#lollipop shoppe

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The Lollipop Shoppe

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Fred Cole  *August 28, 1948 

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The Lollipop Shoppe - "You must be a Witch"

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The Weeds - It's Your Time

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Tuesday’s Sweet Shoppe, 4220 Coldwater Canyon Ave, Studio City, CA 91604

A must for candy lovers…the décor is nostalgic, like an old-fashioned candy shoppe only it’s self-serve. Most of the candy can be found in a drawer that you pull out and scoop from. You can see the candy without opening the drawer. Everything is neatly labeled.

The candy is organized by type: jelly beans, gummies, sours, chocolate, taffy. The bulk candy is $14.99/lb. They also carry gourmet chocolate bars, cotton candy, lollipops, bags of gummy candy, etc. They have domestic and imported candy.

Gloves are provided.

My picks:

Sour gummy skulls from Sweden (my favorite – the right amount of chewiness and sourness, not too hard or too soft)

Sour gummy alien skulls: not as good as the regular skull flavors

Tuesday’s Sweet Shoppe is located at The Shops at Sportsmen’s Lodge. Park in the shared lot. Service was friendly but no free samples were offered (like at their other location).

4.5 out of 5 stars

By Lolia S.

[satorhime]

⁺　 ୨୧ . ᕀ SUGARSTREAM ♡ | ˚｡꒰ gojo satoru x female reader ᨀ ꒱ minors do not interact ᨀ w.c 9.2k˓˓ explicit smut, camgirl!reader, fanboy!gojo, virgin killer!gojo, cherry chasing, sex toys, anal play, candy play [ gojo fucks the reader with a lollipop ], virgin kink, corruption, teasing, cum play, age gap [ gojo is 33 + reader is in 20s ], fingering, masturbation, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, dumbification, praise, orgasm control. ˚｡ SUMMARY ᨀ gojo satoru has a big sweet tooth, an insane amount of money to spend on his favorite camgirl and most importantly, a dick that corrupts innocent girls for life.

gojo satoru has a big sweet tooth.

he can always be seen ordering a frappuccino with five pumps of caramel syrup and extra whipped cream at starbucks, showing up to morning training with an entire platter of chocolate dipped berries, or suckling a tootsie pop with obscenely inappropriate noises during important meetings because the components in sugar stimulates his brain, giving the right amount of rush someone like him needs to keep sane.

his credit card is most swiped at sweet shoppes and random souvenir stands that sell his favorite melon sugar cubes, or the zunda and cream kikufuku he likes so much.

because his appetite for the sweeter things in life is insatiable.

that's why it isn't a surprise he developed a craving for you. he's always had a greedy taste for doe-eyed young women and you happened to be exactly his type. saccharine smile, giggly laugh, and a head full of bubblegum. ijichi kiyotaka's sweet little apprentice who skipped through the halls eating strawberry hi-chews for lunch instead of proper meals, wearing tiny little skirts and rootbeer flavored lip gloss just to torment gojo into wanting to lick it onto his tastebuds.

pure and lovely, you've become his favorite sugar rush.

and with the help of pop culture and social media, he can have a sample before he finally buys the product.

RECENT TWEET FROM @xoyoursweetenerxo: i'll be streaming in 10 mins wearing new lingerie! come take a peek at pixelme.jp/sweetener

that's the alert that begins gojo's unraveling, rolling into his notification center. his heart kicks up an irritating notch when he flips his phone over in his hand and reads your username on the screen. he can feel the curious eyes of his three former students on his back as they trail him down the hall, but he has tunnel vision and cotton ears, their incessant chatter echoing in one ear and out the other.

“gojo-sensei, did you hear anything i just said?” megumi snaps, his annoyed tone barely registering.

“i heard a rumor that he finally has a girlfriend now, that's why he's always so distracted,” nobara gossips into yuuji's ear, the two casting a long, knowing glance at their mentor.

“so it's like that?”

“it's like that.”

“what were you saying?” gojo asks distractedly, lifting one side of his blindfold to unlock his phone, bringing up the twitter app. his main account loads first and he spares a single glance to nanami's weekend vacation update, two for tsukumo straddling her motorbike in hokkaido, and none for aoi ranting about takada's dating rumors at the top of his timeline.

he never hears megumi's reply because he's too busy switching to his private account, an empty lurker with a black photo. eager to click your profile.

tonight's stream invitation is pinned at the top, decorated with pink hearts but he ignores that for now. making sure to hold his phone at an angle his nosy ass kids can't peek at, a long pale finger swipes up to bring the scroll down to a spam of grwm selfies you just posted, a ritual before your streams. you're cute as a button in each one, but it's the last one— on hands and knees, ass pointed to the camera—that makes him groan, the sound covered up by an exaggerated sneeze.

“um, gross!” nobara screeches at him, folding her arms and leaning away. “you sounded like a middle aged dad.”

satoru stops his long stride suddenly, masking his irritation by reaching into his pocket for his wallet, flipping the leather open for a spare credit card. he hands it to kugisaki with a pat on her head, grinning when she slaps his hand down and pockets his card without question.

“you know what? mission’s canceled for tonight!” he cheers, already heading in the opposite direction, shooting finger guns. he's eager to get away from his kids and to his office where he can concentrate on your stream. “go out without me and have fun!”

he waves off their confused looks, disappearing in a flash. attention glued to his phone like a teenaged boy. the sorcerer feels his cock twitch to life in his pants the longer he stares at your picture. you're wearing a skater dress that barely covers your plump ass, giving your twitter followers a tease of soft skin and cute stretch marks on the back of your thighs.

he knows that if he wants to see more, like the devastating visual of your slit spread around your favorite dildo, he'll have to join the stream and tip up.

not many people know about your other life. the angel who brings in sponge cake and iced coffee each morning to gojo, who shyly refuses to meet his stare whenever he walks into the room, unable to stand the intensity of his flirtations, is a camgirl with views high enough to land you in the top rated tab. people tipped you good and in return, you let them control your pleasure.

and gojo satoru is your biggest fan.

he hadn't been stalking when he found out. he'd just been passing by one of the staff rooms with the intention of terrorizing ijichi and found you instead, boldly streaming from your phone, whispering i bought my first vibrator! should i try it at work?

those annoying hot girls in your area, click for more! ads weren't needed because gojo had never made an account so fast.

and if he tuned into your grainy stream from his office, cock shamelessly fisted in his hand as he watched you push your panties to the side, phone camera positioned in an upskirt shot of you struggling to fit the small, vibrating toy inside your tight little cunt? mind your business.

he unlocks the door to his office now, shutting himself in before he clicks the streaming link, letting his phone redirect to the site so he can log in.

username: honoredone89 password: hollowedout28

"is the stream stable? hi, welcome! we'll get started soon."

the sound of your airy, girlish voice rings out from his phone as he falls into a leather lounge chair. you're streaming from your room this evening, dressed in frilly and frothy lingerie and a pair of lacy thigh highs, sitting up on your knees on a bed draped in a white gossamer canopy.

rosy led lights wash out the pretty tone of your skin in a soft pink glow, selling your sweet and innocent image. gojo figures that's why you're so popular— you feed right into their desires to turn out girls like you, drawing them in like worker bees to honey.

“how's my apprenticeship? it's going so good, thank you!” you answer a comment from one of your regulars, waving shyly at the viewers pouring into the virtual room.

“this won't be a long stream since i have to wake up early tomorrow, but...” you prattle on, leaning forward to check the viewer count. gojo's attention is drawn to the plump swell of your breasts in your bralette. god, he wants to run his lips all over the lace so bad; tonguing and biting over your nipples through the flimsy fabric until they're bitten raw. “while we wait for more to join, what did you boys do today-”

“ah, shoot. i almost forgot!” you gasp, twisting around to lean out of the canopy; opening the drawer on the nightstand.

as you rummage around, bent over, you accidentally allow your fans to admire the panties you're wearing. crotchless and lacy, the clips of a garter attached to your stockings. the backshot gives him a perfect peek at the shadowed seam of your pussy too, the little scraps of fabric on the front kissing your clit.

but more importantly, he can see the heart-shaped glass plug buried in the dip of your ass.

oh. well, when did you get that?

his tastebuds water, sweet tooth waking up for cravings. a quick decision made that he will stop holding himself back and get a taste of you, that he will be the end to your innocence.

in2feet chatted: this is boring hurry up and get naked

nakedman chatted: location? i'd fuck your ass so good kitten

it was obviously unintentional because your look of ditzy confusion is too cute when you turn around with the matching dildo, shaped like a sailor moon wand. but it ends up being the perfect way to begin your stream— tips roll in without prompting, chat pinging with comments.

“hehe, what are you guys- o-oh..” your question ends in a small sigh that makes his cock throb in his slacks. the air feels stagnant and warm in his office so he drags his blindfold down, unbuttoning the high collar of his jacket. you settled back on the bed too fast, the glass flare of the plug in your ass shifting, pushing a little deeper, twinging an unfamiliar lurch in your tummy. “t-to be honest, i've never used a plug before so it hurts a bit.”

a young starlet improvising on a mistake, you lift the wand to your lips. pastel pink tongue peeking out to wet the tip as you blink innocently at the cam. "can i put this in the other hole to distract myself from the pain?"

gojo can feel his brain rotting down to the stems.

you settle against the cloudbank of pillows, bringing your laptop a little closer to finish setting up and check the time. “before i start, i want to remind everyone that i'll only take requests from the highest tipper tonight!”

cyberme chatted: whenever you're ready, baby. we're watching!

cyberme and 10 others tipped 20 hearts

tittystan (★ tip) tipped 50 hearts

“you guys are so sweet!” the sound of the tip bell and chat alerts fill the volume of your room, drowning out your voice. lewd requests and thirsty comments begin to chime in, begging for you to remove your bra, show your pussy, play with the plug in your ass.

you have these men wrapped around your little finger, even though their hearts will be cashed out for real coins at the end of the night.

tittystan (★ tip) chatted: play with those pretty tits for us pls

“is this okay?” your impatient thumb rubs over a clothed nipple, shivering at the touch. more tips fumble in and gojo can see you build the confidence you need to push your bralette down, tucking it under the curve of your breasts so they spill right out.

fuck... he can't help but imagine his large digits replacing yours, dragging the calloused pads of his thumbs over your nipples until you cry and his thirsty ass can drink up your tears.

satoru shifts, leaning back in his barcelona chair as he reaches down to press the heel of his palm to the swelling bulge of his cock at the same time you squeeze one of the fleshy globes into your hand, a soft whine whistling past your clenched teeth.

jacker82 (★ tip) tipped 250 hearts and chatted: fuck yourself on the dildo alr!

you nod at the comment, opening your legs a bit only to snap them shut a heartbeat later. “i-i'm sorry, i'm so nervous tonight!” your teeth chew against your bottom lip as encouraging comments ring in your chat, words of praises that urges you to go further.

posessiveness burns green through his veins at the comments from other men, but he knows how to take what he wants and right now, what he wants is your attention only on him.

honoredone89 chatted: don't be nervous. i'm with you.

honoredone89 chatted: go on and open up for me.

gojo doesn't miss the glow of arousal in your eyes as you read his comment, your heart beating faster than it ever has. honoredone89... you missed seeing his comments on your streams. he felt more like a collaborator, unafraid to poke, prod, tease. the way he talks shit at you leaves you soaked and whining each time, wondering who he is; crying into your pillow whenever he'd toss down five hundred to make you cum, then throw down another five to switch up and edge you at the last minute. want me to change my mind, angel? he'd chat out and you could almost taste his smirk.

you would be lying if you said that your little crush on this anonymous person had nothing to do with him reminding you of the white-haired fox you were instantly drawn to at the start of your apprenticeship. honoredone89 could very well be one of those creeps that records cam shows to reupload to shady porn sites or a catfish. after all, his profile picture is the lower half of a (really fucking gorgeous) mirror selfie. but considering that a man like the actual satoru wouldn't return your silly, growing affections, you're fine with cosplaying.

