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candied-heartss · 9 months

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Okay so I've been thinking about this for a while and I just can't seem to write it myself so I was wondering if you could write a fic where Klitz and the Reader have been dating for a while like she went to Yale with him and stuff. And they have like super passionate sex like all the time, so at a party that you guys to he introduces you too a couple of his friends and they all start hitting on you and he gets like super pissed so he pulls you to the side like into a bathroom or something and he makes sure that everyone knows your his by giving you a bunch of hickies and marks and stuff. And then you accidentally call him daddy (yk cuz hes being so protective or something) it startles him but also turns him on more. 💀💀 sorry it's a lot but I really like this idea.

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄

(ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢ!ᵏˡⁱᵗᶻ ˣ ᵍⁿ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗓 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ (𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜), 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗮𝗽 𝗶𝘁, 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲!), 𝗱𝗮𝗰𝗿𝘆𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮, 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗵𝗼𝗹, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆, 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗸𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗸𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿???

You didn't even know how you ended up in a situation such as this. Never in a million years did you think that you'd currently be getting your brains fucked out by your boyfriend in front of a mirror while in the cramped bathroom of someone's house at a party, but yet, here you were.

"Open wide, baby." you heard the nearly sinful words being whispered into your ear. Klitz's long fingers pressed themselves against your lips, parting them so that he could easily slip inside the warm, wetness of your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and nearly making you gag from the pressure, the rhythm, and the speed of his thrusts never changing.

You whimpered, but to little effect, on account that your mouth was full of his fingers, the tips nearly hitting the back of your throat while his cock hit nearly every right spot inside of you, due to the angle he had bent you at. You looked up at the mirror again and knew for certain that your makeup was ruined.

"Fuck... Your pussy feels like it was made for me..." he groaned, pushing his fingers into your mouth a tiny bit deeper than before, making you choke at the feeling, your eyes nearly rolling back into their sockets and your head hanging slightly lower.

Klitz noticed this and snickered softly to himself before reaching up and threading the hand the other hand that was placed possessively at your hip into your hair, tugging at it and pulling your head back up so you could face the mirror and look at both yours and his reflections at the same time, the sight sending a spark of arousal through your veins.

"Aw, baby," he teased, "look at you, so pretty, so messy... God, I love looking at you." you moaned at his words, finding the way that he was talking to you both patronizing and also incredibly arousing.

You wanted to speak, to say something back in return, but your mind was so muddled from it all, the only coherent thought that came to your brain was of how deep his cock felt inside of you, that you let out mindless babbles and gibberish.

"Oh sweetie, I haven't even been going that hard and your brain's getting all dumb on me," he shook his head and chuckled, "and here I was, thinking my girlfriend was a smart girl, but all it takes is a bit of my cock, and you're already turning into a mindless cumdump. Is that what you want to be known as? Just a stupid little slut who goes around drinking too much and flirting with other guys?"

"I... Uh, I- fuck... Please..." you whimpered, trying to get ahold of your words, but they just wouldn't come out the way that you wanted to. Klitz sighed and chuckled again as he picked up the pace again, nearly making you cry.

"You... You... You what, baby? C'mon, spit it out. I know you can, yeah?" he taunted you again, reaching down and rubbing at your puffy, little clit with his thick fingers, the feeling enough to send shivers down your spine.

"Y-you're right... 'm so dumb, Klitzy... Being so stupid..." you told him, the words already replaying on a loop through your mind like a broken record.

"And, what else are you, huh? C'mon..." Klitz encouraged you, massaging your sensitive bundle of nerves with a bit more pressure applied to it, now.

"I'm a mindless cumdump... All for you..." you still could barely think, on account of being so inebriated by his cock. He smiled, kissing the top of your head, "That's right, baby. You're such a good girl, baby. I'm proud of you for admitting it..."

Something about the mix of his words, the marks he left on your neck, and his fingers on your clit made the knot in your stomach get tighter as your walls clenched harder around his cock, making him groan.

"Fuck... You're so close, I can feel it. You wanna come for me, baby?" he whispered, kissing your cheek as you like at the both of you in the mirror. You nodded, tears now practically streaming down your cheeks, "Please..."

"Hmm... I dunno, how about you beg for it, pretty girl?" he requested, now having stopped both his thrusts and his movements on your clit altogether, making you sob.

"Please, please... I need it, I need you so bad... Please, Daddy, please..." you cried, your hips bucking desperately into his hand. You hadn't even realized what you said, having said all of this in the heat of the moment, but Klitz realized, and he also realized that he really, really liked hearing those words come out of your mouth.

"Say it, again."

