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Hi can you do a Tom Sturridge with prompt “For me, we would have already married.” with actress singer reader?
"Oh my God, do you write for real people now?" Yes, if it makes my readers happy I do.
20. “For me, we would have already married.”
The new interview with Tom and Y/n is having a great success, apparently they are "everyone's goal couple" even though they still haven't confirmed that they are a couple.
"Thanks for putting these two together in the cast!"
"Damn my bisexual ass is messed up as fuck!"
"The way Tom looks at her..."
"The way they always manage to touch each other is everything to me"
"I hope they take over this relationship soon"
"Can you imagine how lucky their kids will be? Damn, the most beautiful and talented parents ever.
"Y/n's new song is about 'Blue Eyes', this is for Tom for sure!"
"They're saying my new song is about you." Y/n says sitting next to Tom with his cell phone in his hand.
"And it's not?" Tom approaches Y/n's face with a smile, and kisses her cheek.
"Is it?" Y/n teases her boyfriend who rolls his eyes and pulls her in for a kiss.
"What else are they saying?" Tom says hugging Y/n's waist, and leaning his chin on her shoulder.
"You would know if you had social media." Y/n laughs and Tom laughs along.
"I hope they take over this relationship soon, well, For me, we would have already married." Tom says making Y/n hold her breath and feel her cheeks heat up.
"Stop it!" She says pushing Tom laughing with her cheeks still flushed.
Well, imagine if she knew that he has a certain little box hidden in his things, proving that it has nothing to do with time, but with the person.
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Special | Morpheus
Sumarry – Y/n's week is bad, luckily she has Dream
Pairing – Morpheus/Dream X Reader | Word Count – 209
A/N – This is short, but it was done with kindness
Disregard the Gif caption, that smile just kills me.
"Something is bothering you, want to talk about it?" Dream says watching Y/n quietly as she pulls the grass off the ground.
"There's nothing bothering me..."
"Come on, you need this."
"It's just... it's been a rough week, and I... just wanted to get out of here." Dream watches Y/n's eyes fill with tears.
Matthew had already informed the dream that he had seen Y/n frowning for days on end, but he wanted to hear it from her.
"I think…you should prioritize yourself now." Dream says closing closer to Y/n.
"Like this?"
"You're always thinking about everyone, doing everything for everyone and you end up forgetting the most important thing, you." Y/n listens attentively to the dream words.
"But...they need me." Dream pulls a tree leaf out of her hair.
"Well, they'll have to bide their time." Y/n looks down thinking "Or I can disturb them in your dreams"
"Let's avoid this." Y/n speaks and they both smile softly.
"You can't even imagine how important and special you are, but maybe one day you'll understand that." Dream says making Y/n blush.
"And this softer side of the lord of dreams and nightmares?"
"Only for the future queen of dreaming."
Y/n: I think I hate myself
Morpheus: How can you hate the most fascinating human being on earth?
do you write for Tom sturridge (actor)?
Yes love i write
Heya
Could you write a Tom sturridge one where the reader is also in sandman and is doing press with Tom? And they’re not yet dating, but they’re friends and very touchy (or maybe they’re like fwb, but not dating yet)
Idk, something like that
Oh yes I CAN!
Interview | Tom Sturridge
Sumarry - Tom and Y/n in an interview together, can you imagine the chaos that would be?
Pairing – Tom Sturridge X Actress!Reader | WC – 519
Notes: You guys are asking me SO MUCH more stories with Tom Sturridge, but don't worry I'll do it.
"I can't believe I'm here with You guys" The interviewer says fanning himself with the papers.
"Oh thank you." Y/n says smiling and Tom smiles too.
"Did you meet during the recordings?"
"Oh yeah, maybe you don't know but Y/n was a huge fan of mine you know? I'd even say she was obsessed with me, and it was even hard to make the recordings since she was looking at me all the time." Tom says making Y/n roll her eyes, and the interviewer laughs.
"Don't do that Tom, we all know that's a big lie."
"We know?" Tom says wiggling his eyebrows.
"Do you have any embarrassing moments to remember?" The interviewer asks and they both look thoughtful.
"Oh yes!"
"Y/n please no." Tom says holding Y/n's arm.
"Come on Tom, this is great."
"No, it is not!"
"Shortly after we met, Viviene and I went out for drinks at a little bar, so when Tom arrived he looked at me very surprised and said 'Are you old enough to drink?' That was so funny." Y/n says and Tom laughs remembering the scene.
"Oh come on look at that face!" Tom says pointing to Y/n.
"Tom I'm almost your age!" Y/n laughs and Tom hides his face in his hands.
"Oh my God!" The interviewer says laughing.
"He kept apologizing to me afterwards." Y/n says still laughing and taking Tom's shoulder.
"I personally am addicted to the interaction of your characters." The interviewer says to Y/n and Tom.
"We love our scenes together too." Tom says looking at Y/n.
"And it looks like your fans do too since there are a million edits of you out there."
"Really?" Tom says surprised.
"Yes you would know if you had a phone." Y/n says teasing Tom.
"I have a phone!"
"Yes, let's pretend we believe that."
The rest of the interview went well, with lots of laughs and memes, and when it was finally over, the two said their goodbyes to the interviewer and went backstage.
