#Jesse Swanson Imagine

[badasgirlfriend]

hi I love your jesse Swanson x reader stories. Loved them!! If you're still doing requests, could I request a jesse Swanson x reader where the reader is also a singer and is in the bellas and do the part in pitch perfect 1 where they do the riff off and Jesse sings feels like the first time and do the reader rapping instead of beca?

Pretty Boy | Jesse Swanson

pairing: jesse swanson x fem!reader

fandom: pitch perfect

a/n: hii thank u for the req and sorry for taking so long i was ia for a bit, i only changed the ending bc i dont like the song because beca raps (dont attack me) hope u like it<3

"Come on, sing along," Chloe chirped, gesturing for Y/N to join the Bellas as they prepared. Y/N just shook her head, feeling anxious, riff of, what they called it wasn't her thing. But Chloe didn't seem to notice.

"Nah, I'm good," Y/N said, attempting to be polite. Chloe just nodded in response and flashed a smile of support as she joined her friends

Y/N noticed Jesse gazing at her, and she stared right back with a curious expression. Jesse cracked a mischievous smile, then madr a thumbs-down gesture and mouthed, "You're going down."

Y/N giggled as she let loose a playful blow kiss right at him. only for him to catch the kiss midair and press it against his heart

Y/N was relieved that it was night and that Jesse was too far away from her to notice her blushing. But this exchange had not gone unnoticed by Aubrey, who had been watching their whole interaction from the beginning.

"Go, Stacy!" She cheered for her closest friend as she stole the spotlight from Donald. Everyone's eyes were on her

"Baby, all through the night I'll make love to you," Fat Amy chimed in, but Jesse stepped in front of her, stopping her mid-song.

"And I guess it's just the woman in you," he sang, making the Belles groan. The rest of the group made their way to their designated spots, grumbling in protest.

"That brings out the man in me" he pointed at Y-Y/N smiling

"Idiot" she muttered trying to hide her grin

"It feels like the first time" he continued singing, opening his jacket to show his chest. He placed his hand on his heart just like before and winked at her

"Feels like the very first time"

Y/N didn't understand where her newfound confidence was coming from, but she suspected the drinks she had earlier might be playing a part. Yet, she was also convinced Jesse was behind her feelings. Without giving it any thought, she charged towards Jesse, eager to take advantage of the moment.

"it feels like the first time-"

"It's like everytime they turn the lights down," Y/N cut him off with a sly smirk and Jesse's eyes widened in amusement. He backed away and gave Y/N the spotlight with a round of applause. "just wanna go that extra mile for you"

She looked at the crowd and everyone was staring at her confused, even the Bellas.

'extra mile..?" Aubrey muttered trying to remember the song

Y/N was now regretting her decision as everyones eyes were on her, even the Bellas weren't backing her up

'Seriously does no one know this song' she thought to herself

Jesse's encouraging smile gave her the confidence she needed to dive back into the song "Go on,"

"We can get down," Y/N sang, now more in tune "Like there's no one around"

Amy and Stacey both gasped as they began to understand what Y/N was singing. Stacey had already joined in the song, her voice perfectly harmonizing with Y/N's. The two Belles' vocals blended together seamlessly, now with Amy joining them

"We keep on rockin' we keep on rockin"

"Cameras are flashin'" Amy made camera noises towards Emma and Stacey as they grinded on each other "while we're dirty dacing"

Jesse let out a sharp "woah" as Emma danced. One of the Treblemakers patted Jesse's shoulder in encouragement. Jesse didn't care about the outcome of the competition; if losing meant he got to see Y/N like this, he would willingly come up as the losing team every time.

In his eyes, Y/N was breathtakingly beautiful. Every laugh was like a melodic refrain that made his heart race a bit faster. His eyes were glued to her every movement, especially the graceful twirls that she would execute.

"They keep watchin' they keep watchin" The rest of the Bellas all joined in, singing the lyrics with the trio, except for Audrey, who seemed oblivious to the song.

Seeing as the crowd was completely caught up in Y/N's performance, she turned towards them and sang in a louder voice, "Feels like the crowd is saying", prompting the audience to join in with

"Gimme, gimme, more gimme more gimme more." Y/N beamed in satisfaction as everyone joined in and sang along with her.

"Anddd, we're out" Y/' said as they finished the song, everyone clapping and cheering. Jesse laughed joining the applause. Before he could say anything the MC came

"Okay funs over sorry laddies the word you needed to match was 'It' not 'It's'. You are CUT OFF" he shouted and the trebles cheered

"What when did that rule happen" Chloe shouted

"Whatever stupid riff off"

Y/N smiled, her expression showing no sign of disappointment. As she saw Jesse in the crowd, she sent a warm, appreciative smile and said, "Congratulations, pretty boy."

Jesse grinned mischievously and replied, "Does the winner get a gift?"

"You wish" Y/N rolled her eyes

This was the moment, Jesse thought to himself, the perfect instant to ask Y/N out. "Hey, I was wondering if maybe..."

But before he could finish, Audrey abruptly interrupted, "Y/N! We have to go."

Disappointed with the interruption, Jesse turned to Audrey, his expression one of annoyance.

"Sorry, chief's calling," she said with a light chuckle

"I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked

"Definitely," Y/N replied,

Y/N followed Audrey and then suddenly stopped, turning to face Jesse once again "Jesse," she breathed, her eyes shining with determination.

With swiftness, she leaned in towards Jesse and planted a brief kiss on his cheek, leaving him completely stunned and unable to hide his flush of surprise.

"Good night"

As Y/N hurried away, Jesse was left standing there, his face flushed with surprise. His hand was still covering the spot on his cheek where the unexpected kiss landed he murmured to himself

"Good night... fucking hell." He shook his head the grin never leaving his face

[velvrei]

messy makeout with sub!jesse swanson

he had never done this before. let alone with an older girl.

not only were you a bella, and he was a treblemaker, which meant the acts you were currently involved in were forbidden. somehow that made it so much hotter.

but jesse only first met you at signing day. you were sat in the bella’s booth next to aubrey, with your short little skirt. jesse felt like a perv for the thoughts he had then and there. but here he was, in his dorm, his bed, under you, each leg of yours around him, straddling his muscular frame. he didn’t feel like a perv now knowing these feeling were reciprocated.

“mmm,” his whine was heavily muffled by the kiss, “so pretty,” his compliment made you giggle, as your hand tangled within the back of his hair, tugging and feeling satisfied with the sounds that resulted from it.

“yeah?” you said in between kisses, “i think you’re pretty, jess. *kiss* you know that?”

“you like when i tease you don’t you?” your hips rolled against his clothed core, his head fell back which gave you full access to his neck, to which you began pressing long and wet kisses down his neck, even nibbling here and there.

“fuck!” his voice was still his usual tone.

jess wasn’t one to go super high pitched unless he was climaxing, but he sure damn was close with such a beauty like you manipulating his pleasure. jesse’s hips buckled.

he never saw himself as being this submissive until he found the right woman. and although it had been a little over a month sense you two had met. usually it would take him longer to get so attached to someone. but when you know, you know.

he definitely knew.

you were the only woman he would let dominate him and treat him like a slut.

[navia3000]

heyy :)

(if you’re open to this)

Could you do a jesse (from pitch perfect) x reader ?

Honestly this man doesn’t get enough love on tumblr and it’s so frustrating 😔😔

hope ur having a good day !! :)

d o n ’ t y o u ( f o r g e t a b o u t m e )

Includes : Jesse Swanson

Genre : Fluff

Warnings : Cursing

Based on : Don’t you (forget about me) by Simple Minds

A/N : Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting! I’m so sorry this is so short, I didn’t really know what to write but I hope it lived up to your expectations :)) have a good day, lovely!

She could feel the beads of sweat dripping down her face, her feet rushing her to her destination. She was running late to her class on her first day of school, mentally chiding herself for being so careless.

