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acourtofidiots · 2 years

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Tease [poly!lashton]

⇨ wc: 5k

⇨ warnings: basically pure smut daddykink!ashton, sir!luke, oral (male & female receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, teasing, use of toys, bondage, ballgags, ass play, anal, double penetration, aftercare

⇨ a/n: i originally wrote this back in April 2020 on my previous 5sos sideblog (castaway-cashton) and i’m reuploading it now on this blog. enjoy! :) (this was also inspired by this video which absolutely killed me)

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You loved it when they played in Los Angeles. It gave you an excuse to go see your boyfriends as they played their hearts out in front of the energetic crowd and an excuse to get out and have some fun since work was cracking down on you, which led to you staying late at the office almost every day these past few weeks.

You danced with your boys to the beat of an All Time Low song, the rhythm making you sway your hips as you raised your hands in the air. The two Australian men sandwiched you between them, hands roaming your body as they took you in. The hem of your skirt moved up and down as you moved your hips, threatening to expose the skin hidden underneath there. Ashton moved his hands from your waist to your ass, squeezing the flesh before giving it a quick spank. You squeaked at the sudden sensation, hands moving to grab onto Luke’s shoulders. “God, you’re so hot, baby,” Ashton groaned, lips trailing from your shoulder to your ear, giving your lobe a soft nibble before making his way down again, hickies following his trail.

You hummed, eyes closed in pleasure as you rocked your hips. You could feel the raging boners, straining against the fabric of their pants and your lips quirked up in a smirk, proud of the effect you have on them. The smirk quickly disappeared from your face as Luke moved his hands underneath your skirt, rubbing the smooth skin above your center. Eyes darkening at the realization, the man before you quickly moved his hands away to grab onto your hips, stilling your movements. “Why aren’t you wearing any panties, princess?” He raised an eyebrow, eyes boring into yours as you let out a shaky breath at his question.

“I don’t know,” you replied, moving Ashton’s hands towards your center. “Guess I wanna have some fun tonight.” Ashton bit down on the juncture between your neck and shoulder, giving the bite a quick lick before pulling back and spinning you to face him. Calloused hands cupped your jaw, hazel eyes holding a stern look as he looked you up and down before settling on your face once more.

“You know the rules, baby. You should always be wearing panties,” he said, eyes glancing behind you before returning his gaze to you. Your heat throbbed at the sight of Ashton. The stripes on his shirt rippled with his movements, the silk material fitting him wonderfully. You were eager to get your hands on him and have your way with him but you knew that you couldn’t, especially when it was almost time for the band to go perform. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt Luke’s hands moved towards your core, rubbing over the cloth a few times before slipping under your dress and rubbing teasing circles on your clit.

You bucked your hips at their teasing. “Daddy, please, I’m sorry,” you whined, throwing your neck back onto Luke’s shoulder, inhaling the smell of his shampoo and shuddering when Luke gave a harsh smack to your pussy.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it, baby. You’re going to be punished when we get home, understood?” Luke hummed in your ears, giving your lobe a soft bite before moving down your neck, leaving soft kisses in his wake. You whined at the feeling, hands moving back towards Luke’s crotch as you slowly started to palm his aching boner. Ashton was quick to grab your hands, tsking when you pouted.

“Be a good girl for us, brat. Or you’re really going to get it when we get home,” he warned, eyes flashing before settling on your heaving chest. One of his massive hands moved to cup one of your breasts, fingers tweaking your nipple in a way that had you whimpering in need. Before you could give him an answer, a knock was heard on the door, a crew member popping his head in.

“You’re on boys,” he nodded towards your lovers, closing the door behind him as he went to fetch Michael and Calum. You sighed as they withdrew their hands from you, leaving you aching and practically dripping onto the carpet. Ashton gave you a quick peck on the lips before turning towards Luke and repeating the action.

Grabbing their equipment, they gave you one last warning look before departing the room. You sighed, collapsing onto the nearby couch. This was going to be a long night.

The concert was torturous.

It seemed that Luke and Ashton performed harder than ever before, knowing just how hot you found them when they were playing their hearts out. Sweat dripped down the skin, dirty images forming in your mind as you thought of how sweaty they would be when they were making you cum over and over again. You clenched your thighs together at the thought, catching Ashton’s eye when he grabbed his water bottle and taking a swig when Michael was giving his little speech in between songs. He winked, licking his lips slowly just to make sure that you get the full effect of his teasing. You let out a low whimper, fingers itching to go take care of yourself but your feet stood firmly in place, seemingly frozen in place. Ashton smirked, giving you a knowing look before returning to his drum set.

He pulled down the microphone, looking around the arena. “You wanna fucking scream for me?” He grinned, free hand motioning in a ‘come here’ motion. “C’mon!” The crowd screamed at that, your jaw dropping as Ashton turned towards you with a giant smirk on your face and a giving you a quick wink in your direction before facing the crowd. The fact that he was saying stuff like this, on stage, made you even more needy for your boys. The fucker knows how much you loved screaming for him while he pistons his cock into you, hands roaming your body as you become overwhelmed with pleasure.

Luke, on the other hand, almost spit out his water when he went to the base of the platform where the drums were sitting to grab his water. He glanced at Ashton, seeing his cheeky smirk before directing his gaze towards you, hands itching to return to their place on your hips. You licked your lips as you took him up and down, bulge pressing against the smooth backside of his guitar. The butterflies in your stomach fueled the lust you had for your lovers, mind clouding with thoughts of what you wanted them to do to you after the show was over.

You let out a sigh of relief as the boys did their final bows. Luke could see how antsy you were, not being able to stand in the same place for very long and hands fidgeting together in hopes you could calm yourself down. He ran towards you, Ashton quick to follow the blonde’s lead, scooping you in his arms and twirling you around before dropping you and placing a heated kiss on your lips. You moaned as you felt a pair of hands behind you, pushing you forward.

“Let’s go. You’re in so much trouble babygirl,” Ashton muttered. Butterflies fluttered about in your stomach at the thought of the punishment you have ahead of you as Ashton dragged you and Luke behind him, weaving through the crowded hallways towards the dressing room. Once inside, you were pushed against the door, chapped lips pressing against yours. You tangled your hands into jet black locks, giving them a tug and smirking as Ashton moaned against your lips. Tongues battled for dominance as you continued to kiss him, caught up in the feeling of hands roaming your body. You whined as he pulled away, a smirk on his lips.

“Be a good girl for us and don’t make sound, honey,” Luke whispered, switching places with Ashton. The blonde gets down on his knees, lifting the hem of your dress up and guiding your hands to hold it. He left soft kisses in his wake as he made his way down your stomach, stopping at your dripping cunt and looking at you with determination in his eyes before delving in. Your back arched off the wall as you felt his tongue lick at your clit, pleasure starting to run in your veins. Ashton stepped in beside you and pushed your back down against the wall, effectively restraining you from moving any further.

You bit your lip as Luke continued to flick your nub with his tongue, trying to muffle your sounds as Ashton moved the top of your dress down to free your bra. He lowered the bra, practically inhaling your left nipple, sucking on it and giving it a harsh bite when you let out a quiet whimper when Luke inserted a slender finger into your awaiting hole. Your walls immediately clenched around the digit, pleasure flying through your veins like electricity. Luke grabbed your ass, delivering a quick spank to the flesh of your thigh.

“Be a good girl for us, Y/N,” he groaned as he pulled away, lips and chin shiny with your juices. He raised an eyebrow when you didn’t give him an immediate response, hand cupping your neck and giving a small squeeze. “Give me an answer, sweetheart,” he says, enjoying the way your eyes flutter shut when he gives another squeeze to your neck.

“F-fuck. Y-yes, sir,” you moaned, body jolting a little bit as Ashton gave your nipple a sharp bite before licking it over again to smooth it. Luke’s finger sped up, another finger joining the other one that was hitting against that spot inside you. Stars appeared behind your closed eyes, the coil inside you starting to build up as he continued to pound his fingers in and out of your cunt.

“You gonna cum, princess? Gonna cum all over Luke’s fingers?” Ash purred, hands tweaking your nipples. You nodded, teeth digging in your lip, blood starting to appear as you tried so hard to contain your moans.

“Yes, d-daddy. Please, may I cum?” You choked out, Luke pinching your sensitive clit in between two of his fingers. Your hips started grinding against his hand, eager for the release you’ve been anticipating all evening.

“I don’t think so, honey, you’ve broken the rules and naughty sluts that break the rules get punished.” And with that, the men withdraw their hands from you, leaving your body shaking and withering as you felt your orgasm drift away from you.

You felt tears start to form as you tried to slow your breath. You wanted to cum so badly, it wasn’t fair for them to tease you the whole show and then deny you of something you craved desperately. You huffed and pouted as you waited for the boys to get changed, annoyed that they denied you of your orgasm. Your thoughts were interrupted when you saw your boyfriends making you, hands roaming each other and obnoxiously moaning into each other's mouths. You whined when you caught sight of them, feeling left out and upset that they continued to tease you. They pulled away, a string of saliva left in between their rosy lips. Luke broke into a grin, enjoying how desperate you were to touch them.

They quickly got ready after that, changing into comfortable clothes before making their way to your car in the parking lot behind the arena. You climbed in and buckled up before pulling out and starting on the journey home.

Traffic was unusually good. Very minimal traffic on the highways and lucky light changes allowed the three of you to return home in record time. As you pulled into the driveway, the nerves in your stomach returned, anxiously anticipating the night ahead of you. Pulling the keys out of the ignition, you turned to get out of the car but stopped when you felt Ashton grabbed your wrist.

“Go upstairs and strip, brat. Wait on the bed and don’t you dare touch that naughty pussy of yours. Got it?” He hissed, hazel eyes boring into yours. You gulped, nodding quickly before he released his steel-like grip from your wrist. You scrambled out of the car, the two men following quickly behind you. You fumbled with the keys for a moment before unlocking the front door, stepping into the front entryway and tossing your keys and purse onto the table by the door. You toed off your shoes before making your way upstairs, sneaking glances at your lovers as they stood in the dark hallway, whispering amongst themselves.

You quickly stripped once you arrived at your shared bedroom. The dress slipped over your head before undoing the clasp on your bra and removing the offending undergarment before you were left bare, the chill in the bedroom making your nipples harden. You settled down on the bed, feet planted on the ground as you waited in anticipation. The aching in between your thighs was starting to become unbearable, wetness dripping down your legs and onto the duvet underneath you. You rubbed your thighs together, hoping for some sort of relief from the torcher your boyfriends put on you. You considered rubbing one out but they would somehow know that you broke yet another rule but your thoughts were interrupted by Ashton and Luke entering the room, boners straining against the material of their sweatpants.

Ashton walked towards you as Luke headed to the closet, rummaging around before pulling out a box. Your heart dropped as you recognized what that box was used for, squirming away from Ashton but he was quicker, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at him. “Don’t run away from your punishment, sweetheart,” he spoke, voice low and dominating. It sent shivers down your spine and a rush of wetness down south. “Hands and knees, slut.” He let go of your jaw, joining Luke at the box as they dug around for what they would need for the night.

You did as you were told, turning around and facing the headboard as you shifted into position. Your arms were shaking in anticipation, not knowing what your boys had in store for you. You jumped slightly as you felt the smooth surface of a paddle rub against your ass before lifting up and coming down with a harsh spank. You cried out, eyes shutting and body jerking forward at the sudden sensation.

A hand gripped your hair, pulling your head back so that you looked directly into Ashton’s eyes. “You better start counting or you’re going to make this much worse for yourself,” he growled lowly, raising the paddle again and spanking the opposite cheek of your ass.

“Two!” You cried, painful pleasure running through your veins. You felt Luke’s hands rubbing against your red skin, helping you relax a little before moving lower, slipping in between your dripping folds before sinking in your awaiting core. Your brain was overwhelmed, not being able to focus on the anticipation of the next spank nor the hands currently winding up your body like a toy. A second finger slipped as the next spank hit your ass.

“Three!” And it continued like this. Ashton would spank, Luke would tease your pussy, and you were a sobbing, dripping mess by the time they were finished. Tears leaked down your face and your chest heaved as you tried to calm yourself down. But the coil inside of you kept growing and growing until you were thrashing on the bed.

