#jake fitzgerald imagine

[blissfulxsins]

WHAT SHOULD I WRITE FOR NEXT?

Here are some ideas I currently have

[startrekfangirl2233-writes]

Hi hello!

💗 with Jake and Baby Blue? I love how sweet Jake is and how soft they are together, so more of that would be amazing!

Love you Star!

💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft with Jake and Baby Blue

Thanks for requesting this, Fern! I hope you love how flirty and fluffy this is!

There's music playing when you let yourself into the apartment one blustery fall day. Living in California, it's never quite as cold in December as it is in other areas of the country. But when you’ve been running between buildings on campus all day, it's still nice to slough off your coat and toe away your boots in the warmth of Jake’s foyer. Normally, he’s still at the office when you get back from your last class of the day, leaving the apartment dark and silent until you gather up the energy to make some dinner in between bouts of paper writing and studying.

Today was such a harrowing day, you were debating whether you should call up the Chinese restaurant down the road on your way up to the apartment or if you should just make something easy. Takeout was winning the mental battle. You’d get Jake's favorites and yours, and crack open a bottle of wine for the two of you to enjoy as you sat at the table in your pajamas. Obviously you don’t have to do that anymore. But other than the soft music, you can barely hear anything else. Jake’s a force of nature. Every room he enters feels his presence. It’s not that he’s loud, which to be clear he is, it’s that he takes up a room just by being in it. So why can't you hear anything else? 

You pad into the kitchen, trying not to make any noise. It’s not often Jake cooks for you - the music playing, Ella Fitzgerald crooning away, evidence that he had indeed been cooking for you - and you desperately want to see him in the act. You can imagine, in a love-sick sort of way, how he furrows his brow as he looks down at the ingredients. How he bites his upper lip in concentration as he chops vegetables and tastes what he’s making. It’s a sight you’ve only seen once in your relationship, and the last time you were too sick to enjoy or remember much of it. But the kitchen is deserted, only the smell of the lasagna bubbling in the oven and the music playing from the speaker on the counter an indication that he was once here. 

You finally find Jake sprawled out on the oversized sofa in the living room. He's fast asleep, hair mussed, cheeks a little pink with his face smushed into a cushion in his arms. He's wearing the soft pants which drive you a little mad and a sweater. Even when he’s at home he dresses like he’s going to be photographed for a magazine. The sweater’s rucked up a little from where he’s twisted on the sofa, revealing a trail of burnished gold slipping beneath the waistband of the aforementioned dangerous pants. He looks so peaceful, so relaxed that you leave him be, walking into the bedroom to change into loungewear of your own.

“Baby Doll?” His voice is sleep-slurred as you carefully lever the lasagne out of the oven fifteen minutes later.

“I’m in the kitchen, Jake!” You call back, keeping your focus on the lasagne as you set it carefully on the counter.

“Mmmm, baby doll, a man could get used to having you in his kitchen dishing up dinner like that.”

It’s so sleazy, so unexpected, you cackle with laughter. You know better than anyone Jake doesn’t actually believe a woman’s place is in the kitchen. He just has a fondness for your ass in this particular pair of satiny pajama shorts. But the delivery of the sleazy pickup line has you bending at the waist as unrestrained laughs leave your lips.

“Th-that’s so bad!”

By the time you straighten, Jake’s at arm’s reach, and you’re struck with the need to kiss him now that he’s awake.

“If that’s so bad then how come you look like you really desperately need a kiss, then, huh, baby doll?”

His hands are hot as they slip under the hem of your soft shirt. 

“I always want to kiss you, Jake.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” 

Your words are swallowed in a tender kiss, your body wrapped tight in his arms as he kisses the breath out of your lungs. It’s a kiss so sweet you could live in it forever, soothed by the scent of him, the feeling of him, just surrounded by him in general. His hand tangles in the hair at the base of your skull, big palm hot as he draws you closer. You can’t help how you curl your fingers into his hair in return as you reciprocate the motion, dragging him in until he's pressed up against you. You've been overthinking how you feel about him recently, choking back those three little words which share a part of yourself you've never shared with anyone else before. But now you want to so desperately, you can’t rationalize a better time than this. So when you pull away, finally, because you need to breathe and not because you want to, you murmur, “I love you” against his lips.

