Do You Have A Prediction For Part 2 Of "the Sevens"? 🤭🤭🤭
Do you have a prediction for part 2 of "the sevens"? 🤭🤭🤭
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The perverts of Derry.
[It's not a chapter, just a remake of my old one.]
🎈IT [2017] X oc's🎈Bad Summary:Five sisters move to Derry Maine. [Warnings: smut some what, language, Sexual Assault, crazy people, missing kids, rape, fluff, clowns,]
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Allison Devon [nickname: Alice, Alex.] 🇺🇸/🇺🇸 age: 23
Alice is like the Mom of the girls. She works at the Derry Community Hospital for twenty dollars an hour. Her fear is being a bad role model for her "Sisters" and being overprotective and ruining their lives their lives.
Rachael Devon [nickname: Ninki, Ray] 🇺🇸/🇨🇦 age: 16
Rachel is the oldest kid in the house. She's smart, and she knows it. She would kill for her s I sisters if needed. Rachel is a wibby girl at times, but she loves cooking and cheering leading. She doesn't like the dark, and her biggest fear is how people see her reputation with others and it being ruined.
Jennifer Devon [ nickname: Jenny, Moody] 🇺🇸/🇿🇦 age: 15
Jennifer is the second oldest child she loves reading and metal music. Jennifer wants to be a doctor like Alice Jennifer, who is a skilled painter and sower. Jennifer has a fear of bugs, but most Spiders and Bees.
Sarah Devon [nickname: Gwen, lady bug] 🇺🇸/🇫🇷 age: 13
Sarah is the second youngest she loves makeup, movies, and shopping. Sarah loves all of her sisters, but she spends the most time with her adopted sister Annie. Sarah's fear is being forgotten.
Annie Smith [nickname: Ana, white girl] 🇺🇸/🇬🇧 age: 12
Ana is the youngest of the girls in the house, and she doesn't talk much. She loves listening to music and magazines Annis like taking photos of the things around her all the time.Her fear is losing everng she has in her life she hates dolls.
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ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏғ ᴀ Woman.
Series: Black and white.
𝐍𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Summary: Negan and y/n have a quick talk that becomes a heated night.
Warnings: kind of smut,Fluff, bad language other twd stuff.
The song Y/n is humming:
The sound of music flows through the hallways of the sanctuary as y/n cooks pork chops, mac and cheese, and string beans.
Y/n hummed along with her song y/n was okay with being one of Negan's "wives". The only thing that bothered the woman was how black and white Negan thought of things like with his " people" not every little mistake doesn't have to be met with the biggest punishment. But what could she do her job as a wife in Negan's eyes was for her to sit and look pretty y/n couldn't blame anyone but herself.
She said yes to becoming one of his wives. You could always leave whenever she wanted but she didn't want to leave. She wanted to help the younger girls over there with her like Amber she's such a sweet girl and all she needs right now someone there for her.
Y/n helps all the time whether it be hiding things for her. Y/n finished cooking and made a plate and covered it in plastic wrap and grabbed a pink gift bag. Y/n walks out of her room and strolls over to Amder's room. Her black heels clicked against the cement floor.
As she walks she saw Simon just standing in front of Negan's meeting room staring at her or behind her. She continued walking when someone tapped her shoulder she sigh "My god." y/n said as she turned to see Negan with a huge smirk " Well hello Y/n my sweet sugar plum." Negan says looking her up and down Y/n was a sweet woman who was with the wrong group at the wrong time in the wrong spot. Or the be more specific Ricks group.
" Hello, Negan." Y/n said in a sweet voice I'm trying her best not to sound annoyed with her having to make a detour. Negan looks down at her hands seeing the plate and gift bag " I smell food what did ya make darlin' " Negan says "Um I made cooks pork chops, mac and cheese, and string beans." she says trying to figure out where he is going with this. " Why don't you come into my room we can have a little chat." he puts his arm around y/n's waist.
Negan forcefully moves Y/n to his room as the doors open y/n pulls down the bottom of her black dress that had a gold line around the bottom. Negan close and locked it walked y/n and took the plate and bag from her hand and sat them on the dresser.
Well, what did I do this time to deserve this?
She thought.
Negan grabbed y/n's waist with both hands and looks into her eyes not losing eye contact. " would you ever lie to me, darling?" " I don't know," I say not knowing if I would or not lie to the man. He chuckled "That's not the worst answer I've heard." Negan says a little proud of her " y/n baby."
Oh hear it comes...
She thought
" Today I go a little visit from Carl and a girl who looked like a split image of you," Negan said the girl he was talking about was Y/n's daughter Jasmine and she knew it.
