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manias-wordcount · 2 months

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Hi! If your requests are open, I have one I’d like to see (but if you’re uncomfy with this request please feel free to ignore!!)- I’d love a little smutty reader x Jet Black, where the reader teases him until he snaps and rough sex ensues. Thanks!! ❤️❤️

Want it Now (Jet Black x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘁!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗰𝘆 (𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗟𝗢𝗟

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Jet’s a big guy.

A big guy that you don’t get to see that often. So you know he means well whenever he tells you how he wants to take it nice and slow with you. Doesn’t want to hurt you. Doesn’t want to break you. Just wants to love on you. Take care of you. Make you feel all sorts of good to make up for all the missed moments in between. Those sorts of things.

But you don’t want nice and slow. You want him. So you let him know that.

“What can I get you both tonight?”

But it’s hard. You’re out in public. And he’s distracted. You don’t like that he’s distracted. You don’t like the fact that the bartender is still coming by and asking about new orders instead of telling you to make room for new customers. You don’t like the fact that Jet is the decent type of man who still insists on taking you out and boozing you up- even if you both know exactly how things are going to end.

He’s been talking you up all night when the two of you met at the bar. Saying all the things he wants to do you in between all his stories about the misadventures of his crew. And you want to listen to him- you really, really do, you swear! But It’s been so long since you’ve seen him, but that smile and that voice of his is still the same. It still does the same things to your body too. It still sends shivers down your spine and has you stumbling over your words. Even when he’s doing something as simple as slipping a hand around your waist as he orders you a refill.

“I’ll take another bourbon.” He says it so effortlessly. A polite smile on his face. A charm to his voice. Like he hasn’t even noticed you shifting in your seat and crossing your legs nice and tight this entire time. Does he know how badly you want it right now? Does he know how bad you want him right now? You’re not sure. Because the smile he gives you is so genuine- so sweet when he gestures to the empty glass in front of you. Fully intent on filling you up in another way before the night grows older. “And another Firecracker for the little lady right next to me.”

“Coming right up sir.”

The bartender steps away at that, and your eyes follow their back as they go. At this point, you’re about ready to make some bad decisions and blame it on a little pre-gaming you did before meeting with him. You’re about ready to take what’s yours. Take what you want since he seems too slow to do it for you.

So you don’t even bother waiting until you’re both good and drunk and back in the love hotel he booked for the night. No, you don’t. You couldn’t. You’re far too needy tonight. Far too brave too. Because even without the liquid courage in your system, you still find that you’re all too eager to reach underneath the covered bar and to place your hand on Jet’s clothed cock.

Exactly where it needs to be.

Now, of course, Jet’s a big guy. The type of guy who can keep his chill. He’s been around the sun more than you have. He knows what he’s doing. But even he can’t help but let the corners of his twitch further upwards while he’s making some small talk with the bartender about something you really couldn’t care less about. But you don’t let out a peep the entire time. In fact, now you’re all pretty smiles and light laughter, even if your hands are busy feeling the outline of Jet’s hard-on through his pants. A full turn around to the almost rabid feeling inside of you that existed mere seconds earlier. Now you’re squeezing, feeling, and fondling him in a way that you know for sure is going to get you in trouble tomorrow. And yet…

“Someone must be excited, huh?”

You’re far too busy to care.

“Hmm,” You let out an absent-sounding hum, as your date turns to you after finishing up with the bartender. He doesn’t try to move your hand or anything. In fact, you swear that he shifted into you- leaning over to better conceal what’s happening between the two of you. The action makes you smile just a little wider. And you know you must be looking like the cat that just caught the canary as you meet his gaze and bat your eyes with a purr. “Maybe~”

“Maybe, huh?” He laughs good naturally. Almost as if you had just told him a good joke. Almost as if you weren’t leaning over and feeling up his hard cock through the fabric of his pants- familiarizing yourself with the shape once more. Your cheeks warm in slight embarrassment, but Jet is subtly moving his hips in time with your hand. You don’t even know if he realizes it. You don’t even know if he realizes just how much more excited this makes you feel either. So you grow a little bolder. A little more purposeful with your touches. Firmer squeezes. Exploring hands, the whole works. And that only serves to rile the two of you up even more than before. So much so that you’re not even surprised when Jet decides to lean in even closer than before and drop his voice all low before saying to you: “Does maybe this mean I need to order your liquor to-go and take you back to the hotel ASAP, huh?”

