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bp-zb1fics · 1 year

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hi! i read your yujin post and i LOVED IT and it kinda inspired this idea/request

male reader and ricky have been close friends for a long time. reader was always the sociable one who dotes on ricky all the time while ricky was always quiet and more intimidating one. one time reader gets sick and expects to take care of himself but to his surprise ricky comes over to take care of him (maybe because ricky was always in love with male reader?🫢)

you can adjust or even skip this one if you want😅

Tall & Handsome & will take care of you~

pairing: ricky x reader

genre: highschool au (same verse as shy, shy, shy fic), fluff, romantic tropes

tw/tags: long time friends meet again, banter, yunseo cameo, slightly jealous lovelicky, swearing, kisses, dog mafia as protect yujin’s eyes squad, sickness (not serious), hand massages, squishmallow gift, ricky is taller than you for plot purposes

wc: 1905

summary: you’ve known ricky for a long time but he still manages to surprise you.

a/n hi anon! thanks for requesting this, i really had fun with the ricky/reader dynamic and since you loved the yujin request so much, it only made sense for me to set it in the same universe. For those who read shy, shy, shy~ I left a little easter egg that will definitely tie up to the part two of that fic that was requested by another lovely anon so keep an eye out for it!

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part 2

As the class vice president, you were tasked to assist Park Gunwook, your class president, in greeting and orienting the new students. When the teacher ushered them in, the first one you saw was a tall, unfairly attractive brunette boy. You and Gunwook exchanged glances. How the fuck could someone be that good-looking?

The first new student who introduced himself as Kim Gyuvin also looked vaguely terrified of Gunwook who decided to spend the summer bulking up. Discreetly, you rolled your eyes. Sooner or later, he’ll find out that the intimidating impression was a front and Gunwook was nothing but a big baby that whined at you to get out of class president duties he disliked.

Your attention is directed to the other new student who walks in, blond hair expertly parted, silver necklace and earrings gleaming. He’s also tall, unfairly attractive and worst of all, you knew that face.

“Ricky?” You sputtered out.

You’ve known each other since he was a scrawny kid with a mouth full of braces. While you kept in contact when he had moved overseas, he never mentioned anything about moving back and more importantly, transferring to your school.

The teacher, Gunwook and Gyuvin all freeze as you throw your arms around your long-time friend.

“Why didn’t you tell me, you little shit?” You hissed into his ear while you tried to squeeze the life out of him with your hug. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”

“He’s an old friend.” You tell the teacher enthusiastically after you’ve released him and let him introduce himself to your dumbfounded companions. “We’ve known each other since we were kids.”

Only now, he’s tall, blond and stupidly handsome, you think. You really need to get yourself together.

After getting over the shock of that is Ricky, you’re your usual bright, chipper class vice president self, showing him and Gyuvin where they’ll be sitting, what the class schedule is like and including little tips about each class. They draw quite a few stares, most likely for both being over 180 cm and looking like models.

Still, you get through the day with Gyuvin being less afraid of Gunwook despite the latter’s uncomfortable staring which you’ll need to talk to him about later. Because no Gunwook, even if the new student looks like a damn prince, we don’t stare at him for that long. The class resident joker, Kum Junhyeon, seems to have taken a shine to Gyuvin which is good because he’s making friends but also bad for the chaos you see in your future.

Meanwhile, Ricky seems to be unbothered, settling in almost immediately. He looked so comfortable that you’d almost think he’s been in this class the whole time. You’re still most definitely ambushing him at lunch break. There’s going to be a lot of catching up to do.

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Three absolutely chaotic years later…

“Ricky!” You scold the blond while shoving another snack into Yujin’s hands. “Stop it, you’re scaring him.”

While his glaring dials down, it’s still obviously there and Yujin gulps before thanking you and hurrying back over to where his own class president is being doted on by Junhyeon, Gunwook and Gyuvin. You’ve taken to calling those three the dog mafia, their joint antics always go big but also a little clumsy.

Frowning, you walk over to Ricky who’s finally stopped glaring and swat him weakly.

“You scared away the baby. You know how excited I get whenever those three bring them over.”

Ricky has the audacity to look unfazed, reaching to take one of the snacks you’re holding.

“They were taking my snacks.” He stated simply.

“Excuse me mister, your snacks?”

“Yep.”

You give him a look and he stares back, shameless. Then a ridiculous thought pops into your head and you smack him playfully.

“Awwww, is little Lovelicky jealous?” You coo almost imitating the aegyo voice that Junhyeon likes to do.

“....Nope.” He answers without missing a beat. You pout, smacking him again.

“God, you’re no fun.”

You turn to the dog mafia and pause when you see that they’ve got their hands over Yujin and his friend’s eyes.

“Uh…what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Gyuvin fires back.

“We’re protecting our children from the horrific sight of our cool ice president and class vice prince flirting.” Junhyeon chimes in, scrambling words as per usual.

You sigh and look at Gunwook for help. He shrugs.

The chaos you see in your future indeed.

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“Ah, excuse me.”

You look up from packing your things. Gunwook’s already stepped out, the latest student officer meeting having wrapped up.

“Ah, Yunseo-ssi, what can I do for you?” You say, smiling at the other boy.

Ji Yunseo is the vice president of one of the other classes in your year. He’s also unfailingly nice and never a pain to work with which you can’t say is true for some other officers. Along with Gunwook, he’s always been supportive of the ideas you propose.

“Wahh we’ve been working together for three years, don’t you think it’s about time we speak casually?” He says, playfully thumping your arm.

You stifle a giggle as you finish placing everything in your bag and return his banter.

“Ah it’s because we’re colleagues, Yunseo-ssi, got to stay professional.”

Yunseo smiles at you, watching as you heave the bag over your shoulder.

“Let me carry that for you,” he offers.

You’re about to decline politely when the bag is lifted off your shoulders.

“I’ve got it.”

You turn just to see Ricky slinging the bag over his own shoulder like it weighs nothing. His expression is the usual impassive, almost holier-than-thou that he does particularly when Junhyeon and Gyuvin get up to their shenanigans.

“Ricky-ah, it’s okay, I can hold it.” You reach for the bag only for him to hold it out of your grasp. Huffing at him, you turn to Yunseo who’s smile seems a little less bright, eyes flicking between you and Ricky.

“What were you saying?” You ask him, still bright and chipper so not to dampen the mood like your best friend has.

“Ah nothing. I’ll see you at the next meeting.” The other boy says almost too politely before walking off.

You frown after him. “Weird.” You comment before turning back to the blond.

“I swear I can carry that by myself.”

“Nope.”

“Come on, give it here. Ya, stop holding it over my head like I can’t reach it.”

“...”

“Ugh, fine. God, you’re impossible.”

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In your defence, you didn’t think that a few late nights (a whole lot, more likely) would end up with you getting sick. Except you do. Get sick.

You wake up with your head pounding something fierce, your nose stuffy and an itchy throat. Picking up your phone, you send a quick text to Gunwook explaining your unfortunate situation. Making a mental note to check the cabinet for cold and flu medicine later, you pull the blanket over your head and pass the fuck out.

When you wake up again, someone’s running their fingers through your hair. Before you can make a guess, you smell his cologne, expensive yet comforting even with your stuffed up nose. With much effort, you slowly open your eyes to see a familiar blond head staring down on you with an oddly soft expression.

“...time is it?” You slur, almost missing the hand in your hair as he lifts it up to check his watch. Apparently you’ve slept almost the whole day away. You attempt to get up only for your body to drop back onto the mattress like a deadweight.

Ricky sighs. Suddenly there are hands propping you up gently. A glass of water and fever reducer tablet is given to you and he watches intently as you take it, snatching the tablet packet and glass out of your hands before you can attempt to reach and place it on the bedside table.

“I brought your notes.” He said, gesturing to the stack on your desk. “Gunwook made copies of his, I’ll come back tomorrow and until you get better.”

“Wahh, you don’t need to spoil me, Ricky-ah.” You scold half-heartedly. He doesn’t try to dignify you with a response.

“You should get more sleep.” He says instead. And he stays till you fall asleep.

Over the next few days, you find out that Ricky is, in fact, not joking when he said until you get better. He’s at your home after class everyday without fail, bringing copies of Gunwook’s notes and maybe a few extra things that he insists are for the good of your health. While you didn’t know how a giant pink squishmallow would help you get better, you certainly weren’t complaining.

“Damn, even if I know they’ll probably make my headache worse, I kinda miss Gunwookie, Gyuvinie, even Junhyeonie.” You say offhandedly as Ricky massages your hand, claiming some sort of health reason that you didn’t even care to question.

“That’s exactly why I told them not to visit until you’re better.” Ricky comments as he presses his thumb up and down your palm in a motion that was quite soothing actually.

“Don’t lie to me Ricky-ah, you just want to keep me for yourself, no?” You joke.

The silence that follows is suddenly heavy as Ricky continues to keep his eyes on your hand. And then-

“And what if I do?”

Your mind goes blank for a second, watching his face, his expression not changing. He must be joking with you, right?

“Aigooo, does Lovelicky have a crush?” You shoot back weakly.

