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imyourbratzdoll · 10 months

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What about a request where Jake W. Finds himself horny when his nerdy wearing a mini skirt

hey baby! I hope you like this!

this is the same universe as my other fics on jake wyler having a nerdy girlfriend.

summary - you decide to try a new outfit, and it's safe to say your boyfriend approves.

warning - mentions of being horny, cock, swearing, public behaviour.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

Jake shifts in his chair, eyes widening as his gaze lands on you. His nerdy girlfriend, who usually wears baggy oversized clothes, walks in wearing a dark blue/black mini skirt with white stripes, a matching tight blouse, and black mary janes on your feet, making your legs look longer. Jake’s mouth hangs wide open as you walk toward him, a cute little smile on your face. “Hey, Jakey. Why’s your mouth open?”

Jake blinks, eyes moving up and down your body, feeling his cock twitch as a bulge forms in his pants. “Baby… You look… Fucking hot.” He practically whines, his hands coming up and gripping your hips, spinning you around so he can also look at the back of you. He smirks as he sees how short the skirt is at the back and decides to cup your arse. “Damn. Making me so fucking horny with this outfit, baby. I think you deserve a shopping trip, my treat… Get more of these lovely clothes.” He groans, massaging your cheeks in his large hands.

“Jake! We’re in public!” You whine, feeling your knickers dampen. You look back and down at your horny boyfriend, and your hand comes up and pushes your glasses up.

“So,” He shrugs. “If you didn’t want me to react like this, baby. You shouldn’t have worn this. My girlfriend is so goddamn hot.” Jake chuckles as he slaps your arse, and you squeal, your cheeks heating up as some heads turn.

thank you for reading!

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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Sweet lil nerd reader that Jake Wyler seduces during a tutoring sesh 🙈

me, being my slutty self, enjoy this trope too much:

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Staring up at him with wide eyes, you slowly spread your legs and clutch the hem of your plaid skirt.

"Good girl, just a little peek."

Your gaze flickers across the library, the other tables occupied by students, their attention locked on books or laptops. You hope none of them glance over and see you—one of the top students in the college, usually so quiet and bashful, flashing your peer.

"So fucking pretty." He's nearly drooling, his pants tightening at the mere glimpse of your juicy cunt dusted with hair and your cute cotton panties pulled to the side. "You've got a really pretty pussy, sweetheart."

Your thighs clamp together and you tug his wrist, but his grip is locked on your panties. "O-Okay, you saw it. Can we continue now, please? This tutoring session is only for an hour."

It was for an anatomy course, one of the many subjects you were excelling at, which is exactly why your professor asked you to tutor Jake Wyler, the football captain.

You agreed, far too shy to say no to anything, but you didn't expect this to happen.

Jake shakes his head, his dark hair falling over his forehead. "I'm a hands-on and visual learner so I need to see everything," he prys your legs apart and firmly cups your cunt, slipping his fingers between your folds. "And touch you a little bit too, I promise I'll be gentle."

Your heart leaps out of your chest—you've never been touched by someone else, or even yourself! "J-Jake!"

"Shh, we're in a library." He's quick, removing his hand and sucking his fingers, groaning at your taste, before shoving them back down your panties. He spreads your folds, trailing down your wet slit until you gasp sharply, "There it is, this is your little button, baby. It feels good when I touch it, right?"

You're confused and caught off guard, barely formulating any thoughts apart from the muddled pleasure as he rubs your clit. At least he's slow and steady, allowing you to get used to the feeling.

"Now, for the sake of the lesson, I'll have to see what happens if I just keep touching you." His low voice fills your head, and tingles shudder through your body. "You're getting wetter, sweetie." He bets your virgin hole is creamy too, just waiting for him to stretch you open. "Making a mess in your cute panties, are you gonna soak straight through and let me keep them?"

oh my 😳

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upindreamland · 1 year

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Obvious - Chris Evans

Chris Evans x fem!victoria secret model reader (she/her pronouns) oneshot

Request: a request where reader is famous victoria secret model and she is married to chris evans (fluff)

Italics mean flashback

Warnings: None. Just a lot of fluff. Please let me know if I missed anything.

AN: I hope you like it. I tried my best to mention the model aspect of it so I hope it’s what you were looking for. Please enjoy! (also I made the tweet gif myself so it’s not the best…)

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Y/N'S POV

Once I got inside our house, I let out a long sigh while finally being able to put down my bags. Taking in the scene around me, it looked exactly the same as Chris and I left it before our trip. Deciding to leave my suitcases near the front door I made my way up to our bedroom. Knowing how I needed time to relax, Chris dropped me off and went to buy some groceries for this week.

Once I made it to the bedroom, I changed out of my airport clothes and into some sweats and a baggy t-shirt. Laying on my side of the bed, I decided to scroll through Twitter to waste some time before Chris got home. While scrolling, one tweet caught my eye:

Wondering exactly what they were talking about I clicked on the replies. One reply had attached the clip:

Seeing the way Chris was looking at me made me fall in love with him even more. Since the beginning of my career, I thought that if I were to date someone, they would only see the Victoria Secret Model side of me. I was scared that they wouldn’t accept the other parts of me that weren’t the perfect model they see in public. I’m glad that I was able to find someone who has looked at me the same way as he did when he first saw me all those years ago. I was getting flashbacks to a scenario just like this - the time when Chris and I first met.

