#jimmy darling x fem!reader

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Prom Song (Gone Wrong) - j. darling oneshot

‘YOU ARE BY FAR THE BRIGHTEST STAR I’VE EVER SEEN & I’VE EVER DREAMED.’

w; jimmy is absolutely precious, a BUNCH of fluff.

an; this SONG IS jimmy darling - i will not be hearing anything other than agreement!

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“One strawberry milkshake, please, doll.” The small drawl made your eyes quickly look up, cheeks tingling with a blush and a flutter to your heart.

“Now, Jimmy Darling, what are you doin’ here?” You tilt your head. A curl had slipped and rested against pink cheeks, it had him wanting to push it away and kiss you silly.

“Came to visit one of my favorite workers.” His lips curl into a smile. His dimples deepen and a small wink gets sent your way - you are sure he’s trying to kill you.

You glance over your shoulder, looking behind the counted. Mae sends you a look, eyes darting down to where Jimmy sits, leather gloves resting on the table.

You roll your eyes, looking back at him. “Mae?” You’re only joking - but you could still remember the first time you saw him speaking to her and the jealousy that had hit you. Then the anger when she found out what was underneath the gloves that he was afraid to remove unless he was in a safe space.

His smile immediately drops - small panic crossing his features. “I- No. I meant-” You cut him off with a giggle, shaking your head.

“I’m only teasin’ you,” You quickly jot down the milkshake before peeking up at him. “One strawberry milkshake, comin’ up.” You give a sweet smile that has him swooning and smiling back.

You spin on your heel, walking away and towards the counter. He waits patiently, eyes peeking back up and awkwardly meeting with Mae’s. He quickly looks away, head shaking a bit.

A cup is placed in front of him, the perfect amount of whipped cream covering the sugary treat and a cherry dropped on top. “For you. On the house.”

He frowns a bit, but takes a sip nonetheless. He clears his throat when you turn around again. “Wait!” You stop and look back at him. “Would… Uh, would you want to-”

You grin. “I get off in an hour.”

He lets out a small relieved breath, nodding. “I’ll wait.”

You give him a smile nod and a shy smile, walking towards another table.

💌

He pluck a flower from the ground, grunting and tossing it to the side when he sees it wasn’t a perfect one. It all needed to be perfect.

Eve’s perfectly arched brow lifts, her legs carrying her over to the boy who had grown sweaty from the sun shining down on his glistening neck. “Jimmy,” He jerks up, spinning around. Her eyes glance down at his hands. “Uh, what are you doing?” She tilts her head, eyes going back up to his face.

His hand comes up and wipes the drop of sweat that had started to roll down his temple. “Well, I was trying to get this area set up for a picnic for… someone.”

A smile spreads over her lips, arms crossing over her chest. “Is it that gal down at the diner? The pretty one you’ve been talking to?”

He smiles, nodding. “Yeah… her, she’s different, ‘ya know? Not scared of me. Doesn’t judge me. I want to be sure everything is perfect for her.”

Eve nods, lips pursing together. “Tell ‘ya what,” She starts, catching his attention. “You go get a shower, you’re sweatin’ buckets. Get dressed up and go pick ‘er up. I’ll be sure to have this done before you get back.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“I trust you and your judgment, Jimmy. If you really like this girl and want to make it perfect, then you need to trust me,” She nods. “I’ll get this done for ‘ya. Now, go on.”

His smile grows wider and he nods, making his way towards his Caravan.

Eve smiles, watching him before turning back and walking back towards the group. Everyone turns to look at her.

“We need to help Jimmy with something,” She starts. “And we need to make it perfect.”

💌

A quick change out of your dress that had felt like it smelt of hamburger and steak and into a yellow dress with white heels, and makeup touch up in the bathroom, you were ready to walk out of the diner.

You wave to Diana, one of the nicer co-workers, before pushing the door open and smooth down your dress before looking up and across the street. There was the boy who was haunting your thoughts, leaning against his motorcycle.

There’s a small blush that tingles at your cheeks - a feeling becoming all too familiar when you land your eyes on Jimmy Darling.

He’s already smiling, his pretty dimples making you swoon all over again. He’s changed into a different outfit.

He lifts his arms and waves. You wave back, smile never faltering. Your eyes are quickly looking both ways before quickly crossing the street.

“Hi, doll.”

“Hi.” Your face burns when his soft lips press against your temple. He holds out his gloved hand, helping you onto the back of the motorcycle.

“I’m gonna put this on you, okay?” He tilts his head, holding up the helmet.

“Where’s yours?” You question when he places it onto your head, nudging your chin up. He tightens the strap.

“I’ll be fine, doll. Don’t worry your pretty little head,” He grins, swinging his leg over and sitting in front of you. “Just hold on tight, yeah?”

He peeks over his shoulders. You nod, arms wrapping around his sides and rest your chin against his shoulder. “Yeah.” You smile.

He sends you another heart melting wink before turning the motorcycle on, revving it up before pulling out onto the main road.

You squeezed him extra when he sped up.

💌

The grass was itching at your bare legs but you didn’t mind.

Not when his hand was in yours, leading you past the carousel and towards a small pond where he had set up a blanket and some little snacks.

Jimmy’s brows lift as he stares at the picnic that had been set up - it was perfect.

“This is for me?” Your eyes widen and look over at him quickly, blinking away the unshed tears.

He looks bashful, shy, when he looks away, ducking his head and nodding. “Yeah,” He wipes at the sweat that had collected around his hairline from the sweltering sun. “Only for the prettiest.” And there’s the charming boy you know all too well.

It’s your turn to dunk your head, giggling and shaking your head. He pulls you closer towards the red and pink blanket that had a smattering of flowers decorating it. Your dress fans around you when you sit down, Jimmy sitting across from you.

“It’s not much.”

“You kiddin’?” You look at him. “Jimmy, this is… the most thoughtful thing someone’s ever done for me. I love it.”

And when he gives you a sweet smile, you can’t help but lean over and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, hand lifting and wiping the gloss away.

💌

“Close your eyes.” He says. Your brows lift and you sit up, eyes closing. He smiles and takes a moment to admire you quietly before looking away, grabbing the small box he had stuffed in the bottom of his basket.

He moves in behind you. His lips press against your shoulder causing you to giggle quickly, instinctively lifting it. He grins against your skin, opening the box and pulling out the locket he had saved up for, putting it around your neck and clasping it.

It took a moment, but he practiced because he wanted to be the one to put it on for you.

“Okay. Open.” He leans on his hand, staring at you from the side, hand pushing back your hair so he could see your face. Your eyes open, hand lifting to where the heart rested on your chest.

“Jimmy, is this a locket?” You smile, looking down. Your finger traces over the J.

He looks down, nodding. “Yeah… If you don’t like it, you can-" You shut him up with a kiss, hand coming up to cradle his cheek, the pad of your thumb sliding across his cheekbone.

You slowly pull away, grinning at the dazed look he had. “You think too much, Jimmy Darling.”

His grin is dopey. “Just want the best for my girl.”

Eve hides behind the tent when you lean in again and press your lips to his.

“How does Miss like it?” Ma Petite asks, a small giggle erupting her. Eve smiles and picks her up, walking away.

“She loved it.”

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[yes-divine-ruler]

If its not too much to ask, could you write a Jimmy darling fic based on the song Rude by MAGIC! ? Thank you if you do😎

I’m Gonna Marry Her Anyway - Jimmy Darling

Summary: Jimmy asks for your father’s blessing to get your hand in marriage, and it doesn’t work in his favour.

CW: angst

Word count: 1421

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"I wanna marry you Y/N," Jimmy said softly, his arms wrapped around your waist as you lay your head back on his chest.

Your eyes widen, turning to face your boyfriend as he offers you a small shy smile.

"Are you serious?" You say, moving to straddle his lap excitedly, his hands resting on your backside to hold you close.

"Deadly serious," Jimmy pulls you into a soft kiss, your hands moving up to cup his face.

“Let’s do it,” you speak on a whim, melting at the wide smile plastered on Jimmy’s face as he stares at your adoringly.

“You know I can’t do it without your father’s blessing,” Jimmy was traditional like that, but you knew deep down that he’d never get it.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea Jimmy,” you say solemnly, breaking eye contact and resting your head on his shoulder.

His hands rubbed up and down your back soothingly, as he kissed the side of your head.

“What’s the worst that can happen, at least I tried? If he can’t see how in love we are, then maybe we just have to prove it,” you look up again to meet the eyes of your boyfriend, offering him a small, slightly hopefully smile.

