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The One I Want: Part 6

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x plus size!reader

Summary: You’re new in town and some guy named Jake is about to be your roommate. Being skeptical of new people keeps you lonely and uninterested in any entanglements, but Jake is desperate to change that.

Notes/Warnings: mentions of physical abuse. probably cursing, but idk. insecurity and vulnerability. I'm sure there are typos.

Words: 2825

The One I Want Masterlist

Jake’s eyebrows pinch in confusion at the shifting expression on your face, then he follows your line of sight over his shoulder. Though he’s still yards away from you, you hear the soft ‘damn it’ that leaves his mouth. He’s out of his seat in the next half-second, Rooster quickly joining him. 

“How is she here?” Jake asks as you ease behind him. 

“I have no idea,” Bradley says.

Sifting his hand through his hair, Jake curses again as if the woman making her way toward the group is a ticking bomb they’re running out of time to dismantle. “Can you and Millie take her back to the apartment?”

“Your girl?”

“Yes. I don’t know what Brit will say, but I don’t want it directed at her. When Brit realizes she’s my roommate—”

Rooster nods. “Enough said.”

“Thank you.” Jake whips around and his head jerks back in surprise—his mouth parts. A new shade appears to travel up his neck to his cheeks, but the pinkish hue could easily be mistaken for the fiery glow of the bonfire reflecting off his skin. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Just a minute,” you say. “Who is she?”

Nat and Bob pull up on either side of you and you notice how all sets of eyes are glued to the woman who is still too far away to identify properly. Though, despite her distance and that you’d asked Jake for confirmation, she’s no mystery to you. She’s undoubtedly the woman from the gift shop. What you don’t understand is the intensity of everyone's reactions. 

Nat crosses her arms and with a frown, says, “Jake, how does she know you’re here?”

It’s a question that goes unanswered, but you suspect it’s not one that has an answer. They’re all shocked; no one pilot more or less confused than another. 

Ignoring both your question and Nat’s, Jake places his hands on your forearms to regain your attention. “Rooster and Millie are going to take you back to our place, alright?”

“Jake, why—”

“I just need to deal with this,” he interrupts, a barely detectable plea hidden within his tone. “I’ll get rid of her and then I’ll be home.”

Your breath catches at his wording. Get rid of her. You suddenly don’t care about the irritation swirling around the group or the stress on Jake’s face. Time slows. You’re shot back to a life you’ve been trying to forget. A life that had you so often discarded you'd learned to rid people of yourself before they could do it for you. 

“Does she deserve to be gotten rid of, Jake?” you ask, just above a whisper, for him and only him.

He flinches as if you slapped him, but he doesn't release you, and a bulge briefly forms in his throat before, bit by bit, the hurt infects the features of his face. He looks down to where his fingers are wrapped around your arms and squeezes, so light and gentle that were you not sensitive in the moment--hyperaware of every movement and sound--you wouldn't have felt it.

His hands slide down to your fingers, the pads of his fingertips resting under yours, his thumb grazing along the nail of your index finger. When his eyes flick up to yours, he says, “I’ll explain later."

The woman is close enough now that you can see the harsh scrutiny in her gaze as she looks you up and down. It morphs into a glare when she notices Jake’s hands on you, and she picks up in speed.

“If we’re going, it needs to be now,” Rooster says. “Baby,” he calls out for Millie, “We gotta go.”

She leaps up and rushes over to take his hand. The smile she directs at you is forced. “I was gettin’ tired anyway.”

—

Rooster and Millie drop you off with matching tense faces that look misplaced on both of them; appearing so odd you can’t help but stare hard at the crease in Rooster’s brow reflecting back at you in the rearview mirror. Despite only getting to know these people tonight, you suspect the mood filling this car is uncommon, especially when these two are within a foot and a half of one another while their hands are clasped and resting on the center armrest. 

“Jake will be back soon,” Rooster says as you exit the vehicle.

Then Millie adds a syrupy sweet, “I loved meetin’ you. If you ever wanna get together, let me know. I could use another friend in this town.”

Momentarily, you forget Jake in favor of the redhead smiling at you through the rolled-down passenger window. You could use another friend, too. Someone who isn’t so perfectly formed from the outside world's perspective. Someone who might be able to understand you. 

“I’d like that,” you reply. 

Rooster waits until you’re through the door of the building before peeling out of the lot and back down the street. 

When you make it into the apartment, you’re not entirely sure what to do. Everything you could do to distract yourself, whether it be cleaning or reading or watching TV, you won’t be able to put any heart into. They’d be useless distractions. You opt instead to take a seat on the couch and wait. But then the waiting grows boring, so you start to think. 

Get rid of her. Get rid of her. Get rid of her. 

There’s a layer of bitterness coating the roof of your mouth that you can’t swallow.

You just started settling into the idea that Jake could be different—good. His heart isn’t something he appeared to hide from you and the more time you spend around him, the more honest you’ve sensed him to be. Your resistance has yet to deter or turn him sour. Regardless of how you act, he still smiles at you every morning. He still makes you coffee and picks you up from work and wants you to spend time with his friends. He tries to integrate you into his life, but now you’re not sure for what purpose if this is how he views women. Disposable. 

You can feel it begin to crush you from all sides as you imagine the day Jake will look at you differently. The way he looked at her. 

Jake is worn down when he enters the apartment and finds you on the living room couch, your spine locked pin-straight. His eyes have lost their light, there is potentially a new fine wrinkle across his forehead, and his lips are pulled so tight they almost disappear. He’s so altered from the happy man of an hour ago. In fairness, you are as well. 

When he sees you, Jake smiles softly, weakly. It doesn’t reach his eyes. “You alright?” he asks.

You hadn’t considered a plan for addressing the event Jake didn’t allow you to witness, so it is your unprocessed emotions from the last hour that have you ignoring his question in favor of fueling what next comes out of your mouth. “She’s your girlfriend, isn’t she?”

Jake’s brow pinches as he crosses his arms. There’s no anger behind it; almost disappointment that you’ve reached such a conclusion. “What makes you say that?”

“I saw the mug in the trash. She got it at the gift shop where I work. A shirt, too, that matches.” 

The strain of his shoulders releases and his head falls back a bit, like that knowledge was the very last thing he needed you to have. “Fuck,” he groans, straightening his neck. “Of all the goddamn shops in this town…” His head shakes, then his eyes lock onto yours. “She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Was your girlfriend.”

“Not that either. She’s just…She lived here. Before you.”

Your hands tighten into fists that lightly press into the couch cushions. “Did you kick her out?”

“Not exactly,” he says. “She was month-to-month, and the month was up.”

“That doesn’t explain the mug, or the shirt.”    

Your words are spewing so fast, every held in question breaking out, and you don’t dare stop yourself. You need to know if you’re correct. You need the explanation he promised you to confirm your suspicions. You need it. 

“You were sleeping with her, right?” You ask, though you’re already positive that’s what birthed the issues between him and that woman. “You slept with her and now she has feelings for you so you won’t let her stay here anymore…Right?”

The hurtful look that you’d caused at the beach reforms on his face, and it’s a deep stab into your chest, a mix of frustration and regret. “It’s more complicated than that.”

“Sounds simple to me,” you snap. “Is this what you do? You sleep with women until it’s no longer convenient for you?”

“No! God, no. It’s not like this is my thing. She lived here and we got involved for three months. That was it,” he explains in a rush. “It wasn’t ever going to be anything more than sex, not to me, and when she realized that, she lost her shit, Ok? Broke things. Threw things. Hit me. I couldn’t let her stay here forever. I’m not some heartless dick, it just got out of hand.”

When he’s done, his chest is rising and falling like a man just off a five-mile run. He swallows hard, dragging a hand down his face in the silence that follows. 

It’s not a silence you know how to break. It’s a silence that demands you feel the full force of that stab wound in your chest, now shoved deep enough into your body to slice you right down the middle. Frustration is gone, easily overpowered by regret.

In a matter of ten seconds, Jake flipped over everything you had prematurely decided about the story between him and the woman. When you saw how she looked at you tonight and heard what Jake said, you thought you identified with her, that you’ve felt what she feels, that only you could see a swirling well of pain under her layer of anger. But as Jake stands before you, exhausted and desperate for you to understand, you realize you never considered that it’s with him you identify. Maybe it’s why pushing him away is much harder than anyone from your past. Maybe it’s why you want to believe he is good and genuine and kind. And maybe it’s why you’re realizing with each passing day that if you leave this town, you might not get away without also leaving a bit of yourself behind. Over the past months, you have—by subconscious mind or soul—connected with Jake Seresin through the pain you didn’t even know he’d faced. 

Jake steps around one of the chairs opposite the couch and his body falls into it like a ragdoll. 

“Does–” you begin, testing your voice. It’s meeker than you would like. “Does your team know what she did? Is that why they were so bothered when she showed up tonight? Everyone went into hyper-defense mode.”

He sits up, more at ease now that you’ve let go of your accusations. “They know she gave me trouble. They don’t know she would smack me or break my shit whenever I refused to treat her like my girlfriend.”

“Why?”

“If I told them while it was going on, they would’ve been pissed that I was letting her stay for a couple more weeks. They would’ve shown up at my door with a net to toss over her and drag her out,” he says, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. His hands clasp and one thumb runs back and forth over the other. “And I don’t tell them now because, even though it's over, the lecture would last days.”

“With everything she was doing, didn’t you want her out as soon as possible?”

“Of course I did, but she didn’t have anywhere to go yet,” he says. “Eventually, I found her a place and paid for six months in advance. She’s got about three more months before she has to take over the lease.”

As he speaks, a dash of hypocrisy weasels its way into your system. A defensiveness that you’ve never used to protect yourself instantly latches on to Jake. 

You want him to tell his friends about what he’s been through, though you refuse to toss him the measliest crumbs from your own story. You want to explain to him that he shouldn’t have sacrificed himself in his effort to remove that woman from his life, while also ignoring the fact that self-sacrifice is the only option you’ve ever chosen. You want him to tell you everything he’s ever felt so he can remove the boulder from his back, as long as he doesn’t request the same of you. But you know Jake doesn’t work that way. With a given inch, he goes for a mile, and you can’t risk that. 

“Does she bother you often?” you ask. 

“There are days when she shows up out of nowhere, not unlike tonight, either pissed off all over again about everything that went down,” he nudges his head in the direction of the trash can, “or sickeningly sweet and asking to come back with gifts in hand.”

From that alone, you know Jake Seresin is stronger than you. He stands firm in one place despite the chaos that sporadically comes and goes from his life. He stakes his claim, choosing to remove the problem rather than consider that he is the problem and must be the one removed. But you can see, no matter how strong, it takes its toll on him.  

What comes over you next, you’re not quick enough to stop. You stand and find a new seat on the glass coffee table across from him, not fighting the closeness that gives your knees no choice but to be tucked between his. When your touch lands atop his clasped hands, they immediately untangle and, much like your legs, your hand becomes encased. Were you with anyone else, you’d feel trapped, one step away from prisoner. But here, now, with Jake, your body isn’t pulling away. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper.

Though his head is lowered, he nods and you catch a hint of his half-hearted smile. Then he flips his hand so your palm is face-down on his, and with his other hand traces the edges of your fingers, from thumb to pinky and back. You try to ignore the zips and tingles that shoot up your arm from his soft motions. You fail. 

“Jake, why do you even bother with a roommate? I know you can afford this place on your own.”

“I don’t like to be alone,” he says, still lazily running his touch up and down the curves of your fingers.

“How come?”

That finger ceases its gentle tracing and he looks up. He’s suddenly much closer. Less inches remain between your nose and his, your eyes and his, your lips and his. “How about this…” His breath holds a heat that brushes your cheeks. “I tell you something; you tell me something.”

When you instinctively lean back a few inches, you swear he moves forward, like a magnet chasing after its partner. Your hand starts to slip and his palm shifts so his fingers can curl up through the spaces between yours.

“Like what?” you ask.

“Something about you.”

His eyes hold yours, that increasingly intoxicating shade of mossy green unwavering. His touch seems to extend past the warmth of his grasp, now flowing through you from head to toe. 

“What do you want?” you let out an awkward chuckle to distract yourself, and hopefully Jake as well, from the heat flushing your cheeks. “My favorite color?”

“Your favorite color is green,” he says. “I want to know something more than that, if you’re willing to share it.”

You search for any meaning behind what he says other than the one you know he’s after. He doesn’t just want something more, he wants something that means more. Something deeper that will put a crack in your shell. Something that will bring you closer to him.

To your surprise, it’s not a thought you immediately banish. Giving him more would, in theory, aid the budding connection you're not sure you want to break. But what you have to give might very well break that connection anyway. It could bring him a clarity you’d rather he not have as to why you are the way you are. If your story is too much for him to accept without altering how he sees you, you will pack up and leave solely for the escape, to avoid witnessing the rapid change of his treatment of you. And whatever he has to share in exchange couldn’t possibly have you viewing him as negatively as he might view you. 

“It’s a fair trade, don’t you think?” he says, “So, what do you say?”

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A/N: Sorry if your favorite color isn’t green. I just picked one.

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[blackwidownat2814]

Merry Christmas Lieutenant (J.Seresin)

Pairing: Jake Seresin x female reader

Word Count: 1440 (ish)

A/N: Written for @sailor-aviator’s Christmas Writing Challenge. My word was candy cane. To be super honest, I completely forgot I had to write this until last night and went through about 5 ideas before I landed on this today. Thanks to @buckysdollforlife for the quick beta-ing they did earlier. Part of the Jake & Dewey ‘Verse. GIF by @babyrooster

Dividers by: @saradika (Go check out her others, they're awesome!!!)

Warnings: Super fluffy and honestly? The most suggestive thing I’ve written…ever. So yeah, implied future smut I guess?

Masterlist

MERRY CRISIS EVERYONE!!!

When you’d told Jake that your favorite thing about Christmas was candy canes and other peppermint flavored things, you didn’t think he’d go this hard with it.

On December 1st, you shambled into the kitchen to see Jake standing at the island with a steaming mug in his hand and a big smile on his face.

“Merry Christmas sweetheart.” He leaned down to press a kiss to your lips and when you pulled away, you took a sip of your coffee.

“Jake! You made me a Peppermint Mocha?!”