“Please!” You wailed, arms giving out and dropping your upper body on the mattress. Your walls kept clenching around Luke’s fingers, wanting something more to help you achieve your orgasm that you so desperately wanted. Ashton tangled a hand through your hair, yanking your head back so that you looked at the ceiling.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum, brat. You don’t deserve it after what you did tonight,” he sneered, pushing Luke back from you and flipping you over so that you were on your back. You winced as the cool sheets met your bare ass, still warm and red from your spankings as Luke approached you with a pair of silk ties. Ashton moved his hands from you as Luke looped one tie around your arm before securely attaching it to the bed before moving to the other side of the bed and repeating it on the other arm. “Not too tight, baby?” He asked, making sure that you were comfortable. You gave the ties a test tug before shaking your head. “Good,” he smirked before reaching for a ball gag and securing it behind your head.

They pulled back and took you in, all bound and gagged at their mercy. The turned towards each other, an evil glint in Ashton’s eyes as he surged forward and pulled Luke into a bruising kiss. You let out a muffled moan as you watch them make out, hands roaming each other and removing clothing so that they were both left bare in front of you. Ashton shoved Luke to his knees, taking his cock in his hand and giving it a few pumps before looking towards you once more.

“This is what happens when you decide to be a brat, Y/N. Brats don’t get what they want,” and with that, he surged his cock into Luke’s awaiting mouth, gagging slightly at the sheer force of his cock. He groaned at the tightness of Luke’s throat, tangling a hand through his golden locks as he started to rock his hips forward. Luke’s hands moved to Ashton’s ass, gripping it tightly as he relaxed his throat for Ashton. You were upset that they were doing this in front of you. They knew how much you love them getting physical with each other and being denied the privilege of getting involved made your cunt ache with desire.

Ashton groaned as Luke moved one of his hands to cup his balls, rubbing them together as Ashton threw his head back in pleasure. “Such a good boy for me, Lu,” he groaned, hips increasing in speed and the sounds of Luke’s muffled moans and your desperate cries filling the room. You wanted to touch them so badly but you knew that there was no way to get out of your situation without having to deal with your dominant boyfriends.

“F-fuck. Gonna cum, g-gonna cum in that tight mouth of yours,” Ashton moaned, hips stuttering before releasing a deep groan and releasing his load into Luke’s awaiting mouth. The blonde turned towards you, opening his mouth to show you what you were missing before swallowing it down. Ash yanked Luke up and kissed him passionately, lips molding together and tongues battling for dominance. You pulled at your restraints, wanting to join in and have them touch you but alas, you were stuck on the bed thanks to Luke’s handiwork.

They pulled back, turning towards you with predatory looks on their faces. “Aw, poor baby,” Ash tsks, making his way towards the box and pulling out an object that caused immediate dread to wash over you. The hitachi wand and your boyfriends were a dangerous combination, especially in situations where you were bound to their mercy, and you knew that it was going to be a long night ahead of you.

The boys climbed on top of the bed, Ashton facing your dripping core while Luke laid down next to you, hands finding their place on your breasts. “Now,” Ashton began, turning on the wand and playing around with the settings. “We’re going to have our fun with you. You won’t fucking cum unless we tell you to, got it?” You nodded, eyes warily following the wand as Ashton traced it down your stomach where he increased the vibrator to the highest setting and put it directly on your soaked cunt. Your head flew back as the vibrations immediately took a hold of you, sparks of pleasure filling your veins. You knew that you won’t be able to last much longer so this was going to be a real challenge for you to not to cum from the hitachi alone.

Luke’s hands busied themselves with your nipples, twisting them into stiff peaks before leaning down and taking one into his mouth. You gave a muffled shout as he gave a gentle bite, licking it over to soothe the pain. Ashton hummed as he took in the sight before him.

“My, my. How I wish we could give you all the orgasms you desired tonight, but no,” he paused as he gave a slap to the meat of your right thigh, “you had to be naughty and break the rules. I was looking forward to fucking that tight cunt of yours all night long but I guess we can’t have nice things.” You groaned as he moved the vibrator up and down your pussy, the impending climax starting to get closer and closer the more he moved the vibrator. Kneeling before you, he hitched your hips up and off the bed, resting your legs on his shoulders before his tongue met your wet core.

You thrashed about in your men’s arms, trying to get away from Ashton’s mouth but he was relentless, licking all around the vibrator before making his way south to the tight ring of muscles. He teasingly licked over it before delving right it, tongue licking and prodding at your asshole. Your hips bucked into his mouth, wanting to get closer to his mouth. Luke pushed your hips down, mouth pulling back from your overly sensitive nipples to look at what Ashton was doing to you.

“You like that, Y/N? You like it when Daddy plays with you like that?” Luke hissed, hand moving from your breasts to the wand, where he took it over from Ashton so that the man could slip a finger into your asshole. Your eyes widened at how quickly your orgasm was building, the combination of Ashton’s fingers and Luke’s maneuvers with the vibrator had you shaking and moaning loudly. But your boys knew your body, and just as you were going to tip over the edge, they pulled back, removing their hands and the vibrator from you.

Fresh tears leaked down your face, desperation starting to take over as your orgasm faded from your body, leaving you empty and absolutely soaked. “Aw, does our baby want to cum?” Ashton cooed, tracing a calloused finger across your cheek before undoing your ballgag. The finger traced across your bottom lip before tapping on your bottom lip as a signal to open up. You widened your mouth and eagerly sucked at his finger, twirling your tongue around it and giving deep sucks as if it’s his cock. He groaned as you took it to the back of your throat, hoping that your little show would make them less harsh on you. Eventually, he had enough and pulled his hands away. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll get to cum soon. Luke, get the lube.”

Luke obeyed the command, heading to the box and digging around for a moment before producing the bottle from the box. He tossed it to Ashton, who gave you a smirk before setting it to the side for a moment so that he could undo your restraints. Luke rubbed on the chafed skin before giving each wrist a few soothing kisses. He laid down next to you, tapping his thighs. You immediately followed his directions, clambering onto his lap with a bit of difficulty. The pain radiating from your ass was sharp and you sucked in a breath as you settled down on Luke’s lap, knowing that bruises would be there in the morning. Ashton moved behind you, settling in between Luke’s legs as he opened up the bottle of lube. Luke lifted you up by your hips, lining his cock up with your soaked pussy before lowering you, pleasure immediately flowing through your veins.

A cool liquid hit your burning ass, temporarily soothing the inflamed skin before dripping down. Ashton quickly scooped up the liquid, rubbing it over your puckered hole before easing the tip of his pointer finger into your hole. You immediately clenched around his finger, burying your face into Luke’s neck as Ashton eased the rest of his finger in your hole.

“Relax for Daddy, sweetheart,” Ashton murmured, focusing his attention on how your hole swallowed his finger. You took a deep breath as you forced your body to relax. Luke left kisses around your face, hands playing with your hair as he tried his best to make the whole thing as comfortable as possible. As soon as you relaxed, Ashton began to pump the sole digit, twisting it around and opening you up.

After a few moments, Ashton began to insert another finger, twisting the digits together before slowly inserting them once more. You moaned loudly, pussy clenching down hard on Luke, making the guitarist let out a sharp hiss.

“Fuck, Ash, she really likes that.” He squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best to not cum so soon. The digits in your hole moved slowly before increasing speed. You threw your head back as pleasure coursed through your body, the coil inside you starting to form as Ashton scissored his fingers. A hand came down on your ass, a squeal emitting from your lips as Ashton leaned forward to nudge his nose against our ear.

“Such a naughty slut, enjoying my fingers in your ass. You love it, don’t you?” He bit your lobe before moving down to suck on your neck. You moaned loudly as you absentmindedly moved your hips, Luke’s cock rubbing your ways and inadvertently hitting that spot inside you.

Ashton pulled away, removing his digits and slathering his cock in lube before dribbling some more on your asshole. He rubbed the tip against your hole, pushing in slightly but not all the way. You wiggled your hips, impatient at how torcherous he was being. “Please, daddy, please fuck me!” You cried, tears leaking down your face and dripping down onto Luke’s chest below. He wiped your tears, pulling you down for a kiss to take your mind off Ashton’s teasing.

A sigh of relief escapes you as you feel Ashton ease his cock into you, finally happy that you have both of your boys inside you. They gave you a moment to adjust to their cocks, leaving small kisses around your neck and face. Your body was overwhelmed, pleasure filling your veins and endorphins swarming your brain, subspace starting take over.

“Fuck...Please move, daddy. I want your cock so badly,” you whined, rocking your hips back so that they got the hint. They shared a look over your shoulder, having a silent agreement between the two of them before Ashton eased his cock out and then pushing back in, Luke repeating the movements. You moaned loudly at the feeling of having two cocks inside you, stretching your walls with a delicious burn. Ashton hit your ass, hand gripping the skin before picking up the pace, hips slamming against the flesh of your ass.

“Such a dirty girl for us, babygirl,” Luke gritted out, thrusting up inside you. You screamed when you felt the tip of his cock hit your g-spot, body becoming weaker as you became overwhelmed with pleasure. You could barely hold yourself together, a constant string of moans leaving your mouth as the coil wound tighter and tighter inside you. Groans and grunts echoed around the room, the sound of skin slapping against skin becoming overwhelming.

A large hand wrapped around your throat, hands splayed out against your neck. “You’re going to cum for us, slut? Are you going to cum around our cocks?” Ashton growled, nipping at your ear lobe. You whined as Luke moved a hand towards your clit, rubbing harsh circles as his thrusts started becoming sloppy.

“Y-yes, daddy. P-please let me cum. I-I promise I’ll be a good girl,” you squeaked, head dizzy with endorphins.

He hummed, hand squeezing your throat as he pretended to contemplate your request. Your eyes rolled back as your airway became restricted, ragged breaths escaping your mouth as you were barely able to hold back your impending orgasm.

“Cum. Cum all over our cocks, baby.” And with that, you let out a high-pitched scream, body spasm. You couldn’t focus on anything except the movements of their cocks inside you, the warmth filling you as you felt them finish inside you. Your release dripped out of you, hitting Luke and the sheets below you as your eyes rolled back.

You must have blacked out for a moment because the next thing you know, you felt a damp washcloth in between your thighs, the sensitivity making you jump. Gentle hands soothed you, caring words filling your ears as subspace hit you with full force.

“Daddy, sir,” you whimpered, making grabby hands towards your boys. They immediately attuned to you, leaving soft kisses in their wake as they helped you into the already-prepared bathtub in the ensuite bathroom. The heat of the tub soothed your aches and pains as you settled in, bubbles piled high and soft music playing from Luke’s phone. They helped wash yourself, rubbing and massaging your sore body until you felt yourself come out of subspace.

“There she is,” Luke cooed, a grin appearing on his face. “There’s our good girl.”

You gave a small smile as you let out a yawn, hands stretching above you. You gave them a sleepy look, standing up and gratefully accepting the fluffy towel Ashton handed you. You dried off, taking your time to get out of the tub before making your way to the bed. You collapsed down on the bed, eyes becoming heavier as your loves arranged themselves around you, hands softly stroking your skin.

“‘M sorry I was naughty,” you mumbled, shifting that Luke was pressed against your back and Ashton was faced towards you. Ashton took your hands in his, kissing each finger before leaning forward and brushing a kiss on your forehead.

“That’s okay baby. We love you so much, darling.” And with that, you closed your eyes, sleep overcoming you almost immediately.

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honoredbastard · 3 years

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such pretty tears, baby boy ♡

“does this get you off?” “MGH! y/n please-” “ah ah ah-”

✻ ˒ ໍ CHARACTERS ♡ bonten!mikey, bonten!rindou haitani and sadist gn!reader. all above the age of 20. they’re all timeskipped.

✻ ˒ ໍ CONTENT/KINKS ♡ NSFW, EDGING, TYING, OVERSTIMULATION, Y/N BEING A soft SADIST-(?) MASOCHISTS, BOTTOM, BOYS, GIVE NO REICIVE. drug/addiction mention(s). MENTIONS OF PET PLAY.

✻ ˒ ໍ A/N ♡ Y’ALL SADISTIC GN!READER HAS ME BY THE NECK-. i don’t know how to write rindou nor smut well FORGIVE ME GODS OF SMUT- it’s just a little drabble thingy ma jig that really couldn’t be kept in my drafts for too long- manga spoilers? draken will be next time? also toy/gear mentions.