I was sitting outside in the backyard feeling out of place at a party at some famous person’s house that I didn’t even know. There were still a good amount of people around me but not as many as there were inside. Looking up at the sound of someone clearing their voice I’m shocked to see Chris Evans standing right in front of me. Chris emerged into the spotlight a couple of months before me when “Not Another Teen Movie” came out.

“Is this seat taken?” Chris said pointing to the seat next to me.

Recovering from my shock I shake my head no.

“You don’t know the host either huh?” He asked.

“Was it that obvious?” I ask, feeling my cheeks heat up.

“Kind of. You’re Y/N right?”

“You… You know my name?”

“I mean yeah why wouldn’t I? You have been all over the magazines as the up and coming Victoria Secret model. I should be asking you how you know me…”

“Who said I knew you?”

“Oh darling don’t act coy. Your face said it all when I came over here.”

“Oh sorry I confused you with that hot dude named Jake Wyler in that one movie.”

“So you think I’m hot?”

“I never said that!”

The rest of the night went by super fast. Chris and I just sat there talking about everything and anything. It was relieving talking to someone who understood the craziness of being young and becoming famous so quickly.

Feeling my phone buzz I looked down to see that my manager was texting me to remind me that I had a shoot tomorrow and I should head back home soon. Feeling disappointed that I would have to end our conversation I looked up at Chris and said

“Sorry to have to cut this short but I have to get going, I have a photo shoot in the morning.”

Something flashed across Chris’ face when I said that.

Before I could figure it out he responded with: “Oh okay. Bye”

Waiting to see if he would say anything else, he went to open up his mouth but quickly closed it. When he opened it again he said, “Hope to see you again soon”

And with that I walked away. Not knowing when I would be able to see him again.

The next day my best friend texted me a link to an article. Opening it up I was surprised to see my name along with Chris’ name on the title. Scanning through the article there was a recording of Chris and I last night at the party. Some time during our conversation someone recorded Chris and I talking to each other. More specifically it was me talking about whatever and Chris looking at me with so much adoration. Feeling bummed knowing that I wouldn’t be able to see him again I went through my day getting ready for my photo shoot.

While on the way to the studio, I decided to stop by my favorite coffee shop, The Little Cafe. I didn’t know why at the time but while I was about to open the door, I got nervous. Turns out that this coffee shop was going to be the place where my relationship with Chris would start.

When I opened up the door, I was immediately struck with the smell of freshly ground coffee beans. Ordering my drink and sitting down to wait, a shadow came over me. Looking up I was shocked.

“Funny seeing you here” Chris said.

“Definitely, I didn’t expect to run into you here. I was just thinking about you.” I responded.

“Oh you've been thinking of me?” He said with a small smirk forming on his face.

Rather than trying to explain it to him, I decided to pull my phone out and show the article my friend sent me.

“Oh wow I didn’t know I was that obvious”. He responded after the video was over.

“What do you mean?” I asked confused.

“Well for starters I thought you were really pretty and wanted to get to know you. While you were talking I couldn’t help but get lost in how normal our exchange felt.”

I was speechless.

“Then, when you told me you had to leave I was trying to find the courage to ask for your number but I got scared. I’ve been beating myself up over it all night. Now that you are here though, I’m not going to let that happen again. So can I get your number and maybe if you’re up for it go out on a date with me?”

I was even more speechless. Not knowing what to say, I just nodded and handed him my phone. When he handed it back to me I didn’t know what to say. I went to respond but was pulled out of the moment when my phone started ringing with my manager's name on the screen. Sending him a disappointed smile I promised to text him and answered the phone call.

Ever since then, it’s been history.

“Y/N?”

Taken out of my flashback I realized that Chris was now standing in front of me.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh yeah I’m fine I was just scrolling through Twitter.”

“Uh oh. What happened this time?” Chris asked, worry written all over his face.

“Nothing bad this time. It’s just a clip of you at the show.”

“Oh really. Let me see.”

Showing it to him I could see a blush rising to his cheeks.

“Huh I guess I’m still pretty obvious when it comes to how much I love you.” Chris said.

Now it was my turn to blush. I was at a loss for words once again. Through the ups and downs of both of our careers - like not seeing each other for weeks on end due to both of our busy schedules, - he has still stuck by my side and supported me no matter what. He still looks at me with that same type of adoration he had the first time we met at the party. I couldn’t have chosen a better husband to be there to support me while I do what I love.

“Come on downstairs. I got you coffee from The Little Cafe while I was out.”

I will never fall out of love with this man.

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AN: THE END!! I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry if it’s all over the place. Also thank you for the request. This will be my first one ever.

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xcaptain-winterx · 2 years

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Jake Wyler Masterlist

One Shots / Drabbles

• coming soon

#chris evans #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans characters #jake wyler x you #jake wyler x reader #jake wyler x y/n #not another teen movie

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twittytelly · 2 years

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Headcanon: A New Start

Jake Wyler x Reader

A/N: This is my contribution to @what-is-your-plan-today ‘s 25 Days of CHRIS-mas challenge. Today’s character is Jake Wyler. Also, this is my first time writing a headcanon - I’m very aware that this is a bit long for a headcanon lol! Dividers by @rainbowkisses31

Summary: College AU. When Jake stumbles in late to your history class, you think you have him figured out. But, as you get to know him, you learn that there's more to him than a bad first impression.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of cheating.

