#jake jensen x female!reader

[thezombieprostitute]

Lmao this made me think of Jakey Poo

You know what? I'm making this canon for how Jake and Sunshine met.

Summary: Jake knows he's the luckiest man in the world and it's all because of you.

Warnings: None at this time. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No physical descriptors used.

Part 1

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Poor Jake didn't have much going for him when he left military service for the civilian life. He's just not sure what to do with himself outside of work and gaming. He tries to go out, especially when he's meeting up with The Losers again, but often he finds himself just feeling lonely with too much time on his hands.

Then he gets a ticket from you. The problem seems like an easy enough fix so Jake, still being the new guy on the team, gets assigned to it. He signs onto the Zoom app that he despises with all of his being, but it's company policy to use it.

When you answer the Zoom call your voice is so sweet that it takes Jake a second to respond. You actually think there's something wrong with the connection and he hears you saying, "frick. Even in the future nothing works."

He laughs, recognizing the Spaceballs reference, and startles you. "Sorry about that," he chuckles, as he hears your gasp. "That was just...really funny. Don't meet a lot of Spaceballs fans these days." He shakes his head, "anyways, I'm going to take control of your computer for a bit so I can try to fix it."

"Of course," you reply. It is standard procedure.

Jake gets a remote look at your desktop background and gasps, "you're a Pokemon fan!"

"Gen 1 and proud," you reply.

"That might explain what happened," he starts. "You let your Magnemite get too close to your laptop!" You laugh at the joke and Jake feels his cheeks heat up.

"Well it certainly isn't a Rattata chewing on the wires," you chuckle back.

"Hmm. Maybe we should get maintenance to double check," he jokes. He starts poking around your system files and is immediately at a loss. "What the..."

"Everything okay?"

"Umm..." Jake starts floundering. "I, um, I think. Hmm..."

Shit, he thinks. He was really hoping he could impress you. He's never even seen you but you're so nice and a fellow geek. He wanted to go in, press a button and fix your problem, but this is something more complicated than the ticket implied. He's wishing he had his pirate hat to help him think.

"Okay," he shakes his head, clearing his thoughts, "I think I'm going to need to take a look at the computer itself to figure this out."

"Sure thing." You exchange names and give him your cubicle number and quickly start cleaning up your desk. He might be an IT guy but his voice is very sexy, his laugh even moreso. And he's a fellow geek! Not someone who looks down on you for liking "childish things". You want to make a good impression.

By the time Jake gets to your cubicle you've tidied up pretty well. You smile up at him and Jake swears he's never met a more beautiful woman in his life. He's barely able to get out a "hi" because you've taken his breath away.

You're trying hard not to giggle and kick your feet at how cute Jake is. The fact that you've flustered him isn't lost on you and it makes you feel even giddier.

"Um, I um, I like your, your Gravity Falls sweater," Jake finally gets out.

Looking down you realize you're wearing your handmade Mabel Pines sweater and your face lights up. "Oh, thanks! I made it myself!"

"That's so cool," Jake says, earnestly. "I'm always so jealous of people who can make their own cosplay stuff."

"I could make you something," you quickly offer. "If, that is, um, if you'd like."

He smiles at you and, for the first time in a very long time, he feels like everything's going to be okay. The clouds are parting and you, the sunshine, are lighting up his life.

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Tagging: @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @ellethespaceunicorn; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory; @late-to-the-party-81; @lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly

[the-iceni-bitch]

Shaped and Molded

Kinktober Day II: Latex Kink

Pairing; Jake Jensrn x fem reader (Jake and Khaleesi)

Words: ~1k

Summary: Jake just loves everything you do.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (over the clothes stuff, some dirty talk) discussion of sex work, Jake is adorable, fluff, they’re in love, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: They’re so fucking cute you guys!!!!! I really need to write them more! And get Jake as a boyfriend because he is perfect 🥹

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Jake was so fucking nervous, his leg jiggling no matter how much he tried to control his thoughts as he stared at your front door. It took him a good three minute before he was finally able to raise his fist to knock, chewing on his lip and he thought about exactly what he wanted to talk to you about.

“Jakey!” As soon as you opened the door he felt himself melt, meeting your warm smile with a dopey grin while he thought about selling everything he owned so he could buy you presents. “What are you doing here? I thought you had to work this weekend.”

“Couldn’t do it, not when I knew you were all by yourself… oh my god.” The moment he stepped inside and set eyes on you he could have fainted, his eyes drinking you in as he almost dropped everything he was holding. “What are you wearing?”

“Hmm? Oh!” You beamed at him when you turned around after he stopped in your doorway, turning around slowly and running your fingers over the slick latex that was clinging to your body. “I’m trying out a new routine and wanted a new outfit for it. What do you think?”

What he thought was that he was going to have a stroke. On a normal day, you were already so beautiful and perfect he would be willing to let you use him as a sidewalk if he thought it would make you happy. But now? With every inch of you covered and absolutely nothing left to the imagination? He wanted to touch every inch of you and feel the soft curves of your body mold to his fingers as he slid his cock between the swollen valley between your legs until he exploded.

“Jake?” You were still giving him that gorgeous smile that had him wanting to fall to his knees and worship you, and all he could do was blink at you like an idiot while he tried to get himself under control. “You like it, muffin?”

“Ahem, yeah.” He cursed himself when his voice cracked, immediately forgetting about his embarrassment when you stepped forward and pressed your body close to his. “You… you look great.”

“You think so?” If you kept smiling at him like that he was going to propose right then, leaning forward so he could rub his nose against yours and feeling like his heart was about to burst from his chest when he finally put his hands on you. “Not too revealing?”

“I mean, definitely not something you should wear on a trip to the grocery store.” He chuckled when you pinched his hip with a playful snarl, pecking you on the nose as he kept sliding his palms over your body. “But I’m guessing it’s for your job, and it’s perfect for that, sweets.”

“Thank you, muffin.” You bit your lip when he cupped your tits and groaned into your mouth as he squeezed them. “You wanna see my routine?”

“Maybe later.” He couldn’t stop touching you, the way his fingers slid over the latex and the latex slid over your skin was making him obsessed. “You feel incredible.”

“Mmm, Jakey.” You purred when he gently pinched your nipples through the jumpsuit, sliding your hands over his shoulders as you batted your eyelashes at him. “You know, it feels even better when it’s wet and slippery and sliding over your bare skin.”

“Oh?” So, you were trying to kill him today, that was it.

“Yeah.” You grasped one of his hands with both of yours and drew it up to your face, kissing his palm before slowly dragging it down your body so his fingers could fit in the warm cleft at the apex of your thighs. “It’s been rubbing against my wet pussy all day, muffin, making me so fucking needy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” His resolve snapped in an instant, the hand between your legs giving you a soft slap that made you yelp while his other curled around your neck so he could smash your lips together. “I love you so much, you little freak.”

You squealed with delight when he wrapped an arm around your waist and lifted you off the floor, pressing kisses all over his face as he struggled to undress himself with one hand. Jake murmured thanks against your lips when you helped him remove his shirt, nipping at you with a teasing bark when you started to undo his jeans.

Then he had you exactly where he wanted you, your gorgeous body splayed over the couch in a way that made you look exactly like the masterpiece you were, his leaking cock fitting perfectly into the outline of the crease of your pussy lips. He growled when he gave the first tentative grind of his hips, his shaft easily sliding over the latex as his precum started smearing all over your stomach when he leaned down to mold his body to yours.

Every sound you made as he rubbed his cock over your cunt was utterly lovely, soft and breathy and full of need, and he swallowed each one greedily as he brushed his lips over yours and gazed into your eyes, at least until his rolled back in his head as he felt himself starting to lose it. The feeling of your fingers running through his hair and your softly murmured ‘please’ sent him over the edge, his hips jerking against you as he exploded just like he knew he would while you shuddered and arched your body to meet his.

“See? Didn’t that feel good, muffin?” You kissed him tenderly when he collapsed on top of you with a deep sigh, beaming at him when he pulled back and rested his chin in his hand. “And it’s so easy to clean! Oh, you didn’t even get to tell me why you were visiting!”

“Hmm? Right!” Jake gave you a sloppy grin as he gazed at you lovingly, so happy and fucked out he didn’t even care about building up to it. “You wanna move in with me?”

