#jack russel x reader

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Monster mash

Synopsis: Vampire!Reader is captured and to be killed during the hunt. Jack and Ted to the rescue!

Jack Russell X Vampire!Reader (they/them), Platonic Ted friendship too

Sorry Avatar fans but the little werewolf guy got me (I have like 3 different vampire/werewolf blogs so this really isnt a surprise)

Sequel

The Bloodstone manor was a frankensteined mass of ancient wood, marble, concrete and metal. The old home was gutted and wired into the 21st century. There was a sprawling once overgrown garden reworked into a modernist labyrinth. With all the new amendments it was a marvel it'd retained even half of it's beauty. Though perhaps dangling from chains at the center of the maze did rob some of its charms for you.

Your arms ached after the hours hanging in that position as you tried another feeble attempt as tugging your hands free. Your toes could just barely scrape against the stone bellow and kept you from getting better leverage. Still you tried to pull yourself up the chain again even if you quickly slipped and snapped back down hard.

You yelped before you dropped your chin to your chest with a deep frustrated sigh. You'd been un-gagged once they'd hung you here, you could shout out? Though who amongst the guests would do anything but laugh at your predicament. Hell best they'd offer would be a swift end.

Your lament was interrupted by the sounds of someones approach. He moved slow and carefully into the circular garden you hung in. All hunters seemed to have striking appearances but you couldn't help appreciate his. Beautiful suit, salt and pepper hair swept neatly to the side and intricate paint framing a handsome face.

It was daft to be admiring your soon to be executioner but simple pleasures were all that remained now. So you would enjoy the curve of his lips, the slope of his nose and those dark eyes at now fixated on you.

You stared back at his now frozen form. It was a little amusing seeing him frozen mid stride like a cartoon character. Though levity turned sour quickly as you kept focus on him. The man seemed to grimace at you, a lip curling slightly before his face smoothed out again. You frowned, confused at him before he began walking towards you.

A shiver of panic ran through you. The chill of the night suddenly present and sending goosebumps across your skin. The fizzing ran to your fingers as you tugged more frantically on your restraints.

"Woah woah hey! hey!" Jack whispered as he came closer to the now frantic vampire. Verussa Bloodstone had made the horrible announcement that she'd had one caught as an extra surprise for everyone. Jack Russell had met a few in his years. Some blood crazed and beyond help but a few definitely worth protecting.

"I am unarmed, please be still!" He whispered over the rattling of the chains. He cringed, first at the sound then at the reddening skin around their hold. The vampires body was filthy, clothing tattered and hair greasy. How long had they been captured for? There was no blood on them, had they not fought back?

The vampire's body stopped thrashing a moment and they snapped a wide expression to him. He felt a lump in his throat. Even hanging there they were a vision, with beautiful sad eyes staring back at him. The momentum from their struggled kept their body turning. They kept shifting their head to try keep him in sight. Jack moved into view, circling to keep himself visible to them as he looked up at the chain's mechanism.

You watched the man with uncertain eyes. His quizzical expression as he took in the chain, the stone above it was affixed to, it's anchoring. Your heart rate settled as you observed him, his calaveras paint made the little changes to his expression more visible in the low light. He didn't look like was going to strike a blow any time soon.

"My names Jack...Um...can I just..." He stammered as he stepped closer. You remained frozen, raising an eyebrow to him. "I'm going to see if I can get you down..." He continued, mumbling his words.

Jack stepped in closer again, meeting your eyes again with his hands raised. Waiting for permission to touch you?

"Please." You said, not liking how horse it came out in front of this hunter. Then his face split into a crooked smile that sent butterflies straight to your stomach.

Meanwhile Jack tried to stop the shake from his hands as he wrapped his arms around their legs and lifted. He was momentarily surprised by the cool sensation before he realized he'd made contact with your bare legs.

"Mierda, sorry..." Jack said as he tried to adjust his hold. His lift took the weight from your arms and you couldn't help a groan that escaped your lips. The ache in your arms relieved a moment you relaxed in his hold despite your sudden nerves.

"Y/n." You said, still keeping your eyes on him.

His hands felt hot against your skin and sent a buzz through you. This close you could catch the scent of him easier. It was intoxicating, one part deep forest in the rain with a touch of musk and something warm. It awakened an entirely different hunger.

Jack tried desperately to avoid your gaze locked on him, instead focusing on the chain. He felt bad enough for gripping your thigh even if your sigh proved he'd helped ease the pain. Still it was no time to be ogling you especially in such a compromised position.

"With the slack, do you think you could free your hands?" Jack asked. You shifted in his grip, leaning into him as you tried to tug the knotted chain. You could feel the heat radiating from him but tried to remain focused on the task at hand.

Your scent all but consumed Jack now. His face so close to the base of your throat and chest. It took enormous will power for him not to nestle in closer and take it in. He felt embarrassed enough with how fast his heart was pounding, he didn't want to add to that.

"Someone's coming." You whispered. You paused your attempt to quiet the rattling and listened out. Past Jack's heartbeat you heard another, slower and approaching.

Jack cursed, lowering your legs slowly and gently before shifting away. A panic bubbled in you again. He was going to leave you here? Of course he was, he was a hunter wasn't he? Then he turned back, soft hazel eyes locking onto yours.

"I'm here for my friend, Ted, I'll draw them off, find him then we'll come back for you okay?" He promised with a sincerity in his smile that had you convinced in a second. You nodded, smiling tightly back at him.

Jack ran off into the maze, shoes slapping loudly against stone. The approaching hunter veered off course and you listened to them fade away. Then you were alone again, pain singing loudly up your arms.

You started swinging your legs. At first in some attempt for escape but it gradually grew into a way to waste a little time. Ticking like a pendulum in the growing chill of the night. You hoped Jack would be back before your arms died entirely.

You were brought out of your daze by a fresh scent lilting through the breeze. The familiar notes of nature but different, fresher somehow? You stilled your waving legs, letting your rocking slow until you were hanging rigid.

The smell lingered, strong and close but you couldn't hear the pattering of Jack. Though as you strained you did hear another heart approach. Then another behind you beating strong and steady. You were going to try turn when another hunter entered the circle.

He wasn't Jack. He was taller, broader and his smirk was cruel. He stalked forward like a predator, eyes raking up and down his prey. You squirmed under his gaze and let out a low hiss.

"Well, pretty sure you were meant to be a prize for the winner~" He purred as he approached. He put a hand on your hip before harshly pushing you. The chain spun you in circles as he laughed.

"Oh this is just too good!" He jeered. You thrashed violently, trying harder to pull free.

In glimpses you saw his laughing face, then something looming behind him, then a mass of roots and nature and blazing red eyes. Then he was screaming in a burst of bright flame, flesh searing and turning to ash in the claws of the hunts real target. A creature unlike any you'd encountered before but that held that same earthy scent Jack had.

"...Ted?" You breathed out. You had to suppress a squeak when the creatures massive head snapped up to you. The pieces seemed to fall in place in that second as Ted's face shifted, his eyes softening to you.

"Ted!" You smiled gently as his great clawed hand reached to you, stilling your spinning with the ease of just one finger. "Your friend Jack was here."

Ted's eyes widened and a low grumbling came from deep in his chest. He sounded surprised but appreciative, though whatever words were in the rumble escaped your ears. You didn't even have to ask as his other hand gripped the chain. It melted away and you dropped to your feet, what was left clattering from your wrists to the stone floor.

Your balance was gone and you tipped forward on unsteady legs. Ted's hand was raised still and you caught yourself on his thumb. He looked to you with sympathetic eyes as you tried to stretch out the strain in your shoulders.

"Thank you Ted," You said, patting his hand as you tried your legs again. More stable this time you took a few steps and feeling seemed to return to you. "We should stay low, avoid the hunters until we can find your friend?" You asked.

Ted nodded deeply shifting back the way he'd come, pausing briefly and looking over his shoulder to you. You jogged after him, glad for him accepting to your tagging along.

You shifted quietly through the maze, listening carefully before taking corners. It was harder for Ted, the bloodstone was affixed to his shoulder and seemed to be causing some amount of pain. Every few steps he growled against the sting.

Another hunter passed ahead and Ted grabbed your body in one hand. He dove back into the shrubbery with you now dangling in his hand. It was odd to be held by him, feeling more like hanging from a tree limb than a hand. Vines and moss seemed to grown against his skin, little glimpses of flowering plants amongst blades of grass up against his shoulders. He was a lovely creature and the idea of the others hunting him made you suddenly furious.

