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Request: Hey can. You do a imagine about Jack Having a Wet dream about Y/N and she hears him at night , After they wake up she tease Jack about it all day and makes Sexual movements in front of him , He gets mad and they have Rought Sex and Jack is the dominant in Bed
As you took another sip of your coffee, you mentally cursed yourself for being someone who stressed over everything. Midterms were something you needed to do well on and the only way you’d be slightly confident when writing them was if you studied day in and day out. It was currently 3am and you hadn’t taken your eyes off your notes in hours. The coffee machine was constantly brewing and Jack had fallen asleep hours ago. Being Joe’s little cousin, he felt obligated to make sure you had a good place to study but you were also pretty good friends so he had agreed to let you use his place to study but he didn’t exactly think you’d be there at all hours of the day…and night.
You didn’t know if it was the coffee or if you were going insane, but as you studied away, you heard mumbling coming from Jack’s room. So to make sure you weren’t the star of the latest horror movie, you decided to see what was happening. You walked into Jack’s room, only to see him sound asleep but the words that were coming out of his mouth were what surprised you the most.
“(y/n), you need to stop.” He mumbled. “I’m gonna…” You watched as he rolled over and you could see a little smirk on his face. “Tease.” Your mouth dropped as you realized what was happening. He was dreaming…of you…and him…together… As you finally got the courage to stop listening to him moan about you, you headed back into the living room and sat down…still in disbelief.
The next morning, you decided to wake Jack up so he could make you pancakes since you need fuel to get through the day of studying so you headed into his room. You laughed, remembering last night and decided to recreate the scene and tease him a little. You got onto the bed, straddled him and placed your hands on his bare chest.
“Jack,” You said, bouncing a little to wake him up.
“You look like death.” He said, opening his eyes a little.
“Charming.” You said, rolling your eyes. “Make me pancakes.” You begged, bouncing just a little more.
“You really need to stop doing that.” He explained, rubbing his eyes to wake himself up. He subconsciously placed one hand on your waist and placed the other one under his hand to prop himself up a little.
“I want,” You said, leaning down and bringing your lips to his ear. “Pancakes.” You smirked, placing a soft kiss on his neck, before slowly sliding off Jack and heading back into the kitchen.
The day consisted of you constantly teasing Jack as much as you could and you knew he thought something was up. You had never flirted this much with him before, mainly because of Joe but the more you did it, the more fun it became.
“Excuse me, love.” You said, brushing your hand against elastic of his sweatpants as you reached for a spoon.
“Okay,” He said, grabbing your hand. “What the hell is going on? You’ve been flirting with me all day.”
“I thought you liked when I was a tease.” You whispered, allowing him to pull you closer to him. He placed the beer he had been casually sipping on down and placed his free hand on your waist.
“Why would you think that?”
“I mean, you seemed to like it last night when you were dreaming about railing me.” You watched as his cheeks turned red and his breathing picked up. Sure, Jack was insanely attractive and the thought of sleeping with him really got to you but you honestly didn’t think it would ever happen.
Jack turned you around so your back was now against the kitchen counter and his body was pressed against yours. His lips instantly found yours and neither of you hesitated to deepen the kiss by a lot. You began taking his shirt off as he unzipped your sweater to reveal your bare chest.
“God, Joe’s gonna kill me.” He whispered against your neck, leaving a trail of kisses on it.
“You’re really thinking about Joe right now.” You complained, untying his sweatpants.
“Not anymore.” He said, picking you up, forcing you to wrap your legs around him as he brought you into his room.
IN WHICH, in a Modern AU, Sasuke successfully convinces Shingen (and by extension, Saizo and Yukimura) to take a cross-country roadtrip to the Mouse World amusement park, because he has never been and has always wanted to, and they stop at a 24 hour diner for waffles, whereupon they acquire a short order cook/waitress, you. SHENANIGANS ENSUE, with additional cameos by ALL the other Samurai as appropriate.
This is the fic that Refused To Be Written. I started on it like a
legitimate year ago, and the device I was writing on got stolen while I was at
the doc’s, and so it just stalled out, but the idea wouldn’t leave, so at some
point I tried to do an outline…and it grew, and grew, and grew. And here we
are. This is not a fic, this is a 5000+
word headcanon in bullet point form. Someday I may actually write it out. That day
is not today.
-Life as a single father tended to have its difficulties,
especially given Rafael Barba’s chosen profession and busy lifestyle, but when
he has his son on the weekends, the world stops for that child.
-As an infant, Barba picks out only the most colorful
outfits – each pair of pants having its matching suspender. Barba likes the
middle of the night feedings – the quiet chance to snuggle and hum lullabies
his own mother had used on him feels more intimate than early morning struggles
to get to daycare or evening story time with the city still buzzing around him.
-During the toddler years, Barba spends all of their free
time building conversation skills in Spanish, teaching him new songs, and
playing at the park. He never hesitates to shower his little boy with love and
-Barba takes a vacation day the first day of kindergarten,
helping his son get dressed, making pancakes with Mickey Mouse Ears, and
packing a lunch in the dinosaur lunch box they had selected together. Hand in
hand, they walk to the school down the street. Barba pauses outside of the
door, kneels down, straightens his son’s tie, and hugs him tightly, “I love you, Mijo, and am so proud of you.”
-When his son is sick, Barba layers the blankets on his
couch and makes chicken soup. Barba picks the latest book in the “Series of
Unfortunate Events” to read aloud until his son drifts to sleep.
-Some of Barba’s favorite activities with his son include going to family
friendly plays, park play dates, and cooking together.
-Every chance he gets, Barba tells his child how much he
loves him and how proud he is of him. His biggest fear is his child not knowing
and thinking of him in the same light as Barba thinks of his own father as an