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churipu · 11 months ago

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[ green with envy ! ] gojo satoru, fushiguro toji, sukuna ryomen

[ a drizzle feels like monsoon ! ] ★ #1 : gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji

[ a drizzle feels like monsoon ! ] ★ #2 : sukuna ryomen, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro

[ jjk men & soft hugs ! ] itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, suguru geto

[ jjk men & their emotionally constipated partner ] shiu kong, itadori yuuji, todo aoi, suguru geto

[ jjk men & their sweetheart girlfriend ] gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, choso

[ jjk men when you wipe their kisses away (as a joke) ] itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen

[ jjk men with their cold hands partner ! ] toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, nanami kento, geto suguru

[ jjk men & their sleepyhead gf ] ★ #1 : gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, nanami kento

[ jjk men & their sleepyhead gf ] ★ #2 : toji fushiguro, yuuta okkotsu, choso

[ jjk men & their sick partner ! ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro

[ jjk men vs their gf's plushie collection ] ★ #1 : gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, inumaki toge

[ jjk men vs their gf's plushie collection ] ★ #2 : geto suguru, choso kamo, nanami kento

[ jjk men & their "looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill" you gf ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento

[ arguments with jjk men ] ★ #1 : nanami kento, choso, megumi fushiguro

[ arguments with jjk men ] ★ #2 : gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro

[ jjk men and their partner who loves to wear cute socks ] gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, todo aoi

[ jjk men and their "roxana agriche" partner ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen

[ choso + half cursed partner ] choso kamo

[ choso + a stronger half cursed partner ] choso kamo

[ jjk men + teaching you bike riding ] geto suguru, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji

[ jjk men + short partner ] ★ #1 : megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, nanami kento

[ jjk men + short partner ] ★ #2 : geto suguru, itadori yuuji, sukuna ryomen

[ jjk men + "looks like could kill you, is a cinnamon roll" gf ] itadori yuuji, geto suguru, megumi fushiguro

[ you being insecure + jjk men ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, sukuna ryomen

[ megumi + geto's little sister ] megumi fushiguro

[ jjk men + ticklish partners ] itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, geto suguru

[ jjk men + fluffy moments ] toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, nanami kento

[ jjk men + celebrating birthdays ] yuuta okkotsu, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru

[ jjk men + optimistic girlfriend ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento

[ jjk men killing bugs for their partner ] nanami kento, gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen

[ jjk men + you not wanting to celebrate your own bday ] geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro

[ being gojo's little sister ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, shoko ieiri

[ jjk men + long haired partner ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, choso kamo

[ calling them "bro" ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro

[ when they realize they're in love ] gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, itadori yuuji, toji fushiguro

[ jjk men + tall partner ] itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru

[ jjk men + gf who loves acting ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro

[ jjk men + cuteness aggression ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji

[ nanami + girly girl ] nanami kento

[ jjk men + "no emotions" partner ] toji fushiguro, itadori yuuji, okkotsu yuuta, sukuna ryomen

[ you sleeping on the couch after an argument ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro

[ calling them "husband" in public ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, geto suguru

[ period comfort ] gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, nanami kento

[ jjk men reacting to you getting left out by your friends ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, inumaki toge

[ what reminds them of you ] gojo satoru, megumi fushiguro, itadori yuuji

[ "shut up, mama!" ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento

[ beautiful features ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, megumi fushiguro

[ outfit check ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji

[ painting their nails ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji

[ say "dada" ] gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento

[ showing up to your art exhibition ] gojo satoru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji

. . . ! 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

[ classmate! sukuna ] sukuna ryomen

[ actor! gojo ] gojo satoru

[ dad girl! sukuna ] sukuna ryomen

[ ballerino! gojo ] gojo satoru

𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

[ sugar rush! ] gojo satoru

gojo's girlfriend has a love for cooking, so when she succeeded in creating his favorite kikufuku mochi, the man can't help but to convince her to open up her own restaurant. what could go wrong, right?

