Lily Sunders Gives Me Hope. Or, How Supernatural Has Upped Its Gender Game Beyond Vigilante Villainesses & Single Man Tears.
@elizabethrobertajones, I think I get a medal for the longest titles to my meta. I imagine something where the name of the medal doesn’t fit on it.
I have to admit, initially, I was at a loss for this week’s challenge of The Great Meta Scavenger Hunt, which asked to draw parallels between “Folsom Prison Blues” and “Love Hurts.” But then, 12x10. The gift that keeps on giving. Now, I could talk about Cas’s female vessel, but then this meta would rival War and Peace in word count. Because I have a lot of feelings about that.
No, I have to say, outside of all the Destiel things in that episode, which I enjoyed (ha - enjoyed. Try “was so deeply in the thrall of I literally couldn’t sleep Thursday night,”) I am just a little bit in love with Lily Sunders.
Not just because I have a thing for redheads with eyepatches (I do), but because she is such a refreshing female MoTW. In that - let’s be honest - she’s not much of a monster at all. Continuing season 12′s impressive track record of being able to cultivate compelling villains (I will soon write about how the BMoL are the most interesting thing to happen to Supernatural in years), she is not wholly innocent nor wholly evil.
I say that this is refreshing because - in the past - the evil female has all too often been one note. Sure, we have recurring characters like Meg and Ruby and Abaddon and Rowena who defy that - but there has never been quite so much character development in a single episode for a villainess … potentially ever?
Rewatching “Folsom Prison Blues” and “Love Hurts” solidified those feelings. Because Nurse Glockner and Sonja are the sort of MoTW that I hate. One-dimensional women with their own agendas who need to be stopped. Ones with a penchant for punishing men. Ones who can be mocked for their motives being “practically feminist” and offed by the Winchesters without any protest.
(I’m not even going to touch any of the Amara stuff in “Love Hurts,” because blegh - I really didn’t like the Dean “pining” for Amara stuff).
What excites me about Supernatural as we wade through the middle of its twelfth season is how much it has grown up as a show. How it has continuously matured, alongside the Winchesters.
OKAY, so back to the episodes at hand. I’m hinting at the fact that women both occupy pretty boring positions within these episodes. We have cold-hearted bitches like Nurse Glockner and Sonja. We have victims like Melissa and Staci. We have ill-advised cameos from characters like Amara. But we also have a nearly nine year gap in the life of Dean Winchester.
Because the guy that does this in “Folsom Prison Blues”…
is literally pulling into the Too Tired Motel in “Love Hurts.”
A/N: ayo! I’m such a hoe. Fun fact about me, jungkook is like a dirty little secret to me. I will tell everyone that he’s not my type but dear god, whatta man. 😍 fun fact #2, I’m still a big hoe. If you want something, go ahead and request it!
P.s.- thank you guys so much for loving my Jimin smut xD also, thank you to @flakandforay for putting it on the weekly recommendation post! ^-^ *blushes profusely*
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"Happy birthday day dear Y/N,“ Hoseok’s arm wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you closer to the cake, "Happy birthday to you! Wooo!” The cake was pink, with white frosted lettering- hopefully chocolate inside. You peaked a glance at Jin and gave him a mental ‘thank you’ because you knew he was the one who made the cake. He winked back at you.
"Y/N! Make a wish! You have to make a wish!“ Taehyung yelled from across the table. His boxy smile was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile back at the boy. Closing your eyes you thought about all the things you could wish for. Money, love, success, etc. Hmm. The possibilities are endless, really. You opened your eyes back up and had made eye contact with the boy seated across from you.
Can I please request a
Got7 reaction to you teasing them while on your period, thank you in advance.
It’s totally ok to skip this if you feel uncomfortable writing about this 😊
Honestly me a few days ago
“Is it fair Y/n? I’m asking if that’s fair? Now, you are on your period,
huh? But that pretty little mouth can still do wonders? On your knees baby.”
“You are the real form of evil. How could you do this to me, huh? I
became an innocent victim of your evilness.”
“Whatever you do, it doesn’t work. You can continue, but nothing gets me
worked uo like you on my bed.”
