#dark jim

Dark!stepdad!Andy x reader, dark!stepbro!Michael x reader, dark!stepbro! Duncan x reader, dark!stepbro!Jim x reader

Summary: Your mom has been married to Andy for a while, Andy suggests that y’all move to Eden and you learn their deepest and darkest secret and you learn that your stepdad and stepbrothers are in a sex cult and you threaten to tell your mom and they tied you up and they ask you to join their sex cult. What happens if you don't join them?

Warning: choking, slapping, spanking, angst, smut, degradation kink, anal play,abuse

A/n: this is part 2 don’t read if you get triggered easily. I’m glad y’all like part 1 it took me forever to finish writing it. I'm not good at writing smut and I do apologize if this part is awful I kinda rush it. I didn’t proofread. 

Taglist: @lavenderahs @kitty4860 @d3monslust @ferndolan

“Surprise Princess.”said Andy

“W-what are you doing in my room.” “I told you, princess, that I had a surprise for you,” said Andy.”Andy this is getting weird, I don't feel comfortable with y'all in my room naked it's gross. I need y'all to get the fuck out before I tell my mom.” “oh,” said Duncan. “ I was looking forward to this dad,” said Jim. “Just get out, please.” You were so disgusted that your stepdad and stepbrothers wanted to fuck you.  As they walk out of your room, Andy grabs your arm and pulls you towards him.” Me and my son’s get what we want, one way or the other princess.” Andy Smile in your face and it give you chills.

After they left you lock your door, you didn’t care about Andy's rules about lock doors. You walk around your room thinking. You decided to leave, you called your best friend and ask can you still over there for a while her parents said yes. You called your mom and told her you were staying over at your friend's house for a while. Your mom told you to be safe and she told you to have fun. You grab the things you need and put them in a trash bag. You called your friend and told her to come and get you now. You carefully unlock the door, you look around to see if anyone was near. You made your way down the stairs until you heard small talk coming from the kitchen. You listen carefully to the conversation. You made out the voices.

Andy was in the kitchen with Duncan talking about you. “What are we going to do to her dad, I want to fuck the shit out of her.” “Duncan you will get to do that to her, I just have to find a way to break her make her submit to us,” said Andy. The more you listen to the conversation the more you became sick. You got a text from your friend saying she outside, you rush to the door until Jim's large hands grab the back of your neck. “Where do you think your going kitten.” “ I'm going over to my friend's house.” “ When will you be back?” “ I don't know yet. Maybe in three weeks.” “three weeks, If my dad finds out that you're gone he's going to flip.” Okay so, that's not my problem. I have to go now my ride is here.” Jim lets go of the back of your neck. You ran out the door not looking back.

When you got to your friend's house, you decide to take a shower. When you were in the shower your friend Carly called your name. “Hey y/n someone keeps blowing up your phone.” “Can you check to see who it is?” said y/n. Carly when to grab your phone to see who's keep calling you. “It's your stepdad and brothers.” “just turn my phone off please.” Carly turn off your phone and put it on her desk. It’s around three in the morning, you couldn’t sleep so you grab your phone and turn it back on. You had a lot of miss calls and unread texts from Andy and the boys.

(4) missed calls from Michael😈

(10) missed calls from Duncan🤡

(1) missed calls from Jim🌊

(15) missed calls from Andy🤮

Andy🤮: where are you y/n

Andy🤮: answer your fucking phone I’m not playing with you.

Andy🤮: When you get home your going to regret everything.

Jim🌊: Dad is pissed that you left the house

Duncan🤡: you left the house without telling us, how rude is that kitten.

Michael😈: doll, come back home now, and if you don’t then I guess I have to punish you and you don’t want me to punish you😏

Duncan🤡: We are on our way to get you so be prepared for your punishment when we get home.

Andy🤮: You been a bad girl, not listening to us. 

The more you read the text the more you became sick. They are coming to get you, you can’t go back home not now. You told Carly that you have to go back home and she was confused about you leaving this late but you had to lie and say your mom change her mind and wanted you home. As you were packing your thing Carly called your name. “Y/N someone is here for you.” She yelled. You when downstairs and you see Andy waiting for you at the front door.

You hugged Carly goodbye and when Carly shut the door Andy grabs your arm and drag you to the car. He threw you in the back seat with Duncan and Michael. “Hello, Doll,” said Michael. “Why did you try and run away from us kitten,” said Duncan. “Please leave me alone.” “ohhhh you want us to leave you alone will that's never going to happen okay. You see you left without telling us and I don't care if you told your mom, you didn't ask me if it's okay to go over Carly's house,” said Andy. “Plus you didn't answer the phone when we tried calling and texting you. But Jim said you read our text. You know we going to punish you right?” said Andy. 

The rest of the car ride was silent. When y'all pulled in the driveway your heart started racing in fear. Everyone got out of the car and walk into the house you tried to run to your room but Duncan grabs you. “Where do you think your going little girl. I hope you didn’t forget about your punishment.” Said Duncan. “P-please leave me alone. I just want to go to my room and go to sleep it’s five in the morning and mom will be back at any time from work.” “ Duncan let the brat go Duncan. She right her mom could be here any minute now and we can't have her watch as we fuck the shit out of her daughter,” said Andy.

You ran upstairs to your room and lock it. You were so tired you lay down and when to sleep. It's around nine in the morning when you hear Andy yelling your name. You got up from your bed to unlock the door, as you unlock it, Andy bust into your room he looks mad. “WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT LOCKING DOOR IN THIS DAMM HOUSE.” “Not to lock it without your permission.” Your vision got  blurry and Andy doesn't like cry babies. “WHY ARE YOU CRYING Y/N.HUH, I GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT YOU STUPID BITCH.” “BECAUSE YOU'RE YELLING AT ME OVER A FUCKING LOCK DOOR. I'M A FUCKING FEMALE I NEED MY PRIVACY.”