"Hi kitty come here often?" Tom says coming to Y/n's side with a bottle of water in his hand.
"Only when you're not." Y/n says teasing Tom.
"Ah." Tom says putting his hand on his chest.
They smile and look at each other fondly.
"How many more interviews do we have?" Tom asks taking a sip of water.
"Until we die."
"If it's with you, fine." Y/n pushes on Tom's chest making him laugh.
Tom looks around seeing that everyone is too distracted to pay any attention to them.
"So you…want to go out tonight?" Tom asks awkwardly.
"With whom?" Y/n says teasing him.
"Oh you are a difficult woman I see." Tom says bringing his face closer to Y/n's.
"Only for goths with blue eyes." Y/n says and gives Tom a kiss on the cheek.
Tom smiles and sees Y/n walking away.
"Is that a yes?!" Tom screams.
We're all such sluts for Sturridge really 🤣 i cant even imagine the number if requests you have for him😌
Yea!!
You can't imagine!
But I'm not complaining, I'm loving writing to him ❤️😌
I'm starting a Morpheus X Angel!Reader series and I'm so excited about it!
Smile | Morpheus
Sumarry: All the angel wants is to see Morpheus smile.
Pairing: Morpheus X Angel!Reader | WC: 352
Notes: Yes, his smile kills us all.
"Soooo... do you ever smile?" The angel says following dream through the library.
"You don't have appointments?" Dream says still looking at the books.
"Don't worry about it, do you ... have teeth?" Dream finally looks at the angel.
"Do you have a brain?" The angel laughs at this, but the dream remains expressionless.
"Your humor is great Dream, I would say a comedy king."
"I'm not the king of comedy, I'm the king of dreaming." The two stare at each other in silence for a while.
"I have to go now, but see you later." The angel says waving to dream and smiling.
Do you think it ended here? No, a few years have passed, and the angel hasn't forgotten about it.
"You just don't like to smile or don't you feel like it?" The angel says arriving suddenly while dream is making its creations.
"You disappeared, where were you?" Dream says turning around and watching the angel.
"You were missing me? Felt is not, come on, admit it" The angel says that it approaches the dream.
"You're the one saying that." Dream says going back to creations.
"I've been busy."
"I noticed that, you appeared in some dreams... and nightmares too."
"I do what needs to be done." The angel says shrugging his shoulders.
Dream turns to Angel again, scanning her from head to toe.
"You look magnificent." Dream says making Angel look at him in surprise.
"Thank you Morpheus, you are also magnificent as always." Angel approaching since dream and kissing her cheek quickly.
Dream looks at Angel with wide eyes and suddenly, Angel sees Dream's lips lift in a slight smile.
"Oh my…I can't believe this!"
"Please do not." Dream turns around and starts walking.
"No no, I can't let that go, was that a smile?!" Angel says running to reach dream.
"Don't make this a big event." Dream says quietly, but the angel was in stasis.
"How can you say that? Oh Lucienne needs to know this!" The angel runs to find Lucienne and unfortunately loses the smile Morpheus has on his face.
"My beautiful magnificent angel."
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I was in bad writer's block but now that i'm back i hope you guys are ready for it 😌
oh my god my heart ached for calliope but i loved this story so much
New Beginnings | Sandman imagine
Summary: After Calliope’s cry for help, Morpheus goes to her rescue and the muse finds out her former lover has moved on.
Pairing: Morpheus x Reader
Request: Yes
When Morpheus heard Calliope’s calling he was quick to attend and free her from her imprisonment. Out of respect and honoring for the love and grief they shared, Morpheus wouldn’t be capable of lying to himself, as Calliope was undoubtedly a huge part of his story and once was the mother of his child, he couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.
He still felt an immense love for her, and it made his blood boil to find out about her confinement in the hands of Richard Madoc, so he made sure that he would get the right punishment for his atrocities, the man didn’t deserve mercy. Men such as him were rats, cowards who had to be taught a lesson.
For the first time in ages Calliope was free and while she was grateful to Oneiros she was also wondering if he still had feelings for her, out of the wrath he depicted when he imparted justice and the immense tension that filled the room when Morpheus was alone with her.
No matter how much time they spent apart, Calliope still knew her former lover like the back of her hand, and they still couldn’t bring up the subject of their son. But knowing how apprehensive the Endless was, she highly doubted he even acknowledged his pain and grief.
Seeing as he almost walked out that door and it would probably take ages for her to see Oneiros again, she dared to speak.
“May I visit you in the Dream Realm sometime…” His dark blue eyes fixated on her, shining with indescribable emotion. “So that we may finally talk about our son?”
Morpheus opened his mouth to speak, finally understanding the closeness of Calliope was a demonstration of her restraint love, a love maybe she wasn’t even aware that was still there…
But before he could say something female voice he knew very well filled his ears and draw his attention along with Calliope’s.
“Bubs?” A thin woman was outside, just a few feet away from where Morpheus was standing, she was radiant and beautiful, looking at the eternal man with love, when looking carefully at his expression Calliope could see how Morpheus’ face lighted up at the side of you, his whole face changed.
The muse’s heart shattered quietly, the bit of hope she had in Oneiros still loving her died right there. Suddenly, two little kids not older than three years old came out from under your skirt, the toddlers ran in Morpheus direction and he welcomed them with open arms.