Ted made an odd grumble turning slightly. You wanted to ask but where sure now you'd only be met with more grumbling growls. He let out a louder roar pushing a clawed hand through the shrubbery.

You primed yourself to pounce out for a fight but the rumbling in Ted's chest sounded more like a pleasant chuckle.

"Hey! hey! What's up?" Jack cooed. Through the ivy Jack met eyes with his old friend, a delighted smile spreading across his face. He reassured him through the small space before Jack spied Ted's other hand.

"Oh you found them! Good good, this makes things a whole lot easier!" He grinned up at you with a slight wave. You returned it, wobbling unsteadily in Ted's grip, before holding back onto his hand.

"Oh...um Ted? Maybe you could let them down again?" Jack smiled nervously. Ted rumbled a response but gently placed you back on your feet. "Well yes but they are okay now, right?"

Jack's eyes met your confused expression.

"You understand him?" You asked.

"Yes of course." Jack answered matter of factlly before moving on to share his plan. You shrugged to yourself before you heard another approach.

Jack and Ted both reacted too. Ted immediately had you by the shoulders and was pulling you off to hide again, whilst Jack scrambled away. You ran along side Ted keeping pace with his strides. He wailed again as the bloodstone burned against his skin.

Pity for him swelled again. Ted was being so kind to you, he didn't deserve to be trapped in here in so much pain. Jack at least understood that too but why was still a mystery. Hunters of the past may have had a different code but these days it was kill first ask questions never. Why was he different?

You hid again against the smooth stone peaking into the gloom for anyone sneaking up on you both. Ted slumped against the ivy with a groan. Still he kept an eye down the other side with his back to you. You were glad he seemed to trust you, it'd been a while since you'd had a real ally.

Ted's claw hooked your arm, tugging you towards the shrubbery. You turned spying the bearded hunter approaching it. You stiffened ready to pounce if he drew too close but he was distracted. Another hunter yelled to him and he spun.

Ted reached a hand out gripping the hunters head and setting it ablaze. You leapt out to the other hissing and bearing fangs but stilled. Her weapons were lowered and her hands raised so you snapped your mouth shut. Ted roared furiously at her but she remained still, then she addressed him.

"Your friend is waiting for you both." She explained.

Ted grumbled pleasantly his body relaxing as Elsa lead you both back through the labyrinth. You jogged on the rear keeping a head spinning back for the other hunters. You could hear them all around, approaching the thundering footsteps of your new friend as he ran.

An explosion rang out ahead of you, Elsa diving to the side as some rumble from the wall bust out towards her. You slowed to a stop as Ted ran ahead to the gash in the external wall. Elsa flung a grapple out pulling the stone from his back as he ran out.

He bellowed pleasantly and you couldn't help but laugh. Elsa and Jack beamed as you jogged towards the hole. The stone shone on the floor, angry red light that made your eyes water. You practically snarled as you passed it and sprinted across the grass.

You paused when you heard a strange sound, followed by a grunt. Where was Jack? In the gloom you could make out the hunters circled around him, prone on the ground. What was he doing?

"Ted! Ted stop!" You called quietly as you tried to catch up to him. He stilled vines whipping out from his body as he turned. Ted chirped and tilted his head to you.

"Jack! Something happened he's still back there." You exclaimed. Ted made a groaning sound before he scooped you up again. You'd stopped being surprised by this now and instead gripped onto the moss of his back when he placed you there. He could be surprisingly nimble for such a large creature, moving swiftly back through the labyrinth and up to the manor.

"Wait stop here." You called slipping down off his back to land on the ground. "I'll sneak in here, we have to figure out how to go about this without getting caught again."

Ted grumbled some approval looking around before pointing off to the glass domed roof. You nodded and he jogged off towards it as you kept low around the side of the building. There were windows and doors but the likely hood of an alarm being triggered was high.

It took some time by you found your way to an open door. An elderly man walked through and past into the halls of the home. You wedged a foot in the gap letting him walk on before slipping through.

For an awful few moments you worried an alarm would blare. That they somehow had more security that would descend on you again. Had you fought harder, risked killing those who hunted you first maybe you'd never have ended up here. Then again if you had perhaps you'd still be alone.

All signs showed you were too late. A commotion in one of the rooms drew your focus and you slipped in with armored figures before the doors shut. Jack was gone and Elsa remained in a cage at the center looking terrified. The other figures spun around the room but missed your sudden appearance. It was only when a werewolf dropped from the ceiling you realized you were the least of their concerns right now.

You rushed the cage as attention fell upon the figure tearing into the security. You could barely take your eyes off the attack. Wild fur, pointed ears, snarling and claws. All was a blur of motion and snapping.

"Elsa!" You called to her. She was already moving to climb out of the cage but you bent the bars ahead of her. She frowned a little but smiled to you with a curt nod. She clambered out as your eyes focused again on the werewolf, preparing to fight back if it came to that. Something in it's scent caught you then, a warm musk and his face still painted.

"Christ is that Jack?" You asked watching again as the werewolf leapt to another foe. Elsa didn't respond just rushing to the wall to grab a sword before the hunter in white reappeared. It had to be right?

You sensed the hunter diving to the side as they took a swing. You tucked and rolled bashing into the wall. You looked up stunned feeling the nights events hitting you harder now than before.

The bloodstone matriarch was in front of you the vibrant stone flashing and you hit the wall again. You let out a shriek and collapsed to the ground, black spotting in your vision as you spied Jack hurling himself at her.

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Jack awoke as he did most nights after a full moon, though maybe feeling a little worse than normal. His body ached from the change, his mind reeling and confused as he tried to piece together the events that lead him here.

A soft song drifted on the morning breeze as he groaned pulling himself out towards Ted. He struggled to his feet, cloak wrapped around his naked body against the morning chill. Ted offered him tea and he took it moving to sit with his friend as he recollected himself.

His hands shook. Elsa? He'd been trapped in there with her. He asked Ted but his conscious was clear. She was fine and well back at the manor. Ted and him joked as he began to feel more himself. The night coming back to him in reverse he was startled by another thought.

"Wait our new friend, y/n, the vampire?" He asked Ted in a sudden panic. Ted shifted his leg chirping an explanation. He'd smashed into the estate, scooped up this one and took them with him as he ran off to find Jack. They now laid curled up in the shade Ted provided at his feet. Sleeping soundly in the dewy grass it seemed.

Jack admired their peaceful expression before Ted mumbled something. Jack felt the heat rise to his cheeks and he huffed.

"No! I was just worried they were still caught is all." He grumbled, crossing the cloak in tighter as he buried himself in the tea. Still considering Ted seemed to have taken a liking to their new friend, perhaps it wouldn't be so hard to convince them to come along?

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hey Rose.

Yesterday was my birthday and I was gonna check in with you, but got caught up in some stuff.

Anyway, can I ask for a Jack Russell x Reader platonic fluff fanfic?

Hey DJ😃 Happy Belated Birthday Day🎂🎂🎂🎉🎉🎉🎁🎁🎁🥳🥳🥳👍I hope you had a good birthday yesterday🥳I'm doing good, by the way😃👍 Request wise, I will work on a fanfic with Jack Russell (aka Werewolf By Night), however for you I may end up writing the reader as gender neutral reader (I still will write the reader as yn in sider the fanfic)😃👍Anyways, since your birthday was yesterday, I might write atleast a little bit more than you requested😁👍

🎁🐺Your Birthday Surprise From Jack🐺🎁(Jack Russell, aka, Werewolf By Night x Gender Neutral Reader)

Genres: Platonic Fluff, Birthday Platonic Fluff, and Surprise Birthday Fluff

While you were grocery shopping you couldn't help wondering why Jack Russell was letting you go shopping by yourself. You thought it was unlike him to let you go by yourself, aside from hero duties that he needed to do. You knew he was up to something, however you still couldn't figure out why he just had you go to the grocery store without him, because it was unusual of him to do so, especially on his free time with you.

When you got home from grocery shopping, you've seen some party decorations, then Jack came out while holding a cake, as he happily said, "You're earlier than expected...". You replied, "Well, Jack... There's not as much traffic, as it usually is... Anyways, what's with the party decorations?". He replied back, "Well, (yn)... Since I know today is your birthday, I figured I'd work on surprising you today... I noticed you're carrying some groceries in the house... Here... I will put the cake on the kitchen table quick... Then you let me help you with putting the groceries away..."