“Get on your hands and knees you bitch.” said andy. You obeyed him and got on your hands and knees. “Now it's time for your punishment and don't worry your mom is out of the house she had to go shopping. So that will give us plenty of time to fuck the shit out of you.” said andy. ”Stay right there and don't you dare fucking more or else. Andy left the room for about ten minutes. You heard your door open and it's andy but he didn't come in alone, you turn your head to see your stepbrothers naked and smiling at you.

“It's now time for your punishment kitten. Said, Duncan. “Take off your clothes doll.” Said Michael. You took off your clothes and got back on your hands and knees. “Open your mouth slut and take this cock.” Said Jim. He shoved his cock in your mouth Duncan slapped your ass cheeks so hard you started crying. ”Mmmm yes take this fucking cock you fucking bitch.” Jim moan. “Look at her she a mess.” Said Andy.

Jim came hard in your mouth, you feel his hot seed down in your mouth. Jim finally took his cock out of your mouth. “Get up now,” said Michael. You listen and got up, “ get on your bed and spread your pretty legs.” said Andy. You did as you were told. You got on your bed and spread your legs. “Look how wet she is,” said Duncan. “Now it's time for your punishment you did so well last time. Be a big girl and take it,” said Andy. Michael got on your bed to hold your legs open more.

“Now I want you to count and say thank you to all of us do you understand princes,” said Andy.” Yes, I understand.” you said in a whisper, Andy grab his belt off the floor and then spank your cunt so hard you started to see black dots in your vision.

“O-one, thank you daddy”

Smack

“Two, thank you daddy”

Smack

“Three, thank you daddy”

Smack

“Four, thank you daddy”

Smack

“F-five, t-thank you daddy”

Smack

Mmm, s-six, thank you daddy”

You couldn't take the pain anymore your body was on fire. Your cunt was swollen bad. Andy spanks you six more times until he was getting tired. You were a crying mess, “look at the brat a crying mess just for us, how cute.” said Duncan. “SHUT UP.” you yelled and that was a big mistake. Duncan was pissed that you yelled at him. He picks up the belt and spanks your cunt seven more times, you were screaming in pain.” PLEASE STOP I'M SORRY.” you cried. “You need to be put in your place,” said Duncan.

After he was done spanking you, your cunt was on fire. Andy got on top of you and he started Teasing your cunt with his cock. “Are you ready to take this fucking cock you pathetic slut.” said Andy. You shake your head, yes but Andy slaps your face. “Use your words y/n. “Yes, I'm ready to take your cock.” Andy slowly shoved his cock inside you, you see Duncan getting on the bed. Andy pulled out and he and Duncan both shoved their cock in your cunt. You tried to move but Michael's large hands were holding your legs apart. Jim got on the bed and he teases your ass and he shoves his cock in your asshole.

You scream in pain it was all too much, your body was on fire. Michael puts his cock in your mouth, your vision started going in and out. It was more pain than pleasure. Andy and Duncan started moaning loud you knew they were about to cum. Jim was the first one to cum, he came hard in your ass after that both Duncan and Andy came inside you. Michael was the last one to cum. You felt his hot seed going down in your mouth. You were the only one that didn't finish you was disappointed.

Jim pulled out of your ass slow. Both Andy and Duncan pull out of your cunt, Michael pulled out of your mouth. You were dripping of their cum, your body hurts you can't move. They all got off your bed and put but their clothes on. They all look at you and started laughing. “Look at her boys she a mess I bet she can't even move,” said Andy. “Y/n go clean yourself up before your mom gets here, you don't want her to see how a dirty slut you are,” said Duncan. After that, they all left your room. You started crying you can't believe you fuck your stepdad and stepbrothers, you felt disgusted. You tried to get up but you couldn't everything hurts it took about ten minutes of you trying to move and you finally did. You when to your bathroom to take a hot shower. 

After you got out of the shower and got dress your mom came home. She knocks on your door and opens it. “Y/n.” your mom said. “ I have so good news, Andy said you can finish your senior year. isn’t that great he's letting you stay so you can finish high school.” “Yea that's great I guess can you leave I want to be left alone.” Your mom shakes her head yes and she left your room. You were laying down on your bed scrolling on Instagram until you got a text from your boyfriend Xavier.

Baby💕: Hey y/n meet me outside, I have a surprise for you😏

You smiled at the text he send you. You got ready and when outside to meet him. You had a strange feeling someone was watching you. You see Xavier car outside and you ran to it. When you got in the car you got a text from jim.

Jim🌊: you are in big trouble if my dad founds out your with a boy. You know your his and he doesn’t like sharing with other people except me and my brothers. I don’t think Duncan and Michael will like that your with other boy. You don’t want me to tell them.

You felt sick to your stomach you told them about your boyfriend, you don’t think Jim is serious. You left me on open and that was a huge mistake.

A/N: sorry if this part is bad I tried my best I really hope y’all enjoy it. Part 3 is going to get 🤔 

What have you learned since your death?

There is not always a right answer in every situation. Sometimes the most right answers still hurts those you care about.

OMFG I LOVE THIS

It’s been a hot minute since I wrote about dark!jim and ask is just begging for me to do that so here we GO. 

warnings: choking, hair pulling, spanking, degradation, mocking (?), jealous!fuckboy!jim, smut (duh)

Word Count: 2K

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It all felt so juvenile; sitting criss cross on the floor, spinning an empty beer bottle. But the night was dwindling down and no one wanted the party to end so that was you you found yourselves shifting from mindless games. 

You toyed with your bottom lip, patiently awaiting your turn. Of course there was only one person you really wanted to kiss. 

Jim. 

It would at least be something familiar to you. 

You knew Jim didn’t do the whole “girlfriend” thing. Each time you hooked up with him, you had to remind yourself that it was just that. A hookup. 

It was no secret that Jim had the reputation of being somewhat of a womanizer. You didn’t expect anything more than a good dick appointment out of him. 