"Daddy, please... I wanna come so badly..." you begged again, making him more satisfied and letting his thrusts resume. You nearly screamed until you went hoarse at the feeling, your legs shaking so much, you thought that you'd fall over.

Suddenly, like a tidal wave or like a car collision, your orgasm crashed through you all at once, making your eyes roll back as you trembled in his grasp and moaned loud enough for the whole party downstairs to potentially hear the two of you. Klitz then almost immediately followed after you, groaning loudly as he came, too, his cum now dripping down your thighs as he released inside of you.

After a moment of the two of you just standing there, panting as you both came down from your respective highs, he pulled out of you, putting himself back into his jeans before pulling your panties back up, so that the stickiness of his cum stayed against your cunt.

"My pretty baby..." he whispered in your ear as he kissed you all over your face.

#paul dano #the riddler x reader #the riddler smut #danonation #the batman #danocel #jay okja #klitz x reader #percy dolarhyde #joby taylor #klitz the girl next door #thaddius #dwayne hoover #seth looper #klitz smut

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cannedbeefaroni · 8 months

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I should proooooooobably make a fic masterlist haha

Edward Nashton:

The Hand That Feeds

The Bad Touch (SMUT)

Love Note

Bloodbath & Beyond (SMUT)

Drunk Walk Home

Pink in the Night (SMUT)

Why Didn't You Stop Me?

Headcanons (SMUT)

Headcanons 2 (SMUT)

Cock on cock fic (SMUT)

Eddie, Burt, and Calvin headcanons (SMUT)

Soft Fuzzy Man (implied smut)

Touch Me

You're So Creepy (SMUT)

Under the Table (SMUT)

Calvin Weir-Fields

Bitchboy (SMUT)

Headcanons (SMUT)

Manipulate, Mansplain, Malewife (SMUT)

Fuck Buddies (SMUT)

Burt Fabelman

Real Men

Kissing in Cars (SMUT)

HOT DILFS IN YOUR AREA

Does Your Mother Know

Gimmie! Gimmie! Gimmie! (SMUT)

Joby Taylor

Get This (SMUT)

Timothy Klitz

The Birds and the Bees (SMUT but only in part 2)

NSFW Alphebet (SMUT)

Brat (SMUT)

Louis Ives

Pretty

Eli Sunday

Confessional (SMUT)

NSFW Alphabet (SMUT)

#danonation #danocel #edward nashton #paul dano riddler #dano riddler #the riddler #edward nashton x reader #riddler x reader #burt fabelman #burt fabelman x reader #calvin weir fields #calvin weir fields x reader #timothy klitz #timothy klitz x reader #joby taylor #joby taylor x reader

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rad-nashton · 1 year

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!! DANONATION IS BEING FED RN !!

god he’s magnificent.

photos - scenekidzarekindagay

#danonation #paul dano #danocel #edward nashton #joby taylor #batman #dwayne hoover #little miss sunshine #paul dano head cannons #tim klitz #Paul dano photos #photos #celebrity #q

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danoberry · 1 year

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★ i’m so sick (joby taylor x reader) SMUT 18+

description: joby finds your vibrator and has you put on a show.

content: SMUT 18+!!!, hella overstim, slight masochism, dumbification, squirting, cum play, voyeurism, degradation, just overall filthy

pronouns: you/yours (female reader)

wc: 2.5k

afab genitalia

AN:

woah two posts in like three days? i’m on a roll! wrote this one on a whim because i got a good idea, and stayed up all night working! enjoy!!!

You’re tired— so fucking tired as you lie on Joby’s bed. You’ve had a long day at work, and he knows this. It’s only 5pm, but as the blinds cast a shadow over your body, the lamp outside of the apartment illuminates your body in stripes of shadow and light. Joby stands over the sink, washing his face with hot water, groaning from the warmth of the water while he holds his hands to his face. He found something of yours before you got home. He’s stalling to tell you… it’s for your own good.

Joby slyly walks out of the bathroom, but you can’t see him yet, with your face buried in a pillow that smells like body odor and cigarettes. He opens his drawer nonchalantly.

“Baby?” He calls out.

“Hm?” You groan.

“I found something of yours today.”

“Oh you did? What was it?” Your voice is muffled.

“Turn around and I’ll show you.”

“But baby,” you whine, “I’m tired!”

Suddenly, you hear a buzz humming from the other side of the room. Surely he isn’t shaving. You turn over and Joby stands there, mockingly in awe of what he has in his hands. He’s looking it up and down. He’s touching the top and watching his fingertip shake. He found your vibrator.

Your eyes widen and you sit up.

“Where’d you get that?”

“Your nightstand.”