You walked over to Morpheus and he was quick to grab you by the waist and kiss you softly. You grabbed your arms around his neck, smiling.
“I’m sorry, love. They insisted”
“It was a very nice surprise” Dream said, picking his daughter up. While your son had his eyes fixated on Calliope who’s eyes watered at the sight of the raven haired boy, he was the living image of Oneiros and her heart ached as she was reminded of the son she lost centuries ago.
For the first time since you arrived you looked at Calliope and she looked back at you, smiling lightly with nostalgia.
“I’m sorry, I’m Y/N. Queen and wife to Morpheus” you reached out your hand to her, she shook it and was reminded of the time she was his as well.
“Calliope” she replied, you nodded slightly, something in your eyes changed, it was some sort of acknowledgment. Of course you knew who she was.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you”
“Likewise” you turned to Morpheus.
“We should leave now, darling it’s getting late” your children whined, protesting.
“But we want to see the Waking World, mama!” the older twin spoke, pouting and batting his long eyelashes at you.
“We’ll have plenty of time to see it, Acanthus” Morpheus told his son, kneeling before him and pinching his nose lightly, making the boy giggle.
“You promise, papa?” Now his daughter spoke, he nodded.
“I promise, Roseann. Now please go back with your mother to the Dreaming. I’ll join you shortly” both of his children complied his command and said goodbye to their father and Calliope before vanishing with you to the Dream realm.
Morpheus looked at Calliope once again, the whole atmosphere changed when getting a glimpse of his new life. The muse now understood that was the tension she felt earlier, the nervousness from a kept secret and not an unexpressed love as she believed at first.
“A rose and a thorn…” Calliope murmured, making Morpheus smile weakly, imagining how she must felt at this specific time.
“One cannot exist without the other, and being twins… it seemed fitting. Y/N suggested it, actually” the muse giggled.
“Of course” there was a minute of silence after that. “You have a beautiful family, Oneiros. I’m happy for you” he smiled, Morpheus was truly happy now, after centuries of grief and pain and he wished the same for his former lover. But all he could say was two simple words.
“Goodbye, Calliope”
“I will never forget this. Fare you well”
Then, Morpheus disappeared in a swirl of sand, leaving Calliope standing all by herself under the moonlight, but being left with another important thing…
Freedom.
I love it
Perseverance | Sandman Imagine.
Summary: As an eternal being, love didn’t seem to be Dream’s friend, as he lost you, his one true love, but something told him you would eventually come back to him.
Pairing: Morpheus x Reader
Requested: Yes
It had always been a lonely existence as an Endless, Morpheus was mostly used to it and surrendered to the reality of his role. Love didn’t seem to fit in his world, that was until you came along.
You weren’t exactly human but you weren’t inmortal either… Morpheus fell in love with you centuries ago, and even when you perished, you would eventually reincarnate and come back to your loved one.
You had all types of appearances, bodies, but Morpheus would recognize you every single time, and every single time you had the same name.
Y/N.
The Endless tried to find an explanation to your existence but there was nothing, or at least nothing in concrete, the only thing he could find that was a very reduced answer to his constant question was that you had some sort of soul contract to the Lord of Dreams.
But this particular soul contract didn’t have an estimated time as to when will you be able to reincarnate and for what you told him, you had no control over it.
The reincarnation could take thirty or fifty years for all you knew, it could even extend to centuries and there was no true way of knowing when you came back, it was your duty to find him.
No matter how long you took, you would always make the most of your time together, because you didn’t know when you would see each other again, but every time you left at least, the King of Dreams had a new wave of memories to remember you.
You recently had died in 1755 at the Lisbon earthquake, he felt devastated but he was hopeful, because you would find him, just like every other time. So he waited.
But one day he was deprived from his freedom at the hands of an amateur occultist and he felt completely helpless.
It would be impossible for you to find your way to him now. He wanted to scream, curse, kick, anything that would ease his rage, but he remained silent.
Morpheus didn’t speak a word, even through the anger, frustration, he just waited for some opportunity to get out of that humid hell hole.
He was completely alone, cold. Until his ears buzzed as he heard a familiar voice… but it couldn’t be, could it?
Dream tried to listen with much more intent this time. He could hear footsteps fading in the distance and then it took a few seconds to hear the sound of someone coming down the stairs.
A chill ran down his spine.
You were there, somehow you were there. His beautiful Y/N, you ran to him, completely shocked and appalled by the sight of Morpheus completely bare sitting in some kind of prison bubble, he stared right into your eyes, forgetting about his imprisonment for a single minute.
For a single minute, the world ceased to exist. There was only you.
“What have they done to you?” You asked him, completely distressed. He put his hands at the sides of yours, and even when he could only feel the cold glass, he imagined for a second he was touching your hands.
“Y/N? How did you find me here?” It was the first words he spoke in God knows how many years, so his voice sounded raspier than usual. You smiled.
“I heard some whispers and I had to come close to Roderick Burgess to finally sneak in” you explained a little too simply.
Morpheus looked at you reluctantly, making you roll your eyes.
“We didn’t do anything Morpheus, maybe just a little kiss but that was it” you said, Morpheus arched a brow.
