#okja 2017

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Jay | Okja x Reader

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Word Count: 5,358

Warnings: smut (18+ only MDNI), mentions of animal abuse, violence, slight angst just cause pining ya know

Summary: Reader makes a mistake on a mission, prompting a series of events that would only bring them and Jay closer.

Authors Note: I love Jay with everything in my being, so I had to finish this. It has sat half finished in my drafts since April of 2022. I am delighted to have finished it FINALLY. I hope you enjoy!

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1.

"You could've been killed!" He is pacing the room, eyes never meeting yours. You've never seen him in this manner, panicked and uneasy. Jay was always the mellow one, the one who kept it together even when punishing members for their ignorance, and yet he has dragged you into the privacy of his bedroom to lecture you frantically.

"Jay, I am fine! Nobody else was hurt and bruises heal." Nervous giggles are slipping out between words. You're torn between the anxiety that comes with his erratic behavior and the urge to laugh in his face at the attitude he is giving you over a matter that otherwise seems minor in comparison to what could have happened. He stops his pacing and sets a fiery gaze onto you. It causes you to stumble over your words for a moment, but quickly fills you with anger at the fact that he was treating you like a helpless child.

"I am not your child. You're being ridiculous!"

"You failed to follow the mission that was planned for you and you got hurt. Your blatant defiance could've gotten yourself or others killed." You can tell he is trying to keep his usual composure and by the book language, but the nerves and anger are slipping through the cracks in his tone.

You scoff. "Jay, I knew what I was signing up for when I joined the group. Things won't always go according to plan."

"You're supposed to follow the mission exactly how we planned that way things are within our control and nobody gets hurt! What don't you understand about that? I mean you do you think that your teammates signed up to get killed because you didn't think the plan was enough? If something more would've happened that would've been on you!" He's red in the face, but you see the pang of regret that washes over his face as the words leave his mouth. His gaze falls to the floor, dark strands of hair falling into his face. He shuts his eyes and sighs. Your heart falls to your stomach.

"You know what, I don't have to sit here and listen to you lecture me. If you want me gone then just tell me that. Dismiss Me. I don't care, Jay."

You nudge his shoulder as you push past him, only to be caught by his hand grabbing your wrist. The flames of anger begin to rise more and you instinctively jerk out of his grip, meeting his eyes once more. They have softened from their harsh gaze moments before. He's turned around and stepped closer to you, practically towering over you. "I don't want you to leave. I'm sorry." He sighs.

"I just care about your safety."

You swallow hard, taking in his words. Vulnerable. For once an encounter with Jay felt vulnerable, and the feeling is addicting. The tension in the room is so tight it feels like it could snap at any moment. You're not sure if its an awkward tension that naturally arises after a typical fight or if it has something to do with the feeling of electricity in your chest that you're trying so damn hard to ignore. His hand lightly lands on the side of your arm, and- fuck- the electricity is starting to burn. Your eyes travel over his face, but quickly move back to his eyes.

"I appreciate that."

You pull away from his grasp and close the door behind you as you walk out.

2.

It had been a tense few days to say the least. Struck by one of those missions that took time, aching long days, for updates. The group scrambled to find distractions from the stress and worry. Red had suggested nightly games of cards to try to take off some of the edge that came with the jobs.

So it became a routine for the coming days. The group would gather around a small table in a cramped living room of the Airbnb that Jay had arranged for everyone to stay in. Jay would join the game for about ten minutes each night, trying to be the strong and relaxed leader for his crew. Yet, each night he would quickly slip away into his room after the first couple of rounds. Tonight he had left the table early on stating that he was tired. You watched as he made his way to his bedroom and shut the door behind him.

Tired. Everyone is tired. You cleared your throat before standing. "Alright guys, I think I'm gonna run to the restroom. Start the next round without me." You walked to the end of the hallway where Jay's door and the bathroom door faced each other. You could see that his door was not fully shut, only cracked, and light still shined through the cracks.

You stepped towards his door, laying a single hand on the knob before hesitating. Maybe you shouldn't.

Was he still mad at you? Would he be even more mad if you had entered his space uninvited? Why did you even feel the urge to enter anyway?

Fuck it. The most he could do was lecture you as he had a few days prior. Or dismiss you from the group. You'd take your chances. Despite your hesitation you push the door open only enough to peek inside. He's facing away from the doorway sitting at a desk. You choose to knock on the doorframe, alerting him of your presence. He quickly turns his chair to see who was there before waving for you to enter.

"Hey." You're stood awkwardly, waiting for a reply from him. He closes the laptop he had been focused on before you entered. "Hi. Do you need something?" You shift your weight from one foot to the other. "No. I just- Uh, you just said you were tired, but you're not in bed." You internally scold yourself for stumbling on your words so terribly. He cocks his head in confusion.

"I know it's been a rough week. I guess I shouldn't really question why you're not in bed. It's been pretty hard for me to sleep too." You're not lying. You'd laid in bed every night wishing, praying to a god you weren't even sure you believed in, that you could just get a night of good sleep. Your prayers hadn't been answered. He simply nods. Suddenly the air is thick and uncomfortable. It seems like he is just waiting for you to leave. Maybe you should. Why haven't you?