His fingers stop massaging your hand. He looks up. To anyone else, his expression would be the same but for you, there were certain tells, the slightest pink at the tips of his ears, the subtle way he swallows, the earnest hopefulness in his eyes when he says-

“Yes….”

“....I’ve always liked you.”

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Yujin is confused.

“So they weren’t dating before?” He asks Gyuvin, the older patting his cheek indulgently as they watch you hand feed Ricky snacks, stealing kisses in between bites.

“Nope. Our lovely vice president was oblivious as always and ice prince over there was too busy scaring away the competition to realise that he hadn't even popped the question.”

“But they’re dating now?” Yujin says right before Ricky catches you in a longer kiss, Gyuvin squawking and covering Yujin’s eyes.

“You really don’t need to keep doing that, hyung.” Yujin retorts once Gyuvin deems you two wholesome again. Nevermind that you’re halfway sitting on Ricky’s lap which the blond looks almost too happy about.

“But you’re A BABY.” Junhyeon chimes in dramatically after losing interest in the conversation between Gunwook and the president of Yujin’s class.

“Might be a good idea to ask your class president out before you end up like them, Yujin-ah.” Gyuvin sagely advises after following the younger’s gaze to said conversation.

Yujin’s nose wrinkles. “Ew hyung, we’re just friends.”

“Well friends can hang out too?” Gyuvin points out. “And- OHMY! GUYS!”

“THE CHILDREN!” Junhyeon screams helpfully.

Ricky looks up from where he’s been blowing a raspberry on your neck in retribution for you poking at his sides and shoots them a withering look. You giggle as he plants one last kiss before getting up to mess with Gyuvin.

It’s been an interesting year so far and you can’t wait to see where the rest of it takes you with Ricky on your side.

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king-krisu · 7 months

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Ok I need to tell you the way me meeting Jure happened bcs I just think it's funny:

Me and my friend got to Logomo at like 16.30 or something bcs we were planning to just party at the back. We went to sit on the ground by the back service entrance bcs we just wanted sun and a peaceful spot away from the crowd lol. We sat there for like 45min, during which I had complained about forgetting my cigarettes at home and also about how cute Jure actually is (yes these were related idk). We also heard soundcheck and saw the Häärijä Bojan story being filmed lmao. Suddenly, the door opened and I see a blond mop of hair and go "guys thats Jure" and he sat straight down to have a cigarette

This photo is important bcs you need to see the distance (or lack thereof) we're talking about. Now, the second he got there we went deathly quiet and were unsure if we should bother him since he was sick the day before, and in the end we let him sit there for like 5-10min by himself. What's funny about this is that my friend (in the photo) is German so we were speaking english, meaning that not even a language barrier could cover us and he could just hear everything 💀. AND ALSO THERE WAS NO DISTANCE idk what we were thinking honestly.

Me and 2 others then finally gathered our courage and thought if we just politely give him our gifts etc he'll be okay, and we went over. Someone had a notebook for him to draw a tattoo saying Novi Val and he spent like genuienly 4min writing a 2 word sentence and the N ended up looking like an H so idk what he was doodling. Then we just talked for like 10min with him, during which I had such a humbling moment it was unreal. When we asked him if they plan on staying after the tour, he said no and that they'd be flying to Venice on the weekend. To this all of us went "Ohhh that's so nice!" until he went "Yeah because we have such bad luck with flights so we never have a straight flight to Ljubljana", like all of us really thought he meant they'd have some holiday in Venice or smth 💀. Anywayss I also might've told him I booked tickets to see them in Wrocław even though I haven't done that yet (only concert tickets) but ig I have to now lmao.

Later he reached into his pocket to pull out another cigarette, and I quickly gave him my pack that I had made him. It was this painted over light pink one with JO blue and yellow rhinestones, heart sequins and a painted cat at the back lmao. It was SO babygirl glittery and he loved it. Then he shared some with us and whatever cancer I might've gotten was worth it only so I can say I've used Jure's lighter now (that has the word Joker on it lmao):

(this video is shit but I only wanted audio of his reaction to my gift and I didn't want to have a camera in his face lol, I only recorded like 2min out of 10 or smth haha)

Anywayss then after a while he got up and we took some photos with him, and he went back inside to have some lunch (it was 17.30 atp 😐). Maybe I didn't get to meet Jance this tour but this encounter was so sweet and unexpected, and Jure really is as nice as he appears online lol (and also bcs he said he felt a lot better than the day before at Tavastia)

(Never getting over the fact that he later put the ciggies on his story, I NEED to know what the others thought of them)

#joker out #käärijä #why not k tag idc #jure maček #such a sweet lil baby #LONG POST BTW

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these-written-reveries · 6 months

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ok but like, the post you reblogged with the pics of ledger putting the makeup on,, imagine you and J getting ready for the day and sharing the bathroom together while he's putting his makeup on. idk just sounds cute and domestic uwu 💖

Omg nonnie, I was literally thinking these thoughts the moment I saw those pics! I knew I had to write them down, so here ya go! 💖

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Getting Ready With J (Headcanons)

*Inspired by this post

‣ Pairing: Ledger!Joker/Jack Napier x GN!Reader

‣ Genre: fluff, domestic bliss w/cute deadly clown man

‣ Warnings: None!

‣ Notes: Besides the rare occasion of J spreading some daytime chaos across the city of Gotham, most of his work would be done at night. Because of that, I don't think he would always feel the need to put on his makeup early in the day if he's just gonna be at home—especially after he's reached a point of being able to drop his mask around you (literally & figuratively). That said, I can see this situation playing out in 2 different ways...

L!Joker/Jack Napier Masterlist

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« Scenario 1: » ♡ He and you get ready together in the morning/afternoon.

‣ Maybe you have work or some errands to run, or you're simply getting ready to spend the day lounging comfortably at home.

‣ As for J, he has some important "business" to attend to.

‣ The two of you start by brushing your teeth together, J trying to make you laugh the whole time just to watch you struggle not to spit toothpaste everywhere. He gets a good kick out of this, a shit eating grin on his face as he continues to brush his teeth.

‣ You both share the counter space, your self-care items scattered around as you carry on with your routines. There are very little words spoken during this time, but you still communicate through your own secret language; sometimes being able to read each other's minds just by sharing a simple glance.

‣ You both know each other's routine so well that you hand each other the items you need next before either of you ask for it.

‣ On days where J is particularly clingy, he's glued to your side, having such a strong need to be touching you at all times—even if this means just barely touching arms while you get ready in the mirror.

‣ If your daily routine includes brushing your hair, he totally enjoys doing this for you. So much so that he's now in the habit of grabbing your brush and gently running it through your hair while you do something else. He often takes a little longer than necessary, but that's only because he loves to feel the beautiful texture of your hair.

‣ You sneakily give each other occasional kisses on the cheek or anywhere your lips can reach as you continue getting ready. You always love to see the small blush that creeps over J's bare face in the mirror after you've given him a smooch and maybe a gentle caress on his back that just happened to drift a bit lower 😉

‣ Sometimes you play music together while you get ready. A playlist of songs both you and him like. He loves it when you sing or dance to your favorite songs, or even to some of his favorite songs that have started to grow on you too. If you're quick about it, you might be able to catch him looking at you fondly through the mirror just before he looks away and pretends to be focused on something else. Depending on his mood that day, you might get to hear him hum along to some songs as well.

‣ If you wear makeup, you also do this part together. If not, you sit on the counter or hug him from behind while he does his own (he much prefers the latter).

‣ If you ask, he'll definitely let you do his makeup for him. He loves to just sit back, relax, and soak up your touch during this time. He particularly enjoys the part where you draw the smile over his lips and scars with red lipstick and the concentrated look on your face while you do it.

‣ Beware to makeup wearers, Jack will steal your red lipstick if he's suddenly run out or lost his! And he's definitely not gentle with his application. But it's alright, he'll steal buy you a new one!

‣ If you choose to sit back and watch, you'll witness him create his personal masterpiece with nothing but some lipstick, greasepaint, and his fingers. He only uses one brush and that is to dab on a little bit of setting powder at the end (a trick he learned, thanks to you), though if he's in a rush, he'll sometimes skip this part. After doing it for so long, it takes him less than 5 minutes. But he'll often go slower just so he can spend some extra time with his love.

‣ When he's all done, he chases you out of the bathroom, threatening to cover your face with sloppy red kisses. In the end, he settles for a small peck on the lips before the two of you part ways for the day.

« Scenario 2: » ♡ Darkness has settled over Gotham city, which means it's time for J to clock in.

‣ You're already settling down for the evening when J gets up and makes his way to the bathroom. You're right on his tail, following in his footsteps. He smirks when he realizes and playfully comes to a halt, just to get you to bump into him. When you whine/pout over this, he coos teasingly at you and gives you a kiss on the forehead before taking your hand and leading you the rest of the way there.

‣ You perch yourself on the counter or the toilet while he sits in a chair in front of the mirror. You watch him work, admiring the focused look in his eyes and the way he contorts his face to apply the paint to his skin.

‣ He occasionally glances over at you and scoffs at the heart-eyes you're giving him.

‣ Don't you dare give him a flirty compliment unless you want to see him roll his eyes and brush it off all while trying to hide his flustered smile (do it, do it, do it).

