#jeff wittek

[neon-lights-and-glitter]

Starting to think I have a type…

[boysappetit]

Jeff Wittek

[male-beauty-sfw]

[andnofcksweregiven]

Green looks good on you

Jeff x reader

Synopsis: A little jealousy never hurts, right?

warnings: SMUT

‘y/n, ya ready!?’ Jeff's voice bellowed up the stairs, as he clutched the banister to pull himself up the first two steps. His feet treaded up as he listened for a response. ‘y/n we’re gunna be late so your ass better be up or I’m-‘ His sentence got lodged in his throat as he turned into your room and was welcomed with an Adonis.

When Jeff had asked if you could be his plus one for an award show he was nominated in, you were beyond ecstatic. Jeff has been your best friend practically since you moved to LA.

You had been unpacking your boxes, front door wide open to allow a cool breeze to fight against the overbearing LA sun, only for a senior Frenchie to come plodding in idly and slowly lifting their leg up by a box. Frantic screaming and shouting followed suit, with Jeff suddenly shoving himself through the door way to grab the dog before an unfortunate accident- apologies spewing out of his mouth whilst laughter left yours due to the absurdity of the whole situation.

You spun around, the emerald long tight silk dress with a risky thigh slit you had chosen specially to match his dressy polo shirt; which personally always made you feel flustered with how well it clung to Jeff.

‘So wittek, you want to finish that sentence?’ your voice dripped with sass, hand resting on your hip, Jeff still staring mouth opened at you.

‘i-um-i-doesn’t matter. You look-um-yeah. You ready then?’ His eyes darted around the room before he turned to walk back down the stairs. Your hand dropped, disappointment clouding your brain as a pang of hurt attacked your heart. Usually Jeff would be showering you with compliments, maybe he didn’t like the colour on you? maybe the dress didn’t sit as well on you as you thought? Either way, you swallowed the lump in your throat and pushed the strange reaction to the back of your head. Tonight you were here for Jeff, not you, for Jeff.

Or at least you were there for Jeff. As the night progressed and everyone had moved from the award show to the after party, Jeff had vanished into the crowd, leaving you to mingle with the type of influencers who’s ego always got worse after a drink.

The never ending droning of each one’s numbers and statistics and blah blah blah. You stopped paying attention before snapping back as a light tug pulled you to the side, expecting it to be Jeff only to be found with a random man.

‘Sorry you looked like you may needed saving from a very boring conversation’ The stranger chuckled lightly, smiling down to you. He was handsome, had a pearly smile and a dimple on the left, bright shiny eyes attentively reading your face. For the rest of the night thats were you stayed, talking with bright sparkly eyes about everything and anything.

Jeff had completely slipped your mind as you found yourself immersed in a casual conversation, one needed after the lack of basic attention from Jeff. Eventually the random man who you had come to know as Mick, had decided to place his hand gingerly on your exposed leg as you stirred in your seat, legs crossed tighter as to avoid an uncomfortable situation. The long awaited question left his mouth naturally- when are you free for a date?. Before you could spill a single syllable out of your lips, you felt a figure tower over behind you, wiping off the slightly too adventurous hand of Mick as a deep voice bellowed down- “She’s busy” a New York accent dripping off each letter.

Mick persisted though, his attention never leaving you and blatantly ignoring Jeff as he repeated the question. Jeff tensed up as he saw Mick’s hand slowly return to your leg, what happened next was a blur.

You had felt his hand creeping back up and the question echoed once again in your currently hollow head, but before you could shove it off, Mick was shriveling on the floor clutching his nose as blood gushed in between his fingers whilst Jeff panted out of anger- fist still clenched tightly.

You tightened your jaw and grabbed Jeff’s sleeve as you saw the security lurking towards the unexpected scene. Both of you, heavy footed as you stormed towards Jeff’s truck- silence wrapped around you like a blanket which lingered in the car journey, up until you reached your apartment parking. You didn’t leave straight away, nor did Jeff rush you out of the car, instead you both sat there processing what had occurred prior.

‘So are we gunna talk about it?’ you spoke in a hushed tone, still staring ahead along with Jeff.

‘About what?’

This caught your attention where you spun your head towards Jeff. ‘About how much of a dickhead you were tonight?!’ your voice rose an octave as you had reached your limit with Jeff’s stubbornness. He sat there, responding with a half-hearted shrug.

‘You can’t just ignore me the whole night- which, by the way, you had invited me too. Then when some guy shows interest, which once again if you had let me respond for myself you’d know i was going to reject, you break his- fucking- nose!’

Jeff carried on silently sitting there as you continued to scream at him, this time though he was blankly staring towards you, eyes darting rapidly as they inspected your own.

“CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING!? ANYTHING?!” tears brimmed at your eyes, the once lavish dress getting tighter around your waist, crushing the air out of your lungs as your chest heaved. 

silence...

“FINE! SEE IF I CARE ANYMORE JEFFERY” the use of his full name made him flinch like he got poked with a sharp sword, your body turned from him and instead reached towards the door handle. You carried on rambling as you shakily tried to push open the passenger door, however, before you could even apply the force, you felt a hand cradle the back of your head- hair falling in between the fingers as your face got spun back towards Jeff, lips instantly meeting in a hard and bruising kiss. Your eyes fluttered closed, your fingers feel gingerly off the handle and crept up to cradle his face, mouths still encompassing each other as steam slowly started to fog the windows.

Both of you completely lost to each other as the kiss deepened, with Jeff scooping his hands beneath your ass and effortlessly having you straddle his lap, the dress riding up and exposing the secret that you had decided to go commando to the event as to avoid panty lines on your dress. His hand brushed up the side of your bare thigh, bringing to his attention of the lack of fabric he had felt causing Jeff to pull away, but before he could completely, you bit the bottom of his lip and released it, receiving you a deep groan from his throat and a large smack on your right ass cheek with his whole open palm. A high pitched whine escaped your pillowy lips, Jeff’s hand found itself once again wrapping around the back of your head and your cascading hair except this time he harshly tugged it back as to expose the pillar of your neck, administrating peppered kisses all along, some being much harsher and more intent on leaving evidence of Jeff’s existence behind. 

Without realizing, you slumped back down onto his lap and grazed across his applying a light pressure as you did. Jeff’s hands tightened their grips on your hips as he struggled to keep his strangled breaths inside, guttural moans ventured from his deep within his throat as he proceeded to move you along him at the same pace and pressure. It wasn’t enough though for you, you had to be closer, reaching in front you expertly unbuckled Jeff’s belt and pushed yourself up in order to unzip his dress pants and have him quickly pull them down to pool around his ankles. You returned to your prior position, the steady rhythm of your hips finding their pace once again as Jeff returned to filling the car with the sweet symphonies of his borderline porn-a-graphic noises.

Without warning you felt yourself be forced back to standing up as Jeff aggressive tugged his boxers off, his cock springing up and slapping against his clothed abdomen, pre-cum drizzling down the side already. Once again you returned to his lap, the underside of cock being trapped between your warm folds, his pre-cum and your wetness mixing as he guided your hips back and forth, his tip sometimes rubbing against your clit, causing shivers to crawl down both of your spines due to the stimulation.

At this point, Jeff was getting impatient. He was close, and the gentle pace you’ve adopted had him head over heels for you but he needed more. He hooked his arms between the back of both your knees and made crouch over his cock before slowly pushing you down. You inhaled until you felt him fully in you, Jeff stroked your head whilst giving comforting forehead kisses as you clung onto his shoulder, nails digging crescent shapes beneath the cotton/ polyester blend. 

“You ready?” he whispered between you too,

You looked into his eyes and nodded your head, uncertainty clouding your head at the new position you found your self in. However, before your brain could overthink, Jeff held the side of your hips with both opened palms as he proceeded to bounce you on his length. At first he started you off slowly, his cock stretching's you out deliciously as you felt his tip gently stroke your insides. Small whines and whimpers egged him on, his pace drastically changing, the slow pace turning to rabid and animalistic. Your angelic noises, now sinful. Jeff was mesmerized at the view above him, and was struggling not cum on the spot there, as your tits bounced and your moans echoed in his ears and implanted themselves in his memories for later.

You was almost close, The harshness of his vigorous movements had the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting your spot. You felt yourself clutch your eyes tight as the coil in your lower abdomen did too. Jeff quickly placed his left thumb on your clit and started rubbing it sporadically, the sudden added sensation bringing you over the edge and consequently, Jeff as well. Both your hands slapped onto the fogged up drivers window as you came, leaving behind your overlapped handprints before Jeff interlaced your fingers to bring the back of your hand to his lips.

It was now a comfortable silence lulling the both of you, lost for words or even unable to bring about a topic of conversation. That was before Jeff’s exhausted voice floated through the calm air.

“Green looks good on you”

You smiled lazily back at him, still a bit heady and incoherent but managing to whisper, smile still planted on your lips. “I could say the same to you..”

[h3podcast]

WHAT IS ALL THIS WHOLESOMENESS AND CUTENESS DOING ON THE FUNNY GOOF PODCAST??!?!?!?!?

[llovelyangel]

Hi I was wondering if you could write some cute scenarios for girl dad jeff? Maybe like bullet point style?

𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚍

Jeff’s daughter would definitely be a total daddy’s girl and there’s no denying it, even before she’s born

He would be so careful with her when she’s first born, and so emotional and a little scared to hold her for the first time

But after he gets comfortable he’d be so overprotective, hovering over and keeping an eye on everyone when they’re holding his little girl

He would definitely make sure to make more time for his daughter even before she’s born so he can spend as much time with her after as well as time helping you while you’re pregnant

The absolute best at snuggles with his girls and nerf, whether they’re in the morning with you all sleepy or when you all are getting ready to relax and go to bed

If he has to go grab something and leaves her alone for a little, he’ll put nerf in charge of watching over her and when he’s back he walks into see your daughter giggling while nerf sniffs and licks her tiny hand or her petting him

Loves smothering her in kisses and hearing her giggle when his beard tickles her

Spoils her any chance he gets with clothes, toys, candy, snacks literally anything she wants he gets her

Gets so happy yet sad when she gets her big accomplishments, like first giggle, first steps, first smile, etc. and doesn’t want his baby girl to grow up so fast

Shares his food with her and she occasionally shares her puffs and goldfish with him

Is a very hands on dad, he wants to be involved and really makes sure that he’s in his daughter’s life regardless of his schedule or work and just all around very supportive and helpful

Can recite her favorite book, song, and Disney movie by heart

He learns how to get everything together for her by watching and observing you when you get her ready, like doing her hair, picking out her clothes, and learning how to make her favorite foods so that when you’re not there he can handle taking care of her by himself

He would go on daddy-daughter outings with his baby girl when he was taking care of her by himself

The both of them would definitely have matching or coordinating outfits and matching shoes

He’d be just as much attached to his baby girl as she is to him

If she’s ever sick, he’ll stay by her crib all day and night to keep an eye on her and will sleep on the floor if he has to

He would totally keep all of her drawings, bracelets, and the other little things his little girl would make for him

Will be there for every single recital, game, or whatever his daughter wants to do and makes sure that he won’t ever miss a single one

And will be the loudest parent there, clapping and shouting praises and encouragement to her the entire time

He would have started her out young by taking her on hikes and runs in her strap-on carrier and stroller

Sometimes he would just stare at you and your daughter as if you were the only people in the world and would look back at how much he’s changed for good and how far he’s come with his little family

He just loves being a dad in general, and is just so supportive, loving, and proud of his kids no matter what

[tw1nklet03s]

heyyy. long time no see!!

ik ik, ive been M.I.A for over a month. but! that’s just case ive been going through stuff and i’m kinda stuck on what to write.

so saying that! my requests are open. so feel free to comment or message me something you would like me to write!!

people i will accept requests for:

- rafe cameron

- colby brock

- rowan laslow

- drew starkey

- jj maybank

- grayson dolan

- david dobrik

- ilya fedorovich

- jeff wittek

- chris sturniolo

categories i will accept

- smut

- fluff

- angst

- or you could combine two!

- or all three!!!!

- dad imagines

things i won’t write about

- cheating

- abusive boyfriend

- r@pe

- sa

ok that’s all. love yous and take care of yourselves x

[jeffchats]

Jeff back to being active on Snapchat is trouble 😂

[yourchoicebehappy]

[wehatepaparazzi]

COACHELLA 2023

[4rlbym]

Jeff Wittek x F!Reader

summary. you're a college student studying at your boyfriends place

genre. fluff

warnings. none that i can think of

word count.

an. silly little head canon (college student ✋🏼) sorry for disappearing!!!

- Studying at Jeff's is a serene and sweet atmosphere.

- The orange and pink hues of sunset hit your notebook as you made revision notes, old classic songs playing from Jeff's radio as background noise.

- Suddenly you felt a large hand tuck your hair strand behind your ear.

- You smile, knowing it’s Jeff when he continues to tie your hair up more neatly. “As pretty as your hair is, it’s gonna be in your way” he mutters in his calming voice.

- Your smile widens as you look up at him from where he’s standing over you “thank you babe” you say, puckering your lips playfully for a kiss.

- He chuckles at your antics before leaning in to mould your lips together, he hums satisfied, before pulling away.

- “You’re not stressing yourself too much are you?” He asks and you shake your head “nope”

- He hums again. “I don’t believe you”

- “Huh?”

- “You’ve been here since morning, it’s now evening. Come get some rest love” he says, leaving no room for argument as he picks you up so easily from the chair, his muscular veiny arms that were displayed from his rolled up sleeves wrapped around you tightly.

- You yelped slightly as you sling your arms over his shoulders so you don’t fall.

- He lays across the sofa and places you in between his legs, allowing him to give you a shoulder massage and press wet kisses across your neck.

