#literally giggling kicking my feet in the air twirling my hair

[johnbottoms]

wilson literally physically running away from a conversation w house... I NEED HIS GOOFY ASS I NEED HIM

[mrsoharaa]

…..who told me it was a good idea to watch Blue Lock?? Because now I’m hooked and Barou Shoei is gradually consuming my ever waking thought 😭😭🙃😩🤚🏼

[lostinalem]

I’m too shy to dm but I Am asking you about your fallout OCs, as your bio said ^__^

HELLO I AM GOIGN TO KISE YOU THABK U FOR ASKING ‼️‼️‼️‼️ sorry it took me so long to respond (I had to figure out how to draw them all... phew) and there are sooooo many more BUT these are the ones I actually care about rn (cause all I've been playing is fnv) ok now buckle up because it's a lot 💀

Andy (she/her) is my favvvvvv fallout oc. she's one of four player characters from the fallout dnd campaign I'm in !! I've posted about her like once maybe twice before but she's the loml cringefail rodeo girl and I would do ANYTHING for her. she cannot do social interactions to save her life and I swear all the odds are rigged against her it's so funny. the coolest thing though is she made her own GIANT Giddyup Buttercup to ride!! she grew up in a little rodeo-centered town in Oregon so that was kind of her thing to like. fit in. cause she never really had any friends, so she's like "well, if i can't be liked, then I'll make myself useful" but it didn't really work so when she was old enough she left to hopefully be helpful in other places instead :3 (which is where the campaign comes in in Washington but I can yap about that some other time)

I also lovvveeee Sal (any pronouns) he's an ichthyologist who grew up in southeastern Alaska. while he was out fishing though, he came across a seemingly abandoned cruise ship and decided to board, only to find there were quite a few inhabitants (ghouls, humans, ferals) already! they end up staying and making their home there for a few years, expanding their fish research and setting up trade with their hometown, but everything changed when they found the platinum chip in an old boot they fished up :0 at first, nobody really knew what it was, but this wasn't Sal's first time dealing with pre-war tech and word spread pretty quickly, so soon enough she had her answer LOL and that's what brought her to the Mojave as "the courier" !

Suzette (they/them) is a vault dweller, chronic overthinker, easy to anger, polyglot that doesn't actually like to talk that much, and also "the courier." something in me makes it impossible to make a normal oc they just have to be quirky as hell man 😭😭 not that I'm gonna stop of course. anyway I'm not a religious guy so I'm not the best when it comes to the Bible, but I based their vault off of the Tower of Babel. basically every level of the vault houses a different culture and language! they're all strictly separated though, and Vault-Tec manipulates from the shadows like always, distorting communication, fabricating languages, subliminal messages too or something idk but the point is that they don't work together. the little polyglot over here tho wanted to change that, but they were ostracized for their efforts, eventually leading to them getting kicked out :( out in the wasteland, they then started courier work because they saw it as an opportunity to use their linguistic skills for good, travelling the wasteland, connecting different cultures, learning more languages, yadda yadda they've got terrible fashion btw 2000's inspiration just for the fun of it :)

okkkk soooo Esme (she/her) is Benny's bride :3 Esme grew up in Goodsprings but always wished for a bigger, more glamourous life. She wanted to be a star. So, when she was in her late 20's, she moved closer to the Strip and began chasing that life. She worked in shows whenever she could and at some point bumps into Benny and falls madly in love. So much so that she breaks into his room and snoops, accidentally finding Yes Man. She gushes about Benny to him and learns that Benny is looking for the Platinum Chip, so that's what she sets her sights on next. She gets the chip, I haven't really decided how yet, but she uses it as leverage to get Benny to marry her. They're not like, strangers, btw. They're well acquainted, and Esme thinks they're friends, but Benny doesn't like her back. Anyway, they're promptly married in Goodsprings. They steal away to the cemetery after the ceremony for some alone time, and that's when Benny shoots her twice in the heart and flees the scene with the chip. Victor is the only one who was suspicious of what was going on, and dug her up, much to the others' surprise. When Esme recovered, she was still madly in love with Benny. She convinced herself it was just a mistake, that he didn't actually mean what he said, and that if she just found him again and explained her devotion, that he would take her back.

... they r supposed to be identical twins except I cannot draw the same person twice for the LIFE of me so just imagine ok hehe Reed (right, he/him) is technically the courier, BUT he was disabled in the Divide, so now Beck (left, also he/him) usually carries out his deliveries for him. most people wouldn't be able to really tell them apart, so it's not a problem—until Benny shoots Beck in the head. now, Reed is usually very friendly and outgoing, but when the "death" of his brother reaches him, he changes. the need for revenge consumes him. Beck, on the other hand, wakes up with NO memory of his past. in fact, due to the delivery note on him, he thinks *he's* Reed. unfortunately, everyone else also thinks they're the same person and it gets really confusing and really silly. and also really sad.

If u read all this, hi :3 which one do u think is the coolest?

[luvfy0dor]

HAIIII POOKIE BOOBOO FIRST, HAPPY 600🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 YOUVE COME SO FAR AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. YOUR ARTS ARE SO GOOD AND I LAUGH AND GIGGLE ALL THE WHILE KICKING MY FEET BACK AND FORTH LIKE A SCHOOL GIRL DOING HER HOMEWORK. I ALSO ADORE HOW I GET TO PROOF READ THEM BEFORE THEY COME OUT ><

As for the request:3333

Can you PLSPLSPSLSPSLSS do chuuya (my wife💝💝) + breathless kisses

And if you have the time (no pressure:3) could u do dazai + eager kisses?