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[littlelioncub43]

Jake Jensen NSFW headcanon:

He is the loudest moaner you've ever been with. This man cannot control his volume to save. his. life. It doesn't matter what you're doing to him, jerking him off, sucking him off, bouncing on his dick— he is letting out the prettiest moans you've ever heard. And the wee thing is self-conscious about it!

He hasn't had a lot of partners, but the ones he's been with told him that he makes a lot of noise, some even said too much. And he knows he's loud, he's not deaf (although there are times you've sucked his cock so good he swears he lost hearing at one point). But he just can't help it, he feels too good, his voice is just out of his control the moment you get your hands on him.

A-Ah! Haaaaaaah! Oh fuck! Fuck! Jesus Christ! Baby, I'm gon— oooooooooooh, fuck, I'm gonna cum! Mm! Mmng! Aaah! He-here it comes! Love you! Love you! Love you so much! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! OOOOOOOOH!

And it doesn't help that you're in his ear, moaning sweet things to him, leaving lovebites along the slope of his neck— it just eggs him on. Which is exactly why you do it, but he doesnt need to know that 😏

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Do It For Daddy

Title: Do It For Daddy

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Jake Jensen x Female!Reader

Word Count: 1.3K

Prompts: Jake Jensen + Female Reader + Daddy kink + “I told you, you would eventually start begging.” + Smut, requested by @bridgetina

Summary: Jake tries something new, showing you a different side of himself.

Warnings: CMNF (clothed male, naked female), Daddy kink, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, pet names for Reader (pretty girl, sweet girl), squirting, forced orgasms, goatee burn, p-in-v unprotected sex, creampie, mention of bodily fluids, aftercare, Jake being Jake

A/N: Unbeta’d, we die like people who tried their best. 

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Your clothing, long stripped off by Jake, lays in a crumpled mess at the foot of the bed. With your hands clutching the sheets below you, you start to whine. He’s nowhere near finished with you, though. You arch your back, inhale deeply, and mewl loudly as Jake’s nimble digits and quick tongue work you through your third orgasm of the night.

While your body trembles as you come down, Jake pulls off your puffy clit and licks his lips. Removing his fingers, he makes a show of tasting the slick coating of his fingers. Using the remaining wetness, he strokes his girthy cut cock as it hangs out of his jeans, which have been pushed down below his ass. His goatee is noticeably shiny with your arousal, and you can smell it in the air.

Jake’s voice breaks through the fog of your afterglow. “Don’t get too comfortable; Daddy’s not done with you yet,” he breathes, diving to suction his lips around your sensitive nub. His fingers collect moisture from your leaking slit and dip inside your tight heat.

Your hands migrate from the sheets to Jake’s blonde-frosted tips. Opening his smokey blue eyes, you watch as he squints to focus on your face. Why he insists on taking off his glasses during sex is still a mystery to you. Doesn’t he want to see you? When you tug at his hair, he gets the hint and moves up your body while his fingers continue their assault on your core. 

He hovers over your face, his swollen lips just a millimeter away, the unmistakable smell of yourself on his breath. Licking across your lips, he teases, then devours your whimpers in a passionate kiss. His tongue tangles with yours like two bodies dancing the tango; his fingers curl upward inside of you to massage your inner bundle of nerves.

He knows your body like no other, so he isn’t surprised when your breathing quickens. He anticipates you moaning into the kiss, pulling away so he can hear your sweet noises fully. His leaky red tip drips on your hip as your legs wrap around him. Your heels digging into Jake’s ass only spurs him on more to bring you over the edge.

“Yes! You’re right there, baby. Just let go and cum for me. That’s it, pretty girl. Do it for Daddy,” he coaxes, his whispered words the last thing you hear before the dam breaks.

Your walls clamp down around his digits; he groans and works you through your fourth release. The squelch of his fingers inside you as he continues to massage your g-spot fills the room for a moment. Jake thinks you’ve had enough for now and sits back on his haunches watching you in blissful euphoria.

With one hand on his hard length, the other is free to draw lazy designs across your hip and stomach. Within a few minutes, his hand dips lower and lower until he gently cups your mound. Dragging two fingers between your lower lips elicits a strangled moan from you. You sputter a couple of words that he can barely hear.

“What was that, my sweet girl?” He leans in closer, his hardness bumping into your swollen pussy lips.

You can’t help but hiss when his balls rub against the sensitive skin left behind by goatee burn. “Please, Daddy. Can’t take anymore,” you plead.

A shit-eating grin spreads across his face; clearly, he is happy with himself. “I told you, you would eventually start begging,” he purrs, tilting his head. “But I think you can take more.” He reaches for the lube on the bed, pouring a generous amount into his hand. Coating his cock in the sticky substance, he lines up with your entrance and pushes in slowly to allow you to get used to his intrusion.

Canting his hips, he slides out until just the tip remains, then thrusts in fully. He groans deeply and doesn’t waste any time fucking into you. Holding your hips in an iron grip, he pistons into you. Taking you apart from the inside out, he revels in the vision of your eyes rolling back in your head as your climax nears.

Jake’s hand moves from your hip to your clit as his thumb rubs the engorged button. The mixture of clitoral and vaginal stimulation has you speaking in tongues before long. When you hit your peak, you feel like you’ve never been higher. Stars explode behind your eyelids, and you can’t stop the sounds from escaping your mouth. When you try to cover your mouth, Jake tsks at you, and you know he wants to hear you, so you oblige him.

He fucks you, long and deep, hitting the right spot over and over until you gush down his cock and balls. As your wetness soaks the front of his jeans and the hem of his shirt, Jake grunts as he continues to pound into you. 

Soon enough, his hips stutter and he pushes in fully as his pulsing cock paints your walls in thick, milky ropes. He lets out a few expletives and tips his head back, tilting his head from side to side. Dipping his chin down, he catches his breath until he softens and slips free from your sore snatch. He watches as his jizz leaks from your thoroughly-used hole, then leans forward to rest the side of his face on your stomach. 

Your hands find their way into his sweat-soaked hair while you both come down from your highs. Once he can move his legs again, Jake stands and waddles to the bathroom, pants around his ankles. You hear him turn on the faucet for the bathtub. When he returns, pants worn correctly this time, he grabs his glasses from the nightstand. Turning to you, he picks you up and brings you to the tub, even though you halfheartedly protest.

You’re surrounded by lavender-scented bubbles, and Jake is eerily quiet while washing your neck and back. It’s only when you reach for his hand that he speaks. 

“So, hypothetically speaking, if you were to give this particular sexual experience a grade from one to ten—one, being the worst ever, and ten, being ‘dear God, please can we do that again’, what would you give it?”

You turn to look at him, sloshing the bath water a bit. You put a wet hand against his cheek and smiled lovingly before slapping him on the forehead. “Are you serious, dweeb? You made me squirt, and you must ask if I liked it?” Your eyebrows couldn’t possibly raise any higher on your forehead.

The gears turn in his head as he nods quickly. “Well, I ask because that was the hottest thing I have ever done in my entire life, and if there is even a hint of something that you didn’t like, I will change it immediately. I want to make sure that I’m doing it right.”

You grab him by the chin and bring him in for a kiss, then you pull back to look into his eyes. You think about starting this huge monologue on why he shouldn’t focus on ‘getting it right’, but instead paying attention to the experience itself. But your brain has been well and truly fucked out, and words are hard. So, instead, you settle on keeping it short, sweet, and to the point. “11 out of 10; would recommend,” you giggle, splashing water on him.

His face lights up, and a pink hue dusts his cheeks. You sense his confidence level rising with that little ego boost. Thinking of when he first brought up this scenario and how he stuttered and fought to get the words out is a pleasant memory. Your sweet nerdy boy is finally giving into his kinky side, and all you can do is daydream about the next dirty thought that comes to his mind.

A/N: This is the first time I have written Jake Jensen and boy, did I enjoy this manboy. I was nervous about the Daddy kink. I just didn’t think Jake would be a “calls himself Daddy” type. But, uh, I was wrong haha.