You scoff nervously. “What were you doing in my nightstand?”

“I was looking for some chapstick… but I found this pretty thing instead! When do you have time to use this?” He continues to run his fingertips against the top of the pink, vibrating toy.

“Joby I— I use it when you’re away. Turn it off, it’s gonna go dead. Just put it up and forget about it.”

“Forget about it?” He asks. “You want me to forget about it? You’re so desperate you can’t even wait for me to fuck you? You have to use this cheap shit?”

“Joby seriously it’s not that big of a deal—“

He throws the vibrating toy onto the bed next to you and it vibrates against your thigh. You pick it up to turn it off, but Joby doesn’t approve.

“Uh-uh, babydoll,” he tuts.

“What?” You scoff, impatience bubbling as he gets cockier. Joby pulls a chair from the table and flips it around, straddling it. He leans his forearms on the top of the back of the chair and runs his fingers through his hair.

“Well, if you want to be a whore and use a cheap piece of plastic to fuck yourself, you can go ahead and show me.”

“Are you fucking kidding me—“

“Nope. I wanna see how you fuck yourself when I’m not here.”

You hesitate with your mouth agape, he raises his eyebrows, smirking patronizingly.

“Show me baby.”

Your cunt begins to clench around nothing as he speaks to you in such a degrading way. You’re quite angry with him, sure, but fuck is he turning you on. You argue one last time for full effect, “Joby come on, this is so stupid!”

He stares at you like you’re ignorant, not muttering a word. You huff a whine and grab the vibrator, dragging it along your clothed thighs, trailing to your cunt that was already clenching around nothing.

You leave it at its lowest setting, pressing it gently on your clothed clit. You mewl at the feeling and grab one of your tits from under your shirt, squeezing it. You pull the vibrator away from your clit and use your hands to take off your shirt, and then your bra, your pants, and soon, you’re sat with nothing on but a thong. You fail to see Joby’s reactions. He licks his lips and palms at his growing erection while he’s watching you strip for him across the room.

You grab the vibrator again and hum when you press it back to your clit, grinding yourself onto the toy and whining quietly.

“Oh- fuck Joby,” you whisper. He watches silently, entertained and aroused by the way your body moves against your toy. The way your back arches when you press just a little too hard, the way you shake your core around the vibrator when it isn’t giving you enough. He’s fascinated. He’s fucked you plenty of times and he’s seen you like this, under him before, but something about watching you from afar— really studying you, it’s making him weak.

You turn up the setting on the vibrator, whining more and more as slick falls down your weeping hole, getting on the mattress. You press harder on your clit and moan out, gasping. A knot forms in your stomach, and you press harder on your bud, letting your orgasm crash over you, and quickly setting the toy aside to catch your breath.

Joby watches as you do this and wants to come over and put it right back on your clit himself, to send you into overstimulation by his doing, but he doesn’t give into his fantasy so quickly. Firstly, he stands up and walks over to you and sits next to your tired body that’s panting, staring up at the ceiling. Joby kisses your forehead, but he feels anything but remorse for what he’ll order you to do.

“Did I tell you you could stop?” He asks you, like you’re a baby.

“Oh, Joby!” you whine loudly.

“I didn’t, did I?”

“No…”

“Correct!” he taunts. “Come here.”

You sit up and crawl in between his legs, laying against his chest. He grabs the vibrator and turns it onto the highest setting, not hesitating to hold it against your clit. The feeling shocks you immediately and you whine out against his shoulder.

“Ah- I- Oh, Joby! It’s too much! It’s s’much Joby!”

“If you want to act like a helpless little bitch I’m gonna treat you like one.”

You moan while you shuffle your feet and move against his stomach, feeling the erection straining at his pants. You’re barely distracted though, because you’re so overwhelmed by the high pressure he’s emitting against your sensitive bud. You breathe against him— engulfed by body odor and cigarette smoke. You feel your second orgasm impending fast.

“Please, I- I’m- Hmngg- Please!”

You flail against the toy and cry out against his shoulder as your orgasm crashes, to what feels like all over your body. Your legs shake while you yelp, losing feeling in your core for a brief moment. He keeps the vibrator pressed against your cunt, sobbing with cum and clenching hard on nothing.

“Joby it’s too much! Too much! I- ah- hmphh!” You scream against his chest and tears start to form in your eyes, the vibrator constantly hurts your core and stings at your clit. You weep against his body. His dick is rock hard, straining against his pants, and you can feel it while you rub and whine and cry and squirm against him. He simply kisses your head.

“You can handle it.”

