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jotarosbelt · 4 years

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Can you do a pt2 for the “she doesn’t need to know” writing? I wonder what would happen if they got caught 😳😳I can’t stop thinking abt it your writings so good!!

HI @shitty-lollipops !! THANK U SM FOR THIS REQUEST YOU’RE A GOD

cw: choking, dirty talk, creampie

18+ content ahead!

part 1

She Didn’t Need To Know— But, Now She Does. [Jotaro Kujo]

It hadn't necessarily been awkward after the affair between you and Jotaro, no. In fact, ever since that one faithful night, you've felt more sexually satisfied than you had in ages.

Sure, it wasn't morally correct to be screwing your friend's dad ever chance you got, but it sure as hell was worth it. You could see why some of your friends from university constantly talked about how older men were better.

Hell, if you knew they could look like this and dick you down this well, you might've signed up sooner.

You noticeably started going to Jolyne's house more. Not that it bothered her— as a matter of fact, she was ecstatic. She got to see her best friend more often, and it seemed as though her stick-in-the-mud father was coming around to you, too!

Not for the reasons she hoped, though.

"Ahhhh, finals are almost over, babes! I can't wait to get out of this place for the summer and go somewhere with you and Ermes!"

The girl draped herself over your back, locking her arms around your upper body by clutching her wrist with opposite hand. "It's gonna be so much fun! Maybe we can get my dad to fly us out to Italy or something."

You couldn't help but grin, turning your neck and head slightly to face her as you spoke though your eyes never left your computer screen.

"Yeah? I'm down to go to Italy. I'm sure Mr. Kujo wouldn't mind paying for the trip."

You couldn't help but stick your tongue out as you retorted, the black and green haired girl rolling her eyes at the childish gesture.

"You're terrible," she scoffs as she released you from her grip and falls back onto her bed. You finish your sentence on the paper you were typing and turn in your chair, arm resting on the top of it as you grin.

"I'm terrible for going along with your plan to sucker your dad out of some money to go on a girls trip to another country? Alright, then."

You turn back around in your seat, stretching out your fingers before placing them back on the home keys of your keyboard.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, love," you began, the smile dawning your face audible in your voice. "Just know I'm a better person that you."

———

"Hah~ oh fuck--"

You could only rasp out broken phrases and garbled moans as the older male plowed into you, skin slapping against skin feverishly. It was disgusting. You were fucking Jotaro Kujo in his goddamn bathroom, only a few feet away from his daughter and best friend.

You had gotten a text from him while you were laying on Jolyne’s blue covers, doing nothing in particular. You reached over to check your phone, swiping up to unlock it and read the text.

‘Need to blow off steam. Meet me in the bathroom near Jolyne’s room.’

You quickly locked it again and dropped it beside you.

“Who was that?”

You sat up, craning your neck to turn to look at Jolyne. “Oh, it was just someone asking for answers. Nothing important.”

You pushed yourself off of the bed with your hands, stretching your arms above your head and lowering them to pull down your shorts. “I’ll be back. Going to the bathroom.”

She shot you a thumbs-up and you left the room.

You went down the hall, the Kujo home now like your second since you’ve been here more times than you could count. You navigated through the house (all though it wasn’t even that far), and opened the door.

You were pulled in by your wrist and pinned up against the wall, the only sounds in the room being your heavy breathing and the click of the door locking.

“S-Someone’s needy.”

He only grunted, gripping your chin to turn your head back to kiss you.

It was never lost on you that he was a good kisser— no matter how many times you did this, it would never not blow your mind.

His tongue grazed the roof of your mouth and his hips ground into your backside. His semi-hard member seemed like it was rubbing you in all the right places. You could whimpered as he bit your lip.

“Just know I'm a better person that you."

The words you had said just last week rung in your head. It was ironic, really. You said you were a better person than her, meanwhile you were boning her dad and she just wanted to finesse him out of some cash.

Funny.

And yet, you couldn't find it in you at that moment to feel guilty. Or at least guilty enough that you'd make him let go of the bruising grip he had on your hair and waist.

Or give up the feeling of his thick cock dragging against your walls, either.

"Shit, you're still. So. Tight.”

Each pause was punctuated with a thrust of his hips, each one more punishing than the last. It was a miracle Jolyne didn't hear this or care enough about the noise to come investigate— no matter how many times you did this.

And it was a lot more than you would like to admit.

"I can feel you clenching,” Jotaro said, his tone unnervingly even for someone exerting as much effort as he was. “Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum all over my cock while Jolyne is just a few feet away? Huh?"

You could only whimper in response; he wrapped a hand around your throat and pulled you up into his chest.

