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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Everything For You: Part 3

You squirm because he feels too warm as he holds you against his side, his hand is too large as he settles it upon your waist to keep you locked in and his fingers are too electrifying as he spreads them against your dress.

He is Jake Jensen, he is your best friend since childhood and the alpha that was promised to you in an arrangement your parents had made in the early years of your life.

He is physically imposing with broad shoulders and a wide chest that’s taught and strong, it cuts a fine image of an alpha who is in his absolute prime that had the ability to become a deadly machine in order to protect what is his. His hand on your waist tells you that, his hold on you had not lessened since he pulled you from your hiding place to attend the party that was meant for him.

Jake’s hands are gentle yet possessive, as captivating and blazing as his eyes when he looks down at you with the inescapable hold that pins you to him.

The gift he had given you, his initials that mark you as his, feels light against your flesh. It’s cool and simultaneously burning your flesh with wanton and underlying desire, it’s his scent that clings to the metal and now clings to you. It’s the desire that was always there, squandered and beaten down by his departure and your descent into another alphas clutches, if for no other reason than to tamp down the emotional loss you felt from his departure.

But Jake is back now from the army, a changed man who is ready to take his world by storm. It’s all laid out for him in a crystal clear picture. Jake Jensen will become the head of this organization, he will become the man and alpha he was always destined to be, and he is taking you with him.

“You’re thinking hard.” The observation is made, and met, by your best friend and alpha who settles you in a quiet corner of the vivacious party. “You need to relax, princess.”

“I’m not one for parties.” You claim and look away, you have to look away because Jake’s stare is so intense and heady.

You have to look away lest you be swept away by his blue eyes and his plump lips. You need to divert your attention because you know that if you look at him for too long you’ll be weakened by the man you had given your virginity to.

It wasn’t just your innocence that you had gifted him with, Jake Jensen had once had your heart and soul clutched tightly in your hands, pieces of you that he had taken with him when he had joined and left for the army.

It was the loss of him that made you do stupid things, it was his departure that had made something within you crack and bend. Those cracks and bends, by extension, turned you away from the people who cared most for you.

Perhaps it was your heart and soul reacting to the loss of your alpha, something you had known on the basest level even if your mind was in disagreement, that left you seeking anything from any alpha. You knew that they weren’t anyone you should be around, you knew that they had only cared about your ability to take cock and knots, and that is where their loyalties had ended.

You were nothing but a warm place for them to sink their knots into, and that was enough for you at the time.

When Jake had come back on leave, when he had found out what you were doing he had been pissed off. He had been rightfully angry because you were allowing yourself to be treated like a plaything. You were allowing yourself to be degraded for the sake of feeling something, and that had hurt him more than you had ever realized.

When you kicked him out, it was a painful blow to both of you.

You hurt him; you damaged yourself.

“Come back to me, Princess.” Jake cupped your chin and raised your head, making you look at him through your teary eyes. “There you are, sweet omega.”

You blinked and a few tears rolled down your cheeks. Jake had made a sound that crossed between a sigh and a soft growl, the sound reverberating in your ears pleasantly. He had reacted before you could, wiping your tears from your cheeks and then he leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“You’re beautiful when you cry, I only wish it was from pleasure and not whatever’s going on in your mind.” He had pulled away and his eyes searched your own, his hands tightening on your waist as you stared each other down.

A brief moment of silence had come between you and then Jake had pulled away, turning to face the approaching mated pair. His hand on your waist had tightened, and his body was flush against yours in a manner of protectiveness as he was greeted by two people you had never seen before.

You were zoning in and out of focus, your mind was wandering far into the depths of your mind before you would lean back into the conversation. There was so much to think about, so much to fixate your attention on without also adding the whispers that were radiating throughout the party.

“My future wife,” Jake had once again cupped your chin to make you look at him, and you were swept into a searing and passionate kiss as he claimed your lips, “is the only omega I have ever wanted.”

The couple he was talking to had admired the affectionate act, the soft sounds of approval were another catalyst that had added to the intimacy of the moment. You were turning into Jake’s body without even thinking about what you were doing, your hands resting against his chest and your eyelashes had brushed against your cheeks when your eyes closed.

“Congratulations to the future Mr. and Mrs. Jensen.” The wife had raised a glass in celebration, the title making you stir and pull away from Jake. “You seem like a perfect pair.”

“Aren’t we?” He had only looked at you, he had kept his eyes on you and you alone, softly sweeping his thumb against your cheek. “I always knew we would be.”

You turn into him, you hide in him as you close your eyes and tune out the rest of the world. It’s so easy to slip your arms around him as he rubs his hands up and down your back. He keeps you tightly bound to his chest, his scent is radiating and surrounds you tenderly like a warm blanket.

You inhale his scent and let it fill your lungs, your hands flattening against his back as you melt into him.

“You’re okay, Princess,” Jake mumbled, his chest rumbling as he speaks. “You’re okay, baby. You’re going to be okay.”

“I’m scared, Jake. I’m…” you whispered against him, securely and gently compressed as he crooned sweet nothings to you. “Do you want this? This arrangement –“

“It kept me sane,” Jake pulled away and cupped your cheeks, staring deep into your soul as he whispered his devotion in the quiet corner that had since been emptied again, “the thought of coming back to you and getting married, Princess…all I’ve wanted was you.”

You swallowed heavily, your chest rising in falling with every quickened breath as your heart racing in your chest. Jake was brutally honest about his want and his need, he was unwavering in his claim that you were his fiancée.

It was the truth at the base of it, this arrangement was a prelude to marriage. It would end with you and Jake marked and mated, and a ring on your finger. You would be bound by his mark and his ring, and the title of husband and wife would be ingrained in you.

It was enlightening, it was hopeful and it made you want for it.

“This night is about you as much as it was about me.” Jake’s lips brushed against yours again, his lips had danced along yours as he poured everything he had into the kiss that stole your breath.

You clung to him as he has clung to you, the two of you only parting when you were interrupted by Steph. She had appeared to your left and cleared her throat, drawing your attention to her.

“This whole grand place and you two are still wrapped up in each other.” Steph’s smile was wide, it was bright when she glanced between you and Jake. “Come on, lovebirds. Dinner is ready and you need to take your seats.”

Jake couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, he couldn’t dare have looked away when you sat next to him trying not to squirm. It was still as adorable as he remembered, seeing you fidgeting when he put his hand on you and even with your best fight at hand you couldn’t have denied how he made you feel. You both knew that this decision to have you arranged to be mates was not made lightly.

You had both known that your connections and your bonded friendship since you were children had made you perfect for each other. It was just a matter of time before you and Jake had been brought together for the sake of being mates, and future husband and wife.

He had meant every word when he told you that this was a welcome home party as much as it was an engagement party, even if he hadn’t asked yet.

You were his and he was yours, there would never be anyone more perfect for each other.

You had spent countless hours as kids running through the halls of his parent’s place, tearing off together as you played and joked around. You had always been together, always wanted to be close to one another and while no one had believed that Jake, as the goofy-looking kid that he was, could have taken over his family’s legacy, you had believed in him.

Even back then you told him that he wasn’t just capable of doing this, but that he had the right drive and strength to.

Just the thought of you had been enough to keep him sane when he was gone. The thought of you was what fuelled him when he was in the army, everything he had done was for you. When he was in his rut and had been sleeping around with other omegas to quell the fire, he thought of you. He had thought of nothing but you and how good it would feel to be with you again, to fill you with his knot instead of random hookups.

Jake had vowed that he would never take you and your position as his omega for granted, he would never stave off pleasure with you when you were reunited because he had done so for so long.

All those hookups meant nothing to him, he didn’t care for any of them the way that he had cared for you. You were his absolute everything, and all he wanted was to return to you.

The alphas you had been running around with and the omegas he was with, hadn’t mattered now.

Now it was you and it was him, back together where you had belonged.

“You want to take a walk outside?” Jake had leaned over and brushed his lips against the shell of your ear, the motion of him whispering in your ear drawing attention to the two of you. “You seem bored.”

“I’m not a fan of parties.” You repeated your earlier statement after turning to look at him, your breath catching in your throat. “I think I should go. I have to go back to my apartment.”

“Walk with me, Princess.” Jake pushed his chair back and stood before he pulled your chair out and helped you stand. “I want to talk to you.”

He kept his hands on you, he kept you close to his body for selfish reasons. He just needed to feel you, he just needed to touch you. He had spent far too damn long without you and he wasn’t going to let you go now.

“Congratulation again, Jake.” His arm was around your waist, his gaze settled on you and you alone as he was congratulated and welcomed home. “You must be happy to have Jake home.”

“He’s my best friend.” You cast your gaze upon him, almost bashfully glancing away when his stare became too intense. “I’m happy he’s home. I missed him.”

“I missed you too, omega.” He was aware of how you reacted when he spoke your designation, he was aware of the way you had shivered pleasantly and your scent had become dense and heady. “More than you can imagine.”

“Such cute lovebirds.” The guest had crooned, and Jake reached out to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing back and forth as you flit your eyes back to him.

Jake had bid them goodbye with the excuse of needing some time to speak with you, and after they had left you two, Jake had continued your shared path toward the backyard.

He closed the door behind you two while you stepped away and wrapped your arms around your waist. He stood behind you and tilted his head as he watched you, studying you in your silence.

“Engaged. Is that really what this is?” You finally spoke and turned, looking over your shoulder. “We haven’t even courted.”

“We’ve been arranged since we were kids. We’ve always known it would be us together.” Jake had slipped one hand in his pocket and kept the other by his side.

