#jared leto fan fiction

[rhina988]

Indecent Proposal - Chapter 27

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Chapter 26

Jared's POV

"Did you catch up with her," I ran to Shannon when I saw him entering the house.

"Yeah. She doesn't want to see you anymore, bro. You really messed up this time," Shannon replied and my heart sank.

I was devastated. Furious. Broken. Everything that Melody was probably feeling at the same time. But that wasn't going to end like that. I had to find that bastard and give him a piece of my mind.

"I may have messed up, but this isn't over. That punk is going to get what he deserves," I was determined to get my revenge and try to fix this unfortunate situation with my Melody. I couldn't let her think I was playing with her when she means everything to me.

"What do you mean," Shannon was confused.

"I'm going back to New York and I'm taking matters into my own hands."

Melody's POV

"Hey, do you think I could stay with you for a few days," I called Jamie on my aimless walk. He was the only person who could understand and be there for me without judging me.

Jamie on the phone " Over here? Why? What happened, are you okay? "

"I don't really know. All I do know is that I need a friend right now."

"Of course. You know you're always welcome here. But just so you know, Karen is here too," Jamie said.

"I know. That makes the situation a bit more difficult but I can't be alone right now and I don't have anywhere else to go," Karen was the one I feared the most. She disapproved of this relationship since I told her about it and now I'm going to face the 'I told you so' I really don't want to hear.

"We'll be waiting for you."

"Thanks. I'll see you in a bit."

Knock, knock...

"Hello there Mrs. Leto," Jamie said with the silliest grin on his face.

"Ha ha, very funny," I replied.

"That's not a face of a newlywed woman," Jamie noticed that I wasn't feeling my best.

"You have no idea," I replied throwing myself into his arms. I missed that hug ever since he was chained to the bed due to his illness.

"Whoa. That's not good," Jamie wrapped his arms around me tightly and felt my sobs starting to intensify. "What on Earth happened? Are you hurt? Where's Jared?"

"I'll need a drink first," I said wiping the tears off my face.

"Why are you crying, sweetie? What did that jerk do now," Karen asked as she handed me a glass of gin.

"He proved to be the bastard you always warned me he would be," I answered and sipped.

"Who's the slut", Jamie asked.

"Oh God, Jamie. It's nothing like that. It's far worse, actually," I answered and stood up to walk my anger away.

I started telling them all about the things that happened to me ever since Jared and I tied the knot, and each event became more unbelievable as the words rolled down my tongue. I couldn't tell if Jamie or Karen was more baffled. I could tell that on some level Karen wanted to give Jared the benefit of the doubt, but after this, Karen would never be able to forgive him. She has always been overprotective of me. Sometimes more than she was of Jamie. Maybe because I was a girl and maybe because I was all alone without my parents. Either way, she would never allow anyone to hurt me without paying for it.

"You're not going back to him, are you," Karen asked after I was done with the story.

"I was hoping I could stay here for a few days. Jared doesn't know where Jamie lives, and the last thing I need is for him to stalk me at home".

"Of course. You'll take the guest bedroom and I'll be home now. You and Jamie have a lot to catch up on, and he doesn't need both of us to babysit him". Karen joked as she winked at Jamie.

"Ha-ha, very funny, mother. I didn't need you to babysit me anyway, but some people ar just impossible to kick out". Jamie went along with his humour.

"I promise I'll stay only for a couple of days until I can figure out how to grab all my stuff without being noticed".

"Don't worry, Melody. You know you can stay here for as long as you need to. But you do know you won't be able to run away from him for long. You are married, after all", Jamie said.

"I was never the one to run away from problems and I'm not about to start doing that now. I just need some time to think. Plus, this whole fake marriage situation suddenly went out of control and it's going to be even more difficult to get out of it. Why did I have to be so stupid to fall in love?"

"The heart wants what it wants, right", Jamie said.

"I wish we could fall in love with our brains. What good is it to follow your heart if it's only going to end up broken in the end?"

My phone kept buzzing ever since I had left Jared's house. Text after text, call after call. Jared was ever so persistent to reach me. Little did he know I was the queen of ignoring. I turned my phone off and went to bed. The entire night was filled with flashbacks of my and Jared's relationship. From the first time we met to all the differences we've had in between to the moment when he proposed this ridiculous arrangement, the proposal itself, marriage and honeymoon to this day here. I have given everything to that man. He has taken my purest feelings, my body, my soul, all of my love.

The next morning I woke up at the crack of dawn. It's safe to say I didn't catch even a wink of sleep and I just wanted the previous day to be over. Waking up in Jamie's home brought back so many memories but quickly brought me back to reality. I need to figure out what I need to do about Jared and our marriage. Do I give him a chance to explain himself? Or should I take the less forgiving way and get my revenge? Who should I listen to this time, my heart or my brain? Love vs reason - the neverending battle that has brought misery to so many lovers.

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my oddly specific marauders modern au headcanons

if james is white (and even if he’s desi but especially if he’s any degree of white) then he’s the kind of white person who knows all of the lyrics to the childish gambino song bonfire and gets a little too into it every time it comes on (not saying the slurs of course but he just likes the song like WAYY too much)

i firmly disagree with the headcanon that sirius listens to popular music from the current day i feel like his playlists are almost exclusively pre-1990 i also know he’s incredibly annoying about it too like bro was disappointed that remus and peter already knew who david bowie was because he wanted to *introduce* them to him - he likes sufjan though because everybody likes sufjan

james and remus are only children, peter is the youngest, sirius is the oldest but people who don’t know him think he’s the youngest (it drives him crazy but regulus thinks it’s funny), mary is also the oldest, lily is the youngest, dorcas is the oldest, and marlene is a middle child (i know a lot of ppl headcanon her as the youngest but hear me out it just make sense

don’t love the headcanons about the boys having crazy high body counts i feel like they’re far too dorky but i feel like marlene is absolutely ran through (respect tho) - adding onto that i feel like she’s one of those gay ppl who always knew she was gay like didn’t struggle w coming out at all

peter is a bit of a film bro and his letterboxd is IMMACULATE - if he has a flaw it’s that he quotes pulp fiction all the time and they’re all a little sick of it,,,he and mary watch movies together because everyone else finds their in-depth shot for shot analysis annoying

if lily is a lesbian, in her comphet era her taste in celebrity men was INCREDIBLY normal and that’s what got her clocked. like yes babe, i really believe that chris evans and george clooney are your number one celeb crushes! on the other hand, mary’s taste in celeb men would have her put on a watchlist (she spent about an hour arguing with sirius about jared leto)

regulus loves fiona apple that’s it that’s the tweet james is not a fan but he’ll pretend for regulus’ sake (his music taste is shockingly basic so none of the guys ever let him have the aux)

black bros are both terrible drivers,,,james taught reg and it almost killed their relationship and sirius is just accident-prone

casanova remus as a headcanon is kinda ooc (In My Opinion obviously if you like it go crazy) but i feel like remus is one of those people who’s genuinely oblivious about being attractive like,,,he’ll be completely unaware that people are flirting with him/are interested in him,,,obviously this sends sirius to Places

dorcas is BIG into arts and crafts like one thing about her she does not play about those little projects (and remus likes them too they do them together)

[kmp78]

Valeria is an ordinary girl of model appearance.Not shy and not a "good girl", but just not arrogant and not vulgar.There is a cult of men in Russia, women literally almost pray for any more or less normal man who does not drink and earns well.And here is a girl who came to America,and celebrity man was interested in her.And not just some guy, but a wonderful and wonderful Jared Leto, about whom millions dream.Even if you read fan fiction about American girls and Russians, you can see the difference.She prayed for him and was glad that he noticed her.Unfortunately, our women grew up in a patriarchal system and are still very dependent on men, unlike American women (it's interesting that Jared doesn't date with them).