- You melt into his embrace, momentarily forgetting all about you work until you felt his breath in your ear.

- “All this work is going to give you a headache, at least let me help you out with the work, okay angel?” He says and you smile, knowing it’s not negotiable.

- “Okay love” you replied, before pressing a kiss to his hand that lay on your shoulders.

[jeffcentral]

I never really see any of their old pics with captions but omg they would write the cutest shit all the time😭

[boysappetit]

Jeff Wittek

[andnofcksweregiven]

Future

jeff x reader warnings: mention of David, other then that you’re kushty synopsis: Where you reveal your pregnancy to Jeff~ requested a millennia ago [hehe whoops]

A/N: apologies for any mistakes, I wrote half of this in an uber because I’m a professional.

Your chest tightened with each stride towards Jeff’s door, winding like a key in a music box as you build up the courage to sing the whole truth out. It wasn’t something you had planned, of course late night conversations led to discussions of the potential of your relationship evolving towards this step- never remotely being close to the near future.

Realistically the future had been brewing unknowingly for the past 8 weeks, hanging obviously in front of both of your eyes and yet managing to disguise its morning sickness as a simple stomach bug, cravings being due to the now missed period and erratic emotions due to the current day-to-day stress that suffocates the world.

You leisurely pulled the apartment keys out of your bag, the small Frenchie key chain Jeff had attached to it clinked as it gently hit the key due to your tremoring hands. Without any force the door gingerly creaked open as if to say that it had to be said now or never, a fact that you had prior accepted at the emergency scan.

“Jefffff?” you cautiously strung out the call of his name, your voice softly bouncing off the walls. The apartment was dark and almost cold in the atmosphere, consequently making you feel unwelcome in your own home.

Once you finally stepped into the kitchen area, placing the limp keys onto the hectic dining table- which was more a place holder whilst Jeff and the posse attempted to finesse the final touches to the new products. Your neck craned to the right, the brown locks being visible out on the balcony as the head they sat upon drooped into the course palms of his hands. You made your way through the living room, sliding the glass door open to peek your head out, instead hearing heartbreaking sniffles coming from the love of your life.

Without haste you plonked yourself besides him wrapping your arm around his shoulder and gently pulling him to nestle into you. 

A broken voice escaped past his trembling lips. “I hate this Y/n, I hate this so much.”

Your heart jumped at the allusivity of his sentence, was it about you guys? You coughed to clear the lump in your throat failing to still hide the hurt as your voice cracked. “What do you hate?”

“This job.” You heart dropped back. “I mean I thought we were friends ya know? But I guess I just fucked up” He chuckled at the last bit as he pulled himself away, back resting on the couch cushions. “I guess I fuck up with everything I do, everything I-I-I make” 

You stared at his face, studying him as yours slightly scrunched itself in order to keep your tears from spilling out. “That’s not true Jeff...”

“Yes it is y/n!” His voice rose. “I’ve messed up every time with trust, trust in people, trust in companies, and trust in my ability to make something worth while. I haven’t remotely even helped to do something that comes close.”

“It’s not true Jeff” your hand slipped into your bag once again, feeling for the glossy paper, ”you have helped to make something worth while...” Jeff’s eyes glanced towards you whilst your warily placed the ultrasound picture in the palm of his hand. “You’ve helped make them”

He pulled the picture closer to his face, inspecting it like a puzzle, chest rising and falling heavily as his mouth gaped open with his sullen hazel eyes starting to brim with tears. His head shot to stare with the shocked expression still painted on. Your hands clutched each other like in a prayer over your mouth, as you dreaded what will come out of his pink lips. 

“I’m gunna be a daddy?” He whispered, so softly that you had to strain your ears in order to catch him. However once those words danced into your ears, you shook your head up and down erratically a smile gracing your lips, mimicking his own as the corners started to curl and he sprung you into his arms chanting. “WE’RE GUNNA HAVE A BABY! I’M GUNNA BE A FUCKIN DAD!” Spinning, and jumping whilst messy kisses littered your face as the only noise you could communicate were fits of pure euphoric laughter and joyous tears.

Later on in your shared bed, you stroked Jeff’s bare chest with the tips of your fingers as your head bounced with his breathing. His left arm coiled round your waist as his own hands found themselves over your own naked stomach, tracing small circles were your child was growing- causing your eyes to close as a gentle sleep rocked you into sweet dreams of the future. Jeff, on the other hand, sat awake lovingly gazing at the picture in his right hand, occasionally saying to in a hush tone and ear splitting grin, “I’m gunna be a daddy..”

[h3podcast]

Happy Valentine's/The BacH3lor Day!

I think Jeff will be hunted down for sport rip

[llovelyangel]

our fav duo is back 🤞🏼