"Answer me, slut. Do you like the idea of being caught with your best friend's dad's dick stuffed in your pussy? Or am I imagining that you're more fucked up than you actually are?"

Out of fear of what might happen if you didn't obey, you choked out a reply.

"I love it, fuck-- I'm gonna cum, please--"

The chuckle that reverberated in your ear was just as sexy as it was dark.

"Then, shut up and do it."

You couldn't even hold back your orgasm if you tried; it washed over you like a typhoon. You shook against the his built torso, knees buckling as your nerves burned. Your breath caught in your throat as his grip tightened around it and his short hair tickled your shoulder as Jotaro's hips sped up inside you, prolonging your finish to the point of over-stimulation.

How quickly he could make you cum and how hard every orgasm was made you embarrassed.

He was silent as he used you to get off, the only noise escaping him being the low grunt he made as he came, hips twitching against your ass. You sighed as you felt him pull out, his thick cum already leaking out of you and down your thighs.

"I can't believe we just did that."

The whistle of the water pouring out of the sink faucet filled the room as the man lifted a thick eyebrow, not bothering to turn back to look at you. You watched his movements through the mirror.

"You act like this is the first or last time we've done something like this. Grow some backbone, would you? The 'after-sex shy' bullshit is getting old."

His straightforward and brash words no longer bothered you. You scoffed, still monitoring him through the reflective surface as he moved to grab a washcloth. He put it under the running stream of water.

"So, you're telling me that the prospect of your daughter catching you laying pipe on her bestie doesn't bother you in the slightest?”

Bored and tired eyes met yours.

"That's the dumbest thing I've heard you say, and I’ve heard a lot from you these past few months."

You grimace and fold your arms over your clothed chest, ignoring the fact that you were bare from the waist down and Jotaro probably still had his dick out as he spoke.

"You didn't answer me."

You watched his brows furrow and he averted his gaze from you back down to the cloth in the sink.

The squish of the water as he rung it out sounded louder than it should have.

"Of course it bothers me," he started, turning around face you. "What we're doing isn't exactly okay."

"You think I don't know that? I feel awful!"

You maneuvered to sit down on the counter as you spread your legs to let Jotaro stand in between them, wiping your thighs clean of his semen and your juices. You should’ve been embarrassed that he was practically getting an eyeful of your cunt, but at the end of the day, you two had seen each other more than you should’ve. He didn't bother to look up at you as he spoke next.

"So, then, why don't we stop?"

You froze for a second, feeling your brows lift up out of shock. "I—“ You bit your lip. “We both know why neither of us are going to do that, Jotaro."

He sidestepped to rinse out the cloth again, wringing it out as he lifted his head to look at you. "Because we're both addicted and pieces of shit for getting off on the age cap?"

You dryly laughed.

"Ding, ding, motherfucking ding. We’re freaks."

You almost missed the way his lips quirked up at that.

He casually wiped down his cock with the cloth, wringing it once more when he was done and tossing it into the hamper. He tucked himself back into his sweatpants, straightened out his t-shirt, and turned to you.

"Where are your panties and shorts?"

You hopped down from the counter and scanned the floor, finding them crumpled up in the corner. You walked over and reached down, picking them up and pulling on each item one by one.

"You good?"

You nod. "Yeah. I should get back to Jo. I've been missing longer than it should take one to take a piss."

He only grunted in response and stepped back to let you open the door.

You opened up the door, ready to snake your way back into Jolyne’s room and act like nothing happened, but that plan came to a full stop as you opened the door to see Jolyne standing outside about to knock.

Her hand lingered in the air where she was about tap, eyes bouncing back in shock between you and her dad. She sighed and let out a bitter laugh.

“I had a feeling. I should’ve checked earlier. Those noises didn’t necessarily sound like somebody taking a shit.”

"Jolyne--"

She held up her hand to stop you and your jaw snapped shut.

“I'm going out for a walk."

She approached the staircase she was already lingering by, her hand gripping the railing as she leaned into the stairwell slightly. It took a moment that felt like eons for her to turn back and slightly narrow her eyes at you.

And yet, you felt little to no malice being directed towards you and more at her father who's surprised expression faded long ago.

"And you best be ready to explain why you two have been fucking like rabbits when I get back."

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #stone ocean #Jotaro Kujo #jotaro part 6 #jolyne cujoh #not sfw

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bxcketbarnes · 5 years

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First Tattoos and Dates

Pairing: Joe Keery x Tattoo Artist!Reader

Words: 2300+

Author's Note: This is the Tattoo Shop AU and I find this concept to be absolutely adorable as f u c k. I hope everyone likes it. xox

Joe's POV

I swipe through my phone, seeing all the different tattoos that were presented in front of me. Maya sent me a link to her good friend's work after we had talked about me finally getting my first tattoo.

