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idiot-h00ker · 1 month

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I NEED A FIC where Nathan and Mary really do love Neil but because of the troubles of their life they send him away to like his uncle or someone in Europe (I love a Brit Neil) and he tries to live a normal life and have fun like a kid but also the Hartford’s and wesninski decide to teach him to fight so ultimately he’s amazing with knives AND guns and speaks the same amount of languages, bc he’s good at it but when he’s thirteen kengo discovers he’s still alive and takes him, then Nathan and Mary need to get him back but PLOT TWIST Neil’s has been psychologically conditioned to think they wanted to sell him from the start and only the Moriyamas can help him.

On the Andrew side, his dad finds him after Andrew comes forward abt his abuse to his social worker and ends up being raised by him, his father is also a mob boss and Andrew’s pretty good with a knife and hates guns (he’s not as good as Neil and thinks that’s super hot) Nathan is like an uncle to Andrew, and finds Neil beautiful when he sees him the first time at a party in Germany, and Nathan instantly disapproves thinking that Andrew would drag Neil into the crime world

I also need Andrew to be totally smitten, Neil to be completely oblivious to his own attraction and attractiveness, I also require the twins and Nicky to be close in their own way, and some GOOD and angst

If anyone wants to use this I’m begging to be tagged

#andriel #aftg #neil josten #nathaniel wesninski #nathan wesninski #mary hatford #nicky hemmick #aaron minyard #andrew minyard #stuart hatford #dan wilds #matt boyd #allison reynolds #renee walker #natalie shields

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capcavan · 5 months

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#all for the game #aftg #renee walker #natalie shields

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jupitersrising · 2 months

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I think the final thing that convinced Renee of Christianity wasn't God, it wasn't church service, it wasn't her mom. No—it was the angels. Angels whose first words are be not afraid, angels who are terrible and bloody and at the will of God. Angels who are good, good, good and forever holy because they are deemed so.

If they are good, despite being horrifying to look at and incomprehensible to perceive, why can't she? For all she's done, her first words to others should very well be: be not afraid. It might have saved her some suffering over the years. It might mean she can still be a good person. "I am a bad person trying very hard to be a good person." She knows she is a bad person, she is trying not to be. She is saying be not afraid in her own way. And maybe it's still a warning; maybe she's still asking for people to be afraid of her because she is not a good person. But she's trying, and by God if that doesn't mean something then she doesn't know what does.

#i'm not religious #but the complexity of renee and religious has my head spinning in all directions #can you tell I'm re-reading hell followed with us #renee walker #natalie shields #aftg #tw religious themes #all for the game #all for the gay

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tara-the-star · 1 month

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i was rewatching squid games and. kang sae byeok? natalie shields renee walker??

#she lives in my head rent free #renee walker #natalie shields #aftg #nora sakavic #all for the game #the foxhole court #tara talks aftg trash

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zhoniysahar · 2 months

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She faced an impossible task — to survive. To survive at any cost and against all odds. Not to follow in the footsteps of her mother and father, to break off all contacts with the gang, the foundations of which had penetrated her skin, and it would be good not to leave after them all. To continue living, she had to go to school, albeit late, but she needed to finish and get a basic education. A new city, a new school, a new life, all with the same name. The principal accepted some kind of made-up story on her knee about why she had to return to school at that age, and enrolled her as a student. Of course, it was impossible to fulfill her little goal without problems. Classmates and guys from the parallel tried to waylay, come up with something, put it in place, just have fun with an unsociable girl, but a few explanations in understandable language on their fists turned out to be enough to get behind her. She earned her place in the gang not with pretty eyes, but with deeds.

It wasn't so easy to master the curriculum, but it wasn't too difficult either. The exact sciences were especially given.

And physical education. The teacher advised to contact the coaches from the sports clubs at school so that good physical fitness and a short temper would be directed towards a peaceful course. She agreed and really followed the advice. There were three clubs in the school — football, volleyball and exy — and she just had to choose the one to which her heart lay, or its likeness. Several days have passed and a dozen matches of various teams in these sports have been watched, and only one game has hooked her. The players impressed with their speed and intensity, the brightness of the game on the field, as if they were fighting for life and death, and an unconditional victory snatched from rivals without unnecessary effort.

Unbelievable.