[eccentricallygothic]

hear me out ok the 5 cevens characters working together to fluster bunny. like randomly one morning she wakes up and she's getting it from all sides. poor bunny is teased to tears before ransom or jensen finally take some sympathy on her and let her cockwarm them while hiding her embarrassed teary eyes <3

Oh God I am melting becauseee-

Warning(s): Somnophilia (consensual), dacryphilia, gangbang, corruption kink, p-in-v, blow job, anal, boob fucking, handjob, degredation, cockwarming.

Bunny is confused at first, (the innocence of which drives Lloyd mad), then turned on but then soon overwhelmed due to how much of a sensitive Princess she is. 

Daddies had discussed this with her a couple weeks ago with a mutual agreement that whenever it happens it will be a surprise because Bunny always has her safe word anyways.

"Hnnng~" her plugged mouth vibrates against Lloyd's cock as Ari stretches her unsuspecting and very tight pussy with a capital S. 

She's basically hanging between the huge men and being held up solely by their cocks like one of those hentais. 

Andy is grunting behind her as he wraps her hair around his fist and pushes his fat dick between her plump ass cheeks and up her much lubed pucker. 

Jensen is still praising her for being so brave as he guides her smaller hand around his girth, free hand stroking her hair which was the only consolation with all the violation going on. 

"Dirty little horn Bunny" Ari snickers from his spot as he feels her move around him. "Half asleep but still moaning and clenching around our cocks while we fuck her dumb."

Lloyd hisses as he enters her throat from his spot besides her since Ransom is thrusting between her tits.

The dark haired man grunts and curses at the sight before him as he rocks his hips against her chest, holding both of Bunny's tits together while she hangs propped up by all their cocks, panting through her nostrils. 

She's spread out and filled to all her brims like a lifeless fuck doll, lazy eyes scanning her surroundings through her still droopy eyelids. 

It goes on for hours. 

Some daddies even change positions. 

Touching, teaching, fucking, degradation and praise which is just Jensen building her up for the other daddies (and him) to crush back down. 

Bunny is a whining and crying gurgling mess by the end of it, covered in cum and tears as she trembles on her hands and knees, their juices leaking out of all her holes.

"Aw, would you look at this leaking little breeding bunny" Jensen chuckles darkly as the other Daddies enjoy the sight.

Bunny ducks her head as this rare side of Jensen makes her feel even more vulnerable, exposed and small, if it were even possible after all that.

Ransom chuckles to himself when her bottom lip wobbles and eyes tear up. 

"But she's a good breeding bunny, isn't that right?" His fingers slip through her sweaty hair as he comfortingly caresses it. 

Bunny peaks up at him only through her lashes and murmurs out a weak and broken 'yes Daddy'.

"Look at how small and pathetic she is. Nothing but a fine set of tight little holes" Lloyd's spank is cruel as it nearly echoes in the room. 

Bunny whimpers into Ransom's hand again and that is when he finally takes mercy at the fucked out sight. 

"Little Bunny can't take any more, huh? Needs Daddy to protect and take care of her?" She vigorously nods, feeling the gazes of the other Daddies almost cut her skin.

Ransom's chest swells with pride and authority when he sits on her Princess Bunny bed and pats his thigh. 

The girl obediently crawls into it before nuzzling her red face in his broad chest. 

The male positions his cock against her much well lubricated entrance before gripping her hips and lowering her down on it. 

Bunny moans and whimpers, tightening her arms around him as she clenches in defense before eventually adjusting to Ransom's thick and veiny girth, feeling him just under organs. 

It's not long before she's snoring against his chest, exhausted from the erotic episode.

Ransom continues to rock them back and forth slowly, caressing her back as he presses a reassuring kiss to the top of her head every now and then. 

The other Daddies leave but not before Ari makes the remark that she's just like a fuck doll, being turned on to serve her purpose and then going right back to idle mode when her batteries run out. 

Andy, Lloyd and Jensen snicker as they follow the giant out of the room.

Maybe they will wake her the same way later. 

With their little slut Bunny, the possibilities are endless.

[deliciousangelfestival]

Nothing Has Changed - 14

Summary: Returning home for peace, you're faced with your tormentor, Bucky Barnes, who is now involved in your family's business.

Character: Bucky Barnes

Warning: Angst, Tragedy.

Author Note: So... I wrote the story outline until the ending. I didn't expect the story to turn dark. Prepare yourself.

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You knew that Steve and Bucky weren't as close as they used to be, but seeing it up close felt even more awkward. Bucky, on the other hand, didn't seem stressed despite his mother being sent to jail.

As you watched Bucky load your groceries into your car, you asked, “I don't feel any bromance between you and Steve anymore.”

Bucky shrugged, not missing a beat as he placed another bag in the trunk. “Well… I won’t deny it. Ever since we all went our separate ways, while Steve stayed, everything just became different.”

“I did offer him a job at the resorts, but he declined.” His voice held a note of regret. “It’s sad that we’re not close anymore.”

You watched him for a moment, feeling a pang of something you couldn't quite identify. You never had someone who used to be close to you turn into a stranger. The closest person you had was Ransom. He betrayed you once but still kept in contact. Then there was Harlan, the only older person who was like a grandfather figure to you. But he's gone now.

“You're a good friend,” you said softly.

Bucky’s eyes widened in surprise. “Did… Did you just give me a compliment?”

“No.” You quickly got into your car, hoping to hide the faint smile on your face.

He chuckled and hummed, “Yes, you did.”

As you closed the car door, he knocked on the window. You rolled it down a little. “What?”

“I know I'm asking a lot, but could you help out at the resort again?” Bucky’s voice was earnest, almost pleading.

You raised an eyebrow. The idea of going back to the place that kicked you out felt just as wrong as when you got fired from Drysdale. Memories of the humiliation and hurt still stung.

Bucky seemed to sense your hesitation. “I will make sure the environment is different this time.”

That got your attention. “How?”

“You'll see it tomorrow.” He smirked a hint of mischief in his eyes, and then turned to leave. You watched him walk away, a mix of curiosity and skepticism swirling in your mind.

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The next morning, you woke up with uncertain feelings. Should you go back? But you decided to give it a try.

When you parked your car, you saw someone walking out the door carrying a box. It was Natasha.

You got out of the car and walked past her. Natasha glared at you, spitting out, “Bitch. Are you happy?”

You stopped and turned to face her, feeling a newfound confidence. “What did I do that made Bucky fire you? Tell me. All the evidence points to Lydia.”

Natasha flinched, taken aback by your directness. The old you would have been too afraid to talk back to her.

In truth, only Bucky knew the real reason she was fired. She had been receiving hush money from Lydia. The first time she caught Lydia red-handed, stealing money from the vault and stuffing it into her designer bag, she was paid off to keep quiet.

Her front desk salary couldn't buy her designer bags and shoes with cash. The money from Lydia was the reason she could afford them. But no matter what she had, it was nothing compared to what you possessed.

“Tsk.” She clicked her tongue and walked away.

You sighed. She hadn't changed. She always lashed out at you.

“Did she bother you?” Bucky's voice broke through your thoughts.

“No. She just blamed me,” you replied, shaking your head.

“I'm sorry,” he said, looking genuinely apologetic.

“I'm used to it. She hasn't changed at all,” then turned and walked into the building.

You started working again. You felt more relaxed, perhaps because Lydia and Natasha were no longer there to cast their shadows.

‘Knock, knock.’

You lifted your head and saw Jake standing at the door.

“You're back,” he said, stepping inside.

“Yeah,” you replied, continuing your work.

He took a seat in front of you. “Me and the other employees are grateful to you.”

“Why?” you asked, looking up.

“Because those women are gone,” Jake said.

Your pen stopped moving. “Was it that bad?”

Jake shrugged his shoulders. “Well, we kinda knew. But we couldn't do anything. Especially me. This place was the only one that gave me a job after what happened.”

You leaned forward, curious. “Can I ask what happened to you? Someone as smart as you making a mistake like that doesn’t seem right.”

He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “People won’t believe me when I tell them, but I guess you could understand it.”

“Me?” You raised an eyebrow.

He nodded. “Just like you, I was framed for something I didn’t do.”

Before Jake came back, he had a good job at an IT security company. But he was blinded by money when he got an offer to make a gambling website.

“Wait… what about the rumor you hacked the Department of Defense’s security?” you asked, intrigued.

Jake leaned in, lowering his voice. “That’s… well, off the record. I can’t tell you about that. But it wasn’t the reason I got arrested.”