Word Count: 1045

You first encountered Jake Wyler when he stumbled into your history class 15 minutes late. As you noticed the tired look on his face, you deduced that he must've been partying into the early hours of the morning; but that didn't stop him from being nice to look at.

However, when he opened his mouth and charmed your lecturer out of giving him the bollocking that he clearly deserved, you realised that he was probably some spoilt little rich boy, who had always got his own way. You'd put money on him being the star quarterback at his high school.

Funnily enough, he ended up in more of your classes, and you were even paired up together for a group assignment for your English Lit class; where you'd learned your initial assessment of him had been correct. He had been a popular jock in high school, he'd even been prom king.

Sure, he was an arrogant prick, who never seemed to make time to meet up to work on your project; but, you couldn't deny that he was gorgeous – and there was no harm in simply admiring him from afar.

As the semester went on, you realised that there was more to Jake than he'd let on. He was constantly late to his morning lectures, and was never free to meet with you to work on your assignment together; but you hadn't seen him at any parties, and he hadn't made a name for himself as someone who slept around; but you were certain that there wasn't a girlfriend (or boyfriend) on the scene.

The only time that you'd seen him away from the classroom was when you'd bumped into him at the library checking out books on art history, despite that you were almost certain that he wasn't taking any classes in it.

But, despite never having time to meet with you outside of class, Jake was contributing towards your assignment; always doing whatever was needed of him to do and beyond, leaving you with little to do. In fact, his input had led to you both getting an A.

Most peculiarly, towards the end of the semester, you noticed that Jake had got a lot quieter and became withdrawn. When you mentioned this to your friends, they brushed it off as him being stressed about finals; quickly telling you to stop being so nosey and wondering why you were showing so much interest in an asshole like Jake in the first place. However, you knew that there was something more to it.

After finals, you and your friends celebrated completing your first semester of college by going to the biggest party on campus. While the party had got off to a good start, Brock from your film class had started hitting on you and wouldn't leave you alone, despite the fact that you had made it perfectly clear that you weren't interested.

When Brock was dragged off to join in a game of beer pong, you used the opportunity to slip away, deciding to hide in one of the empty bedrooms needing five minutes of alone time.

However, when you closed the door, you soon realised that you were not alone... Sitting on the bed crying was none other than Jake Wyler.

Surprised and concerned, you immediately sat beside him; you weren't close enough to warrant a hug, but you gave him a pat on the back as you asked him what was wrong.

“It doesn't matter, the only reason that I came to this party was to try to forget about her.”

“Forget who?”

There he explained about Janey and the convoluted way they'd got together. Even though she ended up staying in LA for the summer, it was clear that the art scholarship in Paris was too good an opportunity to pass up. The reason for Jake's tiredness, lateness and lack of free time was that he was up until midnight talking to Jamie on the phone before her morning classes began, then studying until he crashed in the small hours of the morning.

However, as time passed it became clear to Jake that he was putting more effort into the relationship than Janey and the more he tried to fight for them the more distant she became. Eventually, Janey confessed that she had cheated on Jake with a guy named Zack, and they had broken up.

“I feel so stupid, a huge part of me knew that a relationship that was that messy and drama filled would never last. But I'd already fallen for her and I thought we'd be the exception, and now I've wasted an entire semester on someone who doesn't give two flying fucks about me.”

“You're not stupid, you're just a hopeless romantic. When you look back on this, at least you can say that you tried your hardest. And there are still plenty of semesters left for you to do the whole college thing. Soon it'll be a new year, and you can have a new start.”

“If I had a drink, I'd drink to that.”

“Well, shall we go back out there and grab one? Or if you want to get out of here? I know this great 24 hour diner that serves great pan-”

“A drink sounds perfect to me.”

After rejoining the party, you spent most of the night talking with Jake, getting to know him better, and you'd never been so pleased that your initial assumption of him was wrong.

“Thanks for everything you've done tonight, I thought tonight was gonna suck, but I'm actually enjoying myself.”

Before you had a chance to respond, he then leaned towards you and gave you a chaste kiss on the cheek. As he quickly pulled away, you noticed that there was a pink tinge to his cheeks that wasn't there before.

“To a new year and a new start.”

Jake was avoiding giving you eye contact, and you noticed that he was looking above your head. Following his eye line, you looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe. Grinning, you leant towards Jake and returned the favour, being careful not to smudge your lipstick. Holding out your red solo cup to him, you simply replied.

“To a new year and a new start.”

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starryevermore · 3 years

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forbidden fruit ✧ jake wyler

masterlist | send in a request (consult request faqs first)

pairing: stepdad!jake wyler x stepdaughter!reader

summary: jake didn’t think he could fall victim to temptation, until he saw you.

word count: 1,378

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, one-sided stepdad/stepdaughter relations (jake lusting after his stepdaughter), male masturbation (to the thought of his stepdaughter), reader is over the age of 18 (roughly mid-20′s), age gap (jake is roughly late-40′s to early-40′s), not proofread, this probably isn’t very good lmao

note: as stated in my request faqs, i don’t write stepcest. however, i'm making an exception to this rule because i wanted to explore jake’s inner turmoil in realizing his attraction to his stepdaughter without him ever taking any steps to act on such a taboo. i will not go further than this. do not send any requests asking to see him act on his desires. any such requests will not be responded to and promptly deleted.

