#Jaren's Puppy Toni

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Me doing character development for Jaren: Stinky whumpy man. Bastard boy. Bloody boy. Stupid stinky bastard man. Hurting u

Meanwhile, Toni, my whumpee that exists only as a victim of said character development;

[whump-me-all-night-long]

(For the muse reaction game)

Jaren had a grin as he passed through the exhibit, toting Toni along next to him. “This all looks fantastic,” he says to the Jeweller once he’s able to get an audience. “You don’t happen to do commissions, do you? I’d love to string up my Puppy all nicely like that.”

Toni glanced nervously at one of the Jewels, currently held in their pose by strings. She gulped before looking back at the Jeweler, hiding slightly behind Jaren.

The Jeweler smiles, glancing over at Toni before focusing back on Jaren. "I've been know to do some work outside of my Jewels, for a certain price. To help.. friends get their pets in line." He glanced behind himself to admire his Jewels, currently on display.

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Hey fun fact for you Jaren’s Puppy fans, the ide of a spell turning a human’s blood into acrid, burning poison is from an AU of Toni where she does this against Jaren’s coven (and they fall for it, bursting into flames)

👹+🧹 or 🧛🏻‍♂️+🦂?

Monster + Forced Labor // Vampire + Poisoned

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Whumpee groaned as the cell door opened with a loud, metallic clang. They barely had enough energy to lift their hand, cover their ear - stupid humans, didn’t they know they were sensitive, didn’t they know how much it hurt-

“Well, bloodsucker,” a female voice said, preceding the soft tap of heels against the stone floor. The footsteps didn’t stop, pounding in Whumpee’s head, until two well-polished shoes stopped in front of their face. “I hear you’ve been behaving,” the voice continued.

Gulping, ignoring the dryness of their throat, Whumpee cast a glance up at the woman before looking away. “... I... I-I’ve been doing my best, Whumper,” they said in a low voice, their voice cracking under the strain.

There was a calm sigh, the hint of annoyance not lost on Whumpee. They shut their eyes on instinct when leather-gloved hands touched their hair, but this was a gentle touch. They couldn’t help but relax into the feeling, sighing in relief.

“That you have,” Whumper said before withdrawing her hand. As Whumpee opened their eyes, they saw her remove the glove from her hand. She pulled up her sleeve as she held her wrist out to them, inches from their face. “Drink.”

Fear rose in Whumpee as they registered Whumper’s words, looking frantically between her face and her wrist. “I... What?”

“You heard me,” Whumper said, bringing her wrist closer. “Drink.”

Whumpee licked at their lip, felt their fangs poking their mouth, desperate at the very thought of something to drink after weeks in this prison- but, no! They shook their head, pulling back from Whumper and holding their knees to their chest. “I-I can’t, Miss,” they insisted, looking fearfully up at her. “That- That would make me a monster, Miss.”

The guards at the door glanced at Whumper to see what she would do. After a moment, she hummed. “So you have been learning,” she said, leaning down to look them in the eye. “That’s good. However...”

Her free hand snatched Whumpee’s hair in her grasp, and they gasped as their head was wrenched backwards to stare into her eyes. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her eyes bored, as she moved her wrist above their mouth. “This is a reward,” she said lowly. “Surely, you won’t refuse a reward?”

Whumpee shook their head roughly, their lips parting.

“Drink, then.”

They hesitated for a second, glancing at her skin... this was too much. This went against everything.

But they needed it, or their starvation would erase everything they were.

They kept their eyes on her as they took her wrist, shaking. The noise that had hurt them had become deafening silence, expectation. Shutting their eyes tightly to escape the emptiness in the air, they finally sank their teeth into Whumpee’s arm, felt the liquid on their tong-

No.

They screamed as they wrenched their head back, out of her grasp. Acid, fire, lava, trailing and burning down their throat. They coughed, sputtered as they threw themselves to the side, trying to spit it out, trying to get the pain to stop. Every shriek that escaped them was cut short in a desperate attempt to save their air, save their throat, it burned, it hurt so much.

With a sigh, Whumper shook her head, pulling her glove back on. “And here I thought you were finally learning,” she said as she walked to Whumpee, turning them onto their back with a swift kick. All they could do was writhe on the ground, unable to escape.