" she said I had her mother here and said I kidnapped her," he says sounding a little hurt. " do you know the girl y/n?" he looks down at her "Yes I do she's my daughter." " you never told me about a daughter." " you never asked." I tilt my head to the side " I think you should have told me," Negan says
"My life story?" Negan chuckles at the tension in her voice it was the first time she's ever done that. " darling I want a baby with you." he has that Signature Smile " You're joking." y/n says a little takin' aback by his forwardness but slowly realized who she was talking to. "Not at all sugar plum." he winks.
Y/n looks down a bit Negan leans down to her ear "You only have to say one word darling." he whispered in her ear. Y/n was slowly falling for Negan in the best way possible." yes. I want to have a baby with you." y/n says giving in " god damn you are a fine piece of ass."
Negan pulls Y/n into a passionate kiss groping her ass y/n cups his face with her hands pulling him closer. Negan pats her leg signing for her to jump. Y/n jumps into Negans arms he holds her like it's nothing and cares her to his bed. Laying her down. As he starts to kisss her neck.
Masterlist full.
OLD WORKS.
[Long Days.] Homelander x mom reader.
[Lover Boy] Robin Arellano x reader.
[Merry Christmas] Homelander x reader.
[The Seven] The Boys [Homelander] x reader.
[It's a party] The Boys [Homelander] x reader.
[The love of a woman] Negan x reader.
New works.
Coming soon.
Bowers Gang.
Seires: pervs of derry. NOT A CHAPTER.
Warnings: The added members are from the books and the original seires.
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🩸HENRY BOWERS 🗡 _The leader_ 16 years old. 🇺🇲/🇺🇲
- Known bully, racist, sexual offender, alcoholic, and abuser.
💥 PATRICK HOCKSTETTER ⚠️ _CO Leader_ 17 years old. 🇺🇲/🇰🇷
- Known bully, rapist, animal abuser, and sexual offender.
🏈REGINALD 'BELCH' HUGGINS🚙 _Get away Driver_ 16 years old. 🇺🇲/🇺🇲
- Known bully.
🚬VICTOR CRISS📓 _Smartst Member_ 16 years old. 🇺🇲/🇺🇲
- Known bully, smoker, and "good" student.
🤼🏻♂️ STEVE 'MOOSE' SADLER🏅 _Meat Head_ 17 years old. 🇺🇲/🇯🇵
- Known bully, smoker, sexual offender, and alcoholic.
🏴☠️GARD JAGERMEYER 🕸 _Dumb ass_ 16 years old. 🇩🇪/🇺🇲
- Known bully, smoker, and alcoholic.
Note: the bowers gang [ I'm stalling. ]
Merry Christmas.
Homelander x Spider-woman! Black! reader
Warnings: Smut, Fluffy, Christians,Degreeting, Spider-woman, pink, lingerie.
Summary: Jesse is Telaraña or The Boy's in World Spider-woman at 19, and she gets to be a part of The Seven Homelander likes her and they spend Christmas together.
Telaraña sits on of a Billboard Homelander with a Satan hat and his well-known smile. she had her suit on with a pink scarf eating her lunch from a food place nearby called Lucy's, I was just cheese fries with a sprite.
A group of people were below her what, then phones, taking pictures of the Supe some times she would glance at the crowd. When she felt a tap on her shoulder when she looked up, it was Homelander with that smile on. " Hello, Miss Telaraña." Homelander looks at her with an overly happy face almost Lust.
She smiles up at him. " Hi Homelander." She smiles back he looks away with a smirk and cleans his throat." I wanted to ask if you were still up for me coming over from Christmas?" Homelander put an emphasis on the word christmas. She faces him and tilts her head, "Of course."
Jesse sat in her kitchen eating a bag of Ruffles with a small glass of ice tea. When she heard her doorbell, she walked over to her front door to find Homelander right there.
The sudden site of Homelander sent Jesse into a small fan girl of panic, which, of course, Homelander enjoys. 'Ah, that's why Im here her.' He thought as he scrunched his face into a grin as he hovers at the doorway where Jesse is standing. She's wearing the ugliest sweater he has ever seen.
He points to the sweater. "What in the christ is that?" Jesse looks at her sweater that had a white cat with pink all over. "My christmas sweater. " She says with a pure smile.
"It's hideous," he points out. As he takes a closer look at it, he notices Jesse's cute face, her eyes, her smile—he's been with dozens of women, but none of them have had anything on her. "Did you pick that thing out?" " Yeah, to match the house." She says.
He raises an eyebrow. She's definitely not like the other women he's been with. The ones are all concerned with his fame and fortune. This one—there's nothing he could offer her. He finds it curious. "It's still hideous. But you're not..." "The white and pink lights match from head to toe, yes i am." She points to her house.
"Ahh... I don't mean that." He laughs, his eyes drifting up and down her body. "You're—quite beautiful actually. Gorgeous." He leans in and starts to whisper. "Much more lovely than you even realize. Perhaps I can show you." She knew what that face meant Sex... " So you wanted me to wear lingerie on christmas?" She asked.