He took calculated steps toward you while you stood at the edge of the back deck, your head tilted down. You were quiet and so was he, the two of you revelling in silence that allowed you to keep your thoughts to yourself, and although there wasn’t any discomfort in your silence, Jake knew you were thinking about different things.

“So that’s it? I welcome you home and we become engaged. From best friends to a married couple? You’ve changed, Jake. I’ve changed. We don’t…” You paused and chewed the inside of your cheek, your fingers gripping the satin of your dress.

“I have a ring.” Jake had broken the blip of silence, and his confession had you looking back at him with narrowed eyes and parted lips.

“You said you didn’t have a ring. Earlier you said you didn’t have anything.” You stepped toward him, your attention dropping to the hand in his pocket. “Did you lie to me?”

“I did say I didn’t have a ring. At the moment then, I didn’t have a ring.” Jake had pulled his hand out of his pocket, a small velvet box clutched in his hands. “The benefit of being the boss…you have people to pick up things for you.”

“Jake…when—?”

“During dinner,” he admitted infallibly, “I needed it for tonight.”

“Jake…”

“The ring I chose, I had it picked out a day before I left for the army.” He had stepped forward, stepped closer to you with that box still in his hands. “The night we-“

“I gave myself to you.” You muttered, bashful again.

“Yes you did,” Jake’s free hand reached for yours, and he squeezed gently as he took another step forward and then dropped to one knee, “you gave me everything. Now it’s my turn to give you everything.”

“Jake…” your eye grew wide, he could hear your heart hammering in your chest, every heady beat making him endeared evermore to you.

“Y/N, you are my best friend. I have loved you my entire life, you are my everything. Every breath, every beat of my heart is yours. You have every piece, every atom in my body. It’s all yours. You have always been my life, my future. God, I live and breathe for you.” He swallowed and drew his eyes up your body to capture your gaze again, his lips twitching as a soft and tender smile formed on his face.

“Y/N, my sweet omega, I can't imagine my life without you in it. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” Jake propped the box open and gave you the first view of the ring, the breathtaking shape of the main oval stone with clusters of smaller and more delicate diamonds around the oval diamond that was set upon the platinum band.

“Yes.” You answered airily, giving him what he had always wanted.

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imyourbratzdoll · 9 months

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𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

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

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

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

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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ronearoundblindly · 13 days

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Jake Jensen Masterlist

Romance 🔥 || Smut 🦆 || Author Fave 🍀 || Angst ⛈️ || Fluff 🌼 || Dark Fic 🌘 || *** denotes work for all ages

SERIES --

Jake x gn!ops!reader

This Can't Be The Moment (a kiss where it doesn't hurt) 🌼⛈️ Confidence Is The Absence Of Control (love confession) Painful...But In A Good Way (redo confession)

ONE-SHOTS --

Jake x sick!reader comfort 🌼⛈️

Board Games/Arts & Crafts (drabble prompt) *** 🌼

Rerouted (fight and makeup ask) 🌼⛈️

A Kiss to Distract (Valentine's ask) 🌼 ***

Shut Up, Jensen (a kiss to shut them up) 🔥🦆

Dirty Headcanons: 🔥🦆

Impact Play, Not Yet, and Routine

Kissing

Sleepy Sex

Photography

Extra Info

undercover!stripper!Jake x bartender!Reader (coming soon)

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

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justalonelyslytherin · 1 year

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Hi hi! For your ask game

Sentence prompt: I’m really craving fast food. Can you please get me some.

Character: Jake Jensen (just look at that dork!!! 🥹🥹)

Thank you so so much for sending this in. It was so much fun writing this. I love this cute dork! He deserves all the love <3

Midnight Cravings

The world was asleep and so was Jake. Peacefully sleeping on his side of the bed, he had all 4 limbs stretched out. Laying on his stomach in absolute comfort, his face was squished against the pillow he’d fallen asleep clutching. A soft snore escaped his opened mouth in steady intervals. Sleep could have barely been any better.

Until there was the shove of a foot against his ass that interrupted the latest of his snores that were about to leave his mouth. A disgruntled grumble left Jake’s lips as he scrunched his face together in a sleepy frown and turned his face in the other direction to snuggle back into the pillow. The peace that had settled over him was once more broken, mere minutes later, when the same foot shoved at his feet.

“Jensen.” The name was whispered through the darkened room, softly spoken yet holding an urgency that said man was blissfully unaware of.

Only when a finger poked him in between the ribs, did he awake ripping open his eyes. His lips parted in a high-pitched squeal as she bolted upwards, kneeling on the spot he had just been sleeping on.

“W-what?” He mumbled, caught between being alarmed and still half asleep, his head turned in all directions as he squinted through the darkness. There wasn’t much for him to see, even if it had been lighter, without his glasses there wasn’t much he could see anyways. As a result, one of his big, clumsy hands fumbled around, feeling for his glasses on the bedside table.

“J, do you love me?” A voice from the other side of the bed broke the quiet.

“Of course I do!” He told her, tongue poking out in concentration as she searched for his glasses. “So so much!”

“So so much?” She asked and he nodded enthusiastically. His nearly violent head bobbing was only stopped by his fingers stubbing against his glasses. With a triumphant yowl he grabbed the frames from the table and hastily put them on his nose.

“Uh-hump,” he confirmed once more, once his tiny celebratory dance was finished. Sitting down on the mattress cross-legged, he peered in the general direction he presumed her to be.

“What’s going on?”

“Say, if you love me so much, you’ll do something for me?”

“Anything you want!”

There was a brief silence between them that had Jensen furrow his brows in confusion. Her next words only added to deepen the crinkled line between his brows.

“Can you get me some food?”

“The kitchen is just downstairs, can’t you–Of course, I can. What do you want me to bring you up?” A faint movement in the amorphous shape of darkness caught his attention, a head shake?

“Not from the kitchen,” she whined quietly.

“From the pantry then? Oh! You want me to bring you some ice cream from the basement?”

“No…” she mumbled, “I’m really craving fast food. Can you get me some?”

His brain lagged behind for multiple seconds, causing another silence between them. Trying to verify he heard her right, he asked “You want me to go out?” He heard her huff in defeat and perhaps a hint of frustration as well.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have woken you up in the middle of the night… for that.” It was the way her voice shook dangerously at the end that caught him by surprise. As he felt the mattress move as she shifted on the bed, supposedly away from him, he came alive. Jumping into action, he leaned forward and grabbed her blindly yet carefully.

“No! No, no! I said I’d do anything for you and I will keep my word.” Jake pulled her softly towards him, waiting patiently for her to shuffle back in cooperation until she laid half in his lap, half propped against his chest. Peering down he smiled at her and rubbed his hands along her arms.

“But I woke you up in the middle of the night for something silly..” she mumbles. He could hear the doubt and remorse in her voice, it made him scoff.

“It’s not silly, baby. You could tell me to travel to Antarctica right now and I’d do it for you. My girl is hungry? I’ll feed her!” His fingers traveled along her side, tickling her softly until he heard her huff and giggle.

“It’s not my fault, I’m not the one that’s hungry!” Hearing her protest had him snicker as his hands moved from her sides along to her swollen middle. He rubbed lovingly over her bump, grinning brightly.

“Mhm, that’s even more reason for me to feed you. Now, what does mini Jensen want?”

It's safe to say that in his haste to get going afterward, he faceplanted trying to put his pants on while hopping on one leg

#sly's asks #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x female reader #jake jensen x you #jake jensen fanfiction #jake jensen imagine #jake jensen fluff #the losers fanfiction

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babyjakes · 1 year

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where the heart is. [blurb.]

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event | feb '23 blurb night

summary | jake makes for the sweetest surprise during a valentine's day spent in the hospital.

pairing | best friend!jake jensen x college student!reader

warnings | reader is in the hospital (post-surgery), jakey is a little nervous so this is probably just as much reader comforting him as him comforting reader lol, this whole thing is just soft sweet fluffy goodness and i am so unapologetic about it- we all deserve adorable shy jakey who has a lil crush on us hehe <33

word count | 913

requested by @starksbabie | For blurb night what about Reader being in the hospital for Valentine’s Day so Jakey comes to surprise them with flowers and balloons?

an | thanks so much for this cute jakey request friend!! i thought it would be so cute to try out best friend!jake, i just think this would be the sweetest way for him to confess his love for reader hehe :'-) he's such a dork, i love him <333

February 14th is supposed to be an ordinary day for you. You've been in the hospital for a few weeks, recovering from a somewhat extensive operation. The routine of the unit is familiar to you now, and though it can get rather lonely at times, you're hopeful about being released soon. With only a few close friends knowing about your stay, you haven't had visitors yet, and aren't exactly anticipating any as most of your social circle is away at school.

Which makes it quite the surprise when your sweetheart of a nurse pops her head into your room, the biggest smile spread across her face as she tells you excitedly, "Y/n, I've got someone here to see you."

Lifting your head from your book, you raise your brow in confusion. Guessing it might be your doctor stopping by check in on you, you fold your page, stashing the paperback next to your pillow behind you as you straighten up a bit in your seat. "Oh?" you ask.

Before the nurse can respond, a familiar face appears beside her; with cheeks about as rosy as the bouquet of pink lilies in his hand, Jake smiles sheepishly at you. "H-hey y/n," he greets, the poor boy's gaze struggling to find yours as he looks over timidly.

Softening immediately at your friend's clear embarrassment, you grin brightly back at him as you coo, "Jakey! Oh, it's so good to see you- come on in!" Easing up a bit at your warm reaction to his surprise appearance, Jake makes his way over to your bed, settling down on the edge of the thin cot's mattress.

From her spot in the doorway, your nurse tells you both sweetly with a wink, "Have fun, you two," before closing the door to allow for some privacy.

