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unnuevosoltransformalarealidad · 2 years

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Good Girl

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Summary: Jeffrey Dean Morgan, the raising rockstar, intervenes when your best friend is about to get physical with you. He stays with you to make sure you are safe. Pairing: JDM x Reader Squares: Birthday for TMAS of @supernatural-jackles // Teasing for @j3bingo // Warnings: Alternative Universe, Rockstar Jeffrey Dean Morgan, SMUT +18, daddy kink, praise kink, slight violence, Word Count: 1.6k A/N: This was also written for the Birthday Bash of @negans-lucille-tblr with the prompts Praise kink, "She might be your girl but she's calling me daddy", and a gif that is below in the story (you might have to read to find it ;D) PS: Happy Birthday Bee! I hope you had an amazing day!! Lots of love

Along with your best friend Paul, you were invited to Ava’s birthday party that her boyfriend was hosting. She mentioned that his friend, the new rockstar Jeffrey, was coming too and was excited to meet you.

Why was that? Because Ava wanted you to cut your toxic relationship with your best friend Paul. He was extremely jealous, very possessive, and degrading towards you. He actually wasn't nice to anyone, he always showed like he was more important than the rest. She hated Paul, well everyone hated Paul except for you.

The night of the party, Paul complained about your outfit, “it was too revealing for you” he said but you didn’t care, you liked how good you looked in it, “even if you showed up naked, no one would want a whore like you” he added and left you in your apartment thinking that he was man enough to make you feel bad about yourself. You knew better than that, two could play this game.

You decided to change your outfit a little. Paul said it was too revealing, well, you changed into something even more revealing. You put on a two-piece black dress. He was an ass and he was not going to ruin your night.

When you arrived at the party, your friend Ava was waiting for you. “Where were you? Paul arrived alone and you weren’t answering my calls.” you sighed. Of course, Paul was not going to tell her what happened, he probably blamed you for it. It was always your fault.

“I’m sorry” you apologized, “but I had to make a quick wardrobe change” you explained removing your coat. Ava was speechless, “girl, I don’t know what you were wearing earlier, but this…” she did a dramatic pause, “this is hot” you smiled and blushed. You knew that Paul was looking at you, you could feel his eyes following every movement.

Ava walked you through the middle of people just to make Paul jealous, she knew he was going to act like a possessive boyfriend towards you. You didn’t care what he might say or do, you just wanted to have a nice evening and not have to leave the party earlier because he made you feel uncomfortable.

You were enjoying a drink with one of Ava’s friends when Paul approached you, grabbed your hand, and took you somewhere else. “What the hell?” you stopped him mid-step removing your arm from his grasp. “Don’t you think is enough attention for someone like you?“ Paul was drunk, obviously, and because he wasn’t having enough attention from the guests, he decided to make fun of you.

“Oh please. Go fuck yourself Paul” you said annoyed. When you tried to leave, he stopped you grabbing you by your arm. “I’m not done with you”

“I think you do pal,” someone said and you recognized his voice, it was Jeffrey. He puffed his chest making him even bigger than he already is. “Are you okay, Babygirl?” you nodded. “I think you’ve had enough to drink and is time to go home,” Jeffrey instructed putting an arm around your shoulders.

“Leave my girl alone,” Paul slurred, “Yeah, whatever. You’re not having her now” Jeffrey said leaving with you under his arm.

What had happened was a weird situation. Paul has never gotten that possessive before, he never treated you like this before, but what was even weirder was that you were still under Jeffrey’s arm and you felt safe with him.

“I’m sorry” you murmured, “It’s okay doll, don’t worry,” Jeffrey said caressing your cheek. Ava was a few feet away from you and she had a knowing smile, you saw her taking out her phone and a minute later your phone buzzed. “Maybe now you will notice what I’ve been telling you about Paul. Enjoy Jeffrey, he’s been looking at you ALL NIGHT LONG” she texted, you smiled and rolled your eyes.

“Drink this Babygirl, is water” Jeffrey handed you a cup, you drank it in one gulp, “you want more?” he asked you putting a strand of hair behind your ear, you shook your head. “I just want to go home,” you said and he nodded. He intertwined his fingers with yours and took you towards Ava, she nodded and wished both of you a good night. Both of you left in his car. The way Jeffrey praised you, talked to you and, treated you made you feel shy.

Jeffrey decided to take you to his apartment because he thought that Paul was going to go to yours looking out for you and he didn’t want to risk it.

Jeffrey brought you another glass of water and laid it on the table, he sat next to you on the couch with a beer in hand. You sighed and Jeffrey pulled you to his chest so you could lay your head on top of him.

“I’m sorry” you apologized again, “It was the first time that Paul acted like that towards me” you explained, “he was jealous,” you admitted

“Babygirl, I heard enough before I decided to intervene, he was wrong in every fucking word he said. You are worthy of every pair of eyes that look at you because that outfit makes wonders to your body. You look gorgeous Babygirl” you blushed at his words. No one ever has said such things to you, you were used to being degraded and humiliated by who you thought was your best friend.

“He doesn’t deserve you, Babygirl. You need someone who cares about you” you looked at him and nodded.

Jeffrey was giving you some back rubs to keep you relaxed, he knew you were feeling bad for what had happened at Ava’s party. You stayed like that for a while, soon you were dozing off.

You felt your body being moved from the original position you were and some minutes later, you were laid down in a more comfortable place. You opened your eyes and saw Jeffrey removing your shoes, “I’m sorry, Baby girl, I didn’t mean to wake you” Jeffrey apologized and then remove some hair from your face and kissed your forehead.

You put one of your hands in his face and leaned to kiss him, he sat next to you and pulled you to his lap. Instead, you straddled him and your skirt got up in the process.

Jeffrey started to caress you from your back to your ass, giving it a squeeze every time he touched it. You started to grin your hips, heating the make-out session.

The only things that could be heard were the grunts and moans erupting from you and Jeffrey. You tugged his t-shirt for him to remove it, he did as you requested and took your top along with his, throwing them together somewhere in his room.

He started to massage your tits and pinch your nipples to harden them even more. “Oh, daddy” you moaned when he started to suck one of them. You froze as soon as the words left your mouth and Jeffrey could feel it.

“Say it again, Babygirl,” Jeffrey commanded looking at your eyes. He started to suck one of your nipples again and you moaned “Daddy, please…”

It was like you had lighted a match because he engulfed you in his arms and threw you in bed. He peppered your body with kisses, removing your skirt in the process. There were a lot of sensations going through your body that you were ecstatic, your orgasm building up slowly at the pit of your stomach, you needed the release.

You slightly pushed Jeffrey to the bed, he getting the message, complied. You straddled him once again and started to grind again. You suddenly stopped and Jeffrey was about to apologize when he noticed you struggling to remove his pants, he smiled and helped you.

Once the pants were out from the middle, you started again to grind yourself again against his hardening cock. It felt amazing. You put one of his hands over his throat and fastened your movements.

Your release was there about to explode, you could feel the precum leaking and wetting his boxers and mixing with your wet underwear. Jeffrey could see you were about to cum, he slower your movements and started to thrust you. The new sensation felt incredible. With the change of movement, he made your orgasm explode, moaning his name out loud. You fell against his chest, tiredly.

“Already exhausted baby girl? But we are just starting” he joked and kissed your forehead once again

The night you spent with Jeffrey was beyond amazing, not only because of the sex but also because of the way he treated you and made you feel. No one has made you feel as safe as Jeffrey did, not even Paul.

Jeffrey didn't want you to stay at your old apartment because of what had happened at Ava's party, so he offered to stay with him until you could find a new place. You loved your apartment, but living with Paul was something you didn't want to keep experiencing.

When you were at your apartment grabbing some basic stuff you needed asap, when Paul appeared, "the whore is back, he got tired of you?" Jeffrey showed up from behind making Paul jump, "you know, she might be your girl, but she's calling me daddy" Jeffrey whispered to Paul's ear making him shiver from anger. Paul turned around and stormed out of the place. He finally got what he deserved.

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eisforeidolon · 2 years

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Why do John Winchester get all the hate from the fandom while Mary and Bobby get the part of being saints

There's a few reasons, I think.