“o-okay, sorry,” you obey him so easily, parting your knees, finally giving your fans a view of your pretty pussy in those crotchless panties. gojo should be ashamed, but he groans at the sight. you sigh as the cool air breezes over feverish skin, cooling the wetness clinging to your folds. it's why your fans love you so much— so wet during streams, no need for lube when your cute little pussy drools out the sweetest nectar no one has had the pleasure of tasting.

“look at you, sweet girl. you got any idea what you do to me?” you've barely shown anything and he feels like losing his fucking mind.

satoru should feel guilty for what he does next, but his conscious is crystal clear. mind blank and too fucking horny to think about propriety, he unbuttons his slacks. fishes his cock out to squeeze at the base, relieving some of the ache. his balls jump desperately as you slide the glass toy between your legs on the screen.

then his phone pings with a notif the moment you press the tip to your clit— a text from megumi dropping down, covering his view of the torturous circles you rub around the swelling nub. a swipe further down and you prod it against your entrance, panting out a low whine that knocks the wind out of gojo's chest, ears ringing.

“p-please let me put it inside!” you cry to the chat, noises so pretty. you'll sound even prettier when you're under him, squirming and pleading for him to fuck you until you live only for the feeling of his cock.

gojo's summer blue eyes scan over the message from megumi, ensuring his kids aren't in danger while he fucks himself off. he chokes off breathy groans so he can hear your moans, rubbing the rough pad of his thumb over the tip of his cock. muscles in his stomach twitching in pleasure as he nudges it inside the slit so clear, watery precum dribbles past his fingers to spill down the long length of his cock.

user20180407 chatted: fuck yourself already i'm so hard!

instead of gojo replying to an annoyed megumi complaining about having to go to a pachinko parlor (yuuji's idea, no doubt) with the others, he taps the tip button before he can stop himself.

honoredone89 (★ tip) tipped 1050 hearts

honoredone89 (★ tip)  chatted: just your fingers tonight, sweet girl.

"c-can i put them inside?" is your immediate answer.

honoredone89 (★ tip) chatted: nope, don't think i want you to do that.

the unhappy comments from your other viewers almost gives him more pleasure than the feeling of his palm rubbing out his cock in rough strokes.

“okay, thank you, sir,” you tuck in with a soft smile. he knows you're thanking him for the fat wad of cash in your tip jar, not him snatching away your pleasure, but the sound of the honorific from your lips sends a zip of arousal straight down his spine. the way he fucks into his hand is messy now, dragging his hand up and down his dick. precum coating his fingers white, dripping onto his slacks. “thank you for letting me touch my clit.”

he's your highest tipper and your pleasure is always in the hands of your tip jar. setting the toy aside with the hope he'll let you use it later, you open your legs until your knees touch the sheets, joints in your hips aching. reaching fingers to the opening in your panties. you're so soaked, pretty lace all darkened in spots. you spread your folds, circling your clit with two fingers.

“oooh, o-oh.. it's not enough, please let me-”

“hope y'r this greedy when i feed you my cock, princess, fuck. gonna... give you what you need soon, don't worry,” he promises to the empty air, sweating hard beneath his jacket with his hand tight around his cock. imagining that he's got you right here in his office, fucking up into your pussy as you struggle to bounce on him. on the phone, his speaker rings with your frustrated whines. your thighs tremble as you rub your clit too fast, making it sore.

a few attempt to match his price and tip him out, wanting control over your delicious pleasure; wanting you to use the dildo so they can imagine the little toy is their cocks. but unlike the cheap fucks swarming around your chat, the black metal of his bank card is limitless. there's no one that can stop him from blowing hot cash on an even hotter girl so he does. doubling your tips, tripling it down each time.

the sorcerer has plans that won't be ruined by old men escaping nagging wives and stressful jobs by twisting their dicks to the moans of pretty girls.

at the end of the night, he plans on adding another maraschino cherry to the top of his ice cream sundae.

but that all depends on you.

now when did he close his eyes? on his screen, gojo almost misses it. the prettiest sight.

“c-can i cum, sir?” you simper to your fans, to him. “fuck me. it.. it's right there. please say yes, please please!” circling the pad of your finger under the hood of your clit where you're most sensitive at, you slide a hand up your body to squeeze one of your breasts. a soft gasp pushing out to join the squish of your fingers rubbing through the wet between your thighs.

honoredone89 (★ tip) tipped 2000 hearts!

user20221030 chatted: this rich fuck is so annoying stop hogging!

gojo sounds like a maniac when he tosses his head and howls at the comment, unrestrained laughs choking off into a deep moan when he strokes down and squeezes the base of his cock. fighting off his orgasm for a torturous edge to himself.

honoredone89 (★ tip) chatted: since you can't hold it, go on and show everyone how pretty you are when you cum.

“yu-yes, sir!”

gojo wasn't lying. even the lagging connection to your stream can't dim the beauty you are when you reach your high. it burns a hole into his brain, tearing shivers down his spine as he watches the band snap as soon as you answer his comment. it's real, but you make it pretty, arching off the bed, thrashing, clamping your thighs together as you cum with strained whimpers.

reluctantly, he takes his wet cock and tucks himself away, hissing as the sensitive head presses against the zipper of his slacks.

“did you guys cum too?” you're asking shyly, ready to end your livestream. gojo cleans his hand on his blindfold with a snort at the viewers complimenting your show.

user203020 chatted: u need to block that rich dude. it's unfair. not coming back until u do

cyberme chatted: so hot, kitten. see you next time!

tittystan chatted: don't go babe i didn't get to cum yet :c

sitting up, you wrap your arms around your legs, chin resting atop your knees. your body still trembles with the aftershocks of your little orgasm, but you pull the laptop closer with a blissfully tired smile to answer questions, goodnight wishes, and thank your viewers for their support.

“thank you so much! if you have ideas for my next stream, leave a reply on twitter,” you say distractedly, tapping on your laptop.

gojo's phone buzzes with a notification shortly after and he's not surprised that it's a message sent to his account on the cam site.

xoyoursweetenerxo ♡ : hi >< you were my highest tipper!!! do you have any requests for me?

is what the message reads and gojo wears a big smirk as the cards deal a lucky hand just for him. he cradles his phone in both hands as long fingers fly over the keyboard to reply.

no more time wasted after he's blown away hours, weeks, months on the chase for you.

honoredone89: you know what? i think i do!

honoredone89 is typing . . .

honoredone89: open your door for me.

404 error: this livestream has ended!

somehow, that leads to gojo satoru standing in the middle of your room at jujutsu tech.

you'd barely had time to fix your lingerie and clear the smudges of your lipstick before a familiar rap of knuckles was at your door— the same rhythm gojo knocks against your desk each morning to get your attention.

he looks out of place standing in the frills of your pink wonderland, led lights turning pure white hair the color of blush as he glances around at your bishoujo figurines, sanrio plushies, and special edition manga volumes.

“cute,” he comments with an amused smile and points, your cheeks warming as you follow his line of vision to the sailor moon dildo sitting on your sheets, forgotten. “where's the other one?”

“h-how did you know...”

“still inside you, i take it?”

“h-how!” your reaction is adorable, different now that you're in front of him. fiddling with the ribbons of your robe, unable to watch his gemstone blue eyes darken to a deep pit of arousal when you nod.

with the feeling of a hare caught in a trap, you watch as he crosses the tiny space to stand in front of you. crowding you against the kitchenette with his imposing six foot three stature. though you want to shrink away, there is something about him that beckons you closer like the limitless, making you want to stay close to him and soak up more of his attention.

“ah, um- i bought these for you earlier today!” you blurt out to him in a hurried whisper, scrambling to reach for the decorated jar of lollipops you intended to gift to him tomorrow. “there's cream, melon, cotton candy, there's matcha too because i know you like-”

“you scared of me?” he wonders, but he accepts your distraction, plucking a cherry-flavored lollipop for himself, amused.

“no!”

he's very attractive without his blindfold, snowy peaks of hair sitting wild over his forehead. you watch as he unwraps the treat, tasting it for the first time like he's tasting you, his tongue working around it; swirling and licking it obscenely on purpose. waiting for that shift, the shameful press of your thighs even though you just had an orgasm. falling for it, you shyly avert your gaze and gojo fights down a smirk.

“there's no need to be nervous, you know,” he soothes, hooking a finger under your chin. the deep croon of his voice curls down your spine, bubbling hot desire in your tummy. "i'm right here with you."

“i-i'm not nervous!” you say, wanting to reassure him that he is welcome even though a small voice tells you to run.

after all, haven't you heard the rumors about him?

compliment him in any busy ladies room and you'll summon rumors that gojo satoru picks cherries like a farmer. that gojo satoru fucks girls high in his penthouse, only to drop them low when he ushers them to the elevator hours later. that gojo satoru—

i don't believe it, and your naive schoolgirl crush on him bats those thoughts away.

“obviously a camgirl wouldn't be nervous, silly me,” he nods, tone light and teasing. he tilts his head to the side as he reaches for you, thumb easing your silk robe apart. sensual as he pushes it off your shoulder, a shiver rolling down your spine. “did you mean what you said?”

“what do you mean?”

“in your stream,” he hums, skimming up the curve of your neck. fingernails scraping lightly over your pulse, and his cock aches at the strangled sound you make. “when you begged me to touch you, fuck you. did you mean what you said, sweet girl?”

“the tipper... honoredone89...”

“was me, yes,” he points to himself, smiling. it takes a little while for realization to dawn and he thinks you're too sweet. god, after he finishes breaking in your cunt, he wants to protect you from men like him for the rest of his life. only after, though. “expecting someone uglier?”

where you should feel mortification, you feel sticky and full of attraction for the older man in front of you. how many times did you fuck yourself on two fingers while watching couples on cam, imagining gojo was there and pressing your legs to your chest while he fucked the inexperience right out of you? how many times did you wish that snarky regular on your streams was actually him?

“g-gojo?” you call softly, peeking up at him through thick fans of lashes. twiddling your fingers together in a gesture so fucking cute, it makes his stomach churn. “can i ask you something?“

“hmm? go ahead.”

“how many virgins have you fucked?”

“why? you wanna be my one and only?” he teases, a mocking grin set on his lips. “you're really a virgin... too sweet.”

“i didn't say that! i.. it's the reason i started streaming. to learn more! it’s an experiment because i don't know how to make someone else feel good.” you're babbling, the words rushing out too quickly as you fidget and grip the hem of your robe, looking down to avoid his eyes. “will you teach me?”

“if i teach you, don’t think i’ll go easy on you,” his grin is wicked before he reaches down to ruffle your hair, as if you’re a precious little gem to him. “it’s nothing to be ashamed of, sweetness. it just means i’ll really have to put my back into it!”

putting his back into it means fucking you absolutely dumb, but you don't need to know that yet.

the way he looks at you is an awakening. with a little burst of confidence, you make your own decision; burying your fingers into the collar of his jacket, bringing him down for your first kiss. it's a little awkward with the stick of lollipop in his mouth and your inexperience, teeth and stiff lips until he takes the lead. his lips feel like clouds and you want them everywhere, want to kiss him forever. sink his soft groans into your skin, keep the taste of candy flavored spit on your tongue for the rest of your days as he licks into your mouth, coaxing feelings out of you you've never felt before; kissing you into dizziness.