She wasn’t looking where she was walking, too distracted by the anxiety running through her body, when she walked right into somebody else. She instantly felt two strong hands grab her waist, hoping to steady her, and she also felt the unpleasant burn from the coffee she was hoping to drink on her torso.

“Ah, shit!” She exclaimed. She hadn’t yet looked at who she ran into, her attention on her burning chest.

“Are you okay?” A man’s voice asked. Realizing her mistake, she looked up, and she felt as though Cupid shot an arrow right through her heart. She became addicted to the chocolate brown eyes looking into hers, she fell in love with the lips that were downturned in concern. “Are you alright?” He asked again after receiving no response the first time.

She snapped out of her trance, “yeah! yeah, Im so sorry, that was totally my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she watched as his eyes trailed down to her coffee-stained shirt, and he winced. “I’m sorry about your shirt.”

“It’s alright, I’m more upset about the lost caffeine,” she joked, trying to have as long an interaction with the mysterious man as possible, her class long forgotten.

He stared at her for a moment, his lips tilting up into a smirk, “well, maybe we can get some coffee sometime, you know, to make up for it.” To say she was shocked was an understatement. She wasn’t expecting him to ask her out, she thought they would go about their days, his encounter with her far from his mind.

“I would love that!” She rushed out. She flushed from embarrassment at how quick she was to say yes, and he saw it too. He chuckled, eyes twinkling as they looked into hers.

“We could go now,” he suggested, something seemingly labeled as hope taking over his face and tone.

She hesitated, thinking about how horrible of a student she would be if she skipped class on her first day of college, but made the mistake of looking into his eyes, becoming enchanted into saying yes.

From that moment in time, a beautiful friendship bloomed, soon morphing into something more, something unforgettable.

Don't you, forget about me

Don't, don't, don't, don't

Don't you, forget about me

[ellswritings]

The Flirting Game

Aka the three times you make him blush, and the one time you don’t.

Jesse Swanson x reader

TW: Cocky reader, romantic tension, and tooth-rotting fluff.

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Barden University was never Y/N’s first choice in a college. In fact, college was never even on her radar in the first place. The girl’s original plan after graduating high school was to make it big as a singer. She could dance, sing, and act if she really wanted to. But her voice was something she’s always relied on when it came to being successful. Unfortunately, her desire to be famous and successful was shut down by her parents. Her mother being a neurosurgeon and her dad being the governor of the state of California, the were both very insistent she go to school. Even if it was just for a backup plan.

Needless to say, they won that battle.

They told her they could pay to send her to any school of her choosing, but Y/N refused. She’s always been one to do things and accomplish them based on her own merit. She applied to multiple different schools, and Barden was the first one to reach out and say she had been accepted. Does she regret not waiting before accepting their offer? Yes. Mostly because her grades got her into Columbia University, but that would’ve been way more expensive. And she’s determined to pay her way through college on her own.

The hallway outside the audition room is buzzing with nervous excitement. Y/N takes a deep breath, grateful to be out of the intense environment, but as soon as she steps into the hallway, she spots someone leaning casually against the vending machine. His dark hair is slightly tousled, and there’s a playful glint in his eyes.

“Hey,” he calls out, a smirk playing on his lips. “You were just in there, right?”

Y/N arches an eyebrow, assessing the stranger for a second. He’s cute, that much is obvious, but there’s something almost too confident in the way he’s looking at her. “Maybe,” she responds coolly. “You stalking the auditions or something?”

He chuckles, stepping away from the machine and sauntering toward her. “No, no. Just... happen to be waiting for a friend who hasn’t gone yet,” he explains kindly. “I caught a bit of your performance.”

“Oh yeah?” Y/N crosses her arms, intrigued despite herself. “And how would you rate it? Since you took the time out of your day to stand here and listen. I’m sure you have plenty of critiques.”

He grins, holding his hands up in mock surrender. “No critiques, I swear. Just... admiration.”

“Admiration,” she echoes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That’s cute.”

He blinks, clearly taken aback by her forwardness. “Uh, thanks? I mean, I was being serious. You’re good.”

Y/N smirks, stepping a little closer. “I know I’m good, but I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”

The guy stumbles over his words, clearly not expecting her confidence. “Right, yeah. I just thought—”

“You thought what?” she interrupts, her eyes glinting with mischief. “That you’d swoop in with some charming lines and I’d be all impressed?”

He laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, when you say it like that...”

Y/N narrows her eyes playfully. “What’s your name?”

“Jesse,” he says quickly, extending his hand with a sheepish smile. “And no, I wasn’t trying to, uh, swoop in. Promise.”

She looks at his hand for a moment before shaking it. “Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He’s still holding her hand a little longer than necessary, and Y/N raises an eyebrow.

“You planning on letting go anytime soon, Jesse?”

He immediately drops her hand, flustered. “Right, sorry. So, uh, what group are you hoping to get into?”

“I’m not hoping,” she says smoothly, leaning against the wall. “I know I’m getting in.”

Jesse chuckles, clearly impressed but still trying to regain some ground. “You’ve got confidence. I like that.”

Y/N tilts her head, smirking at him. “Confidence is everything. Wouldn’t you say, Swanson.”

Jesse opens his mouth to reply, but then pauses. “Wait, how’d you know my last name?”

Y/N grins, leaning in slightly as she whispers, “You’re not the only one who likes to scout out the competition. Just the only one dumb enough to make yourself known.”

He’s visibly flustered now, and Y/N revels in how easily she’s thrown him off his game. “Touché.”

“Better luck next time,” she teases, pushing off the wall. “Catch you later, Jesse.”

She gives him a playful wink before walking away, leaving Jesse standing there, completely dumbfounded and wondering what just happened.

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The empty arena is buzzing with post-initiation excitement. The Bellas, Trebles, and other a capella groups are scattered throughout the empty space, celebrating in their own ways. The air smells like cheap beer and adrenaline, but Y/N’s more entertained watching the chaos than participating in it.

She stands behind one of the many rows of concrete seats. Stars twinkle in the sky as sips her drink. A small smile makes its way onto her face as she watches two of her new acquaintances, Beca and Chloe dance together on the floor. Beca is a lot more stiff than her redhead counterpart, but at least she’s trying to show she’s interested. Suddenly, Jesse appears out of nowhere, his eyes lighting up when he spots her. He’s clearly tipsy, his steps a little uneven, but his usual cocky grin is still in place.

“Well, well, well,” he says, stumbling to a stop in front of her. “Look who’s all cool and aloof.”

Y/N arches an eyebrow, smirking. “Look who’s all drunk and sloppy.”

He lets out a laugh, running a hand through his hair. “I’m not that bad, am I?”

“You’re one wrong step away from falling down the steps,” she teases, eyeing him up and down. “But hey, I’ve seen worse.”

“Worse?” Jesse echoes, stepping a little closer, his smirk widening. “That’s not exactly reassuring.”

“I didn’t say I was trying to reassure you,” Y/N quips, taking another sip of her drink. “Maybe you need to be taken down a peg.”

Jesse grins, clearly emboldened by the alcohol. “Oh yeah? You think you’re up for that challenge?”

Y/N chuckles, stepping forward until she’s barely inches away from him. She can feel the heat radiating off his skin, and she knows she’s got him right where she wants him. “I don’t think it’d be much of a challenge, Swanson.”

Jesse’s breath catches, and for a moment, he looks like he’s about to say something clever, but Y/N beats him to it, placing her hand on his chest. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

“Flustered?” Jesse tries to sound offended, but his voice comes out a little too high-pitched. “I’m not flustered.”

Y/N just grins, leaning even closer, her lips hovering near his ear. “Oh, you definitely are.”

Jesse shivers, and Y/N can see the way his face flushes. He’s definitely flustered, and she’s loving every second of it.

“You’re... you’re dangerous,” he mutters, trying to compose himself. “You know that, right?”

“Dangerous?” she echoes, her voice dropping to a low, teasing tone. “Perhaps,” she smirks calmly. “Would you like to find out just how dangerous I can really be?”