Jake hadn’t thought much of you when he married your mother. You weren’t around much. You were going to college, lived on campus, and spent most of your days either studying or out with your friends. He only ever caught glimpses of you when you came back for winter and summer breaks (you opted to go on trips to Miami with your friends during spring breaks). Hell, he barely even saw you at the wedding. If you hadn’t been a member of bridal party, he might have forgotten you existed entirely.

But now he was painfully aware of your existence. You had just gotten your Master’s Degree and you’d been living at his and your mother’s home while you searched for a job. Your mother had said it would only be a few weeks, tops. But that was a hopeful estimate. The job market was competitive, and finding a job in your desired field was proving more difficult than expected. You’d barely gotten any interviews since your graduation. Jake was half-convinced that you’d be living with them forever.

That thought was once something he feared. And, yet, now...He wasn’t so sure.

There was something about you being home more often that had him looking at you differently. He was becoming more and more aware of the beautiful, intelligent young woman you were. He wondered if he had a type. Janey was beautiful and smart. His girlfriends in college were beautiful and smart. Your mother was beautiful and smart.

Was that why things were changing for him? Or was there something more to it? Was it how your eyes twinkled when you spoke about something you were passionate about? The way you didn’t stand down when you knew something was right? How you tried to do right, even when it was hard?

Or was it just because he knew he couldn’t have you?

You had just come back from a job interview. You were dressed professionally, in a grey blazer and pencil skirt and red blouse. You had left the house earlier looking excited, confident. Now, you looked like someone kicked a puppy.

He watched you, from the living room, nursing a beer, as you trudged into the house. “How’d it go?” he asked.

“Fucking horribly,” you grumbled. “They just, ugh. They spent more time eyeing me like I was a piece of meat than asking me questions about my qualifications.”

Jake took a moment to look over at you, his breath catching in his throat as he saw you bent over in the foyer, struggling to pull off your shoe. Wait. Why did he...No. Okay. This was nothing. Nothing weird was happening here.

“Well, you wouldn’t want to work at a place like that anyways,” he said.

“Yeah, but I know you and Mom are dying to get me out of your hair. I, I don’t know. I’ll probably have to get a job that’s not what I want. Flip burgers all day or stock shelves or something.”

“Hey, now, don’t be like that. You’re gonna get the job you want soon enough,” he said. “And even if you don’t, you’re not bothering us to be here.”

“You don’t have to lie, you know,” you said. “It’s whatever. I’ll figure it out. But, I think I’m just gonna turn in for the night.”

“It’s two in the afternoon—”

“And I’m tired. Thanks, though, for the nice words. I’ll appreciate them when I’m not in such a sour mood.”

You walked away, going up the steps to your bedroom. And, though he didn’t mean to, he watched you disappear to the second floor, his eyes trained on your ass as you walked. But the spell you had over him washed away the second you were out of sight, as if it never really happened at all.

Except, well, it wasn’t exactly gone. No, he saw you in a different light now. No longer could he just ignore your presence in his home. No, he was painfully aware of your existence, and the...attraction? he was experiencing.

He didn’t understand it. He wasn’t convinced he wanted to understand it. He just knew that something had changed. It was like he suddenly knew what the fuck his family was on when his dad was trying to get him to sleep with his own mother when Priscilla broke up with him. Why his sister was so obsessed with him, why she always tried to get him into bed with her. There was something so alluring about something so wrong. And you, you were his forbidden fruit, and he was dying to have just a little taste of you.

He tried to push it to the side, though. Forget about it. He was married. Perhaps not happily, but he was married. But the thing about pushing feelings to the side was, eventually they’re going to come roaring to the surface. And he was never going to be prepared for that.

It was the end-of-summer-pool-party his wife, your mother, insisted on throwing. He thought the whole thing was ridiculous, but she insisted that it was a neighborhood tradition and that it was their year to host. So, begrudgingly, he stood at the grill, looking out at everyone hanging around his backyard, trying his damned hardest to not grumble under his breath.

“Say, Y/N’s single, ain’t she?” one of the neighbors, some husband of your mother’s friend from the country club.

“Why?” Jake asked. “Lookin’ for an upgrade? ‘Cause you better look elsewhere.”

“Nah. My boy’s single, fresh out of law school. Actually just got a nice job down at Barber’s firm,” he said. “Was thinkin’ of settin’ them up together.”

Jake couldn’t stop himself from looking at you, the strange feeling of jealousy bubbling up in the pit of stomach. You were over by the pool, wearing a bikini that left little to the imagination, about to jump off the diving board. Did you always look like that? A vision of perfection? It made him wonder what you would look like with your face buried in his bed sheets, how your face would look when it’s all scrunched up in pleasure, and—

He shook his head, trying to come out of the daydream. “Uh, I don’t know. Don’t think she’s looking for a relationship, though.” He paused, then said, “Hey, you mind watching the grill for a couple minutes? Need to run to the bathroom.”

“Yeah, sure thing,” the husband of the whatever said.

Jake pushed past him, past the crowd of people filling his yard and his home, heading straight upstairs to the master bedroom. He wanted privacy. He wanted to just...He wasn’t sure. He didn’t understand it. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to understand it. He was just aware, too aware, of the tightness in his pants and how he wanted nothing more than to relieve himself.

He locked himself in the bedroom, laying back on the bed as he freed himself. His eyes screwed shut as he took himself in his hands, pumping his length, trying to reach his high as quick as possible.

