#Mouthwashing J*mmy

[cxnrg]

Who’s up mouthing their wash ???💯💯

I got a little mouthwashing oc designed and I love her :3 I’m so normal about all of them

Seriously tho the game absolutely crushed my soul in every way

Might colour this at some point, not sure !

[sexyspamtonlover420]

Having Better Call Saul and Mouthwashing as my primary current special interests is a level of whiplash unexplainable by words

ESPECIALLY when Jimmy McGill - aka the "GOOD-MAN" is one of my many fictional others

But we are a system with an Anya fictive who DESPISES that universe's Jimmy no matter what

☠️

[zionanelequaso]

I hate j*mmy

[phosphostar]

𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲, 𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞✞

in which you ride jimmy. self explanatory.

cw; fem!reader (afab), jimmy himself is a warning, riding, p in v (wrap it i fucking hate kids), pw/op, pure filth. it’s disgusting.

i don’t condone what he did!! as a victim of assault/rpe myself, fuck you jambalaya! but his 5 pixels are kinda…

“jimmy-“ i whisper, my hands finding placement on his chest. fuck.

fuck fuck fuck. i know this is stupid. why? why am i trying? “careful, baby.” he says, his hands wrapping around my wrists. he drags me into his sleeping quarters, and tosses me on his bed. “someone could’ve seen us, but you don’t care? don’t you? just wanna be fucked?” he says mockingly. he sits on his bed, and i place myself on his lap, my legs wrapping around his waist as his hands lay on my thighs. “jimmy, don’t play. please”

“then get your fatass off of me” he says, taking me off his lap as he quickly undresses me. he exposes my tits, and he almost loses control. he takes one in his hand and the other in his mouth. he sucks and pinches the soft skin as i struggle to take his own uniform off. he pops my tit out his mouth, and finishes undressing himself for me. he picks me up, struggling a little, and places me on his lap. i place myself so i grind my cunt on his cock, wetting myself as i know he won’t. he doesn’t even like me. i mean, i don’t care for him either. i only like the dick. without even a second thought, he slams himself into my cunt. i squeak out, the pain dissipating as he grips my hips tight, fucking me hard.

“that’s my girl- fuck!” he groans out loudly, disregarding the others on the ship. he fucks me hard with a few final strokes, and cums as deep as he can inside me. he lays there, panting hard as i grind on him softly, nudging my clit to make myself cum. “fuck, girlie. fuck, you’re tight.” he says, looking at my face contort as i near my release. as soon as IM about to finish, he stops me, and pulls me off of him. as soon as i open my mouth to protest the loss of friction, he puts me on the bed. he gets up and gets dressed, looking back at me before speaking,

“clean up after yourself. you’re gross.” he says as he walks out of his quarters, leaving me filled with his cum dripping out of me. i fucking hate him.

[frozenpinees]

Why are my cats drinking mouthwash

[rotten-apple-stims]

I'm just fucking killing Jimmy from Mouthwashing. That's it. That's the stimboard.

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Proship / Comship / RPF Do Not Interact Please !

[clearlydusty]

me and my sisters played Mouthwashing for the first time, and even though I got a ton of spoilers from tumblr this game was still an AMAZING experience. Can you guess who my favorite is??

(also just found out that daisuke describes his experience on the tulpar to Anya, not J*mmy, so I put him there for nothing)

[f1shb0ner]

hi guys no fnaf uhm… i cant explain myself

[toutallyahoe]

━ hebrews 9:22 ,, mouthwashing

requested by: –

pairing(s): curly x male reader

word count: 1856

warnings: canon spoilers, cursing, character death(s), attempted murder, murder, deaths oh my god so many deaths help, j*mmy (ew 🤮)

a/n: yeah, im surprised it aint porn too

"Indeed, under the law almost everything is purified with blood..."

Pained laboured breaths left what was once a hopeful man's lips. Well, hopeful was far from what he had become over the years, crippled by the trials and tribulations of what life had put onto him— yet he persevered despite the doubts that ate him whole. Curly persevered despite it all...

But does he still want that?

Laying in the Medical Room's bed without any control of his own body— burnt body— without feeling any sort of pain that he wished he would just die was difficult. Even breathing was difficult but he was forced to do so. Forced to endure. But Curly wanted to die. More than he had wished in the past... but he can't. Forced to lay in bed, feeling helpless as he watched his crew... his friends... descend into madness.

If he could cry, Curly would. The pain of his entire body doesn't hurt as much as the pain and guilt in his chest. Well, Curly thinks so. He doesn't know if the pain in his chest is the guilt of eating him or just the normal pain of being burnt alive to the point his skin is gone. But Curly still felt sick and hopeless. So despaired by it all. Because despite being forced to lay in bed and watch helplessly as everyone descended into madness, Curly knew it was his fault. And it eats him up.