If you cant do dazai just do chuuya and if you can, dazai if just a bonus for me and it could be shorters than chuuyas if you get to it :3 I LOVE YOU AND AGAIN HAPPY 600 LOTS OF LOVE💗💗💗💗

-ELIIIII :3333333

Breathless Kisses + Chuuya Nakhara, Eager Kisses + Dazai Osamu

A/n; hey gangsters, it's me again- , thank you so much Eli!!! ❤️ I LOBE YOU TOO AND THE FIRST TIME I READ THAT I WAS LITERALLY THE ☹️ FACE BAHAHAHAH

Chuuya Nakhara

You sharply inhaled as both of your hands were placed firmly on Chuuyas cheeks, holding him close and resisting the urge to push him away when you felt low on air. You couldn't do it though, no matter how hard you tried, your lips and tongue couldn't resist more from the ginger. Your hands crept past his cheeks and into hair hair, where you grabbed a gentle fistful of it and tugged on it slightly. The second your lips parted, you sucked in a swift breath of air, your eyes cloudy from the loopy haze Chuuya had unknowingly put you in. Or maybe he did know. Maybe he knew and just liked to see it on your face. Those parted lips, the rise and fall of your chest through your wrinkled up shirt. "You alright there? Sounded like you were suffocating or somethin'." He asked, rubbing his hand acrossed the small of your back. Your heart was beating so fast, and your cheeks felt hot with fluster. Everything soon stabilized though, and you nodded. "Maybe when I kiss you I should keep my huffs and sighs to myself so I can actually breathe for a little longer." You laugh, twirling a lock of ginger hair around your finger. "Hey, you can't do that- what if I like hearing them?" He grins, his eyes flickering down towards your chest and shirt. Your own followed his gaze and you smirked. *Well, if you like to hear them so much, there's always other ways you can elicit them." You giggle, slowly pulling up the hem of your shirt in a teasing manner, only to quickly pull it back down. "Heyyy!" Chuuya huffs, but your cocky smirk stays put. "Oh quit your act, just come and kiss me again." You finally say, pulling him in again and resuming as you had before. Fact of the matter is, no matter how much you did or didn't tease him, Chuuyas need for you could never be cured, and with his addiction to you came an addiction to your beautiful lips.

Dazai Osamu

The cold skin of his palms cupped your cheeks as he pulled you in for a needy kiss after months away in mersault. The connection of your lips felt like that of two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together- it was like you were made for eachother. Your brows were knitted together with relief upon finally having him back, safe in your arms. You knew he was more than capable of keeping himself in one piece, but you couldn't help but worry. Your shaky fingers traced his jawline before you pulled away to take a look at him again, as if to reaffirm yourself that he was, infact, real. "It's okay, I'm here again." He muttered, immediately pulling you back into another eager kiss. You hummed against his lips, a quiet "mhm". Your hands moved from his jawline to grab at his short brown locks of hair, twirling strands around your fingers every now and again. His nose brushed against yours and his eyelids squeezed shut, as if he were trying to engrain each grove and curve of your lips in his mind so he'd never have to miss it again. The second time you pulled away, it was for the both of you to take a breath, but you hardly really moved apart. He rested his forehead against yours and stabilized his heart rate before speaking. "I craved that more than anything while I was away." His voice was smooth and quiet, and through his thick eyelashes you could see him looking at you. You let out a small giggle to yourself and sighed shakily. "I know..me too." He hummed and pecked your lips once more. "I think we should head home and catch up on our other activities." You nod and grab his hand, already leading him to the car. "Yeah, it's been awhile since you've been home to watch all our shows together." He smiles and lets go of your hand to get into the passenger seat, and you start on the extensive ride home into the sunset, lover finally seated next to you.

A/n; me when I actually post 🤫🧏

[lonelychicago]

getting comments on ao3: 🥰😍🤩🥺💗 this is awesome *literally world peace* *giggling, kicking my feet in the air, twirling my hair* i will never know pain or suffering from now on, my soul has been healed

answering comments on ao3: 😩😭💀 *throwing up* *thousands of people injured* *screaming in the background*

[nsharks]

GOD I'M NOT UR STRONGEST SOLDIER WHEN IT COMES TO GHOST BEING SWEATY AND INTENSE AT THE SAME TIME 😩😁👊🏼💥💥💥

Woah there I didn't realize there's more survivors that as resourceful as Ghost is, it's just my Theory perhaps that Man is also part of military but not the branch(?) As ghost 🤔🤔🤔

BLUE'S MOM MENTIONED AGAIN FELLAS, WE GATHERING INFORMATION ABOUT THE WOMAN WHO GAVE BIRTH TO OUR BELOVED KIDDO BLUE 👁👄👁💙💙💙 I bet I'm prettier than Blue's mom //jkjk I just wanna be sassy

AYYO????? GHOST SUBTLE (Obviously not subtle imo) FLIRR OMG RAAAHH SOMETHING IS RISING IN ME BUT IT'S NOT MY WILL TO SURVIVE 🦅🦅🦅

HANDS ABOVE HIS HEAD BENEATH HER HEILIGE BIMBAM 🐄🐄🐄 I CANNOT BRO- MOVE TWIX IT'S MY TURN TO HAVE HIM UNDERNEATH ME 👊🏼👊🏼👊🏼💥💥💥💥

I'm literally PUNCHING AIR GIGGLING TWIRLING MY HAIR KICKING MY FEET WHEN TWIX AND GHOST HAVING THEIR LITTLE BOXING GAME. Can't wait for them to fo the 'boxing' game on bed or perhaps somewhere else. Iykwim ✺◟( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)◞✺

WHAT'S THOSE HAND DOING ON TWIC HIPS GHOST? 🤨🤨🤨 IS THAT HOW YA TELLIN HER THAT U WANTS WOOHOO?? SHEESSHH just Ask will ye? ( ͡°Ĺ̯ ͡° )

ALSO IS THAT BLUE SCREAMING? IS OUR BELOVED GIRLIE OKAY? IS SHE OKAY?? BLUUEEEE YOUR DAD IS ON THE WAYYY

TWIX MOVE YO ARSE TOO PLEASE RAAAHHHHH UR GIRL NEED YA 🦅🦅🦅💥💥💥

(( ALSO IT'S GOOD TO HAVE U BACK SHARKY I MISS YA, SMOOCHES ILYSM 💋💋💋 //no homo ))