She kneeled down next to them, held them down by the shoulder as she looked them over. Amazing, that even the undead could break out in a thin sheen of sweat, become pale, cough just so. “It’s a very old spell that I used, to make the blood burn,” she murmured. Her free hand came up to stroke their hair, and she delighted in the confused, choked whimpers that escaped the vampire at her feet.

“Silly little leech,” she whispered. “You still haven’t learned not to trust me.”

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Me: If I put the general idea of my whump fic into novel ai, it’s going to give me good ideas for whump between Jaren and Toni so I can get back into the swing of writing their story-

Novel AI; I know what you’re writing about. I know what this is truly about. You can’t hide it from me.

Aaaaand that’s how I have decided to interpret Novel AI going and making things spicy after I put Jaren’s Puppy dynamics into it. I sure af ain’t able to write that stuff on my own, thank you very much, soooooooooooooo

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So there's this AU I have for Jaren's Puppy where Toni is a recently-made-ruler of a small kingdom that gets invaded and taken over by Jaren's kingdom during his conquest. To protect her people from him and his soldiers, she offers to marry him, and he accepts.

And before, there was a version where she, honestly, rather hated him, and worked on the infrastructure of his ever-growing kingdom as a kind of rebellion. Smth smth hate sex involved

But now I'm wondering about a version where she's more "classic" Toni, her personality in most AUs; she's just absolutely fucking terrified of him. Any attempt of hers to fight back is quickly silenced and discouraged through violent means.

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Give me any 4 headcanons for Toni!

ldskjfa;oeiwhfa Honestly I will just be talking about different AUs for her because so far she's just a bland, conditioned whumpee in Jaren's Puppy. So here we go, this is how Toni developed over time!

1.) She started out as a secret agent character. She was in a love triangle with her secret agent partners, Sam and Ryan (Yes, that Ryan!). Cora was actually on the enemy side as her arch-nemesis' son's girlfriend.

also their arch-nemesis was a guy named Alfonso because I didn't know any other Spanish names besides Pedro at the time. He experimented weapons and bioweapons on children. No, I didn't have an explanation for this.

He has since been renamed to Alaric.

2.) I have multiple secret agent AUs alone, but in 2017 I delved into the idea of "what of Toni was on the bad guy's side?" So I switched Cora and Toni's places, except I made Toni the arranged marriage to Derek (Alaric's son). Derek hates this because I perpetually ship him with Cora and absolutely no one else.

But.... That doesn't mean that Toni, who grew up with him, doesn't love him. So that was a timeline I messed around with for a long time. I even have a drabble starting that timeline off, if anybody wants to see it. I'll totally post it for you emotional whump fans :)

3.) Jaren actually was not always Jaren! In the first canon of Toni, Derek had a brother named William. Eventually, the criminal enterprise AUs turned very whumpy, as Toni would end up with a horribly abusive William instead of Derek (who ran away with Cora for even more emotional whump).

The reasons he hurt her varied; he had a new "maid/pet", he just severely disliked her and wanted her to hurt. Eventually I got to the idea where he hurt her because he as absolutely sadistic and didn't know how to truly love her; all he knew was how to hurt people and beat them down, so he just continued doing that knowing he would never be loved back (even though he knew eventually that was what he wanted).

4.) So, uh, William sounds familiar, if you browse the Jaren's Puppy tag and find the first mention of David. He will exist in Jaren's Puppy! He is not going to be like the above William!

That's because eventually, I preferred the idea of Toni getting with William and having somebody that loved her and helped her heal from her unrequited love for Derek. So, naturally, I made several vampire coven AUs where William eventually ends up with Toni (either from vampire food/servant auction or finding her in the woods). He cares for her and all that, and it's happy times for everybody!

Jaren exists because of one of these AUs! I wanted to include Ryan because Ryan is a Good Lad(tm) and I love my ot3s. This meant I had to give Ryan an actual personality, because 11-year-old me did not! So, I decided he was a strict right-hand man of a vicious coven leader that was taking over other coven's territories, stealing their human servants for food and uhhhhhhhh "enrichment" for his own coven. Eventually, that coven leader became Toni's whumper in my fantasies so that William could also be a Good Lad(tm) free of abusive assholery.