"Are you still pissed at me?"

He sighs and stands from his chair. "No." Then he's closing the distance between the two of you. Your heart is racing. But he simply reaches behind you. "Do you mind if I-" You realize he is trying to shut the door that you had left ajar. "Oh! Yeah. Sorry." Your face is burning. There's no doubt he can see the way the blood has rushed to your face. You shift to the side slightly, allowing him access to the door. "I just don't like for the others to hear these sorts of conversations if I can help it." You shyly nod. He gives a small smile and you feel the way the gesture makes your body feel loosened.

"I'm sorry for the way that I acted a couple of days ago. I shouldn't have let myself get that worked up. It's my responsibility as a leader to keep it together for you guys and I failed that night." It feels good to hear the apology from him. Sure your feelings were hurt. Hurt in the same way it hurts for a parental figure to point out that they are disappointed, not mad. But deep down you knew he meant well, and it felt wrong to leave him to be the only one apologizing. "I'm sorry too. It's also your job as a leader to hold us accountable, so I understand. I didn't mean to act stupid." He smiles. "I suppose there's no way of taking it back for either of us now, so lets call it even." It makes you chuckle. "Thanks."

An awkward silence fills the room before you speak up. "How are you holding up? I mean- It's just been pretty rough for everyone I guess." He places a hand on your shoulder. "I am holding up, and I don't want you up worrying about me. You should get some rest, or at least attempt to have a good time with the others out there." You shook your head. "Cards aren't really my thing. And sleeping hasn't been that great lately either." You meet his slightly concerned gaze. "Talking to you kind of sounds like the best option for me here." You chuckle and shake your head, immediately embarrassed at the words that had just come out of your mouth. Why did you just say that? It must be obvious as he tips your head back up to face him with two fingers under your chin. "It's okay. We can talk." Damn it. That spark in your chest is back.

He is leaning over you so close. Though the fingers have left their place under your chin, you feel your skin burn where they once were. You can smell his cologne so strongly when you're this close. You never really noticed before, then again you kept your distance on purpose. He's your superior. You probably shouldn't be doing this. You can't help but embrace him.

Your face is pressed into his chest. His arms hesitate for a moment before finding their place on your back. The feeling you get is so bittersweet. You've never properly hugged Jay, and you doubt any of the others had either. He's naturally reserved person. In this moment you want nothing more than to peel back his layers. To know what he thinks when he's alone with his thoughts. To know what he thinks when he's alone with you.

You pull away from his embrace, but keep your body pressed close to his. You meet his gaze. He staring down at you, quiet. Neither of you say a word. Your hands have found their way to the back of his neck, twiddling the hairs that curl onto it. Your lips are so close. You can feel his breath on your face. Every part of your brain is yelling at you to stop the interaction. Jay would for sure call it inappropriate. But you found yourself listening to the burning in your heart and stomach as you close the gap between your lips.

It's chaste. You pull back slowly looking at his expression to gage what should happen next. His eyes are half lidded and his mouth sits slightly agape. You feel a sort of fear settle in the pit of your stomach as he does and says nothing. Had you crossed a line that never should've been crossed? But you're swiftly pulled out of the fog of worry by his lips meeting yours once again. He's pressing you closer with a hand on the middle of your back.

You feel like you’re high. Something about the swipe of his tongue across yours is incredibly intoxicating. He tastes oddly sweet. You can't help but feel the urge to taste other parts of him. Suddenly he's walking you backwards until the backs of your legs hit the desk he was previously sat at. It's effortless as he hoists you to sit atop the surface of the desk. He pulls away long enough to meet your eyes. You've seen his eyes when he is relaxed and soft. You've also seen his eyes when he is angry and provoked, but this look is new. It only lasts a split second, but you can see the lust practically dripping from his eyes. It's almost like looking at a wild, hungry animal, starved for food so long that they are willing to do anything for it. It makes the blood pool into your lower half.

The feeling of his teeth grazing your neck is enough to knock a pitiful moan from your throat. You've thrown your head back, hoping to give him more access. You can't help but tangle your fingers into his dark locks, occasionally pulling to hear a low groan from him. His fingers are slowly traveling up your thighs and you're getting antsy. You're so caught up, the only thing on your mind is Jay and the word 'more.' God you need more more more. His hand slides up your thigh and you're a goner when the heel of his palm digs into your core. Your mouth is pressed just next to his ear. You must sound pathetic as you whine his name.

The sound of footsteps down the hall pulls the two of you from the haze. Jay's hands are off of you in a flash as he jumps back, putting significant space between the two of you. You're both practically panting. The only sound in the room is your breathing. The footsteps must have led to the bathroom across the hall, as Jay's room is left unbothered. He runs a hand through his hair and lets out a sigh of exasperation. "Um... I'm sorry. That was..." You trail off.

You hop off the desk and walk past him, laying a hand on the doorknob.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

You walk out of his room and straight to your own. Red eyes you as you walk quickly past the card table. You're sure you'd hear about it later. You immediately shut the door behind you and take a seat on the floor in front of it.

What the hell are you supposed to do now?

3.

Just as you expected, Red is curious the next day.