‣ The two of you talk about whatever is on your minds and J finds himself lingering on the black around his eyes for far longer than usual just to keep listening to your sweet voice.

‣ Once again, if you ask, he'll let you finish his makeup for him. This time he'll have you sit in his lap while you do it, giving your thighs a light squeeze and running his thumbs over your soft skin.

‣ Upon finishing, you press a little kiss to the tip of his nose and fix his hair a bit. He watches you with a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips, reaching up to cup your face in his hands. You stop what you're doing as he pulls you in for a kiss that speaks on behalf of words left unspoken.

♡ J loves you. And he cherishes these little moments with you more than you know.

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blendedmangobreeze · 1 year

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Um, here are some Chloe concepts! I always invision my drawings of the characters to be closer to (American) college age cause I find it difficult to draw like, 13 years olds and their clothing choices 😅

there’s a little more in depth thoughts below the keep reading ^^

But yeah! Here’s some redesigns concepts <3

This is the first one I did, very sharp and not anything like chloe’s style, but fun to come up with! I love how I drew her bangs in this. This might be closer to a lazy Queen Wasp (or whatever her name is) redesign

This is a more moth-y bookish Chloe, very soft colors and a cute little vest. As you might have noticed, I really like poofy sleeves <3 I also love the little hair bow/tie

ok, and this one is a little more joke-y but I love it and most likely will do a more fleshed out version. Basically Chloe likes to think she’s a Queen but she’s more like a joker, so that’s what pollen dressed her up as! This would require Pollen to actually have a bit of a spine tho 😅

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous redesign #miraculous lb #chloe bourgeois #queen bee redesign #Chloe redesign #Pollen kwami #Kwami #Mangosart #miraculous au

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froggibus · 1 year

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This Unruly Mess I've Made - Jason Todd

Pairing: Jason Todd x gn! reader

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: in your mind, Jason Todd and the Red Hood are entirely different people, but when he comes over after patrol one night, the lines start to blur

CW: angst, violence, yelling, fighting, Jason snaps at reader, allusion to panic attack (reader has one), big brother Dick getting way too involved, Jason losing it a bit (his own Joker moment), groveling, some hurt/comfort

the other half of the Batboys request! writing Jason's part was a lot easier for me than writing Dick's part but I struggled a little with making this angsty ngl. hope you enjoy!

Dick Version

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In your mind, Jason Todd and Red Hood are not the same person. While Hood is aggressive, merciless on the criminals he fights, occasionally without morals, Jason is an entirely different creature. He’s cocky, and he shares some of Hood’s standoffishness, but he’s also gentle. He loves books. He’s good with his words.

Your boyfriend and his vigilante alter ego could not be any different in your mind, and Jason wants to keep it that way.

He’s always drawn the line between his life with you and his life as Red Hood, trying to keep the darkest parts of his life from seeping into yours. Still, there are times the cracks show.

Times like tonight.

He’s pumped up on adrenaline, fists still broken and bloody from the fight he was just in. Looking down on the crumpled body of the man below him, he knows he went too far. Even for him.

“Jesus, Hood,” Grayson’s voice sounds far away even though he’s just behind him.

Jason can only shake his head, clenching his jaw even tighter. He can feel things bubbling over, a tightness in his chest that he hates.

He needs calm, he needs warmth, he needs you. It’s the dead of night by the time he’s knocking at your door impatiently, still dressed as Red Hood, blood still speckling his leather jacket.

You open the door with tired eyes, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders. “Jay?”

He tugs the helmet over his head, sweaty, dark hair falling in his face. Something is different about him tonight, you realise. It’s not just the way his blue eyes have been drowned in black, or the way he’s painfully tense. It’s like his demeanour as a whole has changed.

It isn’t Jason Todd standing in front of you—it’s Red Hood.

He steps into your apartment, slamming the door behind him so hard the whole door frame shakes. He doesn’t turn around and awkwardly hold out his hands as an apology to the door like he usually does—yet another indicator that something is seriously wrong.

“W-what’s going on?” You hate the way your voice shakes, and even though you want to say you’re not afraid, you can’t. You are afraid.

His voice is low and gravelly, not unlike Batman’s. “Just…rough night.”

You nod, pursing your lips while you fill up the tea kettle and set it on the stove. It’ll take a few minutes to warm up, and in the meantime, you hope you can talk him down from his ledge.

“Did something happen on patrol?”

“Yes.”

His response makes you scrunch up your nose. It’s so dry, so…unlike Jason. And his voice. He sounds angry. Angry with you, angry with the world.

“What happened?”

He doesn’t respond. You can see his shoulders tensing, see the annoyance on his face. But what right does he have to be annoyed with you? He’s the one who showed up here in the middle of the night, dressed like a damn vigilante and covered in blood.

“Jason?”

He slams his fist on the kitchen counter, a chunk of the tile cracking. “Dammit, y/n! Can you stop asking fucking questions for five minutes?”

His sudden outburst has you flinching, drawing your body further away from him. Never, never in your life, has Jason ever spoken to you like that. But this isn’t Jason.

Jason is equally stunned at his outburst, but he doesn’t care. The adrenaline is pumping and why do you have to ask so many questions anyway? Can’t you just let him sit and think for a minute?

He growls at the thought. “I just want some damn peace and quiet, is that too much to ask?”

The sound of the cracking tile is echoing in your ears, the room filling up with Jason’s angry voice and the kettle boiling and your own thoughts. Everything is overwhelming, everything is just too much right now. You squeeze your eyes shut, willing it all to go away.

Jason keeps talking, digging the knife even deeper.

Finally, you snap. “Jason,” your voice is calm but your heart is racing, “get out.”

He stops mid sentence. “What?”

“I said: Get out!”

You expect him to oblige, or to argue. To do anything except what he actually does. Because when you say get out, Jason starts laughing. Loud, mocking laughter.

You scrunch your eyebrows together, staring at him in confusion. He steps around the counter, coming closer to you. You step back, extending your hand to keep some distance between you.

Jason doesn’t care. He keeps coming towards you.

“Get the fuck out, Jason. I mean it.”

He cocks his head to the side, “yeah? What are you going to do if I don’t?”

His words make you sick. A pit forming in your stomach, twisting into something nauseating.

“Get out,” you breathe, shoving your hand into his chest to push him back, “or I’ll call Dick.”

At the mention of his brother, Jason’s eyes go wide. He’s not sure what he thought before, why he was being so cruel, but the thought that you’re so scared you’d call his brother has him realizing how far this has gone.

“I mean it, Jason. Go!”

Your voice is so small, so broken. The sight of you makes his heart hurt. How could he be so cruel to someone he loves so much? Why does he have to fuck everything up? He wants to hold you, he wants to apologize, but you’re shaking so much and your eyes are glassy and he knows he’ll just ruin things more.

He turns on his heel and leaves your apartment, slamming the door behind him.

You rush to lock it. Your knees buckle and you slide down the door, the tears finally coming out. As much as you love Jason, you really fucking hate Red Hood.

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It takes a while after Jason leaves for you to gather your composure. Your hands still shake and your cheeks are still slick with tears, but you force yourself to stand and remove the kettle from the stove. You manage to pour yourself a glass of hot water and toss a tea bag into the mug before reaching for your phone.

You click on Dick’s contact and start to type a text.

Keep Jason the fuck away from me.

Dick is more than surprised to receive your text. You barely message him as it is, but the tone in the text is way different than usual. All he can think is: what did Jason get himself into this time?

He’s bursting through his brother’s door within a minute of your text, finding the man hunched over on his bed with his head in his hands.

“What did you do?”

Jason looks up, eyes bloodshot and sore. “Fuck off, Grayson.”

“I will,” he nods, “when you tell me why y/n asked me to keep you separated.”

“Y/n asked you that?”

Dick raises an eyebrow, prompting him for an answer. Jason can only sigh, forcing himself into his feet, still clad in his uniform from last night.

“I-I wasn’t thinking straight…I went over there right after that last fight and-and I started yelling. Y/n asked me to leave and I fucking laughed like it was some kind of joke.”

“Jesus,” Dick mumbles.

“I-I didn’t realize how bad it was until I really looked and saw how fucking terrified y/n was of me.”

“And then you left, right?”

Jason says nothing.

Dick presses. “Right?”

“Only after y/n threatened to call you.” Jason’s face burns with shame and anger and regret, and he just wants to hit something right now.

“You fucked up, Jason.”

“Don’t you think I know that, Dick?!” He snaps. “Y/n will never forgive me for this. I ruined the only good thing I ever had.”

As much as he wants to berate his brother for his actions and tell him how much of an idiot he is, Dick can’t stand to see him like this. It’s true that the only good thing Jason has ever had to himself was you, and Dick knows that losing you could send him spiraling worse than ever before.

He sets a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Come on, take a shower and get dressed. Meet me in the car in 5.”

“Where are we going?”

“To see y/n. You’re going to make this right, okay?”

“Dude,” he tugs on his hair, “y/n’s not going to want to see me again.”

“That’s why I’m coming. I’ll be a buffer, and maybe things will be less scary for both of you.”

Jason groans. He hates when Dick’s right.