That coven leader is now Jaren :) Stinky vampire bastard man

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🐶🐹

For any whumpee?

I'm gonna do it for BOTH OF THEM, Toni and David

🐶What’s the meaning of their name? How/why did you pick it?

Toni; Okay, so this is a now 14 year old character. I was her in a dream when I was 9 and she was still a secret agent character. The next year, she got a name, because I had a crush on a boy named Anthony, so... I named her Toni.

Also, Mallory is the name of the older sister from the Spiderwick Chronicles, which my brothers got REALLY into, but I only cared about the teenage girl who fenced and was badass. (I was also the eldest sister with two brothers at the time. I just never got into fencing :()

David; Ahaha this guy. This guy's name was literally just... I came up with him when I was 13, and my first fictional crush was Draco Malfoy. Why does that come up? Well, I decided any character I found attractive would get a "D" name; Draco, Drake, Derek, and, eventually, David.

Derek is a fond character of mine, and David is.... he.

🐹If they got to choose how they would be whumped/punished, what would they pick?

Toni; At first, I thought maybe she would prefer to be hit, because blunt pain is easier to get used to and unfocus from. Bigger area than, say, a knife cut, and if you stay relatively still, it'll only ache, not sting.

But the more I thought about it, if she really wanted to avoid pain, but still feel punished, then she would most likely pick starvation. She's used to not eating.

David; Oh, David would prefer to be just tied up and beat up. He doesn't care about bruises, he doesn't care about broken bones. He would grit his teeth, growl until he couldn't, and internalize that pain with the promise to himself that it would make him stronger.

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🧠🍭🐺🪦For Toni

👀👀👀

This gives me an opportunity to show off some of the changes I’ve made to Toni’s backstory and personality~<3 thanks anon!

🧠- has whumper used conditioning/brainwashing on you? If so, how much?

She flinches, looking terrified, but only for a moment before looking away. “No,” she says flatly. “Master has never done that. I… came to him that way.”

🍭- does whumper feed you often?

Toni nods. “He makes sure somebody comes by with breakfast, lunch, and dinner to his room when I stay inside. And when I’m out with Ryan, we eat at the main cook’s tent like the others.”

After a pause, she notes quietly, “It’s a little strange. I didn’t expect a master to take care of me like he does; I don’t worry about food, or water, or getting sick. It’s… strange. It’s not what I expected.”

🐺- what’s your favorite animal?

She stares at the floor for a while, trying to think. “I… I think I like birds,” she says, finally. “They’re everywhere, up high and in trees, in the sky… I… see them. And they seem nice.”

🪦- if something went wrong, how would you want Whumper to lay you to rest?

She tries so hard not to answer. After fruitless silence, attempts to squirm away, and pleading to let it go, she finally relents, huddled in a corner and hugging her knees to her chest.

“Just…. Just bury me like the dog that I am,” she whispers, barely audible.

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I JUST NOTICED YOU REBLOGGED AN OC ASK GAME I DIDNT KNOW YOU HAD OCS I WANNA HEAR ABOUT THEM

Oh JEEZ that puts into perspective how long it’s been since I posted writing about my blorbos

Ok pathetic ones first

Toni: varies from AU to AU, but in Jaren’s Puppy she comes off as very shy and naive. I am slowly giving her a personality. She is resisting.

Ryan: also varies from AU to AU, from being a kind of second in command for the enemy infiltrating the rival group, to…. Well, in Jaren’s Puppy he’s a former servant that has somehow ended up one of Jaren’s most trusted people around Toni. He has no idea what’s going on.

Jaren: Scrinkly bastard man. Little fucker. Piece of shit. In Jaren’s Puppy, he may be the head of a coven that’s in the process of taking over the world.

However.

In another AU, a superhero AU, he is a minor villain. He can cause hallucinations and use telekinesis. He is also homeless and lives in an abandoned warehouse that he got kicked out of by a chick that’s like two feet smaller than he is. He cuddled up to a girl who was a literal cult leader to have a place to stay. He ends up homeless in the warehouse again after the first chick starts to recover from her breakdown. Cult girl drops a baby off at his doorstep. He literally calls the girl he’s been kidnapping for years (Toni) because she has a kid and he doesn’t know what he’s doing like what the fuck. How to baby care.