This kind of game suits her.

Training day after day, interscholastic games that felt like survival games, victories torn from the throats of rivals, and heartbreaking defeats - all this was not in vain.

The last game of the school year, the last game at school, because it was already her senior year, a loss after which disappointment spread through her veins, the desire to run away with a wild howl from her throat, which hurt after shouting at teammates, an empty shower room where there was too much room just for her, the only one of the girls on the team, and a stranger in the women's locker room, who immediately stared at the girl who entered with a lifeless gaze.

— Is it worth killing yourself because of this?

A low, husky voice, dark eyes, a tattoo in the form of the Roman numeral "5" on the left cheekbone and blond hair.

She watched his whole team and him in particular because they were both goalkeepers, but now this... Humiliating. Where is he and where is she.

— Maybe shouldn't have done that. But it's too late to think about it.

Late. For her. As always.

— But if it wasn't, I wouldn't be here.

What does he mean by that? And what is he really doing here?

— What do you need?

— I need you. A player like you suits us.

— Are you laughing? After losing?

— Does it look like I'm laughing?

— Can you do that?

— Draw conclusions. Your coach has a contract. For you, training starts in a week, hurry up if you don't want to be late, Natalie Shields.

He got up from the bench and left, leaving behind a bittersweet feeling of anticipation that replaced the sour taste of losing.

Three days later, she enters Edgar Allan University, and a week later she starts training. Two months later, in her first game, in a black uniform, she enters the field to the left of Andrew Minyard, who chose her, with the Roman numeral "6" on her left cheekbone.

#all for the game #aftg #andrew minyard #natalie shields #renee walker #what if

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xxxbabyinatrenchcoatxxx · 11 months

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You know who's super great at giving birthday gifts???

Natalie and Nathaniel.

@my Drag Race AU

Ao3: xbabyinatrenchcoatx

#aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #neil josten #aftg neil #aaron minyard #nathaniel wesninski #natalie shields #aftg renee #renee walker #dragraceau #tw murder as a gift :)

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thornilee013 · 3 months

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also i’d like to see more of the rbb dealers choice??

Riko’s only response for a while was for his scowl to somehow deepen. “What makes you special?” He asked, and in that moment Natalie was able to glimpse the inner child in Riko, the version of himself that couldn’t help but yearn for affection and approval from those in charge of caring for him.

But Natalie knew that wasn’t the full story, either. Riko was in the unique position of being the only one of the Perfect Court members to be related to Tetsuji by blood, and as a result he knew that there were certain standards that he needed to uphold. And he wanted, more than anything, to be Tetsuji’s heir in both Exy as well as Moriyama name.

MASTERPOST

#lee's writing shenanigans #aftg #all for the game #wip wednesday #snazzy jas z is a fan of #<333 #natalie shields #aftg renee #raven renee AU #riko moriyama #ww013 27.12.2023

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harveywritings92 · 1 year

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{BAND-AIDS AU: Soap, Ghost and Rocky(my oc) got caught by the enemy and are trying to figure out how to escape.]

Ghost: We need a plan... how long can you breath underwater?

Soap: I don't know.

Ghost: Are you familiar with the term 'slam and cram'?

Soap: No, and I don't think I wanna be.

Rocky: How attached are you to your pinky?

Soap, tucking his hands into his pockets: Very, very attached, and before ye ask another terrifyingly vague question, let me be clear: any plan that involves even one of those scenarios isn't going to work for me.

#S: agents of shield #call of duty modern warfare incorrect quotes #call of duty 2022 #simon ghost riley x oc #simon riley x oc #cod mw ghost #cod mw oc: Natalie 'Rocky' Rockwell #john soap mactavish #cod mw soap #platonic! Soap MacTavish #medic! oc #simon riley

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acriminalmind · 2 years

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The More the Merrier [oneshot]

G!P Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Summary: The interrogation with your arch-enemy, Natasha Romanoff, turns into something completely different.

Warnings: The reader is G!P, non specific pronouns for reader, villain reader, kidnapping, kinda stalking, mention of death, TopDom Reader, Bottom Natasha, enemies, foursome, oral, anal, vaginal, pet names, praise, the reader has powers (mind reading, self-replication, voice hypnosis), multiple orgasms, manipulation.