"Wonderful Jared Leto"

Just the mostest of them all. 🤗

[tarynisbunhead]

I was recently asked if there was ever a time I thought “I’m too old for Newsies” or just refused to acknowledge its existence.  The answer is yes.

I joined a fan group for the movie not long after I graduated high school (2002/2003), I’ll admit I came off as awkward and obnoxious but there were middle schoolers who were downright annoying.  The whole point of the group was just to geek out and have fun, write fan fiction, hold little contests, and discuss this movie.  One of the administrators formed a hate boner for me and proceeded to bully and threaten me, encouraged others to do the same. Then came the blacklisting that led to me leaving.  I was run off a fan page for liking a character in a Disney movie, see if you can figure that one out because I still can’t.  It went from exchanging cards that had things like “never change the sweet person you are” to seeing me as some kind of toxic bitch.  I found out later, I was not the only victim of this vicious treatment, this particular administrator was out of control.

I tried to hold onto Newsies by continuing my little obsession over on MySpace but the damage was done.  The soundtrack was replaced with emo/punk music, Jack Kelly was replaced with the likes of Billie Joe Armstrong, Jared Leto, and Gerard Way.  I didn’t watch the movie for nearly a decade.  I found out years later that said administrator was a huge Bumlets fan, on that group there was a “Biggest newsboy fan of the year”, the entire group voted and she always got Bumlets fan except for one year I did.  That’s when she decided I had to leave the group.  From the attitude shift toward me I quickly figured out she said shit in late night chats and that’s why people so easily went along with the blacklisting.  I wasn’t the only one in that stupid fucking group who liked Bumlets but because I won that dumbass contest she had a massive bitchfest.  The other administrator liked Spot and I clearly remember other people getting voted as the biggest fan, it wasn’t just her every year.  So my question is, how does this affect your life?  Will you be refused a full time job because you’re not the biggest Bumlets fan of 2005?  

After I graduated college I was moving boxes and came across my Newsies DVD.  I at first had no interest in watching it again, I actually thought about putting it in the “sell” box but I sat down and watched it.  That’s when I realized it wasn’t the movie that dished out all that mental/emotional abuse years earlier.  There was such a flood of memories that came back, why I loved and embraced this movie, why I walked away from it, I was overwhelmed.  In recent years I have come in contact with a lot of people from the group because I seriously have zero interest in holding grudges.  Those individuals did what they did, I was hurt for a period of time, but it’s been 20 years since all that happened and at this point it’s just a memory.

[extrabeurre]

THE PEOPLE'S JOKER de Vera Dew: Laissez passer les clowns

Je ne me souviens pas d’être passé d’un extrême à l’autre dans mon appréciation d’un film de façon aussi fulgurante dans l’espace d’un seul visionnement. Au début, je ne connectais pas du tout avec le style visuel et le sens de l’humour du projet. Mais à la fin de cette création incroyablement originale — bien qu’elle emprunte outrageusement à de vastes pans de la culture populaire — j’avais envie de crier au génie. Il est probable que la majorité des fans du Joker vont détester la proposition, pourtant, c’est exactement le genre de film qui aurait pu être réalisé PAR le Joker : irrévérencieux, provocateur, subversif. Le simple fait que The People’s Joker commence à être diffusé plus largement est miraculeux, considérant que la coscénariste, réalisatrice et monteuse Vera Drew n’avait pas l’autorisation des titulaires des droits de propriété intellectuelle pour utiliser, que dis-je, pervertir les personnages de DC Comics. La cinéaste invoque le droit à la parodie et le « fair use », et c’est une excellente chose qu’elle semble avoir obtenu gain de cause, car son œuvre est essentielle. Dédicacé au réalisateur des mal-aimés Batman Forever et Batman & Robin, Joel Schumacher, The People’s Joker embrasse l’aspect homoérotique de ce diptyque et pousse la note infiniment plus loin, s’imposant comme le film de superhéros le plus queer de tous les temps. C’est campy et psychotronique, mais également sincère et authentique. Dans ce récit autobiographique complètement éclaté, Vera Drew incarne une femme trans rêvant de faire du stand-up, comme le Joker de Todd Phillips. Devenir membre de la distribution de l’émission UCB Live de Lorne Michaels (!) s’avère plus ardu que prévu, alors elle ouvre un club d’anti-comédie avec le Pingouin (Nathan Faustyn). Parallèlement, elle entame une relation toxique avec un homme trans, Mr. J (Kane Distler), qui ressemble drôlement au Joker joué par Jared Leto dans Suicide Squad, tatouages inclus.

Comme dans The Lego Batman Movie, il y a une foule de clins d’œil aux différentes itérations des aventures de Batman et du Joker, incluant la série télé de 1966, le roman graphique The Dark Knight Returns de Frank Miller, le film de 1989 et sa trame sonore par Prince, etc. En même temps, on a l’impression de regarder un croisement entre Hedwig and the Angry Inch et South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut filtré à travers les expérimentations formelles des créateurs marginaux sévissant sur Internet. Les actrices et acteurs évoluent toujours devant des écrans verts qui ont été remplacés par des décors virtuels et le film inclut une multitude de types d’animation lo-fi, ce qui peut rebuter au départ, jusqu’à ce qu’on s’abandonne à cet hallucinant assaut sensoriel. Mais ce qui rend The People’s Joker aussi extraordinaire, c’est comment Vera Drew puise dans l’iconographie des comic books pour raconter une histoire intensément personnelle sur la dysphorie de genre et le processus de transition, un peu comme l’excellent roman Valide de Chris Bergeron le faisait avec la science-fiction.

The People's Joker sera projeté au Cinéma du Parc le dimanche 28 avril à 21 h.

[starrsomebody]

MARS Fan Fiction

Speak it into existence and watch it manifest.

Jill raised $500k on her fundraising. She got the VIP platinum card for Jared Leto and 30 Seconds To Mars.

Jill went to the Cassville Airport and got on the waiting plane. After a 3 hour flight, she got to the Los Angeles airport where she was met by Jamie. She was brought to Jared Leto's house. Jared opened the door and gave her a hug. He showed her the room she would be in.

He gave her a tour of his house. It had beautiful art and the furnishings were neo modern. He had a climbing room with rock wall, meditation room, recording studio, large warehouse movie set, movie room, and car collection. There were Editors, Mars Shop, and Advertising rooms.

The next night there was to be a Cast Party. Jill needed a new dress and shoes for the party. So Shayla took Jill shopping and she found a perfect dress in lavender and sequins. She got matching shoes.

The rest of the day Jared and Jill went over the #spencergregmovie script. Jared gave her a laptop. She pulled the script up and made any changes that needed to be made. His staff had printed up 30 scripts for the cast and contracts.

That night was movie night and Jill finally got to see John Wick 4. There was a popcorn machine with a refrigerator with drinks and a candy box.

Jill and Jared talked about all kinds of things. They found out that they had a lot in common They had been texting each other for several months. The month was January. They felt they could make this movie in 31 days.

The next night was the Cast Party. The turnout was great. All 30 actors showed up. There was a buffet and open bar. They also had entertainment. The host was Jim Carrey. He did impressions and was very funny. Then Landau Eugene Murphy Jr. did two songs. Then Ivy Levan came on and did two songs. Then Vedder Gabriel and Too Loud band played two songs. Then Dogstar came on and did two songs. It was great to see Keanu Reeves on bass. Then Hollywood Vampires came on and it was great to see Johnny Depp on guitar.