“Of course I did, it’s your favorite.”

“Maybe you should change your callsign to 'Starbies'.”

On December 2nd, you woke to find a big bag of the Ghirardelli Peppermint Bark Squares on your nightstand with a short note I love you so much baby. Enjoy your minty snack!

You took the bag with you to work and shared the love with your coworkers. On your lunch hour, you headed over to the Exchange to meet up with Bob for lunch and shared some with him, giving him extra to share with the other Daggers.

“Hey Bobbers? Could you give Jake something extra for me please?”

“Sure Dew, what is it?” You planted a kiss on Bob’s cheek and he turned red and smiled. “I can’t guarantee he’s going to appreciate it as much since it’s not coming from you.”

It went like that for the next week or so. Candy cane themed gifts for you every day. Knee high socks covered in candy canes, some earrings you’d seen on TikTok, all kinds of candies that were putting out their peppermint flavored things.

Two weeks before Christmas, Jake came home with news that he and the other Daggers (Mav included) were going to be gone until a few days before the holiday to several Naval Air Stations starting in New Jersey and ending back home in San Diego. You didn’t know all the facts, because all Jake could tell you was that it had to do with the Uranium Mission (since you were Mickey’s only family and Jake’s partner, Mav had said that all you could really know was that it was dangerous and that the squad called it the Uranium Mission).

Jake promised his gifts would keep going in his absence, even when you told him they didn’t need to.

The first day he was gone, you went to the Hard Deck to have dinner with Halo, a recent friend. Halo waved when she saw you walk in and you joined her at the end of the bar, where you greeted Penny.

“Hey Pen, missing Mav already?”

“Always do”, she replied with a smile. After you and Halo gave her your dinner order, she placed a glass down in front of you.

“What’s this?”

“Hangman asked me to get you a peppermint flavored drink every time you come in while they’re all gone.” She pulls a mini-candy cane from under the bar and sticks it in the glass. “This here is a Peppermint Piña Colada. Enjoy.”

“What’s with all the peppermint?” asked Callie.

“Last month, I told Jake that one of my favorite things about Christmas was candy canes and peppermint flavored stuff. Since December 1st, he’s given me something peppermint flavored or candy cane themed every single day.” You took a sip of your drink, “Oof…that’s actually better than I thought it would be.”

“Oh. So that’s why Hangman asked me to give you this.” Callie pulled a small red and white gift bag from the bar stool beside her and slid it your way. “He said to tell you not to open it until tomorrow though.”

“Ugh! But I want to open it now!”

“He said, and I quote: ‘One a day Dewey, that’s the rule. Be a good girl and follow the rules.’” Callie made a face like she wanted to vomit. “I don’t kink shame, but I did not need to know that.”

You’re not sure how long you laughed after that.

The next day, Callie came to visit you at the library.

“So, what was in the bag?” she asked. “Wait. After that message, I’m not sure I want to know.” You gave a small laugh as you placed two small spray bottles on your desk.

“He got me hand sanitizer spray in Twisted Peppermint from Bath & Body Works. One for the office and one to carry in my bag.”

“Can I have some?”

“Sure!” You give her a couple sprays and she rubbed her hands together.

“This smells awesome. Like I’d dipped my hands in Christmas or something.”

While he was gone, Jake had cookies from Tiff’s Treats (a dozen minty chocolate) delivered, a box of only peppermint chocolates from Copper Coast Confections, a new red and white striped apron from Hedley & Bennett with your name embroidered on the front. After watching Next Level Chef a few months ago, you’d expressed to him how you wanted an apron from H&B one day and that it might take you a while because they were pretty expensive. You couldn’t believe he’d remembered. After that, when you invited Callie and Penny over and the three of you would cook or bake together, you smiled big as you sported your new apron.

Finally, the day Jake and the rest of the Daggers were due home arrived. They weren’t due until late afternoon, so you changed in your office at the library. You wore your candy cane earrings, striped Santa hat, bright red lipstick with peppermint gloss, and made sure your new manicure (candy cane themed of course) shone brightly.

You stood with Penny and the other families that waited for their sailors. You hugged Bob and Phoenix when they walked over to you guys and when Reuben and your brother arrived, they both gave you a big wet kiss on either cheek. Distracted as you were wiping your cheeks off while laughing, you didn’t see or hear Jake approaching.

“What are you doin’ givin’ my girl kisses, Payback?”

“JAKE!” You whirled around with a scream.

“Hey sweetheart.” You practically jumped into his arms and pulled his face to yours (thank goodness for long lasting liquid lipsticks!). Jake took it a step further and dipped you backwards while still kissing you…like that sailor kissing a nurse in New York City on VJ Day in 1945.

“What am I?” you heard Mickey ask. “Chopped liver?”

Later that night, you were in bed reading while Jake finished his shower. You could smell the shower gel he used because it was one he’d gotten you while he was gone (a delicious pepperminty scent from LUSH), and he finally emerged from the bathroom in a peppermint scented cloud.

“Boy, am I happy to be home.”

“I’m glad you’re home too, Jake.” You pecked him on the lips when he leaned down over you. “I missed you and even though I loved absolutely everything you got me--especially the candy cane themed flower bouquet--none of it replaces having you here with me.”

“You sap.”

“Shut up. You love how sappy I am.”

“True.” He put on his sleep pants and got in bed next to you. “Do you want today’s present?”

“I thought you were today’s present?”

“I’m just the bonus”, he said with his traditional Jake Seresin smile (it was your favorite of his smiles).

“Then gimme!” You put your book down and made grabby hands at him.

“Here you go m’darlin.” He handed you a small box with a red and white bow on it.

“Jake. Jake. This isn’t…?”

“No, it isn’t. I wouldn’t do that without Mickey being present.”

“Oh okay. It’s not that I don’t want to…”

“Baby, don’t worry, I understand.”

“I love you.”

“I know.” He winked at you and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

“Nerd.” You turn back to the small box and open it. Inside was a necklace with a small ruby and diamond encrusted candy cane on it. “Holy shit.”

“I take it that means you like it.”

“I love it Jake.” You settle onto his lap and kiss him. When you pull apart, he takes the necklace from the box and moves to put it on you. “Thanks cowboy. I think this is going to beat one of my gifts to you for sure.”

“Oh? Do tell.” You hop off his lap and run into your closet. A few minutes later, you emerge wearing your new candy cane themed robe and your necklace.

“I wanted to put on my necklace and see what you think about how it looks.”

“Let’s see it.” Jake’s jaw drops comically when you throw off your robe, because standing in front of him is you. In your necklace.

Just your necklace.

“Merry Christmas Lieutenant.”

[missxmav]

fix you too - jake seresin x plus size!reader aesthetic

whooo! okay, y'all, I did NOT expect this series to garner so much attention in such a short time!! I'm really excited that you guys are loving this even though this is the first part and it was short! I'm half way done with part 2 already so hopefully it'll be up soon!!! enjoy this all-around series aesthetic because it makes my brain happy (:

Read the 'fix you too' series here!!

[sarahsmi13s]

I Just Need Quiet

whumptober day 3: overstimulation

pairing: jake 'hangman' seresin x sarah grant (plus size fem!oc)

characters: jake seresin, sarah grant, sarah's family

warnings: overstimutaion, family gatherings, holidays, crying, please let me know if i missed anything

word count: ~1.5k

a/n: this is for whumptober! please please please proceed with caution and use discretion, protect your peace also if you are on the whump taglist but are not familiar with a character, you can skip it will not hurt my feelings!

this is also apart of my oc series j and s so the tag list for that is included! and this is based on my own personal experience in this situation

whumptober 2023 masterlist

summary: family can be a lot, especially around the holidays, and it's okay to take a break when it gets too much... sometimes you just need quiet, and that's okay.

“Okay, so what do I need to know about your family?” Jake asked Sarah as they got ready.

She laughed as she curled her hair, “Well, first thing is, you never bring up the Longhorns. That alone is a death sentence.” Jake chuckled and nodded as he looked through his clothes for a shirt, “Noted. Anything else?”

Sarah sighed a little, “The house is gonna get pretty cramped. So it can get hot in the house, and it won’t take long for it to get loud. I know you come from a big family too, probably bigger since both sides are big, but you usually have it in a bigger house than this. And we might have about 20-40 people in this house, so it might get crowded.”

Jake nodded, “Got it.” He came over and kissed her head, “I’m really excited to meet them. And apologize for not being at Thanksgiving.” She hummed softly and turned to peck his lips, “You had to go back to base, they’ll understand.”

He smiled and pecked her lips again and again before moving to go take a shower while Sarah got dressed.

A few hours later, Jake was pulling into Sarah’s aunt’s driveway and parking next to her sister’s truck. 

“Alright, hopefully they like me,” Jake chuckled, squeezing Sarah’s hand. She smiled at him, “I don’t think you have anything to worry about, Cowboy.” 

He pecked her lips before getting out and racing around the truck to get to her side before she could open her door.

“Such a gentleman,” she giggled as he helped her out of his truck. “Anything for you, Sugar,” he said with a wide smile before kissing her forehead. She kissed his cheek and they both grabbed the things they brought before heading inside.

Sarah walked in first, thanking Jake as he held open the glass door for her.

She turned and waited for him to join her before announcing their arrival. 

“Oh, well look who’s here! And she brought a friend.”

Sarah laughed, “Hi Aunt San.” She gave her aunt a hug before turning to Jake, “This is Jake, he’s my boyfriend.” Her aunt’s eyes widened a little, “This is your pilot?” Sarah nodded and felt Jake come up behind her. “Jake, this is my Aunt San.” He smiled and gave her a hug, “It’s nice to finally meet you.” His eyes scanned the house, “And it seems I have plenty of people to meet.”

Aunt San nodded, “You sure do, but I’m first so that’s what’s important.”

Sarah rolled her eyes and laughed, “Oh um, Jake has the food, will you show him to the kitchen while I put the gifts up?” “Oh of course, follow me Jake.”

Jake nodded and followed Sarah’s aunt to the kitchen as she went to the living room.

As she walked into the room she smiled and greeted everyone, talking as she put the presents in the respective bins.

She glanced around, finding very little room to sit and feeling that pressure building in her chest already. Seriously Sarah, you just got here, she thought to herself as the voices started to muddle together.

Sending a smile to everyone, she left to go find Jake so she could do the rounds of hellos and introduce him to her family before they started to eat.

It didn’t take long after their arrival for dinner to start. After that they played bingo until all the gifts were gone and then they brought out other games while eating the rest of the finger foods that were left.

Jake and Sarah sat at the table, Jake playing spoons with Sarah’s uncles, her sister, Elizabeth, and a few of her cousins. Sarah was just sitting there next to him, resting against him and watching the game and drinking ice water.

At first he thought nothing of it, thinking that she was only talking when she addressed to not mess up his game and distract him. But she was unusually flushed, fanning herself a few times and pulling her hair off her neck into a bun. She was taking deep calculated breaths, he could feel her chest moving against his arm.

But when she sat up and started to shake out her hands, popping her knuckles and flexing her fingers, he knew something was off.

“Sugar… are you alright?” Jake asked her quietly as Elizabeth was shuffling the cards and setting the spoons back up. “Mhm,” she nodded, not looking up from where she was picking at her nails. “You sure?” “Yeah, I’m fine.”

She was mumbling, and if Jake knew anything it was that if Sarah mumbled… she wasn’t fine.

He went to say something else but was dealt a hand and the next game started.

This round he’s distracted. Glancing between his cards and her the whole time, picking up on her rhythmically tapping her fingers on her thumbs – index to pinky then pinky to index. She was inhaling through her nose and out through her mouth as her eyes stayed on the table.

Before he can say anything, the sounds of flat palms smacking the kitchen table and then a few loud shouts and laughs from those that managed to get a spoon. 

Jake’s attention is pulled to that, realizing that he missed getting a spoon. But he didn’t really care, something was up with his girlfriend and she wasn’t telling him.

“Dang… that’s alright, I was getting tired of winning anyway,” Jake commented, toothpick moving to the side of his mouth as he chuckled and tossed his cards down. The table laughed and set up another round.

As they did this, Jake turned to Sarah to talk to her but found her getting up and walking towards the front door, attempting to discreetly wipe her eyes but Jake noticed it.

Confused, Jake turned to Elizabeth, “Hey, do you know what’s wrong? I asked but she said she was fine…” She sighed, “I think she’s just a little overwhelmed, it happens.” Jake nodded, humming to himself and he looked over to the door, thinking of how he could help.

Sarah sat down on the porch swing, trying to delicately wipe her tears so she didn’t smudge her makeup.

“Damn it…” She swore under her breath, shaking her hands out and trying to calm down.

She hated that this happened more often than she would like to admit. She loved being with her family, but sometimes it was just too much.

With everyone having to be close and everyone talking, it got hot quickly and it got loud. 

Now she could handle loud, she was a coach – loud things weren’t uncommon. But it was loud conversations. Her brain was trying to listen to everyone and it all just muddled in her mind and it affected everything else.

Sometimes the lights would be too bright or the different scents of food mingling made her brain foggy, that mixed with the heat and the volume of the room – it was too much stimulation at once.

So she always just went outside, letting Arkansas’s freezing December weather bite the heat off her skin. It wasn’t loud outside either, just the muffled sounds of people talking inside and the cars on the highway in front of the house.

She sat there for a few minutes, her eyes closed and she tried to take even breaths and keep the tears in their ducts.

But then she heard the door open and looked over to see Jake come out, holding his Carhartt coat in his hand.

“Hey,” he greeted gently, coming over to her on the bench. “What’s wrong?” Sarah shook her head as she moved on the bench to give him room. “It’s nothi-”

“Sarah, I know you. What’s wrong?” 

She sighed and let her head fall into her hands as Jake sat next to her. He rubbed her back, waiting patiently for her to talk. 

“It’s too much. It’s really loud and really hot and there’s a lot of smells, the lights are too damn bright… I just…” She sighed, tears slipping down her face as she leaned on Jake’s shoulder as she talked.

“I just need quiet…”

Jake nodded, resting his cheek on her head, “I understand. I can go back–” “No, please stay…” He nodded again and put an arm around her back and on the arm rest. Using his other hand, he pulled Sarah’s legs into his lap.