"Are you okay?"

You're finding it hard to focus on anything. Which is never good in times like the present. You had a job to do and Jay was your leader. It was an inappropriate situation, but what bugged you the most was how seemingly focused and normal Jay had been acting. You turn your attention to Red. "I'm fine. Just watched a video of kitten being used as dog fight bait the other night, how could I not be?" She rolls her eyes. "You never came back last night, and then when you did you looked spooked."

You sigh. Geez...were you that obvious? "I had to talk to Jay about the mission situation, and it's just not particularly easy to talk to him. You know that." She hesitates for a moment as if thinking of what to say. "But you're okay? I'm not gonna have to watch him beat you up too?" You can't help but laugh a little at her comment. K certainly wouldn't approve, but what he didn't know wouldn't kill him. "Everything is fine, Red."

You only lied a little. But it's not like she's never lied to you. Your gaze falls to Jay for a moment. He's dressed more casual than usual, slacks and a white t-shirt. It's nice to see him relaxed.

He's explaining something to Blonde. Something about pinpointing a location. He's pointing out something on paper, maybe a map. As if it's some sick intrusive thought, you think about where his hands had been the previous night. You can still feel the burn of his hand making its way up your thigh. He starts to look up at you. You quickly pull your eyes off of him and turn to busy yourself with something, anything. You're fucked.

4.

You find yourself at Jay's door once again. Blonde had successfully got an update from an insider about the dog fighting ring the group had been watching. The group was set to deploy a rescue mission in the coming days. Who knows what could happen? Ideally everything goes exactly according to the plan. Some animals are rescued, the entire crew makes it out, and nobody is seriously injured. But it's your first mission after the incident that caused Jay's initial lecture, and you've found yourself a little nervous to be back in action.

You weren't getting any sleep at the moment. You'd all gone to bed early in hopes of being well rested, but instead you had laid in bed for a little over an hour with no sign of sleep in the near future. So you made your way to Jay. You'd be lying if you said that he had nothing to do with the reason you were losing sleep. The thought of his lips on yours is sweet but startling. You knock on his door before entering.

For once Jay is sitting in bed. He's awake. You knew he would be, because you know Jay. Even as he keeps his distance from everyone, you catch yourself picking up on his quirks over time. He's changed out of his slacks and now sports some tattered pajama pants. It's different and cute. You slowly shut the door behind you.

"Can't sleep?"

You take a seat on the edge of the bed. "I guess you could say the nerves are getting to me." He hesitates for a second. "But I am supposed to step up as your leader and encourage you. Everything will be fine. We have tackled much bigger things." You sigh. You hated knowing that you're the one causing the nerves tonight. It's never easy getting back into the swing of things after a failed mission, but being the one who caused the failure feels even worse. He's doing what he always does. He's putting his job above how he really feels, he never lets himself feel anything. If he's nervous he will tell the group that he's never been more confident. But you knew better.

"You don't always have to hide the way that you feel. It's okay to be nervous, Jay."

You lay a hand on his arm, much like he had done to you when he apologized for his anger. He's being distant. He almost looks worried to have your hand on his arm. You slowly withdraw. Maybe it was time to pretend about your own feelings. Hypocrite.

"You know- if you're feeling weird about the kiss it's okay. It was my choice and I'm sorry. It was probably way out of line-" He cuts you off. "It was." Although his tone isn't harsh, his words still sting. So he really had regretted it. You stepped over the line. Sure he participated but if you hadn't have started it-

"But I feel good when I think about it."

You can't stop staring at him. Frozen. "What?" He shrugs. "It felt good not to have to be Jay the leader and just be Jay. To do stuff I wanted to do without having to think about the consequences." The words light a small fire inside you for some reason. This is the most honest Jay has ever been with you. It's raw and it's nice. "I'm glad I could help... ease your mind."

He smiles softly and lays a hand on your lower leg that you've pulled up onto the bed. "I'm really nervous about tomorrow, Jay. I know you just said it was nice to not be a leader but I have to let you know I feel uneasy. I don't even know if I'm saying that because I'm looking for advice-" You look up at him. "-I think I just feel oddly comforted by your presence."

He scoots closer to you, legs crossed like a child. You can't help but smile. It's so unlike Jay. Jay was serious, classy, guarded. This side of Jay was open and comforting. He grabs your hand, seemingly in an effort to bring you some sense of feeling grounded. "It will work out. I promise."

There's more to be said. The fear in you rises as you face him. His hair is slightly disheveled. It reminds you of the way it looked after you had jumped apart. Messy from your fingers. Your heart is beating so fast. Why did you want to kiss him so bad? Why did he kiss you back? Did he pity you? Would these feelings ruin the mission? Would these feelings ruin your friendship with Jay? Would these feelings ruin you?

You brush a strand of hair off his forehead and sigh. "I think I am afraid of myself. Of this. I don't regret the kiss and, damn it, I think I want to kiss you again, Jay. And that makes me so scared-" You're stunned by two hands cupping the sides of your face. You can only stare, mouth open a bit in shock. He only stares back, not making a move, as if he tossing thoughts around in his head, weighing his options.

