#jack barakat fanfiction

[aweirdkindofyellow]

The J.A.C.I.E. Project, Pt.4

JACIE Jay-see \ d͡ʒˈe͡ɪsi \ See Jennifer Anna Clara Isabell Evans. An ambitious 21-year-old music student, striving to find her place in the industry.

JACK Jak \ d͡ʒæk \ A guy ten years older than Jacie, who takes a liking to her.

Chapter 4

I was sitting at the dining table, a blank piece of paper in front of me and a pen between my teeth. The midday sun was providing me most of my light through the large window at the front of the house. I was busy trying to write a song for one of my classes, but was really struggling with my lyrics. As much as I loved writing them, having a specific assignment could make it very difficult, especially if inspiration just wasn’t hitting.

It was three days after my birthday. I still occasionally thought about my night with Jack, especially late at night. But I wasn’t expecting anything more to come out of it. Although I had given him my number, I knew how those things usually went. They never even show a single sign of life, let alone any further interest in me. As much as I would have loved to spend another few hours in Jack’s bed, I didn’t have my hopes up.

Much like every other uninspired procrastinator out there, I had my phone close next to me to keep me distracted. I kept telling myself to leave it be, but ever buzz and notification caught my attention and made me spiral into a social media loop again. This time, it was a text from an unknown number that gave me another not-very-well-deserved well deserved break.

Unknown: J.A.C.I.E?

Me: Yeah?

Unknown: Hey! It’s Jack, the guy from your birthday

Me: Hi! I remember very well actually

Of course. It was three days later. He had decided to follow the rule that made you wait three days before contacting somebody you’re sexually or romantically interested in.

Unknown: Just wanted to ask if you’d like to grab some breakfast tomorrow?

Me: Breakfast?

Unknown: To make up for not offering you any last time

Me: I was the one who left for brunch, you couldn’t have offered it even if you wanted to

Unknown: Well, I’d still like to take you

Me: Tomorrow morning?

Unknown: Yeah

Me: Let me check my schedule

I quit the text messages and went on the internet to have a look at my class timetable. Asking me out to breakfast was a little strange. Not that I didn’t like it. I was just very used to getting a 2am ‘u up?’ text if some guy decided to hit me up again. Breakfast to me seemed like a very foreign thing to do if not straight after sex.

Me: Alright, I have a class at 3pm. So, hopefully that’s not too early for you

Unknown: Oh wow, still judging me for not waking up at ungodly hours like you?

Me: 9am is not an ungodly hour. It’s very normal for a day off

Unknown: It’s ungodly after a night of heavy drinking

Me: You jealous?

Unknown: A little

Unknown: Anyway, how about we say 10 then? Which area are you in?

Me: 10 works for me and I’m in Eagle Rock

Unknown: How about we meet half way then? Ever heard of Wild Oak Cafe?

Me: Heard of it, never been

Unknown: I’ll see you there then

Me: I’ll add it to my schedule

Unknown: Maybe you can use it as an excuse for somebody else this time ;)

I went back to trying to write my song, still struggling, but at least getting a few words down. I had to do something. There was no way I could stay up all night trying to do some of the work if I was expected to be somewhere in the morning. I couldn’t show up to breakfast late and all groggy. Getting sleep was important that night.

I hated being late; I always avoided it. Of course, however, I was late to my breakfast with Jack the next morning. It wasn’t exactly my fault, and it wasn’t like I was horribly late, but it still felt horrible. I was one of those people who liked being ten minutes early. What time did I park in the parking lot? Ten past ten. And what time did I finally make it inside? Quarter past ten. Fifteen minutes late was technically twenty-five minutes late, which was practically half an hour late.

My eyes fell on Jack who was already sitting at a small table for two people. He was tapping his foot and scrolling through his phone, not really paying attention to what was happening around him. I just walked straight up to him, since even I didn’t seem to catch his eye when I walked in.

“Hey!” I approached him, finally getting him to look up at me.

“Jacie!” He smiled and put down his phone.

“I’m so sorry I’m late,” I apologised and sat down, straightening out my yellow sundress.

“It’s good, you’re not that late,” he brushed it off. “Although… with your sense of planning I was expecting you to come early, so I came early as well.”

“Usually I am, you got that right. But my dad decided last minute that I needed to bring my brother to school when I first left my bedroom. So I did that in my pajamas and had to go back to change.”

“You have a brother?”

“Yeah, a little brother,” I always smiled when I spoke about him, “he’s six.”

“Really? That’s awesome. I’ve got two siblings who are ten years older than me!” He grinned in excitement as if he was glad we had something in common… sort of.