You paced nervously upstairs, biting on your thumbnail, occasionally peering out the window at the driveway. Your boyfriend Jimmy, planned to arrive at your house at any moment now, with a question you knew wouldn’t be widely accepted by your family. Nothing he could do would convince your parents he was the one for you - he was a freak show entertainer, and he suffered from a deformity - no one could look past that but you, despite how nice of a person Jimmy really was, and how well he treated you.

Jimmy arrived on his motorcycle, and without another thought, you ran from your bedroom, descending the stairs to meet with the love of your life. Your father had beat you to it, opening the front door and answering Jimmy's knocking.

"What can I do for you son?" Your father spoke flatly, taking in Jimmy's appearance, the look on his face nothing short of brash.

“Hi, sir, my names Jimmy, Jimmy Darling and I’ve been seeing your daughter,” he starts, your eyes only widening from behind your father as you stayed silent in the background.

“Right? I didn’t know about this,” your father seemed irritated by Jimmy’s confession, his palm flat on the door as if he was ready to close it in his face.

As if he could feel your eyes boring into the back of his head, your father turns around to face you, shooting you a scowl.

“Is this true, Y/N?” He asks, his eyebrows furrowed, creasing his forehead with deep wrinkles.

“Yes dad,” you reveal, “Jimmy and I love each other.”

Your dad laughs, turning back to Jimmy who looked concerned in the doorway.

“You love him? You don’t know what love is, look at him Y/N, he’s nothing but trouble. Isn’t he one of those freaks?” your father scoffs, as you pace to the door to stand beside him.

“You don’t know Jimmy dad, and yes, we’re in love, okay? He’s not a freak! He’s no less than you, he’s a person, just like you and I!” You almost cry in frustration, knowing that your dad wouldn’t be so easily persuaded. You can see Jimmy’s morale drop as he digs into his leather jacket pocket.

“Sir- I came here today to ask for your blessing-” Jimmy clears his throat, standing up taller, “to take your daughter’s hand in marriage. I want to be with Y/N for the rest of my life, and I mean that,” Jimmy reveals a small velvet box, and opens it to show the most beautiful engagement ring. Your eyes well with tears at Jimmy’s sincerity, and the sight of the ring that you knew had to be around your finger, whether your father liked it or not.

Your father only laughs mockingly at Jimmy’s request, causing your heart to sink to the bottom of your chest.

“You-” your father points an accusing finger at Jimmy’s chest, “-will never get my blessing ‘til the day I die.”

Jimmy’s eyes widen as your father goes to close the front door, as you reach forward to try and stop his arm.

“Dad! No!” You shout, wrapping your arms around his arm. Jimmy puts his foot in the door, pushing it back open, looking much more determined than before.

“I hate to do this, but you leave me no choice. I’m a firm believer in traditions but love me or hate me, with or without your blessing sir, we will be getting married, and you will either be there, or not; we’ll run away. You know she’s in love with me, she’ll go anywhere I go,” Jimmy’s words are sure and firm.

You father seemed taken back by Jimmy’s perseverance, looking down at you as you dig your nails into his arm.

“So you’ve already planned this then?” He asks softly, as if his anger won’t let him speak any louder without exploding.

“I told you dad, Jimmy and I love each other, we want to get married, start a family! Get a house, we’ve thought about this so hard dad,” you plead with your father. He looks at you with cold, dark eyes, before his hand comes down to grip onto your wrist.

“Get off my property before I call the police,” he says to Jimmy, before slamming the door shut.

“Let me go!” You scream as your father drags you up the stairs, “you- are never leaving this house again,” he says between grit teeth, before pushing you into your bedroom and closing the door.

When you stand again, you hysterically bang your fists on the door, “No dad, please!” You beg, before hurrying over to the window to see if you can see Jimmy.

Jimmy knows where your bedroom is, he’s helped you out of your bedroom window countless times. You see him below your window, so you go to open it, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“I’m so sorry Jimmy!” You yell down to him, trying to choke down your sobs.

“Pack a bag baby, we’re gettin’ outta here!” He replies, his hands cupped over his mouth.

There’s not a moment you question it, as you rush to pack a small bag, filling it with whatever you can get your hands on, before clasping it closed. You pull it over to the window, Jimmy now standing with outstretched arms, ready to catch.

“Throw it down!” He calls, as you toss your bag over the window sill and watch as it lands in his arms.

He puts it on the ground, and then motions for you to come down next. You climb out the window, carefully scooting on your bottom down the rusted tin awning of your house, and clutching onto the gutter pipe at the end. Taking a deep breath, you slowly let your legs fall around the pipe, Jimmy now directly under you as you let yourself slide down.

“I got you baby,” Jimmy says, the smile on his face not faltering.

His arms wrap around your waist, and pull you down onto the ground. Once your feet hit the gravel, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug.

“I mean it Jimmy, I’m so sorry,” you repeat, nuzzling your face into his chest.

“It’s not your fault darlin’, now come on, let’s go before your dad notices you’re gone,” he grabs onto your hand, his other holding your bag as you both run to his motorbike.

“Hey! Y/N!”

You sit on the back of Jimmy’s bike as you turn to look at your father, as he stands on the front porch with his rifle.

“Oh my god, Jimmy, hurry!” You pat Jimmy on the back, encouraging him to start the bike before your father shoots at the both of you like the mad man he is.

“On it honey, hold on tight okay?” Jimmy’s hand twists the throttle, sending you both flying forwards on the bike, your father and your childhood home becoming only a spec in the distance.

Letting out a sigh in relief, and wrapping your arms around Jimmy, you press your face into his back and close your eyes. This is where you really wanted to be, and nothing your family can say or do will ever change your mind.

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[ashes-writing]

at last | ahs - freak show ; j.darling

tag list babes || req. rules / fandoms+characters || got a req? || masterlist

CHAPTERS ; 

This is a one shot... for now. Masterlist for AHS can be found here.

AUTHORS NOTES;

This was inspired by the fact that I woke up and chose violence in the form of angst, there not being nearly enough love for Jimmy Darling on this hellsite and oldies on Spotify and maybe just a smidge of The Notebook. Oh and a prompts list which is this one right here

SUMMARY;

-- you grew up with him and somewhere along the way, you fell in love. aka, the one where unrequited love becomes requited.

PAIRING;

Jimmy Darling x Fem!Reader (aside from having female parts, this one is a bit better of a blank slate I am uh.. still transitioning from writing OC works to writing Reader works so yeah.)

WARNINGS;

Angst. That is the warning.

TAGLIST;

There's nobody on my American Horror Story taglist. If you'd like to be, please click the little link up top and add yourself or tell me and I'll do it.

OTHER STUFF;

Reader has been adopted by Elsa Mars and raised as her own from a young age. None of the plot of Freak Show is mentioned here save for Jimmy losing his mother and Maggie being in the first half. This is all I have for this particular thing so if you want to see more or maybe you want me to make a series out of this please lmk. Otherwise, this is a one shot.

“Let me go, Jimmy.”

You give him a pleading look. The suitcases are already packed, and a taxi is on its way. You tried so hard to stick around, the carnival is your only family and it’s the only thing you’ve ever known because Elsa Mars adopted you when you were no older than three.

But you’re 19 now.

All grown up.

You’ve been in love with Jimmy Darling for years and you can’t take another second pining away in secret.

“So you’re just gonna leave, doll? That it? We’re family til we ain’t anymore?” Jimmy looks so hurt. So oblivious. And he sounds so cold when he says it. “Maggie, she was right. You were always too good for this place.”

Maybe hearing her name come out of the mouth of the man you love for the millionth time is what prompts you to do it. And you figure there’s no harm, it’s not like he’ll return the feelings and it’s not like it’ll change anything that you’ve decided.

“I’m so sick of her.” you say it without thinking. Bitterness welling up from deep within as you shake your head when Jimmy goes to speak up, to say something. “Look.” you rub the bridge of your nose and you sigh, taking a deep breath. “I can’t pretend anymore, alright?”

Jimmy steps up, blocking your path when you step over with every intention of grabbing your suitcase and leaving the rest of what you’ve stopped yourself from saying unsaid.

Elsa, your adoptive mother peeks in. “Your taxi is almost here, darling. Have you said your goodbyes to everyone?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“She’s going t’ go off and make a name for herself, Jimmy! Aren’t y’ so excited for her?” the words are said with a hint of mocking as brown eyes linger on Jimmy Darling. He’s just lost his mother and now, he’s losing you. The love of his life. The one girl he’s always wanted, always put on a pedestal and told himself he’d never have because he’s disfigured, he’s a freak. You’re too good for him, he could never give you the life you deserve.

“Yeah. Real excited.” Jimmy’s tone is flat. 

“Make your last goodbye quick, my little darling! It’s almost time to go.” and with this, Elsa Mars is gone, the door swinging shut soft behind her.

