamina to do her dirty work. Let me remind you that I’m Sasha Banks. I was the NXT Women’s Champion. The Boss can handle herself in battle and she damn sure doesn’t need someone that’s gonna hold her back.”
“I get it, jeez. I was trying to help you, Sasha.” You explain. It might be a chance to get you active in the ring.
“Aren’t you supposed to be doing your job and asking me questions? I don’t need your help.” She fires back.
Whatever. You just shrug it off. “Fine. You want questions, I’ll give you questions. You tagged me on Twitter. When you tagged me on Twitter, was that you trying to put me on notice?”
It’s easy for her to bounce off of what you said.
“You clearly act like you have no idea who I am. Maybe now you’ll get a clue. As a matter of fact, you better leave that fake little sweet innocent act at the door, cause I see right through you.”
“What act? I’m just being me.” It’s true. You really are!
“Right, and Becky must be the best wrestler on the planet…hah! That’s hilarious even thinking about it.” Sasha falls into a laugh, and you fight the urge to smile at her contagious laugh. Instead, you wipe it off in order to look confused.
She takes a breath. “You know what? You wanna help me, prove it to me. You and me, a match next Monday. I know that you’re not gonna do well, but I’ll have fun destroying you anyways, rookie.”
This was your chance!! You can’t fight the excitement, so you immediately agree. “Yes! I mean, yeah. Absolutely. It’s a match, Sasha. Shake on it?”
You offer your free hand to her. Despite her gritting her teeth, she takes it.
Sasha thinks you’re too excited, but she’d be lying if she wasn’t curious to see how you’d fare against her.
Your first match is against Sasha Banks. Thinking about it seemed so surreal. You’ve got a lot to prepare for next Monday.
Sasha’s eyes seem to catch onto something behind you and she groans, snatching her hand back. “Not her—“
“I wasn’t expecting you here, Sasha!” There’s a woman who’s slightly shorter than you that comes over with a championship tucked over her arm. This must’ve been the Divas championship, if the words on the butterfly weren’t evident enough.
“You know, not after you lost. Thought you would’ve went home by now!” She holds onto it even tighter once Sasha gave her a nasty look.
“You must be AJ Lee?” You try to divert some of the tension. “It’s nice to see the divas champion face to face.”
Sasha gags, but AJ giggles at your words. She rubs a hand over the butterfly, looking at you. “Oh pssssh, this? It’s nothing major…it just means I’m the best, but seriously, nothing major. Oh, and Sasha? Sorry Tamina made you lose focus…no hard feelings?”
Sasha rears her fist back and you immediately try to jump in the middle of them. Might’ve been a dumb decision, but it made Sasha immediately freeze once you did. You’re not even sure if AJ flinched.
You’re planted firmly in between them without any plans of moving anytime soon. “Woah, woah woah, can we hold off on the fighting PLEASE?! Why don’t you guys settle it in the ring, just like me and Sasha are?”
“You guys…” AJ looks between you two. “…are wrestling each other? Huh.”
You nod at her. “Yeah. I think you should follow suit. It’s obvious you two have problems.”
“Well, you’re right. It’s not like can’t beat you again, Sasha!” AJ chimes. “Anyway, I’m going to go polish my title! Don’t wait up for me, ladies!”
And just like that, AJ skips off. Sasha slowly turns to look at you and the only thing you can do is look back at her.
“I don’t care,” She starts, pointing a finger at you. “You’re helping in whatever happens, rookie.”
“What?! Why me??” You whine. “This isn’t my issue, the only thing I’m worried about is our match.“
As she’s said earlier, she doesn’t care. “You heard me. All you’ve gotta do is be ready. When I tell you to do something, you go.”
She leaves you with that. An exasperated sigh falls from your lips.
You’ve got more than just your match to worry about now..
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#RAWTonight
@WWE ✓
A nearly explosive confrontation tonight on Raw between AJ Lee, [Name], and Sasha Banks. Watch below! 👇🔥
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@xXHibiscus: THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING!???!!!
↳ @WomenofWWE: Yess! This is what we need, a strong three-way feud! The newbie, the underdog, and the champion. The storylines kind of have been getting boring. I wouldn’t mind Sasha & [Name] vs AJ, or maybe even AJ & [Name] vs Sasha.