"Holy shit. They're really good," I whisper to myself as I tilt my phone, looking at the chest piece on the screen. Maya's picture pops up in the middle of my scrolling and I answer it immediately. "Hey."

"Damn. I didn't expect you to answer so quickly," her voice comes through the phone as she laughs lightly.

"I was looking at your friend's tattoo pieces when you called," I tell her and she lets out an ahhhh. "Yeah. I'm really considering calling the shop and booking an appointment."

"You definitely should. She actually takes walk-ins today from noon to three," Maya informs me and I lean back against my couch.

"Oh, god. I don't know if I'm ready to get it done that quickly," I chuckle nervously while combing my fingers through my hair.

Maya lets out a groan and I can just imagine her head tilted so far backward. "Oh, come on, Joe. You've been thinking about getting this done for what? About a month now? Get some balls and do it! I'll even drive you down there," she mentions and a sigh leaves my lips.

"Goddamnit. Fine, fine. I'll do it. Want me to meet me at your place or?" I ask and she tells me that she'll just pick me up at mine. "Alright. See you soon?"

"Yeah! Gather some courage in the meantime!"

My fingers tap my thighs as I sit in Maya's car. We're currently stopped at a stoplight that's about five minutes away from Y/N's shop and I'm beyond from being calm. It's not only because it's my first tattoo, but I've heard that she's incredibly gorgeous. I always end up being a fucking dork around pretty girls so… this should be fun.

"I can't believe you're so nervous right now," Maya laughs and I turn my head towards her, glaring a bit.

My attention goes back to the road in front of me as I speak up. "You know exactly why I'm nervous."

She laughs and tucks some hair behind her ear. "I told you she's cool and down to earth. There's nothing to be worried about," she reassures me and I nod slightly.

The vehicle pulls up to Body Art Tattoo and I let out a deep breath. "I got this, I got this," I whisper quietly enough to myself so Maya doesn't hear me.

We get out of the car and the sandy-brunette walks ahead of me. I swallow thickly, feeling my hands begin to get clammy. She opens the door for me and I walk through seeing quite a few people sitting around as there are three tattoo artists working on people.

"Damn. Walk-ins are a real hit this month," Maya mentions and I shove my hands into my pockets, following her as we head towards Y/N.

My eyes look over her after she takes a quick glance towards us. She smiles gently, giving a three-fingered wave as a tattoo gun is placed in her hand, the other one wiping down the tattoo on the man's thigh.

"Hey, Maya! Finally gonna let me tattoo you?" She asks with a chuckle, grinning ear to ear.

Aw. She's so cute, oh my god.

"Oh, God no," my friend laughs while shaking her hands. "Actually, my friend, Joe, here is planning to get his first tattoo."

Y/N's eyes move to me with an eyebrow raised. "Tattoo virgin, huh?" She asks with a smirk and I chuckle before nodding my head, scratching the back of my back.

"Y-Yeah," I stutter and press my lips together.

"Is he your last client or do you have more?" Maya asks and she shakes her head.

"I've got about ten minutes left of this one and then I'll need at least 5 minutes to sanitize everything before I'll be able to get to your cute friend," Y/N states and I'm a bit shocked at her sudden compliment.

She's very straight forward…

Y/N's POV

"Alright, and we're done!" I grin while squirting some water onto it before wiping it down with a paper towel. "It looks sick."

The guy I worked on sits up, looking down at the skull tattoo I did, smiling. "It does, holy shit. Thank you so much," he says and I get up from my chair, pulling my rubber gloves off my hands.

"It's no problem. It was a fun tattoo to do," I mention, grabbing some plastic wrap to wrap around it.

The beefy guy pays for the tattoo after I finished wrapping it, giving him his change before he walks out of the shop. I glance over towards Maya's friend, seeing him sitting in one of the chairs, eyes trained on his phone.

"Hey!" I call out, not knowing his name and his head picks up, his hair bouncing slightly. He's got such nice hair, oh my God. "Sorry, I didn't catch your name."

He stands up from his seat, quickly stepping towards me. "Sorry, I'm Joe, hi," he introduces himself.

I give him a smile. "Hi, Joe. I'm Y/N," I greet back and hold out my hand for him to shake. Joe takes my hand into his, shaking it for a few seconds before releasing it.

"Hi, Y/N. Maya's told me quite a bit about your work and I've gotta say… it's incredible," he compliments and I blush slightly.

"Thank you. It took quite a few years to get where I am," I mumble while cleaning up my area. "So, what did you plan on getting?" My eyes glance up at him as I prep a new needle.