And with that he always came through - as did you. 

-

“You up?” messages sent at 2 am always ended with you scurrying out of his room in the early hours of the morning. Jim always made an attempt to make you stay longer, but you never crossed that line. 

-

You peeked up at Jim who sat on the other side of the circle, casually laughing with his friend. A blush creeped towards your face; he paid you no attention as he continued to let out a cloud of smoke from his lips. 

“Alright, Y/N.” someone finally called out. Jim’s head snapped up at the mention of your name. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He looked into your eyes, giving you a sly wink, which only caused you to giggle nervously. 

You gave the bottle a hard spin, watching it spin furiously before slowly dwindling down. Slowly, the bottle came to a stop on a guy named Josh, who sat a few people away from Jim. 

He nodded and offered you a small chuckle before leaning over the center to get closer to you. You shrugged and started to lean in closer. As you did, you caught sight of Jim’s stare boring into you. His sharp stare and clenched jaw made your tummy tighten. Jim watched your every move as your lips met the other boys. 

So now he’s watching, you thought to yourself.

What was supposed to be a quick peck escalated rather quickly. Your tongue searched for his as he parted your lips open. He kissed you desperately. You heard the crowd “whoo” and holler as the kiss ended. 

You didn’t know why but the fact that Jim watched you the whole time turned you on. The idea of Jim being jealous made your mind run wild. 

As you got back to your place in the circle, you noticed Jim still staring at you; an angry look on his face. If looks could kill, you thought. Biting your lower lip to keep from smiling, you looked away from his icy blue eyes. 

“You know, Y/N.. if you ever wanna do that without the audience...” your kissing partner chuckled as he took his seat again, making everyone laugh. 

Everyone but Jim. 

Jim stood up from the floor, rolling his eyes. “Where you going, Jim? It’s about to be your turn.” one of his friends called out. 

“I don’t need a stupid game in order to kiss someone.” he laughed darkly. “I need a drink.” he wandered off to the kitchen to find something to drown down. 

The game continued without him, but you couldn’t shake the bit of guilt that lingered over you. There was no reason for that - you weren’t more than just a fuck buddy (if that) for Jim. 

A few minutes of mindless playing went by before you eventually caved in and looked for Jim. He was leaning against the counter, a bottle of beer in one hand, his phone in the other. 

Not sure how to approach him, you quietly walked over to the fridge, searching for a drink of you own. As soon as you bent down to pick up a bottle, a strong pair of hands were at your hips, pulling your back up against his chest. Jim turned you around in one fluid movement, pressing you up against the refrigerator. 

Without a word, he harshly pressed his lips down on yours for a hungry kiss. One hand held your hips in place, while the other cupped your chin. You immediately melted into his kiss - no hesitation as he took control, grinding his hips in yours, his plush lips smashed against yours. 

When he finally broke away from the kiss, you both were panting heavily. The dark look in his eyes from the game was still there. 

“I think you need a reminder of who you belong to, baby,” he rasped out, his large hand lingering on your throat. 

As he applied slight pressure to it, you felt yourself gasp. 

“Mhm,” you patted his chest, toying with him, “Maybe I do. Maybe I should go back out there and ask Josh about it.” you taunted him 

“Y/N.” his fingers tapped against your neck. He leaned in closer, the smell of the alcohol coming off his breath intoxicating you. His nose brushed over your skin as he delicately placed tiny kisses to your jaw. A sweet gesture with a promising threat behind it. 

His other hand wandered up your skirt, caressing your inner thigh, “Don’t test me.” his sweet words carried a menacing tone. 

You raised your chin up meeting his lust clouded gaze, “Show me who I belong to then.” you pleaded, feeling your panties pooling with arousal. 

“Oh, baby.” he shook his head, his tone mocking. “I think you already know.” his thumb brushed over your panties, “You body seems to know.”

“Jim,” you let his name out in a sigh, eyes fluttering shut. 

He laughed, removing his hand from your panty clad pussy. Jim took your hand and dragged you to the closest empty bedroom, shutting the door behind him. 

Jim gave you no time to think as he stumbled on to the bed, pulling you on to his lap. His hand found the back of your neck and pulled you in for another heated kiss. His hands roamed your body while yours tangled in his brown locks.

Your hips began to rock on to his, feeling his cock harden underneath you. Just as you were beginning to feel like you had the upper-hand, Jim flipped you around, bending you over his lap. 

You squealed as he positioned you in place, your skirt riding up, giving him full access to your ass. “Jim!” you began to protest, but were cut short by his hand coming down on your bottom with a firm slap. 

“Did acting like a little slut get you this hot and bothered?” he asked, gripping your cheeks roughly. 

You looked up at him from the position you were in. His sharp features amused as he watched your ass turn red. “Answer me,” he spanked you again. 

“Y-yes,” 

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he shook his head, feigning shock, “Such a dirty little whore trying to make me jealous. That is what you were doing, no?” he rubbed your tender skin. 

“I’m sorry, daddy,” you wiggled around in his lap. Not only were you surprised by your choice of name for him - Jim almost came in his pants from that alone. You felt his cock twitch underneath his jeans. 

“You will be,” he positioned you on the bed as he stood and began to undo his belt. “On all fours.” he didn’t even bother to look up at you as he fumbled with his jeans, nonchalant. 

Quickly following his orders, you bent over the bed, squirming around enough for him to notice you shaking your hips. 

Jim took his cock out through the zipper of his jeans, his full length erect and oozing with precum. If he thought your panties were wet before... He gulped loudly seeing the way your body reacted to him. He knew how much you were enjoying his little game. 

Kneeling behind you, he flipped up your skirt and pushed your panties to the side. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down you drenching cunt. “You’re so fucking wet.” he hummed, slowly pushing his head inside of you. 

“Jim,” you gasped, feeling the intrusion slightly stretch your tight walls. 