“A kiss?”
“Seriously, Morpheus? Don’t you think we have bigger problems than where were my lips?” He looked away, but he still didn’t feel comfortable with you kissing Roderick Burgess.
“I have to go, but I promise I’ll find a way to get you out of here” you said to him, before quickly leaving the place, the last thing you wanted was for Roderick to find you anywhere near his dungeon.
It had been ten years of his imprisonment and he trusted you to get him out of here, if there was anyone stubborn enough and intelligent enough to outsmart Burgess it could be you.
When you came back you were joined by Jessamy, his loyal raven. You had brought a wrench to break the glass, with your strength and repetitive impacts as well as Jessamy’s effort the polymer was starting to crack, the cracks were growing stronger and Morpheus’ eyes glowed with hope, you two shared a look.
He was going to get out of here.
But then, two loud bangs echoed through the room, the first full on impacting Jessamy, as her blood was spluttered on the cristal, you step aside from Morpheus, and he caught a glimpse of the wound you were putting pressure on, your hand was covered in blood, a few drops falling to your feet.
When you looked at him teary eyed, his heart shattered. You collapsed to the floor and Morpheus couldn’t keep his eyes off your lifeless body.
Alex Burgess was standing at the end of the stairs, his father asked him to get rid of the bodies as Morpheus sat back, feeling like his whole world crumbled before him as his loyal companion Jessamy and the love of his life Y/N died at the hands of a coward and scrawny young boy like Alex.
He couldn’t stop the tears that rolled down his eyes as they took you and Jessamy away… this wasn’t supposed to happen, you came back but this time he didn’t have a lifetime of memories to remember you by, you were brutally taken away from his side, and Jessamy as well.
With all your efforts he knew he could at least try and break free, but he didn’t. Morpheus sat in the cold of his cracked prison cell plotting his vengeance.
A century passed until he was able to punish Alex Burgess and now being regained his power he still felt a void within his soul, because nothing he did would bring you back. Only time could do that.
Present day, he sat on a park bench feeding the birds, replaying in his head your atrocious murder, he hated that was the last memory of you, how your eyes showed the fear and pain of dying too soon.
“Is the seat taken?” That voice he knew so well filled his ears, when looking up you stood before him, with a beautiful smile and the rays of the sun shining down on you.
“Y/N?” He asked, even when he could recognize you, it was unbelievable, you laughed and hugged him, he slowly pulled you in, taking in your scent, the texture of your skin, your eyes…
You sat beside him, holding his hand, he caressed your face, repeating to himself over and over that you were truly here with him.
“I’m sorry my love, I’m so sorry” he apologized, your eyes soften in sympathy with his affliction.
“No, Morpheus listen to me. The only thing I am sorry for is that I left you to deal with grief and anger, but I would do it all over again if I had to” you spoke sincerely.
“But you were murdered trying to save me and I saw how they dragged you like you were nothing. And Jessamy” he explained, bubbling with anger once again. You cupped his face in your hands, forcing him to look at you through his tears.
“I would take a bullet any day, for you. Jessamy loved you so much she risked her own life to try and set you free. Don’t weight yourself down with guilt”
You were so good to him and sometimes he felt like he didn’t deserve it.
Nevertheless, he did the one thing he couldn’t do all those years ago when he was trapped by Roderick Burgess, he kissed you. With so much intent, love and passion, the love of a man that had been waiting for you for almost three hundred years now, one lifetime was stolen away from you and Morpheus was determined to make up for the lost time.
He also promised that day, to find a way to free you from the ties of reincarnation, so you could finally be together for eternity and you could be free from the pain of waiting ages to be together for a limited amount of time.
por favor to the all writers Please could you write more stories about tom sturridge x reader? Please i need more 🥲
Hi can you do a Tom Sturridge with prompt “For me, we would have already married.” with actress singer reader?
"Oh my God, do you write for real people now?" Yes, if it makes my readers happy I do.
20. “For me, we would have already married.”
The new interview with Tom and Y/n is having a great success, apparently they are "everyone's goal couple" even though they still haven't confirmed that they are a couple.
"Thanks for putting these two together in the cast!"
"Damn my bisexual ass is messed up as fuck!"
"The way Tom looks at her..."
"The way they always manage to touch each other is everything to me"
"I hope they take over this relationship soon"
"Can you imagine how lucky their kids will be? Damn, the most beautiful and talented parents ever.
"Y/n's new song is about 'Blue Eyes', this is for Tom for sure!"
"They're saying my new song is about you." Y/n says sitting next to Tom with his cell phone in his hand.
"And it's not?" Tom approaches Y/n's face with a smile, and kisses her cheek.
"Is it?" Y/n teases her boyfriend who rolls his eyes and pulls her in for a kiss.
"What else are they saying?" Tom says hugging Y/n's waist, and leaning his chin on her shoulder.
"You would know if you had social media." Y/n laughs and Tom laughs along.
"I hope they take over this relationship soon, well, For me, we would have already married." Tom says making Y/n hold her breath and feel her cheeks heat up.
"Stop it!" She says pushing Tom laughing with her cheeks still flushed.
Well, imagine if she knew that he has a certain little box hidden in his things, proving that it has nothing to do with time, but with the person.