Joe reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded up piece of paper. He unfolds it before handing it towards me. "Something like this. I've been one with nature for the last year and I thought it'd be fitting and meaningful," he mumbles while I take it from his hands, analyzing the simple tree drawing.

"It's very simple and cute. I think it'll suit you well," I smile at the man and get up from my stool. "Where did you plan on getting it and do you want it the same size?"

"I think right here would be good?" He questions while rubbing the side of his forearm. I nod my head while heading towards the printer, getting a stencil made.

"That would be a nice spot for it," I tell him and grab the stencil and the piece of paper. I step back towards him, folding the picture he brought back up before handing it to him. "Alright. Have a seat and we'll get started." I smile and he nods, sitting down on the comfortable chair.

I grab a razor before turning back towards Joe as he rubs his hands repeatedly on his jeans. "Is it normal for a guy to be nervous about getting tattooed for the first time?" He quietly asks me, not wanting the others around to hear.

"Of course it is. Not every guy is a macho man. Honestly, if it makes you feel any better about getting this done… I find it cute that you're so nervous," I tell him with a wink and bites my lip.

"Really?" He asks as his cheeks blush a bit. I nod my head, grabbing his left arm to shave off the hair where I plan to put the stencil. "I-Woul-Can I take you out to dinner after you're done?"

My breath hitches in my throat as I glance up at him through my lashes, setting down the razor. "Are you serious? Me? Out of everyone here in LA and you wanna take me to dinner?" I ask him in disbelief, sitting back slightly.

"Yeah, you. Maya's told me some things and I think you're really chill and down to earth. I'd love to get to know you better," he mentions and I can't help but blush a bit. I position his arm on the armrest, having the newly shaved area facing me before pressing the stencil to his skin.

"I'd love too," I grin. Joe let's out a breathy laugh, a cute smile spreading across his face as I peel off the stencil, seeing the small tree outlined and I turn to put on some rubber gloves. "Ready?" I ask him while pressing my foot against the pedal, my tattoo gun beginning to vibrate.

His smile falls slightly as the nervousness begins to show. "Y-Yeah, let's do this," he mumbles and I nod.

"It shouldn't take too long," I reassure him and dip the needle into the black ink before going over the stenciled line. Joe twitches a bit as I drag the needle down the "trunk" of the tree. I quickly glance up to see an uncomfortable look on the cute man's face after I get to the bottom of the line. I gently wipe a paper towel over what I'd done, removing the excess ink on the skin before moving to the various size branches.

Joe let's out a huff of breath as I get through half the branches and I look up at him, pausing my actions. "No, no. You're fine. I just didn't know it'd be this uncomfortable," he chuckles and I smile.

"Well, you do have needles poking and dragging on your skin," I mention with a smirk while wiping his arm again. "I've got 13 more branches to do and you're done. Luckily you picked a quickie for your first time." I wink before getting back to work.

I dip my needle once again, dragging a thick line across his skin. I end up sticking my tongue out slightly, licking my lips as I concentrate on making my lines perfect. A chuckle rings out just as I finish my last line and I perk my head up, seeing Joe's honey-brown eyes trained on me.

"You're so cute when you're concentrating," he stumbles a bit and I bite my lip.

"Shut up," I laugh while shaking my head. I grab the bottle of water, squirting some over the tattoo before wiping it down with a new paper towel. "Voila! And you're no longer a tattoo virgin."

The brunette picks up his arm, rotating it to see what I've done and a smile comes to his lips. "I love it. It looks incredible," he compliments and I reach for the plastic wrap, covering the fresh ink so it doesn't get infected. "Thank you so much for this. How much do I owe you?"

"You're Maya’s friend, so it's on the house," I smile at him and he groans while shaking his head.

"No, no, come on. I wanna pay for your work," Joe mentions and I bite my lip. "Can I at least buy your dinner? To repay you in some way."

I let out a sigh as I cleaned up my station. "Hmm, I guess you can. As long as I can pay the next time we go out," I negotiate with a smirk.

"Next time?" He asks and I feel my heart drop a little, wondering if I said too much. You don't even know if he would want to go out again, idiot.

"I-I mean," I stutter and stand up from my chair, tossing the garbage into the bin, "that is if you want to after tonight."

Joe smiles softly and runs a hand through his hair. "I'm sure I'd love to see you again."

I was laughing so hard to the point of holding my stomach, having a hard time breathing as the two of us exchange stupid jokes. We stepped out of his car after he drove me home, walking up to my front door with him. He actually had to call one of his friends to see if they’d bring his car to the shop since Maya was the one that brought him there. Luckily it worked out and his friends were there in no time.