Once Jack helped you put the groceries away, he letted you relax on the couch, as he continued prepping up for your birthday stuff. When he finished with prepping up for you birthday stuff that he was prepping up for you, he had you go inside the kitchen, before you saw that he made your favorite food (which you enjoyed best when he cooks it), the presents he wrapped up for you, and the same cake he was holding earlier, except that this time the cake was finally decorated, the way you ended up liking it.

Your birthday turned out to be the best birthday ever, for you. You really enjoyed your favorite food that, Jack cooked for you, you thought the cake was absolutely delicious, and you even are happy with the presents he got for you. He was really glad you enjoyed your birthday.

After you finished eating everything, he decided to wash the dishes... And you decided to help him wash the dishes, even if it is your birthday. You figured it's atleast fair for everything he did for you on your birthday and you want to help him with atleast something.

🌝🎂The🐺End🎂🌝

I hope you enjoyed this Jack Russell fanfic my Tumblr Peeps🐺👍As for you DJ, I do hope you had fun ready this birthday platonic fluff fanfic, as well 🎂🐺👍Yes, yesterday was your birthday, however I wanted to add the birthday part in it, even it it's belated🎂🎁🎉🥳🌝🐺👍

@writers-requiem

[redheadspark]

Can I request some smut with Jack Russell × Reader that they try for a baby, please?

P.S. I love your writing so much!!! xoxo

A/N - YAS! Sorry for not writing this sooner, I briefly had a minor mental breakdown, but now I'm back to writing! It'll be nice and short, I hope you like it

Try

Summary - Jack is never afraid to try anything, including giving you a baby.

Warnings - SMUT! 18+, No minors allowed in this one!

Your breathing was slowly coming back from gasping for air, gasping to come back to reality after living out the intense high that you were feeling. Eyes still closed, hair askew all over your pillow and along the cool cotton sheet below you, sweat gathering along your skin. Your senses were on fire and heightened, yet the one thing that was grounded and keeping you connected to reality around you was the pair of lips along your skin and calloused fingers along your bare hips and thighs. Salt and pepper hair ticking your chin and cheeks, stubble touching the underside of your jaw, and a warm body against your own.

"Amor.....oh Amor, you'll be the death of me,"

You grinned and finally opened your eyes lazily to see the man perched above you, watching you with love and a hint of alluring lust in his bright eyes. His own body language was still filled with electricity, sweat along his forehead with his hair plastered there along his skin, he too was gasping for air and yet sounding as if he could go again. Maybe he could, since this was your third time cumming that night.

Your husband, werewold and monster hunter Jack Russel, brought it up actually.

You two were visiting your best friend's house earlier that day, your best friend Emily from college just having a baby and was finally letting friends and distinct family come see her newborn son. You were itching to see her and to meet your new "Nephew", getting a massive shock when you arrived at her house that you were now his Godmother. Such a massive title and responsibility was now on your shoulders, but you took it in stride as she handed her son over to you. You were instantly in love with your Godson, inheriting his mother's light hair and his father's cheeks.

As you were tending to the baby, Jack was chatting with Emily and her husband Travis, catching up with Travis on their careers and what was coming up next in your travels. You were rocking newborn Aiden gently as he slept, content on soaking up some time with him and simply enjoying the newborn in your embrace. Yet you never saw Jack out of the corner of your eye watching you grin and hum to Aiden, a smile on his lips and his heart swelling with the sight of his wife holding a baby.

When you two made it home after another hour of visiting, Jack immediately wrapped you in his arms and peppered you with kisses. You thought he was simply being coy, Jack was always affectionate and willing to love on you when you two were alone. It was a sweet side of him that you never wished to diminish. The way he held you close as you were against the counter, about to make dinner, it made you grin widely as he was behind you and pressing kiss after kiss along your shoulders and neck.

"I want one," he said against your skin, you leaning against him as your fingers were interlaced on the countertop.

"Do you?" You asked coyly, though he grinned against your neck as he kissed it softly as a teasing gesture, "And here I thought we were going to wait and take our time together. That was the plan right....mmph,"

His half-hard cock was along your ass, rubbing against you as he licked your neck lightly and you almost collapsed from the touch.

"Maybe I had a change of heart after seeing you hold that little one...picturing in my mind you carrying our own little one and us being parents," Jack whispered against your ear as he kept rotating his hips against your backside, your mind going fuzzy, "I think we should try, Amor,"

"T-try?" You asked in a squeak as his spare hand snuck to the front of your jeans to pop the button open, letting his fingers sneak under the jeans and against your panties to feel how warm you were. You moan, Jack chuckling from hearing you crumble.

"Trying for a baby is the best part, isn't it?" Jack hummed against your neck, "Plus...I think I'm a bit rusty. So what do you say, Amor? Wanna try for a baby?"

"God yes," You sighed, Jack turning you around and kissing you hotly against the counter as you were leaning into him. Your mind was running so fast, thinking only about Jack and being this close to him. It wasn't that you two never had sex, your sex life was quite healthy and a bit active. But this new side of Jack, almost primal and organic, was making you feel that drive too as he hoisted you up and planted you on the countertop.

You yelped, sitting on the countertop as he hastily stripped your jeans off your legs to throw them behind you while he sunk to his knees. You were in a daze, seeing this dominant side of Jack as he caressed your bare thighs and saw the light purple panties that were right in front of him.

"I don't think I can't wait, my love," he growled, kissing up your thighs and having you tremble and try to grasp onto something on the kitchen counter, knowing you could turn into jello from how he was making you feel, "But I wanna get you ready first."

He paused between your legs, looking up at you with his nose barely touching your panties and feeling how wet you were getting as his bright eyes were looking at you as if he was a predator about to pounce. You lost your breath for a long moment, seeing Jack on his knees in both a submissive and dominant way.

"Hang onto something," he softly commanded you. Then within a second, he pushed your panties to the side and dived into your legs, having your moan out loud in your empty home.

That was just the beginning.

"We've been going at it for hours, baby," You said to Jack as he wrapped you in his arms, you both still bare under the cool sheets and yet running hot with the open window nearby to help take down the heat in the room. The room alone smelled of sweat and sex, plenty of water bottles that were empty scattered along the floor with your clothes and lingerie as Jack caressed your belly gently with the tips of his fingers.

"Can't help it," Jack mumbled along your lips as you grinned, "The thought of you with a round belly, becoming a mother with my child, had me feeling hot all over,"

"You're downright sexy talking like that with me," You hummed, feeling his hands touch your bare chest all over to get you worked up all over again, "You've always seemed to have a higher adrenaline than me,"

"It's my wolf side, the side you like apparently," Jack teased as he licked his lips, "Plus, I wanna make sure I got you pregnant tonight,"

"After the first two times on the living room floor, I think it's safe to say I am," You reassured him as he nuzzled your noses together. Jack kissed you hotly, building up that heat again as he made your thighs part once more. Reached down to pump his cock again between the pair of you.

"Can't be too careful though, can we?" He asked in a tease, then having you lean back in the back as he pressed the head of his cock against the folds of your already sensitive and swollen pussy, "I wanna try one more time, baby. Please let me? I wanna really make sure we're gonna be a mommy and daddy after tonight,"

Mewling, you nodded your head, thinking of nothing better. You two loved each other fiercely and with no hesitation, for as long as you two wee together there was no doubt that you two were an item. Jack showed it in his kindness to you, in his actions as a gentleman, and in bed when he would take you apart in the best ways.

You both talked about having kids in the past, children will be in your future. Jack wanted to be a dad as much as you wanted to be a mom, and you both decided to wait on that chapter until you both felt it was right. So maybe it was finally right, and instead of being hesitant about it, you were going toward it in the best way.

And as he sunk into you again, you moaned and whimpered in relief as he rolled his hips deeply and intimately, The mood of love was still in the air for the pair of you as you both orgasmed two more times before finally calling it quits.

3 months later, Jack finally got his wish as you gave him the positive pregnancy test.