“please,” you pull away, eyes begging— he only needs to be told once.

he takes it in stride, smirking around the stick of lollipop. he draws his hand down, fingers sliding under your bralette to toy with the doughy skin of your breast, rolling a nipple between two pads until the bud pebbles under his touch.

then his path switches, traveling lower and you know exactly where his hand is going. heart fluttering wildly, you whine and nervously press closer to him, hiding your face against the front of his jacket.

but you weren't stopping him, you didn't want to. curiosity coaxes your desire for gojo satoru out of its shell. the entire reason you started exploring the world of porn and cam shows, frustration and curiosity. most women your age had bloomed and blossomed. they were experienced while you felt left behind. never been taken on a date, never been kissed, never been fucked.

a clean slate for the taking.

“i wonder why you're so pretty, hm? been torturing me for months, sweet thing,” gojo nudges your feet apart, tongue pushing out the lollipop for one last suck, his lips star candy pink. making you want to kiss him again. “want to taste you instead.”

“you mean...”

“don't worry, i'll take good care of you,” he gently plucks your hands from his jacket, lowering his lithe body to the floor in a fluid motion. he props one of your thighs over his shoulder, shamelessly spreading your pussy open for him.

cheeks heated, the sight of gojo staring between your legs with a ravenous glint in his eye is too much. your hands fly over your eyes, but he's not having it; reaching up to snatch them down. “good girls keep their eyes open, don't they? how will you learn?”

he hasn't even touched you and yet, lust buzzes an ache between your hips that is driving you crazy.

“good girls deserve to know what it looks like, what it feels like to have me right here,” he continues and leans in to press a trail of kisses to your inner thigh. nips and marks along the fleshiest parts, chuckling at your quiet yips. he slides a thumb between your folds, splitting them to play with your clit. you feel like falling as he circles between your thighs, a gasp hiccupping at the base of your throat before you choke it off.

“g-gojo-”

he builds the anticipation. getting you used to the motion of something familiar before he opens your pussy for business— the sweetest dessert all for him before the main course. “so what do you think? gonna let me taste how sweet this pussy is, angel?”

“what if you don't like the taste?” you hesitate, hand slipping into the milky clouds of his hair. “i-i heard that happens.”

“trying to keep it all to yourself?” he teases, eyes shining as he crooks a smile at you. he indulges you with another feathery kiss to your thigh, his hand on your hip, caressing the skin lightly. “there's no way i won't like the taste of you. not when i have this-”

before you know it, he presses something warm and sticky to your clit, replacing his finger. when you realize just what it is, you whimper loudly.

“oh, oh god. y-you're supposed to use your fingers-”you point out halfheartedly. gojo drags the sugary ball of the lollipop against your clit in tantalizing swirls, smearing the sticky cherry syrup across your pussy and mixing it with your own juices.

“i'll clean up after myself, sweet thing,” he reassures, nose pressed to the soft curls at your mound, breathing in your heady scent before he tips his head forward to taste you. this is his favorite part- the possessive feeling in his chest once a virgin is on his tongue, knowing he's the first one to look up and see heaven above him. to hear your soft whimpers and feel the unsure tremble of your thighs.

“how does it feel? you like it?” he asks, kissing your clit with a gentle suck that tightens the muscles in your tummy. he licks against you with skill, tongue a warm wetness over your clit. the feeling gojo pulls from you is all new, butterflies between your hipbones as your cunt flutters around emptiness.

“i think i like it, sir. i-it's so-” you whine, the honorific a slip up. ashamed to talk filth to a man you're assigned to bring oversweetened coffee to every morning. it's so easy talking to the men behind your camera. they're blank faces that pay for a performance and to be soaked in the right words. in person, in front of the man who brings you alive, your tongue is tied up in the heat he licks into your throbbing pussy.

“sir, huh?” you can feel his grin spread along your lower lips, his chuckle vibrating against your skin. he stiffens his tongue for a harder lick, quick flits that bathes your clit in bubbly spit, burning pleasure into your nerves that drives you to tears.

gojo's fingers press bruises into your squishy thighs, locking you in his strong hold. he trails the syrupy sphere of the sucker down to your drooling little hole, nudging until he slowly works the candy up into your pussy at the same time he sucks your clit back into his mouth.

you choke out a wet sob, your hands pushing at his shoulders. squirming and trembling, plush walls clamping down around the hard ball of the lollipop with a wince as he fucks it in slow, his eyes focused on the way your walls slurps it inside.

nothing could have prepared you for gojo satoru fucking you with a piece of candy.

“bet your fans would love to see this,” he muses, releasing your puffy clit with a shameful pop, a trail of spit and slick connecting you to the sorcerer's chin. “you can barely handle a piece of candy. look at this cute little pussy struggling to take it.”

he can't hide his arousal when you taste this good, smacking and slurping like his last meal on earth is between your legs. you release a frustrated whine when he removes the candy, but he appeases you with his tongue— dragging the pink muscle down to curl it into your pussy, the squishy feeling of it making you squeak and grip the edge of the counter behind you.

gojo mumbles a deep groan, tastes so fucking sweet, curling his tongue in and out of you languidly, your squeaks tapering off into breathy pants. he's running out of patience, your noises shooting straight to his leaking cock, but he's determined not to rush. he wants to savor your first time. savor the sweet taste of sugar combined with the earthy flavor of you.

he has to make it good so you remember him after you inevitably come to your senses and make him leave before he breaks your heart.

his palm moves up and lands on your breast, squeezing too hard but you whine for the twinge of pain, placing your hands over his larger one. you hold him like a lifeline as he makes good on his promise of cleaning you all up— drinking down every little drop of candy coated slick until you run dry, until the wet slide against your folds is because of his spit.

“i-i'm-” the stretch of his tongue is so good, your eyelashes wet as you chase the sensation. second orgasm on the brink with his skilled mouth licking and suckling over sensitive nerves. you could end it there, cum on his tongue and let him tuck you into bed after, but you've had enough of not knowing what it feels like to be manhandled down onto a bed, kissed slow, and fucked open by his cock.

you want it to be him and no one else.

“you close?” he reels back, lapping at the entrance to your heat, a tease that makes you cry out. blues flit up to look at you, gaze soft and patient even though his desperation to be inside you has him fraying at the seams. when you nod at him, pushing your hips forward, begging, he grins. “didn't you already cum tonight? who taught you to be so greedy, hmm?”

“i-i'm s-”

“you think you can hold it for me? no, i know you can. hold it for me baby. don't cum.”

“n-no, don't! wanna cum, please please- wanna cum so bad!” but he's not hearing it. he pinches your clit meanly until the twinge of pain clouds over your orgasm, laughing lightly as you drive your fist into his shoulder in frustration, a hit that doesn't hurt him one bit.

he pats your mound with a smile but before he stands to his full height, he ghosts his sticky lips over your ankle as he sets your foot to the floor, teeth grazing the anklet you're wearing. a tender kiss that has no business making your heart flutter like that when he's so mean.

“i'll make sure of it, but right now i need you to save it for me, pretty princess. i promise it'll be so much better if you cum around my cock.” the sorcerer whispers his filth to your ear, leaving wet kisses along the shell. is it normal for your knees to be so weak? “ain't that what you wanted earlier? want something to fill your pussy up, don't you?”

you're so shivery that you hold onto gojo like your life depends on it. feeling wet and used between your legs already.

somehow, you know that gojo satoru is above what you're able to handle. he's a grown man with years of fucking under his belt and you're an apprentice parading as a camgirl who just had your first kiss. but really, it hardly matters when you want him in too many ways to care anymore.

“i want it, want it so bad, please!” you chant, prepared to get on your knees and beg for it while this otherworldly attractive man grins down at you. you feel like sobbing when he listens, circling his arms under your thighs to lift you effortlessly. legs cling to his waist as he walks the few paces it takes to reach your bed, splaying you out amongst the pillows.

“then i'll give it to you, sweet thing. but first, i think you'd be more comfortable in a familiar setting, hmm?”

he wants to film your first time.

it's filthy and you should refuse, but it's also exactly what you daydreamed of. all those nights honoredone89 watched your streams, you wished he was actually there. in front of the camera with you, back to his chest while he stretched you wide on three fingers and claimed you as his for all of your viewers to see.

you're too shy to actually let your fans watch you be fucked by someone else, but you let him hit record on your laptop, the pink camera at the edge of your bed recording a private show for your eyes only, but giving you the illusion of a livestream nonetheless. “don't pay attention to the camera until i tell you to, okay? eyes on me.”

after a small nod from you, he makes quick work of his uniform. unbuttoning his jacket to reveal broad planes of smooth ivory skin. shoving his slacks down, no underwear like you expected so his dick springs out, slapping warmth against your thigh.

it's easy to forget you're being filmed when you’re too busy gaping at him undressing. washboard abs taper off into a carved adonis belt dusted with moonlight hair. and with the eyes of a curious virgin, your gaze peeks down to his cock and it makes your tastebuds water. a perfect balance of long and girthy, the smooth tip blushing pretty and pink.

“can i touch it?” your dewy lashes flutter as you reach forward, wanting to know what the weight feels like in your hand. wanting to brush your fingers over the blue veins, maybe even dip your head down to lap up the pearly precum drooling from the head.

“nuh-uh, but you can feel it,” he sucks his teeth in reprimand, catching your hand and brushing an affectionate kiss across your fingertips. “alright, sweetheart. how do you want it?”

“i-i always imagined i'd be on my stomach,” you whisper, wanting to sink into your covers after voicing such a thing. a combination of your favorite fantasy position and wanting to hide your face from the camera.

“as you wish.”

he obliges, gripping your waist and rolling you over for him, front pressed flat into the pillowy mattress. though your hips are caged in by gojo's strong thighs, you wriggle your legs back and forth, cutely tapping his lower back with your toes.

“i-i hear it's better like this.” you mumble into the pillow under your cheek, just to get rid of the silence in the air.

he only laughs at your small talk, kissing your shoulder with care. “oh, sweet girl. i'll show you how much better it is.”

nerves flutter in your tummy at that, but you trust him more than anything— more than the women who warned you not to harbor a crush on him. he straddles your thighs, reaching into the pocket of his discarded slacks.

you hear the crinkling of a foil packet being ripped, all the air whistling from your lungs in a shaky breath as you twist around, embarrassed; catching him about to roll a condom over his cock. “w-wait-”

“cold feet?”

“no,” god, no. “i- please, you don't have to wear one of those.”

“yeah?” gojo snorts with a growing smile, but he shrugs and tosses the protection aside, caution to the wind and no further questions on it. blood rushes to his head quick now, dizzy as he draws your hips up a little until your ass bumps against his stomach. you're so easy to move, so cute and weak, like feathers under him.

his patience was lost long ago, but he's a team player. he gathers the seat of your ass against his palms, a soft peach that jiggles when he squeezes and kneads to the song of your whines, his eyes hypnotized by the jeweled plug. “you've had this in for so long, princess.” he draws a long finger down the line of your ass, tugging at the plug gently to see your hole spread. the remnants of the lube you used makes it an easy slide as he pulls it out. tossing it to the sheets.

he coos when you squirm away from him with a soft cry, hurts satoru, and he fucking loves the sound of his given name on your tongue. his thumb rubs over the puckered entrance to soothe the soreness. it would be so easy to sink his finger in, cock up next, but he'll save that for another night. “sorry, princess, i know. i'm just making room. i don't think you're ready to take both yet.. let me make it up to you.”

gojo keeps your cheeks spread, slotting his cock in the tight space between your plump thighs. he pushes the thick cockhead through your sopping folds. you can feel the milky pearls of precum smearing along your thighs and cunt with his thrusts, a wet slide right against your heat but it's not enough. “p-please-”

“f-fuck, sweetheart. how are you gonna fit me inside you? look at this.”

he's mean for teasing a virgin so much, but he can't help himself. he glances up at the recording laptop; the cam feed showing him your face pressed into the pillows, writhing all over your pretty sheets. fuck, you look so good. he's used to breaking in the starstruck beauties who flock to him, but he plays favorites now— fearing that once he truly has you, you’ll never let go of his heart, his cock.