Joe's laughter halts and smiles down at me as I wipe my tears away. "Jesus, that was a good one," I giggle while tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Thank you, by the way, for driving me home. I totally forgot I got a ride with my coworker this morning."

"It's no trouble. What kind of date would I be if I didn't make sure you got home safe," he tells me as our bodies gravitate towards one another.

"The kind of date I'm used to, unfortunately," I mumble bitterly and he frowns. "It's okay. I'm just- I'm glad you're different."

The handsome man gives me a small smile and brings his hand up to my face. "You deserve so much better than that, and I'll be glad to give it to you," Joe mentions and my heart soars.

"I'd like that," I whisper and my breath hitches as our noses touch. My eyes slowly close as his thumb strokes my cheekbone. He leans down, pressing his lips to mine in a soft kiss, our lips barely touching.

Joe pulls away after a few seconds and my heart pounds against my chest. "I'll call you?" He whispers against my lips and I nod gingerly.

"Goodnight, Joe."

"Goodnight, Y/N," the brown-haired man smiles and kisses my cheek before jogging towards his vehicle.

I give him a wave as he backs out of my driveway, driving away into the night and my cheeks heat up from thinking about the kiss that just happened. "Maya's gonna lose her mind when she hears about this," I chuckle while unlocking my door before heading into the house with a huge grin on my lips.

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alastaircarstairsdefenselawyer · 5 years

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Ghosts of the Shadow Market Review!

My first book of the Read to Roll challenge is Ghosts of the Shadow Market by Cassandra Clare, Sarah Rees Brennan, Maureen Johnson, Kelly Link, and Robin Wasserman.

Look at Jem! I love my son!

Here we are at the pond! Fun fact: Cassandra Clare allegedly lives in the town next to mine. I kinda really hate it.

I actually finished reading this a while ago, but I got caught up with school and the library book is due tomorrow, so I guess we’re doing this review tonight, bitches!

First: I LOVED this book!! I have my issues with CC and it took me literally took me like 9 months to finish reading QOAAD (which I also enjoyed, I just couldn’t get through) but I FLEW through this book! I think maybe the short story format just fits my brain a bit better. I’m gonna break this down by story:

Cast Long Shadows

Matthew!! My child!! I want to hug you so much!!

This story stood out to me as particularly hopeless, especially compared to the rest of the stories. It ended in total despair, and I understand Matthew did something VERY VERY BAD but he is a dumb child and dumb 15 year olds do a lot of dumb things so

I really hope he gets some sort of resolution in TLH

This bitch deserves happiness

Also he’s defo not straight?? like no straight boi is THAT into oscar wilde

i kinda ship him with thomas

Every Exquisite Thing

SOOO PURE!!!!!

WE STAN SUPPORTIVE PARENTS!!!!!!!!!

This story was like a breath of fresh air compared to the last

It doesn’t really connect to the overarching plot at ALL (every other story does, correct me if I’m wrong) but i’m okay with it because anna lightwood is incredible and deserves all of the respect

the only bit that kinda not really relates is the talk about tessa’s demon parent? which is lowkey implied to be like... actually satan?? ahhhh????

That last bit with Cecily was just so beautiful. again.

I TOLD YOU THE BLUE WAISTCOAT WAS THE ONE

I’m just imagining them just in bed one night and one of them was like ‘our daughter hecka gay’ ‘what should we do’ ‘well we gotta buy her a suit that actually fits her obv. she can’t keep walking around in clothes that don’t fit, also they’re gross’ ‘i actually already went to the tailor down the block and made a list of the ones i think she would look best in’

I know ariadne broke annas heart but also i feel really bad for her. being a brown lesbian in 2019 is hard enough. she lost her parents and she doesn’t want to lose what she has left. i hope she also gets some sort of closure in TLH. i would be content with her and charlie having a charlotte and henry thing going minus the pining and falling in love. they’re married but it’s just business and they can pursue whomever on the side

also isabelle do you realize that necklace you’re wearing was once owned by queer QUEEN anna lightwood?????

Learn About Loss

this story was a little slow, but very necessary for introducing the lost herondale plot

emilia is so fucking badass

the last scene with will and jem was so pure and wholesome. i’m so mad that they were robbed of so much time together.

A Deeper Love

this story was just anxiety

like obv i knew jem wasn’t going to die but the CLIMAX

can kit pls have some heart to heart with catarina in twp! like she deserves some closure! like she can just tell him some stories and he can understand a bit more of where he comes from

jem deserves all of the hugs

i just want to scream YOU GET MARRIED! YOU HAVE A CHILD! IT WILL HAPPEN!

