kinda living the dream: working on cute coffeeshops with friends, going to bookstores and watching the olympics with @nanthegirl and @larstudy (once again ty nan for streaming, doing god's work fr 🙏)
my thesis work might be going on a difficult path rn, but there's also good things going on so I'm trying to focus on that while also doing my best on my work ofc 😌
submitted the crazy scary paper last saturday, but the deadline was postponed so now im trying my best to get some results so i can add them to the paper too :))
I need someone to tell me wtf is happening in the Genshin developer team because why do we need Chasca to tell us 6 times in a row that her and Chuychu have a difficult relationship, misunderstandings and fight a lot but actually care for each other because "we're sisters, we grew up together. We're not related by blood but we're similar. I love her but it's hard. Also, we're sisters"
AND Ororon to tell us 10 times that "Hey look, grandma has a soft spot for you. See? Told you she only does that with YOU. Ahaha grandma lies the traveler. Hey did I mention she likes you?"
In the past we always had characters who could make you feel their bond and affection but also their rivality and misunderstanding through a few words and, most importantly, ACTIONS.
They didn't need to tell me 7 times in the same sentences that Baizhu and Hu Tao have a difficult relationship because of their life choices and beliefs.
You only need to see Arlecchino's demo to understand how much she cares for her children, you don't need to hear her say it 20 times.
The fact that Xianyun considers her disciples her daughters is something you understand the first time you see her talk with Shenhe. You don't need Shenhe to tell you "Yes, she sees me as her daughter".
They didn't have to make Neuvillette make a whole speech about how much he trusts Wriothesley and Wriothesley didn't write an essay on his esteem for the Iudex.
I only had to see a single interaction between Clorinde and Navia to understand them.
WE. COULD. SEE. ALL.THAT.
SHOW. DON'T TELL.
Genshin has always been good at this! That's good writing!
SUMMARY : aka. part 2 of off my mind. jake let dakota’s words get into his head and doubts the reader’s feelings for him.
PAIRING : jake gray x fem!reader
CHARACTERS : dakota, miguel (oc), sebastian (oc), lily (oc), hale (oc)
WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw(18+), jealousy, toxic relationships, fluff, unprotected sex, oral sex (both receiving), dom!reader/sub!Jake, exhibitionism (if you squint)
WORD COUNT : 3.1K
A/N : title from a jamie’s elsewhere song. basically jake is a pathetic little dude to me, ya know? xx
Jake couldn’t really sleep that night. He came back to an empty bed, Dakota nowhere in sight, his head filled with confusion and discomfort as he thought of Y/N. His roommate was blackout drunk, snoring loudly which only made sleep more impossible to take over his mind.
He didn’t really know Y/N, even if they’d known each other for about a month and two weeks. He felt like he knew only superficial things about her like how her major was electrical engineering, that she liked classic rock, horror movies, stuff like that. He didn’t know a thing about her family or herself, but she knew so much about him. She knew about his mother and his father, where he worked, what he liked to do, but he had no idea if she ever revealed a thing about herself.
In class he was exhausted, he drank coffee during each class, keeping his energy up by drinking sip by sip. When he got to the class he shared with Y/N, she smiled at him, not the lazy-polite smile, a soft-concerned smile as she eyed the dark circles beneath his eyes. She came in before Sebastian and Miguel, both of them sitting where they always did, leaving a seat between them for her.
Jake squinted his eyes at the seat with irritation and she stayed back to sit next to him, not in the seat where Dakota always sat in. Her hand gently stroked down his face and his breath stuttered.
“You look like shit,” she murmured with a quiet laugh. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, suddenly feeling like he dropped all his walls, all his doubts suddenly disappearing. He checked her out, looking at her bare legs, the oversized white dress shirt she wore as a dress under an equally short black and white dress with a long blue coat.
“You look great,” he told her, his hand moving to her knee, ignoring the whispers around him as he slid his hand up the inside of her thigh possessively.
“I know,” she said casually, grabbing his wrist, she stopped him. She copied what he did, her hand sliding up his jeans between his legs and she rubbed him teasingly. “Only I get to tease you,” she whispered when she leaned over to him. Her breath was warm and minty, her soft lips brushing against the shell of his ear made him shiver. He felt more sleepy now that he was being petted by her, her hands rubbing along the bulge that was growing between his legs.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he whispered, turning his face to look into her dark and arrogant eyes. He didn’t stop her, but she stopped herself as more people came closer to them, sitting where they usually did. She kissed him softly, and he closed his eyes, relaxing into the kiss, he held her face, his fingers tangling in her soft hair.
