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Peter: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]
Tony: What's that?
Peter: Remorse code.
Tony: I'm even angrier now.
little shit post bc this audio is really funny lol anyways
wow first time posting a vid in here
quick spideypoolverine.
I felt the need to post this here, I wrote this in 2022 and posted it on Ao3, but I orphaned it because one of my friends found my account and I was like fuck this shit I'm out. But I wanted to reclaim it, so here it is on Tumbler for more of the world to see.
Collars
Wade Wilson/Peter Parker/Matt Murdock
Dom/Neutral/Sub au
Description: Matt is very tired today, but his boyfriends have a surprise for him.
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Matt was in the office quietly working (barely staying awake) when he got a call from Wade. The phone hadn’t even said Wade’s name twice before he answered.
“Heeeyyyyy sweetheart, love of my life, cutest person I’ve ever seen,” in the background Matt could here a quiet hey, but the voice held no malice. “Don’t get offended peteypie, anyway my beautiful, adorable, pretty, fabulous, smart, incredible boyfriend. Honestly I could keep going if you like?”
“Please don’t Wade.” Matt said covering his face with the hand not holding the phone. “What did you want?” He asked softly, the exhaustion of the day setting back in. “Whaaaaaat can’t a guy just call his super duper amazing boyfriend.” Wade said in his over the top dramatic voice. Not to be confused with his everyday dramatic voice. “No he can’t unless said guy is 2 seconds away from walking through this door to come and scoop me up and take me home so I can sleep for the rest of the year and have cuddles.” Matt said, resting his head on his desk.
“Beautiful? What’s wrong? It’s only 2pm and you sound like you want to jump off a 20 story building and not in a daredevil kind of way.” Peters sweet voice came from the phone this time. “Sorry. Just… stupid clients, stupid job, stupid life just want to go home be with you both, want sleep, want cuddles…” Matt started to ramble about all the things he wanted at that moment. Peter and Wade both listened lovingly, knowing this was a big improvement, (even if it was mostly his sleep deprived mind speaking) since it was so hard to get Matt to tell them what he needed or wanted.
“Sorry I rambled. Anyway what did you want?” Matt said.
“Don’t be sorry, we love hearing your voice.” Peter said, and even though he couldn’t see Matt, he could tell that he was blushing. “We ACTUALLY wanted you to come home, because we have a present for you.” Wade chimed in with a sing song voice. This immediately perked Matt’s interest, not feeling quite as tired anymore.
“What’s the present?” Matt mumbled mainly to himself, forgetting for a second that his partners could still hear him. “You’ll just have ta come home and find out!!!” Wade chirped excitedly. “But we both fully understand that if your to tired we can just give it to you after a nap.” Peter added quickly. “‘m not to tired.” Matt reassured them both. “Well then you better hurry home sweetie pie.” Wade said happily. “ALSO… I baked cookies.” Wade paused for dramatic affect. “Ok, ok, I’ll be home soon. Love you both.” Matt said, and just before hanging up he could hear them both say I love you’s back, making Matt smile.
Matt sluggishly put everything away, grabbed his cane and walked out his office door. “Foggy?” Matt said, half expecting him not to answer with how quiet his voice was and with the sound of the obnoxiously loud printer printing in the corner. “Yeah Matty.” Foggy answered, as he came into the reception room and walked over to the printer. “I’m going home now Foggy, because Peter and Wade want me back home for a ‘present’ and ummm you know…” Matt didn’t finish the sentence always a bit embarrassed to admit it. “That you consider them as your dom’s even though they haven’t put a collar on you yet.” Foggy finished, Matt only nodded sheepishly.
“Go on, get out of here then. We don’t have anymore clients until tomorrow afternoon and I was thinking of closing soon anyway.” Foggy said collecting the papers that had just finished printing and practically shoved Matt out the door. “And don’t think about coming in until ten tomorrow, if you come any earlier I will not let you in.” Foggy stated. “Fine, fine. By Fogs.” Matt said. “By Matt.” Foggy replied.