Based on this request: How about Natasha x gp reader who has the power to make clones and they all fuck Natasha.

Enjoy!

This was the moment you had waited for so long. It had taken you years but had finally managed to accomplice it. You had captured the famous black widow. Your arch-enemy. The redhead laid unconscious in the secured cell in front of you. You had managed to intercept secret information about her current mission, which had led you to the location she was heading to alone. Silently you had waited in a dark corner of the building for her arrival. Only fifteen minutes had passed when she quietly walked inside the building, fully armed and with her guard up high, not high enough to spot you watching her apparently. You watched her complete her mission but before she could leave the building and head back to the jet you shot a tranquilizer dart in her neck. Within a few seconds and before she could alarm her team she fell unconscious on the floor.

This moment has been something you had dreamt of since you discovered her true identity. Many times she had slipped through your fingers, but not this time. The Russian infiltrated your organization many years ago and caused its downfall of it. While all members were either killed off or being imprisoned for the rest of your life, you managed to escape. A week after that you found out that the woman who pretended to be your brother's girlfriend was an undercover SHIELD agent who turned out to be the black widow. Feeling betrayed and angry you swore to avenge your brother, who was one of the people that was killed. Years went by and you watched her every move. Many chances to capture her had occurred, but each of those times there was someone of the team with her. You wanted her alone, without ringing any alarm bells too soon. Of course, you expected her team to search for her if they found out she vanished, but you would be long gone with the redhead as your prisoner when that time came. Your hiding place wasn't one that they could easily find. It was in a self-created pocket dimension. Natasha would be your prisoner for as long as you wanted and there was no way for her to leave without your permission. Before you would consider letting her go you wanted information. Damaging information about SHIELD that you knew she was one of the few that knew them. Like they destroyed your organization, you would destroy them.

It would probably take a few more hours before Natasha would wake up from her not-so-peaceful slumber and when that happened there was no way for her to escape so you decided to head towards your bedroom and get well-deserved some rest.

After your quick power nap, you watched the Russian pacing through her cell on the live camera footage on your Ipad for a few minutes while sipping on your tea. Looking back at the old footage she had indeed tried to escape but failed hard. While she was pacing she was taking in her surroundings as you expected. She was looking for weaknesses, something she could use in her advances. Disappointingly for her, there wasn't any, you made sure of it. When you finished your tea you decided that it was time to give your guest an official welcome.

"Hello, beautiful." Natasha's head shot towards the direction your voice came from. You walked out of the shadow so she could see you. "Y/n?" Well, she still remembered you. How nice. "Natalie Rushman, or should I say agent Romanoff from SHIELD aka the black widow. It's been too long. Well for you maybe. I've been watching you from the day you got my brother killed." You stepped closer to the cell. "He was a bad person. Killing him wasn't supposed to happen but he didn't want to cooperate and tried to kill my friend Clint. It was defense." You stared at her in silence. "Why am I here?" You let out a dark laugh. "Why are you here? You're here to pay for what you and your organization took from me. You will give me all the information I want and maybe I'll let you leave, go back to your friends for as long as they're alive." "And what makes you think I will talk, huh?" You laughed again, making her confused. "Who said anything about talking?" This confused her even more. "What?" Typing in the code of the cell door you opened it and closed it again after walking into the cell. "Do you remember our 'moment' together?" Slowly like a predator stalks its pray you walk towards Natasha. "I do. I've been replaying that moment for years now in my head." Natasha wanted to back away but a pair of hands stopped her. Behind her stood another version of you. One of your hands cupped her cheek. "I want to do that again. Let me make you feel good again like that night, Natalie." Before she could answer you places your lips on hers and kissed her softly. At first, she didn't react but after a few seconds, she kissed back. The other version of you started to kiss her neck, leaving small hickeys behind. Both of the you's started to undress the gorgeous woman in between you until she was fully nude. "Let me, let us make love to you, princess. Let us make you feel good." Mesmerized by your voice she nodded her head. "Good girl" Four hands were roaming over her body, worshipping every inch of it, while two pairs of lips were covering her in kisses. It felt so good. It almost made the voice in her head screaming at her to fight disappear. "I-I can't. T-this can't happen. It's not good." "But it can, baby. Just concentrate on how we make you feel. Doesn't it feel good?" "Y-yes." "It does, doesn't it, my sweet girl? You've been so busy with saving the world, just relax for a bit. You deserve it, don't you?" Her head fell back and her eyes closed as two of your fingers slid through her folds, "Y-yes." Slowly you sank your fingers knuckle deep inside of her and started to move. "God, baby. You're so wet already. Such a good girl for us." The other you sunk two of their fingers next to yours in between her folds. She moaned a little at how full she was. "If you are already full now, how will you take our cocks later?" With a few more pumps you felt her walls tighten. "Do you need to cum, sweets?" "P-please." "Tell us, baby. What do you want?" "I want to cum, please." "Then cum for us, baby. Cover our fingers in your juice." And so she did. With a loud moan, she came, almost falling onto the ground due to her shaking legs if it wasn't for the both of you keeping her up. "That's our good girl. Are you ready for more?"

