jake you better make it up to me

Homestuck Pool Party Headcanons

John: Canonballs in IMMEDIATELY, he is yelling and he is fucking excited move out of the way this boy is coming through!! Also, because he has a breath aspect I am 413% certain that he can stay underwater for indefinite amounts of time and you can bet your ass he’s going around grabbing people’s feet to freak them out. He and Terezi have a contest to see who can make the most people jump, I will not say who wins I will only say that it is unfortunate for everyone involved. He and Dave are an unstoppable chicken team, they have never lost and will do Whatever It Takes to make sure that remains true.

Dave: Is just chillin, he cares more about keeping his shades dry than swimming around. He will go hard as hell in Marco Polo tho, if you thought he was too cool to jump at the nearest person faster than the speed of light you were wrong buddy he will do what it takes to WIN. Also, when he is the Marco he will (unfairly) target Karkat. This is frustrating. “I’m not even being that loud” Karkat protests for the umpteenth time Dave tags him. “Bullshit” everyone else says, but there’s still a rule that Dave can’t tag Karkat more than five times in a row because really Dave we know you love hearing him yell but Enough Please.

Karkat: Is Bad At Marco Polo. He is so loud. My son. Please. Is very hesitant to get into the water at first bc he’s sensitive to the cold and would rather angrily sweat than deal with the initial shock of getting in. Dave will patiently chill nearby until Karkat is ready, or Dave decides that Karkat is ready in which he will absolutely drag him in. Karkat does not know how to swim so he won’t go past the shallow end, and considering how short he is, uh, that’s not very much of the pool. Dave has to carry him sometimes which he complains about A Lot but secretly kind of likes it whoops. Karkat and Sollux are the shittiest chicken team, Karkat is too afraid of falling in to have any sort of effective strategy and Sollux is like “Karkat just push him” and sort of plows into the other team which just leads to Karkat screeching and nothing gets done.

Roxy: LOVES SWIMMING WITH HER FRIENDS!!! Real people?? That she’s hanging out with?? And you KNOW she’s excited to wear that cute as fuck bikini she alchemized months ago ‘just in case’ ;) ;) ;). After years of knowing Jane and her silly prankster shenanigans, John will absolutely not get the drop on her no sir, he tries to grab her foot she will raise that leg and pull the boy out of the water and give him the Mom Look™. This is war. John will not win. She loves being with Jane and Roxy and her boys!! She is just full of so much love it’s incredible. She deserves this so much.

Calliope: Doesn’t know much about swimming or why humans (and trolls ish) find it so enjoyable, but Roxy is excited so she is too! Interestingly enough, cherubs Do Not Float. Roxy is waving a nervous Callie into the pool and she’s coming down the ladder and once it gets to her chin everyone expects her to do something but no, she makes it to the bottom of the pool and just walks like normal over to where Roxy is. The water level comes up to just below her nose and she has to tilt her head back to speak. “Like this?” She asks excitedly, ‘uh,,, yeah,,,like that’ everyone responds nervously, giving big smiles and thumbs up because they don’t want to disappoint her.

Jade: A master swimmer, she and Jake grew up on an island in the middle of the goddamn pacific my girl knows how to GO. No one realized how fucking ripped Jade was. Jade is ripped as heck. She’s got back and shoulder muscles like an absolute goddess and everyone is like holy shit? Jade? Have you been benching pumpkins all these years? She likes chilling with Jane and Roxy and Calliope because she has been longing for some gals to hang with forever. Not that she doesn’t love Rose, she does, it’s just, they have such differing personalities and anyways it’s kind of hard being around her and Kanaya bc they’re so cute it makes your teeth hurt.

Rose: She and Kanaya have matching floppy sun hats, they love laying out in the sun because Kanaya is a little nervous around water thanks to a certain sea-dweller *cough* eridan *cough*. Rose doesn’t mind, her swimsuits are more for show than swim anyways. She’s got some really cool and intricate goth-y ones and some nice lighthearted pastel ones, an orange and yellow fancy one-piece and a frilly lavender one. Rose has a new appreciation for sunlight but still religiously applies sunscreen because a home girl may be immortal, but fuck if she is gonna deal with any nasty sunburns after defeating the fucking embodiment of evil.

Kanaya: As previously stated, very nervous around water, but so so happy to be in the sun?? It’s not as bright as the one on Alternia which is fine because that means her troll friends can enjoy it too, but she’s literally just so happy to be around people that enjoy the sun the way she does because she’s felt wrong and different about it for years and she finally found someone that understands her ahhshshsjs. She designs all of Rose’s swimsuits and loves seeing her wear them. When it gets dark out, she likes to turn on the glow a little and all these cute little furry wingbeasts will flock to her?? “Those are moths” Rose tells her. “These are my children now” Kanaya pats Rose’s arm, they’re her children too because that’s how human marriage works she’s pretty sure

Dirk: Is so awkward oh my godddd, a little uncomfortable in his body actually? This boy might have muscle but he is all arms and legs and doesn’t know what to do with them because he’s never fuckifnfnfn been around people before. Doesn’t say “Marco” during Marco Polo, he just listens. Breath too loud? You’re tagged. Splash a little? Tagged. Move? Tagged. He’s never Marco for more than two minutes because he’s so in tune with his reflexes that no one even stands a chance. With Jake on his shoulders, they make a decent chicken team, but they’re too worried about each other to be effective. “You okay up there?” He wants to make sure. Someone is tipping Jake over oh no get him off my shoulders is he okay, oh he’s fine, yes I know how the game works Roxy, no Rose why don’t you get in the pool and do a better job before you come for me like that. Rose and Kanaya, in an extremely rare occurrence, do get in for a round of chicken. They beat Dirk and Jake almost immediately. They return to the deck. This never happened and we don’t speak of it.

Jake: Is bad at Marco Polo, he’s an amazing swimmer but he’s not…quiet. After growing up on that island, fighting and swimming, Jake is also Ripped as Heck. Dirk blushes his fucking ass off the first time he sees Jake shirtless. Jake acts all clueless like oh? What’s wrong Dirk? Is something the matter? But he knows exactly what he’s doing and if he’s subtly flexing in front of him, well. That can’t be helped. He may suck during chicken with Dirk, but with Jade on his shoulders? Hoo boy, they give Dave and John a run for their money. He is also John’s favorite to grab the feet of because his reactions are always so over the top with his phrasing. “Horsefeathers!” He grabs at his foot in panic because his first thought is it was one of the monsters from his island, then he sees it was just John who is laughing his ass off because, horse feathers? Really? “I say,” Jake huffs indignantly even though he’s smiling now. “Warn a fellow!”

Jane: Looks rockin’ in her swimsuits because she’s wearing the whole high waisted pinup style ones and?? She’s super gorgeous? Roxy makes sure to tell her that every five seconds just in case she forgets. She and Roxy make a decent chicken team, usually they’re laughing so hard by the end of it that whoever was on top can’t do anything and they fall off because they don’t care about winning they’re just having such a good time. She and Roxy take turns carrying Callie around when the water gets too deep, not that Callie needs to be above the water per se as she seems to have no trouble breathing, but it just makes everyone a little more comfortable and anyways Callie loves it.

Terezi: Killer at Marco Polo for obvious reasons, sometimes she gets tagged on purpose just to show off how quickly she can find people. The only person she’s never been able to get is John, he uses his windy powers to obscure his scent so she can’t “see” him. He is her Marco Polo white whale. One day, John, one day. She and Vriska are terrifying during chicken, Vriska will plow full speed towards the opposing team and Terezi is ready to Throw Hands. The most intense games are between them and John and Dave, both John and Terezi are on top and they fuckin battle it out so hard that Dave and even Vriska start to get nervous on the bottom.