He couldn’t stop himself from thinking about you, though. How you would look in a pretty little lingerie set, kneeling on his bed, waiting for his order. Which way he would take you first—fuck your face until you were choking or eat you out until you were screaming? The coil in the pity of his stomach tightened, his orgasm fast approaching as he pictured you under him. Would he fucking in missionary, hold your hands in his, pin you down to the mattress? Or would he take you from behind, tug at your hair? He bet you’d like being spanked. Good girls like you always liked being spanked.

The coil snapped, and he saw stars, gasping, as he came harder than he ever had before. He laid there, letting himself enjoy the moment of pleasure, before slowly getting out of the bed, cleaning up the mess he had made, making sure he looked presentable when he went back downstairs.

And, as he took his spot at the grill once more, looking out at you as you floated in the pool, he knew that something like this couldn’t happen again. But, god, oh god, he wanted it to.

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stxvercgersslut · 3 years

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Meeting Unexpectedly

Description: Trying to sneak you boyfriend into your bedroom was one thing, but expecting you father to be at all happy with it when he found out was a whole other thing.

Warnings: Language, make out, Angry Ransom

A/n: this is a third part of Promises but it is in no way a continuation in the plot of the first two parts. I have no idea how many parts this entire series will be as I’m kinda just taking it one at a time and if I have ideas then I put them down instantly. So who knows maybe this will be a forever on going series. And if you’re wondering yes, yes it is Jake Wyler that y/n is dating 😂 I really couldn’t resist 😂

“Y/n, babe, are you sure that this is safe?” Your boyfriend, Jake voiced as he paced back and forth across your bedroom floor. He’d already been there for almost 20 minuets yet he was still panicking over the tiniest of details. Who knew Jake Wyler could be such a baby when it came to your father, Ransom Drysdale?

The two of you had been dating for over two months now. The only reason you had really met Jake and had so much in common was because his mother just so happened to be your private tutor. Hired by none other than your father, Ransom Drysdale, who just so happened to be the one your boyfriend was terrified of.

If you’d have known that then maybe you would have never actually invited him over in the first place. No scratch that, you definitely still would have brought him since Jake pacing and panicking was 100% becoming your favourite and thing in the world. Causing it to almost land you in a fit of giggles on your bed. Of course you’d attempted to hold back your laughter but no matter how hard you tried it only came bubbling back to the surface much stronger then before. Due to that very issue, it had only been a matter of time before the giggled got the best of you and you were doubling over in fits of laughter.

Noticing this Jake whined, he fucking whined to show his disapproval with your actions. Could he not have growled? At least then he wouldn’t have fuled your enjoyment. “Y/nnnnnnnn” he whined, drawing out the last letter of your name to make it sound even whiner.

“Whattttttttt?” You responded, repeating his technique of drawing out that last words. Practically mimicking his comment.

“Your father is thee Ransom Drysdale!” He yelled, pretty much terrified of him.

“Yeah I know he’s my father after all...” you replied, clearly not in the mood since all you really brought Jake up here for was a quick make out session and some cuddles before he’d have to escape out the window so Ransom wouldn’t notice him.

“Stop laughing y/n! I really like you but I also really like my head attached to my body” He panicked, causing you to instantly stop your hysterics and look towards him with as much sincerity as physically possible, yet you just couldn’t stop yourself from laughing just a tiny bit more.

After a little while longer you finally managed to calm your short breaths from laughing, slowly standing up as you pulled him towards you before cupping his cheeks in your hands. That little pout on his face getting slightly wider as he looked into your eyes “I can’t help it baby! You look so adorable freaking out. It’s cute. But you seriously have nothing to worry about. My dad won’t find out. You just have to be gone on an hour so just relax okay?” You explained softly as you ran your fingers of your right hand through his hair whilst the other caressed his cheek gently.

Finally Jake calmed down, leaning into your touch as his own hands made their way to your waist somehow fully calm at this point as he leaned down and captured your lips. Kissing you with a lot more passion than before just enjoying the moment until he finally pulled away to speak. “Okay okay. I’ll stop worrying but I’m trusting you” he groaned before pulling you back into yet another kiss. It wasn’t long before the both of you were on your bed, Jake on top of you as the two of you were making out. Clearly this was all Jake needed in order to calm down and you were happy enough to fulfill that.

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“That Fucking Walt!” Ransom groaned to himself as he stretched his arms out infront of him, cracking his neck ever so slightly before finally pulling himself from his car.

Being at his family’s home for the last couple of hours had seemed to do much more harm to Ransoms mood then it had good. Then again he had always despised the rest of his family, never truly getting along with them due to the fact that they were all truly dicks. But today? Well today had been all kinds of stressful. For some unknown reason Linda had decided that today of all days was the perfect time to force Ransom and the rest of the Drysdales and Thrombys into one room so that they could ‘catch up’. Although it wasn’t exactly a catch up, it was more just argument after argument. However, this particular argument had been worse than the others.

Ransom had always been good at keeping you out of conversations, always making excuses as to why he was always busy at home when he didn’t have a job. However, today he hadn’t been so quick at hiding his phone as Jacob had noticed the incoming call appearing on his phone with the words ‘Y/n’s Tutor’ in a large font appearing alongside it. At first the former playboy had attempted to play it off as some kinky nickname for some girl he’d fucked,but that hadn’t seemed to work well due to the words on his phone.