"Would that be such a crime?" He chuckles. "I'm just saying, if I've got a woman as hot as you are in these—disgusting clothes, then she must wear something far more attractive. If we were going to be... Intimate, it would be a shame if you didn't look like the goddess you truly are." He grabbed her chin. " John, you didn't even come into the house yet to see my gift to you." She says sadly, and he just wanted sex how original. "Really? What is it?" He can't help but smile at how cute she looks when she's disappointed her face would blow up into a pout. " Why don't you come inside and see." She says, opening the door for him.
He follows her in, grinning as she shuts the door. It isn't often that he's in a position like this—being led along by someone, let alone a female, with no power or leverage to use on him. It's something he enjoys now that he's here. She walks into her huge living room where there is a big Christmas tree with pink around it.
He follows her into the massive living room filled with all the pink decorations, and he can't help but whistle. "Wow... You really like pink." He notes that detail."But this isn't... A little much for Christmas?"He asked most people have all kinds of corols." My family is coming cover on Christmas day, so I need the stuff. Oh, and would you want a normal gift or Sexy gift?" She grabbed I small box made of meal zinc.
"Hmm... Well..." He looks off and thinks about it for a moment. "I think sexy is the way to go." He smirks." Well, then you just sit on the couch, and I'll get your gift, Mr." She says, opening the box.
He plops down on the couch with a dramatic sigh, leaning back on it as he watches her. "Take your time, sweetheart. I know you're going to blow my socks off..." 'That's not the only thing I'll blow,' she thought. She comes back into the room with a Christmas bag. " I come only wear one of these outfits, okay?" She says, looking into his eyes.
And, oh my, is he ever looking into those eyes. Beautiful. 'Damn, is she ever not cute?' "Of course, sweetheart," he replies, nodding. "Show me the outfits." First, she pulled on a green Grinch lingerie that had Fur all over the bra top and had the word ' Naughty. ' On the panties. " This was my lease's favorite one." She says
"Your least favorite one?" He asked, amused. "Why not your most favorite one, then?" He glances at the outfit, imagining her in it. "I don't doubt that he was pleased if these are your choices." He smirked. " It's ugly and green, I don't look good in green, but the woman at the store insisted on me buying it so." He stops to think.
"Well..." He looks the outfit up and down, thinking about her in it. "I like that outfit on you. Green or not, I have no doubts it'll be a treat to see you in it. I don't think any color would be able to hide those curves."
" Fine." She drops the outline and pulls out the next one. " I like this one a little more." She says.
( The outfit two )
"... Good god." Homelander mutters, his eyes nearly popping out of his head when he sees the second outfit. She would be stunning in enough the Grinch outfit, but this one-piece...
"How... How could you even ask me which one for you to wear?" He says, laughing. "This one, honey, without question." "I have two more through." She says."What?! Well, by all means, don't leave me hanging on the other two. I just want to see how you can possibly top something as sexy as that one." He grins ear to ear. " Then you hold it." She hand him the outfit.
He smiles and takes the outfit from her hands, feeling the soft texture of it. He looks it over and can't help but raise an eyebrow as he looks back at her. "How the hell did you think anything else was gonna be better than this? Did you just pick the worst outfit to make the rest even more sexy?" He asked with a smirk." Yeah." She says in a teasing voice. " This you like?"
( Third outfit )
Her playful tone and the teasing in her eyes have John almost salivating over her. "I don't like it—I love it." He answers, his breath catching in his throat as he tries his best to keep his cool. "Your body looks absolutely stunning in anything you put on... But that is a show stopper." He looks off into thought." So this one or the second one." She says.
"Honestly... I can't even choose." He chuckles, a hint of admiration in his voice. "You would look hot in both. But if you want me to choose, that one. By a mile." She smiles he always compliments her, but this feels genuine. " Okay. " She hands him the outfit and takes the other.
He takes the second outfit but can't help but turn from it as she hands it to him, his eyes drawn to her hips and how they move. How her body hugs the suit so perfectly.
He clears his throat, his attention being snapped back to the outfit in his hands. "So... You're going to just... Put this on in front of me or?" She chuckles at him. " We still have one more handsome." She smirks. John smiles, biting his lip a bit. "Oh, is that right?" He asks. "Is it safe for me to say that this one is my favorite yet, or that is there still a chance I love the next one more?" She grabbed the outfit slowly. " This one is a little more conservative.
( The last outfit )
The outfit makes him chuckle. He can't help but smile at the absurdity of the fluffy balls, thinking of what it would look like on her body. "Hm... This one really is a lot more conservative than the others, not as sexy as the one before. But you never know... You've got a body that can make almost anything look hot. I'll reserve my judgment until you put it on." He looks her up and down. " So which one do you want for tonight?" She asked.