He lets you sweat a little, standing in the circle of his arms. You catalog every inch of his face, tracing the small wrinkles at the corner of his mouth and the glimmers of gold in his green eyes. You're counting his eyelashes, ridiculously thick as they feather around his eyes when he breaks the silence.

“If it wasn’t obvious, Baby Blue, I love you, too.”

Your squeal is so loud you're sure someone could hear you from a mile away. But you don’t care. The lasagna goes cold on the counter, ready to be reheated in the middle of the night when you're a little more kiss-bitten and sore. The fresh fruit and whipped cream which were supposed to be your dessert are put to very good use, albeit not in the fashion they were intended to be. Neither of you mind.

Ask me to write a kiss for one of my pairings!

[ebitchwriting]

Music Taste The RE Characters Give Me The Vibes Of Part Three:

Piers Nivans: Oh serious boy Piers. I'll be honest, he was quite hard to pin down, but I also like to think when he's off-duty and just hanging out with his teammates and captain at a bar, or a movie theatre for the newest b-rated horror flick, or the one time they all decided to go to a medieval larp, he's a much less rough and gruff, but actually joking, light. Still serious, but anyone can see the tension melting away. For this reason, I actually think his music taste is greatly influenced by his friends. A strange mix of Queen, ABBA, I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME, Ricky Martin, Toto, and quite a few famous pop songs like A Thousand Miles, I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song, etc. He's always willing to listen to whatever his friends want to listen to, and whatever they suddenly become obsessed with.

Jake Muller/Wesker: Jakov(I refuse to believe his name is Jacob) grew up poor in Edonia, a country constantly suffering from either war from impending invasion, civil war, or biological warfare because of greedy pharmaceutical comoanies wanting to test out new viruses. So, I don't think he really got to listen to a whole lot of music growing up. The radios, when the radio towers worked, played typically folk Edonian music, rock&roll Edonian music, or pop Edonian music. Which, since what little we've seen of Edonia, I would imagine Edonian music sounding very similar to Serbian music.

Richard Simmons: If you've seen Netflix's Tau, then Simmons gives me the exact same vibes as Alex(and not just in terms of music). He listens to classical music only when he wants to calm down and distract himself from murdering someone over something as trivial as a fingerprint on a glass. Maybe jazz if thr mood strikes him. He also likes the music he thinks Ada likes purely because it's Ada Wong, and he longs to possess her like she's a trinket.

Carla Radames: Who knows what she genuinely liked before she was transformed and gaslighted into "becoming" Ada Wong? After that, well she liked what Richard believed Ada liked(which again who fucking knows if that is the case or not). Which, in Simmons' mind and the confirmation bias he came to when he and Ada had meetings, I think he would see Ada as a classic jazz fan. Louis Armstrong, Billie Holiday, Charlie Parker, and Ela Fitzgerald are the artists he would mainly play for Ada, and therefore would make Carla listen to.

Helena Harper: Helena has always been known as a spitfire that didn't care much for what other people thought and always did what she thought was right unless forced otherwise. She strikes me as someone who's about counterculture, and for that reason, she seems like she would listen to heavy metal and nu-metal bands like Disturbed, Korn, Papa Roach, and Gracchus, as well as particular singers like Rob Zombie and Maynard Keenan. It's just what she likes, and she doesn't give a damn if people think she's trying to be edgy or cool.

Ingrid Hannigan: I can see Ingrid being a fan of Kate Bush, Daniela Andrade, Marika Hackman, and Lola Blanc. Not much of a dancer or a singer unless if she's intentionally trying to be goofy or romantic with a romantic partner, with a young niece or nephew, or drunk with Leon.