For one, John is the person who primarily raised Sam & Dean. As the main characters we the audience spend the most time with, invest the most in emotionally, and sympathize the most with? There's a tendency for us as their fans to (over)identify with them and want to find someone to be angry at for the trauma and issues they have from the way they were raised. It's a lot easier for some to look to John who was right there - rather than dead mother Mary or occasional father figure Bobby - let alone blaming the real culprits, the whole host of largely faceless angels & demons. Especially for those certain fans who have an entire library of daddy issues of their very own they're looking to project onto the characters.

Tied in to how we're most invested in Sam & Dean as the main characters, it's much easier to sympathize with characters when we actually see and feel their struggles happening onscreen. JDM is only actually physically there for what is ultimately a tiny fraction of time directly showing us how messed up John was and giving us incentive to really feel for him as an individual. Most of the time in the canon when he comes up, it's about how he's affected his sons' lives, not about himself, which puts him at a remove from the audience. Comparatively, Bobby is so much more present. On the other side of the spectrum, until her resurrection, Mary is almost a nonentity, so absent we don't even think of her except as an abstract concept most of the time. So again, it's very easy to see John as more of a scapegoat in his sons' story than a separate character with a story of his own as a deeply traumatized man who made a lot of mistakes. We sympathize with Sam and Dean and even Bobby for their mistakes because we see the circumstances and emotions and turmoil involved, whereas John is mostly at a remove except for a few moments in season one that some fans admit they skipped.

Speaking of said fans, that brings us to where a very large portion of the tendency to hate John the most comes from: destihellers. The fandom, unfortunately, has a very loud group of shippers that basically hate everything about Dean Winchester as a character but think Jensen is hot and want to fantasize about him naked with a not-Sam man-shaped-entity and are obsessed with the idea their fantasies have to be canon. They need some reason for Dean to actually not really be like that, and they love them some dead horse stereotypes. So they came up with this typically insulting and entirely baseless "meta" about John being an evil homophobic walking toxic masculinity stereotype who insists boys can't have emotions. He totes beat the HornyGayTeenagePrincess!Dean they write fanfic about into "performing" his life as canon EwGrossHeteroDude!Dean! If it wasn't for John, Dean would be falling all over himself to declare his twue lurve for the angel every five seconds! Which, again, considering John shows exactly zero evidence of being homophobic and cries and hugs his sons more per scene in season one than anybody? On top of how laughably dumb it is about grown adult men in general and Dean in particular? Is pure bullshit that has nothing to do with the actual canon characters.

#askboxery #anonymous #spn discussion #destihellers #about john winchester

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wigglebox · 2 years

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okay i watched before my friend came over oops but i couldn’t wait until sunday and i don’t mind rewatching lwkejflawkej

SPOILERS

brruhhh okay so i never saw season one i only just finished season 2 only 2 hours before season 3 was dropped but i still just absolutely love maeve lol and MM i love them both they are my favorites i think.

i love this revenge/payback thing they’re setting up with MM and SB i’m down for that

butcher with super powers scares the shit out of me and my eyes hurt watching him

i had to wonder if the thing that went too far was the kid stuff and SB so the pivot away was what gunpowder said, that SB basically smacked him around sometimes.

SB is going to be just so horrible when he wakes up. i loved the tics that he had when he was clearly irritated by mallory and also i didn’t know i ever needed to hear that man say captain lesbo but i’m happy xD yeah he’s saying it as an insult but all i could think of is ‘that’s my superhero name!’ wlakjeflawjke

he’s going to be soooo bad to maeve i can feel it in m’bones

i absolutely lost it when we saw the photo of him next to president reagan i’m like BRUH idk why that was hilarious to me

i love how like, yeah they’re superheroes but that original team really did just feel lke a dog and pony show for entertainment like how captain america himself was in his origin film lol. they don’t feel serious he feels goofy i love it bc under that goofiness i’m scared of him like i wouldn’t want to be a woman alone in a room with him thank yewwww

also his lil helmet is so cute omg i’m going to be so annoying about him

i’m really going to be interested to see what happens bc in the trailer when he woke up we saw he exploded n stuff and so i wonder if that ‘nuclear reactor meltdown’ thing really was him just aborbing untable power and bamowhamo

i never read the comics so shh i have no idea what’s going on xD even then, this is just one soldier boy where the comics i think he at least a couple iterations.

anyway. i’m really excited weirdly just to hear kimiko sing hopefully not in a fantasy or dream sequence ;_; i know she’s traumatized and is either unable to or unwilling to speak but ;_; maybe singing can help her with that wahhh no i’m sorry i just like kimiko and want her to have the world thank you

ALSO FRENCHIE GETTING TEASED AS A SUBBY BOI omg i laughed also i love him so much. frenchie is another one that really like he’s up there with maeve and MM

GOD AND FUCKING NADIA IS SO SCARY JESUS LIKE omg i like screamed at the end of season 2 and then now seeing her use her power almost like they’re giant, invisible bullets or something and she can take out a chunk of a person at a time like jesus christ mark me down as scared AND horny

also poor hughie feeling resentful omg it must not be easy dating a supe ;_; but also there was a shot where he was standing behind starlight when he first kinda gets introduced to that supersonic whatever person -- and he’s smiling uncomfortably and i’m like, for the first time, going OMG HE LOOKS LIKE HIS DAAAAD

speaking of dad, simon pegg sounds odd in an american accent.

and speaking of daddy, i’m like, holding it as a 60/40 odds we will actually see JDM. i wasn’t expecting the cameos we’ve gotten. also please i have thee biggest crush on charlize and you hAD HER SAY THOSE NAZI WORDS

also fuck stormfront i’m happy she died though then again they only said she died and we didn’t see her body or anything so i’m still suspicious

also Ryan is Jack-coded even down to playing connect four and videos with his mother’s voice i’m crying

also it was pointed out to me that A Train’s brother was the actor for AU!Michael and now i’m like i LOVE it when that happens xD usually when i go ‘that actor looks familiar’ and they weren’t in House MD or a Marvel movie, they’re in a SPN episode xD

FUCKING. HOMELANDER. like i was watching season 2 and watching how he was and i’m like they’re gonna make him worse than this? and they did. like i’m actually terrified of him this season especially now that he really is growing the racist white dude base.

what scares me that is in some reviews some folks wrote that SB is worse than Homelander which is probably going to happen when he wakes up next episode and i’m SCARED and i’m also bracing myself to hear slurs out of SB’s mouth lol also i’m just so ready to see him be unhinged. but like Homelander basically shoved that poor girl off the roof and forced Deep to eat his friend so like -- if SB is worse? ho-man.

no i am not ready for booty but i am grateful that the booty wasn’t last night so i could concentrate at work. i won’t be able to concentrate next friday i guess

god i’m so excited for next week!

#the boys #the boys spoilers #tb3 #the boys 3

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shimmershae · 3 years

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Okay. So I did one of these wish lists last season and got gifted way more than I ever could have anticipated so I thought why not do it again?

Shae’s wish list for Season 11.

Putting it under a cut because it’s long and rambling. And it will probably be revised and/or added to whenever the mood strikes me.

Things I want to see in Season 11:

The actual episode. Why the hell does everything have to be so dark in the literal sense?

Carol and Daryl to have an epic reunion that will totally blow the reunion in the woods outside of Terminus out of the water. C’mon. It really feels like the stage is being set for it and you know Angela loves her callbacks. What better moment to revisit than this one? The one where we all just knew these two were embarking on something new (only they didn’t, not in the way we’d hoped)? Like, it’s a seemingly insurmountable task but I know Norman and Melissa have it in them again. The real question is: do the writers?

Judith and RJ bonding with Aunt Carol and her telling them stories of the old days and all the people they didn’t get to meet. What better way to foster our nostalgia and make us remember why we fell in love with this show and its characters in the first place?

More Carol and Dog because those scenes in Diverged were the epitome of precious.

More Princess. Princess’s “meet and greets” with all our community members, yes. But Princess’s first meeting and assessment of Carol and Daryl. Methinks she’d have something mighty interesting and enlightening to say.