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mother of god this left me very horny ... thanks for giving me this! I ask you please more stories of jake or tom
But You're Not Allowed, She's Got You Under Lock and Chain - Jake Imagine (Sweetbitter)
Title: But You're Not Allowed, She's Got You Under Lock and Chain
Pairing: Jake (Sweetbitter) X Reader
Word Count: 1,406 words
Warning(s): heavily implied smut, implied is being incredibly generous, making out
Summary: (Inspired by "what a shame" by Lizzy McAlpine) (Y/n) is tired of those brief moments with Jake that led to nothing but confusion. When they finally put their foot down, will Jake actually act on very obvious tension?
Author's Note: I already wrote an imagine inspired by this song back when I did a writing challenge for the entire album, but I could not shake this idea. "what a shame" is Jake's song.
Oh, and I could use some different Jake gifs, if that isn't too much to ask (even though this gif did help me a lot when writing this)
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Jake's game started off small.
Staring at times. Smirking at me whenever he was caught. Maybe a quick wink when I grabbed a tray of drinks.
I ignored it. I figured it was meant to be playful.
It slowly escalated.
Simply staring and smirking turned into very clear innuendos. His hand would start touching mine when I grabbed drinks.
It was flirting.
I started returning the favor. The jokes and the touches. He was attractive. Really attractive. I liked having the attention. He seemed to like the attention.
It all just kept going. Kept getting more intense.
There was one night where the staff had seemingly gathered around the bar. I was in the back, just getting ready to head out for the night.
"Hello."
I jumped when I heard Jake's voice.
"Calm down," he said as he stepped over. "You always so tense?"
I chuckled. "Don't get a ton of time to... unwind."
"I see...," he stepped closer, reaching his hand out. His fingertips dragged along my lower back.
I bit my lip. I wasn't lying. I didn't get a lot of time to enjoy myself.
"Maybe you need to find someone that'll make sure you're taken care of," his low voice felt like it wrapped around me.
"Have any suggestions?"
"Maybe one..."
"Is that so?"
"Maybe."
Before I could ask any more questions, Jake walked away.
I took a shaky breath.
Those events kept happening. The moments alone. Flirting and light touching. He'd get close enough to me that my knees would feel weak. I would be ready to do anything he said. As long as I got him.
I remembered his finger gently tapping on my shoulder while sitting together at a booth. I remembered him tilting my head gently to check my neck after a customer tried to grab me. I remembered him "getting pushed" so close to me that his lips brushed a patch of my skin.
Jake was my biggest weakness. And I adored every moment of that feeling.
As those events continued and grew into more ambitious moments, it became clear to me that there was something holding him back.
He'd watch my lips but keep himself from kissing me. Tease me, but not allow himself to go any further. Make flirtatious or sexual comments but never act on any of them.
It didn't take me long after that to notice Simone's attachment. I noticed their relationship. How they interacted. He listened to everything she said. She had some kind of control over him. He liked to pretend she didn't, but it was clear as day.
I kept my mouth shut about it for so long. I was trying to keep the peace, I guess.
And then, I got tired.
A few of us had gone out together.
Jake and I had been playing the same game as we usually did, but tonight it was different. I was tired. Each touch wasn't a shock, but a damn wildfire. It was driving me insane.
I stepped away to go to the bathroom. On my way back, Jake found me. He stopped me. I didn't bother listening to him. He stepped close enough that I could almost feel the body heat rolling off of him. His cologne was intoxicating.
"Okay, stop," I muttered after a bit.
"What," Jake furrowed his eyebrows.
"You're irritating," I explained. "You say all this little thing. Flirty. You'll do this thing where you touch my arm or my back or my sides. But you will never do anything about it."
He didn't speak.
"And I get it," I shrugged, not even thinking about how much I probably should've shut my mouth. "Simone has some weird control over you. What? Does she decide who you sleep with? Or is it just a permission thing? Tell me. Do I have to ask her to allow me to sleep with you? Because I really don't want to do that. So, just tell me now."
"You think Simone has control over who I sleep with?"
"Yeah," I replied. "I really do. Because she'll whisper in your ear and then you're suddenly fine with fucking someone. It's not subtle. I would... I would just like a bit of honesty. Stop playing this little game because I am tired."
"What do you want from me," he asked. "Without ranting."
I took a deep breath. "I want to know what you want. Not what anyone else wants or allows you to do... what do you want?"
His eyes dragged along the length of my body. But he still didn't move. He didn't speak. I sighed and patted his chest a few times.
"Let me know when Simone drops the leash."
I walked away from him.
I didn't turn back around as I left the building, waving at a couple of people on my way. I didn't make it far out the door before my elbow was grabbed.
I panicked as I was dragged into the alley next to the building.
"Hey, let go-"
I was ready to swing but stopped when I saw it was Jake.
"Don't grab people randomly in New York City at night."
"You wanna know what I want," he asked, completely ignoring what I had said. "You wanna know so bad?"
I took a deep breath to calm down. "Yes."
There was another pause. A matter of seconds that felt like hours. I didn't move. I didn't speak. I let Jake have complete control over the moment.