His lips are warm and familiar against yours. The butterflies in your stomach almost make you feel sick, but you compose yourself enough to put one hand on his face and one hand on his shoulder. It doesn't feel like it did that previous night. That night had been pure fire and burning lust. The fire has turned into something blossoming in your stomach and up into your lungs. He pulls away, smiling genuinely. "You can stay in here tonight if it'll calm your nerves. We can talk more when we finish what needs to be done."

5.

The ride in the truck to your destination was tense. You look out the window to see nothing by gravel road and trees. Much to Blonde’s dismay you had questioned whether he had the right location at least 5 times, all of which he had responded with a short “I know what I’m doing, Sweetheart.” You rolled your eyes.

You can’t stop the constant bouncing of your leg. You have to do anything to fill the void where your thoughts could leak in. It made you physically ill to think anymore about the possibilities of what could happen in the next hour. You can see Jay in the front seat next to K, who was driving. The sunlight bounced through the trees and hit his face perfectly. Thinking about the night before was the only thing bringing you any peace at all in your current situation.

His body pressed up against yours. Arm swung over your waist. You had actually gotten some decent sleep. It is still dark in the room, obviously still a few hours out from when you need to be up. You twist your body to face Jay. He’s still asleep, face peacefully relaxed. No furrowed brows or wrinkled skin. He is perfect you think as you brush his hair hair back lightly.

“This is it.” You’re pulled from the memory by Blonde’s voice. As the doors open, there’s…nothing. Just the same trees and dirt road as there was before. “Are you sure this is it? There’s nothing here.” Red questions as soon as her feet hit the dirt ground. “We’ve gotta go through the trees a little ways that way, but we have to stop the truck here or they’ll know we are on ‘em.” Blonde points a finger out into the vast woods.

You lock eyes with Jay. He just nods and steps in front of the group with Blonde as a guide. The woods are damp and humid. It’s not a pleasant trek, but you had definitely experienced worse in your year on the team. It’s quiet, eerily quiet. Just the rustling of your feet against the grass. Until you see it. The barbed wire fence is clear in the distance. You can hear the barking dogs and rustling chain. Jay stops and turns to the group.

“These dogs are trained to fight through drugs and other means. They can be dangerous. Just be careful and follow the plan.”

Your heart hurts at his words as they are a reminder of your fuck up but you don’t have time to dwell on it much as you hear the rustling of grass not far from you and see the flash of a human figure to your left. Fuck. It’s only two men, but they are very clearly armed with deadly weapons. Jay turns to face them, bold and brave as always. “Listen, we are-“

“We don’t care who you are, you’re trespassing.”

Jay stays silent only for a moment, holding his hands out in front of him in a sign of peace, before speaking softly, “Red, go.” And with that Red is zipping past the men and jumping the fence. Blonde and Silver are easily able to take down one of the men, leaving the other to go for Jay who is standing directly in front of him. You can feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins as Jay is knocked to the ground. You hesitate before deciding to engage.

Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up. Don’t fuck this up.

You’re able to the man off guard for only a split second before the man throws his elbow back. And suddenly everything is black.

There’s a slight ringing in your ears the next time you open your eyes, but you can tell that someone is carrying you. You let yourself slip out of consciousness once more.

“Can you hear me? Open your eyes!”

You can hear the voice before you open your eyes, and suddenly you’re taken back to New York.

Your heart is beating out of your chest. You’re watching from the van as Jay is ambushed by the Black Chalk. You’re trying not to hyperventilate and pass out. Of all the missions that have ended with law enforcement intervention, you have never seen one end this poorly.

Jay is knocked to the ground and you can see the little bits of blood seeping through his white shirt and dripping from his head. They are unrelenting, like a hoard of crows circling and gathering around a dead animal. You try to shake that thought from your head.

“K… K! We have to do something! We have to do something right now, they are gonna kill him!”

And for a moment it feels like you’ve blacked out, but you can remember what you are doing. You’ve just placed your self on autopilot. You’ve tuned out everyone as soon as Jay’s back hit the floor of the truck’s trailer. You’re climbing over him and immediately work at the buttons on his soiled shirt. You don’t even realize that there are tears flowing from your eyes until you start to see the small damp spots begin to leave marks next to the blood that has already stained.

You cradle his head, not caring about the blood that is seeping under your fingernails. “Jay, can you look at me?” His eyes are still closed but you swear you can see a small flutter of his lashes. “Can you hear me? Please open your eyes.” His eyes slowly peel open. He’s looking directly at you and you’ve never felt more relief in your entire life. You gently lay your forehead on his chest.

“Thank God.”

You open your eyes. You can tell you’re in the back of the van. You practically shoot up and that’s when the pain sets in. You hold the side of your head. “Ah shit.”

“You can lay back down.” You turn your head to see Jay at your side. He’s got a scrape on his cheek, but otherwise looks to be intact. You sigh. “Are you okay?” He smiles and nods. You don’t lay down, but turn to face him fully. “Did I fuck it up again?” He places a hand on your shoulder and shakes his head.

“Red got the evidence we needed, and everyone made it out. You got hit pretty hard. You probably have a concussion, so I’ll be be staying with you these next couple of nights.”