The pain settles in fast as another knot snaps in your stomach, and all you can feel is hot. He presses down and lets up repetitively, drilling the vibrator onto your bud. You flail around while you shuffle your feet. Drool pools in your mouth as you scream and moan with your mouth agape. You dig your head against his side, and slobber drips out of your mouth, staining on his white tank top. His dick twitches again and you can hear a groan escape his mouth, quiet yet pronounced.

The pain subsides and turns into pleasure again. You’re melted into an incoherent, babbling mess.

“Job- ah, uh, ff- hmngg, Jo- ah- by!” You’re screaming against him. You can barely breathe. You love it.

“Such a pathetic whore,” He growls into your ear, grinding his erection against your back. “You like that, huh? You like being fucked by this cheap shit? Do I need to stop fucking you so you can use your toy more often? ‘Ah- ah, oh Joby!’— you’re hilarious!”

“‘Need you— you— ah!— in me,” you whine all over him.

He takes the vibrator off of your cunt abruptly and turns it off.

“Do you need my cock,” he asks, “or do you need this?” he waves the toy in front of your face, and presses it to your lip. He throws it next to you. You look up at him against his chest as he stares down at you. Your eyes flutter.

“Both— please,” you’re starting to cry from the lack of contact.

Joby wouldn’t admit this to you, but watching you cry in his lap made him feel a bit remorseful for being such an asshole to you. He doesn’t relent, though, he simply pets your hair and growls again, “Flip over, you dumb bitch.”

You try to move, mewling as you pick your arms up and attempt to face him. You just can’t.

“Aww, is my pretty baby too sore to move?” He taunts.

You nod your head and sniffle. Joby sits up and lays you down in front of him, your pussy inches away from his crotch. He swipes his fingers between your drenched folds, bringing his hands to lips, licking off your slick. He unbuckles his belt and throws it to the side, unbuttoning and unzipping his tight jeans. He pulls down his boxers and his cock springs out immediately. Precum leaks from his bright pink tip, begging to be inside you. He swipes his fingers over your slit again and rubs his cock against your thigh, shoving his slick covered fingers in your mouth, gagging you for a moment. You moan, and he takes his fingers out of your mouth.

“Joby please!” You beg, coughing— spitting.

“God I don’t know how you aren’t embarrassed at yourself. Drooling for my cock. You want my cock?” He mocks your whining, “Huh, yeah?”

“Please,” you beg in a broken sob.

Joby scoffs and laughs at you, bringing his cock away from your thigh and rubbing it against your soaked folds. You moan when his cock touches your swollen clit, and yelp when he finally shoves himself in you, giving you no time to adjust. He takes your legs and wraps them around his hips, fucking into you fast.

He leans over your body, grabbing one of your tits and flipping at your nipple. You’re weak— voice getting sore from screaming and moaning. He fucks in and out of you relentlessly, grunting when your walls spasm around him.

All that he can give you isn’t enough, as much as you try and convince yourself it is. With all of the prior simulation compared to him fucking you, it’s not enough, even if his cock is hitting all of the right places. You look up at him, and he’s squeezing his eyes at the ceiling, swallowing hard as you see his Adam's apple disappear and appear quickly.

You grab the vibrator from your side and quickly flip it onto the highest setting, applying it to your clit and crying out from the double stimulation. Joby snaps his head down when he feels the vibrator hum around you.

“Can’t get enough huh? Fucking slut.”

He leans over you and takes control of the vibrator while he ruts into you at a brutal pace. He uses his thumb against the tip to press down onto you. You’re squirming against him with tears rolling down your face in bliss. Spit is pooling to the side of your face, thrashing back and fourth.

His cock curls deliciously, kissing your cervix when he fucks into you. You’re whining and moaning his name when you look into his eyes and begin to squirt clear liquid onto the lower part of his shirt. He holds the toy against your clit, and it doesn’t stop streaming. You’re moaning with euphoria, and you cum almost immediately around his cock, squirting all over the front of his shirt.

He’s fucking into you harder and riding out your high while you clamp down on him, and the tightness is enough to make him cum as well, but he quickly pulls out and lets the white droplets bead all over your stomach, leaning over and kissing your tits.

Your squirting ends and Joby finally takes the vibrator off of your cunt and turns it off. He’s drenched in your fluid, towering over your body and groaning as he smears his cum all over your stomach with his hand, and grabbing your tits with the stickiness making noises as he takes his hands off of you.

Joby lays down next to you, and you’re moaning out quiet sobs as you’re still coming down from your high.

“Are you okay baby?” He asks with sincerity, the juxtaposition of how he’s acting almost enough to alarm you.

Your eyes flutter, you nod your head slowly. “Legs… hurt s’bad,” you mutter.