He held up his jacket, inside facing the both of them. “Put your arm in the sleeve,” he told her, nodding to the sleeve hole closest to her. “What, w-” “Trust me, just do it,” he said with a playful grin.

Sarah sighed and slid her arm in the sleeve, looking at Jake to see him doing the same thing.

Jake then gently pushed her head into his shoulder and kissed her forehead.

“Jake… Darlin’, what are you doing?” 

“You need quiet, so we’re gonna have quiet… now shhh and just snuggle.”

She couldn’t help but giggle as she inhaled the faint scent of hay, leather, bergamot, and whiskey that seemed infused with the fibers of the jacket. The scent that always seemed to calm her down.

“Thank you, Jake…” 

“I love you, Sugar.”

“I love you too, Cowboy.”

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[theharddeck]

a start the new year right moodboard

If his expression now was any indication, you and Jake had very different conceptions of flirting.  “Look,” you said, before he could say whatever he was hyping himself up to say, “this is probably a lot more complicated than either of us were prepared for. So, it’s the New Year…we could start it how we want the year to go.” Jake’s shoulders relaxed slightly, and he smiled softly, a sweet expression on his face. He turned his head to kiss the palm of the hand you had looped around his neck.  “Cuddling,” he said, at the same time you announced,  “Orgasms.”

[iguana-eyanna]

Not Like Any Guy I Met

Paring: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x plus size! reader

Summary: You realize that a name doesn't really define a person, especially if their call sign is Hangman.

a/n: it's a bit short, but I wanted to write about him after watching Top Gun for the 3rd time lol

You never felt head over heels for a guy till you met Jake, a.k.a Hangman.

He was quite the charmer, especially with his sharp wit and blinding smile. You couldn't say no to him when he asked to take you out on a date.

"I love this song." Jake said as he leans by the jukebox at the Hard Deck. You don't pay attention to the man who was by you, only seeing his navy uniform. "Souvenir by Billy Joel... it's one of the classics." you said, not trying to pay attention to him. "You know, my dad always told me that when you meet a girl who likes Billy Joel, you should take her out on a date." You scoff, almost laughing. "Really, your dad said that?" You ask, now turning around to see Jake for the first time. He was very handsome; and those dark blonde locks and green eyes? You could almost melt, but you kept your guard up. He could see you turning the gears in your brain and he smirks. "Let's just say I'm loosely quoting my pops." You take a step closer, crossing your arms as your skepticism takes over. "Okay... Lieutenant Seresin," You said, reading his name tag. "Ask me out." Now it was his turn to be off guard, as his pickup line usually worked 1/9 of the time. But at the end of the night, he got your phone number and the two of you started texting each other the night of.

Jake crossed everything off your list: he was a gentleman, respectful, flirtatious, and not afraid to tell that you have spinach in your teeth (you hate that guys are too embarrassed to tell you).

But one day, you briefly met his friends from work as you were dropping lunch for him. They were shocked at first, saying things like "I'm surprised you haven't broken up with him yet" or "I never met anyone who's dated him for more than a couple of weeks" and the famous quote Phoenix lives by:

"They call him Hangman for a reason."

Maybe they were just fooling around with you or they didn't want to see another girl get hurt, but you knew you had to talk with Jake before your heart gets broken.

Now you were by yourself at a fancy restaurant, waiting for him to arrive back at work. He chose this place and even reserved this table, but work got the best of him so he said that he'd meet you there.

You were fiddling with a small fork on your side and look up, seeing Jake looking a bit out of breath as his clothes seemed a bit wrinkled.

"I'm sorry darlin', I only had time to shower and throw on what I could find when I was done with training. I hope you didn't wait so long and can forgive me."

"Yeah, it's not a problem." You said in a small voice as you give him a sweet peck before he sat down in front of you.

Soon, you two began to eat your appetizers. You didn't say much as you were slightly playing the food on your plate, hearing Jake go on about breaking one Maverick's record.

He was in mid-sentence when he realized that you weren't being yourself, not even stopping him from gloating.

"Is everything alright?" He asks genuinely, reaching out for your hand.

You retreat your hand away from his reach, feeling a bit insecure.

"It's nothing, trust me."

Jake shakes his head, feeling a bit heated.

"I'm not going to let this go! You seem troubled and I want to fix it." Jake said, earning some stares around you.

"You are causing a scene, J." You whispered.

"Is it someone at work that's giving you a problem? I'll come down and give them a piece of my mind-"

"It's you, okay? You're the problem!" You barked back.

The restaurant fell into silence as they heard your outbreak, so you started to tear up and excused yourself out of your table and paid your tab.

Jake was shocked at first until he got to his senses and paid his tab too in order to follow you.

On your way to your car, you can hear him calling your name as he ran after you. You tried to be quick and finally sat in the driver's side, but he was quick enough to open the passenger side and sat down, facing you.

"Go away, Jake." you said, trying so hard not to cry.

"Baby, I just want to know what's going on. Please tell me." He whispers, seeing that this isn't you.

You take a deep breathe and stare into his green eyes.

"Is it true? That your call sign is the same when you date a girl to lead her on so you can leave her hanging?"

He was about to ask you how you could say such things, but he remembers how his friends can talk. All of that cockinesses he displayed really bit him in the ass this time.

He could lie to you, saying that he's not painted as the guy everyone says he is. But he knew he had to come clean.

"I wasn't best known to have the greatest relationship streak. But all of that changed when I met you."

You sigh as you feel your eyes well up.

"Jake, I really like you. You're not like any guy I met. But I need to know if this relationship is serious to you and not a game. If so, I'm not playing it."

He pauses for a moment, trying to find his answer. But his silence made up your mind.

"Please, get out of my car. I never want to see you again" you whispered, as you imparted the last words he would ever hear from you.

He didn't want to leave, but he had to. He slowly slips his way out and stands outside.

You quickly start your car and leave the parking lot, your eyes flooding with tears. You look both ways and began driving away, seeing him where you left him in your rearview mirror.

Focusing on the not so busy road, you start to drive on the main road. Suddenly, Jake jumps in front of your car and you brake harshly seeing him.

You unbuckle and get out of your car.

"Are you INSANE? I almost hit you!"

Jake couldn’t care less as he walked up towards you.

"You're right, okay? I'm not like any guy you met. Sometimes, I think that I'm the world's greatest creation and it gets to my head. I fly planes for a living but for once in my life, I found the girl who brings me down to earth. I want to change for the better because I want you to be in my future.”

You gulp as you hear him say those things. You guys never talked about what would life be like together. He ripped out his heart and held it out for you.

"J..." you whispered, unsure if you want him back,

"You have every right to listen to my friends. I can be a dick sometimes. But let's get one thing straight... I will never hurt you. I can't even fathom it because what did I do to deserve you? So please... can you give this cocky pilot a second chance?"

You don't say a word as Jake stands there in silence in the middle of the road.

"Baby-"

"I just like keeping you on your toes, Seresin. Of course, I want you back."

You hear the relief in his breathing as he holds you by your waist while you hold his face as you two kissed.

You break apart at those green eyes you fell for, knowing that the two of you can work this out.

"But if you break my heart, prepare for a tornado."

Jake chuckles as he brings you closer to his chest.

"I wouldn't dream of it, darlin'."

[entertainmentgirl80]

Cowboy's Date With A Georgian 😍🤠👨🏼‍❤️‍👩🏾‍🦲

Jake Hangman Seresin X OC (Nickname: Sweetheart)

Warning: Just Fluff.

You waking up from the sounds of birds chirping outside on a nice sunny day in the morning, you have on a old but oversized Texas University shirt that Jake let you borrow from last night, and so you got up from the bed, putting your dress back on from last night, then went downstairs. And come to see that Jake is cooking breakfast with no shirt on while country music is playing in the background.....

"Morning, darlin," he said to you with a smile on his face.

"Morning, how are you?" You bit your lip while blushing.

"I'm good, can't complain, and how about you?" He fixing some coffee.

"I'm doing fine, thanks for asking, but hey, what day is it, though?" You ask Jake.

"It's Friday." He drinking his coffee.

"Oh shit, but hey, do you have to go to work today because I'm don't wanna get you in trouble or -"

"Relax, I'm told my boss that it's okay. That I can get a day off for today, so you're good?" Jake cut you off.

"Oh well okay." You were cool with it.

"Yeah, so since I'm off today, do you wanna go sightseeing around the town to show you stuff?" He ask you.

"Yeah, sure, no problem but first, I'm have to go home, wash up, and change clothes." You eating your food while talking.

After y'all two finished breakfast, he took you back to your apartment, so you can freshen up, to start the day, so after he take you back to your place, he killed the engine in his truck and y'all went inside to the apartment and Jake sit down in the kitchen...

"This is my place, it's really not much, so make yourself at home, while I'm changing clothes." You said to him with a smile.

"Okay, well thank you, darlin', appreciate it." He give you a smile back.

So while you washing up and changing new pair of clothes, you been thinking about that you never thought you would were invited a handsome stranger that whom you just met from yesterday and he let you spend the night at his place since last night. So you guess that you have been blessed that you might find someone who you can trust, respect, but treat you like a queen like any woman wants in a man.

So, afterwards, you already just got dressed and went to the front room to check on Jake. He is looking at the picture of you and your dad admiring you that you have no idea how blessed you are to have both parents who support you regardless the ups & downs what you and the family been through in life. And so while you standing there, Jake broke the silence to ask you something.....

"So, it's this is your dad in the picture?" He ask.

"Yes, that my father, he was a good man and sweet guy, you will like him." You said to him with a softer voice.

"Let me guess, he passed away, right?" He guess it.

"Yes, he passed away since 2017, from health problems." You trying not to cry and thinking about because that was your father, the man who cares and loves you till the end of time, but he will do everything regardless of how the situation is. And so Jake step forward to you and give you a shoulder to cry on. You felt it because the hug was warmest but full of love but empathy as well.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mea-" she cut him off

"No, you okay, it's just I'm miss him every day when I think about him, you know?" Your voice felt some sadness to it.

"I'm understand darlin', so uh, you gonna be okay if I don't mind asking?" He asked

"Yeah, I'm will, so you ready to go then?" You ask

"Yeah, sure darlin', ready as I ever be." He give you a smile.

So after your little sympathy session, you and Jake went to the park for a minute to have a nice walk, then he ask you what your favorite restaurant to go to and you said Chili's, so later on that evening the two of y'all went to Chili's and you couldn't help that feeling that this man have been with you all day and never leave your side and he hang out at your place while you changing your clothes. So after dinner, you told Jake can you stay over at his place just to have company and he nodded (meaning he say yes), so you went back to your apartment to pack up some of your clothes, your toothbrush, and everything else you needed it to make sure you straight.

"Thank you for everything, Jake. This is nice, and I'm glad I have someone to talk to. I'm also sorry you have to miss work too."

"It's no problem darlin', it's been my pleasure to hang out with you as well, even though it's was our first date." He said to you with a grin on his features.

"Mhm, I didn't know it's was a date till you said it." You chuckled

"Yeah, well I am glad that I'm met you and also I know this is a random question but do you wanna move in with me? And I know we are still getting to know each other and -" she cut off what you gonna say

"Yes, I would like that, thank you." You give him a big smile, and a kiss on the cheek.

A/N: Here is another one-shot story, and I'm sorry for taking it long, but I always take my time to make sure I'm trying to do it justice. But overall, I hope y'all enjoy it. 😌🫶🏾🤠🤘🏾

[princessphilly]

Hate fucking hangman LORD 🥵

Wooooo

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“Look at me, precious, when I fuck you.”

You intentionally looked away as much as you could at those words from the cocky pilot. But a hand grabbed your jaw softly, making you look into those green eyes.

Your legs were hooked over Hangman’s shoulders, his cock deep inside of your pussy before he withdrew. Then he thrust again, a deep stroke that had his balls slap against your ass, a wicked smile on his face as you moaned.

His tongue peeked out of his mouth as he focused on fucking you until all you knew was his name. All you could feel was him. All you wanted was him.

And it was working by the way your nails were digging into his back. He was going to get catcalled tomorrow but it was worth it. “That’s it, baby, for someone who really hates me, you love taking my cock.”

You squeezed your kegels, causing Hangman to moan while he stayed inside of you to the hilt. “Shut up you asshole, and fuck me.”

Hangman gritted his teeth as he moved your hands from his back. Pinning you arms above your head with one hand, he gritted out, “it’s not asshole, it’s Jake.”

“Jake, whatever,” you started before his lips met yours. Then you felt his fingers slap your clit and you saw stars.

[fleabagflu]

Jealously, Jealously

pairing(s): jake seresin x plus!sized reader x bradley bradshaw; dagger squad, platonic!

synopsis: as a joke, your financé’s like to flirt with you on the nights you bartender at your mom’s bar. your father, maverick, with the rest of the TOPGUN family; all have become annoyed which only encourages you all further. tonight, however, is a different story when your family notices two boys who can’t take the hint to leave you alone. tonight, your boys flirt with you out of jealously and possessiveness.

warning(s): unwanted flirting from a stranger, jakebradley being guard dogs and whores, sexual innuendos, poly, happy/fluffy ending, minor angst, cursing!

word count: 1411!

authors note: ok so this idea came to me in a brillant moment as i was trying to fall asleep the other night. i finally found time to write it and i’m actually pretty happy with it! also, side note, the reader is the older daughter of pete & penny, which also means that maverick and penny with both be a little bit more parental and mad when the unwanted flirting is directed towards their daughter!

this gif is not mine and was found on another imagine. if someone knows the creator please let me know so i can give them proper credit!

much love babies! leni <3

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jupiter by matt maltese!

Tonight had begun the same as always.

You were stationed behind the bar with a damp blue rag tossed over your clothed shoulder. Your mother, Penny, had been curled up next to your dad over in the back; watching the ongoing pool match between the two teams. It was the same as every night, Jake, Bradley, and Coyote VS Bob, Phoenix, and Payback. Fanboy, Omaha, Fritz, Harvard, and Yale had decided to be at tables; ice beers staining the bar tops below.

Of course the boys had been engrossed in their game, but at the sight of you, Jake ‘accidentally’ smacked Bradley and both ended up directing their eyes to you. You were a natural at talking to people. Smiles given as customers tucked bills underneath of glasses.

