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bakersstreetirregulars · 11 months

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Last Cookie Standing: Episode 1 - “For the Good of the Team!”

🌰 Extra extra! A new Cookie Run Kingdom online series is airing every Wednesday on YouTube! Twelve Cookies are gonna be macaroon-ed on a desserted island in the Tropical Soda Islands for three whole weeks to compete for 1 million Crystals!

🔎 There’s also a Coupon Code for CRK here for you guys to get 1000 Crystals 💎 for yourself: LASTCOOKIESTANDING

Note A: As a member of our cast with ties to some of the camera crew, Strawberry Crepe Cookie’s availability for asks on this blog and on the Crepe Archives will be amplified until the competition ends or until they are eliminated from the competition, but they will be unavailable to host anything on either blog until then. Their responses here will not be known to the other competitors and will not reflect on their relationships with the other competitors.

Note B: With ties to the camera crew, we can also collect asks from any of the other competitors until they are eliminated from the show. Asks from other sources will be limited.

Note C: A 3.0 version of a pinned introductory post is in the works and will follow once the show is over. Other production notes including regular work on the Baker’s Street Newsblog and Crepe Archives will be on a slowdown or otherwise limited until then to allow me (Editor) to pursue other creative OC and AU projects and IRL professional pursuits. Follow @/timekeepertwister and @/lilywhite-space to see more on my pursuits on the AU side of things.

Note D: We’ll also break down what’s going on in each episode here, but in the name of protecting people from unwanted spoilers, that will all be under the break. I advise you to watch the episode first before opening the break.

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Spoilers begin here. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Teams are formed on the ship where the opening challenge commences.

Team Crispy

💀 Licorice Cookie

🌾 Rye Cookie

🏹 Caramel Arrow Cookie

⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie

🌟 Madeline Cookie

☕️ Espresso Cookie

Team Crunchy

🍰 Red Velvet Cookie

🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie

🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie

🪔 Affogato Cookie

🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie

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First Challenge

Teams have two minutes to salvage anything they can find on the boat.

🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie coordinates collection of various supplies.

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie grabs rope under 🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie’s direction.

🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie gets distracted by a sack she thinks would be comfortable to sleep on, which frustrates 🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie. “Pro strats, grandpa. Hehe.”

🌾 Rye Cookie and 🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie have a stand-off over a blanket. Chili Pepper Cookie distracts Rye Cookie and makes off with the blanket.

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Teams travel by rowboat to the island where they’ll be staying.

🌟 Madeline Cookie declares himself leader of Team Crispy, annoying ☕️ Espresso Cookie in the process by not rowing while 🌾 Rye Cookie and 💀 Licorice Cookie row for them. “HAHA! I would, but I don’t want to get my icing wet… I need to look good for the cameras!”

🍰 After landing, Red Velvet Cookie uses his Cake Arm to lift the rowboat, relieving Tea Knight Cookie, Cream Unicorn Cookie, and Chili Pepper Cookie in the process as they were struggling to push the boat ashore. “A true general leads by example.”

*DISCLAIMER* This production- nor this retelling to another channel- does not support Dark Enchantress Cookie.

🍰 Red Velvet Cookie reminisces about the first time he took Chiffon to the beach, then plans to use the prize Crystals to open his Cake Monster sanctuary in a more tropical setting like the island he’s competing on.

⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie uses their Crepe Fists to lift their team’s boat in an attempt to not be outdone, sending the boat skyward and probably into space while scattering the team’s supplies. “Whoops! Hehe… guess these Waffle Bot arms are too strong for their own good. Let’s head to camp!”

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After moving to the campsite…

🏹 Caramel Arrow Cookie gives Team Crispy an inspiring speech. “As a Watcher of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, I can sense the great potential of Team Crispy!”

💀 Licorice Cookie is promptly ignored as Strawberry Crepe Cookie bumps him to one side and Rye Cookie moves firewood to another location that he doesn’t want. “Ohhh, why isn’t anyone listening to me?!”

🌟 Madeline Cookie proclaims that he himself will guide them to make a perfect shelter while the Light keeps them safe. ☕️ Espresso Cookie demands to use precise calculations instead, leading to an argument.

🍰 Red Velvet Cookie starts a campfire with 🪔 Affogato Cookie’s help.

“Pet-sitter options were… limited…” 🍄 Cut to Poison Mushroom Cookie playing with Chiffon in a live-action shot as 🍰 Red Velvet Cookie dreads what could happen to Chiffon.

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie looks forward to the memories they’ll create while 🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie goes to find a place to chill before the first contest. 🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie grunts in stiff silence.

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First Cookie Trial: Rolling Pin Relay

Teams will run a relay race with 3 runners and 3 blockers.

Runners will run the race in a relay fashion, passing a rolling pin to their teammate. Each runner will face a blocker from the other team who will try to slow them down.

Abilities are allowed!