“Why are you even here? Doesn’t Maggie need something?” you say it quiet and you say it with what you hope is a voice that doesn’t contain a hint of jealousy or bitterness. “Aren’t you in love with her now?”

This is the exact reason you know you can’t stay here. Pining away in secret ultimately leads to bitterness and anger and that’s not a way you want to live your life. It’s already started, you’ve bent over backwards since her arrival to try to find something wrong with her, something that’ll get her run off. Away from him. Away from your family.

You step around him to grab your suitcase one last time and you can’t help or stop it when the words come tumbling out. “I’ve loved you since the first time I laid eyes on you, Jimmy.” you want to disappear on the spot, but you swallow down the lump in your throat and you keep going, “It hurts, ya know? I ache for you. And you don’t even… It’s like I’m not good enough because I’ve tried so hard.”

You pick up the suitcase and start to make your way out of the little silver camper. As you’re walking towards the road to wait for the taxi, Maggie stops you and you sigh, defeated. “You win. Just… take care of him, please?” you mumble, “Take care of him.”

You hurry towards the road and you’ve made it halfway, but you’re stopped. Whirled around with force that catapults you straight into him. Webbed fingers grip either side of your face clumsily and he’s leaning down, his forehead against your own. “Baby no… c’mon doll, you don’t have t’ do this, please stay. C’mon,” he’s pleading frantically and rough lips attack your softer ones hungrily as he continues to beg, “Don’t leave me too. I love you. I really love you, I mean it.”

You pull away because you’re wary of it at first. But he’s just about to cry and you can’t take it. “Jimmy..” you trail off, raising a hand to wipe at your eyes. “You’re just saying that. You’ll be fine, you’ll see. You’ll..” you wipe your eyes again, “You’ll forget all about me and it won’t take long, either.”

The taxi comes to a slow and screeching halt and you get into it, paying the driver as you light up a cigarette with shaking hands. “Where to, miss?”

“The train station. I’m leaving for New York today.” you manage a weak smile. And the whole time, your heart is breaking into a million pieces on the inside.

Jimmy watches you leave and Maggie wanders up. “You loved her, huh?”

“She’s the reason I wasn’t leavin yet. I.. stayed t’ be close to her. Just told myself I couldn’t have her.”

“Where’s she going?”

“Elsa said somethin’ about New York.”

Maggie isn’t stupid, she knows their brief and fleeting thing is over, right then, on the spot. She sighs and gets him looking at her. “I don’t love you. Not like her.”

And somehow, hearing her say it doesn’t hurt at all. Not nearly as much as you leaving.

“Remember everything you told me? About the future? About a little house in the middle of town? I think you know who you really imagined all of that with. Let her go for now.. But go to her.”

Jimmy thinks it over and he takes a shaky breath.

– ( 2 years later )

You’re exhausted. All you want to do is go up to your little studio apartment and sleep. You’re pushing your way through a crowded street a block away from your place and you think you see him in the crowd but you quickly put the thought out of your head. Elsa’s last letter hinted that the show had broken up and you can only assume that Jimmy went on to build his dream life with his dream girl.

Because when he tried to stop you from leaving that day, you’re almost certain that when he said he loved you he meant like family. Like a friend or a sister, because that’s essentially how you’d been raised with him.

So you’re almost completely certain that seeing him in crowds and catching hints of that cheap cologne and the pomade he used in his hair are just residuals and you tell yourself that one day, this won’t happen anymore. One day, you’ll forget all about him.

You know it’s a lie but it keeps you going.

You’re just about to step into the lobby of your building when you feel hands on your hips and you whirl around, ready to attack.

Jimmy is standing there. Wild flowers in one hand and a weak smile.

It takes a second for you to process. You blink twice and he doesn’t disappear in front of you.

“I’ve loved y’ since the first time I laid eyes on ya, doll. Are you almost done with this shit?” he gestures to the busy sidewalk and the crowded street you live on. You’re frozen, mouth and brain utterly useless because neither one wants to work on their own, let alone together. “Jimmy..”

“Yeah, kitten?” he steps closer, towering over you. Pulling you close by wrapping an arm around your waist. “I hate this place. It’s too noisy, doll. Let me take y’ home?” he mutters, closing the distance between his mouth and yours.

“Jimmy, what about…” you’re not allowed to finish what you were about to ask because he’s pulled you up his body, your legs around his waist. “Darlin..” he coaxes, teeth locking on your bottom lip as he deepens the kiss, “I tried t’ let you go, alright? I..I can’t. I love you. It’s you, okay? It’s always been you.”

“Take me home, Jimmy.” you gasp out as your mouths crash against each other all over again…

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[nobitchs-world]

Me after searching up “character name x black!reader” and it gives me some Harry Potter shit

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[jellyluvr]

Tastes delicious

- Peter maximoff x fem!reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

So I'm making peter sub in this one cuz y not. Plus he's definitely not the type to become some daddy so we're going for a sub Peter. No mommy stuff, but there's like typical nicknames. Kinda slow burn

Warnings: sub peter, Dom reader, oral sex, kissing, and actually a little mommy action

Summary: peter is watching a movie with you and there's a scene that gives him a boner.

Word count: 1.6k

(Got gif off pinterest)

Peter was sitting on the couch in the mansion, the lights turned low. It looked pretty gloomy, but your invisibility helped you hide. Peter was watching a 'spicy' movie, which caught your eye. Peter seemed to be enjoying all the kissing and grinding, the bright flashing lights also showing the sexual scenes.

You creeped behind the couch, it sitting in the middle of the lounge, the tv on the wall, a fireplace under it, obviously not lit.

You wanted to stay in there as a secret. You wanted to see what was going to happen, and while peter chomped on his popcorn loudly, the tv also got loud.

But, in a millisecond, peter appeared with a popsicle while he sucked on it. It was about to make you giggle, the way he decided to eat his popsicle.

But now, the scenes were getting a little too much, and it was obvious that peter liked it, a slight, but obvious bulge appearing in his overly tight pants.

You, still hidden in the shadows, finally decided to lean on the couch, it making a squeak noise from it being leather. Peter turned his head immediately, seeing the indent in the couch, no person.

He immediately knew it was you, you were the only one that had invisibility. His face turned a pink color while he looked at you, the movie still playing.

"Hey y/n..." he smiled sheepishly while you showed yourself finally.

"Hi Peter." You smiled back before finding a place on the couch next to him. It was clearly too close for comfort, but peter didn't say anything. Bless his innocent soul.

You were aware of his boner. His very obvious boner. But, it became even more noticeable when you sat down next to him. He didn't do much, he just sat there and continued to watch the movie, you watching his pants instead.

You were wearing a skimpy skirt, 'small as a belt' and a camisole with white lace. You liked wearing white, it brought out the whole invisibility thing. Plus it gave you the nickname ghost. Or ghosty.

But, unfortunately for peter, your skirt was too much for him. For his little goofy brain to comprehend. Yeah, he watched porny movies, but he never tried to do things with girls. It wasn't like he had a chance anyway.

The silence was thick. The only thing in the room making noise was the tv, oddly lewd noises coming from it.

But, the silence broke with you.

"Can you pass me the popcorn please?" You fluttered your eyes at him. Why did you sound so.. seductive..? It was all peter could think about. He didn't even register what you had asked.

"Or don't.. that's okay too." You chuckled lightly before moving your hand over his lap, purposely touching his sensitive boner. He let out a whimper in response. And a cute plea.

"H-hey!..." he said, looking down at your hand. You just giggled slightly.. "what?" You knew exactly what, but it was better to act clueless.

Peter was clearly flustered by this, his face red and his boner almost twitching. The tight restraints of his pants held that back, only making his boner more painful.

Grabbing the popcorn, you placed it on your lap before eating some, making sure to keep peter in view the whole time. You took peice by peice, placing it in your mouth slowly.

"What are you watching anyway? This movie sucks." You reached over to take the remote, not touching his boner this time. He was obviously flustered, he needed touch. His hips even jolted up when you reached your hand over again.

"It's uhm.. nothing. Just change it.. it's fine.." he said, his voice soft and quiet. That was unusual for him. Most of the time he'd be beaming with pride. Now his pride was the equivalent to a squashed berry. Or bug.

"Nothing? Really?" You teased, poking him jokingly. He didn't react, he was still hot, his body acting like a furnace.

"Mhm. Maybe we just shouldn't watch a movie.." he said, still acting like he had been traumatized or something.

"So what do you suggest?" You placed the remote down, also moving the popcorn over.

"No.. I know just the thing actually." You smiled, peter now even more afraid.

And it all made sense when you moved over right onto his lap. He let out a soft gasp, your clothed cunt rubbing right on his boner.