“If you excuse me, I’ll go to the bathroom real quick. Someone, you,
made a big mess and now I’ll have to take care of it.”
“Y/n, is this acceptable? Is Mother Earth acceptable? Why? Why now?
Couldn’t you be on your period like…tomorrow? Why today? Why did you do that if
you knew you can’t help me out, tease?”
“Fix this. I don’t know what are you going to do or how you’re going to
do it, but take care of this mess pretty thank you, please. Y/n, where are you
going? Take care of this. Like now.”
“You are one bad little kitty, are you? Just you wait until this week is
over. You’ll have to take your work home. You won’t be able to stay on your
feet. I can’t wait to return the favour you just did for me.”
Brendon urie as beautiful sex demon
who visits the girl during the night to give her the best she’s ever had.
sneaking into your room and you feel a cold presence in the air and so you sit
upright and that’s when you first realize what’s standing at the end of your
bed. He’s staring at you with dark eyes, no clothes, dangerous lips, and he
smirks when you inhale a sharp breath, crawling closer until he’s on top of
you, slowly bringing a hand up to cup your face. “Shhh,” he instructs quietly,
realizing how paralyzed you are, how terrified you must be. “I’m here to help
are you?” you barely stutter out and he gives a dark chuckle.
not important,” he shakes his head, pushing back the sheets of the bed and
sliding them down your body, kicking them off the bed and sighing. “How
are you here?” you dare to ask, unable to stop shaking underneath his touch.
he whispers softly. “I’m here to give you one hell of a night.” He presses his
lips to yours and it’s a strangely delightful sensation, the kiss heating up
fast as his tongue slips into your mouth, hands sliding down from your cupping
your head to squeezing your breasts, allowing you to give a soft moan.
you murmur, the way he kisses you with such passion leaving an almost burning
feeling in your mouth. His touch is so hot and intoxicating it feels like
you’re incinerating underneath him.
haven’t seen anything yet,” he reminds, slipping off your bra straps and
pushing the lace down to reveal your chest, unclasping it and tossing it off
the bed, moving his lips even lower. He takes his hands and slides down your
underwear as well, and you kick them off the edge of the bed and pull him
closer to you, watching as he smirks. “You want more of me, huh?”
not my fault you’re so addicting,” you confess.
I know I am,” he grins, kissing you again with such recklessness and ferocity
you feel like you’re falling apart at the seams. He trails his lips lower and
sucks on each breast, then placing kisses down your stomach until he reaches
your core, deciding to tease you and kiss all around your legs, then towards
your inner thighs, so close but not close enough.
you beg. “Don’t tease me. I need this.”
you insist,” he sighs with a small chuckle before his mouth makes contact with
your clit and you let out a moan, his tongue sliding past your folds and
licking stripes up and down your center. “I love the pretty little sounds
you’re making for me, baby. So beautiful.”
you gasp as he inserts two fingers and starts to pump them in and out.
a tight cunt for me, huh sweetheart? Fuck you’re gorgeous,” he whispers,
quickening his pace. “Are you going to cum for me, babygirl?”
close…” you pant out, and that’s when he pulls his fingers out and you whimper,
a smile spreading across his face. “Please.”
have another idea instead,” he shakes his head, crawling back on top of you and
kissing you again, pressing his body against you, and he slides into you, making
you gasp loudly and he grins. “You love my cock, don’t you baby? I know you
shit,” you’re a moaning mess as he pushes in and out of you, fingernails
sinking into his back, his lips fixed on yours, your body shaking as he goes
you like it rough?” he wonders. “Because that’s all I know how to do,
love it,” you reassure and he closes his eyes, tilting his head up and sinking
deeper into you, letting out a soft sigh.
feel so fucking good,” he mumbles, thrusting harder. “Ready to cum?”
been ready,” you mutter in his ear and he smiles.
a good girl, waiting for my permission,” he responds. “You can, baby.”
you moan as your body orgasms, walls tightening around his dick, and he’s
fighting to catch his breath as he cums too, the two of you drowning in the
euphoria. “Damn that felt so good.”
sweetheart,” he laughs darkly, placing a soft kiss to your lips. “We aren’t
even done yet.”