—

You’re hardly surprised when Dick shows up at your doorstep, Jason in tow. “Can we come in?” Dick asks.

You unlock the door, slowly moving it open. “Both of you?”

“If you’ll have us.”

You let the door swing open, gesturing for them to come in. Your heart is beating hard in your chest, the sight of Jason after last night only making the pain fresh again. Still, seeing him makes your heart flutter.

They settle in on your couch and you sit on the plush chair across from them. You fold your hands, bringing your knees in. “So, what brings you guys here?”

Dick says nothing, only nudging Jason in the ribs with his elbow. Jason squeezes his eyes shut before opening them again, braving a glance at you.

“Y/n,” Jason’s voice cracks, but he keeps his tone soft and gentle, “I am so, so sorry.”

You stare at him, picking out the streaks of grey in his hair and the dark bags under his eyes.

“I was such a jerk last night, I was so disrespectful to you and your wishes and-and I can’t imagine how scared you were.”

You swallow hard, looking at Dick for guidance. He looks back, eyes full of concern.

“I never want you to be afraid of me. I never want to see you like that again. And I-I understand if that involves never seeing me again.”

The thought of never seeing him again, of never having him wrapping you in his arms and reading to you again, has you choking on the lump in your throat. Tears slip out of your eyes, trailing down your cheeks.

“I-I don’t want that all,” you whimper.

Jason’s eyes light up for only a second. “You-you want to keep seeing me?”

You shake your head slowly. “I love you, Jason, and even if you were an asshole, I still do. I don’t want—I don’t want you to leave me.”

You’re full on crying now, tears rolling down your cheeks.

Jason approaches you slowly, giving you time to back away if you want to. You stay put, watching every step he takes to get closer to you. Finally, he closes the gap between you and pulls you into his arms.

His large frame envelops you, strong arms holding you tight to his body. He kisses the top of your head, stroking your hair. He murmurs into your ear, reminding you how much he loves you and how he’ll never hurt you and how he would do anything for you.

Dick watches awkwardly from the couch, wondering if either of you will notice (or care) if he decides to slip away.

#batman #batfam #nightwing x reader #nightwing angst #hurt/comfort #red hood #red hood x you #red hood x reader #red hood angst #jason todd x reader #jason todd angst #jason todd x you

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uva124 · 27 days

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WOAHHHHHHH OC DUMP OC DUMP OC DUMP TELL US ABOUT YOUR OC PLEASE

@wings-of-sapphire, I don't think you understand the monster you just summoned with your question (I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YEARS FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ABOUT MY OC AND I WON'T LET THIS OPPORTUNITY PASS)

CoughCough Of course I'll tell you about my oc ( the others oc too because I want to introduce you to all my children, if this is going to be long)

LET'S START!!!

These are my main ocs! (One is missing, but when I drew this I didn't have the space lol)

I have to tell you that I created most of these ocs when I was just starting to draw, don't you believe me? *throws some of my old drawings in your face*

Sorry @emillyverse, none of them have names yet, I'm a terrible creator lmao

OC 1! 🌻

She is the oldest of all, she went through MANY changes in her desing, but I leave you some information about her:

-Pronouns: she/her

-Interests:Science and botany

-Personality: Shy, somewhat serious at first glance (She is actually very cool), insecure in some cases other than science or gardening

At first I thought of making her as a forest guardian, but I wasn't convinced and now she's a normal girl lmao

OC 2! 💜

She is the second one I create (she is the one with long straight hair in my old drawings) her creation story is a little funny, because it came from a mod that I designed for fnf LMAO

I really liked FNF, and seeing how the fandom created their own mods with their own characters encouraged me to create my own oc, obviously I never created a mod for the game, but it was fun desing it for myselfed.

(That's how it was in the beginning)

I wanted to make her look more human and the result was what she currently

-Pronouns: she/her

-Interests: Mechanics and reading.

-Personality: She may seem calm at first, but she is actually very energetic and cheerful! but she shows that part of her with her closest friends ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

And as a curious fact, THE GIRLS ARE A COUPLE :D!!!!

They dynamic is literally moon x Sun, only their color palettes appear to be the complete opposite, I quite like giving these types of twists.

Also, I like the idea of they meeting each other in a bookstore or a flower shop!

(I'm dusting off my sketchbooks from a few years ago to make this blog, but I have to admit that I still like this drawing even though I did it like 1 and a half years ago)

OC 3!🎶

I would summarize his personality as someone very relaxed and calm, but that doesn't mean that he is a joker and sarcastic from time to time (especially with the oc that I showed a few moments ago, because they are cousins but consider themselves like brothers)

-Interests: Music and basketball

OC 4!🩷

I don't usually draw her much, but I love her and draw her from time to time, her personality is to be somewhat serious and sarcastic (similar to KOW! Gabo's personality I think)

-Interests: Baseball and fashion

I'm probably going to reblog this post, but for now these are the main ones that I have created among MANY OCs that I have designed

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love-toxin · 1 year

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Joker from persona 5 for the smut alphabet with a gn reader if i may ask lovely 🌹

ohhhhh u got me in a p5 mood babey!!!! <33

joker [akira kurusu] - (a-z)

(cws: gn!reader, various kinks, roleplay, very few minor spoilers, couple mentions of body insecurity, ambiguously post-canon, dirty talk, mild possessiveness, gags, a bit of public indecency.)

A = Aftercare

Such a cuddler. He's clinging to you before you've even caught up with that last big gasp your orgasm punched out of you, snuggled right up to your side with his arms around you to ease you back down from that near-unreachable high. He holds you so tight and so warm in his chest, squeezing you just hard enough not to hurt but to comfort--and as soon as you're calm enough for him to get up, he slips down into the cafe to make you some tea and fix you a little snack. He'll even run out to the grocery store down the alley if it's still open, if you ask him for something he doesn't have on hand. No gesture is too much work for his baby, and he's never too tired to do something that will make you smile.

B = Bondage

Tying you up? Yeah, he likes it--more than he should, he feels. It's kind of strange to think of himself as a kinky person, he feels a bit like a pervert in that sense, but the thrill he gets out of binding your arms back and leaving you helpless before him is totally undeniable. He likes that you can't cover your face to hide those pretty expressions he draws out of you, and he loves hearing you beg to touch him back with a blindfold snug over your eyes. You don't even know what you want, you can't tell where the pleasure's gonna come from next and you couldn't prepare for it even if you did--you just turn into a sweet, needy mess that just has to lay back and be worshipped, and what's not to like about that?

C = Cum

He cums a lot, much more than average, and he's pretty aware of it even though he's relatively inexperienced. It's potent and probably an effect of his persona's power since he never really noticed it before, but either way it just gushes out of him like a firehouse and it's pretty hard to control. He makes such a mess whenever he tries to pull out and shoot one out on your legs or your tummy, but your face is always a huge casualty too. It gets in your eyelashes, your hair, down your chin, your brows, just everywhere. He's like a one-man bukkake, and while it's something he's a little insecure about it's honestly impressive. It's pretty cute when he apologizes for it too, and blabbers on about how you just sounded and looked so adorable that he couldn't help himself...

D = Dirty Secret

If you were really insecure in the beginning of your relationship and had a hard time relaxing while doing the deed, Akira has gone into Mementos alone and searched out your shadow to see if he could help you from the inside out. His reassurances never seemed to go anywhere and since you always ended up feeling worse for not being able to just enjoy yourself (probably because of some insensitive comment from an ex or just self-esteem in general), he knew it had to be something deeper that maybe he could help you with. He really wasn't expecting your shadow self to spill your guts to him at the first sight of him without any battling necessary, and he also wasn't expecting that questionably hot dark version of you to paw at him and push him down to climb on top--but since it seemed to help you tremendously in real life, Akira secretly heads down to Mementos whenever you get stuck in a depressioned rut, and fucks that other self of yours stupid to remind the real you of how gorgeous and absolutely desirable he finds you.

E = Experience

Akira hasn't got too much experience with intimacy itself. He's rarely ever had crushes, even, up until he met you--and after you, he never found the same feelings welling up inside when he thought about anyone else. Before you dated and when he was in that phase of just crushing hard, he tried time and time again to turn his affections elsewhere so as to not ruin your precious friendship by confessing one-sidedly. But that only made him realize that you really were the only one for him, and he would never want anyone else except for you. How could anyone even try to measure up, let alone compare? You're just perfect.

F = Favourite Position

Missionary man all the way. He likes other positions but none feel as intimate to him, he likes the hitch of your legs around his waist and the untouchable closeness of being chest to chest and mouth to mouth as he makes love to you. Plus your hands on his back accelerate the experience for him, being surrounded by you and cushioned by your body and inside you all at once....it's a dream that he would never trade for anything. But of course, he's not entirely close-minded; he's definitely willing to experiment if his angel wishes for it to be so, he would be absolutely tickled pink to sit and listen to you talk with a hot face as you explain to him what you want him to do to you, how you want him to move you, and how you want him to take you.