First team to reach the finish line wins the immunity idol, making them safe from elimination

Team Crunchy

Runners: 🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie -> 🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie -> 🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie

Blockers: 🪔 Affogato Cookie -> 🍰 Red Velvet Cookie -> 🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie

Team Crispy

Runners: 🏹 Caramel Arrow Cookie -> ⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie -> 🌾 Rye Cookie

Blockers: ☕️ Espresso Cookie -> 💀 Licorice Cookie -> 🌟 Madeline Cookie

Pokémon-inspired encounter 1: 🪔 Affogato Cookie VS ☕️ Caramel Arrow Cookie

“🪔 Affogato Cookie uses Sweet Scheme! It’s not very effective!”

🏹 Caramel Arrow attacks with her bow. “The foe 🪔 Affogato Cookie flinched! Caramel Arrow Cookie got away safely!”

Pokémon-inspired encounter 2: ☕️ Espresso Cookie VS 🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie tries to run past ☕️ Espresso Cookie and asks nicely, but fails.

“☕️ Espresso Cookie uses Grinding! It’s super effective!” 🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie gets caught in the whirlwind.

🏹 Caramel Arrow Cookie passes the rolling pin to ⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie, taking the lead.

Pokémon-inspired encounter 3: 🍰 Red Velvet Cookie VS ⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie

“You may be strong, but just try and stop me now, HAHA!” ⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie and 🍰 Red Velvet Cookie begin a shoving match using their special arms before Strawberry Crepe Cookie exploits an opening to get around Red Velvet Cookie, whose Cake Arm was too deadlocked by one Crepe Fist to catch them “Red Velvet Cookie is paralyzed! He can’t move!”

⚙️ Strawberry Crepe Cookie passes the rolling pin to 🌾 Rye Cookie for the final stretch.

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie is still stuck in ☕️ Espresso Cookie’s magic whirlwind, halting any progress while annoying 🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie.

Pokémon-inspired encounter 4: 🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie VS 🌾 Rye Cookie “Ha ha! Well, well, well… We face off again.”

“🌾 Rye Cookie uses Distraction! It’s super effective!”

🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie gets distracted by Rye Cookie’s treasure bluff and wins the race for Team Crispy.

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After the contest…

🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie expresses outrage at their loss while 🪔 Affogato Cookie says there’s much to be desired.

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie encourages them by saying they’ll win next time while 🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie kills the mood by saying someone’s gonna leave.

🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie declares this a lesson to become stronger before throwing out his back.

🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie, 🪔 Affogato Cookie, and 🚂🌌 Milky Way Cookie plan to vote off 🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie. “That Cookie is just too soft for this island.”

🍰 Red Velvet Cookie thinks too much about Chiffon’s safety before 🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie tells him to focus on the game. “🦄 Doesn’t everyone get homesick sometimes?” “🫖⚔️ No.”

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Cookie Council

🦄 Cream Unicorn Cookie says their team will do better next time to become a stronger team and closer friends while 🌶️ Chili Pepper Cookie says “some Cookies could have tried a little harder” which upsets Cream Unicorn Cookie.

🫖⚔️ Tea Knight Cookie says that he should have gone as the first runner in the challenge. “🚂🌌 Thanks for taking the L for us, gramps.”

🪔 Affogato Cookie and 🍰 Red Velvet Cookie say they’ll vote for the strength of the team.

🍰 Red Velvet Cookie chooses to leave the show to ensure Chiffon’s well-being, being unable to go another 20 days without seeing Chiffon. “Apparently, 🍄 Poison Mushroom Cookie forgot the recipe for Chiffon’s new diet.”

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lucidicer · 2 years

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🍰🎤🖍️ for leon? :0

🚂📷📣 for vinny >:3

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cake?

his fav cake flavour would absolutely be red velvet!!!! but he isn't a big fan of icing, if theres more than like 2mm of icing on a cake he's scraping it off into the trash

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?

not a good singer 💀 he's got a pretty deep voice but even then he will do his best to hit the high notes and his voice will crack. leons music taste has been stagnant since he ran away from home with his shitty lil ipod so all of his karaoke songs would be from the years 2008 - 2012, he'd probably go with something r&b. if i had to pick any song that he would sing at karaoke it would be lol :-) by trey songz

🖍️ CRAYON - what advice would you give to them?

i feel a lot of advice i'd give my ocs is related to how they express themselves and hold out a lot but leon is pretty much an open book. he's loud and annoying but can also tell when he needs to be gentle and slow down. truly the only piece of advice i can think to give him is to tell people he sleeps with about his night terrors before scaring them half to death in the middle of the night 💀

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

(i'm assuming thats the one u we're referring to i couldnt see a 🚂 emoji on the post but i also might be stupid) also this question is so evil for him. if i made vincent do the trolley problem he'd spend 2 hours pacing back and fourth pulling his hair out. he would also end up killing the multiple people rather than the one person 💀 hes a lil insane

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

i wouldn't say he enjoys it but he doesn't hate it either he's very neutral on it. he doesn't really pose either he just sees what everyone else is doing and matches the vibes. he does enjoy taking photos!!! he will take photos of all the happy times he has, of his family, his friends, the neighbourhood strays. he loves keeping a physical journal so they all go in there :)

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

okay i thought A LOT about this. i never really do voice claims for my ocs because i can never truly imagine how they speak aside from basic descriptions but the closest i can imagine is arjun gupta, but a lil bit deeper. vins family is italian so i wanted to find an italian voice claim for him but his accent is not nearly as prominent to warrant it he has like a sliver of an accent 💀 he does get loud sometimes but for the most part he's pretty quiet and toned down

#TY FOR THE QUESTIONS THIS WAS SO FUN!!!! <3 #olli.txt #asks #*vincent #*leon

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solplparty · 2 years

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brandonwayneb · 2 years

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⚠️⚛️🌽🌽🌽🌽⛸️⛸️⛸️⛸️⚛️

⚠️⚛️🥞🥞🥞🥞🎲🎲🎲🎲⚛️

⚠️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️⚛️

“FACTORY: SENDING WAR RAFTS.”

