#FreakShow

[kei-crocker]

Freakshow enthralled Danny Phantom!

[a-little-revolution]

"hey, why is [insert thing related to a disability] offensive?"

"well you see, there was a man named pt barnum--"

of course. it's always pt barnum, he's always (hyperbole) at the scene of the crime

Hello! Truly! P.T Barnum was a major player in popularizing sideshow and freak show culture, owning and trading countless slaves along the way. He truly was an awful man - be sure to look him up when doing work on disabled history, the ugly laws, slavery, etc.

[satoshy12]

Tiny Phantom and Plants vs Joker(Freakshow) and Criminals

Danny Phantom is accidentally de-aged into a mischievous toddler by a ghostly artifact.

He stumbles upon Gotham City and punches The Joker/Freakshow. Hey, he is a child; he didn't understand the difference between those two evil clowns. And he used a new power he got to summon a plant to hit or eat Freakshow! So Gotham now had Bonk Choys and Chompers, who, when they saw the Joker, would punch him or eat him.

So the people in Gotham took it to give the toddler many cookies, so he brought more plants to hit the Joker, or as he calls him, "fweak-sho!

The whole town started to look a little green and purple. From the plants, who either eat the villains and then spite them out or beat them up. Chompers were used like beloved guard dogs, Bonk Choy as a guard or bodyguard, and similar. Both are beloved by the children.

While Gotham loved the new plants, the Joker and other criminals didn't!

But he understood fast; the toddler didn't hate him; he mistook him for another clown villain. So he would search for that freakshow! and make the child attack him! AFTER he and the rest of the criminals were done with that man!

Poor Poison Ivy: as the people in Gotham feared for the plants and the meta toddler, her security became even worse than all the other criminals in Arkham together.

It got worse as Amanda Waller visited, and her children loved the plants and wanted themselves a pair.

[phantomposting]

Back at it again with the half asleep prompts and boy howdy is this a prompt. Well kinda? It's more a rant of what I'm desperate to see more of in DP x DC fics with some ideas of how to utilize it within.

So we all know the episode where freakshow hypnotized Danny with the red rock. I desperately want this rock used more in DP x DC fics and would do absolutely anything to see it happen. I know the first one freakshow used was destroyed but tbh if it's a mineral there's definitely bound to be more of it.

So many incidences with so many villains could happen from this there's absolutely any possibility just take your pick!

There could be a Danny and Damian are twins au where Ra's finds out the heir he thought was dead was actually alive and has powers now! Even better yet all he needs to ensure complete and utterly obedience is one little red rock. This could lead to the bats having to solve a string of murders where someone literally just grips peoples hearts or something. Something that is subtle and doesn't show up very easily that's a complete anomaly. Then upon finding out it's the missing twin and mind control they have to break him free and help him recover not just physically but mentally!

Maybe there's an au where Danny is related to someone in the batfam or dating someone in the batfam. Joker finds out and finds out the kid can easily be controlled by a little red rock. He of course uses the hell out of this to fuck with the bats even going as far to torture this kid. This could really happen with any villain. It could also be a matter of Danny bing the newest bird in the family and a villain finding a way to control a bird and use them however they want to!

This could work with interactions with other heroes too! Imagine Lex Luthor finds out about this pretty incompetent preteen with such powers he could probably take down superman if he were competent with said powers and he finds out all it takes to control said preteen is a little red rock. Of course he would abuse that and force this kid to try and deal with superman.

Imagine Constantine being the only one to realize this random ghost kid is being controlled. The JL is after him for who knows what crimes and this guy has to explain no not all gosts are evil like the leading scientists suggest and that this one specifically is pretty harmless to humans normally but some asshole with a red rock decided it would be funny to force him to do bad stuff.

Imagine his protection core getting damaged from being forced to do bad and he literally almost fades from it and whomever saves him is absolutely pissed.

Genuinely there are so so many possibilities for any flavor of au you want! I am the number 1 fan and advocate of using this silly stone in fics I'm begging yall please abuse this little red rock bring ur spin on it to the world I desperately want more fics that utilize this!

[marchsfreakshow]

Oh, The Sleeping Beauty {Dandy Mott}

SMUT.