Anya had already said her good bye after she locked herself in the Medical Room with him. Saying how despite everything he had done (or lack there of), she forgave him. Curly tried to talk, to reach out but all it came was garbled mess of croaks and pained wheezes as his throat hurts from the pain. Curly had to watch helplessly as she finally decided to escape the nightmare that came to the Tuplar crew of the Pony Express... to them.

The pain in his chest worsened as Curly could hear a pained screaming echoing throughout the room and it took a second for him to realize who the screamer was. But once Curly realized, his heart dropped as he wanted to cry more. Daisuke showed up in his peripheral vision, looking worse for wear since he had last seen the younger man. Curly wants to cry harder seeing Daisuke all bloodied and hurt, with so many cuts and gashes as Curly realized that in order for Daisuke to come inside the Medical Room despite Anya locking it, it was through the vents that were connected to the Utility Room. The same vents Curly knew was dangerous... fuck.

Curly had believed in the past he was a good captain. The crew in Tuplar sang his praises after all to the point Jimmy always mentions how annoying it was. Curly would have brushed it off like all the times but he knew deep inside he did feel a sense of fulfillment to be called that. A good captain. Because it made him feel like he was actually doing something worthwhile with his life.

But he doesn't believe that anymore.

How can he? Failing Anya despite the trust she placed on him to confess what his friend— what Jimmy had done to her? Where did she have to take things in her own hands? Failing Daisuke from Jimmy's manipulation that the poor young man is now crying from the pain of his injuries as well as he was screaming at Anya to wake up? Failing Swansea where he had to watch the older man lose himself to the little bits of alcohol in the Dragon's Breath mouthwash they were delivering? And worst yet... failing you as he watches the happy man descend into despair along with the crew.

Curly felt useless as he laid there motionless and despaired in bed. He can hear Swansea cursing out as he and Jimmy dragging out Daisuke who was moaning and groaning in pain. He didn't hear Anya anymore... will never hear her voice ever again.

It all was a blur. Time passed by so quickly... not that Curly knows how long it had been. The pain made it hard to focus on his surroundings but he saw someone standing in front of the medical bed. Curly let out a pained croak when he saw it was you. The one who used to be a picture image of a calm and collected crew member of his who had bright eyes that looked at him with love and respect looked frantic yet oh so tired as your dull eyes are red and puffy from crying, tear stains on your sunken cheeks. Lips quivering as you looked down at Curly. There was panic and mania in your eyes. Curly dreaded it.

"Let's rest now," You said, your tone shaky and raspy. You bite your bottom lip to stop your lips from quivering until you tasted blood that grounded you a little bit. "We can rest now, right?" You asked as tears brimmed your vision on what you were about to do. You looked at Curly and gave a smile. A smile that Curly knew was far from genuine. It didn't reach your eyes. Not the same sweet smile you would send him when you two would wake up early in the morning, in bed together. Far from the one Curly is used too. It looks despaired, haunting...

Curly tried to talk, to reach out. But just like Anya, he failed. Like he always does.

"!!!"

Curly wanted to cry when he felt your hands wrapped around his throat. He wheezes in pain as his body thrashes automatically when you squeezed. It hurts! It hurts— but let him die! There were salty tears falling down his bandaged cheek, stinging him as he could see you finally breakdown. Losing it all.

"We can go together! Everyone is gone so let's go together like you said!" You said as a deranged laugh left your lips. "Aren't we in this together, captain? We can rest!" You put more pressure down Curly's throat.

"Please, just stop suffering already!" You wailed as your entire body was shaking. You desperately tried to tune out Curly's pained noises and thrashing as you sobbed. You didn't want to do this— but you had too. No one else was going to put Curly out of his misery. No one is giving your poor captain mercy.

Anya already died, her rotting corpse was beside you, slumped over the floor. Daisuke had his head split open by an axe by Swansea. You were there to witness Swansea put down the young man. You already knew Swansea was dead somewhere around the ship. Especially when you had heard two loud gun shots rang out eerily inside the Tulpar— Jimmy was fucking insane! You knew that oh too well as you watched that monster descend to madness.

You knew you only had so little time to do what you needed to do. To finally put Curly out of his misery because you knew Jimmy wouldn't. You can accept whatever responsibility is left when Curly is gone. Whether Jimmy kills you with a gun or you having time to get the axe and kill Jimmy yourself... it'll be fine as long as you take Curly out of his misery first. Because Curly deserves it.

"Please wait for me," You cried as you looked at Curly through your tears. "I'll be close behind, okay?" You say as you smiled. The blood from your bruised bottom lip stuck to your teeth as you smiled. You look deranged but Curly could only admire you. He wanted this. He wanted to die— to have the suffering end already. Curly just wished it didn't have to be you to put him down knowing how much you loved him.

"I love you," Curly heard you sobbed as black spots formed in his vision. Curly already had trouble breathing after the crash but he can barely gasp for air, not with your hands on his throat, trying so hard to kill him. Slowly, Curly's body stopped thrashing, too weak as the black spots continued on to fill his vision. He can barely see your broken face now.

