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newfxckorder · 1 year
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Bio James
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Full Name: James Bryant
Nickname: Jay
Reason for nickname: -
Age: Around 45 to 55. Depends on plot.
Face claim: Alexander Skarsgård
Gender: Male.
Place of Birth: London, UK.
Birthday: July 22th.
Currently living in: wherever the plot requires.
Species/Race: Human, vamp or Alpha werewolf usually but depends on thread.
Occupation: Realestate developer.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual.
D/s: Dominant.
Relationship Status: Depends on verse.
Kinks: Rough sex, toys, anal play, DP, oral (Deep-throat), public sex, multiple partners,  bondage, sensory deprivation, age-play, Daddy-kink. (Hardly any kinks off-limit tbh.)
General background:
James is one of Oliver’s best friends and one of the people that keeps the complex everyone lives at stays in tip top shape, even if he doesn't live there himself, not liking the rich lifestyle. He’s a busy man who likes to be in charge of anything and everything he does. Coming from a long line of business developers, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. James never got married simply because he doesn’t have the time for relationships. 
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How it all started.
Oliver was sat in the back of his limo, looking through some papers in his hands. An uncle had sadly passed away and his will was in his hands. He had inherited an apartment complex, according to the paperwork it was old but luxurious and held 12 lavish apartments. “Right here.” He told the driver of the limo, stopping in front of the home of one of his friends. James and Rainy came walking up to the limo and he easily let them in. The three of them went back a long time, all from wealthy families with a taste of the kind side of life.
“Hey bud.” James said as he took a seat. “Hello, gorgeous.” Rainy smiled, pressing a kiss to Oliver’s lips and took her seat next to him, she seemed a little distracted, unable to sit still. “You alright?” Oliver asked her, but James answered. “She’s doing me a favour.” He said while the limo started moving. “I’ve invested in a company that develops sextoys and she’s testing some prototypes for me.”
“What kind of prototypes?” Oliver asked, seeing Rainy squirm a little.
“She’s wearing two plugs. One in her ass, it has a mechanism that makes it lengthen inside and retract so it’s pretty much fucking her rather hard, another is inside her pussy and has an added part that buzzes against her clit. Both have a timer, each will fuck her for one minute and then switches off, then the other fucks her for a minute and then switches off, the extra part vibrates harshly for 30 seconds every 30 seconds. Keeps her on the edge. Now tell us about the building?” James mused like it was the most normal thing.
Rainy could feel Oliver’s arm around her as the vibrating began again, taking her to the edge again, a moan escaping but then it stopped again while the fucking she felt inside continued. The toys were frustrating. Oliver told them all he knew about the building and they were definitely interested in seeing it. Soon enough they arrived and Oliver helped Rainy out of the car who was shaky on her high heels.
“Wow.” James mused as he looked around, the building was huge, a little outdated but it definitely showed potential. “So much potential, we should fix it up though.” He said as he looked around the area, perfectly right outside the city, a lot of ground around it including the surrounding forest and no one to bug them out here. “It’s so beautiful.” Rainy said in a hoarse tone, between breaths. “Jamesss, can I just cum please?” She begged which wasn’t the first time. “Not yet.” Oliver grabbed his keys and unlocked the main entrance so they could all get inside. The furniture was mostly still covered by sheets, everything was dusty but in good condition.
“Nothing a good cleaning can’t fix.” He said, walking through the large hallway into what seemed to be a common are and tv sitting. Rainy took a seat while the men went on a little tour, resisting the urge to just help herself. “Rainy, come look what’s down here!” She heard Oliver’s voice, trying to follow it and it lead her to a door in the hallway, there were stairs that went down. “Holy sh… what is all this.” James grinned when Rainy spoke. “I thought it would be just a basement but this is gigantic and look at all this stuff, it’s like medieval or something.” Various old torture devices were places, cabinets filled with whips, canes and other objects, a few tables were around. “Look, this was used to spread someone out fully.” Oliver said as he pointed at one of the tables.
“Your uncle was a kinky motherfucker.” James said with a chuckle, looking at a table that was small and looked like a workbench. “Rainy come here.” James said, Rainy walked over, or more like stumbled to him. “Bend over this one.” He said firmly, taking her blazer off her and her bra down to free her tits. “Fine.” Rainy grunted, bending over the table, her tits hanging between two wooden boards. “Let’s see if this still works.” James mused, twisting the large screws on the sides to make the boards move closer together, Rainy’s tits getting stuck between them, rendering her unable to get up again. “Ow, not so tight, James, come on.” She hissed as it hurt yet he twisted the screws once more before taking them off so she couldn’t reach to unscrew them.