Sollux: Says the water feels slimy. “No shit,” Karkat tells him. “It’s water you fucking shitstain.” Sollux cheats during chicken by using his psiionics to keep Karkat on his shoulders which only makes Karkat mad because he’s terrified of falling in and holy shit Sollux I don’t care what you think your powers are doing I’m gonna fall in fuck fuck fuck. “No I got you” Sollux assures him. He does not. Karkat is not got. Oh well. Sollux mostly likes chilling on inner tubes, plural. He has a blue one and a red one because he’s too tall to fit in just one. “Get a bigger inner tube” Karkat complains. “Perhaps get one of those long, recliner like ones?” Kanaya suggests. No. Sollux will use two inner tubes. He will make the sacrifice of comfort for his aesthetic.

bmc characters as shit I've said in class

Jeremy— “yoU gUys *voice crack* that’s kinda qUeer,,”
Michael— “if you touch my headphones I swear to frick fracking god I will roast toast butter and serve you bitch”
Rich— “I’m not short you’re just a large queer giant go eat a tree”
Jake— “id shove a basketball up a babies ass if it meant I got to hug a pretty man”
Christine— “I enjoy musicals but that doesn’t mean I’m sad it just means I invest my life in singing fictional characters more than my actual goals”
Jenna— “I’ll tell everyone and their mom about your Twix dildo”
Chloe— “yes I am hot yes I am perfect but I am gay so That makes me better than you”
Brooke— “no I just follow her around all day since she’s cooler than me in every way and I have no personality but I’m doing great”
The squip— “LISTEN TO ME IF YOU WANNA PICK UP SOME HOES”

B99 + Tinder AU: in which Jake and Amy match on Tinder. 
→ set pre-show/early season onewritten after I impulsively downloaded Tinder instead of working on my other AU in progress

In a moment of insanity and slight tipsiness, she lets Kylie download Tinder on her phone. (”Amy, what do you want your Bio to say?” “Ooh, how about how I’m in a nationally-ranked trivia team?” “Nope, none of that.”)

In a moment of four-drink-drunkenness, she swipes right on Jake Peralta. 


She wakes up on Saturday morning with her mouth dry and her head pounding. Groaning, Amy lifts one hand to shield her eyes from the way-too-bright light streaming in through the curtains. With her other hand, she gropes blindly for her phone on the bedside table. When she doesn’t find it immediately, she drags herself out of bed and makes her way toward the kitchen. 

She gets herself a glass of water and fishes her phone out of her purse, which was on the floor just a few paces away from the messy heap of fabric that was her coat and scarf. 

She opens her phone, and her eyebrows scrunch together at the notification on the screen: “Congratulations! You have a new match!

Her eyes flicker to the icon accompanying the message. The small red flame brings back hazy memories of the night before - Kylie taking her phone hostage and downloading the app, Kylie setting up her profile, the two of them cracking up while swiping left and right for an hour. 

She sips from her glass and pulls up the app with a sigh. She taps the screen a few times to check her matches and messages, bracing herself for anything inappropriate and praying she didn’t send out anything too terrible herself. (She doesn’t recall doing any messaging of her own, but she also doesn’t recall getting home and throwing her jacket on the floor, so.) 

She chuckles at a few of the messages and grimaces at others, but her heart nearly stops, and she almost drops her glass when she scrolls down and sees a very familiar name.

In his tiny profile picture, he’s looking somewhere off camera and has a single eyebrow raised. His lips are drawn into a somewhat half smirk, half smile. For some reason, she can just hear Gina’s voice, giving him directions on how to pose. (”Okay, Jake. Remember, we’re going for sexy, but not like we’re trying too hard. Like, sure, we’re trying, but it’s almost effortless.”) 

There’s a blue star on his photo, and Amy vaguely recalls Kylie telling her this means he swiped up to “Super Like” her. Her ears burn at the idea Jake would ever actually super like her. 

After setting her glass down on her coffee table and taking a seat on her couch (to avoid breaking glassware, falling over, or other potential consequences), she takes a deep breath and opens up his messages. 

santiago’s on tinder?! whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!?!?!!! were the magic themed singles nights not working out for you? :o

gotta say i’m supes flattered you swiped right

but fyi i’m totally going to bring this up at briefing on monday

the whole world has to know i matched with amy santiago!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She rolls her eyebrows but continues reading. 

uh

unless you don’t want me to?? 

ames??????????????

k you’re not replying

that tells me you either passed out in shock after matching with me (tbh i get it, nbd) 

or you and kylie are having the craziest night of your life :P 

There’s a new timestamp before the next message, and when she checks, she finds he sent it over half an hour after the prior one.

look i’m only saying this cause you swiped right first but if this wasn’t a joke and you were actually interested, i’d be up for dinner or whatever 

It’s the last of his messages, and it sends her reeling. 

Heart racing and hands shaking, she fumbles with her phone to call her best friend. She figures the woman who got her in this mess should help her out of it.

“H-hello?” Kylie’s voice is hoarse and weak, and this makes Amy feel a teensy bit better about her own hangover. Except she’s still freaking out. 

“KYLIE! DID I SWIPE RIGHT ON JAKE PERALTA LAST NIGHT?”

There’s a laugh on the other line. “Honey, you grabbed your phone from me to swipe right the second his face came on the screen and then yelled at it when he hadn’t responded within 30 seconds. You didn’t even bother reading his bio - although I checked, and it was just full of Die Hard quotes and emojis… Not the best or most creative. Like what does that even mean dating-wise? What does that tell you about him as a potential lover? Nothing, Amy, nothing. The only thing it says is that his ideal date is probably a Die Hard marathon and make out session.“

“Oh, God, can we not analyze Peralta’s Tinder profile right now?” 

You asked about him! Anyway, what’s up, boo? Did your smoking hot partner actually match with you?” 

“Smoking hot?”

“Your words, not mine.” 

Her cheeks flare up at that, and she groans. She combs her free hand through her hair. “He might have… sent me a bunch of messages and said he was up for dinner or whatever if I was actually interested.”

Kylie makes a high-pitched squeal, and Amy has to bring her phone away from her ear for a second. When she brings it back, her best friend’s talking a mile a minute. “So you are going out with him, right? There is no way in hell you are passing this up, Amy. You’ve been into him forever! You know what, I’m ending this call right now. You need to message him back or text him or call him or something. Text me updates ASAP!” 

The line goes silent after that, and Amy’s left with a bigger headache than the one she woke up with. 

After staring at the ceiling for another minute or hour (she can’t tell), she goes back into the app and pulls up his message. Throwing all caution to the wind, she sends: Hey! :) Are you free tonight?

His reply comes almost instantaneously, which is good because she otherwise would have gone insane.

ya! what do you want to do?? i’m up for anything ;)

ps that winky face wasn’t meant to be sexual or anything, we could literally just sit and talk and eat

or something

no pressure 

An increasingly familiar swell of affection rises in her chest. She pauses to consider her response. Die Hard and takeout at my place?

noice. i’ll be there @ 6

can’t wait, ames!!!!!!! ♥

A series of knocks sounding vaguely like the Imperial March announces his arrival later. Amy tucks her hair behind her ears, takes a deep breath, and gets the door. 