G = Gloat

He's not really a mean kind of person (not unless it's directed towards someone who seriously deserves it) so it doesn't come out too much in the bedroom, or in any aspect of your relationship. But he does get possessive, and he has a habit of letting his stream of consciousness spill out in a murmur right next to your ear, all while he pins you where he wants you and gives you something to moan about. "Nobody gets to have you like this but me. You think I would ever give you away? No, precious. Never. You'd have to kill me before another man puts his hands on you, and even then they'd never take care of you as good as I do. Only I can make you cum the way you need."

H = Hair

He's just really not a hairy guy, he's got some bush and a bit on the undercarriage but he shaves it to the point that it's pretty sparse, but what he does have is quite dark and wiry. So if he ever did leave it untamed you'd be in for quite the jungle to cut through, but even so he'd at least trim it for you because he's a gentleman. And on the flipside, his inexperience means he doesn't know really know what to expect, so whatever you choose to do with your own hair is just what he assumes is normal. He has no business telling you to grow it or shave it, and he wouldn't because would it really make any difference? Your hair or lack thereof isn't what attracted him to you so it really doesn't have any bearing in the grand scheme of things.

I = Intoxication

Not much of a drinker, but if you have a night out with his friends from high school he can get quite clingy with a drink or two in him. Twirling a piece of your hair around his finger and mumbling in your ear about when you can go home, or just when you can find a place to sneak off--no, he's not too drunk, he can be quiet while you play with him. He promises. (Lie) His friends are definitely gonna hear you giving him brain in the bathroom at the bar, and it's gonna be quite the awkward situation to come back to with Akira's fumbling and his red cheeks and Ryuji laughing his ass off in a half-shocked half-congratulatory reaction.

K = Kiss

J = Jack off

Not a big self-pleasurer. Porn isn't really his thing, in video form or in magazines, and with his open-concept room he's quite aware of the lack of privacy that might compromise an unsuspecting visitor's image of him. Plus he's got a hard time controlling his volume. So if he does do it, he keeps it short and sweet, but when you're dating he usually just saves it for when you're over or you have a bit of time to sneak away for a rendezvous. You make him feel better than touching himself alone does anyways.

He's not a kissy person in a public setting, really he can barely hold your hand in public without getting flustered. But that shyness goes out the window the moment you're alone, when nobody's around to see it Akira could spend the rest of his life just planting soft, fluttering kisses all up and down your body. He especially likes to kiss your hands and your knuckles, and especially when he's buried inside you and looking down on that sweet face that makes him so, so happy. He'll just take your hand and bring it to his lips, squeezing your interlaced fingers and planting kisses on each knuckle until you're squirming and warm under the constant attention. He loves to feel you clenching down on him when he does that, it makes it feel even more special and so much more passionate.

L = Lazy

If he's too tired or if you feel like doing all the work, he's happy albeit a little shyer than usual to let you get on top and ride him. He tries to beg you to sit on his face instead, he doesn't want you to see how red he's gonna get and how pathetic he'll look when he gets to watch you....but he'll probably lose like he usually does against you, and you'll get to watch that pretty face contort in all sorts of ways as you bring him to his end faster and even harder than usual.

M = Marking

He'll leave some scratches and a few bruises here and there, but never anything too severe or sore. He does enjoy it when you drag your nails down his back though, he wants to see those raised streaks of red in the mirror the next morning and know that he fucked you good, good enough for some of them to bleed. It's an almost masochistic kind of pleasure that he's not sure of where it stems from, but he likes it and it makes him happy so it really doesn't matter all that much.

N = CNC

It's not something he's ever really considered, but he might enjoy playing out a scenario while he's donning his Joker costume. The masked hero taking his reward from an adorable victim who owes him their life....yeah, that's not a bad idea at all. Especially if you whimper out those little cries of "This is wrong, sir!" while you moan at the same time, that really revs some kind of desire he didn't know he had. He always ends up turning a little soft in the end and dropping the act when he's ready to cum--that's when he's so vulnerable that he just wants the affection of his angel and nothing else.

O = Oral

Again, pretty inexperienced in this avenue, but he really wants to practice and try it out to get better. He wants you to love having his head between your thighs, he wants to be known for it--he wants you to quiver when he suggests giving you head, and fold when he looks in your direction and makes a gesture that lets you know exactly where he wants to put his mouth. Having you grip his hair and hump his face because you can't get enough is his dream, and he's determined to make it a reality. Especially since you seem to be effortlessly good at it, either because he's extra sensitive or because you just know all the things he likes and every button to push to have him spurting ropes down your throat in minutes. He wants to get that same reaction out of you, he's got to.

P = Panties

Honestly he really likes the idea of fucking you while you're wearing his clothes. Or jerking him off with your hands donning his infamous gloves. But as far as underwear goes, he likes licking you over it and leaving a big wet patch from his spit in the fabric as you tremble and start messing it all up, especially when he pulls away and you just whine that he's a tease as you start touching yourself under it. It's such an easy way to have you looking all cute and clingy and staining your clothes like he's marking his territory.

Q = Quickie

You'd think he wouldn't be too fond of potentually exposing himself in public, but quickies are one of those things that he feels so dirty doing it actually leads him to doing it more. He's definitely humped your throat in an alleyway a couple times, and even let you ride him atop the ceiling of a palace or somewhere deep and hidden in Mementos while the others look for him. Mostly cause it's fun, but also because it really turns him on to think that you're needy enough that you'd urge him to do something so indecent that could get you both in so much trouble--and because he loves you, he simply has no choice but to satiate you when you need to be serviced. Ah, what a regrettable, yet unavoidable curse!

R = Risk

There's not much of a risk factor with him, he plays things pretty safe even when you're doing things in a bit of an impromptu manner. Teasing him about doing things a little more raw after you get married is a one-way ticket to flustering him though, and giving him the idea of not using a condom or not pulling out because you're completely devoted to each other....it's a dangerous thought. It's so intimate and you've only done that a couple times, so thinking about doing it all the time and leaving you leaking and full of his seed just shifts something around in his brain and makes him totally sensitive and shy until he gets it out of his system. Besides, a lot of that comes from you suggesting the two of you having a wedding and him being your husband--how is he supposed to react when that's his deepest desire and something he's already saving up for?

S = Spit

He likes having you clean his cock with your spit, and he gets unfathomably dirty with it if you let him run with it. Mutters on about how "You left my lap all sticky, go ahead and clean it up for me." with a hand perched in your hair. He sticks his fingers in your mouth and shifts them around like he's doing an inspection before he lets you lower your mouth to his dick, and it's all to have you salivating so your tongue's nice and wet when you move to lick your own cum off his glistening shaft. Make it as wet and sloppy as possible, and he'll reward those dripping, swollen lips with as many kisses you can handle--on both ends, no less.

T = Toys

Absolutely no idea what he's doing with them. If you explain to him that they help you get where you need to go, so to speak, then he'll be happy to explore them a little more with you. You'll have to introduce him slowly cause it intimidates him a little, especially if you're more familiar with them than he is--but once he gets a handle on them, he actually turns into kind of a pervert about it. He'll buy you something new that he wants to try together or just something he knows will make you cum really fast, and he always, always wants you to demo them for him. Show him how good you feel with them, won't you? He's gotta know if they work so he can take them back if they don't. Has to be a diligent customer, right? So don't be shy about telling him everything you're feeling when you touch yourself with it for him to watch.

V = Volume

U = Unfair

That quiet nature masks the biggest tease on earth, you could swear he's like another person when you're alone or when you're with his friends. From making dirty jokes to placing a well-timed hand on your thigh during a group conversation over dinner, Akira teases you like it's his day job and he always reaps the benefits as much as he pays the consequences. As possessive as he can get when he really gets into that mood, a plea from Yusuke to make a nude painting of you will get a burst of laughter out of your boyfriend, before he playfully jokes that he could stand in and describe you to him instead because he knows you inside and out. A playful shove and a chorus of giggles and lighthearted scolding from Ann for being a pervert later, and Akira will be on top of you in his bed with lust-filled eyes and a whispered promise that he'll never let someone else peek at you under your clothes. "That's all for me, isn't it sweetheart?"

He likes to think he's quiet but he's really not. You can hear him moaning from the bottom floor of Leblanc if he's touching himself while waiting for you to arrive, and you just have to thank the powers that be that he never does it while the café is open, lest he get the most embarrassing lecture from Sakura that would just burn him alive. Gagging him with your underwear or a hanky is really the only option if you want to take things elsewhere or if there's people around, or else bystanders are gonna get some pretty visceral descriptions about how hard Akira's gonna cum for you and exactly how soft and tight you are as you're squeezing his cock.

W = Wildcard

His favourite way to receive head is to be on top. It's weird, at least he thinks so, but he just really like the idea of straddling your shoulders, hunching over you to clutch a pillow in his arms above your head, and slowly rock his hips to plunge his cock down your throat in a steady rhythm. You can't move, can't get up, can't even speak in this position, all you can do is spit and choke and gag when he gives you a spare moment to breathe, but it's all at his command, all at his leisure. He likes the thought of possibly falling asleep while he's nestled so deep inside you, and pinning his hips to your poor face as you're forced to lay there and just suckle on it until he cums hard enough to wake up. It's quite the vulnerable position, but if you ever agreed to try it with him, he might just die out of pure adoration and worship you to the heavens.