“They’re hurting you, princess? Do I need to kiss them better?”

“Mhmm…”

He sits toward your thighs and licks them, tasting your juices and pecking at them. You’re so tired from the countless orgasms you just endured. Your eyes are closing with tiredness. Joby takes his head from your thighs and massages them when he lays back next to you.

“You got me soaked, baby.”

“I know…” You acknowledge quietly.

“Do you need to sleep?”

“Mhm…”

“Go ahead and sleep baby, I’ll get you all cleaned up when you wake up.”

“Thank you Job.”

“Of course, my cockdrunk babydoll.” He chuckles at the name he gives you. You kiss Joby on the cheek and fall asleep with your hand on the back of his neck.

#edward nashton #paul dano #burt fabelman #calvin weir fields x reader #calvin weir fields #danonation #edward nashton smut #edward nashton fic #edward nashton x reader #edward nashton x you #joby taylor #joby taylor smut #joby taylor x reader #paul dano x you #paul dano fanfic #paul dano nation #paul dano riddler #paul dano x reader #danoberry

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quietsounds · 1 year

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ᴘᴀᴜʟ ᴅᴀɴᴏ ᴀꜱ ᴊᴏʙʏ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ

ꜰᴏʀ ᴇʟʟᴇɴ (2012) ᴅɪʀ. ꜱᴏ ʏᴏɴɢ ᴋɪᴍ

#joby taylor #for ellen #paul dano #danonation #my gifs #my stuff #jobert leonard cornelius taylor #everybody #god i love this freak #eat up meda #the return of gifmaking storm???#it would appear so

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kannibaleherzen · 1 year

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I have Disneyland on my mind, so I wrote some headcannons about Dano characters and their favorite attractions at the Disneyland Resort! No surprises, SFW fluff. All these guys under the cut. ♡

I made the graphic on my phone so it sucks.

Additions of Burt Fabelman and Louis Ives are also included! ♡♡♡♡♡

Dwayne Hoover: He wants to be a pilot, and in fact can be at Disneyland! He absolutely loves and will fight to get the pilot position every time at Millennium Falcon: Smuggler's Run. Dwayne has tried and once successfully gotten your ride crew to activate Chewy mode. If cast would let him, he could pilot both positions alone, but they can't and won't. Dwayne also always gets excited about Soarin' Around the World. He is mesmerized by the indoor portion of the queue with all the pilots on the walls and reads them every time.

Lucas: This sweet boy is into Fantasyland. The traditional King Arthur's Carrousel, Dumbo the Flying Elephant, and Snow White's Enchanted Wish. He could spend all day in Fantasyland if you let him. In the evening, he loves getting a good spot for fireworks that start at 9:00. About 40 minutes before, he wades through the crowd to get a churro for you two to share when it starts. It takes forever to even get the churro, so you two always cherish that moment.

Pierre Bezukhov: A Fantasyland man as well. Alice in Wonderland, Mad Tea Party, then Matterhorn Bobsleds in that order before anything else in the park. Unlike Calvin who uses connections, Pierre is a member of Club 33, and will take you to the 1901 Lounge at the Carthay Circle instead because he thinks it's classier and the drinks are better there. Once sufficiently drunk and fed, he loves to go watch Mickey's PhilharMagic.

Jay: Rise of the Resistance isn't just a ride, it's a full experience. Jay will wait however long it takes to get through the queue and on. He loves the scene with the Stormtroopers and hopes one day he can recruit more ALF members to have a big enough fleet like that to save more animals. When it's over, he always takes time to chat with cast members about the cats that live back there. How are they? When do they get food left for them? When were they spayed or neutered? And so forth.

Percy Dolarhyde: In typical fashion, Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. The best part to him is the hill climb with explosions. Percy won't admit it, but he also has a soft spot for The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh. His favorite part is looking up and behind to catch a glimpse of the old Country Bears Jamboree that used to occupy the space.

Calvin Weir-Fields: You will be dragged to Pirates of the Caribbean by him. He wants the redhead! It's no surprise he does the same right after for Roger Rabbit's CarToon Spin. Calvin loves the queue spot where he can knock on Jessica Rabbit's door and say Walt sent him. Once done there, he must go on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. Because in the end, you go to hell. He uses connections to get into Club 33 for a romantic dinner after putting up with him.

Alex Jones: Cars Land. Just... All of it. The first time he sets foot, he is in love. Why wouldn't he be? The themeing of Radiator Springs is perfect! Alex loves doing finger guns and shouts Lightning McQueen's "Ka'chow!" for the photo on Radiator Springs Racers. When on Luigi's Rocking Roadsters, he loves the circles at the end of the song and puts his arms up (as is the custom). He always needs a pic with Mater.

