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thesandsofelsweyr · 3 months
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AN APPLE A DAY
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Joker teaches Jason some manners.
《RATING》 Mature 《WORDS》 839
《CHARACTERS》 Jason Todd/Robin, Joker, Harley Quinn, Bruce Wayne (mentioned)
《TROPES》 Hurt No Comfort, Whump
《WARNINGS》 Graphic Depictions of Violence, Underage, Teeth Pulling, Torture, Blood and Gore
《SERIES》 Part 1 of My Arkhamverse, Part 1 of Ruined
《TAGLIST》 @aaliyah-wayne @ladytauria @betty-1880 @deans-spinster-witch @hlg8 @plantixst
《NOTES》
If you enjoy the read, please consider reblogging 💚
《 ALSO ON AO3 》 (comments & kudos there are much appreciated!)
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When the pliers clamp down around his front tooth, Jason shatters.
“Thank you sir! THANK YOU SIR!” he screams a blood-sputtering scream, his words slurring around the cold, pitiless metal that’s shoved into his pried-open jaws. His heart’s pounding fists against the cage of his chest, pumping fear through his veins. He prays that’s enough as he shakes like a puppy on the fourth of July. He gave the psycho what he wanted: he called the man “sir,” like some fucked-up sex roleplay. 
Joker has been punishing him for running his mouth. Again. For laughing in his pasty white face when the Party City Clown informed him that he’d be calling the freak “sir” from now on. “You can take your ‘sir’ and shove it up your ass,” were his exact words. The old Jason may not have regretted those words—that kid probably would’ve thought this agony was worth it. But that kid’s gone now, murdered by a photo. Batman had bitched at him many times for his loud mouth while on patrol. Probably yet another reason why Bruce picked a new kid for the job; why the rejected kid now has eight throbbing holes in his swollen gums.
Warm, coppery blood dribbles from the corners of his mouth, coating his busted lower lip in crimson gore. His breath’s coming in frantic pants, on the edge of hyperventilating. His armored chest full of broken ribs heaves beneath the heavy braided ropes that bind him to the wooden chair, ropes that squeeze his lungs like a giant’s fist. Nailless fingers dig into the material of his gloved palms as he balls his fists behind his back. No more, he silently prays yet another useless prayer as tears roll down his scarred cheeks. Please no more…
He’s a dumbass for holding out so long. Ten teeth—at least—gone from his mouth now. Two from the fucking crowbar, eight from the Clown’s pliers. And for what? To impress the man who left him here to rot? The man he considered his father. His partner who picked a new kid rather than bother finding the old one.
The gloved fist twisted into his matted black hair tightens, tearing at his scalp, then wrenches his head back even further, so those slime-colored eyes can bore down into his pale blue ones. “Be more specific,” Joker says casually, as if they were discussing the weather over a cup of coffee and not the eight bloody teeth scattered on the table in front of him.
“Thank you for…” His shattered mind races in circles, groping for the right words through the immense drumbeat of agony that’s consuming him.
“I think the patient needs another extraction, Doctor J,” Harley suggests in that screechy voice of hers that’s like a cheese grater over his ear drums. He cuts his eyes at her, bent in half with her elbows on the table, chin in her hands, grinning from ear to ear like some sadistic schoolgirl.
“Excellent diagnosis, nurse!” Joker exclaims, tightening his grip on the pliers.
Jason's heart drops out of his chest as molten panic engulfs him. He sucks down a gasp of air. “Thank you for torturing me!” he wails desperately, words tumbling free of his raw throat. “Thank you for yanking my teeth out!”
A heavy silence settles over the room, smothering him. He can feel his eyes snapping back and forth in his skull, futilely searching for an escape. Seconds pass like hours as he waits, terror mounting with each whimpery wheeze. Then Joker pulls the pliers free of his bloody mouth, releasing his fistful of hair.
Jason chokes out a sob as the panic loosens its grip; as relief floods in, carrying the awful pain back with it. He blinks away the stars that whitewash his vision. His jaw aches from being forced open for so long, his neck aches as he straightens. He coughs up the blood pooled in the back of his throat.
“See? That wasn’t so hard now, was it pumpkin?” Joker croons, mussing his sweat-soaked hair before stepping in front of him. Blood red lips skin back from rotten yellow teeth. “Such a well-mannered boy deserves a nice reward, doncha think?”
No, please no… His insides twist into tight knots, dreading this “nice reward,” which probably includes more torture. He sucks in a fearful gasp as Joker pulls something from his coat, tosses it in the air once, then plops it down in front of him. His reward? An apple. The freshest, reddest, juiciest, crispiest looking apple he’s ever laid eyes on. Drool mixes with blood and trickles down his cracked lips. His hollow stomach growls and aches. After months of being fed nothing but rotten, sometimes maggot-infested food, the Clown’s giving him an apple. And the thought of biting into that delicious apple with his broken teeth and throbbing gums is enough to tear a miserable sob from his throat. 
Jason bows his head as helpless tears stream from his red-rimmed eyes. “Thank you, sir,” he whimpers.
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lenoeninade · 7 months
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this is mostly self indulgent but hc that noah just kinda yanks his teeth out for no reason
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aftermath-
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Whump Prompt #1320
Submitted by Anon - thanks!
Whumper pulling whumpee's teeth.
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painaltar · 1 year
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Bravo Two Zero (1999)
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ultimateplaylistmaker · 9 months
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Hajime: Who the fuck are you and what do you want‽ Fae!Kokichi: Oh, I'm Kokichi the tooth-fairy and… *pulls out metal pliërs* 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡.