[ 96 + 98 ] gojo satoru

gojo and you have never gotten along, maybe it's the fact he's the epitome of perfection. he has a pretty face and a pretty brain, who wouldn't like that? so you made it your job to try and beat him at that brain game of his, which never ends well. until you find yourself 2 points higher than him, with his help. oh, boy.

[ three times nanami made you cry ] nanami kento

in a world of boys, he's a gentleman. but still, things happen, and he still makes you cry.

[ coming home late to nanami ] nanami kento

you forgot to tell him that you'd be coming home late from covering a co-worker's shift.

[ sneaking into his room 4 cuddles ] megumi fushiguro

you hated sleeping alone, so what else would you need beside your boyfriend's cuddles?

[ studying with gojo includes . . . ] gojo satoru

studying with your boyfriend never seemed to go well. he doesn't understand that he's gifted and you're not, so he'd do anything to distract you to earn the love and attention that he deserves.

[ failing a test because of gojo includes . . . ] gojo satoru

gojo feels bad after making you fail your test, but really, you weren't even sure if it was his fault or the fact that you suck at maths. nevermind that, he's ready to make it up to you anyways.

[ straight to voice mail ] gojo satoru

gojo has never hated himself more for missing out your call.

[ surprise cookies for mama ] nanami kento

giving birth to a carbon copy of you was the best thing that had ever happened to your small family, not to mention, she has your baking skills too! for a young girl, applaud worthy.

[ it's three am ! ] toji fushiguro

you've been a friend of the night for a long time, sleep wasn't a vocabulary you'd like to stick with. not by choice, forcibly. and toji hates the fact that you're not sleeping.

[ pretty boy express ] gojo satoru

you were never really a sweet talker. no nicknames. no sweet nothings, although you love gojo. but he never expected you to save him as something he never thought you'd think of in your phone.

[ after office hour ] nanami kento

nanami overworks a lot. and you sleep a lot. how contrast, despite that — you can't sleep without him, and so you have your own way to make him sleep with you no matter how busy he is (because he definitely needs it too).

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[ gojo bf texts ] gojo satoru

[ geto bf texts ] ★ [ part 2 ] geto suguru

[ talkative bf x dry partner ] gojo satoru

[ talkative bf x dry partner ] itadori yuuji

[ calm bf x hyper partner ] megumi fushiguro

[ "i'm batman" ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro

[ sending them a picture of yourself ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro

[ silent treatment ] gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryomen, itadori yuuji

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jbtwentytwo · 24 days ago

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In celebration of Kimi Räikkönen's birthday, I would like to share MY favorite video of Kimi ever.

Malaysian Grand Prix 2001, or as explained in the wise word of Murray Walker: "When it rains in Malaysia, it comes down not by the bucketful but by oceanful!"

Interviewer: "Must be quite pleased not to be out there at monsoon then?"

Kimi: "No😡 I'm not pleased🙄 I would like to be on there because right now it's the chance to win the race."

Never change, Kimi. Never change😌

#kimi raikkonen #kr7 #birthday boy #sauber.kimi #sauber f1 #kimi räikkönen

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whencyclopedia · 2 months ago

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Kingdom of Abyssinia

The Kingdom of Abyssinia was founded in the 13th century CE and, transforming itself into the Ethiopian Empire via a series of military conquests, lasted until the 20th century CE. It was established by the kings of the Solomonid dynasty who, claiming descent from no less a figure than the Bible's King Solomon, would rule in an unbroken line throughout the state's long history. A Christian kingdom which spread the faith via military conquest and the establishment of churches and monasteries, its greatest threat came from the Muslim trading states of East Africa and southern Arabia and the migration of the Oromo people from the south. The combination of its rich Christian heritage, the cult of its emperors, and the geographical obstacles presented to invaders meant that the Ethiopian Empire would be one of only two African states never to be formally colonised by a European power.