Eli Sunday: The higher the ride, the closer to God. Eli is pretty traditional when it comes to rides, and loves the Pixar Pal Around. He does not go in the regular gondola, but the swinging one. He is just a touch crazy after all. Eli also likes the Disneyland Railroad, but scoffs at the dinosaur scene between Tomorrowland and Mainstreet U.S.A. believing they've never existed.

Hank Thompson: He's just so excited about everything. Hank absolutely must go to Adventureland first to ride Indiana Jones Adventure. A Spielberg movie brought to life! He always hopes to get the driver's seat because it's the best. Hank never looks into the eyes of Mara! After is a trip on Jungle Cruise, and always laughs at the skipper's jokes. He loves getting bao from the Tropical Hideaway. When visiting DCA, he must go on Grizzly River Run and say hi to Francisco the cat who lives near the queue.

Timothy Klitz: Klitz just wants to cuddle with you anywhere and everywhere. It's a Small World is the best for doing so. A good 15 minute boat ride with an albeit slightly grating song is good enough. He loves The Haunted Mansion for the same reason. Any slow, dark ride where you can feed each other popcorn is best. To get in and out of the park, he enjoys taking the Monorail from Downtown Disney.

Edward Nashton: You ever see an impossibly high score on a game? Higher than the cast members who work the ride, Edward is the champ! Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters is where it's at for Eddie! He gets so immersed in it that he forgets there's a photo and he always looks so determined, hunched over reaching out with the blaster in hand. He also goes crazy competitive on Toy Story: Midway Mania and always gets the tippiest of top scores to your amazement.

Joby Taylor: First, you need to beg, plead, and bribe him to even set foot on property. They serve alcohol is the line that gets him. Joby is so not into the no smoking unless outside security, but can stand it for a day. Just for you. Beer in hand, you force him in line for Guardians of the Galaxy: Mission Breakout! He downs the beer, gets on, then once your ride plays Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf, he is hooked.

Burt Fabelman: He worked for GE! Keeping to the time period, he adores the Carousel of Progress in Tomorrowland. He feels so proud of what he does now and what the future holds. He has to see the show first! Tomorrowland is where he feels happiest (People Mover!), but also is down for a round in the Enchanted Tiki Room, and Mark Twain's River Boat, too.

Louis Ives: A bit of a traditionalist. He adores the fact the carousel horses are authentic antiques. Any time Mary Poppins and Burt are on it as well, he gets giddy and will watch and wave at them! Louis adores Storybook Land, even if it's filled with the youngest of guests. When it comes to dining, Louis somehow always manages to score a coveted reservation to the Blue Bayou. Every. Single. Trip. He won't share his secret on how he does it, but if you had to guess, he knows a cast member.

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libramooon · 2 years

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Paul Dano as Joby Taylor FOR ELLEN (2012)

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#i'm your huckqueueberry #pathetic dilf #myedit #filmedit #movieedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #paul dano #for ellen #joby taylor

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flamingpaige · 2 years

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nightmare blunt rotation with paul dano characters lmaoo

#fanart #paul dano #sensei rainbow #joby taylor #where the wild things are #calvin weir fields #paul dano riddler #percy dolarhyde

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danowh0re · 2 years

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Frfr 🙏

#paul dano #paul dano meme #percy dolarhyde #joby taylor #paul dano seth #seth paul dano #alex jones #simon feck

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danosrosegarden · 7 months

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spellbound - joby taylor x gn!reader headcanons (NSFW) ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

{kinktober: day seven. prompt: quirofilia. 🎃}

{contains: descriptions of fingering (genitals/gender not specified).}

☽ "See something you like?"

☽ It was hysterical, really. Joby hated his own guts one minute, eyes rimmed red with tears as he moaned into your arms about how he was so close to making it big, he could practically taste the stardust granules of success on his tongue. He would curl into a ball in bed and sob about his failure as a father, too. You don't think I'm a bad person, babe, right? Shit, I made mistakes, but I'm not bad, right? Yeah?

☽ Yet the very next minute, his blood flowed with astounding egotistical grandeur. Those were the nights he grabbed hold of you roughly and staked his claim. You might pretend you were disgusted by his crass advances and those filthy words he'd whisper into your ear, but the slicked hair, the chipping black polish, the thick curves and bends of his tattoos, the smooth smirks...everything about that weasel of a man had you whipped.

☽ And in fact, you had seen something you liked. There was something about the way those long fingers plucked at his old guitar strings. The way they combed through the grease of his long hair. The way they'd end most nights pumping steadily in and out of you...there lived a certain fixation inside of your brain focused on his big, smooth hands.