“FACTORY: SENDING WAR SUB DRAFTS”

🏭 GOOSE “FACTORY” RESET POX “RAFT”

🔂 WAR RAFT TAR RAT GUITAR STAGE GIGS

🔂 GENOCIDE MICRO MEMORY BLEACH

🔂 BAKING SODA

🔂 TALCUM POWDER

🔂 PAC SEAL PARTICLE POWDER COMPANY

🔂 MICRO POX PODCAST PODS DROPS

🔂 MICRO SNOW GLOBE SHAMPOO FOAM

🔂 CAP HAY WIRE HAT TEA POTS SILVER

🔂 SHAMPOO FOAM HEAD DOME G-KNOWN

🔂 MICRO VACCINE LIQUID METAL ICE

🔂 SHOWER, SHOW ROOM, SHOPPERS

🔂 COTTON PATCH HEAD MOP, EYE ASSAULT

“White Genocide Commonalities Themes”

“GOOSE” summary

as the US ever had martial law?

In the United States, martial law has been used in a limited number of circumstances, such as New Orleans during the Battle of New Orleans; after major disasters, such as the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, the 1906 San Francisco earthquake, or during riots, such as the Omaha race riot of 1919 or the 1920 Lexington riots; ...

“work over paid corrupt actor down codes”

🤡🧢 pringle chips 🍪🤑

🤡🧢 celery sticks 🥒🤑

🤡🧢 sell micro megamall, plethora skin shop

“pythagorean theorem T cell truth serum”

“Christopher Robin” “Honey Pot” “Mop Head”

towels 🧼 🚿 🧖🏻‍♀️🧖🏽‍♂️🧖🏽🧖🏽🧖🏻‍♀️🧖🏽‍♂️

👘🥻👳🏽‍♀️👳🏽👳🏽‍♂️👳🏽👳🏽‍♀️👳🏽👳🏽

🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍🤎🤍

towels are for heads

TOWELS AND VOWS

not

“tow truck pow sights totals”

“TAN TIL”

“TAN TIL EYES”

Vows dont "total" 🙏🏽

Vow’s Life Vows

ALWAYS TWO types of vows.

✌🏽🙏🏽💞🙏🏽 ✌🏽

💪🏽 Sir Tan Lee (Certainly Elite)

🎃 Pumpkin Repeat 🔂

TAN SAND PROMISE HEALTHY COMMS-ONS

TAN SAND HEALTHY PROMISE LANDS

Healthy Tan, Sand, and Land

not “Tan TIL eyes” illusion tricks or illustration stray demonstrations,

not blaming “demon stations”

“white deviant directions blames red Irish”

“red eye rabbits” “irish, and jewish faiths”

“whites abusive spelling with spanish FOOT disorders, false narratives, false sacrificial trope rope tropism”

“white spelling false martyrdom, MARY ANY”

“in white suicide harassments HAIL MARY”

not for talcum powder ❌🥤❄️🍧

not for baking soda ❌🥤❄️🍧

"Tow Cum Powder" 👩🏾‍🍳👩🏾‍🍳👩🏾‍🍳👩🏾‍🍳

"Bake Soda" 🧑🏿‍🍳🧑🏿‍🍳🧑🏿‍🍳🧑🏿‍🍳

NOT Tow Truck "VOW TOTAL" tricks

❌❌❌❌❌❌❌

🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛🚛

🚚🚚🚚🚚🚚🚚🚚

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

White Crimes

5 Ways to 3 way off & on multiple mixed community deflections (53 to 35)

1. Old White Goose Factory Reset

2. Old White Box Desk Barn Gymnastics

3. The Bear Bologna Circle Jerk Squad

4. Baxster, white story mall laundry basket

5. Tess, Libby, Sibby, Mall Laundry Baskets

“Cable Modem MOD QUAD POD podcast

Micro Management Mega Mall”

“white mass genocide laundry wires”

raft sent think of an “old billy goat 🐐”

raft sent think of an “old ham bone 🦴”

raft sent think of an “old dolly lama” 🐪🦙

raft sent think of an “oak mill momma” 🐄

raft sent spell “PIE OAK TEA” hebrew basket

🧠🧺🪺🦠🍗💩👁️🥧🦢🏭

🩸🅱️🅾️🅾️🩸 🔪💌📮📩🧾

🚨🤡🎭🤿🤿🤿🍽️🎃🍅🍕🧊🍧⛸️

🚨🦭🆘❌☠️

🚨🐬🆘❌☠️

🚨🦈🆘❌☠️

🚨🐋🆘❌☠️

🚨🪸🆘❌🚪🪜🛝🎢☠️

⛸️⛸️⛸️⛸️

🎲🎲🎲🎲

💩💩💩💩

🥞🥞🥞🥞

🛌🛌🛌🛌

☠️☠️☠️☠️

🏥🏥🏥🏥

“commercialized genocide”