NJSAFNJNF NOT QUITE WHAT I MEANT BUT HONESTLY? YEAH, THATS KOKICHI ALRIGHT
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disintegore · 8 months
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owieee...
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whiteashredsnow · 2 years
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Y'all like my AoEx fanart, are we all ready for the ending?? (this was from goretober 2020?)
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r0seart · 8 months
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⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️
BlOOD, SELF INFLICTED PAIN, AND TEETH PULLING
Goretober Day 1: Teeth
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Do you ever think Spy probably had to pull out his old teeth to replace them with the capsule molars?
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hotdadsparty · 2 years
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based off my childhood experience
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thesandsofelsweyr · 1 year
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🦷🍎
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⚠️ cw: torture, teeth
Just imagining Joker yanking out Jay's teeth, one by one, until he finally breaks down and says "sir" for the first time. More specifically, "thank you sir," as Joker's training Jay to be thankful for his punishments, if he doesn't want to be punished further.
The reward for the well-mannered, good boy? An apple. The freshest, juiciest, crispiest red apple Jay's ever laid eyes on. After months of being fed nothing but rotten, sometimes maggot infested food, the Clown gives him an apple. And the thought of biting into that apple with his broken teeth and throbbing gums is enough to tear a pitiful sob from his throat, then a softer, whimpered: "thank you, sir."
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coiled-dragonart · 1 year
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2023 is the year of more self indulgence and gore, so here's Kialish getting some teeth pulled by an anon and loving it
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skitkonst · 2 years
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🎃Goretober day 20: exodontia🧡
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broken-footstool · 2 years
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Goretober Day One: Teeth
Mentions of teeth pulling, blood, and torture below
Pacing around the loft, Bailey took a sip of whiskey. It was late, barely 3 in the morning, but he couldn’t be more awake. Bailey had spent the few hours brooding in his office, struggling to understand how he wasn’t making ends meet with the orphanage. All of those who were 18 were on a strict payment plan, and most of them always paid in full. That’s were the issue became obvious. “Almost everyone” wasn’t “everyone.” There were a few orphans scattered about who weren’t pulling their weight around the facility, leaving Bailey with more paperwork than he would have liked. He was more than aware of who these leeches were, and thought it was time to teach them a lesson. It was clear that his usual punishments were nowhere near enough, so Bailey decided to gather up those still in debt and make an example out of them.
“Melody.” Bailey flipped through a small notepad, reading the first name at the top. “Come here.”
A lithe girl stepped forward, an unlit cigarette hanging from her lipstick coated mouth. Black lip stains cover the cancer stick, which served more as a decoration than anything else. Melody’s eyes were half lidded with fatigue and boredom, a look that rubbed Bailey the wrong way.
“You’re £100 short this week,” heinformed, placing his drink on an old table. “Same as before. And the time before that.”
Gripping the girl’s face, Bailey traced her bottom lip with his thumb. He knocked the cigarette loose from her mouth, pulling out a pair of pliers that sat ominously in his other hand. They clinked with every slick flick of his wrist. Bailey’s eyes were dark, tired, and starting to make Melody uncomfortable. She tried her best to wiggle free, turning her head this way and that to find a weak point in Bailey’s hold.
Everytime Melody squirmed in Bailey’s grasp, she was met with a swift whack from the pliers across her face. A sizable bruise was starting to form, which quickly turned into a bleeding gash. Melody took the hint that there was no way to squirm her way free and stood still, watching as the pliers inched towards her open mouth. The cold metal tip latched onto her left canine. Without a single word, Bailey ripped his arm back, yanking out the tooth with a disgusting cracking sound. Tears immediately streamed from Melody’s face as she cried out, feeling the tip clamp down on her right tooth. She tried to beg and plead with an open mouth, but all she could do was gargle on her own blood as another tooth was removed with the same crunch. Then another. And another. With each pull, Melody only howled in agony. Her mind barely had enough time to process a single tooth being ripped from its place before another was removed.
“Your late payments and personal threats have become quite troublesome.”
Tilting her head back, Bailey poured the remainder of his drink down Melody’s throat. He held her mouth shut, preventing her from spitting out the alcohol that was now burning her exposed gums. She whimpered and thrashed about, desperately trying to break free. Every swallow of the bitter whiskey burned her throat, making it just as difficult to swallow as it was to hold in.
“I won’t tolerate this anymore.” Bailey finally released Melody’s face, wiping her blood on his coat.
Melody crumbled to the ground, spewing blood and whiskey from her mouth like a geyser. Her agonized screaming bounced off the walls of the loft, filling the remaining orphans with terror. They stood by helplessly, watching their friend crawl towards her discarded teeth and attempt to place them back into her mouth. The pain had left Melody delirious and she could barely comprehend what had even happened. Her blood soaked fingers delicately grabbed at her teeth, coating them in red. She could barely even muster a scream, instead groaning on the cold, dusty floor.
“You have until sunrise to get the rest of my money.” Bailey stepped over Melody’s trembling frame, addressing the rest of the group. “I’d get started now if I were you.”
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withyou-4-ever · 25 days
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23/03/24 (for my blog)----
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soranker · 5 months
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HAPPY DUNMESHI DAY!!!!!!!!!!!
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wildfane · 4 months
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revisited my “what if tawnypelt’s children were the three” warriors AU 🤪
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