#jacob bennett

[nachosforfree]

crack ship ur own characters its fun

[riddimtwink]

 Jacob Bennett

[mimikyu-oli]

Jacob Bennett

He won't appear in the fic.

But even if a character isn't there, that doesn't mean their existence is not important.

My favorite is 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9. 10, 11 and 12.

(I guess it's all of them beside 5.

I don't hate it!)

2, 3, 6, 7 and 10. (Is that better?)

[jasmineeeuwu]

Storytime :D

Today I was messing around with my laptop trying to organize a few things and suddenly I found this short comic I made a few months ago jsjs. This was supossed to be part of my English final grade so my teacher said that we had to do a comic using "The third conditional" He suggested to use those web sites in which you can make comics almost immediately, but I really didn't like the idea too much.

In my mind I was already building up my story, I was already in the HM fandom at the time so I kind of imagined a situation in which Jacob, and Felicia's friends (Talbott, Jae and Tonks, u know the ones that infiltrated R's reunion) would have to fight against her xD I have to admit that maybe it's the craziest idea I ever had because it doesn't make any sense (in my opinion) but maybe I can take something from this and modify it a little.

I really think I smoked something strange to have this idea at first HAHAHA 🤣🤣🤣

Good news!!! I found the notebook where I pasted this thing :D

And now I remember that this is from Jacob's point of view, poor boy feeling very guilty ;-; but well this is much better than a version in which Felicia dies (yep that was another idea I had, but it was totally discarded since I was afraid that my teacher would panic to see someone dying 😅)

Final note: I am being honest that i used references as photographs,concept art and random sketches I found on pinterest :3 like these ones 001 002 003 004 005

Well, hope you like it :D

[yoselin-uyu]

Janeth and Takeo 💥@jasminediaz

Let them have their time together~

[cant-get-worse-than-this]

What. What is this. Why. How. What were they told to do. What is the context. Why is Donald wearing those glasses. Why is Danny posing like that. Why is Chevy the center piece. Why is Alison choking Danny. Why is Gillian dressed fancier than everyone else (as she should tho, she ate). Why is Joel so far back. What.

[hanitje]

TO BE CONTINUED...

[midnight-sally]

Rue Bennett, Euphoria, Season 1 Episode 7 "The Trials and Tribulations of Trying to Pee While Depressed"

[blanketstown]

this is so stupid but here’s what lego sets i thibk each study group member would choose

(jeff bought the millenium falcon when he was a lawyer)

[nachosforfree]

Lacking in Commonality Valentine's

[thecrackshipdiaries]

Jacob Anderson and Kat Graham

Requested: Anon

[mimikyu-oli]

Later...

Cassendra: What is it this time?

Jacob: Scizors! ✂️

Cassendra: AAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!! 😠

Cassendra: Let me see what you have.

Ethan: A KNIFE!

Cassendra: NOOOOO!!!!!

She start chasing him.

[jasmineeeuwu]

Jacob Headcanons!!

If you would like to know more headcanons of the Bennett siblings, their story in HM or any other character you can ask ^^

He possesed a great willpower, too bold and proved to be an exceptional dueller in his generation, to the point that he was nearly sorted into Gryffindor house. Despite this, he demonstrated to be hardworking, loyal and dedicated with his studies and relationships proving to be a true Hufflepuff.

He loves Herbology and gardening, he even takes care of a white rose and cactus (he named both "mili" and "spike"

His patronus is a koi fish

He tends to be frustrated very often

At first he used to have black hair (His father hair color) but he dyed it permanently white, just like his mom's

[leighbaylee]

— HOUSE OF BALLOONS

written by mina leigh 𝜗᭪ , elliot fike 𝔁 m! reader | wc 2750

summary. you’re over at elliot’s house, alone without your sister & jules. he explains the complicated situation between the trio and as you vent out your pent up frustration about the revelation, elliot comes up with a way to calm you down, not that you were imposed.

labels. bennett reader, elliot’s kinda horny, he also gets touchy, mentions of reader nicotine smoking, angry makeouts, praising, hair pulling from both parties, angst, dubcon. VIEWERS DISCRETION ADVISED.

‧₊˚ ୨୧ mina speaks. i just needed to write something with elliot & male reader after remembering elliot admitted he fucked ❝ 4 to 3 ❞ guys when jules was interrogating him

you were in elliot’s bed, staring up at the ceiling, fingers fumbling with the buckle on your belt as elliot leaned back, reaching for your vape. the room was dimly lit, curtains drawn tight, suffocating any light that dared creep in. there was a weird tension between the two of you — not new, not entirely unfamiliar, but more pronounced now that it was just the two of you. no jules. no rue. just the silence, punctuated by the quiet hiss of the vape and the soft hum of a playlist neither of you really cared about.

elliot took a drag, his lips pressing against the cool metal, and exhaled slowly. the faint scent of nicotine and something sweeter hung in the air. he glanced at you, as you were still fidgeting with your belt but not really looking at him. elliot ran his tongue over his lower lip, hesitating for a moment before finally breaking the silence.