Jill announced that the movie was to start shooting on Monday. It was a beautiful Saturday night. Then they played the soundtrack of the #spencergregmovie. The main theme song was Life Is Beautiful by 30 Seconds To Mars. She called off some names that would be in the first two days of filming. She announced that they would be making the movie in 31 days. That the Actors would get a call 2 days before they were to report to the Movie Studio. She announced that there was a table with scripts and contracts. The evening winded down and the Actors left.

"Thanks so much for doing my movie. You are making my dreams come true. " Jill said smiling.

"No problem. This is going to be a great movie." Jared said while grabbing his guitar and start playing some chords. He started singing Jill's lyrics.

"Wow, you made a great song with my lyrics." Jill said.

"We are going to Universal tomorrow." Jared said smiling.

"That sounds wonderful! Jill said smiling

There was a knock on the door and Jared answered it. It was Dogstar and Hollywood Vampires!

"Hello. We finally meet. We have been texting and now I get to meet you." Jill said hugging them.

"Jill, I'm Keanu and this is Johnny Depp. Here is Bret and Rob and Joe and Alice." Keanu smiled and gave Jill a hug.

"I loved your albums. I heard them on Spotify." Jill said taking pictures of them.

"We brought gifts! Here are our tshirts and cds that we signed." said Keanu.

Jill was thrilled and hugged them.

"We are going to Universal tomorrow if you want to go" Jared said.

"What do you think guys? Do you want to go to Universal tomorrow?" Keanu asked.

The guys made a huddle and talked about it

"Sure, we will go too. Thanks for asking us." Johnny said.

[astranva]

But like, no one is fucking perfect, that’s the thing. Nova will never win with you guys. I bet y’all can’t name 5 celebrities that hasn’t done anything wrong in their entire career. And it the end of the day, it is still fan fiction we are talking about, these things will never happen. So instead of finding problems and making it worse for everyone, let’s just enjoy and have a good time without bringing problems up. also it’s not like nova is using Kanye west, Jared Leto, or woody Allen. It’s Henry cavill, a man people have been thirsting on for years and still are to this day. He is hot and we dig that.

just to clarify, the last one was very respectful and i feel perfectly okay so i hope no one attacks them :)

thank you for giving me the benefit of the doubt when it comes to these things. it’s so important to me that you guys always label me as just another fanfic writer on tumblr. as much as it flatters me that some of you feel things from my fics, my work isn’t as significant as you think it is and it doesn’t have an impact like that. that’s not me bringing myself down, just stating the obvious.

thank you ily :) 💖

[heavenlydreamerblog]

It's been such a long time .... Is anyone still there?

[caroline18mars]

I truly love your stories. Whenever I have a free moment I check to see if there's a new chapter. Sometimes just the surprise of seeing a new chapter goes a long way to erase a really tough day. It isn't said enough. You are appreciated and you bring a lot of joy and an escape from the madness of reality to many of us. Thank you.

WoW, you’re making me cry, Sweet Anon! I’m blessed to have readers like you who speak their mind and heart

[i-writeandread-blog]

A Portrait of a Tortured You and I - Chapter 5

His tongue was tangled with mine, dancing around my mouth. He tasted sweet and the way he smelled was utterly divine. I didn't want to break away for anything let alone air, but it had to happen. I was both exhilarated and drunk on his entire being. The dichotomy not lost on me. My head was spinning. In that moment I would have given anything to have him rip off my clothes and take me right there. I didn't realize how much I missed the touch of a man, but I was made fully aware by one kiss.

He completely pulled away from me and I felt a surge of panic moving it's way up through my chest. He regretted it. The kiss changed his mind. Fuck! This is what I knew would happen. He turned around and saw me.

"No, no, no kitty cat. It was perfect. I just needed some distance because I could have fucked you right on this rock in front of everyone." Jared squashed the doubt in my head running rampant.

"That would have been nice." I said coyly.

"You're gonna be trouble, aren't you? I'm an old man you know!" He joked.  "Maybe you're not as shy as you seem, hmm?" He walked back over to me and ran his fingers through my hair. "I look forward to finding out your true self.  But that will have to wait.  For now, I'm going to walk you back to your cabin and make an appearance around the island."

He descended the rocks and helped me down the last section onto the beach.  Taking my hand in his and lacing his fingers through mine, he said a simple thank you, then took my hand to his mouth for a chaste kiss.

We walked about a hundred feet and then he let go of my hand.  I knew what this meant.  We would be getting closer to the activity of the others, crew and Echelon.  I understood.  We were meant to be just fan and celebrity for the duration of camp.  I had to from this minute going forward, slide right back into who I was three hours ago.  It shouldn't be too hard, but I was a typical girl that wanted to immediately jump head first into all things Jared.  I had to resist that urge regardless of where we were.  It had been the demise of all my relationships, I'm sure.  I got too needy, too quickly. 

As we walked further and further towards the tents, cabins, and facilities, he started walking faster and faster to where I was lagging behind.  By the time we saw the first few people meandering around I was at least ten yards from him.  People immediately started bombarding him.  I guess most of these people were either new to Mars or never had been to any camps/ vip's.  You didn't see that happen much in Malibu.  People would stop and wave, say a quick hello, maybe he'd talk to a few people here and there, but there wasn't any bombarding.

He didn't seem to mind and once it happened it alerted a few of the counselors.  About five minutes later Kennon was by his side to escort him around unscathed.  It was the first time I had seen her, surprisingly.  I took the chance to explore this part of camp and took in all the sights, sounds, and smells.

Everyone and everything was so colorful and the atmosphere was light and cheery.  I was now more than ever so overjoyed to be here.  I finally spotted people I knew.  Not only knew, but these were MY people. My friends. Dana, Jen, Trish, Joey, Rachel and Mike were all over by the pool. I waved at them and then made a mad dash to be by their sides.

I had met each of them through the years at various events, and together we had all become the most eclectic group. We mostly only had Mars in common, with the exception of Rachel also being a writer. She was more successful than I, as she just completed her first novel and had sent it out into the publishing world. I was only slightly envious of her tenacity, but she cheered me on and gave me words of encouragement to keep powering through my block. It was her I needed to see and thank the most.

"Oh. My. God. You guys." I drew out the z sound on guys... I grabbed Rachel and hugged her. "I'm writing. Well sort of. I wrote two chapters earlier. They're not any good, but I'm writing. Thanks for encouraging me!"

"Catherine, I knew you could do it!  I'm sure they're really fantastic!" She exclaimed.

"Chatty catty, if you don't get over here and fondle me right now, I just know something isn't right." Joey said laughing. He was the funniest one of us all. I wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed his butt as he did the same to me.

"Get a room!" Dana said.

The next few minutes we caught up. I told them about my upgrade and they all agreed that I deserved it. Not a one of them felt slighted or upset. These really were my friends and cheerleaders.

Everyone was in their swimsuits but me and as we were all talking, I walked dangerously close to the edge when Mike got close and pretended to push me. I almost fell in from trying to avoid him. Everyone laughed until Natalie actually walked by me and sent me flying in anyway. People were shocked and I heard a few muttering around saying that it was wrong of her. The next thing I knew there was a splash next to me. I didn't see who it was, but I wasn't in the dark long. People were cheering and jumping in left and right. It was Jared, fully clothed. He came up for air, saying to me and only me: "You fall, I fall. Fuck her."