- ✖️

I LIVE FOR YOUR COMMENTS 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 ILY MWAH

[samwinchesterstan]

i havent read fic in years* but im reading some loustat now and literally kicking my feet in the air and twirling my hair and giggling

[baptismbaby]

Y'ALL I HAD A THOUGHT?! ok so imagine rockstar!ellie x singer!reader who write music with each other and decide to start a band. and whenever they're upset with each other or angry they'll write songs about it and just scream sing at each other on stage to let it out. they'll break up and get back together after hours of hate fucking in a hotel room after their performance is over AAAA. literally kicking my feet in the air n giggling, twirling my hair a bit even

[roosterr]

you’re literally so real. i need price so badly i want to like pull at his facial hair or something idk i like grab at the air when i see him and start kicking my feet and twirling my hair and giggling like a little girl he could probably shoot me and i’d still want to pounce on him

you and me both, anon, we are on the same wavelength FR. just need him to pick me up and take me away from it all is that really so much to ask? honestly if he shot me i'd probably still be like 'damn you're right, my b' he can literally do no wrong in my eyes. what do you mean war crimes he's john price he's allowed.

[septusuki]

"Deni~!" The beautiful, floating woman ten feet above my head sing-songs, trying to get my attention as though she actually has something to say. She's angelic, quite literally. "Den-Den!" She hums again, pretending we've actually agreed on letting her give me a pet name. Looking down at my furious typing, my resident angel just purses her lips and snickers. Rolling her barely-visible fingers through rungs of glossy, reddened hair, the angel I've refused to gift with a name floats onto her back.

"Shut up. You're not there. I'm working." I growl to myself, cricking my neck in frustration as the girl who is most definitely there buzzes down to my eye level. I type yet more angrily, my sweat struggling to keep up with my fingertips' blazing pace, and being tossed across the keyboard.

"Working?" She spins in the air, so very freely. She just wants to rub it in, that she can exist, entirely absolved of any responsibility, while I have to labour. I have to labour, to keep us both alive. "Deni, aren't you... Unemployed?" She covers her mouth as if she's just said a bad work, but the grin under her hand is so very visible. "Oo-oops!" She giggles, turning upside-down now. She always rotates when she wants my attention, like some dreamcatcher trinket.

For just a second, I stop typing. I grit my fist like I'm already gritting my teeth. "This application needs to be submitted by tomorrow. You're not helping, drone." I spit the word out, my eyes flitting over to the drone's face and trying to kill it with my gaze alone. No luck. There's rarely any luck with her. She only lets me sleep because she knows my brain can't render her properly if I'm sleep deprived — and, if there's one constant about her, it's that she hates looking improper. They designed her to be such a goddess; slim, like the hypermodels in Korea. Sharp, like European movie-stars. Gleaming, like American runway divas.

"Pff," this world-tour of perfection just laughs to herself again. She'll never understand my feverish desire to be needed, because she, in herself, isn't anymore. She wasn't needed when she was first installed, but she definitely isn't, now. "Submit it, then we can have some fun, OK?" With a twirl of her legs and a trill smile, my glorified reminder-drone floats her way into my bed, vanishing under the plushness of the hotel-grade mattress.

"Fun? You mean you, hijacking my fucking pleasure centres?" It's a bad habit — I know that — but I can't help but scratch at the bottom-left of my brain. Passenger rear. I scratch until it hurts, irritated out of my mind, just to prove that at the very least, my pain centres still belong to me. She wasn't installed there, so she can't peruse my whole brain, as she pleases. "You just ride my orgasm, and get a kick out of it!" I protest, explaining for the millionth time how brain-holos work, to one of their own kind. By this point, I'm honestly surprised I'm not spurting blood.

"That's fun, isn't it?" She mewls a tad, the top of her head rising up out my bed to judge me. Soon enough, her crop-top comes with her, along with that needle-sharp, pin-thin waistline, and those ghoulish, tracksuit trousers. Those trousers, that the designers gave up designing halfway through, so assured that she was cuter without feet. "We both get to orgasm! It's equal rights, isn't it?" There was a small riot on the interwebs, when they found that out. I'm thankful she doesn't have feet — she'd just use them to taunt me — but there are plenty of fuckers who'd happily scream to the contrary. "Fair division of produce! You're a commie, aren't you?"

She makes me gag, but she isn't wrong. She's in my brain, so she knows all the best combacks, instantly — because I thought of them. She knows exactly how to drive me up the wall, by just pilfering all of my insecurities and failings, and lobbing them back at my side of the brain. "Fuck it!" I declare. The application is close enough. It can wait an hour of two. "Fuck it, you win." Standing up from my desk, I cringe as I feel my prosthetic knees whimper underneath me. Frustration fades from my face as I make to leap straight into bed.

"Ah~!" The ghost spins in space again, adoring the fact that she's annoyed me to the point of surrender. "Yay! Funtime!" She howls, letting her arms jump up in celebration. Trying to crystallize her determination for sordid acts, she runs through about fifty versions of the same expression before she settles on something satisfactorily sexy. Her voice warps, too; yawning out and screeching until she reaches something, deep and wet.

I look up at the funfair of legs and arms as they re-calibrate themselves to my specific interests. For a corpo-tulpa, she isn't half-bad. She knows they'll remove her the micro-moment I get a new job, so she's making use of her continued existence while she still can. Mordacore couldn't wait to inject her into my mind, but now that they don't need a habbivisor for cell X-54, they 'forgot' to remove this little brat. They didn't have the budget to remove tulpas from every new hire, after all. I was just a temp, but apparently I was promising enough to need a floating apparition to remind me of my corporate responsibilities. It was just a fleeting fancy; like most techy things, corpo-tulpas were just investment hype. I, just like a hundred other temporary-hires, felt the freefall of that failed investment. Now, Illatia is swirling around in my brain-matter, pretending she belongs there.