"I-I hope you don't mind me showin' up unannounced like this," Jake rambles as he offers you the flowers; taking them gratefully, you bring them up to your nose for a brief inhale before smiling gently at the blonde.

"Of course I don't mind- this is the best surprise ever," you gush, reaching over to place the beautiful arrangement in the glass of water sitting on your bedside table. "It's so good to see you, Jakey," you tell him again, "what brings you all the way back home- aren't you in the middle of your term?"

"Well, yes," he admits with a slight chuckle, "but I knew you'd probably be spendin' all this time alone, and I just... I dunno. I didn't want you to get lonely." Eyes widening a bit at his words, you reach your hand out to take his. Seeming a little surprised by the gesture, the boy doesn't hesitate to accept.

"That's so sweet, Jake. Thank you."

Dark grey eyes settling in on yours, he seems to pause for a moment before opening his mouth to speak again. "I-I had balloons too, in the car, but- oh man, this is so embarrassing," he laughs a bit nervously as he reaches his free hand up to scratch at the back of his neck, "as soon as I opened the door, well... you know... they flew away before I could grab 'em- I had my hands full, with my keys and the flowers and..."

"Aww bud," you hum, reaching out to rub his back gently. "That's okay, just seein' you is more than enough for me. I missed you, Jakey."

"Missed you too, cutie," the adorable man whispers. "School's no fun without you; sure, I got the guys on the tech team, but... they're not my sunshine. Not my y/n." At the familiar nickname, your heart pounds softly in your chest. With the way he's looking at you, and the unmistakable fondness present in his tone, he doesn't need to say any more for you to be able to guess what really brought him back to your hometown.

"How're you holdin' up?" he asks, a hint of concern appearing on his face as he looks you over. "You healin' and everything? They takin' good care of you here?"

"They take great care of me," you assure him, placing your free hand over his as you hold it gently on your lap. "Every day's a little easier. Think they might release me sometime next week."

"You're not in pain, right? They're givin' you all the medicine you need?" Jake asks softly, a hint of heartbreak shining in his eyes, as if the very thought of you in pain might bring him to tears.

"No pain," you confirm, giving his hand a squeeze. "I'm doin' just fine, Jakey. I promise."

"Good," he nods, seeming relieved at your response. "If it's okay with you, I think I'll stay in town until whenever they discharge you next week- I got all my coursework on my computer, and once you're out, I'd love to... you know..." Now it's your turn to bite back tears as you catch the sweet boy's hopeful gaze once more. "I'd love to take you out for a real Valentine's Day, y/n. If you'll let me."

In an instant, you're throwing both arms around Jake's neck to pull him in for a hug. "I'd just love that, Jakey," you sigh, the feeling of his familiar embrace such an overdue homecoming.

"Then it's settled- you 'n me, sunshine," he tells you, and there's nothing more in the world that the boy could say to make your heart swell bigger.

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xcaptain-winterx · 2 years

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Mrs Rabbit

Jake Jensen x female!reader

summary: Jake comes home to find a surprise waiting for him

warnings: fluff, angst, smut 18+, Jake being Jake

a/n: This is my first fic ever, so be nice. English is not my first language, so you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc. This is for @chrisdrysdale writing challenge💕 prompt 19-“Am I dying cuz oh my god”

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“Finally” Jake says as he walks through the front door of your shared home. Twelve hours, the flight took twelve fucking hours and he couldn’t be happier to finally be home. The only thing he wants to do now is to spend time with his fiancée.

“Honey I’m home!” but no response comes. This confuses Jake because you normally always greet him at the door, when he comes home. “Honey?” he whispers going up the stairs, maybe your already asleep. He sees a bit of light coming out of the half closed bedroom door. Now assuming that you are still awake.

“Hey, why haven’t you-“all air leaves his lungs as he sees you laying with spread legs on the bed, dressed as Jessica Rabbit. “Am I dying cuz oh my god”

“Why don’t you come here and find out” you say with a slight teasing tone.

Jake scrambles to take off his clothes, throwing them on the chair next to the closet where still the remaining clothes from last month ‘activity’ lay. Letting out a quite laugh as you watch Jake struggling to get out of his jeans, only to crash on the floor. He quickly gets back up, now only in his Superman boxers, and rushes on top of you.

“Fuck, you look so amazing, I-“ Jake stutters, touching every curve of your body, inspecting how the dress hugs your body perfectly.

You smile, happy that the two hours getting ready payed out. If you think back of how many tries it took to get that dress on, your glad that on the website it said that the dress still gives enough stretch for ‘activities’ because you would have honestly thought that the dress would barely give you the ability to breathe. The makeup wasn’t that hard to do, just some purple eyeshadow, a bit mascara and red lips and voila.

The whole idea started during a game of truth and dare.

~4 months ago~

“Jensen, stop flirting with your fiancée. We get it, you finally found someone who is ok with all that nerd shit but you don’t need to remind us 24/7” Aisha says to Jake who is currently holding you on his lap, whispering naughty stuff in your ear and constantly kissing your shoulder.

Jake starts to blush at that, hiding his face in your hair, earning him a snicker from Cougher and Raque. Brining his face out of your hair and looking at all three of them “You’re all just jealous that I have such a beautiful fiancée” Jake says with a smile on his face.

“Shut up and play with us, Jensen” Cougher says after opening another beer “truth or dare”

“Uhm” Jake thinks a second “I choose truth”. There’s no way he will choose dare after what they made him do last time.

“Pussy” whispers Aisha to you after you moved off Jakes lap.

Cougher smiles “Ok, Jensen, what-“

“No sex related questions” Jake says before Cougher finishes his question. The gives him a big ‘Booo’ but one glare from you makes them shut up.

“Ok, I give you a ‘non sex related’ question” Cougher gives you a quick wink before continuing “who does y/n remind you of?”

You and Jake look at each other confused “what do you mean?”

“Jensen, what fictional character does she remind you of” he says while pointing at you “I know you always think about which fictional character someone would be. Don’t deny it, you called me Logan Lucky a dozen of times without even realizing it. So, who is y/n?”

Jake looks at you for a second, deciding if he should say it or maybe just run out of the bar with you in his arms but Aisha is sitting next to you and he knows she wouldn’t let that happen. Letting out a deep breath he goes “Jessica Rabbit”.

Your eyes go wide at that, you remind him of one of the most known sexsymbols of animation and one of the hottest. It confuses you though because you definitely don’t look liked her. You don’t have such big boobs, tiny waist or even such flowy hair.

“You mean that hot Looney Tunes woman, who is married to that weird rabbit” ask Clay “why?”.

“Well because every man would want to be with her, she’s breathtaking, everybody turn their heads her way when she walks in- which is what I did when I first saw her. She could have any man in the world but she chose the weird rabbit because she loved him” Jake answers, looking at the ground.

It’s quite for a moment before the group breaks out in loud laughter, except you. He thinks your perfect and sees himself as weird. You look at him only to see that he is already looking at you, quickly turns his head though as he meets your eyes.

You don’t care that everybody is laughing as you sit back down on his lap, softly grabbing his chin turning him to face you.

“I love you, Mr Rabbit” you say before diving into a passionate kiss

~present~

The tent in his boxers grows bigger and bigger, he wants you, no, he needs you.

His fingers start to wander up the inside of your thigh, feeling your soft skin under his fingers. Giving you a look when he doesn’t feel any panties.

“They would have ruined the outline of the dress” you say giving him an innocent look.

A goofy smile crosses his face before he starts to insert a finger inside your wet pussy. You let out a soft moan as you feel his long finger slide through your folds, easily finding your sweet spot. Adding another finger in your pussy, while slowly starting to hump your leg, curling his fingers inside you making you moan even louder.

“Baby, please” you beg as he starts to rub circles on your clit with his other hand.

“Please what, honey?”

“Please let me cum” you plead, making him pull his fingers away.

Licking them clean he goes “want you to cum all over my face and tongue” before you realize what he said, he already grabbed your hips, turned around and put your dripping pussy on his face. His tongue laps at your cunt, grunting into your pussy as he taste your juice dripping into his mouth. Feeling yourself getting close again you start to grind onto his face.

“Oh shit” you start to grind even faster down onto his face “I’m cumming!” you scream as Jake starts to moan a yes into your pussy. You cum hard on his face, using the headboard to steady yourself, while Jake tries to lap up every last drop of your cum before carefully pulling you off of him.

Slowly calming down from your high you look over to Jake to see him pulling off his boxers, his dick slapping against his abs, the tip red and leaking. He stops himself right before he gets on top of you.

“Are you ok? Do we need to stop-“ he doesn’t need an answer you just pull him on top of you and bring him into a sloppy kiss. Opening your mouth as a sign to slip in his tongue. Getting the signal he slides his tongue in and makes it dance with yours. Bringing your hand down to his hard dick, you start to move your hand up and down his length, making him groan into the kiss. Pulling away from the kiss you make quick work on hiking up your dress higher until it’s a bit over your waist. “You know, normally you don’t mind us getting clothes dirty”

“Yes but normally I’m not wearing clothes that are worth 600 dollars” you answer him.

Due to his reaction you guess he didn’t thought that it would coast that much money. Sure he thought that it probably wasn’t cheap but 600 dollars! That’s a bit much.

Giving you a nervous look “I uh, should we take it off before you know…let my little boy slide home” the only thing he gets as an answer from you is a laugh “Hey, don’t laugh! I don’t want to ruin that dress, I like it but I really need to slide Jake jr in you” at this point your just laughing your ass off. Jake tries his best to keep up his serious expression but fails miserably as he sees you closing your legs trying not to pee, making him laugh as well .