“Same time for tutoring?” She asked against his mouth, she pecked his lips once, and he nodded, returning to make out with her instead. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, relaxing, a sigh escaping from his mouth and finding a home in hers. “My room?” She asked, when he pulled away to breathe.
“Yeah, wanna grab lunch together?” He asked, unsure. She pulled away all the way this time, she looked over at Sebastian and Miguel, then at the other two friends she hung out with, Lily and her boyfriend Hale. “Nevermind, it’s okay,” he said and she turned to look at him with a raised brow.
“I could tell them to eat without me, or you can join us if you’d like to,” she offered, kind and soft.
“No, no,” he shook his head, looking at the clock, class would start in about two minutes. “It’s fine, we can choose another day when you’re not busy,” he chuckled half-heartedly. He turned away from her and looked as Dakota, for the first time, came on time. He heard Y/N sigh and heard her get up off the seat next to him. He looked away from Dakota and stared as she walked away, suddenly laughing as Sebastian excitedly showed her something on a sheet of paper.
He sighed too, Dakota sitting next to him with an indignant attitude. His eyes stayed mostly on Y/N, watching her lazily look between the two guys she saw as friends and then she looked behind her at Lily and Hale, eyes brighter and Hale said something funny because she laughed along with Lily.
That’s what he did most of the class. The professor taught and Y/N and her friends remained quiet the rest of the period. His eyes were stuck on her for most of the class, wondering how it was that emotions were processed by her. He shouldn’t have let Dakota into his head, her friends and even other students spoke to her and liked her. Sometimes she spoke to others, being friendly and kind. She wasn’t what Dakota said and he needed to get over himself.
When class ended, she walked behind Lily and Hale, Miguel and Sebastian talked to each other as she quietly walked in the middle, like a celebrity protected by bodyguards.
“See? She doesn’t care,” Dakota commented, once again carrying nothing to take notes on.
“Can you be quiet about her already?” Jake asked, irritated. She acted innocent as she watched him carelessly shove everything into his backpack. “I’m gonna go to my room, I need to sleep,” he told her, leaving her there. He felt conflicted and tired, too tired to continue going to the rest of his classes, too tired to keep thinking.
He didn’t know how long he’d slept, but like always he had a nightmare about someone he never met before. It was bloody and scary, but he woke up to a gentle voice and the smell of fast food. He thought it was Dakota, so he smacked the hand away and groaned, turning away from her. The laugh she let out was too soft and amused to be Dakota’s, and the bed dipped next to him and he got up tiredly.
He blinked the sleep away and saw Y/N looking down at him with a playful smile. She leaned down to kiss him, immediately straddling his lap, then she shoved him down and giggled, her hands flat on his chest.
“I brought lunch,” she explained, grinding down on him mischievously. He moaned quietly, his hands holding onto her bare thighs, gazing up at her, dazed.
“Y-you did?” He whispered, closing his eyes as she rolled her hips against his, trying to wake him.
“Mmhmm, wake up,” she whined. He opened his eyes, watching her get up and stand by his bed. He looked down at the tent in his boxers, he’d stripped down into them and just slept in the Henley that kept him warm.
“What about.. your friends?” He asked, ignoring the frustrating arousal that she clearly wasn’t interested in satiating. She sat on the extra chair he got for her when she started tutoring him and moved his stuff out of the way to lay out the food.
“What about them?” She asked, raising a brow his way.
“I think you know,” he murmured, still sitting at the edge of his bed. She sighed, looking at him with a blank expression.
“You’re jealous of them, for some reason,” she stated, and he became embarrassed and stared at the window behind her because she didn’t ask, she just said it. “Why?” She asked, curious.
“I don’t know,” he replied, scratching the back of his neck. She gave him a look, one that showed that she didn’t believe him. “I don’t!” He muttered frustratedly, he walked towards her and got down on his knees, resting his face on her legs. She exhaled quietly, her hands finding their way to his head to play with his hair. “And Dakota said some stuff about you…” he mumbled against her thighs, and she scoffed, shaking her head.