Summary: Negan pays a visit to his favorite wife late at night.
Pairing(s): Negan x reader
Word Count: 1190
Warnings: Smut, slight fluff, Negan’s potty mouth, unprotected sex
Author’s Notes: This is my first one-shot so please go easy on me. Send any requests for future imagines and one shots. I write for most fandoms so just message me if you have any questions on what fandoms I write for.
I heard him before I saw him. The tell-tale sound of a zipper echoed in the quiet room, the thud of leather hitting the floor seemed louder in the quiet of the night. It must have been the early hours of the morning, as the sun had long since been forgotten and I turned in for sleep hours ago.
My eyes were open yet I lay stock still, lying in wait for him to make the first move. “Y/N” he whispered, his voice slowly moving towards me. “Negan it’s late”, his soft chuckle filled my ears like music, I loved when he was in this mood – playful and carefree. “I missed my favorite wife”, the sound of his pants hitting the floor signified that he was slowly stripping off his clothes.
ok but can you imagine how embarassed and afraid was alison to tell paige she loves emily. coming out is the hardest thing and she did it, she was brave enough to admit her feelings for emily in front of the person she had a relationship with. in front of the person who could just easily say shes not worth all of this, could just laugh or be mad with her. but alison knew thats it’s time for her to say the truth, and i respect her so much for doing that.
Nothing Like A Little Jealousy (Luke Hemmings Smut)
The Lovely @imagining5sosinmeoops :) Helped me with this but editing it for me and just making sure that it made sense and the plot flowed well .If you enjoyed this story please follow me and feel free to request and ill try my best to write it for you :)
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Word count : 2402
You had known that coming to the club was a bad idea especially after you watched Luke on stage giving it his all. You had always loved how passionate he was when on stage, but recently he’d been wavering his voice during vapour and this did not help your recent sexual frustration. But alas, Luke was simply your best friend and he would never want you in the way you wanted him. So here you are watching him dance with some girl in the club. The girl was gorgeous and you imagined that you were in her place. You hoped that, if that was you grinding your arse against his perfect body, you could turn him on more than any girl he’s been with. That of course would lead to amazing, mind-blowing sex that so many other girls have bragged about. The bubbling ping of jealousy could be felt deep in your heart as you watched him with her. You scoffed and turned your head to face the other way. You noticed a rather cute guy watching you from across the bar. You smiled at him, biting your lip in a flirty way hoping he’d get the hint and come over. If Luke got jealous, it would be an added bonus.
“Hi, the name is Hudson. I couldn’t help but admire your beauty from my seat across the bar. How would you feel about a dance?” He asked sticking his hand out. You smiled, accepted, and let him lead you over to the big crowd in the middle of the large room. As you stepped onto the dance floor, Low by Flo Rida came on and you smiled to yourself .This song plus your dance moves proved very effective on Ashton the first time you met, and you looked forward to doing it again with Hudson. You began dancing with him, the six previous shots of vodka (courtesy of Calum) making you really let go. You started to get into the dancing as he ground his crotch against your arse. You looked up quickly and made eye contact with Luke and the look in his eyes screamed jealousy. You smirked at him, turning yourself around and wrapping your arms around Hudson’s neck, pulling yourself closer to him. His hands snaked down to your hips as you moved to the beat. You felt him slowly leave kisses down your neck and you began to feel the effects of the alcohol mixed with the blush from Hudson’s lips. The mission that started out as a ploy to make Luke jealous was now a lot more fun than you thought. Hudson was sexy and, more importantly, thought that you were sexy. You almost forgot about Luke in the corner, but then somebody grabbed your arm and drug you away. You heard Hudson shout something, but you couldn’t make out what he said due to the alcohol in your veins and growing distance between you.
After a few twist and turns, you felt yourself being pressed against a brick wall behind the club. You were met with Luke’s bright blue eyes and his breath fanned your face.
“Duuude what the heelll?! I was having fun you arsehole!” you drunkenly slurred looking up at him with a pout.