“Nah…” The hand he has slung around your waist lowers itself in a way that’s dangerous. But you’re the one who started the fire. You’re not about to be the one who is going to start complaining about burns either. After all, you liked the heat. The heat you feel on your cheeks. The heat you feel running through your body and all throughout your blood. The heat you feel from Jet as he sits close to you and lets you be as shameless as you want to be. You like the heat. No, you thrive in it. So you’ll turn the notch up. Just a little bit. “This maybe means something else.”

Vaguely, you hear the bartender announce your Firecracker as the soft clinking of class sounds in front of you. The call of a bourbon is quick to follow. But you don’t even pay the bartender or your drink any mind as it’s placed in front of you. Instead, you’re a little occupied giving your date a half-lidded stare, beckoning him to challenge you. To give in to you. To let you be needy. To let you be a tease. And you’re lucky- because he’s Jet. He’s into you as much as you’re into him. He’s willing to put up with you and your ways. Your boldness. Your fire. Because he likes it. Because he wants it. Because he wants you.

“Like…?”

So you’ll show him…

“Like…I better be bent over outside in the next five minutes or I’m going home with someone else tonight.”

…that you’re not going to wait for him to decide on his terms.

And at that, you’re smiling extra-wide and nice and pretty and moving your hand out of his lap. Because your date’s jaw just clenched all tight and a gruff sound just escaped his throat. Telling you that he heard you. Showing you that he heard you loud and clear. But that wasn’t enough for you. Not nearly enough for you. So you stood up from your stool ready to step outside and wait for him if you had to. Ah, but that’s the thing.

You don’t have to.

Because the second you’re on your feet and taking your first step, Jet is up and behind you. Yelling at the bartender to put the bill on his tab as he places his metal hand on the small of your back. It’s hard and heavy against your backside, but you that it works in all the ways you need it to so you don’t mind. You don’t mind one bit.

Especially now that you’re a little busy being led out the door by your date as he whispers in your ear just how hard and fast he’s going to take you in this alleyway the second the two of you are out of sight. But that’s fine with you. Jet was the one who originally wanted things to go nice and slow. So it’s only right that he makes up for his mistakes now. It’s only right that he gives himself to you in the way that you want. Because what can you say?

You like it hard. You like it fast. You like it big. And you like it hot. But most of all?

“You better put your money where your mouth is, baby.”

You want it now.

“Because I expect not to be able to walk home tonight.”

So you’ll get it now.

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sl33paholics · 6 months

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The Unraveling Knots of Love

Jet Black x Black!fem reader

Warning(s): Mentions of sex, cheating, angst, tbh I just wanna make smth emotional

You were currently sitting across from your ex, Jet, on the navy blue round back sofa in the living room. Smoke was curling from the ends of the cigar you’d been smoking for the past half hour, and it was starting to burn your fingers. The air inside the apartment had been stuffy, hot even. You crushed the cigar on your ashtray, but Jet didn’t seem bothered. He looked bored with the whole thing. He wasn’t even drinking anything right now – he had a glass of water at his elbow instead, which he took great care to stir occasionally when he thought no one was looking. You wondered if that was intentional. Probably not.

It had been 11 years since the two of you last saw each other. A decade since your break up. Eleven years, and still nothing had changed about him. You could tell just by looking that he hadn’t changed a bit either. Now bald, those sideburns going down his cheeks to form a beard, you can see that the sides and the back of his head have hair, though. You lifted up your legs and had them to the side as you let out a huge sigh.

“I don’t know why I agreed to meet with you again,” you told him. It came out more like an accusation than a question. You tried to light another cigarette, but they were all gone, so you decided not to waste any time in saying whatever was on your mind. “We haven't spoken' to each other for 'bout, what, over ten years??" You asked. “And this is how you wanna spend your Friday night? Smoking cigars? Sitting on my couch in silence while we try to rebuild our...friendship?” You paused and waited for a response from him. Jet let out a laugh, and it echoed through the room. “You're still the same, Y/N. That sassy attitude of yours, the same way you acted when we first met." he said. "Same mouth. Same stubbornness."