You immediately glance forwards at Red who is raising an eyebrow from the front seat. Your cheeks burn as you lay your head back in Jay’s lap for the remainder of the ride home.

6.

Jay does as he said he would and stays with you in the nights. You’ve slept in his bed for the past four nights. Though you realize that it has probably been long enough that you could move back into your room, you don’t want to stop. Jay’s warmth at night has you sleeping better than you have in years. So here you are on your fifth night in Jay’s bed, watching as he strips down to his boxers and climbs into bed with you. It’s starting to feel very domestic the way he bares his skin to you even though you’ve never actually had sex. It still brings a flutter to your abdomen. But in a way you start to feel like you’re taking advantage of him.

“You don’t have to take care of me anymore. I think I’ll be fine on my own.”

He looks at you for a moment, slightly concerned. “Have I made you uncomfortable?” You shake your head. “No, it’s not that, I just feel like I’m taking advantage of you.” He smiles and places a hand on your jaw. “I enjoy your company. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t got used to you being here every night.” He kisses you for the first time since the night before you’d gotten hurt, and you immediately melt into it. You missed the feeling it gives you. He breaks apart from you just to say, “Why don’t you just stay with me all of the time?” It lights a fire in your stomach.

Before you can stop to think, you are moving to straddle his hips. He gasps slightly, you’ve always been the inferior, he’s always been the one in charge, but you’re the one towering over him now. “I want you.” You can feel the way that his hip buck slightly at your words. “And I’m not just talking about sex. I’m talking about everyday, all of the time.” He just stares up at you, letting you speak.

“You can be the boss during the day, but I want you to come home and just be you at the end of the day.” You roll your hips. “Not Jay the leader or boss or organizer or anything like that. Just Jay.” He looks in absolute awe, a look you’ve never seen from him. For once, he has nothing to say, just slips a hand past your waistband and applies delicious pressure to your core. You swallow the moan that forms in your throat. The last thing you need is to have Red or Silver prying into your sex life in the morning, especially when Jay is involved.

“And if I wanna be the boss at night?” He says it teasingly, and you can’t help but giggle.

“Okay fine, but only sometimes.” You wrap a hand around him under his boxers and he groans. It feels good to be this intimate with someone, especially Jay. So you let yourself go, match his pace, and don’t stop until you’re both soaring over the edge, foreheads pressed together.

You take time to clean each other up and get comfortable back in bed before anyone can ask any questions about what you may have been doing. You lay your head on his chest. You’re so relaxed and everything feels so right for once in your life.

“I thought I was gonna lose you in New York.” It’s random, but the entire experience in the past week sent you soaring back into that headspace. “K probably thought I was crazy or hysterical. I’d never seen you so hurt, and I thought that was it. I think that’s when I knew.” He hugs you closer and presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I remember you holding the back of my head, I thought that I was dead. I don’t even really know what I believe happens after death, I guess I was just relieved that wherever I was at the time, you were there.”

You smile, content, and throw an arm over his waist.

“Glad we both made it.”

[cloudtinn]

Okja/ 옥자 (2017), dir. Bong Joon-ho.

[soupbabe]

Can I get an assortment of the Dano characters you write for with a s/o that loves to garden? Or a s/o that enjoys painting/sketching them? (I wanted to send you a request but I'm so bad at requests EEK SORRY!)

Gardening with Paul Dano Characters

Featuring: Louis Ives, Jay, Eli Sunday, Hank Thompson

T33TH HI!! I loved your idea and I think it's a cute prompt for the warmer months!! Tbh I just used this to write some of my favs + get some practice in writing some characters I barely written for! <33

Eli Sunday

- I think he would help you create a garden, whether for extra money or just for you to enjoy

- Don't exactly rely on him to do a lot of hard work though

- Sure Eli will provide the supplies and everything you need throughout the day

- but after you're done planting, he would want you to pray with him for a bountiful garden, for rain to come and bless your crops, and then that's it

- Would go on about how "we're" making great things together and how it's wonderful that you both are giving back to God's Earth

- Even though all he didn't do anything and you had to cater to the garden throughout the entire season

- Don't bring it up he'll deny it

Hank Thompson

- Hank just loves watching you garden

- He doesn't know a thing about gardening, he doesn't understand how you keep everything alive, but he is so enamored by it all

- I think he likes gifting you random seeds and house plants he thought you'd like

- Okay okay hear me out: Hank would totally love crafting those native wildflower seed bombs that are made out of mud and stuff

- He loves getting messy!! He loves spending time with you and playing with mud!!

- While it's not a traditional way of gardening, I think it could be fun night out if you and Hank went around throwing the seed packed balls into people's lawns and random patches of grass

- Then a couple weeks later, you two can go on a walk and admire your work!!

Jay

- He's so adamant about gardening, he has the greenest thumb out of the bunch

- Jay is sweet he probably has matching sunhats for the both of you

- All of his food comes from his own vegetable garden and he's so so proud of what you both accomplished together

- Even if there's wonky looking and small veggies, it happens sometimes and it doesn't deter Jay

- And if you love planting various flowers and plants? Oh he's just as in love!