“i don't- oh god- i don't know, but i want to try, sir,”you breathe out through your whines, the honorific only baiting him into getting your way, a true performer. “p-please let me try!”

“such a good girl, even when your fans aren't watching. if you want it, take it then. put it in for me,” he almost pleads, wanting to see that you want this just as much and you fucking do. too teased out to feel the jitters fluttering in your heart. you reach behind you, hand fumbling to wrap around his girth. skin feverish after hearing his heavy intake of breath— oh, you did that to him. satoru ducks his head to grip your chin and kiss all over your face, heated presses of his lips reserved for a lover. a distraction for you both as you guide his cockhead to nudge at the entrance of your pretty virgin cunt—

your eyes mist over, crystalline tears clinging to your lashes; losing focus after his hips sink forward. hiding your face in the sheets again, you muffle the depraved whimpers you hiccup out as gojo's cock forces your walls to spread open just for him. white heat slicking your body with sweat as you squirm under him on the bed. he's so fucking long, and he chuckles when you slide a hand down to your stomach to make sure you can't feel him there, too. he feeds you his cock slow so you feel every inch of him, bullying a spot to sit right up against your womb.

“t-too big- oh m’ god, it's too big satoru!”

“you cryin' f' me, baby?” oh, he is aching. no room in the little space your pussy gives him. he struggles to breathe, hair sticking to his forehead as he fights for his composure. he wants to treat you tenderly, break you in the right way, but you're a hot brand around his cock, sucking him in so good it drives him wild.

“s-satoru-”

“you feel that? much better than your toys, isn't it?” he kneels, pinning one hand over your back to keep you in place. “you can take it, cutie. just ease up for me a little, i've got you.”

you try to relax, eyes shut and sheets bitten into your mouth. you've never felt anything like it— the intrusion of his cock builds a pressure that none of your toys could've prepared you for. an overwhelmingly tight fit, you feel too full, in over your head. pussy staining his cock with frothy slick as he draws his hips back for an experimental thrust, an emptiness that makes you whine loudly for him to fill you up again.

“talk to me, tell me how it feels, angel.”

“o-oh- i don't... i don't know-” you gasp, leaning up on your elbows, a sensual dip in your back, the way you've seen the girls on the nsfw accounts you follow pose. the webcam films your fucked out expression and you're too cock hungry to care about it now, watching it shamelessly on the screen of your laptop.

“can't talk?” gojo taunts, digging his nails into the skin of your ass as he levels his weight into his hips and fucks forward. heavy, deep snaps that furrows your brow cutely, determined as you try your best to take him like you imagine the experienced women who are used to the oppressive force of his cock do.

“want me to slow down?” he asks softly, a little worried. after all, it wouldn't be the first time his dick knocked someone out. but you shake your head rapidly and he cackles, pairing that insane sound with deeper thrusts, sharp hipbones rutting against the back of your ass as he bottoms out again— too deep.

“wan' see your face, please 'toru, please,” you blubber into the sheets, but his keen hearing picks it up anyway. stopping is the hardest thing ever, but he pulls out; pushes you onto your back with a hiss.

“can't believe you wanna watch me break in this cute little pussy. what changed?” he goads, but he doesn't wait for your answer. “you know what to do.”

shyly, you wriggle down the bed until your hips are flush against his, reaching between the sweaty shadow of your bodies to handle his damp cock again. the stretch is no easier to take the second time, but you know what it feels like. pining for the slight twinge, the hot burn as he spreads sweet fire through your nerves. the weight of his cock fucking your pussy open in slow, teasing thrusts that leaves you whining.

“don't go easy on me-”

satoru listens instantaneously, pounding you roughly as he nips and marks your sweaty skin as his, little love bites along your neck you'll have to cover in the morning. something he never does, but call him attached to you now. “that's all you needed, ain't it? you don't want those sick fucks watching you. just wanted me to make a mess of this pretty pussy.”

“y-yes!” you cry against his shoulder and he buries his nose against the pulse point at your neck, inhaling sweet gulps of sex and perfume. a grunt kicks out of his chest as he leaves you, leaning back on his heels to fuck harder, your fingers flying to his forearms as he grips your waist, tugging you forward onto his cock to meet his thrusts.

you become a victim to his skilled fucking, to the harsh slap of his hips that a virgin has no business taking. thighs trembling up a storm, desperately trying to close as his cockhead drags along your gummy walls on the quick pull out, fucking your nerves to a red glow.

“you're so good for me, best girl. so good. keep these legs nice and spread for me so i can fuck this pussy the way she deserves.”

neither of you pay attention to the blinking red light of your webcam, too lost in the throes of good fucking. satoru can't keep his eyes off of you as you wriggle desperately underneath him. you're a mess; lips swollen and slicked with spit from your lolling tongue, hair splayed out all over your sanrio pillows while you stare up at him through teary, lidded eyes with the most fucked out look of adoration for the man pounding you, he almost feels guilty.

“s'toru.. satoru- w-will i get to cum again? it feels so- but i can't-”

he loses his final thread of sanity at your little pants and whines of his name. “some girls need it right here, d... don't they, sweet girl?” he says, stuttering when your pussy clenches him in on a good stroke. slick squelches out of you, staining your favorite sheets in a gooey puddle. it's how he knows his cock is fucking you at the right angle, brushed up against that precious spot nestled along your walls. your back arches high off the sheets when he hits it, but a big palm at your belly presses you down, refusing to let you run.

“it feels better right here, too,” he tells you, his hand shifting down. drawing sticky shapes of his initials under the hood of your sore, puffy clit— and you've touched yourself enough times to know what the feeling means. the pooling of sweet heat in your belly, the giddy waves of dopamine swirling in your nerves as a man throws you into your peak for the first time. “feel it yet? yeah you do. cum for me like a good fucking girl, make a mess of my cock like it's yours, pretty girl. give it to me.”

you're sobbing for him, clinging to him as if he can protect you from the force of your own orgasm. tears welling up in your big eyes as the knot in your tummy bursts so suddenly and you cum, walls fluttering around satoru's cock so tight it pains him to thrust through it. no thought in your pretty mind except the relentless pressure he fucks out of your body. overstimulation sets in too quick and you push at his stomach frantically as your juices splash onto the sheets, wetting all over his hand and bathing down the white trail of hair on his stomach. “i-it's too much, wait-”

“fucking.. fuck, princess- let me go or ‘m gonna cum inside you.. you're sucking me in so tight. f-fuck!” he is only seconds behind you, remembering at the last minute to draw back on his heels and pull his cock out of your weeping pussy. you're still shaking in the aftermath of the best orgasm you've ever had but he’s pinching your puffy lips between his pointer and thumb. it only takes a few rubs of his cock through your swollen folds before he whines low in his throat, grunting and tossing his head back as he spills thick ropes of opaque cum all over your pretty crotchless panties and ruined pussy.

“o-oh.. there's so much of it-” you marvel and when he opens his eyes again on the come down, hips kicking weakly now, he sees you reaching down to run your fingers through the cum he left between your thighs, pinching his sticky seed between your fingers curiously.

you're going to be the fucking death of him.

“yeah, that happens,” he chuckles with no breath in his lungs, no energy to tease you about it. he is too dignified to collapse on the bed with a softening dick, in need of a long ass nap, so he leans forward and pets the roots of your hair softly. “you need anything? besides a bath and your diary to give me raving reviews, of course.”

“i...” you start, sitting up and reaching for the closest thing that can cover you besides the stained sheets of your bed: gojo's uniform jacket. you drape it around your front, looking away to hide the vulnerability in your eyes. “can you stay until i fall asleep? you can leave after but.. i don't..”

don't be greedy, is what he would usually tell a woman asking him to sleepover after he's snatched her innocence up and fucked her into a limp. but with you, the sinking feeling in his chest, the months of pocketing your hidden smiles and shy flirtations to think about during his darkest hours, tells him only one thing: he wouldn't have left even if you asked him to.

“i'm not going anywhere.”

gojo experiences a first tonight, too. for the first time ever, he doesn't run.

instead, he stays. cleans you up with a warm towel and eases you into clean underwear, though you insist on wearing his jacket as pajamas. he even helps you change your soaked sheets ( with insufferable comments asking if he can keep them. ) you don't know what it means when a man stays after being your first, but your heart feels too warm and a little bit in lo—

“what's that sound?”

you're about to tuck into bed, ready to snuggle in safe and sound with gojo watching over you when his voice speaks up. now that your post-orgasmic haze has cleared a little, you hear it too. the quiet chime of the tip and chat bells ringing wildly from your still open laptop.

the camera at the end of your bed blinking lipstick red from its perch on the tripod.

like.boobs.97 chatted: that bastard is so lucky.

“oh... oh, no!” you squeal, scrambling to shut the laptop down, face burning with mortification. you should have checked, you should have checked. you have to help satoru with his emails in the morning, why did you trust him to click the right button?

you've been streaming to your viewers on the cam site the entire time.

“whoops,” is all gojo says, carefree and flippant as ever as he moves to stretch out across your bed like an oversized unbothered cat, drawing you against his body.

“so, you gonna introduce me as your new boyfriend or what?”

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The Candy Man- Part Four// W.W.

Warnings/Info: cursing, fluff, lots of Wonka whimsy, Willy liking pregnancy boobs

It worked. Everything went according to plan, and your husband has no reason to believe that he wasn’t the father of your baby.

With time, your belly started to grow more and more, and luckily, so did Willy’s chocolate sales.

You were about four months along in your pregnancy when Willy gave you the news that he had bought the chocolate shoppe. He was beaming with glee and you were overjoyed for him. You wanted to help him, so you said, “How about I come and work for you?”

“Oh, no no, no heavy lifting for you, or being on your feet for hours.” he said firmly as he caressed your belly.

“Not even just as the cashier, Willy? I haven’t had a job in years since I’ve been a wife. I’d love to get back out into the world again. And be with you, of course. I’ll keep a stool nearby to sit in if I get tired, if that would make you feel better.”

Willy sighed, then he grinned at you, “Okay, you can work the register. I know that I can count on you. You did promise to help run the business side of things.” He took your hands in his, “Things are happening, y/n. I’ve saved enough money to not only to but the shoppe, but also to rent an apartment nearby. I know it won’t be as spacious and comfortable as what you’re used to, but this is just the beginning. I want you to live with me. And if things keep going the way they have been, you’ll be living like a Queen, and our baby will be the prince or princess of the Wonka chocolate empire.” Willy had put his forehead on yours.

"Oh, Willy, you have already made me the happiest woman in the world. I just know that you-that we will have everything we dream of, I'm happy to work hard, and to be with you and our child."

You and Willy were so absorbed in one another and your daydreaming, that you didn't even hear the front door of your home open.

"What. The. Fuck?" it was your husband, home early and unexpectedly from work.

You and Willy looked over at Mr. Hudson, both in shock. You didn’t know what to say.

“John, how-"

“What a fine day this is, huh? I come home with a sniffle to find my wife with the fucking…chocolate salesman?”

“John, it’s, it’s not what you-well it is actually…”

“That’s it, y/n! Tell me what the hell is going on here.” he yelled, approaching you, towering over you with his height, and actively trying to intimidate you. This was the side of him only you saw.

“John,” you trembled, “this baby isn’t yours, it’s his. I’m in love with him.”

“Ha, well you can go ahead and be in love in the streets for all I care. Get your clothes and get the hell out of my house.”

You were scared, not necessarily of John, but to leave the only home you knew. You were glad that John didn’t say or do anything to Willy.

Willy was with you as you packed, and he held your hand on the way out of the house. You thought that maybe it was a good thing that this has happened now, rather than drag it out any further.

“Alright well, let’s go check out that apartment.” Willy said in his cheery voice to help make you feel better. You knew that you were going to be happy with this man, no matter what.