"What..?" He asked his hands staying on the couch, gripping into them slightly.

"What?" You teased again before grabbing one of peters large hands and placing it right on your chest.

"This is okay, right?" You asked. Even though this had all been really sudden, you still asked for his consent even though you knew it'd be yes.

He only nodded, his eyes staring at your chest. You giggled a bit, putting your hands on his shoulders before kissing him lightly.

It had started out sweet and slow, but over the time peter got comfortable and let his tongue enter your mouth. The two of you pulled from the breathy kiss, you smiling and peter just panting, his face a cherry red.

Your hands traveled down his chest before stopping right at the button of his jeans. Before you could even say anything, he said it first.

"Y-yes.." he pushed out, his hands moving down to your waist and rubbing slightly there.

Your smile stayed while you unbuttoned his restraints, his baggy boxers popping out. You pulled his pants down to his knees before placing your fingertips over the little wet spot, stained with precum on his boxers.

"Such a pretty boy.." you rubbed his tip through the fabric while he squirmed a bit, his grip on your waist tightening.

He hummed while you teased him, his hips rolling into your thumb and finger.

"Patience hun.." you purred, letting your fingers travel along his length. He jolted his hips up again, whimpering as you touched him.

"Please..." he cried and you finally moved your hand up to the waistband of his boxers.

"Please what? Use your words, baby." You looked up at him, your finger playing with the waistband. Peters fingers rubbed into your waist while he looked down, huffing a breath.

"Please, momma.." he was desperate for touch clearly. And you had to be good to him, he deserved a little reward, after all.

"Good boy." You praised, letting your fingers go down to touch his rough silver bush, then to his piping hot shaft.

You moved the boxers down more, letting his cock spring free, it letting some pre cum drip out. His tip was a rosey pink, his veins active.

He let out little moans when you touched him, them being perfect in every way. The sounds he let out when you rubbed your thumb over his tip made you feel a little spark in your stomach.

"Mmm.." he moaned, his hips rolling a bit to feel more of your touch. You didn't mind, you just wanted him to feel good.

Your hand slipped down his length, feeling every vein and pulse in him, hearing ever moan and whimper.

All of it got you worked up too, but peter was more worked up.

You moved your hand up and down at a steady pace, his pre cum acting as a sweet lubricant.

But, your hand went quicker with no warning. Peter bit his lip but noises still seeped out.

And peter became a mess. Like melting butter in your hands.

His hips jolted up again, but went down as you pulled your hand off. He was about to say something before you stuck your mouth on his tip, your tongue swirling around skillfully.

His breath hitched and whatever he was about to say became letters on a fridge. All scrambled and incoherent.

He couldn't help but let a moan slip when you tucked your tongue under his shaft and began bobbing your head. His tip hit the back of your throat, you gagging a little.

Drool seeped down his shaft, it making him squirm a bit more.

"OooOoh!~" he moaned, his hands grabbing onto your hair tight. His short fingernails dug into your scalp as you sucked, pulling off and slurping a bit before returning to your previous position.

It drove peter crazy. The way you moved your tongue, the way you felt on his cock.. he loved it. It was like a drug he couldn't get enough of.

He moved his hips into your mouth, making you gag some more.

"Fuck- I'm gonna cum.. I'm gonna cum.." he said breathlessly, his eyes shut while he took a few deep breaths.

You pulled up, your mouth secure on his tip while you looked up at him. Your tongue continued to assault his slit while your hands went to his shaft, moving with no mercy.

He let out a loud moan, squirming a bit. You sucked harder, your cheeks hallowed while he became a moaning mess infront of you.

"F-fuck!!~" he said, just under a shout. Then, warm thick cum filled your mouth, it landing right on your tongue.

You pulled off, swallowing what he left in your mouth before standing up and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

His chest rose frantically while his mouth stayed slightly open, his dick finally softening up a bit.

"Tastes delicious." You smiled at him while he just tried to calm down. His face was still hot, and you were still extremely horny.

"W-wait..." he said, his head turning to you, his eyes half lidded.

"Hm?" You hummed, that cheeky smile still on your face.

"Can I return the favor..?"

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Sorry if it's kinda choppy. I tried tho! 🤧

And should I make a taglist? 😭

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[fand0mh03]

Hi I wonder if I can request a" how the Evans masturbate" especially Kai Anderson ? I love your writing by the way thanks

How the Evans would masturbate

Loves, this is my first time writing smut, so I am so sorry if this is horrible :,) thank you for the request and your kind words 

Tate Langdon: 

He would think of you while he did it

You’re just so beautiful, and since you’re not dead and you’re gone all day, he just can’t help himself 

Really he just does the typical pumping until he comes, and then when you get home you two get into more intimate activities ;)

Kit Walker:

he gets lonely sitting up there in Briarcliff, especially if you’re not there or you’re at home

He’d think about your body, how he’d kiss all over your body, taking in all of your beauty while you’re under him

He’d have to be careful, since people are constantly checking in on him, so he’d have to be quick 

He doesn’t have many resources, he he just resorts to the typical pumping

Let’s just say when he gets home to you, you can’t walk for a week 

Kyle Spencer:

Again, pumping, he doesn’t want to go to a sex shop or anything to buy a toy, and he doesn’t want to risk his mom or frat buddies finding it

If he’s really in the mood he will, but I don’t think Kyle is a very sexual person, and the whole time he’s thinking about you, like how he’d tuck your hair behind your ear, and passionately kiss you

He would just want you so bad, but sadly you’re not there at that moment that he needs you

Jimmy Darling:

I feel like he’d be into cock warming, so he’d probably make a diy toy out of your clothes (rip your fave sweater 😔) 

It’s not the same, but he’s weird

What 

Anyways 

He also probably would hump things and would probably jack off

He’d wait for you and if you were later than what you said, you’re in for it

You won’t be able to walk for a while

Rip your knees if ykyk 

Kai Anderson:

have you met Kai?

No you haven’t 🥹

But anyways, he would not let you leave the house

So you’re his personal sex doll!

Even if you didn’t want it, too bad, Kai gets what he wants 

He will literally punish you if you’re not there when he needs you

Evan Peters:

he’s constantly away considering his job, so he’d probably be into nudes

So you’d send him a few photos, he’d send a few photos and so forth, and he’d probably hump and get off while looking at your pics and thinking about you

We all saw his humping game in that one interview 🤭

Anyways, he would really miss you, since he loves you! So he thinks about you 24/

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[bookloover35]

Jimmy Darling X fem reader- Our little family.

Yns Pov:

A family of your own.

It was all I could think about since Jimmy and I got married.

Our dream was to leave The Freak Show, move into our own house, get a dog and have our own children.

All I've wanted is a son and a daughter.

A boy who looks exactly like his father and a little girl who looks exactly like me.

At first, the idea of ​​having children was terrifying to Jimmy.

He was so afraid that our child will inherit his hands but, we talked and now he wants to have children with me more than anything else.

But it seems that both our dreams have been crushed, went to the doctor and he told me that I will never be able to have children of my own.

Due to a hereditary disease that I have inherited from my biological mother.

Jimmy: Dearest there you are.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Yn: Hi.

That was all I could say then I broke down.

All I could do was cry.

Jimmy: Hey baby Is everything okay?

What did the doctor say?

Yn: He said......... he said.

I couldn't get the words out, just more and more tears came.

He put his arms around me and said.

Jimmy: Shhhh take a deep breath dearest i'm here.

You know you can tell me everything.

But how?

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[lcnelyghost]

imagine taking care of dandy when he's sick ♥︎

a/n: a little something for one of my friends who saw my imagine with the evan’s being ill. we both love dandy so damn much so why not write a fluffy thing about him? hope you guys enjoy :)

warnings: THE FLUFFIEST PIECE OF FLUFF OUT THERE!!!!!!

all pictures do not belong to me!

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“Dandy?” You called out softly, stepping into his bedroom before seeing the poor dear shivering under the covers.

Gloria had informed you that Dandy was running a fever after stupidly storming out of the house last night during another one of his tantrums. Without a coat, might I add.

He was in complete denial that Dora and his mother suspected he may be coming down with a cold, or worse. When they tried to help, he only demanded that they call you right away and get you over to see him. He refused to take any medication or accept anyone’s foolish attempts at helping him until you were by his side.

When they did manage to contact you, both were insisting you come over as soon as you could. It was clearly a stress dealing with Dandy screaming and shouting the place down whilst not allowing anyone to try and make him feel more comfortable. So instead, he lay in bed coughing, sneezing, crying, and complaining about how much he missed you.

He quickly looked up from the sound of you’re voice, smiling slightly through chattering teeth. He could barely move or allow himself to throw off his covers and run around the room, pleased about you’re arrival. He was far too much cold and tired for that.