Before he pushed himself further into you, he grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back, “You’re going to let everyone at this damn party know who you belong to, baby. Even Josh.” he tugged harder when he said that name. 

Jim rammed the rest of his length into your aching cunt. He pulled you in closer, feeling the grip of your pussy on his shaft, until his balls were skin to skin with you. 

“Fuck,” you cried out, wanting him to fuck you faster. “Please, Jim. Fuck me.” you could feel him pulsing inside you. 

You felt the harsh sting of his hand coming down on your ass again as he thrust his hip against your. The sound of skin slapping and heavy breathing filling the room. Jim let out deep throaty moans. “My fucking little slut.” he groped you ass, letting his cock curve up deep inside you. 

“Daddy,” you whined, feeling so so full of him. Using your forearm to support your weight, your brought your hand down to your clit and began rubbing at it rapidly. Once Jim caught on, he trightened a fist around your hair once again, tugging it back until you stopped. 

“Only daddy gets to touch,” he growled, letting go of your hair, but snaking his hands around your throat. Tightening his hands enough to make your mind go dizzy (meanwhile never slowing down the movement of his hips) “Understand?” 

“Yes!” you gasped when you could breath freely again. As the flow of blood continued to circulate through your veins. The sudden flow of oxygen returning to your brain made your legs shake - an earth shattering orgasm rippling through you. You felt Jim grow inside you right before his seed mixed into your wet cunt. He continued to buck his hips in slower thrusts, riding out both orgasms. “Fuck, Jim, I can’t,” you trembled under him, overwhelmed by the stimulation. 

Just as you body was about to give out and collapse, Jim’s strong arms went around your torso, holding you up as he finished deep inside your pussy. 

Jim took his glistening softened cock out of you and tucked himself back into his pants. He carefully slid you panties down your legs and used them to clean you up, tossing them aside when he finished. Gently, he laid you down on the bed, letting you recollect yourself. 

He laid down, resting his head on your tummy. He didn’t care about jealous he came across. Not when it came to you. 

Little did you know how much Jim wanted you. Every time you hooked up, he quietly hoped you would ask for more of him. 

He placed a kiss on your stomach, “I didn’t hurt you too bad did I?” he flipped around, laying on top of you. Although there was a smirk on his face, you could see the trace of concern in his eyes. 

You laughed, shaking your head and pulling him down for a kiss. “Do it harder next time.” you teased as he pulled away. 

Jim let out a full genuine laugh, shaking his head. “You’re perfect.” he accidentally spoke out loud. 

A quizzical look washed over your face making Jim Mason, blush.

“I want you to be mine, Y/N.” he admitted, brushing a bit of your hair back. 

Before you could even form a proper response, he continued, “Really mine. Like. Just you and me.” he shrugged, trying to make this as casual as he could. 

“Like a girlfriend?” 

“Yeah.” he bit his lip nervously, “Look, I’m shit at this.”

“I can’t tell,” you teasingly interrupted him. 

He gave you a glare as he continued, “As I was saying - I think I’ve kinda wanted you to be my girlfriend for a while now.” 

“You think?” you questioned, trying (and failing) to hide the growing smile on your face. You had to admit seeing Jim be so stumbly with his words put him in a new light for you. 

“God damn it, Y/N,” he laughed rolling over on his back. “Do you want to be, like, my girlfriend?” he tried to keep his eyes on the ceiling, but those pair of baby blues kept glancing, searching for your reaction. 

“I think so,” you laughed rolling on top of him and kissing his lips. His hands found your hips and held you steady while you kissed him. You bit down on his lip, “Like, I mean, maybe.. I kinda.. sorta...” you joked with him easily. 

Jim dug his long digits into your sides, making you squeal. “You’re a real brat aren’t you?” he shook his head. “

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again i accidentally made it soft 

tagging a few because this came out longer than i thought it would oops. sorry if its trash ive been struggling to write lately so 😗

“Do you like this babe?” you asked jim, his eyes dazed off as he was sitting across from your dressing room, swaying back and forth. You hated when he was like this, he seemed so exhausted, like he hadn’t slept or something, delirium setting in faster than he could have expected.  

You twirled in your dress, hoping to catch his attention, and only getting it when the dress shifted up your thigh, causing him to pull his eyes straight to look at you. 

“It...-um,” you squinted at him, wondering why the shaggy haired blonde boy in front of you was having such a hard time spitting out his words, his giggle fit became apparent,

“So that’s a no? jim what the fuck is up with you today.” you scolded him, turning on your heels back into the dressing room, your body being slammed against the wall of the room, the door shaking shut and locking behind you. You felt jims hands roam your body, lifting the dress with his hands as he crept closer to your core. 

You squirmed around in his hands, all attempts proving useless against his strength, whining in his arms as he moved your hair, placing aggressive bites to your neck, 

“You have no clue what i want to do to you right now, y/n, mmm” his raspy voice cooing in your ear. Your stomach dropped at his sudden boldness, wanting to be anywhere but there. You were sure the whole store heard you both, your body jolting forward as you felt his bulge rubbing against your ass. You tried turning to face him, being met with the eyes of someone you barely knew. His eyes darker than usual, his breathing heavy and erratic, his hand clenching your throat suddenly as you scratched his wrist with both hands, gasping for any air you could, 

“So fucking ungrateful. You know how many of your slut friends would kill for me to fuck them senseless right now? and you’re here denying me of what’s mine.” his other hand grabbed at your cunt, causing a strangled moan to escape your lips. Jim smirking at the way your eyes rolled back, your face getting redder as his relentless grip never gave way, not until you kicked him from under you, causing him to jump back. 