You were able to close on an apartment that day, well, Willy was, as you didn’t have an income yet. But that soon changed as you went to work together in the chocolate shoppe. Within days of opening, you were making good money.

You balanced the cash drawers, and the accounting books as Willy worked hard on his sweet creations. The candy he made was as tasty as ever, and the shoppe was an absolute dream. Hoverchocs, giraffe milk macaroons, edible flowers, and lollipops as far as the eye could see. It was a whimsical, colorful, joy to behold, with a giant winding cherry tree in the middle of the shoppe. There were pink cotton Candy clouds that you could climb upon, you and Willy would sit on them and have some chocolate milk, and then eat the tea cups.

It was the most fun you’d ever had in your life. It also felt amazing to help build something from essentially nothing, and to be creative with him.

Even at home, Willy would be inventing new flavors and trying new techniques and asking for your input of course.

...........

As you went into the later months of your pregnancy, you and Willy were able to buy a house. It was no mansion, but it was big enough to accommodate a young couple and their new baby, and maybe another child down the road.

You would be at the shoppe all day, resting adequately, of course. Willy eventually gave you an office in the back room to do your accounting work, which was good for you as you were heavily pregnant, but you started to miss being out front with customers. But you knew that once the baby arrived, things would be back to normal soon.

In the evenings, your tired Willy would rest his head on your big, basketball-sized belly and sing to our unborn baby. "Come with me, and you'll be in a woorrld of pure imagination." His voice was like that of an angel, soft and soothing. You could tell that your baby was relaxed by their father's voice, because he would lull you to sleep with his sweet lullabies after a long day in the office.

You started to set up the nursery together, and it was of course candy themed, much like your chocolate shoppe. Willy had lollipop raddles and candy cane-shaped teething rings made for the baby, among lots of other colorful accessories that resembled the sweet treats that were sold in the shoppe.

Above the baby's crib was a mobile made special by Willy, they were smaller versions of the pink cotton candy clouds that hung in the shoppe. Everything was absolutely adorable, and it made your heart swell with happiness.

After looking around the baby's room, you hugged your chocolatier, "Oh Willy, I'm so happy." you nuzzled against his shirt collar as he hugged you tightly. "I can't wait to meet our baby."

"Me either, my darling." he said, kissing you on the head, and then looked at you, "But I have to say that I'll miss your boobs being so big." He then eyed the large mounds on your chest.

You laughed, "You are a typical man, Willy Wonka. You can still use them as pillows after I have the baby."

"I know, but they're just so squishy right now-" he gently cupped your breasts through your shirt, "like marshmallows, or pudding."

"Okay, okay, you better stop before you get too excited, Willy." you giggled, kissing him.

Everything in your new home came together so beautifully, and your tried to enjoy it as much as possible, even though you were incredibly tired, and your body was swollen from head to toe. Your belly had grown much bigger than you ever would have expected.

Willy was wonderful during your whole pregnancy, but he was especially attentive to you in the last month. He would make you dinner after work, and no matter how tired he might have been, he never let on to his exhaustion. He would even massage your feet before bed. His sweetness and generosity never wavered.

.......

The day finally came: the day that you and Willy became parents. He was by your side throughout the entire birthing process, encouraging you and thanking you for giving him a child. He told you he loved you over and over, and wiped the sweat off of your forehead.

Your midwife was stunned after you had your baby, because she noticed another baby coming.

A/n: I hope you all are having a great Christmas season and have a safe and happy new year! The next chapter should be better than this one. lol

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[crossover-enthusiast]

HEY please use this ask as an excuse to dump any and every jack & john thought in your head :o)k (the k is the clowns arms and legs look)

:o)k is really cute

Anyways, oh B O I thank you so much it is TIME

This got really long so under a read more it goes!

I'mma do them separately and then together

John

- *slaps his back* this bad boy can fit so much angst into him - Seriously tho I dunno why I've made him the object of my angst affections atm but heehoo >:} - He's gruff but he has a big heart, you just need to dig a lot to find it - This man is such a workaholic my god - I've also seen a few fics run with the idea that he has low self-worth which. Ough /pos - His last name is Doe, his wife's name was Jane, and his daughter is named Judy - John and Jane had a very Greg and Rose type of dynamic, just some guy and a woman who seemed extraordinary and far out of his league - Tho unlike Steven Judy actually did get to have a few years with her before she kicked it lol - Also his daughter is alive! I'm not THAT cruel. She was at a friend's house and John and Jack immediately rushed over to pick her up - However there's a good period of time where John just gets stuck on the idea of what if. What if she was there, what if she got hurt, what if he lost her, what if what if what if. He starts spiraling on all the ways he could lose Jack too, it got bad. Thankfully Jack was there to ground him :> - Why yes that was my projecting a little, why do you ask - Seriously tho he loves Judy sm he'd die for her in a heartbeat - Eventually grows to love Jack to the point he'd also die for him - I like to think John and Frank were really close when they were kids, not as close as Lila and Jaune but damn near it. Growing apart hurt. Discovering Frank's… business hurt even more, for the both of them - In general he misses when they were all just kids goofing around, not having to worry about anything - Also misses Jane. He loved her so much; losing her devastated him. Part of him to this day feels at fault for her death, even though there was nothing he could do - Absolutely stole this headcanon from @the-tick-tock-chaos-shoppe but I have become very attached to it: John has ADHD. He went undiagnosed and has no idea he has it - Not helping matters is that Jaune ALSO has ADHD and was diagnosed (this is also a headcanon), so that hyper and bubbly personality is just what John associates with it; if someone went "hey I think you have ADHD" he'd be in complete denial lol - When he was a kid he'd always have lollipops or straws in his mouth. When he got too old for that, it was pencils and pens, and when he got too old for that, he started smoking - It is absolutely a sensory thing and he doesn't realize it is a sensory thing. Mans just needs something in his mouth - If he happens to run out of cigarettes he goes back to pencils and pens. There are bite marks on all of the pencils at the police station lmao - One time he took a pen from Evermore's office and just went to town on it - Other stims for him include tapping his fingers on tables/desks, flicking his lighter repeatedly, and bouncing a pencil between his fingers/against the table - In general him stimming is a lot more subtle than Jack, usually doesn't even realize he's doing it - Definitely the type of person to flip the "lucky cigarette" when he first opens a pack. This has lead him to accidentally putting the end with tobacco in his mouth because he forgot about it, multiple times - Has really bad road rage. This is why Jack drives - As his kid self's costume would suggest, he's always dreamed of being a cop. It… definitely isn't what he thought it'd be, that's for sure - Is bisexual. Did not realize this until he met Jack - His favorite donuts are caramel glazed - I just want him to be soft and put down his dang walls

Jack

- Silly cop man!! I love him - Just a big ol' goofball with a big heart - Cares a lot for John and would absolutely die for him - Lowkey I love how he snaps at the end of Tender Treats, like YEAH GET HIS ASS!!! - Great with kids! Judy adores him - Has a tea kettle! it's easier to use than a coffee maker in his opinion, he can make things other than coffee with it, and the noise actively reminds him to take it off the stove because he WILL forget otherwise - Got bullied a lot in school because he was the "weird kid". After he graduated high school Jack left his home town and never looked back - Became a cop because he wanted to help people. Was not at all prepared for The Horrors - Is usually the one that patrols the cellblocks - Bob made a point to give him a fun fact every time Jack passed his cell and Jack got so sick of it, lol. Part of him was glad Bob broke out of jail just because he didn't have to hear it anymore - That partially attributed to why Jack got so pissed after Bob climbed onto their squad car (alongside y'know, surviving a bullet to the back and 27 to the chest) - He is autistic :> Like John he wasn't diagnosed, tho Jack's pretty sure he has it and is okay with that - Wringing/clasping his hands together is a nervous stim. In general Jack's stims usually involve his body, like cracking his knuckles, tapping his foot, or that little shimmy he does in the Newgrounds ending for Deadly Smiles - Also shakes his fists when he's excited, but tries not to do it at work - Pranks John sometimes to lighten the mood/make him smile - Has a surprisingly dark sense of humor - Literally him not understanding that using the actual dead body of some super cannibal for a joke was so funny (and very mecore) - After the whole thing with Mr. Clown, Jack had a panic attack in their police car and John had to calm him down :< - Actually a great cook! It's a hobby for him - Also loves to bake ^^ this is also a hc I stole from tick-tock, but hey it's sweet (literally) and I like it - He still gets donuts from GoNuts tho since they make them WAY better than he can - Always makes his eggs scrambled because regular eggs feel weird to him - Prior to Deadly Smiles, he didn't take the cult seriously. That changed real fast when they came back to John's house on fire - Gay gay homosexual gay - His favorite donuts are chocolate with sprinkles - Gives great hugs! He's been compared to a walking pillow - He's just a big softie aaaa

Both

- No thoughts, head empty vs many thoughts, head full - The OG sun/moon duo next to the thieves - Jack is the one who catches feelings for John first, and for a while he just. Sits on it not knowing what to do with it - Like he loves John, he knows he does, but he doesn't know if John feels the same way and really doesn't want to make things awkward between them, or worse case scenario outright ruin their friendship - John... whoo boy - Man's just in a big deep pit of denial for the longest time - Literally Jack was John's bi awakening, so John tried his damn hardest to pass off these feelings as anything else - When he finally realized "oh god I'm in love with him", his face went bright red (I'm specifically thinking of that one series of sketches by necr0dancin and I REALLY hope people know what I'm talking about) - Even after that it was still heavy denial because he didn't know if Jack felt the same way, didn't think Jack could love someone like him, AND he still had lingering feelings for Jane, and felt that finding someone new, hell maybe even feeling this way at all, was betraying her - So yeah John had a lot of roadblocks in comparison kjdfnkjf - Eventually Jack, with some spurring from Patty (and maybe Captain and Shotgun) does manage to confess. John doesn't know how to feel but god it's a weight off his shoulders knowing Jack feels that way about him too - Jack meanwhile is so damn happy it's reciprocated! He didn't fuck things up!! Now maybe they can kiss!!! - It's clumsy and messy as all get out, but they're partners now, in work and in love - Uhhh okay now that my full-ass setup is out of the way let's get to the cute stuff - Stress + overworking + his house burning down = that sickness John caught absolutely WRECKS him, he's tired and feels like shit for at least a week. Cue Jack taking care of him, all the while teasing him because he told him that coffee mug was gonna get him sick - Literally there is so much potential in John and Judy staying at Jack's house after theirs burns down oh my god - They're both surprising horror movie buffs: John's favorite movie is Nightmare on Elm Street, Jack's is Friday the 13th. Freddy vs. Jason is a guilty pleasure for them both - Sometimes Jack will lay his chin on John's hair. It's very soft - If he's okay with it Jack will also run his fingers through John's hair - The ways they show affection is just. So small but so meaningful. - Jack keeps a couple cigarettes on him even though he doesn't smoke and doesn't really like John smoking, just in case John runs out - John listens intently whenever Jack goes on a tangent, and it's one of the few things he's able to fully focus on next to work and his kid - Enjoying each other in silence, the only sounds being the white noise of a heater or TV - The damn SIZE DIFFERENCE with these two when they hug and cuddle my word - They're both forgetful as all hell - fittingly, Jack remembers what John doesn't and vice versa - They're both absolutely the type of person to walk into a room and immediately go "what did I come in here for again?" tho, sometimes at the same time - I want them to be soft and in love so bad

Uhhhh okay that's all I can think of atm and I feel I've left this ask sit for a bit too long so. Here you go, enjoy and thanks again for letting me talk about these guys <3