He grabbed the sides of my face before yanking me toward him. I let out a shocked sound before I started kissing him back. He moved forward, pushing me back against the wall of the building. I grabbed at the edge of his jacket, trying to pull him even closer. That wasn't possible, but I was still trying.
I had never imagined a kiss being so frantic.
Jake was guarded, and well known for being that way. But this... this was a different story. He kissed like a man that had been deprived. A man that had been deprived and was craving something. I wonder if I seemed the same way. I didn't mind if I did.
I heard a whine fall from my lips as he pulled away.
In any other situation, I would've been embarrassed. But then, pressed against the wall of a bar, making out with the man that I had wanted for months, I found myself not caring.
He continued kissing me, now giving me a small pause in between each kiss.
"You," he grumbled between kisses. "You're what I want."
He grabbed my jaw, holding me still so I had to look him in the eye. I bit back a moan at the grip he had.
"Are you going to give me what I want?"
I hummed.
He let go of my jaw before leaning down to kiss the skin of my neck. My hands fell on his upper arms, gripping a little tighter as he did.
"Anything," I said quickly. "Anything you want, I can handle it."
He leaned back, looking me in the eye again. "Is that so?"
"Why don't you let me prove it?"
A small noise seemed to work its way out of his throat. "I like the sound of that."
The last completely clear thought I had was Jake pushing me against the inside of my apartment door and pressing his lips to my neck again.
The rest of the night felt like a jumble. An amazing jumble, but a jumble, nevertheless.
I woke up the next morning to see Jake pulling his clothes on. He looked over when he spotted me shifting out of the corner of his eye. A smirk was tugging at his lips.
I sat up, smiling back at him. "Morning."
"Morning," his eyes dragged along my body.
"What do you want," I asked, very clearly trying to tempt him.
He chuckled, walking over to the bed. I bit my lip as he leaned down, one hand on either side of me.
"Wanna see you again tonight," he muttered, brushing his lips to mine.
"I can accommodate that," I replied.
"Really?"
"Definitely," I said, shifting to instead kiss his jaw. "Anything you want. I promise."
He hummed before pulling away. "I'll see you at work."
I nodded.
I watched him walk out, waiting to hear the apartment door shut before I let out a heavy breath.
"Holy shit."
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Uncomfortable Questions - Jake Imagine (Sweetbitter)
Title: Uncomfortable Questions
Pairing: Jake (Sweetbitter) X Reader
Word Count: 2,097 words
Warning(s): PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION, mentions of grooming
Summary: (Y/n)'s relationship with Jake leads to many questions about his past. Specifically, his past with Simone.
Author's Note: This is kind of a long one. I had a goal for this. Please read with caution because this mentions some heavier topics. I tried not to dive into topics that I might not have a grasp on. [I also have softer imagines for this character coming up because I hated questioning myself so much when it came to posting this]
[@true-queen-of-mischief asked to be tagged; also, huge thank you to her for confirming my suspicions about certain aspects of Simone and Jake's relationship that I needed confirmed]
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Going on a date with Jake was scarier than it should've been.
Mostly because of Simone.
Jake and I had been friends for a couple months because we worked together. As guarded as he was, he was the only one that didn't make me feel like I didn't deserve to be there. It was nice.
When Jake asked me to dinner, I knew very little about his and Simone's relationship. I knew that there was a sexual aspect to it, but that was it. No one really befriended me at work and Jake was reserved. He didn't talk about his past much.
I wanted to go out with him. He was charming and handsome. The quiet brooding type that I had seen for years. The only problem was his relationship with Simone.
I spent the entire day before our date stressed over how I was going to bring this up.
It wasn't until I was driving to the restaurant that night that I made my decision. I couldn't pursue anything if they were involved.
Did I feel like a dick? Absolutely. Was I going to do everything in my power not to budge on what should've been a healthy boundary? Absolutely.
Jake and I met outside and found our table together. After getting seated, we had a little bit of time with the menus. I thought it would be the easiest time to talk about this. I was probably wrong, but I never claimed to be the smartest person in the world.
"I have something serious that we need to talk about," I said.
"That's never good," Jake muttered.
I chuckled nervously. "I know."
"What is it?"
"It's... wow, shit, this is difficult... it's about you and Simone," I took a deep breath. "If we're going to move forward past this, then I don't feel comfortable with you two being involved."
Jake didn't respond. He just shifted in his seat like he was suddenly understanding the weight of this conversation.
"I'm not gonna force you to completely cut her off because that would be kind of out of line and I don't know everything about your relationship, but if we're going to be involved, I would like you to not pursue her sexually or romantically or however you two were pursuing each other."
I felt like I was going to throw up. I was waltzing in here and changing things, but this was a healthy boundary for me. I would feel worse for pursuing this relationship while watching those two do... whatever they did.
When Jake didn't speak up, I assumed the worst. I took another deep breath.
"I can't force you to do anything," I continued. "I can go. I'm sorry-"
"Don't," he muttered as I went to push myself out of the booth. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Stay."
I relaxed back into my seat again. Jake reached out and grabbed my hand. I grinned at him.
"Okay," he added. "I'll do it."
"Seriously?"
I hated to doubt him, but Simone had years on me. He had no reason to choose me over her.
"I want to be with you," he replied. "If that's your condition, then I'm okay with that."