“fucking bitch” 

His words cut through you, your eyes watering, body shaking from the unexpected outburst. What the fuck was going on? You’d never seen him so unhinged before,

“James!-” you screamed at him, moving away and creating as much distance as you could, 

“What the fuck is wrong with you jim, are you completely insane!” you voice barely audible, still strained from before, tears streaming down your cheeks as you watched someone you thought you knew smiling in satisfaction as your sorrow, 

“I dont fucking need this alright, i don’t fucking need you,-” you watched him storm out of the dressing room, not caring where he went after that. Your head pounding from all the chaos, you were barely back down to earth when you had to make the phone call to medina, letting her know she’d have to pick her brother up, because there’d be no way in hell you’d let him in your car after the stunt he pulled. 

//

A few days and 50 missed calls later, you still hadn’t spoken to jim, trying you best to avoid him in the halls. You’d spoken to medina again, explaining in detail what had happened. The sigh in her voice told you this wasn’t a surprise to her, but it certainly was to you. You’d been dating for a little over 5 months, but you’d known him since he moved to Palos Verdes 2 years ago. He always told you, you were the first person to make him feel as though maybe he had a life here. He’d tell you everything about his mother, his father, and even sometimes his sister. You two were inseparable, but it always seemed like he was hiding something. Maybe it was just your own mind making things up, but something was off about him recently. 

Your backpack hanging lazily off your shoulder as you walked to your next class, stopped abruptly by the loud shout of your name. Fuck. It was him. You rushed away, trying to get out of having to speak to him. but he caught up to you, grabbing your shoulder and twisting you around. 

“James, do me a favor and fuck off.” you came out strong, hoping to get the point across to him, because he hadn’t been catching on quickly. 

“y/n, please, hear me out, i’ve been a wreck without you--” he grabbed your arm, squeezing as his eyes welled with tears, he was reduced to his old timid self in this moment, catching you off guard, but you shook his arm off of you despite how much your heart told you to let him speak. 

“No, i don’t want to hear it. Leave me the fuck alone.” you stormed off, leaving him behind you to dwell on your lingering lies. You didn’t want him to leave you alone. You wanted to cuddle up with him like it never happened. You wanted to ignore all the red flags he’s shown you and have him take you like he always had. But you had to be strong, had to show him how he acted would not be tolerated, and if you had to pull the tough love card, you had to do it. 

From the distance, you heard him breaking down, shouting at you once more,

“Please!! Y/n, i need you! please don’t leave me!” his voice broken and shaky, your eyes squeezed shut trying to ignore his pleas. He didn’t realize how much it hurt you to see him like this. You wanted to just rush over to him and kiss him, but you couldn’t. You just couldn’t. 

//

Another few days went by, radio silence from your boyfriend. Was he even that anymore? You were so confused. So disappointed at his action that day. Medina told you to hear him out, but that’s what any sister would say. You weren’t ready. The things he said to you still burned into your brain, your heart still heavy with sadness. 

Ding

Your doorbell echo’d through your house, your head popped up from the book you’d been sinking your teeth into. Your mind roaming with who it could be, who you hoped it would be...and when you opened the door slowly you were happy to see him. Your favorite sunflowers and a bag of your favorite chocolate. 

“Jim?” you questioned, eyeing the presents in his hands. 

“Y/n. Hear me out now? I don’t know who i am without you” he said softly, his eyes meeting the ground, not being able to look at you without those tears rushing through. 

You opened the door wider, walking to him, bringing his head up with your hands, his eyes bloodshot from all the crying he had done while you were away. 

A/N: took a shot at a @dark-jim fic so hope I did it justice, let me know what you guys think feedback is appreciated!

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Degredation, Bondage, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Use Of A Riding Crop, Orgasm Delay/Hedging, Boot Humping, Oral Male Receives, Dirty Smut, Praise, Dark Jim Being Soft Towards The End

“You’re a nasty, little slut,” Jim Mason tsked. “Repeat after me.”

“I’m a nasty, little slut,” Y/N reiterated.

“You’re a filthy, nasty, little slut that lies to her Daddy.” He barked. “Say it.”

“I’m a f-filthy, nasty, little slut-t that lies to her Daddy,” She sobbed, pulling against the restraints in hopes of gaining relief from the vibrations that seemed to wrack her entire frame.

They’d been at this for what felt like days, but Y/N knew it’d only been hours with the wand.

“You thought that was strong? Listen close, slut.”

The buzzing in the room increased, bringing her perspective to a lurching halt. She felt as if she were ready to choke on the sound alone, that is if the pleasure didn’t kill her first. Her skin was slick with a mixture of sweat, snot, and tears which he used to taunt her, rubbing the wetness across her peaked nipples. It was degrading and intoxicating. She deserved it; she had lied straight to Jim’s face and humiliated him as well.

She’d long lost the ability to moan. Low grunts left her mouth instead.

“Are you ready to explain the picture?” His hands traveled the expanse of her taut, sweat-soaked stomach, teasing the underside of her breasts with light pinches that made her back sharply arch.

“Yes, Daddy.” Y/N swallowed heavily, “I-I went to a party and d-didn’t tell you. I got drunk with my friends and Jessa kissed me, her boyfriend had his phone out and took the picture. I swear I didn't want it, though.”

“And you thought that was acceptable,” His eyebrow rose, “to hide that from me? How do you think that makes me feel? You not only lied about where you were Saturday night, but I had to find out through Facebook? Lying, little whore. I bet you liked kissing her?"

"No, Daddy." She pleaded. "I didn't."

“If you cum you won’t be able to sit for a week.” He threatened, completely ignoring her. While he spoke, he’d relented the vibrations on her clit, pressing the wand to her opening instead and teasing the slit of her sex. She jumped and moaned, trying to escape.

“Yes, Daddy. Yes, I understand.” Y/N pleaded. She knew what was coming, a punishment fuck. And oh, if she didn’t crave it like she craved air. “Oh, fuck me. Please?”