You opened your mouth, ready to respond, but he cut you off. "Just look at yourself," Jet continued. His eyes were narrowed as he focused intently on you, and it almost seemed like he was searching for something.

"Look at yourself and tell me there's anything different about you."

"Well, maybe there is," you countered.

You knew he wasn't going to accept that. You'd given up trying to convince him. "I'm not going to sit here 'nd pretend 'ts okay, just because you want it to be. It don't change the fact that you cheated on me with a friend from high school." You leaned forward slightly, leaning towards him. Jet could see your breasts from your black nightgown, and he watched them move under your gown as you spoke. He swallowed hard. "You ain't sorry." You knew it would get to him. You knew it would make him realize. You wanted him to realize. There was no use in denying it anymore, after all these years. He could see it. He couldn't deny it anymore. You both knew that. But he was too caught up in pretending to ignore the truth to admit it. You knew you shouldn't give up on him, though. You knew he wouldn't do the same for you. Not yet. So you sat back against the cushion and crossed your arms, waiting for Jet to say it. You felt your heart beating faster as you waited. You hoped you weren't sweating. Jet was staring at you, but he wasn’t making eye contact. He wasn’t saying anything.

"Y/N…" he finally started. You waited, and he looked away before continuing. "Listen, I know I fucked up. Fucked up badly to the point where I can barely look at you without remembering all the times I used you. And I'm sorry for that. If only we could go back… I mean, I think you know that." He looked you straight in the eye. "Back then, I was stingy. I didn't apologize, doubled down, you know the whole deal. I guess I just got scared...getting caught." You nodded slowly. "And now I've matured and I can't run away from that...anymore." You stared at him, trying not to look like you wanted to jump out the window or cry. Your heart was racing, and you could feel the moisture collecting behind your eyelashes. "Can you forgive me?" The words sounded foreign coming out of his lips, as if he wasn't sure he was asking permission.

Your voice cracked as you answered. "Jet…" You sighed again, you felt tears beginning to fall down your face. Your hands started to shake uncontrollably. "I can't…I can't forgive you for what you did..." You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him anymore.

Jet leaned in, closer. Too close. "I'm sorry." You couldn't hear him breathe anymore, it sounded as if he was whispering into the shell of your ear. He placed a kiss on your cheek. It left a damp spot, like the rain outside on the balcony. "...asshole..” Jet pulled you into him and you put your head onto his shoulder. His shirt smelled like smoke and cigarettes, and his smell reminded you of home. You couldn't stop thinking about how long it had been since the two of you hugged like this. How long it had been since he held you this closely, kissed you this gently, or whispered these sweet words.

You could hardly believe you were holding him, kissing him...it had been eleven years. Ten if you counted the day he broke up with you. You were crying, shaking in his arms, and you couldn't remember the last time you cried this much. Or this hard. But you couldn't stop yourself from sobbing, feeling like a child whose parents had just kicked them out of their house. "I love you...Jet.." you managed to mumble between sobs. You didn’t really know why you were telling him all this. You'd be lying to yourself if you told him that you haven't thought about him from all these years. Hell, you've imagined this exact scene a thousand times since the day you realized he was cheating on you. You just never expected it to happen in real life. But it did. It was here, in front of you. It was real. Jet was here, holding you, kissing you. You loved him.

"I don't wanna lose you again, Y/N. Let's start over."

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killtheturkey · 1 year

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Highest quality

#jet black #cowboy bebop #jet black cowboy bebop #hehe

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plebblzreblog · 11 months

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i had a dream where there was a second Cowboy Bebop series that was a slice of life anime where the main 4 + Ein would just go on adventures and stuff. i wish there was an actual cowboy Bebop slice of life series.

#cowboy bebop #spike cowboy bebop #spike speigel #faye valentine #edward cowboy bebop #edward wong hau pepelu tivrusky iv #jet black #jet black cowboy bebop

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queenofanime · 1 year

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Cowboy Bebop

Vicious reacting to falling in love

Let's be honest, when he first met you, it wasn't love at first sight.