All this angst for Daryl and Carol eventually building to a head and Kang finally delivering on that “heart to heart” she mentioned what feels like a million and one years ago.

Aaron and Gracie scenes because Aaron is such a good daddy, ya’ll.

Rosita continuing to have significant screen time and not having to step back into the shadows just because Maggie is back.

Speaking of, I’m glad Maggie is back. I really am. For the simple fact that Baby Hershel is the cutest alone. But I’m not happy that everybody so far seems so ready to just defer to her when they’ve been perfectly fine making it without her. That is not okay and that shit needs to stop soon-ish.

Hershel making fast friends with Judith and RJ and Gracie and all the Jabila kids. They’re the next generation, ya’ll. I just really need this.

More Jerry and Nabila, please. Because I have a special soft spot for my Jabila.

Jerry and Ezekiel scenes. Because Jerry is Ezekiel’s person and the truest bond he has on the show.

Kelly and Lydia striking up a friendship because Kelly’s a sweet cinnamon roll and Lydia is in desperate need of friends.

More scenes of Lydia, period, and not just her seeking out Negan because they both feel like outcasts. Lydia was raised in Hell. Negan wreaked Hell. It’s different and I don’t appreciate the heavy-handedness of Angela trying to make Negan into something he has no right to be. Leave him at an antihero if you must persist but stop trying to convince us he’s earned his place as a good guy because he hasn’t. JDM may have risen to the challenge of making him a much more compelling, shades of gray character these past two seasons, but Negan is still the guy that gleefully bashed Glenn’s head in with a barb-wire wrapped baseball bat and if he’s not going to show remorse about it? The least he can do is show the common sense not to go out of his way to antagonize Maggie.

Kelly reuniting with Connie and Carol getting to have a hand in doing in. Some acknowledgment from Connie that she chose to go back into the cave with Magna would be nice but ultimately not necessary because I don’t think Connie blames Carol at all.

Dog surviving the season unscathed and getting all the cuddles he deserves.

The not-so-rosy truth about Leah being exposed and Daryl making his choice clear once and for all. Spoiler alert? Leah doesn’t even rank.

I’d love the fake dating/fake marriage trope to be trotted out at the good old Commonwealth with Carol and Daryl because I think it would be so much freaking fun and hey. If Kang is going to continue to give us fanfic (unknown child, a la Rick and Michonne), why not try out a true blue?

Some freaking clue as to why/how Rosita and Father Gabe hooked up. Like I just don’t get it, especially when you consider Siddiq was RIGHT THERE. The amount of distrust Rosita and the rest of Team Family had in him back in the early days of their arriving in Alexandria. I just find it hard to wrap my mind around this relationship when it wasn’t even on the radar pre-time jump.

That said, Father Gabe did have a great scene with Judith in (what was then) the Season Finale where he gave her a message for Rosita and I did find it touching. So I dunno, ya’ll. I could be persuaded. But not all that easily.

Some resolution to the whole Virgil thing. Talk about your random characters in the right place at the right/wrong time. Him promising his wife flowers every day touched me but come the fuck on.

More Carol and Lydia scenes and more Carol and Kelly scenes because Carol with these young ladies gives me life. You know what? Carol getting to interact with and have friendship with any and all of the ladies gives me life and should be a regular thing. Like TPTB missed the opportunity of a lifetime having Carol and Michonne sharing all kinds of bonding scenes. It would have been so poignant to watch them relate to each other over their lost children.

Can we please get some Commonwealth scenes where the kids of Alexandria learn how to be actual kids? I mean, not that they aren’t already, but I’d love to see them have the chance to be carefree and have fun. You know, though, that Jude is definitely going to be a tough little nut to crack, and she’s always going to be keeping one eye open for trouble.

Speaking of Commonwealth, I’d love to see all our faves dolled up, lol. Yes, it’s a rather shallow wish, but can you imagine Carol in a simple but beautiful dress and Daryl utterly tongue-tied to the point that the kids--Lydia, Judith, and RJ--just start giggling uncontrollably and Carol and Daryl both blush? Because I can and it is glorious.

Let the villains villain. Not everyone needs to be redeemed. Some people are just too far gone.

You know what? It’s past time to let Carol in particular unpack some of her trauma and cast it aside so she can move on that future Daryl keeps reminding her they have. She and Daryl are way overdue for a heart to heart where she just opens up a vein and lets it all flow. It’s the only way she’s going to be able to heal and move on, IMHO.

Some indication that Rick and Michonne and the Grimes babies and the rest of their family (Carol, Daryl, etc.) are going to be reunited.

The promise of at least a chance of a happy ending for everyone we’ve watched and loved these last 10+ years.

There’s more. There’s always more, lol. But that’s enough for now. As I think of things I just really, really need to see? I’ll come back to this list. Because hey. Like I said. I did one of these for Season 10 and I got way more of them than I ever could have anticipated so.

#The Walking Dead #Season 11 hopes and wishes and dreams #Caryl #Carol x Daryl #Carol Peletier #Daryl Dixon #really all of our faves #I want this season to be so emotionally satisfying #not devastating #sometimes those two things can be one and the same #sometimes nah #things that make me smile and cry #for reasons

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murphslass · 3 years

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Nervous Much? Pt. 3

> Pt.1 >> Pt.2 >>> Pt.4

Warnings: fluff, heavy kissing, teasing, plus sized!reader

“I’d love to.”

He says as you unlock your front door and lead him in. His hands stay in his pocket as he follows you toward the kitchen. He leaned against your countertop as you go to fish out the first aid kit.

“Why you getting that shit out?”

“Because, that creep got a few blows on you too. Especially with the lovely scratch on your forehead and your blistered knuckles.”

“C’mon now sweetheart, you really don’t have to do that.”

“No, you are a guest. Besides I thought you were a gentleman tonight.”

“You’re I did say that didn’t I? So I am at your disposal babycakes.”

You giggled as he bowed in your direction. You prepared your things and held Negan’s hand. Examing the small scars and a little blood you frowned. You stayed concentrated to make sure that he didn’t end up with any permanent marks.

“I’m warning this is pure alcohol and it’ll sting.”

“Whatever. I’m no pussy.”

He scoffed as you soaked a cotton ball in the solution. He then flinched at the touch and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction.

“Ha. Ha. Go on keep laughing it up. But I can’t help it, this fucker hurt.”

“Don’t worry it’ll be fine big boy. Now I just have get the mark on your forehead before I get out the bandages.”

He nodded and let you continue. You groaned as you had to go onto your tip toes to reach his head and forget that he’s tall. Negan giggled and brought his hand to hip to keep you secure. You finished the cleaning him up and wrapped his knuckles in gauze and a bright red bandage on his forehead.

“There you go!”

“Well I appreciate it beautiful.”

He said as he flashed a toothy smile, you went pack everything back up and feel Negan’s body press against your back. He goes to kiss the area behind your ear and you moan as the sensation sends goosebumps down your body.

“Mmm! You are sweet as a fucking peach baby.”

“I need to put this away Negan, here I’ll also make a couple of drinks.”

You say as you laugh nervously and escape his hold. He just chuckles to himself as he leans against your counter. You saw him out of the corner of your eye as he keeps his eyes on you. Walking towards the liquor cabinet and pull out a bottle of Crown Royal and Malibu.

“Which one do you want?”

“Either or honestly depends. You drink it straight or use shooters?”

“Well I have juice and coke. I like them so I don’t get drunk fast.”

“Oh yeah! I love some coke. Let’s drink up baby.”

You loved his enthusiasm and go to pull glasses out. Negan walked towards you and saw you going to unscrew the cap of one of the bottles. His hand going on top of yours. You froze in your steps and felt his finger tips going up your arm. You could feel your body heating up and his hand moving onto your shoulder then your neck. You whimpered as he turned you to face him before kissing you. His lips moving against yours slowly so he can feel you. His hands guiding you to lean against the surface as he grew more hungry with his kisses. His hands grab onto your ass to pull you to sit on the counter. You gasped at how strong he was and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue between your lips. His soft tongue massaging yours and his hands pulling your thighs to his slender waist. You whimpered at his touch and you could feel his smile against your mouth. He reaches to bring your arms onto his neck. Your fingers go into his dark hair as he moaned into the kiss. You could yourself growing more needy for him. Slowly you made out for a few minutes and pulled away to breathe again.