The thing was that Foggy was in on the whole thing that Wade and Peter were about to do, because the 2 of them came in one day when Matt was out to ask for his blessing. Sure they didn’t have to tell Foggy anything, but they found it necessary to tell him, because of how close the two are. And definitely not because Peter and Wade were slightly scared of a protective Foggy. No not at all.
Matt slowly walked into the apartment, slightly nervous, a little exited, but mainly happy to be home. As soon as he chucked his keys and folded up cane on the bench, Matt felt a pair of arms wrap around him and was being picked up bridal style. “Welcome home beautiful.” A familiar voice spoke. It took Matt a bit to process it all because of how tired he was, but when he realised that he was in Peter’s arms Matt immediately melted and made himself a bit more comfortable. Matt mumbled a hello, and he could feel the smile on Peter’s face as he walked them to the couch. “Hello my devil baby!!!” Wade greeted from his position in one of the arm chairs. Matt greeted him back while Peter placed him on the couch.
“Ok my devil baby,” Wade said, while clapping his hands together, “Do you want your surprise now or after a cat nap?”
“So it’s a surprise now?” Matt questioned, groggily sitting up.
“Well it’s more of like a question or an offer umm maybe a proposal.” Peter chimed in slightly rambling, earning a raised eyebrow from Matt giving him a bit of a confused puppy look. “Well, what is it?” Most of his tiredness has left his body now replace by curiousness. Peter and Wade shared a look, before Wade picked up a smallish bag from beside the chair he was sitting in. Wade got up from the arm chair and walked the short distance to where Matt was and placed the bag in his hands. Wade kissed Matt’s temple and quietly said, “I hope you accept.” Before going back to his seat. Matt was genuinely confused at this point, Wade was being quiet and gentle, and usually the only times he is both of those things at the same time is during aftercare, or if Peter or Matt got a very serious injury.
Matt cautiously opened the bag and carefully picked up the item. It took Matt a second to figure out what it was, but as soon as his fingers ran over the clip, his jaw dropped in shock. Peter and Wade looked at him hopefully as Matt realised that what he was holding was in fact a collar. Before saying anything Matt inspected it some more, he ran his hand along the sturdy yet soft fabric, his hand went over some very familiar bumps and did a double take. Braille. Matt immediately started to smile making the other two light up. There were two words written in braille one on either side of the collar on the left was ‘Wade’s’ and on the right was ‘Peter’s’.
“Yes.” Was the only word that came out of his mouth before Matt was getting squashed by Wade in a very awkwardly angled but lovingly crushing hug. “See my baby boy!! I knew our devil baby would say yessssss!!!” Wade said excitedly, nuzzling his nose into the nook of Matt’s neck. “Wade… can’t… breathe…” Matt said patting Wade’s arm, said mercenary scrambled off of him immediately. “Look what you did Wade, your going to kill him before he can even put the collar on.” Peter said shaking his head moving to sit on the other side of Matt.
“Would you like me to describe it to you.” Peter said softly, wrapping his arms around Matt and holding his hands. Wade placed his head in Matt’s lap as he nodded and leaned back into Peter.
“Well you already know it has braille on it because we really wanted for it to be yours.” Peter began in that soft voice that could always make Matt melt. “You can thank me for that because it was my idea, I also know a guy who know a guy who knows a guy that runs an amazing collar shop where you can get stuff like braille imprinted on the collar because most collar shops don’t do that.” Wade butted in. “Yes thank you Wade.”
“What else?” Matt asked sweetly. “Well the fabric is all red and the red is dark enough that it will go with your suit.” Peter said as he guided Matt’s hand across the material. “Yes yes yes yes. We also quadruple checked that the material wouldn’t suffocate or make you itchy in anyway shape or form.” Wade stated sounding very proud of that fact. Matt just couldn’t believe this, they went to so much trouble just for him, but it also made him think that they wanted something in return.
It must have shown on his face since seconds later Wade’s sitting up turning towards Matt and cupping his face gently. “Hey cupcake what’s wrong? Is this to much to soon? We can take a step back if it’s not what you want right now, we aren’t gonna judge if that’s the case.” Wade worriedly spoke. Out of him and Peter, Wade was definitely the most worried about this. “No it’s not that it’s just, you don’t want anything out of this from me?”