“Oh Dandy..” you said sadly, running you’re fingers through his hair and placing the back of you’re free hand to his forehead.

“My god you’re burning up!” Dandy pouted at you’re words before trying his best to sit up. You immediately lay him back down and told him to rest as best as he could.

He furiously rubbed at his nose and then sneezed quite a few times, groaning miserably afterwards. You blessed him sympathetically. Dandy rarely ever got sick. And when he did, his body was struck by it like lightening.

“Mother said you’d be over. In fact, I suppose seeing you is the only good thing i’ll be experiencing for the next week or so. Being unwell is absolute torture for me, Y/n. There’s nothing to be excited about and all I sit here thinking is when this illness will get rid already. There’s not even any time to play!” Dandy shrieked. You tried to stifle a laugh but also felt bad that being sick affected him this much. After all, Dandy did indeed cherish his playtime..

“Well.. I hope my company’s enough to keep you entertained for the time being. Are you hungry? I can get you’re mother to ask Dora if she can make some soup?” He slowly nodded and you placed a quick kiss on his forehead before leaving the room.

You managed to get Dora to make a soup that Dandy actually likes. She made it the way he preferred it so you hoped he’d atleast try a little bit of the warm liquid. Gloria tried her best to get you to let Dora take up the soup to Dandy, but you told her it certainly wouldn’t be an issue if you did it yourself. You ended up earning a look of relief on Dora’s face.

When you arrived back to Dandy’s room, you noticed he’d gone through plenty more tissues and was still shivering rather badly. Frowning slightly, you walked up to his bed and carefully took his soup off the fancy metal tray. He seemed to be happier now that you’d came back.

“Dora made you’re favourite, tomato and basil.” You beamed, grabbing a spoon and dipping it in the soup before blowing on it and preparing to feed it to Dandy.

“I thought I was getting lentil..” Dandy huffed. Although he accepted the spoonful in a heartbeat. You went with his slow pace of eating seeing as poor Dandy was quite tired and definitely not up for rushing through anything at the moment.

“I’m pretty sure you’re enjoying it, mister.” You joked playfully. Dandy had to nod his head at that. The soup was actually appetising enough for him.

“It’ll do, I guess… Shew!” Dandy sneezed again right before taking his final mouthful. You politely blessed him and fed him the very last bit of soup.

After you cleared the soup away, Dandy fell back down onto his pillows, sighing contently. “You know, it’s good having you here. I remember… Huh-Shoo! As a child… being this way one winter. Mother refused to come near me. She was going out someplace nice with her friends, and I knew i’d be scolded if she got sick. So.. I locked myself in my room. I decided to just wait until my sickness passed. I didn’t eat for two days. I just sat there, waiting. Waiting if mother would maybe change her mind and come check on me. But she never did.”

You always felt you’re heart threatening to crumble when Dandy shared memories of his past. Yes, he was completely spoiled and seemed to get everything he wanted, but what that boy truly wanted was love. His mother would buy him so many toys and whatever he still bothered with these days. She let him pick which meals he wanted, even let him have dessert before dinner. But the only thing Gloria failed to give Dandy was affection. And he would never forget that. Ever.

“Dandy, I care so much for you. You know that. You always spring into action when i’ve fallen ill or if i’m upset about something. And I swear, i’ll always do the same for you. Come now, rest up so we can get these nasty sniffles away. Get well soon, darling. I love you.”

Before you knew it, Dandy was sound asleep with the biggest smile on his face. One happy tear had fallen from his eye and landed on his cheek. You two were destined to be with one another forever. In sickness, and in health.

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[love-belle]

u dumbfuck i adore u !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they're secretly together and one comment leads to the grand reveal.

or

for when you find out that it'll always be them. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - max's version!!!!!! i hope u like it <3 charles' version coming soon!!!!!! thank u sm for reading, i love you <3

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[slutforgarlogan]

"With your finger in my mouth and the sound when leather jackets hit the ground!" | Jimmy darling x fem reader

Summary: Riding Jimmys thigh while he pays you no attention

Warnings: Thigh riding (obv), he calls you slut like once, hand kink

A/N: Its two in the morning im too tired to proofread soz x

You desperately rocked your bare core against Jimmys thigh, needing more help than you were getting from just this alone. "Jimmy please, I'll be good" you whined, looking up at him desperately.

He pays you no mind, carrying on with what hes writing, little fucker, muttering a dismissive "I'm busy doll." You whimper in response, rutting yourself on his clothed thigh, repeatedly brushing your clit against it.

The friction was delicious and it did make the coil in your stomach tighten, but it just wasnt enough. All you wanted was his big, fused fingers thrusting into you. You let your eyelids flutter shut, and you brought a hand up to your breast, playing with your nipple and whimpering softly.

You think about how his fingers usually feel inside you, stretching you out deliciously as they curl upwards inside your spongy walls, making you writhe beneath him.

This brings you closer than you were, rutting yourself mercilessly against his thigh and whining and whimpering loudly, begging him to touch you. "Jimmy please, just a little bit of help please"

Your eyes widen in surprise when he shoves his free hand in your mouth, but then you suck on his fingers as if they were his cock, listening to his low voice. "Be quiet, i told you i was busy and you couldn't wait an hour, its my thigh or nothing doll"

The sound of his voice and his fingers in your mouth are nearly enough to drive you over the edge. You suck his fingers harder, sinking your teeth into them as you finally manage to cum all over his thigh.

He winces a little when you bite down on his fingers "fuck, little slut"

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[asterias-record-shop]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OKAY IMREALLY EXCITED NOW!!! HERE WE GO BINGO: Dark Fic with Jimmy Keene with "Oh my darling girl, I have to mark you -- I need to show everyone who you belong to."

For the quick description I was thinking maybe Jimmy's girl is the type of girl that always turns heads and attracts ppl so one time when they're out (could be a party/bar/club) and Jimmy sees some guy talking to the reader and laughing then he gets jealous and yknow...😩 gets all possessive and shows her she's his

—𓆩[give me the word]𓆪—

𓆩[main masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[request/ask me something!]𓆪 𓆩[updated bingo card!]𓆪 𓆩[bingo masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[join the bingo taglist!]𓆪

𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Jimmy Keene x Fem! Girlfriend! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, smut

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.8K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Everyone knew you were Jimmy’s girl, everyone. It didn’t stop them from trying to steal you away, though, not that it ever worked. Besides, tonight was the opening of a new club, you both might as well give everyone something to look at - right?

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - in this, I am only writing Jimmy as a rich boy who runs with the wrong crowd. The only reason I am attracted to this man is because of Taron Egerton and nothing else, and it is not set in the universe as Black Bird but the character of Jimmy Keene as Taron Egerton. || I do not remember the names of his friends, so I made them up- || cursing and foul language || sub! reader || girly reader || reader wears makeup and exposing clothing || kinda whiny reader || definitely a dom/sub dynamic || breeding kink || raw sex || multiple rounds || multiple orgasms ||

“What about this for tonight?”

James had been watching you come in and out of your walk-in closet for hours, trying on dozens of different outfits that all did the same thing — to show off your amazing body. He didn’t care what you wore, you would walk in under his arm tonight and no matter how many people looked and ogled, you were his.

“It’s nice.” He was way too focused trying to control his dick rather than pay attention to what he’d say about your outfits.

You looked beautiful in all of them, he didn’t care what you wore because in all honesty, it’d be off in a matter of seconds. His friend was opening a new club downtown, and it was the grand opening, so of course you had to go all out.

“For fucks sake, James, you’ve been saying the exact same thing for every outfit! You know what, how about I just don’t go, huh?! Nothing in my closet seems to satisfy you, bastard!” You sobbed, stomping into the closet and slamming the door.

“Fuck- Y/N!” He was quick to stand, fixing his cock as he tried to open the door, the lock making him groan. “Y/N, honey, let me in!”

“No! I don’t want to see you!” Your voice was muffled, but he could hear your sobs. Oh you were so over dramatic, but he loved it.

James groaned, leaning his head on the door. “Baby, come on! I think all of them were really nice!”

“Yeah, I know! That’s all you were saying, I don’t want to look nice, I want to look perfect, hot, amazing- anything other than just nice!” You sobbed even louder, wailing as you pressed your face into your hands.

Why was he so short? Why did he keep saying the same damn things over and over again? For fucks sake, he could’ve said something else besides, ‘It’s nice’ for every single damn outfit!

“Oh baby, I didn’t mean it like that! Come on, how about I buy you a new outfit, hm? I’ll take you to that shop you love so much, does that sound good?” He could hear your sobs pause, smiling. You always loved it whenever he took you shopping, this would be no different.