Origins: Axum

The Ethiopian Highlands, with their reliable annual monsoon rainfall and fertile soil, had been successfully inhabited since the Stone Age. Agriculture and trade with Egypt, southern Arabia, and other African peoples ensured the rise of the powerful kingdom of Axum (also Aksum), which was founded in the 1st century CE. Flourishing from the 3rd to 6th century CE, and then surviving as a much smaller political entity into the 8th century CE, the Kingdom of Axum was the first sub-Saharan African state to officially adopt Christianity, c. 350 CE. Axum also created its own script, Ge'ez, which is still in use in Ethiopia today.

Across this Christian kingdom, churches were built, monasteries founded, and translations made of the Bible. The most important church was at Axum, the Church of Maryam Tsion, which, according to later Ethiopian medieval texts, housed the Ark of the Covenant. The Ark, meant to contain the original stone tablets of the Ten Commandments given by God to Moses, is supposed to be still there, but as nobody is ever allowed to see it, confirmation of its existence is difficult to achieve. The most important monastery in the Axum kingdom was at Debre Damo, founded by the 5th-century CE Byzantine ascetic Saint Aregawi, one of the celebrated Nine Saints who worked to spread Christianity in the region by establishing monasteries. The success of these endeavours meant that Christianity would continue to be practised in Ethiopia right into the 21st century CE.

The kingdom of Axum went into decline from the late 6th century CE, perhaps due to overuse of agricultural land, the incursion of western Bedja herders, and the increased competition for the Red Sea trade networks from Arab Muslims. The heartland of the Axum state shifted southwards while the city of Axum fared better than its namesake kingdom and has never lost its religious significance. In the 8th century CE, the Axumite port of Adulis was destroyed and the kingdom lost control of regional trade to the Muslims. It was the end of the state but not the culture.

#History #Abyssinia #African #Aksum #WHE #[#]

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btsmosphere · 4 months ago

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Supercharged | JJK

Epilogue: Sweet Taste

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🗲summary: It starts with a blow to the chest that changes your life. When your city’s most celebrated hero pays a visit, it turns out the noble Bolt has no trouble tossing lives aside. Lives that won't be missed. Lives like yours. Seven mysterious and powerful men give you another chance – one that starts to feel more like a curse the moment you meet golden boy Jungkook. The boy who wants you as far from his brothers as he can get you. Is it you he hates, or the blue lightning that now runs through your veins? And could it be his golden light that illuminates your heart when darkness threatens? 🗲this chapter: How it all boiled down.

🗲pairing: jungkook x female reader 🗲word count: 1k 🗲genre: angst, action, eventual fluff, enemies to lovers, slow burn, superheroes/villains au, found family 🗲rating: pg15 🗲warnings: mentioned death, violence, weapons

a/n: and with this, we've reached the end of supercharged!! that is surreal to me🤯here's a reminder to those of you who may have already reblogged the masterlist to keep on your blog for reference (I'm honoured!), you may want to reblog it again now it's completed so all the links are there! since reblogged posts aren't updated on this wonderful site lol🤡 I also want to give a sincere thank you to everyone who had read, especially those who left even a single comment, reblog, tag or ask. this story was a lot of work but also a lot of fun and I'm so happy now I finally shared it! to hear anyone enjoyed it makes it all worth it😊you guys are the absolute best! I hope you enjoyed the ride, though there's still the epilogue to go👀 let me know what your favourite moment of this series has been!💜💜

“More information has emerged after celebrated hero, Bolt, was found murdered in his home yesterday. Another beloved hero, Monsoon, also fell in the same battle.

“The anonymous attackers, who many theorists have already connected with the lair attacked by a monster earlier the same day, have sent several records to our studio, apparently taken from Bolt’s home. They have… requested that we display these on air.”

The screen cut away from the reporter’s face to a series of photographs. Weapons laid out, one by one, labelled in Namjoon’s handwriting with the locations they were stolen from, and the purpose each one served.

Next, a map with several red crosses marked on it; the places Bolt had attacked, and several more he planned to. Your home was one of them.

There were other files on the drive Jin had mailed to them. Detailing Bolt’s plans, his building of weapons and allowing them to be used to justify his ‘confiscation’. Jin had been careful not to record too much, but it painted a grim picture nonetheless. Had Bolt been preparing to rule the city?