Jake has a boyish grin on his face and a spark of amusement in his eyes. “Y’know, Amy, Tinder’s Safety Tips page says you’re always meant to meet someone in public. I hope you don’t invite all your matches to your apartment for movie night. What would Holt say if you got murdered? How would we explain your death to your parents?”

She chuckles and rolls her eyes. Just like that, all the nervousness she felt dissipates. “Come in, Jake.” 

The night ends up going on both of their good date lists. - They order Chinese and fight over the last egg roll. Jake recites half the lines of the movie. (Only half because Amy shushes him at some point). They make out on her couch as the end credits roll over the screen. 

They also delete their Tinder accounts. 

Permanently. 

Imprinting

Fandom: Twilight

Pairing: Jacob x Reader

Request: Can u write an angsty Jacob Black imagine where he imprints on the reader? or any Jacob imagine tbh haha

Characters: Jacob Black, Reader, Bella Swan(mentioned)

Word Count: 1033 

Warnings: Angst, fluff, cuteness, a few curse words and that’s it

Summary: You and Jacob have been friends for years now. One day, everything seems to change and you have no idea why.

Originally posted by ladystonheart


Originally posted by vixielefox


Originally posted by stupidteletubbie

It was just another rainy day in Forks, Washington. The weather there was always rainy and cloudy, but you were okay with that. You love the weather like that. Sunny weather was okay with you too, but you prefer this type of weather. On your days off from school, you would usually spend time with your best friend, Jacob Black. You both go to different schools, so you don’t see a lot of each other on the week days. But that didn’t stop either of you from skipping classes to go see each other.

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William Nylander - Part 6

In case anyone missed it, I now have masterposts for both my Matthews story and the Nylander one! Keeps everything nice and organized! 

After dinner we roll to a stop outside my apartment. An awkwardness comes over me and I have no idea what to do or say so I wait for him to break the silence.  

               “I’d ask to come in, but I think I hit my limit of making you do things today,” Will says, shifting into park and leaning back in his seat to look at me.

               I laugh and nod. “I would have said no anyway.” We both know it’s a lie.

               “Sure,” he humors me and our eyes meet. Instead of the tension rising, it seems to dissipate. I’m comfortable with him. It’s a shocking revelation. Just as is the fact that his hair is different shades of blonde almost, a natural highlight that I hadn’t noticed before.

               “Are you going to call me this time?”

               I hesitate a moment. “It’s possible.”

               He tilts his head down and gives me a skeptical look.

               “You never know, I could still be gathering evidence of your stalking incidents,” I tease, giving him a severe look.

               Will laughs, it rumbles in the enclosed space and my heart skips a beat. It’s a beautiful sound.

               “I guess anything is possible,” he says and we fall silent again. I don’t want to get out of the car and I don’t think he wants me to leave either.

               “Well, I’m sure my cat is very upset I didn’t spend my Sunday with her,” I start when the silence stretches on for too long, my hand reaching for the door handle. Silently begging him to stop me. He does.

               Will’s hand catches my wrist and I look back at him in question. He gives me a shy smile before leaning in and kissing my cheek gently.

               “Goodnight, Y/N,” he says, his breath raising goosebumps on my skin.

               “Will,” I say as a goodbye and lift myself out of the car, closing the door gently behind me. I don’t look back.

               The elevator dings, the doors closing after I press my floor number and I lean back against one of the walls, my head hitting the glass with a thud. The only reassuring thing that this hasn’t been a dream is the dull ache.

               “What the hell am I doing?” I ask myself aloud. You said yes to another date with Nathan for tomorrow yet you spent all day with a drop dead gorgeous hockey player and let him take you out to dinner and kiss your cheek and make your stomach do backflips and you are a horrible person. I let out a wail of despair once I’m in my apartment and Kota pins her ears back. Her eyes judgmental.

               “Don’t even start with me, Kota,” I snap, throwing some food into her bowl. I strip down in my bathroom and turn the water as hot as I can stand. Letting the water relax my muscles and steam the bathroom, I let my mind wander. It doesn’t surprise me when it lands on Will. I wonder what he’s doing. I wonder if he’s showering just like me. Oh you just had to go to a naked image, didn’t you? I scold myself and turn the scalding shower off.

               I don’t bother dressing myself, tying a robe around myself instead. Wandering out into the living room Kota is perched on her usual spot on the back of my couch. Her eyes are less judgmental now and she’s content to let me pet her head.

               “Oh Kota, two weeks ago I had no boys. Now I have two,” I whisper and she meows back. I don’t speak cat but I’m pretty sure she just asked me for more food.

-

               When my alarm sounds in the morning I bounce out of bed, always the morning person. I’m my most productive in the early hours of the day, hence the alarm at 6:30. I dress myself smartly, also key to being productive and twist my hair into messy bun. Kota bends between my legs as I gather my morning breakfast, nearly causing me to break my ankles twice.

               I pull up my schedule on my tablet as I stuff toast and eggs into my mouth. A lunch meeting with a few other editors at the office and several more manuscripts are due to be in my inbox when I arrive. They are never sent over email. Always a hard copy in my little tray in the office that I seldom use in downtown Toronto.

               With a free morning I get uninterrupted time to clean my apartment. One of my favorite things to do. There is just such a satisfying sound when the vacuum runs over my carpet, leaving that beautiful trail. My parents bought me a Roomba for Christmas, I exchanged it for a new coffee maker. Orderliness and cleanliness cannot be made by a robot.

               By the time I’m walking into the office, precisely nine minutes early, my mood is sky high. I greet the receptionist, janitor, a copy writer and three people I don’t know as I walk to the glass enclosure of a conference room. I remember now why I prefer to work from home. The ultramodern look and feel of the office is overwhelming at times. Everything too professional and cold for my liking.

               I take my usual seat, second on the right, back to the door and carefully lay all my papers and files before me in particular order. Movement to my left comes as a surprise but doesn’t scare me.

               “Here already? I thought you liked coming to meetings fifteen minutes late?” I say without looking up from my pad of paper that I always use to take notes on.

               “All good things must come to an end,” Jake sighs, placing my usual Caramel Macchiato before me before settling himself down in the third seat to the right. “Bartello said after the last meeting that I have to be good for three months and she will clear my record.”

               I scoff and shake my drink a few times before taking a sip. “I didn’t think you were afraid of Bartello.”

               “Yeah, well, I’m more afraid of having to go back to photocopying. Worst year of my life,” he replies. I finally glance up at him when he shuffles his papers out onto the table and my eyes widen. Jake’s usual unruly hair is smoothed to the side with a clean cut and his lazy attire is now freshly pressed and his tie is actually tied.

               Jake realizes I’m staring and his cheeks turn a faint pink. “What?” He asks self-consciously, eyeing me warily.

               “Goddamn Mattias,” I exclaim and his pink turns beet red. “You look fine as hell!”

               “Would you keep your voice down,” he mumbles furiously at me, busying himself with his papers while I snicker.

               “What’s her name? Is it the new receptionist? She looks like a total sweetheart, all rosy cheeks and pretty black curls. I can see it,” I nod and smirk at his obvious discomfort.

               “It’s not the receptionist,” he snaps and I press him with a stare. He knows I won’t let it go. “You’re not going to like my answer,” he says cautiously, his eyes darting to me and to the coffee in my hand.

               “What do you mean I won’t lik-“ I freeze in my words. Jake sees the revelation in my face and I can see sweat beading on his forehead. “No no no no no no…. Jacob Oscar Mattias you had better tell me that what I’m thinking is not true.”