“Can’t you spent five minutes without eyefucking her?”

Jake grinned at Natasha’s deadpan, aiming the pool cue at his target. Bradley took a different approach and rolled his eyes. Pete grimaced, taking a drink of his beer before placing a quick kiss on Penny’s forehead.

“Please don’t talk about them eyefucking my daughter.”

The group laughed, chuckles that echoed over the music coming from the jukebox. Your eyes found their in a moment. The tingle that ran up your spine had you grinning, a permanent scrunch settling between your eyes.

Penny slapped his chest. “You know they are getting married! Besides, I think it’s cute!”

Jake and Bradley raised their beers. A small clink followed. The boys watched as Bob sunk the eight ball, sighing to themselves. They hated fucking losing.

As a rematch began, all of their eyes had been drawn to the green table. Deciding against leaving the crowded bar to the two boys on the other end, you moved down, taking the busiest spot. In hindsight, you really shouldn’t have.

“Hi sweetheart.”

Your eyebrow quirked up, the grin you wore immediately leaving. The man in front of you was average height and of average build. He was not one of your boys.

“Awe come on. Don’t pout baby.”

Another boy settled on his side. Both stood together, seemingly matching polos. A group of people you only assumed were their friends stood behind, all wearing grins and cologne. You wanted to puke.

You never wanted to cause trouble. Deciding to avoid drama, you simply ask the question that has fallen from your lips a million times. “What can I get you?”

The boy on the left had a predatory smile. You felt uneasy.

“How about you in the back?”

Your mouth gaped open like a fish. You unconsciously pulled down the sweatshirt that covered your thighs, desperately trying to shield your bare legs.

“Lost for words baby?”

That seemed to snap you out of your stupor. You brought up your hand, the big dimond reflecting the fluorescents. Their eyes dropped down to it but they didn’t seem to take the hint.

Right-boy simply leaned on the bar. You could smell weed and vodka on his breath. You gagged.

“Come on, let me treat you right.”

This time, you laughed. His eyebrows furrowed and he pulled back. You stared back at him, erupting in a fit of laughter again. There was no way in hell. 

Devon, Penny’s oldest bartender, had escorted himself towards your parents. He had overheard the conversation, and knowing you wouldn’t say anything, decided to take matters into his own hands. He approached from the side, holding three more beers in his hands.

“These two guys are harassing Y/N.”

Jake shot up at the statement, Bradley squeezing his beer till his knuckles turned white. Heads swiveled in your direction, watching as you forcefully slammed your ring-clad hand down and cursing falling from your lips. Maverick jumped up, Penny not far behind, Jake, Bradley, and the rest of the group slowly making their way over to you. You were their girl, their daughter, their family. All of them wanted to protect you.

You had been so engrossed in trying not to freak out, you didn’t notice the group slowly making their way towards you. Today, they had dressed in half casuals, all of them in their khaki pants but civilian shirts. They blended right in with the crowd.

“Come on, I can make you feel so good.”

You wanted to throw an insult at left-boy but were interrupted by your father intervening.

“Don’t ever fucking say that again.”

Penny’s hands were drawn in fists while both Jake and Bradley were attempting to not take the two down. They had stood behind your father, flanking his sides while your mother was pressed into your father’s side. The rest of TOPGUN stood their ground behind. Without saying a word, Phoenix, Fanboy, and Payback came around from the other side. Essentially, they blocked them in.

Not taking the point, right-boy looked him up and down. Scoffing, he yanked his shoulder from the mans tight grip. “Shut up. We were just talking,” his head turned towards you, “weren’t we sweetheart.”

Jake saw red.

Pete backed off, knowing Jake and Bradley could handle it. The blonde man approached slowly, an anger burning in his eyes that had you warm to your core. You suddenly exhaled the breathe you held. I’m ok.

His face was deathly calm as he spoke. “Don’t you ever, ever, talk to her again.”

If the boys were nervous, they didn’t show it. Jake didn’t back up, simply staring down at the polo’s they wore. Deciding against saying anything but also wanting to convey so much, you settled for something simple.

Without uttering one word, you bent down and plucked Jake’s hat from it’s spot below the bar. Normally, when it came time for the “final act,” Jake would sneak past the bar and place his hat over your hair, claiming you. Bradley has his own way, wrapping his Hawaiian shirt over your shoulders. This time, all you did was put the cowboy hat on the bar, smirking widely at the strangers’ shocked faces.

Jake, with what came second nature, grabbed the cowboy hat and the boys watched as you leaned across the bar so he could place it on you. Your expression was love-struck, cheeks cherry red, and a sweet smile on your lips. Jake was calm, Bradley quickly taking off his Hawaiian shirt and throwing it towards you. You slipped into it easily. You grinned at the shocked boys.

Before anyone could say anything, a boy from the back asked, “Both?”

“Mhm.” You nodded, holding out your hands for Jake and Bradley to grab. They immediately did, slipping their hands into yours. “You should leave now.”

Left boy shook his head. “Your such a fucking tease. Such a brat.”

To be fair, you knew what was coming. Really, everyone knew what was coming.

No one flinched as Jake pounced on him, Bradley holding the other guy back. Maverick threw a punch for fun one and Penny and Phoenix threw open the front doors. The bar chanted overboard, Jake and Coyote yanking up left-boy while Bradley and Payback followed with the second. Bob, Fanboy, Yale, and Harvard shooed the others out behind. You didn’t know what happened outside, but a smile broke out on your face anyway. You knew deep down, you would always be protected.

Hours later, Jake and Bradley had you squished between them on your couch.

Your dogs were on the L-section, all of your boys not letting you out of their sight. Expedition Unknown had been playing on a tv. Your smile was wide, head on Jake’s lap as your legs were thrown over Bradley’s. They both kept themselves content, grounding themselves at the feeling of you.

“You know we love you right?”

You hummed back. Eyes fluttering closed as a kiss was gently placed on your calf.

Bradley added onto Jake’s earlier statement. “We would never let anything happen to you.”

You left Jake’s lap momentarily and ignored his protests.

“Loves, I know.” Smiles crossed their lips. “I always will chosen you.”

You resumed your previous postion. You missed the way their eyes met, and a conformation of their love passed through. They would die without you. You were their glue. They would do anything for you. And as scary as it sounded, Jake and Bradley couldn’t be more ready.

For the rest of the night, your boys watched as you emersed yourself in Expedition Unknown; making Blue, Crunch, and Shaggy (your dogs) join you; and eventually falling asleep in the comfort of your boys arms.

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thanks for reading loves! i hope you enjoyed!

[seresinhangmanjake]

The One I Want

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x plus size!reader

Summary: You're new in town and some guy named Jake is about to be your roommate. Being skeptical of new people keeps you lonely and uninterested in any entanglements, but Jake is desperate to change that.

Notes: This is part one of a new series.

Warnings: Judgment related to weight. Cursing. Fluff. Angst. Eventual smut (alluded to/or other). Self-esteem issues.

Words: 1622

Masterlist

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You’re going to be new again. You’re so terribly tired of being new. But that's how it’s always been. Never in one place long enough to be considered a usual in town. Never a constant in anyone’s life. No. You’re the new girl, because people don’t give you a choice to be anything else. 

You learned it quite young. People’s lingering glances have nothing to do with curiosity or intrigue. They don’t stare because you’re particularly beautiful or unique-looking. Rather, they watch you so they may judge and criticize and tease. You learned it doesn’t fade as you age. People are people, and not all of them grow. Unfortunately for you, those people are scattered about the world as much as the good-hearted ones. But the good-hearted never approach you. They never look your way. 

Eventually, as it goes, the life you’re living, surrounded by those people, becomes too much. You get tired again. You leave that disappointing town. You find somewhere new. You repeat. The many places you’ve been have become tainted, and now you’re left with few. So few that two nights ago, instead of four different cities scribbled on notecards to choose from, there were three. The options are slimming. You put the cards in a bowl, closed your eyes, and now you’re a California resident, for however long that may be.

It’s extreme, you sometimes think—writing off a whole city or town when they’re full of other neighborhoods with different people who have fresh pairs of eyes—but it makes you feel better. You can say to yourself that you no longer live in that city or town. That city or town was an old life. 

In your new life—born from the moment you crossed the state line all of four hours ago—you’ve yet to feel out of place. Things have kept from souring. No wrong turns. No bad weather. A new apartment awaiting you from an ad you’d answered the day prior. The ad included a roommate you don’t want, but it’s cheap and all you can afford until you get a job. 

It’s also a risk. This “Jake” guy could be as bad as the rest, but there’s only one way to find out. And if he is bad—well, you’ve got two more notecards in your bag.

—

It’s nicer than you expected, and that brings forth a hearty handful of questions. Why would this guy need a roommate if he lived here? Why is the rent so cheap? And when you finally knock on the door, Jake is actually…a woman?

You do a quick scan of her face and form. She’s beautiful in nearly every conventional way. Her features fit in all the right places on her face. Her body is proportional, filling out clothes the way they are meant to be filled out. She’s intimidating. Not the roommate you expected, and certainly not a roommate you can handle having. She might very well be lovely, but you don’t need a daily reminder of what you are not. 

“Are you…Jake?” you ask.

“Natasha. You’re in the right place,” she replies, moving aside to make room for you to pass the threshold. 

Looking around, you almost gasp. The interior matches the grandness of its exterior wrapping. Lofted ceilings; natural light; walls painted in thick, throughout coats so as not to allow the slightest hint of their previous shade to peek through. It officially confirms what you hadn’t wanted to acknowledge before—you’ve grown too accustomed to living in dumps. From the shine of the floor alone, you know you’ve never held yourself to this guy’s standards. 

Will I have to meet those standards? 

“Jake couldn’t be here so he asked me to let you in,” Natasha says. “The key is on the counter.”

“Right, um–” You swallow, unsure how to ask what could easily be interpreted as rude. “And this Jake guy, is he…”

“Not a creep,” she promises with a light smile, “Just irritating.”

“That’s a relief.”

“If you like arrogant pilots.”

You almost tell her that a know-it-all plane man is probably one of the last people you intend to worry about—falling in place next to old ladies, babies, and tiny dogs—but you keep your mouth shut. She doesn’t need your story. And if Jake is a pilot, then it seems safe to say he won’t be around enough to bother figuring you out, either. 

“I can handle a pilot.” As long as he keeps to himself—Another thing you don’t say. 

The brunette nods. “Then this might work out after all,” she says before giving you a once-over. “He’ll definitely be surprised by you, though."

That stops you, nudging you back into a past you’re trying to forget. It makes your breath catch in your throat. Your ears begin to thump from a quickening pulse. “What do you mean by that?”

Chocolate brown eyes widen briefly before relaxing back into an indifferent mask. “Nothing. I’m sure you’ll get along fine,” she says. Another smile. Same as before. Then, “If you��re okay, I actually have somewhere to be.”

Releasing a tense exhale, you plaster on a smile of your own. “I’m good. Thank you.”

She nods and makes her way toward the door, wrapping slender fingers around the brushed nickel knob. “Jake said to let you know he’ll be back late. So you have some time to get acquainted with the place.” 

She twists the knob and steps through the open frame. When the door has nearly eclipsed the remainder of her body, she pauses and her eyes meet yours. “I hope you'll like it here. It’ll be nice to have another woman around to dilute the testosterone,” she says. Then she’s gone. 

Standing in the apartment alone, you feel like an intruder. Though Natasha told you to get acquainted, you can't imagine going on the hunt for your bedroom, or unpacking your clothes, or reclining on the couch with a snack from the refrigerator. Something in you says it's better to stand in the same spot until your roommate returns to lead you about the place himself. If only you knew when that would be.

—

The only thing clueing you in that, at some point, you’d fallen asleep in the armchair by the bookshelf is the key-in-lock sound now stirring you awake. You jolt up out of the chair to find the sun had set so long ago that not a sliver of orange on the horizon remains. How many hours had been wasted making up for lost sleep when you should’ve been rehearsing how to respond to all possible reactions your roommate might have upon seeing you?

It doesn’t matter. You’re out of time now. 

You’ve barely readjusted your shirt to hide the exposed line of your bra by the time the door opens. But the man who walks through is far from what you imagined, and you had imagined plenty. 

You wait for a second, breath trapped in lungs. But then you realize he has yet to notice you, so with curious eyes, you use his unaware moment to truly notice him. 

He’s tall, broad, with short sandy blond hair and a jawline you’ve not seen on any man outside of a TV screen or glossy magazine page. Sharp like etched marble. His stubble is a day's worth, and while you suspect it’s not a representation of his usual appearance, you can’t say it doesn’t suit him well. 

Through pink parted lips you hear the exhale of his sigh, and suddenly see from the slump of his shoulders as he removes his jacket to hang on a nearby hook that he’s as tired as you are. Likely for very different reasons, but tired all the same. An affliction of sorts you understand too well.

When he runs a hand down his face, as if to wipe off the exhaustion like a wet rag removing dirt from skin, you get your first full image of him. Before it was just his profile. That was enough to tell you plenty, but straight on he’s…more. From the hallway light, you catch a glimpse of the green hue of his eyes. You notice the tanness of his arms–not natural, but from spending too much time in the sun–and the veins that trail along them like rivers in the earth. 

You’re suddenly not so sure what you’ve gotten yourself into. Men like him you’ve dealt with before, and it doesn’t often do you well. However, you promised yourself that with each town, you’ll pretend your past pain doesn’t exist so you may approach the new people and places without preconceived opinions. It’s a struggle of a promise to keep, but you do your best. And having just arrived, it would be silly not to try to do your best here as well. 

Those green eyes finally find yours and he stops short, almost stumbling as if he forgot to expect you. But he recovers quickly, standing straight and sturdy to confirm his height. His slightly slackened jaw coupled with the stare he gives you, however, doesn’t quite manage the same impressive recovery rate. His face can’t hide his surprise. 

A throat-clearing is followed by, “You’re my new roommate?”

You can’t tell if there’s judgment in his tone. Disappointment, maybe? He’s still staring. 

“Yes,” you say calmly, giving him a chance to not be the prick you suspect he might be. Don’t break your promise, you internally scold.

His gaze lingers on each feature of your face. Eyes pause at your lips before traveling lower; much lower until he reaches your toes then makes his way back up to where he started. 