The reason he got arrested was someone tipped off the authorities that he was the person who made the illegal gambling website. Jake did, but he was also accused of receiving $30 million from money laundering that was used on the site.

“Wow,” you said, shaking your head. “Do you know who asked you?”

He shrugged his shoulders, scratching his head. “It's my own fault too. I got the request from the dark web. It was difficult to prove to the judge, and I didn’t have the money to pay for a good lawyer.”

“How did you get released?” you asked, still in disbelief.

“I got a plea deal. I knew some secrets. Do you want to know?” Jake winked at you.

You scoffed, “No thank you,” and went back to work.

Jake chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “But seriously, thanks for what you did here. It means a lot to all of us.”

You nodded, acknowledging his gratitude, but focused on your work.

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You went back home, only to see the last person you wanted to see walking out of your house—the mayor.

You stayed in your car until he left, then got out and headed inside.

When you entered the house, you saw Tom sitting on a chair with his head resting on his hand. He looked stressed and pale.

You rushed to him and touched his shoulder. “Father?”

Tom flinched, then looked up at your face. He patted your arm. “Y/N.”

“Yes?” you asked, your voice filled with concern.

“Could you stop whatever you're doing right now?” he said, his voice trembling.

Seeing how stressed and scared your father was, you knew it could only mean one thing—the mayor had given him a warning.

“Did he threaten you?” you asked, your eyes searching his face.

Tom shook his head. “No, he just gave me some advice. Lydia has all the connections. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Bullshit. It wasn’t advice. It was clear that Lydia and the mayor were partners in crime.

“I'll listen to you,” you said, patting his shoulder reassuringly.

Tom sighed in relief and nodded, glad you didn’t object. “I'm going to make some tea. Do you want some?”

Before you could answer, your phone vibrated. It was Steve. “I’m going to take this,” you said, stepping away.

You moved to another room. “Hey.”

Steve’s voice came through the line. “Are you busy right now?”

“No. What’s up?”

“I just wanted to tell you that I’ve arrived at the art gallery,” Steve said.

“That’s great!” you replied, a smile spreading across your face.

“Y/N?” he continued, sounding a bit uncertain.

“Hmm?” you prompted.

“I feel so small surrounded by these skyscrapers,” he admitted.

You remembered feeling the same way when you first arrived in the city.

“But it gives big opportunities,” Steve added, a note of hope in his voice.

You smiled, feeling a bit lighter. At least there was some good news. “Stay optimistic like that, and you’ll get it, Steve.”

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In a big house, a woman lay on the couch, casually flipping through a magazine. An ankle bracelet adorned her right ankle—it was Lydia.

Bucky came home and walked into the living room, his footsteps echoing in the spacious room.

The moment she saw him, her expression twisted with anger. She hurled the magazine toward him, but he caught it effortlessly.

“You're just like him,” she spat, her voice dripping with bitterness.

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Sin on Skin AU

Pairings: Various men with female readers. ❤️

AU Summary: Sin on Skin is the hottest tattoo parlor in town and the men who run it live up to the name. And as luck would have it, they only have eyes for you. 🔥

AU Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral sex (m. and f. receiving), dirty talk, fluff, flirting, feels, slowish burn (depending on the couple), slight angst, porn with feels (it's me, lovelies), more to be added.

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𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - jake finally got time off work, and desperately needing some release, he decides to test out the strawberry shack.

warning - smut, gloryhole, swearing, slightly sub jake, creampie

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

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Jake headed inside The Strawberry Shack, feeling slightly nervous and giddy. He desperately needed a release, and he hadn’t even been able to touch himself because of how complicated, tiring and busy the mission had been. He had heard many good things about this place, knowing the women were well looked after and treated right. Jake decided to give it a go, dressing in comfortable pants and a band t-shirt, his hair spiked and glasses perched on his nose. 

He walks toward the woman at the counter, giving her a small smile. “Hi, I uh…” Jake turns pink, clearing his throat, not exactly knowing what he wants. The woman before him smiles, telling him where to go and how much. Jake hands the money over. “Thank you!” He blushes as he walks past her, heading down the hall and into the room. He chokes on his saliva, staring wide-eyed at the many holes and women. He didn’t know where to go or who to go to. 

Jake looked around until he settled on you, noticing how his cock twitched as his gaze landed on your plump arse. You looked like a peach, a delicious juicy peach from where he was standing. Jake begins to head in your direction, practically drooling and nearly tripping as Jake continues to stare, not taking his eyes off you. He whispers gently before touching you, not wanting to startle you. “Hey, peach. I uh, this is my first time at one of these places, and I want to make sure it’s okay to touch you…” He pouts down at you, unable to stop his cock from twitching.

You giggle, feeling your heart warm as he asks. You wiggle your arse, pushing it back against his clothed cock. “Yeah, sugar. You can touch. I’m all yours for however long you need me.” You release a breath as he skims your plump cheeks with his hands before moving them to the front of his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his hardened cock. Jake’s hand moves up and down as he strokes himself, swiping his tip against your soft folds. “You’re doing so good for your first time… Such a big boy.” 

Jake whimpers, feeling his eyes slip closed as he places his swollen tip against your entrance and pushes in, grunting at how tight you feel around him. “J–Jesus… You’re so tight.” He groans, thrusting his hips and gripping yours. He’s never felt someone so tight and warm before. It was like Jake had entered heaven. He couldn’t stop the moment he slid into you, slamming his cock harder and faster into your soft cunt. “I–I can’t stop… It feels too good!” He cries out, one hand moving from your hip and slamming against the wall. Jake can feel your walls pulsating around him, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. 

Your hands curl into the pillow beneath you, burying your face into the softness as Jake slams harder into you. You couldn’t believe you had been getting every man who knew how to bring pleasure. Your cunt throbbed at the thought, causing Jake behind you to whimper and fuck deeper into you. His mushroom tip slams into your sweet spot, causing your toes to curl and your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “O–oh, feels amazing…” You manage to moan out, feeling your end near as he continues to thrust into your g-spot.

Jake feels the sweat building and his balls tightening, but he doesn’t want to cum until you do. He holds back, gritting his teeth and moving his hand underneath you, locating your swollen clit and rolling it between his fingers. “Mmm…” He groans as your walls flutter around him, sagging into the bed as your juices flow out of you and all over Jake and the floor. He begins to thrust harder, shuddering when his orgasm hits and his balls empty, burying his cock deep into you and filling you with his cum. 

You sigh dreamily, eyes fluttering as he pulls out of you and groans. Jake’s eyes lock onto your cum-filled cunt, watching it leak out, dripping down your legs and onto the ground. He gently tucks his softened cock back into his pants while he catches his breath and cools down his heated cheeks. “T–thank you…” Jake shyly replies, still not as confident. “You felt… Fantastic.” He blushes again before slowly walking off with a soft goodbye and a promise to return. 

You lie there, wondering what man you will get next. 

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[veltana]

Such a bad day

✦ Pairing: Ari Levinson/Fem!Reader/Jake Jensen ✦ Word count: ~2,2k ✦ Rating: Explicit ✦ Warnings/tags: Fluff and smut... that's basically it! Also, pwp, oral (fem receiving), vaginal sex, anal sex, double penetration, unprotected sex, creampie. ✦ Summary: You're moping because it's raining but Ari and Jake know how to turn that frown into something else. ✦ Note: This is my very late entry for @bigtreefest's Summer Lovin’ 300 Follower Celebration and I chose the prompt rain spoils your summer outdoor plans. It turned out so much dirtier than I intended, but in my defense I was suffering from The Hornies 🙈 As always, reblogs, comments and ask are very welcome!

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With a sigh, you stare out through the large windows at the pouring rain, arms crossed, frowning, as if your displeasure will magically make the storm clear. You're supposed to get ready for the beach, not get ready to sit inside all day.

Just as you're about to sigh again, a pair of strong arms wrap around you from behind.

“Don't look so glum, Sunshine, we'll stay inside and play games instead,” Jake says and rests his chin on the top of your head. “But I looked forward to going to the beach,” you pout. “We're on vacation after all!”

Next, a wide torso blocks your view and tilts your head up with a pair of fingers. Ari's blue eyes meet yours and there is compassion in them, along with what you've learned to recognize as mischief. “I know a few games I would love to play,” his voice is low and you know exactly what it means.

