#Private jackson

[theverystrangegirl27]

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I'd Tell Them Put Me Back In

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Summary: Daniel, being just a week away from leaving for war, devotes your body and soul to memory.

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, praise kink, light breeding kink

Daniel makes love to you like you're something holy, something divine. He carves his hips into yours, cradling your head so your face is tucked up into his neck.

He lives for the soft, wet gasps for breath you let out as he buries himself inside of you.

Daniel kisses your temple.

“I know, pretty girl, I know.” He coos, sweet as ever.

“Danny,” you whimper, mouth hanging open around sharp, breathless pants.

Daniel shushes you, thrusting deeply.

“Feel so good, made f'me, angel.” He grunts, teeth grit as he moves to press his forehead to yours.

“Look at me, Y/N, c'mon baby.”

You try, eyelids fluttering as they struggle to stay open. His pretty blue eyes have you captivated, and you roll your hips to meet his next thrust.

He smiles, lazy and loving.

“There she is, there's my girl.”

You feel too fucked out to respond verbally, flushed pink all the way down to your chest. All you can do is lock your arms around his neck and pull Daniel down for a sloppy, uncoordinated kiss.

He groans into it, lost in the very sensation of you. If he could, Daniel would make a home for himself between your legs, a place of worship in the spread of your hips. God made you for him, the dip of your waist fitting perfectly into his hands.

Your cunt pulses around him, and you let out a beautiful high cry that sounds like a chorus of angels welcoming him home.

“Fuck,” He moans into your neck, his hips working faster. “God almighty, baby, fuck!”

Your legs are wrapped around Daniel, keeping him pressed tight against you, and you stroke his hair as he chases his own orgasm.

“Please, Danny, I want it,” you whisper, voice trembling and soft as his hips begin to stutter. “Give me your baby, please, please -”

“Y/N-” Daniel gasps, breathing hard as he fills you up. You moan happily, kissing across his face as he catches his breath, hips stilling as he presses into you as deeply as he can.

With another soft moan, he rests his head in the crook of your neck, kissing the sweat-salty skin there. Daniel's hands hold your waist, gentle and kind, as you both take a moment to collect yourselves.

You watch his face, how his eyelashes flutter across his cheek bones, the way his lips part. You stroke Daniel's back, fingernails raising goosebumps in their wake.

“I don't want you to go.” You say softly.

He lifts his head, eyes immediately softening when they meet yours.

Daniel reaches up, cupping your beautiful face in both hands.

“You know I have to.” He says, though you can tell it pains him to say it. You nod, smiling though it doesn't reach your eyes.

“I know.”

He leans in to kiss you. Daniel's so gentle with you, like you're the most precious thing he's ever had the privilege to hold. You know he'll make a fantastic father when he comes home.

If he comes home.

That thought makes you tear up a little, and you sniffle as he pulls away.

“Hey,” Daniel soothes, wiping away the lone tear falling down your cheek. “Hey, pretty girl, none a’ that now.”

“I'm sorry,” you whimper, embarrassed but so scared for your man you can't help it. “Just, what if something happens and you're all alone and I can't-”

“Y/N,” He interrupts gently. He strokes your cheeks with his thumbs. “I'm gonna do my best to come back to you, honey.”

Daniel kisses you briefly before continuing.

“I promise you that.”

You nod, looking up at him with those pretty tears stained eyes that drive him wild. He can't help but kiss you again.

“‘Sides,” He says with a small smile. “S'long as I got the good Lord on my side, I think I'll be just fine.”

You smile back, fingers going to the golden cross dangling from the chain around his neck.

You bring it to your lips, pressing a kiss to the heated metal.

“I love you, Danny.”

Daniel gathers you up in his arms, his softening cock pulling out of you as he rearranges you both. Once you're lying on his chest, he kisses the top of your head.

Staring up at the ceiling, he thinks about the future, how he'll be halfway around the world by next week.

“I love you too, angel.”