:: ִֶָ MANJIRO “MIKEY” SANO 𓂅

sex with mikey was usually nice, lazy, and quiet. on other days he’d devour your body like a starving man, but in reality he was a little on the frustrated side. sexually. at times he’d be away for business purposes as he’d tell you and leave sanzu or rindou to be your bodyguard. as for rindou you appreciated his company, he didn’t talk to you much but the times you’d cook for him ( he loves your cooking, bad or not this man will devour it in full. so will ran, ran is just all smiles and eating. burnt food? doesn’t bother him. ) and/or just a small conversation was enough for you to smile. although sanzu was a different story, the top trusted bonten members and mikey all shared a loft, including you. so it didn’t take a lot of time to understand sanzu’s.... addiction.

it didn’t bother you much but whenever you came out of your shared room with mikey, he’d stare. just stare at you calmly, sword or gun in hand. sometimes he mistook you for his s/o, other times he was too high to think straight and was sprawled out on the couch. half of his body melting into the floor. you wondered how he could do that comfortably.

but that didn’t matter anymore, mikey was arriving home soon and you snuck around to grab some things around the house. a rope (thank you high sanzu for complying and ordering one), a ball gag, a small paddle that shouldn’t hurt too much, and a blindfold. all things you ordered off the internet after studying in secret for weeks.

when you were alone, lonely, and sexually frustrated you stumbled across bdsm and kinks. of course mikey had kinks and interests that he’d expressed to you which you happily indulged in them. ( his spanks hurt, but they make mikey’s hips thrusting against you afterwards 10x better. ) at the time you just believed you were a maso with a bratty side and mikey had to many kinks to list that left you both in undying pleasure.

all until you were alone all over again, sanzu drunk and on whatever drug he smoked or popped this time. you were free to do as you want. a little on the dangerous side when your boredom stretched for hours on end when sanzu was sober enough to recognize your sneaking presence. at times he’d play along and sneak up behind you ( he’s too good at this when he has his sanity tbh ) and whisper in your ear “what are we hunting this time?” “OH FUCK!!” you’d scream and on reflex threw a fist at the man, who’s arms blocked his face and your fist. “sanzu!” you groaned, heart thumping against your chest like a race horse.

“i’m sorry.” you voice strained, scared that you fucked up this last time with sanzu and he was tired of it. “it’s fine, it’s fine. i’m the one who scared you. sooo... whatcha sneakin’ about for?” he grinned, leaning closer to your face. his eyes felt like he could see your lies before you’d come up with one, so you just told the truth.... parts of it at least. “i didn’t want to wake you and i got ordered stuff that i wanted to use online and i was gonna go get it!”

sanzu’s face that was inches apart from yours leaned away, he smiled politely before trotting back to the couch. “all good, just wanted to make sure boss’ partner wasn’t meetin’ other gang members. y’know?” his body practically melted into the couch, eyes flicking between you and the t.v before getting comfortable. “you know i would never, sanzu!” you grinned, he shrugged, eyes already half-lidded.

yup, he was about as stable as a dizzy ram for a few minutes there. you sighed and marched your way to outside where two small boxes were stacked above a bigger box. those were all toys- anal beads, a small paddle, dildos. you name it, you ordered it. you could already fantasize it- mikey under your touch, tied to a chair with every. single. part of him.... exposed. your body felt a shock through it, biting your lip to remain calm but it was hard for your ideas to settle.

you could already feel a knot building in your stomach that you had to get out badly. mikey would be a couple hours right? when you arrived to your shared space with mikey, you put the boxes in the closet and searched for something of his. something that smelled of him, that made you tingle in all the right places. you found a familiar black shirt so you took it, plopped onto the bed and held it in one hand while the other went to town on yourself. you began losing your mind from the pleasure as you started edging yourself - falling into a fantasy of your own.

mikey body was wearing ropes like clothes, you were staring him down with a smug smirk. eyes slow and attentive, it made mikey twitch when he watched. toes curled when you licked your lips, biting down on your cheek to stop you from devouring him right there. no no no, you had to have your fun. you inched closer to him, eyes never leaving his.

the man unable to speak was bontens number one, his life was right there for you to hold in your palms. you were aware of this, but you treated him like he was another civilian. he, of course, allowed you to. your hands brushed his untouched cock that was dripping with precum, “excited already?” you asked, licking the pent up contents.

mikey, who was gagged, nodded quickly before your warm tongue dragged itself from his base to his already flushed tip. playing with the slit for your own amusement while he tried to buck his hips to no avail. you were aware he’d try to get himself into your mouth, lure you into his trap where he has his way with you and not the other way around.

“ah-ah-ah.” you shook a finger at him, a teasing yet playful tone, your hand wrapped itself around his veiny shaft, slowly but surely raising the speed with each bite you placed on his pale thighs. he twitched and squirmed as he neared his release till you slowed down at the peak moment. you could hear his frustration through his muffled pants and whimpers. your fingers rubbed back and forth across his slit before placing a thumb there.

you looked up at mikey who’s cheeks were redder than a tomato, you kept looking while your mouth neared his inner thighs. you placed hickeys, ran a nail from the inside his hip down his thigh which made him squirm more. his skin flinched at the odd feeling, then you did it with his cock.

that sent him into an odd feeling of pleasure that made his toes curled, breath hitch, and eyes squeeze shut. raising yourself from the ground, you sat onto his lap with open legs for taunting him. “should i remove that ballgag? hmm?” you questioned, blowing into his ear before biting at the lobe. “so sanzu can hear your pleasure as i play with you to my heart content?” you licked behind his ear, his head jerked back slightly - free rain to kiss up and down his neck.

“i’m not letting you cum till you cry for me.. slut.” you clicked in his ear, he shivered at your dominance over him.

I’M GOING TO HELL FOR THIS ONE EVEN IF IT’S SHITTY LMFAO-

:: ִֶָ RINDOU HAITANI 𓂅

sex with rindou was about a mix of everything. it was like those ‘god making me’ tiktoks you’d stumble upon every-so often from your pure boredom. at times you were allowed to go to bonten meetings and overs you weren’t. ( rindou is keen on protecting you from the heavy shit he sees too often. especially if those meetings are fucked up. ) so when you weren’t either someone who was already informed like koko or ran which rindou trusted more than anyone to watch over you, to be your bodyguard.

the problem was, rindou didn’t touch you in the places that craved being touched. your bottom half was aching to feel his hands again, to become red, fading into purple and blues. aching afterwards but getting the best aftercare, you were treated like royalty after you let rindou have his way with you. you even missed his breeding kink that would never end and left you in a shaking mess.

yet although all the offers and signals you threw at him, he brushed you off. now this was getting on your nerves. very much on your nerves. so you set up a plan: overstim and edge your boyfriend beyond compare. you’d give him the best aftercare for a price. you were going to have your way with him, of course you’ll ask for consent and walk him through what you’d do to him. but after that the power exchange was all yours.

you’d both mutually set up on a safe word and if either of you couldn’t speak properly you set up a safe signal. rindou was invested in bdsm and you too, became invested into it. which may have flipped your sadist switch. the idea was to tie rin up or to a chair. you had plenty of gear ( both pet and non pet play ) and way too many restraining gear. which excited you of all the things you could do.

although you knew one thing for sure. you were going to play with his cock till it ached and tears were burning into his cheeks while you tried your way at humiliating him. he’d done this to you many times, restrained you, made your nipples harder than him. it was everything.

when you peered out of your room you saw ran sitting at the dinner table concentrating at something. “should i pester him?” you questioned aloud in a hushed voice, “hm? oh is that you, y/n?” “yes?!” you felt like you got caught, your voice was high pitched and confused which made ran laugh. “at ease, come on over here.” following his orders like a dog, you stumbled your way over to ran awkwardly.

you stared at the cards in awe, “are you playing by yourself?” “actually yes i am! would you like to play with me?” “sure!” you sat time with a smile, yyou seemed focused but your mind was somewhere else. far far away from the ground, it all played out with rindou’s loud moans and occassional grunts as your hand slid down his length. eyes flicking to him than the thing you were working so well for - applying your mouth soon after. though rindou failed your plans for his edging, you still went to town as he filled your mouth, riding his orgasim while you kept going. the pleasure becoming painful but it felt oh-so.... good.

thanks for reading! <3 it was horrible but fun to write 10/10. rindou’s part sucked everything that i had worked on was deleted and i’m still pissed so it’s not great, thank you!

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foenixs · 3 years

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Got7 + Toys

note: these are short headcanons for each member of Got7 and their favourite sex toys/utensils (just a lil sth to spark you imagination)

includes- sub!Got7 x dom!reader (I tried to keep it gender neutral; I only refer to the reader as noona once), nipple clamps, cockring, handcuffs, ballgag, vibrator, whip, blindfold

if you like my fics please reblog them with a nice comment or tag

none of the gifs used are mine

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Mark

Ignore the bubbles pls

You pull on the string and Mark’s body jolts towards you, his nipples red under the clamps. You move your hand through his hair, brushing it out of his face so you can see the innocent look in his eyes. The pleading face he makes, silently begging to be touched. But his nipples are already so sensitive, you knew that if you touched him any further, he would cum on the spot, and it was not time for him to finish yet. You push him back onto the bed, the string straightening and pulling on his nipples even harder. He winces in pain and his eyes roll back into his head, but he can’t deny the amount of pleasure he is feeling right now, as his cock is red and leaking with precum.

Jaebeom

“So pretty” you coo into his ear, holding his body up so he can watch your hands roam him, through the mirror. The cockring, nestled tight around his shaft, is sending vibrations through his body and you have to grip him tight, so he doesn’t squirm away from you. His body is covered in sweat, exhausted from the hours of edging you had put him through. His knees are trembling, and you are afraid he is going to collapse at any moment, but he must hold on just for a little longer. He was doing so good; you knew he could make it. The ringing of your alarm is music to his ears as the permission for his release was finally given. The floor was covered in semen before you could turn off the sound, but it didn’t matter, he had followed your rules till the end.

I couldn't choose between a sexy and a cute gif cause he's both

Jinyoung

The sound of metal echoes through the room as the handcuffs rut against the headboard, the man in their hold teasingly pulling on his restraints to test how well they’ll hold him back. You let the tip of the feather glide down his torso, drawing circles under his armpits and on his belly. Jinyoung shivers from the tickling feeling, struggling to keep still as he doesn’t want you to see how weak you make him. Your motions were so gentle and yet the feeling was so intense; he felt both safe and lost under you. He sighs deeply when you let the feather glide over his cock and it springs to life, leaving the boy ashamed and you with the sweet taste of victory.

Jackson

Tears were dwelling in his eyes, the pink ball gag stuffing his mouth and he had no choice left but to lay there and let you fuck him apart. His nails were digging into your back as you push his legs up even higher, burying your entire length inside of him. Broken screams left his mouth, and his chin was wet from the drool. “This is what you get for talking back to your noona, you just couldn’t keep your mouth shut could you?!” You leave a harsh smack across his ass, the tears now freely running down his cheeks, his arms shaking around you as it was all too much to take. He looks up at you with sorry eyes and you award him a nod, allowing him to tip over the edge.

Youngjae

The poor boy was shifting in his seat, trying to keep his attention on his members, but the light vibrations moving through his body made him grip onto the chopsticks for dear life. It had been his idea to wear a vibrator in public, wanting to try something outside of your usual vanilla bubble, but had he known you would have so much fun, playing with the settings, he would have thought of something else. He could not think of anything more embarrassing than getting caught by his members and still, as the night proceeded, his pants got uncomfortably tight and damp, by the hard member that was leaking underneath.

BamBam

“Did I allow you to stop counting? I am gonna start over again and again if you keep up this bratty attitude!” The night had started out with Bam whispering dirty wishes into your ear, his hands roaming your body freely as if you were his. That’s how he ended up bent over your bed, his ass on full display as you brought the expensive leather down on him repeatedly. He was wincing in pain, but he still refused to follow the simplest commands. He knew you would whip him all night if you had to but he didn’t care, nothing made him as hard as the sharp feeling of his skin getting assaulted and nothing made him feel prettier than seeing the scars the next morning.