A beat passes. He swallows hard. Then that deep voice, having turned a bit husky, mutters a soft, “Fuck.”

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A/N: again, this is a new series. So part 2 soon. I hope you liked it :)

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[blackwidownat2814]

It's a Nice Year For a...White Wedding-Pt.1 (J.Seresin)

Pairing: Jake Seresin x female reader, Jake Seresin x Garcia!reader, Jake Seresin x latina!reader, Jake Seresin x plus size!reader

Word Count: 2624

A/N: Written for @roosterforme's 80's Rocktober Playlist Challenge. As you can tell by the title, I chose Billy Idol's "White Wedding". I'm late in posting, I know, but life decided to smack me across the face and steal my inspiration. That is why I'm breaking up the story into two parts. I felt it was better to get something out now (that was good), rather than nothing for a long time. I want to thank my betas, @jobean12-blog & @buckysdollforlife, for looking over what I have and reassuring me that it was indeed flowing perfectly fine.

Triggers: fatphobic moments (but it doesn't go into super detail).

‼️⚠️I do not give permission for any of my work to be copied, translated or reposted anywhere else but on my own blog or on AO3.⚠️‼️

Masterlist

Engagement-Spring

“Dew, trust me, I know EXACTLY where to go on our honeymoon”, Jake declared one day a month after y’all’s engagement.

“Oh?”  You looked at him with an inquiring eyebrow from your place at your desk.

“Yeah darlin’.  You’re going to love it.”

“And what is this honeymoon I’m going to love?”

“Can’t tell ya.  It’s a surprise.”  You pouted as he walked around your desk and leaned on the arms of your office chair, scooting his face closer and closer to yours.

“Not even a little hint?” you asked, batting your eyelashes at him and sticking your bottom lip out even more.  Jake smiled that big Jake Seresin smile of his and he leaned into the kiss.

“Nope.  Not even a little one.”  He stood up and smiled at you again, “I’ll see you later Dew.  Love you!”

“Love you too Hangman!” you called as he jogged out of your office.

“We need to choose a date Jake.”  Your fiancé launched a dart at the board and turned to you.  The two of you were having a fun night out with the rest of the Daggers at the Hard Deck.

“I agree m’dear.  Any ideas?”  He picked up his bottle of Shiner Bock and took a drink.

“I’d like sometime in October”, you countered from your seat on a bar stool near him.  “How about you?”

“I was going to suggest a date in October too, actually.”  He walked up and stood himself between your spread knees.

“Oh really?” you replied coyly.

“Yeah.”  He grinned and leaned into a kiss.  One of your hands slid from where you gripped him on his waist to the back pocket of his jeans.

“OH MY GOD.  Hermanita!  Can you not?!  I’m trying to eat mozzarella sticks here!”  You smiled in the kiss and lifted a hand towards Mickey, and flipped him the bird.

“Shut up Fanboy.  Let your sister be gross with Hangman”, you heard Rooster say to your brother…followed by a smack.  You wondered (as Jake continued to kiss you) who hit your brother upside the head.

“Phoenix!”

“Rooster’s right, let her be”, you heard your friend say.  “But if this starts turning into what I almost saw in her office last week, I’m throwing a pitcher of water at them.”

Your head jerked quickly to the right and you narrowed your eyes at Phoenix, acutely aware that Jake’s lips were now moving against your neck.

“I thought I told you not to mention that.”  She simply shrugged her shoulders at you.  Mickey turned to look at you with a horrified look on his face.

“In your office?!  I visit you there!”

“Oh, relax Fanboy.”  Jake had finally pulled himself away from your neck.  “Just wait ‘til it’s your turn.”

“Never”, your brother said with a huff, and went back to angrily dipping his mozzarella sticks in the marinara sauce.

“Anyways”, Jake said as he looked back at you, “I talked to my mama the other day and she invited us down in a couple weeks to throw us an engagement party.”

“Really?”

“Yup.”  Jake looked up at the rest of the squad, “And all of y’all are invited too, obviously.”

“Aw yeah!  I’ve missed Mama Seresin”, said Javy.  Suddenly, his eyes got big and he smiled like you hadn’t really seen before.  “Is she going to make her banana pudding?”

“She wanted me to tell you that she’s going to have some Tupperware with some for you at the airport.”  Javy let out a whoop in excitement.

“So”, bringing Jake’s attention back to you, “What’s the date you were thinking?”

“If you’re cool with it, how about October 13th?”

“Why that specific day?”

“It’s Navy’s birthday.”  You gave your fiancé a big smile.

“You nerd.”  You gave him a big kiss, ignoring an annoyed groan from Mickey.  “I love it.”

Venue, Wedding Party, and Dress -Summer

You looked up from your latest romance novel to watch your found family going at it in another rousing edition of Dogfight Football.  Rooster pulled back and launched the ball towards Jake, who caught it.  You jumped up to cheer.

“YEAH!  THAT’S MY MAN!!!” you yelled.  “YEAH BAY-BEE!”  Jake gave a little bow in your direction and blew you a kiss (you spied Rooster and Mickey pretending to throw up behind him and started laughing).  A few minutes later, Mav called time and everyone dispersed to their towels.

You dropped into your camp chair, a gift from Jake so you’d be comfortable anytime you came down to the beach with him and the squad…or even just on your own.  The best part about it wasn’t even an original part: your wonderful fiancé had noticed the book sleeve you carried around sometimes and got one custom made to attach to your chair.  You thanked him thoroughly.

Jake plopped down in his own chair next to you and opened a bottle of water to hydrate.

“Whatcha readin’?”

“Mickey bought me the physical copies of Catharina Maura’s books I was missing from my shelf, so I’ve decided to re-read them.  I’m starting with my favorite, Forever After All.”

After a while, everyone made their way over to the Hard Deck’s outside seating to have a group lunch.  Phoenix decided to bring up the latest wedding topic.

“So, have you two decided on a venue?”  You and Jake shook your heads.

“First we thought of having it on my parent’s ranch in Texas, but most of the guest list lives out here.  So now we’re looking into finding somewhere here.”

“Do you have an idea of what you’d like?” asked Mav.

“I want something outside”, you responded.  “That was the original idea for the ranch.”  Mav looked at Penny and shrugged at her.

“How about a beach ceremony?” Penny suggested.  You whipped your head around to Jake.

“My girl’s smilin’ big already.  I think you hit the nail on the head there, Penny.”

“Why don’t you have it out here?  Afterwards, we can do the reception inside”, she added.  “Before you say no, that you don’t want to put me out or something else like that, let me just say we have plenty of space and I’d love to be able to be part of your day like this.”

Jake simply looked at you with a big smile on his face.

“It’s perfect darlin’.  After all, this is where we first met.”

You and Jake decided you wanted to include your found family as much as your actual families in the ceremony.  You more so than him, since the only blood relative you had (and still spoke to) was Mickey.

Jake suggested asking Isla and Jesse if they wanted to be part of the wedding party, so you did a FaceTime call with them.

“HI AUNTIE DEW!”

“Hey my beautiful girls!  How are you?  What are we reading?”  Jesse proceeded to tell you about how she had just started reading the Babysitters Club series and you got pretty excited since it was one of your favorite series’ growing up.  You promised to show her your original copies of the entire series the next time she came to visit.  Isla then started to tell you about the latest picture book she read, Dragons Love Tacos.

“It’s so funny and I love tacos too!  We have the best tacos!” cried Isla.

“Yes we do”, Jake added.  “So, Jesse.  Isla.  Auntie Dew and I are calling because we wanted to ask you if you wanted to be in the wedding.”

You knew Jake had a higher tolerance for loud sounds because he spent his time in jets, but you spent your time in a quiet environment, so when the most ear piercing shriek you’d heard up until that point emanated from your iPad, you assumed you were now deaf.  When your hearing returned, Jake was calming the girls.

“Hey, y’all need to use inside voices, okay?  Don’t want us going deaf, do ya?”

“No Uncle Jake.  Sorry Auntie Dew.”

“It’s no problem girls”, you replied, wiggling your finger around in your ear.

“Can I be a bridesmaid?” asked Jesse.

“Of course my darling!  Once I choose the colors, I’ll let your mama know so you can go dress shopping, okay?”

“Yes ma’am!”  You could both hear Lauren (who was behind the camera) promising Jesse they’d go shopping as soon as you let them know.

“Isla, since your sister wants to be a bridesmaid, I have a special job for you”, you said with a big smile.

“Really Auntie Dew?  What’s my job?”

“I’d like you to help Uncle Mouse and I make it down the aisle to your Uncle Jake.”  You smiled big at Isla’s nickname for your brother, because she was absolutely convinced he was the Disney character thanks to his first name (even if it was technically Miguel).  “Would you like to be our Flower Girl?”

You swore you were going to be deaf if you kept surprising these little girls with anything else throughout their lives.

Once you had Jesse and Isla’s roles set,  you went about putting together the rest of the wedding party.  Because your wedding wasn’t some big blow out affair, the both of you decided on having just one attendant each (besides Jesse and Isla).  Jake obviously chose Javy as his Best Man and you decided on Bob as your Man of Honor, the two of you becoming even better friends since his and Jake’s accidents last year.  Another obvious choice was that your brother would be escorting you down the aisle.

The two of you still wanted to include the rest of your friends somehow and it finally came to you one night while you were wasting time on TikTok.  You showed Jake the video and when he finally stopped laughing, he agreed to your proposition.

“Phoenix, Payback, and Rooster are going to LOVE that.”

The next item on your To-Do List was the most difficult one: dress shopping.  Going shopping for any kind of clothes, let alone a wedding dress, was difficult…especially for a bigger girl.  Jake helped you to learn to love yourself more every single day, but the first couple of trips to bridal salons managed to beat the extra love you’d gained right out of you.  Really, it was your fault because you’d gone on the first couple of appointments alone.  At the first salon, you wandered the shop for almost 15 minutes before any of the salespeople came to ask if you needed help, and when the woman did, she looked at you with a look that basically said What is someone like you doing here?  It was sad, because it was the shop you’d dreamt about going to as a little girl when you were thinking of your dream wedding.  You didn’t tell anyone what had happened that time or the other times.

It wasn’t until you were having an impromptu Girl’s Night with Phoenix while out at the Hard Deck that the topic of your dress came up.

“So Dew, you find a dress yet?”

“Uh no, Phe, I haven’t.”  You took a sad sip from your Pina Colada.  Penny walked up and leaned on the counter in front of you just then and you avoided looking at her or Phoenix so they would see your disappointment.

“Why not?  You need to get a move on!  Altering the dresses takes time you know”, Penny interjected.

“I know!  I know it takes time!”  You had tried keeping the emotions in, but you couldn’t.

“You okay?” questioned Phoenix.

“No!  I’m not okay!  My wedding to the most gorgeous man ever is in a handful of months and I have no dress because every salon I’ve been to up until now has nothing for girls like me or they basically refused to help with a whole ‘We don’t serve your kind here.’ ‘tude!  Like, what is this?!  Mos Eisley and I’m a droid trying to get into the cantina?!  It’s a wonder Jake wants to marry me!”  You ran off before either woman could recover from your outburst.  

You were woken up the next day when someone jumped on you.

“What the f--”

“Time to get up, sleepy head!”  You cracked your eyes open to see Phoenix, Penny, Bob, and your brother all staring at you.

“What in the ever lovin’ hell are y’all doin’ here?”

“Well, hermanita, we’re here to help you dress shop.”

“Huh?”

“Phoenix and I told these two over here about what you said to us yesterday”, added Penny.  “A friend of mine owns a shop that is miles better than the places you’ve been to already.”

“So we’re stealing you away today while Jake, Rooster, Coyote, and Payback look for suits”, added Bob.

“So get out of bed, get dressed, and let’s go shopping!” Phoenix cried.  She and Penny shooed the boys out and waited with them in the living room while you cleaned up and got dressed.

An hour later, the five of you stepped foot into Wildest Dreams Bridal Boutique…and the place really lived up to the name.  Every single dress you saw as you walked in was beyond gorgeous and there were posters of models and mannequins of all sizes.  You were going to find your dress today.

Your party was met by Penny’s friend Kathryn (“Or you can call me Kat, whichever is alright with me!”), who sat you all down on a couch in front of a raised platform and mirror, a la Say Yes to the Dress!.  Shop assistants brought over champagne to your family and friends (with a Coke for Bob) while Kat took you around the shop and asked your preferences (“I definitely need it to have pockets!”) and other questions about the ceremony, like location and time of day.  Once she had what she needed, Kat took you to a changing room where you got into a robe and she returned with several dresses.  

You marched out to the couch area where everyone was and showed off each dress.  By the time you had tried on the seventh dress, you were beginning to lose hope you’d find something.  It wasn’t the fit or that the dresses didn’t look good on you, you just hadn’t had the ‘look at yourself in the mirror and immediately begin crying because this was The Dress’ moment yet.

You were sitting dejected in your robe when Kat came back in with two more dresses on the rolling rack.

“I’m confident it’s going to be one of these two”, she adds with a smile.  “Let’s get you dressed.”

The first dress was gorgeous, and you felt it. Phoenix, Penny, Bob, and Mickey all loved that dress.  Penny was all for that first dress…and you almost said yes.  There was just something missing.

When Kat unzipped and held open the second dress and you stepped into it, you shuddered (in a good way).  Kat watched your reflection in the dressing mirror and stood back in a thoughtful pose.

“There’s still a little something missing.”  She thought for a minute and then suddenly snapped her fingers.  “I know!”

Kat left and came back quickly with some veils.  She quickly put your hair up into a low bun and then pinned the veil in.  Kat moved behind you and picked up the train to walk you out to your family.

When Mickey saw you, his eyes began to glass over with tears.  Bob just sat dumbfounded, mouth hanging open.  Penny and Phoenix had big smiles on their faces.  You stepped up onto the platform and Kat fluffed out the train.

Not a single one of them said a word, because they all knew what you did: this was The Dress you would marry the man of your dreams in.

Part 2 is coming soon!

