#femjack

[its-just-arz]

Fem!Jack Spicer

Quick drawings, I just had to draw these outfits based on fic "Change of Wardrobe"

[Outfit: cat like eyeliner, light dust of red eyeshadow, black long-sleeve shirt with white skulls, black pleated skirt, tights with bone print, and spiked headband] (also included platform boots)

[nessiesspeakeasy]

Tropemas Day 12: Sweet Like That Cupcake

Rhys blinked. “Oh! Thank you.” Maybe it was that cleavage, or the soft smile the woman had, or the fact that she was furious and needed to let off a little steam by flirting, Rhys wasn’t sure. But she acted on her impulse. “You wanna sit? I’m Rhys.”

The woman’s smile grew wider. “Jack.”

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Trope: Stuck at the airport. Rhys and Jack meet and get stuck together at an airport. Good thing they're attracted to each other.

You can read this on my AO3!!!  And if you wanna leave me a ko-fi, feel free!

Rhys glared at her coffee as she listened to whatever sorry excuse her ex boyfriend gave her. She’d been done with this phone call after his first sentence.

“Look, I don’t know why you think saying anything about this is going to make me want to stay with you. You were fucking a different woman!  And I only found out cause my flight arrived early and I thought I’d surprise you. The only thing left for you to do is refund me for the expensive tickets I bought to spend Christmas with you.”

“I don’t think that’s fair Rhys, I didn’t ask for you to spend Christmas with me, why should I pay when I had nothing to do with this?”

Rhys was at a loss for words. ”Are you fucking kidding me!?” Her voice grew louder. “You nagged and nagged me to book tickets to see you!” She took a deep breath. “Here’s what’s going to happen, you piece of shit! You are going to pay for my trip there and now back and if you don’t, I’m going to call your parents and tell them how my holidays have been!”

“That’s blackmail! You can’t do that!”

“It’s cheating! You can’t do that!” She gave him the total that she’d spent on travel expenses. “You can PayPal it to me!” She hung up on him.

She groaned loudly in her hands.

“I know this is the last thing you want to hear,” A female voice said. “But that was really hot.”

Rhys jumped and looked up. She’d forgotten she’d been in a café. A very public café with a few customers who had heard her conversation.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to disturb you!”

The woman standing in front of her was in a business suit, her blouse unbuttoned almost halfway down. It gave Rhys a peak at her breasts she had not expected. She swallowed and pretended not to see it.

With her hair slicked back, the woman grinned. “Nah, cupcake, I thought it was hot.” She set down a cupcake. “It’s chocolate fudge. I thought you could use a pick me up.”

Rhys blinked. “Oh! Thank you.” Maybe it was that cleavage, or the soft smile the woman had, or the fact that she was furious and needed to let off a little steam by flirting, Rhys wasn’t sure. But she acted on her impulse. “You wanna sit? I’m Rhys.”

The woman’s smile grew wider. “Jack.”

“So, what brings you to this particular airport?”

“Business, I’m on a layover, but heading home.”

She nodded. Her eyes fell to Jack’s coffee and she nodded at it. “So, how do you take it?”

Jack’s lips curled mischievously. “I like my coffee black with some cream.” She leaned forward. “But I like my women sweet as that cupcake, cupcake.”

Rhys giggled. “I like my coffee the sweeter the better, but I’ve never been with a woman, so I couldn’t tell you about that.”

Jack leaned back, scoffing. “Don’t tell me you’ve only been with that asshole!”

“No!” Rhys laughed. “No, we’d only been together six months. I’ve had others before him, just never a woman.”

“You’re missin’ out sweetheart.”

Rhys took a sip of her coffee. “I don’t doubt it.” Talking with this woman was exciting and it emboldened Rhys to do something she’d have been too shy to do. She picked the cupcake up and started to slowly lick the frosting off. It was creamy and wonderful and she couldn’t help moaning in delight.

“Damn that’s really good!” Her eyes widened on the treat and she forgot everything else. Instead, she devoured the cupcake like she was alone in her own home and didn’t need to worry about manners. Her eyes flicked up at Jack and she froze. “Oh! I’m sorry! I forgot what I was doing!”

Jack, for her part, was staring so intently at Rhys that Rhys felt hot under a stage light. “Cupcake, I’m not sure if you meant to be sexy while eating that, but ya convinced me. Let’s find a dark corner.”