Yugyeom

Yugyeom arched his back, his nose peeking out in an attempt to smell you, the blindfold over his eyes enabling him to see your next move. His legs were spread wide, his hands tied above his head and the thought of having absolutely no control drove him mad. He felt a light pressure at the base of his cock and let out a scream when you turn on the vibrations. The feeling was so much more intense when his senses were restricted; he started begging on the lowest setting. How cute, how innocent, how easy to ruin.

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drawing-way-outside-the-lines · 3 years

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Ok, it took me a while to send you these cause I wanted to read their bios first, but I realize not everyone is there... or at least I couldn't find everyone. I finally decided to go with Andy and River. Please let me ask them the following: 👙 💌 🥐 🌶️ 🖤 🤷 😮💣🗡️ 💪🌟👁️👿 thank you! ;)

Thank you so much for the questions, (I’ll let them answer for themselves) AND thank you for reading their bios, although I never expect that, but it means a lot when people do! Thank you 💖💖💖 I’m sorry you got lost on my blog 😅 but I assure you, if they are alive/born, they are there! (apart from the people I have living in my future AU, cause they simply haven’t been posted at all yet on this blog, so you wouldn’t have seen them anyway.) Main characters here <- (multiple pages, change page in left side of screen) Supporting characters here <- (multiple pages, change page in left side of screen)

👙 - do they have some particularly weird kink? Andy: *Chuckles hoarsely* How long time do you have? *cheeky smirk* Sex in front of mirrors, playing with someone while they drive a car, being played with while driving a car, Masochism, I love wearing “female clothes” not that I would ever think of myself as crossdresser or drag, I’m very into furries - but not real animals, Objectophilia, I get really turned on by shoulders for some reason? OOH! And long arms! And hands! Eyes! Xylophilia *chuckles cheekily* yeah I kinda get turned on by wood... well nature as well *shrugs* Uhhh.... cruising, food-play in any sort of way *cheeky smirk* public anything! Specially public bathrooms, and supermarkets! But like really small ones where you can find a quiet isle and have a quickie! *chuckles* just rarely ever wearing boxers in public.... rusty old junkyards, it’s something with the dirt, rust, metal, motor oil *moans* neon lights turn me on massively! *groans* leather, latex, dripping hot melting wax, whips, masks, ballgags, the freakier sex toys the better actually! *chuckles hoarsely* I like to get freaky okay? But most of it I can’t just go blabber about in public! Uhh... being dominated, being exposed in any sort of way specially in front of strangers! Urethral sounding, cum control, prostate milking *keeps going on probably for hours* 💌 - do you enjoy one night stands/having fuckbuddies? Andy: *Chuckles hoarse* Oh-ho yeah! The more the merrier! 🥐 - are they able to cook? Andy: Oh yeah! I’m actually a terrific cook! I know my way around a kitchen for sure. And it often surprises people! Guess I don’t look like someone who knows how to put a meal together? *chuckles* whatever man. 🌶️ - can they handle spicy food? Andy: Fuck yeah! *grins* specially for food-play! *wiggles eyebrows* 🖤 - do they wish to have someone else’s partner? Andy: Mmmmmpossibly. But I wont get into that. 🤷 - did they ever ruin something they couldn’t have out of spite? Andy: Probably *snorts* sounds like something I would do! But I honestly can’t remember - oh yeah! *Laughs loudly* I once threw a pair of my daughters heels in the harbor, cause she kept taunting me cause I couldn’t fit them. Well now the harbor wears them! I’m sure I did a lot worse things than that out of spite, but that was the one I could think of right now *chuckles* 😮 - do they feel like they own someone? their partner, their friends… Andy: No.... not at all. And I don’t think anything good comes out of that sort of thinking either. 💣 - do they get angry easily? Andy: .... I cry like a baby easily, does that count? *chuckles hoarse* 🗡️ - have they fought someone in the past? Andy: Yes. A lot of people. I used to get drunk a lot. And get into fights a lot. 💪 - what’s their ability they brag about the most? Andy: *Chuckles cheekily* My BJ abilities... probably... or just sex in general. 🌟 - do they enjoy being at the center of attention? Andy: Sometimes, yes, a lot. But other times I actually just prefer to hide under a hoodie. 👁️ - what do they think about their appearence? Andy: I like it, I mean, I’m not in love with myself or anything *he chuckles hoarse* but I mean.... I like the way I look, I’m satisfied... nothing I wanna change *shrugs* 👿 - how do they take criticism? Andy: Oh boy! That depends a lot on the day. Either I take it into consideration, laugh it off, give you the finger or break down crying *chuckles hoarse* it’s like ‘spin the wheel’!

👙 - do they have some particularly weird kink? River: *Has a slight malfunction in his brain* ........... no. 💌 - do you enjoy one night stands/having fuckbuddies? River: ...... *frowns softly* No. I don’t have sex with anyone, unless I am romantically involved with them. Or at the very least have strong romantic feelings towards them. 🥐 - are they able to cook? River: No. I mean, I wont starve, but I stick to sandwiches and pasta. Easy stuff like that. 🌶️ - can they handle spicy food? River: Yes? I suppose... but I probably have limits. 🖤 - do they wish to have someone else’s partner? River: No. I have the partners I want. I don’t envy someone elses. 🤷 - did they ever ruin something they couldn’t have out of spite? River: No? What exactly would I get out of that? *shrugs* 😮 - do they feel like they own someone? their partner, their friends… River: Absolutely no! *shakes head* you can’t “own people”. That’s called slavery. And that stuff needs to get buried once and for all, it has no business in the world! *grunts* 💣 - do they get angry easily? River: ... I’m not a person that gets angry often. It frankly takes a lot. Slavery makes me angry though, so let’s move on! 🗡️ - have they fought someone in the past? River: Both verbally and physically, yes. But very few times thankfully. I’m not much of a fighter. I just prefer to be left alone and live a quiet life. 💪 - what’s their ability they brag about the most? River: I don’t brag. It’s not very becoming.

🌟 - do they enjoy being at the center of attention?

River: Not at all. I prefer to blend in or not be seen at all. 👁️ - what do they think about their appearence? River: *Shrugs lightly* I’m okay with it. 👿 - how do they take criticism? River: That depends on the criticism. Constructive criticism I handle okay. And anything else than that, well I guess I mostly just turn my back to it? It’s someone elses opinion of me, it doesn’t mean much really, it has no power unless you give it power. I get hurt if it’s something extremely personal, and I might even get angry. But otherwise I just move on with life. It’s not very important to me.

#goldenlegacy #Daniel mumbles #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Rill #River D'Angelo #ts3 #sims3 #sims 3 #simblr

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secretsniper2 · 3 years

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A Walk in the Park

Morning, another dreary day ahead, usual routine, put my robe on, brush hair and put in ponytail, bit of makeup. Downstairs for something to eat and some coffee when i see it by the front door, a letter. Bit strange, i don't usually get letters but its addressed to me so why not check it out?

“Dear Emma, Our scouts saw you a few weeks ago and we believe you would be a perfect fit for our next event, you'll receive fair compensation for your time and equipment will be provided on arrival. we hope you accept.”

Looking over the letter again its as simple as its written, it even has a address, time and date, 5pm this Friday? well its not like im busy or anything, i was going to go to the movies with some friends but they bailed on me, and my account is getting rather empty.. sounds interesting.

“At least i now have something to DO in 3 days!” i chuckle to myself.

Sitting around the house with nothing to do, i think ill check out this address today while its broad daylight, its on the other side of town so i can walk through the park on the way and have some fresh air.

Sliding out of my robe i opt for a white shirt with black pants, always a good combo and some typical shoes for the park and walk. Busy today as usual as people rush in every direction on their way to wherever they are going, after a few brushes with clearly eager hands with 1 cupping my ass i manage to get to the park and take a breath, “pretty handsy today” i think to myself as i run my hand over my freshly groped ass. Another breath in and i continue away from the hands on crowd and move on.

Its quite impressive, iv walked past this building a few times before but this will be the first time i actually see the inside, its usually for high end events the kind of which id never enjoy, the high arches over the front door, the marble columns and statues lining the outside. what kind of job will it be anyway? im not good with food.

i shrug as i walk back through the park, longer route than i need but its a nice day to wander.

As i sit on a bench i can hear something i dont think iv ever expected to hear in a park, someone is moaning, quiet enough to not draw much attention but loud enough to hear if you get too close.. like me. Curiosity has me by the tits now as i turn to the bushes behind my chair and look around a large tree. Red hair swaying back and forth as right on the other side of the tree some girl is getting fucked, hard by her restricted moans, a red ballgag wedged tight in her mouth and a blindfold over her eyes, the man wont see me if i stay behind the tree but with his eyes closed he couldn't see the girl his cock is ramming.

The girl has some small clamps on her nipples with her blue minidress pulled down under her breasts and pulled up over her hips, its nothing more than a loose corset right now, 6 inch heels padlocked to her feet and a collar locked around her neck. Rose red cheeks almost glowing with heat as her moans escape the gag, on closer look the man has his cock buried not in her pussy, its her ass he is stuffing, her pussy is vacant but there's something covering it that has a few wires running up her back leading to a purple remote.

My adrenaline skyrockets as the man starts looking around for observers but luckily looked away first so i leaned back around the tree and was not gone as far as they knew, my own cheeks red now after watching what's going on, my own pussy pulsing as arousal sets in, i slowly look around the tree and the man is gone, the redhead is still there, on all 4s and shaking in a euphoric bliss.

A hand, grasping my shoulder and neck, squeezing tight my surprise wasted on a sharp inhale rather than a scream for help, im spun around and his eyes are staring daggers into mine, normally i would be thrashing by now but the sheer surprise, this man who was just fucking the other girl places a wet hand over my mouth. fear over the cause for the wetness keeps my lips sealed as my eyes lock to his own. The remaining hand which had spun me around was already working on my pants, pushing under and into my long since wet panties, his large fingers pushing in without a moments hesitation as his knuckle grinds into my clit.

I orgasm, faster than iv ever cum before, what takes minutes for me with my vibrator took this man seconds with 2 large fingers, 2 large fingers which are now moving like pistons as im spun around yet again, my back to him as his hand that was over my mouth leaves his mark on my lips as my neck is grasped. led from behind to the other girl who is now sitting up, blindfold off and eyes gazing at me, my body under the command of another's forceful insistence.

The hand that had been massaging me close to another orgasm withdraws as he trails my own juices up under my shirt and pinches my nipple through my bra. The man commands and the girl responds by crawling up and begins to pull my pants down, white panties soaked and stuck to my pussy in full view to this woman as my pants are pulled down to my knees. A little giggle from the woman reveals shes removed her gag, handing it to the man who then lowers to the ground, my body falling after him, the woman crawling under my pants and looks up, face now between my legs as my panties are dragged aside by her thin fingers.

As i open my mouth to beg her not to continue i see a flash of red and my mouth widens in surprise, the gag the redhead was wearing, biting and drooling on was now buckled into my own mouth, biting instinctively against the situation the man begins pulling my shirt and bra up over my head. Im helpless and exposed, 1 arm from this man is holding both of mine behind my back and i cant beat his strength. His remaining hand cupping my breasts 1 at a time as his friend peals my panties off my pussy.

“She looks so tasty! how much can i have?” the redhead gleefully says like a child talking about chocolate.

“Till i say so” the man responds in a deep throaty voice.

Its all she needed to hear as her face sinks into my sex, her lips locking with my won and her nose presses against my clit, her tongue working my walls over and then sinking in for a better taste.

To say im the loudest moaner would be natural, of course iv never been gagged and eaten out by another woman before, her nose running back and forth as i cum right on her tongue which she slurped up with a desperation iv never seen on anyone before. the sounds of her moaning into my pussy sending shivers up my spine, why couldn't i just ignore the sounds?

Eyes shooting open at the thought, what if someone else is now watching me cum at the tongue of this woman with a gag in my mouth? ill be seen as the pervert here more than these 2! The hand that had been working my breasts moves again, this time to my gagged mouth, covering it easily he pinches my nose as well, i cant breathe! and this woman has doubled her effort, at this rate ill cum for a 3rd time in as many minutes!