Through shenanigans he ends up living with Toni, her husband who has beat him unconscious several times to save Toni, his daughter, and their son. Due to his reputation as a villain, he has to do small gig jobs and (to the husband’s dismay) never really moves out. It is very awkward when the kids get old enough to wonder why “uncle Jaren” lives with them despite being unrelated. Toni’s husband hates this.

Also in another universe David punches his fucking face in as a Christmas present to himself. I love fucking with Jaren and having him be all talk. Gonna roast him like a rotisserie chicken with some rosemary.

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The Ultimate Vicey Masterpost

Hi. I’m Vicey. I have a lot of pieces published on tumblr from multiple stories. Most of it is whump. Here’s the masterlists where you can find them!

Jaren’s Puppy

Jaren, the leader of a wild, warmongering vampire  coven, likes to keep a few werewolves as attack dogs. Some of the  werewolves the coven keeps - like his favorite “Puppy” Toni - are his personal pets. CW: Lady whump, Dubcon, Abusive relationship, Conditioned whumpee

Jaren’s Puppy AUs

Superhero AU

Farmhand

An AU of Jaren’s Puppy. Grin was happily enjoying being a college student. Then he got kidnapped by a sadistic man who brought Grin to his farm for an extra set of hands to help out, and… “stress relief”. At least Grin gets free room and board! CW: Captive whump, Abuse hidden in plain sight, Forced labor

Naive Princess

Selena is of high noble blood, being the daughter of the most powerful magic being on earth. Too bad her boyfriend turned out to just be using her for said blood. CW: Lady Whump, Betrayed by S/O, Religion Mention, Ceremonial Blood Sacrifice

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Choices

Tiny tiny drabble because I felt like writing and I need to whump Toni more

CW: This is a pet whump/slavery fic, if I continue to post more of this story there will be dubcon. This piece in particular, though, only has Fear of physical punishment, blood, food mention, bruises, fear of breaking bones, Lady Whumpee and the Whumper is called “Master”.

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“Red or blue, Puppy?”

Toni’s head popped up over the armrest of Jaren’s throne. She let out a confused hum, tilting her head endearingly.

“You heard me, didn’t you?” Jaren didn’t wait for an answer. He pulled at the chain around her neck, tugging until she had to crawl onto his lap to relieve the pressure. “Red. Or. Blue?”

He watched her blink, chuckling when her ears pinned down to her head. She always had a far-off, scared stare as she thought. He liked it.

“... Red?” she finally said timidly. She lowered her head after speaking, cowering in his lap whilst looking up at him with wide eyes. 

Cute.

“Red it is.” With his free hand, Jaren reached to the other side of the throne than where she had been sitting. He smiled when she shut her eyes tightly, bracing herself for a hit.

That wasn’t what he had planned, of course. After he brought his hand back, and she wasn’t hurt, Toni cautiously opened an eye. There was a raspberry in his hand. 

“Red berries for you, blue for me,” he explained, holding the berry up. “Open.”

Toni let out a breath, a barely audible whine of confusion and relief. She loosely accepted the berry, letting him slip it past her lips. At least this time, it wasn’t a bad choice.

With a squeak, her face puckered up for just a second before she tried to relax.