The End

[certaincollectionlandblog]

Jack Russell with a tall SO 

okay starting off Jack is what we like to call a 5'7" slice of heaven y'all

you make that man's face light up like a kid on Christmas that got a visit from the ole jolly fat man himself

he is constantly touching you in any way shape or form

when he sees you putting lotion on after a shower he just sits and watches, mesmerized by the scene in front of him

he is convinced that your long legs are the road that leads straight to heaven

birthday, christmas, anniversary, etc. Jack is constantly begging you to wear heels when y'all go out because seeing you embrace your Amazon like stature has him feeling things

he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and even if his head can't rest on your shoulders he just buries his face in your back because let's be real this man's love language is totally touch

one of his favorite things is when he'll sit between your legs while y'all are watching a movie or show and you'll just wrap your legs around him a little like it makes his brain short circuit

his favorite position to have you in is missionary because he loves when you wrap your legs around him and make him feel like it's only you two in the world

he will purposely buy some oversized shirts so that you can steal them and wear them around the house

seeing you wear his clothes has this man ready to lock the door, unplug the phone, and break your back like a glow stick until people send out a search party because they haven't heard from you

if Jack is ever driving don't wear shorts because he will be too distracted to focus on the road and y'all won't ever get anywhere

he must admit if there is one thing that he doesn't like about your long legs it's that you always end up with more blanket than him, but it also gives him a great excuse to just snuggle right up to you

can not get enough of you wearing shorts or short skirts, that is a one way ticket to boner town right there my friend

let's just say that y'all went to the beach for a week once and he barely let you out of the room because his self control went straight out the window when he saw you in those bikinis

whenever he goes down on you he makes sure to kiss all the way up your legs because this man appreciates and is the king of foreplay

Jack is an ass man no doubt about that my friend

he will always be finding ways to have a hand on your ass regardless of where you are unless it's in public of course

we all know that Jack has a major breeding kink and don't even get him started because he just can't wait to "start his own little basketball team" with you

[shhh-no-ones-home]

black magic jack russell x reader

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guess who watched werewolf by night finally!!!! this man is stuck inside my brain. we love some scared puppy/wet cat energy!!

based on the lyric: "I guess a big bad wolf is afraid of the cat"

Song: black cat bone by the haxans

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I awoke suddenly, a sharp Inhale of air forcing it's way into my lungs as I came back to life. I smiled to myself in the darkness, reaching my hand up and tapping my sharp claws against my coffin lid. It was Halloween once again. The time when the dead can roam and monsters play free. In one swift push against the latch and the door swung up and open. I could feel my pupils getting thinner as the sun light hit my eyes, pouring in from the windows of the crypt.

I could hear howling in the distance already and looked forward to the bleakness the evening had to offer. I sat up slowly, moving to lift myself out of my resting place. The webs in my hair fell softly against my face as I jumped down from the pedestal, landing on my feet with a clack from my heeled shoes. I looked up quickly as the door to the crypt opened, a small-framed man stepping inside, breathing frantically. He seemed to be running from something. I watched him through the thin rays of light as he closed his eyes and leaned back against the bow locked door.

"You won't find much help from the dead."

I said and he jumped, grabbing for the door again but stopping to weigh his options.

"And what about the living?"

He asked, half turned away from me. I could tell he wanted to run but he still wasn't sure if what was on the other side of that door was worse.

"You won't find them here."

I said with a laugh, placing my hands firmly against my hips and shifting my weight to one foot. He drew his brows.

"If you are not living then what are you doing?"

He cocked a brow and turned more to face me, his hand still on the door handle. I sighed and smirked at him.

"Most would say dying..."

He held his breath.

"And are you?"

"Am I?"

He cleared his throat.

"Dying I mean."

I huffed a laugh.

"Been there. Done that."

He dropped his hand slowly.

"So you know what's out there?"

He asked and I drew my brows.

"Freedom I was hoping."

He sighed.

"Hunters. If you even know what that means."

He dropped his shoulders in defeat. I smiled at him before cracking my knuckles.

"I take it you were the mutt I heard earlier. And here you were, kind enough to bring me a new toy to play with."

I started towards him and he shifted to the side quickly. I could hear his heart rate quicken as I passed him to open the doors. My eyes rolled back as the fresh air hit my cold skin. I could feel the blood starting the pump through my veins. I could smell them. The hunters were close, stalking like they usually did.

"What is your name mutt?"

I asked, turning to look at him as he peered around the door at me.

"J-jack."

He stammered, the hunter getting closer. My eyes flashed white as i theard him charging at me.

"Thank you Jack."

I said, snarling, and turning around quickly. I grabbed the blade of the sword flat between my palms as the hunter thrusted towards me.

"over Here!"

He shouted before I ripped the weapon from his hands.

"Tag."

I whispered, pushing my hand up into his throat, forcing my nails through his trachea. He dropped instantly, the blood pouring out into the grass beneath him. I looked up and to the right as I heard a twig snap. Another man came running after me, launching and axe my direction. I stepped to the side, watching it hit the tree across the way and ducking as he came at me with his fist fully loaded.

"You're it."

I said, punching him square between the shoulder blades, hearing his spine crunch. He screamed out in agony as he fell to his knees.

"Monster."

He accused through gritted teeth. I stepped towards him, straddling his feet as I stood behind him. He was struggling to catch his breath with his back stuck arched in place.

"I know you are."

I said softly before slicing my nails across his throat and pushing him to the ground beside his fellow hunter.

"Watch out!"

I heard from behind me. I spun around quickly but it was too late. I was having a dagger shoved through my collar bone by a third hunter.

"Does no one understand the rules of tag?"

I said annoyed, pulling it out of my chest, looking at the Inky black goo that covered the knife. He looked at me horrified.

"You're evil."

I sighed angrily, shoving the dagger through his eye socket and watching his face twitch. His mouth hung open as he groaned, collapsing. I relaxed as I heard jacks heart rate slow, guessing that was all of them.

"Thank you."

I heard his voice softly, as he stepped out into the open. His eyes were dark and set back. His suit was a deep green and his teeth were crooked. But his smile was nice. Genuine. He was handsome. For a mutt.

"For what?"

I asked harshly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"For saving me."

I raised a brow and smiled.

"Thanks for bringing me some entertainment on this fine Halloween evening."

I said a little snarky. He stepped forward and held his hand out for me to shake.

"Let's start again shall we? I'm jack, a-uh, a werewolf."

I obliged and shook his hand.

"Y/n, skin changer, cat, witch, etc, etc."

I said and he laughed, which I gladly shared a sentiment in.

"Impressive, terrifying, awe-inspiring . Someone with many hats I see."

I could feel what little blood I did have rise to my cheeks. I nodded, dropping my hand back to my side.

"Dead as well, I suppose I need to add to the list."

He got quiet and his smile shrank.

"You were woken."

He said knowingly and I nodded.

"I have till midnight."

He looked to the sky ,the sun had began setting.

"Well then y/n, if you don't mind me asking, may I make this Halloween a little more interesting?"

I smiled and laughed.

"More? Interesting?"

He laughed as well, looking to the ground as he crunched a few leaves under his boot.

"I know this place, a dance as it were, where a few monsters go on Halloween. If you would care to accompany me."

He held his hand out for me to take and I gladly took it, minding my nails as not to hurt him.

"A cat and a dog together?"

I joked and he cracked a wide smile.

"Oh no, what will everyone think?!"

My eyes lit up.

"I would like that jack, I could use some company. For the first time in a long time."

He smiled widely and guided me towards the entrance of the cemetery.

"It would be my pleasure cariño."

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the grid: when the media says something insane...

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req: Hi, I'd like to request a blurb about the drivers reacting to reader being talked bad about from an interviewer. Scenario-Interviewer: "Do you think the reason you lost today's race is because 'y/n' was here and had something to do with it?"

featuring: Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris, Lewis Hamilton, George Russell, Alex Albon, Franco Colapinto, Logan Sargeant, Daniel Riccardo, Liam Lawson, Charles LeClerc, Carlos Sainz, Arthur LeClerc, Ollie Bearman, Max Verstappen, Paul Aron, Jack Doohan.

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Oscar Piastri: makes the interviewer feel dumb asf

“And how do you feel about the DNF today, knowing that it's breaking your record of competing in every lap so far this year? Is there any specific reason as to why you might’ve made that mistake? I did see some new faces in the garage today,” Danica asked.

Oscar frowned. “What are you trying to say?”

“I was just wondering if you count your partner, Y/n, as a bad luck charm now. This is her first Grand Prix, isn’t it?” 

He actually laughed in her face. “Do you seriously believe in shit like that?” he chuckled. “And no, it’s not her first, nor will it be her last.”

Danica stood, embarrassed. 

“Do you have any other questions?” he asked, polite as ever. She didn’t respond. “Thanks for the joke anyway, that was actually quite funny,” Oscar added as he moved onto the next interview, a bright smile on his face despite the poor race result.