[yourspeirs]

Blessed be the Lord my strength which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight: My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

[stargiirl27]

[virtualbunny]

idk if you’ve done this before but headcanons for the boys when they’re jealous?? or what it takes to get them jealous???? i’ve been having jealous jackson BRAINROTTTT

Apparently I haven't done this before so lets see if I can get this correct... hopefully 😅

Miller's squad: how they get and what they do when they're jealous

! gender neutral pronouns !

John Miller:

doesn't really get jealous

perhaps if a younger person is flirting with you but that's about it

won't make a scene if he is

talks to you about it in private

probably admits he's a little jealous

Mike Horvath:

He disguises his jealousy with being "overprotective"

I don't think he gets that jealous either

maybe if someone in his friend group or anyone he's familiar with is flirting with you

if that ever happens, he'll take it personally

Daniel Jackson:

he's a confident guy

nobody really dares to flirt with you because how he gets

death starer

flips his knife in his hand or toy around with his gun when somebody starts to get to comfortable around you

whispers" do yourself a favor and stay the fuck away from my s/o"

pats the persons shoulder (hard) and gives a smile then walks away

leaving the person standing shocked and confused

Richard Reiben:

he's a big guy, probably one of the biggest in his unit

everybody knows how "aggressive" he can get and how fast for that matter

some people do dare though to flirt and be a little to touchy with you

and may the universe show them mercy because Reiben sure won't

grabs the person by the jaw, stares into their soul and half spits in their face "Touch or say ANYTHING to them again, I'll break your fucking jaw"

apologizes to you after if he gets to jealous.. even if he hates to admit it

Irwin Wade:

not really the jealous type

but sometimes it gets under his skin if the person touches you or say something promiscuous behind your back

if the person is hurt he'll passionately aggressively take care of them

like pulling the thread hard and poke them a bit aggressively with the needle if he's sewing up a wound

or aggressively twist and turn them with the excuse of "i'm just looking for bruises and wounds"

Stanley Mellish:

tbh, he gets jealous pretty fast

especially if he doesn't know that person

he's the king of insults so that's his tactic to fet them as far away from you and himself

" hey buddy, you look like a fucking testicle, so do everybody a favor and stay the fuck away from them"

waves them away with his hand like "shoo shoo, go away you pest" without batting them an eye

Timothy Upham:

doesn't really get jealous, more like.. insecure?

but he does stand up for what he doesn't like or agree with

talks to the person like a civil human being

" I don't appreciate you talking to my s/o so please stop"

when and IF it gets overboard though, lol yikes

WILL throw a few punches IF he has too

is surprisingly strong

Adrian Caparzo:

big guy 2.0

he's a confident guy as well so he doesn't feel like other people are a threat to him

he gets jealous like maybe two times half a year

blows smoke in the persons face and just says "leave" while staring at them until they eventually they do

and they do that pretty quickly

POV: Jackson's death stare

[planetofluve]

I'm not crazy I promise

[merlinaknight]

Do you think it's a coincidence that Prime Video shows a close up of Jackson when clicking on Saving Private Ryan? Is it @virtualbunny @4gh0st?

[lyledebeast]

Jackson's reciting Bible verses while he shoots Germans is the perfect encapsulation of what Robert Rodat thinks Christianity is

[szepkerekkocka]

Well, what I mean by that, sir, is... if you was to put me and this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile of Adolf Hitler with a clear line of sight, sir... pack your bags, fellas, war's over. Amen.

[poppitron360]

I love the Lost Trio bc you’ve got Piper, who grew up with immense wealth and fame and could have everything she ever wanted, Jason, who was revered for his parentage, looked up to and respected as a leader and even raised aloft on a golden shield and proclaimed Praetor, and then you’ve got Leo, who lived under a bridge and had to fight off racoons for leftovers in dumpsters.

[aureaaviation]

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[hermemescabin]

Times Percy could have told Annabeth he loved her for the first time:

When they reunited after 6 months apart.

When having a private romantic snuggle sesh in the stables.

When he’s saying goodbye to her as she leaves on her solo death quest.

When he refuses to let her fall into Tartarus alone.

When he’s trying to convince her to leave Tartarus without him.

When he actually chose to do it:

After making out with her in front of Piper.