- While it may not be your intention, he loves what you're doing for the local pollinators <33

- If you two had your own home I could guarantee that it just looks like a giant greenhouse. House plants everywhere.

Louis Ives

- Oh she admires your hobby so much!!

- She thinks about starting a garden of her own, planting strawberries or keeping a few succulents around all the time

- But honestly she just doesn't have a whole lot of time, so she just sticks to reading a whole bunch around it

- Yeah she's the kind of girl to think too much about flowers and it's meanings and she gives you them to show her love

- Please let her garden with you, teach her the basics of rooting and how to fence off wild animals and insects please she is begging

- Fun dates at the nursery !! Her being amazed at all the different kinds of plants and it's just an afternoon of ooo-ing and awe-ing

- Once she grows something and it blooms/ripens, she's so excited! She's sending you pictures asking if she did it right and immediately wants to gift them to you!

[spac3d0lls]

best devon bostick character?

rodrick heffley (wimpy kid)

jasper jordan (the 100)

casper galloway (dead before dawn)

leo strange (being erica)

silver (okja)

joaquin (words on bathroom walls)

billy (tuscaloosa)

other (in tags)

Voting ended onMar 28, 2023

(and why is it casper)

i’m doing this knowing that rodrick will win and jasper will be second but i wanna see what the other rankings will be

[creepling]

good night, duckling - jay (okja) x fem!reader

request: "could u possibly do a jay x fem!reader where him and Y/N have a kid together? it's like, as soon as he gets home from work, he's all over them, and he's so in love with Y/N too. he loves his family. maybe he takes his kid to visit some of the animals he's rescued too. also, maybe it gets a bit steamy (just a bit) between him and Y/N as soon as she put their son or daughter to sleep. pls?" (- anon)

pairing: jay (okja) x fem!reader

cw: jay is a mf dilf. suggestive smut at the end??

There was no discovery of where in the world Jay was because of his job. It kept you up at night not knowing where he was; if he was hurt or in trouble. You know that if he was ever in trouble, he would only inform you if he was locked up in prison.

You had another sleepless night, so you treated your daughter to a movie night once she finished her supper. Then, your daughter looked up at you and asked the question she asks at least a hundred times a day.

You had another sleepless night, so you treated your daughter to a movie night once she finished her supper. Then, your daughter looked up at you and asked the question she asks at least a hundred times a day.

"When is dad coming home?"

You never got frustrated when she asked this, even when you didn't know the answer. You both missed him when he was working. The home you shared was not as lively without his presence. Your daughter loved you and looked up to you, but there was no denying she was a complete daddy's girl. You adored the way her eyes twinkled when Jay would spend time with her. He knew the right things to do to make her laugh and smile. You fell in love with Jay when you first met him, but your love became infinite when your daughter became a part of your lives.

"Dad will be home soon. He doesn't take any longer than a month for each job. Isn't that right?" You reassured your daughter, brushing the baby hairs that wisped around her forehead.

She nodded, forcing a smile, but her face strung back to sadness. Her pouted lip and distant eyes tugged at your heart. If you could, you would string a rope around Jay and pull him back home from miles away just to see your daughter happy.

"Remember what dad said to you before he left?" You reminded, knowing it would bring a smile to her face.

"He was going to let me see the new animals!" She mused, a precious smile coming to her face. You had many animals since the family home was in the countryside. Jay bought the land and occupied the fields with animals he rescued. He wanted his daughter to grow up loving all creatures, so it was his idea of a dream family home; thankfully he achieved it. And since you stood for the cause of his occupation, you enjoyed the place you called home. With each mission he goes on, he never fails to rescue an animal and welcome it to the fields; granting it a safe haven to live. Your daughter had the responsibility to give them names, and she has come up with some creative ones over the years.

Halfway through the movie, your daughter drifted to sleep in your arms. You felt tired yourself, trying to keep your eyes open, knowing you had to stay awake to take your daughter to bed. Yet, you stayed on the couch, comforting her in your arms.

Then, the sound of the front door opening perked your attention.

It awoke your daughter and she jumped from your arms, and you got the gist of who entered with how her face beamed like a beacon of light.

"Dad!"

You turned your head as she sprinted to the front door, a smile erupting on your face as you witnessed her jump into Jay's arms. His black suit ruffled and loose from the travel, he looked tired but he had enough energy to engulf his daughter into a bear hug, lifting her from her feet and swinging her around the hallway.

"My little angel! Oh, how I missed you," He sighed, peppering her face with kisses that made her squirm and giggle.

Soon, the attention was brought to you. His loving stare grew in intensity at your presence, and just like your daughter, she ran towards him and engulfed him into a hug.

"I missed you so much," He repeatedly said, his lips by your ear and his arms around you tightened and held in place. You tried not to cry as you buried your face into his shoulder, inhaling his scent that you missed so much.

Jay eventually loosened his embrace around you, but engulfed you again as he planted a longing kiss on your lips, caressing the back of your head and keeping your balance by placing a hand on the small of your waist.

"Eww!"

Your daughter broke the passion, but it made you and Jay laugh. He stuck his tongue out at your daughter, which made her erupt in laughter, before lifting her by the waist and picking her up, embracing both of his favourite ladies in the world.