To Dandy, you were a sleeping beauty. But he felt lonely in the night and needed you desperately.

Urm holy fuck I started writing this as a silly lil drabble but oops it became a whole fic. I hope you enjoy it anyway!

Warnings!; oral (F recieve), pnv, small bit of body worship, crud smut writing, bare bones plot.

18+! MINORS DNI - READ MY SFW WORKS

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Fuck you were perfect. You were perfect when you slept. Your chest, your delicate face. Your hands, placed anywhere and everywhere. The soft little groans that escaped you as you adjusted your unconscious self in bed. It was perfect. Always perfect.

Dandy stayed up nearly all night watching you sleep. Gently tracing your face, the shape of your eyes, nose, mouth, where your spots were, where the 'imperfections' were. It was all his in his mind. His girl forever. Nothing would feel better to him than feeling if you were having a wet dream or not. His fingers flowed down to your legs and gently gripped one of your thighs. The light touches to your body made you stir a bit, and he almost jumped back when you shuffled around under the sheets. Your sleepy mumbles went unnoticed, and Dandy just laid there, watching and watching.

"Mine." He whispered, holding onto your waist, and refraining from taking his trousers off and jerking off to your beautiful, sleeping face. Your eyes fluttered open slightly, and your eyelids felt heavy. His face was right in front of yours, smiling. You smiled back, resting your hand on his arm that was on your waist. He never wanted you to waste your words.

But now you were awake, he couldn't touch you. Not without permission. He never wanted to hurt his princess by accident. All Dandy wanted was to reach under your nightgown and feel you. He wanted to know what dreams you had, how many of them were of him, and if he had to kill someone. "Dandy.?" You quietly asked. His attention snapped back to your face, after looking over your ridden up night-wear. Dangerous thoughts had come over him, and he wanted you to say 'Ravish me Dandy. Take all of me.' but he knew he had to wait.

Waiting hurt. Night after night, after you had gotten into bed, he sat himself in an empty room. He said fuck it and jerked off. In the darkness of a room, the thoughts of your moans and screams made him whimper and groan to himself. The grip you could have on his arms, and how you instinctively wrapped around him. Inside and out. He wanted to hear you scream out his name when he left bruises on your neck, legs, and torso. He was an addict. Addicted to your scent, and making your perfect skin damaged only by him.

Dandy's thoughts about you were distracted when you pulled him towards you in the bed and kissed him softly. Your soft kisses could make him cum right then and there. Gentle skin and lips pressed against his. Feeling you lose control of where your hands are moving. Your bodies were pressed together, the only thing stopping your contact was your pyjamas. Dandy ended the kiss quick, immediately moving to take your nightgown off. Your body in the darkness was like heaven. He knew your body so well and could touch every spot perfectly in the pitch black. You felt your thighs get risen up, as they were held in place on Dandy's shoulders.

The silence was shaken when Dandy pressed his tongue to your warm clit. It elicited a long moan from you, and Dandy couldn't help but buck his hips into the mattress, wanting friction on his cock. Every single move he took while eating you out, it drove him insane. Your taste, your warmth, your everything. The way your legs shook when you were close. As skilled as he was with his hands, he was even more skilled with his mouth. Fingers and tongue replaced each other when he moved from your clit to inside you. Your heavy eyelids fell and scrunched up when you screamed his name. Dandy revelled in hearing your name when he tasted your cum. It was like candy to him.

"You're perfect." The man whispered, staring into your soul from where his head lay. The warmth was felt on your face by your fingertips unconsciously. He was a god at making you blush and never stopped. Dandy never let go of your thighs, even after making you come. He gripped them, hard, and left small trails of kisses and bite marks on them. Even if they were on your inner thighs, he needed proof on your body that you were his.

The destruction of his precious doll had begun now.

But no matter what he did to you, Dandy still thought you were a perfect, precious, pretty toy for him. "Dandy..." You whispered, beckoning him in the night. Kisses were quickly exchanged again, you could taste yourself still on his tongue. Making you know how tasty you were to Dandy was important to him. He could have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner if it was possible. But it was your turn. Your prince was still wearing his pyjamas, and you felt exposed being the only naked one under the sheets. The buttons were almost broken when you both pulled and ripped Dandy's clothes off him. Even in the musk of the night, you could see him. You traced his torso whilst straddling him. Feeling him all the way down to his pelvis made you chuckle quietly.