Ashley Graham: Ashley seems like she would be into indie pop music, like Florence + The Machine, Lana Del Ray, Of Monsters and Men, and I'm not sure if she counts as indie pop or not but putting Billie Eilish on the list too. I can see that Ashley would be the type to dance along with her songs, but it would generally be slower dancing, more swaying as she's insecure about her dancing skills and whether or not anyone can see her. She's also shy about showing her music to anyone. She hates being judged.

[affluenzafm]

you know you love me.

Meet CLARE EDWARDS, or if you read the Anti Grapevine, THE ARCHIVIST. She is a 23 year old JOURNALIST, that currently resides in CHELSEA.

She is known around the city for her PASSIONATE and JUDGEMENTAL demeanor, but she may be hiding something… SHE HAS BEEN SECRETLY WRITING A TELL-ALL BOOK ABOUT HER FAMILY & SOCIAL CIRCLE.

SOPHIE NÉLISSE, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER.

For Clare Edwards, there has always been a proper order of things in her life. With a strict religious upbringing, it was easy to follow the path laid out for her. She followed two main principles: Hard work and faith in god would always get her where she needed to go. It served her for years -- Even if it gained her a reputation for being a bit stuck up, and wound tight. Everything once made sense to her: She'd go to Columbia, become a journalist, have a thriving career as a writer. It was all God's plan for, made complete sense. Until her parents announced their divorce, and the truth came out that her father had been a cheater. The news rocked Clare's world, throwing everything she's known for a loop -- Only made worse when soon after the divorce was finalized, her mother arrived home from a trip with a brand new husband. Suddenly everything Clare once tied her identity too seemed less important, now thrown into disarray. Insult meets injury in the form of her fledgling career, one that she can't seem to get off of the ground. Nepotism hasn't done her any favors, only labelling her as another trust-fund kid looking for a way to pass the time.

it's all about who you know.

ELI GOLDSWORTHY, MARK FITZGERALD. ex-boyfriends. Clare always thought her and Eli were going to make it. They were high school sweethearts, both melodramatic and deeply in love with one another — Until Eli’s career became the forefront of their lives, seemingly leaving Clare out of his future plans. Enter: Fitz, who happily took advantage of that. After many fights between Clare and Eli, as well as Eli and Fitz, Clare ultimately left Eli for Fitz. Their relationship went up in flames eventually, too.

ALLI BHANDARI. childhood friends. These childhood friends were once inseparable, a package deal no one could imagine apart. Through every high and low, they stuck together, pushing each other to grow and become the best versions of themselves. Whether it was chasing wild dreams or facing life's challenges, you never got one without the other by their side. Now, though their lives have taken them down different paths, the closeness has faded—but the bond hasn’t. They still care deeply, loving each other from a distance, with the quiet understanding that their shared history will always connect them.

DARCY EDWARDS, JAKE MARTIN. sister and new step-brother. These sisters couldn’t be more different—Darcy is wild and free-spirited, Clare’s grounded and practical—but their differences only brought them closer. For the longest time, it was just the two of them, and they were perfectly happy with that, navigating life side by side. Then their world flipped upside down when their mom dropped a bombshell: she’d met someone on vacation and eloped. Suddenly, they had a new stepfather and, to their shock, a stepbrother, too. Now, they’re adjusting to this unexpected new reality, relying on their unbreakable bond to get through it together.

this character is taken.

[talesofcrypt]

MADDOX, BROOKE​:

Seth was right. To some extent, at least. Brooke had a habit of selecting her partners based on whatever stage she was in at life. With Jake, things were more innocent. They were childhood best friends for years before he became her first ever boyfriend. He brought her peace and serenity, comfort and protection, and above all - unconditional love. It was only right that he was her first introduction to dating. Life started her off gentle. Then things progressed. When the routine got too stale and too stable with Jake, Tyler spiced things up. He brought her adventure and adrenaline, danger and excitement. 