"Did you bring home any animals?" Your daughter asked her dad, her face bubbling with anticipation.

"I did," Jay muttered to her, as if it was their little secret. "But the travel was long and they need some rest. You can meet them in the morning, darling."

This made your daughter pout, making you smile at how adorable she looked when looking so pleading.

"It's time for your bedtime anyways, troublemaker." You stated, taking her from Jay's arms and carrying her to her bedroom.

"It's daddy's turn to tuck me in bed!" She exclaimed, her tiny hands outstretching to embrace her dad again.

You rolled your eyes. Typical daddy's girl. But it was excused, since she hasn't seen him in a few weeks. You stood by the door and watched as Jay took her to bed, tucking her in gently and turning on her night light. He showered his daughter in kisses, his eyes glistening as he witnessed her smile after weeks of missing the sight. He gave one last kiss on her forehead.

"Goodnight, duckling," He soothed. A hint of a smile came to your face as you heard him say that. It was the nickname he gave your girl ever since she was a baby.

As your daughter drifted to sleep, you and Jay quietly left the room. Once the door was closed, Jay brought you back into his embrace, guiding your lips to meet his again. You wasted no time and kissed him, gripping the hem of his suit jacket, his embrace filling the lonely gap in your heart that formed after weeks of not being near him.

"I will never get used to you being away for so long," You muttered against his lips, "There never goes a day where I'm not missing you. God, I missed you."

Jay nodded understandably, expressing how much he longed for you through his actions. He wrapped an arm around the small of your waist, pinning you against the wall in the hallway, his soft lips moulding into yours. You couldn't hold back the small gasp that caught on your throat, causing Jay to smirk against your lips. Even after all these years of being together, his love for you was full of passion. He worshipped you with every fibre of his being. Out of all creatures, it was you who held the dearest to his heart.

"I could say 'I missed you' a million times and it still wouldn't justify how much I really missed you," Jay confessed, his dominant hand caressing your cheek as the other palmed your hip. The way his eyes explored your facial features made your stomach flip.

"Maybe you can show me how much you missed me," You suggested, your hands finding refuge in fumbling with his tie as your eyes locked with his.

Jay let your words linger in his ears, placing his hand above your head, his body leaning closer to you. He was basically towering over you, which made you feel a sensation you haven't felt since the last time Jay was beside you.

"I'd like to show you, very much." He confessed, before indulging you in a fervent kiss and effortlessly carrying you to the bedroom.

[ficsforyou]

Hey could I request a really angst Jay (okja) one shot, maybe they get into an argument and Jay gets a little too mad and reader is v hurt. I’d love a happy ending because I’m soft inside but it’s your choice! Thank you so much!

I’m sorry

Jay (Okja) x gn!reader

Word count: 1k

Summary: In the heat of the moment, Jay says some stuff that makes you question it all.

Warnings: language, mention of vomiting, slight mention of animal abuse, violence, Jay having low key anger issues

The team was standing in Jay’s hotel room. Looking onto K’s setup of screens. You watched in horror as the screen showed Okja. The once so happy and cute pig now filling the room with her cries for help. Tears welling at the brim of your eyes. How could you do this? Wasn’t the whole meaning behind ALF to save animals?! A familiar feeling begun in your stomach and slowly went up towards your throat.

“Turn it off!”

You screamed as you ran to the toilet. Spilling your guts into the open toilet bowl. Your breath started feeling heavy in your lungs, as you felt a pair of hands holding your hair up.

“It’s ok. Just let it out.”

His calm voice rung through your head. Instantly soothing your feeling of disgust.

“Thank you.”

You managed to say in between gagging. His hands stroked your arm, before abandoning you as he walked back out to the others. They were talking loudly, almost yelling at each other. You sat there for a minute or so. Trying to feel if there was anything more to come. A loud bang, continued with even more yelling. You quickly got up and walked out the door, seeing K laying on the floor. With Jay kicking him, over and over. You hastily walked to them, and grabbed Jay. He tried pushing you away.

“Are you out of your mind?!”

You yelled at him.

“He broke the rules, he needs to pay!”

He shrugged you off as he continued to lecture K. You couldn’t keep quiet, you had always been the closest with K out of the group. Seeing him like this was awful.

“Jay, it’s enough! Leave him be!”

Jay turned around to look at you. He was clearly aggravated, something that scared you. He was always so calm and collected. Seeing him like this was like looking at a different man. He turned back to K.

“From this moment on, you are no longer a member of the ALF, you are permanently banned.”

You gave a pitiful look to K as he laid there with blood dripping from his nose.

“As for you, meet me outside.”

Jay pointed to you. Was he going to kick you out for simply standing up for K? Even though all your instincts told you to stay, you followed him outside. He looked you up and down, still with anger in his eyes.

“I need you to tell me that you weren’t working with him.”

He said, still trying to keep his cool.

“I don’t even know what he’s done, Jay. I went to the bathroom, and all of a sudden you were kicking his ass.”

Jay sighed, running a hand trough his hair.

“He lied to us. Mistranslated Mijas words. She never agreed to bring Okja to the states.”