It was honestly the sweetest gesture and he had no idea how much it meant. He actually stayed in the pool and played with everyone. He periodically dunked and splashed people, even partaking in a game of water volleyball, if one could call it that.  About thirty minutes later, he got out.  Everyone was staring including me.  His clothes were clinging to all the right parts of his body.  He lifted his shirt up and over his head and the sounds of ovaries exploding left and right made him turn to us all and wag his finger at us.

"Ladies ladies... there's nothing to see here."

Joey chimed in and said, "That's right ladies, he's all mine."  Jared busted a gut at that and went full on Rayon.  "That's right, honey.  I'm all yours." He slapped his butt.

The hilarity was too much.  After the snickering died down, Jared told everyone how much fun he had, but that he needed his rest because he was of course an old man.  Why he insisted on saying that all the time, I'll never know.  He was younger at heart than any of us and God knows he looked it too. 

I finally emerged from the pool and Trish, who had not gotten in brought me a towel.  A few counselors were walking around telling us that there was a campfire with s'mores and a sing along in ten minutes.  I wasn't too keen on either the s'mores or singing, but I wanted to warm up by the fire.  I invited everyone to come check out my bungalow while I went back to change.  Everyone was eager to see what they looked like.

"So this is how the rich live?" Mike said.

"Oooh does the mini fridge have alcohol?" Joey opened the door.  "Whaa! It doesn't."

"Joey, you know camp is dry..." Dana added.

I went into the bathroom while they all looked around.  When I emerged, they all hushed.  "What?" I asked wanting to know what they were talking about.  And in unison they asked, "who did this for you?"

"I can't say."

"But you know, don't you?" Said Rachel.

"Yes."  That was all I could tell them.  Shannon didn't want even me to know, let alone my quirky pals.

"Okay... it's just kind of crazy, if you ask me.  When I asked how much the packages were, I was told 13,500 dollars.  But keep the secret."  Dana seemed annoyed.

"Maybe she isn't allowed to say?  Maybe it was Jared and she had to sign an NDA."  Joey joked.  "Is that it, honey?  Are you and Jared having a clandestine affair?"  My cheeks became flushed.  He was only half right.  Geez, this was going to be hard to keep from them.

I shook my head, but was afraid my body would give me away.  They left well enough alone and we left to go find the campfire.  Upon arrival I noticed Natalie off to the side flagrantly gawking at me.  It was unnerving.

"What's her deal, y'all?  Like does anyone have any idea why she is acting this way?  Last year, she was fine."  I knew none of them knew because we had discussed this right after the Vyrt incident, but Jen who had been conspicuously quiet most of the evening shifted her feet.  I was almost certain she knew something and I was positive this is why she was being so muted.

"Okay, Jen.  Spill the beans.  What's going on?"  I was going to get her to talk if it killed me.

"Ugh, alright Catherine.  But I'm warning you, you may not like what I say."  I acquiesced and let her know to continue.  "Remember the last night of camp?"  I vaguely did... "you know, when we had church of mars?  You went onstage during Rescue Me, along with Natalie and several other people."  I did remember that, and I was fairly certain I was about to have a lightbulb moment.  "Jared danced over to you and winked at you.  It was subtle.  No one from the crowd noticed, but Natalie did.  Then he twirled you around.  Not once did he really pay Nat any attention, but he was all over you."  I let her words sink in.  But I was obviously in denial about what happened that night because I don't remember him being paying particularly any more attention to me than anyone else.

"Oh Cat, come on!  He was all about you.  You have to remember that?"  She added.  "Okay, Jen, lets say that is how it happened.  What difference does it make?  I've seen him do the same with her before." I said.

"Yes, but she took it to mean that you were being flirty with him."

"Uhhh all women are flirty with him!"

"Yeah, but she actually think she has a shot with him.  You can't be this naive.  You've seen her Facebook posts where she says she's in love with him and she calls him her man.  She's actually delusional.  She thinks you're trying to steal her man."  Jen looked over at Natalie and shook her head mouthing "nutjob."

"I suppose this makes sense.  But to go the lengths she has seems too crazy, even for the most rabid of Echies."

"It doesn't stop there.  At the last show of the tour, in Phoenix... you went with your sisters.  You had VIP, your sisters decided last minute to come to the show and they didn't have it.  So you were conflicted about it."

"Yeah, but I went in and left them behind at their behest."

“Yeah, well when you and Trish were talking about how you felt bad about them not being able to come inside and none of you had the extra money to pay for them to do it.  Well, she overheard Jared... who must have heard you two talking, he... well he said to someone to make sure at the end during Closer to the Edge, that anyone that was with you, got up on stage.  She saw him point directly at you.  You and Trish were too busy talking to notice, but she saw it." 

This was all so surreal.  I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  I remembered them being pulled onto stage and how excited they were.  We were all at the back of the pit because my sister was slightly claustrophobic.  I was surprised that someone had come to us and told us to go up. The memory of how it happened was a blur now.  But it was slowly coming back.

"So, I was online a few weeks after she attacked you on Vyrt and saw she had posted about this all, and how she was going to make sure you couldn't get close to Jared again.  I'm pretty sure she's even more pissed off now, that you're doing the VIP.  I'd really watch your back around her, Catherine.  I don't think she's finished trying to ruin you."

I looked at Natalie and noticed the devilish grin on her face.  I think Jen is right.  Natalie had something up her sleeve and I was certain things were going to go south fast.

@msroxyblog @callmeasyoulove

[elisabethjoye]

One Shot

Ok. So. I wrote this just now on my phone. So excuse the fact it’s not perfect.

“I know. I’ll take have them take care of it. But you have to hold up you’re end of deal too, you know, bro? Nothing is free.”

He was on the phone. Because of course he was.

My eyes blinked open. I felt the sunlight hit my skin. My face was buried in a pile of cozy white pillows but the bedsheets were on the floor.

I glanced around me and noticed he’d draped his cashmere striped scarf over my waist up to my neck. My bare ass and legs were still prominently displayed.

I looked over my shoulder at him at the desk. He had his feet up on the table and he was deep in conversation.

Once he saw I was awake he winked and gave me a thumbs up sign. I rolled my eyes.

“Thanks for the blanket, Jared,” I said, my voice muffled in the pillows.

He pulled the phone away and covered it up. “Well I didn’t want to ruin my view.”

I threw the scarf off and sighed loudly, stretching my arms out across the tiny bed European-hotel sized bed. It squeaked.

“I missed you,” I told him, looking him right in the eyes.

“I know,” he said, smirking and then turning away quickly. He was back to his phone call.

I wanted his attention. His undivided attention. But it didn’t matter to him that he had a naked girl in his bed. He knew I wasn’t going anywhere. That had always been our arrangement.

He had texted me last night after months of silence and said he noticed from my instagram that I was in London. Next thing I knew I was in his hotel room. We barely said hi before he had my clothes off.

I didn’t mean to fall asleep but everything always felt so perfect with him. Every time he called it was like he swept me into another world where I didn’t have to do anything but just be there, in the moment, no rules or responsibilities, just his face, his eyes, his sweat against my skin. I could just disappear when he was around, slip under his covers and hide from the whole world with him.

If only he’d get off the damn phone.

“Jared,” I whispered to him, his back to me, his hair clipped in a mess on top of his head. “I’m starving. I’m gonna walk downstairs.” I stood up and pulled the white sheets from the floor to cover my body.

He put his feet on the floor, swung around his chair and shook his finger at me, his face blank. In the tiny space he pulled me to him so I was standing above him. Then he yanked at the sheet and I was on my knees.

I had his attention now. But he was still on the phone.