"You're sure," I asked. "You're not doing this in the moment? I don't want this to be a split second-"
"I've waited months to get you to give me a chance," he cut me off, very clearly trying to get rid of the tension. "I'm not screwing that up now."
I bit my lip to keep my smile from looking completely ridiculous.
"Alright," I nodded. "Cool."
There was a pause.
"I only brought that up now because I was going to feel really stupid if I waited for us to order food and then you said no and one of us got stuck with the bill," I said. He chuckled and shook his head at me.
"How long did you spend overthinking it," he asked.
"All day," I confirmed. "And is it overthinking if it's my normal state of being?"
"Do you want a real answer to that?"
"I'd rather not."
He chuckled again.
The rest of the night was really nice. It was like we didn't have anything to worry about. All of my hesitancy from the last few months was just forgotten.
Jake walked me to my car at the end of the night.
I was prepared to walk away with a simple goodnight when he leaned over and pressed a kiss to my lips. After a few moments of shock, I used one hand to cup the back of his head while my other hand touched his side. His hands touched my sides, pulling my body closer to his.
When he pulled away, he leaned his forehead on mine and I let out a chuckle.
"I am so happy that I said yes to going out tonight," I muttered. He laughed quietly and pecked my lips again.
"I'll see you at work," he mumbled as he stepped back. "Let me know that you got home safe."
I nodded. "I will. See you."
I got into my car and covered my face in my hands. Holy crap.
The next few months felt almost like a blur.
Work was a little awkward at first. I had to learn how to scoot around Simone at times. She seemed... upset. To say the least. She didn't actually confront me for anything. No, that'd be too easy. She had taken to passive-aggressive comments that were meant to make me look like an awful person. Or just an idiot.
Jake seemed set on letting it not get to me. He started helping me with my clever escape plans. Some people on the team saw it. They found it funny. It helped me a lot. I allowed myself to be happy regardless of how Simone tried to interrupt us.
I knew in my gut most of her resentment was because she couldn't have control over it.
I got to see a different side to Jake than those at work. He was more relaxed, affectionate. I just felt comfortable. It had taken me so long to find someone that made me so happy.
We were getting more serious as time went on.
Jake even moved in with me after some time.
Going to bed later that night felt so much easier. Waking up that morning was so much nicer. He had a fresh bag packed for the night, so it was calmer. Quieter.
"Morning," I mumbled as Jake opened his eyes to look at me. His grin made my stomach do a few flips.
"Hello," he replied.
I pressed a kiss to his palm. I heard him sigh, so I moved forward and kissed the inside of his wrist. He hummed before leaning in and kissing me properly.
"Everything's so easy with you," he muttered. "For the first time, things are changing and I'm alright."
"I didn't know you had problems with change," I replied.
"I don't know... I just... I used to kind of cling to Simone, I guess," he shrugged as he rolled on his back. "She took care of me when I was younger. After my mom's death. She just... protected me. She just never shook that habit."
"Oh?"
"I found it easier in life when I stayed by her side."
"Because she protected you?"
"Yeah."
It felt like sirens were suddenly switched on in my head. I knew about his mom and Simone taking him in, but this felt like another level. What I thought was just a possessive friends with benefits situation suddenly felt like so much more.
"Jake... how old were you when you two first got together?"
"Looking for dirty details-"
"Were you a minor?"
The joking tone in his voice fell off when he saw the look on my face.
"(Y/n), what is it?"
I took a deep breath. I didn't know what to do here. I had never been taught the right way to go about this, but I didn't feel like I had time to look.
"Jake, there's not an easy way to ask this question and I'm sorry for that," I muttered. "Jake... Is it possible that Simone... groomed you?"
He scoffed, "What? No."
There was a pause. I saw his face dropping before he rolled out of bed.
"I have to go."
"I'm sorry, Jake," I sat up as he did. "Please, just wait. I shouldn't have asked. That was stupid. I'm sorry-"
"I'll see you at work."
He grabbed his stuff and ran out to the bathroom. I just listened to the different doors slamming until I knew he had left the apartment.
What had I done?
I wouldn't know until he came back. I had gotten home earlier than him. He was frantic and worried.
"Jake," I said. I'm not gonna lie. I didn't actually expect him to come back that night.
"We need to talk about what you said this morning," he explained. "We... We really do."
"I shouldn't have said anything," I shook my head. "It's not my business. She took care of you when you needed it and me trying push some narrative with that-"
"I need to talk about it," he cut me off. "I... I don't know if you're right, but you might be and... I don't know what to do."
"Okay," I nodded. "Alright."
He just nodded back.
That night was the longest night of our relationship. He broke down every event. I barely spoke. I didn't want to lead him into some box or conclusion. I just let him explain everything.
And it broke my heart.
This man had a warped view of love and sex and affection. He didn't understand healthy relationships. Not really.
It was work after that.
But it seemed worth it.
He was getting happier. He seemed more comfortable.
I was happier watching him feel better.
It was going well.
The two of us went out after work one night after changing. We thought that we had found a nice bar that was far enough that no one from work would find us. We needed the escape.
I offered to get the first round.
Apparently, we hadn't gone far enough.
"Hey."
I looked over when Simone leaned on the bar.
"Hi," I replied, forcing a grin. Don't start a fight. It's not worth it.