“Fuck you taste good. Wonder what that sweet kitten tastes like.”

He said with a dark smirk as your face turned bright red. He just loved seeing you flustered.

“Do you have to have such a dirty mouth?”

“It’s how I express my love and it’s apart of my charm.”

He smiled and you couldn’t fight the grin on your face.

“Do you still want that drink?”

“Not really. But maybe we could move this to the bedroom?”

You nodded and laughed when lifted you in his arms. You just pointed him in the right direction and he happily kicked the door opened. He placed you onto the bed and you for once you felt confident.

“Before we really get into this baby, I really need to piss.”

“Oh the bathroom is right behind you.”

“Thanks sugar lips.”

He smiled as he walked away. You sat up to get comfortable and strip away your clothes. Soon you were left in your panties as you didn’t want to have hassle with your bra. As the door began opening you moved under the sheets. Negan appeared but without a shirt this time. He smirked and made his way to crawl on top of you.

“Hmm I wonder what you got hiding under here. Let Daddy have a look.”

He says as he hooks a singular finger on the top of the covers. At first you resisted but then he pulled hard to reveal you to him. Negan let out a low growl as he took you in.

“Holy shit princess. You’ve got a smokin’ hot body here. Can’t wait to eat you all up and have you screaming my name.”

You bit your lip as he dived in and by kissing on your neck and massaging on your breasts in his hand. You moan at the nice feeling and hold onto his shoulders. Your slipped shut and the bed felt so warm and comfortable.

Morning came quick as you woke to Negan spooning you. He was in his boxers and you couldn’t remember anything from last night. You shifted and sat up to try to remember something, but nothing came to mind.

“Morning sunshine.”

“Hey. Did we have sex? Because if we did then I can’t remember it.”

“Nah we didn’t. You actually fell asleep before we got things going.”

You covered your face and groaned loudly out of embarrassment.

“Oh my gosh! You gotta be kidding me. I’m so sorry Negan.”

“For what? You were tired. And I had to admit you’re cute when you sleep.”

You didn’t say much as Negan moved closed and gently ran his fingers down your back. You giggled at the tickling feeling and lean back to lay on his stomach.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be baby.”

“But I feel like I’m leading you on and-“

“Hush that bullshit. You’re not leading me on and besides if I thought that I wouldn’t be here. But I really fucking like you and I enjoyed our time together sweetheart.”

“So you think that we could try again?”

“I mean I won’t say no baby. But let’s do that later and just go back to sleep.”

You agree and go back into his warm embrace as he covered you both up.

Part 4 coming soon…smut

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writethelifeyouwant · 2 years

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Serious | Part 1

Summary: When Ty and Jensen go out to a fetish club, they run into one of Ty’s ex boyfriends, Jeff. As the night wears on, and Jensen and Jeff get to know each other more intimately, they discover they share something unexpected in common.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Ty Olsson | Jensen Ackles x Jeffrey Dean Morgan Rating: 18+ Word Count: 3,220 Warnings: Dubious Consent, Use of Safe Signal (Ignored), Use of Safe Word Tags: Light Pet/Puppy Play, Master/Pet, Unhealthy Dom/Sub Relationship, Exhibitionism, Public Sex, Oral Sex, Multiple Partners, Threesome, Anal Sex Bingo Squares: @j3bingo - Jeffrey Dean Morgan | @spndeanbingo - Threesome | @spnkinkbingo - Puppy Play

A/N: Commissioned by @katbratsupernaturalwhore! This was a really cool idea from Kat, and I loved the chance to write a good bit of Daddy Dom JDM 🥵

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Jensen shivered as they entered the dimly lit passage that led them into the coat room for the club, despite the fact that it was about twenty degrees warmer inside than it had been outside just a moment ago. A club attendant reached their hands out for Jensen’s coat, and he swallowed uncomfortably before reaching up to unzip it, revealing his collar to the young worker. He felt their eyes linger on it for a moment before they took the item of clothing from him and turned to Ty, handing over the tickets for both their items.

Jensen rolled his shoulders and flexed his neck, mentally preparing himself for the rest of the night, when he felt Ty’s hand on his shoulder. Like the good and obedient submissive he was, he dropped to his knees immediately. A short metallic click alerted him to the fact that his leash had now been fastened to the back of the collar, and he gulped, letting his eyes drift closed, trying to centre himself.

“Crawl, boy,” Ty instructed, voice rumbling deeply from his chest, and Jensen felt him kick the sole of his foot to get him moving. Jensen dropped onto his hands so he was on all fours and began to crawl.

Upon entering the main floor of the club, Jensen could feel the bass shaking his bones, rattling up his wrists and knees so thoroughly it set his teeth on edge. He didn’t particularly like this club. Okay, that was a lie; he hated it here. House rules: all the subs – or pets, as they exclusively called the people like Jensen here – were required to crawl instead of walk, and they weren’t allowed to stand up unless they were in private, or their Master’s demanded it of them. Jensen was just grateful his Master had permitted him to wear jeans and knee pads this time. The last time they’d come here he’d dressed Jensen in a pair of tiny leather shorts, and his knees had been raw for ages after their play evening.

Jensen didn’t mind going out with Ty usually, he liked clubbing and dancing, and if they were in a place that was a little more… inclined towards their lifestyle, he even enjoyed getting a little dirty on the dance floor in the middle of the crowd. Here though, he was so constricted to this role, he never had very much fun. But they had kept coming back, because it was one of Ty’s favourites, and Jensen was a good boy, so he went where his Master told him and did what made him happy.

Ty led Jensen over to the side of the club that had couches and tables and booths, and he sighed in relief when he saw that there were a few cushions laid out under the table they were headed for, so that the pets could kneel on something more comfortable. He couldn’t quite see what was happening on the table top from his current height, but it looked like some kind of card game, and Jensen smiled to himself. This, he was into. Being a cockwarmer for his Master while he played poker or some other game with a big group of guys; he loved how useful he felt, providing his Master with that kind of constant pleasure. Plus there were no other subs at this table, so no one would actually be able to watch him, which was even better.

“Heya, fellas,” Ty greeted the other Masters at the table, tipping his imaginary hat to them as he sat down. Jensen crawled under the table and knelt at Ty’s feet, waiting patiently for him to spread his legs so he could undo his jeans and suck down the cock that was already vaguely bulging beneath his fly.

“What’s your buy in?” Jensen heard someone ask.

“Well, I’m a bit low on cash right now, but I’m happy to offer services in exchange.”

Ty was grinning, Jensen could tell by the tone of his voice, but Jensen’s heart dropped. He wasn’t here to keep Ty happy while he played – Ty wanted to whore him out to the other players. It was something he’d threatened to do before, but Jensen had always just thought it was just dirty talk. Now, on his knees, faced with the possibility of sucking a stranger’s cock, he wasn’t feeling very comfortable with the idea at all.

“Does he bite?” Someone else above the table laughed.

“Only if you’re into that,” Ty chuckled in reply. “So, that work for everyone?” There was a general murmur of assent, and Jensen swallowed nervously, his heart beating maddeningly against his ribs.

“Room for one more?” A pair of booted feet appeared at the side of the table, presumably belonging to the deep, gravelly voice that had just asked to join in.

“Well, I’ll be damned!” Ty shouted with laughter and leant forward across the table to shake the stranger’s hand.

“Why am I not surprised to see you here?” the unfamiliar voice replied jovially.

“I am surprised to see you here though.” Ty moved over on his booth to make room, and Jensen shifted himself accordingly beneath the table so his lead wasn’t pulled taut. “This was always way more my kink than yours.”

“Eh, I still dabble sometimes,’ the stranger replied, and Jensen desperately tried to put together a picture of what he looked like. He had worn, black jeans on, frayed on the hems from age, and his boots were expensive but clearly lived in. He sounded a little older than him and Ty, and the gravel in his voice made Jensen think the guy was a little rougher looking, maybe. He sounded damn attractive though. That voice alone could melt Jensen like butter if it said the right words.