“So you’re actually the young one, eh?”

“Turns out we both might be.” He handed me a menu. “Anyway, I haven’t ordered anything yet, so take a look.”

I scanned over the menu and nearly choked when I saw the prices. This place wasn’t overly expensive. It wasn’t boujee or only for VIPs. But it was definitely generally out of my price range. I spent that much money on my birthday, but that was a special occasion. Jack didn’t even seem fazed by it. Let’s just say it was very LA. Everything about it was, the food and prices. I absolutely loved it and absolutely hated it.

“Is there something specific I’m looking for here?” I asked, trying to test the waters a little.

Was Jack going to offer to pay? If he was, I didn’t want to order something too expensive. Was I going to pay for my food? Because then my only option was a glass of water and a muffin. Maybe he’d offer to pay and really didn’t care what I got. I didn’t know. Money was a difficult thing.

“I don’t know, what do you like?” He tried helping, not really giving an answer to my hidden question.

“Anything under ten dollars,” I half-joked.

“Oh, no, don’t worry about that. I invited you, choose whatever you want.”

It didn’t really make my choice much easier. What was acceptable to get? Then again, it was all around the same price, so it probably didn’t mean much. Except for the salmon breakfast. But why would I want to get that? I wasn’t that fancy. I was LA, but I was not rich LA.

“Was the sex good enough for pancakes?” I inquired.

Jack’s eyes slipped up from his menu and he bit his lip to hold back a smirk. “It was good enough for pancakes, waffles, and mimosas.”

“Well, that’s an honour. I don’t think I’ve ever been rated that high before.”

“I’ll even throw in a few coffees as well.”

He closed his menu to signal that he had chosen what he wanted. I followed his actions, putting it down on the table and crossing my hands over it. Soon after, a waiter approached us and asked us for our order. Jack gave it, recounting everything he told me: pancakes, waffles, mimosas, and two coffees. Surprisingly, I wasn’t asked for an ID, usually I was. Our menus were taken away and we were left to only talk to each other again.

“So, Jacie…” Jack started, tapping his fingers against the table.

“Yeah?” I crossed my legs and leaned back into my chair.

He leaned forward to compensate for the new distance. “Tell me about yourself?”

“Tell you about myself? This sounds strangely like an interview for a job.”

“I’ve gotta make it go full circle,” he defended himself.

“I have actually gone to so many different interviews, I have answers memorised. You don’t want me to fall into that rehearsed script, trust me,” I laughed.

“Okay, I’ll steer clearly away from that then.” He nodded playfully. “How did you interview at Fueled by Ramen go?”

“About as well as I expected,” I shrugged with indifference. “I’m pretty sure I will not be getting that position. But I do still need to find an internship somewhere.”

“Why do you need to find one?”

“I opted to do one as part of my degree. Work experience is always good to have if you want to get somewhere.”

“Right! That makes a lot of sense, actually…” He obviously hadn’t considered the fact that I could have still been a student. “What do you study?”

I smiled. “Music. It’s pretty general, but since it’s my last year, I’ve been mainly focusing on writing and production.”

“Ah, I can see you’re not the managing type.”

“Oh, no, I don’t mind managing.” I corrected quickly with a shake of my head. “That’s the next best thing, really.”

He frowned as our mimosas arrived. “But you said that internship wasn’t for you?”

“I said Experience Management wasn’t my thing. Why would I want to have a job in posting what events and concerts will be happening and actually have nothing to do with the organisation in any way?”

“Huh, yeah, that does sound pretty boring,” he agreed with a chuckle. “I didn’t even know they had people specifically for that.”

“You’d think they’d have a general social media person for that, right?”

“I’ve done my fair share of posting things like that, but it’s promo for myself, so it’s fun.”

“I fully expect somebody’s just bored of the job themselves,” I admitted and leaned back in to take a sip from my drink, which was one of the best mimosas I had ever tasted. “So, all they could think of to make it more bearable was to hire an unpaid intern.”

“Oof, yeah, that’s a no from me.”

“I can do so much better than that.”

Jack grinned at me as he looked me in the eyes, picking up his own glass as well. “Yes, you definitely can.”

[buckyeah]

How i read fics

[halojalex]

what if i told you i’m working on another smut fic 🌝

[srhgaskarth]

Glitter and Crimson. New Religion and Kill Ur Vibe are punching my Jalex gut so fucking hard.

[divine-passion]

There’s a long, long pause on the other end of the line, and then John laughs.