☽ Joby was reluctantly romantic. He liked holding hands, but they usually ended up somewhere else instead of staying laced with yours.

☽ "You look good with a guitar in your lap," you stated. Joby offered you a small grin, moving to set it down. "You look good watching me over there." You tossed back an eye roll. "Cornball."

☽ Perhaps that was was you appreciated most about Joby...deep down, there was a true and passionate desire to make you smile and feel special. And despite that rather lackadaisical attitude he took towards sex, he still seemed to understand the intimacy that came with the act, the trust needed to be present in order for anything to work.

☽ You had grown past the point of butterflies twirling around your gut when stripping for him or your cheeks burning when those long, bony fingers were curling and dragging inside of you. Joby still was and would probably always be lots of fun to fuck. There was always something new to try, some new position to feel exposed in or some cheap, laughable toy he would pick up for you. But it always circled back to those pale, veiny hands. They were divine wherever he decided to put them. Two inside your mouth, getting your slick saliva on the skin so they can slip inside you easier! Trailing down your shivering, sensitive sides! The possibilities are endless!!

☽ It was almost as if your own fingers weren't enough anymore when you touched yourself on your own. He had put a spell on you, always leaving you craving more.

#eli's writing #danonation #paul dano #joby taylor #for ellen #joby taylor x reader #joby taylor x you #joby taylor x y/n #kinktober #kinktober 23

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candied-heartss · 11 months

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𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

(ᵗʰᵉ ʳⁱᵈᵈˡᵉʳ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇: 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗇𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋..

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ (𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜), 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗱𝘂𝗯𝗰𝗼𝗻, 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝘀𝗹𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴), 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴

You slowly regained consciousness, eyes blinking once, twice, three times before finally opening up fully to look around your area. You were in an unknown person's room, laying on a grimy mattress on the even dirtier floor with your hands bound behind your back with duct tape, with your mouth being restrained with more of the silver adhesive.

"Oh good," a deep voice crooned, "you're awake. I thought I would have to slap you awake myself, but you made my job so much easier for me."

Your eyes widen in terror and shock as you scramble to sit up, using your legs as guidance. Beneath the makeshift gag, you whimper anxiously as the man clad in a green army jacket with a question mark crudely painted onto its surface, heavy trousers with even heavier boots, and a mask that covered his whole face, save for his eyes, which were protected by clear-framed glasses.

You whine again in fear, looking up at the man, trying to back away, but he comes closer, bending down to look at you. Only then, did it dawn on you how tall he was and how it made you feel small yourself, even though you were of average height.

"Oh, look at you. You're scared, aren't you?" He observed, reaching out a gloved hand and brushing your hair away from your face. You attempted to move away from his touch only for him to harshly grip your jaw.

"Eyes up here, baby." He ordered, making you look up at him with the fear still lingering in your eyes.

He smiled at your almost instant submission, "There we go. That's a good girl. We can't have you misbehaving now, can we?"

You slowly nodded, deciding the best way not to make this man snap is to just play along.

"You're probably wondering why you're here, don't you?" he asked, stroking your cheek and looking into your eyes deeply, almost penetrating your soul with his gaze alone. You nod again and he chuckles as if this whole ordeal was highly amusing to him.

"Well, it all starts with your dear father, the one who works for the city council. It was he and his other lackeys that have been a part of the reason why this city remains the cesspool of corruption that it always has been. They've been accepting bribes from Carmine Falcone's men, all so they could fill their appetite for greed."

Your eyes widen at the man's words. No, no. This couldn't be true. Your father, your honest, caring father, collecting money from Falcone's operation? It just didn't seem right. You let out a shocked cry at his words, only to quickly shush you, cooing in your ear.

"Oh, I know, sweetheart. This must be so hard for your dumb, little brain to comprehend, but your father is not the man that you believe him to be. Your father is just like every other politician in this hellhole of a city. They all promise that change will come, a ploy to get the masses to flock to them like a herd of sheep, only to break them down, and strip them of their faith in them, all so that they can feed into the corrupt system that they created."

You shake your head, tears beginning to form in your eyes. "Please, please don't let that be true. My father is a good man... he would never do this." you thought to yourself as you looked back at him.

The man then chuckled, "But that's alright, because now that I have you..." His gloved hand went to caress your cheek, "they'll be sure to listen to the people and change their ways of exerting their power over the people."

You flinch when he comes closer to you, practically grazing your lips with his mask as he seemingly gets an idea.

"In fact, I think that I'll just keep you for now. Maybe, I'll even use you for something very special..."