Well. Perhaps the blueberries would have been less sour.

~~~

“Red or blue, Puppy?”

This time the question was breathless, the air smelled like blood. Toni wasn’t sure anymore where the difference was between her blood and the new toy’s blood. At this point, they covered the floor all the same. 

He stared down at her. It was no longer possible for her to hide her fear, the crimson stains on her face bordering quivering lips and wide-open eyes.

“Do I need to ask again?”

Her body tensed under his grip, and she squirmed to stop the cold feeling from running up her back. “B-Blue, Master,” she whimpered out, trying so, so hard to look him in the eyes.

It only became harder to do so when she realized the choice she had made. His hands moved from her sides to her arms, and she barely registered the fact before his fingers tightened painfully. She couldn’t help but scream, her body didn’t listen to her, struggling to get away from his grip. It had to be bone-crushing, he was trying to break her bones again, he had to be-

The pressure let up. Letting out a small cry, Toni turned her teary eyes up to her master’s face, her fingers twitching to try and relieve the pain. 

“Blue bruises it is,” Jaren whispered happily as his hands ran over her body to find a new spot. “They last longer, anyways.”

Toni shut her eyes, leaving her arms above her head where he had placed them. He’d already had his fun with the toy, so he couldn’t have much more to do with her, right? So he would be done soon. Master would be done soon.

Another set of harsh, inhuman grips on her body made her shriek.

Not soon enough.

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Just Another Friday Night; Jaren’s Puppy AU

Who wants to see a superhero/villain universe AU of Jaren’s Puppy? Everybody, that is who, I am posting this finally-transcripted piece of work. I typed it up on my typewriter back in like July, and now it’s almost Christmas (?????) so like. It’s about time I get this down.

Very lightly whumpy piece, mostly just establishing their background in this universe.

TW; Forced hallucinations (only an environment), kidnapping, restraints, noncon touch (nonsexual), gun (pistol), tranquilizer dart use, and lady whump resembling a toxic relationship because Jaren is a sadistic asshole

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“Easy, peasy, lemon squeezy.”

“God, shut the hell up,” Ryan groaned, testing the ropes tied around him. Nope – still wouldn’t budge. “Don’t you do anything else on the weekend besides kidnapping people?”

Jaren snorted, waving his hand. “As if, kid.”

“Uhm- I don’t know,” muttered Toni from her chair. “Maybe you could try going to the movies someday? Or, ah, I don’t know… The library? There’s really nothing like a good boo–”

“Like a cute girl?” Jaren asked, pulling her to his side. “Exactly.”

“... Uh–”

“You are such a creep!” Ryan cried out.

Rolling his eyes, Jaren turned around in his seat. “I only let you stay so you wouldn’t get in my way, Ryan. I don’t have to keep you here.”

“Well, you also don’t have to kidnap my best friend every Friday!”

“Boys-” Toni sighed, leaning on the table as Jaren and Ryan got into yet another argument. If she thought hard – really hard – she could remember a time where she wasn’t involved in all this… superhero stuff.

Two years before, halfway through college, she met Jaren in a coffee shop. Or, at least, that’s where he met her.

“Hi! Welcome to Cafe Louise!” Toni let her retail smile pop up as the next customer was revealed behind the last one. “What can I get for you today?”

The man on the other side of the counter raised an eyebrow. He didn’t look half-bad – with his messy curls, and his leather jacket, he kind of reminded her of–

“Well, beautiful, how about your number?” asked the man as he sauntered up to the counter. “I’m sure I would really enjoy that.”

She… wasn’t sure how to respond. “Er – any coffee instead?” she tried to ask.

The man stared at her for a bit. She did her best not to squirm as she realized that his eyes were glancing over her, studying her face and body. “Sure,” he decided with a sly grin. “I’ll have a coffee with you. When do you get off work?”

Now she lost her composure, closing her eyes wearily. “Sir – please, you’re holding up the line. Please order, or step aside so I can serve the next customer.”

His eyes glanced behind him, and he tsked. “Alright,” he said, waving his hand. “Sweetest latte you’ve got, honey. Make it almost as sweet as you.”

Happy to move on, Toni didn’t even bother with an answer. She also didn’t notice when he stayed for hours, sipping his coffee in the corner and watching her work.

“-- and on her date night!” Ryan was shouting now. “Seriously, she has a boyfriend, what is wrong with you!?”