“Yeah, I know, I read that already,” he said, putting the phone on speaker and setting it down on the glass table next to us.

The guy on the other end sounded like he was in a tunnel and it was impossible for me to hear him properly with Jared’s knees on either side of my head. I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me and moved closer to him, burying my face in his T-shirt and laughing against him.

He was already fully hard and ready to go.

He kept talking as he pulled off his shirt and pulled down his grey sweatpants just enough that his dick could escape. He did this so casually like it was nothing to him. Like he got blowjobs on the phone every day. He kind of laid his head back and closed his eyes and lowered himself in the chair as I did what I came here for.

All the thoughts of him flashed through my mind as my mouth moved over him, taking him in as fully as I could without gagging, moving slow because I already knew that’s what he liked. I thought about how after today I probably wouldn’t see him again for months. And who else was he with when he wasn’t calling me? And why when I was with him did it feel so safe and comfortable when he was the opposite of safe and comforting. I should have wanted to run from him and his beautiful, stupidly perfect face. But in the moment with him, this all seemed exactly where I was supposed to be. Even if to an outsider I looked like a groupie whore.

If only I could figure out how to keep him - for more than just a night or two at a time.

His breathing got faster and I could tell he was having a hard time keeping it together on the phone.

“Okay, man, I gotta go,” he said suddenly, his voice rising higher. “I’ll have my assistant work on this later.”

The call disconnected and he pulled on my shoulders. I released him from in between my lips and climbed onto his last, the sheet still draped around me, cascading down my shoulders and back, enveloping both of us like a cocoon.

“Hi,” he whispered in my ear.

“Hi.”

“You are a very bad girl now aren’t you,” he said. “You know what I do with the bad girls don’t you?” He was smiling.

“I think so...”

But before I could answer he lifted me off the chair and threw me down on the bed, the sheets falling all around us, his newly massively strong arms around me. I felt weightless the way he could man handle me.

He kissed me then, so intense I wanted to just inhale him. Then he slipped inside me with no resistance. He’d already worked me over so much the night before, his size fit right in this time with no need to pause and wait. I pulled him as close to me as I could and let out a sigh. It felt like I’d been made for him to just do what he wanted with me.

It wasn’t rational, but it was true. No one else had ever made me feel like exploding the minute their body touched mine.

I relaxed completely underneath him as the waves came over me as he moved his entire length in and out slowly, making sure I felt every inch every time. It was only a few moments before I was already there, ready to shatter into a million pieces.

“Jared!” I half yelled half squeaked out, trying to warn him, but it was too late and my orgasm took over, shaking and moaning and filling the whole room.

I held on to him for dear life and In that moment I forgot I’d ever have to let go. As I caught my breath, I wanted to apologize to him because, once again, I came so quickly I felt like I didn’t give him enough of a challenge. We had joked about it before.

But he didn’t give me a chance to speak before looking me in the eye very seriously.

“Now you can go get something to eat,” he said. He kissed my head and patted it like a pet. “But bring back whatever you food want for the rest of the day, okay? And not scones or some shit because I can’t handle them any more.”

[spillinginkwithlove]

💁🏻 Hello Lovelies!!

I wanted to give you a bit of a ‘Save Me’ update...

As you know, I’ve been working on moving all of my writing to Wattpad which at this point, all but Save Me is completely revised and published. Currently, I’ve posted the first 6 chapters of Save Me and am hard at work on the rest.

As I’ve said, I’ve gone back and am rewriting much of it, adding more about Vivie, especially who she was prior to meeting Jared. It’s something that I wished I had done in the beginning but I think I was just an anxious new writer and excited to get the story out there. I feel it’s totally worth it though. I think all that I’m adding is making the story much more well rounded.

Now comes the hard part...

🙏🏻*Please Don’t Hate Me*🙏🏻

In an effort to finish the revisions on all the previous chapters, I’m putting Save Me on hiatus until February 20, 2019.

From now until then, I’ll be publishing the revised chapters from Part 1 - Chapter 1 all the way to the currently posted, Part 2 - Chapter 83 on Wattpad as one complete work. That said, the next chapter continuing the story from where it’s left off right now will be published on February 20.

I absolutely HATE doing this but unfortunately I’m finding it extremely difficult trying to write flipping back and forth between their early days for the rewrites to where Jared and Vivie are now to keep the story going. If I wasn’t adding so much story especially to the early chapters, it wouldn’t be this way but I am and I hope when you read it you feel it’s worth it too.

I’m asking for a lot of patience with all this, as a reader it sucks having to wait to see how the story ends and I completely understand that. It’s just that Save Me is my baby and I’m so ridiculously attached to this story. There is so much left of it to tell and I want it to be the best it can be....

I know this isn’t the update many of you guys were hoping for and the thought of disappointing you kills me. I love both my incredible readers and this story too much to post crap though.

Thank you so much for all the love and support you’ve shown me for all these years. It’s more than I could have imagined ♥️

Love Always,

SpillingInkwithLove

💗xo

[thegreatlarryfisherman]

// Leto // The Beard.

@iraniq @but-it-turns-out-fine @jletolove4eva @nikkitasevoli @itsmeauntie, @babiiface95

Summary: I have a beard kink, so I don’t know how I haven’t done this yet. You and J have an agreement... You can shave his beard.. if you don’t cum while you’re doing it. It’s quick and I’ll come back and finish it later. Truth be told, just the thought of it caught my attention. 

// 

Jared stared at me from across the table, his blue eyes glinting in the light as he watched me. I slowly laid out the guards, one by one before pulling out his weapon of demise. I smiled at him as I took the long black cord and let it roll over in my hands. 

“You ready?” I bit my lip as I took two steps over to him, eyeing the scruffy obstacle between his gorgeous jawline and my wandering gaze. His sigh came out like a growl, but he nodded inaudibly. 

I slowly but surely straddled him, feeling his hardness rise to the occasion to greet me. He hummed his approval as he wrapped his strong hands around the small of my back and pulled me into a thrust that hit from my clit to my slick entrance. 

“You remember the rules?” he teased and I hummed my approval as he allowed his shaft to move against my folds. He slowly took one of my hands in his and pushed the plug into the outlet.  Then in one languid movement, he pulled the tip of his head out from between my legs and pushed it against my already sensitive and throbbing clit. I let out a moan so loud it drowned out the clippers whirring momentarily. 

“Can you handle it?” He lifted an eyebrow and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to keep my composure. 

Slowly but surely, I brought the guard in contact with the blades and began my journey, starting at the bottom of his unruly beard. He growled deep in his chest as he watched me observe each individual hair as it fell off his long, long beard. Silently, I worked, focused on making all of the hairs line up so the shorter it got, the more clean the shave was. 

“You’re doing so good.” He hummed as he kneaded my ass with his other hand. I held my breathe as I felt his slick knuckle graze my sensitive second hole. “It’d be a shame if someone.. fucked you...” My eyes raced up to his and he smiled. “up. Fucked you up. Or fucked you.” He chuckled as the head of his cock once more grazed my clit. “Whichever really.” He stopped laughing, but his smile on widened in length.

“I want it gone. I’m getting rid of it J.”

“I’m not stopping you.” He said as I started on the right side. It was difficult, his tufts of hair making the clippers hiss with resistance. 

“You’re ridiculous for letting it grow this much.”

“You’re ridiculously gorgeous on my cock.” He lifted my hips slowly and allowed his cock to rest between my lower lips. I focused on sizing down the mustache, lining up into a perfect little pencil, each graze revealing his gorgeous lips. 

“Mmm.” He thrust his hips up and I moaned as he bucked up a few times. 

