Warnings: smut! glorious smut! but for real, penetrative sex, some light fingering, praise kink if you squint, anyway…
Word count: idk, long?
Summary: you finally let the incredibly annoying boy next door take you out and yeah, maybe it was totally worth it.
A/N: Hiiiii! this is some fluff in the beginning and ends smutty, please enjoy! or don’t, i dont rlly care. Imma keep writing anyway.
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A summer at the beach was exactly what you needed.
You could lay out in the sun for hours and get a tan, you could finally start reading real books again, you could eat boardwalk pizza for every meal. College was stressful and grad school applications were even more so. A summer off just lounging like a fat house cat was perfect. You were even okay with spending the summer with your parents and your younger sister and her friend. Nothing was going to ruin this slice of paradise for you.
Summary:The Florida Keys, pure paradise. You and Josh had a small fling before the boys went on their most recent tour but when Josh left and ghosted you, you were left devastated. That is until you get a call from one of the boys inviting you down to their new home they have just bought in the Keys to celebrate their recently finished tour like old times, you couldn’t resist. Will you and Josh rekindle your fling or your friendship? Will you walk away with complete heartbreak and never speak to one another again? Only time in paradise can tell.
Warnings: Friends, (to enemies), to lovers slow burn.
18+ smut in some chapters!!! 18+ themes like drinking, smoking, swearing.
Angst. Fluff. Possible Jake x Reader at times.
MINORS PLS DNI.
(could be subject to change in the future as this is a wip so just bear with me)
A/N:Okay so this is my first stab at writing for the boys and I do not normally ever write fics but I had a dream about this one night and I sat down one day and the story just flowed out of my brain and I haven’t been able to stop. As it has developed into more I couldn’t bear to not share it with everyone here. Please go easy on me, share your thoughts about it with me if you’d like. I hope you all enjoy it!
Warnings: graphic sexual content, penetrative sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, masturbation, listen, all the warnings on this one. Blame Jacob Thomas Kiszka Sir
A/N: This is a two part series! This is part two! Make sure to read part onefirst! Please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors and leave feedback! Also excuse anything that is incorrect about art techniques and what not I’m not an artist lmao. Same thing for the musical terms… you’ll see. I just really hope you all like this little series as much as I do! Thank you!
Pairing: f!reader x Jake
Summary:“give it to me and then paint a fucking picture of it when we finish.” or the one where…Jake has many talents that you admire, one of them including his skill with the pencil. When he needs a certain model, you are more than willing to pose for him,.
Following Jake out the door, you don’t have to check over your shoulder to know the three others are watching you all with delighted looks. The back of your neck heats up, and you’re almost afraid that there will be six little holes burnt into the back of your coat from their eyes, but you assure yourself you aren’t getting hot from any burning stares. The anticipation is making you grow warmer. In fact, despite the slight chill of a Nashville February, you drive all the way to Jake’s with your windows cracked, inviting the cold air in hopes of it cooling your nerves. It only causes you to shake with suspense.
None of the boys live too from the bar, and they all live pretty close to one another. In fact, Josh lives right down the street from Jake, and Danny and Sam only a few blocks in different directions. That being said, the drive is quick, and gives you little to no time to rehearse what you’re going to tell Jake when you get inside. While he pulls into his driveway, you park in your usual spot on the street and quickly pull down your mirror, adjusting your hair and reapplying some lip gloss at the last second. There’s a tap at your window and thank god the lights already dimmed out, so he didn’t see you.
You grab your purse and step out, “Sorry.”
“Thought you fell asleep in there.” He jokes, holding his arm out for you to hook with your own.
You look at it for a second, your chest tightening with nervousness, before wrapping your arm around his own and letting him lead you up to his house. You stay quiet, your mind and heart racing. You can’t help but wonder what is going on in his own head. What if Josh already talked to Jake about this, and this was some elaborate scheme he came up with to get you two together? Before you know it, you’ve convinced yourself this was all Josh’s doing and you’re doubling back on yourself.
I can’t do this I can’t do this I can’t do this-
“What’s with the formality?” You fake a giggle, nodding your head to gesture towards your hooked arms.
Jake just shrugs, “Just felt nice.”