The Wicked Ones

this story was,, uh,, something

i’d say it ties with cast long shadows as the most depressing

so basically, celine was horribly abused her entire life by the people who should have taken care of her, her trauma was exploited by another abuser so that she too became incredibly manipulative and potentially abusive, and then she killed herself (was murdered?) and her child was ripped from her corpse to be abused throughout his entire childhood as well

it was cute seeing kit’s parents! they were so cute! what happened.

Son of the Dawn

baby alec! baby izzy! baby jace! baby baby max!

i’m not a big jace fan, but ugh i just wanted him to get the love that every child deserves!

i can’t believe raphael santiago was alec lightwood’s sexual awakening

“brother let him see my rack-ariah”

lily chen deserves the whole goddamn world

jem CARVED WILL’S INITIALS INTO HIS STAFF

FULL HOMO

The Land I Lost

gotta admit that i wasn’t too hype about this one bc i’m kinda tired of all of the malec narratives, but it was cute

“JEM I’D-LOVE-TO-CLIMB-’EM-CARSTAIRS” (this has to be my favorite)

once again i love lily chen with all my heart and she deserves all of the happiness and none of the shit that the world has given her

also??? lily breathed, “cortana.” this girl was GAY for CORDELIA CARSTAIRS

BLESS THE COME AND STARE FAMILY

i love how this small child who hates everyone just physically attached himself to alec and would not let go

cordelia carstairs was lily’s sexual awakening and you can’t change my mind

SLEEP LILY I’LL WATCH THE DOORS alec lightwood being the PAL lily deserves

THAT BITCH! poor matthew. he was still dumb but he was played by some bitch who couldn’t separate her person grudges and an entire race of people

i love how magnus saw this child run into his home with alec nowhere in sight and was like “guess he’s my son now”

Through Blood, Through Fire

rosemary ;_;

that’s so fucking depressing like you abandoned your family and it bought them like 3 days max

i think it’s a little weird that tessa now has some of kit’s mother’s memories and is adopting him but also i guess it’s kinda nice?

both jem and tessa have actually almost died searching for you, kit, and i don’t think either regret a single thing they did to lead themselves to you

jem and tessa are in LOVE and they’re having a BABY

The Lost World

JEM AND TESSA ARE IN LOVE AND THEY’RE HAVING A BABY

ty u really did fuck up didn’t u

but he’s got a pet now so that’s nice

livvy ;_;

i really hope they find a way to release her in twp

i don’t think ty wants it, but things will come to a head. she’s not happy as a ghost.

kit and ty are so fucking dumb just talk to each other!!

it’s so fitting that kit gave them the heron pendant

both in a sense of continuity and in the complexities of his feelings - on one hand it belonged to his mother, someone cared very much about him but on the other, it failed to save her

Forever Fallen

i ship kit with a family that loves him

jem just talks to him and is just internally like ‘wtf has everyone in your life done wrong’

jem and tessa: you are WORTHY and DESERVING of LOVE, BITCH!

i want all of the domestic herondale-carstairs family

i think i read the scene where jem and tessa put all of their stuff in kit’s room like 10 times it had me so shook

“WE WANT YOU TO KNOW THERE IS NOTHING IN THIS HOUSE MORE PRECIOUS TO US THAN YOU”

WE STAN SUPPORTIVE PARENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Janus is as annoying as real jace

lily be safe bby ily this is gonna end baaaaad

the scene at the end where jem tells kit that where there is love there is no need for gratitude also has me shook bc we’ve been talking about this a lot in my spanish class, about how so many of us are trained to be complacent and to show gratitude for things that should be a given

Overall, I really enjoyed the book even though some parts bored me and I kinda skimmed through. I’m reading Girls of Paper and Fire now, so we’ll see when I finish that!

#ghosts of the shadow market #gotsm #cassandra clare #readtoroll #read to roll #readathon #booklr

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diyunho · 7 years

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The Joker x Reader - “Catch and release”

You always want him and it’s not that he doesn’t like it, but sometimes he’s very tired and you don’t give him a break. Since when is The Joker allowed to have breaks?! Unheard of!

***He steps out of the shower, wraps the towel around him and cautiously sneaks out of the bathroom, heading towards the bedroom, trying to be quiet so you won’t hear him.

“Heeeeey, handsome,” J hears you behind him and he rolls his eyes when your hands go around his chest and he feels your lips on his back. “Where are you going?”

“I have a meeting soon, I’m already late, Doll,” he tries to get out of your embrace but you squeeze him harder.

“I doubt it, you’re never late,” you seductively reply, moving your hands down his waist and he sighs, resigned. “Come on, your girl needs you,” you slap his butt, yanking the towel away.