Your pussy was sensitive still after being touched and tasted the way it was, and his dick just moving naturally against you always earned another moan from you. It must've been 3am, and lord you were about to wake up the whole house. Even if it was Gloria and Dora who were asleep. Dandy never failed to make you lose your mind, stretching you out always, filling you up to the brim, nearing tears every time he thrust himself upwards in you. That's exactly what he did. You find your own entrance and sink down, feeling yourself get full. "Fuck." You whispered, laying your hands on Dandy's shoulders. The way he almost always hit your cervix could have killed you every single time.

His rhythm started and was quickened whenever you let out a moan that was a little louder than the others. The man under you grinned when it happened and felt proud. He held your waist like a trophy as you bounced on him. His constant trophy was distracted when a gasp of pleasure bubbled in his throat. Slamming yourself down on him occasionally made him whimper and get closer to coming and warming you up. Soon enough you were screaming out for Dandy, leaving faint claw marks on his arms and shoulders.

Dandy came as fast as he blinked, but kept his hold on you, wanting you to stay sitting in him. Neither you felt like moving, but you did roll yourself off of Dandy slowly, immediately cuddling onto his side and catching your breath. It was still dark out, and you just felt like falling back asleep. And you did so very quickly. Your chest's normal rise and fall came back, while Dandy watched you in awe. When you fell asleep, Dandy attempted to get up out of the bed quietly so, as to not wake you. He rummaged through your pitch-black room, picking up a random piece of cloth, whether it was clothing or not, and turning back to your sleeping self. Your legs were once again opened, and you stirred slightly with every touch of the clothing item onto your inner thighs. Both of your releases stuck to you, and you seemed to forget already.

Silence came back once Dandy cleaned you up, leaving you to sleep peacefully. He went back to staring at you, watching you sleep. It made him happy, knowing you were satisfied, and his forever.

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Taglist: @babygorewhore @slvt4jamesmarch @taintandviolent @tatelangdonsweater

[daily-dose-of-danno]

Some red-eyed Danno mayhaps? Be it Dan, Freakshow, or Amorpho.

Season 1, Episode 20 - Control Freaks

Season 3, Episode 5 - Forever Phantom

[kokelek]

Re-posting drawings form my YT community posts for archiving purposes :]

[authorsofghosts]

Darling, My Darling | Jimmy Darling x Reader

Summery: Jimmy is your... well, there's not really a word for this type of relationship just yet. He's nothing but sweet and kind to you. You both love each other but don't exactly know how to communicate that.

Themes: 1950s Romance, Fluff with Slight Angst (sorry Jimmy), Freak Show Romance, Open Ending, Alludes to Sex, Character Cameos, Happens before the season, Kisses (a lot), Lovey Dovey Jimmy (as always), Reader is apart of the Freaks.

Word Count: 1.2k

You groan at the lose of warmth as you feel your lover leave the bed, or whatever you could call the plush seat in his caravan. You reach out, wrapping onto his white beater and pulling him back down.

"Woah, now, sweetheart... I ain't going no where just yet." Jimmy said, placing a kiss on your cheek. "Just getting some water."

"Mhm..." You mumble sleepily, rolling onto your back and groaning. This was definitely not a space meant for more than one person to sleep, or even anyone to sleep at, to be honest. "When is Elsa gonna give you a real bed, dear?"

"Ah, that question again. I don't know babe." He chuckles softly, standing up and walking over to the sink, pouring a glass of water and then returning to the makeshift sleeping spot.

"Does she really expect you to... get well rested in this?" You grumble, sitting up on your elbow. "The thing is highly uncomfortable."

"Not what you were thinking last night, baby." He murmured, pressing a kiss right below your ear, in the spot that makes chills run up ever inch of your body. "-'specially afterwards. In my arms."

You blush softly, watching him as he lays next to you, the glass of water forgotten somewhere that you weren't quite worried about. "Shut up-" before you can get out any more word out, his lips are against yours in a demanding but gentle kiss, effectively doing what you had just told him to do.