Natasha sat on her knees on the cold floor with both versions of you standing naked in front of her. One cock was being stroked by her soft hand while the other was far inside her mouth. "If you make us cum within the minute we will fuck you till you can't walk anymore." Her hand moved faster while her head bopped up and down at a quicker pace. "Get ready for our seed, baby." One of you came first, covering her face in white while the other fast followed and filled up her mouth. "Swallow, sweet girl. Swallow it all." When she was done you kneeled in front of her, "you did so good, baby. You will get your reward now." The other you layed on their back on the floor. "Go sit on their cock, princess." Inch by inch she sunk down on your massive cock, letting out a high-pitched moan. Carefully you pushed her forward until both her hands were placed on each side of the other you's head. The tip of your cock nudges against her behind. "Let me in, baby." In one swift motion, you entered her and filled her to the brim with your cock. Both her holes are now full. "P-please move. I need you both to move." Desperations laced her voice and you loved it. You and your clone moved in sync in and out of her, not letting her be empty for a second. Your hands had a firm grip on her hips, digging your nails into her skin. "M-more, I need more." You smiled. The suggestions you placed in her mind gave her good ideas. "You need more, baby. Alright, we'll give you more. Open your mouth baby." A third clone of you stood in front of her with a hardened and leaking cock, watching with darkened eyes down at Natasha. She opened her mouth and let the third cock fill her third hole. Your eyes glowed blue and so did Natasha's. Her body started moving against yours, taking in more of your cock. Her tongue licked around your shaft while her breasts were bouncing in front of your face. Everything your clones felt and saw you felt and saw too. It was wonderful. While Natasha's mind had become fully fussy and had let down all its mental walls you started to dig into it, searching for what you wanted while still fucking the woman dumb. "Good girl. Open yourself up for me. Let me see what you know. I want it all."

After you collected all that you needed from her mind you roughened up your thrusting pace. Skin slapping on skin sounds and your moans filled the roam. All your bodies were covered in sweat. Her walls were clenching around your cocks for the 7th time, asking for another orgasm. You and your clones weren't far away from your own either. "You feel so good, baby. I can feel you clenching around us. Just a few more seconds and you can cum." You closed your eyes and threw your head back, focusing on your release. "You can cum on three, princess. One...Two...THREEAHHHH!" All three of you filled Natasha up in all her holes while her juices started to leak down her tights. You and the you beneath her helped her ride out her orgasm while the you with their cock in its mouth slipped out of her. Without having to say anything she swallowed all the cum. Slowly you slid out of her and helped her up. "You did so good, Natasha. Giving me all I want." Her eyes were falling shut at how tired she was from you and your two clones fucking her for hours. "You can rest now, baby. Close your eyes. When you wake up you'll be back home. Now sleep, princess. Sleep." Her eyes closed and she fell asleep in your arms.

After you cleaned and dressed her up you took her back to the place she had a mission. You placed her into the jet and entered the coordinates of the Avengers building into the system. A quick kiss was placed on her head before you left the jet and let it fly into the air and speed away. "Goodbye, Natalie." As fast as you could you returned to your hiding place to start your revenge. The end of SHIELD was starting and it was gonna be so much fun...for you.

Onto the Next!

Masterlist One, Two

#natasha romanoff x male reader #natasha romanoff #black widow #villain reader #the avengers #shield #marvel #natasha romanoff x reader #natalie rushman

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