He doesn't believe in that, and even if he did, a long time ago, he got his heart broken because of it.

But one thing, he does notice, are your tenacity and persistence because somehow, you crawled your way into his heart.

If you do catch his attention, you're strong and witty.

And if your personality is bubbly combined with sarcasm, then he actually starts to pay attention.

Because of his past relationship, I feel Vicious would go for someone who's younger, a tomboy, and someone who's more childish and free.

For the relationship to start, you are going to make the first move. Even then, the man will reject you.

Thus the chase begins.

Frankly, Vicious doesn't get what you see in him. Deep down, he knows he's a hard pill to swallow and if you do become something, he'll let you down.

He is an ambitious man, who doesn't care about killing and always gets what he wants.

Everyone who knows you're in love tries to convince you otherwise. And while everyone might see his personality traits as negatives, you actually admire them.

Whenever you strike up a conversation, he is cold and indifferent, but deep down, both of you know he's actually listening.

To Vicious, Julia is an ex-lover; to Spike, she is a soulmate. So when you do enter into Vicious life, he desperately hopes you are his soulmate.

#cowboy bebop #vicious cowboy bebop #female reader #falling in love #Viciousxreader #cowboy bebop x reader #Soulmate #spike spiegel #jet black cowboy bebop

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immloveanime · 1 month

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Cowboy Bebop

#space cowboys #cowboy bebop #cowboybebopedit #faye valentine #spike spiegel #jet black #edward #90s aesthetic #90s anime #90s #old anime #oldanimeedit

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astragifs · 2 months

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#spike speigel #jet black #カウボーイビバップ #cowboy bebop #cowboybebopedit #shinichirō watanabe #🔮☆gif.#dailyanimatedgifs #animangaboys #animeedit #animationsdaily #fyanimegifs #dailyanime #seinenedit #fyeahanimegifs #oldanimeedit #toonami #tw flashing

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twotheleft · 3 months

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#cowboy bebop #jet black #spike spiegel

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velinkthorn · 2 months

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See You Space Cowboy

#cowboy bebop #cowboybebopedit #overwatch #owerwatchedit #space cowboy #spike spiegel #Faye Valentine #radical edward #jet black #ein #gif #gif edit #videogameedit #gamingedit

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soranatus · 9 months

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3, 2, 1, Let's Go! Tank! By Sachin Teng for the Cowboy Bebop 25th Anniversary Art Exhibition

#Cowboy Bebop 25th Anniversary Art Exhibition #cowboy bebop #spike spiegel #Jet Black #faye valentine #Radical Edward #Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV #Ein #art

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jetswife · 5 months

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happy birthday jet 💙

#cowboy bebop #jet black cowboy bebop #jet black #jet cowboy bebop #cowboy bebop jet #cowboy bebop fanart #my art #uuuuu iloveyouuuuuu jet #gonna go get a cake for him and take pics of the shrine uvu #happy birthweek to us

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manias-wordcount · 2 years

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How do you think Jet Black would deal with a s/o who bakes him stuff cuz honestly he deserves it?

Baking with Jet Black HCs

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆. 𝗯𝘁𝘄 𝗶 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗯𝗰 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

OKAY FIRST THINGS FIRST

Yes the crew is like dirt poor

These bitches usually cannot afford food !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And when they can its literally doodoo LMAO

Okay but fr though you do freelance work (art, writing, etc.) through a personal computer so you’re the only one with a semi-consistent source of income

You contribute to the crew by buying all of the rations and stuff like that

But on the days you get good sales, you look to pick up baking ingredients !!!!!!!!!!

This is where Jet comes in

You like baking for the whole crew

but you LOVE doing it for Jet most of all

He’s the most hesitant to try your baking

Probably because hes SUCH A GOOD MAN AND MAKES SURE HIS CREW IS FED FIRST

And a little shy when it comes to being spoiled

But his thanks and praise are absolutely heartfelt and genuine

And he praises you A LOT

Like Spike and Faye will definitely steal treats and ingredients behind your back

And Ed will outright pester you for something, even if it’s not ready yet