This is a thing he loves about you, how you can easily make him laugh.

Calming down after some more seconds of laughter you ask him “Do you want to fuck me in it, if not I take it off”.

“Yes, I do but-“

“Then do it, Mr Rabbit” you say in a seductive voice before he can finish.

This is all it took for Jake to grab your hips and pull you closer, teasing you with just the tip of his dick.

“Jake,stop teasing”you whine, trying to move your hips.

Lining himself up “what the lady wants, she gets” before pushing all the way in, both of you letting out deep moans. Giving you a second to adjust before starting to slowly rock his hips against yours. Oh boy, how much he had missed this, the feeling of your wet heat swallowing his dick or the sweet sounds you let out before your orgasm arrives. “God, your so tight” he truly missed you, Jake may be an adult but he always acts like a little who is homesick when he’s away on a mission. Calling you every time he’s not shooting someone, talking to you for hours and sometimes when he’s lucky you even read to him his favorite fantasy novels, that he forgot at home. All this isn’t enough though, he misses the feeling of your soft body next to him and the smell of your apple shampoo when he nuzzles his face into your hair.Not even the stuffed animal from you, that he actually won for you on your first date, can hype him up when he misses you really bad. Of course, there are video calls and video sex, steamy pictures, recordings of your love making but it’s just not the same. So yeah, a month without is true torture.

He starts to go faster, making you arch your back. “Oh fuck, need more” obeying he grabs your legs, puts them over his shoulders to hit an ever deeper angle. The room fills with the sounds of your loud moans and the sound of skin slapping together.

Jake feels like he will cum any second now but he doesn’t want to cum, not yet, he wants to see you fall apart first, he’s the ‘man’ he can’t cum first. The sweet sounds that come out of your mouth are definitely not helping, but he knows, he knows what will make your orgasm approach faster.

Coming even closer to you he puts his face in your neck, smelling your apple shampoo before sucking hickys on your neck. Removing one hand from your hips to massage your left breast, squeezing your nibble constantly. He can feel your clenching around his dick, letting out a loud moan at that feeling, trying not to cry out.

You close your eyes “Ah, I’m cumming Jake, I’m cumming!”. You cum hard, black spots appear in your vision.

Jake cums the second he feels your cream cote his dick, shooting a thick load of cum inside you before falling on top of you. As he tries to catch his breath he notices that you are not moving.Looking at you he sees your eyes are open though “Are you ok? Was it ok, did I hurt you?!” Jake stutters out, terrified of the thought of hurting you.

You give him a weak smile “I’m good, just a bit out of breath” you answer “that was amazing”

Relieved he gives you a kiss “Yes, it was, god I think you need to wear that dress more often”

It’s silent for a moment

“Jake”

“Yes?”

“Can you get that dress off of me?”

a/n: tell me what you think of it. Love you guys ❤️

#writingforbella #jake jensen fluff #jake jensen reader insert #jake jensen imagine #jake jensen x y/n #jake jensen x reader #jake Jensen #Chris evans #first fic

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royalwriteroftheuniverse · 1 year

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Jake Jensen and #Dodger story requested by @nana1000night

Basically fluff small mention of losing a family member in the military and Jake being a shy sweetie.

Comments and reblogs appreciated no reposts or publishing anywhere

You see the cutest couple at the park: A tall man and his dog an orange/tah body and little white paws almost like socks and his owner tall and handsome. Sure he had some outdated blonde tips but he's a man hats he know about style plus he looked handsom. Who are you to tell a tall handsome muscularman what to do with his hair. Oh what the hell most he can do is say no.

"Hi can I pet your dog?" You almost wanted to hit yourself in the face you sound like a child. Oh well whats done is done.

"My dog?" He fiddles with his glasses

"Your dog." Ok maybe you should just leave He's clearly nuts or dense

"My," he glues slightly "dog?" How dense is this man? Maybe the steroids he used to get those very gorgeous amazing biceps warped his brain. Wait am I staring don't stare. You point to the dog wagging his tail

"Your pup......py" you say slowly trying to guage if he's an harmless idiot or insane.

"Right my dog its not actually my dog. It's I mean right now it is because I mean I have it with me right now but its actually- it's my neice's I offered to watch him while they went on vacation." he laughs nervously looking around. It was like he was suddenly burst into reality. The blush on his face was cute. You could tell he wasn't used to women talking to him.

"Awww that's sweet. You say that to every girl at the dog park?" You kneel down to pet the dog, he's obviously too frazzled to say yes or no.

"It does sound like a line doesn't it" as he plays with his glasses, "But no here look"

He kneels and proudly shows pictures of his neice playing on her soccer team.

"Aww she's cute."

His dog tags made a noise as they hit eachother. The ball and chain necklace was barley sticking out of his shirt.

"What branch?"

"Hmm?"

"The military what branch."

"Special opss."

"Not exactly an answer but thank you for your service."

Jake blushes at the attention.

"I can't really talk about-"

"Its ok I get it my brother was in the marines"

She pulled a necklace out with a marine class ring

"Was...." Jake said softly. "I'm so sorry."

"Thanks."

"I know it doesn't mean much but."

"It does from people like you. I think you get it more. You still in."

"You're never out."

She nodded and bits her lip.

"Whats his name?"

"Dodger."

"Like the baseball team?"

"The musical-"

"Oliver," she smiles.

"It's my neices favorite."

"You're really close with them aren't you."

"Yea they're all I have so."

"No its sweet. Most men don't care your girlfriend's a lucky girl." You're hoping the blush on your face isn't too visible.

"Not yet. Well I don't have one right now that is. If you were uh wondering."

"No I always ask handsome men who are using dogs as their wingman who don't have wedding rings on. If they have girlfriends It's a tick. Do I get to know your name at least?"

"Jake. As in,' he pauses "Jake."

Jake laughs nervously, he's not used to women being so forward with him.

He's thinking about how to move forward when he sees a tear slip down your face.

He whipes it off with his thumb.

"I'm sorry If I " his face was turning red. He chastised himself for crossing a line but he couldn't help himself

"Jake don't appologize it was sweet its not you It's just It's just me." You mentally slapped yourself for that stupid line once upon a time you could flirt properly .

Dodger as if sensing you're trying to calm yourself crawls on you and gives you a hug.

"Aww. Thank you." You wrap your arms around the sweet dog.

"I think Dodger likes you." Jake softly smirked

"Do you think I can see Dodger again tomorrow or later today? "You looked mostly at Dodger suddenly becoming shy again.

"Well him and me come as a pair." Jake chuckles softly waiting for the 'oh forget it then to come out of her mouth.'

"I know why do you think I asked?" You smiled you at him.

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jakeysangel · 2 years

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jake jensen is the type of partner to kiss you until you're breathless. he'd pull you in gently by the waist before cupping your cheeks with both his hands and kissing you. he'd work his way up to the big kisses by giving you small pecks until you're a giggling mess. nuzzling his nose against yours until you smile brightly at him. he'd brush his thumb over your cheek lovingly "you're so gorgeous, baby" he'd whisper before kissing you passionately. tongues dancing together like you were made for each other. he's got so much love to give you so he makes sure to pour as much love and he can into his kisses. he'd wrap his arms around you to get as close to you as possible and rock you gently (bonus points if there's music playing so it ends in you two dancing together)

#abi's words #abi's jakey <3 #jake jensen imagine #jake jensen fluff #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x reader fluff #i wanna kiss him silly <3

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cevans-seb · 2 years

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Hot High

Pairing: Johnny x Reader; Jake x Reader

warning: none

Word Count: 1.6k

“I know what I saw! I wouldn’t lie to you, ___” Johnny defended. “Ransom is a selfish prick and only uses you because of your powers. He doesn’t feel the same and is stringing you along, so he can benefit from being your friend.”

“That's not true, Johnny; Ransom has been my friend since elementary, and he wouldn’t flake on me-especially if he knows how important it is to me.”

This argument has been going on for ten minutes. The bickering between a hot head and a pothead. It began when Johnny saw Ransom conversing with Martha about a date tonight. Even though your recital is tonight, the same recital you told Ransom about earlier this week.

“Maybe you just heard it wrong?” You shrugged. “Maybe they were planning the date for next week or something? Ransom isn’t like that and I hate that you think so lowly of him.” you were fuming. Johnny's dislike for Ransom began when Johnny noticed Ransom using you for your powers. It started off innocent enough, but he saw how consistent the routine became. Sprouting out weed bushes whenever he needed a hit or to sell to other college kids. He was utilizing your power for his own personal gain and Johnny was tired of it.

“If you don’t believe me, call Ransom. Call the bitch and he can confirm all I’m telling you.”

“I’m not calling him! I know my best friend and maybe you need to stay out of our friendship. I don’t know ever since we started hanging out you’ve been so suffocating-especially when it comes to Ransom. Why don’t you go hang out with your other friends and stop meddling in my life all the time.”

Pain flashed through Johnny’s cerulean eyes, he started to respond, but gave a disgruntled chuckle and walked away.

“Johnny wait,” you reached for his arm only for him to snatch it back.

“You wanna know what’s crazy. I told you about how my ex best friend used me. How she relished in the fact that I could combust into flames. I was just a gimmick to her, something to flicker on and off at her disposal. Ransom is treating you the same way she treated me. I know that you want to believe he’s still that same guy, but it isn’t and he probably never was. We’ve only hung out for three weeks and never once has Ransom called you, text you, or even approach you. You are the one who has to do it first.” Johnny sighs. “Maybe that’s a sign.”

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

You were finally done with classes and needed to see Ransom before Wanda snatched you away to prepare for tonight. When you finally spotted him, you see him with Martha coaxing near your school’s fountain.