Rhys’ brows rose. “Really?”

Jack stood up. “That was cute as hell and sexy as hell. Ya want to?”

Rhys swallowed. “Uh, sure.” She smiled. “Yeah!”

Collecting their things, Jack led her around. “I’ve been through here a lot.” She brought Rhys to a hallway, directing where she could put her suitcase. Rhys set her coffee on it and then squeaked when Jack pushed her between the vending machines and out of sight of any passersby.

Jack kissed her feverishly. She pressed their bodies together, a hand wrapping around Rhys’ lower back. Rhys melted into Jack, wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck. She kissed Jack back, her body alight with excitement.

Hands wandered over her body, but kept away from skin or Rhys’ intimate areas. She’d never had a makeout session last so long without her partner copping a feel. It was the most frustrating and wonderful thing.

Moving from her lips, Jack kissed over her jaw and bit her earlobe, dragging her teeth on it slowly.

Rhys moaned, her body arching against Jack.

“A little wound up, sweetheart?” Jack purred. “How long has it been since you’ve had a really good orgasm?”

Those very intimate questions caught Rhys off guard and she found herself flushing horribly and stuttering.

“That long, huh? That’s not good at all, kitten.” Jack kissed over her neck, laughing when Rhys tilted her head to give Jack more access. Jack bit down, sucking loudly. Her hands kneaded the back of Rhys’ thighs.

Rhys’ heavy pants grew louder and she had to duck into Jack’s shoulder to muffle herself.

“Attention all flyers! All flights have been canceled until further notice due to a massive snow storm. We apologize for the inconvenience and will provide hotel rooms for those who need it.”

Rhys gasped, both from the knowledge that she’d be stuck in the same shitty city as her ex and from the harsh bite on her shoulder from Jack.

“Looks like we’re stuck here together. Wanna get a room?”

“Yes!” Rhys moaned, her fingers digging into Jack’s sides.

Jack stepped away and they headed for the hotel.

“Shouldn’t we get a complimentary room? I can’t afford my own,” Rhys mumbled.

Jack had her hand on the small of Rhys’ back and it was very distracting. “Nah, cupcake, I’m richer than whoever owns this airport. We’re getting the whole works and we’re not leaving the bed until the snow clears.”

[geek96boolean10]

Have a very SPOOPY and GARBOOOOOoooooooo Halloween!

Stay safe while you party! And don’t forget Achievement Haunter, too!

[mcnoliap]

What if......

What if....in my FemJack AU, Salazar and Jack have met each other before? I never have thought this, until my boyfriend asked me. (He's a Salack shipper just like me, and help me creating my AU world.) So yeah! What would happen if they have met before The Devil's Triangle? I would love to read yours opinion. (maleJack also welcome!)

[soundsillegal-imin]

instagram wont let me share this so here. more mama jack because im fEELIN THIS COSPLAY (plus I got new shorts and they make my butt look great) ig: troublehunting

[ask-jack-hammer]

M!A: gender swap~ How does it feel to have the other set now?

The now she looks down at her bust, before cupping one in her hand, justbarely able to get her thumb to reach above the areola.

“I-” She was cut off by the pitch of her voice, a quiet B-Flat.

“Is… Is thatwhat Isound like? It’s….. gonna take a while to get used to that. Hopefully I won’t be like this for more than three weeks, I don’t want to find out what laying an egg is like.”

Jack, now Jackie, continued examining herself, noting the new adtittions (check how you read it)

“D-D CUPS?! I have freaking D cups?! I’m buxom up the wazoo here! Most Blue Jay hens are lucky to have large C to small D! I need to get a tape measure.”

After several minutes, she blurts out “Thirty-four inches, aaaannd...... SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY CUBIC CENTIMETERS?!Goddamn. Cocks are gonna be all over me like techpriests on an STC. Hips are……. FORTY?! WHAT THE FUCK?! Did whoever did this intend for me to be eye candy?! The only thing that can make this situation worse is if I have….” She proceeds to measure her waist.

“God. FUCKING. DAMNIT! Twenty-nine inch waist! The bastards did! I’m a fUCKING AVIAN SUPERMODEL!”