“What!? No. Matt we are doing this because we love you. We would never force you to do something you weren’t comfortable with.” Peter soothed him. Peter and Wade both new that this was coming from the trauma Electra caused, she did quite a few numbers on him. She is the reason Matt has collar scars on his neck the reason he needs constant reassurance in a relationship the reason he is terrified of asking anything from his lover/s.
The entire time Peter spoke Matt listened to his heartbeat and it only told him that Peter was telling the truth. Matt snuggled back down and asked Peter to continue. Peter and Wade shared another look but they both dropped the matter for the time being. Peter moved Matt’s left hand to the left clip. “This clip is black with two katanas on it in an x for Wade.” Peter then moved Matt’s right hand to the right clip. “And then the right clip is blue with a spider on it for me. And that’s it.”
Matt felt like crying, he was so happy. He also hadn’t failed to notice that Peter had subtly set his hands in a way that he could put the collar on. He carefully raised his hands making Peter let go, and gently clipped the collar around his neck. It felt nice, really soft, he felt reassured. Matt had a feeling he would get into a habit of running his fingers over the braille. But he didn’t get much more time to think before Wade started to pepper him with kisses making Matt giggle.
“Ok you two, remember Wade, Matt badly needs to go to sleep.” Wade and Matt both looked sad that Matt had to go to sleep, but since being reminded, Matt felt like he could quite literally pass out. Wade picked Matt up and took him to their bed. Matt sighed as soon as he was placed on the bed and snuggled close to Wade. Peter soon joined them pulling the blankets over them and then wrapping his arms around Matt’s waist. Matt was almost asleep when he realised something.
“What about the cookies??”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/40523433
A link to the ao3 work
He takes to the streets, clothed in darkness and itching for a fight, and Peter finds it. Again, and again, and again. He’s quiet this time, his voice too hoarse from tears to speak, too enraged to do anything other than scream. So the only sounds that fill the warehouses are the dull pangs of fists and blood splatters. Knuckles hitting flesh, and screams echoing off of stained walls.
One day, when the nights calm, Peter will be disgusted by the monster who stalked the streets, for once his knuckles red from another man’s ichor. Today, he feels righteous.
OR
When Spider-Man loses it all, will a deal with Deadpool save them both?
Can you do more pedro pascal and can you do smut
He spots you across the room and makes his way over, that signature smirk playing on his lips. "Hello there, gorgeous," he purrs, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "I couldn't help but notice you from afar. Would you like to slip away for a moment and get to know each other better?"You take a deep breath, feeling the heat rising in your body as you lock eyes with Pedro. "Lead the way," you say with a seductive smile. He takes your hand and leads you down a dimly lit hallway, away from the chaos of the event. The tension between you is palpable, the air crackling with unspoken desire. You take charge, spinning Pedro around and pressing him against the wall. Your hands slide down to his belt, unbuckling it with deft fingers. "I want to taste you," you purr, your voice low and seductive. You drop to your knees, your hands sliding up his muscular thighs as you look up at him through your lashes.
"Fuck, baby," he groans, his hands tangling in your hair as you free his hard, throbbing cock from his pants. You take him in your mouth, your tongue swirling around the head as you take him deeper. He tastes salty and sweet, and you can't get enough.
"Oh god, your mouth feels so fucking good," he pants, his hips bucking slightly as you take him deeper. You look up at him, your eyes filled with lust as you work his cock with your mouth. "I'm going to come so hard down your throat, baby. Fuck, you're going to make me lose control."You pull away, looking up at him with a wicked grin. "Not yet," you purr, standing up and pushing him back onto the couch. You straddle his lap, your skirt riding up to reveal your lace panties. "I want to feel you inside me."
He groans, his hands gripping your hips as he grinds against you. "Fuck, baby, you're so wet for me already," he growls, his fingers slipping under your panties to feel your slick heat. "I need to be inside you. Now."
He rips your panties off, tossing them aside as he lines himself up with your entrance. You sink down onto him, gasping at the feeling of him filling you up so completely. "Oh god, you feel so good," you moan, starting to ride him slowly.
His hands slide up your body, cupping your breasts as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucks and nibbles, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You pick up the pace, riding him harder and faster, chasing your release.