J takes a deep breath and tries to get out of it: “We already had sex twice this morning, Pumpkin ,I’m tired.”

“Pfftttt,” you scoff, unimpressed, turning him towards you and caressing his soft skin. “Since when is the Joker saying no to this?!”

“Since I’m tired,” he complains, but still kisses you.

“That’s the spirit! Come on, let’s go,” you yank at his hand and drag him towards the bedroom.

“God, I feel like a piece of meat,” he whimpers, knowing there’s no escape.

“Did you Google stuff again?!”

“I did.”

“I told you to stop it, Google is not good for you, makes you talk crazy,” you shake your head, annoyed. “Just lay there, OK? I’ll take care of the rest.”

You push him on the bed and he feels offended: “I’m The Joker, I don’t just…lay there.”

“You can if you’re tired, I won’t tell anyone,” you wink. “But don’t make a habit out of it; I like it when you’re wild.”

Hmmm, he thinks, might as well. He really enjoys it and you get what you wanted, being super happy for the rest of the day.

***You had to go to a meeting too and the whole time you just glare at him, biting your lips and J knows what it means. You didn’t hear a word on what it was said.

Dammit, this woman is killing me! J messes around with all the maps and papers, pretending not to notice that devious smirk on your face. He likes to complain a lot lately, but in the same time he loves it that you are so infatuated with him. He wants you and he doesn’t. The hell with it: he does, but on his own terms and since for some reason he finds himself unable to say no to you, he creates such a fuss. The Joker is a complicated person.

“Jaaaaay,” you try to get his attention. “Baby !!! Hey!”

He has no choice but to look up.

“On the way home, let’s stop somewhere on a dark alley, hmm?” you whisper, leaning over so he can see your lacy bra under your shirt.

He snickers, grinning at the idea.

“Ohhh, we can do that.” He decided not to be a jerk this time. Well, it was a lot of fun in the backseat of the purple Lamborghini and as soon as you get home after the drive:

“Heeeeey, handsome,” you unbutton his already not very buttoned shirt. “Why do you look so sexy all the time, hmm? Are you doing it on purpose?”

Are you kidding me right now?! He really thought he was done for the night, he’s too exhausted from everything he had to do, plus tending to your …needs. But duty calls, so, you know…you gotta do what you gotta do.

*** The Joker starts wearing baggy clothes around the penthouse, hoping that you will not care to see him like that. YEAH,NO! He wishes he was that lucky.

“Baby, what are you wearing?!” you ask, completely baffled when you see him with those huge sweatpants and a sweater that looks three times his size.

“Clothes,” he sits at his desk, avoiding looking at you.

“Where are your other clothes?” Hmm, suspicious.

“The cleaner’s,” he shortly answers, getting on the laptop and trying not to pay attention to you.

“All of them?! You have, like, a million things.”

“Yeap, all of them,” he mutters, parting his green hair to the side without realizing it. You take it as a signal.

“Ahhhh, I seeeee,” you giggle, getting up from the couch, march to the desk and with a swift move all the papers, including the laptop and his gun, fly over to the floor, some even reaching the kitchen counter.

“Jesus, Y/N, WTF?!” he frowns, getting mad but doesn’t have time to have a temper tantrum because you land in his lap, pulling on his bottom lip with your finger.

“Sssstttt, don’t talk, I know you’re trying to get my attention.”

“HUH?!”

“You know, you’re so attractive you could wear a garbage bag and you would look hot as hell. I love your new attire. Are we playing roles? I can go change and we can pretend to be two trashy people getting it on,” you keep on yapping, already ripping off him everything you can. “Aren’t you happy you have a girlfriend that pays attention to you?” He doesn’t answer so you continue.” I know you’re always in the mood, stop pretending you’re not, it irritates me.” It irritates you?! “Yum, you’re soooo delicious! I know you’re doing on purpose, don’t deny it.” You kiss him all over, excited.

J wasn’t really aiming for that reaction at all.

“You know, Princess, my next choice to wear would have been a garbage bag and now I can’t do it because you would like it anyway,” he kind of tries to joke and be serious in the same time.

Your lips stop on his Jester tattoo; what he just said rubs you the wrong way.

“Why shouldn’t I like it?” you lift your head, looking him in the eyes.

“Well, I am an idea and ideas don’t…” “You’re a what ??!!” you interrupt, wiggling in his lap.

“I am an idea and…”

“Hold on, did you Goggle stuff again??!!” you inquire because you have a feeling about it.

“I did,” he admits, taking a deep breath.

“I told you not to, it makes you talk crazy.” “I can’t help it, I love Google,” he lifts his shoulders up, amused.