You shivered at his words, wondering what he meant when he finally ripped the tape off from your lips, making you hiss in pain from the adhesive sticking to the sensitive skin. He then flips you over, so that you're in a kneeling position on your arms and legs before swiftly pulling out a thin pocket knife and dragging along the bare skin that was not covered up by the soft, cottin fabric of your underwear.

Before you can react, he swiftly swipes the knife across the fabric and seamlessly cutting it from your body, leaving you completely bare. You gasp at the cold air meeting the your hot skin and instinctively clenching your thighs together, only for him to push them back open and letting your bare cunt be exposed to him.

You cannot see him, but you can hear as he sighs in contentment, slowly reaching out and swiping a finger through your soaked folds, making you choke on your breath, before he pulls away and examines it as it glistens and drips down the padding of his gloves.

"God... Just look at that... I haven't even fucked you yet and you're already dripping. What a needy little whore you are." He chided, letting his fingers go back to your slit, but this time instead of collecting your juices, he sinks his thick fingers inside of you, making you whine at the burning stretch, having never taken anything larger than your own two fingers.

"Aww, what's the matter, sweetie? Does it hurt?" He asked her, his tone dripping with callous condescension as he speaks. When you nod, telling him how uncomfortable it feels, he simply laughs and continues to thrust his fingers in and out of you, enjoying the obscenely wet, sticky sound your juices make as it echoes through the room as your whines and moans grow louder.

He laughed again, pressing his fingers deeper inside of you and hitting that nerve within you that has you nearly screaming, keening into the mattress and bucking your hips wildly into his hand.

He sighs as his fingers to thrust harder inside of you, "C'mon baby, you've got this. You're doing so well, taking it like such a good girl for me. I think you deserve to come, don't you?" You nod frantically and whine, pushing your hips back into his hand.

You were so close, teetering on the edge of your orgasm when he pulled his fingers out of your sopping cunt, making you cry out in frustration. He merely smiles and begins to unzip his pants far enough to bring his cock out, running the head along your folds, soaking it in your juices.

"I'm going to have my way with you now, and if you struggle, I'll take my knife and cut you, piece by piece." He threatened before finally sliding inside of you in one, swift motion.

You hang your head low and sharply cried out at the feeling of his cock entering you, your walls immediately clenching around him and making him groan in pleasure. He doesn't give enough time to adjust before he begins thrusting into you, his pace wild and erratic.

"Fuck," he groans, grabbing you by the hair and pulling you up, so that your back touches his chest before he wraps a gloved hand around your throat and begins to squeeze, making you gasp for air and your walls to clench around his cock, his impending release starting to build up.

"Please," you whined, panting heavily as he continued to fuck you, "I think 'm gonna come... please let me come, sir."

He smiles underneath the masks and speaks, stroking your cheek again, "Why should I? Have you earned it?" You nod in desperation, practically begging him to let you come.

"Please, please, please, sir... 've been such a good girl for you, please lemme come for you." you practically sob as your walls continue to clench around him, your orgasm impending fast.

He then laughs and reaches down to rub your sensitive clit with his thumb, the latex of his gloves brushing up deliciously against your bundle of nerves, making you sob harder, "It's okay, baby... You've been so good for me, go on, let it go.."

At his words, you finally fall over the edge and your body tenses up as you let out a strained cry, your walls gripping his cock tightly, like a vice. He hisses at the feeling and quickly pulls out and flipping you over and situating you on your knees, gripping at his cock before forcing your mouth open and sliding it down your throat.

"Now, be a good little whore and suck my cock." He instructs, throwing his head back in ecstasy and groaning when he feels you begin to suck on him, taking him as far as your mouth would let him.

As he continues to thrust harshly into your mouth, he groans and grips your hair tightly, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.

"Fuck, I'm going to come down your slutty little throat, sweetheart." He speaks to you mindlessly, before his abdomen tenses, his eyes roll back and he lets out a loud groan as he comes down your throat. He then looks down and slowly pulls out, letting some of his cum drip down your lips and onto your bare chest.

He then pulls away and grabs his Polaroid camera from a nearby table, looking down and pointing the lense at you, "Stick out your tongue, whore."

You obliged and slowly stick extend your tongue out for the camera before it goes off with a flash, capturing your face, dripping with his cum.

"God, you're the prettiest little slut in all of Gotham, baby."

#paul dano #the batman #the riddler smut #the riddler x reader #danonation #edward nigma x reader #edward nashton #edward nygma #calvin weir fields #joby taylor #klitz x reader #percy dolarhyde #jay okja #danocel #danonator

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