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Lando Norris: insults the interviewer

“And how do you feel about the DNF today, knowing that it's cementing your loss in the Driver’s Championship? Is there any specific reason as to why you might’ve made that mistake? I did see some new faces in the garage today,” Danica asked.

He stared at her for a moment, trying to compose himself. “If you’re talking about my girlfriend, I’d suggest you just come out and say it, Danica.”

“Alright then, do you see her as a bad luck charm now? Considering this is her first race, if I’m right,” she asked outright. Jenson rolled his eyes beside her as Martin just chuckled. 

“Not at all, she’s here to support me and I’d much rather have her here for a day like today than a win. It’s called a support system Danica, I’m aware of the fact that you’re not a fan of those, but some of us actually benefit from caring about other people. And another thing, all of my bad races, you’ve been there. Maybe you’re the bad luck charm,” his voice cut through the tension in the cold Las Vegas air like a knife, and Jenson and Martin just started laughing as Danica stood there dumbfounded. “Maybe I should ask Sky to not bring you around as much.” 

He handed the microphone back and continued on with his day, then posted this later: 

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landonorris: idc if ur bad luck ur too sexy to let go of 🥴

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Lewis Hamilton: protective much?

“It’s Y/n’s first race in years, and yet you DNF for the first time in months, do you want to give us some insight to that?” Danica asked. 

Lewis’s eyebrow raised and an annoyed smile made its way onto his face. “What are you saying right now?”

“Well, it’s just strange that her first race in years, 2 to be exact, is the one you don’t finish.”

“Are you trying to insinuate that she’s bad luck or something?” 

“Is that what you believe her to be?” 

“Fuck no,” he scoffed. “She’s my wife, is what she is. I’m grateful that she’s here. I love to share my love of motorsport with my wife, and I don’t feel sorry for the media that she's been preoccupied with being pregnant and busy to be here for the last 2 years. I love having her come and support me, and I’m happy that I didn’t finish the fucking race, I get more time with my family now. I cannot believe you enjoy making shitty headlines like this. Danica, maybe just stick to fucking driving.”

With that, he walked away, and later made this post:

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lewishamilton: my good luck charms xx

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George Russell: flabbergasted that someone would have the audacity 

“Sorry about the result today George, do you feel like external factors made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

“Y’know, it’s been pretty tough all year with the car but it really felt like we pulled back to the top today, and it was just a shame that Lando went wide and pushed me into the gravel,” he shrugged.

“And you don’t see your girlfriend as a bad luck charm? It is her first race, right?”

He death-stared her for a moment. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Well, we just wanted to know how you react to knowing that it’s her first race and it’s also the race you DNFed in.”

“I don’t have a reaction,” he scoffed. “Your headlines are going to be written anyway, it doesn’t matter what I say. I don’t see her as bad luck or whatever rubbish you’re going to paint this as, and I don’t really care what you think about it. Anyway, it’s not like you have the monopoly on perfect races, Danica.” 

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Kimi Antonelli: awkward and insulted 

“Sorry about the result today Kimi, do you feel like distractions made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

“Umm…” he trailed off, looking at George confused. George shook his head, silently telling him not to answer. “I don’t know what you mean?” 

“Well there were external factors, obviously, but also your girlfriend was in the paddock for the first time this weekend, correct?”

He nodded. 

“So do you see her as some sort of bad luck charm, or something?”

He pulled a face of disgust for a split second. “No, not at all. She went to every single one of my F2 races so I don’t see how she could have been bad luck here when she was not bad luck there,” he shrugged. 

“So she’s not bad luck?” 

He chuckled awkwardly. “N-no. Like I say, she was at every one of my F2 races. I think she is lucky, if anything.” 

He walked away confused as George reassured him that they were just fishing for headlines and to ‘not give them the time of day’. He was slightly worried that you would think you were a bad luck charm and quickly found you and showed you that you weren’t.

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Alex Albon: shocked. 

“Sorry about the race today Alex, do you feel like distractions made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

“Umm,” he kind of chuckled. “I don’t think so? I mean it was so wet so I’m not shocked that I went off.”

“But in the garage, do you think you would’ve been more focused if your girlfriend hadn’t been there?”

He just stared at her with a slightly shocked smile as she held the microphone to his face. “Did you actually just ask that?”

She didn’t answer, just nodding. 

“Well, why don’t we think back to every other race she’s been at this year. Monaco, Canada, Silverstone, Austria, and Baku, which were all my best races this season, apart from maybe Canada.”

“Yes, but today she was-”

“In the garage, the same as she always is. Wow, you’ll really do anything for a headline.”

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Franco Colapinto: Sassy asf 

“Sorry about the crash today, glad to see you’re ok Franco. Do you think this weekend has been a bit more difficult because of distractions or something new being in a paddock? We saw that it was your girlfriend's first GP this weekend, could she have anything to do with it?” Danica asked. 

He did a double take, staring at her. “¿Qué? Is that really what you think?” 

She shrugged. “It’s only a question.”

“It’s a stupid question,” he scoffed. “¿Por qué traería mala suerte? She has been at every race so far and I haven’t seen anyone complaining.” (Why would she be bad luck?)

“So she’s not bad luck?”

He laughed. “Do I have to repeat things 3 times for you to understand?”

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Logan Sargeant: angry

“Sorry about the result today Logan, do you feel like distractions made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

He stared at her, then pushed the mic away from him. “I’m not answering stupid fucking questions about my girlfriend.”

And he walked off. And posted this later…

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logansargeant: let's not bring my girlfriend into this, yeah?

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Daniel Riccardo: plays it off. 

“Sorry about the end of the race today Danny, do you feel like distractions made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

He laughed, thinking she was joking. His eyes widened when he realised she wasn’t. “You think I can’t race because my girlfriend is in the back of the garage?”

“It is her first GP, correct?” 

He chuckled. “No, no it’s not. She’s always there, and anyways, I’m in the car, it’s not like I have all the time in the world to stare at her ass or something,” he smiled. “I know she’s beautiful but I don’t exactly see her when I’m going to the straight at 200 kilometres an hour.”

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Liam Lawson: sassy man apocalypse 

“Sorry about the end of the race today Liam, do you feel like distractions made it more difficult for today’s race?” Danica questioned. 

“What do you mean?” he asked, confused about the question. 

“Your girlfriend was here for the first time, could she be a bad luck charm for the team?”

“I don’t think she is but I do know that your interviews make me feel pretty fucking unlucky,” he scoffed before walking off. 

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Charles LeClerc: laughs in their face

“Charles, what do you think about the people saying that Y/n is bad luck in the garage?”

He started laughing and didn’t stop for about a minute. He was as bad as Lando, to the point that Carlos had to actually walk him off the fan stage. He came back on, teary-eyed and smiling. “I think it’s quite funny.”

“Evidently,” Carlos scoffed. 

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Carlos Sainz: …

“Carlos, what do you think about the people saying that Y/n is bad luck in the garage?” Danica asked.

“What people are saying that?” he asked. 

“The media,” she answered. 

“Well they always have bullshit to say. I’m just surprised they had the balls to go after my wife,” he scoffed. “They’ll be hearing from my lawyers.”

“That sounds extreme-”

“It’s defamation of character and she’s my wife. Nothing is extreme.” 

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Arthur LeClerc: Won’t answer

“Sorry about the race today Arthur, do you think there are other factors, such as distractions, that messed up your race?”

“What a stupid question, no,” he scoffed before walking away. 

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Ollie Bearman: insulted

"Sorry about your race today Ollie, do you think that your partner Y/n being here might be a bad omen?"

He stared at her. "No. Why would she be?"

"It's her first GP and you DNF, if that's not bad luck I'm not sure what is."

"That's pretty rude," he scoffed. "Don't bring my girlfriend into this."

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Max Verstappen: guys…

"Sorry about your race today Max, do you think that your partner Y/n being here might be a bad omen?"

He stared at her, his eyes dark. "Fuck off."

"Excuse me?"

"That's bullshit, don't bring my family into this. If I have a bad race, I have a bad race, that's just how it goes. She isn't bad luck, she isn't for you to make headlines about and she's not here to just be a good omen. She's my partner and she's here to support me, that's it."

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Paul Aron: laughs in their face…

"How do you feel about the result to day, do you think things could've been different if someone wasn't distracting you?"

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"We saw your race engineer giving out to you and your partner Y/n for distracting you. Do you think she might now be a bad luck charm?"