               Jake swallows hard and glances at the exit to our left. “Jake, you had better tell me right now that you are not dating my sister,” I lower my voice and level him with a glare. He makes a noise in the back of his throat and licks his lips nervously.

               “YOU’RE DATING MY SISTER?” I yell and he jumps in his seat before grabbing my arm and glancing again over his shoulder where two of our coworkers are looking up from their desks.

               “Would you stop yelling?” He whispers, ducking his head closer to mine. “And please don’t hit me. I still have a bruise from six days ago at the last meeting.”

               I can feel murder on my face and I know he feels it.

               “You can’t act so surprised, you knew there was something there,” he says, leaning back in his seat. Clearly taking comfort in the fact that I can’t beat him over the head with my briefcase in the middle of the office.

               “But… it’s Rian… she’s my baby sister,” I squeak. Betrayal rushing over me like a broken dam.

               “She’s not a baby, Y/N. She’s barely two years younger than us. Three more months and she graduates. It’s not a huge deal!”

               “It is so! How long?” I demand, still seething.

               “Just a few days, two dates is all,” Jake answers, more tension leaving his body.

               “So after the game then?” I ask. Rian had been so nervous during the entirety of the car ride there and back, blushing at every word Jake had said. I had just thought it was a crush thing. Never did I imagine they would act on it.

               “Yes, after the game. When you didn’t answer me the next morning right away to ask how you were feeling, I called Rian to make sure everything was okay. It all kind of spiraled from there,” Jake shrugs and I press my lips into a hard line.

               “I texted you right when I woke up! How early did you call her?”

               “I was worried about you, Y/N. Nathan and Rian aren’t the only people that love you,” he snaps at me and my heart softens a little bit. But I’m still pissed he’s probably already kissed my baby sister.

               “Don’t you try and suck up to me now Mattias,” I snap back at him and he gives me a shifty grin. “So that’s what all this is about?” I ask, mussing his hair much to his annoyance.

               “Not really,” he says, shoving my hand away and attempting to smooth his black hair back out again. “Just ready for a change.”

               I give him a skeptical look but drop the topic as our coworkers slowly start filing in.

               “This isn’t over,” I mumble to him, bringing my drink to my lips. “No matter how many macchiatos you bring me.”

               The meeting goes as usual, someone gets yelled at but it’s not me or Jake so I don’t really care. I give Jake a dirty look every chance I get and he’s always quick to look away. Once everything is done and we gather our things, walking out the door together.  

               “All your dirty looks reminded me,” Jake starts once we are out of earshot of the others and in my office. “Rian mentioned you went out with William Nylander last night?” He raises his eyebrows and flops down in one of the seats across from my desk.

               I silently curse my sister for being a blabber mouth and fix Jake with a stare as I take my own seat and pick of the stack of manuscripts waiting for me. Fanning through them I reply. “Yeah, what about it?” I decide not to lie and I realize with a pang that I have yet to text Will.

               “It just surprises me because you went out with Nathan the other night and I think he mentioned something about going to a play tonight,” Jake says slowly and I smack my forehead with the stack of papers.

               “The play!” I moan and squeeze my eyes closed. I had completely forgotten.

               “Yeah…” Jake says a bit awkwardly, which I find ironic that he considers that to be awkward when I’m pretty certain he’s had his tongue down my little sister’s throat already.

               I sigh and lean back in my chair, replacing the papers onto my desk and tilt my head to look out the window.

               “I don’t know what I’m doing, Jake,” I whisper.

               “I’ve gathered that,” he nods and I look at him in surprise when he chuckles.

               “What?”

               He hesitates a moment, looking like he’s gathering his words first. “It’s just… so unlike you I guess. You’re a person who needs to be organized and even since high school you’ve always known what you wanted.” He shrugs and leans back as well. “I just never saw you as someone who plays the field.”

               “I am not playing the field!” I retort and glare at him. “And you seem very unconcerned that this involves your best friend and there’s a possibility that things aren’t going to work out between him and me.”

               Jake shrugs again much to my annoyance. “I never have thought of you two as a couple, you’re too similar I think,” he says slowly. “Besides, I wouldn’t really consider him as my best friend as of late, I’ve hardly seen or talked to him since the game. He’s so involved in everything at school and all of his coworkers at the hospital he’s doing his practical at… I think of you as my best friend more than Nate.”

               I turn my attention back out the window, letting Jake’s words sink in. I hadn’t realized until now that Jake is right. Nathan never even mentioned Jake when we were out the other day, all he really talked about what school and what his future hopefully consisted of. I don’t even think we talked about my own work. Glancing at Jake, I see his brow bunched together as he stares blankly at my desk.

               “I don’t think that’s true, Jake,” I say gently. “I think of you as my best friend as well, you’re the person I see the most to be completely honest. But Nathan is still your friend, he just has other priorities right now. It’s like when you and I were in our program, all we pretty much saw was each other. I don’t think we left each other’s sides for sixteen weeks,” I smile at him and he hesitantly reflects it back to me.

               “Don’t think about it too much, Jakey,” I reach forward and cover his hand with my own. “Nathan will snap out of it. You still have your best friend.”

               Jake stares at our hands and slowly nods his head. I hadn’t realized how much this affected him. A little bit of guilt flashes through me about yelling at him earlier.

               “Still going to the play tonight?” He asks after a few moments his sad expression replaced with a smirk, though he doesn’t remove his hand from mine.

               “You want to come? Rian would be down I’m sure,” I say, an idea already forming in my head. It’s not a date if your little sister comes. Jake seems to know exactly what I’m thinking and frowns at me.

               “Are you even into him?” He asks bluntly.

               I stare at him in silence, taking in his bronze skin and his even darker eyes. I can see why Rian gets giddy every time I mention him. “I don’t know, Jake,” I answer truthfully. “I really don’t. I had never thought about him in that way until recently, and even now… it’s strange. But also kinda nice?” I scrunch my nose, my mind in a million places at once.

               “But you need time,” Jake says and I nod.

               “I think so.”

               “And what about Will?”

               My cheeks heat and my heart skips a beat in my chest. My physical reaction is enough for Jake to nod.

               “Much different reaction,” he muses.

               “Much,” I agree quietly. I squeeze his hand once more before wiggling the mouse to my desktop to get the screen to wake up. “So you want a ticket for tonight?”

               “Yes, ma’am. Two please,” he winks at me and I scowl even though it was my idea.

               “Keep your damn hands to yourself when I’m around,” I growl at him as he stands and makes to leave my office. “I’m going to have nightmares for weeks now.”

               Jake gives me his goofy smile, the contrast of his white teeth again his brown skin makes me envious and I hate that he used my favorite smile against me.

               “Get out of my office.”

anonymous asked:

Dirk Strider is made out of love, prince of my heart, i love him so much.

You didnt ask for this but you put Dirk and love in the same sentence and this is what i’ve been thinking about so lets go

Im gonna ramble about how much Dirk would love John Egbert and Jade Harley like, instantly, he did conceptually before he even met them but the instant they meet Dirk is permanently owned and has that many more people he’d happily die for because: Dirk loves Jane and Jake more than life itself, and John and Jade are…their kids basically. And early on Dirk cannot unsee that. 

The biggest treason this fandom has ever committed to my person is ignoring the fact that Dirk Strider would fucking melt himself to death even looking at John Egbert or Jade Harley and deconstructing all the little ways they’re like Jake and Jane and thinking about his typical self-loathing shit like “god those two would’ve been so happy together I’m such an ass for getting in the way look at them their kids are perfect they’re so good–”  

before Jake like puts his arm around Dirk’s shoulders and all thoughts immediately stop if they’re dating again, it’s probably a source of great angst for Dirk before they are and one of the bigger reasons he stays away. Maybe Jake and Jane will get the idea and be happy together. Someone write this for me thanks. 