He’d fucked up. So he came clean. Explaining very viciously and rudely that you were his daughter. Of course that hadn’t gone down to well, in fact the family had resulted into just insulting and threading each other as well as Ransom. Clearly pretending to be hurt by his decision to keep them in the dark about you. But he saw through that facade, they weren’t brilliant liars none of them were. What had pissed Ransom off the most though was Walts last words.

“you should bring your daughter here some time to meet us. Don’t we deserve the right to meet her?”

The fact that Walt had even suggested that in the first place had caused Ransoms blood to boil to the point where his fists clenched. He’d kept you out of their lives for a reason and now they wanted to be in your life? Hell no, he wouldn’t ever allow that. Yet everyone seemed to agree it was only ‘fair’ that he did that. But why should he bring you into this part of his life? You didn’t deserve that yet he was forced to take you there next Saturday....he may have hated his family but god did that have a brilliantly twisted way of manipulating people into doing exactly what they wanted. Not that Ransom was manipulated, he just couldn’t force himself to listen to his parents yelling at him and calling him a failure anymore. So he went along with it. Oh he was aware you’d hate it but what other choice did he have? Exactly he didn’t.

With one more grumble the former playboy pulled himself away from his beloved Beemer, running his hand across his newly shaven face before finally walking over to the front door and letting himself in. He was an hour early but it wasn’t exactly like he cared, especially since he knew you would probably just be up in your room watching tv or studying. Or at least he thought that’s what you were doing.

Little did he know that you were actually practically making with your boyfriend of 2 months. Yeah you shouldn’t have continued kissing him but you were happy with him clearly.

“Y/n!” Your father called from the front door, taking a quick scan from where he was standing to see if he could see you. Which of course he hadn’t, so like any other parent he just assumed that you were upstairs catching up with homework.

However, the ever so slight sound of the words ‘Jake window now!’ seemed to concern Ransom. Surely he’d heard it wrong right? He didn’t want to believe it. Did you have someone over without his permission?

Assuming he’d heard wrong, the male shook his head. Wandering into the kitchen to get get himself a light snack before dinner. But, as soon as he heard that same words repeated again he was up the stairs in a flash.

What he saw when he swung your bedroom door open had his blood boiling even more than it had been before. You, his (up until now) innocent 16 year old daughter, making out with your tutors son. This had to be a dream right?

“Y/n what the fuck were you thinking?!” He growled, not exactly giving a shit about the fact that he was most likely spooking you. Of course you hadn’t exactly expected him to react the way that he had but you couldn’t blame him.

“Dad I c—“ you began before being cut off.

“No! We’ll talk about this later!” He explained before turning back to Jake “now you get the fuck out!”

“Dad no! He’s not leaving!” You spoke angrily as you looked towards Jake, practically begging him not to leave.

Oh he was mad now, that much was clear from his face. “You don’t get a say in this!” He growled once again before turning back towards Jake “you get the fuck out of my house now before I drag you out!” And with that Jake had zoomed out of the room, racing down the stairs and practically throwing himself out of the door. Yeah he wasn’t coming back.

“D—“ you began but before you could Ransom interjected.

“I’ll talk to you later! Now do some studying or something and don’t come downstairs for a couple hours. I don’t wanna see you right now!” He once again growled raising his voice before turning on his heel and leaving.

Yeah you were in for it.

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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Love and Lost

Summary: Daddy was there to take care of you, so why did he left you with that mean old man in that sour house?

pairings: Dark! Sebastian Stan Characters x little!reader x Dark!Chris Evans characters

warnings: 18+ content, smut (noncon/dubcon), prostitution, abuse of power, dark topics

Lost and Love

the painful praise

what am I?

burns

#dark!ransom drysdale x reader #mr freezy x reader #dark!bucky barnes #dark!steve rogers x reader #dark!justin capshaw x reader #dark!lee bodecker x reader #dark!ari levinson x reader #dark!lance tucker x reader #dark!andy barber x reader #dark!charles blackwood x reader #dark!mike weiss x reader #dark!jake wyler x reader #dark!jake jensen x reader #dark!fic #fanfiction #marvel #avengers

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cloudystevie · 3 years

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I WAS READING JAKE WYLER FANFICTION TODAY SND NOW THERES A JAKE NONNIESKKSKSKS

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imyourbratzdoll · 3 months

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕��𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒄𝒌

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - jake has been waiting for this day since he first saw the sign, finally able to, he gets what he's always wanted.

warning - smut, oral sex, gloryhole, swearing.

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

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

Jake had just graduated, he felt good. Cocky even because no one really expected him to pass, especially not Jake. He still wore his orange and blue jacket, hands in his pockets as he struts down the street, winking and nodding at any woman that passes by. He stops, staring at a brightly lit sign that reads ‘The Strawberry Shack’. It had been his dream to go in there and finally he could so with a faster pace. Jake heads to the door and enters the building, smiling widely at the woman at the front desk.

“Hello, I’m just wanting my cock sucked if that’s alright.” He pulls out a wad of cash, placing it down on the counter before nodding and heading towards a door that leads to you. The heavenly mystery woman behind the hole, the one that every man seems to go to, spreading wonderful words about their visit with you. “Ugh, I’m so fucking excited for this, babe! You don’t know how much.” Jake rubs his hardened member through his pants, eagerly pulling it out and directing it into the hole. “C’mon, suck away please.”

You roll your eyes slightly, this wasn’t the first time dealing with a guy like this and they usually turn weak and needy the moment your lips wrap around them. Your tongue flicks out, wetting your lips before you lean forward and take his thick mushroom tip in your mouth, you begin to lick, swirling your tongue around it.