“Hey Ransom! I’ve been looking for you all day. Did you leave your phone at home again?” you inquire, not noticing Martha rolling her eyes at you. “ What’s up, ___,” Ransom scratched the back of his neck. “ I did actually leave my phone at home. Sorry about that, but what did you need me for?”

“I just wanted to hang out before tonight. You know how Wanda gets when we have our concerts and I really need my best friend before I have to deal with her wrath.” you softly giggled, but between Martha’s stifle laughter and Ransom’s furrowed brows , you knew he wouldn’t have time. “I’m sorry, cupcake. I won’t be able to because I promised Martha here that I would help her, but I guarantee I will be there tonight.” he gave his signature smirk that would normally reassure you. Sadly, it only makes your eyes water when he gives your shoulder a squeeze as he leaves with Martha. You brushed off the interaction, chalking it up to pre-show jitters. Ransom had a life outside of you as well and it would be hypocritical to lash out because of his plans. Plus he said he would make it, so Johnny was wrong.

While you were convincing yourself of Ransom’s loyalty, he rushed back to you, maybe to spend at least a few minutes with you, as you hoped.

“Yeah?”

“I forgot that Bucky needed to re-up his stash. Do you mind giving me some good shit, princess?” He asked in a hushed tone. I frowned. Weed was strictly prohibited on campus. Heavily enforced and anyone caught with the substance could be expelled, so why is Ransom asking while we were still at school.

“I can’t Ransom. You know how strict that is about weed on campus. I could get expelled.” He rubbed his temples, something he always did when he was agitated. “Look cupcake, there isn’t anyone around. I wouldn’t put you in a situation that leads you in trouble. What kind of best friend would I be?”

You hesitated. It wasn’t going to take long to materialize Mary Jane for him, but there’s eyes everywhere on campus and anyone could easily snitch. “Wouldn’t you do it for me? I really need the money, bubba. You know my parents cut me off.” He pouted, eyes crestfallen, making your heart clench. “Okay, just be on the lookout.” You gave in.

With an unsteady head, you collected some nearby daisy and with a sleight of hand transformed them into some grade A kush. Ransom greedily took the weed and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving to be with Martha. Well that hurts.

A hand on your shoulder makes you jump. “I know that wasn’t what I think it was, Ms. ____.” A security guard asked. “I know that wasn’t cannabis.” He clicked his tongue as he circled around you. “Something that is against our school code.”

Jake Jensen. Security intern. Also the bane of your existence.

“Cmon Jake, don’t do this to me.” You exhaust, hoping Jake would take a little mercy on you. “If you report me, then I’ll get expelled. You already know how they treat mutants here. They see us as inferior beings who are only looking for trouble. Just spare me this one time, please?” You pleaded as Jake eyebrow raised.

“___, I caught you giving Ransom weed.” He explained. “And I haven’t forgotten the last time I caught you and Johnny smoking outside of his dorm. It’s enough that I put my neck out for Johnny, but damn it ____ can you make my job a little easier?” He fussed. “This is the last time I’m letting you slide. Next time, I’m carrying you to the dean myself. Got it?”

“Thank you!” you gave a tight embrace, surprising both of you. He cleared his throat to ease the awkward tension. “So, you have a recital tonight? I heard Tony Starks is going to be there.” Jake nibbled on his bottom lip as he tried to make conversation. “ I know how much you love his work. I noticed your binder one day and I saw one of his playbills inside, so I guess I'm just assuming because there could be a million reasons why you would have it. Not that I don’t think you wouldn’t like Tony Stark. He’s very charismatic, smart, and a billionaire playboy.” Jake rambled.

“I actually do like Tony Stark. His work is what inspired me to enroll in our Uni ;this was his alma mater and I don’t know. I guess it gives me a sense of pride knowing that Tony and I attended the same school.” your heart swelled as Jake listened intensively about your idol.

“So, why risk expulsion by giving Ransom weed?” he had to know.

“Ransom was my only friend for the longest time. Until Johnny, he was with me and I was there for him. I can’t seem to let him go. He knows me so well, so why would I push away someone who I see as family? I know Ransom seems like a bad influence, but he isn’t. Life is just not going how we want and we have to take risks to help us survive.” your eyes glossed over while Jake nodded.

“But Ransom comes from money,” he retorted.

“ Look Jake, I don't feel comfortable sharing Ransom’s personal life with you, but I know the real Ransom.”

Jake sighed, noticing you become defensive.

“You’re right. You were the one who knew him since kindergarten, not me or Johnny. It’s not like he forgets you, leaves you, or ignores you whenever someone in his other friend group is around.”

Jake peered at me anticipating some comeback, but what could you say. It was partially true. Ransom other friends aren’t exactly fond of you being a mutant-much less- a poor mutant. Classism aside, Ransom chalks up their discrimination up to ignorance, but you knew they were just hateful. They hated you before they even met you. Since that day, Ransom has hung out with us separately. He felt that it would make things less awkward, but you asked why was he still friends with them? Why associate with those who look down on your best friend? He would only skip over those questions and change the subject-every time.

You didn’t know you were crying until Jake wiped away a stray one. “You deserve so much better. No one is as loyal to Ransom as you, but he has to reciprocate that. Otherwise, he will continue to use you as a walking mat.Think about it, ____”

“____!” Wanda charged toward you, glowering. “We have an hour until showtime and you’re fraternizing with Jensen!”

“Wanda, I was actually on my way to the auditorium.” you nervously laughed.

“Really?” she sarcastically asked as her hand glimmered. Using her powers, she lured you away from Jake.

“I- I can walk by myself, Wanda.” you struggled against her hold. “Jensen, she’s using her powers. You aren’t going to say anything?”

“She doesn’t seem to be selling weed, so I think my job is done here.” he winked before waving goodbye.

“Coward!”

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Everything For You: Part 4

A/N: Some smut in the second half

The oval engagement ring on your finger had shone delicately in the light, the stones set into the platinum ring had sparkled brilliantly with every cusp and mark of brilliance you could have ever imagined. It had been chosen the day before Jake left for the military, the chosen stone and setting perfected for you although there had been no time to ask you, to give it to you, before he had left.

Instead of giving you the ring after you had given your virginity to him the night before he left, Jake held onto it with the intent of asking you later. However, the ties that bound you had also alluded to breaking your connection down to singular threads in your absence of each other, with Jake and yourself taking partners that weren’t suited for either one of you.

Jake having slept with omegas when he was in the army, wherever he was, and you taking toxic and necrotic alpha after alpha only to be mistreated. It was not the treatment you would inflict on anyone and yet you allowed yourself to be related as terribly as you had because you didn’t think you were worthy of Jake himself or the future he would have been able to give you.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Her scent was familiar, it was almost like a constant draw that comforted you in a sisterly way.

Throughout the years of you and Jake being separate, she had kept an eye on you. You’d known it was a favour to Jake, to keep a kind of watch over you while he was gone so he could be informed of everything you had done.

Just as Steph had watched over you, she had also promised Jake that unless your life was at risk she wouldn’t intervene with your personal choices. She wouldn’t step in to stop you from doing something because it was your life and your mistakes to make. She knew that whatever happened between you two while you were apart had to be part of the process that would lead to you coming back to each other.

“The ring is..a lot.” You turned it on your finger, feeling the shape of the stone on the underside and the smooth edge digging into your palm as you clenched your hand. “It’s beautiful but I would’ve-“

“I know,” Steph had shrugged and stepped closer to the powder room mirror, nudging you gently as you rest upon the puffed lounge chair in the room, “but you know Jake. Nothing is good enough for you.”

“I’ve been hiding out here for a while, the party’s winding down and I know he’s not going to let me go home.” Your heart fluttered, your stomach flipping end over end the longer you thought about Jake and his ability to get his way out of pure stubbornness.

He was your best friend, he had been your best friend for years. You knew him inside and out, you knew that while so many people looked him over and disregarded him as someone who could take over from his parents, Jake’s tenacity and his stubborn nature would make it almost impossible to fight him on this. Jake was regarded as a dork, a geeky little alpha who liked messing with computers, playing video games and reading more comic books than you could count.

He was regarded as someone who didn’t have the balls or the gumption to take over, and though others had doubted him you hadn’t. You always knew he was a powerful force to be reckoned with, an alpha who would become a stronghold.

Even if that had meant that you were on the receiving end of his stubborn nature.

“Do you want to go home?” Steph raised an eyebrow, eying the doorknob to the powder room that was rattling. “Because if you do-“

“Steph, I’m not-“

“Princess…” Jake’s voice radiated through the wooden barrier, the sing-songy baritone husk making you shiver with anticipation of what was, or could, happen tonight. “Don’t make me break down the door, you know I can.”

“Jake!” Steph had called back with a roll of her eyes and an annoyed scowl. “You break down the door and I guarantee you the ass-kicking of your life!”

There was a moment of silence and then the subtle knocks had come through the door, a radiating clutch of his scent inflicting your inhibitions. You rose to your feet, swaying slightly as your hindbrain had not only accepted his desire but revelled in it, with the knowledge that your alpha was coming calling for you and you alone. You busied yourself with the minute task of turning your ring back to its proper placement, and then you had taken a deep breath to calm yourself down.

It was just Steph and you in the expansive powder room, standing beneath the crystalline chandelier and gold-dusted fixture but the idea of your alpha and future husband on the other side of the door pumping out pheromones like a mating call was almost too much to handle. You were irrevocably overwhelmed and turned on by every beat and pulse of his desire-laced scent, every interlocking note of his scent was addictive to you, just as yours was to Jake.