X = X-Ray

Smooth and unblemished. It's mostly on the straight side with a bit of a curve down, and not too slim but he's got some heft packed on to the underside that makes it feel a lot heavier. The tip has a deeper ridge that you really feel when he first pushes in, deep enough that it catches when he pulls out too and makes it feel like he's suctioned tight inside you and can't pull out without some force. But that also makes it easier for him to plug you up with cum, and when he does unhitch himself, he always leaves it spilling out quickly and making a right mess all over your poor legs. His balls aren't huge or especially heavy, but they're shockingly soft and pretty smooth and almost artistic in the way they rest against your backside when he's nestled in deep inside you. Also very, very sensitive, and you can feel them twitch whenever he cums as they tighten up and then relax once his cum starts pumping out and easing the pressure. He mumbles about how dirty you are when you lick them because of how your head's positioned, but you both know he loves it and it makes him even cuddlier and needier with you after he cums.

Y = Yearning

Nothing turns him on like you calling him your hero. Teasingly or seriously, it stirs something inside him that can't be ignored--he promises to be your hero always, to do the right thing and to rescue you whenever you need saving, wherever either of you may be. But it's a little more flustering when he makes those promises with a husky voice by your ear and his cock straining his pants, cause you'll know exactly what he means when he asks if, as your hero, he might have a reward from his helpless, darling little civilian that owes him their life.

Z = Zzz

He prefers to sleep through the night but he doesn't fall asleep too quickly after sex, although it's a different story if you wake up next to him and notice him humping his pillow or the sheets--or your leg, if he's situated just right. Sometimes he's awake and just didn't want to wake you, and sometimes he's asleep and just having a really good dream. Either way, you have full and expressed consent to hump him right back if you want to, or just push your pajama bottoms down and let your boyfriend sleepily push his cock inside to keep it warm. He'll try his best not to cum, but no promises, okay?

#joker persona 5 #joker p5 x reader #akira kurusu #akira kurusu x reader #ren amamiya #ren amamiya x reader #spicy writing #persona 5 #persona #smut alphabet #ellie writes #anons

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sing-me-under · 3 months

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I love the way Marcus To draws Tim Drake in Red Robin. So iconic. But also, DCAU Timmy Todd’s hair is fun too.

I’ve been thinking about the idea of the Robins and identities, and I thought it would be funny if Gothamites wouldn’t know how many Robins there are because they change their hairstyles.

For example: everyone knows that the first Robin grew up to be Nightwing because he had the same side part for forever and also people saw him grow up.

But then Jason shows up, clearly a different, much smaller Robin. Then he dyed his (dark brownish red) hair black and has a growth spurt, and suddenly there’s probably another Robin, and that’s the Robin Joker brags about killing.

But there’s still Robin with a slightly similar middle-part hair style and countenance, and Two Face is so certain that Joker was just bullshitting. But Batman also looks at Tim in the mask and green shorts and can only see Jason, so Tim parts his hair to the side, opposite where Dick normally parts it, and slicks it so it stays put. Tim looks in the mirror and thinks that his parents would scold him for looking anything less than clean cut. Tim goes overseas to train with Shiva and comes back with an updated costume and hair style (and he’s taller than Jason was at 15) and that’s how people recognize Robin 4 (?).

Then Tim starts to fill into his own identity beyond that of being Jason’s replacement, and he gets to be himself with YJ and the Titans, so he stops slicking his hair to the side and lets it fall naturally. And that’s a new Robin right there. Or maybe he spikes his hair up 90s skateboard style, and that’s another Robin entirely.

There’s also a funny little thing where Cass wears the Robin suit for a few nights, and not a single person realizes that that’s a different person wearing the R even though her hair is down. (They think Robin just didn’t want to style his hair those days.)

And of course, there’s girl Robin. Everyone recognizes blonde girl Robin. She sounds exactly like Spoiler.

Then Robin (4 or 5???) comes back or maybe this is an entirely different Robin. Gothamites can’t seem to agree or disagree.

And of course, everyone knows when Stabby Robin comes onto the scene.

And then.

And then there’s like forty Robins and no one has any idea who is an official Robin as recognized by Batman or just some teenager starting their vigilante career.

I’m just saying though. No one knows for sure how many Robins there were. Sometimes, changing hairstyles is enough to pass as a different person, especially if there is no frame of reference.

#personal #dc #batfamily

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cerealforkart · 1 year

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I made myself these little dress up dolls because everyone’s getting changed all the time, here’s the first batch, outfits pre-episode 13

Design notes under the cut

[part 2] [part 3]

Lincoln

* I would first of all like to thank Lincoln for being shaped like a model (long boy) and thus very easy to dress up

* I forgot that Link needed to tear off his sleeves to make Normal a diaper in lesson 14, so in lesson 11 he grabs a sweater when I assume he goes home between escaping the FBI and returning to school

* Lincoln is so comically tall the Teeny costume (which I just moved from Normal to Link and edited to match Link’s pose) only reaches his knees. It actually looked so stupid that I had to edit it to make the Teeny costume slightly longer in the legs

* Link has two roombas in his room, he’s a clean boy, he isn’t walking around Taylor’s house in his bare feet, he doesn’t trust like that, it’s sock time

Scary

* I actually originally planned for Scary to have more piercings, but I forgot to add them in lesson 1. Let’s just say her mom won’t let her go crazy on the piercings, from what we’ve heard in rad facts (wouldn’t let her get a tongue piercing or learn guitar) that sounds in character

* I wanted to do the Shit Garden logo on Scary’s shirt like one of those metal bands that only people who like metal can actually read, but I only have so much time and patience

* I want so badly to play with Scary’s hair more, but I haven’t really had the chance, I hope there will be more excuses to give her different styles in the future, I like the braided bun for fancy occasions a lot

* Big T-shirt and shorts are peak pyjamas, love it for her. Also, you don’t need to know how long I spent trying to come up with something for her shirt to say

Normal

* Don’t tell anyone but I kind of miss drawing Teeny’s big stupid head every day, it was easy comedy

* I did actually draw a Jimmy Buffet design on the shirt before scribbling over it, you can barely see if you look closely

* I don’t actually have anything to say about Normal’s dance outfit so I guess I’ll just take this opportunity to talk about my Normal design in general. He was the one it took me the longest to land on and I’m still unsure if I’m happy with him, I want his hair to be long enough to just sorta hang and be greasy, but not so long that it will get in his face too much and I still consistently fail on it

* Not much to say about his sleepover fit either. Froggy :)

Taylor

* I had originally planned for everyone to be wearing their bracelets on their left wrists but in episode 8 it’s mentioned that Taylor is wearing his on his right, at that point I think I had only drawn Taylor’s bracelet once so it was easier to just change his and let him be a special boy (also, they keep the bracelets on post-FBI because Taylor never really has an opportunity to take it off and the others wear theirs in solidarity)

*After Lesson 10, Taylor swaps out the crest of friendship from Digimon to wear his dad’s ring of swapping as a necklace, he tends to grab at it when his dad or the topic of betrayal comes up

* I hate Taylor for his dance fit. No longer my favourite son

* Not really a design note but I watched the Sailor Moon dub in three parts on youtube with my little sister huddled around our home computer after school, we’re real OGs

Hermie

* I finally decided to add the Joker makeup to my Hermie design, I found a powdery sorta brush to use for it so now he’s a true clown. Good for him I guess

* You may notice that I’ve tweaked my Hermie design and his colour scheme just a little bit. This is because white Hermie is dead and you know what? Good for him. I also made his hair a little wavier for Scam, you’ll start seeing the updated Hermie design (as if you can tell there’s a difference other than the very slight change in hairstyle) in lesson 16, because I drew the lesson 15 pages before episode 23 came out and I wasn’t going to go back and change them

* Stupid Joker tie. Hate it

* No sleepover fit for Hermie. Tragic. They need to have another sleepover and include him

#these are so much fun #love my kids #love their stupid outfits #dungeons and daddies #dndads #lincoln li wilson #scary marlowe #normal oak #taylor swift dndads #hermie the unworthy #doodly

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thedarkone121 · 3 months

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Just Dance Fan Art: Jack Rose

I think I’m too deep into the Just Dance fandom to escape now.

I will say, Jack was very hard to draw, for some reason! Actually, no, I think the reason why I had so much trouble was his torso — that area was so cluttered! Why do you have so many straps for that boa?!

Not sure if this was my best work in terms of posing. I also had a revelation that a lot of the Just Dance coaches will look like the Joker in some way, so there’s that little piece of information for new artists in this fandom 🤣

But the boy is done! And I really do love his hair and I’m really surprised by how well the boa turned out. With that, I guess it’s time to move onto my Fallen Prince Playlist design; Obsidian Crow… 🐦‍⬛

#darky draws #just dance #just dance 2024 #jack rose just dance #jd jack rose #fan art

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 year

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A Batfam request you say?

How about a Jason Todd x artist male reader hurt/ comfort?

I feel like Jason feels pretty lowly about his own appearance, when it comes to all the scars on his body, reminders of what happened.

His boyfriend ( Reader) just out of nowhere asks if he could draw Jason, Of course Jason would ask why.

And the reader just replies with something like, 'You may not see much, but when I look at you, I see my whole world and future'.