This vacation is for the three of you to have time to be with each other. Between work, them being gone at different times for anything from a few days to months, and not knowing in what capacity they'll come back, it's nice to get out of the city and focus on each other. Right now, they want to focus on you.

Jake chuckles behind you. “How many orgasms can we pull from Sunshine here until she begs for mercy?” He guesses. Ari smiles wickedly in response. “Or how long will it take for her to beg you to fuck her in the ass.”

Jake and you moan in unison, making Ari chuckle. “I bet we can make you forget about the beach in just a few minutes. And if not I'll buy you that car you were drooling over yesterday.”

That is a win-win situation for you and you have no doubt which scenario will win. Jake's hands have already started to travel. Up your arms to your shoulders, lightly squeezing them, before finding the zipper to your dress between your shoulder blades and sliding it down. Ari pushes the straps off and the dress pools at your feet.

“Oh, fuck,” Jake curses. You can’t help the smile splitting your face because you're wearing his favorite panties.

“Sunshine, look at you,” Ari’s fingertips brush the underside of your bare breast, causing the nipple to stiffen to a firm peak. “I’ll never get tired of seeing you naked.”

You place your hand on his cheek and draw your thumb over his beard in a caress. “Right back at you.”

The sweet moment is interrupted by Jake’s mouth descending on your shoulder, kissing and nipping. Your eyes flutter shut with a moan. Ari grips your hand and kisses the inside of your palm, then down your wrist and upper arm. You’ll never grow tired of feeling their lips on you, it makes you melt, and it’s as if you don’t have care in the world.

Together they shower you with kisses and love bites, letting their hands explore your skin. It's nothing new for them but they still act like every inch of skin is newly discovered. There is thunder in the distance, and the rain is getting more intense, but you’re certainly no longer thinking of the spoiled beach trip. There is a pulse in your body that encompasses all.

Jake turns your head carefully, claiming your mouth thoroughly before releasing you to Ari, who does the same, before Jake starts walking backward, taking you with him while Ari follows. Ari breaks away from you as Jake sits on the couch and you fall into his lap. “Sunshine,” he says low in your ear. “I wanna fuck your ass.”

Both you and Ari laugh. It’s no secret how much Jake loves that, and you do too, especially if Ari is inside you at the same time.

“Patient, Jake,” Ari huffs and kneels between your legs, pulling off your panties. Jake spreads his thighs, taking yours with him, and in a heartbeat, you're open for Ari’s taking. “I need to have my fill first.”

He lifts your foot and kisses your ankle, caressing and massaging your thigh before his lips travel up the soft skin on the inside. He places it on his shoulder before leaning in.

A high-pitched whimper leaves you when Ari’s mouth lands on your pussy, but he won’t let you just get what you want. His touch is maddeningly light, just enough to make your clit throb uncomfortably hard.

Jake’s hands cup your breasts, squeezing just the way you like it before pinching your nipples. “Or let me come all over your tits.” Jake knows you love it when they come on you, mark you in the most primal way.

At that moment, Ari chooses to softly suck your clit into his mouth. “Whatever you want!” you moan loudly. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly they make you a blubbering mess, ready to do anything to have your release.

Ari’s tongue is doing devilish things to your cunt. Then he picks up the pace and a second later, two fingers plummet into your cunt. “Fuck!” you moan. “Yeah, I agree,” Jake’s face is right beside yours, watching as he casually plucks at your nipples. “He’s so good at that. Love it too!” You feel him smirk as he continues. “Loves the taste, the feel. Love you.”

“Ahaa! Love-love you too. Please make me come! Please please please!” It’s hard to stay still when you’re this close to coming. The nerves in your body are like fireworks. It’s too much, almost painful and you want to get away from it at the same time you want to press Ari's face into you and grind on his tongue. Luckily, Jake is strong and keeps you pressed against him with one hand splayed over your sternum and the other at the base of your throat.

When you shatter you do it with a cry of Ari’s name, his lips and fingers work you through it just as expertly as he made you come.

Blissed out you lean heavily against Jake, nuzzling into the side of his neck, thinking Ari's going to fuck you now. But his mouth never leaves, lapping all over your cunt, sucking his fingers clean before plunging his tongue into your hole.

“Ari,” you whine. But Jake hushes you and you're subjected to the torture of Ari pulling another two orgasms from you before they show you mercy.

Ari kisses your thighs, up your stomach and finally your lips. It tastes of you but you don't mind. As soon as he's done, Jake turns your head and you give him your mouth. He groans as he sucks on your tongue. Your moan mixes with a giggle at his silly little antic.

Ari smiles as he sits at the corner of the couch, legs spread. “Now Sunshine, you get to decide. Pussy and mouth or pussy and ass?”

You whine in protest. Ari's dick is so heavenly thick to have in your throat while Jake fucks you, but the thought of being dp'd with their fat cocks is a sensation there is no match for.

You crawl over to Ari, sitting on his thighs and unbuttoning his pants before leaning your head onto his chest and looking over your shoulder. “Get the lube Jake,” you say and wiggle your butt at him.

He stands up and tears open a pocket in his cargo shorts to pull out a tube you recognize. His shit-eating grin is so cute and hot. It cracks you right up. Ari isn't immune to it either and smiles as Jake starts to strip.

The laughter stops in your throat as Jake's gaze takes on that dark look that makes you weak. Biting your lip you turn to look up at Ari, his eyes looking much the same. His large hands come up and caress your sides. “Take out my cock,” he orders softly. A shiver runs through you as you do as he says. The weight in your hand is as exciting as it's comforting.

Jake's palms slide over your cheeks, parting them and groaning. “Ari, put your cock in, I wanna see you fill her cunt.” His voice is wrecked. “You heard him, Sunshine. You know what to do.”

Sitting up straighter you raise yourself, but before doing as they ask you make sure to swipe Ari's tip over your soaked cunt, slicking him up, teasing him as he did you earlier. “Fuck!” He moans. “You made me so wet, Ari! Jake could probably use it to fuck my ass.” “Don't tempt me,” Jake almost growls.

Then you lower yourself on Ari's cock and sink down easily. “That's so good!” You close your eyes and lean your head back, rocking back and forth. “Such a good girl Sunshine, taking my cock so well,” Ari murmurs and lifts his hip, fucking into you. “Gonna be just as good and take Jake too?”

You nod, but continue to move while Jake uncapps the lube. You stop with great effort, leaning into Ari, and look at Jake. Jake always prepares you perfectly. He makes sure to go slow and it never hurts. The problem is that you think you’re ready way before he does. “I can take it now Jake,” you urge while grinding your clit against Ari. But he only tsks at you and adds more lube before pressing in a third finger, moving and scissoring them. Your entire body trembles, from restraint and excitement. It’s to the point where it’s almost too much again. You need him inside too, or you’re going to die! “Please, Jake, please. It’ll fit, I promise!”

“Damn, Sunshine, don’t stay shit like that,” but he pulls out his fingers and slicks himself up generously with lube. As he presses inside your eyes roll back into your head. Your whole body vibrates with pleasure from being so full. “Is it too much Sunshine?” Ari asks as he observes you, but you shake your head. “I'm good, I'm good, don't stop!” All three of you are panting by the time Jake bottoms out. He keeps cursing under his breath about it being so tight. You take a few deep breaths, then move.

The first time it happened both Jake and Ari came incredibly fast, almost embarrassingly, but they made it up to you until they were ready to go again. It's not something you do often, it's an indulging treat for the three of you.

The movements are small but not much is needed anyway. Jake keeps cursing between the moaning and grunting. Ari's fingers keep flexing on your hips, he's itching to take over but he knows to wait for you.

A tingling feeling starts building, but you know it’s much better when they get you there. You relax, staying still, and without needing to tell them they take over. It’s as if they’re telepathic, or maybe they have just been together long enough to just know, because they move in perfect sync. One slides out while the other slides in.

“Damn, Sunshine, this is so good. You don't even understand!” Jake pants. With a whine, you look at him over your shoulder. There is a thin sheen of sweat on his upper body and his glasses are askew. Bracing yourself on Ari’s chest, you beg, “Kiss me, Jakie!” He leans in and obliges without faltering his pace, licking into your mouth and playing with your tongue. “Keep doing that, she's so tight,” Ari says between clenched teeth. Then he pinches your nipple, making you cry out into the kiss.