You whimper, his smile widening. “As many outfits as I want?”

He laughed, nodding. “As many as you want.”

“And some lingerie?”

“How could I forget the lingerie, baby?”

“And perfume?”

You were going to make him go broke, but he didn’t care. Not when everything he was about to splurge on was for you.

“How about two perfumes?”

He didn’t even notice the door opening, quickly catching himself before he fell and you ran into his chest with a loud sob. “Don’t ever tell me I look just nice again!”

James laughed, nodding as he stroked your cheeks. “Whatever you say, my love. Do you want to wear that to the store?”

You paused, looking down at your black dress that was way too short but James loved, a smile on his lips as you bent your leg back, looking down at the bottom of your Louboutins. “Yes.”

It makes him laugh again as you walk out, your strut perfectly swinging your hips from side to side before you stop and look back. “Are you coming?”

“Yes ma’am.”

He followed you out the door of your shared room, stepping over the mess of clothes you had made trying to figure out outfits, smiling as you reached back and grabbed his hand. “I’m hungry. Get me some food too?”

“Whatever you want, baby. From the food court or the way back?” It was a simple question, but you pouted like it was the biggest decision on earth.

“I don’t know. They have that really good place at the food court, but I’ve been craving that restaurant too… Can we decide later?” You lead him down the stairs making James nod, smiling.

He could never stop smiling around you, it was impossible. “You just tell me what you want me to do, baby, I’ll pick up whatever you want.”

“How about both?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“That’s what I want! Now come on, we have to go!” You giggled as you pulled him out the door, groaning as you tried to tug on his hand to get him to go faster as he locked the door. “Come on, Jimmy!”

It didn’t take you both to get to the shopping center, James lounging on one of the expensive futons while you changed in the dressing room. “Jimmy, are you ready?!”

“Yes, love!” He sits up, smiling as you walk out of the dressing room onto the platform, the entire dressing room like your own personal runway.

You walked down toward him, showing off the black dress that he was sure you had just tried on earlier back home. “Darling, as beautiful as you looked, didn’t you just try that one?”

You started giggling, nodding. “You passed the test! I wanted to make sure you were paying attention.”

“How could I not when your tits look so good in that dress baby?” He begins to stand, already walking toward you before you pressed a foot to his chest.

“Behave, James, I’m not done with my fashion show. I still have to find an outfit for tonight.” You giggled, pressing your foot against his chest to push him back into the futon. “I’m thinking red.”

“Oh, I don’t care what color it is, as long as I can take it off of you quickly.” He winked up at you, watching as you giggled and strutted back into the dressing room. “Still love that dress, baby!”

In the end, you did settle on a red dress, and he loved it. Oh, he loved it.

As soon as the both of you walked into the club, he squeezed your ass firmly and pressed a kiss to your temple. You were already swaying your hips to the music, giggling as you looked around at the strippers on the pole like how you were looking around at the clothing store.

“Oh, they’re so pretty! James, do you have some bills?” You looked over at him making him nod, not even looking at the women. He was sure they were beautiful, but no one compared to how pretty you were. So instead, he watched as he handed you a lot more hundred dollar bills than he expected and watched as you giggled. “Thank you, baby! I love you!”

“I love you too, darling.” He pressed a firm kiss to your temple and watched as you ran off to join your friends. He slipped through the crowds easily, quickly going up to the main pavilion where everyone was, quickly getting a drink and sitting right on the edge where he watched you throw money – both his and your own – at the very pretty dancers before being dragged to the dance floor with your friends.

He smiled, already taking a sip of his drink before Shawn sat down next to him, letting out a loud cheer that made you look up. He could practically hear your giggle as you waved up at him, James softly kissing his hand as you smiled widely before starting to dance again.

“Oh for fucks sake, Jimmy, you’re fucking whipped.”

James rolls his eyes in annoyance, scoffing. “Yeah, I’d rather be whipped than be getting STDs-”

“Oi, keep it down!” Shawn laughs, leaning over as he takes the next two drinks offered by a server. “Want a drink?”

“I’m good.” James raises his own, shrugging. He didn’t trust Shawn enough to take a drink from him, even if he invited him to the opening. “Can you blame me though? Look at her.”

He watched as you threw your head back, mouth open as you laughed and smoothed down the sides of your dress. Your friends were dancing with each other, one behind you before someone tugged you away making James shoot up.

“Hey, calm down!” Shawn laughs, looking up at James. “That’s Kingsley, man, you know him. He’s a trust fund kid. You can’t do shit to him.”

“Fucking watch me.”

James was already basically running down the stairs, shoving past everyone to get to where you were, yelling at the guy to keep his hands off of you.

“Hey, don’t you fucking hear her?! Get your hands off!” James shoved him, pulling you behind him not even a minute afterwards as Kingsley stumbled. “Get your fucking hands off my girl, you fucking bastard.”

“Oh, hey Jimmy,” Kingsley laughed, pushing his hair back. “Didn’t know this was your girl, she’s prettier than the last time I saw her. You don’t know the meaning of sharing, Keene, come on- fuck!”

Jimmy really couldn’t have been happier when searing-hot pain developed from his knuckles, watching as Kingsley fell back and you yelped loudly. “Jimmy-!”

“Come on,” Jamese grabbed your hand, pulling you back toward the private rooms as you gasped. “Come on, baby, let’s go.”

“Where are we going? Jimmy, what if someone calls the cops-”

“You think I care about some cops?” James walked into the first room with no ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign, pulling you into the room with a smile. “Gonna make sure everyone in the club knows your mine.”

You whimpered as he easily lifted you up, hands holding your ass that was basically falling out of your dress, your hot cunt grinding against his cock as the two of you fell back against the bed. He laughed, his hands groping the fat of your ass as he fixed himself.

“Fuck, darling, you’re already so desperate. What, were you getting wet on the dance floor?” He could feel the wet patch developing on his slacks, hands shaping your thighs as you roll your hips against nothing.

“N-No, no of course not!” It was embarrassing how wet you got just from him punching Kingsley, but it was so fucking hot.

“So when did you get this wet, hm baby? Tell me.” His thick fingers slide up and down your slit, his open mouth sucking and biting against your neck, your mind already blurring as you bucked into his digits.

You weren’t even able to speak at this point, whimpering loudly with his fingers the only thing on your mind. Why hadn’t he pushed them in yet, why wasn’t he fucking you?

“You think you’re still stretched out from last night?”

Well for fucks sake, you were about to find out.

He merely pulled your underwear to the side, his mouth never stopping its assault on your neck, continuing to bite and lick and suck marks all over your skin. Your body was hot, hips bucking uncontrollably as his thumb starts to rub firmly against your clit and his cock slides up and down your slit.

“Y-Your… you’ve already covered my entire neck, J-James, it hurts,” you whisper, gasping as his hot tongue delicately trails over the hickies and bite marks as he slammed his hips forward. It makes your vision go white, a gasp falling from your lips as he groans loudly. “J-Jimmy!”

“Oh my darling girl, I have to mark you — I need to show everyone who you belong to. So that no mother fucker like that ever gets near you again, so everyone knows you’re mine.” He basically growled against your skin, his hips rolling slightly to get his cock deeper inside of you, his balls sliding against the bottom of your cunt, smearing your arousal. “Maybe I should do some more things to make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”

“What, like putting a baby in me?” Your voice was strong now, your hands rubbing against his chest as you slipped open his shirt by undoing the buttons. “You want to have kids while being a drug lord?”

“And I’ll spoil that kid fucking rotten,” he whispered, nuzzling his nose against yours as he sighed. “I’ll spoil you and that kid fuckin’ rotten. Just give me the word and I’ll give you that baby.”

“Y-Yes,” you whisper, ducking down to press a kiss against that mole on his neck. “Yes baby, yes. Give me that baby, get me pregnant.”

That was all he needed to pull out of you before slamming back in, just that one thrust making your mind blur and a loud moan fall from your lips, your first orgasm of the night coming quicker than you thought it would. “F-Fuck Jimmy!”

“Did you-” he paused, staring down at your cunt as he felt you clench around him, over and over again as your hips rutted upwards into his own. “Did you just cum?”

“I-I did, I did, please be gentle-!” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before he flipped you easily onto your stomach, straddling your lower thighs as he held the back of your head, thrusting into you from behind. He was humping against your butt, the pubes on his pelvis rubbing against the globe of your ass as he held your hips to help you stay kneeling upward for him. “Fuck, James!”

“Come on baby, I haven’t even cum once and you're already so sensitive? Fuck, you’re always so desperate for me darling, so fucking desperate for me,” he groaned against your shoulder, his other hand that wasn’t holding your hip going up to intertwine with your own. “How would I not get you pregnant, baby? What would keep you from not getting pregnant from the amount of times I’m about to cum in you?”