He was going to die. Curly was going to die... and that's fine.

Curly just hoped you won't suffer painfully before you both are reunited once again in the after life. Hah, when did he even believe in an after life? Curly lost hope of a god existing so many years ago. But if there was a god, Curly hoped they would be kind enough to let him see you again after this. To see the others too. But mostly... Curly just wants to see you—

Bang

Thud

Curly let out a painful gasp as his lungs burned while greedily took a lot of air to fill it back up. His throat hurts so much. If he could tear up, Curly knows he would with his one singular eye left from the pain. Everything hurts. Fuck. It hurts...

Wait.

Pain... was pain part of death? Living was painful and Curly thought death would be more welcoming. Curly would have thought it would be peaceful like when the air was deprived from his lungs as you strangled him. When Curly knew he was dying as his vision darkened. You— where were you? Why was Curly's head ringing so loudly? Was... was he still alive?

Why... why was he still alive?

Why?

Why?

Why?!?

Didn't you promise to take him out of his misery? Was it all a lie? But the pain— the pain in his throat was real! Curly swore it! Where were you? Where were you?!? What happened?!?

Curly found his answer when he saw a shadowy figure where you once stood. Where you should be. And seeing the face of the figure, Curly wanted to cry and scream. Wanted to yell until his throat was raw and burned. Curly wanted to thrash his burnt body and cry.

But he can't. Curly can't...

"It's okay, I saved you," Curly heard Jimmy say. Curly wanted to bitterly laugh at his words. Jimmy didn't save him. Far from it. Jimmy depraved him from his peace! What more can Jimmy take away from him?!? Where were you?!?

Curly could only let the man whom he used to call a friend carry him without much of a fight as he was tired and still processing what everything just happened, wondering where you should have been. Did you chicken out on killing him? Was your love for him too much to kill him? Then where were you then?

Curly looked at Jimmy with dull eyes as he was carried away from the Medical Room. You were nowhere in sight— until Curly saw you... dead on the ground with a puddle of blood around your head... no. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO—

"Don't worry, Curly. I'll fix this..."

"And without the shedding of blood... there is no forgiveness of sin..."

[the-real-couchrat]

Why do I keep seeing posts taking about everyone dying on the ship and Curly being put in the cryopod by J*mmy? Is this a popular AU?

Am I the only one who remembers the CANON ending where Pony Express is shut down for bad working conditions before the search parties are sent out, who find the crew after they’ve a been stranded for about two months? (“Unfortunately” they couldn’t get there before J*mmy fell down the stairs and snapped his neck)

Where they immediately bring Curly to a hospital while the rest of the crew stay nearby and start booking therapy appointments? Anya had an abortion and started medical school, Curly is getting fitted for prosthetics, and the whole crew (minus J*mmy) visits or calls him AT THE VERY LEAST weekly. (The crew was compensated with a lot of money so they don’t need to find a job for a while)

Anya and Curly had a heart-to-heart about how his actions (or lack thereof) affected her, and are trying to rebuild trust together. Swansea continued to mentor Daisuke (not officially, more like teaching him mechanical things when they come to mind) during their free time, and are trying to find a new direction in life.

J*mmy’s actions came to light, and no one showed up to his funeral other than the crew so they could throw tomato’s at his grave and talk shit during the eulogies.

HOW DOES NO ONE ELSE REMEMBER THIS!?!?!?

[ifwebefriends]

Okay so like I’m kinda developing what I’m calling my “Post-Rescue AU” for Mouthwashing and it’s gonna have some complicated Curlanya in it and I have a few fics planned/partially written (I don’t know when they’ll be out, school is kicking my ass rn) and its all from Anya’s POV because her perspective and choices are what I really want to focus on in this happier ending but that also means Curly’s thoughts aren’t usually shown so I just want you all to know that at a certain point the vibes are just kinda this:

And yes Anya has shorter hair, eye circles and a face scar just like please bear with me on this

[Image ID. a digital drawing of an alternate universe Anya and Curly from Mouthwashing. They’re cuddling in bed and Anya’s head is on Curly’s chest and her arms are around his torso. Anya’s eyes are closed and she has a slight blush on her face. She’s thinking “he’s soft and warm…this is actually pretty nice…”

Curly has had reconstructive surgery done so he has skin and some hair and one eyelid sewn shut. He’s staring up at the ceiling with a wide pupil and a full facial blush. He’s thinking “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I DON’T DESERVE THIS!”

A small caption in the middle says “both happy but it’s Complicated™” with arrows pointing to them both.

End ID.]

[making-your-fave-in-fr]

I made the Tulpar crew from Mouthwashing in Flight Rising!

(Also requested by @crittern)

[bunny-yuck]

kills 99%

[ikedaren29336]

Jimboner want that gyatt ♥

Mouthwashing doodle

[tboom-but-weird]

Mouthwashing characters ranked based on how much I wanna slap them in their faces

[kelotalks]

uhm okay yeah maybe a bit obsessed with mouthwashing!