Anyway that got too sad so back to Dirk’s relationship with the ectokids. 

Early on in Earth C John gets the impression Dirk hates him early on and pranks him pretty hard and often but while it kind of annoys Dirk when all his meticulously set up horsecam figurines get their heads swapped (and john breaks some of them in the process) he’s mostly just reminded that things with him and Jane are still awkward enough that he hasn’t gotten this from HER and he’s a torn up bag of “Fuck I miss her” and “Fuck I can’t believe how much I care about her goober ecto-son already” and NONE of this gets across his stoic demeanor so all john gets is that poker face. It takes them fucking forever to be actual friends and I’m not sure what does it but its probably the formidable teamwork of Jake and Dave who get sick of the awkwardness eventually. 

Meanwhile Dirk is 100% in awe of and terrified of disappointing Jade Harley who he A) cannot stop thinking about as JAKE’S GRANDMA and “OH GOD WHAT IF SHE DISSAPROVES WHAT IF I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH WHAT IF-”- and B) Cannot stop thinking about as SO MUCH like Jane it kills him. She’s so no-nonsense and down to business and whenever he starts rambling too much about philosophy or some bullshit she just looks at him like … and he’s like “Ok I’ll shut up.”  The way Jade moves in a science lab is EXACTLY like Jane moves in a kitchen (or later, a business meeting) and Dirk knows because he learned the ins and outs of that movement by heart across so many video cam sessions growing up. Everything about Jade Harley destroys Dirk and he thinks she’s the fucking coolest and there’s basically no part of him that didn’t love her from the word go 

Dirk manages to work up the will to keep everyone else (but Jake) out of his private garage but not Jade, Dirk’s got all this futuretech practice and as SOON as Jade catches wind of this she’s like “Hey dirk! Alt!Callie handed me the secrets of the universe and basically i need a bigger workshop and better science can you help me out” and that’s basically his main project for the next two years is catching Jade up on 400 years of scientific progress (Jake tags along) and having to work on his weirdo animatronic shit that he was GOING to use his garage for originally in like, one of the cramped floors of Jake’s jungle globe instead

But it’s fine cause it makes Jade happy and getting to be helpful to Jade is like a dream come fucking true and Jake is so happy whenever he and Jade get to talking about some interesting intersection of philosophy and science or furries or whatever. The first time Jade gives him a friendly smack on the back Dirk jumps so hard he hits the roof.

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Star Trek: DS9 Notes - S6, Vol. 5

Hello hello Tarra Treks is BACK! Read ‘em and weep, I sure did by the end.

6x20 ‘His Way’
- Netflix: “Bashir shows off his new holosuite character, a 1960s Las Vegas singer who performs in a lounge full of martini-swilling customers.”
  me out loud: “Why are you like this.”
- what is this boozy Mad Men fantasy
- it’s actually SO STRANGE to see them all in here in their uniforms!
- “pretty sweet pipes for a lightbulb” oh I like this, I like that he knows?? weird, weird and fun!

Julian is criminally pleased with himself and his preternaturally astute holographic lounge singer

- wait are Kira and Shakaar an on-again-off-again? since when?
- Julian: “He knows about love, life, women!”
  Miles: “Three things you know nothing about.”
  Julian: “Now that’s a little unfair.”
  hey if you knew about life you wouldn’t have walked right into that one
- hold up, I just realized I’m watching Quark give Odo relationship advice. QUARK AND ODO. TALKING ABOUT ♡
- Odo: “Who asked for your opinion?”
  Quark: “You did. I came here to talk about a missing shipment of groat clusters.”
- please tell me what is in a Warp Core Breach
- I SAID THAT AND THEN QUARK PULLED OUT A LITERAL FISHBOWL

this is incredible

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why “cop con” is the best episode ever
  • we learn that jake had a fucking ponytail
  • eight drink amy is an EQUESTRIAN
  • “terry starfishing on a california king”
  • gina and amy extreme brotp content !!!!
  • SCULLY FINDS LOVE
  • jake and charles not wanting to admit they’re over 35 and using 90s slang to blend in with The Kids
  • JAKE CASUALLY ASKING TO BORROW $200 FROM AMY AND HER SAYING YES WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT
  • the tasing challenge. we tase each other. then drink. 
  • GINA AND AMY HELPING SCULLY AND BONDING 
  • AMY SHUSHING EVERYONE
  • “so like a sexy librarian.” “no. a REGULAR ONE. 😍
  • charles getting jealous of jake’s new robot partner
  • hungover jake serving LOOKS
  • “whyth my thongue tho big?” 
  • terry setting jake on FIRE causing him to scream “IM A HUMAN TORCH” then JUMPING IN TO A PUBLIC POOL
  • charles drunkenly telling the robot “you think you’re better than me….you’re right.”
  • TERRY PICKING UP JAKE AND SPINNING HIM AROUND
  • “looking good diaz.” “…..bite me.”
  • THE PICTURES.
  • JAKE AND TERRY CHUGGING VODKA OUT THE BOTTLE
  • CHARLES ON A KEG
  • GINA AND AMY POPPIN BOTTLES !!!
  • “oh. detective diaz filling an iron with tequila.” “?? so i can make tequila steam.”
  • holt confessing that he wants in on their fun !!!
  • jake taking holt and the squad to the thermometer museum :’)
  • THE CUTE GROUP PICTURE AT THE END I LOVE MY FAMILY 
(Seth Clearwater Imagine)

@justsomeamerican asked: do the imagine.

Imagine for this text

Writer: Admin Madz

Word Count: 260


I drive as fast as I can down to Seth’s house and see Jake waiting outside. “I take it he’s still out cold” I ask.

“Yeah” he tells me. “I kinda understand why he fainted though, your imprint accepting you. It’s a big deal.” he continues.

~

“Hey Seth” I say as I see him waking up. He looks shocked as he sees me.

“What are you doing here” he asks confused.

“Do you seriously forget our texts before you fainted.

“Oh that” he says remembering.

“Well Jake texted me saying that you fainted, so I came over to make sure you’re ok” I tell him.

“So you like me back” he asks.

“Yeah I do. Don’t faint again please” I say.

“I won’t” he says and just stares out in space.

“Seth, you ok” I ask waving my hand in front of his face. He snaps out suddenly. 

“Never better, the girl I like, likes me back. My imprint accepted me!” he says excitedly. I just smile and kiss his cheek, which makes him freeze up again.

“Give him awhile, let it sink in” Jake tells me.

“Yeah, I guess. I should get home now. So bye” I say and leave to get into my car. 

~

“Where’d Y/N go” Seth asks suddenly not seeing the girl next to him anymore.

“She left, I told her to let it sink in for you first.” Jake tells Seth.

“Yeah I guess you’re right. It’s just really exciting” 

“Congrats man” Jake says and pats Seth’s back as he exits the house.

Flashlight

Summary: You and Calum have been best friends for as long as you can remember and flashing the light of your rooms has become a signal that you need each other. ((this is a long one guys but I’ve been inactive for like a year so see it as a big comeback lol))

You’re 5 years old and the light flashes twice. You’re already in bed, but not yet asleep, and the flashing lights pull you out of bed and towards the window like an invisible cord. On the opposite side of your window is another window, one belonging to your neighbor. The houses are close together, in your street, and you see the familiar boy standing in front of his window.