“You crave my cock? Suck it.” Jim positioned himself near her head, carelessly leaning on her hair to stuff his weeping cock into her mouth. Still, he held the wand to her pussy until her clit became numb and tears began to leak from her eyes. He fucked her mouth without care, choking her and sinking his shaft further down her throat.  

In the act of begging, Y/N  ran her tongue along the underside of his member, hoping he’d take mercy on her.

“My little cock sucker.” Softly, he stroked her cheek, feeling the head of his protruding cock. He tapped it twice. “Is that how badly you want my cock?”

Y/N moaned, hoping to convey the overwhelming need to have him inside her.

"Remember what I said," He warned.

He undid her leg restraints, quickly flipping her onto her stomach so that her hands remained tied and crossed at the wrists. Complying with his order, Y/N lifted her hips so that he could stuff a pillow beneath her tummy, bringing her slick entrance leveled with his cock.

He paused behind her. The air seemed to still, and it was enough to bring her to the brink of tears. Jim was cruel for teasing her, turning her to a sopping mess between her legs but she deserved it.

The sharpness of his penetration took the air straight from her gut; she could hardly exhale—hardly think as he rutted her. There isn’t any other way to describe it. He used her body solely for the ache he felt deep in his groin, it almost angered him to be so consumed by this raw need, and he gave it back to her in a vicious cycle.

Y/N could hardly think, only grasp that her body was no longer hers. She was merely a vessel for Jim’s cum. A throaty whimper left her mouth, and he was there by her ear, releasing soft threats before shoving her face into the bedspread.

Nothing would ever compare to being at the mercy of a man, not like this. Y/N could care less about social conventions or the 'right way' women were meant to be treated in the bedroom. Was it her fault that she craved to be used by Jim like this? Only he could understand and keep the balance, maintain the adultery that she needed to break up the monotony of her life.

“You may cum.” It’s more of a command—a demand, then anything else.

Y/N’s inner walls contracted once, clenching around his pulsating cock as she cried out into the silk of his sheets, voicing each delicious contraction as they came. It hurt so good, and still, he fucked her through the entirety of it, pressing her screams into the mattress as he filled her with his release.

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

He stroked her hair tenderly, pushing the wet tendrils away from her face.

"I know, Y/N." He sighed softly. "Now stay here and think about what you did."

Jim left the room, leaving Y/N to wallow in her tears.

Hours later Y/N hears the click of the lock as the door is opened. “I take it you have had time to think… no?” Jim states.

From where Y/N was knelt in the floor with hands restrained behind her back she was mere inches from his cock. She was desperate for it, she needed it.

Y/N’s knees chafe against the floor as she desperately mouths the bulge in Jim’s jeans.

Strong fingers carde through strands of h/c hair. Y/N looks beautiful like this. On her knees, naked, ass and thighs red from the riding crop, hands tied behind her back, and begging to suck his cock.

Jim leans back in his chair and smirks as Y/N lets out a pleading whine.

“Fucking slut, on your knees and begging to suck my cock. You want it? Use your words, whore.”

Y/N looks up at Jim, panting. A large wet stain covers the front of his jeans from Y/N’s spit. She lets her eyes roam Jim’s clothed body, god, he looks so good no matter what he wears. Arousal shivers down her spine as leather-covered hands tighten around the riding crop.

The crop swishes through the air and lands on Y/N’s blushing ass. She jerks and yelps, cunt throbbing in delight as the pain melts into tingling pleasure.

“Lazy bitch, I told you to use your words so use them. “

“Ah! I’m sorry Jim! Please Daddy! Please, let me suck you, let me suck your cock. Please Daddy, let me make you feel good.”

Jim huffs, “That’s better.” and drags the crop over Y/N’s quivering thighs and in between her legs. She whines when the tip of the crop comes into contact with her dripping cunt and rubs across her swollen clit.

Jim brings the crop out from under Y/N and sees that it’s shiny with her juices.

“You made it dirty.”

“I-I’m sorry Jim, I couldn’t help it.”

“Why.”

Y/N shudders.

“Ahh, you...you touched my.....my cunt with it and.... I’m wet, Jim.”

“Oh?” He says. Tone mocking. “How come?”

“I...I’m aroused, Daddy.”

“And what have we done to make you aroused? I haven’t even touched you.”

“You..oh Daddy, y-you hit me, you hit me with the crop and-“

“I punished you,” Jim interrupts ”and that made you aroused?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly, there’s a steel hand in her hair, pulling Y/N’s head up.

“And what does that make you?”

The hand in her hair tightens and pulls until Y/N yelps.

“It makes me a horny bitch!”

”What makes you a horny bitch?”

“Getting wet when you punish me makes me a horny bitch!”

Jim purrs. “Good girl.”

Finally, Jim loosens his hold on Y/N’s hair and his hands go to unzip his fly.

“If you’re going to be a bitch then at least be a useful one.”

Y/N’s mouth waters as Jim pulls his cock out, but she knows better than to be greedy. She looks up at Jim with desperate eyes, asking for permission.

“You look like a puppy waiting for a treat, go on then, Y/N.”

Y/N moans in delight as she leans forward. She lovingly kisses up the shaft until she reaches the leaking tip. She licks away the precum dribbling from the slit before lavishing it all with wet, messy strokes of her tongue, savoring his treat.

All of a sudden, the tip is being shoved into her mouth and Jim is growling.

“Get on with it, fucking lazy whore.”

Y/N gladly complies, relaxing her jaw so that Jim can slide in deeper. She closes her eyes in bliss as Jim’s hand returns to her hair. She starts moving her tongue along the shaft and Jim moans, slowly drawing her head back only to shove it back onto his cock.

Y/N whines and shifts as Jim uses her mouth. Her cunt is drooling, she can feel how wet she is as it drips down her thighs,and her clit hard and throbbing. She humps against the air and moans, high and desperate.

Jim sees this and pulls his cock out of Y/N’s mouth, letting her catch her breath. He runs a hands along Y/N’s chin, collecting some of the drool that covers it before slowly caressing her body.