You knew there would be people out there who would never shake their star-studded image of Bolt. But there would be others ready to see him for the monster he was. All that mattered was that you had all shaken up the grip he held over this city.

The last clip that jumped on screen was from only the night before. Of course, Bolt had cameras. And, in the end, it had turned out to be most useful to you.

“Flush out the rats and they’ll have nowhere left to run.”

The dark, fuzzy image shifted into static. The next voice was your own.

“You did this to me.”

Another cut.

“You were nothing before I gave them to you…”

It faded to black again. Good. It was past time for the people to start questioning the man they had idolised for too long. The man who would have thrown their lives away, too, the moment they happened to be in his way.

The reporter’s face returned, looking grave.

“This has left citizens wondering: who was Bolt really? Was he truly as heroic as he seemed?

“But it remains to be seen how we can stay safe in the wake of his demise.

“Next up, we report from the scene of a spate of attacks in the early hours since the hero’s death was announced. And stay tuned to hear from the families who say their loved ones died needlessly when working for Bolt-”

The screen flashed off and you turned to find Hope lowering the remote, hand on hip.

“Good to know the tv still works!” he beamed.

Snorting, you followed him over to the kitchen. The table had been set upright again. All in all, the scene was only partially being lit by the hole in the roof, most of which Jimin had already pieced back together.

An intimidating amount of dust and debris remained to be cleared, but you were sure Yoongi would just hide it by making the space look extra bright and fresh until someone could be bothered to pick up a vacuum cleaner (which may well be buried itself).

Oh yes – Yoongi. You were sure he would be playing his usual lighting tricks again… once he was strong enough. After seeing to Bolt’s fate, he was the first place you had all run to. Hobi and V had already been at his side. You remembered the crushing dread in your chest at seeing their faces, the tightness with which you squeezed Jungkook’s hand.

All you had to do to quell the memory of that feeling was cast your eyes over your white-haired friend. He sat at the table, sagging a little wearily onto his elbows, but grinning begrudgingly up at a giggling Jin and Jimin.

He was alright.

Jungkook sat across from the injured Yoongi, staring just as intently. You knew the protective fire that burned in him for his team, because the same one lived in you. And you had walked through that fire enough times, finally ending up on the right side of it.

Sliding into the seat beside him, you wordlessly put your hand on his back. Let it drift to circle his waist.

Jungkook’s fingers loosened their death grip on his mug, gaze shifting to you. You felt his sigh more than heard it, his back relaxing where you held it. Together you shared a smile.

Although perhaps it wasn’t quite as private as you first thought, because a second later Jin was thumping another mug loudly onto the tabletop. Jumping, you sheepishly turned away from Jungkook and accepted the drink Jin pushed towards you.

“Right!” The eldest clapped his hands to gather attention now that you were all here. “Y/N and I have made some good progress checking inventory. The ceiling seems to be… looking up!” (you all groaned as he erupted into his squeaky laugh) “We’ll be settled back in in no time – with no one to bother us.”

“Quite,” Namjoon agreed. For perhaps the first time, when he turned to face you, you were certain you read pride there. “With Bolt and Monsoon out of the picture, we’ll let Pheonix take their place.”

“So, nothing much to worry about at all!” Jimin chimed in, to a round of chuckles. Even Namjoon gave him an indulgent smile.

A grin of your own on your face, you sipped your drink, welcoming its flavour which nestled beside the sweet taste of revenge curled in your gut. Even with a gap letting fresh air in through the roof, you felt warm all over. Mostly from the heat of the arm pressed against yours.

You couldn’t imagine keeping your distance from Jungkook ever again. Having been victim of his fierce fight so many times, you knew you could always rely on it now he stood by your side.

Thank you for coming with me on this journey💜What was your favourite moment?

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bigtreefest · 4 months ago

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Marshmallow Dream

Pairing: Jake Jensen x Reader

Summary: A rainy day can still be a good one if the right person knows how to turn it around. Jake is perfect for that.

Word count: 2,562

Content/warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY, SMUT, unhealthy eating habits, feeding a partner pizza, cockwarming, p in v sex, light nipple worship, indoor flames, what’s a word for a mixture between smut and fluff?, crying, torrential downpour, swears

A/N: Written for my 300 follower summer celebration. Prompts include: rain spoils summer outdoor plans and bonfire.