Jesse’s eyes bore into hers. She can smell the beer on his breath, but it doesn’t deter her. The skin from his neck to his cheeks is completely red. She snakes her hand up and places it gently on the back of his neck, messing with the baby hairs that rest there. She can feel the heat of his skin, despite the chills that erupt on his body from her touch. He doesn’t move away from her. In fact, his lips part just slightly, showing just how desperately he wants to play with danger.

For a brief moment, she considers closing the distance between them, maybe even kissing him just to see how he’d react. But instead, she pulls back at the last second, her smirk widening as she watches him try to recover.

“Maybe next time, Swanson,” she says, giving him a playful pat on the chest before walking away, leaving him standing there, completely dumbfounded.

Jesse watches her retreat, shaking his head in disbelief. “What just happened?” he mutters to himself, still grinning.

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It was late, and the campus was unusually quiet as Y/N and Jesse stepped out of the radio station, the night air cool against their skin. They’d spent the last hour bickering over their favorite songs, Jesse defending his love of 80s rock, while Y/N insisted that nothing could top early 2000s pop hits. Their conversations were always easy, filled with sarcasm and teasing, but tonight had been different—there was something in the air, some undercurrent that neither of them seemed to acknowledge.

Being in the Barden Bella’s could be difficult at some points. Especially with Aubrey Posen breathing down all of their necks. The blonde woman has a vendetta against one specific a capella group, the Treblemakers. Unfortunately, that was the group Jesse got recruited into.

During hood night, Aubrey was practically fuming when she saw how Y/N was with Jesse. In fact, she confronted the girl during rehearsals the following week, telling her if she saw anything like that again, Y/N would be out of the group. She, of course, didn’t take Aubrey’s warning very seriously. She’s already lost two girls based on this vow, and at the rate they’re currently moving at, if she gets rid of Y/N, there’s no way they’d win at Lincoln center.

For a while, she did try to avoid Jesse, just to keep the peace. But she realized it was too addicting to mess with the boy. He just made making him flustered way too easy. It’s almost addicting. So when he offers to walk her home, how could she turn down such an ample opportunity.

Jesse walked beside her, hands shoved in his jacket pockets, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. He hesitated for a second before breaking the silence. “You want me to walk you to your dorm?”

Y/N didn’t miss a beat, her lips curling into a smirk as she gave him a sidelong glance. “What’s this? Jesse Swanson, my personal bodyguard?”

He chuckled, though it came out more nervous than he intended. “Just thought I’d be a gentleman, you know? Make sure you get back safe. It’s dark out.”

“Mmm,” Y/N hummed thoughtfully, pretending to consider it. “And what do I owe you for this gallant service? A song request at the station? A mixtape of all your favorite 80s ballads?”

Jesse laughed, shaking his head. “Nah, I wouldn’t subject you to that again. How about just… your eternal gratitude?”

Y/N stopped walking abruptly, turning to face him. She crossed her arms over her chest, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Eternal gratitude, huh? That’s a pretty tall order, Swanson.”

Jesse stopped too, grinning at her, though there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. “I’ll settle for a ‘thank you,’ maybe a smile. I’m a simple guy.”

“Oh, just a ‘thank you’? Such modesty.” Y/N stepped closer, her voice dropping to a lower, more playful tone. “And here I thought you were after something more.”

Jesse blinked, visibly caught off guard by her sudden proximity. “Uh, I—” he started, but whatever comeback he was searching for seemed to die in his throat as he stared at her.

Y/N laughed softly, clearly enjoying how easily flustered he got. She placed a hand on his arm, her touch light and teasing. “Relax, Jesse. I’m just messing with you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Jesse muttered, shaking his head as if to snap himself out of it. “You’re too good at that, by the way.”

“Good at what?” she asked, though the mischievous glint in her eyes told him she knew exactly what he meant.

Jesse huffed, exasperated. “Getting under my skin.”

Y/N arched an eyebrow, leaning in even closer, her breath brushing against his ear. “Maybe you’re just too easy to get under.”

Jesse swallowed hard, his breath catching in his throat. “Maybe,” he murmured, though it sounded more like a concession than an actual response.

They stood like that for a beat too long—her close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body, her lips so close to his cheek that if he turned just slightly, they’d touch. Jesse’s heart was pounding in his chest, and for a split second, he thought maybe this was the moment. But then, in true Y/N fashion, she pulled away with a grin, breaking the tension as easily as she’d created it.

“Come on, Swanson,” she said, her voice light and teasing. “Let’s get going before you make this weird.”

Jesse let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding and fell into step beside her, his brain still trying to catch up with what had just happened. “Right,” he muttered, trying to regain some semblance of composure. “Wouldn’t want things to get weird.”

But as they continued walking, Y/N couldn’t help but glance over at him every now and then, a small, amused smile tugging at her lips. She loved how easily she could fluster him—it was like a game. And the best part? Jesse seemed to enjoy playing along just as much.

“So,” she said after a few moments of silence, her tone casual, but the mischief in her eyes was unmistakable. “Does this gentlemanly escort service come with a guarantee? Like, if I get jumped, are you actually going to throw punches? Or just stand there looking pretty?”

Jesse laughed, though he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “I’d throw punches. Maybe not good punches, but punches nonetheless.”

“Oh, great,” Y/N teased. “So I can count on you for a half-hearted swing and then some pretty-boy posturing?”

Jesse scoffed, pretending to be offended. “Pretty-boy posturing? Please. I’m more than just a pretty face, Y/N. I’ve got charm. Wit. Unmatched banter skills.”

“Uh-huh,” she replied, clearly unimpressed. “Keep telling yourself that.”

He shot her a sideways grin, eyes twinkling with mischief. “You don’t believe me?”

“Believe you?” Y/N repeated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, I believe that you think you’re charming. But as for the rest of us? Jury’s still out.”

Jesse placed a hand dramatically over his heart, feigning hurt. “Wow, way to bruise my ego, Y/N.”

“Your ego needs bruising,” she quipped. “It’s getting way too big for your head.”

They both laughed, the sound echoing across the quiet campus as they continued walking. But as they neared her dorm, the playful banter between them started to fade, replaced by something more—something neither of them seemed willing to address head-on.

Jesse slowed his pace as they reached the entrance to her building, turning to face her. “Well, here we are.”

“Here we are,” Y/N echoed, her voice softer now, the teasing edge gone.

There was a brief, awkward pause as they both stood there, neither of them quite sure how to end the night. Jesse shifted on his feet, glancing at her with that same unsure smile he always gave her when he was nervous. “So… goodnight?”

Y/N smirked, taking a step closer to him, her voice dropping to that playful tone she knew always got under his skin. “That’s it? I thought I owed you my eternal gratitude.”

Jesse blinked, caught off guard once again. “Uh, right. I mean, you could—”

She didn’t let him finish. Instead, Y/N reached out, grabbing the collar of his jacket and tugging him closer, her lips hovering just inches from his. “Thanks for walking me,” she whispered, her breath warm against his skin.

Jesse’s brain short-circuited. He could barely think, let alone speak. “Y-you’re welcome.”

Y/N grinned at how flustered he was, enjoying every second of it. But just when it seemed like she might close the distance between them, she let go of his jacket and took a step back, leaving him standing there, dumbfounded.

“Goodnight, Jesse,” she said with a wink before turning on her heel and heading inside, leaving Jesse standing there, still trying to process what had just happened.

As the door closed behind her, Jesse let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Damn it,” he muttered to himself, shaking his head with a small, defeated smile.

She’d won this round. Again. But something told him he wasn’t quite ready to give up the game just yet.

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Backstage at Lincoln Center, the buzz of excitement was electric. The Bellas were huddled together, running through last-minute vocal exercises, but Y/N’s mind wasn’t exactly on the task at hand. Sure, she was ready to perform, confident in their setlist and her place in the group, but something else was pulling her focus tonight—Jesse.