“If you don’t want to do this, stay here tonight I mean…” Steph had grabbed your arm before you could reach for the door, her eyes so reminiscent of Jake’s had settled on yours. “You know you can stay with me and my husband. You know Hannah missed you.”

“I missed her too.” You barely manage to get the words out between inhaling air and gulping down Jake’s scent that’s as heady as steadily as it’s being pumped out. “But do you want the constant knocking on your door?”

You spoke of Jake as he stood on the other side of the door knocking repeatedly and speaking your name like a broken record to get you out of the powder room. He was relentless, he was all too happy to stand there and annoy you into coming out from your hiding place which was a move you were all too familiar with.

He was a natural when it came to annoying the people around him with his happy-go-lucky attitude and the underlying permanent goofiness that would never truly be eradicated from him. Even as he took his place as the big bad leader of this whole empire, he would always have that natural sunshiny portion to himself.

“You promise you’ll come to visit when he finally lets you leave the bed?” Steph had questioned you, her hands resting on your shoulders. “We can go for coffee or go shopping, we can even just lay around watching cheap reality shows-“

“Princess, I’m losing my patience. Either you come out here willingly, or I’m coming in there and when I do, your ass is mine.” Jake’s playfulness was overshadowed with hunger, a growl ripping from his lips as he stated his intent to have you one way or another.

“If he ever lets me go-“ you flicked the lock and started to open the door, squealing when it was ripped open for you, and Jake appeared on the other side with a solicitous smirk on his face and eyes darkened by lust.

“You couldn’t have waited two more minutes?” Steph shoved the heel of her hand into his shoulder with a powerful strike although he hadn’t wavered nor did it seem like he had felt it at all.

“Goodbye, Steph.” Jake’s steady and unwavering lust-stricken eyes were fixated solely on you, not a single glance toward his sister as she brushed past him while muttering under her breath. “Hello, Princess.”

“I should go-“ you took a step to the left, knowing it was futile but regardless you tried anyway.

The sound that had fallen from Jake’s lips was intensely and purely dominating and possessive. The growl had come from a man who was deep into his alpha hindbrain, the sound of the growl as it built in his chest had reduced you to a simpering mess. You whined and turned your head exposing your neck to him instinctively while your hindbrain was firing off warnings not to disobey this powerful alpha in front of you.

“You’re not going home.” Jake’s voice was husky and possessive with every beat and half-beat as he spoke his intent for you. “You’re not leaving me. You and I are going upstairs and you’re going to be my good little princess-“

“Jake-“

“You’re mine, and I’m going to have you. You’re going to spend the night and half the morning confined to my bed, omega.” He bared his teeth and spoke your designation with passionate consistency, managing to hold you upright as your legs had nearly given out from the alpha command that was accepted far too easily by yourself.

“Princess,” the flash of his eyes had brought momentary clarity to his eyes, the gentle giant you had loved and known was engrained and so tightly woven with this version of Jake who was possessive. There was no clear beginning or end, it was Jake and it was Jake as a powerful and hungry alpha.

“Let’s go upstairs and I’ll help take that dress off.” He nosed along your neck, breathing you in while obsessively scenting you to mark you as his despite everyone already knowing. No one would dare look at you while Jake was in this mindset let alone try and touch you, you knew that in this moment of Jake’s state of mind, he would likely rip whoever dared to pieces.

“Will I ever go back to my apartment?” You asked after Jake pulled you from the powder room.

“You don’t belong there,” he looked back at you, his eyes sweeping across your face and his hand was possessively clutching yours, “you belong with me. You belong in my bed, with every gorgeous fucking inch of you trapped under me.”

He gave your hand a sharp tug, leading you away from the dwindling party to the staircase and even further into his room.

His arm had pinned you down, his strength was nothing you could have fought off, and you were as good as tied down and helpless. He was as relentless as his tongue, the flex of that muscle as he drove you into the depths of madness with every stroke against your dripping pussy walls. Jake was solicitous in his intent to tongue fuck you into complacency while you were left reeling from the endless tweak of his fingers against your clit.

You don’t know how many times you’d cum already and he wasn’t satisfied. You don’t know how many times you had screamed his name as he devoured you with his mouth or drove you to a near-blackout state with his fingers.

You knew he wouldn’t have waited, you expected as much but to have you pinned to the floor the moment you stepped into his room was not what you were anticipating. Jake hadn’t even gotten your dress off before he got you on the floor with your dress shoved up your thighs.

He had bit the inside of your thigh with a warning to stay when you had squirmed too much, and instead of pain, it was intense pleasure that struck you.

It was the act of him claiming you, even if it wasn’t a mark on your neck, that was pleasurable. It was the feel of his teeth on you that had your brain going completely haywire as you rode the first orgasm of the night.

“Good girl,” you hadn’t been aware of him removing his lips and tongue from your pussy until you felt the weight of his lips against your own and the taste of your orgasms and cum on your flesh, “that was fun wasn’t it, Princess?”

“Jake…” you whined, your vision blurry from the orgasmic and blissful tears that rolled down your cheeks. “I can’t-“

“You haven’t even gotten undressed, Princess.” Jake had hovered above you, his lust-blown eyes raking up and down your body with vivacious hunger, and you narily had a moment to brace yourself before he had lifted you and carried you toward the bed.

“You just made me cum over and over and over.” You whimpered, your legs shaking and your cunt feeling overstimulated and sore from the way he feasted on your cunt. “I don’t think I could do more.”

Jake had pressed his hands upon the bed and leaned over you, his chest almost directly flush with your nose, he kept you close and then reached one hand behind your back to unzip the back of your dress.

The soft sound of the zipper being pulled down had come before Jake had trailed his fingers up and down your exposed spine, the pads of his fingers tracing and trailing every part of your back that he could reach. He had hummed, the pleasant sound in your chest sounding more like a purr than anything, the rich sound stirring a string of whimpers and whines from your mouth that had brought Jake’s hands to a ceasing stop.

“Princess,” he inched back and cupped your chin, lifting your chin to make you look up at him as he towered above you, “I’m getting you undressed so we can go to bed. I want you to be fully recovered before I fuck you as I want, tonight was enough.”

He leaned down and brushed his lips against yours, the subtle dusting of flesh against flesh was enough to make your heart thrash and twist in tune with his. Your eyes fluttered closed, your breath hitching in your throat as Jake used his hands to push the dress down your chest and back to let it pool at your waist.

He had kissed you with every measurable emotion possible poured through the tentative kiss that stole your soul. Jake had hovered above you, his tongue brushing against your bottom lip as he tasted you and let you taste yourself, and as he pulled away you had stood with him.

It was Jake who had bent now, and it was his hands that grabbed the material to yank it down your thighs and legs, gently nudging you to stand before he tossed the dress behind him. As you had become all but bared before him, you were rooted to the spot when he looked at you from his place on the floor, his eyes brimming and blustering with intense want.

You were unable to cognitively deal with the intensity of his gaze and the alpha who had owned every part of you. You were unable to think or speak as he rose back to his feet and set his hands on your hips, running his hands up and down your sides before he gently pushed you back to the mattress.

“Lay down, Princess. Get comfortable.” Jake had cupped your cheeks before he kissed your forehead, his lips lingering against you. “I’m going to get you some water and something of mine to wear. I’ll be back.”

Jake had let you go, waiting for you to follow his command as you lift the blankets and crawled under the covers, your eyes lingering on Jake. Your best friend and alpha had smiled, goofily and brightly as before, waiting to get the last look at you before he slipped out of the room.

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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years

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week 2 - day 5 - kinktober - cream pie and breeding kink - tutor jake jensen x student reader.

warning - cream pie and breeding kink.

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18+ only please, the gifs and headers aren’t mine.

“I’m still not getting it, is it supposed to be doing this?” I look at Jake with wide eyes, scared of failing. Jake shakes his head, leaning closer and looking at what my computer is doing. I chew nervously on my bottom lip, noticing the disappointment in his eyes.

“How’d you manage this, hmm?” He types away, trying to fix all the mistakes I made. Jake pushes his glasses up, clearing his throat as he tries to ignore you, trying to desperately will away the dirty thoughts in his mind. All he wants to do is push this stupid laptop away and fuck you in that little dress.

“I–I don’t know, I’m sorry.” A hiccup leaves your lips as you try to hold back your tears, Jake looks over, and his cock hardens. His eyes land on your hardened nipple. The way your chest moves up and down, the harder you try to hold back your sobs. Jake places a hand on your thigh, closing his eyes for a split second.

“It’s okay. We’ll fix it. This is why I’m here, to help your little brain understand this.” Tears are still in your eyes, threatening to spill. You nod, watching Jake.

“Okay… Thank you, Professor.” Jake’s cock throbs when you use the title he told you to call him. He moves the chair back before patting his thigh. Watching your doe-like eyes dart to his bulge, his veiny hand, and his thigh, your tongue pokes out as you subconsciously lick your lips.

“Sit here. It’ll make it easier for me to teach you” Jake has to try and hold the dark look in his eyes back. You look at him curiously but get up and slowly sit down on his thigh, not wanting to disrespect him. Jake bites down on his lip hard, holding back the groan that wants to escape. His hands grip the side of the chair until his knuckles turn white. The feeling of you throbbing against him is getting to him, desperately wanting to throw all morals out the window and fuck you until you are full of his cum and pregnant with his kids.

His cock twitches at the thought of how your tight cunt would feel wrapped around him. His thoughts are interrupted, “are you sure this is appropriate, professor?” you start to wiggle around, trying to get comfy on his lap. Your ass is brushing up against his bulge, which causes you to get curious and wiggle against it more. Jake’s eyes roll to the back of his head as you rub against his bulge. “Professor? There’s something in your pants, and it’s making it hard to get comfortable.” Jake swears he could’ve cum right then and there just from your innocence.