"I feel like we never talk outside of work-related things," she said like she had no idea why that could possibly be. "Jake is the same way. Like he was convinced of something."
"Well, that's too bad. Any idea what could've happened with you guys?"
She sighed. "Listen, can I just offer some advice? I am the only person he's really had. I've known him a lot longer."
"I'm sure I'll be fine," I said as the bartender handed me the drink that I'd ordered.
"Let me help," Simone stepped in front of me. I let out a sharp exhale through my nose.
"Listen, I would take your advice, I really would, but I just don't need it," I shrugged. "Especially because there is one very important difference between you and me."
"Which is?"
"Well, I didn't groom someone in order to keep them in some kind of long-term relationship," I replied. Her mouth fell open slightly. I gave her a sickeningly sweet smile full of pure condescension and tilted my head a bit. "You have a great night."
I walked back over to the table where Jake was waiting. He looked tense as I set his drink down and went to sit across from him. He grabbed my hand, pulling me to sit on the same side of the booth as him, arm resting on the back of the seat behind me.
"What are you-"
He leaned over and pressed his lips to mine. I let out a small noise of shock before relaxing into the kiss. I pulled away a few moments later, smiling at him.
"I saw Simone, are you alright," he asked quietly.
"I'm fine," I replied. "I can handle myself."
"I didn't know she would be here."
"I didn't think you did," I promised. "I refuse to let her dictate what I do or don't do. If she can't get over herself, then that's her fault."
A grin formed on his face. "I like that plan."
"Thanks, I overthought about it all day," I joked.
He chuckled. "I love you."
I don't think I would ever truly get used to hearing him say those words. I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"I love you too."
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Author's Note: This is how I see Simone and Jake's relationship based on the facts that I have. I just have trouble not seeing those red flags when it comes to those two. It doesn't sit right.
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please make a request to the entire tumblr community to make more tom sturridge stories please I need more content from him
Heya
Could you write a Tom sturridge one where the reader is also in sandman and is doing press with Tom? And they’re not yet dating, but they’re friends and very touchy (or maybe they’re like fwb, but not dating yet)
Idk, something like that
Oh yes I CAN!
Interview | Tom Sturridge
Sumarry - Tom and Y/n in an interview together, can you imagine the chaos that would be?
Pairing – Tom Sturridge X Actress!Reader | WC – 519
Notes: You guys are asking me SO MUCH more stories with Tom Sturridge, but don't worry I'll do it.
"I can't believe I'm here with You guys" The interviewer says fanning himself with the papers.
"Oh thank you." Y/n says smiling and Tom smiles too.
"Did you meet during the recordings?"
"Oh yeah, maybe you don't know but Y/n was a huge fan of mine you know? I'd even say she was obsessed with me, and it was even hard to make the recordings since she was looking at me all the time." Tom says making Y/n roll her eyes, and the interviewer laughs.
"Don't do that Tom, we all know that's a big lie."
"We know?" Tom says wiggling his eyebrows.
"Do you have any embarrassing moments to remember?" The interviewer asks and they both look thoughtful.
"Oh yes!"
"Y/n please no." Tom says holding Y/n's arm.
"Come on Tom, this is great."
"No, it is not!"
"Shortly after we met, Viviene and I went out for drinks at a little bar, so when Tom arrived he looked at me very surprised and said 'Are you old enough to drink?' That was so funny." Y/n says and Tom laughs remembering the scene.
"Oh come on look at that face!" Tom says pointing to Y/n.
"Tom I'm almost your age!" Y/n laughs and Tom hides his face in his hands.
"Oh my God!" The interviewer says laughing.
"He kept apologizing to me afterwards." Y/n says still laughing and taking Tom's shoulder.
"I personally am addicted to the interaction of your characters." The interviewer says to Y/n and Tom.
"We love our scenes together too." Tom says looking at Y/n.
"And it looks like your fans do too since there are a million edits of you out there."
"Really?" Tom says surprised.
"Yes you would know if you had a phone." Y/n says teasing Tom.
"I have a phone!"
"Yes, let's pretend we believe that."
The rest of the interview went well, with lots of laughs and memes, and when it was finally over, the two said their goodbyes to the interviewer and went backstage.
"Hi kitty come here often?" Tom says coming to Y/n's side with a bottle of water in his hand.
"Only when you're not." Y/n says teasing Tom.
"Ah." Tom says putting his hand on his chest.
They smile and look at each other fondly.
"How many more interviews do we have?" Tom asks taking a sip of water.
"Until we die."
"If it's with you, fine." Y/n pushes on Tom's chest making him laugh.
Tom looks around seeing that everyone is too distracted to pay any attention to them.
"So you…want to go out tonight?" Tom asks awkwardly.
"With whom?" Y/n says teasing him.
"Oh you are a difficult woman I see." Tom says bringing his face closer to Y/n's.
"Only for goths with blue eyes." Y/n says and gives Tom a kiss on the cheek.
Tom smiles and sees Y/n walking away.
"Is that a yes?!" Tom screams.
totally agree with this
I think we need some more tom sturridge fanfiction that isn't morpheus but like his other characters. I must say morpheus hot but Tom's other characters he's played are also pretty cool. Just putting it out there people