“Buy in, Jeff?” the dealer asked the new guy – Jeff. Jensen was weirdly glad he had his name. It suited him, from the little Jensen had ascertained about him so far. He wondered how Ty knew him.

“I’ll pay it after I win the first hand. Throw ‘em down,” Jeff responded cockily, and Jensen laughed to himself. This guy’s confidence could give Ty’s a run for his money, and inwardly Jensen hoped Jeff did win the first hand.

“You boys don’ mind if I take the first dip before I start passin’ ‘im around, d’ya?” Ty grunted, unzipping his pants, and Jensen’s mouth filled with a bitter taste of saliva and adrenaline. Fuck, he wished he could just stick to sucking Ty off, he didn’t want a load of strangers shoving their junk down his throat.

“Woah, you got someone down there?” Jeff asked, his body shifting as he peeked under the table to get a look. Jensen glanced to the side, eyes locking with Jeff’s and he felt his whole body flush as Jeff grinned at him devilishly. “Well, fuck me,” Jeff gave a considering once over to Jensen’s body then returned himself topside. “He a good boy for you?”

“Very good, aren’t you boy,” Ty reached below the table and gave Jensen a cursory touch on the head that he couldn’t help but nuzzle into, relishing in the praise.

“So he’s not an absolute brat like you were f’me?” Jeff laughed heartily, and Jensen’s brows rose. So that’s how they knew each other.

“Oh he likes kickin’ up a fuss if you give ‘im the chance,” Ty yanked on Jensen’s leash and he tipped forward, his head landing in his Master’s lap, lips next to his now unclothed cock. “But that’s just ‘cause he wants it rough, huh bitch?”

Ty didn’t give Jensen the chance to answer, though, because he quickly grabbed hold of Jensen’s neck and forced him down over his cock. Jensen gagged for a moment at the unexpected intrusion, but his throat quickly got used to it.

“Good fuckin’ bitch,” Jensen heard Jeff rumbled distantly, “sounds like he’s drownin’ down there, sure he can handle that?” His tone was light and joking, but there was a hesitance to the pace of his words that made Jensen think he actually meant them seriously.

“Yeah, he fuckin’ loves it, don’t you worry,” Ty assured the group, and to prove his point he thrust his hips particularly hard into the back of Jensen’s throat, producing a choked off moan from the man.

“Dirty ass slut,” another man’s voice joined the conversation, and Ty laughed in agreement.

“You got that right, here, see f’r yourself.”

A second later there was a thin, bony hand running it’s way through his hair. It was most definitely not Ty’s, and Jensen gagged. The owner of the hand clearly liked that sound, because he pushed down – hard – forcing Ty’s cock to the back of Jensen’s throat, and choking him on it. Jensen quickly reached up and tapped on the guy’s arm twice in two, distinct motions, but nothing happened. He tried with Ty, reaching up and tapping the safe signal on his Master’s thigh, but Ty just shoved his hands down off his body.

“Uh uh, no touchin’ boy,” he grunted, seemingly ignoring Jensen’s choking and the tears now streaming down his face that he must be able to feel falling on his skin, but then a moment later Ty’s hand gripped his neck and broke the stranger’s hold, yanking Jensen off of his cock. Jensen sucked in a rattling breath, coughing as the air finally reached his lungs.

To his horror, Jensen saw the man who’d been holding him down tear into his own pants and pull out his cock, which was already beginning to harden.

“Master, no, please,” Jensen’s voice was a hoarse rasp, and he chose to pretend that maybe Ty didn’t hear him properly over the noise of the club, because he kicked Jensen towards this man and guided his head down onto his cock, squeezing his cheeks so his lips opened for the intrusion.

“Good boy,” Ty grunted, petting Jensen’s neck as he began to suck the cock of his own accord. “You show him a goddamn good time, baby.”

Jensen hummed and tried to relax into the blowjob. The praise from his Master had been a nice little boost, but he still wasn’t sure he was happy sucking off anonymous strangers just so Ty could play poker and ignore him all night. It felt degrading, and not in the fun, sexy way. It felt seedy and perverted, and supremely selfish on Ty’s part.

“Fuck, put your back into it, slut,” the man receiving Jensen’s attentions growled above him, bucking his hips and getting the tip of his cock to the back of his throat. It was enough to make Jensen gag, but luckily not long enough to go any further. He pulled back, spluttering and coughing, sucking in large breaths while he had the chance.

“Where the fuck d’ya think you’re goin’, boy?” Ty growled when he felt Jensen recoil against his legs. A hand reached beneath the table and felt for Jensen’s face, turning him towards his Master before he received a harsh slap across the face. Jensen’s cheek glowed red in pain and humiliation.

“No more, please,” Jensen choked out, and earned himself another slap.

“You get over there an’ finish ‘im, you whore,” his Master leant down to reprimand him under the table. “Don’ make me look stupid.” He tugged on Jensen’s leash violently and sent him towards the still naked cock protruding under the table, the guy jerking it with his scrawny little hand in anticipation of Jensen’s return.

“You’re treatin’ him a little rough, dontcha think?” Jeff leaned toward Ty and asked the question under his breath, surreptitiously trying to sneak a peek at the other man’s cards while he was at it. His ex just laughed at him and shoved his shoulder back into his own space, hiding his hand.

“Little whore loves it,” Ty excused with a shrug and a wicked grin. “He puts up a fight because he wants you to beat it outta him.” Ty’s smile was downright malicious now.

“You two sound like the perfect fuckin’ match then,” Jeff inclined his head with a pout of consideration, looking back to his hand of cards and shaking off the brief feeling of unease he’d gotten a moment before.

He could have sworn he’d heard the sub say ‘no’, but if it was all an act then what the hell, it was none of his business. Ty had always liked things rougher than him, the CNC stuff had been something he was never interested in pursuing, and that was one of the reasons they’d wound up breaking it off. That and they could never settle on who got to Dom who. That relationship had made it crystal clear to Jeff that he was really not a Switch, and Ty sure as fuck wasn’t either.

A strangled groan from the other end of the table drew his attention, and Jeff looked up just in time to see the guy on the right side of Ty scrunching up his expression in a pretty damn horrific O face. He smirked to himself and looked away, not needing that mental image carved in his brain. But his mind did wander to the other half of the orgasmic pairing, the one who seemed to be sucking this guy’s soul out through his cock. That hadn’t taken very long at all, and he couldn’t deny that after that little display he was looking forward to his own turn. He reached down to adjust himself in his trousers, growing more uncomfortable by the second the longer his mind lingered on the man under the table.

“Jeff?”

Jeff looked around to find the dealer staring at him quizzically, and realised the circle had come back to him, and all but one player had folded. Ty still held his two cards aloft, waiting for Jeff’s decision. He pursed his lips and considered for a moment, then reached for his remaining chips and dropped them in the centre.

“All in,” he smirked at Ty, challenging him directly. “Fold or match, baby boy?”

Ty glowered, looking down at his own hand and his remaining chips – just enough to match Jeff’s bet.

“Raise,” he grunted cockily, shoving his own chips forward as he stared Jeff down.

“And what are you sweet’ning the pot with?” Jeff arched a brow, curiously. “You already put your boy to work down there, you gonna get on your knees for Daddy, like the good ol’ days?” he grinned, knowing that would never happen in a million years, but he couldn’t resist the look of fury it brought to his opponent’s eyes.

“You can have his cunt, too,” Ty offered with a smirk, and Jeff felt his dick throb against his fly. “But if I win,” he held up a hand and pointed at his chest emphatically, “I get yours.”

Jeff grinned and reached for his whiskey, swirling it around the cut crystal of the glass for a moment, pondering, before tipping it back and swallowing hard.

“I bet,” he laid his cards face down on the table, “and I call.”

“Two pair,” Ty flipped his cards over triumphantly, revealing a ten of spades and an ace, then indicated the ten of hearts in the river and the ace of spades it was laid next to. “Aces high, my friend,” he grinned. Jeff nodded, suitably impressed, before he gave Ty a guilty smile and flipped over his own hand: the other two tens. Ty’s face crumpled.