Finally, when she lost both… there was Seth to pick up the pieces. He represented maturity and wisdom. What they had was scandalous and forbidden and was never meant to live a very long shelf life. At some point or another, they would be forced to go their separate ways. Then again, if that were true then why wouldn’t Seth just let her go? Why was he still pursuing her after she learned of his fiancee and he lost his job? What more could he still want from her? Perhaps, it was the age old ‘you want what you can’t have’ tale. He wanted her because he knew he shouldn’t. The game hadn’t been completely won because he kept on losing. He wouldn’t be satisfied until there was nothing left to take from her. 

The hand on her throat was enough to keep her quiet in the moment, but the mentioning of Tyler shut her up altogether. Brooke didn’t want to think about him. Far as she knew, he was dead. She mourned him ( or so she thought ) so, case closed. WRONG. “He’s nobody,” Brooke choked out, breathing through her nostrils as she felt the throb sizzle between her legs while Seth stroked her through her panties. She didn’t want to but, she bucked her hips, chasing his fingers’ rhythm while reaching up to hold his hand tighter around her neck. “I want you to take me upstairs to my bedroom and make me your little slut.” It’s what everyone at her old school was already calling her anyways.

Besides, she used to love coming onto him in the classroom like the little whore he taught her to be. She once fingered herself under her desk in a room full of thirty or so people. Seth was the only one who could see her though, as he taught his lecture on the basics of figures of speech. It was quite amusing watching him get all choked up, unable to form coherent sentences as she spread her pussy lips open for him. He punished her quite extensively after, for that. Brooke walked around with two vividly red handprints on her ass for weeks. But, she told herself the orgasm he gave her was well worth it. 

...

Brooke always looked so fucking hot with his fingers wrapped around her throat. Her soft brown eyes always managed to sparkle with tears and her voice never sounded sexier when she’s out of breath and gasping. He wanted to tear her panties off her hips right here and fuck her under the collection of family portraits on the wall. There was something so wickedly hot about looking at her in her skirt next to her father behind a podium on stage and her winning lady of the lake a few years back and her with the Fitzgerald’s in Mexico sporting a bikini that barely covers her fit summer body. It was like he could place himself in every photo and imagine screwing her on every single one of those occasions. God, was he addicted to her in the worst ways. It was like he couldn’t get his fulfillment of her even when he’s buried between her legs and drilling her. 

“I’ll take you upstairs when you’re a good girl and listen to me.” He pants against her pretty lips and smears her lipstick with his thumb as he pushes it inside her mouth. “I need to have you right now.” His cock is already fully erect and visible against his khaki shorts. Brooke has witnessed his bulge like this a thousand times in the classroom when they would visit each other’s desk and she would utter some really nasty shit while subtly rubbing herself against him. 

“You’re still mine right? You’re still a little slut for my cock.” Seth unzips his shorts and pulls himself out right there in the foyer. He was careful not to wake Monica, but there was a certain thrill in it for him, teasing their boundaries and then obliterating them. “These have to come off, baby.” With his hot-blooded cock straining against her stomach, he takes her hand and guides it around himself before yanking her panties down. 

“I want you to slide me in yourself. Inch by inch, take me in and when I’m deep and pulsating against your insides I’ll wrap your legs around my hips and walk you past your mom and up the stairs where I’ll then tie you to your bed and force you to keep cumming until I want you to stop. Do you understand?” His hand returns to her neck and lightly presses the back of her head against the wall. “Don’t worry, baby,  I won’t cum in you. I’m saving that for you to wear on your beautiful face.” He loved the idea of cumming all over her full pink lips and down her beautiful brown doe-eyes before taking her again from behind. 

[mxlti-fand0m-imaginess]

Jake Fitzgerald Masterlist

none yet!

[alloftheimaginesblog]

“I overheard you and Audrey,” Jake hissed as he had Noah pinned against the wall, “You like (y/n).”

“I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Noah exclaimed, “I-I... Let me go, okay? They’re my friend, that’s all!”

Jake dropped his hand from Noah’s chest but stayed close to his face, “You try and come in between us and I’ll snap you in two.”