"Hey! Don't think about that!" Illatia scowls, mid-calibration, with her sports-bra in a ruck. "About getting rid of me!" She pouts and huffs, almost deciding to not bother with funtime, wholesale. It's a prissy, difficult-to-please girl, that I've been blessed with, for sure. I can feel her calculating a response, deep in my own cranium; the slightest tickling of scorned CPU-processing. After a second of hard work, Illatia settles on an answer. The only answer, really: give me such a good show that I'll never abandon her, no matter how much of a bitch she pretends to be. If she's ever erased from my cortexes, it'll probably have been her fault, for not being cute enough. So, she puffs her cheeks out, and does it. "Unnhh... I'm swelling up, Deni!"

[bbina]

finally got to read the update properly & OMGGG wonbin smiling & laughing again literally has me giggling twirling my hair & kicking my feet in the air 🤭 like these were the better days superm was singing about 🙏

the shower scene was absolutely EVERYTHINGGG the way he was washing yn’s hair & booped her nose… wonbin is not a want but a need 😣💗

& when you wrote about the towel hanging off wonbins waist… perhaps i drooled idk!!!! 😹 you ate once again user bbina 🔥

- 🐚

wonbin finally not being a miserable loser WE CHEERED and again, king of acts of service park wonbin continues to deliver again and again.. shower scene... intimacy... yUM

towel hanging off is just a little treat for everyone <3 luv that for us

[svnoohe4rts]

i’m literally giggling, kicking my feet in the air & twirling my hair the amount power this man has over me 🛐

[sneakydraws]

so amazing coming back to tumblr after not being on the site for months to be blessed with your jttw content.. literally got me CHEESING. GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET IN THE AIR,,,, twirling my hair and shit omg..

AWWHEHE YOU SCHEDULED YOUR RETURN WELL!!

[stormyoceans]

i feel the same way about our dating sim omg everyone loved it it's literally everyone's favorite and i didn't really feel it that much? maybe i just didn't connect with the characters or maybe it wasn't the right time for me to watch it idk same with t8s (please don't kill me), i can acknowledge it's an amazing bl but it hit too close to home for me to enjoy it (and the fandom didn't really help either) so yeah i guess a lot of different and contradictory opinions... tbh bls just don't hit the same lately and i don't even know why :c i wanted to ask what was a bl that wasn't hyped enough or just didn't receive a lot of love that you absolutely adored? is there anything like that?

i actually feel the same about the eighth sense, so don’t worry, anon, you’re safe with me!!! i mean don’t get me wrong, it’s objectively a very good show, that can’t be denied, however i personally don’t find it as exceptional as a lot of people do. i did like our dating sim tbh, but again, i wouldn't say it's one of my all-time favorites: it's a nice show, one that i can see myself rewatching when i need something light and comforting, but it didn't make me go crazy

i think that's actually how i could describe a lot of the BLs that aired in this first half of 2023: nice, but not compelling enough. they all just felt like they were missing something, that something i can't quite describe but that makes me want to sacrifice my whole life and heart and sanity to a show, so these days, when i find myself wondering if i no longer enjoy BLs like i used to, i ask myself: have i lost excitement for the entire genre, or the ones that have been airing in the past months just didn't appeal to my taste (which, admittedly, is very particular)? and every time i do that i always find myself leaning towards this second option. sometimes things just don't resonate with us and that's okay!!!! we may need to be patient, but eventually im sure we'll find a new show that's gonna have us in a chokehold!!! the second half of 2023 already looks way more promising imho!!!

as for your question, not to be insufferable but THAT'S LITERALLY VICE VERSA!!!!!! the show is criminally underrated and most people don't really care about it, meanwhile im sitting here almost nine months later still unable to move on and about to get involuntarily committed any time i just as much think about it. the other one that immediately comes to mind is enchanté. i know it's not a perfect show and that it has its flaws, however i've always been surprised about its lack of popularity, especially since it's one of the best childhood friends to lovers stories i've ever seen and there are a lot of moments that have me giggling twirling my hair kicking my feet every time i rewatch them. i guess i could also add triage to this list, which is one of my absolute favorite BLs but i feel like a lot of people don't really know about it or looked it up only for the tanbunn cameo (which, understandable, but also it's such a fantastic show!!!! TIME LOOPS!!!!! MYSTERY!!!!! HOSPITAL SETTING!!!!! TIME LOOPS!!!!!!!)

i can't really think of any other show that didn't get a lot of love but that i like a lot right now, but im sure there are more ;;;;;;;

[onlyjaeyun]

my goodness. just read the final updates on poison and lord everything is going so well i’m tearing up💔 low-key heartbroken that the story is coming to an end but as long as it’s on a good note and a happy ending then everything will be okay 👍 really glad that sumin is fr out of the picture now, hee & yn are stupidly in love with eachother and sunghoon & ning are also stupidly in love with eachother just- the way this story developed and came along really just makes my heart wanna burst for some reason and ik it’s still not the END end but i fr feel like these last few chapters have been like some sort of farewell to poison ☹️ but anywho !! i hear a jay smau on the way? 👀 strictly business you say? i’m more than excited i’m jumping on my bed kicking my feet in the air while twirling my hair excited fr. your stories and plots never disappoint and everytime it’s just pure perfection, like ever since i discovered u from hype boy i haven’t been disappointed not even ONCE and jus- thank u zadie fr for taking ur time on writing, thinking and editing and all the above for making these masterpieces like your talent with story making is gen immaculate and woah just saw the ask about a jake angst ?? chill pls 💔 anywho ! sending u sm love & hugs & kisses i hope ur taking care of urself <33

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BABY!!!!!!🥺🥺🩷 not me giggling and all whenever you're in my inbox im lit in love

but yes, you know i'd never give y'all a bad ending im not that mean 😭 and i hope i'll have enough time to give you guys occasional bonus chapters so that's smth to look forward to!!!🥺

and please dont mane me cry rn i will literally lose my mind that is the sweetest thing EVER!!!🥺 thank you so much baby, i hope you know how much your words mean to me, i lit keep them so close to my heart all the time

and i dont wanna give too much thought to the jake angst just yet bc i dont wanna burn out but i think at around mid december we're gonna go full on angst with my angel boy so be ready 🫣🫣

sending you the fattest kiss baby, take care of yourself!🩷🥺🧸

[na-ta-sh-aa]

I’m giggling, kicking my feet in the air, screaming into my pillow, twirling my hair and blushing, this chapter was so good!!! I literally became obsessed with them (in a good way) and their interactions! I liked so many things about this chapter especially the intimacy and the harmony that is growing between them🥹🫶🏼 and I think one of the parts where these details are highlighted the most is when they took a bath together. Not only for the intimacy of the gesture but I also think for the fact that Jake always wants to be close to her and in her company and how he can already read her and understand when something is bothering her just by looking at her, I loved these details so much!