[brainrot28]

"CJ is private school, CHB is public school" SHUT UP

saw something that said Camp Jupiter is private school and Camp Halfblood is public school on crack but I disagree !!!

private school kids are good at acting perfect when adults are looking, then release an insane amount of pent up energy when adults aren't around

kids in private school don't wear their uniforms right and get written up for it all the time

the doors leading into the bathroom are all padlocked open because of vaping and other stuff

teachers used to stand outside the bathroom to deter students from vaping

I witnessed a drug deal in the bathroom freshmen year

kids have shown up to school high

they nonchanlty talk about getting lit on the weekends

most of the school shares the same braincell

after the [very small] earthquake, kids were running through the halls screaming that the world was ending and that it was the rapture and Jesus was coming to take your soul [most of them were very serious]

final argument: Camp Jupiter kids are super organized and well trained when in battle or formation, but I bet they're crazy when their off duty

[noyzinerd]

Sterek Rival Lawyers AU

It's A (Court) Date

Imagine, high-class, Ivy League, hot-shot, attorney Derek comes back from New York to the family firm to take over as partners with his sister after his parents decide to step down. He may not be on the level of his mother yet, but he's cut his teeth against Wall Street wolves and ruthless white-collar sharks. Derek's more than proved himself, so he just can't fathom these small criminal court cases his family is making him take "before he's truly ready" to be a part of the family business.

Enter in his first case. Right out the gate, the state assigned defense is, not only late to court, but also arrives in a flurry of limbs and papers, tripping all over himself, and profusely apologizing to the room as a whole. "Sorry! Sorry! Car trouble!"

The guy is out of breath, tie crooked and hair a mess. It makes Derek wrinkle his nose at the unprofessionalism and the blatant disrespect to everyone's valuable time.

The presiding judge, the Honorable Ms. Lydia Martin, only sighs a heavy sigh, as if this sight is nothing new, and says "Mr. Stilinski, I suggest you don't let it happen again."

Derek is honestly getting annoyed by how easy this is going to be. He could've been doing literally anything else right about now rather than being here going against a common rent-a-lawyer with some Podunk community-college degree. The opening statement for the defense is laughably inept. Full of nervous stuttering, backtracking, running tangents, and babbling. He's still apologizing, trying to assure the jury that he's just having an off-day today.

It's embarrassing to watch.

Nonetheless, Derek goes through the motions, practiced and poised. Examines all the evidence, presenting times and dates, prior arrest records, the works.

During this time, Mr. Stilinski is frantically (and VERY LOUDLY) flitting through a cartoonishly large stack of papers and whispering to his client. Derek has to fight to grit his teeth through his presentation.

Finally, it's time for Mr. Stilinski to cross-examine Derek's client and, unbeknownst to him, the beginning of Derek's long, long spiral of madness for the rest of his career.

"Judge Martin, I would like to move to have this case thrown out."

"Oh?" asks Judge Martin. For some reason, there's an amused smirk, almost fond, tugging at her lips "On what grounds?"

A giddy, almost manic, grin takes over the defense attorney's face just then. "On the grounds that the prosecution's client is full of bullshit."

The judge rolls her eyes and an exasperated "Stiles," slips from her lips, seemingly against her will. (Derek's not really surprised by the familiarity between the two of them. With how often state-assigned lawyers are called to the courtroom on small cases, it wouldn't be too big of a leap to suggest they might be chummy.)

"Respectfully, of course." Mr. Stilinski--er Stiles?--winks back at her.

"Objection. Your honor, this is ridiculous."

"Overruled. Make your point, Stilinski."

"Mr. Davis says he saw my client at 12:30 P.M., on August 4th, attempting to take his back-right hubcap outside his apartment. Mr. Davis' apartment complex at that time, on that particular day, would have cast a huge shadow over the back lot as evidenced by the gaudy sundial-art-installation outside the courthouse. Meanwhile, my client's picture, when taken in for questioning, has a sunburn on the entire right side of his face. This would corroborate Mr. Lyle's story of walking home alone, down the upper, unshaded side of Elmore Street, during one of the hottest days of the year, for an hour straight. Also, the fact that Mr. Davis has no realistic idea how long it would actually take a person to steal a hubcap should be evidence enough."