Jason Todd x male reader

Headcanons

I’ve always found it kinda romantic and sweet when you see those scenes in movies with scenarios similar to this, so I had to write it the moment I saw it hehe.

- I agree that Jason most likely has some body image issues, I also think he’s self-conscious about the stretch marks I believe he has, as growing a lot of muscle over a short period of time creates stretch marks. He would most likely also have stretch marks since he was so tiny as a kid but is so big now.

- Jason also has some scars on his head, though they are mostly covered by his hair, from the time the Joker decided he needed to bust his head open with a crowbar.

- Jason acts like he isn’t self-conscious as he doesn’t see it as a valid reason to be feeling bad, I mean, he’s alive and healthy, mostly, so he has no reason to dislike his body, right?

- You notice it after a while though, in the way Jason always covers up in long sleeved and baggy shirts, hoodies or jackets. How he always avoids looking at mirrors for too long or how he works out at home because he can’t take seeing himself in the gym mirrors.

- You have caught him many times poking and looking at his body when you’re sitting and sketching, how he will lift his pec and let it drop just to look at the scars and stretch marks.

- You’ve caught him more than once staring at himself in the mirror when he finally stands in front of one, and looking disgusted with himself as he runs his hands all over the scars and other marks that litter his body.

- You have always drawn Jason, he’s your muse, how could he not be? Hes so beautiful in your eyes, every part of him from his eyes to his kissable lips, to his scarred hands and muscular thighs, he is like an Adonis figure to you.

- Most of your drawings of Jason have just been small personal sketches though, when he’s sat on the couch with the sun hitting him just right, or sketches of him from behind as he bends down just a little to cook.

- You are almost embarrassed to admit just how many pages in your sketchbook Jason covers, you haven’t shown him since you know it would make him flustered and make him feel embarrassed.

- But as times passed you’ve tried to think of ways to make Jason see himself in the light you see him, as the handsome man he really is even if Jason himself doesn’t see it.

- You’ve tried compliments and flirting, or hugging him and kissing his hands and shoulders muttering about how much you love them. Jason never takes it to heart though and you can tell.

- It’s a normal day when you return home to find Jason sitting on your shared bed in nothing but a towel, still slightly damp from a shower, his hair slicked back so it’s pushed out of his face.

- Hes sitting with his hands fisted in his lap, his fists almost shaking as he stares down at his body. When you first step into the room you can’t see the expression on his face, but as you get nearer you can see his eyes are wet.

- Making your way over you try to reach for him and ask if he’s okay, but Jason almost flinches back from your touch like he’s scared of it.

- It ends up with you sitting down beside him and not touching him since it seems to put him on edge and make him feel worse. Its silent between the two of you until you finally ask what’s wrong and tell him you won’t judge him.

- Jason’s never been much for talking about emotions, but you both decided communication is very important in your relationship, so he ends up confessing how he feels about his body somewhat, telling you he hates his scars and stretch marks and how they make him feel like a monster.

- You take his hand in yours after hesitating a little, and when he doesn’t pull away you lock your fingers with his and life his hand, turning it so you can kiss the back of it. You may have an idea that’ll help at least a little.

- When Jason looks at you ask if you can draw him, really draw him, not just sketches and the likes.

- Jason’s always loved your art, but he’s never let you sit down and truly draw him, so he doesn’t know what to say when you ask. You tell him that you want to show him how beautiful he really is to you, and though he hesitates Jason ends up agreeing because what could the harm be, and it might distract him from how he’s feeling about his body.

- Jason moves further up the bed and gets into a comfortable position, whilst you find a chair so you can sit back and get a full view of him. Hes still just wearing the towel and though he looks slightly uncomfortable with the situation, you can also tell he wants to do this with you.

- You get to work drawing him in one of your high-quality sketchbooks, really putting in the work to show on paper just the kind of man Jason is, and as time passes Jason seems to relax more and more until he’s comfortable on the bed.

- When you finish your drawing a few hours later, the two of you having spent the time just talking and listening to music, you get up and crawl up the bed to him, holding your sketchbook to your chest.

- Laying down beside him you ask if he’s ready, and though his anxiety about his appearance seemed to have come back somewhat he agrees.

- When you flip the sketchbook to show him, he almost doesn’t recognize himself at first. What you’ve drawn looks nothing like him if you asked Jason, the man you’ve drawn is handsome and muscular, his scars and stretch marks seeming to only make him look even more handsome.

- Jason is silent for a while, just taking in the art you drew, until you quietly tell him this is how you see him. That’s when the tears from before gather in his eyes again and for a moment you fear you’ve made him cry, until he turns his head and tucks it into your chest.

- Your sketchbook ends up somewhere to the side as you hug him, kissing the top of his head as he cries silent tears into your chest. Letting him get it all out, you wait with bated breath as he pulls back, face flushed and damp from tears, still fearing you did something wrong.

- That’s when Jason tells you no one has ever seen him as beautiful as that, that you make him so happy, and he can’t ever figure out what to do with the fluttering you give him in his chest.

- That’s when Jason leans in and kisses you, a kiss full of love and passion, trying his hardest to express just how he feels about you. After this the two of you cuddle, holding onto each other as if the other would drift away if you let go.

- Jason still feels self-conscious about his body, but maybe it isn’t so bad when you seem to love him so much.

#male reader #dc #jason todd #red hood #dc imagine #dc headcanon #dc x male reader #dc x reader #red hood imagine #red hood headcanon #red hood x male reader #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd headcanon #jason todd x male reader #jason todd x reader

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strawbchez · 10 months

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FROM THE GANGAN JOKER TWITTER

ANNOUNCEMENT FOR MEMOIRE 59

Run through Google translate ^

Astolfo is so cute I have never wanted to hug a fictional character more than I do now JUST LOOK AT HIM!

Also is it just me or is Roland more buff. Mochizuki did confess that everytime she draws Roland he gets better physique (and fluffier hair) but wow this is wild.

He’s so cute I can’t take it I love him so much he deserves so much better, if there's any Astolfo haters out there you better keep your opinion to yourself!

We see this panel in the extra chapter from vol 9 it’s just larger this time and notably missing Olivier's glare of annoyance despite the larger space.

Roland looks so sad I need to know what happened between him and Astolfo so bad.

This scene is set up that it makes my immediate thought that it will be the last panel of the chapter or that it will be the last panel before we step away from Astolfo's past and go back to the current timeline (since we know that some panels contain stuff that seems to happen in the current timeline) but I do think it might be the opening page of the chapter since it seems to start where 58 ended.

Translations by me! Sorry if it’s botched I tried making it make sense!

Guess we’re getting more Astolfo pov this chapter and judging by the panels shown earlier (like 10 days ago) I’m guessing the first part is going to be flashbacks about him and it ends suddenly here or adds more?

Either way the characters we see in these panels seem to be from current timeline (these are the panels)

Oh shit. I mean we did get confirmation on this by Georges, once again in the extra chapter (thank you Georges and the extra chapter) but it’s nice getting it straight from Astolfo (or younger Astolfo). Seriously though what happened? Conflicting interests? A vampire attack? The churches interference/manipulation?

In this context, I guess this shows that Roland’s aware of Astolfo’s thoughts on him since it puts focus on his face in the panel. He definitely doesn’t approve of Astolfo's worship of him but I don’t see him confronting him about it though so I don’t know what happened there.

(Sorry for how off centre it is!)

The guy who I presume is Charles' vice captain from the last chapter is behind Roland once again making me believe this is directly what happened after chapter 58 ended since that was were he was when Charles called for Roland.

I do think that it's Charles saying those lines since there wasn't anyone else in the room except the scar guy who doesn't seem to be speaking and Astolfo who clearly isn't saying that.

That seems to be Astolfo going up to Roland since the feet are small and bloodied. I do think that Roland was disappointed in himself for only being able to save one person which is why Charles is getting him to look after Astolfo so he knows he at least saved one life (which is quite sweet but this guy looks like a manipulator so...)

Roland looks so traumatised though and I'm not sure why. Astolfo was in pretty bad shape but the cloak (I think it was Roland's cloak?) was covering his body last chapter and I'm not sure if he still has it on in this panel so maybe that's where all the damage is? Or some other reason, maybe he was just shocked Astolfo was still alive after what happened.

Also I do have a life outside of stalking Mochizuki's twitter page (I just check it every 3 hours every day even in class it's not a problem)

#vnc #memoire 59 #vanitas no carte #vanitas no shuki #the case of vanitas #astolfo granatum #roland fortis #charles vnc

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peterparkersnose · 2 years

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ALSO IT’S ME AGAIN. HEAR ME OUT: barry keoghan!joker with a harley quinn-esque reader oh yes

Apprentice

barry keoghan!joker x reader

barry keoghan!joker x harley!themed reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: SMUT m!receiving oral, descriptions of grime, creepiness of the joker, perverted remarks, mentions of sexual toys and alcohol, a small sort of age gap, manipulation, nudity

a/n i hate this lowkey, but i love this lowkey. also love barry, i miss writing for druig.

summary y/n is a senior in college in an apprenticeship at Arkham. She meets Joker, and falls for his peculiar ways.