↳ @RaeFed: [name] might’ve just saved us hold on
@RoseGambler: [Name] trying to be a peacemaker 😭
↳ @101Mariposa: SASHA WAS LITERALLY ABOUT TO ROCK AJ PLEASE. SHE NEEDS TO MOVE
↳ @ThenNowForever: Why she hit the “Sasha, this isn’t you”??
@MarkPodcast: Never heard of [Name]..…is she new?
↳ @platinumstarred: yeah she was mainly on the indies, wasn’t bad at all like she was rlly good
↳ @MarkPodcast: Hopefully she’ll stay good while she’s here!
@Feistysummer: Sasha saying she doesn’t need help…then turns around and tells [Name] that she’s going to help LOL
↳ @Divas4L: They’re definitely going to be friends, if not best friends in the future..
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emotianallesbiansoup · 4 months
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GUYS I did something
Ok so, I thought it was a bright idea to put the nevermore cast into the hunger games simulator and it went FUCKING WILD
The first thing of note happened it and was fucking this....
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and if I said things did not quickly devolve after this I would be a bold faced LIAR
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(yes I added Theo to this because there were slots that needed to be filled and I don't regret it one bit,) I then realized that main character-itis runs in the Vandernatch family, and that Theo would alter the timeline permanently just by being alive
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The misfits become Vandernatch's and co which reminded me of a semi-old post on here about a crack ship involving Theo (you'll see why this becomes relevant later)
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(me too buddy) but also like fair, go off fam!
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And then Morella enters her serial killer arc....
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Cannon (me too buddy)
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and the serial killer arc continues....
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THERE IT IS! I promised you the crack ship would come back into play!
This is where shit hits the fan though.... The only two people left at this point were MORELLA AND ADA...
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Awww cute Morellada momen-
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in all honesty though, someone else major fuck up is the only way Ada would win one of these things
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holylulusworld · 2 years
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Kinktober 2022
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Just like in 2019, 2020 & 2021 I am going to post a kinky, fluffy or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st 2022.
All upcoming stories got added now.
Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until release date.). The release date may change.
All stories contain smut, gore or horror elements. Please head the individual warnings for this event!!!
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FANTASY/SMUT/FLUFF
October 1st: Irresistible Scent
Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader
Kink: Marking kink
October 2nd: Revenge served cold
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Cuckolding
October 3rd: Like Hell
Pairing: Alpha!Soldier Boy x Omega!Reader
Kink: A/B/O
A/N: requested
October 4th: Dance for me
Pairing: Demon!Dean x Stripper!Reader
Kink: Cock warming
October 5th: Forbidden Lust
Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: Homewrecker kink
October 6th: Mr. Orgasm (1) - Wrong Turn (Mr. Orgasm)
Pairing: Cultleader!Jensen Ackles x Author!Reader
Kink: Sex Cult
October 7th: Molded to perfection
Pairing: Steve Rogers x SextoyDesigner!Reader
Kink: big dick fetish
October 8th: Always daddy’s good girl sequel to Daddy’s good girl & Still daddy’s good girl
Pairing: John Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Daddy kink
October 9th: Best costume ever sequel to Is that a costume? & Where is your costume
Pairing: Wolverine x fem!Reader
Kink: Ripped clothes fetish
October 10th: Her concubines
Pairing: Dean x Fairy Queen!Reader x Sam
Kink: Feather play
October 11th: His favorite
Pairing: Alpha!Negan x Chubby(Omega)!Reader
Kink: Public sex
October 12th: Too much
Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader
Kink: Cunnilingus + overstimulation + facesitting and a hint of beard burn
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​​
October 13th: Bearded Beast
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Beard fetish 😈
October 14th: Asgardian Possession
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader
Kink: possessive behavior/possession
A/N: idea by anon
October 15th: Her big bear
Pairing: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader
Kink: Size kink
October 16th: Got milk?