“call MUR”

“CALM VS MURDER”

“genocide, CD, DISCO, CO DICK, CO DICE”

“genocide, CID, DIC, CIGARETTES TAR RAT”

“genocide CID, SEA ID 🆔 INDEX IDENTIFIES”

“genocide Co Cid, Co Vid white converts”

“genocide Genetic Co Psy, Cell Damages”

“genocide casting DAY MAGE, MAGENTAS”

“genocide MAGENTA AGENDA”

“genocide PURPLE, WHITE, BLUE, YELLOW”

“genocide in public via CID WHITE CO VID”

“genocide genetic DIE”

“genocide MAGENTA AGENDA DAY MAGES”

“genocides white wizard, white blizzard”

“genocides, wizard, blizzard, lizzard”

“genocides, public health crisis”

“genocides O DOM RAY DAY AR”

“genocides odometer carbon emissions”

“genocides AT D DAY DOOMS, ATOMS”

“genocides MAGENTA purple, Peninsula”

“magenta MEGAPHONE MALL murders”

“magenta project day mage agendas”

“magenta damage, agendas genocides PUR PULL”

“magenta PULL A PURE BLOOD”

“magenta, PULL A CAT”

“magenta, PULL A TACK”

“genocide genetic PSY magenta MAGE agents”

“genocide gnome ELF DOME FAMILY RAPE”

“genocide WITCH family gang rapes”

“genocide MAGES, WIZARDS, DAMAGE cast”

“genocide day mage magenta MEGAPHONE MALL MASS CRIMES GENOCIDE TRIP WIRES”

“genocide megaphones microphone magenta agenda day mage white public health murders”

Links:

Hate Crime in America Policy Summit

https://www.justice.gov/crs/highlights/2020-hate-crimes-statistics

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martial_law_in_the_United_States?wprov=sfti1

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『 𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 ! 』

warnings: 🚂, explicit sex, slight manipulation, exhibitionism, shoe humping, overstimulation, degrading, slight bondage, face fucking, finger fucking, bukkake, squirting.

summary: you are a cocktail waitress at a fancy, exquisite hotel and casino, called to serve some drinks to a party of four men in a private poker room. it wasn’t until the tension of being the only girl in the room with a sexy attire and no panties has never felt this exciting and thrilling to you.

wc: 4,651

pairings: getou, toji, nanami, gojo x reader. (after care with getou :D)

who would’ve thought that tonight would end up with you indulging with sex, money, and fun?

in the early days of your career as a cocktail waitress, a bunch of obstacles would occur to the point where your job felt too difficult for you to continue on. you’d feel shame and discomfort in the workplace, the sickening catcalls from men with unhealthy gambling addictions, and unwanted insecurity in your way.

but it wasn’t until tonight. a very special night, something you have never thought of experiencing except when you indulge in your dark fantasies, that ended up leaving you breathless and shaking uncontrollably— literally.

earlier that evening during the beginning of your shift, you were told by your managers that your uniform for tonight’s theme was a cigarette girl corset. you scrutinized the material, enchanted by how stunning it looked, almost resembling a mini dress. the corset had curvy, lean underwires and soft ruffles with a braided trim accentuating the bust line like a flowing cascade of the midnight sky.

you put it on, staring at your glamorous features and the comfy fabrics and silk hugging your skin. it was definitely quite an outfit, enough to get everybody staring at your cleavage and bare skin. but with the confidence and boldness that grew into you while working in such a ribald and racy environment, you don’t feel that much shame at all.

after fixing your appearance in the mirror, you noticed your panties. there was a sudden intrusive thought that struck you, leaving you fumbled. you were debating whether you should leave them on or not. would anybody notice? would anybody point it out? it was, without a doubt, a very raunchy and scandalous thing to ever do while at work— while at public. but if it’s not risky, where’s the fun in that?

risks, risks, risks. you encountered them numerous times to get to the top, fighting your way for money, a roof over your head, and something to fill your stomach every damn day. in your mind, you considered the prospect and how low the chance was for someone to acknowledge.

but if a random stranger were to acknowledge. . . how would things escalate from there?

after finishing, you slip on the pair of white stockings, velvet opera gloves, and some black platform high heels. you weave your way down to the bar, passing by the staggered rows of fancy roulette tables, poker tables, blackjack tables, and glowing slot machines with the lingering stench of cigarettes in the air. finally, you reached the main bar where you collect the trays of drinks to serve. for hours you were serving all kinds of alcohol to the players and customers, walking about with nobody noticing.

but by the time it was around the end of your shift, you were told to take three glasses with different bottles of alcohol to a private poker room upstairs.