I’m overthinking all of this.
“Oh,” you nod, letting him go once you have reached the front door so he can unlock it.
I don’t even know where to begin. This is a fucking MASTERPIECE. You captured Jake so perfectly, in my opinion. The dialogue was phenomenal, the buildup was delectable, everything about this fic has me digging my own grave because after reading it, I know that I can die happy. I will now be RACING to read absolutely anything else that you decide to write. Absolutelyamazing.Thank you.
A/N: This is a two part series! Here’s the link to part two! I have been working on this one for about a month and a half by now, so pretend this takes place in February. Also, I am no artist and know nearly nothing about supplies and techniques so please bare with me here. I’m pretty proud of this piece, and I hope you all like it too! Excuse any spelling or grammatical errors and please leave feedback! Part two coming soon!
Pairing: f!reader x Jake
Summary:“You do realize that most anatomy portraits are done…” he looks around as if trying to find the right word, “au naturale?” or the one where…Jake has many talents that you admire, one of them including his skill with the pencil. When he needs a certain model, you are more than willing to pose for him,.
Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, strong language, talk of nudity, alcohol consumption, slight angst, etc.
Word count:10K+
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A renaissance man. That’s what you would always call Jake, and he would always see it as a joke, but you truly meant it. The man held so many talents, so much knowledge, you were left speechless sometimes.
Of course everyone knows him for his legendary guitar playing skills. He’s a master on the strings, shredding to the music gods above, causing them to ponder if a mortal was just as good as them, perhaps even better. Everyone acknowledged his songwriting capabilities, but only few were given the opportunity to read and witness his solo work, stuff he has written on his own such as poems or short stories. He has a way with words that makes you feel tongue tied, writing and speaking wise. Jake would sometimes just open his mouth and you would be in awe because of his eloquent vernacular.
But the one talent he rarely shows the light of day, is his artistic abilities, those of which that involve paper and pencil and sketching and shading and so forth. You consider yourself the luckiest person alive when Jake shows you his art pieces, telling him he’s a modern day da Vinci. He always rolls his eyes, but you really mean it. You always mean it.
Truth is, he would never really show anyone, outside of his brothers, his art projects besides you. The first time he showed you just a simple sketch in his book he’d been playing around with for an hour or so, he was so nervous. Your approval meant the world to Jake, and though he’d never tell you upfront, you could always tell when he would repeatedly say ‘ya think so?’ after you’d stare in amazement and say, 'this is incredible’. After that, all Jake wanted to hear were the praises and compliments from you, so he’d make sure to show you his projects once he deemed them completed to perfection. Just like today.
“How the fuck do you do it?” You chuckle with shock, hooking your arms around his neck and giving him a hug, feeling him snake his arm around your waist.
“Do you like it?” He mumbles, watching you closely as you pull away. You look at him in disbelief, surprised that he’s blind to his own talent still, “Seriously? I love it. It’s beautiful, Jacob. You’re amazing. Every single time, you do so well.”
“Thank you,” he blushes, watching you turn back to the drawing on the table to study it some more.
Summary: Danny often feels overshadowed by his best friends and bandmates. You, however, can’t seem to get your mind off of him.
Pairing: Danny x fem!reader
Word Count: ~2.2k
Warnings: talk of alcohol, sad Danny
A/N: Here’s a little something I’ve been working on. I’m not exactly sure how long this will be, but I’m hoping for at least three more parts! I had to do the friends to lovers trope soon because I am lovesick lmaoooo. I hope you all enjoy! Sorry for the bits of angst to start with. I expect lots of fluff to come very soon…
Warnings: penetrative sex, unprotected penetrative sex (wrap ur shit peeps), some light fingering, dirty talk anyway what this means to say his minors gtfo
Summary: You’re at a party with the bane of your existence, but maybe you’ll give him a second chance.
A/N: this is dedicated to @shutupdevvie who convinced me to post this bc it was just sitting in my google docs. (Yes I write in google docs) anyway please enjoy this absolute filth.
cw: smut (18+), vulgar language, only one bed trope because i’m a whore, fingering, handjob, degradation, oral (m. receiving), car s3x, domination, hate s3x, etc, mentions of spanking, barely a substantial plot