Jakey never leaves my mind. You know that. Enjoy dear hoes. I luv you. A special thanks to @stargazingfangirl18, I told you, I swear I don’t hate the CE babes😉

Comments, likes, reblogs, and asks are so appreciated. Thank you for reading!!

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Today was not off to a great start. You forgot to set your alarm clock before you went to sleep last night, so you left for work late after scrambling to get into clothes you weren’t fully sure were clean. In your haste, you forgot to grab your lunch, and with endless meetings, you had no time to go out and get one at the office, either, so you were stuck with a grumbling tummy throughout the entire day, a product of not really eating breakfast, either. You didn’t drink any water, your bottle sitting empty on the corner of your desk, and hardly had the time to stretch your legs between meetings twice, but were ready to go home as soon as the clock hit the mark.

The thing was, in your marathon of work, you’d hardly looked out the window. At some point between a call with Russia and a talk with your boss, the sky had opened up. Rain poured and hit the glass in sheets. You had no idea how you hadn’t heard it thus far. It was like a monsoon, and that’s when your phone went off with the severe thunderstorm warning. Great. Just as you were ready to head home. And to top it all off, your car was at the far side of the parking lot because you got in so late today. If one more thing went wrong, you were going to combust. You just knew it.

You looked out the window one last time, gathering your things, and let out a huff. Well, fuck it. The weather report you pulled up on your phone showed no signs of stopping for the next several hours, which was a total contrast to the way it said clear skies earlier this morning. Might as well make a run for it then, before the nearby river flooded the parking lot and engulfed your car. You just needed to get home. That was it. It would be fine.

Well, it wasn’t really fine, was it? Your drive home took way longer than usual, as you passed accident after accident, causing traffic and a slow meandering pace. You would’ve rather had that instead of crazy drivers, though, who went way too fast for weather conditions like this. But every call you tried to make home to Jake failed because of the cloudy skies disrupting your signal. And then, your phone died because you forgot to charge it last night, of course.

You finally returned home an hour later on a drive that was supposed to be twenty minutes and parked in the driveway, throwing your forehead on the steering wheel. You were trying to build up the courage to go inside. It wasn’t because the rain was still pouring. Your clothes, and now your drivers seat, were already thoroughly soaked, but it was the fact that Jake’s niece was there.

She wasn’t bad, or a terror, she was actually a delight, but after the day you had, there was no way you held the energy to keep a smile on and entertain her. With a sigh, you opened the door, rushing into the house, hoping you, and your resolve, didn’t crumble from the rain.

Jake was in the kitchen stretching out pizza dough when he heard the door open. He brushed off his floury hands on his apron before untying it and hanging it on the hook, meeting you in the hall.

He’d expected you to be home awhile ago, and none of his calls and texts seemed to be going through, but he’d figured you were just running late, and apparently he was right.

The view he was met with was…out of the ordinary. You were standing there, work bag in hand, soaked clothes draping off your body, and hair matted down as your shoulders slumped. Normally, he would’ve laughed at the sight of you looking like a drowned rat, water dripping onto the floor in a puddle, and especially if it were one of his buddies, but when he caught a glimpse of your face, he came rushing towards you.

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

His hands flew to your shoulders as he checked you once over, trying to see if anything was physically wrong. You shrugged and shook your head, then tried to give off a fake smile, although it was more of a grimace, in anticipation of his niece running in your direction at any second.

“Nothing, nothing Jake. Just a long day at work, but where’s our little visitor, is she excited for a sleepover?”

You were looking over his shoulders back into the house to see if she was waiting somewhere else, but it was quiet, besides the faint music playing from the kitchen speaker.

“No, baby. The concert got rained out so my sister and her friends are staying home. So it’s just you and me tonight. And if I’m being honest, you look like you need it.”

You dragged your eyes from the floor up to meet his. His brows were pulled together in concern, bright blue irises darting all over your face from behind his glasses. At his care, you couldn’t help how you broke down.