“Oh, nothing,” Jaren laughed, working an arm around Toni’s waist. When did they stand up? “I just enjoy her company, that’s all.”

“Enjoy it without kidnapping her, then!” Ryan shouted down. Jaren had caught him snooping around, and Ryan had promptly been strung up from the rafters.

“How come?” laughed Jaren as he turned on a radio. Slow music began to waft through the old warehouse, and he took her hand in his. “It’s the best part of my week.”

“See– that is a problem!” Ryan said, twirling around as the rope twisted. “Nobody does things like that! Nobody has a kidnapping schedule, and for some reason, you DO!”

Jaren ignored him, turning his attention back to Toni.. “Now, this isn’t a bad date night, is it, Puppy?” he asked, flashing that same sly grin that had been haunting her for years. “A dance is far more intimate than a movie, wouldn’t you say?”

Toni hesitated to reply. Sure, it was, but she would rather spend the night with–

Colors flickered at the corners of her eyes, and she shut them quickly, burying her face in his chest. “J… Jaren…” she mumbled into his coat. “I… I thought I told you, no more hallucinations…”

She felt him sigh as he pushed her off of him, only to twirl her around. “I don’t see why you wouldn’t like them,” he replied. “With these, I could take you anywhere you wanted. Anywhere you could dream of.

“Open your eyes, Puppy. Won’t you look, just for tonight?”

Only a groan escaped her lips as she let her eyelids drift open. There was never any use in arguing with him, and the least she could do was make the night more bearable for herself. He could always make it worse. So, so much worse.

She squeaked in surprise, though, shutting her eyes and hiding in his coat again. “N-No people!” she whimpered. “Please, take away the people!”

Jaren chuckled, cradling her head against his chest with one hand. “Your wish is my command, Puppy.”

An audible snap told her she could open her eyes again. There – the hallucinatory ballroom was empty.

As Deimos, Jaren’s powers were more concentrated. He let loose, didn’t cut corners. When his attention was only on making a single person hallucinate, well… It was even more realistic.

He danced with her, blissfully ignoring the discomfort on her face. In his mind, and her eyes, they were alone together in a majestic, gold ballroom, fitted with red curtains and swirling designs on the walls.

“Why won’t you run away with me, Puppy?” Jaren cooed, stepping gingerly around her. “We could be together. We could do whatever you wanted.”

Toni pouted, her eyebrow twitching in annoyance. She had to keep her cool, but… “More like whatever you wanted to do,” she grumbled. “I don’t want to be here. I don’t even like you.”

Another squeak escaped her as he dipped her backwards, her hair brushing the floor. He chuckled as she clutched onto his arms for dear life, leaning closer to whisper in her ear. “Well, you won’t give me a chance, Puppy,” he crooned with mock sadness and a touch of true disappointment. “I never even got to try.”

“You-!” Toni risked taking one hand off of his sleeve to smack his arm. “You kidnapped me two days after we met! You didn’t even introduce yourself, you just picked me up and walked off!”

He snorted. “More of that little attitude,” he snickered as he pulled her back up straight. Her face was on his shoulder now, and he turned his head to watch her glaring up at him. “Well, whatever I did,” he noted, “it surely got your attention. Didn’t it?”

“U- I-” Toni lifted her head, using both of her hands to hit his chest. “You mean you don’t even remember doing that!? You awful, no-good-”

Before she knew it, he had caught both of her hands in his, kissing her knuckles softly. “Of course I remember, Puppy,” he murmured. “How could I forget? The look on your face when you realized what was happening…”

She was pushing away from him, but he pulled her closer, ran his fingers through her hair. The gentle touch quickly turned painful as he yanked her head back by her hair, smiling at her squeal. 

“Kind of like this, actually…” he whispered as he used his free hand to brush her cheek. The agony, the pain, the confusion… “You looked a little like you do right now. How could I forget such a pretty look?”

He held her that way for what seemed like forever, tugging every once in a while to watch her tear up. She couldn’t tell anymore whether she cried at the way he hurt her, or at the truly pleased smile on his face every time he did.

By the time he released her hair, she had a headache. Shutting her eyes again, she could do nothing as he began to stroke her hair.

“Such a sweet Puppy,” he cooed, pressing a kiss so gently onto her head that she could almost forget who was holding her. “You should fall in love with me. It would be worth it.”

She doubted it.