“You’re gonna make me cut your nose off.”

“I mean...” He gripped my wrist in his hand, pushed his nose against my neck and ran his half shaven jaw against my collarbone. I moaned as the clippers tumbled out of my hand and rushed to grip a hold of his hair, grinding against him as his cock throbbed inside of me. 

“Mmmm. you feel so good wrapped around me.” He hummed against my throat. “I forgot how soft your skin is on my cheek.” The hairs tickled me and I moaned out a giggle. “But you’re not done yet...” He pulled away from me and looked into my eyes. “The only thing worse than a shaved face.. is a half shaved one.”

I chuckled as I reached down, the impact of my movement pushing him even deeper inside of me. I whined and mewled as he held me still and watched as I clenched the clippers tightly, determined to get rid of that damn beard. 

“Someone’s distracted.”

“This is not what I meant when I asked you to let me share this beard.”

“Baby doll.” He growled out. “You knew it wasn’t gonna be easy..” 

“Yeah but you’re making it next to impossible.”

“Want me to stop?” He grinned a mischievous smile and I squinted at him. 

“This was your plan all along... To distract me so I wouldn’t do it.”

“And now I have to let you do it.. because. This.” He grabbed my hand and ran it against his face. “Isn’t sexy.” 

“You could play Two Face in the next Batman movie.” His cock thrusted upward at the feeling of the wetness around it and I chuckled. “See. Someone agrees with me.” He gripped my hips and held them tightly before saying..

“Finish the beard so I can finish with you, Princess.”

[i-am-the-sage]

The Joker Manor

(AN: Here you guys go! Down below is a link to an up to date master list also a link to my Ko-fi account. If you want to help my big move to LA feel free to donate, but PLEASE do not feel like you have to. I apologize for how long it took to post this update. I put page breaks where there is a time jump. Enjoy my lovelies💕)

Trigger warning - violence 

Masterlist

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A loud crash woke Iris from her deep slumber, her body still ached from the night before. The sound of something crashing in the main part of the building woke her from her deep slumber. Climbing out of the bed she tip toed over to the door, pressing her ear against it she listened straining her ears. 

Reaching down she tried the knob. It was unlocked. As soon as she opened the door another crash came from the other side, accompanied by a scream cut short. She rushed out of the room; looking left to right the hall was clear. Iris walked over to the railing and peered over the edge. Lying in the middle of the marble floor was a man, blood pooling around his body, dying his white suit crimson. His eyes were wide open in shock, staring at ceiling; mouth opening and closing as he gasped for breath.

Above her the sound of a door crashing open startled her. She looked up and saw a pistol appear over the edge pointing straight at the man. To avoid being seen or shot, Iris jumped back against the wall.

A single shot rang out.

Iris waited for another shot but it never came. She crept back to the railing and looked up; the pistol was gone. Looking down she saw that the pool of the man’s blood had grown, he wasn't moving. 

‘Holy shit!’

Terrified she turned to run and hide in her room when she saw Frost making his way toward her. Unsure of what to do, she stood still and waited for him to say something. He stopped in front of her folding his hands in front of him.

“Boss says you're free to walk around. Just don’t try to run, we’ll catch you.” Iris nodded once in understanding. He was down the hall before she looked up again.Iris heard the doors above her slam again and there was only the sound of busy work downstairs.

Curious, Iris peered over the railing again and saw some of The Joker’s goons already cleaning up the mess. They dragged him out of the front door a trail of blood in the body’s wake. Others began to mop up what was left of the man’s blood on the floor.

Apart from the shock of a man dying in front of her, her stomach grumbled deeply. Iris realized that she hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. During the masquerade her main focus was on the champagne, then she was kidnapped by The Joker. In addition she had no clue what time it was

‘How long was I out?’ 

She caught a whiff of something delicious in the air. She glanced around sniffing the air, she followed the scent down the hall like a bloodhound. Iris hugged the wall closely, trying not to be seen by any of the men running around downstairs. She pranced down the stairs and around the corner, hot on the trail. Soon she found herself standing in the doorway to an extravagant and top of the line kitchen. Looking around every appliance was expensive and shined to perfection.

In the middle of the kitchen was a young man flipping pancakes in a skillet and working on scrambled eggs on a different burner. He moved quickly, placing the finished pancakes on a plate next to the stove top. He moved the plate to the island behind him and turned his attention back to the eggs.

‘I half expected The Joker to be in here.’

Finished with the eggs, he picked up the pan and slid them onto the plate with the perfectly brown pancakes. He glanced up from the plate and saw Iris standing there watching him. 

“This is for you.” He said simply, picking up the plate and silverware. Setting it down at the breakfast nook, he turned expectantly towards her, raising his eyebrows. Iris scurried over and sat down in front of the plate of hot food. He walked away, seconds later he set a glass of juice and maple syrup in front of her.

“Eat. It’ll be my ass on the line if you don’t.” He walked away, leaving her alone in the kitchen. She picked up the fork and knife and cut into her fluffy pancakes. Once it was all chopped up, she poured a heavy helping of syrup over them and tore into the eggs as the pancakes soaked up all of the sweetness. While she was eating, her eyes traveled around the kitchen finally falling on the stove’s clock.

2:30pm

“I slept all day?” Iris looked down at what was left of her food. 

‘Did he drug me again.’ 

She took one last bite of her breakfast - lunch and left the kitchen. She wandered around the building aimlessly. Stopping in the middle of the foyer, she looked down; where the man landed it seemed as if it never happened. Continuing on, she walked through an archway leading into what seemed to be a living area. A plasma screen TV hung on the wall above a very stylish sitting area.

To the left, a door cracked open caught her attention. Bright lights spilled out into the living area. Cautiously she walked toward it, looking around to make sure none of the goons were lurking behind any corners. She pushed the door open a little more and poked her head inside.

It was a training room. The walls were made of stacked cobblestone, one wall covered entirely in reflective mirrors. There were large displays covered in an assortments of weapons. Exercise equipment stood in the respective places. She walked over and picked up a large hunting knife.

‘This must be where his goons train…’

Iris ran her finger along the serrated edge of the blade.

“The hell are you doing in here?” She dropped the knife and it hit the floor with a pound clank. Turning, she didn't find The Joker standing there but some man she’d never seen before. 

“Oh, I-I’m sorry I didn't mean to…” Frantically she picked up the blade and put it back on its stand. When she turned back around, he was much closer than before. The tall man looked Iris up and down.

“Swing it at me.” He said nodding at the blade. Iris looked between him and the display of weapons beside her. 

“I-I can’t” She took a step back.

“You’re going to have to learn sooner or later. Now, pick it up and swing at me.” He said forcefully.

“No, I can’t do that.” Iris’ voice began to shake. She tried to walk around the man and leave the room but he grabbed her shoulders and threw her down. She hit the floor, bumping against the stand of knives. Many of the blades clattered on the floor, barely missing her.

“What the fuck—“ She was cut short when his foot connected full force with her stomach.  Iris doubled over in pain, and tried her best to get away from her assaulter. Iris pushed away from the ground with all her strength, stumbling, she slipped on the knives falling into the display. The man stepped over the display and bared down on her.

With on arm wrapped protectively around her stomach, Iris struggled to get away. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her shirt, instinctively Iris dug her nails into his arm trying to force him away. Instead he pulled his arm away and punched her square in the jaw. He let her fall to the ground, blood dripping from her mouth. 

The man knelt down above her. Iris tried to fight him off, clawing at him in any way possible. He grabbed her arms, placing one underneath his knee and holding the other one in place with his foot. No matter how hard she fought, there was no escaping. His hand caressed her cheek.