Jake’s eyes roll to the back of his head, practically whimpering as you begin to suck his cock into your mouth, pulling him deeper until he can no longer fit through. “Oh, yes… Jesus this is so perfect…” His hands rest against the wall, bottom lip going between his teeth.

Your cheeks hollow as you suck hard, bobbing up and down his girthy length. You moan around him, smiling in your head as he whines, bucking into your mouth. “Fuck, fuck! Babe, you’re going to make me cum if you keep sucking me off like that!” You continue your movements, flicking your tongue underneath his tip, enjoying how he loses control, bucking wildly as he moans freely.

Jake feels his balls tighten, tip twitches as thick cum spurts out of his cock and coats your mouth. “O–ohhhh!” His head flies back, whining as he empties his balls. You pull off, swallowing and wiping the sides of your mouth as he pulls his softening cock back and tucks it into his pants. “Fuck me, best day ever! Definitely gonna come back, thanks babe!” He wipes the sweat from his forehead and walks out of the building with a pep in his step.

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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A sequel where jock Jake Wyler and his nerdy girl, reader decided to head on a forest hike during the weekend for a date walk. tree fucking + blowjob + boob job

hello! I'm sorry this took so long, I hope you enjoy it!

part 1 here - jock jake wyler and his nerdy girl au.

summary - you and your boyfriend head into the woods together, and you end up being fucked against a tree by him.

warning - smut, swearing, public sex, tit fucking, oral sex.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

Yours and Jake’s lips move passionately. He groans as he pushes you into a tree. His thigh rests between your legs, letting you grind yourself against him as he pulls back. “Fuck, princess! Did I tell you how cute you looked today?” His cock twitches at your small whimper. “You look so fucking cute, fuck! I love these pants. They always make your fucking ass look huge and juicy!” Jake practically drools as he gropes you, squeezing your cheeks. Helping you grind yourself into him.

“As much as I love seeing you wear my clothes, princess. I’d much rather see your tits.” He stripes you from his dark grey jumper, groaning when your tits jiggle free with no bra support. “It’s like you knew this would happen, didn’t you, princess?”

You nod, whining as your nipples harden from the cold and Jake’s touch. Your half-lidded eyes stare down at the bulge forming in his pants. “Please, let me suck your cock. Please!” Jake groans, nodding. He quickly takes his throbbing member out whilst you get on your knees. His eyes widen when you squeeze your breasts against his hard cock. “Fuck them, Jake.” His cock twitches at your words, looking down at you. He swears he nearly came.

Your tongue is lapping at his tip as he thrusts the flesh between your breasts. “Jesus fucking Christ. Oh fuck, princess!” Your lips wrapped around him, beginning to suck as you moan.

Jake grunts, quickly pulling you up and turning you around. He rips your pants off and pushes you against the tree. A squeal leaves your lips as he thrusts into your tight hole. “Shit, princess. How do you always feel like heaven?” He groans, moving in and out of you. His hands grip your hips as he picks up the pace.

You desperately claw the tree's bark as pants and moans escape you, your walls pulsating and clenching around his thick member as he pounds into you. This continues until your eyes roll to the back of your head, juices leaking from your used hole and covering Jake.

Rough grunts and moans escape him, his balls tighten, and his head tilts back. His thrusts begin to become sloppy as he approaches his end. “I’m gonna cum, princess!” His eyes roll to the back of his head as thick spurts of cum shoot out of him and deep into you.

After a few moments of catching your breaths, Jake slowly pulls out and helps you put your clothes back on before pulling you into a sweet kiss. “I love you so god damn much, princess.”

Your head falls into his chest out of exhaustion. “I love you too, Jake.” You look up at him with wide eyes. “Can you carry me back to the car, please? I can’t feel my legs.” He chuckles before leaning down and pressing a kiss on your forehead.

“Of course, I can, princess.”

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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Can I request an other jake Wyler x nerdy reader pls I don’t care what it is I’m just in love with your work 🤍

hello. I'm sorry this took so long! I hope you like it, and thank you!

summary - jake tells you something... interesting.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“Princess! Guess what!” You look up as Jake runs into the room, pushing your glasses up as they slip down your nose. A brow raised as your pen hangs loosely from your fingertips, waiting for your boyfriend to continue. “Buttholes are like pockets! Like you can store stuff up there and keep it safe!” He looks at you excitedly. A huge grin set on his face as he tells you something new.

You blink and then blink a few more times as you try and wrap your head around what he said. Your brows furrow as your mouth opens and closes. “No… They are not.” You shake your head, staring at him, confused. “Do not do that!”

Jake pouts, saddened by your words. He walks over to you and rests his chin on your shoulder, his thick arms wrapping around your body. “That’s sad.”

You pat his hand, “I know, baby. I know.”

He begins to kiss your exposed flesh, from your shoulder to your collarbone and then your cheek. “Can we go cuddle?” You nod and stand, grabbing his hands as you walk to your bedroom.

“Of course we can, baby. But I swear I'll whack you with a book if you try to shove something up my ass.” A giggle leaves him as he puts his hands up in surrender.

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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This thot just popped into my head: Frat bros! Jake Wyler and Johnny Storm 😍🤤

Imagine those to together, both star football players, stubborn, huge egos that's not the only thing that's huge, and have definitely shared women in the past 👀 I can see them being best friends but also having a low-key rivalry or something

Maybe they start chasing after reader not knowing that they're both interested in the same girl?