He scoffed, laughing in her face. "Bullshit, someone turned into me and I didn't have enough time to react. Your headline can be about that, keep my girlfriend out of this."

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Jack Doohan: so normal about it! (...)

“Sorry about the race today Jack, do you think there are other factors, such as distractions, that messed up your race?”

He knew what they were trying to say. “Do you want to just say what you want to say to my face?” 

She was taken aback. “Do you think Y/n is a bad luck charm?”

He scoffed. “You’re seriously fishing for headlines when someone could’ve been seriously injured? That’s pathetic. And another thing, she’s not a fucking bad luck charm, she’s my partner, she’s not just a headline for you to fuck with.”

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navigation for my blog :) (masterlist)

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F1 DRIVERS AND THE COUPLE HALLOWEEN COSTUMES THEY WOULD DRESS UP AS .˚⊹. ࣪𓉸 ࣪⊹˚.

ARTHUR LECLERC - mario and princess peach

ALEX ALBON - mail man and a love letter

CHARLES LECLERC - harry potter and ginny weasley

CARLOS SAINZ - batman and catwoman

DANIEL RICCIARDO - carly and ricky bobby (from talledega nights)

FRANCO COLAPINTO - prince eric and ariel

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JACK DOOHAN - rapunzel and flynn

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[zepskies]

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[noforkingclue]

Okay. So stinking with Jack Russell (and I'm not sure if this was asked already) but could you do some romantic fluff with Jack in his werewolf form?

Of course! Always up for writing something fluffy involving everyone's favourite werewolf. Sorry this took so long to publish but I hope you like the fic :)

Title: Surprises

Jack had always warned you about his werewolf form. Whenever it was a full moon he always made sure to be as far away from you as possible. He said that it was his worst nightmare to accidentally hurt you while he was transformed. Jack couldn’t control the wolf.

However, this night was different.

A heavy object fell against your chest. You woke up and tried to sit up but the object wouldn’t let you. A soft growl made you freeze as something nuzzled against you. You were now fully awake and glanced down as far as you could. However, all you could see was a large hairy head. It nuzzled against your chest and you glanced out of the window. You could faintly see the full moon peeking through the gap in the curtains.

“Jack?” you said at last

A low rumble was your response and strong arms curled around you. You raised a hand and a warning growl came from him but you lowered it on top of his head. Jack relaxed under your hand and you scratched behind his ears. He let out a low rumble and if he was a cat and not a wolf, you would’ve sworn he was purring. Instead Jack raised his head and looked down at you.

You could see why Jack didn’t want you around during the full moon. His wolf form was truly terrifying. You swallowed thickly as Jack lowered his head and cocked it to the side as he studied you intently. You were too afraid even to breath. However, and much to your surprise, Jack licked a long strip up your neck and cheek. You cringed at the feeling and Jack rested his head heavily against your chest again.

It was strange. Jack had always told you such horrific stories of his wolf form. He had told you that it was a warning of what he truly was. From his tone and the look in his eyes that he was being deadly serious. You had never seen Jack so serious so you understood why he always went away for the full moon. Now, well, now you had a new theory to investigate.

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You groaned softly as you stirred awake. Jack was still on top of you but he was now back in his human form. You smiled down at him and gently ran your fingers through his hair. He shifted in his sleep and smiled softly. He snuggled closer to you and you wrapped your arms around him. Jack froze for a moment before he sat bolt upright and jumped away. He pulled the duvet with him, covering himself up as he scooted away and fell onto the floor. For a second neither of you spoke until he said,

“It was a full moon yesterday.”

“Yes,” you said, “I’m aware.”

“I… I…,” he ran a hand over his face, “I didn’t hurt you.”

“No,” you said as you rolled over onto your side so you could look down at him, “I thought you were rather sweet actually.”

“Sweet,” Jack raised his eyebrows in amusement, “I’ve never heard of a werewolf being described as sweet before.”

You reached over and ruffled his hair. Jack moved out of the way but had a playful smile on his face.

“So,” you said, “why didn’t you attack me.”

“Well,” Jack said as he propped himself up on his elbows, “when transformed werewolves can be unpredictable. Some have even attacked members of their own pack, even when they know their scent. The only people wolves don’t attack are-”

He cut himself off and suddenly looked awkward.

“Yes?” you prompted gently

“It’s a bit of a delicate subject.”

“It’s ok. I can handle it.”

“The only people that werewolves don’t attack while transformed,” he took a deep breath, “are their mates.”

Oh.

[marvelsgirl616]

The way he says “I need to remember you” while firmly yet desperately sniffing it 😩

[ferrarifan4ever]

Then there was five.

Pierre Gasly x Leclerc! Reader

Warnings- Swearing(allot of it) , overprotective brothers,childhood games & maybe some kissing?

Summary~ Y/N Leclerc is the third born Leclerc child and was regretting all decisions they had made that day. Why they let Charles drag them along to go clubbing with the rest of the grid and a few extra people,we will never know. But very quickly chaos ensues as most of the drivers get drunk and Y/N realises that their thoughts can be really annoying.

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"THAT'S SO FUCKED UP GEORGE,NO!" It was absolute chaos. The entire grid including a few extra people had decided to all go to a club in Monaco during the summer break, however, some people were regretting the decision to let their brother drag them along. And by some people I mean Y/N Leclerc. Don't get me wrong, they loved their brothers company but....this was a bit much.

Zhou had decided to bring up an old game that they used to play as kids;Kiss,Marry,Kill. So naturally, everyone wanted to play. All 30 of them. Like I said earlier,there was some people who weren't on the grid that were invited,as follows: Ollie,Arthur,Jack,Kimi,Lorenzo,Y/N, Logan,Carmen,Lilly and Alexandra. I don't know why Charles invited BASICALLY everyone he knows,but here we are. "Hmmmmm Yuki,"Carmen stared Yuki down "Kiss,Marry,Kill...erm...Pierre, Fernando & Checo."

Silence.

All eyes flicked to Yuki,then to Pierre and Fernando then they landed on Checo.

Still silence.

Then after the longest 20 seconds of their lives, Yuki spoke up. "Kiss Checo,Marry Pierre and Kill Fernando.Sorry Nando!" The reaction was insane,some people trying to shove Yuki into Pierre and some just a bit to stunned to say anything. Now it was Yuki's turn to pick ,"Lando, ki-" Yuki looked over at Lando. He was asleep with a pint of what looked like straight vodka ( it was from truth or dare earlier guys, relax!)in his hand. "Right....okay ,not Lando then. Y/N ,Kiss,Marry,Kill.....Carmen, Arthur or Pierre?" Y/N was shocked. They had known Pierre basically their whole lives,and kinda sorta liked the French driver. But on the other hand, Arthur was their little brother (your older than Arthur but younger than Charles). Your mind had been made." Kiss Pierre,Marry Carmen and Kill Thur." The chorus of people aww-ing didn't seem to end. It was one of the most embarrassing things you had ever done.

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The game dragged on into the night and slowly {somehow} morphed into truth or dare. People started leaving,so there was only like 12 of you left,including Lando,who Carlos and Oscar were trying to wake up. And miserably failing.

All you could think about was Pierre,which was unusual for you,as all you could normally think about was Holly Jackson books (seriously her books are incredible check them out). The look he gave you earlier when you said 'Kiss' kept flashing up in your head. It was frustrating you to another level that you couldn't pinpoint what the look was trying to say. Was it a look of disgust or the complete opposite? Fuck knows.

You were abruptly brought out of your train of thought by Max trying to climb on the table, after Ollie and Kimi had said that they thought Max was kinda overrated (sorry fellow Ollie and Kimi stans....they might not make it out of this one). " NO YOU TWO! I AM SUPERIOR! I DON'T CARE IF YO-"

'Clunk.'

You all stared down at Max as he glared daggers at Ollie and Kimi from the floor. "This isn't over you dickheads ,I'm gonna ram you into the wall next season... SO YOU CAN SUCK MY D-" Daniel quickly jumped up and shoved his hand over Max's mouth."Max, mate the kids are only 18 and 19,calm down.Okay, me and Max are leaving now...i am so sorry Oliver and Andrea." Then there was 10.