“He was taking charge, but he never made you feel small or stupid for your lack of experience. He just didn't seem like that kind of person. And besides, you did manage to turn him on for the third time, and instead of letting him sneak away, you got him to stay put on the couch with you.”

This is another thing I absolutely love about Jake, the fact that he doesn’t make her feel uncomfortable about her lack of inexperience, but instead guides her and teaches her everything with sweetness and gentleness!

"Mmhmm. You caught onto that, did you?" You felt his tongue trail along your skin before he said, "Wasn't about to make you feel obligated to take care of it for me in any way."

He is truly a gentleman🥹

"Are you sore, Darlin'?" he asked, setting butterflies off in your belly. "I was a little rough with my fingers."

"I'm glad," he crooned. "But if you're sore, you could take a bath."

The attention he has towards her, the way he always makes sure she enjoyed what he did to her and that he wasn't too hard, I will never get tired of reading them and above all they will never stop making me feel butterflies in my stomach!

“Your brow furrowed. "You're taking a bath with me?"

“He raised one eyebrow and took a step away from you. "Unless you don't want me to."

“Once again, you were surprised by him, but not disinterested in the idea of having him join you in the tub. "I want you to."

I loved this interaction so much! I loved how Jake almost took it for granted that he would be in the tub with her and how right away when she asked him if he would bathe with her he specified that he would only do it if she was okay with it🥹and I loved how she absolutely didn't expect to have Jake's company but at the same time she didn't hesitate for a second and immediately agreed! I also find bathing together so intimate, I love it!

“Of course he would have them. He brought you home which meant he probably did the same thing every weekend. Maybe he even had more than one girl each weekend. One for Friday night and one for Saturday night. Maybe he'd fuck you and then offer to drive you home soon so he could go back to the bar tonight and find someone more his speed. Someone who knew that condoms came in different sizes.”

“You couldn't let yourself get jealous or sad, because there was no point in it. This was practically a business deal. Jake was helping you get ready for Cooper while he got his rocks off as many times as he wanted to. No more, no less.”

Oooh no, I felt so bad for her in this part, like she felt inferior. It's true that there is an agreement between her and Jake but no one can deny that the more time they spend together the more they seem more comfortable and in tune with each other, and I love them so much!

“Jake had never shared his bathtub with anyone. Soaking in the hot water until it was almost too cool to stand was one of his guilty pleasures that he never planned on letting someone else experience, too. He usually brought a beer in with him. One time he drank an entire bottle of champagne. But he always did it alone. Until today, apparently. Something about the way his cum was drying on your skin while you kissed him made him want to take the time to clean you up. And he also realized by how his wrist felt that he'd gone pretty hard with his fingers.”

If only they could read each other's minds! Darlin’ would definitely be much more at peace knowing that she's not the only one who's having new experiences but that Jake is also experiencing things with her that he's never done with other women, and that makes me so excited, because I love seeing how Jake is "breaking" his habits that he had with other women.

"You're all the way over there." 

“Jake reached for your hip under the water, wrapped his hand around you, and pulled you closer to him. Your eyes went wide, and you turned to brace your hand against his chest. Some of your cold drink splashed onto him, but he just muttered, "That's better," while you set the glass down on the edge of the tub.”

“He licked his lips and shook his head. "I don't think I've ever been quite this sweet before." When you finally smiled again, your eyes softened, and Jake kissed the bridge of your nose. "You might as well get comfortable, because I don't get out until the water's cold."

"Mmhmm." He took another sip of his beer. "And I expect you to tell me what kind of pizza you want for dinner, too. And why don't you tell me what you're studying in school while you're at it. And how you usually spend your weekends."

“Jake sighed and let his head tip back. "I don't think I can fuck you until I've taken you on a proper date. So... will you have dinner with me at my dining room table?"

Awww I loved this part so much! I'm glad Jake cleared up some of Darlin's doubts and reassured her and the fact that he wants to give her a proper date was so sweet!🥹

“That's why you want to lose your virginity? So you can please him physically?" You shrugged again. "Remember how I told you that it's never about the guy?"

“He reached for your chin and tipped it up so you met his eyes. "That goes for everyone, but especially Cooper. Okay? There's nothing wrong with you, Darlin'. You got everything just right."

Awww the way he is so thoughtful and makes sure she knows her worth and doesn't let men use her is amazing! Darlin’ is definitely stronger than me, I would have literally forgotten about Cooper. As hot as this Cooper is I'm sure he'll never reach Jake's level!

“He kissed your forehead and said, "This is the one and only time I'm letting you choose the toppings."

Why can't I stop thinking that Jake will probably think about her for the rest of his life when he eats a pizza with this topping?😭

“His fingers slipped slowly along your jaw until they were digging gently into the back of your neck. He studied your pretty face and memorized how his clothing looked on you while your gaze stayed fixed on him. "Are you sure you still want to do this with me?" he asked softly. "Because you don't need me to fix anything about you since there's nothing wrong to begin with."

“You didn't hesitate as you told him, "Yes. I want you for my first time, because you're sweet and I know you're not going to hurt me. I don't always need to explain myself for you to know what I need. I want you. Not Cooper and not Rooster. You."

Aww the way he asked her if she's really sure she wants to do this with him and how she reassured him was so beautiful🥹

"Better get those extra large condoms," you told him with a soft laugh.”