- 🦔

I found this in my drafts from my #underrated daddy party 🫡🫡

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"She's already here, I didn't have the chance to tell her I was gonna be late."

"Me too." Jake huffs, unable to stand still as he searches for you. "Hope she isn’t too upset.”

Two pairs of blue eyes land on you from across the park, you're clad in a short skirt and the college hoodie, helping to decorate a booth.

"There she is." The friends chorused at the same time, roughly bumping shoulders when they try to walk to you. They turn to each other, mirroring confuses frowns. "That's her?" “That’s my girl?” “No fucking way she’s yours—”

As if on cue: "There you guys are! I've been looking for you both all day!" You beam, wrapping your arms around them, or trying to—they were both towers packed with muscles. "I thought I'd have to take your place at the kissing booth."

Over their fucking dead bodies.

"Sorry... I got caught up with practice." Jake murmurs.

Behind your back, they exchange glares, silently arguing about what the hell is happening. This was kicked-in-the-damn-balls ridiculous.

"Thanks again for helping with the fundraiser. I know you both have other things to do, but y'know, having the football co-captains be the face of a kissing booth is bound to bring in more people."

"Right," is all Jake manages, but Johnny is quick to swoop in. "No problem, babe, I still owe you for those exam notes."

Jake bites back a scowl, and counteracts by wrapping an arm around your shoulders, tugging you close. "Are you going to be one of our customers today?"

"Oh, I don't know..." You answer, looking anywhere but the six-foot tall men crowding you. "I don't want to make things weird."

"It won't be." They can’t seem to stop saying things at the same fucking time.

"C'mon, it's for charity. Do you want all the vulnerable animals to… uh, get upset?”

Jake was a dumbass, and Johnny has never been more thankful for that. He leans down, a smirk set on his face.

"You want all of them to be packed into overcrowded shelters? And get sick? I didn't peg you to be a puppy and kitten hater.”

"I'm not!” You pout, hearing your name from the other side of the park. As the main organizer for the fundraiser, you've been running around all day. "Ugh, fine! But only when it's over and you guys aren't kissed to death.”

#underrated daddy party #johnny storm #jake wyler #sonny drabbles #johnny storm x reader #jake wyler x reader #johnny storm fanfic #Jake wyler fanfic #jake wyler fanfiction #johnny storm fanfiction #johnny storm drabble #jake wyler drabble #johnny storm x reader x jake wyler #jake wyler x reader x johnny storm #🦔 anon

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 (ma chaton)

valentine's day masterlist - car sex & sex in the woods

summary - your boyfriend jake takes you rollerskating for valentine's day.

warning - slight angst.

the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

“Hey, kitten, are you ready to go?” Jake stops and stares, his mouth dropping open as he looks at your outfit. Drool is practically coming out from his mouth, his eyes slowly dragging down your body, taking in the pretty short white dress with light grey flowers. “Maybe we should stay home? I mean, we could go out tomorrow?”

You giggle, pushing your glasses up as you look at your tall boyfriend. “No, baby. You promised me something special for today… And I finally get to wear my new dress.” You pout, giving him your best puppy dog eyes.

Jake pouts, looking at you sadly. “Aren’t I something special? And I could think of a few things we could do while your in that dress.” He moves closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and staring at your face. “What do you say, kitten?” He watches sadness fill your eyes as a sigh escapes you. You nod, about to pull away to get ready to stay home yet again, until Jake pulls you back. “I’m joking, kitten. C’mon, we have places to be.”

You look up at him sceptically. “Are you sure? You seemed like you really wanted to stay home.” He leans down and places a kiss on your head, dragging you along and out of the room, an arm securely wrapped around your waist.

“Shh, kitten. I don’t want my baby to be upset. I’d do anything to make you happy.” He smiles, pressing a kiss to the side of your head before opening the car door for you and clipping your seatbelt. Jake quickly jogs to the other side and gets in, one hand resting on your thigh and the other on the steering wheel as he drives. “You’ll love what I picked!” He smiles, pulling into the parking lot of the place.

A giant smile appears on yours as you notice the flashing sign. “You’re taking me rollerskating?!” Jake nods, and you squeal, quickly unbuckling your seatbelt before you dive across and onto his lap. Smothering his handsome face with kisses, “Oh, baby! I love you so much!” Jake smirks, cupping your cheeks as his lips move with yours.

He pulls back and reaches into the backseat, smiling as he grabs the box and brings it to the front. “I got you these as well!” You gasp as he opens the box, showing a pair of pastel pink rollerskates.

You reach forward and grab them, tearing up a little. “Baby… They’re so pretty! Thank you!” You peck his lips before the both of you decide to get out of the car and head inside the building. Jake comes around and holds your hand, helping you put your shoes on before putting his on.

As the two of you skate, he holds onto you as you both make cool moves. You break into a bunch of giggles as he falls over. Jake glares playfully, getting up and chasing you. “Oh yeah, kitten? You think that was funny? Wait till I catch you!”

“Ahh, no! Jake! Don’t you dare!” You giggle more, skating away from him. A squeal escapes you as he catches you, wrapping his arms around your body and pulling you close to him. Jake attacks you with kisses and tickles. “Okay! Okay!”

He pulls back and smiles down at you. “I love you, kitten.”

You rest your hands on his chest and smile up at him. “I love you too, baby.”

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