Mind begging for air, brain screaming for it as my eyes fall on the mans face, his cold expression telling me that it wont end soon, muscles tensing as my pussy shakes with a tongue and fingers working hard, another orgasm slurped up by the hungry redhead and still the man holds tight, the woman now focussing on my throbbing clit which, till now has only been rubbed by her nose on occasion, hot lips tight at the base as her tongue caresses as she sucks hard.

a 4th orgasm tears through my body, iv never had 4 in a row, most iv had till now was 2 in a row. These 2 are pushing me and they don't care if i break! Air rushes in as the man releases my nose, waiting for the exhale he pinches again, the woman pressing fingers deep inside, my G-spot being massaged as my clit is sucked.

“Enough Cunt” the man says, loud enough to be heard by just us as the woman breaks away from my throbbing pussy, her handiwork was leading me to a 5th, release the man has taken away as the source of pleasure slides out from between my legs with her face glistening in my pleasure, a smile on her face and eyes on mine. the lights dim as im forced to pass out.. not here, with them.

“nooo..” i weakly say into the gag.

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Cold, wet, exhausted.. My eyes open and im alone, in a small, secluded alcove of bushes, no one would find her here but why am i here? im in another part of the park entirely! did they really move me while i was unconscious? at least my clothes are all back on, a bit forced, but with a noticeable difference.. my panties are gone, bra too.. my soaked pussy in my pants and rigid nipples rubbing against my shirt, its already chafing and i have barely moved!

“Home is.. that way” i think to myself as i shamble out of the bushes, my pants occasionally making contact with my hypersensitive pussy, my muscles jerk or twitch in response as it takes me 15 minutes to walk 3 minutes with me constantly looking over my shoulders, occasionally looking at others and becoming very aware of my nipples making their presence known to any who would look my way.

Safe, i think. Doors locked as i check the clock on the wall, iv been gone all day! how long was i out? did they do anything to me while i was unconscious? ill have to give my body a look in my room, walking up my stairs i look completely different compared to this morning, my neat hair in a ponytail? now a utter mess, my white shirt not missing a button and my nipples pressing through the thin fabric, my black pants now dirty and panties missing with a soaked pussy just underneath.

Stripping in my room i turn to my mirror, my breasts have bruises, my pussy burning red, clit still throbbing. looking at my soaked pussy my mind drifts back, i could have ran! i could have screamed! but i just watched and wanted and then joined them. was i really that needy? that pent up?

My hand already beating my mind to the punch as my fingers circle my clit, sitting on my bed i fall back as i work hard, my need burning again, harder than usual. My fingers clearly not up to the task i roll over to my bedside table, my toys will scratch this itch as usual, at least to release.

Why? WHY?! why did i enjoy what they did?! the man pinning me with 1 arm and the woman, that redhead, her mouth.. her lips, the skill and determination.. why did i love every second of her attention, rolling over, closing my legs, locking my vibrator against my clit it isnt enough! its always worked before,

“my favourite position and toy have never failed me before” i plead in my head as i curl into a ball as the vibrations stir me into a frenzy, memories of what happened still fresh in my mind, nipples pinched, clit sucked, pussy devoured.

“nnnngh! Cmmmm NNNNNNN” i grunt into my pillow!

why wont it work! i need to, i want to cum! why why whyyy! my mind racing with desire when a thought rose up. Moving my arms behind my back i grab my elbows with my hands and squeeze hard, i bite my pillow and moan as a colossal orgasm tears my pussy to pieces on its way out! the single largest orgasm iv ever had and my arms race to the vibrator and turn it off with tears in my eyes, i know what they did to me.. but what did they do to me?

#Stories #Custom

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secretsniper3 · 3 years

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A Walk in the Park

“At least i now have something to DO in 3 days!” i chuckle to myself.

i shrug as i walk back through the park, longer route than i need but its a nice day to wander.

“She looks so tasty! how much can i have?” the redhead gleefully says like a child talking about chocolate.

“Till i say so” the man responds in a deep throaty voice.

Its all she needed to hear as her face sinks into my sex, her lips locking with my won and her nose presses against my clit, her tongue working my walls over and then sinking in for a better taste.

“nooo..” i weakly say into the gag.

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“nnnngh! Cmmmm NNNNNNN” i grunt into my pillow!

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nobodyofsparks · 3 years

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Bad end me!

Send ‘Bad End Me’ for my muse to do just that to your muse, giving them a lewd Bad End.

Tim had perhaps gotten too into Larxene’s lifestyle after attending her soirees and submitting to her. But in his defense, it was hard not to with how intense she could be and how addictive it was to submit and be rewarded with powerful orgasms. Now he found himself on the stage of the ballroom, wearing mostly just black stockings and a matching corset as he was the main presentation of her soiree. The rest of his outfit for the display included a pair of full-arm binders and leather ankle shackles, both tightly chained to an anchor in the floor, as well as a blindfold, ballgag, and (generously) a masquerade mask to cover his face more. Also notable was the mild buzzing coming from the vibrating plug that Larxene had inserted into his ass and a pair of high-heels that were pointless as he was made to kneel on the stage.

Larxene had introduced Tim to the audience (that he couldn’t see, but could hear murmuring) as The Man on the Edge, and explained how she had been edging him all of the week prior and disallowed him to cum all that time, and had the maids tease him at every opportunity, so he was desperate to cum and had plenty to give. After she had given the introduction to her little piece of ‘performance art’ she clicked the vibrator on and began to stroke him with her lubed hand until he was nice and hard for the audience before pulling her hand away again before her could cum. “Now this is were you all come in. It is your decision if he should cum or not tonight.” He would hear her announce, much to his worry. “A simple cock ring should keep him from cumming as much as he wants, and you can play with his cock as much as you want. But no riding or pain play, and only three guests on the stage at a time.”

Once she finished the final bit of introduction she knelt down next to him, placing the cock ring and a bottle of lube in front of him, and whispered in his ear “Have fun~” before standing back up and leaving him to the audience. The first group was kind and didn’t put the ring on him, but it was still extremely intense. Three hands all began playing with his lubed cock, one focusing on the head, one at the base of the shaft, and the third fondling his sack, while the other three wandered his body, caressing his chest and legs, circling his nipple and squeezing his ass while the plug vibrated away inside of him. His first climax of the night came swiftly, so pent up from edging, but it rocked through him and elicited surprised laughing from the ladies that were playing with him. The three of them played just a little longer, one of them taking the last bit of cum from the tip of his dick with her finger, before they all kissed him on his cheeks and left to give others a turn.

The second group wasn’t so nice, Tim immediately feeling the cock ring tighten around the base of his shaft. Next a hand went gently around his throat while he felt the wonderful feeling of a mouth around his cock, a skilled tongue licking him even as he was prevented from cumming. By the number of hands, the position, and how the blowjob erratically became forceful, there were definitely two of them this time, one a dom that was making their sub do the sucking. The sub was definitely talented even as their dom pushed them down on him and even so soon after his first orgasm, he tried to cum again, but the cock ring ruined the orgasm and made him ache for release. The sub pulled off after that and Tim got to hear some of the dom’s affirmations as they walked away, leaving the cock ring on as they left.

The rest of the night was a blur, Tim quickly losing count of ruined and complete orgasms as more and more guests came up to participate, made to stay hard for the crowd thanks to the vibrator. Eventually the crowd seemed to have finished with him, but he was still left on stage for the rest of the night for them to admire, a large pool of cum in front of him from all the times that he was made to cum. And the vibrator still going still making him climax a few more times before the end of the night.

#iiingenious

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rheyaapostolous · 4 years

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+, smut, mentions of blood, explicit language and descriptions of sexual acts. Please do not read if you are a minor.

Pairing: Adrian Raines x MC.

This is set in the past and sort of an alternative beginning to their story! MC accidentally stumbles on a vampire den with Lily while at the club, where a certain CEO is not too pleased with her! I hope you enjoy!

Music blaring, lights flashing, an ordinary night at a mediocre club. Dragged by the hair by her best friend, Amy was having a surprisingly good time. Drenched in sweat from dancing, they finally conceded to the nearest booth. The leather seats stuck uncomfortably to their skin, they sipped their drinks trying to cool down.

"I told you coming out would be a good idea!" Lily huffed, a large smile on her face. "Yeah, yeah. I know. Thank you for dragging me out." Amy retorted, her chest rising and falling heavily. "It's the best way to get over anyone. He didn't deserve you." She declared triumphantly. "I suppose it beats being stuck indoors with a tub of ice cream and say yes to the dress," Amy replied, shrugging.

"Holy crap!" Lily exclaimed, looking over Amy's shoulder. "What–" She swiveled, glancing at the man in the doorway. His tailored grey suit set him apart from other party-goers, he looked far too professional to spend his Friday's in a club and yet here he was. He was elegant in his movements, everything is done with poise and purpose.

"Yoooo! I think that's Adrian Raines!" Lily gaped, struggling to contain her excitement. "Who?" Amy responded, her brow furrowing in ignorance. "You know! Raines corp! Multi-millionaire!" She rolled her eyes, she wasn't sure if her best friend was being an airhead or just too drunk to remember. "Oh, that guy," Amy said matter-of-factly, shrugging.

The stranger marched to a door in the far corner of the club, no one paid him much mind and it seemed to be unguarded. "I just saw a millionaire go to take a leak. Ticking that off my bucket list." Lily snorted, leaning back lazily in her seat. "I'm gonna follow him." Amy blurted, bolting upright. "You're gonna what– That's probably a VIP area. If you wanna get kicked out, sure." Lily warned her in disbelief. "You're not coming?" Amy inquired, cocking her head. "Nu-uh. I'm staying here. The girl that's been giving me fuck me eyes has just left her dance partner. I'm not getting kicked out." She turned and winked to the woman in question.

"But give me all the deeds if you hook up with a millionaire!" Lily stood, wrapping her arms around her friend and disappearing into the sea of bodies on the dancefloor. Amy took this as permission to enter the mysterious door. Her hand clasped the ornate doorknob and gave it a turn. It most definitely was a VIP area of some kind, red liquid flowing freely, must be an alcopop for rich people she guessed.

There was no dance floor, but black velvet seats littered around the large room. Dancers in black leather and latex entertained the crowds. Men and women kissing and grinding freely, their groans barely louder than the music. The air was heavy, eroticism seeping from every corner. Whatever she had stumbled into, she got the feeling she did not belong. But they paid her no mind, ignore her presence entirely, they assumed she was one of them. Men and women peeping lustful looks at her, their whispers about her body were deliberately loud so she could hear.

Amy was overwhelmed, fighting the temptation to pull her dress off and let them have their way with her. Her cunt pulsed with the music, drawing her deeper into the club. She left the room and found a corridor, the music became distant as she peered through the peepholes on the doors. Bloodplay. Chains. Ballgags. Every kink that she could name was being explored within the four walls.

She jumped as a door opened, a hand wrapping around her wrist and pulling her in. It was the man from earlier, shutting the door, he folded his arms. "This is not the place for you." His deep voice went straight to her core, she gulped, found out already. "I was just curious, I meant no harm." She retorted, pouting. "Curiosity that could get you killed." He sighed, rubbing his face in frustration.

"Killed? I have a phone. I'll just call the police. Let me go and I'll leave as quickly as I came." She bartered, her heart racing; from fear or arousal, she was not quite sure. "No. I can't let you go there. Not after what you've seen and for your own safety." He explained, his patience wearing thin. "I've just seen a sex club. It's nothing special, by the way." She snickered, chewing her bottom lip. He was even better looking up close, young but something told her that he was experienced.

"Sex club? You think– This isn't a sex club. Fuck it. This is a vampire den. The red liquid you saw was blood." Adrian exclaimed, his face filling with regret about revealing the club's secret so offhand. Amy burst out laughing, to his chagrin."I think you've had too much to drink, or maybe too much of something else." She wheezed, almost doubling over. "You find this funny. Your own possibility of murder humorous." His eyes rolled, of course, she wouldn't believe him.

Amy continued laughing, her stomach beginning to hurt. "Will you stop?" He growled, clenching his teeth. She did not stop, in fact, his anger only made her giggle more. What kind of roleplay had she walked in on? "I said stop!" Adrian yelled, his eyes turning crimson, closing the distance between them and pinning her firmly against the padded wall. His fangs peeked out from his upper lip, he could smell her blood, hear her heart race at such close proximity. The iron perfume filling his senses, he bet she tasted so good.