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read time: 7 mins 12 seconds

Taking an apprenticeship your senior year of college is normal. You have studied Psychology for nearly four years now, it was time for you to research your field. It was between Northshore Asylum or Arkham Asylum. You hoped for the Northshore card out of the draw with your lab partner, but you got the shorter end of the stick.

Northshore was a kind place. Great funding, well cared for patients, it even sat along the lake. But you were given Arkham. Arkham was in the city southern to yours, Gotham. You’ve heard of some not-so-great things that happen there. Gotham was usually a large topic in your county’s news. You knew of infamous criminals lived there in some questionable conditions.

***

You chose your white pencil skirt, and matched it with your black blazer. Looking in the mirror, you sighed. Today was your first day in your apprenticeship. You quickly tied your hair up into a loose bun and grabbed your purse. It was time to leave.

Pulling up to Arkham in your white preppy car felt out of place. It was a dark building with dark gates. You could have sworn the sky was clear when you left, but a sudden cloud seemed to linger around the place. There wasn’t even any gate service. You just pulled into the crumbing parking lot, ignoring the cracked windows in the service center.

You were met with a doctor almost immediately when you entered the facility. His name was Doctor Fox. Oddly enough, he searched you. You felt foolish when he had to take your earrings, you should have known better than. Obviously, nothing even remotely sharp was allowed in by the inmates. When walking into the briefing arena, you noticed the lack of staff. It was an understatement to say Arkham was understaffed. One employee to a cell of six. That was in the more low-risk areas.

Your heart dropped when Doctor Fox walked past the low-risk ward. He pulled you aside, right outside the high-risk doors.

“We’re starting you off on a high case. Your marks are some of the highest we’ve ever seen from your area. Is it true you specialized in lunatic insanities?” he asked. Shocked at his bluntness you replied “Yes, I have been for the past two years.” you assured him. He shook his head in approval and brought you in.

You were horrified when you walked in the first chapter of the ward. The women's ward. Dusty stained glass boxes were their only way of seeing sunlight. Blood stained the concrete walls along with other dark stains. The bars were built so tightly together, maybe a finger or two could only pass through.

“We’re not stopping here,” Doctor Fox assured you. “You ever hear of the Joker case?”

You stopped in your tracks. Ignoring the hissing and slurs from the women around you, you turned to Doctor Fox with a concerned look.

“We’re trying to find the affects of acid on the brain. Nobody has lived like him with that much exposure.”

“So your telling me I’m studying the Joker?” you asked, crossing your arms. “Miss L/N I recommend you do not speak to your superior with such… tone.” he hissed, guiding you towards the men's ward.

Eerily quiet, you held your breathe as you looked at the equally horrific conditions that these people had to live in. “Finger, please.” Doctor Fox said, extending his hand for yours. He took your pointer figure and placed it on an electronic pad. You were impressed by the advanced security around this one man versus the other residents. “We take our security around him very… seriously.” he said. You felt a chill go down your spine.

“I’m going to lead the first session, you are just going to watch. Do you understand?” he asked. You shook your head.

The door clicked and unlocked. You looked towards the floor, fighting every instinct to look. You first heard his heavy breathing, and then his haunting voice.

“You brought me a lady today, Foxy?”

You swallowed and took your seat next to Doctor Fox. The Joker sat across from you two, shackled at the opposite end of the table. “This is Miss L/N, my apprentice. I understand you will show her resp-” “Quite a beautiful young lady, hmm? Tryna tempt me, Foxy?”

You felt the lump in your throat grow as you felt his eyes burning into you. “Take notes,” Doctor Fox reminded you. You moved your eyes from your shoes to the pad of paper resting in your lap.

“She won’t look at me.” Joker giggled. “Too afraid to see the acid man?”

Your lip quivered as your eyes moved to the table. Following the metal sheen, you made your way to his hands. The bloodied fingers, bitten and ripped nails, and the scarring on his hands made you feel compassion for this man. Your eyes met his.

Your heart stopped. You audibly gasped. He gave you the ugliest smile you’ve ever seen. The patches of missing hair, the scarring everywhere on his body.

You kept his gaze as your breathe caught up to your heartbeat. “I-I need a break,” you announced, almost slamming your pad of paper on the table and erupting through the doors. You slid down on the wall and brought your knees to your chest.

Doctor Fox soon entered through the doors, and placed a hand on your shoulder. “It’s not easy. But we need to resume session.”

You walked back in the room and met his gaze again. He was laughing in his seat. He would be rolling on the ground if he wasn't shackled to the chair. “I scare ya that much sweetheart?”

You ignored his comment and started taking notes. An hour into session, you were bored out of your mind. He had been very obviously dodging comments about his childhood, his past lovers, his education. Trying to get information out of this man was very hard. Looking at the scarred lines of his face, you tried to wonder what he looked like before the accident.

“I was beautiful, oh, so beautiful. If your wondering, darling.” Joker slurred. “I can see you watching my face, honey.”

A chill went down your spine. Thank god the timer went off, todays session was over.

***

After your concluding statements with Doctor Fox, you found yourself needing to use the restroom. After downing about three water bottles, you had to pee.

The public restrooms were down the hall from the prisoner restrooms. Following the signs, you caught a quick glimpse of the prisoner showers. And to your luck, there stood your new study washing himself. He didn’t notice you. No, not at first. You watched him scrub his scarred back. You were enamored with the scars, tracing over each dip with your mind. Then, he noticed you. Making eye contact, he let out a loud laugh. Startled by this, you made your way quickly towards the bathroom.

You cursed yourself for being so stupid while sitting on the toilet. If Joker spoke, you could loose your apprenticeship on your first day. Peeping on your subject in the shower? Are you kidding me? Fox would have you fired on the spot, you just knew it. Why were you looking at him in the first place?

No.

Oh, no. No.

You weren't attracted to this monster. Were you?

You pushed those thoughts to the back of your head. You quickly finished up in the bathroom, longing for your unopened bottle of wine waiting for you back at your apartment.

And of course to your luck, just as you were leaving you were met with the man again. He was with a guard escorting him back to his cell. You gave the guard a quick nod, ignoring him in complete. Making your way down the hall, you heard shouting.

“Fight!” you heard someone yell. You turned your eyes back down the hallway, and saw the guard escorting the Joker panicking. He had to go help this situation, but he couldn’t leave him there. “Nurse!” the guard yelled down to you. “Come escort him back to cell E-2949.”

You grabbed the Joker’s shackles from the guard, and gave the Joker an honest look. You could see the pain of a real man behind those eyes. More guards ran past you two by the second. You started walking towards the E block of cells, finding them empty but the last one.

He sat in his cell, staring at you through the safety box. He was surprisingly quiet. You gave him a nod, preparing to leave.

“Y/N!” you heard from him. You were shocked, how did he know your name? “Fox briefed me on you. Before you know, you studied my fucked up brain!” he laughed. “You are very, very beautiful. I meant that in there. Joker doesn’t lie.”

You felt a blush coming to your cheeks. “I am very sorry about your… accident.” you sighed. “I can tell you were a very beautiful man. You are a very beautiful man.”

Joker laughed, this time it didn’t scare you as much. “Are you, beautiful beautiful Y/N flirting with me?” “And what if I am?” you smirked. He brought himself close up to the bars.

“You are making me extremely hot,” he spit out. “Keep your job, baby doll. We can keep this between us. I promise, I promise I won’t pull anything. Maybe your hair,” he whispered, taking a few strands of your hair in his fingers.

You opened the safety gate, and met him inside. Still in his shackles, he moved his hands to move your glasses up on your face. “What are you doing?” you asked him, chest rising up and down. “You know what it takes to get blown in here? I have been craving a sweet, sweet mouth like yours.” he sighed. He then licked your chin, and made his way up to your temple. “Do me the pleasure honey, please.”

You couldn’t resist his temper. The demeanor of his voice, the longing for the touch of a woman. Your hands wandered to the waistband of his prison pants. He let out a loud sigh. You got down on your knees, searching quickly for any guards nearby. You pulled down his pants, and revealed the bulge growing in his boxers. “Oh honey, you are so good. So good to me.” he whispered, placing his hands on your head.

You took his penis out of his boxers. It was beautifully scarred like the rest of him. You gasped at the size of it, not knowing what to expect. You carefully guided your mouth onto it, grabbing the base near his balls.

Joker laughed the whole time. The farther down your throat he went, the more you loosened up. When you began to gag, it got him going even more. Laughter and moaning mixed filled your ears.

He didn’t give you a warning when he finished. You just felt hot, warm cum drowning down your throat. He grunted a sane grunt, one a stable man would make.

Slowly taking his dick out of your mouth, he grabbed your chin just as the tip fell out of your mouth, leaving drops of cum on your chin and chest. “Such a good, good girl.”

You tidied yourself up, using a bit of water from his nasty prison sink. You buttoned up your blazer once again, and fixed your messy hair.

“See ya next week you hot piece of ass!” you heard him yelling down the hall.

You swallowed once again, walking past the results of the fight. The cafeteria was trashed, blood was on the floor.

You collected your belongings at the front desk and made your way to your car. The taste of cum was still sitting in your mouth.

Now waiting at home was a bottle of wine, and your vibrator.

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