His large hand held your hips, his pointer and middle finger rubbing against your swollen clit, his dirty words making your stomach twist. Or maybe it was the amount of times his tip was ramming into your cervix, his cock fucking you like a fleshlight. You could feel sparks running up your back, his hot breath fanning against your skin making everything just feel so much more.

You could feel every stutter of his hips, every sharp breath he took as he groaned against your skin, the sharp thrust that finally concluded his first climax of the night. It wasn’t like he was done yet, though, gently settling your body against the bed and slipping a pillow under your body to help support you.

You could feel the soft material of the pillow case against your puffy clit, your hands digging into the bed as he hoisted your red, two piece dress higher up your body and stared at the movements he made your body do. He watched your knuckles turn white as you gripped onto the sheets, your body bouncing with every thrust as he moved both hands to intertwine his fingers through yours.

“Fuck baby, I’m going to cum inside of you so much, it’s going to leave a damn bulge. There’s no fuckin’ way you won’t get pregnant after this.” He groaned against your skin, gasping as your cunt fluttered around his shaft.

Were you going to cum again? You had felt your stomach tighten so many times, so many fucking times, which orgasm was this? How many times had you cum around his cock?

“F-Fuck!” You screamed out as he thrusted forward, groaning as he rutted against your ass, the both of you cumming at the same time for the first time that night, even though it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

He groaned against your skin as he kissed up your neck to your ear, humming softly. “I’m going to cum inside of you so much that when you walk out of this club, my cum’s going to run down your thighs. Does that sound nice baby?”

“Y-Yes, fuck, yes.”

“Good fucking girl.”

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♫ JIMMY DARLING PLAYLIST ANGSTY

UNCHAINED MELODY THE RIGHTEOUS BROTHERS • THIS MAGIC MOMENT THE DRIFTERS • IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT THE FIVE SATINS • LONESOME TOWN RICKY NELSON • CRY TO ME SOLOMON BURKE • THE CHAIN FLEETWOOD MAC

you woke to a noise. your eyes squinted, nightgown stuck to your skin from the heat, the cracked little windows doing nothing to let in the night breeze.

you hear it again, flinching as you stare at the door. you hear someone say your name. they say it once more before knocking again. jimmy.

you let out a small sigh, slipping from your bed and walking towards the door, opening it. “what do you want?”

his watery and glazed eyes stare at you. he’s swaying on his feet. “i’m sorry… i’m sorry for wakin’ ya.” he slurs.

he goes to turn around and something about letting him wander off didn’t settle right with you. before he could step off into the grass, your hand shoots out and wraps around his arm.

“you can stay…”

he takes a moment, still swaying before mumbling something to himself. he turns and stumbles inside. you hand holds his arm, trying to stabilize him the best you could, before shutting the door.

“alright, i’m going to get you some-” you stop when you turn, head rearing back slightly when you notice just how close jimmy was, his whiskey breath fanning your cheek. his dark eyes flicker down to your lips for a moment before back up to your eyes.

you feel small under his gaze, your hands squeezing the fabric of your dress in your palms. “jimmy, i need to-”

there’s a squeak from your throat when you feel his lips smash into yours, his hand that still held the bottle lifts and places it onto the counter, both hands then hold your face.

you melt into the kiss - your own hands coming up and holding his flushed, warmed cheeks into your hands, moving closer.

youre the first to pull away abruptly, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. you turn your head when you see him advance towards you again, his lips landing by your ear.

“i… i cant… we cant do that. you don’t-” you pause, looking at him when he lifts. “you don’t love me like i love you.”

a tear rolls free finally and he’s quick to shake his head. “no… no, i didn’t mean-”

“i want you, jimmy… but i don’t want you to settle for me,” your hands lift to his cheeks, wiping away the tears that had fallen. you press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. you try to blink away your own tears.

“and that’s okay… it’s okay.”

he lets out a small sob, face crumbling as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. your own arms wrap around his neck as he sinks to the floor with you.

— this was longer than i wanted it to be, i apologize :,(

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For the lovely anon who sent both names to me yesterday in case I didn't write for one or the other. Hey sweetheart, I did promise you this. I hope you're out there and you see this and enjoy it? I love this man, your honor.

Warnings;

Minors, I think the entire fuck not. This content is for 18+ only. breeding kink, hosiery kink, choking/biting/marking/hairpulling - rough sex, body fluids, dick size, aftercare, d*ddy kink, praise kink, nipple play, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm control/denial, underwear, the usual stuff you find on one of these tbh.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

... he loves to hold you, play with your hair, talk to you in this soft and whispery voice while he's kissing you. He will baby the hell out of you, especially if he got a little rough. He's so good at taking care of you and it's all the time, not just during or post sex..

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Legs. This man loves legs. And lips. But he really loves eyes? Eyes are the first thing he notices on a girl and they'll sucker him in every single time.

His favorite body part on himself is also the part he wishes were normal. Hands. Because he's had them for so long he can do anything that a normal guy would -and in the case of using them to get you off, a thousand times better, but... He loves and hates them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

.... he loves to cum inside you, ugh. If he's not cumming inside you, he'll cum on your stomach, ass, tits.. When he cums, it's a lot and it's hard. You will be leaking when he's gotten off and sometimes, when he sees it, he'll fuck it back into you or push it back in with his fingers. He loves to kiss you after oral (when you're giving to each other 69) because he loves the way you taste mixed with him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

... doesn't really have one. he strikes me as another open book.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

... He is very, very experienced. Very.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Edge of the bed, your legs on his shoulders, him standing. Missionary. Cowgirl.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

... He's more serious than anything, to be honest. He can be goofy, he's just not typically goofy in bed unless it's a rare moment.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

... He's clean down there but it's hairy. I feel like he dyes his hair the shade of brown it is, idk why, but anyway. The hair down there is darker, coarse curls. He keeps himself spotless clean, but he doesn't like.. groom it that much.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

... he's so intimate. so intimate. even when he knows it's just a money for sex exchange, he can't help it, some part of him like.. gets attached briefly. He's constantly kissing and touching you, praising you and making sure you're okay, that he's doing good enough, that he's pleasing you. And it's so sweet.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

... he's got a dirty picture or two of you (taken at the carnival's photo booth) and those are literally all he needs to jack it if you're not around. He keeps these photos in his overalls or tucked into a mirror in his little trailer, btw. He loves to masturbate together, he loves to watch you get yourself off while he gets himself off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

hosiery, listen he fucking loves thigh highs with the lil fancy lace straps. I mean he's got brute strength enough to rip 'em right off but anyway, nipples / nipple play -he loves to bite, lick, suck and fondle your breasts because it gets him hard when he sees the way they stand up, poke through your little lingerie or slips or whatever, orgasm control, breeding kink -this man wants a family, marking/biting/choking/hair pulling, soft!Dom, praise kink -giving and getting, body worship -this man will go on for hours about your body, dominance kink -call him sir or daddy. see what the hell happens, i dare you oh my god., food play, underwear -he's stolen so damn many pairs of your panties..

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

... Anywhere, to be perfectly honest. Just not right out in public, god knows he gets watched enough when he's performing in the show. I feel like he's the kind of guy who will absolutely rail you on the kitchen counter or against your closed front door or a wall.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

... kissing his neck. Drag your tongue over the outline of your lips -or his. Your hand against his chest, clutching at his shirt. playing with your hair, biting your lips, grinding his lap or riding his thigh, snuggling yourself against him -do anything that makes him feel like the strong and protective man he is, ugh, fuck...

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

... Sharing you, esp if he really loves you. He's not fond of bondage after the hands incident, he hates anything to do with piss or shit, he's not into people watching, either.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

... He prefers to get, but he loves to give 'em too and whew, listen.. If you think his fucking hands are magic.. That tongue, holy shit. He knows exactly how to work his tongue and fingers?hands? to get you screaming and shaking. He is a messy, messy boy though. Because he really does enjoy giving, so he's just going to town with it, the most lewd -and hot sounds, saliva, your juices, ugh, fuck. And I'm down bad again, your honor.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

... Typically, he's fast and rough -esp if it's a situation like I wrote down in the q answer. But if he's really in love with someone and he has limitless time oh my god. This man will make it last all night, he is huuuuge into teasing and foreplay and he tries to get you off as many times as he can before he ever gets inside you because it's the one way he really knows how to show love.. with his body..

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

... Jimmy will take sex however he can get it. If a quickie is all that's offered, he's taking that quickie. They happen a lot too, because girls will call him over -if he's not with someone, and then he'll have to rush through the act because their husbands will be due home in less than an hour...