“Three of a kind, baby boy,” Jeff held up his fingers, smirking proudly. Ty growled at the use of the diminutive moniker, slamming his fist on the table. “Now, now, it’s just a game,” Jeff laughed, patting the other man on the shoulder. “But I do still want to claim my prize,” he licked his lips, eyes glancing towards the table surface, where Ty’s sub was kneeling beneath them.

“Yessir,” Ty nodded, false cordiality clearly audible in his tone. “Now’s good a time as any, yeah?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Jeff grinned wolfishly, standing up from his seat as stretching before reaching down and cupping his semi. “Winning always does get me goin’.”

“Get up here, boy,” Ty slid out of his seat and tugged his sub up behind him with his leash. Jeff took a moment to admire the man knelt before him – eyes glassy, lips swollen, and a bit of cum dripping down his chest where the open button down shirt exposed his freckled skin. Ty yanked on his leash again, and the sub choked. “I said up, bitch,” he growled, hauling the man to his feet, and then bending him over the empty table that was next to the poker game.

“Right here?” Jeff asked, a little taken aback.

“You want him, this is how you get him,” Ty grunted roughly, pulling his own cock back out and shoving it into the sub’s mouth, eliciting a groan from the man on the table.

“Your boy, your rules,” Jeff shrugged, reaching out and groping the man’s round, firm ass, that was so nicely on display for him now.

“He’s always prepped to go, you can just slide right in,” Ty grinned, fucking his own end enthusiastically.

Curious, Jeff reached around to unbutton the jeans that were between him and his prize, and quickly pulled them down, finding no underwear to remove. There was a black plug in his ass, with big block letters reading ‘SLUT’ written on the end. Jeff scoffed and rolled his eyes a little bit, before extending a hand and beginning to play with the butt plug, twisting and tugging on it so it pulled against his rim. The sub began to moan loudly, writhing around on the table and pounding his hands on the surface.

“Yeah, fuckin’ take it,” Ty groaned, grabbing his boy’s hands and holding them down on the table to get better leverage to fuck into his throat. “You gonna use that cunt, or what?” He challenged when he looked up to see Jeff watching him.

Jeff went for his own jeans and began to undo them, pulling his cock out through the slit in his boxers and stroking himself to full hardness as he continued to play with the butt plug, fucking it in and out of the hole he was about to bury himself in.

“Fuck,” Ty moaned, “gon’ make me cum.”

Jeff quickly pulled out the plug and plunged himself in. It had exactly the desired effect, the sub moaned loudly, the sound shaking his whole body and causing a chain reaction. Ty lasted two more thrusts before he stilled, cock buried deep in his boy’s throat, face contorted in obvious pleasure. Jeff grinned and pulled out, then fucked back in swiftly, setting a teasing pace.

Ty finally extracted himself from the limp body between him and Jeff, and the sub immediately began coughing, his lungs filling with desperately needed air. His hole clenched around Jeff’s cock every time he coughed, and Jeff groaned loudly, fucking into the pliant heat in front of him even harder. But then he kept on coughing, and something didn’t feel right.

Jeff stilled, looking down closely, and saw the man was crying, choking around his own sobs.

“R–rr-” he hacked, and Jeff’s eyes widened, his heart thudding in a sudden panic. “Red.”

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tiktaalic · 3 years

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unfortunately I cannot look at any posts where deans hair is edited to be darker bc he looks more like j*hn and it freaks me out. 😔 like he still doesn’t look at that much like him but still.

oh yeah the faith edit actually made me go hey he kinda looks like jdm! but that is because my brain is incapable of recognizing family resemblance unless it’s hair color. this is why i don’t think any of my immediate family resembles each other but when i dyed my hair black i went hey maybe i DO look like my mom!

i think it’s SO fun for several reasons:

it only happens because sam goes pleeeease will you dye my hair black so i can take my final form as a misfit bloodfreak teenager and dean gripes the whole time they sit on the edge of a tiny motel bathtub and purposefully smears dye on sam’s neck every time sam goes “are you sure you’re doing it right?” and squirts the leftovers on his own head cause they’re leftover so why not.

he DOES get “you look just like your daddy”-ed more often when he starts dyeing it which makes him :) and after john dies he starts scrubbing it harder in the shower and then never touches it up once it’s really gone

As A Lesbian i am a firm supporter of doing drastic things to your hair in the middle of having a normal one and feeling closer to yourself after you shave cut bleach dye etc. ESPECIALLY between the ages of 15 and 25. dean’s hair is always close cropped which only leaves him with the option of bleach (bad and wrong) and dye (good and nice)

i’m tired of media about people with light brown hair. black hair or bust

#spnwatch #anonymous #ask

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negans-lucille-tblr · 3 years

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Ok so I’ve been thinking about our boys.

We know that Sam has to be in charge in the bedroom at all times and I feel like Jared would be super passionate. No BDSM of anything but super into making you feel good.

Dean has always felt like he had to be strong and take control so he’d love surrendering completely to you in bed. And Jensen would be really into being in charge And bossing you around. Calling him Sir wouldn’t hurt either.

And as for JDM, it doesn’t matter if he’s Negan, John or plain Jeff, I know that man is just all Daddy all the time!

I would agree with you for the most part.

Sam is very in control as we've seen from his few scenes in SPN.

I actually think Jared is fairly submissive compared to Sam. Like, he wants to please you and make you happy because that's what good boys do 😂I don't think he's like SUPER submissive most of the time with like kneeling and calling you Mistress or whatever (maybe he dabbles) but more just, happy for you to take the reigns. I guess like we see Dean being in the show. You could shove him around a bit and take what you want and he's just happy to be along for the ride.

I agree with Dean giving up his "in charge in control" persona when it comes to the bedroom. We see this pretty obviously in the show. He's not dominant. MoC!Dean, maybe. Demon!Dean... oh that man is the only one in any kind of control and you'd be an idiot to think you could have any kind of say in the bedroom with him 🤣But regular Dean gets excited being shoved through doors and seems very sensual.

Jensen... total dom. I feel like he'd be strict too. Likes structure and discipline. At least, we see those traits when he's with Jared at least.

And you're right, I can't imagine JDM being anything but Daddy 😂Though I think Jeff is much softer and probably more sensual than say Negan who would be more kinky and taking what he wants (kinda like Demon!Dean vibes)

Thank you for helping me indulge in my headcanons, nonnie 🥵🤣

#bee answers #nonnie #j3 headcanons

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kittenofdoomage · 3 years

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Sometimes I wonder if the guys don’t scroll through tumblr out of curiosity, but then I can’t stop myself from laughing. Can you just imagine Daddy Morgan reading a one shot? “Hey, Hil! C’mere I wanna try something.” 😂😂😂

Wasn’t there a con where JDM said J2 were actually sending him fanfiction? I’ve just googled, here’s a link to JDM talking about it 😂

I think they know 👀 Misha’s definitely been on here.

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shimmershae · 3 years

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Just watched the episode and I’m going to have a lot of thoughts for you, most of them probably bordering on incoherence (LOL) so this is your last chance to nope on out of this post because I’m going to go ahead and put everything else behind a cut to save the eyes that do not want to see any spoilers at all. Unlike mine, that very much wanted to see but in a lot of cases? Could not see shit, but I digress.

Shae’s stream of consciousness coming at you in 3-2-1.

First of all, can I saw how good it is to have my show back again? Like, no. I don’t quite have Season 5 levels of excitement about the new/last season, but it is definitely nice to have all these characters back.

So all these thoughts of mine. Okay. Bear with me because there be a whole lot of them, lol.

My immediate impression as the episode opened was WHOA. Such a cool shot of Daryl with one light wing, one dark wing (representing the two sides to Daryl maybe--the man of honor versus the man he was raised to be, hmm?) looking out over some dark vista of something. Seriously. It’s dark. My room is also dark at the moment and still I was squinting to see. To make out what I’m “looking” at. I really, really hope the rest of this season isn’t this hard to make out.

Is that a tank? Kinda sorta a callback to Rick’s first episode? If so, cool. If not, well. Us fans have always put way more thought into things. For real. Change my mind.

Holy intense eye contact, Batman! Daryl Dixon has literally never looked at anyone--not BethusConLeah--in quite the same smoldering way as he looks at Carol. It’s next level. I don’t know why people be fooling themselves into thinking different.