“You’re gonna believe what she says?” She asked, then lifted his face by his jaw, forcing him to look at her. “Whatever you have a problem with, whatever doubts you have, tell me, I want to be good for you,” she told him softly. His stomach fluttered at her words, and he pressed his face to her chest, her arms wrapping around his shoulders with a smile.
“I’m just being dumb,” he murmured.
“If it’s got you in such a bad mood, maybe you’re not being dumb,” she chuckled. He moved back to look at her and she pressed her lips against his for a few seconds to reassure him that he wasn’t being silly.
“I just want you to be mine,” he said against her lips and pulled away to watch her.
“I’m yours,” she promised. Her brows furrowed slightly and she blinked once at him. “You don’t have to feel jealous about them, I don’t like them like that,” she comforted softly. “Sebastian has his eye on some girl in maths and Miguel isn’t interested in dating right now, and even if he was, I wouldn’t date him,” she explained, then her eyes darkened as she stared down at him.
“Why do you like me?” He whispered, noticing the gaze as one she gave him yesterday when they were having sex.
“Because you’re sweet,” she replied, pecking his lips, “funny, smart.. and hot,” she chuckled. He stared at her and reached behind her to zip her dress down, she smirked, and kept going. “You care about your mom, you’re not like your dad, you look out for your friends even though they don’t deserve you, you like helping people..” she trailed off, watching him kiss her thighs.
She pulled the dress down her body, lifting her hips off the chair and let him pull it off all the way as she unbuttoned her shirt. He quickly slipped off the ankle boots she was wearing and spread her legs to kiss and bite the inside of her thighs as she finished unbuttoning the long shirt.
He brought her hips forward and tugged at her white panties, leaving her in the unbuttoned shirt and her baby blue socks. She grabbed his face and carefully positioned him on her pussy, encouraging him to taste her. His green eyes stared up at her as his tongue thrusted into her entrance, his mouth salivating as her arousal invaded his taste buds. He moaned softly and licked through her folds to suck on her clit, she moaned quietly, looking at him with hooded eyes, a tiny smirk on her face as she watched him devour her.
“Do you like how I taste, Jake?” She teased, lifting her leg onto his shoulder and spreading the other one to grind against his face. He moaned loudly, her fingers gently tugging at the strands of his hair. Her shirt was pushed open to reveal her naked chest, braless as she arched her back, gasping as he brought his fingers inside her. She tugged at his hair harder, forcing him off her, and he continued to finger her quickly, pushing two fingers into her. He looked away from her face and stared at the way his fingers pushed in and out of her, and he groaned, adding a third and curling them against her walls.
He bit his lip at the way his fingers glistened with her arousal, down his fist and palm and he moved forward again to massage her clit with his tongue until she came. Her walls tightened around his fingers as she panted heavily in the chair, moaning quietly as she caught her breath and he pulled his fingers out, his mouth moving away from her pussy.
“You’re so good, Jake,” she praised, shrugging the shirt off her shoulder and onto the chair. He licked her cum off his fingers and stood up as she got up off the chair. Her fingers hooked onto his shirts and she waited for him to lick his fingers clean before she started to lift his shirt up and off him. “Do you wanna be inside me now?” She teased, stroking up and down his cock over the black boxers he wore.
“Fuck, yes, baby,” he moaned. She chuckled, pulling his boxers down, she got down to her knees and then manhandled him to lean against his desk. “Shit,” he mumbled, watching her put her hair up into a ponytail. His fingers gently traced her jaw and she took his cock in her small hand, licking up where the vein rested on the underside. He moaned, forcing his eyes to stay open as she lapped at the precum that dripped out of the slit, her tongue slowly moving across and then swirling around the head.
“You taste so good,” she murmured, and started tugging at his cock. He grunted, holding onto the desk as she wrapped her lips around him, and then took more of him into her mouth. She sucked gently and he cursed softly, letting out a strangled groan as she moved her tongue underneath his cock all at once. He stared at her with amazement as her cheeks hollowed out, the loud, obscene sound of her sucking, making his hips twitch and she looked up at him disapprovingly. He whined when she quickly pulled off of him with a grin, then stood up in front of him.
“Fuck,” he grunted. She looked up at him, taking his hands she placed them on her hips, her own hands moved up his shoulders as she bit her lip gently.