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

... He loves risks, are you kidding me? Will screw you in an alley up against a wall if you're into it and the mood hits to do so. Now, experimentation, I feel like he's got mixed feelings. Depends on what it is, tbh.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Two rounds, tops. Has to rest up between 'em too. Those two rounds last so long though, especially with all the teasing and overstim.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

... His hands. His hands are his toys. If his hands, mouth and cock don't get the job done, why are you even around him?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

... He loves to tease, mostly because he feels like it'll go no further than teasing because of his hands. Women tend to run for the hills when he takes the gloves off. Which is dumb, but anyway.. He teases so much, holy shit. He likes to try to break 'em before they bolt?

... in the case of a lover, he teases because he's horny, he wants your attention and he needs to be inside of you. Still a constant tease, only this time around it's because he's in l-o-v-e with you entirely and he just can't get enough of you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Jimmy's laughing quietly against your tits neck and ears, whispered praises against your skin, groans and grunts and the occasional slightly louder growl. Lots of swearing under his breath, lots of telling him he loves you -particularly if you're with him with him and this isn't just a tryst or paid action he's taken to make side money. He's quieter, but he's not silent.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

... I lowkey feel like he was/is touch starved, but his is totally different from the norm? Like.. most people it's haven't been touched at all and they go feral. Jimmy, it's hasn't been touched intimately by a person who actually loves him and isn't using him for his hands or cock and isn't family. I feel like even as a child, Ethel wasn't the most physically affectionate parent? So.. yeah. The first time he's with someone and they touch him intimately and he knows that they love him as much as he loves them, whew boyyy.. He will go absolutely off the rails and he won't be able to stop touching you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

... Slightly above average girth but average length. I feel like he knows how to work with it though and personally on my end, the verdict is still out on whether he's cut or not. I feel like he might not be, a lot of men probably weren't back then, but anyway. The tip is reddish pink and he has a thick vein down one side of his cock. When he first pushes into you, it will burn because he's just slightly above average in girth.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Hiiiigh, oh my god. But here's the thing... Jimmy can absolutely ignore it if there's nobody he's pulled to or attracted to present. So it's there, but he kinda ignores it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

... he takes longer to fall asleep. likes to lie awake holding you and talk for a little while. Or you hum to him and play with his hair, he loves that. But it takes a little while for him to fall asleep after it's over because he likes to bask in the afterglow.

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Not His Type - Jimmy Darling x Fem!Reader (18+)

I genuinely can't tell if this is good or not lmfao, I haven't written smut in literal yearsss and I've never written for ahs please help me.

CW: fingering, oral (fem receiving), public sex, slight praise at the end word count: 1316

"I'm telling you, Ethel, I'm definitely not his type," you explained, for what felt like the millionth time, to Jimmy's sweet mother. She and you have become increasingly close over the time that you've been working at the freakshow. Two years ago, you came looking for a job, just something small to make at least a little money. Elsa turned you down at first, because you were nothing short of normal, but after offering (begging) to help Ethel with the cooking, she finally gave in.

"How do you know what his type is? You've never asked 'im," she responded, continuing to chop the vegetables you both were preparing for the night's dinner. You scoffed, rolling your eyes and sliding the diced onion into a large pot.

"He likes Maggie. And what's not to like? She's blonde, thin, pretty face..."

Ethel glanced up with a small smirk creeping onto her lips. "Listen, Y/n, I've known Jimmy my whole life and I'm telling you, he's liked you for a while now."

Jimmy was the first guy you had shown any interest in. Most of them are crude and only want one thing, but he was the first man to ask for your name, take your hand and gently kiss your knuckles as an introduction. Well, needless to say he's had you since day one.

"Nope," you denied. "I am not his type, not even close."

"Not who's type?" Jimmy asked, striding into the tent. He had a playful smile on his face, and you turned away from him immediately, praying that the blush on your face wasn't as apparent as it felt.

"Nothing, don't worry about it," you said quietly. "Just boring girl talk."

Ethel put her knife down on the table and turned to you. "Oh, you know what? I forgot to grab a carrot, I'll go find one, don't wait up!" she said, half yelling as she quickly walked out of the tent, leaving you and Jimmy alone.

You suppressed a grin and rolled your eyes, standing in front of the table and starting to cube a potato. You saw Jimmy move towards you out of the corner of your eye and felt your heart flutter. It's stupid for him to have this hold over you.

"Hi, Y/n," Jimmy said in a sing-song voice.

You smiled and looked up at him. "Hi, Jimmy."

"Who's the lucky guy?" he asked.

"What lucky guy? The one who doesn't like me back?" He grinned and shortly nodded. "It doesn't matter. I have no chance." you said, looking back at the medley on the table.

Jimmy came closer to you, now standing just mere inches away, his body heat making you impossibly warmer. "Put the knife down, Y/n."

You placed the knife onto the cutting board and pushed it away from the table's edge. You turned to Jimmy, who took your wrists in his hands and smiled at you. "Who's the lucky guy?"

He leaned his head towards yours, nudging your cheek with his nose. You gasped, trying to control your breath and slow your heartbeat, but you knew it was no use. "Um, it's you, Jimmy," you said, awkward and quiet. You felt him smile against your skin.

"And who says you're not my type?" he said, clearly amused, but your sense of embarrassment dwindled quite quickly. You didn't answer him. Your words were caught in your throat and his proximity was making you very nervous.

He didn't press the issue further, and instead kissed your cheek, then the corner of your mouth, and after a small pause to look into your eyes, he smiled again and placed his lips on yours.

His hands grasped your waist, and you placed yours on his shoulders for stability. He gently bit your bottom lip, eliciting a moan from you, and he continued to kiss his way down your jaw to your neck, biting and licking until he found the spot that made you moan yet again.

He sucked on the skin just below your ear, and you threw your head back to give him space. He walked you back a few steps, until your lower back hit the table behind you. Jimmy pulled away and lifted you up, sitting you down on the cleared space of the table. Now standing between your legs, he reached his hands under your shirt and pulled it off.

His left hand massaged your breast, hardening your nipple and sending chills down your spine. His right hand moved further down, rubbing soft circles over your clothed clit. You moaned and pulled your head away from him.

"Is this okay?" he asked you.

"Your mom will be back soon," you said, although you didn't want him to stop.

"We'd better make this quick then, lift your hips." he said, as he quickly pulled down your pants and underwear in one go.

"Jimmy! The food is right here!" you exclaimed, your heart pounding steadily.

He laughed and kissed down your body, positioning himself on his knees right in front of your dripping pussy. "The heat will cook off anything bad, don't worry." He ran his fingers through your wetness and stuck them in his mouth. "You taste delicious," he said, kissing your thighs, inching closer to where you most want him.

"Jimmy, please," you whimpered, wriggling your hips to try and find some sort of friction.

"Please, what?" he teased, looking up at you.

You groaned in embarrassment, "Please touch me, lick me...anything."

He smiled up at you and lightly kissed your clit, sticking his tongue out and flattening it against you. You gripped the edge of the table and let your head fall back in pleasure.

He kitten licked your clit before briefly pausing, and running his tongue from the base of your pussy back up to your clit, sucking it and kissing it in a way you've never felt before.

You let out a series of moans, trying to keep them quiet in case anyone was near enough to hear. You moved your hand into his hair and pulled on it, causing him to moan and send vibrations through your core. You leaned back on your left hand, hoping it would be enough to support you through this.

Jimmy took his right hand from where it rested on your thigh and plunged his middle two fingers into your hole, pushing them as far in as possible before withdrawing them. He began to pump them, slowly at first, and as your moans got louder his hand went faster.

You could feel your arousal dripping out of you, running down to your asshole and collecting on Jimmy's chin. It wasn't long before you were a wriggling mess. You could feel your pelvic muscles tightening and your walls started to clench around his fingers. "Jimmy, I-I'm gonna...cum," you moaned out.

Jimmy took his mouth away from you and pumped faster, if that was even possible. He took his left hand and rubbed hard, fast circles on your clit and looked up at you, your mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut. "Cum for me, Y/n. Cum on my fingers like a good girl,"

That was all you needed before he sent you over the edge. You bit your knuckles, trying to keep quiet but your moans still sounded loud in your ears. You clenched tightly around Jimmy and squeezed your legs together as the pressure inside you was released.

Jimmy took his fingers out but rubbed your clit through your orgasm before helping you put your pants back on. He stood up, wiped his mouth on his arm and smiled at you. "Who says you're not my type?" he grinned, backing away from you as Ethel came back in, holding up two carrots.

"Found 'em," she said, before setting them down on the opposite side of the table and sending you a playful smirk.

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