He wasn’t being his usual goofy self. Well, not entirely. Y/N had noticed a shift in his behavior over the past couple of days. The playful glances they exchanged weren’t just playful anymore. They were heavier, more intense, and laced with something unspoken.



Aubrey surprisingly found a way to let loose. She apologized to Y/N for her rude behavior and actually gave her ‘blessing’ for their weird relationship. Not that she needed the woman’s blessing, but it was nice to know that she wouldn’t be kicked out of the group for simply playing with the poor boy.

Now, as she stands off to the side, letting out a long breath to calm her nerves, she could feel Jesse’s eyes on her again. When she glanced across the room, there he was—watching her from where he stood with the Treblemakers, leaning against the wall with that stupid grin she’d grown way too fond of.

She raised an eyebrow, and instead of backing down, Jesse pushed himself off the wall and began making his way toward her. The confidence in his stride was new, different from the easy-going, jokey guy she’d spent so much time teasing.

Y/N forced herself to focus on her breathing. It’s fine. He’s just being Jesse. But the closer he got, the more she realized that whatever this thing was between them, it was building to something—and fast.

When he finally reached her, Jesse stopped just in front of her, standing a little closer than usual. He tilted his head, giving her a once-over before meeting her gaze with a grin. “You look ready to kill it out there.”

Y/N smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Oh, I am. The real question is—are you ready? Because I’ve heard you singing your set, Swanson. And, I mean... it’s cute, but it’s not exactly mind-blowing.”

Jesse’s grin widened. “Oh, it’s cute, huh? Cute enough to beat you?”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, not missing the flicker of determination in his eyes. He wasn’t backing down tonight, and it was... kind of hot. “Not a chance. You forget, I don’t lose.”

Jesse stepped closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from his body. His voice dropped, the playful edge still there but darker, more serious. “See, that’s where you’re wrong. Tonight... you are definitely losing.”

Y/N blinked, thrown by the boldness of his words. “Bold move,” she nods. “But let’s be real—you’re all talk.”

Jesse chuckled softly, his hand reaching out to gently tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The movement was so unexpected, so intimate, that Y/N felt her heart skip a beat. “I’m not all talk, Y/N. Not with you.”

She swallowed hard, trying to keep her cool, but the tension between them was palpable. She’d been in control of their banter for weeks, but tonight, Jesse was flipping the script, and it was starting to get to her.

“Oh yeah?” she said, keeping her voice low as she looked up at him through her lashes. “Then prove it.”

Jesse’s grin turned wicked. He leaned in slowly, his face inches from hers, his breath warm against her skin. “Careful what you wish for,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke.

Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine, but she refused to let him see how much he was affecting her. “I’m not scared of you, Jesse.”

“Good,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing over her skin with a touch that was both gentle and possessive. “Because I’ve been dying to do this since I met you.”

Before Y/N could respond, Jesse closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a kiss that was anything but playful. It was slow, deliberate, filled with a quiet intensity that made her knees go weak. She wasn’t used to this side of him—the one that took charge, that knew exactly what he wanted and went for it without hesitation.

For a moment, Y/N let herself melt into the kiss, her hands instinctively reaching up to grip the front of his shirt. The world around them seemed to blur, the noise of the backstage chaos fading into the background. It was just them—just this moment.

But then, just as quickly as it started, Jesse pulled back, his forehead resting against hers as he caught his breath. He didn’t move away entirely, though. His hand remained on her cheek, his thumb still tracing lazy circles on her skin.

Y/N blinked, trying to process what had just happened. “That was... unexpected.”

Jesse smirked, his voice low and full of mischief. “I told you. I’m not all talk.”

Y/N narrowed her eyes, though there was a playful glint behind them. “You think one kiss is going to rattle me? Please, I’ve had better.”

Jesse chuckled softly, clearly not buying her bluff. “Sure you have.”

Y/N bit her lip, determined to regain the upper hand. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “You’ll have to do better than that if you want to win.”

Jesse’s breath hitched, and Y/N knew she’d gotten to him. For a moment, she reveled in the victory, but then Jesse did something she wasn’t expecting—he took a step back, giving her space, but his eyes never left hers.

“You know what the best part about all of this is?” he asked, his voice calm, almost cocky.

“What?” Y/N replied, crossing her arms again, her gaze wary.

Jesse’s grin was slow, confident. “The fact that you’re going to be thinking about that kiss every time you see me. And when we’re out there performing, you won’t be able to stop thinking about it. About me.”

Y/N’s heart raced, but she forced herself to stay cool. “You really think you’ve got that kind of power over me, huh?”

Jesse stepped closer again, his eyes never leaving hers. “I don’t think it—I know it.”

For once, Y/N didn’t have a comeback. He was too confident, too sure of himself, and she hated to admit it, but he was right. That kiss had rattled her more than she’d like to admit.

Jesse’s grin softened as he reached out, his hand brushing against hers briefly before dropping back to his side. “See you out there, L/N. Try not to get too distracted.”

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Y/N standing there, her mind spinning. She watched him go, her eyes narrowing as he disappeared into the crowd of performers.

Damn him.

He was winning, and he knew it.

But Y/N wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. If Jesse thought he had her figured out, he had another thing coming. She’d play along for now, but the next round? That would be hers.

As she rejoined the Bellas, she tried to shake off the lingering heat of the moment, focusing on the competition. But as they prepared to do their group pep talk , she couldn’t help but glance over at Jesse one last time.

He caught her eye as the rest of the Trebles walk out on stage, the music starting. A knowing smirk covers his face, as he gives her a subtle wink.

Y/N rolled her eyes, but there was a smile tugging at her lips.

This wasn’t over.

Not by a long shot.

[ridiculously-over-obsessed]

Did I fever dream it, or is there a video out there of Sk*lar Ast*n bitching about Pitch Perfect and bechloe??? Like I feel like it was a screen record of a live he did but I cannot find it anywhere 😭😭😭

[thebookbindersblog]

Good Evening all,

Today was another eventful day filled with exploration. We took advantage of the hop on/hop off bus gifted to us by Susie’s friend Jess. With that we saw the opera house and pantheon. Both were quite exquisite sights.

For those of you that don’t know, some parts in Paris have signs for crocodile crossing. It’s either that or a sign to warn you of Frenchmen with huge mustaches.

We stopped by a restaurant close to our hotel this evening and had an amazing time. Susie got Rigatoni in a truffle cream sauce. It was delicious. I ended up getting veal because I’m trying to be the best Ron Swanson possible.

Suddenly while enjoying our dinner a got damn thunderstorm rolls in while we are eating outside. The locals were unfazed while I was getting drenched in gallons of water. Just when it was getting bad enough to leave they put out their automatic awning.

After our first rain experience in Paris we walked to a local cookie shop “Laura Todd.” Imagine crumble cookie but a million times better and compacted into an average looking cookie.

The Hansen guide to surviving Paris 101:

1. When taking the metro or bus be wary of your surroundings. Pickpockets are real, Parisian grandma getting a little too close? Give her a love tap with your elbow followed by a smirk… Just to show her that you aren’t to be messed with.

2. The Locals in Paris do not smile. Especially at tourists unless they are trying to sell you goods at double price. “No” is universal, you may have to say it ten times but they will go away.

3. If you are embarrassed to speak French because you can’t get the accent down? Don’t worry I got you. The only word you need to know is bonjour. Somehow I still mess it up so I just say Banjo in a deep southern accent and it works well.

4. Don’t look up into building windows or you will have memories burned into your mind of naked people you wish you would have never seen.

SIDE NOTE: There is a lack of public restrooms in the city of Paris. If you see a man standing next to a tree, EVEN IF HE IS FACING YOU, Don’t look. They are 99/100 times peeing on said tree. (Susie is scarred 😂)

- Isaiah (Experienced Parisian)

[the-ravenclaw-werewolf]

Actually, now that I have thought it over, I think it would be better to add live action TV adaptations to possible candidates for the 40, but for characters from Live Action TV Shows.