Let’s see. I can make out--besides Daryl, Maggie, and that face mask dude I already forgot the name of--Kelly, Magna, Jerry (who’s that with him?), and Carol. Sorry. My world, like Daryl’s, inevitably narrows to Carol. She’s loking fierce and fine AF per usual.

Was that Rosita I noticed rewinding to relive Daryl eye-fucking Carol?

I’m guessing this is the army base they talked about in 10C.

That Walker perking up like “I smell food--pancakes and bacon and oohhhh” has me giggling inappropriately right off the bat. WTF.

Look at all my fabulous ladies tiptoeing through that Walker minefield. And Carol spotting that gun that might be useful right away. Listen, if you don’t think her mind ain’t always ten steps ahead of everybody else’s, you’d be wrong.

So. Are these Walkers just so old and feeble not even the call of fresh meat attracts them? Because just tiptoeing through their midst without the knockoff Lady Gaga meatsuits or skin masks has never really worked before that I can remember.

I just want to see most of this season. Is that really too much to ask? Don’t X-Files and Game of Thrones us, Angela. Please and thank you very fucking much.

Okay. Is the one drop of blood thing making anybody else have 28 Days Later vibes? Kinda? Sorta? No? Just me? Okay then. Carry on.

Wait a minute, though. How they be explaining how Daryl keeeps acquiring all these new tats all the time? Hmm? It’s like they just quit giving a shit about continuity in these latter seasons.

I mean. Do Walkers sleep now? LMAO. What is this? I guess they’re constantly evolving?

There’s my baby Lydia. Love my smol bean.

Alright though. I love to see the ladies of TWD kick some ass. It’s very gratifying. Gimps would never. Thank you, Angela.

Clever, resourceful, calm and collected, quick thinking Carol to the rescue! Seriously. Her haters must be withering away inside with absolute envy.

Hey, ya’ll. Remember when Carol was still mastering her sharpshooting skills at the Prison yard and shot at Rick’s feet? Her little “sorry, sorry”? LOL. If Rick could only see her now. Wait. He already knew what so many of his stans refuse to acknowledge--Carol=ultimate survivor and true savior to the group many times over.

Maggie’s got herself a gun, too. Go my badass girls.

Of course, Carol’s got everybody’s back. Of fucking course, Daryl’s got hers even when everybody else seem frozen in some kind of awe or stupification or something. Microcosm of the whole damn show right there.

Carol’s like “here’s your knives, love of my life.”

Eh. Maybe that’s just me.

Nah. She’s totally thinking it, too.

YAS! YAS! Norman Reedus and Melissa McBride with the top billing. How very far my babies have come.

Listen. I miss all the characters we’ve lost. Absolutely. But I love the ones that are still with us, that have been with us for so very long so hard. Whether I love their stories or decisions or not.

Is that THE Alexandria sign? That sign’s been through some shit.

DOG! Daryl kneeling to embrace our Grimes babies has me all up in my feels. And how cute is Dog getting all excited and making sure he’s the first one there to welcome back, Daddy?

Hershel is literally just as puppy dog cute as Glenn ever was. Really some Grade A casting.

What did Maggie call Mr. T? Ducky? Dougie? Sometimes with Maggie? I really cannot tell. Anyway. He’s Mr. T. for me until I find out differently, probably through rewatching with close captioning, lol.

Maggie’s got more people. So. Some new redshirts to sacrifice for plot purposes. I don’t know if I should bother learning their names or not.

I seem to remember Meridian being mentioned in one of the episode synopses.

Sophia’s hair tie around Carol’s neck will never fail to be an emotional throat punch. My heart.

“They come at night and by the time you see them, you’re already dead.” Welp. Guess that means we ain’t seeing shit for at least this first third of the season, lol. Very horror-eque though.

“You’re leaving to fight ghosts.” Aaron, to Maggie. So I see Aaron’s the type to get the hell outta Dodge when the Boogeyman comes calling, hahaha. Least he was. In the old world.

Rosita’s pissed off expression at Gabe’s decision to volunteer for the so-called suicide mission gives me life.

My baby Carol is tired AF of suicide missions. You can tell. Also? Methinks she has something to prove to Daryl here. Or at least feels like she does.

Dog with his little tactical vest. I love it.

I guess I get why they had Carol and Rosita stay behind. They had to more evenly split up the badassery to make things more fair and balanced, lol.

Okay. So Negan’s definitely earned everybody’s disdain. But they’re being woefully short-sighted by not at least hearing the dude out. Isn’t he at least native to the area?

“That is God telling us to turn around.” I’m actually on Negan’s side with this one, but Gabe answering him with “I’m pretty sure he would have run that past me first” has me howling with laughter. Father Gabe has gone straight up savage in these last couple of seasons. Rosita’s influence, perhaps?

I see what Angela is doing. Trying to make Negan the voice of reason. In this particular case? It’s kind of working. I’m still ultimately on Maggie’s side with this though BECAUSE GLENN.

Imagine showing up to work and unironically dressing like a storm trooper every day. Excuse me while I LOL.

Even in the ZA, there’s bullshit paperwork.

“Pumpkin colored spacesuit.” Good one, Ezekiel.

LOL forever. I love Princess.

“Michonne. Our Michonne shut people out of Alexandria for years.” Timely reminder that choices aren’t always perfect. Neither are people.

WTF is reprocessing? Sounds ominous. LMAO at Eugene’s “Okay. We gotta go.”

What in the actual hell with all those bagged, squirming undead? Creepy AF in that subway tunnel.

Should I just go ahead and call that the Easter bunny? We’ve had some version of it pop up since Season 1.

Is it stubborn pride with Maggie or what? Why go through with something when all signs point toward the wisdom of stopping? You can argue that she’s acting similarly to Carol last season, but there’s a huge difference here folks. Carol did her damndest to Lone Wolf that shit and minimize the danger to those she loved. Maggie’s straight up enlisting those she “cares about” to carry out her mission of revenge or vengeance, what have you. Let’s see if she gets near the amount of hate for it. Personally, I don’t blame her for her feelings one bit. They are valid. But her knowingly drawing the others into the game? That’s my sticking point. That’s how she and Carol differ, even if some people refuse to see or accept it. Anyway. Hopping right on off my soapbox.

“Why don’t you get up on your little tippy toes and try?” Omigosh, I’d dying. When I tell you I about passed out with laughter, I do not exaggerate. I should hate Negan forever and I do. Really. But I adore JDM and he frequently makes me LOL. He’s made Negan entertaining if not completely redeemable since Angela took over and more layered so I say kudos.

He has a point about Maggie playing dictator. Damn you, show, for slanting the writing just that smidgen that makes Negan make sense over his victim. I guess, though, it’s better this way. Gives both characters more shades of gray.

“He’s a dick but he makes sense.” I feel like this is Angela calling us all out when we dare to harbor any lasting resentment toward Negan for what he did to Glenn.

Speaking of--Negan. You deserved Daryl’s punch to the mouth. You just went a bridge too damn far.

“Keep pushing me, Negan. Please.” Warning shots fired, Asshole. You better watch yourself around the Widow Rhee.

Have I mentioned how much I love Princess? Her shipping the Commonwealth guards is killing me, lol. I can’t wait ‘til she meets Carol and Daryl. She’s going to have their number in two seconds flat.

I like Ezekiel and Princess as a duo. I’m not saying romantically necessarily. I just like them in scenes together because they’re fun. There’s sort of a protective indulgence Ezekiel seems to telegraph whenever they’re in scenes together. Like he’s like don’t hurt this one. I don’t know. For all these words I’ve written, I can’t quite find the ones to adequately describe what I mean.

The wall of the lost gives me such Battlestar Galactica feels. What sad thoughts it inspires.

Eugene in that Commonwealth gear. Omigosh, lol. So did they just sneak up and take Princess’s little Commonwealth ship’s gear when they were sneaking off on their own to have a quickie?

Princess finding that note for Yumiko on the wall actually gave me chills. Yeah. I’m easy. Just the suggestion of someone getting reunited with lost family gets me all up in my feels. Yumiko saying “I have to stay”? I felt that.