He grabs your hips, moving you so your back is flat against his chest and your pussy is directly on top of his cock, his length being hugged by your lips. Jake’s hips buck up slightly from the feeling causing a soft whimper to exit your lips. His lips move close to your ear as he whispers, his voice sending shivers down your spine and straight to your core, causing it to throb around his cock. “Don’t worry, bunny. This is very appropriate, but you can only do this with me, okay?” You nod, softly grinding down.

“Now, look towards the screen, and I’ll show you what you need to do.” You are both focused on the laptop screen for a while until Jake feels you slowly start to grind against him, huffing out something about being uncomfortable. He grips your hips, “what’s up, bunny?” His hands stroke your sides.

“Hmph, I’m uncomfortable.” Jake feels you snuggle against him. For a second, he’s confused until he feels your pussy throb against him and a wetness build. The pieces are put together when he realises uncomfortable is horny. Y/n looks at him from over her shoulder. “Can you please help, Professor? It hurts.” Jake’s mouth drops open when you pout.

He nods, his cock leaking as his fantasy comes true. Lifting Y/n and bending her over the table, Jake lifts her dress, moaning at the sight of her soaked knickers. “Okay, bunny. Are you okay with this?” She whines, nodding. “Words,” Jake growls, his cock straining against his pants.

“Yes, yes. I’m okay with this. Please, make the tingles go away. It hurts so much.” Y/n pushes herself back, grinding against his bulge, trying to relieve her pain. Jake grabs her hips, stopping her from moving before he moves his hand down to her core and rubs her through her knickers. Her moans fill the room as he rubs her little button before pulling them to the side, his mouth waters at her glistening lips.

Jake quickly unzips his pants, taking his weeping cock out before lining it with her hole. His eyes rolled to the back of his head at the feeling of being against her. “Are you sure you want this, bunny?” She repeatedly says yes, trying to push back into him so his cock slips inside but can’t move with how he’s holding her in place.

Slowly pushing inside, a groan fills the room. “Fuck, bunny, such a tight little girl. Jesus, fuck.” His hips jerk, cock slipping deeper inside you. Your walls hugging him, feeling every vein on his length, the feeling makes you moan, wiggling your hips wanting more friction. Jake looks down, and the sight is something he’s dreamed about, touched his cock too. He thrusts harder and faster into your sopping cunt, watching himself disappear and reappear, his balls slapping against your little button.

“Fuck, bunny. Do you- fuck -do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this. Bury my cock so deep inside of you and fill you with my cum, repeating it over and over again until you fall pregnant with my kids.” Jake feels you clench down on him at the thought, your little cunt spasming around him as you cum, “fuck, look at you. Cumming at the thought of being pregnant.” His cock throbs when he feels you clench again, placing a hand on your back and pushing you into the table as his hips jerk roughly into you.

His length hits every spot inside of you. Your moans are like music to Jake’s ears. Reaching down, he starts to rub your clit. Loving the way you scream his name, his pace speeds up when he feels his end approaching. “Fuck, bunny. I’m going to cum, and you will take it all. You going to make me a daddy?” Y/n nods, tears rolling down her cheeks as her orgasm explodes, squirting all over Jake’s cock and his clothes.

Jake’s eyes widen, and his cock twitches wildly as he cums deep inside her cunt. Still thrusting as much as he can as he empties himself, Jake slowly pulls out before getting on his knees and looking at her used cunt. His cock hardens again as he watches his cream slowly leak out of her. Two fingers push his cum back inside before leaning forward and placing a kiss on her clit.

“You did good, bunny, but we’re gonna have to do this your whole lesson, just to make sure it takes.”

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harmonity-vibes · 1 year

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IMAGINE

Author : Harmonity-vibes

When you tell Jake a joke.

- I admit it was a funny one.

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holylulusworld · 16 days

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Indecent Proposal (16)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Characters: Natasha Romanoff, Jake Jensen

Warnings: fluff, established Stucky, caring mobsters, pregnant reader, mentions of drugs/being a junkie (a side-char)

Indecent Proposal (15.2)

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“We gave you the chance to handle this,” Steve angrily glares at Natasha. “For years we protected you and paid you well. All we asked for was for you to put your dog on a leash.”

“Steve, I told him to stay away from you, and the girl,” Natasha nervously rubs her tired eyes. For half of the night, she tried to convince Steve and Bucky that the nurse at your doctor’s practice has nothing to do with an investigation. “I swear, he’s out of town. Whoever that woman is, she’s not one of us.”

“Oh, we know that she’s not one of us,” Bucky huffs. “She’s a civilian he hired to spy on Y/N and us.” He grits his teeth remembering how scared you were the last time Rumlow stood in front of you. “Five hundred bucks and she was willing to tell him everything he wanted to know.”

“That’s…illegal,” Natasha shakes her head. “I told him to stay away from her, and he hires some woman to spy on your girl. Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck!” Steve growls. “She’s a junkie, Natasha!” He blonde wildly gestures with his hands. “Imagine, she had drugs with her! According to that woman, Rumlow told her to get information out of Y/N. He instructed he to use the drugs she shoots into her veins to loosen Y/N’s tongue!”

“No,” Natasha sits down to cradle her head in her hands. “How could he do this? I believed he was a good cop. You know, not someone like me who forgot about their dignity and honor a long time ago. All the things I did for money.”

“You’ve got a good life thanks to us,” Bucky huffs. “Don’t act as if we are the big bad guys in this game. Our business is not legal, but without us, chaos would consume Brooklyn, maybe even the whole of New York. We keep the normal people safe.”

“Yeah. The heroes in shiny armor and shit,” Natasha sarcastically says. “It’s just.” She sighs deeply. “If you are a dirty cop, you feel bad sometimes. Especially when you work with someone like Rumlow. And now, I find out he’s even worse than me. I’d never hurt a woman, or an unborn child to get information.”

“You know that we would never do such a thing either,” Steve snaps at Natasha. “We never asked you to hurt people, Natasha. All we asked for was to look the other way or manipulate evidence.”

“What will you do now?” She lifts her head to look at Bucky. “Am I expendable now?” Natasha quirks a brow. She made peace with the fact that she would end up dead in a dirty alley sooner than later.

“You’re not expendable, no one is,” Bucky’s features soften for a split-second. “We know that none of this is your fault, Nat. We only ask you for permission to go after Rumlow. We owe you that much.”

Steve huffs and crosses his arms over his chest. He didn’t agree with Bucky but promised to let him take the lead. Natasha and his husband have a past, and he trusts Bucky’s instinct when it comes to the redhead.

“He dug his own grave, didn’t he?” She replies. “I tried to stop him from messing with you two. He didn’t listen to me, or anyone else. If he only did his job, I’d ask you to leave him alone. But Rumlow crossed one too many times to go after you.”

“Good,” Steve simply says. “We will make it look like an accident.”

She nods before looking at Bucky again. “He’s a man possessed, and I don’t know why. I tried to dig a little deeper but found nothing. Maybe you got more luck.”

“I don’t give a shit about his reasons,” Steve spats. “He tried to get close to our pregnant fiancé more than once. This time, he paid a junkie to hurt our girl to get information. This has nothing to do with an investigation.”

“I know,” she snaps back. “I just didn’t want him to end up dead. Okay! I worked with Rumlow for over five years. He trusted me with his life, and that I’ll have his back. It’s not easy for me to let him down!”

“Enough you two,” Bucky yells. “This is about Y/N and our unborn child.” He spits while talking. “This isn’t about revenge or shit. We need to protect her. Let’s find out why he’s after us in the first place.”

“Anything yet, Jensen?” Steve impatiently paces behind the tech expert's back. “We don’t have all day. I need answers.”

“We need answers,” Bucky sighs. “Jake, anything you can give us to calm my husband down?”

“Hmmm…” Jake adjusts his glasses while staring at the monitor. “Nothing on that nurse, slash, junkie. She got arrested a few times.”

“Let me guess,” Steve sneers. “Rumlow arrested her the last time.”

Jake shrugs. “Yup.”

“What about Rumlow and his past? Why is he so obsessed with us? I get that he wants to solve a famous case, but he’s chasing our girl around town.”

“There’s not much to find out about him,” Jake grumbles. “Nothing exciting.”

“No dirt?” Bucky presses on.

“No debts. No fishy transactions,” the tech expert shrugs. “He has a clean slate, guys. Whatever he’s hiding, Rumlow does it very well.”

“Jensen, dig deeper. Find something. Anything,” Steve says. “We need more information to bring him down. Because my beloved husband told our insider that we won’t kill him.”

“Yet,” Bucky corrects. “I promised to not kill him yet. If we can bring him down without killing him, fine by me. If not…he’s dog food.”

“Bucky, the voice of reason,” Steve laughs. “That’s a new one…”

“Where have you been all day?” You yawn. “I’ve missed you. It was so boring without you around. So…what did you do?”

“Nothing important,” Steve watches you press your back against Bucky’s chest. He smiles when Bucky kisses the crown of your hair. “Stevie and I had a few things to discuss with a business associate.”

“Okay,” you smile at Steve. “Now that you are here, can we have a movie night? What do you want to watch? Or do you prefer sports?”

“We can watch whatever you want, doll?” Bucky kisses your hair again. He moves his hand to your still flat belly, imagining you all swollen with their child. “Right, Steve?”

“Of course,” Steve joins you on the bed. He’s still pumped up, and angry but he’ll try to tame his anger for you and Bucky. Tonight, he’ll let Rumlow live.