“Did you flash the light?” you ask.

“Yes,” Calum answers. “I need to tell you a secret, but you have to promise you won’t laugh.”

You and Calum have been living next to each other your whole lives, and he’s always been your friend. You don’t even remember how you met; you assume you were just babies, because your mom is such good friends with his mom. You just know he’s always been there, and he’s always been nice to you, even though he teases his sister all the time, and surely that grants him the one wish of you not laughing.

“Okay.”

“I think there’s a monster in my room.” You notice his voice is shaky.

You frown. “Well, I can’t help you with that. Go tell your mommy and daddy. They can beat it up.” Because at 5 years old, you didn’t think there was any problem out there that couldn’t be fixed by parents.

“I already told them,” Calum says, sounding a bit annoyed with you. As if it’s your fault there’s a monster in his room. “They don’t believe me. They say I just need to go to sleep. But if I go to sleep, the monster could eat me!”

“Leave the lights on,” you offer him. “Monsters don’t like light.” You don’t know if that’s an actual fact, but you’re sure you saw it in a cartoon once.

“Mom would be mad if I left the light on.” Sure enough, Calum’s room, behind him, is dark. After flashing the light, he turned it back off.

You yawn. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about it, then.” It’s late, and you just wanna go to bed. Calum never wants to go to bed; you know that, because he always throws a tantrum when his mom tells him it’s bed time. But you like sleeping, because it lets the dreams into your head.

“Come sleep with me.” You look up in surprise, but Calum looks completely serious. “You can come over Mali’s way.”

There’s a plank of wood between your roof and Calum’s. Mali-Koa, his sister, always uses it to sneak over to your house and talk to your sister, Natalie. They’re best friends, just like you and Calum. But you’ve never used the plank, cause you’d have to climb out of your window first, and that seems scary.

You sigh. But he is your best friend. And Natalie once told you that best friends do everything for each other, so you can’t really say no. Very carefully, you swing your leg out of the window.

“Don’t be scared,” says Calum, and you shoot him an angry look.

“You’re the one that’s scared of monsters!”

He doesn’t say anything after that, and just watches you as you slowly but steadily make your way out of your house and onto the plank. As soon as you reach his window, his tiny hands wrap around your arms and help you into his room.

You’re not scared of monsters. You know that if the monster really was dangerous, one of your cartoon hero’s would come to save you. But you’re still a little nervous, so you quickly jump onto the bed.

Everyone knows monsters that live under beds can’t come out from under them.

Calum joins you, a content look on your face. “You know,” he says, “I won’t forget this. You’re gonna be my best friend forever and ever.”

“Yeah,” you smile, “forever and ever.” And you close your eyes.

————————————————————————-

You’re 7 years old and the light flashes twice. Normally it’s Calum using the emergency call, but this time you have no other option. All you can do is hope he’ll answer.

He does; within seconds he appears in front of his window and opens it. It’s raining, tonight, big droplets of water crashing down onto your roofs.

“What’s wrong?” he says with a worried tone in his voice, when he sees you. You’ve been crying, and your eyes are red and your face is blotched and you can barely get the words out of your mouth.

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Cool Kid Calculator | Jake Peralta

Title: Cool Kid Calculator
Author: Clara
Character: Jake Peralta
Warnings: pregnancy, swearing
Prompt: anon: “Could you write a Jake Peralta imagine about him finding out the reader (his girlfriend) is pregnant? Thanks a lot! Love your writing btw :) xoxo”

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Jake Gyllenhaal Imagine

Originally posted by just-jake-gyllenhaal

I’ve seen so many movies about things like this. But still almost every night I find myself in the same place. In bed with Jake. He as been a friend for a long time so staring this friends with benefits was going to be easy, wrong. It was a mistake but we just can’t stop. I can’t stop because I’m afraid I will lose him. 

There were some days we would just hang out and no bed action, but I never had the guts to tell him that. I never will, because the fear of loosing him is bigger. 

So here we were both in bed, out of breath. A silence feel over us making understand it is a sign I have to leave. Turning my body to get our of bed I was stopped by Jake. 

“Were are you going?” this question did surprised me, since usually he wouldn’t say anything and I would just leave. We would talk but he would never question my leaving. 

“Home” i answered with a laugh, trying o make this less awkward, for me. When I looked at him, his face got sad. He looked at me again. 

“You know you can stay. I’m mean it’s late and I won’t feel good about letting you go home at this hour. Stay” and I did. I smiled to myself as I put my head back down on the pillow. For a moment we laid there in silence. Then Jake turned to his side and looked at me. This made butterflies go crazy in my stomach. 

“What?” I laughed and turned to him. He was just smiling and looking at me. 

“I was wrong” an answer I didn’t expect to hear. Jake saw the panic that was rising in my eyes. “I was wrong about thinking this would be easy.” Jake didn’t take his eyes off of me and I didn’t take mine off of him. I wanted to ask him so many questions but was afraid to ask something and make him regret what he has started. So I just waited for him to keep talking. “At the start I thought that starting this benefits thing would be easy and nothing would happen.” in my mind there were only two ways this could be going. 1. He could be telling he is done with friends with benefits and done with me or 2. he wants more. And in my mind, the last one was a long shot. And I still said nothing. “I feel in love” this i didn’t expect. But I did smile hearing him say that. Something I had no control of but still was right for the moment. Jake smiled back at me and let out a long breath he had held right after saying those words. 

“Oh really?” i said moving closer to him. 

“Yes and by that beautiful smile on your lips I can tell you feel the same way” he said and with a quick move had me under him. I looked up at him 

“I love you too” finally I said the words I’ve been wanting to say for such a long time and knowing he feels the same way makes those words even better. 

Sneaking Out

Anonymous Asked: Could you do a paulxreader imagine when youre Rosalie and Emmett’s adopted human daughter and Paul imprints on you and they won’t let you see him so you start sneaking out to see him. they show up after you cross the treaty line and Paul protects you

“You can’t keep her from me,” Paul yelled from across the treaty line. Your adopted parents, Emmett and Rosalie, blocked you from seeing Paul. However, you shuffle away to the side, watching Paul growing angrier by the second. “She’s my imprint.”

“W-What’s an imprint?” you whimper out, looking up at your parents innocently. They divert their anger for Paul and look down at you with a certain emotion; one you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“It’s… nothing,” your mother replies, clearly trying to pass the comment. “You’re too young.”

Too young?” Paul growls, “Is she really too young to know that I will be there for her through anything and everything? That if she needs someone to look up to like a brother, that i’ll be that person, or that if she wants a best friend, someone she can trust with no doubt, it’ll be me? Or when she goes through puberty and begins to have feelings for other people romantically, that if she wants to date me, I am hers and no one else’s. Is she really too old to know any of that?”

“What is he talking about?” you question aloud, moving to the front of your parents quizzically.

Your father sighs, crossing his arms, “she needs to at least know… as a choice.”

“I’m not going to let my daughter date some… some mutt!” your mother hisses angrily. “Especially the hot head. He could hurt her in a split second! He gets angry at the drop of a feather, how can I trust him near our daughter? She’s human… and with what happened to Emily… I don’t want her to feel afraid.”

“I don’t like it either, Rose, but look at Jake and Nessie. He gets anxious when she’s gone from him, but he would never let anything hurt her,” your father protested.

“No,” your mother grits. “And that’s my final answer.”