"Uh-huh. And this wouldn't happen to be something you've ever had any expertise in, would it, counsel?"

"I plead the 5th."

And just like that, Derek's case is thrown out so quick, he's still reeling about it all the way home.

For the next two years, this becomes Derek's life. This man, this Stiles Stilinski, keeps showing up like a whirlwind and absolutely puts him in his paces.

Stiles, as he insists Derek call him, is a powerhouse. Relentless and unstoppable. That mouth can filibuster for literal hours (which, for those unfamiliar, is when someone legally cannot be forced to give up their time on the floor as long as they can keep talking), that brain quick as a whip, with a hunger for research, a mastery of the English language svelte enough to trip up even the most well-rehearsed lie, and an attention to detail like nothing Derek has ever witnessed before. It's like he knows every law inside and out. Lives it. Breathes it. It's like he had been raised on the law his whole life. Not only that, it's like Stiles enjoys it. Every case is a new game to get excited about.

All of it makes Derek's blood boil.

However, it's not always about losing to Stiles all the time, because, honestly, that might be less humiliating.

In truth, when faced against Stiles, Derek's bound to win about 60% of the time. Out of that 60%, only 5% of those wins actually feel earned. As for the other 55%?

He knows Stiles is letting him win.

Derek can't prove it, but he knows the asshole is holding back on purpose nearly half the time. Knowing that Stiles could have beaten him if he wanted to, but didn't, is somehow more frustrating than just losing.

He hates Stiles.

He hates that the guy is so chipper and playful all the damn time. He hates that Stiles could probably work at any firm he wanted, could make enough money to get a decent car that doesn't shit out all the time, could buy a proper-fitting suit, but instead CHOOSES to stay here "watching out for the little guy", as he so put it.

He hates that facing Stiles in court is the most challenged, the most motivated he's ever felt in his entire life. He hates that Stiles brings out in him the spark of passion and drive Derek had long thought had died. He hates that Stiles always tries to banter with him during recess or whenever they have to exchange evidence.

He hates finding out that Stiles only loses cases on purpose when his endless amounts of research points to the defendant actually being guilty of horrendous crimes, because Stiles is a good fucking person.

He hates Stiles' constant teasing and he hates that Stiles is somehow able to bring Derek down to his childish level to tease back. He hates how much he looks forward to court-dates with Stiles now. He hates being invited out by Stiles over and over to grab a bite together after a long day, as if Stiles hasn't been wiping the floor with him on this case for the last month. He hates it even more that he always accepts and that now they have their own designated booth at the diner across the street. Derek's so unbelievably frustrated, it makes him want to bite Stiles at the neck just to hear that smartass mouth squeal.

"Hey, I ever tell you I was thinking of quitting before you arrived?" Stiles asks one night as they're walking to their cars.

Derek's head immediately snaps to him at that. "What?"

Stiles smiles distantly at the thought. "Oh, yeah. Things had started feeling like being trapped in a cubicle, y'know? There wasn't any challenge in it anymore."

"What made you stay?"

"Well...you did. You were the first, serious competition I'd faced in a while. It wasn't a matter of winning just to win, anymore. Going against you always reminded me of the reason why it was important for me to win. It gave me stakes, because now there was an actual chance I could lose and an innocent person could go to jail. You, I don't know, kinda reignited my passion for fighting the good fight, I guess."

Derek can feel his heart thumping hard in his chest. He wants to say 'You did the same for me!' He wants to tell Stiles that he didn't think his life could ever be this fun or happy or messy or chaotic or exhilarating or challenging or fulfilling before coming to Beacon Hills.

But just as Derek goes to open his mouth to sing Stiles' praises, he instead finds himself roughly shoving him up against the Camaro and biting hungrily at that mouth and tongue that's been the bane of his existence. There's a surprised little squeak that Derek quickly swallows up, but it isn't long before they're both tearing at each others' clothes and fucking each other dirty in the backseat of Derek's car.