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A TND Fanfic: Operation: DELIVERY…_

by Maki and Bug

an Fanfic story au inspired by her TND au

Operation: DELIVERY…_

Deliciously

Excellent

Licorice

Included

Candy

Ingredients

On

Upcoming

Shipping

**DELICIOUS- In Sector V…-

Chapter 1: A Sweet Treat Trip In Abigail aka Numbah 5's bedroom in HQ Numbah 5 was talking to one of her friends and her sweet treats Candy club her friend was telling her about something extraordinary while on a trip in Europe " I'm telling ya Numbah 5 it was the most delicious Lollipop I ever had and the chocolate caramel melts in your mouth the moment it hits your tongue made me feel guilty of eating them every time because how beautiful they were it was just too cute to eat!" Abby nodded in wonder “And where did ya gain those candies?” She inquired. Her friend on the other line caught her breath from the excitement " Well from what I remembered it's located in a village called Dewberry Moore can't remember the name of the shop but I remember it having a sign hanging a teacup full of sweets and flowers it's at the end of the village by a forest." Explaining as Abby took down notes “Dewberry Moore. Shop with a sign; teacup. Full of sweets and flowers. By a forest…. Got it.” Once you got the directions and coordinates it was then that Numbah 2 and 3 came in and see what Numbah 5 was up to and if she wanted to come hang out with them at the arcade. “Heyyyy, Abby. Up for the arcade?” Hoagie, AKA Numbuh 2 came and asked. "Sorry, y'all Numbah 5 is gonna pass that as I'm going on a little trip to Europe I heard about this new candy Shoppe from one of my friends from the club and they say it's nothing like any kind of candy they ever tasted and I'm curious to find out." She replied with a grin “Oh! Additional task~!” Kuki, AKA. Numbuh 3, giggled. Abigail giggled "Hey y'all wanna come? It's a rare opportunity to try this kind of candy what's say?" Abigail giggles "Hey y'all wanna come? It's a rare opportunity to try this kind of candy whatta say?" And indeed it was an opportunity Hoagie and Kuki wouldn't want to miss. “We’re in~!” Hoagie grinned. "YAY let's get some Candy~!" Cheered Kuki, In a matter of 30 minutes they were packed and set in the nearest ship taking off to the unique candy store's location “To estimate, we could get there in…. 30 minutes with high speed.” Hoagie spoke Abby grinned "Alright Hoagie prepare to take off at high Speed!" As the three of them buckled up safety first! As Numbah 2 gave her thumbs up “To passengers~ Fasten your seatbelt, please~ we will be departing any second~” Kuki giggled as she helped in launching. As Hoagie set the countdown "departing for high speed in 5..4..3..2..1..TAKE OFF!!!!!!"

He started to launch as their light took off. Heading towards an adventure full of sweets and magic! "so what's the name of this village Numbah?" Kuki asked as they checked the map "So what's the name of this village Numbah 5?" Kuki asked as they checked the map. "We shouldn't be long it's supposed to be in a place called Dewberry Moore." “Where do we land?” Hoagie asked. Looking down out the window "according to my calculations right about now! And look there's a place we can land to hide the ship." Pointing Hoagie to the direction it was a bit from said village but it would keep their ride out of sight “Right on.” Hoagie nodded. Landing safely and gently parking the ship into the area the trio got out setting the ship into camouflage mode Abby, Hoagie, and Kuki made their way into the entrance of the village a big sign reading 'Welcome to Dewberry Moore the sweetest town to be.' as townsfolk and tourist went about their day working or sightseeing the town's buildings set and beautiful German, Swedish, French and Dutch design in beautiful colors and scenery. “Wow~” Kuki’s eyes sparkled. There were even a few shops from other places Korea, Italy and Ecuador! With all different kinds of good smells coming from the shops, there was one smell Abby was looking for and that was the smell of sweet ole sugar. Abby looked around, detecting any sign of the scent. "Let’s see at the end of the village with a teacup candy flower sign." She whispered when suddenly her nose hit the scent of chocolate and sugar making her eyes lit up waving towards Hoagie and Kuki to follow her "Come on I believe it's this way!" And began walking towards the direction where the savory scent was coming from Hoagie and Kuki proceeded to follow Abby. They walked in a hurry pace being cautious not to bump into any people as they made their way towards the end of the village Abby was at a speed walking rate as Hoagie and Kuki huffed and puffed a little bit to catch up knowing Numbah 5's speed and determination when it comes to candy "Hey Abby wait for us!" Hoagie called out, and Abby then stopped as soon as she spotted the house.

As Hoagie and Kuki did the same OMG it was like seeing a doll's house it had a soft pink color with a white accent that looked like lace and gray stone covered in ivy with soft moss, wisteria and honeysuckle and star jasmines and in indeed on a iron basket hanger a sign the form of a teacup filled with delicious candies and flowers all painted porcelain with pink and periwinkle accents the letter on the front saying Little Lullaby Sweets and inside it's window they could see little treasures waiting inside. "So pretty~!" Kuki smiled widely, admiring the house. “I think it's even more pretty inside Numbah 3 come on y'all's candies awaiting!" Abby cheered as the three of them walked in once they stepped into that door their eyes shined and mouths gasped open in amazement "WOW!" It was really like a fairy-tale!

For inside some of the things in there looked like a vintage candy shoppe the walls were painted light blue and pink stripes with lilacs and little roses with butterfly patterns as the smell of sugary maple syrup, milk and honey, cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger spices, berries of all kinds , vanilla, almond , pecans fresh baked pastries and especially the sweet delicious smell of chocolate hint their noses making their mouths water as they looked around inside cute baskets and jars filled with all different kinds of sweets some they recognized some they didn't even know existed in all shapes and colors from French candy cremes , maples leafs , candy drops from Lemon, Lime, Key lime pie, pineapple,pink pineapple, one called snowdrops that looked the flowers, candy sticks , lollipops , jawbreakers, jujubes, gummies that looked like berries, bonbons, fudge in beautiful colors and design one that looked like honeycomb and selection called fairy tale princesses all themed and colored like any fairy tale princess you can imagine from Cinderella Silver Bluebell glass slipper, Beauty Belle's red rose, Snow white gooseberry pie , Sleeping beauty's pink and butter cream blue magic , Little mermaid sea salt cream, princess and the frog creole cream cheese water lilies, and more so much more , sparkling rock candy some in the form of geodes , lollipops like fairy wings, sunny sunflowers, lilacs, daisies , bluebonnets, lilies, carnations, peonies, daffodils and buttercup cookie cups, ginger snaps and all beautiful designs, tea cookies, macaroons , cupcakes and muffins , baby pies ,bubble gum one called star gum that when you chew and blow a bubble it looks like a million tiny sparkling stars making it look like a Galaxy and when it pops the sparkles and stars spread making it all glittery and sparkly around you , there was even a special selection of candies with non peanut or nuts in it along with others that are made special for people who can't have sweets very much , there was even a vintage popcorn stand in Kuki's delight(popcorn being her favorite snack) what's popping away all different kinds of colored popcorn and it turned out that there was a little typewriter attached to it and that if you wanted a certain flavored popcorn you just needed to type it and it magically pop for you they don't know how it works but it's really fun to use and Numbah 3 knew exactly what kind of theme popcorn she wanted 'Rainbow Monkeys!' of course and when she typed it all of a sudden it started popping rainbow colored popcorn while her and Hoagie were picking out their treats along some for their friends and family Numbah 5 was making a special box of chocolates of all different kinds from Pink rosebuds , pearls , gemstones diamonds, and ladybug theme chocolates, dango, mochi, fancy marshmallows, candied fruit that looks like fruit , some unicorn candy sticks, silly braided licorice, jumping jelly beans, rainbow ribbons and queen of hearts tarts, chewy peanut butter circus peanuts, cherry bonbons looks like real cherries and last but not least she was looking for the main prize the Rosie pops her friend told her about and she looked around spotted her target "Oh Numbah 5 been waitin for you."

She whispered excitedly and she made her way across the store there they were in a beautiful crystal vase stacked like a real bouquet of roses were the Rosie pops except to her bit of confusion they were in a glass case at the little luck on it " huh this must be really good and special to be put in a case guess Numbah 5 gonna have to look for the owner." In the meantime she went back to check on Hoagie and Kuki “Hey, Abby~! So, how’s the inside?” Hoagie asked. "y'all there's so much to see it's hard to decide plus I found those Rosie pops and oh man oh man they look so beautiful and sweet we'll have to get some but it's in a glass case so I have to look for the owner to ask for some." Pointing the direction in the case it seems that the Sun rays shone through the window at the right moment as they hit the glass container containing the beautiful candied roses sparkling and shining like rubies and emeralds, Hoagie and Kuki let out a whistle impressed “Oooohh…” Hoagie blinked in disbelief. "ooooooohhh they're so pretty!" Kuki awed, indeed but where was the owner so Abby decided to ask someone. Looking around she spotted a woman close by “Must be the owner…” Abby wondered.

Walking up to her Abby cleared her throat to get her attention "Umm excuses Miss do you happen to be the owner here?" They turned to her surprised but smiled "Oh hello dear I'm sorry to say I'm not the owner of this place is Mr.Honeysuckle he's in the back right now finishing up wrapping an order for me but he shouldn't be long I see your interest in his rose lollies huh? They're one of the sweet house jewels of this place." She replied with a bright smile “Ahh… oh! I’m Abigail Lincoln.” Abby added, holding out her hand as the woman shook her hand in response. "Oh I am Madame Carlotta owner of Fleur De Lis Boutique across the lan, I come here once a month to collect some génial bonbons and le chocolat si magnifique!" Blowing a kiss with dramatic flair the woman reminded Abby of her momma even looked like her except had turquoise eyes and dressed like a sweet Cruella DeVil. "Ohhh." Then, Abby heard the voice of a young man. "Carlotta, Carlotta your package ready dearie." Came a male but soft feminine voice Abby Hoagie and Kuki turned to see a lady. Holding three vintage design-like boxes wrapped in pretty pink blue and white ribbons tied neatly in a bow the ladylike person holding them was actually Mr.Honeysuckle noticing the name tag on his apron, he looked to be almost her brother's age with skin creamy pale as milk, rosy cheeks like pink cotton candy with heart-shaped lips that looked like they were kissed by a plump cherry, big eyes full of sparkle and curious but the color they were like a minty green and specks of cerulean and red?

The hair caught their eyes too it was like a honey buttercream curled with bangs that twisted almost like roses or maybe cinnamon rolls and by telling by his aura he looked to be full of sweetness and kindness. "I had them very carefully wrapped for you just how you like them, Carlotta." He said with a soft smile handing them to the woman "Aww Ren you're such a darling now shall I pay you." They went to the cash register as the TND stared in surprise Kuki broke the silence "Wowie did you see Mr.Honeysuckle he looks like a princess!" She chirped excitedly as Abby waited to talk to Mr.Honeysuckle Hoagie saw some people buying some kind of soda that whenever you took a sip would change into your favorite color called Rainbow Root Beer "Hey Tommy would love those be right back!" And he rushed to grab a case for his little brother, Kuki a cotton candy in the form rainbow and other cute animals along with dragon and mermaid candy scales "Ooohh Mushi would love those be right back Numbah 5 la la la la la la~" skipping along to fetch the treats for her sister. Abby glanced around and paused to see several types of candy her other teammates and her family would love. “Numbuh 1 would love to have these with his new lady friend from Dimmsdale.” She smiled. They were pink chocolate roses with little dewdrops candy drops that sparkled liked diamonds and cherry blossoms, perfect for giving your sweetheart it said with a little vintage heart card and oh man hehe she knew Nigel was really sweet for Timmy whenever she came to visit “Hehehe, hope Numbuh 1 won’t get all shook.” Abby giggled a little. Getting a bouquet she turned just in time to see Miss Charlotta paying Mr.Honeysuckle " Fabulous Ren just fabulous well I'm off now back to the boutique see you next time cheerio, cheerio darling!" She blew a kiss and walked out the door when Mr. Honeysuckle walked up to come help her " All right then Ren Honeysuckle at your service how may I help you miss..? Asking Numbah 5 with a warm smile. Snapped from the thought, Abby cleaned her throat as she introduced herself, remembering the purpose. "Oh Yes I like to buy some of your Rosie pops please," giving a motion with his index finger for her to follow him “Of course dearie right this way~" reaching into his blouse he pulled a key attached to a necklace he was wearing from it "And how many of my roses would you like sweetie? He politely asked getting a lilac ribbon to tie them with. Taken back by amounts, Abby thought over the amount she needed. But to be cautious, since its existence can grab unwanted attention from competitive sweets owners. " I'd like 7 please (5 for her and friends and 2 for her parents ) in two separate boxes please ones for my family." With a nod Mr.Honeysuckle with a delicate handpicked the amount Abby wanted carefully holding them together in an elegant bouquet "Please follow me to the front and I will have you and your friend's treats boxed and wrapped up for you." He said leading Abby to the cashier where a table carefully placed the roses in a beautiful white box with pink ribbons on it and proceeded to wrap the goodies Abby picked out all wrapped up like a birthday gift. "Here you go dear I hope the wrapping is to your liking?" “Thanks~!” Abby then noticed a framed picture of Mr. Honeysuckle and Big Dad. “Sir, do you know this person?” She asked. Mr.Honeysuckle lightly blushed at the photo his pink cotton candy cheeks becoming a Dusty Rose "Yes sorta I was at a sweet convention once three years ago to produce some new Valentine's Day chocolates I made it turned out there was a meet and greet with Mr. Lilac Charlton, I admired some of his work and wanted to say hello but I never got the chance to fully meet him as everyone was there to greet him and take a photo."