Her breath hitches as Jim pinches her nipples with wet fingers. They’re tugged on for a moment longer before that hand feels in between Y/N’s legs, gently rubbing her clit, making her buck and mewl.

“Aww poor baby,” he coos, “your clit is so hard, I can feel it pulsing. You want me to make you feel good, don’t you?”

Y/N nods enthusiastically.

“You know how to ask for things.”

“Yes Jim, please Daddy, please make me feel good, please please, oh, oohhh my god.”

The rest of Y/N’s sentence dissolves into shrieks of pleasure as Jim starts to roughly rub her clit in fast, circular motions.

Jim leans further out of his chair to get a better angle of her clit. His ears are graced with the sound of melodic sighs and mewls of pleasure as he moves his hand faster.

Y/N’s hips move on their own against Jim’s fingers. She’s close, she’s so close and oh yes, right there, right there!

And then Jim takes his hand away.

He can’t help but smirk as Y/N groans and sobs.

“Hush now, you said it yourself, or have you already forgotten? You’re a horny bitch, look, you’re even howling and drooling like one. So,”

He presses his leather boot against Y/N’s dripping cunt, enjoying her strangled gasp of surprise and pleasure that follows.

“if you insist on acting like a dog then rut like one.”

Y/N bucks her hips, the contrast between the smooth leather and the roughness of the laces making her whine. Soon, she’s humping the boot with wanton abandon, her wetness making the leather shiny and slick.

Jim presses his cock back to Y/N’s lips and groans as it’s engulfed without hesitation. They quickly build up a rhythm, him thrusting into that welcoming mouth and Y/N rutting against his boot.

“Ngh, looks like you’re good for something after all, Y/N,” she falters, nearing the edge, “Don’t you dare cum before me, you’ll wait until I say you can.”

Y/N whimpers at the command, desperately grinding her clit against the smooth leather, unable to slow down. She hollows her cheeks to make it tighter for Jim, coaxing him to orgasm.

He grits his teeth and buries his cock down Y/N’s throat as he cums.

“Aahh, fuck. Swallow it, good girl.”

Y/N purred happily as she tastes Jim on her tongue, suckling until he pulls out.

“Mhhm, what a talented little whore I have.”

Y/N keens as the praise goes straight to her clit.

“P-please Jim.”

“Please what?”

“Please, let me cum Jim.” She begs, voice feathery with arousal.

“I suppose you’ve earned it, go ahead, cum.”

Y/N howls as she cums all over Jim’s boot, eyes rolling back and drooling as she arches her back.

“Thank you, ohh thank you Daddy.”

Jim gently cups Y/N’s face, tracing over her swollen lips with his thumb.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Y/N feels her stomach flutter happily at the praise, kissing Jim’s thumb as it passes by her mouth again.

Then Jim’s pushing his head down to face the boot that she just came on.

“Look at what your messy cunt did to my boots. Disgraceful.”

“I’m sorry Jim.”

“Lick it up.”

Y/N moans, gladly licking at the tip, the taste of herself mingling with well cared for leather is intoxicating.

“Yes Daddy.”

It’s come to me attention that there is still a huge problem with people not knowing how to proper interact with Role play accounts.

First of all , don’t be rude! No one likes a rude person and just because they’re playing a role does not mean you can be rude to them. There is a person behind that character that offers so much of their energy and time into talking to all of us and play a role with us.

Second. If you’re shy or just don’t know what to say don’t fucking turn it into something rude.. negative attention is NOT better than no attention. Figure out something nice to say and then say it.. you will come a long way.

I personally have so much respect for these people who dedicate them self so much into playing these roles and keeping storylines going. It’s hard for me to comprehend that anyone would try to act rude or push them to the point of no return.

With the cliffhanger ending of Trollhunters, a lot of us had been theorizing on what will happen to our brave hero after he (heroically and idiotically) walks into the Darklands alone. Fanfictions and fan ramblings have revealed many ideas. Theories I’ve seen include:

Jim successfully kills Gunmar and saves the children, but he’s damaged by the experience.

Jim acquires allies in the Darklands, and they take down Gunmar together.

Jim gets his butt kicked, his friends find a way to rescue him, and they take down Gunmar together.

My thoughts? Personally I think the last one is the most likely; the show has built up that friendship and love is what sets Jim apart from other Trollhunters and the show is called “Trollhunters” plural, meaning Toby and Claire and probably Blinky and Draal, too, will count as Trollhunters. So I strongly believe the show is building up to Jim realizing he needs his friends by his side for the final battle and that he should let them protect him just like he desires to protect them. Though he may also acquire allies in the Darklands, too. Jim has a way of making those around him feel the need to protect him. (He’s just too much of a cinnamon roll.)

But there is another possibility for Season 2 that I don’t think a lot of people have considered: Jim briefly joining Gunmar or Jim becoming a villain in his own right.

But that’s crazy, you say. No in-character version of Jim would join Gunmar. Even a Jim that’s turned jaded and “dark” would kill Gunmar, not join him. Gunmar wants to devour humanity; Jim is a human. These things don’t add up. And Jim being evil? Please. There’s a line even a traumatized Jim wouldn’t cross. And I think you’re right; I don’t think Jim would ever develop into a character that would join Gunmar or be outright villainous...at least not without some sort of outside magical influence.

But what if there is some outside magical influence that just might mess with his thinking? What if he could be controlled by something dark? Is there evidence for such a thing already existing the show?

Let’s take a look at those Triumbric Stones again.

So previously I made a post breaking down the various Arthurian references in Trollhunters (you can read it here) and in the process, I stumbled upon a thought: why did Merlin want to hide the Triumbric Stones?

First, let’s start with what we know about the Triumbric Stones. These stones are:

The Birthstone: The Heartstone from which Gunmar was born, corrupted by the first war between humans and trolls.