Pairing: TFatWs!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!Reader
Kink: lactation kink
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​​
October 17th: Perfect ending sequel to New Discoveries & Greenest Green
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x fem!Reader
Kink: Roleplay
October 18th: Put it there
Pairing: Stucky x fem!Reader
Kink: Strap-ons
October 19th: Tight places - sequel to Cramped
Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader
Kink: Claustrophilia
October 20th: Dad Jokes
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Dirty Talk
October 21th: Enemy Mine
Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: Exhibitionism (implied)
October 22nd: The strongest
Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Strength kink
October 23rd: Mustache Monster
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader
Kink: Gunplay
October 24th: You, me, and your hands tonight 
Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Quorofilia / Hand Fetish
October 25th: Normal, not boring
Pairing: Endgame!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x TfatWs!Bucky Barnes
Kink: Breeding kink
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1 & anon (Bucky)
October 26th: The gigolo
Pairing: Escort!Tony Stark x fem!Reader
Kink: Paid sex
October 27th: Scavenger hunt
Pairing: Winchesters x fem!Reader (Dean, Sam, John, not Wincest)
Kink: unuasual sex toys & foursome
A/N: idea by @moosekateer13​
October 28th: Weather Goddess 
Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!Reader (X-Men)
Kink: Hyperspermia & Cum fetish
October 29th: Take my breath away
Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: daydreams
October 30th: Praise me like you should
Pairing: Sam Wilson x fem!Reader
Kink: Praise kink & dirty talk
A/N: idea by anon
Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR
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October 31st: His prey
Pairing: Nomad!SteveRogers x Innocent!Reader
Kink: stalking
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​
October 31st: Carved
Pairing: Demon!Dean x fem!Reader; Sam x Girlfriend!Reader
Kink: Knife play
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Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events
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whchenlvr · 2 months
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Hii, could I request Jake, Dean, Eunchan, Grape and Kingsley and Wolf with a s/o who LOVES to dance in the rain? S/o loves getting soaked and it feels so nice when they dance.
Sorry if I asked for too much chars, but like- Anyway! Idk what dances tho. Maybe Ballet?
I LOVE YOUR WORK BTW❤️✨❤‍🔥
THANK YOU SO MUCH i hope you enjoy!! 💓💓
dancing in the rain with him ;
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jake ji
➤ jake would race you to the biggest puddle you can find
➤ he would grab you and lift you in the air and jokingly threaten to drop you into the puddle—fully dressed, might i add
➤ i feel like you’d ask him to dance with you like it’s the most natural thing in the world. he’d be super cute about it tho and the tips of his ears may even turn pink
➤ he knows there’s no saying no to you, so he takes you by both hands and together you spin each other around and around <3
dean kwon
➤ i have the biggest unknown soft spot for dean <3
➤ he’d probably reject your offer to play in the rain at first, but once he sees you staring sadly out the window, he gives in, silently taking your hand and pulling you outside
➤ you’d be jumping in joy, spinning and laughing up at the sky as dean stand on the porch smiling at you
➤ “come dance with me!” you’d shout over the heavy downpour, and finally he’d hold out a hand to let you pull him into the rain. it takes some convincing, but you’d totally get dean to pick you up and spin you by the waist
eunchan hong
➤ a brat. an absolute total brat
➤ he’d be all “no, y/n. i’m totally not going in the rain with you!” then he would go outside to get completely soaked and run back in to give you a wet hug
➤ since you’re already wet now, you join him in the rain and instead of dancing together, i think the two of you would have a splash fight
➤ like, you’d both put those big rubber boots on and kick puddles of water at each other until your pants and completely drenched in water
grape lee
➤ on the outside, grape tries to look disgusted at the thought of dancing in the rain, but on the inside he’s already jumping in puddles outside
➤ you give his hand a gentle squeeze and promise no one will see, and that’s enough for him to hop off the couch and into a rain jacket
➤ this would totally be one of those cute “i can’t dance” moments where you have to teach grape how to have proper fun in the rain
➤ you’d take his hand in yours and position his hands where they need to be on your body, then when his face is bright red, the two of you would dance prettily in the rain <3
kingsley kwan
➤ despite his cold exterior, kingsley would absolutely melt if you ask him to dance in the rain with you
➤ at first he’d be practical and try to talk you out of it, offering inside alternatives, but you’d stand your ground. he agrees once you promise to wear a warm rain jacket
➤ only after kingsley is sure that you’re completely bundled up does he let you take his hand and pull him out into the rain
➤ he’s only uncomfortable for a moment, because when he looks over to find you smiling up into the sky, he gets all warm and fuzzy inside
➤ kingsley would be the one to offer his hand to you. he’d pull you into his chest and reach you how to waltz cause he seems like the type to just randomly know how to waltz
wolf keum
➤ you love the rain. wolf hates it
➤ it starts raining one night, and you’re so excited that you run out completely in your clothes as you jump and spin in the puddles
➤ “wolf, come dance with me!” “no.” you: :(
➤ when your begging proves itself to be useless, you practically have to drag him out of the safety of your house. your surprised he didn’t start melting
➤ still, once he’s wet, wolf finally gives in and holds your hand as you spin yourself like a ballerina
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