Your mouth fell slightly open in shock. The guilt hitting you like a rock. You shook your head in disbelief.

“I didn’t know.”

You said. He leaned closer to you.

“Are you sure?”

Your guilt turned into anger. Did he really not trust you?

“Yes I’m sure! I don’t speak Korean, do I?”

You raised your voice at him. How could he have such doubts about you? It hurt deep inside you to even think that he didn’t trust you.

“No, but you’re very fucking close to him. Almost too close.”

He said, starting to get a little too close to your comfort zone. He was cornering you, and you didn’t like it.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

You fire back at him.

“It’s very suspicious, you know. The two of you don’t think anyone notice, but I do! I notice every single look, every single smile, and every single god damn touch! You’ve been acting unprofessional.”

Was he jealous? Of K?

“You’re unbelievable!”

You and K were just friends, and it would always be like that. You tried to walk past him, sick of this conversation. He blocked the way.

“Let me go.”

You said through gritted teeth. He hit the wall behind you so it made a big bang. Your heart rate went up drastically, as you thought he was going to hit you. Now he was too close.

“Have you fucked him?”

He asked calmly. Looking down at you, locking you in with his arms. You shook your head slightly.

“You’re fucking pathetic.”

“No, no. Answer the question. Have you fucked him?”

You looked up into his eyes. Staring into his soul, with hurt in your eyes. How could he think that you would’ve done that? Fucking your coworker? You knew better than that.

“No I haven’t.”

You told him coldly. He leaned even closer to you, something that you thought wasn’t even possible.

“You’re lying.”

You scoffed, and pushed his chest harshly to get him out of your way. A feeling of violation rising inside you. His defence fell for a second, and you were able to walk past. You wiped your eyes. This was not the time to cry!

“Where are you going?”

He called after you, but you just continued to walk, pulling out the key card to your room. His footsteps came closer and closer behind you, and he managed to get to you before you could close the door. You made a little struggle to close the door, but you knew he was stronger than you. At that point you didn’t care anymore, as you started packing your stuff back into your bag. You could hear him close the door behind him.

“Where are you going?”

You didn’t even look at him. The hurt of his mistrust was too much. You trusted him with your entire body, why couldn’t he do the same?

“If I’m such a fucking liar I should probably go. Cause apparently I’ve been sneaking behind your back and fucking my coworker. That’s enough to get me banned right?”

You looked over at him as you told him off. His eyes weren’t filled with the same anger he had minutes ago. He looked sad now.

“Don’t do this.”

“You almost fucking hit me!”

“That was never my intention.”

He was back to his calm self, you felt stupid for overreacting. You sighed as you sat down on the bed. Hiding your face in your hands. You weren’t crying, but you really wanted to. You listened as his footsteps approach you. He leaned down in front of you and grabbed your hands. Pulling them away from your face. Caressing them with his own.

“We just lost one man. We need you. Please, don’t let my ignorance get to you.”

He stated, looking down at the floor. You followed his every move, as he looked back up at you. You just needed to hear two words. Just two words and you’d stay.

“I’m sorry.”

[imagine--if]

Fluffy dating headcanons for Jay from Okja? Thank you, your writing's brill 💙

A/N: Thank youuu 😄 I love Jay smmm

Pairing: Jay x reader (Okja)

Warnings: Mentions of animal cruelty (ALF), fluff 💕

Dating Jay Would Include:

• Holy heck this man is the best boyfriend ever ✋🏼😩

• Calls you pet names (literally lol) like kitten and birdie, but traditional ones like sweetie and darling

• Jay's very committed to the A.L.F and the chances are you're part of it, so he trusts you and values your advice when it comes to decisions and missions

• He trusts that you can handle yourself when on missions, but worries about you a lot anyway, and doesn't want anything bad to happen to you or he'll blame himself 🥺

• If anyone makes any rude or inappropriate comments about you, he'll find it extremely hard not to throw hands, because HoW dArE tHeY-

• Yeah, man's very protective, and he's a really proud boyfriend, so he'll be holding your hand and all in public

• I mean, he won't go too over the top with PDA, but enough to let people know you're taken 🤍

• Secretly a massive cuddler and affectionate when he's not leading the A.L.F during the day, so he'll be putty in your hands behind closed doors hehe

• He's an old romantic at heart, so any dates will be planned perfectly and have roses and candles and all that stuff

• Jay texts you a lot when you're apart to check you're okay and give you little compliments telling you how pretty you look and how much he loves you 😍

• So supportive with anything you wanna achieve in the future and will do anything he can to help

• He's such a great listener, super understanding, gives the best advice when you want it

• I feel like Jay's great around the house on days that you're not doing A.L.F work, like, he's a great cook and likes everything tidy 😌

• Loves seeing you smile and will do anything for it, which includes acts of service, words of praise and physical affection... all the above lmao

• His lock screen is a shot of you when you didn't notice he was taking it, looking naturally beautiful, and whenever he sees it he feels all happy and lovestruck again 🥰

• Random point, but if you were to wear something like cat/bunny ears just casually, everyone would see him swoon because you look so cute and he's so in love I can't-

• Jay's just such a good boyfriend, you're such a power couple, hell yea 😁