“You sound so sexy,” Jake tells you when he takes a breath. “I wanna make you scream the whole day, until the neighbors call the cops.” “Mhm! Mhm! Mhm!” you nod. “I'm so close, Sunshine!” Ari tells you. “But I need you to come first. I want you to squeeze me like a vice when I fill your sweet cunt.”

You angle your hips, making sure your clit rubs against Ari's pelvis. His blue eyes are almost black from lust as you use him to chase your orgasm. “So close!” you say. “Yeah, I know you are. Come on Sunshine, let us hear you come, let us feel your body shake with it.” Ari rumbles. “Fuck, that's good,” Jake's thrusts get more intense, his hips meeting your ass with loud slaps.

You concentrate on the sensation, letting the heat swell in your center, and spread through your limbs, making your arms and legs shake. It surges until it’s as if you're going to lose your mind and then it crashes through you like a tidal wave, pushing a scream out through your mouth, your body seizing with the force. Jake is right behind you with a curse of your name, and then Ari thrusts up hard into you and comes with a growl.

The rain patters on the window as you collapse against Ari's chest and the three of you catch your breath. Afterward, you cuddle on the couch, leaning against Jake with your feet in Ari's lap. A movie plays on the TV but you barely notice it. You feel sated and warm. They absolutely made you forget about the spoiled breach trip and it wasn't such a bad day after all.

[royalsweetteaa]

Hi! I really like your HC AU. Could you do one of how Cevans characters would react to reader flinching during an argument?

Oooh I love this idea! 🥹💔 Let’s get to it!

POV: Y/N flinches in midst of an argument.

Warning - The following HC contains: angst/fluff, comfort, reader has hinted trauma.

Steve Rogers

Steve would cut himself off and stare at you. “Doll, why did you wince like that?…did I raise my voice too loud? I didn’t mean to if I did but I….you know me…I have never and wouldn’t…” Steve begins to ramble a little with his words as he processes what just happened. “Who hurt you, my love? Please, tell me…I’m worried…this had to have come from somewhere, right?” Steve asks as he’s ready to receive an explanation while pulling you in to stroke your back gently. He listens, already plotting in his head to pay ‘someone’ a visit responsible for your trauma response.

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom raises his eyebrows as he sees you flinch and he furrows, confused. “Kitten,…did you seriously think I was about to hit you just now?” Ransom would ask with his arms crossed. “…Do you think I would steep that low?” A part of him takes offense as he first assumes that’s the whole story, but the pieces pick up slowly that this could have come from a previous encounter. He sighs, realizing he’s handling this poorly. “Darling…I didn’t mean for you to react that way. I hope you’re not scared of me…are you?” He’s relieved when you shake your head, and he decides it’s best if you both take a break from arguing. He comforts you, reassuring there’s nothing to be worried about. He hopes you’ll eventually tell him and explain on your own why you flinched.

Andy Barber

Andy would shut his mouth the moment he sees you flinch, and he would stay still as he processes the moment. When he receives your look of feeling guilty, his face softens, “Oh honey…it’s okay, let’s stop arguing about this and talk about what happened, okay? Did I scare you?” He asks first, not wanting to put much pressure on you. He wants to know right away if it was him who had caused you to flinch, and he wants you to feel safe so he speaks in his most soothing tone. When he sees you’re not reacting negatively to his closeness, he pulls you in to an embrace, making you feel safe.

Jake Jensen

Jake would stiffen, wondering what just happened to make you flinch. “Are you okay? You just flinched as if I was going to…” his heart breaks in a million pieces as he puts two and two together. He carefully takes your hands to give you reassurance. “Baby, what happened? Was it me?…You know you can talk to me about anything…I’m all ears, always.” Jake would reassure as he makes you sit down on the couch with him encouraging a chat about it. This incident would bother Jake for a long time, and he would often catch himself in future mid-arguments asking if he’s not coming across as too aggressive to make sure you won’t react like that ever again.

Johnny Storm

Johnny’s sentence would die out the moment he sees you wince and ask, “What was that?”, distraught and confused. “Did you just…” he doesn’t complete his sentence as he flattens his hands and raises them. “Babe,…I’m never putting my hand on you…my parents, while they died when I was very young raised me good enough to know that’s never okay…I wouldn’t do that even if you called me names or cursed at me like Ben always does!” He makes light out of the situation to distract you and pulls you in to caress you when he sees a small smile form on your lips, already leaving you two to forget about what you were even arguing about.

Ari Levinson

Ari’s response to you flinching would be to take a step back and give space between the two of you. He’s encountered women with traumatic responses before and knows that to deescalate the trigger, he needs to show he isn’t going to do any harm, like raising his hand. He would then say to you in a soothing voice, “Sweetheart,…I apologize if I came off as heated just now…let’s put this aside and think of something else, alright?” He would then crouch down, look up at you and making himself small to further deescalate your trauma response. You would respond getting closer to him and come into his welcoming and warm embrace, as you know Ari’s safe. It’s all forgotten and Ari doesn’t see any point of bringing up the argument again. Your feeling of safety comes first.

Thank you @imyourbratzdoll for helping me out a little on this one! ♥️🥰

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[thezombieprostitute]

Tech Tuesday: Jake Jensen

Summary: Jake knows he's the luckiest man in the world and it's all because of you.

Warnings: None at this time. Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No physical descriptors used.

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Part 2

The baby monitor woke you up way before your alarm. Your brain was quick to force you out of bed because whenever one twin started fussing, the other would soon follow and you wanted to preempt that. Taking care of one baby could be done but having to rock both to sleep might require Jake's help and you really wanted him to get some sleep.

You got to the nursery and found Leia using her crib to hold herself up. Thankfully she hadn't yet woken up Luke. She holds out her arms to you and you pick her up and start snuggling her. She curls herself up against you and lets out a contented sigh.

“Just needed some attention?” you ask the toddler, not expecting a response. “I suppose I can't blame you. Waking up in the dark can be pretty scary, huh?”

You carry her over to the rocking chair and settle in. Grabbing the handmade baby blanket you wrap it around yourself and Leia. Her closed eyes and steady breathing might trick anyone else into thinking she's asleep but you know from experience if you tried to set her back in the crib now she'll be fully awake and crying. So, instead, you rock her while humming “You Are My Sunshine”.

Once you hear her breathing change you know she's fully asleep and, as carefully as you can, you put her back in her crib. You let yourself smile at her for a few moments before your body demands you go back to bed for a few more hours of sleep.

As soon as you lay down, Jake has you in his arms. “Missed you,” he mumbles. Smiling, you drift off to sleep.

Jake's alarm goes off, startling him out of sleep. He tries to go to turn it off but his body is having trouble moving. Opening his eyes, he realizes it's because he's holding you and much of his annoyance at the alarm melts. You're both moving and, as soon as his arm is free, he's turning off the alarm.

“Turning on the light,” you warn him and he covers his eyes just in time. The arm you'd been laying on was tingling from having gone numb while he slept but it's worth it to him. He knows cuddles with you were the main source of his good dreams last night. And good dreams are usually an indicator of a good day.

Then again, every day with you was a good day. You changed his entire world for the better. First when you agreed to go out with him. Again when you agreed to marry him. And again when the twins were born. If he didn't have to work, Jake would spend every moment making sure you felt loved and appreciated for everything you've done for him.

The two of you work together to get a quick breakfast, working quietly to try to avoid waking the twins.

“This would be a lot easier, and faster, if you didn't feel the need to hug me while I work,” you joke.

“Just like touching you,” he sighs. “Like holding you.”

“You say as if we didn't fall asleep cuddling,” you chuckle.

“You say as if there's such a thing as 'enough cuddles',” he retorts.

You giggle and lean into him. As much as you joke about it, you really do appreciate the closeness.

“Any plans for today,” Jake asks.

“I was thinking of taking the twins for a stroll.”

“Anything you need me to do to help before I go to work?”

“I don't think so,” you shake your head.

“Let me know if that changes?”

“Of course,” you assure with a kiss on his cheek.