[anotherimaginescollection]

Jake was a pain. He seemingly never took anything seriously and then there was the fact that a lot of the time he thought he was entitled to pretty much everything. And yet, you knew that that wasn’t all he was. As a brother he tried his best to look out for you, to make sure that things were all right. You knew that he was both the jerk and the protective sibling, and sometimes it was annoying trying to second guess if he was going to be serious or flippant about things, but you knew deep down that he cared.

‘Hey,’ he said, bumping your shoulder gently, startling you as you thought he was off flirting with some girl or another. There was a ghost of a smirk on his lips, but for once he didn’t comment. ‘You know everything’s going to be all right, don’t you?’

You let out a tense breath. ‘What, with a killer on the loose who’s known for going to parties?’ You hated that there was a waver to your voice, but you couldn’t help it.

He pulled you in for a side hug. ‘I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you, you know that, right?’

You nodded slightly before pulling away. ‘I mean, your face is enough to scare them, right?’

He rolled his eyes, but you were grateful for his attempt, glad that he was also allowing you the mild teasing to try and calm yourself.

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links here and here).

[lostinthemazecalledmyhead]

“Hey there, Y/N.” Jake greets you while looking smug as always. He sits down next to you and you wonder to what you owe this pleasure. “What are you doing?” He asks you, looking at the pen and paper in your hand. “It’s stupid.” You tell him a bit embarrassed. “Come on tell me, miss twinkly eyes.” He gives you a wink and smiles at you. “I’m writing a book, but these are just some ideas.” While you explain it to him, you can’t help but notice that he watches you intently, smiling admirably at the passion you have for writing. “What genre do you write?” He asks interested. “Mostly fantasy.” You say shrugging. “How about fifty shades of grey?” Jake asks you grinning. “Do you keep stories like that in your diary?” You give him a playful push. “Stop it, Jake!” You laugh. “I could never.” He winks at you before he walks away, leaving you wondering what just happened.

[tawneybel]

Imagine Jake teasing Will when he finds out you’ve had them both.

“Aw, we’re tunnel bros!”

“Get off me, get off,” mumbled Will, elbowing himself out of his friend’s half-embrace.

“Yeah, I am getting off to this. When I get home.”

[minky-beta]

Dating Jake Fitzgerald Would Include...

Request: What would dating Jake Fitzgerald be like? 

A/N: I thought that this one was gonna be hard, but once I started writing it, it became easier. I actually had a lot of fun writing this, sot hank you for requesting this! I'm considering writing a oneshot that's kinda based off this but idk yet. Sorry it took so long, I hope you all enjoy it. Also, I'm picturing a relationship that spanned a couple of years that started off in high school. There's a few mentions of NSFW stuff, but mostly this is just fluff tbh

You weren't sure if he was serious when he asked you out for the first time because of 

"Is this some kind of joke Fitzgerald?" 

"No. I promise it's not a joke. I really /really/ want to go out with you Y/N" 

"Why don't I believe you?" 

"Just give me a chance, please... One date, and if you don't want to go out again, I won't ask" 

The first date ended up being amazing. He took you out to dinner and then went out to a carnival. At the end of it, you turned over to him, "If you're up for it, a second date sounds nice," He gave you a huge smile. "Next week. I'll text you with the details, okay?" "Okay," 

Brooke not liking you at first, because she's the protective best friend 

After dating Jake for two months with her not liking you, you confronted her. "I just- I don't want to let him to get hurt." "Brooke-" "You two could break up, and I don't want to see that." "I can't promise that we won't break up or that it won't hurt him. But I can promise that I'm going to give this my all, and I never want to hurt him." 

Brooke tries to be nicer after that, and you two eventually become friends

During the killings, one of you would sneak into the other's house to comfort each other

"It's okay. It's okay... We have to believe that everything's okay." "Then everything's okay." 

You practically slept in his hospital room after he got stabbed in the bowling alley (you heard the nurses talking about how they thought the two of you were cute in the hallways later) 

You actually climbed into his bed after he healed up a little bit, and you guys cuddled the entire night. "I was really scared for you, ya know?" "I know, but I wasn't going to die, not when I know you're here." 