“Are you kidding? He was just a dick who wanted to fuck you and then take his story to the nearest newsstand! Think about it Y/N! You’re with me in the tabloids all the time. He just wanted his 15 minutes of fame.” Luke responded pushing his head against yours as his grip on your arms tightened. You were about to object to his notion before he pulled away frustrated.
“But Luke, he was going to help get rid of my sexual frustration! I am a woman and I have needs! My vibrator just isn’t doing it for me anymore.” you groaned as you looked up at Luke. You saw his eyes darken and heard him take in a deep, low breath.
“Oh baby he isn’t man enough to pleasure a girl like you. The only man fit to fuck you is me.” Luke stated pressing his lips against yours abruptly. At first, you didn’t respond, but with Luke’s soft lips moving against yours, it was only a matter of time before you melted into him. His tongue entered your mouth and the warmth elicited a moan from your throat. You moved against his lips feverishly and your hands were everywhere. Luke pulled on your bottom lip before leaving your mouth and pressing his lips against your neck. He smirked pulling away as your breath hitched in your throat. You were soon met with his eyes again, a new found ache in the pit of your stomach.
“As much as I’d like to fuck you against this wall, I don’t think management would appreciate the headlines that would follow.” He smirked at you, pulling you out of the alleyway. Once you hit the streets, he hailed for a taxi to take the two of you back to the hotel the boys were staying at for the night. Once in the car, you felt Luke’s lips connect with your neck again. You moaned, moving your head to one side, giving Luke better access to the skin. Before you knew it, you were back at the hotel and being dragged to the lifts. After Luke had pressed the button for the top floor, the door closed. The second you were alone, he pushed you against yet another wall, kissing up your neck and across your jaw, quickly finding your lips again. You wrapped your legs around his waist and slowly began to move your hips lightly against his hard on. He let out a breathy moan as the doors opened and he dragged you out of the lift. Your drunken state made it increasingly hard to walk so Luke threw you over his shoulder in an attempt to get you to the room in one piece. You were surprised at how quickly he unlocked the door with being drunk himself and having you thrown over his shoulder, but you weren’t going to question him on it. Once inside, he threw you on the bed and his body was soon hovering over you.
“God, the things you do to me. These past few months with you on tour have been torture. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to fuck you, princess.” Luke whispered as his hands found their way under your dress. He cupped your breasts over your bra and began massaging them making you moan at the feeling. With all the willpower you could muster, you pushed him away smiling at him reassuringly as a look of concern washed over his face. Reaching your hands up to your shoulders, you removed your dress slowly and threw it across the room. Luke let out a groan as he took in the sight of your half-naked body. He connected your lips in a feverish manner moving one of his hands down to your thighs. He slowly ran his hand up and down, getting closer to the place you really wanted him. You gasped loudly as he moved your left bra cup to the side and begun sucking on your exposed nipple, swirling his tongue in a tortuously slow manner. He surprised you again by bringing the hand that was resting on your thigh to your clit over your soaked panties. He smirked as he spoke, his voice lowering with lust. “I’ve barely touched you and you’re already dripping for me princess, but you are wearing far too much for my liking.” You whimpered in response as he removed your panties and unclipped your bra. He threw both items across the room, them landing somewhere unknown to you both. You smiled against his skin, tugging at the hem of his shirt signalling for him to remove it. He gripped the bottom of his shirt and ripped it over his head, dropping it on the floor followed by his jeans shortly after.
You pulled him back to your lips by the cross necklace he always wore. His fingers found their way to your clit again, rubbing small circles against it. You squealed at the feeling of his long, slender fingers making their way down to the lips of your pussy.
“Luke, please.” You begged, expelling a chuckle to fall from Luke’s perfect pink lips.
“What do you want baby? You want my fingers inside that pretty little cunt?” He sighed, lips connecting to the base of your ear. Your hips reacted to his words by rolling up into his stilled hand. Luke answered by sliding his fingers into you slowly and curling them upwards. Your hips continued to buck up into his hand, causing his wrist to rub against your sensitive clit. You threw your arm across your face to stifle the loud moans that were threatening to spill from your parted lips. “You like that pretty girl? You like when I finger fuck you?” Luke teased, pumping his hand even faster. You nodded frantically, not being able to stand the pleasure. Your hand wrapped around his arm tightly as his speed slowed, eventually pulling his fingers out of you. He examined them with a face of pure satisfaction. “So wet for me, Y/N. Has anyone else ever made you this wet?” He asked, searching your eyes for an answer.