You threw your head into this neck and sobbed as Jake pulled you closer, one hand flat and rubbing you between the shoulder blades, the other cradling the back of your head as you let it all out and told him about your day where nothing could go right.

Rain water was seeping into his clothes from yours, but that was the least of his worries right now. Jake was so sweet about it all, comforting you and whispering reassurances of active listening in your ear, holding you tight until your shoulders stopped shaking from the gasps.

“I know, I know, baby. It’s okay. You’re home now, I’m gonna take care of you, alright?”

He pulled away and put his hands on your cheeks so you could see him. “Why don’t you go take a shower. I don’t care if you strip right here, I’ll take care of it all. I’ll lay you out some dry, comfy clothes, finish up dinner, and you and me can have a nice, relaxing night together in the living room. Sound good?”

You sniffled and nodded your head, as Jake softly smiled at you and gave you a kiss on the forehead. “Atta girl. Take as long as you need to, okay? There should be plenty of hot water. You do what you gotta do. And if you need me, call my name.”

You shuffled off towards the bathroom, shucking off your clingy clothing piece by piece, leaving a sopping wet trail, as Jake got to work.

When you emerged from your shower into the steamy bathroom, a warm, plush towel and clothes were sitting on the sink. You reveled in the softness and the scent of the materials. The sweatpants and shirt laying there, folded with military precision, were Jake’s. Your favorite. You brushed your hair and slipped it on, along with a nice pair of fresh socks and padded out to the living room.

You expected to see Jake just lounging there, one of his favorite discovery shows on the TV, but you were met with something totally different. Definitely not your everyday view. The first thing to hit was was the sweet smell of tomato sauce. The next thing you noticed was the video of a crackling bonfire playing on the TV, and in your line of sight just below that was a pillow and blanket fort made out of the couch. Emerging from behind the sheet that served as the fort’s roof popped a set of frosted tips, slowly ascending, making way for your boyfriend’s smiling face.

“Hi honey, all better?”

You nodded and beamed back at him, happiness rising in your stomach, dissipating the storm clouds that had overtaken your mind all day. You waltzed around the end of the couch and over to him, when your eye caught the spread on the coffee table: fresh, homemade pizza next to a sweet-smelling lit candle and a tray with all the necessary materials for s’mores, beautifully and methodically arranged. It must’ve been what he planned to have for his niece, especially if the rain had held off enough to make a fire in the backyard, but it didn’t cheapen the gesture at all.

Your eyes began to tear up, and you pointed your gaze back to Jake, seeing his nervous and tentative demeanor. You didn’t think it was possible, but you loved him more right now than ever before. You needed him right now, more than you’d realized, so you pounced, tackling the heap of muscle into the pile of pillows scattering the living room, turned on by the domestic gesture.

Jake was taken aback, eyes wide in surprise before they fluttered shut when your lips greedily met his. He was pinned down, almost, your hips straddling him as your hands roamed everywhere, pushing up his shirt so you could tuck your fingers under the band of his underwear and sweatpants, shoving them down his thighs. You were speaking in whispers while still keeping your mouth pressed up against his.

“Thank you. It’s perfect. I love you. Need to show you.”

Jake hummed and pulled away from you as much as he could, gasping in deep breaths and watching the way your hand stroked up and down his length, already half hard from your actions. His fingers wrapped around your wrist, stopping the motion as he pressed his eyes closed and swallowed, gathering himself.

“Baby, baby, wait. Hold on. I get it, and I appreciate it so much that you wanna make me feel good, but I need to take care of you first. You need to eat.”

You whined, hand still trying to move despite his soft, yet strong hold on you. Jake let out a small huff with the little hopeful smile he gave you, but you were unrelenting.

“If you really cared about me, you’d be inside me right now, Jakey.”

His face grew into a mischievous grin. “I’m going to try and not take that as a jab at the significance of the beautiful spread I made for you, but that’s besides the point. I think we can find a compromise, honey.”