“He kissed you and guided you back toward his bed, and you stretched out luxuriously beneath him, his hand resting on the elastic at your hip. "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything."

Okay but can we take a minute to appreciate the beauty and sweetness of this sentence "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything." he always manages to reassure her and put her at ease. Awww Jake Seresin you literally won my heart🫶🏼

Every time I finish reading a chapter I have butterflies in my stomach and a smile on my face. What a wonderful chapter that was! I really love how there is this natural sense of domesticity between them, just as I loved how Jake reassured her more than once about various things that could upset her, I really appreciated that. I love how they are so comfortable and in tune. But I have this anxiety inside of me that all of this might end. As I said before if I were her I would never leave a man like Jake, who treats me the wonderful way he has treated Darlin’ all along. I loved it so much when Jake made sure she understood her worth, he cares so much about her and would always want her to be treated the way she deserves and I think this is a really unique and beautiful thought from Jake (and I also think it can maybe underline the fact that he is really falling in love with her). I keep hoping that after they do it, I don't know, something will click inside them that will make them realize how literally perfect they are for each other, so that she will say goodbye to Cooper and be with Jake and he will finally have a girl to love. I can't wait to read the next chapter I'm so excited, I literally can't wait. I know I've told you a thousand times now but I absolutely love your writing style and how you make me fall in love with the various characters you write about. And I absolutely love this series!!!💗💗💗✨✨

Mr. Right Now Part 5 | Hangman x Reader

Summary: Jake can't pinpoint why he feels the need to make you understand that you're special. Or maybe he can, but he's too afraid to admit it to himself. You are completely out of your depth, but you know you'd rather drown with Jake than be with anyone else right now.

Warnings: adult language, sexual touching, oral sex, fingering, cum play, 18+

Length: 3700 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female Reader

Why is Jake on my masterlist!? Mr. Right Now masterlist

Jake was surpassing all of your expectations. You were already three orgasms deep on the weekend, and you just met him less than a day ago. He was sweet and handsome, and right now he was kissing your lips softly on his couch as he held you tight. You couldn't help but smile against his mouth as the sticky coating of his cum spread from your tummy to his hard abs as you and he made out at a luxurious pace.

He was taking charge, but he never made you feel small or stupid for your lack of experience. He just didn't seem like that kind of person. And besides, you did manage to turn him on for the third time, and instead of letting him sneak away, you got him to stay put on the couch with you.

"Were you really going to try to jerk off alone again?" you asked as he kissed his way down the side of your neck.

"Mmhmm. You caught onto that, did you?" You felt his tongue trail along your skin before he said, "Wasn't about to make you feel obligated to take care of it for me in any way."

Okay, so Jake was kind of a gentleman. So much so that he still hadn't fucked you. And he still hadn't told you when he was planning to. The crazy thing was, you now understood that he could probably make you come a dozen other ways that didn't involve his cock at all. You were impressed. You were also a little sad that once you and he did get around to that little matter of eliminating the fact that you were still a virgin, you'd be on your way.

"Are you sore, Darlin'?" he asked, setting butterflies off in your belly. "I was a little rough with my fingers."

You moaned softly and tipped your head back. "It felt amazing. I liked it."

"I'm glad," he crooned. "But if you're sore, you could take a bath."

You perked up even more. A bath in his big tub sounded delightful, and once you started moving, you realized you were a bit more sore than you originally thought. "I want a bath," you told him, and you left a mess of his tacky cum on him when you stood up. You suddenly remembered you were completely naked and covered in his semen as you ducked your face away from him and muttered, "I wasn't sure what the texture was going to be like. It's really sticky all over me now."

Jake stood and pulled you close again. "Gets messier and harder to clean up when it starts to dry. But you didn't seem to mind me coating you up since it was your idea in the first place."

You pressed your lips together and muttered, "I never saw a guy come in real life before. I was curious. And it was so hot."

Something like possessiveness flashed in his eyes. "And then, to my surprise, you started playing with it," he added with a dangerous smirk, and you turned away from him in embarrassment, because maybe you weren't supposed to do that at all. "Do you hear me complaining?" he asked, pressing his lips to your shoulder. "That was some advanced level kinky stuff. Just wasn't expecting it. But I am not complaining. Let's get you in the bath."

Jake kept his arm around your waist as he led you back to his bedroom and then to the en suite bathroom where he cranked on the hot water before turning to look at you in all his naked glory. "I'm going to grab myself a beer for bathtime. Something about hot water and a cold beer is very satisfying, and maybe you can learn all about it after your next birthday. You want another crystal goblet of ice water?"

Your brow furrowed. "You're taking a bath with me?"

He raised one eyebrow and took a step away from you. "Unless you don't want me to."

Once again, you were surprised by him, but not disinterested in the idea of having him join you in the tub. "I want you to."

He half smiled in response. "And the goblet of ice water?"

"Yes, please," you told him with an eye roll. Then he was gone, and you were left with the soothing sound of the tub filling up while you went in search of a washcloth. You found some in the small closet just inside the bathroom door. Along with extra towels, razor blades, and a half empty box of extra large condoms.

Of course he would have them. He brought you home which meant he probably did the same thing every weekend. Maybe he even had more than one girl each weekend. One for Friday night and one for Saturday night. Maybe he'd fuck you and then offer to drive you home soon so he could go back to the bar tonight and find someone more his speed. Someone who knew that condoms came in different sizes.

You couldn't let yourself get jealous or sad, because there was no point in it. This was practically a business deal. Jake was helping you get ready for Cooper while he got his rocks off as many times as he wanted to. No more, no less.

"Here you go."

You startled a bit as Jake held out your wine glass filled with ice water, and he took a long sip from his bottle of Sam Adams. "Thanks," you whispered, and then he pressed his cold lips to your forehead before nodding at the tub.

"Get in and get comfy."