Before Paul could react, your mother had whisked you away using her vampire speed. She was dead set on keeping you from Paul… but you were intrigued. Intrigued enough to find out more information.

~~~~~

It was night, and you had managed to sneak out since the vampires had to go hunt. They left you with Jake and Nessie, but with Jake being a werewolf and getting the whole imprint thing, he took you over the wolves side himself. Nessie was also happy to go so she could play with Seth.

Everyone was surprised to see you, what with your protective vampire parents and all. But it was like Paul could sense you, because a few seconds later, he bounded through the doorway and stepped into the living room.

“(Y/N)? Your parents…”

“I might have somewhat sneaked out. Nessie wanted to play with Seth and Jake is a werewolf, so while my family hunts, when is a better time to come find out what exactly you were fighting about than now?” you shrug.

“Let me guess, the imprint,” Jake called out. “Tell me about it.”

“Yeah… Rosalie doesn’t like the hot head imprinting on her human daughter,” Paul grumbles.

“Can someone please tell me what exactly imprinting is?” you question, turning towards the entire pack. Emily perks up, grinning.

“I can tell you, since I am in one… if that makes sense,” Emily says.

“Go for it,” Paul shrugs, walking over to the small group that has circled around you in interest.

“Well, it happens after the wolves phase. The first time they look their soul mate in the eyes, they see a future. Their future with them… at least, that’s what i’m told. As you may know, Sam was with Emily before he got with me… and it hurt all of us. As bad as I felt, I couldn't stay away from Sam,” Emily states. “And even though a soul mate could be a brother, or a friend, a protector… I couldn’t help but be a lover. Now, you’re young. Your parents are worried that Paul will hurt you, and I get that. Paul can easily become angered, but even I got hurt because of Sam. It’s possible, but you have no idea how bad Sam feels because of it.”

“I’m with vampires and werewolves every day… I can get hurt by existing,” you reply, chuckling lightly.

“True,” Emily laughs. “But an imprint will be whatever you want them to be. Like… Jake and Renesmee. She’s young, so Jake is her best friend, her brother. But as she grows older, she’ll probably want to date him, be a couple. So I can see why your parents are worried, but Paul would never wish harm upon you. It’s actually a pack rule that they can’t hurt an imprint. But if someone else tries to harm you, whether that’s another person or a creature, Paul won’t hesitate to come to your rescue, whether or not your parents want him to or not.”

“I’m always in danger, I don’t-”

“Uh, guys… I think Emmett and Rosalie know that (Y/N)’s missing…” Sam speaks up, cutting you off. “They’re angry… very angry.”

“Tell them that i’ll meet them at the treaty line. With Paul,” you tell him, crossing your arms as you think of your parents and not liking how they’re treating Paul.

~~~~~

“Get back over here, (Y/N),” your mother demands, her expression angry and cold. “Paul is-”

“Well when he rips his claws into my stomach, i’ll leave his side. I know you’re protective of me and just want me to be safe, but Paul won’t hurt me. And even if he does… I at least know that it’s my fault, no one else’s.

“I wouldn’t dream of hurting her,” Paul steps up, wrapping a protective arm around your shoulders as he brings you into him. “And if I ever do, you have a full right to kill me without ending the treaty, I can promise you that. But I can’t be away from her, just look at Renesmee and Jake. He gets anxious when she’s with someone else. And he’s not as protective as I am! I just… give me a chance. If I manage to blow it, then you can kill me as long as (Y/N) wants me gone.”

“Just because you hypothetically hurt me, doesn’t mean I want you to die for it,” you roll your eyes. “Sam’s still alive and he hurt Emily. What makes you think you’d die for practically doing the same thing as him?” you remark.

“Because Sam… Emily… alright, you got me. But still, if I did hurt you, I would at least wish to be harmed slowly and painfully,” Paul says.

“Well… that could be arranged,” your mother smirks. “Fine, one chance and one chance only. Blow it and i’ll feed your carcass to your pack.”

Imagine ... Bella getting angry with you (Jaspers sister) because Jake imprinted on you -Part 2-

My fingers trembled as I tried desperately to zip up my suitcase which I’d filled with clothes, pictures of my family, pictures of Jake. I knew I had to go … To make everything better, but I didn’t realise how hard it would be.

I was lucky Edward and Alice were off hunting up in Canada with Emmet, Jasper and Carlisle. They wouldn’t be able to get in time when Alice saw my future, I’d already be long gone.

“Y/N? Are you okay? Can we … Can we talk?” Bella had already tried to apologise to me several times but every time I let of a warning growl in her direction. I was hoping this time would be the same, that she’d just leave but then I decided if this were the last we’d talk then I better make it count. So I feebly whispered.

“I’m sorry Bella, I love you, let the others know I love them and tell Jacob I’m so so sorry” with that last remark I knew Bella would come storming into the bedroom so hauled the suitcase - which was no problem - onto my back and jumped hastily out my window.

I surrendered myself to the miraculous beat of my feet against the ground of the forest floor. The crunch of the soles of my shoes hitting the leavesand twigs as I ran at full pelt, to where I did not know. At least everyone would be happier … Everyone but me.

12 - Jake Riley

[can you do a Jake Riley imagine please? Like something where he’s in the cordon and before they stop the Internet he’s video chatting with Y/N and their daughter & the whole time they are keeping hope and talking about all the good/fun things they are gonna do when it is all over ? :)❤️ love your account btw]

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“Jake.” I whisper, smiling widely as tears slip down my cheeks.

He smiles to me, taking a deep breath. “Hey Y/N.”

“I miss you.” I say, trying to control myself into not crying. Jake runs his hand through his hair, sighing and nods.

“I miss you too, baby.” He replies, I smile feeling my tears continue to fall. “Y/N, please don’t cry.”

“I can’t help it.” I confess, wiping my eyes. “Jake, you’re stuck in there.”

He nods, biting his lip as he adjusts his camera on his phone, so its a better angle. I’m using my laptop, that is rested on the table. “I know.” He replies. “But its just 48 hours, baby. I’ll be out soon.”

I nod, wiping my eyes with my sleeves. “Please be careful, Jake.” I plead.

“Course, Y/N.”

I take a deep breath, choking on a sob. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He replies, giving me a warm smile.

“Daddy!” I turn around at Olivia’s voice, she looks to me confused. “Mummy, why are you crying?” She asks, appearing in view of the camera. “And why isn’t daddy home yet?”

I lift her up, setting her on my lap. “Olivia, sweetie. Daddy isn’t coming home tonight or tomorrow.”

Her face drops. “What?” She turns to Jake. “Daddy, why aren’t you coming home?”

Jake sighs. “I’m busy, princess. I’m very busy with work, but I’ll be home soon.” He lies, I nod wishing his life was true and not the truth.

That he is locked in a hospital with a dangerous disease.

“Oh.” Olivia says, looking upset. “What about tomorrow? Daddy was suppose to come to my school play. He said he would.”

I cover my mouth with my hand, looking away for a second. “Olivia, I wish I could be there. But I can’t, my work is keeping me busy.” Jake tells her, while I focus on not crying.

Olivia’s eyes go glossy and I see her bottom lip tremble. “You promised.” She says, tears leaking down her eyes. “Daddy, you promised me.”

“Olivia.” I say, making her look at me. “Your dad is too busy, but he’ll make it up to you.”

“Yes.” Jake says. “Princess, I swear. As soon as I’m finished with my work, we’ll to that water park you showed me.”

Her face instantly brightens up and I smile a little. “Really?” She asks. Jake smiles, nodding. “With the big slide?”