[lastoftheorder]

I get that Genderbent is kinda a shameful thing, but I sketched genderbent Handsome Jack. Please enjoy

[jackandthesoulmates]

Judging from my AO3 stats, readers love noncon, underage, somnophilia, Dean with a pussy, femjack and winkline threesomes.

I should put all of that in ONE fic just to see what happens. 😂

[memecucker]

wojak ugly bastard ntr doujin tradfem-femjack cucks nordicchad with soyjack

[moved-femme-fatale-mcgarrett]

FemJack is in many ways the same as her male counterpart except for some difference. Still raised and trained by the Navy but she has more fonder memories. She had a stint as an agent in the CIA before she switched gears. Usually the plot device that allows me to interact with other muses, she becomes a private investigator. 

She’s feisty and cunning, very flirty, shameless...and sinful! 

I do share a lot of very naughty sexy, and even nude stuff. So if you’re not comfortable with that, I completely understand! I think you still get notifications of my replies in case you don’t wanna follow and see the sin on your dash xD 

[davyjonescell]

there are only two types of achievement hunter fanartists:

people who draw femjack chubby, and cowards

[mcnoliap]

I really like this PotC cats AU idea from piratesangel so I did a quick sketch of it. Animals aren’t my comfort zone so it’s might look weird a bit, sorry for that.

[norverarchive]

The Gauntlet

Jax and Lastimosa getting some practice in

“Getting better at this Ajax, you show alot of promise.”

“Catching up to you old man, but then again, not saying much.”

Laughter bubbled out of Lastimosa as he observed his protege Jacqueline Cooper, “Cheeky bastard, just for that you get to run again.”

Amusement sparked in her eyes as she gave and out of breath chuckle,” You sure about that Captain? I might just beat your record like I did Grenier. Poor bugger wouldn’t look me in the eye for a week.”

“Oh har har, less talking and more running rifleman.”

Jax rolled her head once to get the tension from her shoulders before darting off and gliding through the air, guns ready, and eyes sharp. All joking demeanor no more as she went through the course, professional and determined to knock a few seconds off her best time as she went gliding through the air, a grenade chucked there, well-placed bullet there, a switch of walls and a dash of spray there.

The pilot watched as she dashed through the course with admiration and the swelling of pride in his chest. She was like his own child, he saw a lot of himself in her and that’s why he took the initiative to offer training. Even if off record. She had a similar wit, and used too much sarcasm in the face of diversity but so did he when he was younger.

They mellow out with time, and at the very least she knew when to get serious. The only reason she wasn’t a higher rank was because her lack of time in the militia. She had the talent and determination, still rough around the edges but experience would refine that.

Finishing the course Cooper took a short time to observe the board in glee seeing a shortened time, “I’m catchin up with you old timer.” He smirked, ”Get off your high horse, I got something else for ya today unless you plan to try to beat this ‘old timer’s’ score again.”

“Nah I’ve got my fill today, only a matter of time.”

Pushing off of the wall he was leaning on, Lastimosa grinned as he said,” Good, now I think it’s high about time to show you the other part of being a pilot. The Titan, let’s go call one in.”

Interest peaked, Jax cocked her head to the side, nervous jitters running through her system, something new, but something exciting as well. “Oh sounds like fun… Sure it’s okay though?”

“It’s only a simulation, come’on.”

[soundsillegal-imin]

its like some kind of fucked up propaganda poster for biker gangs

[ask-jack-hammer]

She suddenly felt something petting her head, and upon investigating saw an eldar farseer being the culprit. "You're such a beautiful creature~"

(Alternate Timeline: FemJack. I’ve been using Jay of Paradise to denote the timeline variant forming between her and Vince)

“Thaannk yoou? You might want to be careful doing that if you get to Terra Alia somehow. Especially the northeastern, what would be Terra’s northwestern, continent. We kinda like our personal space, but we won’t hesitate to greet you.” Jackie replies, turning around slowly, her head leaning away from the sudden petting warily.

“Reason I say that is because some hens turn to butter, so to speak, if they’re pet the right way. The morally filthy abused that. Thankfully hens can abandon eggs to die before they hatch shortly after they’ve been laid. As for the continent comparison, Terra rotates to the left if you’re looking down the north rotational pole, whereas Terra Alia rotates to the right.”

[severelysizzlingkid-blog]

Another femJack