Hi hi! So I’m new here hehe🤭 I’m so happy to have found your page! I love it!
I was wondering if maybe you could write a little something with Jack?! Where reader is his little bunny / princess / baby girl and he’s only just soft for her. She gets to see a side no one else does and loves it! Like just something really fluffy!!
She changed his life completely- for the better! He’s so protective and maybe a slight bit possessive and well he will do just about anything for her! He does things for her that he wouldn’t ever do for anyone else. She loves sitting on his lap while he is reading to her, he goes along with whatever silly things she’d like to do in a day even like playing with makeup and painting nails, or if she’s wanting to go on a road trip then they go on a road trip but her favorite thing and place is to always just be in his arms at some point in the day some times even all day if possible!!
(Sorry this is too much 🙈)
omg i love this!!!
Baby bunny
Summary: People can change, Jake is a living proof of that. Doesn’t matter if those changes happened because of someone else, you know he has worked hard to get where he is.
Word count: 1k
Pairing: Jake Lockley x fem!Reader
Warnings: pure fluff, allusion to sex but nothing else
"Sit still!"
People have called Jake heartless, cold-blooded and vicious. He had been like that, he had been a killer and he had been impossible to deal with. He had been scary.
But he had also been scared.
Jake was a tough person, he was a strong man who had even stronger morals. He worked his ass off, he worked and slaved for Khonshu like there was no tomorrow, he was determined to finish his task and carry on with his mission. Or at least he had been until the day he had met you and, consequentially, fell in love.
It hadn't been an easy ride, but it had been worth it, it had always been worth it with him. He was your everything, you were his, you worked well together because of that. Jake loved you more than you could even imagine, but that was what made you fall in the first place. You didn't care about his looks, about his job, about his "side gig", you cared about him, about how he treated you.
"I'm trying, princesa." Jake was lying in bed, you in his lap as you kept putting creams and oils on his skin.
"Not hard enough, you'll make it spill!" You huffed.
Jake wasn't that good at sitting still, it didn't come naturally to him at all, but he had to if he wanted to not buy another moisturiser for the fifteen times in three months. He had broken a few of them, spilt others, or just threw them away because they didn't "smell nice". He was picky, he had always been.
"Alright, alright, sorry. This one feels... heavy." he complained quietly as he stared up at you, eyes already full of mischief. "I don't like it that much, bunny."
"Of course you don't, it smells like vanilla, that's why." You rolled your eyes and kissed him on the lips, only part not covered in cream. "Once it gets all absorbed, I'll make that mastk for your hair."
"I think you've done enough for today." He was being playful, but you could also tell that he was getting a little tired of letting you mess with his face, even if he didn't mind that much anymore.
Jake had changed a lot over the years, he had spent a lot of time not being comfortable around anyone, he liked to be alone and be the strong, manly man of the hour. He was a cunt, everyone knew that, but he was also a good person when he let his guard down; he did around you.
It took time, but he got there. You met and then fell for one another, you couldn't help it, you couldn't help being madly in love with such a man. He was complex in the best way possible, he had layers that you loved and aspects that you didn't understand, but you still loved him.
Jake was jealous, that hadn't gone away with time, and a little possessive around you whenever someone stared for too long at you or, even worse, touched you. He wasn't scared to pick up a fight if some douchebags made you uncomfortable, he was there to protect you and he intended on doing so until he was still alive.
Over the months he had changed a lot, he allowed you to do anything you wanted - within reason, of course. He was there for you all the time, he treated you like his princess, sometimes he even called you "mi reina" just to prove his point and make you remember how important you were for him.
"It's date day tomorrow." He softly whispered as you laid on his chest, a hand on his shoulder while you lazily watched TV together. "What's your plan?"
"I've no idea yet, it's getting warmer so it'd be nice to go to the beach? Have lunch there?"
"Could work." He kissed your forehead and you smiled at him, brushing a hand down to his belly. "But you know, we could also stay inside, have some fun here, cook, maybe even bake those muffins you mentioned."
You shook your head with a pointed look on your face. "Nope. We'll go to the beach, getting some sunlight will help our moods and I'll get to wear that bikini you bought for me."
Jake perked up at that, he hummed and popped his lips open, shaking his head before huffing out a chuckle. How could he say no? You were good at making him do anything you wanted, you knew how to make him crack -- just enough, you never tried to make him into your pet or your toy.
"Fine, okay. But then we go straight back home." He kissed the top of her head and brushed his fingers down her arm, gently scratching it with his freshly painted nails. "I swear to god, next time you'll pick the colour I choose."
"Why? You don't like purple?"
"Not on me."
You rolled your eyes and kissed him on the cheek, snuggling a little closer to him. He liked to put on a show and pretend to be grumpy, to be not on board, but that was why you loved him so much. You straddled his lap and pressed a kiss on his lips, inching forward a little just to press your breasts on him, trapping him between you and the couch.
"Tough shit, I like it on you, it looks cool." You kiss his lips again and let your hands move down to his belly, resting them on the soft skin under his shirt. "It's like when I paint them red." You whisper with a smirk, pressing your nails on his sternum. "You like how they look all wrapped around your-"
"I get it."
He adjusted himself under your weight as you rested your cheek on his shoulder, draping your arms around his shoulders for leverage. You were tired, but you refused to go to sleep, you didn't want to close your eyes just yet, even if having him so close to you made you want to stay awake forever, just to see him finally cave in and close his eyes.
"Bunny, you're snoring in my ear." Jake softly whispers in your ear, kissing your forehead. "Let's go to sleep."
"Mhm, only if you let me cook lunch."
A beat of silence, a sigh. "Just don't burn anything down, again."
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