. . . upstairs? where the loyal patrons of this casino play at? you pondered, slightly intrigued.

swallowing the thought away, you gracefully take the tray of wine glasses, the smooth and thick liquid swirling inside the bottles as you walked to the elevator. luckily you were alone— no distractions, no creepy men, and no coworkers. just a few seconds of relief and isolation.

once the elevator dings softly at your designated floor, you sauntered steadily down the carpeted golden hall, keeping the drinks at bay. the walls were adorned with artwork depicting past tournaments, world poker tour events, and other commissioned paintings that were meant to inspire the players. the hotel and casino, overall, was just so prominent and stylish. it was quite the comfortable and aesthetically pleasing environment for you to work in.

you make your way down the hall and stopped before a grand, double door. legends room— as what they’d call it— an exclusive two-table enclave to honor the greatest players of poker. since there was only one party of four men to serve, you knocked timidly with the joint of your index finger and awaited for a reply.

“come in,” a sultry voice finally answered.

you push on the heavy doors, entering into a crisp and warm environment with red lighting. the walls consisted of mahogany boiserie encased spaces, dramatized with golden accents to add luxe and elegance. there were also leather sofas against the wall for spectators. the perfect atmosphere for an old-fashioned game of poker and drinking.

oh god, you quietly panicked, scanning the tranquil environment with an uncomfortable amount of tension in the air. there was nobody else but you and four other men.

“evening, gentlemen,” you greeted contentedly, grabbing the attention of the men seated on the leather covered chairs.

the moment all of their eyes laid on you, your chest tightened with anticipation. each men studied you carefully and subtly as you bend over to place the glasses gently on their left sides, followed by the beverages standing on the velvet foamy table.

“what’s up?”

“evening.”

“hey there.”

all of the mens’ voices were in unison, polite and welcoming as you passed by. although you may seem composed to them on the outside, you were nervous; your heart was hammering and your palms grew clammy as you gripped onto the cold bottles like they were about to slip away.

however, there was one particular man you were familiar with from the group— getou; an attractive coupier that you’ve seen often, at the workplace with black piercings and part of his hair tied back, standing at the curved edge with poker chips and arranged cards. his cream dress shirt was rolled up to his elbows neatly, tucked in with black slacks and the top three buttons undone.

at least you were somewhat comfortable with him in a room with some random strangers. random, but undeniably attractive strangers.

and what was bound to happen when you’re the only woman in a group full of men?

“hey,” getou greeted with a gentle smile. both of his hands were propped on the poker table, leaning forward as his doe eyes take in every inch of your tantalizing figure before him.

“hey. did you order the crème de cassis?” you asked, voice honeyed with titillation as if you were lulling him with your beautiful charm. you held the bottle before him along with a corkscrew, showing the label.

“yes, ma’am.” getou waits patiently as his glass was poured with the beverage. “you’ve been working quite a lot, haven’t ya?”

“i guess so,” you chuckled, your captivating smile catching his full attention as you move to the other end, opening a bottle of bourbon. “you didn’t order any drinks, right?”

“no ma’am,” another man with frosty white hair and bright blue eyes replied. he scanned your entire attire and figure, head to toe, licking the bottom of his lips.“wonder what’s the occasion for tonight.”

“and for you, did you order the bourbon?” you asked the man parted straw blond hair in the middle, your movements so precise and delicate that it was enough to amuse him.

“yes. i appreciate it,” he conceded kindly, waiting patiently as you poured the whiskey in his glass.

it was quiet, not that much conversations since the private poker room only had this party and the other tables and lounge area were vacant. nonetheless, serving each of them went by a little slow. while getou and gojo were chatting, getou would glance at you every once in awhile. he noticed that not only delicate and precise you were while making your way around to serve, but your pace was slow and steady.

he knew you wouldn’t pace like this. he’s seen you serve fast like an average waitress. it wasn’t until he came to the conclusion that you were doing it on purpose.

enough to tempt all of them with slow, seducing gestures.

you made your way for the last man who also had dark hair and a scar on the corner of his lips, placing a regular bottle of beer for him.

“thanks,” the man smiled.

“this is [first name] everyone,” getou suddenly introduces. “and [first name], this is gojo, nanami, and toji. we’re all good friends here. [first name] is also the best at serving drinks.”

you grinned at his complement and gazed down at the floor until you realized you were getting too excited. remember, you’re just here to serve drinks. that’s all, nothing else, you scolded mentally.

“thanks, getou. is there anything else you guys would like?” you asked sweetly, slanting your head.

“how about some individuals tips for ya?” toji coaxed. his mouth twisted to a smirk, slipping some folded bills sitting between his two fingers and placed them on your tray.

“thank you, sir.” you scanned the table, analyzing their game and their play. you could see strategies and ranges the men had.

“want to come watch us play?” gojo suddenly asked. “or, if you want, you can join us. an extra player for our little game night wouldn’t be so bad.”

you made your way to the end of the table where getou stood, who was organizing the chips. “you boys did a good job with your ranges. seems like a good game.”

“oh, it was a good game,” getou emphasized. “we were about to leave, but we can play one more round with you.”