“Yes, Luke. Fuck.” You groaned, throwing your head back, the absence of his fingers causing the ache in your abdomen to grow. Luke crawled back up your body, his face hovering over yours. You only got a glimpse of his eyes before he collided your lips together again. His erection was pressed against your thigh, basically begging for your attention. Your hand moved down to the tent in is boxers and you began to palm him slowly.
“You need to stop that baby girl because I won’t be able to control myself if you don’t.” He growled against your lips.
“You promised me you’d fuck me the way I should be fucked and if you’re not up to it, I’ll go find someone who is.” you said teasingly, sitting up slightly. You smiled as you heard him growl.
“The fuck you will! I’m going to fuck you so good that no guy after me will ever be able to satisfy you.” he said pulling away from your lips to grab a condom from his jean pocket. He ripped open the shiny plastic with his teeth and discarded it on the floor. He pinched the tip of the condom as he rolled it down his fully erect cock before lining himself up with your entrance.
“Ready princess?” He whispered. You eagerly nodded knowing you’d never been more ready for anything in your life. You sighed at the delicious feeling of his cock filling you up in all the right places. He waited for a few seconds, letting you adjust to his size. You had never had a guy as big as him before and you now knew what you were missing out on. Luke made eye contact with you, non-verbally asking permission to move. You nodded frantically as the anticipation was killing you. He started thrusting at a steady rhythm creating a nice friction between his cock and the wall of your pussy.
“Faster Luke. Fuck me like you promised, baby.” you whispered against the skin of his neck. Luke growled at this, speeding up his hips and fucking you at a dizzying pace. Both your whimpers mixed together and you felt your orgasm slowly building. As if he read your mind, Luke’s fingers returned to your clit. Your hand tangled in his hair and gripped tightly, the new feeling overpowering you.
“You going to cum for me, princess?” Luke smirked, already knowing the answer. You nodded and your eyes met his. They were immersed in pleasure just as you assumed yours were. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me how you’re about cum around my cock.” Luke said slowing his hips down to a near stop. You let out low breath, glaring up at Luke.
“Yes Luke, I’m about to cum all over you. Please make me cum.” you said, begging him to start moving again. Luke started rolling his hips again, but still very slowly. You waited patiently for him to speed up, but he didn’t. “Damn it Luke, fuck me!” You groaned, slight anger in your voice.
“As you wish baby girl.” He chuckled, snapping his hips back and into you again. Both of your moans got louder as his speed pushed you closer to your orgasm. “That’s right princess, let everyone know who’s fucking you this good.” Luke said, more to himself than to you.
“God, I’m so close Luke!” you moaned out. Luke quickened his thrusts as he moved your leg over his shoulder to get a batter angle. His cock was perfectly hitting your G-spot, and seconds later, you were cumming around him. Your vision went hazy and all of the muscles in your body contracted. The sounds you were making didn’t even sound human. Luke fucked you through all of this and his lips never left your clammy skin as you came. Your body spasmed uncontrollably beneath him as your orgasm slowed to a halt. You heard Luke whimper above you as he chased his own orgasm, filling up the condom not long after. His stomach muscles flexed above you as he came and his whimpers were stifled against your neck. Luke let out a moan and fell against your chest, breathing heavily and covered in a thin layer of sweat. He stayed in this position, kissing your neck and chest softly as both your heartss slowed to a normal resting rate.
“Fuck.” He chuckled, rolling off you and taking off the condom. He threw it into the bin next his bed and laid back down next to you. You were at loss for words. You’d never had an orgasm quite like that before and you wanted to experience many more like it.
“Well you certainly did fuck me well, I’m going to be sore for weeks.” you responded smiling at Luke as he pulled you into his chest.
“Well you better drink some water and rehydrate because nothing is stopping me from fucking you senseless in the morning.” Luke winked, kissing your forehead.