“Such a pretty face.” He began to rain down blows. Iris cried out with each hit. She bucked her knee forward, landing a clean blow at his crotch. He doubled over and rolled off of her. Taking advantage, she crawled away. 

Straight ahead was the open door and her salvation. She felt a strong grip on her ankles as she was pulled far away from the door. He picked her up by the shirt and tossed her into the closest wall. Iris hit the wall and was immediately kicked in her stomach a few times. He took her chin and forced her to look at him, with a sly smile he punched her once more. The punch forced her head onto the ground making everything seem fuzzy.

Iris laid on the floor gasping for breath, hot tears mixing with her blood oozing from the her mouth, nose and cuts covering her face. She sobbed uncontrollably. Her eye began to swell, obscuring her vision but she could see the man leaving the training room.

The door shut and the lights shut off.

Faintly she could hear footsteps in the room again. She squinted when the lights turned back on although she couldn't tell who it was. Iris cowered away, trying her best to sink into the floor and avoid further pain. She pleaded as she felt different sets of hands on her; instead of hurting her, they picked her up and carried her out of the room. Before her world went dark, she could see The Joker standing near by watching, a huddled figure at his feet.

When Iris woke, she was lying in a bed hooked up to an IV bag and a  couple of monitors. The Joker was standing at the foot of the bed staring at her. Seeing that she was finally awake he sauntered over to her side and sat in a chair. He seemed calm and unbothered as he stared at her.

Iris’ eyes burned with the threat of tears as she tried to comprehend what she had done to provoke the man. It pained her to move, let alone blink. She stared back at him with bloodshot eyes until the door opened and a man in a doctor’s coat walked in, a visible film of sweat coated his forehead. He looked over Iris once, barely touching her and then checked the machine and IVs that she was hooked up to. 

“The time that she was asleep sped along the healing process greatly, but she is still very weak. Are you sure you want to do this?” He gulped looking across the bed at The Joker. Iris glanced over at him; his eyes boring into the doctor but he remained silent.

Iris looked back to the doctor and saw him take out a small briefcase and placed it on the bed next to her. Inside was a small vile of clear liquid and sterile needle. Snapping his gloves on, he proceeded to fill the needle with the suspicious liquid, looking very nervous.

“What is that?” Iris said, become more uneasy as the doctor looked more and more unsettled. Without looking at her he stuck the needle into the IV bag and injected its entire contents into it, his hands shaking violently. Still avoiding eye contact he packed up the used needle and closed the briefcase, preparing to leave.

“Hey! What did you just d—“ She was cut off by an agonizing ripple of pain that shot through her arm. The machines she was hooked up to began to beep like crazy. Iris screamed as it scorched through her entire body with every beat of her heart. Instinctively she went to pull the IV out of her arm but found it impossible; The Joker held her arm down, preventing her from doing anything. Her back arched off of the bed as another wave hit her, mouth agape in a silent howl of anguish. The pain swelled to an unimaginable size causing her body to shut down.

Iris went limp, lying broken in the middle of the bed. Her body tangled in the blankets. Her breath came in quick shallow bursts, eyes roaming wild behind their closed lids. With each wave of pain she cringed, folding in on herself unconsciously. Joker sighed, rolling his eyes and let her go of her arm. Leaving her.

When Iris woke up, she was still in the bed. She tried to sit up but her body ached and refused to move. She looked down and saw that her left forearm was bandaged, her blood beginning to seep through the cloth. The monitors that she was hooked up to were back to normal and her IV was completely empty. Her mouth was as dry as the desert and her lips were incredibly chapped.

‘Water…’

She was alone in the room. There was a bathroom connected to the bedroom. Iris forced herself to roll out of the bed; the sheets were wet with her sweat causing them to stick to her. She fell out of the bed, the impact felt like every bone in her body shattered. The IV fell away from her and yanked the needle out of her arm. Still determined, she crawled around the bed and made her way for the bathroom. 

The tile in the bathroom was cool and welcoming to her overheated body. She tried to pull herself up to the counter to turn on the faucet but she was too weak, instead she crawled over to the bathtub and leaned over the edge of it. Turning the knob, a waterfall poured out of the faucet. She cupped her hands under the cold water and brought it to her mouth. The water rushed into her mouth, past her chapped lips, providing instant relief. Iris filled her hands again and slapped it to her mouth a couple more times gulping down the water. When she had her fill she collapsed on the floor, the front of her shirt utterly soaked. The energy it took for her to get to the bathroom exhausted her. She lay on the bathroom floor trying to catch her breath. Just then she heard the sound of shoes clicking across the floor. Soon she was face to face with the green haired menace, who seemed unbelievably annoyed.

“I-I was thirsty…” She stammered, still short of breath. She was afraid of what he might do, he seemed angry that she was in the bathroom but he was impossible to read. Iris didn't have the strength to fight with him or muster up an explanation. Sighing, she just accepted her fate. 

Without a word, Joker picked her up and carried her back into the bedroom, placing her on the bed. Immediately Iris rolled off of it and landed on the ground. She looked up over the edge of the bed and stared at him, if he didn't look annoyed before he looked absolutely livid now. 

“Its still wet.” 

“I don’t care.” 

“I’m not sleeping in a wet bed!” She stood tall, finding her strength, steeling herself underneath his intimidating gaze. Iris began to strip the bed and the pillows of their dressings. The Joker stood there staring at her. 

Iris looked up from her work and threw one of the pillows in his face. The small amount of force it took to chuck the pillow was all the strength she had left. Feeling light headed and weak she used the bed to ease herself down onto the floor. 

The Joker walked over and picked her up by her arms, hugging them tight to her body. He set her down on her feet and let go, instantly Iris dropped again, catching herself on The Joker. She held onto him, the warmth of his body and his strength was inviting, his scent intoxicating. 

‘What the hell am I doing?’ 

Iris pushed him away, instead of him moving, she fell backwards. Joker grabbed her wrists and pulled her close. 

“L-let me go!” She said, part of her didn't want him to let her go. As she was about to give in to her own temptations she fell to the floor. 

“You said let go.” Joker said laughing, a sadistic smile spread across his face. Iris was angry and then realized where she was. Her eyes traveled from his smile straight down to his crotch. 

‘Perfect’

Iris looked at The Joker through her eyelashes, he had the same look as the night in his office. Biting her lip she sat up on her knees, keeping eye contact with him. Flashing her most innocent sexy smirk she slid her hand up the length of his leg, ready to force him into submission.

‘Mom always said the best way to control a man is through his pants.’

“Boss its time!” Frost barged through the doors. Her hands inches away.

‘You can’t be serious.’ 

Iris rolled her eyes and sat back down. Moments later The Joker and Frost were gone and the cook walked in with a tray. 

“What is that?” She said, picking herself up off the floor, realizing just how exhausted she was. 

“Its soup. Doc says only liquids. You’ve been out for a few days.” Placing the tray down on the edge of the bed he began to leave the room.

“Whoa, wait a minute. Its only been a couple of hours.” Iris stood up with a start, becoming light headed and fell against the wall. The cook didn't pay her any mind.

“I said wait! What happened!?” She pushed herself away from the wall and towards him. She caught him before he could open the door, blocking his exit. Roughly, he pushed her out of the way and onto the floor. 

“What happened!? I said tell me!” Iris moved her leg in front of the door desperate for answers. Surely it had only been a couple of hours. Quickly she got up and lunged at the man, trying to keep him away from the door. Before she could grab him, he took hold of her left arm. Iris screamed in pain and he threw her away into the wall. The wrappings on her arm came undone and revealed her forearm, which looked like it had been ripped up by an animal.