“oh no, what i meant was. . .“ you suddenly trailed off, feeling a tight sensation in your chest.

fuck, what am i thinking? i should be out of here already!

“. . . you guys deserve a reward,” you continued, all eyes on you. “you’ve been loyal customers at our casino and the host enjoys your stay here.”

the more they kept staring at you, with all the attention on you, the more you felt enticed. it was a perfect scenario, a perfect opportunity to kill some time. maybe getou realized that as well, his intense eye contact and words stimulating and arousing you in places you forgot existed.

“a reward?” getou asked. you can hear his voice growing low, like the softest mutter you’d hear that makes your skin crawl. “and what about you?”

“think a hard working lady like you deserves some fun time, don’t you think?” says toji, tilting his neck back against the chair to consume his beer.

your body was growing hot. powerless inside, yet willing. you were starting to grow swollen the more you thought about it. the temptation and seduction was tough to fight, especially with the coolness hitting you down there.

and they haven’t even done anything to you. yet.

nanami hummed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “it’s fair. a free reward for our play and your work. you’d like that, huh.”

getou was standing unbelievable close before you. his eyes were tense, jaw set and eyes resting on yours. you gaze up at him tantalizingly through your lashes, breathing slowly while your heart was beating erratically. he had folded cash somewhere in his pocket, this time slowly slipping it into the garter strap you were wearing.

“we’ll pay you extra for a good time with us tonight,” he whispers tentatively in your ear, slanting your head at him again. “after all don’t you think you deserve this?”

nanami and gojo stood up and walked over to your side, tossing cash on your tray as well. never in your life have you thought a scenario like this was possible; especially in public. it all felt so wrong— incredibly wrong. but it couldn’t stop how needy you were for this, how excited you were to be the center of attention tonight. it all just felt too unreal to be happening.

“for so long, getou. . .” you muttered lowly, slipping off your velvet gloves to the side and staring into his eyes, greedy and hungry. “i have wanted this for so long.”

getou chuckled, gazing down at your body and roaming about your corset. his touches were so delicate, so warm, so mysterious against your skin. “put your hands on the table, then. keep them there for us.”

his voice was suddenly firm, so commanding that you were immediately aroused, like an electric current leading into your throbbing cunt. you obeyed and placed your hands on the teflon-coated fabric.

“ain’t she so pretty in this outfit?” toji mused nearby, the beer still in his grip and feeling slightly tipsy. all of the men started to surround you from behind.

“woah. looks like she’s not wearing anything underneath though,” nanami acknowledges with a chuckle as he glances at your ass showing underneath the ruffles, all of the nerves in your body suddenly freezing in suspense. somebody has finally found out. “we just met and this tells us a whole lot about you.”

“seems like nothing but a slut in that waitress outfit, aren’t ya?” gojo teases, causing you to feel bashful. “trying to show off your pretty little cunt to some strangers.”

getou grips on your chin with his left hand, the other pulling up the hem of the corset’s ruffles to reveal your bare ass for the rest of the men. you kept looking at getou with nothing else to reply with, only the hint of lust gleaming through your eyes. your back was arched, hands on the surface of the poker table for support, your ass and breasts sticking out and your legs slightly spread out.

with no hesitation, toji takes his fingers and slides on your slit with no warning, your breath hitching once he starts to circle around your dampened clit. “so fucking wet for us,” he chuckles. “like she’s been waiting all night for this.”

getou kept watching the way your mouth widened, stretched open to a satisfied smile, and whined when toji kept playing with your cunt mercilessly, turning the rest of the men on. two of his fingers glide to your lips, letting you helplessly suck them off and encircling your tongue around them.

“god, you look so fucking hot right now. wonder what you would look like with a dick in your mouth and in your hands all at the same time.”

you find yourself surrounded by all the men in such close proximity. toji lowers your body roughly on your knees, watching as all of the men were unzipping their slacks and pulling their cocks out. you were silently quivering with want and desire, growing wetter and wetter. it was so fucking hot.

your mouth went for getou first, lips wrapped entirely around his dick and allowing him to thrust slowly. the rest of the males watched in amusement, fisting their cocks as slick and sloppy noises pop out from your lips while sucking him off. voluntarily, you raise your hands up and curl your fingers around two more— gojo’s and nanami’s— stroking and pumping their cocks simultaneously, using their leaking pre-cum as lubricant.

“this is what you wanted, right?” toji teases, holding your head in place as getou fucks your throat. you let out a muffled moan in response, eyes almost rolling to the back of your head and your cunt pulsating rhythmically like wildfire. the more getou kept hitting the back of your throat mercilessly while you were jerking off nanami and gojo, it was enough for the white-haired male to grow impatient. he needed to be in your mouth badly.

as getou pulled away, you were immediately greeted by gojo’s dick shoved down your throat with no warning. he held you right there, not moving an inch for almost five seconds, your eyes starting to water and vision blurring. his grunts were very raw and intense as he plunged back and forth, leaving you to breathe shallowly through your nose. you were too distracted that your hands stroking getou and toji’s cocks began to falter.