I would include...

Jon Snow from Game of Thrones

Shawn Spencer from Psych

Michael Scott or Jim Halpert from The Office

Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson from Parks and Rec

Edmund Blackadder or Baldrick from Blackadder

Neil from The Young Ones

and Gilligan from Gilligan's Island

What live action TV Shows would you pick?

There were so many shows that it was so hard to pick! But I did my best:

The Addams Family (1964): Gomez or Mortica

BBC Sherlock: John Watson (I know there are some who don’t like this version, but I like the idea of John becoming even more badass and getting a leg up on Sherlock).

Good Omens: Aziraphale or Crowley 

Merlin: Merlin of Arthur (I’m just imagining Arthur being surrounded by modern technology and calling it “sorcery!”)

House MD: House

Gilligan's Island: Gilligan

M*A*S*H: Hawkeye or Klinger (Look, the man KILLED IT in those dresses and was committed!)

Star Trek: The Original Series: Kirk or Spock

The Nanny: Fran or Niles

The Golden Girls: Rose or Dorothy or Sophia or Blanche (Listen, for so long I have wanted to see Niles from The Nanny and Sophia go toe to toe in an insult competition, so this is the closest I can get!)

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air: Will Smith

Knight Rider (1982): Michael Knight or KITT (Can you imagine three of the people waking up in a room only to find a talking car with them as well?)

Dexter: Dexter

Fringe: Olivia or Walter or Peter

Stranger Things: Steve Harrington (The babysitter needs to be prepare) or El

Doctor Who: Tenth Doctor

Supernatural: Sam or Dean or Castiel

The Good Doctor: Shaun Murphy

Breaking Bad: Walter White or Jesse Pinkman

The Handmaid's Tale: June Osborne

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Buffy

Roswell (1999): Liz Parker or Max Evans

Fleabag: Fleabag

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel: Miriam Maisel

Orange Is The New Black: Piper Chapman

Psych: Shawn Spencer

The Office: Michael Scott or Jim Halpert

Parks and Rec: Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Jake Peralta or Ray Holt

MacGyver (1985): Angus MacGyver

NCIS: Leroy Gibbs

Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid

The X-Files: Dana Scully or Fox Mulder

Full House: Jesse Katsopolis or Danny Tanner or Joey Gladstone

Corner Gas: Brent

Downton Abbey: Charles Carson

Monk: Adrien Monk

The Queen's Gambit: Beth Harmon

Columbo: Columbo

Murder, She Wrote: Jessica Beatrice Fletcher

[crabat-the-queen]

♬♩♪♩ 𝘑𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 ��𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 ♩♪♩♬

Movie: Pitch Perfect 1 Love interest: Jesse Swanson

Some info before start: (Y/N) = your name (Y/F/N) = your full name (H/C) = your hair color (H/L) = your hair length (E/C) = your eye color (F/C) = your favorite color (Y/R/N) = your racer name

WARNINGS!!: CURSING, MENTIONS OF GUNS

You just got a text from your roommate Cynthia-Rose that the auditions for the Bellas are now, so right now you are hurrying like a 'madwoman' (A/N: 'Grenade by Bruno Mars' don't mind me) to get ready for the auditions, and you knew that you were going to be late. Once you finally found some presentable clothes you ran out the door of your shared dorm and locked it and sprinting down to where the auditions were. Once you got there you saw Cynthia-Rose standing at the side of the stage.

"Hey, Cynth!" You ran over to her.

"Hi (Y/N). Hurry out on the stage they are closing soon!" She said. You nodded and walked slowly onto the stage.

"Hi, can I audition?" You asked the two boys on the stage.

"Of course. Good luck." The small one said. You nodded again today. You walked out towards the middle of the stage, once you got there, you took a quick look at the groups.

"Hi I'm (Y/F/N), I'm going to sing Hurt by Christina Aguilera." You smiled but got interrupted by a sweet ginger on the front row.

"Are you sure? That is a hard song to sing, you can choose another if you want to?" The ginger asked.

"No, no I'm fine." You shifted your weight to both feet to stand better. You took a deep breath, and began to sing.

 You hit all the nodes (can't remember what it's called). After you finished, you waited for some seconds before opening your eyes. The sight made you smile, and look down at your feet, some had tears in their eyes, but everyone had their mouths wide open. Then they all began to clap and applaud you. Then the small boy walked up to you with the big boy following.

"Girl you can sing, you sing just like Christina Aguilera, how the hell did you do that?" The small boy asked me.

"I don't know, I just can." With that, you walked off, and tackled Cynthia-Rose in a hug.

"Girl I didn't know you could sing that damn well! Why didn't you tell me?" Cynthia asked me. Once you pulled away from the hug.

"I just learned it, I can also beatbox and rap."

"Uhm excuse me." Someone tapped you on your shoulder. You turned around to be met with two brown eyes. "Hi."

"Hi!" You said with a happy tone.

"I just wanted to say that you are an amazing singer, like wow!" He said, you blushed at his words. "And you are really pretty." He added, now you blushed even harder.

"Th-Thanks! I'm (Y/N)." You stuck your hand out.

"I'm Jesse." He shook my hand firmly.

"It was really nice to meet you, and I would love to hear your audition, but I was a little bit, okay maybe a lot lately." You glared at Cynthia-Rose, then looked at Jesse.

"It wasn't my fault, that you were late alright." Cynthia said.

"Yeah yeah." You rolled your eyes. "I'm gonna go, but you owe me an audition, Jesse." You smirked at him. You waved at him and followed Cynthia-Rose back to your dorms.

(Meanwhile 3'rd POV) All the acapella groups wanted (y/n) on their team, even the high notes. There was chaos at the auditions, everyone yelled at each other. You are maybe wondering why didn't the Bella's just get her? Well, she didn't give information on which group that she wanted to be in.

"We want her!" Aubrey screamed. Bella's leader.

"No! We want her!" Bumper screamed at the Bella's.

After many hours of yelling (and fighting), the Treblemakers won her.

Donald was getting her.

(Your POV) Right now Cynthia-Rose we're at the snack bar, and you were sitting in a comfortable chair by your desk in your shared dorm. Christina Aguilera's song's blasting through your headphones there hangs loosely around your neck. You didn't hear that the door opened. Suddenly a bag was placed over your head, you quickly removed the headphones and said:

"I have a taser and I am not scared of using it, I can also handle a gun!" You pulled out your taser from your pocket in your jeans.

"Easy baby bubble." You recognized the voice as one of the Treblemakers, but you didn't let go of the taser, just in case. Soon he lifted you up in bridal style.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" You whisper yelled.

"Just relax."

"It's kinda hard to relax when I don't know where we are headed, and I have a bag over my fucking head!"

"The bag is going off soon, now don't talk."

"Whatever." You said annoyed. There were some voices you couldn't quite hear. Then you were placed down on the floor. You stood and twirled your taser in your left hand.

"Our new members of the Treblemakers. Jesse and (Y/N)." Then then the bag was lifted off your head, you looked around and saw Jesse standing beside you.

"Welcome new treble." Bumper said. You nodded still with your taser in hand.

"(Y/N) can I ask you something?" Donald said.

"Sure."

"Was it right that you have a taser and can handle a gun?" You nodded and showed the taser and started it.

"I can also combat, and fight like a street fighter. Anymore questions?" You asked.

"Do you have a gun?" Greg asked. You just nodded. "Can I see it."

"Sorry sweetcheeks and I don't want babies around my babies. But shouldn't I be a Bella? This is an all-male group, last time I checked."

"Yes but we had a huge fight and we won, so here you are." Bumper said. You turned around and looked at Jesse.

"Well hello Jesse, you must be good since you are here." You smirked.

"Yeah and you already know that you are good, so no doubt that you could kill it in an all-male acapella group." He smiled. We had an intense staring contest, no one blinked.