You two always made up elaborate stories of how you wanted your future to go whenever it became a little too much (It was your glass castle) 

He joked around with you all the time 

The two of you could go all day just trading your inside jokes with each other, which can make you unbearable when you're with the others 

Jake's a pretty big fan of puns (bad ones are his specialty, and he'll be happy forever if you laugh at them) 

You've lost count of the amount of sexual innuendos he's told (most of the time he's kidding... most of the time) 

He has actually told them to you /during/ sex (He likes to make you laugh)

After Piper died, you two called each other almost every night because you were the only ones that could comfort each other 

On weekends, you two would sometimes stay up the entire night talking 

On school nights, you would still usually stay up the entire night, but you guys would pretend that you weren't going to ("We should be going to bed." "Yeah." "What about..." every single time) 

He would be the type of boyfriend who posts stuff about you all the time 

*Blurry picture of you where you can't recognize you* Aren't they so cute?

There's more pictures of you on his Instagram than him 

You two give each other compliments all the time. Like 24/7. 

Jake would totally be the cuddling type 

Sometimes you guys would go a few days without actually physically seeing each other, and he would literally tackle you in hugs and kisses 

A lot of times you two "hanging out" would just be you two cuddling and staring at each other, talking about stuff (your guys' dream future was your favorite topic) 

You and him are probably the couple that everyone knows is together because you're constantly cuddling or kissing each other (If you're not big on PDA, he'll at least try to hold your hand a lot) 

You two rarely have fights 

Like you'll have arguments often, but they're rarely serious and don't really make either of you mad. They’re usually just banter

But when you guys have actual fights, they blow up. 

You guys will scream at each other for hours, before one of you decides to leave the room 

There will usually be a day or two of the silent treatment, where the two of you will just try to think it through in some reasonable manner

When you two do finally talk to each other, it's actually a logical conversation where there's compromises and apologies. 

If Brooke gets a call from your parent(s), she just automatically says that you're staying over because you've used her as an excuse so many times (you just want to hang out with your boyfriend, is that too hard to ask?) 

You guys have a list of shows and movies that you both want to watch 

There are weekly meet ups where you guys pick something from that list and just binge it the entire night 

Most of the time you guys don't actually make it through the entire night, falling asleep tangled up with your blankets and each other

Every once in a while, when there's a particularly steamy scene, you guys will get... distracted by something else 

You guys actually try to avoid having anyone else over for these, because these nights are your thing (you have had to explain this multiple times to both Noah and Brooke)

You two plan out the pranks for April Fools in like, January 

The entire group tries to avoid you like a week beforehand, but you always get them, every time

Noah’s had pink hair. You’ve convinced Emma that her Mom’s pregnant. Told Brooke that you’ll go elope. Audrey’s gotten mayonnaise in her shampoo at least twice. 

After you guys have been together for a few years, he gives you a promise ring

"Y/N, I know we're young and I know this sounds crazy, but I know for a fact that I want to be with you for the rest of my life. So I'm not asking for you to marry me now, next week, or even next year. You make me happy in a way that I didn't even know was possible. I want both of us to know that we're going to last. So just please... promise me that one day, we'll go get married, with all our friends there, I call Brooke as my best-man, you don't get her. And that day will be one of the best days of our lives. So please, promise that to me?" 

"I love you Jake," you said as you grabbed the ring. "I want that too." 

A week after that, you gave him his own ring to wear, giving your own speech

Literally being high school sweethearts, and everyone knowing that you’ll be married after two months

Basically being the dream couple

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

New School- Jake Fitzgerald

Pairing: Jake Fitzgerald x Reader

Characters: Jake Fitzgerald

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- Could you please do a Scream one-shot for Jake Fitzgerald and he's new to the reader's school and she shows him around and he flirts with her the entire time

Word Count: 577

Author: Charlotte

Lakewood may not be overly close to your town but it was hard to have not heard about what had happened with the constant news coverage leaking into every form of media that you were to consume. From this knowledge, you had seen pictures of all the victims of the heinous crimes along with those dubbed as the Lakewood Six. So, when one of the boys you’d familiarised yourself with through newspapers, as having had a close call with the masked murderer, turned up at your school, you could only assume he and his family had had enough of their close calls and wanted a better life for themselves.