❝ hey, uh ... can i tell you something? but you gotta promise not to get mad alright? ❞ his voice was calm, lazy, but there was an undercurrent of something more. guilt, maybe.

you paused, your hands stilling on the belt, eyebrows knitting together. ❝ depends on what it is.? ❞

elliot took another drag, stalling. ❝ it's about rue.? ❞

the room seemed to grow colder instantly. your grip on the belt tightened instantly.

❝ what about rue? ❞

elliot sighed, sitting up straighter, letting the vape roll between his fingers. ❝ me, rue, and jules ... it's ... complicated. ❞ he glanced at you, observing your reaction, then pressed on. ❝ i mean, we've all kind of been messing around, you know? it's not exactly a secret.? ❞

you sat up too, your body suddenly tense, reaching into your pocket for your own vape. placing it on your lips, taking a long dab before exhaling sharply. ❝ what the fuck are you talking about, elliot? ❞ your voice was strained, irritation bubbling just under the surface.

elliot bit his lip, trying to figure out how to phrase it without making things worse.

❝ look, man, rue's your sister, i know that, but she's... she's been in a weird place, and jules — ❞

❝ jules? ❞ you cut him off, voice rising ❝ what the fuck does jules have to do with this? ❞

elliot looked away for a second, rubbing the back of his neck. ❝ it's not like ... like we planned it or anything. shit just happened. but ... they've been together, kinda ... and i've been there too.? ❞

you coughed, choking on nic, eyes wide with disbelief, ❝ are you fucking serious right now?? ❞

elliot leaned back, avoiding your gaze. ❝ i didn't mean for you to find out like this.? ❞

you then felt a surge of anger rush through you, your heart pounding in your chest as you reached out and grabbed elliot by the collar of his sweater, yanking him forward.

❝ so what, you just ... what the fuck, elliot? ❞

elliot didn't resist, didn't pull back. in fact, a slow, almost smug smirk spread across his lips. it was the kind of smirk that made your blood boil even more. elliot's eyes darkened, and he tilted his head, his voice low and teasing. ❝ you mad at me, y/n? ❞

you grit your teeth, pushing elliot back onto the bed. but elliot's smirk didn't fade. instead, it grew, like he'd just come up with the most brilliant idea. before you could even process what was happening, elliot surged forward, crashing your lips together in a heated, messy kiss. tasting strawberry ice gelato melting in your mouth.

for a second, you froze, caught off guard by the suddenness of it. but then, something snapped inside you, and you kissed elliot back with a fury that surprised even himself. elliot wasted no time, using the momentum to flip you both over so he was straddling your hips. his hands were everywhere — running up your sides, tangling in his hair, tugging just hard enough to make your breath hitch.

❝ fuck, ❞ you muttered against elliot's lips, your hands trailing finding their way under elliot's shirt, feeling the warm skin beneath. your mind was racing, anger and confusion mixing with something else, something you didn't want to name.

elliot's hands moved lower, toying with your belt buckle like it was some kind of game, his fingers brushing against your skin in a way that made you shiver. ❝ you're so tense, ❞ elliot whispered, his breath hot against your ear. ❝ you need to relax. ❞

you responded with a low growl, your hands gripping elliot's hips, pulling him down harder against you. the kiss grew more frantic, more desperate, and before you knew it, your fingers were tangling in elliot's hair, tugging hard enough to make elliot gasp into his mouth.

❝ you think you can fuck with my head like that and get away with it?? ❞ you muttered, your voice rough and low. elliot's smirk returned, but this time it was more breathless, more eager.

❝ is that what you think i'm doing? ❞ elliot's voice was teasing, but there was a challenge in his eyes.

you didn't bother answering. instead, you tugged elliot's hair again, harder this time, earning a low moan from him. you felt a strange sense of satisfaction at the sound, the power shifting between you, and for a moment, everything else seemed to disappear. the anger, the confusion, the betrayal - it all faded into the background as you lost yourself in the heat of the moment.

elliot's fingers fumbled with your belt buckle again, teasing, but you weren’t in the mood for games. you flipped him over once more, pinning elliot beneath you, your hands gripping the sides of elliot's face as you kissed him fiercely. you didn't feel the need to care about being careful or gentle — you just needed to feel something, anything, to drown out the whirlwind of emotions in his chest.

elliot's hands slid up your back, pulling you closer, and for a while, it was just you both. no words, no thoughts, just the raw, messy collision of your bodies and mostly your anger.

but then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. you pulled back almost forcefully, your chest heaving, your mind catching up with what had just happened. you stared down at elliot, who was lying beneath you, his lips swollen, his hair a mess from where you had pulled at it.

❝ fuck, ❞ you muttered, scrambling off the bed and running a hand through your own hair. what the hell had you just fucking done?

elliot sat up slowly, watching you with a curious, almost amused expression. ❝ you alright dude.? ❞

❝ no, i'm not fucking alright, ❞ you snapped, grabbing your jacket from the floor and shoving your vapes back in your front pockets, with trembling hands. ❝ i gotta get out of here.❞

before elliot could say anything else, you were already out the door, the sound of it slamming shut echoing in the empty house.

you didn't stop walking until you were outside, the cool night air hitting your face as you leaned against the side of the building, trying to steady your breathing. biting your now swollen lips almost making them bleed. still smelling elliot’s god damn attractive scent lingering around you. it was just so unfortunately intoxicating.

© MINA LEIGH 2023 - 2024

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