You looked away from him to Bumper. "So Bumper what now?"

Love: your writer

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

Being with Jesse was usually easy. He loved you. He cared about you. And all he ever wanted in return was your loyalty. And you had given it to him.

But he had had it a little easier than you had. His breakup with Beca had been mutual.

“We grew into two very different people, and while she'll always be important to me, you have my heart now,” he had said to you once. Your lack of trust had nothing to do with Jesse, but everything in the world to do with your ex. The ending of that relationship had been anything but mutual. He cheated on you, then begged for you back for weeks. But the trust was gone for good.

Jesse had gone for lunch with Beca hours ago, and still hadn't returned. It was a friendly reunion, she had been in town – and they invited you. But you couldn't stomach it. She was beautiful, witty, and more Jesse's speed than you would ever be. As the minutes ticked away, you grew more and more paranoid that he would be leaving you.

He came in the door at six thirty, whistling a song you didn't know. You had your back to the door, but you heard his keys land on the small table by the door. You were ready for him to hell you he slept with her. You'd convinced yourself that he had.

“Hey beautiful,” he said, the shuffling you heard suggested he was still working his way out of his shoes and coat. “Sorry I'm so late, me and Beca got caught up talking. You wouldn't believe all the stuff she's got going on.”

“Like what?”

“Producing music, moved into a new place – recently single in LA... all the good stuff,” he said, flopping onto the couch beside you. When he leaned in for a kiss you looked at him in disbelief.

“Being single is the good stuff?”

“Well, not for me but -”

“But you wish it was, I bet,” you said, pushing yourself off of him and the couch.

“No,” he said slowly, “that's not what I was going to say at all.”

“Then why don't you just break up with me?”

It felt manipulative, what you were saying. You didn't even mean it you were just... beside yourself with the idea of him leaving you. Like you needed it to be your idea or something. He looked so worried and confused. It wasn't fair that he could be so loving, and warm and calm when all you could do is close yourself off to him. Retreat into a shell of fear.

“You're not listening to me at all,” Jesse said. Not angrily. Not combative. Just, pointing it out.

“If you're going to break up with me, just do it.”

“What are you talking about. I don't want to break up with you!” his voice raised slightly, not to yell – but so you would listen to him. “Are you going to tell me what's going on?”

“You were gone with Beca so long I thought-” you started, but stopped. Not being able to force your stupid jealous feelings on him. He didn't do anything to deserve it.

“What did you think? That I was going to leave you for her? Be honest with me,” he said, coming close to you to grab you gently by the shoulders. You weakly nodded, not even able to look at him because of the guilt. “I love you. I love you so much, hey c'mon look at me.”

His soft voice was the final straw and you broke down crying. He pulled you in for a hug and kept you pressed tight against his chest, while he continued to remind you just how much he cared about you. When you finally calmed down, he brushed his thumbs across your cheeks, wiping some of the tears away. “I'm sorry he hurt you so bad, but I will never ever do that to you.”

“I love you,” you said, voice dry and crackly.

“I love you,” he repeated, smiling down at you. “Now, are you hungry? Or do you just want to sit here with me for a little bit first?”

“I'm so hungry,” you said, making him laugh. “Pizza?”

“Pizza.”

[sandrawrites13]

the one | | jesse swanson x reader

request: Could you do a Pitch Perfect Jesse x Fem! Reader where they maybe meet through Beca and instantly click when the reader mentions something about being really into movies like Jesse is? Idk but something fluffy would be great

jesse is so soft and i love him. ugh my little dork bean. we stan him.

i kind of wanna write a part two??? would you be down????????????????????????????????????????????/ idk i think i’m stupid hahahahhhahujne

warnings: not a warning but friday was the lovely (and my wife) taylor swift’s 30th birthday and i’d appreciate it if you streamed lover for me :) preferably paper rings and cruel summer :). thanks 

“jesse! jesse!” beca screamed as she rushed after the man about thirty feet away. her heels clicked mercilessly against the ground, your wrist planted in her hand. “jesse! j. . . for fuck’s sake -- JESSE!” she yelled, finally letting her voice break through the crowd of people. 

jumping slightly, jesse turned around, stripping his headphones off of his head. “. . . bec? what’s. . . uh. . . what’s up?” he asked, his eyes darting to you and then back to the brunette still gripping your hand. 

“jesse, this . . .” she glanced in your direction, noticing you now momentarily cowering behind her. she heavily sighed, pulling you out from behind her. “this is y/n.” 

jesse was thrown back for a moment, staring, unable to come up with words. he forced himself to look back at beca, raising his eyebrows. 

“um. . . cool?” 

beca leaned on her tiptoes before falling back to her heels, sending a glare his way. she coughed in irritation, emphasizing her point. “ahem. jesse, this is y/n,” she said. 

jesse coughed back. “ahem. beca, i know,” he muttered through his teeth. “no offense to your friend here, but--.” 

“y/n l/n,” she repeated, harder. the awkward exchange made your blood boil and your skin crawl. half of you just wanted to get out of there and the other half was intrigued as to why beca wanted you to meet this guy so badly. 

suddenly, his eyes went wide in realization and they connected emotionally for a moment, beca’s features exclaiming annoyance and jesse’s the ‘ohhhh’ moment. 

“y/n that somehow is the only other person that likes E.T.?” he asked, a little hope in his eyes that seemed to grow as your smile grew. 

“yes, that’s me!” you exclaimed proudly, now pushing beca to the side to view him. “i’ve watched that movie at least 6000 times!” 

“6000? weak. 80-hundred. at least,” he replied, laughing boomingly before perking once more, “what about the breakfast--.” 

“the breakfast club!” you interrupted. “YES. i love that movie. oh, and God, pretty in pink? literally the reason i breathe.” at that, he chuckled, only you then noticing that beca had made her escape to find chloe. 

jesse’s face, which was lit up, smiled, his eyes staring in yours for a second before they fell down. “what’s the other movie? mean girls,” he said. 

you could feel your face getting red at the stare, both thankful and unthankful for the swift conversation change. “i love that movie,” you replied, bouncing with excitement. “i haven’t watched it in years.” 

“i watched it last week! in my words, you need a monthly lindsey lohan binge. you know. before she lost her rails,” he said. you nodded, grinning, and holding back a chuckle. 

“oh my God, you’re so right,” you agreed absent-mindlessly, mostly focusing on his smile that grew every time he spoke and his eyebrows that rose when he looked at you. “i guess i should rent it again one day.” to that, he paused, leaving an unsettling quiet between the two of you.

wordlessly, he looked down at his phone to coat the silence, shrugging. “well, y/n, i think that sounds like you’re in need for an old classic,” he said, nudging you in the shoulder. “maybe we should watch mean girls together one day.” 

“together?” you spoke out quickly, your face filling with surprise. you coughed at the swift octave change, coating your clear embarrassment. “i mean. . . yeah. that’s uh, that’s cool. . .” 

“sounds like a date?” he asked, meeting your eyes. 

“sounds like a date.” 

[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine taking care of Jesse when he’s drunk

———  Masterlist / Ko-Fi ———

“You’re one of those a cappella girls, I’m one of those a cappella boys, we’re going to have aca-children.” Jesse told [Name] as she lead the drunk boy back to his dorm. 

“Oh, are we?” [Name] asked, amused at his rambling. “You have to ask me on a date first before we do any of that.”

“Let’s go on a date then.”

[Name] laughed. “Ask me when you’re sober, lover boy.”