[achilles-rage]

begging on my hands and knees for some top gun x plus size reader fics. i dont even care who. pLEASE

[sarahsmi13s]

Birthdays, Puppies, and Hayrides

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x sarah grant (fem!oc)

characters: sarah grant, jake seresin, the seresins, nugget seresin

warnings: language, birthdays, faked kidnapping (prank), protective!jake, mentions of religion and praying, let me know if i missed any

word count: ~3.4k

a/n: this story is inspired by ‘His Little Girl’ (bradley bradshaw x reader) by the lovely @roosterscockpit  ( @milesdickpic​ ) and characters from this story are mentioned. also, yes, the oc is based on me lol (well a fantasy version lol)

i got this birthday piece up later than i wanted, but it's the thought that counts 😂

also, this takes place in 2021

summary: jake gets one of the best birthday surprises he could have asked for

Jake rested his head on his fist, sighing as he looked at his phone.

His birthday had just passed and his family always did something the weekend after, if Jake was able to come home, but he just wasn’t feeling very festive right now. Sarah couldn’t make it to the ranch for the party this year. She’s a teacher, it’s hard to get away to Texas on a random weekend in October.

“Jake? You okay? You look distracted,” Zach, his brother in law, asked as he came in from the kitchen with Blakely’s refilled cup. 

Jake hummed and looked up from his phone, “What?” “I asked if you were okay. Clearly somethin’s up, what’s wrong?” Zach said as he sat down.

Rolling his lips between his teeth, Jake sat his phone down and wiped at his mouth. “Just um… just wish Sarah could be here.” His sisters all frowned a little at him, “Jake…” 

“No, I’m okay. I get that her job doesn’t allow for random trips. And we talked practically all day yesterday when she wasn’t working. Lunch was an entire facetime session. And we fell asleep on the phone. She um, she had gotten ready while I was still asleep.”

He had woken up that morning to Sarah humming along to a song as she had breakfast. Then he rode with her to work and they talked as she got her room set up for the day. They could only text most of the day and they called before she said had to go.

Jake just wanted to do this with her. He didn’t get to spend last year with her because he couldn’t get to Texas having to stay for training the week of his birthday. And this year he couldn’t visit her during her birthday so he hadn’t seen her since he spent a few weeks in July.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed out of his chair, “I just miss her is all.” He adjusted his jeans before pointing up the stairs, “I’m gonna shower and go to bed. G’night y’all.”

Slow ride, take it easy! Slow ride-

Jake groaned as he dug for his phone and turned his alarm off. “No, I don’t have to get up this early, fuck off alarm.” 

He rolled onto his back, forearm draping over his eyes. “Ugh, I hate this, why can’t I sleep in on a Saturday?” His arm plopped next to him, dangling off the bed a little. He turned his head, looking at the pillow next to him. 

He felt a little silly, like he was a teenager again who was cuddling a pillow and pretending it was Daisy Duke or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But this time he was pretending it was Sarah, her perfume permanently in the fabric of the pillow case at this point. Jake sighed and picked up his phone. He went to his texts, immediately going to Sarah’s contact. He sent a quick, “Good mornin’, I love you. I hope you have a good day 💜” text before tossing his phone down and rubbing his face.

Sighing again, he rolled back over and snuggled the pillow, inhaling the fall scent of toasted marshmallow and vanilla. Sarah changed perfume during the seasons, but he loved the warmth the sweet smokey scent brought him. It just felt like Sarah, it felt like home.

But sadly, he was pulled out of his thoughts when someone knocked at his door.

He grumbled into his pillows, “Whaaat?” “Do ya have paints on?” He huffed but responded honestly, “Yeah.”

The door opened and Paisley stepped in. She giggled a little as she walked over and shook him awake. "Jake, there's a present in the kitchen for you."

 Jake looked over his shoulder at her, his look incredulous, "I'm 27, I don't need gifts." He snuggled his pillow again, “Plus my birthday was Thursday.” “Jaaaake, come ooonn!” He shooed his little away with his hand, “I’ll be down there later, I wanna sleep.” 

Paisley huffed and put her hands on her hips. He really needed to go to the kitchen. "Okay well, mom made bacon pancakes just for you soooo." She teased as she left, slowly exiting and waiting for Jake to respond.

Jake inhaled and rolled over before sitting up, "And I'm up, I'll be there in a second."

She smirked and patted the door as she closed it, "That's what I thought."

Jake grunted as he got out of bed and put a shirt on before going downstairs to the kitchen.

He was still a little groggy when he got to the kitchen, so at first he didn't realize that his girlfriend was handing him his coffee. 

"There you go Darlin'," Sarah said with a smile as she handed him the warm mug of black coffee with two scoops of sugar and a little bit of creamer – just the way he liked it.

"Thank you Sugar," he mumbled sleepily, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he took a sip. 

Then as he swallowed the bittersweet coffee, his eyes widened in realization and he looked at his mom and sisters, who were grinning ear to ear. "Is she... Is she really here?"

Jake had to be sure he wasn’t dreaming, he wasn’t looking down until he got confirmation that it was really his girl.

“It’s her JT, you’re not dreamin’,” Addison said with a smile as she fixed a bottle for Peyton.

He looked down, his pasture green eyes meeting the warm woodsy brown eyes staring up at him. The corners were crinkled, telling him she was smiling. 

“Hi Cowboy.” 

The moment her honey sweet voice hit his ears, porcelain was hitting marble and he was wrapping his arms around her.

“You’re here! Oh my gosh, you’re here!” 

Sarah giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m here Darlin’, I’m here.” Tears pricked her eyes and she could feel Jake’s tears hit her neck. 

They stood there embracing for God knows how long before they pulled apart, both wiping tears.

“I-I-I thought you couldn’t make it! What are you doing here?” Jake asked, his grin still on his face. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?” Sarah teased as she brought him closer and pressed her lips to his. 

Jake smiled against her lips, threading his hand into her hair as he wrapped his other arm around her in an attempt to pull her as close as possible.

Sarah’s hand cradled the back of his head, her manicured nails scratching at his scalp gently as her mouth moved against his. Her other hand cupped his cheek, her thumb moving back and forth on his scruff.

After a few moments they pulled away, softly laughing as they rested their foreheads on one another.

She giggled as she swiped her kiss swollen lips with her tongue before rolling them together.

“Happy birthday, Jake,” she said softly with a lovesick smile.

“Thank you, Sugar,” he smiled and kissed her nose. “Best present I could have gotten. I was prayin’ for this.” Sarah teared up a little before patting his chest, “You have one more present.” 

He chuckled, “Honey, havin’ you here is enough of a gift. I doubt you could top it.” Sarah raised her eyebrows, “Well, we’ll just have to see about that. Won’t we?” He hummed before pecking her lips, “I guess so.” 

Sarah hummed as well before pulling back, “Close your eyes and sit down. I’ll be right back.” Jake nodded and did as told, sitting at the kitchen table.

“What do you think she got you Jake?” Tilly asked as she got the plates and cups down. He shrugged, eyes still closed, “I don’t know. She could have made me something and I just know that I’ll love it.” 

“You’re so cheesy,” Delilah chuckled, shaking her head fondly at her son. “I get it from Dad, Ma.” “Got that right.” 

“Okay,” Sarah’s voice came from around the corner. “Your eyes closed, Lieutenant?” “Sure are, Coach.” She couldn’t help but giggle and roll her eyes, “Pay? Are his eyes actually closed?” “They are Sarah, buuuut,” Paisley went over and covered Jake’s eyes. “Okay, c’mon on in.” 

Jake heard Sarah giggle before hearing her pad over, “Alright, open your eyes.” 

Jake did so as Paisley moved her hands and his eyes went straight to the little bundle of black and white fur in Sarah’s arms. 

He jerked his head up, “You did not.” She nodded, giggling as she scratched the little guy’s neck, “I did.” She carefully put the pup in Jake’s arms. “I remember you telling me about Duke, and the pictures you showed me. I saw this little guy and thought he was a spitting image of Duke when he was that size.” Jake teared up. He told Sarah about Duke after he saw her border collie, Raven. It was such a fleeting conversation that happened months ago. It was followed by the immediate talk of where they should go camping and Duke wasn’t brought up much after that.

So to see that she remembered not only the dog’s name but the four photos he had shown her? It choked him up.

He sniffled and looked down at the pup, “Hi buddy.” The pup immediately licked at Jake’s chin, “Oh yeah, hi hi,” he chuckled before kissing the pup’s head. “Where did you find him?” 

“A local shelter actually,” Sarah said with a soft smile as she sat down. “He was um… He was the last of his litter to get adopted. His mama was found wandering around the silos in Waco. And affectionately they named her Maggie. Sadly she didn’t make it after the birth… But all 6 pups did.”

Jake leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, “Thank you. I love him.” Sarah smiled, “I’m glad. You wanna learn what the shelter named him?” “Of course, I do.” Her smile widened, “His name is Nugget.” “Nugget?” She nodded, “I can tell you why.” “Please do, I’m curious.

Sarah giggled excitedly, shifting in her seat, “Okay, so I was talking with one of the receptionists and she was telling me about Nugget. I asked her why they settled on Nugget for him and, I swear this is the truth, she said it was because he stole the shelter workers Chicken McNuggets.”

“What?” He laughed, “No there’s no way! This sweet little guy? He would never steal.”

“That’s what I thought! But she showed me proof. This little lunch bandit would steal unattended nuggets. Thus becoming, Nugget.” 

Jake chuckled, the story of how Nugget got his name sounding familiar.

“Sounds a lot like getting a-” 

“Call sign,” Sarah nodded, grinning. “Yeah I thought the same thing… reminded me of you.”

Jake smiled wide at her, his heart fluttering almost concerningly. 

He didn’t think it was possible, but he was falling for her even more. Everything she did just made his stomach swoop and his whole body flushing when he thought about her.

“I love you, so so much.” 

She kissed his lips before standing, “I love you too, Cowboy.”

He watched her walk behind him before looking and Nugget, “Well Nugget and Hangman, perfect duo.”

Sarah looked over her shoulder at him as she got orange juice out of the fridge. She smiled, her heart warming at the sight.

“Well, look who decided to show up!” 

“Ah!” Sarah laughed as she was picked up and shook a little. “Carter Wells put me down!” 

He did and everyone laughed as she hit his chest before shoving him away.

Everyone else filed into the kitchen, giving her a hug before settling for breakfast.

After breakfast, the rest of the late morning and early afternoon was preparing things for the grill and other things for the afternoon. 

Sarah may or may not have been caught watching the Razorback game on her phone while making dirt cake. But no one really cared, Texas wasn’t playing that weekend so they needed some entertainment. 

Jake, his dad, and his brother-in-laws were getting hay bales in the back of the trailer for the hayride.

The kids were outside while they loaded the trailer and Nugget was getting his energy out chasing them and nipping at their heels.

More family members, some of Jake’s high school buddies and some of Tilly’s friends showed up around 4 o’clock. 

Jake was excited again about the event, now that Sarah was here to enjoy it with him. And now they had a cute little addition to the family. 

Everything was perfect.

Once it hit 6:30 and the sun was really starting to go down, Jack got everyone’s attention. 

“Alright everyone! The sun is setting, so we’re gonna get started eating but I think Jake had something he wanted to say?”

Jake put his drink down as he nodded, grabbing Sarah’s hand and pulling her with him to where people could see them.

“Hey, everyone, I just want to say thank you all for comin’ out tonight to celebrate my birthday. I made it one more year,” he said, chuckling as squeezed Sarah’s hand. “And I plan to make it through many more years, don’t think I don’t.” He looked down at her, “I got too much waiting for me at home.”

He looked back at everyone, “I want to say grace before we dig in.”

Everyone bowed there heads as Jake blessed the food before they started eating.

“Okay, it’s 8 o’clock! Let’s get this hayride started!” Jack said, pointing to the trailer and tractor.

Jake pulled Sarah to her feet and toward the trailer, “C’mon we gotta get the good seats!” She giggled, “Hold on Jake, I’m not bringing Nugget with us, not at this age.” 

She turned to Addison, “Will you watch Nugget?” Addison nodded, “Yeah of course, I’m staying back with Peyton.” Zach came over and took Nugget from her, “We’ll make sure he stays out of trouble.”

“Wait, you’re staying?” Jake asked, confused. “Yeah, staying here to help get the bonfire started.” “Oh okay, well have fun being lame, Zach. We’re gonna go see what Tilly and her friends had set up for tonight to scare us. C’mon Sugar.”

Sarah giggled as Jake dragged her to the trailer, helping her up and to a hay bale.

Zach sighed and looked at his wife, “Oh Addie, he has no idea what he’s in for.” She arched her eyebrow, “What do you and Tilly have planned?” 

“You’ll see Adds, you’ll see.”

Jake looked over at Sarah, she was giggling as Ethan tried to tickle her just for her to get him back.

She sighed as Ethan ran to his dad and looked at Jake, “What?” He shook his head, smiling, “Nothing, just still so happy you’re here.” She smiled and leaned over to grab his hand, “I’m happy I’m here too.”

Jake can’t help but lean forward and press a kiss to her lips, “I love you.” “I love you too.”

“Hey JT?” 

“Yeah PT?” 

Paisley leaned against her boyfriend, “Why are you across from her and not next to her?” Jake chuckled and leaned back a little, “Well, I wanted to watch her reactions. And then if she was scared I can bring her over here. But she was laughing the whole time.” 

Sarah shrugged, “I don’t scare easily.” Jake laughed and shook his head, “I’ll get you eventually.”

They all laughed before looking around at the calmness of the ranch as Jack drove back to the house.

The ride was calm, everyone mingling and looking at their phones occasionally.

Then suddenly, arms wrapped around Sarah’s midsection and she was being yanked off the trailer.

Gasping, she reached for her boyfriend, “AAH! Jake! Jake!”

Jake looked up, thinking she had simply lost her balance and was falling. But over her shoulder he can see a hooded figure pulling her back off the trailer. 

Panic rushed through him and he dropped his phone, leaving it to clatter to the floor of the trailer, “What the hell?!” 

Should he have watched his mouth with little ears around him, yeah probably. But his girlfriend was being dragged away by whoever this person was.

Jake got to his feet, moving so fast he nearly fell over. He reached for his girlfriend only to graze her fingers as she was pulled off the hay bale.

“Jake, help me!” Sarah screamed as she was dragged away.

He didn’t think twice as he jumped off the moving trailer, chasing after the figure that was dragging his girl away.

“Hey!”

“Jake!” 