Above them, Ryan continued to struggle. He wrinkled his nose as he looked down at the ‘happy’ couple below. Jaren was already starting to hurt Toni. It wouldn’t be long before he started using knives, or worse.

“Gotta remember… Gotta ask Cora for help again,” he muttered to himself. Once more, he tried to move his arms behind him, trying to reach the knot, but to no avail. Growling, he kicked at the air. “Fucking Oliver!” he grumbled. “Stupid power-dampening–”

Jaren jumped, bringing a hand to his neck. Toni’s hallucination fell away as he was distracted, rubbing at his neck. “A dart?” he called out, pinning Toni close to his side. “We’re resorting to tranquilizers now?”

No answer.

Scoffing, Jaren grabbed Toni by the waist and threw her over his shoulder. He ignored her hitting his back (even though he thought it was adorable). He didn’t waste time making quips, not at this point. Not when he was here.

He didn’t even make it to the door. The weight of Toni disappeared from his shoulders as he fell. Too tired to catch his fall, he barely heard her feet meet the floor again.

Drowsy eyes looked up at the two standing in front of him. Toni, with that delicious expression of fear, and that damn, black-suited, silent killer.

A slow chuckle was all he could manage. “Well, hey, there, Hero Killer. What’s up?”

No answer. He never answered when he was in that damn armored suit. 

The Killer’s black helmet turned to Toni, though he still kept an eye on Jaren.

“I’m okay,” she whispered, holding onto his arm. “He didn’t hurt me.”

Jaren hugged. Of course he hadn’t. He was always interrupted just before the good part, these days.

The Killer caught his disappointment. The helmet’s gaze snapped back to him as the Killer pulled a pistol from his belt, cocking the hammer back.

“Hey!” Toni swiftly moved between them, holding her hands up. “Hey– I said I’m fine! I thought I said no more shooting him!”

The three of them sat in a tense silence, the Killer not daring to lift his gun against her. Nothing was said, and nothing happened, until Ryan called out from the ceiling. “Can you get me down so we can go!?” he cried out. “Please? I hate being up here!”

Toni watched the rise and fall of the Killer’s chest as he took a deep breath. No doubt Jaren was already asleep, so there was no need for any further action.

It was half an hour later before Toni was allowed to go home, her boyfriend holding her close as he set up a movie. They’d decided to skip the theater and watch a movie on the couch instead, snuggled together underneath a warm, fuzzy blanket.

“Why did you even have the gun, anyways?” she asked him as he turned on the subtitles. “You know you can’t shoot him.”

“Habit,” William said flatly, setting down the remote. “It’s part of the suit. I have to have it.”

“You don’t have to pull it out, though,” she noted. “You’ve shot him, what – fifteen times?”

“Probably,” he replied, putting an arm around her. “And it should be more.”

She looked up, beginning to scold him, but she stopped. He had that smile again, for the first time since he’d taken the helmet off. It always took him so long to relax after taking off that suit. And the tension from her getting kidnapped again was starting to calm down…

Taking a deep breath, Toni nuzzled her cheek into his chest, resting in his arms. “You’re lucky I love you.”

William looked down at her, ignoring the movie entirely. It felt far more important to look at her, to see her. See the way the lights made her face glow, how her curious eyes followed the screen. Her hair flowed freely over them both, soft as ever.

He could never tell her. He could never tell her the way his heart dropped every time he couldn’t find her. He’d never tell her the pain in his chest whenever he came upon her in Jaren’s arms, held not like a lover, but like a loved toy. The way that she pretended, the way she had started just… going along with what that asshole did to her. William knew that she did it for her safety, so he would hurt her less. That was always known.

But he could never prevent that awful thought, each time, that she would actually fall for it this time. That she would fall to him.

“I love you, Toni,” he whispered, kissing her gently on the top of her head. “I love you more than anything.”

Toni smiled softly, bringing his hand to her lips to kiss it softly. “I love you, too, Will,” she whispered, running her thumb over the back of his hand. “More than anything.”

[freefallingup13]

Thinking on the revised Jaren’s Puppy plot, I’m not sure when (or if) I’ll start writing it again, but I’m slowly getting back into the idea of this particular universe.

Jaren, Toni, Ryan, David, Cora, they exist in MANY AUs of their original universes. So do other characters that haven’t been introduced yet. So since I’ve been uninterested in Jaren’s Puppy, I’ve been going through AU after AU (including a modern pet whump one that I have two drabbles for and includes Grin!). Idk. The fantasies are running wild and I’ve been drawing far more than I’ve been writing lately.