Ass the night slightly quieted down you couldn't help but steal glances at the French driver, praying that your brothers didn't see you doing it though. As Oscar and Lando (The whole Max,Kimi and Ollie situation woke him up) walked outside for a minute,mainly so Lando didn't throw up because of the vodka , the seating in the booth switched around. Y/N ended up lodged between a surprisingly awake Ollie and a really sober Charles. You tried to look anywhere but next to you,as you were afraid that Charles had seen you looking at the Frenchman earlier. You glanced up to see what unfortunate person had been sat in front of you and your face turned redder than the Monza grandstands. It was Pierre. And he was looking straight at you. Smiling. And winki- oh my god he just winked at you. Your face gew fifty shades darker (if that was possible) as you sweetly smiled back at him. It was times like these that you really wanna just confess your undying love to him. Little did you know, Pierre was having the exact same thoughts.

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The night felt like it would never end despite the fact it was only half eleven. "Okay guys,it been fun but I've got to go ,otherwise Rebecca will wonder were I am. Bye!"

Then there was 9.

"Yeah on that note, me and Kimi need to go. It's been a blast though guys!"

Then there was 7.

" I think it's best if I try and get Lando back to like, any bed so he doesn't wake up on the side of the road so ...bye."

Then there was 5.

Just like that five people had left, within the span of three minutes leaving just you,your brothers, Pierre and your thoughts. Which was a terrible match, because Pierre was there which tells your brain to act on the fact he's there,but also stops you from doing anything because all three of your brothers were still there . Your brain was eating itself alive. What to do? Sit in silence ?Ha,no.Act on it of course.

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AN~

Part 2?

Also I'm so sorry it took so long to post, I tried ages ago when I originally said I would post it and it deleted everything,it was allot longer and with school starting up again and the fact I have currently got like 13 bits of homework waiting to be done is.....yeah. Made it a bit difficult to find a time to do this. Also reading it over, I've only just realised how bad it is so....let's try and keep hate to a minimum :)

[youlikefanficdontyousquidward]

Go to bed

Jack Russell x Reader

Fluff just pure fluff. Doing a couple short fics atm to get back into it. Still only sleeping few hours every couple of days rn

Summary: Jack cuts movie night off short when you cannot seem to stay awake.

Does anyone know if Ted can eat?

Working with Ted and Jack was exhausting. Constantly on the move, sleeping rough in tents and run down motels. That was if you were lucky. Between constant fights, hunting and running there was very little time to rest.

Until now.

There'd been a break in cases. No new trails to follow or friends to rescue. Just a couple weeks in a cabin in the woods with your two closest friends and a bunch of DVDs to watch.

"Please!" You called. Jack groans a response from the kitchen while you lounged on the sofa. Streams of days last light lit dust like fireflies through the cozy space. The sweet smell of the popcorn drifted through with Jack as he stomped his feet slightly.

"Really? Wolfman?" He cringed as he joined you.

"You said I could pick first!" You joked as you reached for the popcorn. Jack swiftly held it up over his head with a chuckle. Not deterred you continued to swipe for it half climbing over Jack to claim a handful.

Before you fingers could even graze it Ted had the bowl snatched as he stalked across the carpet. He grumbled something shifting his shoulders in what you could tell was laughter. Jack immediately stiffened under you before you shifted your weight from where it'd been pressed against him.

"Well...uh...it's fine...." Jack stammered, clearing his throat before jumping up to grab the remote. You nestled further to the middle of the sofa, making room for your largest companion. Ted rumbled an appreciative sound before moving into the space you'd created.

As the film droned on you couldn't help the heaviness in your eyelids nor the way your head slumped against your palm. You really were exhausted in that bone deep way. Still you fought it off best you could. This was the first real break you'd shared with Ted and Jack and you didn't want to fall asleep on them.

Fate had other plans as Jack soon realized. He'd hardly been paying the movie much attention. Instead he was lost in symphonies of sensations. Your thigh pressed to his, the heat radiating across his skin where your bodies made contact. Then the slight slowing of your breath as you relaxed further, a shoulder coming to rest against his own.

He didn't dare take his eyes from the screen. He'd had enough of Ted mocking his flustered state around you. He just took a deep breath in an effort to calm himself. Big mistake.

He was overcome with your scents. The shampoo you used that always made him drift in closer; the sugary sweet where popcorn graced your lips, even scent from your skin. The natural scent of you that had slowly become so mixed in with his own that it made his head spin.

Jack almost yelped when your head flopped down onto his shoulder. Barely managing to not flinch hard enough to knock you off. You just grumbled before nuzzling your face closer into his neck. Jack stiffened under the sudden affection turning to look at Ted.

Ted for his part was trying hard not to wake you either but his obvious amusement at the situation was clear. Wide red eyes bemusedly staring back at the rising panic in his friends face.

"mierda, Ted!" Jack whispered fighting down a whimper as he felt your breath fan across his throat.

Ted rose slowly from the sofa, the shift in weight causing you to tip closer against Jack. Ted huffed a laugh moving quietly to your abandoned phone.

"Don't you dare hermano." Jack hissed. Ted bared him no mind snapping a couple of shots before setting the phone back on the table. He scooped up the popcorn and bid his floundering friend goodbye and heading outside.

Jack cursed again before relaxing into the warmth. Without judgemental eyes watching he started to enjoy your closeness. Still it didn't sit right with him the way you were bent against him.

As softly as he could manage he slipped an arm under your knees and brought you into his lap. You grumbled again slightly and he stilled until you settled against his chest. He hoped you couldn't hear how fast his heart beat against your cheek.

Jack rose with you caged securely against him, taking smooth steps he carried you through to the bedroom. Looking down at your resting face he felt his heart swell. You looked so peaceful despite the dark rings under your eyes. God why hadn't you told him how tired you were? Movie night could've wait.

Gently he rested a knee against the bed, leaning down to lay you against the mattress. Your fist bawled up against his shirt, gripping the material as your face crumpled. Jack's heart leapt back up into his throat. In this your most vulnerable state you sought him for comfort? The thought was almost too much for him and he could feel tears pricking in his eyes.

Softly he took that hand in his, rubbing a thumb over your bruised knuckles. Your hand gripped his lightly and he rose it to his lips, brushing a kiss against the marked skin. You hummed slightly in your sleep, face relaxing again before your fingers grew limp in his grip. Jack smiled bringing your hand back down to rest on your stomach.

He rose slowly, pulling the covers over you and heading to the door. At the threshold he took another glance back at your sleeping form.

"dormir bien, mi amor"

[rose-riot-johnson]

Hey Rose!

Mind if I request a werewolf Jack Russell (2022 Special) x Reader fanfic where Jack is just acting like an overly excited puppy when the reader comes home?

I will definitely see about writing this request anon, however considering (that I read of) there was no specific gender for the in any way possible nor gender neutral reader being mentioned about in this request (especially (for what I'm using as) the examples, rich girl reader, spiderman reader, son reader, or daughter reader)(😅), hopefully it would be alright with you, if I write this fanfic as "Jack Russell x Any Gender Reader" in this fanfic for this request😅😃👍I also may write more than what you requested, since I'm starting to get more ideas from reading your request and writing this fanfic you requested down💡🐺👍

*Hopefully this image I picked out based on your request would be alright, anon😅

🐺💙I Will Makesure You Never Leave Home Again And Hold You Tight...💙🐺((2022 Special version) Jack Russell (aka, Werewolf By Night x Any Gender Reader)

Genres: Fluff and Head Cannon(?)

*Whenever you had to leave home without Jack Russell for any reason, he would try to ask you to stay home, as if later on would never come. However when you tell him you will be back from whatever you need to do, he will still be sad, however he will understand. After you leave home for anything you need to do, he will wait on the same room where the door is or a room close (or closest) to the door, until you come back home.

*Once you come back home, he will definitely miss you so much to the point where he will act like an overly excited puppy (up to reader's imagination if he licks the reader's face or not) and he will hug you, so tight and will not want to let you go anytime soon. Regardless how long you've been gone (wheather it's only a few minutes or even a few hours) he still would act like this, because to him a minute would feel like a few days to him for some reason. That's how much he would miss you.

*While you tried to cook any meals, Jack Russell would definitely hug you from behind. Once he starts hugging you from behind, he will refuse to let go of you, no matter what you say to him, until you finish cooking. The only way he will let go of you is bribing him, however finding ways to bribe him will be difficult, so unless you find the right way to bribe him, otherwise you're stuck being hugged by him non-stop, until you finish cooking the meal you are (or were) cooking.

*After the both of you get done eating supper, if Jack Russell sees you doing the dishes, he will definitely help out with washing the dishes. Infact, he will help you out with any chores that he finds out that you're doing. He just loves helping you out, just as much as he loves hugging you and you in general.