[badasgirlfriend]

hii, can you please write a Jesse Swanson x reader? maybe something fluff or smut if you write, this man doesn't have enough content on this site 😭

I watched Pitch Perfect again and I'm in love with Jesse so I saw your post and I just had to ask, also it's my first time requesting and english is not my first language so sorry if something is wrong!

ur wish is my command🫡 heres a small fluff

i hope u like it<3

Love Me Like a Love Song Baby

pairings: jesse swanson x fem!oc

genre: fluff

a/n: i tried okay😭 for some reasons this was rlly hard for me to write maybe bc he was blindfolded and she couldnt hear shit😭😭 hope u like it<3

Iris was accustomed to Jesse's out-of-the-box ideas, despite often finding them to be outrageous. Still, she couldn't help but find it endearing whenever Jesse proposed his unique and fun ideas. Even if baking while blindfolded and deaf was a tad too much, she couldn't say no to spending time with him. Plus, she admitted that spending time with Jesse was one of her favorite activities.

As she laid the eggs, butter, and other ingredients on the countertop, Iris contemplated how much of a challenge this baking blindfolded endeavor would be. Despite knowing the task would be difficult, Jesse couldn't contain his smiles and excitement.

“Im not enjoying this”

Jesse chuckled as Iris yelled at him, finding her outburst utterly endearing. He tried to tell her that she was being too loud, but she didn't hear him due to the loud music on her headphones. Despite their heated harmless argument, Jesse found Iris's reactions to be adorable. As the scene became more chaotic with Jesse's flour and Iris's yelling, the two couldn't help but crack a smile. Even in their chaotic and embarrassing moments, Jesse and Iris's chemistry was unstoppable.

At Jesse's loving smile, Iris felt her heart fluttering, her eyes glued to his sweet smile. His charming smile made her heart skip a beat, as she felt breathless and unable to turn away from him. It felt like time had stopped, and Jesse and Iris were in a world of their own.

“Jesse!”

“Iris”

Jesse smirked as he dumped a generous handful of oil into the cookie batter, causing Iris's eyes to widen in surprise. As she yelled at Jesse, he laughed covering her mouth with his hand “Shhh you’re being too loud”

Jesse giggled as Iris tried to yell at him, but she couldn't. Iris's words were muffled, and she was unable to get them out. Jesse was enjoying the moment, finding Iris's attempt to yell at him absolutely adorable. As Iris continued to struggle, Jesse's soft chuckles filled the air, making the moment all the more fun and lighthearted. "Let me go!" Iris mumbled, trying to fight Jesse's hand while fighting back a smirk.

“Beg”

After a bit of struggling, Iris got tired and decided to take a different approach. So, she licked Jesse's hand, surprising Jesse and causing him to yell "disgusting" in jest while laughing.

As Jesse and Iris's moment of intimacy continued, Iris suddenly stopped and said "wait." Iris leaned in and wiped the flour off Jesse's cheek, Jesse felt his heart racing from her act of intimacy, but he was hesitant to act on his feelings of wanting to kiss her. What would happen if he did? Jesse wondered, unsure if he should make a move or not.

Jesse playfully teased Iris, saying "Careful, I'm starting to think you like me and can't seem to get enough of me." Iris, who fortunately heard Jesse despite her headphones, rolled her eyes and quipped back, "I think it's the other way around." She tried to hide her blush before playfully smacking Jesse's arm. "You like me, don't you?" Jesse asked playfully, with a smile on his face as if he already knew the answer. Iris paused before finally nodding her head

Thank god he’s blindfolded…

“I said this before” Jesse yelled and leaned closer so she could hear him “Acapella boy acapella girl” he pointed at himself and her “Aca children” Jesse teased

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Iris teased back, but she couldn't help but laugh at Jesse’s face. He had a way of getting her to crack up like no one else.

“Here” The younger girl gave him the chocolate chips, her favorite song started playing, and as she hummed along, her eyes were fixed on Jesse, even as he was still blindfolded. The lyrics "love you like a love song" brought a smile to Iris's face, as she thought about how Jesse made her feel. As she sang in a playful tone, her words "you are beautiful like a dream come alive, incredible" were meant for Jesse, he exhaled and grinned, knowing that Iris wanted to pull him to dance and that he would gladly accept “a centerfold miracle, lyrical you saved my life again”

Iris grabbed Jesse’s hand “and i want you to know baby shake that ass Jessie boy”

“I-I love you like a love song baby”

“Right back at you miss” As the two sang and twirled around, their voices harmonized perfectly, as if they were made for one another. Jesse was extra careful not to bump into anything as he spun Iris around, making sure that their movements were smooth and effortless, complementing one another perfectly. Both Iris and Jesse felt as if they were one with the song, as the joy and euphoria of their dance together filled the room

Jesse and Iris were unaware that they were each singing to each other, only knowing that the lyrics of the song expressed their shared love and adoration for one another.

They were both singing at the top of their lungs, jamming out to the song. As the lyrics "repeat-peat-peat" came on, Jesse began to tickle Iris lightly. Iris giggled in delight, hitting Jesse's shoulders lightly trying to make him stop. Jesse laughed, finding her playful reactions adorable. Their singing quickly turned into a tickling fight, as Jesse continued to try to tickle Iris, who was trying to make him stop. The playful and intimate atmosphere between the two was undeniable, as they smiled at each other as they sang and giggled.

Jesse grabbed Iris wrist making her look at him, he didn't understand what was possessed him to do this. Jesse worked up the courage to say what he had been feeling. In a soft voice, he said "I like you." Although he hoped that Iris hadn't heard him, she stopped dancing and turned to face him. She started laughing as she pointed to her headphones, indicating that she couldn't hear him.

She can’t hear you, he knew that this could be his chance to make a beautiful confession. Jesse took a deep breath, and his words came pouring out like a stream. "Iris, I like you so much. I've wanted to tell you for so long but-”

“Jesse” she giggled “I can’t hear shit” Jesse gave her a sad smile, at least he confessed. The next 30 minutes were awkward. Neither of them said a single thing, too focused on what the brunette boy said

Iris lets a sigh “and we’re done” she starts to clap in excitement, taking off her headphones Jesse took off his blindfold, his eyes took a few seconds to adjust the lightning “now all we need to is put the cookies in the oven and…”

“And wha-“ Iris leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on Jesse's lips. Jesse was caught off guard by Iris's bold action and remained still in surprise. As she pulled away, his heart was still racing and he had trouble processing the emotions that he was feeling. Iris looked at boy she liked with a mix of embarrassment and upset, as she had hoped that he would enjoy the kiss as much as she had. Iris got her message, Jesse didn't kiss her back which means he didn’t like her. This thought made Iris feel hurt, she thought he was being serious about his feelings for her. Yes, she heard everything

His confession earlier made her knees go weak but she was too shocked to even confess her own feelings, that’s why she decided to play it safe and act like she didn’t hear him

Talk about playing safe now

“I-Im sorry I didn-i thought” she embarrassed herself even more by stuttering, she ruined everything, he will probably make fun of her now “Jesse im so-“ she was cut off by Jesse lips crashing into hers

Iris's heart was beating fast as emotions of love and desire flooded her body. Jesse's lips were soft but gentle, and Iris's heart fluttered as she tasted his lips. The moment felt like an eternity, and as their lips parted, Iris's eyes were already filled with tears of joy.

Jesse pulled away from Iris, taking in the sweet moment, as he was also moved by their kiss. Their eyes locked in a moment of understanding and joy, as they both felt that their hearts had finally found each other.

Iris was completely swept away in the moment, her lips clinging back to Jesse's, as she had needed this kiss for so long. Jesse's hold on Iris was tight as his lips kept returning back to hers. As they parted, Jesse kept his gaze on Iris's lips, wanting even more of her sweet scent and flavor. They stood facing each other after their kiss, neither one wanting to be the one to break the spell between them. Their foreheads were touched and their eyes were locked, it was sweet and intimate, and Jesse felt his love for Iris growing with each second passed.

"Never apologize for kissing me, never," Jesse whispered softly to Iris, his voice breaking the spell. Iris was touched by Jesse's words, and they embraced in a loving hug. Kissing Jesse felt like coming home, and Iris's heart was filled with joy.

a/n: im thinking to write a small jesse fanfic (MAYBE) exes to lovers so lemme know if u want ir

[velvrei]

hiiii pls write more jesse swanson! honestly anything your heart desires, we need more fics of him!

of course i love writing for my movie man, here’s just a little fluff cause i’m feeling sweet rn

jesse was laid on the couch of the record store, watching you as you were in your own world, stacking cd’s and organizing the vinyls.

you could feel his eyes on you, while you couldn’t help but smile.