"I'm so close," you pant, your walls clenching around him. "Come with me, baby. I want to feel you come inside me."
You come together, your walls clenching around him as he pulses inside you, filling you with his hot seed. "Fuck, yes," he groans, his hands gripping your hips as he holds you in place, making sure every last drop is inside you.
You collapse against his chest, both of you panting as you try to catch your breath. He strokes your hair, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. "That was incredible," he murmurs, his voice low and satisfied. "You're amazing."
You and Pedro decide to take things slow, cuddling together on the couch as you come down from your high. He strokes your hair, pressing soft kisses to your forehead as you both drift off to sleep, wrapped up in each other's arms.
When you wake up later, you find a note from Pedro on the pillow beside you. "Thanks for an amazing night," it reads. "I'd love to see you again. Give me a call sometime." He leaves his number and a sweet heart next to it.
You smile, holding the note close to your chest. You had an amazing night with a truly special man, and you can't wait to see where things go from here. Maybe next time, you'll make it to the after-party together.
You smile, nuzzling against him. "You're not so bad yourself," you tease, trailing your fingers along his chest. "
As soon as you find an empty room, Pedro pulls you close, his hands resting on your waist. "I've been watching you all night," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. "I couldn't keep my eyes off you."
Pedro Pascal x reader scenario:
Movie Night, Unexpected Surprises**
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It was supposed to be a quiet movie night—just the two of you, some snacks, and a Netflix series you’d been meaning to catch up on. Pedro had already settled in, his feet up on the coffee table, the remote in hand as he glanced over at you with a playful grin.
"You sure you’re ready for this?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the challenge of the upcoming movie marathon.
You gave him a cheeky smile. "Oh, I’m ready. You better keep up, though."
He chuckled softly, a low sound that made your heart flutter. "I think I’ll be just fine. You, on the other hand..." He leaned back a little more comfortably, a teasing glint in his eyes. "You might not survive my movie-watching skills."
The challenge was set, but you weren’t about to let him have the last word. You shifted closer to him on the couch, your knees brushing his. “I guess we’ll see about that,” you replied with a smirk, trying not to let the heat of his body so close to yours distract you.
As the movie began, you tried to focus, but it was hard when Pedro kept sneaking little glances at you, his hand brushing your arm now and then as if he couldn’t help himself. Every touch sent a shiver through you, and you could feel the tension building, a playful but undeniable chemistry between the two of you.
At one point, during an intense scene, you jumped slightly, the sudden action on-screen catching you off guard. Pedro didn’t miss it—his hand immediately reached for yours, gently squeezing.
"Scared?" he teased, his fingers tracing over yours as he gave you a soft, knowing look.
You laughed, but your heart was still pounding. "No, just caught off guard," you replied, not able to hide the smile that curled on your lips.
He didn’t pull his hand away, instead leaning in slightly, his voice now lower. "I can protect you, you know. I’m good at comforting scared little things."
His words lingered in the air as his thumb brushed over the back of your hand, the touch so gentle, so intimate. There was something in the way he said it, his tone full of warmth and a bit of that familiar smoldering look you couldn’t ever resist.
You caught his gaze, heart racing for a whole different reason now. "I’m not scared," you whispered, leaning in just a little closer, the space between you closing in slow motion. "I think I’m just distracted."
Pedro’s eyes flickered to your lips before returning to your eyes, his breath warm on your skin. "Oh? By what?"
You smiled, a slow, teasing curve of your lips. "I don’t know. Maybe by you."
His smile grew, a little more playful now. "Well, that wasn’t so hard to admit." And then, in a low voice that made your heart skip, he added, "I’ve been distracted by you all night, too."
The moment hung in the air between you, the playful tension now palpable. His hand brushed up to your cheek, his touch light but full of intention. “Maybe we should stop pretending and just focus on what’s right in front of us,” he whispered, his lips just a breath away from yours.
You didn’t need any more encouragement. The kiss was soft at first, hesitant, as if neither of you wanted to break the fragile bubble of intimacy you’d created. But then it deepened, and the warmth between you grew, the rest of the world falling away as you let the quiet night between you turn into something much more than you’d ever expected.