"You're...not lying." Amy managed to spit out, her head spinning. Their foreheads touching, a conflict in both their heads. It had been decades since Adrian desired anyone, desperate to taste them. "No, I'm not. You would've been killed." He reiterated, voice barely above a whisper. His grip on her weakened, inviting her to free herself from him should she wish. But she didn't. Shock and attraction coursed through her veins, forcing her to stay put. Amy was not afraid, he may be one of them, but he tried to keep her safe. Unless it was a ruse to feast on her, she figured he would have done it by now.

Amy backed up further, inviting him closer, desperate for his touch and reassurance. A stranger yes, but a tempting one. "Are you… hungry?" She asked with trepidation, hearing him sharply inhale. "If you're asking if I will lose control and bleed you dry then no." He answered firmly. His resolve eased the last of her worries. A sudden thrill of confidence overtook her, turning her head and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

They stared at each other for a second, the air growing thick and heavy. His last thread of self-control breaking, he pulled her in for a deeper kiss. She tasted so sweet, she was so good for him, parting her mouth and letting his tongue meet hers. His fangs nipping her bottom lip, he wasn't sure if it was purposeful or not. When the taste of her hit his taste buds, he felt his own desire growing, a carnal and possessive urge that he buried long ago boiling to the surface.

"We shouldn't. We can't." Adrian muttered making no move away from her. "I won't tell if you don't." She moved her hands to his hair, gripping it lightly and guiding his mouth to her neck. He was so close to her jugular, becoming desperate to show her all the delights of this new world. "Can I?" He invited her, eyes meeting hers, waiting for permission. "Yes." She gasped as his fangs skimmed her, moaning as she felt them pierce the delicate skin.

Pleasure clouded the pain, a deep groan escaping his throat was music to her ears, at that moment he could have anything from her. She felt him hard against her, the warm liquid tumbling down his throat. When he pulled away, a droplet of rouge trickled from his mouth. Amy grabbed his collar, giving him no time to recover, tasting herself on him. Her own blood covering their lips, mingling with their saliva.

"Fuck me." She pleaded, the tension becoming agonizing. Frantically needing some kind of friction, craving his hands on her, to take away any purity she had left. "I can't– shouldn't." He replied breathlessly, a conflict raging inside him. "Please." She begged again, shredding the last of his self-control. His hands trailed to the straps on her dress, tearing the garment in two with impossible strength.

Amy stared at the remains, gasping as he pressed her hard against the wall, his lips finding her neck again, not to feed but to kiss harshly. Grabbing her wrist and spinning her face-first into the velvet, his lips advancing down her spine ever so slowly. He reached the small of her back, fingers hooking in her panties, pulling them down in one swift motion. Amy inhaled, feeling his breath against her naked skin.

"Tell me." He griped, roaming back up her, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Do you like it slow?" His fingers softly stroking her ass. "Or rough?" He continued, catching her off guard and spanking her. Amy squealed, backing up into him. "Rough." She choked out, feeling him hard against her. "Interesting." He replied nonchalantly. "Why should I fuck you?" He went on, fangs leaving small scratches on her shoulder-blade. "What–" Amy mumbled, growing wild from his teasing. "Will you be good?" She could feel him smirk against her skin. "Yes!" Amy croaked, wriggling in frustration.

She heard a zipper and felt his hand on her other wrist, he held them there with one palm, his other tangling in her hair and giving it a tug as he eased into her. Adrian grunted, how long ago was she last fucked? So tight, so wet and needy. "Fuck!" She cried out, all the air leaving her lungs as she adjusted around him. He waited until she was ready before filling her completely, burying himself deep inside her as she fought his grip. "Please, please, please!" Amy almost screamed, failing to grind against him. "Since you asked so nicely." He started fucking her in sync with the baseline of the music seeping through the walls of the club. Every pumped making her reach new levels of pleasures, crying louder than other attendees. Adrian was a perfectionist, and that translated to the bedroom.

He abandoned following the music, peeling her from the wall and bending her over the nearest chaise lounge, he released her wrists to her delight. Her moans muffled by the feather down, her fists balling as she felt herself coming undone around him. Amy made the mistake in believing her would slow after, but he didn't, fucking her through the orgasm. Her legs almost gave way if it weren't for his fingertips bruising her hips, keeping her steady.

Sweat dripped down her back, as his knuckles brushed over her clit, enticing her to come again. "I– I can't!" She whined, overestimated. "Yes, you can. You're being so good. Give me another." He urged her, his pace finally slowing. Amy screamed into the cushion, her legs so numb, her ears ringing from the intensity. He became more calculated, seeking out her sweet spot, gauging her reactions. "God, you're so beautiful like this." He rasped, looking at the mess under him, her hair tangled, eyes rolled into the back of her head.

In his savagery came sweetness, his normal nature which had clouded, tainted somehow by his own want. Her muscles growing rigid, his prize coming soon he groaned in anticipation. She came around him, so powerful she felt like they tore a rift in the world around them. He spilled into her, pressing a hand on the armrest to steady himself, she pushed herself against him, taking all of him as she milked him dry.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, feeling like they woke up from a dream and composing themselves. Adrian placed a tender kiss on the back of her neck, pulling out and watching his cum drip from her swollen lips onto her leg. Amy let him enjoy the view, staying for as long as her weak muscles would allow her. It was a sight to behold, like an obscene painting he would've observed in the 19th century. Her bruises were the paint, his fingers the paintbrush.

She wobbled as she stood upright, observing him sitting on the chair across the room, their breaths harbored. His fists gripping his knee roughly, the conflict in him returning. "We must stay here until closing." He finally said, breaking the silence. "Why?" Amy replied, her throat sore. "Because you… have no clothes." Adrian gestured to her torn dress. "So we have plenty of time then?" She smirked, pacing over to him.

"It seems so. On your knees." He returned her smile.

#adrian raines #adrian raines x mc #bloodbound #playchoices #ns*fw #smut #fic

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xxonceuponafuckxx · 4 years

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Anonymous asked: I want to tie Jake up and fuck him while he begs me to stop until he finally begs me to keep going.

“Honestly depending on who it is you could have me begging in a range of hours to potentially weeks if you know what you’re doing.” He murmured, his eyes going a little a wide at their description. “I’m curious how quickly you think you can do it.”

Anonymous asked: "Oh, little whore boy, I can have you begging for more in mere hours. I see right through you. You're nothing but a whore who needs his holes full and something tight gripping on his cock. You're not a man. You're a whore sandwich."

“I think you read a little too much into my fetishes, and that’s really cocky. I would like to see you try that sometime, but I’m not sure you can.” He crossed his arms in defiance. “And you tell me you don’t enjoy something tight on your cock when you’re hard.”

Anonymous asked: "I think you're full of shit." He reached out, slapping Jake across the face and pushing him against the wall roughly. "You're nothing but a little bitch boy who doesn't understand just how much he needs his leash." The man grabbed Jake's wrists, forcing them above his head and kissing him roughly. He cuffed Jake's wrists together as he kissed him, biting at the other man's lower lip as he slowly pulled away. "I'll have you perfectly trained in a week."

Jake wasn’t ready for the man to reach out, the slap nearly driving the director from his feet. His head was spinning as he attempted to recover, his eyes watering slowly. He felt the air leave his lungs violently when he hit the wall. The rough movements kept him off guard, keeping his arms held high as the man forced his tongue into Jake’s mouth. He tugged at the cuffs holding his hands up high, the young man’s lip stretching as it was tugged. “What.. you’re crazy. I have a job to go to.”

Anonymous asked: "Not anymore, whore. You have a new job. It's to be my good little cum dumpster." He pushed Jake into the wall hard, kissing him again before pulling away to force a thick ballgag into his mouth. The man locked it in place, smirking as his eyes raked over Jake's face. His fingers lightly touched Jake's plush lips, spread apart and made even more succulent by the gag. He held Jake's arms down, turning him around and pushing him against the wall so that his face pressed against it.

Jake kept his mouth shut as best he could during this kiss, his body shaking a little. He took a sharp breath when the man pulled back, Jake’s lips parting enough for the gag to be stuffed in, blue orbs going wide. They watched in fear as the man played with his lips, making Jake take the gag deeper into his mouth. The brunettes groan was silent, forced to turn over, the rough concrete brushing against his cheek. He paled, his heart racing in his chest, clothing hanging from his form.

Anonymous asked: The man removed one hand from the cuffs, pulling Jake's wrists behind his back before cuffing them again. "Now, let's see this pretty whore ass of yours." He pulled away Jake's pants and underwear, leaving the fabric bunched around his ankles. He slapped Jake's ass hard, eyes looking at his body. "Hold your fucking ass open for me." He slapped his ass again, wanting Jake to understand that refusal would lead to more pain. "Hold. Your. Fucking. Ass. Open."

Jake couldn’t get any type of leverage, the man pulling his wrists down hard. The cuffs had left a red mark when they were removed, though his hands weren’t free long. He could barely reach his ass, the man moving quickly.

Jake’s ass was exposed to the cool air, regretting wearing a pair of briefs out today. His thoughts were interrupted by the slap, harsh and stinging after the blow. The instruction was barely heard before the next hit, the young man holding his cheeks apart.

Anonymous asked: "There's a good little whore." He pressed his body against Jake's, his cock against the man's bare ass as he leaned in closer to nip at his ear. "See? I told you I could train you in less than a week. You're nothing but a whore." The man started stroking his cock, body still pressed against Jake's as his cock grew hard in his hand. He started using his fingers to prep Jake's asshole, spreading the hole open and using the lube from his bag to help. "Come on now, show me how badly you want it."

Jake paled a little in response, the man had far more muscle than Jake. He felt so small compared to the man behind him, the man’s cock lingering on his tailbone. Jake swallowed gently, closing his eyes as he felt the man start to stretch his hole. “Please.. I don’t want to be trained into anything.. I just want to go back to making films..” he mumbled meekly.

Anonymous asked: The man reached out, slapping Jake's ass hard as he heard the garbled pleas from behind the gag. "I said to show me how badly you want my cock." He pulled away from Jake, moving to sit in his office chair. "Come. Bounce your pretty little ass on my cock before I show you what real whore training looks like."

Jake looked back at the spank, his cheek red from rubbing against the wall. He flinched out when he heard another command, the young man taking a sharp breath through his nose. He turned forward, revealing a semi-hardened cock as he shook his head. He wouldn’t give the man the satisfaction of Jake submitting so easily.

Anonymous asked: He recognized the fight in the man the moment he saw his face, sighing as he stood up. He walked over to Jake, roughly gripping his cock as he laughed at him. "Look at you. You're getting hard from this, aren't you? You needy little whore, there's no point in fighting your nature. You want your fucking ass full with my cock, stop fighting it." He pulled Jake against him, kissing him over the gag as he spanked the man's ass again. "You said I was misunderstanding a little kink. Am I? Or are you?"

Jake whimpered gently, his eyes wide as the man approached him. He shook his head again, his heart racing as the man gripped him. The harsh words didn’t help his arousal, the young man trying to keep what little focus he could. He needed to show this man that he didn’t want to become a cum dumpster. He groaned as the man kissed him, the rough lips brushing his slowly reddening puffy lips. He shook his head again, denying that he enjoyed this; and that he wanted it.

He watched Jake's face closely as he tried to refuse that he was enjoying his abuse, slapping Jake's cock as he pulled him over to the chair behind his desk. Sitting down, he yanked Jake down into his lap and onto his cock. "If you won't be a good whore and ride my cock, you can be used as a pretty little sleeve while I work." The man tied a rope around their thighs, forcing Jake to remain on his cock as he went back to working at his desk.

#Para #letfilm #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #tw: kidnapping #tw: abuse #Kylo002

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starchildrenofdustand-ashes · 6 years

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My Spongebob Squarepants Experience!

I saw spongebob 8/11/18 with the OBC except Christina Sajous as Sandy and Catherine Ricofort was Karen . (This has been sitting in my drafts I totally forgot to publish it oops) I sat in the fifth row of the first mezzanine. These are just some things that happened on stage that I liked :)

🍍This was probably the best turn off your cellphone notice (besides once on this island ofc)

🍍On the middle of the stage there is a mini construction of their houses they lift it up and the screen behind them is transformed into a pineapple

🍍They flip the model over revealing ethan who is sleeping he is shaken awake by his alarm

🍍 Gary is on a skateboard bless

🍍He brushes Gary’s eyeball and not is teeth

🍍Spongebob actually named all the things that rhyme with rock for Patrick and one of them was “pop and lock” —- Hello strobes

🍍 When they introduce sandy a projection of a squirrel with a cowboy hat appears

🍍After sandy sings her part in bikini bottom day they hear their first tremor

Spongebob says he likes the tremor lol

🍍Plankton is sitting in a chum bucket lol.