Part 2

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Tagging @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @ellethespaceunicorn; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory; @late-to-the-party-81; @lokislady82 ; @peyton-warren @ronearoundblindly

[krirebr]

Relax

Pairing: Jake Jensen x f!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: ~500 words

A/N: I watched The Losers this afternoon for the first time in years to try to combat the Migraine Sads™ and I immediately wanted to grab Jensen's hand and tell him, "Oh no, baby, just stop." So here that is. 😂

It was the middle of a Tuesday afternoon and the bar was predictably dead. A couple was finishing up an appetizer sampler in the corner booth and a man and a woman sat a few seats apart at the bar. That was it. You were working alone, busying yourself rolling silverware.

As you worked through your stack, you saw the man at the bar leave his seat and move down towards the woman. He was cute with spiky blonde hair and a goatee that was kind of dorky but worked on him. Most importantly, he was fucking built. That fact forgave a lot of follicular sins. The woman was pretty. Brunette with a soft round face. But she'd been nursing an Old Fashioned for the last hour and was giving real fuck-off vibes as she compulsively checked her phone. This wasn't going to go well, but you were bored and kind of wanted to watch the train wreck, so you moved down to their end of the bar as subtly as you could.

"So, uh, you come here often?" he asked her, then grimaced. You resumed your rolling, trying to act like you weren't paying attention. "Yeah, no," he continued when she didn't respond. "I've been here a few times." He nodded to her drink. "I also like drinking. It's fun." He scowled but didn't seem able to stop himself. "And good." He shifted his eyes to the corner of the ceiling, looking like he wanted to die. This poor baby. She shot him a glare and moved to one of the high tops on the far side of the room to finish her drink. He just nodded in response.

You filled a shot glass with top-shelf whiskey and placed it in front of him. "On the house," you said.

He took and drank it without looking up then put his face in his hands. "I'm so fucking embarrassing," he mumbled. "Why is it so hard to talk to chicks?"

"Well, my first piece of advice would be to not use the word 'chicks' so much."

He chuckled, still looking down at the bar. "Any other advice?" he asked.

"Yeah," you said. "You gotta relax, dude."

He huffed. "Yeah, easy for you to sa-" he looked up at your face and stopped mid-sentence. His mouth just hung open for a moment then he took a breath to say something you were sure would be horribly awkward.

"Relax," you said again and poured him another shot. "Can I let you in on a little secret?"

"Uh, sure," he said, taking the shot seemingly unconsciously.

"You're really hot," you said with a grin. "You don't need to try so hard."

You could see his brain short-circuit. "Uh, what?"

"You heard me," you smirked.

"Why does it feel like you're flirting with me?" he asked, adorably confused.

"Because that's exactly what I'm doing," you said. "I guess I like the awkward ones."

He blushed and ducked his head bashfully. "I'm Jake," he said, extending his hand to you. You took it and gave him your name.

You checked your watch. "Well, Jake, I'm done here in about two hours," you said with a significant look.

He gave you another cute, little confused look and then, "Oh! You mean-?" You just smiled at him and he matched it with a grin of his own that lit up his whole face. "Ok, two hours then."

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The assistant (10) - Apologies

Summary: You are invisible most of the time.

Pairing: Former!Boss!Steve Rogers x Former!Assistant(plussized)!Reader

Possible pairing: Jake Jensen x Reader, Lloyd Hansen x Reader, Curtis Everett x Reader, Ari Levinson x Reader, Andy Barber x Reader, Mike Weiss x Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Warnings: angst, flirty CEvans characters, language, plus-sized/chubby reader, protective brothers, Lloyd being Lloyd, arguments, fighting, violence, brothers being brothers, choking (non-sexual), injuries

A/N: We are back to business and bam, did I just add another brother? Yes. No. Maybe.

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The assistant (9) - Revenge for champions

Lloyd reluctantly opens the gate for Steve. He eyes the captain warily, and huffs. “Captain Asshole.” He grunts.

“Kidnapper,” Steve bites back. Like promised, he came in civilian clothes, and without his shield. He’s carrying a duffle bag while surveilling the property on his way toward the mansion.

“I see Captain Asshat came,” Ari sneers at Steve. He looks the captain up and down, wondering what everything sees in the blonde.

“Play nice, Ari,” Andy warns. He doesn’t like having Steve on their property either, but this way, the brothers have control over the situation. And he made a few calls. Things will go according to his plan, not Steve’s. “No killing Captain America.”

Lloyd snorts. “Speak for yourself, not me. If he only breathes wrong, he’ll bite a bullet.”

“Ah, we already reached the status of threatening,” Curtis steps out of the mansion, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. “Jake checks on the cameras, and Mike is doing Pilates or crap with Y/N.”

“If he touched her,” Steve wants to jump at Curtis. “I’ll break his neck.”

“Whoa…whoa,” Lloyd points his index finger at Steve. “If anyone breaks our little chaos’s neck, it’s me. He’s my brother, not yours.”

Andy coughs and looks away. He doesn’t know how to tell his brothers whom he called to join forces with them. If they must fight Captain America and the Avengers, they’ll need every help they can get.

“So, uh—” he loosens his tie. “We should talk about something before we let him inside. I made a few calls and asked for a favor.”

“You asked for a favor?” Curtis turns his head to look at his brother. “Andy, what did you do? I hope you don’t try to bullshit us with your lawyer crap again.”

“I wish it was only about lawyer crap…” Andy looks at the still-open gate. He huffs and removes his tie. “I called someone to join us today.”

“Another guest?” Lloyd rolls his eyes. “Andy, we’ve got our hands full with Captain Turd over there. I don’t have the nerves to handle our little chaos, Cappy and another guest.”

“Here we go…” Ari sighs when a car drives through the open gate. He shakes his head before punching Andy’s arm. “He’s an outcast, brother. How dare you call him?”

“He’s still our brother,” Andy argues. “I mean…yeah…he chose another family over us, and his love for money is making me sick but…”

“Andrew Barber, there is no but!” Lloyd lunges at his brother. He has his hand around Andy’s throat to slam him into the wall.

“Whoa, stop it!” Ari struggles to drag Lloyd off his brother. “We don’t kill each other, Lloyd. Save your energy for our real enemies.”

“He invited Ransom fucking Drysdale, Ari! How could he? That bastard said we are not brothers,” Curtis yells as said man gets out of his brand-new car. “You! Get off our property!”

Curtis storms toward Ransom to punch his face. “You fucker!” Ransom dodges the next punch. He likes the finer things in life but didn’t forget how to fight. “Andy called me!”

“What is this all about—” Jake and Mike stop in their tracks. While Ari tries to keep Lloyd from strangling Andy, Curtis and Ransom throw punches at each other. “Guys! What’s going on here?”

“So, this is how you keep Y/N safe?” Steve huffs. He drops his duffle bag to the ground to storm past Jake and Mike. “I’ll get her out of this madhouse!”

“Buddy, you better stay out,” Jake puts his hand on Steve’s chest to stop him and make things worse. He doesn’t stand a chance against Captain America, but right now, he gives a shit.

“GUYS!” you stomp your foot. “What is going on here?” You storm toward Lloyd to slap his shoulder. “Lloyd, let go of Andy. Ari same goes for you. Stop hitting your brother’s back.”

“But—” Lloyd pouts. “He…and then…and he invited the gold-digger!”

“I don’t care, Lloyd Hansen,” you poke his arm. “We do not hurt the people we love. I want you to apologize to your brother.” You harrumph and tap your foot. “Lloyd, apologize to your brother or there will be no dessert for you.”

Lloyd’s eyes darken. He looks at your crotch and hums. “I love me some dessert, Cupcake. What do you have to offer?”

“Not that, you little pervert,” you slap the back of his head. “Now play nice, Lloyd.”

“Fine,” he pouts. “I’m sorry for choking you.” He looks at Andy, not sorry at all.

“Ari, your turn,” you point at Ari. “I’m waiting. There will be no head massage and hair pulling for you if you do not apologize for slapping your brother.”

“Is it just me, or is this kind of hot?” Lloyd grins. He’s happy that he isn't the only one who got in trouble this time.

“Lloyd, I’m sorry for slapping your back. Even though you deserved it and I only tried to keep you from choking Andy to death.”

“Very well,” you clap your hands and turn your attention toward Mike. “Are you okay? Did one of them hurt you too?”