Having been called to your headmaster’s office, which wasn’t an odd occurrence for you, often being summoned due to being one of the highest performing students, you were now face to face with Jake Fitzgerald. If you had not read everything about his past that was available for the public, you would assume him to be an average teenager. If that was how he appeared, you assumed that he wanted to be treated as so. He was no longer a victim to a murderer, simply to the corrupt and unjust American school system.

“Good morning Miss Y/L/N,” The headmaster smiled pleasantly.

“Good morning Sir,” You smiled in return, trying to seem as if being called to the headmaster was an enjoyable occurrence for you.

“Miss Y/L/N, I would like to introduce you to Jake Fitzgerald a new student to our school. He is here under special circumstances as I am sure you understand from the news that has come from Lakewood,” he explained. “I have spoken to Mr Fitzgerald about you, and I deem you the perfect candidate to show him the ropes and help him transition to the new school.”

You tried to keep the smile on your face without seeming smug. Frankly you appreciated how highly your headmaster spoke of you, however it did have its negatives seen as you were now forced to do any dirty work needed due to him knowing it wouldn’t affect your studies as much as it may others.

“Is that all Sir?” You asked.

“Yes. Mr Fitzgerald has his timetable, and I have contacted your teachers to tell them you won’t be in class. So please take your time to show him around and make sure he knows where he is going,” he stated.

Nodding your head, you and the brunette boy left the office, closing the door behind you.

“May I see your timetable?” You asked, so that you could see which classrooms you had to point out for him.

He handed out the piece of paper. “Anything for a beautiful girl.”

Not caring for his compliment, you read through his classes, not too happy to see that you shared most of your classes with him.

“Okay this way,” you stated.

As you walked you stayed silent, monotonously telling him where you currently were and if any of the rooms you passed were of importance to him.

“So, does the pretty girl have a boyfriend?” He asked.

“I was beautiful a minute ago, and now I’m downgraded to pretty?” You remarked sarcastically.

He let out a chuckle. “You’re gorgeous, just want to know which guy I have to compete with for your affections.”

You let out a sigh, not really caring for him.

“There is no guy to compete with, just my morals, and lack of interest,” you frowned.

[thatprettylittlething]

❝  𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝑽𝑶𝑰𝑪𝑬, it’s like nails on a chalkboard. ❞

@preylist summoned     ⟶     sc.

[bifurious-screams]

Sneak Peak of Part Five of The Good the Bad and the Dirty

Just so everyone  knows I actually pulled my head out of my ass and decided to write again, here’s a sneak peak of the upcoming chapter that will be posted either tomorrow or Thursday!!!!

The Good, the Bad, and the Dirty

Part Five

About a week had passed since Audrey’s declaration. Almost every night Audrey had come over to your house or you had gone to hers. When you weren’t together, you were texting. It wasn’t the annoying  kind of dependence that had developed, but the comfortable kind. The tension was still there, if only getting worse with time, but she stuck to her guns when it came to knowing all of you first.

Jake was the one to make the jokes first, to no one’s surprise.

“About damn time! Jesus I thought we would have to wait until we were 30 before you two stopped staring at each other longingly.” He mimicked you both with his hands under his chin, met with  Brooke hitting his midsection. “I’m right, though, babe. It was nauseating. Granted, I still look at you like that most of the time, so I get it.”

Brooke and  Jake had a fight earlier in the week,  making it awkward between everyone because when they fought, they fought. Brooke would use verbal attacks at Jake because she was angry, Jake would ignore her and shoot back something snarky,  neither of them willing to apologize until someone else intervened. This week it had been Kieran, who brought up the really good argument that there were other things that  needed to be worried about and that they had almost all died the year prior, so the priorities of their fight needed to be amended. They were back to the normal bickering and love struck glances after that.