“What the fuck, asshole-,”

“Alex,” he laughs, bright and cheerful as always, “Do you have any idea how refreshing it is that you called needing to talk about something serious and it’s a fucking boy problem?”

(just to seal my fate // alex's version)

[asmileforyourscrapbooks]

TEASER FOR A JALEX FIC IM WRITINGGG

Jack is in love with Alex. That much they both knew, despite Jack never once saying it out loud. The way he looked at Alex made it obvious enough, and the look Alex returned should have told Jack the same. But Alex was a complicated person with complicated feelings and a complicated marriage, which just made their own relationship all the more, you guessed it, complicated.  

But what’s a star without the one who hung it?  

[theunknownofficial]

Jalex Prompt

Prompt: Jack and Alex Smut I'm not Picky 😂🤣

Synopsis: Alex flunks a college test so he goes to Jack for a distraction.

[alltimefanfiction]

Anons asking for characters with their own names?

Must have been interesting.

Also, looking forward to the new theme!

Oh, all the time. Allllllll the time. People basically wanted to read stories and envision themselves, I guess, which I get but the way we found those stories was literally by Googling, "Jack Barakat Amelia fanfiction" and then just linking any story we discovered that had Jack paired with a girl called Amelia (or whatever) lmao. I think the older mods just started asking people to do that because the inbox was clogged as hell at that time.

And thank-you! I'm really fucking buzzed for it because I want this current theme to burn and die.

-Eve

[fangirl94stuff]

Jack Barakat (All Time Low)

'Remind me again why you are here Jack,' you huff, sitting back on your heels in the middle of your lounge.

Jack lays across your sofa staring at you while eating popcorn, 'I'm here for moral support y/n, I did offer to help if I recall, but what did you say?'

You can't help but pout at Jack's mocking tone because he was right and you hated being wrong. You'd gone and gotten yourself a new entertainment unit from IKEA and insisted you could build it yourself, and now he was enjoying watching you struggle, knowing you'd crack and ask for his help eventually.

You go back to the pieces of wood in front of you and pick up the instruction booklet, the sound of Jack eating popcorn getting louder.

'I've been working long and hard on this, why is it so difficult?' you moan loudly, throwing the booklet to the side.

The popcorn sound stops and you feel a presence behind you, and in the corner of your eye you see Jack leaning into your ear, his lips pulled back in a smirk.

'You know what else is long and hard y/n?' he whispers in your ear.

You shudder, 'No! don't you dare say--'

Jack grins and the next thing you know he's waving the instruction booklet in front of your face, 'this journey to success is long and hard, get your head out of the gutter y/n.'

You snatch the booklet from his hands knowing your face was a little flustered as Jack knew how to push your buttons and vice versa, 'okay you do it them, Barakat.'

Jack can't stop laughing and hugs you, 'is little y/n flustered? You're so cute when you're mad. I will put this together just you watch.'

You squirm out of his grasp and throw yourself down on the sofa and pick up his abandoned popcorn. Jack was so going to tell the rest of the guys about this and no one would let you live this moment down because it was fun to embarrass y/n.

After an hour Jack had put the unit together with little inputs from you here and there, and the two of you put your tv on it, 'you did good Jack, next time I'll ask for your help straight away.'

Jack smiles widely and looks down at you next to him, 'you know how you can pay me back y/n?'

You shake your head, 'no way--'

'HOME ALONE,' he shouts, cutting you off.

You let your best friend drag you back to the sofa, even if you couldn't stand the film you did owe Jack. Scratch that, next time you were paying IKEA to build the furniture for you.

[overthere-in-neverland]

so in a few days it’s gonna be my birthday (july 21) and I wanted to request an imagine that’s a little bit...dirty i guess?, one where the reader gets waken up by jack eating her out, if you dont want to do it, i’ll understand

AN Hi I’m sleepy but also it’s been a real hot minute since I’ve been here huh? Me in June: yeah I’m back ! I’ll keep writing! Me now: it’s been 6 months and since I last posted the other imagines, I have not even looked at these requests. But there are some in here that are super cute and I want to get to. I may have to turn off requests for a bit, even tho my last one that I posted got like what, 20 notes? Rip lol but I guess that’s the price I pay for being offline for three years lmao. Anyway enjoy this one, I’m quite into somno and shit lately, so hopefully this is cute. ALSO HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY BY LIKE THREE YEARS AND 4 MONTHS LMFAO HOPE IT WAS RAD

Also hi this is a lot shorter than usual but there’s no plot so like idk how to make it longer and I don’t wanna force it. Anyway here u go love u

Warning: smut

Your POV

It was year one into my relationship with Jack. He was gone a lot due to touring and recording that wasn’t in Baltimore, so the time we spent together, I cherished. He flew me out to LA this time so I could be near him while they were working on whatever All Time Low was planning on doing. I arrived late at night, and they were still in the studio, so I took a shower, and curled up into bed to wait for him.