His fingers run through your hair as his other hand opens your mouth for you, taking over the space with his own muscle. He laughs softly as you make the slightly whine, deepening the kiss even more to draw out more of those sounds.

His arms wrap around you, biceps slightly stiff as he holds you close, not backing down from the war between your teeth and tongues. It's sloppy, but what isn't with Jimmy? He's an amazing lover, but he's also full of built up emotions that he only ever lets out through... the more intimate parts of your relationship.

You don't complain, however, liking to see that side of him. Finally, he pulls away from the kiss, but only to breath. Panting, eyes boring into yours as his warm breath fans your face, he whispers your name. Before you can respond, his lips are on you again. He kisses gentle kisses on your jaw, cheeks and neck, pulling you impossibly close.

"Jimmy-" You laugh, pushing him away slightly, "Darling..."

"Yes?" He says cheekily, "That's my name, yes." He grins, nuzzling into your neck, peppering it with more kisses.

"You're impossible." You mumble, pulling as far away as you can before his grip stops you. You look into those beautiful brown eyes of his and laugh. "If I didn't love you, I think I'd hate your guts."

"Oh, you wouldn't be the first." He laughs softly, shaking his head before pulling you on top of him. "But you do love me, right?"

"Are you even listening to me?" You giggle softly, pressing your forehead against his. "I just said I did."

"Well, I didn't hear it. Can you tell me again?" He smirks, that stupid cocky one that makes your heart do flips.

You stare down at him, blinking a few times before kissing his cheeks, speaking between each one. "I. Love. You. Jimmy. Darling."

He chuckles softly, leaning into your lips each time they press against his skin. His eyes crinkle with how wide he's smiling, looking up at you as you pull away. Jimmy's arms wrap around your shoulders, hand placed comfortable behind your head as he pulls you back down, connecting your foreheads together once more.

"I love you, too, darling." He murmurs before pressing his lips to yours. He holds you closer, quick to flip your positions. "More than anything. To the moon and back. You're mine." He whispers in your ear, along with other sweet nothings that make you giggle like a school girl.

After your (Jimmy's) usual morning routine of kisses and cuddling and sometimes a little more, you both get up and ready for the day. Of course, You have to sneak out of his caravan so that no one knows exactly what happens in there at night, despite the obvious sounds and shaking.

You run to your own, much smaller temporary home, getting dressed in new clothes and ready for whatever it is your tasked with. Despite how fast word gets around in the Freak Show, no one quite knows about your relationship with Jimmy. Well, most people don't.

"You think I'm blind?" You hear Ethel speak, turning around to see her with er arms crossed.

"Uh... I don't know you're talking about." You say sheepishly, going back to setting up for the show tonight.

"You an' Jimmy." She says bluntly, for your ears only as she looks around. "I see how ye both look at each other. I approve, don't cha worry bout that."

"What?" You quickly say, face of pure shock. "Approve?"

"Oh, yeah, I ain't never seen him more in love with nobody, deary." She laughs softly, patting your back. "I won't tell no one, either. You two love birds do whatever ye want and I would say nothing less you break his heart."

And with that, the bearded lady leaves you, flabbergasted by the conversation you just had. You didn't exactly have a word for your relationship with Jimmy yet, but this just made it a lot more complicated.

Should you... ask him out? Or does he already think you're dating? These questions and more plague your mind as you sweep, clean, and other duties.

You find Jimmy, or rather, he finds you some time later. He drags you towards to ticket area, a goofy smile plastered over his face. "I gotta surprise for you. It's great." He had said. Elsa had bought something for the Valentine's Day season that she said will make so much money.

As you make it to there, you see a box. You walk around to the front side and start to laugh. The sign at the top is cream, with red text the says "Love Tester: Think you're hot stuff? Try it out!" Before you can say anything, Jimmy rolls a nickel into the machine and pulls the lever. The light shots up, stopping on the spot that says "Passionate."

He chuckles lowly, licking his lips as he flips another coin in his hand. "You're turn." He almost growls, hugging you from behind and pushing the coin into the slot, placing his hand over yours and guiding it to the lever.

"What, no, this is stupid-" You say, pulling your hand back and accidentally pulling the lever. The light shots up to the spot just above Jimmy's; Hot Stuff.