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P!
Tom x reader x Zendaya smut
In bed, Zendaya is possessive, always pulling the reader close and wrapping her legs around her possessively. Tom Holland, on the other hand, is gentler, always making sure the reader is comfortable and content, nuzzling against her neck and whispering soft words. "Mine,Tom traces patterns on the reader's stomach while nuzzling against their neck, making them giggle. Zendaya, slightly jealous, moves the reader's hair away from their neck and leaves a delicate bite mark, claiming their territory. "You're ours tonight,"Tom chuckles softly, not bothered by Zendaya's possessiveness. He continues to kiss the reader's collarbone gently, his hands slowly moving down to their hips. Zendaya watches Tom's movements with a smirk, then leans in to kiss the reader deeply, her tongue exploring their mouth passionately.Tom's hands slide down to the reader's bottom, squeezing gently as he kisses their neck. He starts to slide his hand between their legs, parting them to reveal the reader's wetness. Tom groans softly, his fingers slipping inside the reader slowly, finding their sweet spot.Zendaya watches Tom's hands working between the reader's legs with a jealous glint in her eye. She moves closer, pushing Tom's hand aside and replacing it with her own. She curls her fingers inside the reader, scissoring them open wider than Tom dared to.Zendaya's fingers move faster and deeper inside the reader, hitting spots Tom couldn't reach. She hooks her fingers inside the reader, finding the perfect spot that makes the reader whimper and arch their back. She looks up at Tom, daring him to try and top this. "See?"Tom's eyes widen at the sound of the reader's whimpers, and he watches in awe as their body responds to Zendaya's touch. He doesn't back down from the challenge. Instead, he leans down and takes one of the reader's peaks into his mouth, sucking and biting gently.Zendaya and Tom work in tandem, driving the reader wild with pleasure. Tom sucks on their peaks, and bites gently, leaving little hickeys all over their chest. Meanwhile, Zendaya's fingers move faster inside the reader, curling and uncurling to hit their sweet spot repeatedly.The combination of Tom's mouth on their breasts and Zendaya's skilled fingers sends tremors of ecstasy through the reader's body. Their hips buck involuntarily, desperate for more friction. Tom takes advantage, settling between their legs and grinding his hardness against them teasingly.Zendaya pulls her fingers out suddenly, leaving the reader aching for release. She smirks at Tom's confused expression and positions herself near the reader's head. "Maybe I should show you how it's really done," she purrs, pushing the reader's thighs apart further.Zendaya leans down and replaces Tom's mouth with her own, kissing the reader deeply while she begins to rub against them. She grinds her hips slowly, creating a delicious friction that makes the reader moan into her mouth. Tom watches, his eyes darkening with lust as he sees Zendaya taking control.Tom runs his hands up their body possessively, playing with their peaks while Zendaya continues to tease and grind against them. Together, they create an overwhelming sensation - Tom's touch above, and Zendaya's pressure below. The reader's body winds tighter and tighter... "Should we...?"Zendaya looks at Tom, a mischievous glint in her eye. She sits up slightly, allowing Tom to see the idea forming in her mind. She reaches down to grab the reader's legs, pulling them up and spreading them wider. "What if we try...?"Tom follows her gaze and smirks, understanding exactly what she's suggesting. He positions himself between the reader's legs, his hardness pressing against their entrance. "You want to...?" He asks, looking to Zendaya for confirmation. She nods, biting her lip in anticipation. "Together?"Zendaya nods, her eyes never leaving the reader's as she guides Tom's hardness to their entrance. "Together," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. She leans down to kiss the reader again, swallowing their moans as Tom begins to push inside slowly.
Everyone bow your heads and thank Marvel for providing us with this meal
Marvel characters x oblivious!reader
Steve Rogers:
Steve and you had been getting to know each other for the past few months and were becoming good friends. Although, Steve had begun to get feelings for you that were not so friendly. He wanted more out of your guys' relationship.
He'd never been good with flirting, but decided to at least try in doing so incase he scared you off or made you uncomfortable by being too upfront.
So, while on a walk with you one winter day, Steve decided to make his move.
