#jakey boy

[gretavangroove]

Once again sobbing because they’re Brothers™️

[devilat-thedoor]

ANYWAYS.

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

Jake playing Rockin’ Robin is one of the most evil things he’s ever done

[mnkngt]

“ Entonces. Hueles a lobo. Por lo general, los tipos que conozco que apestan así terminan siendo hombres lobo. ¿Tienes algo que decir al respecto? ” // @detectivewoof​

[formulaonedirection]

Lando and his chosen family 💖

For my most beloved @des-iderate

[goldenhypen]

GUYS i saw jakey today 🥹 up close 🥹🫠 he and all the others were completely unreal. i’ll come back and post my videos of it later cuz my data is rlly crappy rn but omg. omg 🥹 never would i thought i would get to see him. up close. ahhhhhhhh 🫠🫠🫠

[thefalling-sky]

And if I said this is his best look?

[yeagrave]

you’re closer than you think, Jake…

[ bradley!spiderman sketches below the cut! ]

[wolfisland]

i love introducing people to jakey (the singer, not the mediocre boyfriend meme) like i live for it. i love giving people the shitty white boy guypolar depression cloud rap affliction its my favourite thing to do. if i have to suffer so do you. we're in this together. now listen to these.

[buckymorelikefuckme]

i’ve been watching those videos on youtube where those guys mow and clean up overgrown lawns and stuff (bc it’s calming and satisfying and my brain needs that so bad rn)

but it’s got me thinking…

you’ve just bought an adorable fixer-upper cottage, and the front yard and backyard are becoming miniature forests, so you call a few local lawn care services to see if anyone would be willing to take it on. you’re disappointed but not surprised when they all say no bc of how much work it’ll be. but then, the last place you call says sure, they’ll do it, and you’re so relieved and say thank you a million times. and then the guys show up to do the work, and…

i’m picturing ari, and steve, and maybe throw in my baby jake, and hell, might as well include curtis.

so you’re obviously like holy shit i’ve hit the jackpot??? and you’re quickly finding any and every excuse to be outside while they work. you offer to help, even though you don’t actually want to, and you’re half relieved half bummed when they politely decline. and then you bring out some ice cold water since they’re working in the blazing sun for hours on end. you ask them if they brought lunch, you could make something for them, it wouldn’t be a bother at all, please let me!

and tbh i don’t really know where i wanted this to go but just…. IMAGINE with me 😍🤤😵‍💫

[gretavangroove]

he’s so ✨b a b y✨

[devilat-thedoor]

do you even understand?????

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

If Jakey was a song 🥹

[jaketswine]

mama

just some little mother’s day jakey thoughts

900+ word blurb

“hey, babe?”

“mmhm?” you hummed in response, already in the process of closing your book and standing from your seat in the living room. you had heard him rustling around, digging his keys out of the bowl in the entryway, giving you a hint that he might be headed somewhere quickly.

you rounded the corner, seeing him with a slightly panicked look on his face, “going somewhere?”

he gave you a brief laugh, looking down at his feet, “well, mom’s in town this weekend, and I completely forgot that tomorrow was mother’s day until josh texted me a few minutes ago.” he paused to catch his breath, looking at you sheepishly.

already having a pretty good idea what he was getting after, you raised your eyebrows with a little smirk on your face, finishing his thought for him, “you want me to go to the store with you, jakey?”

he nodded, quickly waving his hand in the air, “only if you want to. I just need to go grab a card and some flowers, maybe some chocolate or something. it wouldn’t be long.” he looked up at you with a bashful smile.

you couldn’t help but giggle at the shy act he was putting on— he was just trying to rope you in to going with him. which you obviously would.

smiling at him, you brushed by him heading towards the front door, turning around to see him still standing in his place. “well come on, we don’t have all day.”

he scurried out after you, heading to open your car door for you, kissing your forehead before you got in.

arriving at the store, you followed behind him as he ambled around in the card aisle, wanting to find the best one he could for his mom.

while browsing around in the magazines, you heard him clear his throat. “hey babe, do you mind to go over and grab some more shampoo for me while we’re here? i’m almost out.”

since you weren’t doing anything but killing waiting on him, you happily obliged, agreeing to meet by the candy in a few minutes.

after grabbing his shampoo and wandering around for a bit, you made your way over to the chocolate, hoping to grab a little something for yourself.

you found jake, card and flowers in hand, staring at the variety of bags lining the shelves.

jake reached up on his toes, grabbing a bag off of one of the top shelves.

“that’s not the kind your mom likes jake.. tell me you didn’t forget that too.”

he chuckled lightly at your teasing, turning to you and extending the bag outward, “no, but it’s your favorite.” he grinned and shrugged his shoulders, “I figured we might as well.”

taking the candy from his extended hand, you nodded, giggling, “why thank you, sir.”

“but of course madam,” he responded, bowing slightly in your direction, earning a bigger laugh from you.

having acquired everything he needed, you both made your way to the check out. as was your usual, you scanned over the ridiculous tabloids set out as jake paid, until he poked your arm, letting you know he was done.

the trip to the store hadn’t taken very long, as jake had promised.

arriving home, you both sat, poking fun at each other over leftovers from the fridge, neither of you caring much to actually cook anything.

finishing up your food, you decided to go take a shower to wind down for the evening, asking jake if he’d be joining you.

though it pained him, he had to decline, telling you he’d put together his mother’s card, candy and flowers while you showered.

as you exited the bathroom, freshly cleaned, wearing a pair of your favorite pajamas, you planned to join jake back in the living room to read together— something you did almost every night.

but you were startled to find him perched up on the edge of your shared bed, fiddling with the hem of his tshirt.

looking past him, you noticed a vase of flowers sitting on your vanity against the wall. you recognized the gorgeous shade of purple from the store earlier, huffing a laugh.

“you’re gonna let me use them as decoration until tomorrow, huh?”

he looked up at you then, following your gaze to the flowers, then looking back to you with a confused smile. “I mean, I can give them to mom if you’d rather, but then she’d be getting two.”

not quite understanding what he meant, you let that comment roll around in your head, slowly drawing the realization that his mom preferred roses, white ones to be exact.

the flowers in front of you were purple.. your favorite.

meeting his gaze you walked over to him, grabbing his face in both of your hands, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss. “are these for me?” you asked, barely pulling back from his face.

“well, yeah..” he grinned at you, moving his hands to rest on your hips. “an early mother’s day gift. you’re not one yet, but i’m thinking of it that way because I just know you’re going to be the best mom ever one day.”

you blushed at his compliments, running your thumb over his cheekbone.

“and I honestly can not wait to see you with our children. ugh, you’re gonna be a fantastic mom. I just know it.”

giggling, you leaned in to kiss him again, mores sincerely this time, “thank you, jake.”

he gave you a devilish grin, “of course… mama. god I cannot wait to call you that.”

you grinned, shaking your head, moving it to his shoulder to wrap your arms around him in a tight hug. “and I can’t wait to be one, with you. I love you.”

he squeezed you tight, slightly rocking your back and forth on your feet. “I love you too. happy mother’s day.”

[alexalblondo]

I love love

[secretsofthewilde]

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