Suddenly it seemed Honeysuckle got a little shy "with everyone desperately wanting to meet him " I didn't want to be a bother with people waiting so the only thing I asked was a quick photo after that I was left on my way." Abby scored she thought he heard a little sadness in his voice but it suddenly went away as Honeysuckle's eyes lit up to his happy Sweet self " the deep blushing of his cheek fading "Oh well enough of that dilly dally here comes your friends." Pointed as Hoagie and Kuki came with their chosen sweets ready to check out, as he proceeded to wrap their treats in beautiful boxes and ribbons Numbah 5 had something on her mind as they paid they're sweets they wished Mr.Honeysuckle goodbye " Cheery-bye sweeties feel free to come again have a lovely day and enjoy your sweets!" He declared happily waving them off as the trio headed out the door ‘Oh, it seems Mr. Honeysuckle has feelings for the Big Dad…’ Abby mused in her thought. Who wouldn't admire the man who was famous for making candy and sweets of all kinds and pretty handsome she admits.

Kuki and Hoagie saw Abby. Waved to her. "Whoa, I never knew these places could have candy like this and so cheap too!" Hoagie smiles popping a lollipop in his mouth “And all candies look so pretty~!” Kuki giggled. "Man, it's like this place can rival Lollies Sweet Factory's run for their own money!" “Well, turns out Big Dad and Mr. Honeysuckle are close.” Abby shrugged. Hoagie and Kuki were surprised by it “Whoa I didn't know that, that's cool!" He replied though Abby frowned a bit "Yeah but I couldn't help but see some sadness in his eyes he mentioned he never got to fully meet him as he thought he'd be a bother and didn't want to disturb Big Dad and his fans who really wanted to see him so he just went with only a picture he got, man Mr.Honey looks like a very nice person~." She said until Kuki chimed in "Yeah plus he looks like a princess with his pretty hair color and outfit all pink and periwinkle and violet..~" before Numbah 3 could finish the sound of thunder hit the sky as heavy rain began pouring down like buckets "Oh no our Candy's gonna get soaked!" Hoagie cried the ship was still far off from the town by the time they got there they'd be drenched to the bone! "Ooohh back to the candy shop!"

Number 3 urged as they began to hit them by then everyone had gone home for the evening and The Lullaby Sweets was still open “Well, we gotta stay still until the rain stops…” Abby looked at the sky. Holding tight to their sweets they made it back to the shop already getting wet and cold from the rain by the time they opened the door to the shop it was raining like cats and dogs "Buuurrrr it's so cold." Numbah 3 shivered “That's April showers for ya” Hoagie commented as Numbah 5 looked around for Mr.Honeysuckle who she found just in time sweeping up the shop and putting some things away “Oh, figured you would come back,” Mr. Honeysuckle smiled, “You three may stay until the rain stops.”

The teens smiled and thanked Mr.Honeysuckle for it as it continued to rain heavily an hour passed it rained, then it was two then three yet still it rained heavily by then Mr.Honeysuckle was dusting and mopping the floor and out of boredom of having to wait for the rain Kuki offered to help Mr.Honeysuckle with the cleaning to which at first he declined but Numbah 3 insisting with her sweetness he couldn't say no as she helped him with Hoagie and Abby decided to help out too finish cleaning and putting the supplies away making Mr. Honeysuckle feel grateful for all the help from the kind teens "thank you so much for the help you three usually it takes me a bit longer to finish cleaning after lock up." The three gave bashful looks "Oh it was nothing Mr. Honeysuckle we're happy to help out." Hoagie and Kuki agreed "Yeah it's great to have help, especially with working in this place on your own besides time goes by faster and hopefully the rain should be down by now.?" yet as Hoagie said a big boom could be heard outside as the rain and thunder continue to roll in ferociously, it was then they all heard gurgling sounds in the room and when they look down they realized it was all coming from their stomachs oh it looks like all that cleaning made them hungry looking at the clock it was a nearing supper time.

Seeing that they are stuck here longer than they predicted Mr.Honeysuckle decides to do something kind in return for helping him clean "Well it looks like you darlings are still stuck here for a while longer it seems how you three would like to stay for supper if you like?" He asked as he removed his apron and hung its place, the teen's tummies growled again waiting for their answers. “Really~?!” Kuki’s eyes sparkled. “Oh, we’d be thankful~” Hoagie smiled widely. "Wonderful here follow me the backroom leads to my home upstairs." He happily said opening the door to the kitchen leading to where he made his sweets and goodies in the back was another door dark cherry wooden of beautiful design leading upstairs of the home above "This way once we get there I'll put on some tea for us."

“Thank you~” Kuki smiled. Once inside it was like a cute doll's house all warm and cozy there was even a fireplace in the living room already lit bringing a warm glow to the room "Please make yourselves at home and I will join you shortly" Mr.Honeysuckle called out as he made his way to the kitchen the trio looked around everything looks so cute some of the design looks like it was from German and Swedish interior some of having a little candy or sweet theme to it like a fairy tale. Ever cautious, Abby looked around in case several threats may come to harm Mr. Honeysuckle or ransack his shop. In the meantime' Kuki and Hoagie made themselves comfortable on the couches enjoying how soft and fluffy they were "It's like sitting on a marshmallow." Kuki cooed enjoying and hugging the soft fluffy pillows as Hoagie warmed himself by the fire enjoying the sweet smell of the burning wood “This place is real paradise…” Hoagie remarked, in the chef’s kiss gesture. Soon Mr. Honeysuckle came with a tea tray filled with hot steaming tea with creamer and a small bowl of sugar and a honey jar with lemon wedges on the side "I wasn’t sure if you three took your tea with milk or lemon so I thought I'd bring a little each and supper should be ready in 30 minutes so here warm yourselves up." Putting the tray on a coffee table between them teens politely took their tea cups the steam floating in the air like a beautiful mist as they added milk/lemon and took a sip they were surprised by all the tea almost tasted like their favorite flavors “So sweet~!” Kuki squealed.

"I'm feeling warmed up already~!" Hoagie grinned taking another sip enjoying how it relaxed him, both sighed in satisfaction. It wasn't long until Mr.Honeysuckle brought two other trays in his hands one containing bowls and spoons with napkins and the other a small cauldron pot and load of bread "Hope you three like pumpkin cream soup and rosemary focaccia with olive oil?" Balancing the two trays with grace on the table opening the lead to reveal hot steaming soup small bubbles popping from it like a witch's brew scooped the soup with its ladle pouring a hearty amount into each bowl slicing a piece of bread for dipping as he hands them their meal before serving his own "bon appetite~."

He declared sitting in a rocking chair across the teens "Oh, thank you~" Kuki smiled widely the others the same. It was like warm hot hugs filling their bellies and the warm soft crunchiness of the bread made them smile with satisfaction “Aww, I’m glad you enjoyed…~” Mr. Honeysuckle smiled. "And now that we're more acquainted please call me Ren." The three teenagers smiled. The rain continued outside, but less thunderstorms. Getting a pair of yarn and knitting needles Ren began to gently rock back and forth "So my dears who are you if you don't mind me asking? “Well, we are…” Hoagie began as Kuki continued, “We are from Teens Next Door~!” Ren raised a brow in slight confusion " The Teens Next Door..? Pardon me I never heard of something like that before? Is it some kind of kids club or teen band?”

“Ah, well….. it’s like a… community service!” Abby replied quickly, “Helping kids who were having family or school problems, rescuing small animals… and stuff.” Ren seemed to accept that answer "Oh it sounds like a sweet service you three seem to have such good hearts to help those in need." “Yeah. And we even donate sweets to kids who couldn’t provide enough.” Abby added. Ren was amazed "Oh that is truly sweet indeed it truly feels my heart with joy reminds me of my own acts of bringing sweets to those who were unable to enjoy those privileges." "Really? Where did you send the sweets to?" Kuki asked. “I send them to shelters and orphanages all across Europe and the world when I get the chance to bring a little sweetness to someone's life." Ren replied, "Especially to children who went through poverty and hunger in their lives." "Awww~" Kuki smiled. “For I knew how they felt and went through in their lives to experience hunger in the cold." A look in his eyes seemed to drift off in a long-forgotten memory until an unusual sound was heard coming from somewhere in the room what sounded like squeaking..? The three Teens Next Door tilted their head from the sound.

Ren smiled at the sound as he whispered in a sing-song voice "Nibbling, nibbling little mouse, who comes munching in my house~?" Suddenly out came a little gray and white harvest mouse crawling into the room from a small opening of the window, around its neck was a periwinkle ribbon of frilly white lace tied in a little elegant bow its center holding a little pink button no bigger than snowpea "Oh hello Miss Truffle I didn't expect a visit today?" He spoke in a cherry tone as if they were old friends and to the trio's surprise at what they were seeing the little mouse now known as Miss Truffle stood up smiling as if she actually understood showing that she was wearing a cute little white apron similar to Mr.Honeysuckle's using to dry some of her wet fur as if she had just gotten out of the rain outside with her little pink paws as she goes up to the fireplace to warm herself. Suddenly a hamster poked out of Hoagie’s jacket pocket and tilted its head as well. It was Joaquin! Who watched curious as Miss Truffle warmed and dried herself off by the fire her fur becoming fluffy by its warmth her warm brown eyes shined like soft sweet melted chocolate from its firelight noticing the hamster coming from Hoagie's pocket she waved a cute little pink paw in greeting, Joaquin the hamster cheerfully waved its small paw in return. Suddenly Miss Truffle gave a little sneeze and she pulled out an actual little handkerchief from her apron tapping her little nose with it to settle down her little sniffle as Ren and Kuki giggled at the cute site "Oh gesundheit." He cooed as he continued to knit with his yarn Joaquin the hamster jumped off of Hoagie to crawl over to Truffle by the fireplace as the little mouse blew into her handkerchief Kuki thought it was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

“Aww…” she silently gushed. Abby meanwhile was thinking over what Mr.Honey..Ren said that the rhyme sounded familiar somewhere she heard before but where? She pondered over it but was unable to remember clearly she'd have to research it later. The time they continue to talk with Ren getting to know the kind candy maker but he is a kind gentle person who can bring warm comfort to any place or anyone wanting to see the good in others he also was a lover of books holding a little library within his home holding all different kinds of stories from fairy tales to fiction nonfiction the selection was so fascinating you couldn't help but want to read one and was one who loved to cook as well along having a love for making candy and sweet he has a curiosity of wanting to cook interesting meals with his ingredients that he gets from his garden and being creative in his work. Abby looked through books, articles and such. Then, she noticed articles about Lollies Land ‘The land of Big Dad’s Candy paradise…’ Abby mused. It looked old and a little worn out children's book but it looked like it was read with care. full of curiosity, Reading through it was full of rhymes and little tales of the 'fictional' Lollies Land. What got her attention was the illustration of Big Dad. It looked like him in person but with some older fashion clothing Abby then read over the page. As she looked through it she suddenly heard something she noticed Mr. Honeysuckle softy begin humming a lullaby to himself as he knitted watching as Kuki and Hoagie cooed over Truffle and Joaquin talked to each other in their animal language as Ren's hummed tune turned to words.