“Beautiful.” James said. “Let’s see what else is here as he heard Rainy moan, the toys still doing their job while she tried to push herself up but there was no way she could get her tits free. James noticed there were leather straps in some places, one of each sides for her wrists so he used them to tie her down. “Spread your legs.” He said, which had Rainy hoping he’d take the toys out but instead he strapped her ankles apart to the legs of the table. James pulled open a drawer. “This guy had everything.” James said, taking out a set of clamps from the drawer, Oliver just chuckled, he knew it ran in his family. “Oh I know.” He said, feeling his cock Harden to the sight of Rainy in distress. James attached the clamps to Rainy’s nipples. “Fuck… James, it’s enough.” She whimpered as he attached some weights he had found to them, the clamps puling nicely at the nipples that way.
Oliver moved to stand in front of the tale, looking at Rainy as he took his thick cock out of his pants, taking hold of her hair with his hand. He didn’t have to say anything, Riny knew very well what he wanted and opened her mouth to let him in. “Always such a good girl.” Oliver mused as he fucked her mouth slowly, pushing in a little deeper each time. Rainy kept her eyes up at him while he used her mouth and throat, gagging a bit as her body convulsed every now and then but she knew he liked that. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” Oliver said , seeing her nod with his cock in her throat.
He pulled out. “Time to make you cum.” Rainy only moaned in response, James switched off the device in her ass, yet made sure the other one was still stuck in her pussy. Oliver didn’t hesitate and pushed his cock right into her ass. “Fuck! Yes, please fuck me.” Rainy cried out while Oliver instantly started to pound into her ass, seeing James appear infant of her, opening her mouth so he could fuck her mouth and throat now. Rainy was seeing stars as her first orgasm took hold of her body. The many ways in which she’d be fucked today were countless, being their guinea pig for the new home.
This would be their new home and home to the ones who would rent a place here, in exchange for the use of their body or whatever else the three friends needed. Life was now truly beginning.
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''The Lament for Icarus'' by Herbert James Draper (1898)
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smytherines · 3 months
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Tin Can Bros tinlightenment streams are such a wild place because where else are you going to badger Gabe Greenspan into digging a hole and then pressure Joey Richter to do a sandwich trick in said hole? Where else are you going to hear James Tolbert explain what poppers are?
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Literally every time it's a wild ride. Yesterday we got to hear Ali Gordon and Angela Parrish sing a very Dolly Parton-esque song called My Ass in Bio. It changed my life. Truly a zeitgeist moment.
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savvylittlecoxswain · 2 months
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Characters Bios for The Boys in the Boat
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~interaction loosely based on a real event between my cousins and their mom~
Kiri, from the couch next to Jake: If you don't hand over the popcorn, I'm telling Dad.
Lo'ak, standing up and withholding popcorn: HA, jokes on you, I'm not afraid of Dad.
Jake: Ow.
Kiri, snuggling into Jake: It's okay Dad, I'm afraid of you.
Jake: Wow, thanks, babygirl.
Lo’ak, watching them: .... scooch over, I wanna cuddle with my dad.
Kiri: NO, I'm cuddling my dad! Get your own dad!
Neteyam, from the other couch: That whole conversation gave me whiplash.
Spider, next to him: I actually think I'm having a stroke.
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ready-represent-bring · 21 hours
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frobby · 8 months
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young albert james moriarty: i love my new brothers so much. if they asked me to kill my entire family except for them I would
*a few months later*
young albert james moriarty: *in front of the burning moriarty estate* hey guys you'll never guess what happned
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ladyyystark · 3 months
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Im in need of this biodad fic where Peter feels replaced by Morgan. I dont care about Peter being the self-sacrificing idiot who likes kids and loved Morgan since the first time he saw her. I want him feeling betrayed, forgotten, unuseful, REPLACED. I want him feeling like he doesnt belong anymore to his family bc Morgan is there and it was so easy to forget him and build a new life while he was dead. I want him to be a dramatic and scared 16-year-old teenage boy who just woke up to lose all the life he knew. Let him be selfish for once for fucks sake.
+ points if Peter doesnt want anything to do with Morgan but Morgan was raised idolizing Peter and is so excited bc my brother is finally home! Now we can play together and he can make me fly like daddy showed me in the videos. Peter wants his old life back and Morgan cant wait to start living with Peter, so we have a teenager running away from a toddler but in the end, it gets better.
Im this close 🤏 to write it myself but too drunk to do it rn
or if anyone knows something like this or is writing it I will give you a donut if you share it with me 🍩
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aimbuddylist · 21 days
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reference for Prime Time
chapter 2 is up on ao3
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soulsforscrapbooks · 2 years
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I think Quincey gets removed from adaptations so much is because movie producers seem to think of Victorian England and the Wild West as separate genres rather than actual concurrent time periods, and that audiences might not be as immersed in a gothic Victorian horror story if they knew cowboys were existing at the same time across the Atlantic. But they were!: Bram Stoker and famous western lawman Wyatt Earp were born one year apart.
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nayoungs-archive · 2 months
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✟ ˚ 。⋆ ๋࣭ and i swear . . . ( +📜 )
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𓇼࣪࣪ ⁺ ๋࣭⭑ i'm only cyptic and machiavellian cause i care 𓂃 ࣪˖
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