His hands stroked over the softness of your hips as he looked up at you with a raised brow. You bit your lip and leaned in for a peck, nipping at his lower lip as you retreated, relishing in the groan he unsuccessfully stifled.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Your voice was smooth and sultry, in contrast to the rough, strained words that came out of Jake next.

“Yes, baby. If you’re good, you can warm my cock while I feed you pizza, which I slaved over all day, and you and I can make some candle s’mores. And once you’ve had your fill and I decide that your soft tummy is nice and full, you have me for whatever you want. Deal?”

You tapped a finger on your lip, acting like you were contemplating the flawless offer, before nodding and leaning in for another kiss. “Deal. But I refuse to lift a finger. Gotta save my energy to ruin you.”

You didn’t miss the way Jake’s teeth gritted in restraint at that statement, but he nodded. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now open up, love.”

You didn’t miss the double entendre as he helped you to slip off your sweatpants and comfy underwear. You resettled into this lap and closed your eyes, just letting yourself feel him as his tip caught your entrance, slowly sliding in and stretching you as you did your best to release all the tension in your body to take him as deep as possible.

Four slices of pizza and some progressive squirming later, you were leaning in to kiss Jake, testing the waters with a circle of your hips. His fingertips dug into your ass as he gave you a warning glance.

“Not yet, sweetie. S’mores first?” You huffed, but assented, leaning back as he shifted forward to gather everything needed, holding the marshmallow on a small stick above the flickering flame. You made one, as well, for him so the two of you could share in having them at the same time.

The background held the sounds of rain pelting the windows, mixed with the crackling fire of the TV, while you waited for the marshmallows to toast.

Jake fed you a bite first, though, watching as a string of marshmallow pulled from between your mouth and his fingers before kicking up onto your cheek. Your eyes squinted slightly at the interesting flavor as Jake’s thumb swiped off the melted mallow and rested at your lips. You took his finger into your mouth, looking straight into his eyes but he couldn’t pull his eyes from your lips, as you released his thumb with a pop.

Jake smiled up at you again, this time with eyes half-lidded as you felt his dick twitch inside of you. “How is it, honey?”

You huffed a small breath out of your nose as you laughed a little. “Waxy.”

Jake winced at your admittance and the way your body shifted as you turned around to look at the candle. You faced him again as he set down the s’more.

“Marshmallow dream.”

Jake tilted his head to the side. “What? Is that like a new nickname for me or something?”

You giggled and shook your head. Jake admired you as he observed your response, a satisfaction brewing deep inside of him that he helped you reach this good mood again after the day you had.

“No, silly. It’s the candle scent. Marshmallow dream. Although, I don’t think it would be an inaccurate name for you. You’re a big softie, and totally dreamy. Not to mention sweeter than any treat.”

You wrapped your arms around Jake’s neck, leaning in for another slow, deep kiss, smile still on your face as you listened to his soft breaths become moans, then groans, then near-growls as he devoured you.

Jake flipped the two of you over and you squealed at the sudden motion, feeling the pillows cushion your back. You needed that, though, as his first thrust hit you hard, practically knocking the wind out of you as you screamed in pleasure. Jake couldn’t help the way his pent-up energy manifested. All that self-control had to go somewhere, but now he was smoothly rolling his hips against yours, keeping you filled and beyond satisfied. His fingertips traced up your hips and soft tummy, pulling your shirt up with them, as your hands ran through his hair.

He pushed the fabric above your chest, leaning in and sucking a nipple into his mouth, massaging the other in his hand as his tongue danced across the skin. Your breathing was getting heavier by the minute, music to his ears as he turned his head, face still pressed to your soft skin.

“These, baby. These are my marshmallow dream.”

You giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully, allowing him to continue on, take whatever he wanted because he deserved it. And he did take you, all night, shrouded in a pillow fort of comfort, fairy lights, and unbridled love.

Bonus A/N: I’ve had an idea similar to this swirling in my head for awhile, I think I said something of the like in an ask, but I can’t find it now. Anyway, when a candle burns, wax vaporizes, which is why it likely caught on the marshmallows hovering above the flame. Yuck, but at least the candle fit the theme? 😂

Related: Jake’s Rough Days That Should Be Me

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