The Killstone: The remnant of Gunmar’s first kill, the Shattered King of the Quagawumps.

The Eye of Gunmar: Gunmar’s own eye that he lost in the battle with Orlagk for control of his Gum-Gums.

3 items: one from Gunmar’s beginning, one from Gunmar’s first murder, and one from Gunmar’s own flesh. Already these sound like sinister items, and none have good origins. One was corrupted by a horrific war and another a result of a murder. Even the third stone, which proves Gunmar can be vulnerable, was first removed from Gunmar by another powerful Gum-Gum, not a hero fighting against him.

Another clue about the nature of these stones is that Merlin hid them. Bodus’ poem claims that “The Myrddin Wylt obscured a Shadow’s bane,” Myrddin Wylt being an old Welsh name for Merlin. Merlin is the creator of the amulet that chooses the Trollhunters, and this amulet has 6 compartments to utilize the power of other stones, which is how Jim comes to use the stones they collect. If these three items were powerful enough to kill Gunmar and could be easily used by the Trollhunter with the amulet, why would Merlin “obscure” them rather than make them available to his chosen champion? Why not allow the Trollhunter, the keeper of peace, to “eclipse all who quarry with thine might”? What is so dangerous about these items that he would want to hide them rather than let the Trollhunter use them?

Then there’s the matter of who thought to find them after Merlin hid them. The Triumbric Stones are introduced to us through the last surviving work of the scholar known as the dishonorable Bodus. Dishonorable Bodus. One has to wonder how Bodus came to be called “dishonorable” and why it is the dishonorable scholar who recorded the location Triumbric stones.

And it could be that Bodus’ riddle even warns against wielding Eclipse. “Where worthy perish, ye will prevail in night and Eclipse all who quarry with thine might.” This could be interpreted to mean that, where worthy heroes perish, the wielder of Eclipse will win with darkness. This could mean that those who wield Eclipse are no longer “worthy.” After all, what can turn daylight dark? ...An eclipse.

It’s all a little suspicious.

The episode itself may even hint at this. When the riddle was first read, Toby pointed out how creepy the riddle was, but Jim quickly silenced his doubts by focusing on the fact that it said “they could win.” It’s played off like Toby just simply didn’t understand the riddle, but was that possibly subrle foreshadowing?

Another potentially important detail is Eclipse’s black color and red glow. Color is seems to be symbolic in Trollhunters. (Personally, I think there’s enough evidence for color symbolism in Trollhunters that I could make an entire post on that alone.) And the color blue seems to be particularly so. Blue is the color for goodness and purity, the color of heroes. The Trollhunters’ souls are blue. The Trollhunter’s amulet and the armor and sword of Daylight glow blue. Heck, Jim, the chosen hero, is dressed nearly all in blue - blue jacket, blue jeans, blue shoes - and has blue eyes. Even the title is in blue.

So when Jim is no longer wearing blue, it could be a significant piece of symbolism. He’s lost his purity. He no longer bears the colors of the hero. He no longer symbolizes good.

Now this may not actually mean much of anything; the symbolism of blue is called into question when we see that Gunmar’s eyes are also blue. It’s possible I’m reading too much into this. But this is also Guillermo del Toro we’re talking about. He does tend to like visual symbolism and has used color before for this purpose. I think it’s perfectly possible he’s using color as symbolism and potential foreshadowing.

But even aside from the lack of blue, the color of the new armor is still significant. Jim’s new armor is black “like night,” whereas his previous armor was a shimmering silver. He’s gone from a light aesthetic to a dark one. A darker aesthetic is a sure foreshadowing of Jim either going through some dark stuff and/or turning a bit darker himself internally. It’s the same sort of symbolism used for Luke Skywalker in Star Wars as he became less pure. With each movie in the original trilogy, Luke had a darker clothing aesthetic as he became more open and vulnerable to the Dark Side. Jim seems to be getting similar treatment.

Everything about these Triumbric Stones and Eclipse just seems to indicate that these items are not meant to be wielded by heroes. They are sinister items of sinister origins, hidden by those who wanted to save the world and recorded only by those deemed dishonorable. Could they potentially have the power to corrupt those who wield them? If so...could they influence Jim to join Gunmar?

But, I hear you say, even if the Triumbric Stones are evil and corrupting, Eclipse is wielded “for the doom of Gunmar.” So even if they turn Jim outright evil, he would still kill Gunmar, not join him. So that still kills the “joining Gunmar” theory, right?

My final piece of evidence is the promo poster for Season 2.

Jim is standing in Gunmar’s hand, holding his sword aloft while souls (lost Trollhunters?) swirl around him. One could say this symbolizes his battle with Gunmar, and that’s how most interpret it. But look at how the picture is staged. Gunmar appears to be presenting Jim to the world...as if Jim was his champion.

And it was this poster that first got me even considering that possibility.

Now if Jim were to join Gunmar, how do I think it would unfold? I think it’d go a little something like this: With the influence of the Triumbric Stones, Jim will end being corrupted and become an agent of Gunmar. Gunmar, fearful someone else would use Eclipse against him if anything happened to Jim, uses this to his advantage Once he has his allegiance, Gunmar will try to force Jim to kill his own friends and open the gateway at Killahead Bridge, just as Vendel warned he would.

As for a villainous rogue Jim...I have trouble picturing what that would look like. While under the influence of the Triumbric Stones, the Jim we know would no longer exist, that’s for sure. And with del Toro manning this thing, we could go in a pretty dark direction, children’s show or not.

Now I could be way off base here. The Triumbric Stones could just be inanimate objects of power, neither good nor evil. But that’s why it’s a theory, right?

Regardless of how the rest of Trollhunters unfolds, I still agree that Jim’s friends will still save him, and they will still take on Gunmar together. I’m fairly certain that’s where this series is going. But rather than saving Jim from the terrors of the Darklands, it’s possible his friends may end up saving him...from himself.