"Well..." He looks between all three of the outfits, making a mental image of her in each. "Honestly... I don't think there's a wrong choice here. But if you wanted to make me want this night to last as long as possible..." He pauses for a moment. "Then I say we go with that second outfit." He did really care which one it was." Okay." she grabbed the outfit and went upstairs to her room.
He chuckles, watching her walk away—her hips and body swaying with each step. "God, this is going to be a good night."
" Johnny, you can come up now!" She yells from upstairs.
"Don't have to ask me twice," he chuckles. He hurries up the stairs, walking into her room with a smirk. She was wearing the black and red one, and she had a pinkish red Santa hat in her hand.If it wasn't already obvious, he couldn't take his eyes off of her body. Her figure was filled out just perfectly by the outfit. He couldn't have imagined any other outfit that would look better on her. Even her hat made her seem somehow... Cuter.
"You look like a goddamn angel," he remarks, walking up to her. John steps towards her without hesitation.
She slowly sits up. " If you want all this." She moves her hand down her body." You have to wear this." She hands him the hat. He raises an eyebrow and grins. "You want me... To put on that hat?" He asks, taking the hat. " I had to put the outfit on." She says with a pout. He laughs.
"God, you really are adorable." He says, fitting the hat on his head. There's no reason for what it does to him, but she looks so much cuter after he's put the hat on... And she even seems to find it endearing, her eyes widening, her mouth curling into a smile. "There, you happy? Do you think this makes me look stupid?"
" Oh so handsome." She says, kissing him. He can't help but chuckle, kissing her back. It's a silly hat, and he feels stupid wearing it, but she's just so goddamn sweet and lovable that he can't bring himself to hate it. "I'm surprised someone hasn't snatched you up already. You're a goddamn angel." She giggled he pulled her even closer, his eyes closed as his lips met hers. His heart is pounding, and he thinks about how good she feels in his arms.
"God, you're so gorgeous," he says in between kisses. She holds onto his face. John pushes her back into the bed, kissing down her neck. She moans out loud.
The sound of her moan makes his heart race even faster. She's so hot and adorable, and he wants her right now. He lets out some moan of his own when she leans forward on the bed, allowing him access to her neck and the soft curve of her body.They hear a small brak from the other side of her pink room, and she stops to look.
"What was that?" He pulls away from her neck, looking for the source of the noise. She looks over the bed to see Lily the toy poodle on the side of the bed braking. How did they not see her she was sleeping on her dog bed until the moaing started.
Lily's sudden appearance causes John to flinch a bit in surprise, wondering if he'd been spotted.
"Uh... You got a pet?" He asks, noticing the little poodle.
" Yeah, she was a gift from my dad." She says, sitting up and walking Lily out of the room.
"Huh." He says, chuckling. It's probably just because they're in their early 20s, but the idea of someone having a toy poodle is strange to John. He follows her out of the room, though, his eyes lingering on her hips as she walks away."But don't you have the bunny too?" He asked.
" Yes, I do." Jesse let the puppy into the hallway the puppy wandered away.
Once she's out of the room, he follows close behind her. "And where do you think you're going?" His voice has a playful tone to it as he steps up next to her. She giggled. " No where. " She kissed him and closed the door.
He kisses her back, pulling her even close to him. Her soft lips make him shiver. "Good." He says, his hands roaming across her body. Coming to the top of her bra and pulling it down.
🩷 Time skip 🩷
John's laying beside her, his body wrapped around hers as he rests his head on her breast. Her skin is soft and warm beneath his head. He looks down at her face, seeing her face at the most relaxed he's ever seen. The small smile on her lips, the way she looks so peaceful, makes his heart flutter.
"God, you're so beautiful." He whispers and kisses her boobs.
" You're not going to live me here again?" She asked, playing with his hair."How could I?" He smiles, his eyes closed as he basks in her touch. His body still felt warm from their time together. His fingers run through her soft hair. "You're too amazing for me to ever want to leave. I want to spend every night next to you."
" On Halloween, you did it." She says softly.
"Yes, I did." He answers, not wanting to tell her the reason why. How could he tell her? She'll never look at him the same way again. He knows it. "I'm sorry... It won't ever happen again."
" I hope not." She says, holding him close.
Maybe I'll tell her one day... But definitely not now. "I promise." She can feel his heart beating. Her body makes him feel so at ease, and he's never felt anything more peaceful than this. It's impossible to be unhappy or sad when she's here, holding him close.
Notes: 🩷🛍🩰MERRY XMAS!!!🩰🛍🩷
𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙.
ʜᴀɴ ɢʏᴇᴏɴɢ-sᴜ x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ! ғᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ...
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💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
Babe… please tell me you have a masterlist of your works 🙏🏾
I only have like six stories, but I will try to put them up on a masterlist.
MASTERLIST.
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