“What is this? I want answers!” But the man left and slammed the door behind him. Iris jumped up, stumbling and followed him out the door. There was no one to be seen in the hallway. 

‘What the fuck…’ Iris limped back into the room and closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door, eyeing the tray of food that was left on the bed. She was lost in watching the steam waft up from the bowl when there was a sharp knock at the door. Iris jumped at the noise.

“Who is it?” She said quietly, turning and pushing against the door. 

“Its the doctor.” 

‘The doctor?’

Blurry images of a man in a coat flashed across her mind. The memory of the syringe and the pain coursed through her. She rushed over to the dresser and pushed it in front the door, with all of her might, barricading herself in the room.

“Miss, please. I have to treat you.” He called though the door. With no answer he tried the door knob. 

“Please, let me in. I have to…or he’ll kill me.” Iris covered her ears trying block out the man’s pleading voice. 

‘No no no no’

Once again she could feel the pain rip through her body in waves as her heart began to beat franticly. He called through the door again, jiggling the door knob once again.

“Go away!” She screamed flinging the tray against the dresser. The bowl shattered and soup painted the walls. 

“Ma’am!” 

“No!” Iris bellowed, banging against the dresser. That was the last of her strength, her vision began to blur. She tried to stay upright, holding onto the bed for support. Stumbling a few paces before she couldn't any more and collapse on the side of the bed. Her eyes flutter one final time.

@suckerforsmilex @auntiemama1 @bigdaddysbabykitty @rubyred95 

[earthtomaggie]

YIMB MASTERPOST!!!

Pt. 1 - Rough Dessert

Pt. 2 - Nightmares

Pt. 3 - I Missed You

Pt. 4 - Pools and Terraces

Pt. 5 - Stars and Starbucks

Pt. 6 - Lasagna Happy End

Pt. 7 - Beauty and the Bitch

Pt. 8 - Late Night Emergency

Pt. 9 - Hospital Reunion

Pt. 10 - Post Surgery Sex

Pt. 11 - Damage (and Self) Control

Pt. 12 - Welcome Home

Pt. 13 - 3x15

Pt. 14 - Fear

Pt. 15 - Pancakes and Burgers

Pt. 16 - Good Day Gone Bad

Pt. 17 - Angst & Peace

Pt. 18 - House of Music

Pt. 19 - Coffeeshop Showdown

Pt. 20 -  Phone Domination

Pt. 21 - Forgot Your Password?

Pt. 22 - Ambulance Ride

Pt. 23 - Coming Home

Pt. 24 - Falling

Pt. 25 - Alone

Pt. 26 - Fallen

Pt. 27 - Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

Pt. 28 - Love, Eat & Plan

Pt. 29 - Sweet & Rough

Pt. 30 - Baby Shopping

Pt. 31 - The Kitchen and the Car

Pt. 32 - Live in the Studio

Pt. 33 - Girls Day

Pt. 34 - Play Night

Pt. 35 - Consolation and Confrontation

Pt. 36 - Welcome to Paradise

Pt. 37 - On/At Fire

Pt. 38 - Sex Near The Beach

Pt. 39 - Faints & Regrets

Pt. 40 - Fights, Sex & Babies

Pt. 41 - The Shock and the Ring

Pt. 42 - Shoulders to Cry and Lean on

Pt. 43 - The Best Birthday Present

Pt. 44 - Santa Clause Through The Back Door

Pt. 45 - An Unexpected Meeting

Pt. 46 - Surprise Guest on NYE

Pt. 47 - First Encounters

Pt. 48 - I’ve Got A Dark Alley And A  Bad Idea

Pt. 49 - Seven Minutes in Heaven

Pt. 50 - A Home And A Necklace

Pt. 51 - Panic Closet (1)

Pt. 52 - Panic Closet (2)

Pt. 53 - Out Of This World

Pt. 54 - Orbis Epsilon

Pt. 55 - An Outstanding Piece

Pt. 56 - Making The Video

Pt. 57 - A New Hope

Pt. 58 - Models Everywhere

Pt. 59 - Hiking in Malibu (1)

Pt. XX - Rough Dessert Pt. 2

Pt. 60 - Hiking in Malibu (2)

Pt. 61 - Poolside, Bathtub, Bathroom

Pt. 62 - The One With Chris Pine In It

Pt. 63 - Difficult Decisions

Pt. 64 - Love Is In The Air

Pt. 65 -  Release Day

Pt. 66 - Rock Im Park

THE WEDDING INVITATION

Pt. 67 - A Day In Life

Pt. 68 - Finland

Pt. 69 - The Dress

Pt. 70 - Welcome To Saint Tropez

Pt. 71 - Dancing With The Stars

Pt. 72 - No Strippers!

Pt. 73 - Sham or No Sham

Pt. 74 - The Bachelorette Party

Pt. 75 - Rehearsals

Pt. 76 - I Do

Pt. 77 - Rio

Pt. 78 - A Hollywood Dream

Pt. 79 - Master And Daddy

Pt. 80 - Frankfurt

Pt. 81 - Messages

Pt. 82 - Into The Night

Pt. 83 - Thankful

Pt. 84 - Santa Baby

Pt. 85 - Mehico

Pt. 86 - Law and Order

Pt. 87 - Under Control

Pt. 88 - Cream

Pt. 89 - Pregame

Pt. 90 - And The Oscar Goes To…

Pt. 91 - Labels Are For Cans

Pt. 92 - Price Tag

Pt. 93 - Making It Interesting

Pt. 94 - Rough Dessert 3

Pt. 95 - Good Parenting

Pt. 96 - The Arrest

Pt. 97 - Bow Before Your King

Pt. 98 - Austria

Pt. 99 - Roofied

Pt. 100 - I’m On A Boat

Pt. 101 - Nonbeliever

Pt. 102 - A Rare Glimpse

Pt. 103 - Chocolate

Pt. 104 - Kings Of The Playground

Pt. 105 - Life Hacks

Pt. 106 - Christmas Miracles

Pt. 107 - The One With The Party

Pt. 108 - The Kids Aren’t Alright

Pt. 109 - Death By Flash

Pt. 110 - Birth

Pt. 111 - The Interview

Pt. 112 - The Day Off

Pt. 113 - Hair

Pt. 114 - Fighting For Independence

Pt. 115 - The Conference

Pt. 116 - Rebranding

Pt. 117 - Have You Heard The News That You’re Dead?

[heliophiledaydreamer]

THE TRUTH ABOUT THE JARED LETO ALLEGATIONS!

Back in 2008 a fan on a groupie thread (which was a thing back in the early /mid 2000s) on tumblr published her rap* fanfiction of Jared Leto, she was called out in the thread, and later she herself confessed that she couldn't believe she wrote it! It was all because back in 2006, the stolen diary of Lindsay Lohan became a topic for gossip websites, as she "wrote" intimate details about her relationship with Leto whom she reportedly dated. so that worked as the seed for the fanfiction craze that followed! and in 2015 in the heat of the Bill Cosby scandal, a gossip website created an article with screenshots of the fanfic and the many others that stemmed from it, literal word for word copy/past. and any article that came out since have been copy/paste of this 2015 article! this has been debunked more than 15 years ago and because of angry CBMs fans hating him, they dug this up again! as for James Gunn, he's definitely deflecting, as he himself was fired before from Disney for his very explicit Ped* tweets, you can look this up! and Sprouse is nothing but a sour, jealous boy! All of this can be found on the internet, BY JUST GOOGLING!