“Lay down on your back.” He carefully backed into the bed, letting her go just to settle into the pillows, she watched him with a satisfied smile. She joined him on the bed, and straddled his lap, not wasting any time to position him at her entrance and slowly sink down on him. “Perfect,” she teased, grinding down at little as her walls tightened around him.
She flattened her hands out on his chest, smiling down at him smugly, she slowly began to lift herself up and then sank back down repeatedly. His hands slid up her thighs to her hips where he roughly held onto her flesh. He was impressed by the strength of her legs, watching her lift herself up and down rather quickly.
His eyes started at her face and trailed down her body, watching her hair gently bounce with her movements, her lip captured by her teeth, her hooded eyes stuck on him as he panted, his parted lips drying his mouth and throat. She moved her hands back on his thighs, unintentionally looking sexier. Her chest was pushed out, her breasts bounced sensually too, down her stomach he watched himself disappear inside her and then saw himself covered in her arousal.
He thrusted up into her, planting his feet on the bed, she moaned, her hand moving to his stomach to balance herself from the surprise of his movements. He went faster once they both found a rhythm, feeling her pussy clench around him, she chuckled breathlessly when he groaned softly at the feeling.
Her hand made its way to his opened mouth, her fingers dipping inside and finding his saliva. He made a sound of confusion when she did that, only after a few seconds he realised she was bringing her saliva-covered fingers to her clit. She drew quick circles on it as he twitched inside her, swelling up he groaned right at the edge when the door’s hinges creaked.
“Jake, did you see my — You said you two were gonna eat lunch,” the voice of Jake’s roommate interrupted. Y/N whined, looking over her shoulder at the intruder, she stopped riding Jake, and he stopped meeting her thrusts, letting out a frustrated groan,
“I changed my mind,” she grumbled, glaring at him threateningly. She turned away from him and started to ride Jake again as she rubbed her clit. He stayed there, mostly to watch her as she took Jake’s cock in and out of her, like his private porn video. Jake looked at her in surprise as she ignored the man standing at his door. “Go away or I’ll throw my fucking shoe at you, Andy! I’m trying to have sex with my boyfriend!” She moaned, she heard the door slam as soon as she said that and she giggled down at Jake breathlessly. “Are you still gonna cum, Jake?”
“Yes, fuck,” He moaned loudly, thrusting up into her mercilessly. She leaned forward, her hands by his head fisting the pillows, his pelvis slapping against her clit delicious and she moaned, her mind going blank for a few moments as she came.
“Cum for me, Jake,” she whispered, her walls fluttering around him, driving him over the edge faster. He grunted her name quietly and finally spilled inside her, pulling her hips down, she grinded down on him, letting him cum deeper inside her. “Fuck,” she whispered, feeling him thrust slowly in and out of her again until the waves of pleasure subsided.
“I’ve never had sex this great with anyone,” he told her breathlessly. She laughed breathily, staring down at his reddened cheeks and ears, and the messy, spiky hair on his head.
“I’ve never had sex with anyone besides you,” she started, “so I wouldn’t know,” she teased. She got off him and laid down next to him, staring up at the ceiling to recollect herself. “We should probably lock the door when we have sex,” she added, sitting up to look at it and then she got off the bed with shaky legs to wipe herself clean with the soft tissues again.
“I agree,” he whispered, turning over to inspect her as she collected their clothes and put them on his bed.
“I’m gonna get cleaned up, then we’ll eat,” she explained, starting to change into some clothes.
“I’ll join,” he offered and she didn’t stop him as he put only his boxers on and followed her to the bathroom to clean herself up. “I’m sorry about being jealous, it’s kind of immature and a turn off,” he told her. She looked at him, impressed, and took his hands in hers.
“Apology accepted and we still haven’t gone on a date and I’ve already called you my boyfriend,” she chuckled, letting him guide her into the bathroom where they started to clean themselves up.
“Everyone probably thought we were dating already, since you were tutoring me,” he reasoned and she shrugged, not really caring what people thought about her and Jake anyway. “So, we can count our tutoring sessions as dates,” he added, then shrugged too, watching her smile.
“Right, since you were admiring me the whole time,” she teased and he smacked her ass, chuckling at her yelp. “Mm, sexy,” she smiled, massaging her ass to relieve the slight sting. He hummed deeply, replacing her hand with his own, he gently squeezed her flesh. “Awesome, let’s go.”