“jess, i can feel you staring,” your words brought him from his trance, and he couldn’t help but smile for you as he stood.

“you’re just so pretty, how can i not?” his voice was a bit whiny, as if he longed for you, as he reached his hand out and brought you closer to him, looking directly into your eyes, watching as your smile grew and your pupils dilated.

“baby,” you say, knowing he’s being cheesy just to make you blush.

he smiles down at you and cups your cheek, kissing you, then pulling away and kissing your forehead. “i love you.”

“you two better not be making out in there!” you both hear luke shouting from the other room, and you giggling as jesse kisses your forehead again, brushing him off.

“i love you too,” you say, giggling as jesse yells something back to luke and gets back to working.

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Miss - Jesse Swanson

Pairing: Jesse Swanson x Reader

Characters: Jesse Swanson, Benji Applebaum

Warnings: N/A

Request: @xzoelliex: “could I possible have an imagine about Jesse Swanson from Pitch Perfect? Maybe where they’re both dating and he’s a Treblemaker and she’s a Bella, and sharing a dorm room (same bed, room, closet etc) so that mean they spend every single day together for a year. But he has to go away for a week and just fluff and cute stuff etc etc (including when he gets back)”

Word Count: 820

Author: Hannah

Having someone with you 24/7 took a lot, not just for you but for the other person as well.

You needed to learn how the other person worked; what time they got up in the morning, what time they went to bed, what type of things they liked to have around them and what they didn’t like.

The other person also needed to learn how you worked.

You were lucky enough for the other person to be your boyfriend, Jesse.

Jesse and you met when you were both auditioning for the acapella groups in your university – you became a Bella whilst Jesse became a Treblemaker.

A year later, a lot had happened.

You were living with Jesse in a dorm room, you had become the head of the Bellas and Jesse was the head of the Treblemakers.

Jesse was going away for a week to a competition that the Treblemakers were competing in, and you knew it was going to be hell whilst he was away.

Sure, the two of you weren’t with each other every second of every day, but for a year you saw each other every single day and slept next to each other at night so having to go without that for the first time was going to be a challenge.

Your fellow Bellas had managed to occupy you by getting you to stay with them in the Bella house, so it wasn’t as if you were by yourself the whole time.

They all knew how much you loved Jesse and when he wasn’t there, they saw you not being yourself.

It was strange for all of them because they were used to you being upbeat and happy all the time, but without Jesse it was as if you weren’t like that all the time – you had your moments where you would be all hyper but it wasn’t all the time as it was previously.

Needless to say, when Jesse was arriving home, the Bellas were beyond overjoyed because it meant that you would be going back to yourself.

You were stood at the front of the university, where the coach would be parking, patiently waiting for Jesse to get off of the coach.

When you saw the coach, you realised that Benji was waving to you out of the window with a massive smile on his face.

“Y/N!” he yelled out to you “We won!”

You couldn’t help but smile at Benji’s excitement.

Of course, you already knew that the Treblemakers had won as Jesse had called you immediately, but seeing Benji so excited was honestly just lovely.

The coach then parked up, and the first person off was your boyfriend.

He dropped his bags, running to you immediately and picking you up in a hug whilst spinning you around.

You squealed in delight, hugging him tighter and then looking down at him with a smile on your face.

He smiled right back at you “God Baby, I have missed you.”

“I think I may have missed you more,” you whispered as you rested your forehead on his due to you still being held up in his arms.

As he slowly placed you on the ground, the rest of the Treblemakers came to sweep you up in hugs causing you to start laughing.

“Of course, I missed all of you guys too.”

Benji laughed, squeezing you for extra effect, “Our leader just wasn’t right without his missus next to him,” he whispered in your ear.

You smiled at him, before glancing over at Jesse who was laughing and talking with his guys.

He looked over at you, and caught your gaze before slowly making his way over to you.

Once he reached you, he wrapped his arms around you and pressed a kiss to the top of your head “Next time, I am bringing you with me.”

You laughed, shaking your head, “I’m a Bella Jesse, we weren’t competing so I couldn’t go,” you reminded him.

He pouted “I do not care.”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend acting like a child “Come on Love, we’ve got movie watching to catch up on.”

He grabbed his bags, waving bye to his guys and yelling that they would have rehearsal in two days as he wanted the next day to cuddle his girlfriend.

You were blushing at his words, especially because he yelled it all over university campus but the rest of the Treblemakers just laughed.

“Don’t have too much fun!” one of them yelled, as the others wolf whistled.

“We don’t need any mini Trebles just yet!”

You turned around “Who said they’ll be Trebles?” you joked with a smile on your face.

Jesse chuckled, pulling you closer to him with his arm around you “Baby, we’ve got all the time for that.”

“I really have missed you Jesse.”

He smiled, kissing you for the first time in over a week, “And I you.”

[ellswritings]

Masterlist ;)

*= smut

The Hunger Games

Imagines

Finnick Odair

Wasting All These Tears On You

Don’t Be Late

Love and War

Peeta Mellark

They Don't Know About Us

Katniss Everdeen

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Worse Things

Cato Hadley

Marvel Sanford

Clove Kent

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

Series

none yet :(

Teen Wolf

Imagines

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jealousy, Jealousy

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Lydia Martin

Issac Lahey

Allison Argent

Malia Hale/Tate

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimara

Series

Lupus Nox- S1 Cast, Prologue, S1 E1, S1 E2, S1 E3, S1 E4, S1 E5, S1 E6, S1 E7, S1 E8, S1 E9, S1 E10, S1 E11,

The Maze Runner

Imagines

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Aris

Brenda

Sonya

Harriet

Series

none yet :(

Marvel

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Sparks Fly

Tony Stark

Snowflake

Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Logan Howlett

Peter Quill

Misery Loves Company

Gamora Ben Titan

Peter Parker

Peter Parker (TASM)

Thor Odinson

Michelle Jones-Watson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Series

none yet :(

Once Upon A Time

Imagines

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

Killian Jones

David Nolan/Prince Charming

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy/Baelfire

Series

none yet :(

Bridgerton

Imagines

Anthony Bridgerton

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Colin Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Simon Bassett

Eloise Bridgerton

Series

none yet :(

Harry Potter

Imagines

Harry Potter

About Time

Ron Weasley

Hermoine Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Like I Can

Draco Malfoy

Lucius Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Luna Lovegood

Bellatrix Lestrange

Series

none yet :(

Glee

Imagines

Finn Hudson

Sam Evans

Jesse St. James

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Rachel Berry

Mercedes Jones

Mike Chang

Noah Puckerman

Series

none yet :(

Criminal Minds

Imagines

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover Heat

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

No Place Like Home

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alves

Kate Callahan

Series

none yet :(

9-1-1

Imagines

Evan 'Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

I Knew You Were Trouble

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Howard 'Chimney' Han

Maddie Buckley

Series

none yet :(

Gossip Girl

Imagines

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

Dan Humphrey

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Blair Waldorf

Carter Baizen

Series

none yet :(

Pitch Perfect

Imagines

Jesse Swanson

The Flirting Game

Beca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Bumper Allen

Cynthia Rose

Benji Applebaum

Donald Walsh

Fat Amy/Patricia Hobart

Series

none yet :(

Miscellaneous

Chandler Bing

New Years Eve

[totomoshi]

Updated Masterlist - 17/5/2022

Buzzfeed Unsolved

BTS

Big Time Rush

Camp Cretaceous

Chris Evans

Friends

Julie and The Phantoms

Jurassic Park/World

MCU

Pitch Perfect

Riverdale

Sebastian Stan

Tom Holland

Victorious

Why Don't We