Similar  to Brooke and Jake, you were having a tough week. You hadn’t really told anyone about the struggles you were enduring, but Audrey started to take notice when your laughter sounded different and you were a little more distant than usual. Noah also noticed when you didn’t start off a conversation with a witty remark or a trivia fact like you usually did.

The group was at  the arcade, playing games separately and together at the same time. Brooke  and Jake were at the skeeball area, Kieran and you were racing each other, and Audrey and Noah were playing the old school arcade games. You were laughing and having fun, but it wasn’t the same as it normally was for you. Kieran tried talking  to you, but you just played it off as you being tired.

[lostmorals]

liked starter for @notimminent​

spotting emma from across the way, jake swept in and swiped the book from her hand. he wasn’t sure what it was: a diary, a sketchbook, homework, job work. whatever it was, he was sure as shit going to invade her privacy — because WHY NOT? “and we’re about to find out what emma does in her free time!” he announced, despite them being the only two people around. 

[youcouldmakealife]

Superlatives Awards Results (Rd 2)

And here’s Round Two’s Hall of Famers (and the Hall of Shame)

Results for Round One are here!

You’ll see asterisks behind some names. This means the winner received a ton of votes, and the asterisks denote the following:

* a consensus has been reached (40% and up)

** canonical fact, clearly (50% and up)

*** why did I even bother asking this (70% and up)

If a second place character trailed the winner by 10 or fewer votes, they’ll get an honorary (or shameful) mention.

Most elaborate pre-game routine: Devon Crane

What's a routine? Derek Carruthers

Best babysitter for their teammates' kids: Thomas Vincent (**)

Not allowed to babysit their teammates' kids: ScratchnMoney (**)

Character you would absolutely loathe if you knew them IRL: 

Robbie Lombardi (**)

Character you'd want to be buds with if you knew them IRL: 

Gabe Markson

Best dressed: Bryce Marcus (close second: Ulf Larsson)

Worst dressed: Derek Carruthers

Most helpful copilot on a road trip: Gabe Markson (**)

Most useless copilot on a road trip: Julius Halla (*)

For Jared Matheson's future reference.

Most likely to stay physically active after retirement: David Chapman (*)

Most likely to immediately get out of shape after retirement: Nick 'Scratch' Angelopoulos (***!)

Most likely to get back to back hat tricks: Sebastien Boucher (*)

Most likely to get back to back Gordie Howe hat tricks: (1 goal, 1 assist, 1 fighting major): Brandon 'Shithead' Simcoe

Best dancer: Marc Tremblay (*)

Worst dancer: David Chapman (*)

Most likely to be the cool mom/dad: Kiro Volkov (*)

Most likely to be the embarrassing mom/dad: Bryce Marcus

Best work-life balance: Gabe Markson

Work is life and balance is bullshit: Dave Summers (close second, David Chapman, can't imagine why he's Dave's favourite client.)

Most chill: Chaz Rossi (**)

Possesses zero chill: David Chapman (by a mere vote! Jared Matheson's lack of chill is second.)

Best kindergarten teacher: Thomas Vincent (*) (Yvette, Actual First Grade Teacher, also received *) 

Best assassin: Devon Crane (*)

Most disgustingly in love couple: Bryce and Jared (***!!!!)

Most under the radar couple: Mike/Liam (closely followed by Gabe/Stephen, who are closely followed by David/Jake. And none for ScratchnMoney, who are literally one person.)

Most long suffering wingman/bystander: Joe Forster (*) (followed by Raf Sanchez (*) )

Most enthusiastic wingman/shipper on deck: Liam Fitzgerald (*)

Your personal favourite character: David Chapman

Personal favourite couple/throuple: Bryce/Jared (David/Jake in close second.)

Shoutout to Gabe Markson, my reasonable son, for winning basically all the 'good at stuff' accolades in these awards, as he deserves.

And continued kudos to Bryce Marcus for adding ‘disgustingly in love’ and ‘will undoubtedly mortify his children’ to his many embarrassing accolades (okay, yes, and ‘best dressed’. And he will GLEEFULLY take the ‘personal favourite couple’ mantle.)