What's crazy is, after they get together, nothing in their careers really changes. The only difference is now they get to fuck each others' brains out after an intense battle in court (and the sound Stiles makes when Derek bites him is exactly what he always imagined it would sound like). They still face against each other on opposite sides in court. They still give it everything they got, no conceding even if they are dating now. Not to mention, Derek wouldn't dream of tempting Stiles over to his firm. Not when he knows Stiles is at his best staying where he's at.

The day Derek's family finally decides it's time for him to take over the firm with Laura is the best day of his and Stiles' lives.

Not only does Derek tell them he's declining, he hires Stiles as his attorney to negotiate terms against his entire family of well-seasoned lawyers.

The entire month-long negotiation results in Derek, not saying a single word, but absolutely beaming as he watches his boyfriend run circles around his mother, his father, his uncle, and both of his sisters on contracts. It's so unbelievably hot, they're banging on whatever flat surface they can get their hands on every time they leave the boardroom. There's even one very memorable blowjob in the empty hall outside the boardroom when Stiles somehow manages to get Peter to agree to a (most likely illegal) clause dictating the firm will pay Stiles a finder's fee for any pro-bono case Stiles takes on outside of Beacon Hills that strikes his fancy.

And, no one says it, but they all know Derek definitely, 100%, dragged his own firm through this negotiation just to show off how incredible Stiles is to his family and preen about it.

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Fast-forward, Derek is going to be in the audience for the first time for one of Stiles' cases.

While waiting in the hall, Derek sees a familiar face from his New York days. The prosecution has hired the eighth best lawyer money can get, Jackson Whittemore. He's sporting a Rolex, sunglasses indoors, and the face of someone who thinks he's above literally every other person in town.

Well, at least until he sees Derek.

For some reason, Jackson seems to think Derek is all the way out in the middle of nowhere to 'watch a master at work' (which...well...is technically true...).

As Derek goes to sit in the audience, Jackson tells him in passing, "This'll be over so fast, probably won't even get a chance to learn the other guy's name."

Derek chuckles and says back, "Ooh, buddy, you have no idea."

Before Jackson can think more on that, a whirlwind of limbs and papers suddenly hurls through the doors.

Derek sits back, gets comfy, and waits eagerly for the show to begin.

My first moodboard. Hope you enjoy. AU based on a discussion with @casually-eat-my-soul (I suggest checking out their version). This was kind of like a divergence from that (the brain juices just started flowing).

[virtualbunny]

how bout our boys reactions when YOU get jealous of someone touchin on them????

Just so y'all know, this was very rushed lol sorry 😅

Miller's squad: their reaction to you getting jealous

! gender neutral pronouns !

John Miller: Finds it a bit ridiculous, doesn't really get why you would be get jealous when you know that you're the only one he'll ever truly love. But understands in some way, jealousy is a humanly emotions and it's okay to feel it.

Mike Horvath: laughs about it, he can't take you serious if you get jealous about that but he finds it cute. Kisses you in front of the person to make a statement that he's gladly taken.

Daniel Jackson: He finds it amusing that his person can get so territorial over him. Kisses you on the cheek and says "sorry, i'm taken" to show the other person that.. well, he is taken and then you two walk away. definitely teases you a bit after.

Richard Reiben: thinks "aww cute" and smirks to himself. Shrugs the person that touches him of and pulls you in his lap to make out with you (yes in front of the person lol) to ease your jealousy and show literally everyone that he is your, and your only.

Irwin Wade: he gets upset that you're upset. He pouts his lip in your direction when he sees you looking at him bitterly. Tries as nicely as he can to get away from the person to go to you.

Stanley Mellish: Same as Jackson, finds it extremely amusing. Probably would try to get you more jealous to see what you would do. Of course he wouldn't go over board it and if you bring up that you actually hates when he does that, he won't ever do it again.

Timothy Upham: Gets lowkey scared, hates to see you and others upset but he has to priorities your emotions. So, he slips away from the persons touch and half runs to you apologizing even though it's not really his fault.

Adrian Caparzo: tells the person right away that he's taken and that his partner (you, obviously) doesn't appreciate someone touching what's theirs. He teases you about it but he also tells you that he finds your jealousy kinda sexy.

[planetofluve]

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[thebeigelunatics]