🍍Wesley has a tiny plankton puppet in his hand and in his other hand he has a telescope that puppet plankton is looking through.

🍍Karen puts a magnifying glass over plankton

🍍Patrick and sandy actually come into the mezz during the dialogue in this song

🍍Spongebob actually puts his hand on the grill when he’s talking to squidward and squidward is like YOUR HAND and spongebob is like oh! And he takes his spatula and flips his head

🍍ALEX GIBSON WAS PERCH (I love Alex Gibson sm, because the TGC and he was literally the SWEETEST at the spongebob/ comet stage door)

🍍 Sandy has a whiteboard and a stick as she explains what’s gonna happen

🍍Ethan slater did a crazy split during the end of No Control

🍍During BFF spongebob actually pulls out a piece of cheese from behind Patrick’s couch.

🍍they have a LoT of fun with that sofa lol.

🍍 The words bff come on stage

🍍It takes Karen a while to give Plankton a beat he actually likes and when she does , When the Going gets Tough happens.

🍍 Karen bets plankton that he can’t rap lol

🍍Wesley killed it I love him wow

🍍 I was sooo surprised by the speed rap GUNS AND SHIPS WHAT??

🍍Wesley actually puts a lil plankton on his foot after his giant dance

🍍I LoVE subtle shots at the government

🍍 Tentacle Spectacle the Musical lol I love squidward

🍍when mr krabs calls spongebob a simple sponge he keeps whisper/echos sponge as he slowly sinks off stage

🍍 There are glow in the dark sponges around spongbob as he sings not a simple sponge

🍍when mr krabs comes back and says just a simple sponge the sponges leave the stage. They all come back when he starts singing again at the climax

🍍Perch tells everyone that the apocalypse is today and they all freak out but then he says he misread it and the day to tomorrow

🍍Mrs. Puff plans to drink herself into oblivion with kelp juice before the apocalypse and then she says Carpe Diem and her barista yells ‘who are you calling a carp”

🍍old man Jenkins is kinda horrible lol. He just wants someone to blame and they decide to blame sandy

🍍Pearl comes on stage with two dresses and Krabs takes them from her and hands them to spongebob who puts one around his neck so it looks like he’s wearing it he’s so cute

🍍I wanna know how krabs costume works bc he’s picking stuff up so those claws no way he could

🍍 Jai’Len what the fuck yes I need a recording with her the fuck

🍍when pearl says he has dollars in his eyes he puts the money bags in front of his face

🍍she pulls these things out of her pockets and when she cries she puts them to her face and tears squeeze out

🍍Spongebob comforts Pearl as she’s crying

🍍”oh karen as I look into your screen I can feel the very earth quake”

🍍the bolder that first falls is actually a rubber ball and it comes down this contraption stage right

🍍When Spongebob goes to get Patrick he finds him on the sofa with his navel scratcher

🍍””Life smells weird””

🍍sandy runs across stage trying to get away from the angry mob who’s looking for her with pitchforks

🍍 There is a sign that says “LAND MAMELS GO HOME” and it’s spray painted and sandy gets rlly discouraged Sandy :(

🍍 Sandy has got some sick pink nunchaku

🍍She packs up her stuff and Patbob Spongerick convinces her not to go and Hero is my Middle Name happens

🍍The whiteboard is back and so is the stick and planning YES SANDY

🍍ETHAN SLATER AND BACKFLIPS YES

🍍 Squidward loves his mama and he says “I’m a pretty squid mama”

🍍 RHOMBUS SLACKS

🍍Karen and Plankton share a moment over spongebob while he is frozen and Karen’s screen has a fire on it (whenever Karen and plankton are on stage everything freezes as they scheme)

🍍The Sardines (?) come up to Patrick and sing their bopping song

🍍They actually bake Patrick a cake

🍍They have church fans with Patrick’s face on it

🍍They give Patrick a robe and a crown

🍍SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK HAVE THE SADDEST/ CUTEST ARGUMENT NOOOO I WAS SO SAD

🍍The next boulders fall from the contraption stage right but this time there are a lOT of tiny bolders

🍍ITS TIME FOR YOUR LAST INTERMISSION EVER

🍍hello patchy

🍍security comes and forces Patchy and the other pirates off stage again lol

🍍Spongbob said he had a nightmare that he and Patrick weren’t friends anymore AHHH I WAS SO SAD BC HE WAS LIKE NOOOOOOOOO and they had the voice that says “1 hour later” and the lights would blink out and it eventually gets to fifteen years later and he has a white beard lol.

🍍let’s just clap for the conductor bc she literally hands and takes a ton of props from the actors

🍍The government is getting worse and the mayor says “you’re either with me or against me”

🍍Armageddon rich Lol

🍍They’ve got a cool box that glows when it opens with Sandy’s invention in it

🍍they should just give plankton and Karen another song

🍍the electric skates are on skateboards and skates

🍍idek if it was supposed to happen but one of them (green Hair dude) fell off his board when he was doing a cool stunt thing 😬

🍍Squidward has tissue in his ears while they’re singing

🍍red head dude just shouts “rOCk and rOlL”

🍍these bitches give poor squidward the most ridicilous list and they told him if he got it all he would be able to open for them THEY DONT EVEN HOLD UP THEIR END OF THE DEAL UGHH

🍍Chop to the top was lit. Also Ethan is like a rubber band he just twists and sings upside down and stretches

🍍Patrick gets a thrown and these sardines are worshipping

🍍IiiIiiIieeeieiii GUESS I MISS YOUuuUuUu

🍍”Sheldon sounds so small. Maybe you could call me something else like...... big guy?” “big guy??” “YES BIG GUY SAY IT AGAIN” “big guy” “ahh” “BIG GUY” *strange sexual noise, jumps into planktons arms, they make out and hearts appear in the background*

🍍LET MY BABY SING HIS TENTACLE SPECTACLE

🍍HES NOT A LOSER

🍍shook is the wrong word to describe how I felt when Gavin lee started rap dancing with four legs WTF. I wish they performed something else at the tony awards but WOWOW HES SO GOOD

🍍Perch Shows the rubble that is bikini bottom on the news

🍍the mayor makes me want to poke my eyes out

🍍Another bolder falls, Larry goes crazy and old man Jenkins gets flattened

🍍As they narrate spongbob and sandy climbing the mounts they use cabbage patch kinda lol

🍍Patrick comes in on the ceiling, flying bc of Sandy’s jet pack

🍍I love spongbob and Patrick I need a best friend like that “WE ARE BACK AND THIS IS THE BACK DANCE”

🍍the volcano is made of ladders

🍍SPONGEBOB BRINGS MANAGEMENT TO THE TEAM HES MANAGER MATERIAL

🍍so many turns and twists ETHAN SINGS UPSIDEDOWN

🍍ofC SPONGEBOB IS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN FIX IT AND HE DOES YOURE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE

🍍it’s complete chaos when they all get back down from the mountain

🍍the mayor and the press (perch) hate each other and perch is tied up and ballgagged Lol

🍍ITS THE BEST DAY EVER

🍍they’re all holding hands waiting for the end and then bubbles fall bc sandy is a success bby squirrel

🍍plankton reveals that this was an evil schemes

🍍plankton and krabs are arguing and their curses are blocked out by dolphin squeals

🍍Spongebob gets his uke from the conductor and he screams are you ready to rock and he does an air split thing and starts playing bikini bottom day sps track l

🍍Audience is sprayed with confetti and other fun stuff and then they throw out beach balls and sing the theme song. It’s such a fun show I wish a lot more people would give it a show. If I’m being honest I enjoyed it much more than I enjoyed Hamilton when I saw it in chi.

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darkerthings1972 · 5 years

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Im over fb. A friend of mine posted saying she had a aching jaw because she sucked on a gobstopper (a huuuge ball of candy) so i posted a fully dressed pic of a gal with a ballgag and wrote Suuuuure.. with a smiley.. IT BROKE FB RULES! How the fuck can a fully dressed woman (it was also a bit of a funny pic) wearing a ballgag be against Zuckerberg FB rules!? Im not getting dictated by som religious, holier then you asswipes!

Im a grown man, so are my friends. And FB is discriminating women! Its ok to show animal suffering, gore, burned kids but a smiling girl with a piece of plastic in her mouth is taboo?

Stand up for peoples rights to do what they want and FUCK YOU FACEBOOK!

Gonna post my major stuff on twitter from now on.. and here.. because although Tumblr isnt much better atleast its better then fb

#mark zuckerberg #facebooksuck

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jokers-sweethearts · 7 years

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Jokers Daughter Imagine: Big Brother Jerome

Request: (anon) Yasss, requests are open!!!! Could you an imagine where big bro Jerome takes lil sis CP to the circus that way they can have some sibling 'bonding time', but she becomes scared of him since she doesn't like gore as much as her family, and he tries to make it up to her? Thank you so much, Puddin. This is such a weird request, but anyway, I love your writing so much😍.

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Jerome sighed as he reached out from under the covers to grab and pillow to slam on the back of his head to drown out the noise. After this the entire bed started to shake as his little sister started to jump up and down.

“Get up! up! up!” You kept repeating trying to annoy your brother out of his slumber.

Jerome moaned something you couldn’t make out and continued to hold the pillow over his head putting both hands over where his ears were.

“You promised!” you said jumping down onto your knees next to him and shaking his back with your hands.

“I only said that to shut you up” Jerome’s voice was muffled

“Fine asshole!” you jumped off his bed and your big brother sighed in relief until you opened up his door and screamed “DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDY!”

In an instant Jerome threw the covers off of him and jumped to his feet.

“You little fucking do you know what I am going to do to you? I am!” Jerome made his way to the door furious just as Joker stepped in the doorway to answer his daughters call “am... am.... going to kill you if you don’t get ready! Now I said we have to go to the circus cause dammit! I want to bond with my little sister!” Jerome wrapped his arm around his sisters neck and gave her a kiss, all very animated so Joker knew he was lying.

You smiled up at your father who gave you a knowing grin and a wink, you headed out of your brothers room to yours to get ready. Joker stepped in and his son quickly turned to head to his closet.

“That’s the nicest I think I’ve ever heard you before, and you threatened to kill her!” Joker cackled sitting on his sons bed.

“Well you know me old man! I’m just bout the nicest guy around” Jerome lingered through his clothes picking something to wear.

“She’s been looking forward to you and her hanging out together for a while. Try to show her a good time kid” Joker hesitated waiting for his son’s reaction, as usual nothing so he got up to leave and start his day. Just as he was about to close the door he heard a faint,

“Okay” Jerome slipped on his shirt and ran his hand through his red hair fluffing it out. After a quick look and wink to himself in the mirror he was ready to go.

He walked out to the living room where you were already dressed and jumping on the couch, Harley and Joker smiling at her the whole time. Jerome rolled his eyes in exhaustion from them doting on her. When you saw your big brother you hoped off the couch and ran up to hug him. He blocked you with his hands and held you at an arms length away by your shoulders looking you up and down.

“You gonna wear that huh?”

“Why? What’s wrong with it?” you backed away from him looking down at your ensemble.

‘Nothing princess!” Joker walked over to intervene “He’s just teasing you”.

“Ready to go?” Jerome asked and you smile lit up again.

“Ready! Daddy can we take the purple lambo?” you said giving him puppy dog eyes knowing he couldn’t resist.

Jerome laughed to himself, thankful for his sister in that moment and the power she had, he always wanted to drive the lambo. Well he always wanted to drive it without the risk of being caught by his dad. The Joker sighed ignoring the hungry look in his sons eyes and focusing on the endearing look in his daughters.

“All right all right you two... just because it’s a special occasion” he pulled the keys out of his pocket and tossed then to Jerome.

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and shouted bye at your mother before skipping out the door. Joker put a firm grip on his sons shoulder.

“Remember what we talked about kid” he put his hand on Jerome’s head and teased his red hair.

Jerome smiled before heading to the door.

“And not a scratch on her!”

“Which her?” Jerome muttered under his breath before shutting the door.

Joker stood there for a moment wanting to go after them just to make sure things went all right, but knew how important this day could be. Just for them to bond a little.