“you should see how fucking pretty you look with my dick in your mouth,” gojo chuckles, holding onto your cheeks and angling your head higher. “eyes up at us all times. got it?”

his dick finally slides outside of your mouth, immediately gasping for air before you find your hands roughly pinned above your head by nanami. you felt something slither around your wrists— his silk tie— tying them together to the wooden leg of the poker table.

“no need for your hands this time,” the blond man smirked.

your arousal mounted higher than ever, looking so helpless and restrained to the three strangers and one co-worker. you open wide for him eagerly, taking nanami’s dick steadily in your mouth. you flicker your gaze onto his face, cheeks hallowed and lips engulfed around his length, waiting for him to move. but instead, the male set his hands on his hips and peered down at you with nonchalance.

“c’mon, pretty. show us what you’ve got,” he instructed.

already feeling provoked, his cock felt warm in your mouth, sitting plainly on your tongue until you push your head down further and pull back slightly. you repeated this rhythm for awhile, swish noises echoing in your ears and nanami’s soft groans exciting you. there was so much sensation coursing in your pussy, uncontrollably throbbing and whining on his dick.

“that’s it. fuck him good,” says getou, fisting his cock with the arousal of you being tied up.

“you’re doing so fucking well,” toji praises.

gojo glances at how your inner thighs were clutching together, taking note of how delirious and frenzied for your vacant cunt to be played with. “look at her. she’s begging for it,” he teases.

nanami jerks his cock away from your mouth, all messy and slippery on your face. “what do you want us to do to you, hm?”

“to. . . to fuck me,” you mewled, panting ravenously while sticking your tongue out that was coated with nanami’s pre-cum.

toji suddenly stepped forward with his right foot settled between your legs, the leather toe cap of his shoe protruding your swollen clit. shamelessly, you straddled on the material and bucked your hips, humping at a sufficing pace. toji grabs your face and forced his cock in your throat, gagging and moaning on him.

“fuck— you’re gonna come on my shoe first? would be such a waste. but you’re that desperate for us, aren’t ya?” he taunted, the rest of the men chuckling while you felt a little humiliated inside.

“p— please,” you whimpered once toji slipped his length out. “i want all of your cocks inside me. please.”

“this door isn’t locked, ya’ know,” the dark-haired male smirked. “what if someone were to walk in? like your manager?”

“oh, i don’t think she’ll mind at all,” says getou. his cock was sticking out beside toji’s, waiting for your mouth to be available and abusing it relentlessly.

toji kept his shoe at your pussy, observing the way your folds were parted wide open and encircling your hips at the stimulation, your furtive wetness smearing all over like lubricant and driving to a near orgasm. but it wasn’t until he stepped back and gladly gave you his fingers to fuck your cunt.

you were lost in your own need, writhing on toji’s fingers thrusting insanely fast that your body drew near a spasm. getou groaned from the loud begging noises you made, vibrating on his dick. with so much to bear and your pussy becoming slick with copious amounts of fluid, your body shuddered with an intense, raw orgasm. so intense that you spurted tiny clear fluids all over toji’s fingers.

“that’s more like it,” the male grinned, his self confidence raising after making a girl like you squirt for the first time.

the tip of getou’s cock rested on your puckered lips, seeing how much of a mess you made down there. “you’ll be on the poker table,” he tells you. he untied the fabric holding your wrists together and grabbed on your arm firmly to stand up, almost losing your balance.

getou sets you down swiftly on the table, the stacked gambling chips and deck of cards nearby shattering all over like your body. your pussy was leaking, rivulets of wetness and arouse running down. luckily the table was short enough for nanami, gojo, and toji to spread out and take the opposite ends where your head and hands were available.

“such a pretty little whore you are for us,” cooed getou, standing before your pussy.

your eyes were already squinting, panting softly from the way getou’s hands leisurely roamed around your body. you look up to see nanami’s dick hovering over your face, finding yourself mindlessly opening your mouth for him.

it was such a hot view for all the men in unbuttoned dress shirts to descry— a horny cocktail waitress with her legs spread out on a poker table, the multicolored chips and the playing cards scattered everywhere, and treated like nothing but a conduit for pleasure and stress relief. your breasts sticking out, nipples hardened and fondled with, garter straps holding onto bills, and your heels in the air.

before you know it, your fingers were circling on gojo and toji’s tips, hardening every second your throat was poking with a cock print. getou forces your legs apart as he rams his cock right into your velvety cunt. you were immediately immensed and dissolved with pleasure that felt so overstimulating, you gave pathetic moans and whines like there was no tomorrow.

“so. . . so fucking good,” you panted out. your body kept rocking from how mindblowing and incredible getou kept thrusting further and faster. an orgasm was building up soon, making you gyrate your hips on him and mewl on nanami’s cock. getou’s hands gripped onto your sore thighs, feeling you clench all over his cock that was so hard, so erect, it almost hurt like hell.

“like getting used like this?” getou taunted, mauling your breasts and slapping them with a sharp sting. whatever was inflicted onto your body by the men, it writhed you intensely. all you could ever do was moan in delight, so greedy for someone to fill your walls up entirely until you black out.