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

the lullaby felt soothing bringing warmth and comfort around the teens as it was slowly making them sleepy "🎶Oh glorious golden sun

Your song of light you bring

And when we turn away

Your silver sister moon does sing

Then once again we face

Your glory and your grace And those who sleep still take?🎶"

As she read through the page reading what it said And one page shows a little boy holding hands with Big Dad in Lollies Land

The child reminded her of a certain pirate

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear

Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

Abby could remember the time Stickybeard told her how he met Big Dad when he was a little boy and offered him some chocolate as a act of kindness when he was at the highest of in poverty and hopes one day to find the island to return the kindness brought him as a child. Everyone who met Big Dad would talk of him highly and reason some want to find that bad in the in search of his island but never did.

"🎶You send your beams to earth

Giving flowers their birth

And looking to the sky

They see your diamond eye

Livening sap and cell

They love you very well

And answering the first light’s ring🎶"

As Abby thought of this unknown to her Kuki and Hoagie that Ren's soft lullaby was slowly putting them to sleep in the warm cozy environment they were in it was if the long days and sometimes stress of work in the TND were leaving their bodies and letting their minds relax for the first in a long time as Abby felt eyes begin to feel heavy from sleepiness

"🎶Sleepers awaken

The night has gone and taken

Your darkest fears and left you here

And the sun it shines so clear

And the sun it shines so clear

Awake for the world looks wonderful🎶"

Abby listened, quietly smiling. The humming and softening of the lullaby continued as the glowing warmth of the fireplace surrounded them and little by little the trio slowly began fall asleep having been embraced by the comforts of feelings of home until Abigail was the last one to fall asleep listening to the soothing lullaby sending them off to Dreamland.

end of chapter 1

what will happen when the Teens wake up? what delicious meal will Ren Honeysuckle make next and is there more to his past then we think? and are Truffles and Joaquin becoming sudden sweethearts?

the lullaby Ren sings is Sleepers Awaken by Jackie Oates https://youtu.be/T1fxRM06LIs?si=MCCOzlMj9_B95A1Z

credit to the lovely and amazing https://jknerd.tumblr.com/ of her amazing TND au https://www.tumblr.com/teensnextdoorau

[rastronomicals]

4:34 PM EST November 9, 2023:

The Lollipop Shoppe - "You Must Be A Witch" From the album   Nuggets - Original Artyfacts From The First Psychedelic Era,     1965-1968, Volume 3 (1998)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

File under:    Original Psychedelic Artyfacts, what else?

[originalharmonysalad]

The Sacred Cows - Kill, Kill, Kill (1968)

In this episode of "Get Smart" Max and 99 face the most groovy Kaos agent ever. The Groovy Guru is taking over the all the teenagers with his radio show and music which causes them to be in his control. 

Larry Storch plays the Groovy Guru.

The Sacred Cows were session musicians Jerry Scheff (bass) John Greek (guitar) & Ben Benay (guitar) They played the band and recorded the music. John Greek also recorded with real band The Beautiful Daze; played guitar on The Seeds’ 45 ‘Wind Blows Your Hair’ and played on four cuts on the Uni Lollipop Shoppe LP.

[musickickztoo]

Fred Cole  † November 9, 2017

[dreaminlittlenightmares]

I'm the anon from the kids' grown up job asks. Please tell me more about how they achieve their dream jobs!!

Ah, one of the speedster Anons! Sure thing~This one ended up being very long, so everyone is under the cut!

For context, the kids' dream jobs can be found Here (for Mains and Some Others) and There (for the Rest, mainly LN1 Comic)!

The Kids

Six (the Bad Guy): Assuming that she's still alive, she always wanted to be a villain. She doesn't know that entails, but she wanted to commit crimes and get away with it. It's surprisingly lucrative, and she's has yet to be caught!

the Runaway Kid (Librarian or Book Shoppe Owner): He just really likes books, and a library is peaceful and quiet. He gets a job on the Maw, being the personal librarian to the Lady. It's not want he expected, but he has access to books about dark magic and stuff, and that's cool Mono (Traveler/Adventurer): Assuming that he doesn't end up being the next Broadcaster, Mono just wants to travel the world. It's fun and dangerous, but mostly fun! He likes exploring ruins more than cities and villages the Raincoat Girl (Meteorologist): Always had a fascination with the weather and wanted to purse a career in it. After she leaves the Nest (finally), she gets a job as at the weather station and tracks dangerous storms. Can tell you when it'll rain just by looking at certain clouds the Pretender (CEO of a Toy Company): Loves toys and power, so CEO is the way to go. Surprisingly does an extremely good job, even with her selfish decisions. Has the top toy company in the world

the Spoon Girl (Dentist): One of the few kids that liked going to the dentist, and that’s what made her want to become one. She ends up specializing in pediatric dentistry, making sure her child patients are comfortable. Will harp on you to floss! the Lollipop Kid (Professional Wrestler): Since he was bullied often, he wanted to be a wrestler to defend himself. He ends up becoming a long time heavy weight champion, but has the ridiculous stage name of “Sugar Plum” the Ghost Kid (Paranormal Investigator): Just really likes ghosts, and is fascinated by them. He ends up teaming up with the Humpback Girl and they make a name for the selves. They’re the pair you call if something strange is happening in your neighborhood the Toddler (a Wolf): Didn’t exactly become a wolf, but ends up becoming an animal researcher, specifically for wolves. He had more of a feral upbringing, so he gets animal behaviors easily. The wolf pack he’s watching sort of adopted him into their pack, too

the Green Boy (Storyteller): Always enjoy stories, whether they’re written down or spoken. He ends up becoming a traveling story teller, becoming quite famous in the process. He’s tried writing down his stories, but he always forgets them when he’s done the Refugee Boy (Super hero): Another person that didn’t exactly become what he wanted, but close enough. Refugee Boy ends up becoming some sort of vigilante against criminals. He stops crime before it happens or it gets out of hand; and no, he doesn’t have a cool name or suit the Refugee Boy’s Sister (Hair stylist): Has always been good at styling hair and geeked out when she learned that could be a career. She runs a hair salon where she’s usually sought out for braiding styles. Her favorites to do are French Braids and Milkmaid the Long Haired Girl (Fortune Teller): Has always claimed to be connected to the universe and has psychic powers, so that’s why she wanted to be a fortune teller. Whether she has these gifts or not is up for debate, but she likes giving tarot card or tea readings. Some of her readings are weirdly accurate... the Humpback Girl (Ghost Buster): She feels like she has an obligation to protect people from the supernatural. She teams up with the Ghost Kid because he likes checking out haunted places. If something checks out to be too dangerous, she deals with it the Mummy Kid (Horror actor): Always wanted to be a movie star, specifically for horror movies. He usually plays the monster/villain roles and has made a following out of it. When he’s not shooting a movie, he’s still hanging out with Ghost Kid to get more inspiration to make his monster roles scarier the Tall Boy (Rich): The Tall Boy doesn’t really want a job. He just wants to be filthy rich, and the fastest way he accomplished that was becoming a trophy househusband. He does a good job maintaining his partner’s estate the Forked Boy (Magician): Listen, it was either professional thief or magician. He chose magic because at least he can trick people for money and not get in trouble for it. He does more street magic like David Blaine, and got a large following for it the Strong Boy (MMA Fighter): He has to use his superhuman strength for something, right? He learned how to properly control his power and reigns as an undefeated champion. He’s also a big fan of Lollipop Kid’s matches

the Flash Light Girl (Archeologist): Likes discovering things and was surprised to learn she could do that as a living. She’s the exact opposite of Mono and explores abandoned villages and cities more than ancient ruins. There’s just something appealing studying once thriving civilizations the Bread Boy (Baker): Another child that worked at the Maw, but he helped the Twin Chefs in the kitchens. They soon discovered he has a gift for baking, and he started making all the bake goods for the ship. He prefers making bread over cake and cookies, but enjoys his job the Scarf Kid (Professional Skier): Actually, he didn’t know what he wanted to be as an adult, but ended up getting into skiing. He’s trying to get a place at the Olympics to get a gold medal

[paulisded]

The Ledge #598: Best Reissues, Compilations, etc. of 2023

It's the time of year for everybody to unveil their various lists of the best records of the year, so here is the unveiling of the first part of my lists. This week's show features a countdown of my 20 favorite reissues, box sets, live albums, compilations, and tribute albums of 2023. Look for a similar countdown of my 40 favorite new albums of the year in two weeks.

But that doesn't mean we're ignoring the "52 Weeks of Teenage Kicks" series. Once again, we're opening and closing the show with covers of the classic. The opening version is by Superchunk leader Mac McCaughan, recorded live on May 16, 2015. The closing remake is by a Canadian band called 63 Monroe who released a couple of EP's and singles back in the early 80's.

Like I do every week, however, I must again plead with y'all for more versions of "Teenage Kicks". If you are a musician, or have any contact with artists that could record their own take on the classic, please contact me!

CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD THE SHOW!

1. Mac McCaughan - Teenage Kicks 

2. Replacements - I'm In Trouble

3. Curtiss A - I Don't Want To Be President

4. Embarrassment - Sex Drive

5. Crime - Hot Wire My Heart

6. Sonic Youth - Sugar Kane (Live in Brooklyn, Ny)

7. Iggy & The Stooges - I Got a Right (Outtake from Early Aborted Raw Power Session)

8. The Dream Syndicate - That's What You Always Say

9. Talking Heads - Thank You for Sending Me an Angel (Live) (2023 Remaster)

10. The Who - Pure And Easy (Lifehouse Chronicles / Home Studio Mix)

11. Nick Piunti - Til The End of The Day

12. The Brains / Rezurex - Goo Goo Muck

13. The Exploding Hearts - Modern Kicks (2023 Remaster)

14. The Jesus And Mary Chain - Sometimes Always (feat. Isobel Campbell)

15. The Ramones - I Can't Get You Out Of My Mind

16. Hüsker Dü - Statues

17. The Litter - Action Woman

18. Chocolate Watch Band - Let's Talk About Girls

19. The Lollipop Shoppe - You Must Be A Witch

20. Evil - Whatcha Gonna Do About It

21. Cat Power - Leopard-Skin Pill-Box Hat 

22. Bob Dylan - Not Dark Yet (Version 2)

23. Geoff Palmer - Big Mouth

24. The Feelies - Sweet Jane

25. Superchunk - Learned to Surf

26. The Beatles - Day Tripper (2023 Mix)

27. The Replacements - Left of the Dial (Ed Stasium Mix)

28. The Replacements - Nowhere Is My Home (Alternate Mix)

29. The Replacements - Can't Hardly Wait (Electric Demo) (Alternate Mix)

30. The Replacements - Color Me Impressed (Live at the Cabaret Metro, Chicago, IL, 1/11/86)

31. 63 Monroe - Teenage Kicks