I must have fallen asleep, because I don’t remember him getting into bed at night or if he did at all. The next thing I remember happening was the touch of soft lips on my inner thighs. I was wearing shorter shorts, and a t-shirt to bed. My head was still a little fuzzy, and it can be hard to wake me up, so I just turned around.

“Baby,” I heard my boyfriend whisper. “Do you want to wake up?”

I groaned in response. Whether it was out of pleasure or apathy to being woken up, I don’t know. I can go both ways. He was tugging on my shorts, trying to get me to cooperate, and I just moaned again and flipped over. I then felt his fingers on me over the panties, and my eyes finally snapped open.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Jack smiled.

“Mm. Jack?” I blinked at the dimly lit room. I couldn’t tell if the curtains were just that good or if it was still dark out. “What time is it?”

“Sh.” He started to tug down my shorts and panties. I didn’t wear a bra to bed, so you could see my nipples poking through my baggy t shirt out of arousal. We both are into somno so it wasn’t a bad thing that was happening, and he would stop if I asked for it. 

He let his hand drag gently against me, and I was already bucking up in anticipation. After not seeing him for weeks, and the way I’m being greeted is enough to turn anyone on. He placed his hand gently on my belly, scrunching up my shirt, and leaned up to kiss me. 

I kissed back as much as my sleep-induced state would let me, letting my hands play in his hair. I loved how soft it was to touch. He broke the kiss after not long, and slid his hand off to place it on my thighs, kissing his way down. The gentleness of it all made me moan, this time definitely because of pleasure. 

By this time, my bottom half was completely exposed, and he was trailing his kisses down my thighs, dangerously close to my folds. His tongue licked my slit and I yelped in surprise. I knew it was coming, but it was still a fresh sensation to be feeling at whatever time it was. 

His tongue flicked my clit, and my hips bucked in response. He held my waist down with his big hands as he started sucking. I breathed in, moving my legs to wrap around his shoulders. “Jack please,” I moaned, grasping at the sheets below me, almost seeing stars.

“Please what, Princess?” he asked between my legs. I needed some reprieve, so I let out a scream, letting go of the sheets to pull at his hair. He moaned against me, and that made my legs twitch even more. 

“Please!” 

“Please what? I need to hear you say it.” I was writing while his tongue was flicking against me, writing unknown soliloquies against my clit. I was breathing hard, and pulling at his hair, and he was keeping my hips in place. My thighs clenched around him, and it just made him grasp me harder. 

“I need you!” I was finally able to get out.

“Need me to do what?” 

“Anything!” 

“Like?” He was taunting me now, knowing that I couldn’t very well speak while having my clit be this stimulated especially after having just woken up, and seeing my boyfriend that I don’t get to see often. I was writhing against him, and molded to him.

“Just fill me!” He took that as about as clear as I could make it and finally put a finger inside me. If only that was enough, now I was being stimulated in two areas, desperate for more reprieve, and still clenching my thighs around him. “More,” I moaned.

He put in another finger, knowing exactly where to hit after a year of being together, and it was enough to push me super close. “Jack!” 

He continued sucking and fingering me until I called out “I’m coming!” My walls unclenched and I rode the high until it settled down, my legs quivering from the intense pleasure. I looked down at him and he met my gaze, soft brown eyes smiling up at me. “Good morning,” I said hoarsely. 

“Good morning,” he smiled at me, crawling up to get closer. I was feeling pretty sleepy after that, and nothing sounded better than to fall asleep in my boyfriend’s arms.

“Do you want me to take care of you?” I asked while yawning.

“Maybe later. I just want to hold you right now, it feels like it’s been forever.”

“I know what you mean.” He pulled me close, and held me against him as he sighed contentedly. “Welcome back,” I whispered, holding his arms around me, basking in his warmth.

He tightened his grip, and nuzzled into my hair, attempting to fall back asleep. I could feel his boner behind me. Maybe later today I’ll return the favor and wake him up with the same type of surprise. 

[getawaygaskarth]

x | give credit if used

yeah i chose Rian

[aweirdkindofyellow]

Growing with J.A.C.I.E.

Fifth (and final) sequel to The J.A.C.I.E. Project

JACIE Jay-see \ d͡ʒˈe͡ɪsi \ See Jennifer Anna Clara Isabell Evans. A 26-year-old navigating the high and lows of starting a family.