His smile is wide as he looks at it, eyes lighting up. "You are hot." He whispers in your ear before grabbing your hand again, another coin in the slot as you both pull the lever. It shoots all the way up, making a loud blaring ding as it plays a sweet tone.

"Uncontrollable." You both say in unison.

Jimmy sways you slightly, holding your hand still as he rests his chin on your shoulder. "That's more like it." He laughs softly. "I love ya, Darling. My Darling."

[lilianade-comics]

oh, Frederich. I'm going to have fun with you.

[shrimpbat]

happy new year! thx for appreciating these dorks all year for me X)

[baltharino]

Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle (2004) Dir. Danny Leiner

[jetkielover]

I love...them

[minnesota-fats]

You know I’m kinda shocked that there hasn’t been a fic (or at least I haven’t found one) where Freakshow has the ghosts of the Flying Grayson’s and renames them the Flying Ghouls or some bs.

Like I can imagine Freakshow seeing the ghosts of two of the greatest acrobats of all time and thinking, I need them for my show!

But could you imagine Circus Gothica is in Gotham and Dick ropes his siblings to the circus cuz he is the big brother and he watch to go to the circus!!!

But then the “Flying Ghouls” come out and he can’t really see their faces but he KNOWS those moves and Tim backs him up because he ALSO KNOWS those moves!

I imagen that Dick every time something about his parents comes up or when he fights with Bruce he just reverts to his feral teenage self and starts doing things by himself like back when he first became Nightwing.

So Nightwing sneaks into the circus after hours and meets the Flying Ghouls and immediately know that they are his parents. They managed think clearly when they realized Nightwing was their little Robin and have enough energy to fight back against the mind control and warn their boy before Freakshow came back.

They tell him about ghosts and how the met another boy that reminded them of Dick and to find him and he will help free them!

So Dick then sets off to find Danny Fenton.

If anyone wants to use this prompt just link me to the fic or whatever is made out of it!!!

[marchsfreakshow]

Watermelon Ice Cream [Jimmy Darling]

Smut.

Some of the people from the Freakshow had decided to visit the beach on the hottest day of the year. Jimmy noticed you sitting there all alone, and decided to strike up a conversation.

Warnings: too much plot for a smut fic, dub-con, oral, face riding, praise, almost public sex in some way. One use of y/n.

First Jimmy smut please be nice to me I am so nervous. I'm also admitting that I literally got this idea from the watermelon icecream pops I have in my freezer at home.

18+! MINORS DNI!

No one's perspective

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Desiree and Dell decided to take Pepper, Salty and Ma Petite to the beach. A stroke of confidence hit them and the sun just kept getting hotter and hotter. Those who were less secure stayed back to look after the Freakshow. Jimmy decided to come along despite refusing to take his gloves off. He was sweating his hands off but was very stubborn about it.

Where did you fit in this? Sitting in the middle of your family's items. Watching your family and friends sit by the water or swim out by the shore. Not that you didn't want to go for a swim, you just figured that someone should stay behind and watch everyone's stuff. Sitting lonely was fine for you, people playing by the water made you happy no matter what. It was only when your little cousin almost screamed that you noticed Jimmy. Your cousin was playing around with Pepper. And was a bit overwhelming for them. "Rebecca! Come on, come have some ice cream!" You said over to her. Jimmy looked over to you again as your cousin ran into your arms.

"We have actual ice pops or watermelon Ice cream pops." You mentioned quietly. Jimmy smiled as he watched how motherly you were with the little one. He couldn't take his eyes off of you. As your cousin picked up the watermelon box, you glanced over to the man. You gave him a little smile as the eye contact you met him with was warm and sweet. But it was broken when your cousin threw the box back in the icer. "Rebecca don't throw them! C'mon, you know better than that." She giggled and handed you one of the ice cream pops. Both of you opened it and Rebecca giggled at the sight of them being watermelon-shaped.

"What are those?" She asked, pointing to the little black seeds engrossed in the pop.

"Chocolate chips. Try it." You chuckled, starting to suck on the top of the ice cream. Your gaze landed back on Jimmy. He couldn't tear his eyes away from your mouth and tongue that was going around the sweet and cold pop. As you licked and sucked innocently, your eyes met his gloves. Gloves? In this weather? In this hot, blazing weather?