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Knife Play (Jaren’s Puppy)

SO I had to sit and didn’t have anything to do while waiting for my laundry, complained to my friends I couldn’t write, then turned around and blasted out this drabble into a notebook in about half an hour.

Apparently all I need to do is complain.

I could never figure out the aftermath of this scene, but fuck it! With the magic of editing, and tumblr posts, it doesn’t matter!

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Summary: Jaren, the leader of a wild, warmongering vampire coven, likes to keep a few werewolves as attack dogs. Some of the werewolves the coven keeps - like his favorite “Puppy” Toni - are his personal pets.

CW: This is a pet whump/slavery fic, if I continue to post more of this story there will be dubcon. This piece in particular has restraints, knives, blood description, wound description (mostly through fascination and color), Whumpee is a girl  and the Whumper is called “Master”.

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The screaming and writhing was his favorite. She was so lucky that he didn’t expect her to stay still, or stay quiet, not tugging at the restraints.

She was thinking exactly that, grateful that she had a kind master, when he dragged the knife across her skin again.

Jaren was mesmerized despite her drawn-out scream. The skin under his blade, the way it slowly separated to reveal that beautiful red inside.

It was intoxicating.

With a flick of his wrist, the knife left her skin. Toni was left gasping, clenching and unclenching her fists as she tried to get away from the searing pain on her legs. She shut her eyes, felt tears on her face - when had she started crying? - and she leaned her head back.

Sighing, Jaren leaned onto the table, propping his head upon his hand. He followed beads of blood on her thigh - she was so sensitive, there - and grinned as his last cut began to leak a stream of red…

“M-Master,” Toni choked out through a sob. 

“Shhh.” A finger rested on her lips. “Breathe, Puppy.”

A whimper escaped her as she desperately peppered his finger with kisses, anything to distract from the pain.

“Oh…” She heard a shift of clothing, and Master’s hand cupped her face. She leaned into it, whining as she looked up at him.

Jaren gave her a soft smile. If only she knew how her teary eyes only encouraged him to do more. He certainly wasn’t going to stop now.

“Puppy,” he cooed, rubbing his thumb on her cheek. She turned to kiss at it, and he let her. “You’re so sweet, Puppy…”

A careless swipe cut into the soft skin of her stomach, and her eyes scrunched shut. She felt the blood on the blade flicking onto her legs, and she wailed.

“We’re not finished, yet,” Jaren whispered, laying the blade flat onto her skin. It was wet, it was wet, she was crying - “Just keep being a good girl for me, huh, Puppy?”

She could barely speak, crying out like it would save her. “Yes… Master-!”

“Good girl.” Jaren grinned as he turned the blade down again, sharp edge against her skin. “Good girl.”

[freefallingup13]

I honestly have nothing to do right now and desperately need a distraction from my surroundings. Does anybody have any questions about my OCs or storylines? I feel like ranting but my friends already know all about it cause it’s our rp setting lol

-Naive Princess

-Jaren’s Puppy

-Superhero AU (actually the same AU for both of the above universes)

-Toni’s original story, The Agency Files

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Uuuuugh thinking about the Jaren’s Puppy AU where they’re all royalty

Toni is the queen of a small kingdom

Jaren is the king of a feared, warring kingdom bent on conquering all the lands

Toni’s unexpected military expertise impresses Jaren, so when he does finally conquer her small country, he offers her a deal; be his wife and rule alongside him. No benefits for her, really, besides not dying and the lives of her people being scared.

She agrees on the condition that she and she alone rules the lands of her former country. Reconstruction and infrastructure are not exactly Jaren’s strong point. He allows this.

Cue an absolutely hateful forced marriage that ends up being a sort of power couple to the surrounding kingdoms. They had hoped Toni’s kingdom would prevail, but it - in their eyes, inevitably - fell. They attempt to use the opportunity to attack through Toni’s former borders, but are swiftly driven away by Toni and her people.

Idk I just love this idea a lot and I can’t stop thinking about it. Toni has a personality and agency in this au and I can’t get enough of it. A defiant lady whumpee. Like, fuck. I’m breathless