The drive was silent as usual with your brother, you paid attention to changing the radio stations and admiring the view from the passenger seat for a change. You could tell Jerome was happy at least getting to drive. But you could never really tell what your brotehr was thinking when it came to you.

“Listen... Jerome...” you started but he reached over and turned up the radio.

You leaned dwn and turned it back so he could hear you.

‘hey stop fuckin around huh? I’m serious”.

“We’re clowns we can’t be serious remember?”

“Well I just wanted to say... thanks for doing this. I love the circus” you waited for your brothers response, heart beating a little faster.

“Yeah me too” he replied softly, as the two of you pulled up to the entrance.

The circus was empty of all other citizens, you could just see your fathers goons dragging people around no doubt kidnapped for the day.

“Good ol dad made sure we had it all to ourselves!” Jerome said with a false glee and swung the door open. You got out as fast as you cold to keep up with him running in.

When you caught up you tried to hold his hand but he pulled it away. You then began poking his side and shoving him playfully, he let out a brief smirk and you felt a little better.

The circus was huge with games lining all the sides and rides in the center. It was so bright and beautiful and all for the two of you to play. You weren’t sure whereto begin.

“How about some games first? You want me to win you a stuffed animal princess?” Jerome said condescendingly, mocking how your father always called you that.

“As a matter of fact i would!” you grabbed onto his arm tightly so he couldn’t pull it away and dragged him to the knife throwing center.

“Now I know you love this! it should turn that frown upside down right?”

Jerome ignored you as the goon came from behind the counter and handed him an array of knives.

“And who will my target be today?” Jerome asked him.

“Who?” you said out loud as the goon went behind the display and pulled out a man that was ball gagged and tight up. He had tears streaming down his face and was trying to get screams out. “Jerome?” you said now concerned.

“What? Well I don’t want them to make the game easy for me do I?” Jerome looked at his sister, she was uncomfortable he could tell, but not understand why. His fathers words echoed in his head, he brushed off his sisters worry and thought once she got a stuffed bear she’d be happy.

The goon threw the man on the ground behind the counter and yelled at him to stand. He struggled to get to his feet using his bloodied knees to push himself up. Once he did he stood perfectly centered in the middle of a spinning circle rainbow.

“Now now now.... You have the prince and princess of Gotham in your presence. Make sure you give us a good show!” Jerome threw his head back and laughed so loud and menacingly it sent chills down your spine, you saw the man squirm in fear.

“Jerome.l.. I’m not sure ...” but before you could complete your sentence Jerome was flinging the blades at the man.

The sound of the blade hitting the hard wood behind him made you jump, you were scared of one hitting him and the blood going every where and on you. You tried to force a smile out seeing how happy your big brother was. All you wanted was to impress him and show him that he could have fun with you. Jerome kept firing at the man like the lunatic he was, laughing louder and louder with each blow. Finally Jerome got a hit right in the mans stomach. Dark red liquid stained his clothes as it fell out of him. He groaned in pain and the ballgag made him choke more. You tried to keep yourself from shuttering in disgust.

“You see that sis? He won’t be recovering from that!” Jerome expressed beyond excited.

Sis, your brother hardly ever used that term with you. You were filled with horror and happiness all at once. You gave him a smile which only made him more determined. He swung another knife and it hit the man in the shoulder. This time the man dropped bac to the floor and the goon went over and kicked him in the face.

“get up! I want to earn my prize!” Jerome screamed “Now... which one do you want? Want the one with the pink bow? Maybe the giant shark Turtle?”

You tried to relax so your voice wasn’t shaky as you answered but seeing the goon beat up on the man more made it difficult. You were able to get out a few words softly, “the pink”.

Jerome didn’t wait for the goon to leave before he started throwing more. This time Jerome hit the man right in the neck. It struck a main artery and the blood spewed out all over the counter and over to your feet. You put your hand to your mouth to stop yourself from screaming. Your father had always tried to keep you from the violence of their world. He could tell from an early age it just wasn’t what you wanted. Jerome was always more drawn to it. It made you sad that you couldn’t bond in that way.

Jerome dropped the rest of the knives he didn’t throw to the ground and hoped over the counter. He unleashed the man from the ball bag and blood poured out of his mouth. Jerome put his hand directly in it’s path and dragged his finger along the mans cheeks to give him a smile. The man dropped dead to the ground and you grew almost as pale as his corpse. Your big brother reached up and pulled the teddy bear with the pink bow down as you requested and hoped back over to give it to you.

Your entire body started to shake when you saw the stains of blood on the toy’s fur. You looked up at your brother for comfort but he had a vicious smile spread across his face.

“Just like ya asked princess!” he said.

It was all too much for you, you’d never seen death like that up close and you didn’t know how to handle it. Your brain was scrambling trying to figure out what to say but your legs had a mind of their own and they just ran. It was like an out of body experience as you made your way through the circus, seeing your fathers men all participating in the sadistic games. Blood painting the ground around you. You needed a place to get out of and drown out all the noise. You kept running until you saw the hall of mirrors. It was perfect you thought, secluded and difficult for anyone to find you.

Jerome stood in shock at what just happened. He furrowed his brow and turned to the goon who shrugged not knowing what happened either. Jerome thought for a moment that he was going to throw up, he had this weird sensation in his stomach he had never felt before. It was tight and made him feel uneasy and drained his confidence. he dropped the bear and put his palm on his chest feeling it rise and put pressure on him. He looked off in the distance but didn’t see his sister anywhere.

“Fuck....”he mumbled and began to jog around searching. He knew his father would be furious.

He called out his sisters name with no answer, she wouldn’t be hard to stand out among all the bloodied victims and criminals. After a while when he couldn’t see her, he knew there was only one thing to do. He pulled out his phone and dialed his dad. Jerome was stubborn as hell but still needed his dad in tough times.

Joker felt the phone vibrating in his pocket and pulled it out. When he saw it was his son he looked at it confused. Jerome hardly ever called him, it was always his princess. He answered immediately expecting something terrible to be wrong.

“Jerome?” he said slightly panicked.

“Hey dad uh.... everything is fiiiiiiiiiiiine. So don’t worry old man” he said

“If everything is fine why did big tough Jerome call the old man?” Joker replied knowing his son better.

“uh well it’s (y/n)...” he continued putting his hand over his face.

Joker jumped up from the couch and gripped the phone, “What’s wrong with her?”

“Nothing! Nothing!” Jerome raised his hands up as if his father was standing right i front of him. “It’s just uh....” Jerome tried to think of something to explain the situation without admitting he doesn’t know where she is “She’s.. mad at me I guess. I’m not sure” as Jerome said it the feeling inside of him got worse “.

“Mad at you?” Joker sat back down

“Yeah uh...” Jerome’s voice was lacking his usual sarcasm and went into a deep and honest tone that took Joker by surprise. “I was trying to win her this stuffed animal and I had to kill this guy during the game and when I handed it to her....” realization hit him “it was covered in blood and she ran off”.

“Sounds like you already know the answer as to why” Joker sighed.

“I have this weird feeling like someone punched me in the best and took one of my ribs. It’d weird like my heart burns and is pounding”.

Joker laughed into the phone and it confused Jerome, “You know the same thing happened to me. You’ve never felt this before? Got goosebumps down your spine? Yeah that’ll happen”.

“Why?” Jerome said running his hand through his hair.

“It’s because you’re worried about her and you love her and you hurt her kid. I got the same feeling the first time she cried in her crib”.

Jerome rolled his eyes remembering how sappy his dad got when talking about her, “Well what do I do?”

“You go after her. You fix it. Talk to her. Do what I told you when I came in your room this morning. You’re her brother Jerome, whether or not you like it you love that little girl” Joker hung up the phone with a smile on his face. He knew this day would be good for his kids. Even though his little girl was hurting, he knew that Jerome feeling this way was better in the long run.

Jerome stood there for a moment finally understanding what was going on. It hurt worse now that he admitted to himself that he hurt his sister. It wasn’t like when he teased her and she got upset and ran to their parents. This time he hit something inside of her at the core. Suddenly the thought of her crying didn’t make him laugh with joy like after one of his pranks, he felt awful. He picked up the pace and ran around the entire circus. He grabbed everyone he saw by the throat and asked if they had seen her.

Everyone who didn’t give him the answer he wanted was dead by the time Jerome left their presence. he frantically ran around thinking of all the things that could be happening to her. For the first time in his life there was someone else more important than himself. And it was his baby sister. Memories he didn’t even know he had started to stir in his mind. Him and her playing together when they were young, falling asleep on the couch together after a movie, little hugs and touches here and there. Jerome was knocked back into reality when he saw the hall of mirrors, that was it.

“(y/n) are you in here?” he called out running throuugh with his hands in front of him to make sure he didn’t run into any of the mirrors. He didn’t get a response but knew she was in there.

He kept running through the maze and calling out for her until he saw her. She was huddled on the ground with her knees to her forehead and arms wrapped around. He could hear her sobs.

“hey...” he said approaching her slowly. But he banged his head against the mirror when he knelt down. it wasn’t her. “Come on where are you?” he said but she just kept crying.

“You don’t care about me” you said to your brother, not revealing where you were.

“That’s not true” Jerome sighed frustrated.

“Yes it is! You didn’t want to come here I know you didn’t!”

“Then why the hell am I standing here huh?” he protested

“Because daddy made you! I bet the only reason you went looking for me is because you’re scared daddy would be mad. Just get the fuck out okay Jerome?”

Jerome started breathing heavily not being able to handle the feeling in his chest He pulled out the gun that he always kept hidden from everyone on him and started to fire rapidly at all the mirrors around him. You screamed from the noise and covered your head to protect yourself from the glass shattering around you. After what felt like a lifetime the bullets stopped and the glass all landed shattered on the floor. Now you and your brother stood there in each others presence with no illusions. You uncovered your face and looked up at him. He had a look on his face somewhere between anger and desperation.

“If I didn’t care would I have done that? I did that to find you” Jerome let out in a big huff “And I don’t do anything I don’t want to. The old man telling me to or not”.

You looked up at your brother not knowing what to say. He reached his hand out for you to grab and you hesitated. Never knowing when Jerome was joking or not. Yes we’re clowns, you thought, but we are family too. You decided to risk it, as you always did with him and take his hand. To your relief and surprise he pulled you up gently.

“I’m an asshole yeah I know. But that doesn’t mean I want my baby sister crying” Jerome saw the track marks her tears left on her cheeks and reached up to wipe them away. When you felt his touch you smiled at how gentle he could be. “So ya know.. I uh.... I’m...I’m...”

You knew exactly what your brother was struggling to say. “oh my my my.. Is the great big Jerome trying to apologize?” you said reminding Jerome of your dad.

Jerome looked at yu straight in the eye, with the most sincere look you had ever been given. And he shook his head. You lunged at him adn wrapped your arms around his wasit and dug your head into his chest.

“Apology accepted” you sighed happily.

Jerome returned the favor and wrapped his arms around you and squeezed tightly. Jerome felt the feeling in his chest disppear and it was likea weight lifted. he felt content with his sister in his arms. He still felt bad for being such a dick to her at times but her hug reassured him that she was aware of how he felt.

“So...” Jerome said pulling away from the hug. You giggled knowing that it was too much affection for one day, thankful just for the taste. “Want me to take ya home kiddo?

“Not just yet! You still owe me!” you said intertwining your arm with his and walking him over the glass.

“uh for what?” Jerome said back to is normal sarcastic and annoyed self. Only this time it made you over the moon.

“I need a stuffed bear to bring home silly! But it’s my turn to play games my way! But don’t worry red I’ll win ya something”

“Promise?” Jerome teased tickling your side.

“Promise”.

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Hours had past since Joker got the call from his son and he was starting to get worried that something else happened. It was the first time Jerome had dealt with something like this so Joker was uneasy at the amount of time they were gone. Soon he heard the tires screeching which could only mean Jerome’s driving. He went to the window by the door when he saw the headlights shine through. There were his kids. Smiling as happy as ever. His princess jumped out of the car and dragged her giant shark stuffed animal shark through the window. Jerome followed after her carrying the tiniest stuffed animal Joker had ever seen. A hot pink bear with a purple ribbon. Joker laughed to himself and opened the door so his baby girl could run to him. He was in for a good story tonight.

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