Your cousin had run off to sit by her mother, so you were alone again. Jimmy took this opportunity to sit by you and talk to you. You watched him get up and take a few steps towards you, before sitting by some of the bags. "That your little one?" He started, smiling and pointing to Rebecca.

You pulled the ice cream out of your mouth with a little pop, licking your lips of the flavours. Oh you were just giving it away to him, weren't you? "Hm? No, she's my cousin. She does sort of stick to me like glue though, very sweet girl." It made a little giggle escape you, and you glanced over to him, unaware of the ice cream melting down on your hands. The blush on Jimmy's face was obvious as you watched your oblivious smile at him. You dumbed his blush down to his gloves being too hot. "oh. Oh shi.." You muttered, picking up a little paper towel and putting it around the stick, immediately letting the melting pop drip into your mouth. Just to make it worse for Jimmy, you sucked it until the melting cream was all done.

"You...you okay?" He asked, glancing at the sticky cream dribbling down your hand and your arm. Oh if only he could lick it off your arm, taste the sweet watermelon flavour that was sticking to your arm. You nodded, putting the towel and wooden stick in the small bag for the trash. Jimmy felt so confident yet insecure, wanting to ask you if he could.. 'clean' your arm, for you. Since you were as sweet as sugar, and such a darling.

"I'm doing alright. Just forgot how hot this sun is, I'm a quick eater though." You chuckled, resting your hands behind you. Jimmy wanted to look at you in your eyes properly, but those glasses hid you. He wanted to...so many words and thoughts. Secret eye contact was made not so secret as you took your sunglasses off and met your eyes. Let's not get lost in those eyes, Darling...You cleared your throat and pointed over to where he came from and he looked over to Ma Petite and Desirée in the water together. "Are you the carny folk who set up shop around here?" You asked, interested in the potential answer.

"Yeah, the Freakshow," Jimmy admitted almost nervously, such a sweet one in front of him, and he didn't want to freak you out with his hands. "Not all of us though, most of em stayed behind."

It clicked in your head why he wore those damned leather gloves now. "Oh! Oh, you're Jimmy Darling, right? Your mother is Ethel?" A proud smile appeared on your shaded face, and he nodded, almost confused since most knew them as Lobster Boy and the bearded lady. "I overheard my mother talking to Desirée over there a while ago when we went in for a visit."

Ah, so you'd visited them before? Interesting. "You've come to show before? Sad I didn't see you." Jimmy chuckled. The watermelon flavour had dried itself as a light red on your fingers and about 2 little red streaks down to your elbow. He bet it would've tasted as good with your sweat. Oh, Ew. Jimmy, really? Gross! He cursed himself for even thinking something so filthy. You were such a darling thing, that couldn't've been something you liked. He'd just let you know, and you could clean yourself up, instead of... feeling Jimmy's tongue run up and down your fingers as he tasted the treat. So, Jimmy cleared his throat before you answered and mentioned; "oh, uh, thought I'd mention-"

You had run your tongue over your arm, keeping a paper towel in your other hand, ready to pat the saliva off. Well if he wasn't hard before, he certainly was now. Seeing the way you sucked the tips of your fingers quickly sent him spiralling. Desperately wanting to have that same feeling. "Hm?" You fluttered your eyelashes as you glanced over, immediately stopping yourself. "Oh! My, sorry about that, I didn't even realise."

No that was perfectly okay with Jimmy. He could've watched you all day. Creepy. "Ha- no matter. I was about to mention that dried ice cream."

"well thank you for attempting to mention it, sir!"

"Course." One little nod.

Minutes passed. Quick glances at each other. Oh, something was happening, there really was. Not one person around you two was aware of those little tension-filled feelings bubbling in his throat. Those words he ached to say and desperately needed to let go of. Small looks, and tiny smiles as you avoided his gaze.

As soon as Jimmy built up that insecure courage to work his charm, you were gone. Where on earth..? Where you were sat was replaced with an older gentleman, presumably a grandfather or your father. But, he was determined now. He had to ask. Nonchalantly, Jimmy stood up and walked up the beach to the small road. There was only so much of you to remember. A cute white romper, mainly. It complimented you perfectly, and his desires ran with that thought. Maybe if he heard that smooth voice of yours.