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Jake had never shared his bathtub with anyone. Soaking in the hot water until it was almost too cool to stand was one of his guilty pleasures that he never planned on letting someone else experience, too. He usually brought a beer in with him. One time he drank an entire bottle of champagne. But he always did it alone. Until today, apparently. Something about the way his cum was drying on your skin while you kissed him made him want to take the time to clean you up. And he also realized by how his wrist felt that he'd gone pretty hard with his fingers.

You looked too fucking cute with the steamy water up to your shoulders while you sipped from the condensation coated stemware. But you were quieter than you had been in the living room, which bothered him, because he had gotten used to your constant chattering and your smartass comments.

He slipped one foot into the hot water, and you scooted a little further forward. When he had both feet in, he eased himself down until he was sitting with you tucked between his legs. But you were facing away from him, so he couldn't see your face as he asked, "Is the temperature okay for you?"

"Mmhmm," you hummed, sipping your ice water.

He leaned back against the tub and took another sip of beer, but you remained where you were. "You comfy?" he asked.

"Yes," you whispered, your back still to him.

"Well, I'm not," he said blandly.

"What's wrong?" you asked right away, turning to look at him over your shoulder, finally letting him see your pretty face.

"You're all the way over there." 

Jake reached for your hip under the water, wrapped his hand around you, and pulled you closer to him. Your eyes went wide, and you turned to brace your hand against his chest. Some of your cold drink splashed onto him, but he just muttered, "That's better," while you set the glass down on the edge of the tub.

"You could have just asked me to scoot closer."

Jake studied you and took another long sip of his beer before setting it down next to your glass. "You haven't complained once when I've touched you."

"I'm not complaining," you whispered, so he stroked your waist, and you snuggled in a little closer to him. "I'm just wondering when you're going to fuck me." 

He kissed your forehead as you looked up at him. "You're playing by my rules, remember?" he muttered.

"You don't have to be so sweet just for me." Jake's fingers froze on your body as you added, "Unless you're always like this? Making breakfast for your overnight guests? And cuddling in the bathtub? I guess that makes more sense."

But he wasn't always like this, and he wanted to tell you that. But he knew he didn't have the right to say anything at all when you really only needed him for one purpose. Once you got what you wanted from him, you'd be gone.

"Are you always this sweet?" you whispered, wet fingers wrapped around the back of his neck as you looked up at him through your lashes. 

He licked his lips and shook his head. "I don't think I've ever been quite this sweet before." When you finally smiled again, your eyes softened, and Jake kissed the bridge of your nose. "You might as well get comfortable, because I don't get out until the water's cold."

"Cold!" you complained as he held you tighter. "You expect me to stay here until it's cold?"

"Mmhmm." He took another sip of his beer. "And I expect you to tell me what kind of pizza you want for dinner, too. And why don't you tell me what you're studying in school while you're at it. And how you usually spend your weekends."

"I'm staying for dinner?"

Jake sighed and let his head tip back. "I don't think I can fuck you until I've taken you on a proper date. So... will you have dinner with me at my dining room table?"

"Yes."

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A proper date. The words were bouncing around in your mind even as Jake stretched out on his couch in his gym shorts while you were almost completely on top of him, wearing his clothes. "You're wrong," you told him, shaking your head and pushing his hair off his forehead. "You have the wrong opinion about pineapple on pizza, and I refuse to believe I'm the first person who has ever told you so."

His hand on your butt flexed as he laughed. "Nobody else would dare. Except for you. Go ahead. Tell me what else I'm wrong about."

"Well," you said with a huff of pretend annoyance, "you ate your eggs sunny side up this morning. Wrong. And you didn't already have your bedroom window open to listen to the sound of the ocean last night. Wrong." You paused for a beat before saying what you'd been thinking about for a while. "I would say you're wrong about needing extra large condoms, but I did see and feel you, so maybe you do. Not wrong."

His deep laughter rumbled through his chest, and you jostled slightly on top of him. "You found my stash in the bathroom?" he asked, but he didn't sound annoyed.

"I was looking for a washcloth."

He hummed and asked, "How many condoms are left in the box? I haven't checked in a couple weeks."

"About half." You looked him in his pretty green eyes. "Does that mean you haven't had sex in a couple weeks? Or that you just haven't been using condoms?"

"I always use condoms," he replied immediately with a little nod, and you believed him. "Lesson seven: never skip a condom. Guys are pigs. Don't let them cut corners."

He kissed the corner of your mouth, but all you could say was, "So you haven't had sex in a little while?"

Jake nodded again. "Was getting a little sick of the bar crowd, to be honest. At least until you dropped your fake. Kicking tag chasers out of my bed in the middle of the night isn't much fun anymore."

"What's a tag chaser?" you asked, running your fingers through his soft hair.

His cheeks tinted with pink as he said, "Women who go after guys in the military. Some of them think it's fun to 'collect' tags. Some of them are hoping to trap a guy for the marriage benefits. Different reasons. Same name. And you absolutely can't let them spend the night with you."

You wanted to laugh, because this actually sounded like your roommate, Kylie. But then you remembered why you went to that particular bar in the first place and who you were originally looking for. Your eyes went wide. "Wait. Am I a tag chaser?"

Now he was hooting with laughter. "I don't know, Darlin'. Are you? That little leather skirt screamed yes, but your smart mouth and the fact that you didn't care that I was an aviator are telling me no."

You thought about it for another second and said, "I'm not one," while he laughed some more. "I couldn't be! You let me spend the night."

He reached for his phone as he said, "Yeah, well you're different, aren't you? I'm going to order this pizza."

"Okay," you whispered, letting your cheek rest on his chest as he tapped his screen and then held his phone to his ear. He was looking at you as he said, "Yeah, hi, a large pizza for delivery, please." He paused for a second and then said, "Toppings? Since I'm with a girl who has weird ideas about pineapple on pizza, just wait to hear how horrible this thing is going to sound. Are you ready?"

You were laughing with your face buried against his arm as he gave his address and credit card number, and when he hung up, you screeched, "Jake! You're ridiculous. And wrong! It's going to be the best pizza ever."