“More than me?” you grumble, yanking his neck towards you.

“Nooo, nope, no way, Baby Doll, I love nothing more than you.”

“Jeez, that sounds so fake, put some passion into it,“ but you don’t let him answer because you crush your lips against his so he will stop talking nonsense. Stupid Google!

*** You finally commonly agreed J will get ONE free pass each week when he is very tired and can’t have fun with you. But that’s it, you can’t agree to more since you already feel you’re getting gypped.***

***You’re preparing for your mission tomorrow and J is just returning from his.

“Heeeeey, handsome,” you roar when you see him.

“Free pass, Princess! Batsy almost got me, the jerk chased me for an hour, I’m beat!”

“Awwww,” you sharply inhale, disappointed. “My poor baby, com’ere.” You kiss him and hug him tight. “Are you OK?”

“Yeah, but he is such a pain in the ass. I’m gonna take a shower and crash.”

“So…you are really using your free pass? Just making sure,” you play with his gold chains, hoping to hear some good news.

“U-hum, I have to.”

“ ‘Kaaay, then I’ll go to Frost,” you giggle and he doesn’t think anything of it until 5 minutes into the shower when it hits him. “I’ll go to Frost.” Wait a second, for what?! The Joker doesn’t even know when he got dressed and runs downstairs to find you laughing with Jonny, clinging to his arm as he continues his funny joke.

“Y/N! Get your ass here!” J yells. “Why?” you turn towards him and of course he won’t put up with insubordination so he grabs your arm and forcefully pushes you in the elevator.

“God dammit, you better be naked by the time we get to the penthouse! The Joker’s woman doesn’t need to go to someone else to get what she wants!”

“Wha’…? Oh, wait, you though I would really go to Frost FOR THAT?! No way, baby, I like you too much, my sexy green haired stud,” you chuckle, but start undressing anyway. Wow, the ideas he gets. Even without Google.

“Don’t care, my pride is as stake!” he snarls, ignoring half of what you said. The Joker rips your t-shirt, which is your favorite one, by the way.

“Are you sure you don’t want to use your free pass?”

“Fuck, I’m sure, even if this is the last thing I do!!” Oh, yeah, that’s right, his pride is as stake. Well, works for you.

Sucker!

*** He had other plans for tonight because you don’t always go together in the same missions. You blew up a few buildings, which was boring because they were empty, but Gotham is too quiet lately and you had to do something.

You went to bed and fell asleep waiting for J.

“Hi, Pumpkin,” he wakes you up, collapsing in your arms, pleased with himself. “Ohhh, boobies,” J smirks, placing his head on them. You smile with one eye opened and kiss his temple:

“How did it go, baby?”

“Waste of time, they only had 5 million in the seif.”

“No, way, really?”

“Yeap, so annoying. I was so fed up with it I kidnapped a senator. I would have tried to get Commissar Gordon again for that huge ransom, but somebody keeps on letting him go…yes?” he shoves you with his shoulder, grinding his silver teeth.

You just caress his hair and whisper:

“I can’t help it, he’s so cute with that moustache and all.”

SLAP! on your thigh.

“Auch! Stop it, that hurt!” J feels sorry for what he did, but only for a moment. “So baby, who did you kidnap?” you whine, rubbing the sore spot.

“Senator Michaels.”

Your heart is beating faster and he hears it since his head is resting on your cleavage.

“OMG, I have a thing for him! I need to go see him, is he in the basement?” you tease J, aware he won’t like it.

SLAP! and this time harder, followed by the lowest, freakiest growl you ever heard.

“Shut up, Princess!”

You pull his hair hard to get some revenge. He winces in pain:

“You, Baby Doll, don’t get to do that!” he gets on top of you, pinning your hands above your head. You bite his wrist and he immediately puts more pressure in his grip. “What did I just tell you, hmmm? Daddy will have to punish you!” “Free pass!!!” you blur out and he freezes.

“You…y-you don’t get one, Pumpkin,” he stutters, shocked you actually don’t want him for once.

“Free pass!!!” you insist, arching your back, enjoying seeing him antagonized.

“No, no way!”

“Why not? Only ideas get free passes?” you burst out laughing, throwing what he said the other day in his face.

“Ooohhh, you bad girl, making fun of Daddy, hmm? No free pass! I’m gonna punish you the worst way possible,” he lets you go for a few seconds so he can take his shirt off.

“All right, yeah, do it!” you playfully kick him with your knee. “I deserve it!” you lick your lips, excited your strategy worked. You did well: J really planned to use his free pass for the week tonight, but you made him forget all about it. Somehow, this always works in your favor. You are sooo good.

And you didn’t even have to use Google.