“No, I’m good but—” He points at Curtis and Ransom. They are tangled in each other, fighting for control. “Uh-we should stop them too…”

“Christ on a cracker!” You throw your hands up. “You…” you point at Steve. “Hands off Jake.” You look at Jake. “Jakie, no violence. How about you and Mike talk some sense into your brothers.”

“Sure, Sweetie,” Jake relaxes when you press a soft kiss on his cheek. “But if he blinks, I’ll smash him with my laptop.”

“Fair,” you nod and walk toward Curtis and Ransom. Curtis tries to wrestle Ransom to the ground while Ransom tries to kick Curtis’s shin. “Guys, what’s your problem?”

“Hey,  Sunshine,” Curtis pants. He pushes Ransom to the ground, grabs his arm, and twists it. “We are good, Y/N. Just give me a minute to convince my brother to leave our property.”

“Another brother,” you crouch down to get a better look at the man on the ground. “You really are the seven dwarfs.” You smirk at the man staring up at you. He grins and licks his lips.

“Oh, that’s a nice new addition,” Ransom purrs. “Tell me, Sugar. Whom do you belong to?”

“She’s our friend, stop hitting on her,” Curtis puts his foot onto Ransom’s chest. “You are not welcome here.”

Ransom sucks his lower lip in. “She belongs to all of you.” He whistles. “You’re a sweet thing. Hmm…I can think of a thing or two to make you happy.”

“Ransom!” Jake grunts. “Don’t talk like that to Y/N!”

“Curtis, let his arm go,” you place your hand on Curtis’s shoulder to calm him. “People are watching.” You whisper. “We don’t want to draw too much attention toward us. Remember?”

“You’re lucky she stopped me,” Curtis drops Ransom’s arm and steps away. “If not I’d rip your arm out to slap you to death with it.”

“Curtis!” You tut. “Why are you so angry at him?”

“He left us when we needed him the most,” Lloyd wraps his arm protectively around your shoulders. “We were barely fifteen, and that bastard talked some rich people into adopting him. They wanted an heir, and he wanted to get away from us.”

“Can you blame me for not wanting to end up being a mobster and get shot dead? I wanted more from life than that. Just like Andy. But he’s here, parading around the mansion!” Ransom growls. “You forgave him for leaving, but not me. I was a kid looking for hope.”

“You’re a gold-digging whore wanting shiny things, nothing else,” Lloyd spits on the ground next to Ransom. “I suggest you stay far away from me, and Y/N.”

“Lloyd…” Andy sighs. “Please stop this shit. You can’t expect all of us to want the same things you want from life. We tried a different life, okay. The moment you called I was there. Just like Ransom came here after I asked him for help.”

“He won’t get one of the good bedrooms,” Lloyd pecks your cheek before he turns to walk inside the mansion to calm down. “We should head inside and…” he looks at the still-open gate. “Can someone close the fucking gate?”

“So…” you press a cool pack to Curtis’s cheek, “Ransom is the last brother or are there more of you?”

“You can’t get enough of us, huh?” Ari smirks. He bandages his hand while glaring at Lloyd sitting across from him. “You didn’t have to choke Andy.”

“You didn’t have to…” Lloyd mimics Ari. “I do whatever the fuck I want to do.”

Jake and Mike keep out of their fight. They busy themselves watching Steve. The captain sulks in a corner while you play nurse for the brothers.

After offering a cool pack to Ransom and taping his split eyebrow, you took care of Curtis. “Press the cool pack to your cheek. It will help.”

“Thank you, Sunshine,” Curtis sighs when you run your hand over his head. “You’re the best.”

“Andy, no. We need to put something on that too,” you sniffle looking at Andy’s bruised neck. You carefully touch his skin. “Lloyd, you should be ashamed of hurting your brother like that. This is not okay.”

“I said I’m sorry,” Lloyd grumbles under his breath. “He had it coming. What’s a good choking among brothers, right?” He flashes you a smile. “Come on, that one was funny.”

“Not if anyone gets hurt, Lloyd,” you tut. “I thought we wanted to prove to Captain Rogers that I’m safe with all of you. The moment he set foot onto your ground you started fighting each other.”

Steve crosses his arms over his chest. He watches you and listens closely. This is his chance. If he can convince you that the brothers are dangerous, you’ll follow him.

Part 11

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It Takes All Packs to Make It Work Masterlist

Welcome to what's becoming quite the expanded universe. Funny how it all started with a pairing that didn't seem like it would work, but it's soon become so much more.

It really does take all kinds of packs to make it work in a world where alphas, betas, and omegas are learning to live and love together. One relationship at a time.

You can find even more of this universe in Part 2 and Part 3.

Jake and Steve have been looking for their omega for a while. Neither of them expect to have her quite literally drop into Steve's lap one day. (Their Omega comes to be known as Angel.)

Main Story

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 (Final)

One -Shots

First Birthdays as a Pack: Jake / Steve / Omega

Moving In

Size Comparisons

Meeting Friends

Meeting Family

Alpha Commands - Coming September 30

Candle Making / Scents

Jake's Promotion Cake

An Accidental Eavesdropping

A Permanent Mark

Revenge Best Served by Three Alphas

Heats and Ruts - Coming September 23

Anxiety-Induced Vertigo (Sicktember prompt) - Coming September 23

Sick People Food (Sicktember prompt) - Coming September 30

Game Night (Cozytober prompt)

Trick or Treating Gone Wrong (Cozytober prompt)

Ingredients & Spells (Flufftober prompt)

Yarn (Flufftober prompt)

Gravestone (Flufftober prompt)

Naughty List (Fluffcember prompt)

Winter Storm (Fluffcember prompt)

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Bucky is surprised to run into an omega from his past. What surprises him even more is learning she's been raising his daughter, a child he never knew even existed. (Bucky's reader comes to be known as Precious.)

Main Story

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7 (Final)

One-Shots

Bad Day at School (Cozytober prompt)

Claiming His Omega

Missing Omega

Meeting the Grandparents

Gracie’s Designation Reveal

First Birthdays Together

Gracie’s New Friend

A Welcome Addition

Redecorating Omega’s Old Room

Spoiling Bucky

Evolution of Omega's Nickname

True Mate Connection

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[eccentricallygothic]

Thought about doing homework with College Daddy!Jake Jensen while trying to focus on my own today because I always think about him while doing it… 

Warning(s): Cock warming, denial, Daddy!Jake Jensen, ddlg, m!dom, f!sub, unprotected p-in-v, Jake is older, allusions to dacryphilia, power imbalance, brat taming. MDNI. 

-> “Daddy, please!” A whine croaked out of your parched throat as your back tried to arch but was restricted its need due to Jake’s heavy arm that lay coiled around your waist. 

-> “Be a good girl, honey” the vibration of the senior’s vocal cords drilled into your skin from how his face was slotted into the junction of your neck and shoulder, the hair on his chin tickling your tender flesh.

-> “B- But I can’t focus when you’re… you– hng!” You let out another throaty grumble when his cock twitched deep inside your velvet cavern.

-> “Or, maybe…” He was literally distracted by the characters on his screen as he typed away commands on the programming software with a nonchalance that made you want to cry. “You’re just a lazy little brat” there was something about the casual dismissiveness with which he treated your worked up form; how relaxed he seemed while you had to bite down on your textbook to hold back your tears.

-> You poutily winced before uneasily attempting to shift from where you sat atop his muscular thighs. 

-> But his hold on you was too firm.

-> “Daddy!” You tried to chide but all that came out was a pathetic little plea.

-> “Behave yourself, baby” your pussy blinked around his mighty girth that your poor hole had been forced to swallow to the brim when Jake had sat your procrastinating ass down by grabbing your loitering form with one easy stretch of his arm.

-> You whined and pouted to get your way.

-> Jake only tutted as he patted one of your thighs before turning your head that was trying to weaken his resolve with your pouty lips to face your own screen that had way more sparkle and colour compared to his.

-> “Tell you what, if you be a good girl…” A choked cry escaped you when he suddenly grabbed both your hips and gave you a thrust by effortlessly lifting you until only his tip was inside before stomping you down and giving you a jerk of his hips at the same time. The satin of your cavern squished against the rigid dents of his cock in the most delicious way, making you whine out again. “Daddy will consider your case, yeah?” And his manly fingers resumed their speedy typing like they had never ceased their movements in the first place.