He caught up to them and grabbed Sarah’s hand, pulling her toward him and then behind him. 

Though the figure in front of him was nearly towering over him, that didn’t change the fact this man tried to hurt his girl. He was the only thing between the danger and Sarah; he had to protect her, no matter what. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Who the hell are you?” Jake wasn’t quiet yelling, but his voice was strong, commanding. His chest was puffed out as his shoulders were drawn back, making himself wider. His eyes were stern and his upper lip was curled in a snarl. He wasn’t Jake, he was Hangman.

When the man didn’t respond, Jake shoved at his chest, “Hey, I’m talking to you!”

Sarah's eyes widened and she gripped his shoulder, “Okay, Jake, Honey.” 

He shook her hand off, his eyes still on the figure. 

“Jake,” she sighed as she pulled out her phone and turned on the light. She wormed her way between them, shining the light up, “Jake, it’s Zachary. It’s just Zach, everything’s fine. It was just supposed to be a prank.”

Jake looked up seeing his brother-in-law trying not to laugh.

“You asshole,” Jake said, relaxing a little but punching Zach in the shoulder. “That wasn’t funny. I actually thought Sarah was gonna get hurt.” He looked down at his girlfriend, “Why?” “I’m sorry Jake, we didn’t think it would scare you that much.” 

He sighed, wrapping his arms around her, “It’s okay. Just maybe next time, pick like Tyler or someone not built like a tree to do it.” Both Sarah and Zach chuckled, “No promises, this was also Tilly’s idea.” Jake shook his head, “Of course it was. Imma take this up with her.”

Jack brought the tractor over, “You know I thought you would have noticed that no one else was freaking out.” Jake rolled his eyes, “Well excuse me for being worried that my girlfriend was being dragged off the trailer by a giant.”

He sighed and helped Sarah up into the trailer, “But it’s alright now, but Zach is still an ass and I’m givin’ Tilly a stern talking to.”

His dad chuckled, “I would expect nothin’ less. Let’s get back to the house.”

Jack drove them back to the house, letting everyone get off before taking the trailer to the haybarn.

When Jake and Sarah got off the trailer, a little bark greeted them as they walked over to the firepit.

“Nugget! Hey my little man!” Jake said with a grin as he sat down and the pup got in his lap, jumping up to lick his face. “Yeah yeah hi!”

Sarah giggled and sat next to Jake, “Looks like I picked the right pup. He loves you.” Jake smirked, unable to help himself, “Who doesn’t love me, Sugar?” She opened her mouth to respond but Kassandra beat her to it.

“All she has to do is call your base and she’ll get her answer.” 

“Hey, you hush,” Jake said pointedly before laughing.

He turned and looked at Sarah, “Don’t listen to her.” Sarah giggled and shook her head, “Alright, I won’t.” Jake chuckled and kissed her forehead before she looked at the bonfire, her hand absentmindedly petting Nugget and he settled next to her. 

Jake couldn’t help but look at her eyes. The fire reflected in her eyes beautifully. It enhanced the color, the shadow casted by her lids creating a contrast of dark chocolate to the warm amber lit up by the flames.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous your eyes are?”

He watched her brow furrow, “What?” “You’re eyes, they’re gorgeous. They have this depth and mystery to them, but they aren’t cold. One look and I feel like I drank an entire pot of hot chocolate, warm and cozy,” he whispered lowly against her temple.

“Jake, that’s so sweet but extremely cheesy,” she giggled. “You love it,” he laughed, kissing her head and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She hummed and looked up at him, “That’s not all I love.”

A grin split Jake’s face and he pressed his lips to hers. 

“I love you too Sugar.”

hi yes, i know it's whumptober, but i had to follow my muse and do a birthday piece for glen's birthday, which for this series is also jake's birthday

i hope you enjoyed!

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fix you too - jake seresin

(loosely based on 'fix you too' - megan moroney ft. kameron marlowe)

jake 'hangman' seresin x plus size!reader

Summary: Jake had a summer fling the year he graduated from Top Gun, but what he doesn't know is that she's still in Miramar with more than just a fleeting memory of the green eyed pilot. (multi-part series!!) Word count: 780+ (short first chapter, i'm sorry!) Warnings: use of y/n, some assumption about size, reader is gendered afab (but I promise I'm trying to get better at the neutral tone!), mentions of pregnancy/single parenting A/N: This is the first reader fic I've posted in almost 10 (!!!) years, please be gentle. (I'm rusty as F*CK) anyways, I'm head over heels for the top gun universe and my husband makes fun of me for it, so this is my creative release (: pls enjoy

There was always something ungodly hot about summers in Miramar, California, but thankfully the beach stretched for miles along the coastline as the sun beat down on those who chose to participate. The rolling waves weren't ideal for surfing, but the day was perfect for swimming with family... which is exactly what she was doing. Without a care in the world, she sat up on a beach towel near the water line. Sand covered the bottom half of her thighs as they reached over the edges of the absorbent fabric beneath her. There was a relaxed air around her as she watched a child play not too far away, a bemused smile crossing her lips.

A smile spread across the girl's face as she ran back to her mother with her hands out, dripping wet sand dollar still in her hand, blonde hair plastered to her face from digging in the waves and her all-too-familiar green eyes staring up at her. "Mommy, look!"

The woman laughed at her child's approach as she gently took the small sea creature from her hands. "It's beautiful, baby."

After a few moments of admiring the shell creature, the little girl ran back to the waves with a giggle that echoed down the whole beach. She watched her daughter with a loving gaze each time her little hands held up a new treasure. The sly smile that crossed her child's lips brought up several memories from a few years back...

An eruption of laughter echoed through The Hard Deck as several officers entered the bar, the salty coastal air bringing in a refreshing breeze with them. Most of them made their way to the back with the pool table, all but one particular tall blonde lieutenant who b-lined for the table near the back door. A sly grin laced his lips as he neared the woman who'd been absorbed into the book in her hands. Without any hesitation, Jake scooped her up out of the chair that she'd been sitting in with ease. A combination of surprised yelps left her mouth as he hoisted her against him, his long legs crossing the floor of the bar with ease. What felt like seconds later they managed their way outside to the beach. Large arms cradled her against his chest as they entered the water. His pleased laughter reverberated through him as she struggled to cling to him. He set her down, the evening waves lapping at their legs gently as his face gained a more serious expression. His hand came up to brace the side of her face as she looked up into his light seafoam green eyes that were now crossed with an unreadable emotion. The two words that parted his lips next shook her world upside down: "I'm leaving."

Snapping back to reality, she shook her head with a heavy sigh. After a few deep breaths, she called out to her daughter to start rounding up her toys as she stood up to shake out the towel she'd been sitting on. A combination of vehicle doors closing caught her attention from a distance.

Her heart fluttered for a moment recognizing the Bronco that had just pulled in, one of the Dagger squad's very own. Bradley... But if Bradley was back in town, did that mean Jake was too?

She didn't realize she was holding her breath, standing stone still until her daughter's little arms wrapped around her thigh. The little girl looked up at her mom with concern. She tried to ease her daughter with a smile, ruffling the messy blonde hair on her head. "I'm okay baby, let's go."

A few moments later, she rounded the back side of The Hard Deck for the parking lot nearby. She stopped suddenly in her tracks, the black lifted Chevy Silverado parked right next to her SUV made her want to cry. She'd have known that truck anywhere. It was Jake's.

Despite the emotions in the back of her throat, she smiled down at her daughter as she crossed the lot to the SUV. She hoisted the little girl into the back seat easily, giggling with her as she sang her ABCs. Grabbing the sandy beach items from the ground next to her and shaking them out lightly. With very little ceremony, she tossed them into the back of the vehicle.

Her hair stood up on the back of her neck as she recognized a figure reflected in the rear window as she slammed the trunk of the SUV. The moment she turned around, she saw the face of her greatest fear.

Jake.

The man was right here, in front of her, and she had no words to say.

"Y/n?"

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Wet Dreamz (Jake 'Hangman' Seresin X Robert 'Bob' Floyd X Koko)

Warnings: Sexy Smut, Mentions Of Bisexually, Hint Of Insecurity Bout Dentures, Threesome, Wet Dreams and Viewer Discretion Is Advised 🔞

One night, you and Bobby went to bed after you put Anastasia down for bedtime, y'all went to sleep, so while you sleeping, you been dreaming about no other than: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin (the godfather of your daughter and your best friend). And yes even though it's kinda wrong but you couldn't help that he is a handsome man: gorgeous face, nice body to look at, easy on the eyes, and that southern accent you can't help but fell in love with when you first met him with that charm of his. So while dreaming, you wake up in the bed with no clothes on and it's didn't dom on you that you in Jake's room because of his room is full of Texan stuff (especially his Longhorn jersey and his collection of cowboy hats), so as the door opens, you saw almost all his glory in his boxers standing there while your jaw is dropping:

"Hey, darlin," like what you see?" He has a smirk on his face.

"Yes, yes I do." You still in shocked.

So he crawled into the bed towards you, and he looked into your brown eyes, and you said:

"Jakee" you said to him in quietly manner.

"Tell me what you want, sweets." He has a grin on his features.

Then, you starting to feel something wet is because he makes you shiver the way he talks to you, no other man would.

"Oh, baby, you wet for me, all this time you been thinking about me, so I'm gonna give it to you what you want." And so he starting to kiss you, on the neck, on your breasts and you starting to shaking a little bit, because how he touches you. So right before he goes down on you, your husband is calling your name:

"Koko, Koko, KOKO!!!"

"Huh? Oh shit!" You waking from your sleep, and come to realization that you wet the bed.

"I'm so sorry Bobby, this is my fault, babe." You were embarrassed.

"That okay, hun, I know you didn't mean it." He understands.

"Okay, but hey, I'm gonna check on Ana, alright?"

"All right, my love." He changed the sheets.

So it's morning time, and Bob just already got up and getting ready to go to work, while you is fixing some breakfast for Anastasia and Bobby knows you not yourself this morning so he ask her what on her mind:

"Hey, you all right?" He ask

"Yeah, just lot on my mind, babe that all."

"Well do you wanna talk about it when I come back home?"

"Yes, I would like that."

"Okay, sweet girl, but hey I talk to you later when I'm getting back home, okay? Love you." He kisses you on your forehead and Anastasia's as well.

"Okay, love you too baby."

So, while your husband at work, you doing some cleaning, changing some diapers for Ana, making sure the bills pay, so after you did all that, your mind is still lingering about your sexy dreams about Jake, so you were about text Jake or Bob about your confession but you just decided to wait till Bobby comes home tell him everything. So after your husband did come home from Top Gun, you greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the lips.....

"Honey, I'm home." Bob greeted in the house.

"Hey baby boy, how is work?" You ask him bout his day.

"It's interesting but same, so how yours today?" He asked

"It's was fine, and Anastasia is still sleeping. I'm just fed her."

"Well, that good."

"Yeah, but hey, can we talk since you home now? You ask to talk to him.

"Yeah, sure."

So as y'all two sit down in the kitchen table and you starting to speak:

"Okay, remember I have had an accident in the bed since this morning?"

"Yeah, what about it?" He has a concern on his face.

"Well, I've had a weird dream since last night."

"With who?" He wants to know.

"I'm been having dreams about Jake." You confront him about your confession.

"Since, how long you have them dreams?" He wants to know.

"Since we went to the beach and saw his shirt off." Your voice felt shaky but nervous.

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" He concerns.

"Because I'm was scared that you gonna leave and divorce me, and I know it's not right to daydream about another man and thinking about him sexu-"

Bob cuts her off

"Baby, you know, I'm not going anywhere, you know that, right?" He holds both your hands.

"I'm know" you nodded.

So surprisingly enough, Bob got an idea....

"But hey, look, I'm know it's out of our marriage, but I will give you a hall pass for one night only with Jake, but on one condition:"

"Okay, what is it?"

"I'm want to watch just for sexual pleasure."

"Okay, that fair." You agree with the agreement with your husband.

"So you gonna call Jake about our agreement?"

"Yeah, but I'm about to text him now."

"Okay, well, I'm gonna check on Anastasia." He went to the living room.

"Alright."

So after your confession with your husband, you are about to text Jake and ask him to come over tomorrow after work:

Koko: Hey, J, what up?

Jake: Hey, darlin, nothing much. Just got some food, and I'm home now. And what about you?

Koko: Ohh, okay, that what up, nothing much, just chilling, doing mom duties, but hey, are you busy tomorrow after work?

Jake: Ohh, okay, understandable, and no, not really. What up, though?

Koko: Can you come over at the house tomorrow and we can have a talk, please?

Jake: Yeah, sure anything for you, so what time you want me to come?

Koko: Around at 4:50

Jake: Okay, no problem, sweets, see you tomorrow.

Koko: Okay, love you cowboy. 🤠😘

Jake: Love you too darlin'.

So the following day, while Bobby is at work, you doing your housewife duties as usual, and you just waiting for the time passing by, for both of your men to get off from work, and so when Bobby, and Jake coming from work from Top Gun. You were excited to see both of them...

"Hey guys, how work today?" You greeted and hugged both of them.

"Hey Koko, how is my best friend doing today?" Jake smiles towards you.

"I'm doing fine." You give him a smile back to him.

"And how my beautiful goddaughter lately?" He asks you.

"She is doing well, and she is sleeping right now. But hey, since you are here, can we have a chat outside?"

"Yeah, sure darlin'"

So, y'all two walk outside, just to talk about your confession and you being straightforward about it.....

"Okay, since we are outside now, the reason why I'm asking you to come over since yesterday is because I'm have a confession to tell you." You wanna be honest to him.

"Okay, what is it, sweets?" He wants to know.

"Okay, so I'm been having dreams lately, and it's a weird one, but not with my husband." You talking to him while y'all walking in the neighborhood.

"Who is it?" He has concern on his features.

"You" you confess to him

Then, Jake starts to chuckle at first, and he realizes that Koko wasn't joking.....

"Oh, you really are not joking, aren't you sweets?" He was a little surprised.

"No, so that why I'm didn't tell you nor Bobby at first because I was scared you were not gonna talk to me anymore or whatever."

"Sweetheart, you my best friend, and you know I always gonna be here till the day I die, right?" He hugged you while he comforted you.