Oh no. Dog ran off! Somebody protect my favorite fictional puppy. Of course, Daryl goes after him. He’s always been the sweet one. Merle said it.

Eh. Negan taking Maggie’s hand at the end there would have smacked too much of Negan Sue and Maggie’s biggest plot of the season would have been prematurely dealt with so I get why they did what they did. But c’mon. It’s not really that big of a cliffhanger, is it?

Okay, so Angela calls those sleeping beauty Walkers “Lurkers” and I get it. Apparently they’re a bigger deal in the comics, but I really don’t remember seeing them all that much on the actual show. Somebody jog my memory.

Of fucking course, you can actually see what’s happening in the inside the episode clips. I wish we could choose to view the episode with that lighting because some of us be blind. And this time I mean in the more literal sense. Not the figurative one.

Anyway. I’m going to stop trying to write a novel for ya’ll and move on to better things. Like maybe a nap. Maybe some early dinner. I don’t know. I’m tired AF and need a little recharge.

Before I go, though? Overall impression of the episode? I liked it. There were parts that I loved (all the ladies being badass, every second of Carol, Daryl reuniting with the Grimes babies and Dog, all things Princess, some of Negan’s one-liners about had me busting a gut, Rosita serving looks, Kelly and Lydia getting to be badass too) and parts I didn’t love (not being able to see a damn thing, Angela trying to tip the scales in Negan’s favor, not enough Carol or Aaron or Rosita, no reunion between Aunt Carol and the Grimes babies even though that picture floating around suggests it was at least shot, not being able to see a damn thing, all the Alexandria people playing follow the leader for Maggie when she’s been gone 6 years and Daryl’s right there--hell, even Father G deserves the honor over her because it’s obvious they’re not exactly on the same wavelength anymore).

I don’t know about anybody else, but I’m just glad to have our show back.

Later, lovelies.

#The Walking Dead #Season 11 #spoilers #TWD spoilers #things that make me smile and cry #and giggle and giggle

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pfenniged · 3 years

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Celebrity Crushes-GO.

I literally made a post about how my type is literally pale, buggy-eyed men with jet black hair, but I think my friend said it perfectly when she said, "Your type is brunettes you can take in a fight." And it's so so sad that's true.

Al Pacino in The Godfather: My first crush at six. My parents literally only let me see the wedding scene at the beginning of the film and made me sit on the steps to our living room for the rest of the film so they could actually watch the film. I ate popcorn, listened to the sounds of gunshots, and wondered why everyone though Michael Corleone was such a bad guy. Still my ride or die.

Christopher Plummer in The Sound of Music: Following in my fine tradition of apparently liking Daddies™ since a young age despite having zero daddy issues- I mean, come on. I'm so happy the internet is bringing back the appreciation for a sarcastic daddy who rips nazi flags in half.

Aneurin Barnard in The White Queen: This literally started off my low key thirst for Richard III and you all can judge me as much as you want: Richard was a soft boi who lived in the North of England and was basically John Snow (and probably killed his nephews but also maybe not whoops).

Ben Feldman in Superstore/ Mad Men: I saw Ben Feldman in Mad Men first where he literally cut off his ear, but besides that, he basically looks like a young Al Pacino, so I feel my type actually might be petite Jewish/Italian men with jet black hair. Whoops. Despite the ear thing, I thought he was super cute. Then he popped up in Superstore, and despite my lesbian friend saying how basic he is, I think he's doubly as cute. Ben Feldman supremacy.

Those are basically the top four, but I also tend to like any Jeffrey Dean Morgan character because Jeffrey Dean Morgan is so damn charming, Danny Ramirez as Joaquin Torres because in real life I love him but he has such questionable facial hair choices and is low key the smartest dumbass on the internet, and Gong Yoo because literally he has a face of shit-eating grin supremacy/ charm and when I saw him in Squid Game I almost flipped my literal shit. Also the dude who plays Lenny Bruce in The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel.

So yes, dear anon. My friend is right. As a six foot tall/ 1.83m woman these are indeed a harem of brunettes I could take in a fight (besides JDM; but I feel like he'd just roll over with a shit eating grin and I'd die so we'd be good).

#this was so weirdly cathartic lol #personal #anonymous #meme #also this was one thing but I answered with basically 4+ people so it counts?

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negans-attagirl · 3 years

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Snowflakes

Summary: Jeffrey knows you’re not feeling well, so he has a little surprise for you during a snowy winter day.

Parings: JDM x Reader ( @littlebadgirly)

Warnings: FLUFFING FLUFFITY FLUFF!

A/N: This was a Request from my sweet girl @littlebadgirly because she isn’t feeling well and needs some JDM-Comfort <3 I hope, I am able to make you feel a little better with this story, hun!

Hidden underneath the soft plush of the cozy blanket, you watched the little snowflakes outside the window, humming quietly by the relaxing sound of fire crackling in the fireplace in front of you. You didn’t quite actually know what was wrong, but you just felt emotionally exhausted and weren’t really able to do anything besides getting up, scuffling to the couch and sealing off from the outer world.

You felt a soft body against yours, hugging you tightly and a small smile faded across your lips as Jeff traced soft kisses along your neckline, humming quietly in appreciation.

“Babygirl…I have a surprise for you”

His scruffy beard leaving goosebumps all over your sensitive skin, while his lips followed an imaginary trail from your neck to your collarbone, gently nipping on your skin while his fingertips slowly removed the blanket off your body.

You could feel Jeff’s hands cupping your face softly, his hazel eyes glowing with pure joy and anticipation of what he has planned for you, his sweet princess Bayan.

He gently took your small hands into his, helping you get up and get dressed for outside in your warm cosy winter jacket.

You could feel a soft fabric on your eyes, but as soon as you wanted to protest being blindfolded by him, he shushed you with his index finger on your soft lips.

“Daddy’s gonna take care of you, Sweetheart”

With one strong move, he lifted you up into his strong arms and carried you outside. You could hear the faintly noises of snow underneath his shoes, nestling your face against his neck to breathe in his scent. Distant noises of animals echoed through the woods and you were baffled as soon as you saw a horse carriage, equipped with loads of fluffy blankets and soft cushions, eliciting a joyous squeak from your lips. Jeffrey gently placed you into the carriage and tucked you in tightly with the soft blankets, making sure you were comfortable.

With one swift movement, he sat next to you, hugged you tightly and gestured the chauffeur to carry the both of you into the snowy beautiful landscape behind his farm.

“Fuck. It’s so freakin’ cold, I think my dick might actually fucking shrink”

He giggled into your ear, eliciting a chuckle from your lips as well and gently stroked through your snowflake covered hair.

“Bayan, Babygirl…I fucking love you. Don’t you forget that! I always take care of you. Daddy’s always gonna be here for you. No matter what!”

Jeff cupped your face into his strong hands, pressing gentle kisses on your trembling lips.

“Thank you, Daddy. I love you, too. This is so romantic.”

You whisper in his ear, now your turn leaving gentle kisses on his jawline while you nestle yourself closer to his warm body.

Dwelling in that beautiful moment you shared with Jeff, you didn’t register his slight tension while grabbing something small out of his pocket.

He gently stroked a strand of your snowflake covered hair behind your ear, placing his shivering fingers on your cheek to move your face to look at him. Biting his lower lip in anticipation, he tucked your tiny hand into his, interlacing your both fingers together as his hazel eyes sparkled at you.

“Bayan, Babygirl…Will you give me the honour of being the luckiest man a-fucking-live and marry me?”

You could see him exhale as soon as the question left his lips, almost starring at you now with puppy eyes, wating for your answer while he still cups your face, gently stroking your soft skin.

You were overwhelmed, not being able to form words yet as some tears began to dwell in the corner of your eyes. Nodding full of joy, you cradled his lap. Your eyes glimpsing from the velvet covered ring box back to his sparkling eyes.

Your passionate kiss being the answer to his question.

#request #jeffrey dean morgan #jdm #jdmorgan #jeffrey daddy morgan #emotional support #fluff #fluffy #sweet #romantic #horse carriage #carriage #wedding #proposal #cute #adorable

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