He carried his little stroll down the top of the beach and came across a little tent. Bright and red. Couldn't hurt to peek in and see if it's empty. "Hello again! Very sorry for disappearing on you like that, I just wanted to go for a small stroll." Ah, your voice. Jimmy could've listened to you all day. But he stepped in and cleared his throat.

"i-its no worries! I uh, was also headin' for a stroll, it's a nice beach." His awkwardness and insecurity got the best of him, and it was obvious through his small stutters. Your eyes met again, this time; desire and want more obvious in the burning red tent than in the blazing sun shining upon the both of you. Eye contact is silent and filled with unspoken likes.

Sudden hot leather on your back. Almost burning you between your shoulder blades. And a groan desperately escaping your lips due to the fabric sticking to you. Oh if only there was a hard surface in this burning area. The lava-like sand would have to do. Jimmy let himself hit the sand and brought you down with him. Wanting to give in and help you with your undressing, but his mind couldn't stop yelling the insecurities at him. Wait, what you were doing? He looked up at you as you smiled innocently, undoing his gloves, and taking them off sickenly slowly. You were too pure for him, he could tell now. But his want to taste you were bigger, and let you know that you were probably going to be the sweetest-tasting lady he'd ever come across.

"c'mere sweetheart..." Jimmy soothed, your clothes bunching around your ankles. He pulled it off one of your legs, so it swung around your other ankle. And his hands just didn't stop at caressing your legs, no. He brought you right up close to his lips and his warm breath. Feeling him breath purposely on you, just sent a cooling shiver up your back. And then sent a rush of arousal down to create a little spot on your underwear. Embarrassing, but you knew this probably wasn't the time to feel embarrassed about being so wet so easily. If anything, it made Jimmy just want you more and more.

Holding onto your hips and grazing his nails over your skin, he watched you pull your underwear to the side with hesitance. Such a darling thing. Seeing just how much slick created a small thread between you and your underwear. Every little breath he took inched closer and closer till his lips met your clit. Running his tongue over and over as your quiet noises got louder and louder. Jimmy could barely keep his lips and tongue on one part of you, you were so wet. The vibrations from his small groan caused a little jerk of your hips and urged yourself closer to him.

Eyes lost to the back of your head. The sound of his tongue practically working magic on you and hearing him slurp everything in his mouth. Every noise and feeling making your moans, whimpers and whines louder. You couldn't help but let your hand cover your own mouth, just in case anyone was standing outside, waiting for the tent to not be occupied anymore. Jimmy whispered against you smoothly, "Good girl, you're doing so well sweetheart." But he couldn't help himself but go straight back to his work, practically overstimulating you with only his tongue and his thumb. If he let himself taste your sensitive clit again, his thumb would be teasing your dripping entrance.

"oh my...my god-!" Were the words you screamed as everything washed over you after a short while. Your hips bucked once again and Jimmy let you ride out your sweet orgasm against his slick lips. He let out another little groan as he licked you more, taking in as much as your come as possible. He knew you would taste as sweet as those watermelon Ice cream pops you had earlier.

Eventually, you came down from that quick high and used whatever you could to clean yourself up. Shivering a bit, you slipped your underwear back to its original position, and your romper went back on you.

Jimmy and you smiled softly at each other. He held his gloves in one hand, the hot, black leather sticking to his hand instantly. The other hand held yours. You just kept a smile on your face as he walked you out of the tent, loving the fact you didn't care much for his claws. And the walk was a comfortable, hot and sweaty silence. Despite everything, Jimmy's cock still throbbed in his trousers, and his urge to have you again, properly, was big. But the both of you sat down again by your respective belongings, letting a little bit of space happen.

"..Jimmy." he chuckled after a bit of silence, holding his hand out like you hadn't ridden his face a couple minutes earlier.

You took his hand and giggled quietly. "I know..." You started as the sweltering sun burned brighter. "Y/N."

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[daily-dose-of-danno]

Season 1, Episode 20 - Control Freaks

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That weird married couple