"Yeah," you nodded at him.

"So what you gonna do next?" He asks you.

"Well, Bobby, give me a hall pass for one night only."

"For what?" He has confused face.

"To have sex with you." You shrugged.

"Oh wow that different but are you sure you want do this? It's no turning back and you know that sweets, pun intended." He being genuinely honest.

"I'm know that J, and yes I'm do." You stated but you accept the agreement.

"All right, as you wish, so when we gonna do it?" He asked went & where.

"Tomorrow night, at your place at 9:00. And I'm got a babysitter for Ana as well." You tell him a time & a place.

"Okay, that fair, so that it or do you have any more secrets that I would like to know?" He wants to know.

"Well I'm do have one more thing: I'm bisexual by the way and also can you bring me a woman for us for a threesome too, please?" You confess him about your sexual orientation.

"Wow, you are full of surprises, aren't you sweets?" He have a grin on his face.

"Honey, you have no idea and hey what can I say? I'm being me." You have a smirk on your features.

And so, after y'all two have a good talk from walking around the neighborhood, Jake take you back to the house safely because it's getting dark soon, so before he leaves he went inside to see Anastasia briefly, then told Bob that he see him later, and y'all two give each other a hug and then he left to go home.....

The following night, after y'all got a babysitter for Anastasia, you and Bobby are on the way to Jake's house for a little sexy fun, so after y'all arrived at the place, you is wearing one of your graphic dresses, with your slip-on sneakers on but underneath you have on a lace black bra & panties too as well, just to try your best to look cute. And you knock on the door, immediately he answers the door:

"Hey, I'm glad y'all made it." He greeted you in his southern accent.

"Hey, I know, right? I'm just a little nervous, though, you know?

"Hey, hey, you know I got you, you have nothing to be nervous for, darlin, so come on in and make yourselves at home."

So after y'all two went inside, then you see a beautiful brunette woman with nice curvy hips, and she has on a sexy lingerie that covered her curves just bout right.

"Oh Linda, this is Koko and her husband Bob, guys. This is Linda, whom I'm met at the bar yesterday." He introduced y'all to her.

"It's nice to meet you, and you gorgeous, by the way. " You introduce yourself to her.

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you too also, and you beautiful, by the way."

So, after y'all introduced each other, y'all four went to Jake's bedroom, and y'all bout to start, and before you do, you want to say something to Bobby who is sitting down before he enjoy the show.....

"Hey Bobby, are you gonna be okay, right?"

"Baby, this is gonna be a new experience for me, and trust me, I know Jake is gonna take you the way I do, so just have fun it okay?" He said to you with love.

"Okay, love you, baby boy." You smile to him.

"Love you too." He give you a kiss.

So it's just the three of y'all standing, and so you decided to step forward to Jake to kiss him before y'all have a mutual respect for each other because y'all friends. So while kissing him, his lips taste like sweet honey because of the way he looks at you like that. And so he starting to undressed you, especially unclasped your bra, the way you standing there naked like that, Jake couldn't help that you look beautiful and the way he touches you is like electricity that no one else will besides your husband.

So Jake climbed up the bed, where you laid at he starting to do foreplay on you like kissing on your neck, kissing on your body, kissing & touching on your breasts, he starting to lick on one of your nipples and you arch your back the way he touched you like it's heaven on earth, "Jakeee" you said to him while you moaning on his name, "you look so gorgeous woman" he said to you in a genuine compliment, "tell me what you want darlin." He cooed, "I'm want you to make love with me", you said to him while you look into his beautiful emerald, but however he looked at you scanning from his green eyes he stop for a minute and asked you "what wrong darlin did I'm do something wrong?"

He asked you because he saw the little sadness on your face , "it's just that am I beautiful to you?" You asked him about your insecurities, "why you ask that, sweetheart?" He asked you with a concern face, "is because I'll have dentures, but I'm not wearing them, so I'm not beautiful without them."

"Sweetheart you're still beautiful with or without them for the moment that I'll first saw you at the bar but however it's was my first time saw you without them for the first time when you gone in labor with Ana. But look at the end of the day. I don't care whether you have dentures or not.

You are still beautiful to me, okay?" He said to you with the most genuine way with a smile on his face that made your heart skip a beat little bit and make your cheeks blush as well too because of his genuine honest opinion. So after hours y'all two looking at each other, you forgot about Linda and your husband.

"Oh shit we forgot about Linda." She fell asleep while we taking sweet time, Bob is sleep too as well, you & him are chuckling at each other that y'all taking too damn long but while y'all still in the bed, so as he kissed your palm then, out of nowhere Jake starting to fingering you in your vagina with that big hand of his and teasing you with his infamous smirk on face in a playful way and you starting to moan the way you saying his name:

"Jakeee I'ma bout t-to, bout to.", "it's okay babygirl cum for me it's alright just cum to my fingers okay?" He said to you in a low but stern voice, after you finally came for him in a loud voice of yours because you can't help it the way you make sound after you climaxed, Linda & Bob just waking up and she said "it's the party still going on?"

"Yes baby, it's still going on, and here you're dessert."

Jake said to her with the lust in his green eyes, so as she climbs to the bed where Jake & Koko at, she starts to kiss on Koko's lips, while she making out with her, she started to touch on her breasts playing with them, while Linda is using her fingers to rubbing on her clit, Jake kissing on her shoulder, it's starting to make Bob more horny than ever, his cock is starting to get hard as a rock while he watching his wife having a threesome with Jake & Linda in the bed.

So after Linda finished her making out sessions with you, the final climax of the night is when you want Jake to come inside you: "okay darlin are you ready for your gift bag?" He said to you with a grin, "yes Jake I'm ready for it." You said to him with a mischievous smirk on your face, "okay sweets", so when he take off his boxers and long be hold that his dick is big but is hard as a rock the way it's look and your jaw drop because it's just you pictured it in your head cause of the dream that you have with him wearing only his boxers and his dick is poking out like that...

So as he climbs back to his bed yall switched sides from the bed so as he laying down resting himself in between your legs making sure you felt comfortable as he put his hands around your wrist making sure you straight though, "okay sweets I'm gonna try to take it nice & slow, but try to make it painless as possible as I'm can, okay?

Now, if you want me to stop: tap my arm, but I just want to make sure you are comfortable with that all." Jake always been a gentleman even though he can be cocky but arrogant sometimes but he still do got that southern gentleman likeable which I'm really like from him plus he would do anything for you because he do have a heart. "Okay I'm trust you Jake" you said to him, he smiled down at you with a kiss on your temple so as he lining himself up to your entrance and you is wrapping your hands on both of his shoulders & back soon he's gently pushing in, you eyes is sneezing almost close the way he put your tip in you. "Ouch." You felt it as he entered you, "Are you okay?" Jake asked, "mmhm, you okay keep going, " you tell him while you mutter, "Little more baby girl, I promise hold on.

"Jake promises you. Once he bottomed out, you whimper, "Hey, hey, look at me. You know I will never hurt you, you know that, right?" He said to you with a promise, "Yeah, I know," you said to him back, "Okay, I'm gonna start moving, alright?", "Okay" you whisper.

As soon he starts his movements, he draws himself out of you as easily as he can before he's can thrust back in. You start groaning more loudly as you wrap an arm around his shoulder as he starts to move his hips around you, the pain feeling slowly transitioning into white flashes of pressure. He's stretched you out with each thrust. But he remains at the same tempo & depth. However, you can feel your insides to start beginning to shake.

"You close babygirl, you are so close," Jake muttered, "Jake I'm bou- bout to" you moan while you trying to found the words to him, "that it sweetie, you wanna come?, you can come I got you". He said to you, so as y'all climaxing, you give into the feeling that soon y'all spilling over the edge as he reaches in between of your pressed bodies and he rubs your clit for added pleasure. Jake growls in your ear as both of you kiss on the lips.

So after y'all done having sex, you, Jake, & Linda are looking at Bob with a concerned face of yours, making sure he is okay. "Bobby, hey baby, are you good, you straight?"

You said to him, "That. was. INCREDIBLE!!!" He said with an exciting shock look on his face, "wow I'm can't believe it's making me more horny after seeing this, though, but anyway, you good baby?"

He asked you, "Yeah, we're good, " you said to him back as you smiled at both of them. "Hey Koko, let me clean you up before you leave, okay?",

"Okay," you nodded, "Well, I'm bout to head out, and thanks for the fun, including you, Koko." Linda said farewell to yall, and she kissed Koko for a goodbye one more time.

So afterwards Jake cleaned you up, as y'all bout to head home Jake bout to tell you something: "hey guys", "mhmm what up love" you said to him, "I'm know y'all bout to go home to check on Ana but would be okay for y'all to stay at my place for the night because it's already getting late and I'm don't want y'all to be out this time of the night though is that okay for yall?" Jake asked y'all, "You okay with it, Bobby?" You nodded, "Yeah, sure that be okay, but how we gonna tell Rooster that we spend the night at Jake's house, they gonna think you cheated on me or else. " Bob worried, knowing the fact he babysitting y'all daughter at the house though. "Don't worry, we tell him that we check in at a hotel for the night, and nobody wouldn't know. She winks at you with a grin.

A/N: Well, I'm have to start over from a snatch, but did tweak on some things, but I hope y'all enjoy the story and sorry it's a long one-short story. 😌🫶🏾😍😏

[princessphilly]

Sundress Season

Readers are race and size inclusive. Each one gets more and more smutty. You’ve been warned.

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Rooster

“Fuck me.”

You were there, a one shouldered brown sundress on your body, stiletto heel sandals on your feet that made your legs look extra long. And there was a pilot in front of you, first time back on the east coast in a while. Right now, he was staring at you like you were a glass of water and he was parched. Not what you expected but you were going to roll with it.

“Nice to see you too, Bradley. I thought you were staying in San Diego,” you replied, crossing your legs. You swear it looks like Bradley’s eyes were crossed as he stared at your legs.

Several moments passed and you smirked. Bradley finally replied, “You know I prefer it when you call me Rooster. Brad or Bradley only at other times. But yeah, I’m stationed in San Diego but I had to come out for Will and Stacy’s wedding.”

“How nice of you.”

You stood up, turning around and letting Bradley see the full effect of your dress. There was a strangled groan and you smiled to yourself. You had worn this dress on a whim, fully expecting to have wasted it but Bradley made your night.

Even though tonight was just a get together for Will and Stacy’s fellow UVA NROTC pals before the wedding, Bradley made sure he was by your side the whole time. And you teased him for it. It was fair game; he had been teasing you through the years with that perfect body. Now that you knew he was just as attracted, you were going to make him pay.

Well, that was your thought until you did Blow Job shots with a couple of other girls. Bradley’s eyes flashed brown fire and you found yourself pulled out of the hotel restaurant and into an elevator. Right now, as the elevator went up to your room, you had a Naval Aviator’s hand under your dress, his other hand holding your face as years of repressed attraction finally burst through.

Once you two were at your room, Bradley’s head was under your dress, his name on your lips. The next day, at the wedding rehearsal, you were deliciously sore and making plans for a trip to San Diego.

***

Bob

The purple sundress graced your curves, picked out by Bob this morning. The halter was the perfect support and you were wearing the light cotton thong Bob had picked out.

Bob was in a very playful mood. Part of you should be scared but you were excited. “No, take those off,” Bob said, holding a pair of brief panties. Not the sexiest and you frowned for a second. Then you saw what was in Bob’s other hand.

“Lieutenant Floyd, you are up to no good,” you gasped. Bob smiled at you wickedly, his slate blue eyes brimming with mischief.

Sliding the thong down your legs, you threw it at Bob. He picked it up and sniffed it as you put on the briefs. “I’ll do it myself,” Bob said before you pulled the briefs all the way up. He placed the egg vibrator into you, smirking as he realized you were already wet at the thought of the game. Then he pulled the briefs up, covering the vibrator.

The whole time at the barbecue you two were throwing, you tried so hard to focus on everything but the vibrating egg inside of you. But whenever you least expected it, your shy aviator made it go, turning you into a wet mess. Halfway through, you had to go to the bathroom because you could feel your slick on your thighs.

Like a stealth pilot he was, Bob followed you, locking the door behind him as you stood in front of the mirror in your bathroom. “You’ve been so good for me, letting me play with you. And you’re so fucking sexy in this dress.”

A hand pushed you down onto the sink as you felt cool air on your bottom. Your dress was flipped up, panties on the floor as the vibrations were turned up extra high.

“If you can cum without screaming in the next five minutes, I’ll let you top me tonight,” were the smooth words you heard before you shoved your fist in your mouth, the first orgasm already racking through your body.

*****

Hangman

Your blue dress rippled around your thick thighs as you swayed with each step. You looked good and felt good as you stepped into The Hard Deck.

Making your way towards the bar, a hard arm pulled you into a rock hard body. “Didn’t I tell you that this dress was for my eyes only?”

You smirked as Jake nipped your ear. The sundress had a dangerous slit and Jake’s fingers had found it already. “You know I don’t like sharing what’s mine,” Jake added.

“Hmm, that sounds like a Hangman problem,” you retorted, letting Jake guide you towards the back with his hand on the small of your back. Then he guided you outside of it, pulling you toward his truck.

Green eyes gleaming, Jake replied, “Darlin’, i love it when you get bratty.”

Then you were bent over and Jake whistled. You hadn’t bothered with underwear at all. Then there was a smack and you gasped. Then Jake spanked you again, admiring how your skin heated under his hands. At first, he was just going to punish you for disobeying. But he needed to mark his property properly.

Undoing his belt, Jake unbuttoned his pants and took out his cock. Fingering his girl, he murmured, “Can you be quiet for me, darlin’? Or are you going to keep disobeying,” his Texan drawl intensifying with his arousal.

You shook your head as you felt two fingers curl right on your gspot. Jake’s ministrations and the high stakes of your position had you ready to go for him. And when he finally entered you, you gasped, pushing back.

“Love it when you fuck back on me, sugar. Yeah, this is your cock,” Jake harshly whispered as he fucked you hard. It was quick and rough, just enough for both of you to cum hard but quietly, Jake’s seed deep inside of your cunt.

Pulling your dress down, you licked your lips. Jake groaned as he pulled you close to him. “You look fucked out, darlin’. Now though, everyone will know who you belong to.”