"Y'know, Buck once told me pretty girls always have cold hands." The cold didn't bother Steve because he was a Super-Soldier, but he assumed that it would cause some discomfort for a normal human.
You look down at your hands.
"Huh. Mine are always warm." But either way, you shoved your hands in your jacket pocket, not noticing that Steve had put out his hand for you to hold.
Peter Parker
Peter and you had been going out for a little while now, and every time he'd try to flirt with you, you'd be oblivious. So after building up some confidence (with the help of Ned), he asked you. "Can I have a kiss?"
You look at Peter in shock, wondering how he knew you had a bag of kiss in your bag. You rummage through it and hand him one.
"Here," You say, handing the small chocolate to him.
Ned held in a laugh.
"Th-thanks?" Peter said, his voice cracking with confusion and embarrassment at being rejected - even if it was done obliviously by you.
Wanda Maximoff
Wanda had tried flirting with you before and you would never quite get the hint. She had assumed there was something wrong with the way she tried to make romantic advances with you and went to the Natasha to get some pointers.
Later on, Wanda decided to use some of Nat's tips.
Wanda asked you if you wanted to bake cookies with her and invited you into the Avengers Tower kitchen.
While you both were baking and talking, Wanda would try to make her laughs sound breathy when you made a joke or would compliment you from time to time.
When she noticed you were having trouble icing one of the cookies, she stood behind you, and gently wrapped one of her hands around your hand that was holding the piping bag while you held onto the cookie.
"Here," she whispered, her hot breath hitting your ear as she helped you ice your cookie.
After Wanda was done, she placed the icing bag on the counter and looked at you, trying to see if her flirting had done the trick. But you don't notice anything out of the ordinary.
"Thanks, Wanda," you say, thinking she was just trying to be helpful.
You went to grab another cookie to ice, when she suddenly grabbed your chin. "You have something on your face," she says.
You look up at her in surprise as she swipes her thumb against your cheek. She brings her thumb to her mouth before licking the icing off.
You look up at Wanda, your brows furrowed. "That's disgusting, Wanda."
Marvel Masterlist:
Peter Parker (Tom Holland's):
none yet...
Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield):
Dating Peter Parker Headcanons
Multiple:
Marvel characters x oblivious!reader
I need an identity reveal fic where peter is pepper Potts cousin (Or Tony's cousin but im for some reason drawn to the Pepper idea)
I so badly want a fanfic of deadpool and spider-cat
(I can't find the original, so of anyone can credit this, I'll reblog with the credits)
Into the spiderverse was 6 years ago
Across the spiderverse is almost 2 years old now (what the freak you guys)
WHY IS NO WAY HOME NOT ON DISNEY PLUS MY NIGHTS BEEN RUINEDDDD
I figured this applied to the both of them
Parker man is so silly
What type of character do you think peter parker would've been if her were in wandavision? Maybe like a babysitter or that one cliche teenage character like Wendy from gravity falls
Matt : I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone.
Peter : And I need you to be less vague and weird.
Wade : Hey Peter?
Peter : Yeah?
Wade : What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?
Peter :
Peter : ...What.
Peter : We need a distraction.
Matt : Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Wade, whispering : My time has finally come.
Time family AU
Teacher : Your child was in a fight.
Doctor!11 : Oh no, that’s terrible!
Mom Kaya : Did they win?
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Doctor - dad
Doctor who
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Kaya - mom
Oc
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Logan & Peter Parker
Wolverine - Marvel - Spiderman
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Tony Stark & Bruce waine
Marvel - Dc
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John wick
John wick
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Eddie Brock
Marvel
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Dean Winchester
Supernatural
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Mycroft Holmes
Sherlock Holmes
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Sam winchester
Supernatural
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Jake Peralta
Brooklyn 99
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Sherlock Holmes
Sherlock Holmes
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Barry Allen & Harley Quinn
Dc
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Steve Harrington
Stranger things
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Harry Potter
Harry potter
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Scott McCall & Thomas
Teen wolf - Le labyrinthe
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Malicia/rogue
Marvel
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Percy Jackson
Percy Jackson
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Jenny
Doctor who
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