JACK Jak \ d͡ʒæk \ A guy ten years older than Jacie, excited to start a family with the person he’d call the love of his life.

After a positive pregnancy test, there’s nothing Jack and Jacie can do but pray that everything goes well. Their history goes to show that things just aren’t that simple. Will their fears and past issues catch up to them? Or will they finally get the happy ending they so desperately desire?

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[foliea]

Cake On Your Birthday - Alex Gaskarth Imagine

Pairing: Alex Gaskarth x Reader

Word Count: 624

Warnings: One cuss word???

Author’s note: Okay so,,,, this is about the song Birthday by All Time Low I’m not sure why I wrote this but I did. Also I have no hate towards Lisa, I just thought this would fit better for Alex :)

“Y/N sweetie? Didn’t All Time Low release a new song?” My mom asked me.

“Yeah it’s called birthday.” I smiled thinking about Lex.

“I hear there’s a music video for it.” Micah remarked with a smirk. “We should watch it.”

“Why do I have a feeling you’ve already seen it?” He shrugged with a little laugh. “Why not, I mean I haven’t seen it.”

I grabbed my laptop and opened YouTube. After finding the video, I turned the screen so everyone could see it.

The video opened up with Alex... tied to a chair. Then Rian also tied to a chair. Then Zack, then Jack, then Alex again. The video only got weirder as it went on. Cake was thrown in their faces, a giant panda showed up at one point, and to top it all off the very awkward synchronized pounding of fist on the table.

By the time the video was done my brother was in hysterics and my mom was utterly confused. “What did I just watch?” My mom asked after a few minutes of silence.

“I-I’m not sure.” I replied, my brother still laughing. “But I do know it had All Time Low written all over it.”

“I’m playing that on your birthday. Wait no you’re wedding!” Micah joked, with a form of seriousness laced in his words.

“Don’t say that around the boys, Jack’ll agree immediately.” laughed along with him.

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“Lex? Where are you?” I called out.

“Babe?” I followed the sound to the kitchen. “Hey there cutie.”

I stood on my toes and placed my lips on his. “Hiya.” I smiled.

“How was your moms place?”

“Good.” I responded. “We uh watched your music video.”

“Oh uh” He smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Did you like it?”

“Well it was original...” He laughed a bit. “But Micah said he’s gonna play it at our wedding.”

“Our wedding?”

My eyes widened at Alex’s response. “Uh well I mean. Uh I didn’t mean to-”

“Y/N. It’s okay, you’re fine.” He grabbed the sides of my face. “I’m not upset, I promise.”

Alex quickly pressed a kiss to my lips. “I love you, Lex.” I smiled.

“I love you too N/N.”

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“Happy birthday dork.” I opened eyes to see Alex in front of me.

“Thank you, Lex.” I pecked his cheek.

“Everyone’s downstairs but you looked too cute to wake up.”

I rolled my eyes, getting up. “Give me ten minutes.”

Alex nodded leaving the room. I walked over to my dresser pulling out a Glamour Kills sweater and ripped jeans.

After changing I picked up my phone and walked downstairs. “There she is, the girl of the hour!” Jack exclaimed upon seeing me. “Happy Birthday, freak.”

“Wow thanks Jack.” I sarcastically responded.

“Hey wait I’ve got a video to show everyone.” I turned to Micah who already had the remote to my Roku TV in his hands, ready to open YouTube.

I turned away from the TV to try and find Alex. I spotted him talking to my mom. “Bubs.” I spoke walking towards the pair.

Alex looked over and opened his arms, smiling. “Hello beautiful.” He said wrapping his arms around me.

“Oh shit! I love this song!” Alex and I both looked over to where Jack was stood in front of the TV. The first few cords of Birthday rang out into our living room. Alex let out a laugh as I buried my head into his shoulder.

“Birthday down. Wedding to go.” Micah spoke up after the song finished. The boys ooo’d and Lex laughed again as I rolled my eyes. Although if Alex was as happy as he was now about the song, I would be perfectly fine hearing it then.

[halojalex]

I'VE FINALLY POSTED IT

this is a fic that's been in the works since january 😭 lmk what you think if you read it bc i love to hear people's thoughts, it always means so much to me

[srhgaskarth]

why do i feel like Tell Me I'm Alive album is a Jalex album? Am I the only one?

[divine-passion]

hiiii everyone!

if anyone is out there in the void, send me jalex plots you’d like to see written… i need some new inspiration :)