Tomorrow is another day…

Part 17

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babyjakes · 2 years

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little loser.

summary | jake is the one person in the world you could never say no to.

pairing | boyfriend!jake jensen x reader

warnings | this is just 100% soft fluffy goodness, my first time writing for jake so obviously it needed to be only pure adorable golden retriever!boyfriend vibes, you & jake live in a nice little cottage by a ducky pond bc ofc you do, jake is an animal lover and that is probably canon, this is a fic for cat lovers so chris gtfo :^)

word count | 1,121

an | alright buckle up friends! first jakey fic ever and i'm already drooling over him, i hope you guys love our sweet silly loser(s) as much as i do!

Turning off the taps as you dry your hands against the soft cotton of your apron, it's the particularly quiet sound of the sliding door's latch clicking shut that first raises your suspicions. Glancing at the clock above the stove, you find that it's a little later than usual for Jake to be coming in from the garden, and being familiar with the clumsy boy's nature, you know he'd never be one to close anything with care- unless it was intentional.

Your socked feet pad lightly against the wooden boards of the floor as you cross the kitchen and step out into the living room; as you switch on the lights, the sight you're met with brings a light laugh to your chest. Jake stands halfway across the room, tip-toeing almost comically as he peeks down at something he's got tucked in his favorite green t-shirt, the fabric of the garment being stretched out to use like a little kangaroo pouch.

The blonde jumps at the sudden illumination of the room, his hand quickly closing the flap of fabric down to conceal whatever he's got hidden in his shirt as he looks up at you with wide eyes, like a deer in the headlights; "H-hey, sweetcheeks! I was just finishing up outside- sorry to keep you waiting."

Giggling softly to yourself, you lean a shoulder against the frame of the archway, crossing your arms as you give the man a nod. "That's okay, looks like you might've been busy out there. What's that you've got in your shirt, handsome?" you question gently, your amused smile only growing wider as you watch the little lump wiggle beneath the layer of fabric.

"O-oh this? I- it's nothing," Jake laughs off awkwardly, doing his best to keep whatever the creature is from escaping its hiding spot. "It's just... I was just gonna go look for..." As his voice trails off, a look of knowing guilt forms on his face as he sighs, raising his brow in a silent plea.

"Jakey, baby," you hum softly.

"I know, I know," he tries, "but please, y/n- hear me out..."

"Honey, if it's another 'possum, I'm about to lock you both outside for the night," you warn playfully, earning a quick shake of the head as you nod, relieved.

"No, no ma'am. Learned my lesson last time," he promises, slowly starting to step toward you as he keeps his hand closed over the pouch.

"It better not be a squirrel either, or a rat. Or a-"

"No, petal. None'a those things. It's... y/n, come here. You gotta look. He's so..." Carefully opening up the flap, you watch as the adorable dork peers in at what's inside, his cheeks squishing up in delight as he almost squeals before looking back up at you, his voice a little stronger this time, "Cutie, come here. You gotta see him."

Sighing, you oblige, inching a few feet closer to get a better look as he once again opens up the pouch, reaching in to pull out a tiny orange kitten with big blue eyes, its little body wriggling gently against the man's large hands. "Oh honey..." you coo.

"I know, I know, just look at him," Jake whispers, his voice swelling with affection as his eyes look over the precious little creature, completely enchanted by its charm. Warmth grows in your chest as you watch more than anything Jake watching the kitten, the endearingness of the whole situation undeniable.

"Where'd you find him?" you ask softly, reaching an arm out to guide the two to the couch.

Lowering himself slowly against the cushions as you take a seat next to him, Jake reveals, "Over by the pond. Poor little guy was trying to drink the water like the ducks- his eyes look like they haven't been open for too long; I think he needs milk. Looked everywhere for his mama, couldn't find her. He was helpless out there," he frowns, his voice almost sounding like he could be on the verge of tears.

Wrapping your arm around him gently, you rub his shoulder soothingly. "We'll have to get a little bottle then, huh?" you hum. Big blue eyes looking up at you, Jake swallows hard.

"You mean... we can keep him?" he whispers.

"Well, it seems like he might need us to, right?" you reason. The man simply nods. "You're right; he's awfully little. Looks like he needs a new mama, and I think I might know just the loser for the job." Chuckling softly, Jake nods, looking down at the small animal as it curls up in his hands.

"I think he might've imprinted on me," he tells you.

Letting out a light laugh, you ask, "Oh yeah? Are you sure it wasn't the other way around?"

Jake playfully denies, shaking his head. "No, no, at first I thought it was the ducks. Thought he might've been trying to fall in line with that group of ducklings... but they were moving too fast for him. As soon as I scooped him up, I think he knew he was mine, that I was gonna take care of him."

"Such a sweet little guy," you croon, reaching out gently to run a few careful fingers over the sleepy kitten. Turning a bit on his side, it lets out the tiniest yawn, little white paws stretching out before curling back up comfortably, cradled in the hands of its new "mama."

"He is a guy, I checked," Jake informs you. "Never had a cat before, so I'm not an expert on any of this, but I'm guessing he's only a few weeks old. Just a little loser," he dotes lovingly, running his thumb over the creature's head, smoothing back its fur from its closed eyes.

"Don't you have a thing against cats?" you ask, brow furrowing as you faintly remember him once sharing some weird snippet of knowledge during one of his ramblings, probably pulled from one of his hundreds of encyclopedias. "Something about... cats can't be trusted?"

"Yeah, maybe... but look at him," he gushes, clearly all hostilities towards the species now pushed to the side. "Little man probably can't form a single coherent thought; there's no way he's plotting any evil schemes yet. And I'm gonna raise him good, raise him right. He's gonna be a man of character and integrity."

"Isn't he so lucky," you hum happily, resting your head against the blonde's shoulder as you both look over the little bundle of joy. "Alright. Milk, bottles, we'll need a litter box... you driving?"

"Sorry, I can't," he whispers as he brings the sleeping kitten up to kiss its tiny head. "Mama's gotta hold the baby. We're takin' your car."

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_ HEAT OF THE MOMENT (AU masterlist)

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FEATURED PAIRINGS — Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Reader / Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Reader / Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Reader / Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Reader / Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Reader / Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Reader / Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Reader / Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Reader / Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reader AU INTRO — The local fire department, the famous and beloved Station 616, is just teeming with eligible bachelors... but not for long! Summers are for falling in love, after all.

CONTENTS AND WARNINGS — Modern AU, firefighter AU, crossover fic, language, fluff, mild angst, sexual content (ranging from mild to explicit), rom-com vibes, no use of y/n, each character gets their own Reader (not a poly fic), playboy tendencies, age gap, friends to lovers, workplace romances, enemies to lovers, allusions to divorce/troubled marriages, and possibly more as the stories are written.

NOTE — Each story is a three-part miniseries and can be read as standalones. I do not currently have any plans to write any more than what’s listed, but I will never say never. There is also no release schedule; I will post at my own leisure so please refrain from asking, thank you!

LAST UPDATED: March 31, 2024 STATUS: Coming Soon

PLAYING WITH FIRE _ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Photographer f!Reader

Ari is the dedicated fire chief of Station 616 who runs the show with an iron fist and a heart of gold, but the one thing he can’t seem to get a handle on is his personal life—until the Station is partnered up with a new bright-eyed photographer for this year’s charity calendar photoshoot. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

MOTH TO A FLAME _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Firefighter f!Reader

There are strict rules to be followed in life, otherwise the world would descend to chaos, right? You insist on never dating a coworker, while Bucky insists on not dating at all. Well, fortunately for the both of you, everyone knows rules are made to be broken. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

FIRE AND WHISKEY _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Bartender f!Reader

It’s tradition that the entire squad heads down to the same local hole in the wall for any occasion, no matter what it is, okay? It has absolutely nothing to do with Jensen’s insanely obvious crush on the badass bartender, capeesh? Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

COMIN’ IN HOT _ ╰┈➤ ft. Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Volunteer f!Reader

At just 5’4” and 95 pounds soaking wet, Steve is the scrawniest yet the most determined member of the 616 team. Often underestimated, he finds solace in a budding relationship with the part-time volunteer at the firehouse, who seems to see right through his physical appearance. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

BURNING UP _ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Business Owner f!Reader

You are horrified when you head to work one day only to discover that your precious store has gone up in flames. And if that isn’t already terrible enough, it seems the crabby, unsmiling fire marshal assigned to your case is already convinced that you’re guilty of arson. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HEAT WAVE _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Environmentalist f!Reader

Loki, the enigmatic and secretly sensitive member of the team, is dispatched to a scene across town, he’s not expecting anything out of the ordinary. Imagine his surprise when he finds a woman from his past, chained to a tree, and leading an environmental protest that is quickly getting out of hand. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WARM BEDS _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Teacher f!Reader

Lloyd doesn’t actually like teaching fire safety to snot-nosed brats, but he loves going on the prowl for his next one night stand with the single moms, teachers, and school administrators… until he meets his match in a new no-nonsense teacher, who remains frustratingly unimpressed in the face of his uniform and charm. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HOT-BLOODED _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Grad Student f!Reader

You’re usually very level-headed, okay? You’re not usually the type to get into scrapes like this. All you wanted was a tiny bit of revenge on your cheating, lying ex-boyfriend… you didn’t expect your rage to get the better of you, nor did you expect the fire you set to his car to get so out of control. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WORLD ON FIRE _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reporter f!Reader

Rumours begin to swirl around Station 616, calling into question the integrity of the fire department’s hiring policies. But when you meet Pietro Maximoff, the firefighter at the centre of all the controversy, suddenly the price of a potentially career-making story is no longer one you’re willing to pay. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

NOTES — I cannot wait to share these with you!!! 🥰

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