“so fucking sexy,” nanami grunted, his low and silvery voice giving you chills down your spine. “keep fucking me like that. goddamn.”

the room was filled with juddering grunts and moans. an entirely filthy situation that you were humiliatingly proud of. after full, hard-on languid penetrations from the attractive coupier getou, he pulls out with hot spurts of his cum landing on your stomach and dripping on your thighs. with your throat closing in on nanami, he released right there, forcing you to hold it as you choked on his dick.

you immediately gasped for air once he pulled out, slobbering with cum all over your face, mouth and stomach. the sudden withdrawal from their cocks caused your pussy to ache for more attention as it kisses the coolness. it wasn’t until gojo fisted his cock right before your face, sighing when you sucked slowly on his balls.

“you make such cute fucking sounds, you know that?” he says coyly.

the men all switched around the table, this time toji standing between your legs. he throws your right leg over his shoulder and thrashed his cock into you wildly, penetrating you deeply it made him ache. every cry of yours made him fuck you harder than ever, an urgent throbbing in your core once a pulsing orgasm with his cock washed over you.

all you were to them was nothing but a fuck toy, taking turns and passing you around while their cum splattered all over your naked body like a canvas. after getting your cunt stretched by toji, your mind and body fell numb. but no matter how tired you were, there was still more people waiting for their turn.

“fuck her like the good little slut she is.”

“god, you feel so fucking good.”

later you shifted to a different position for nanami, sitting near the edge of the poker table with your elbows in support. his gentle-to-rough pace while filling your silk walls lavished your body, the agonizing feeling infecting your brain. it was nearly impossible to form a full sentence after having your mouth full of arousal and your throat pulsing. it was also nearly impossible to configure a train of thought.

and finally, with gojo on the leather seats, he watches the way your body bounces up and down his cock while sucking your tits. your arms extend out for another handjob session, oozing with so much cum.

“yes! fuck me right there!” you cried out loudly when he holds your hips in place and fucks you so fiercely on the chair. you’ve came for the sixth time today. you fall into an ecstasy, too astonished and too worn out to process everything. it felt like pleasure beyond desire. and the more orgasms you gained voraciously, the more you drifted into happiness and content.

a beautiful cunt like yours, so battered and abused right after, once again on your knees as your face was coated with thick loads from them jerking off around you. with all of your energy drained as well as their cum, you started to feel sleepy.

“see you soon.”

“hope we meet each other again.”

“had a good time with ya.”

and you left yourself alone like that once the three strangers left, ending up sleeping on the sofa with barely any energy to clean up and change.

“hey. wake up.”

a sweet caress that felt like diving into the soft petals of a flower field awoke you from your peaceful slumber, delicately blinking at the familiar man holding your face. he was squatting beside the couch you laid in, your naked body covered in his dress shirt. it took a moment for you to realize he was completely shirtless.

“getou. . .” you mumbled weakly, swallowing thickly for the right words to say. “am i getting fired?”

you watch as your manager shook his head, his lips stretched to a tender smile that made your heart leap. a side of him that you barely see aside his serious and composed appearance as a coupier.

“of course not. i don’t intend on doing that to you,” he replies. “i’m here to look after you. i care for you a lot.”

the only thing you could respond with was just a chuckle, watching him head to the same poker table that was neatly cleaned; as if it were never used. but somewhere on the surface, there was fresh folded clothes, a bottle of water, and a damp wash cloth draped over his arm like a formal waiter.

getou comes back and sits on the vacant edge of the couch with the wash cloth in his grip. “may i?” he asks, glancing at the dress shirt covering your nude body.

you gave a little nod, throwing your hands beside your head and watching him slide off the piece of clothing away from your body. the cloth pressing on your skin made you tense from the sudden warmth and dampness, but later felt accustomed to.

getou’s movements and touches were much more gentle, a benign act of kindness and treatment. “how long have i been passed out?” you ask him.

“just an hour. but don’t worry, your shift is already over,” he replies.

“getou,” you suddenly say again. “about what happened—“

“shh. you don’t have to mention it,” the man spoke softly, cleaning your stomach. “but if it is bothering you, please let me know.”

“it doesn’t bother me at all,” you clarified for him. “but. . . i need to know something.”

the damp wash cloth getou was holding halted right where he held onto your thighs— right where he was about to clean. “what is it?”

you licked the bottom of your lips, mentally preparing yourself. “did you enjoy watching me with your friends?”

getou’s mouth shifted to the side while in thought, reminiscing the way your body reacted to his friends fucking you harshly and releasing all over your body. “really? of all questions?” he scoffed, continuing to clean your thighs. “but in case you wanna know, of course i did. you did so good tonight, baby.”

you smiled at the ceiling in content from his answer. “do they know that i work for you and you’re actually my manager?”

“nope,” getou says.

“do they know about us?”

“nah. didn’t tell anyone. just like you said not to yet.”

your body and thighs were finally cleaned off, feeling smooth and the dampness trickling your skin from the air. you also gained a little bit of energy, sitting up with your elbows in support from behind. “thank you so much, getou. for everything.”

“anything for my girl.”

#jujutsu kaisen smut #getou smut #toji smut #nanami smut #gojo smut #coupier getou is so sexy #i got lazy at the end

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