*Everytime you go to bed and he's not asleep yet, he would definitely constantly cuddle with you. It's one of his favorite past times he likes to do with you. He will snuggle you even after the both of you fall asleep, no matter who falls asleep first. Bonus: He will occasionally talk in his sleep by saying, "I will makesure you never leave home again, as I keep you in my arms to keep you home with me, (Any Gender Reader...".

💙🐺The End🐺💙

Well my Tumblr Peeps, I hope you enjoyed this fanfic😃👍As for you anon, I hope I did well with this Jack Russell fanfic you requested, anon🐺👍

[redheadspark]

hey could i request #31 with jack russell? would love to see what you write 🫶

A/N - This is beyond perfect for Jack! Thanks for requesting, my friend!

Equal

Summary - Jack never thought he would have a partner in his monster hunting, let alone in his personal life.

Warnings - This is just cute fluff for Jack!

Jack fell back and slammed the back of his head on the ground, the monster not too far away roaring in victory thinking it got the best of Jack. Although winded and slightly dizzy, Jack took in a long breath and got back on his feet again. Reaching for a dagger that was in his lower back pocket, he had it out at the ready as the monster was now rearing up to attack him again. Of course, Jack was ready to take some of the blow, merely because this monster was a bit stronger and had more girth and muscle in the arms and legs.

But it was shot in the back, grunting and falling it knees. Jack looked to see you, his wife and monster hunter partner of the last 5 years, wielding a shotgun in your hand and aiming at the monster's back.

"Jack, you seriously need to upgrade some blades," You said in a hum as you placed your shotgun down and gave your husband a knowing gaze, "They're very old school,"

"Who says old school is bad?" Jack asked in a challenging tone as he gripped the handles off his blades, "I refer a blade over a gun anyways, you know that. Guns are more violent,"

"They may be violent but they get the job done quicker, my dear," You hummed in a reply. Before Jack could even rebuttal again, the monster got up and whirled around to face you, screaming at your face and towering over you. The monster had a good few feet on you, though you stood your ground and you were about to aim right between his eyes.

Yet he fell down dead before you could shoot, and two daggers were in his backside.

"What were you saying about daggers, my love?" Jack asked in a coy manner, though you just gave him a playful glare in return.

"Jack, I'll get you a shotgun for your birthday coming up,"

"I'm telling you, Amor, I'm perfectly fine with a blade or two in my arsenal. You've been trying to get me to use a shotgun for years!"

"And yet you have nearly died a handful of times because of those blades. At least have pity on me and get a pistol at least,"

"Gah, fine! Only for you, Amor,"

You grinned as he snuck in a kiss on your cheek while the kettle started to hiss. You took the heat off and then grabbed the two mugs while Jack got the tea bags ready, soft music was playing in the background on the radio as the cool spring night was upon you in your little apartment home.

It was such a unique situation for you and Jack, being married for several years and being partners in the monster-hunting business. But it worked, Jack wanted it to work very well since you loved each other far too much to let the other go. Compromises were made, negotiations had to be made, but in the end, it worked out for the best.

You were more prone to be the navigator and the tech-savvy hunter, whereas Jack was more prone to being in the field and elbow-deep in the actual hunting. Though you were fine going into the field when it needed to happen, you would prefer to be in the background.

However, when it comes to Jack, you would do anything for him to keep him alive.

"How about some Honey Lemond Ginger tonight?" Jakc asked you as he got the tea bags ready from the cupboard, "Early gray won't cut it after that ordeal dealing with our client,"

"He was a dick, asking for less than what we agreed," You hummed as Jack got the bags in the mugs and then poured the hot water over them both, "I think we need to blacklist him to the others in our network for a least a few months, let them all know what kind of client he is,"

"Let's not go that low," Jack advised you as he gave you your cup of tea, "And as I remember, we have a bit of a break between clients now. A few weeks off, what should we do then?"

"Hmm," You said to yourself, Jack wrapped an arm around your shoulder to lead you to the little couch in the living room. It didn't happen a lot, having some weeks off between clients and appointments. Although you and Jack were now becoming one of those hermit couples that would prefer to be in your apartment every night and not out and about like normal people, you still wanted to make time together. Some of those times you went camping, other times you would have a small getaway at an Airbnb.

"I heard the beach is very nice this time of year, out in California," You explained as you two were snuggling together on the couch, "You would look good with some sun on your skin, my love,"

"Are you calling me pale?" Jack asked in a mocked hurt tone, hearing you giggle as he poked your side, "I happen to like to keep my skin perfectly toned and an even color,"

"Sure," You joked, "Although the thought of you wearing a speedo is quite intriguing and so tempting,"

"Amor, I can wear something like that for you in the privacy of our own bedroom," Jack teased as you laughed, "But I do think the beach is a good idea. I like the idea of strolling along the shore with you, seeing the sun in your hair and in your eyes."

You blushed as he kissed your cheek, lacing your fingers together. Jack was still a kind-hearted man, even past the trauma he endured and faced, the lycanthropy that would be with him for the rest of his life, and the monster-hunting career that would take a toll on him every once in a while, there was still good in him and still love in him.

You two helped each other and leveled each other out in those rougher times, and it was just how you wanted it to be.

"Let's go to the beach then," You decided, Jack taking a long sip from his tea as you rested your head on his shoulder. You could picture it already, the cooling wind and the setting sun over the ocean waves and the inviting sand under your toes.

Jack could picture it too.

The End

[mythicalmaven]

PROMPTLIST [REQUESTS OPEN] | F1

masterlist

♥ I made a promplist in case people wanted to request something, but aren't sure what to :) ♥ Just let me know the numbers you've chosen, which driver(s) you want it to be about & if you want fluff or smut (or both) & I'll try to write it asap💕 (im open to write a lot of types of pairing, like f.e. f!reader, m!reader, driver x driver or maybe even a threesome or foursome, whatever you like)

♥which drivers can you request? lando norris, oscar piastri, daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, alex albon, george russell, logan sargeant, pierre gasly, oliver bearman, franco colapinto, max verstappen, liam lawson, kimi antonelli, jack doohan

⬇️ Down here you can find a list with either fluff, smut, angsty prompts out of which you can choose (feel free to combine)

PROMPTLIST (smut&fluff)

"use my thigh"

"if you wanted to see me naked this bad, all you had to do was ask"

"like what you see?"

"don't be shy, touch me"

"keep your eyes on me, love"

"Can you be good for me?" 

"It's so hot when you talk like that." 

"if you keep looking at me like that, we won't make it to the bedroom"

"but what about the cameras?" - "they can't see us from this angle, if you stay still"

"you look su fucking hot right now"

"you have no idea what you do to me"

"do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?"

"you’re fucking soaked"

"Care to join me?"

"Do you like it when I talk like that?" 

“touch yourself, i want to watch"

"you can practice on me"

"fucking hell, if I knew you were this good, I would have gotten you on your knees earlier"

"Do you have any idea how many times I thought about you.. with my hand down my pants.."

"let them know you're mine"

"you want me, don't you?"

"don't make me say it"

"I..uh.." - "I have never done this before"

"We can take things slow if you want?"

"We don't have to have a label, if you don't want to"

"i didn't realize I was in love with you until it was too late to stop"

"okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?" 

"we shouldn't do this"

"Leave me alone." - "Don't say things you don't mean" 

"i don’t want anyone else."

"what does this make us?"

"Do you really think it’s so crazy to feel that way about me?"

"nobody can know about this, okay?"

"I think about you all the time."

"Are you blushing?! That’s adorable."

"you're so cute"

"So.. this is the part where we kiss, right?"

"I never thought you'd feel the same?"

"Did you just kiss me to shut me up?"

"I don’t want him/her. I want you."

"is that my shirt/hoodie/jacket?"

"My eyes are up here, babygirl:

"Jealous? Me? Pff.. absolutely not" - "Okay.. fine.. I am jealous. Happy now?"

"I'm not jealous, it's just that you belong to me"

"God, I am so in love with you"

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that"

"But.. I thought you said you didn't feel the same"

"For my sanity, i think we should start dating"

"Do you even need to ask?"

"I don't think I can explain it either, but yeah. Yeah, I do."

masterlist

[annmaximoff18]

Jack: Y/N isn't mad at me.

Y/N: your food *throws him a plate of croquettes

Marc: what did you say?

Jack: shut up