"Sure," he said sarcastically before sitting up with you on his lap. He nipped at your lip as he added, "It'll be about thirty minutes before it gets here, Darlin'. I think we have time to review some of your lessons if you feel like it."

A smile bloomed across your face as you asked, "Which lessons?"

"Whatever lessons you want."

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You told Jake you wanted to review lessons two and three, and now you were naked on his couch with his face buried in your pussy and his hands wrapped around the backs of your thighs. Foreplay and oral sex were two things you clearly loved. He spent about ten minutes making out with you and hitting all the spots that left you dripping wet, and then he treated himself to a taste. 

"God damn," he growled, lapping at you as you tugged on his hair. Once again, you got him rock hard as goosebumps trailed down his neck. "Fuck."

"Jake," you whined until his mouth was back on your clit, and then you sighed contentedly. He knew he could get you off before the pizza arrived, and he also knew he'd be amped up for you later. He was excited. You excited him. He wanted to be so good.

"Jake!" You came apart on his tongue, rolling your hips up for more pressure. He rewarded you for knowing what you wanted by sucking on your clit, and he enjoyed every second of your orgasm. Every little sound. Each tug on his hair. The way your body seemed to relax into the couch cushions once you were fully sated. And then there was a knock on his door.

"Don't move an inch, Darlin'," he teased, kissing the apex of your thigh.

"I can promise you I won't," you whimpered, arm tossed over your eyes as you ran your fingers slowly up your body.

He chuckled as he walked to the door, and then he realized that he was wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts and a raging boner. He grimaced and tried his best to hide himself with his left hand while he pulled the door open. You were just in the other room, completely naked on the couch, and if you sat up, the pizza delivery kid who looked like he was your age would have front row seats to the show of a lifetime.

"Thanks," Jake muttered, taking the pizza box and quickly closing the door. Then he walked to the table, his cock merrily bobbing along the way. He started to grab plates and get you another wine glass of ice water, and he had to pause to consider why exactly he felt the need to make this seem like a date. He'd already been over every bit of your body with his mouth and hands. He could have just fucked you by now. He desperately wanted to. But he needed you to understand that you had to go for the guys who weren't just setting out to take advantage of you. That you needed to make them work for it.

Jake turned when you made a soft sound and wrapped your arms around his waist. You were wearing his clothes again, and he collected you against him. "It smells good," you muttered.

He kissed your forehead and said, "This is the one and only time I'm letting you choose the toppings."

Your laughter rang out as you sat down with your ice water. "I guess I better make it count then. And that's such a typical guy thing, to think their pizza topping preferences are the best."

"Yours are just wrong," he replied quickly, dropping a slice onto your plate before putting one on his own. He watched you take an enormous bite and smile as you chewed it up. "But you're cute, so you can get away with it."

You looked satisfied with his comment as you asked, "So, you usually make other girls eat the grotesque topping combination you prefer? Is that why you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Wow. Okay," he replied with a laugh while he sat down, enjoying your smirk. "You think this Cooper guy is going to put up with you, smartass?"

You cocked your head to the side like you had forgotten all about him. "I thought we weren't supposed to be talking about him anymore? That was lesson number one."

"You're not allowed to bring him up," Jake reminded you. "But I can. So what's so great about him anyway?"

You nibbled on your crust and kind of shrugged. "He's pretty hot. And he asked me out four times. I keep telling him we can go out soon, but I know he's going to stop asking if I don't actually pick a day and do it." You paused and looked at your glass of ice water as you said, "I should have just slept with someone by now. I don't want him to be disappointed that I'm a virgin who doesn't know how to do anything."

Jake grunted and set his pizza down. He'd been with his fair share of women, but there was nothing disappointing about you. The way you got him going was unparalleled, and even though you claimed you didn't know how to do even the basics, you definitely had his number. The hair pulling and cum play and little noises you made were all unintentional but so fucking hot. And now he was annoyed.

"That's why you want to lose your virginity? So you can please him physically?" You shrugged again. "Remember how I told you that it's never about the guy?"

"Yeah."

He reached for your chin and tipped it up so you met his eyes. "That goes for everyone, but especially Cooper. Okay? There's nothing wrong with you, Darlin'. You got everything just right."

You nodded and swallowed hard, and Jake was so fucking jealous of a college kid, he wanted to scream. "Okay, Jake," you whispered. "I believe you."

His fingers slipped slowly along your jaw until they were digging gently into the back of your neck. He studied your pretty face and memorized how his clothing looked on you while your gaze stayed fixed on him. "Are you sure you still want to do this with me?" he asked softly. "Because you don't need me to fix anything about you since there's nothing wrong to begin with."

In an instant, you planted your hand on his thigh and leaned all the way in to kiss him. He realized he was still a little hard from giving you head as soon as you nudged him, but he didn't mind you knowing how badly he wanted you. He didn't stop you as you eased yourself onto his lap without breaking the kiss, and when your body settled against his, you moaned softly. 

Jake pulled away and watched you chase him for more before your eyes fluttered open. "I need to hear you say it," he whispered, hand creeping up inside the shirt you were wearing. "Is this what you really want?"

You didn't hesitate as you told him, "Yes. I want you for my first time, because you're sweet and I know you're not going to hurt me. I don't always need to explain myself for you to know what I need. I want you. Not Cooper and not Rooster. You."

The shirt you were wearing fell to the floor next to his chair, and Jake ran his rough fingers along your sides, making you shiver. He kissed you softly as his hands found the undersides of your breasts. "This pizza is going to taste even more disgusting cold," he murmured as you arched into his touch. "But I can't wait any longer for you."

You smiled against his lips before you stood, taking his hand and guiding him to his feet as well. Then you led him to his bedroom, and he got lost in your little glances along the way.

"Better get those extra large condoms," you told him with a soft laugh.

He kissed you and guided you back toward his bed, and you stretched out luxuriously beneath him, his hand resting on the elastic at your hip. "You got nothing to worry about, Darlin'. I'll take care of everything."

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