“Yes.” He says, I smile mouthing thank you to him since she isn’t looking. I run my hands through my daughter’s hair, taking a deep breath to calm down.

“Daddy why I can’t visit you at work?” Olivia wonders. “Mummy does it.”

“I’m not at work, sweetheart.” Jake says. “I’m somewhere else.”

“Where?”

“I’m at the hospital, I was just delivering something.”

Olivia nods and I kiss her head, my arms around her. “Why can’t you come home?” She whines, pouting with disappointed.

“Because I’m busy, princess.” Jake tells her.

“But who’s going to tuck me in at night?”

“Your mum is perfectly capable.”

“Yeah, but its not the same. Mummy isn’t any good.”

I gasp, making her giggle. “I am good, you cheeky monkey.” I tease, squeezing her cheek. My daughter giggles and I smile as does Jake, I kiss her forehead.

“Daddy is better, mummy.” She tells me.

I roll my eyes, resting my head on my hand. “I’ll tell you what.” We both to look to Jake, he smiles. “When I can get home, I’ll buy you a present.”

Olivia perks up. “What?”

“What’s the one thing, you’ve been asking for?” Jake asks her, raising his eyebrows. My jaw drops as I realise and he nods to me, I shrug.

Olivia scrunches up her face as she thinks. After a few moments she realises and gasps. “A puppy!”

Jake laughs, nodding. She practically screams with excitement in my ear and I wince. “Mummy, mummy, daddy is getting me a puppy.”

I nod. “I heard, Olivia.”

“But you have to be a good girl now.” He tells her. Olivia nods, rapidly and I laugh as does he.

“Thank you, daddy. And can we take it for walks?” She asks, resting her head on her hands.

He nods. “Course, princess.” She smiles. “You need to make sure to look after it now.”

“Yes.” Olivia replies, nodding. “But do I have to clean up after it poops and pees?”

“No, your mum can do that.” Jake says, I raise my eyebrows.

“Excuse me.” They both laugh and I roll my eyes but smile. “I will not be doing that, since its daddy’s idea to get the puppy. He can clean it.” I say, looking at Jake.

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever you sa-” Suddenly, the call ends and I bring my eyebrows together with confusion.

“Where did daddy go?” Olivia asks me.

“I don’t know, maybe he had work.” I reassure her. “Why don’t you go and make him a card for when we he gets home.”

She nods and rushes into her bedroom, I get my laptop trying to recall him. However, I get a sign saying the connection has gone.

I gasp, close to tears. “I can’t contact him.” I whisper.

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The sounds of the door closing makes me jump and I drop the plate in my hands, food scattering over the floor.

“Wow.” A voice, I’ve missed desperately, says. I gasp, looking and up and run to Jake. My arms around his neck, as I sob a little into his chest.

“You’re here.” I say, smiling. He laughs, lifting my head and kisses me, I kiss back my hands deep in his hair. “How? What happened?”

“A cure was found quicker than expected, everyone has gone back to normal.” He kisses me again. “I’ve missed you so much, Y/N.”

“I missed you more, Jake.” I reply, smiling. He smiles to me and I kiss him once more, just enjoying the fact he’s with me.

“Never again, am I going to that hospital.” He tells me, I giggle and kiss him.

“What happened with the connection?” I ask when the kiss ends.

Jake shrugs. “It went, I have no clue why.”

I nod, my arms still around him. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, Y/N. I love you.”

I smile. “I love you too.”

Another gasp makes our heads turn. Jake smiles and I smile as well. Olivia smiles back, her face brightened up. “Daddy!”

She rushes to Jake, who picks her up kissing her forehead. “Hey, beautiful. I’ve missed you.” He tells her, kissing her forehead again.

I smile as does Olivia, her arms around him. “I missed you too, daddy.”

Jake smiles. “Olivia, remember I said about getting you a present?” She nods, looking excited. Jake chuckles, setting her to the floor and leaves for a split second.

Olivia screams with joy, seeing him arrive back with a tiny dark brown puppy in his hands. “Mummy, mummy. Its a puppy, a puppy.”

I shh her, calming her down. “What its name?” Olivia asks Jake.

“What do you want to call him?” He asks her.

“Max.” She decides, grinning. Jake smiles and I kiss his cheek. “Can I hold him?”

He nods. “Be careful, alright?” She nods and takes the puppy in her arms. I guide her to the sofa, letting her pet him and sit next to Jake.

“I love you.” I simply say, knowing he is just the best.

Jake smiles. “I love you too.”

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[New imagine, hope you enjoyed it. There will be no more parts, also requests are open]

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GIF Sources:http://vampire-bite-me.tumblr.com/post/70163396109

I got a bit carried away with this hahah, and sorry I did more details about the reader in the volturi and her with Jasper than I did with the the reader and the imprint wolf, i will make a part 2 of this where the reader meets the wolf and they imprint etc. Hope you enjoyed <3

Request “Hi! I was wondering If you could do a thing where the reader is Jasper’s sister but they went their separate ways just after escaping from the coven in the south and she joins the Volturi. Her amazingly powerful gift that is better than even Jane’s (idk what it is maybe you could make one up?). So she has been trying to get away and during breaking dawn battle a wolf (Embry, Jake or Paul) imprints on her. Thank you much!! You’re beautiful. Additional complication(?) Alec is obsessed with her???? (+) Hi! I’m the anon that requested the Jasper’s sister, wolf imprint at the Breaking Dawn battle. I would appreciate you coming up with gifts and letting me choose. Thank you for that btw! And also I was think you could just pick the wolf you think would best fit the character. Thank you so much! I love your writing! Sorry for taking so long to get back to you. You’re amazing! Have a wonderful whatever is left of your day! Also if you’d just rather choose the ability that’s okay too!! Thanks!!”

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90 Days of Autumn (Part 6)

Title: Pick the Perfect Pumpkin

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 2,758

Warnings: a teeny tiny bit of angst

Prompt: Sam interrupts a morning meeting between the reader and her dad, asking her on a last minute date to the pumpkin patch. She agrees, but there, the two run into a yellow light. It’s nothing a little heart-to-heart can’t fix.

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A/N: Special shoutout to @lipstickandwhiskey for the moodboard!! It was the inspiration for the pumpkin carving!

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Originally posted by hufi2

“Well, look who finally decided to come see her old man!” Your father laughed, opening the door to you. You smiled wide, stepping inside and pulling the man into a hug.

“Hi papa,” you grinned, happy to be here with him. It had been almost three weeks since you last visited him and you had a lot of catching up to do.

“So what’s been stealin’ my little girl from me for three weeks?” He questioned, inviting you to the kitchen to sit down for some coffee. 

You shed your boots at the door, your jacket and scarf following as you made it into the kitchen, hanging the two items over the back of your chair. “You always know when something’s up don’t you?”

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Falling In And Out Of Love

TWILIGHT: EMBRY CALL IMAGINE

Request: “Hello! Can I request a twilight one shot? One where the reader is best friends with Jake who she has feelings for. He strings her along unfairly because of his feelings towards Bella. He takes her to meet the pack and Embry imprints on her and Jake gets super jealous and tries to stop them from being near each other. Maybe he catches them sharing a kiss in the end? (Not sure if you ever make one shots personalized but maybe the reader looks similar to me? Face page is /tagged/doot <3″

Sorry, I prefer not to do personalized one shots so that everybody can imagine themselves as the main character. I hope you enjoy it anyway!  I realise that if they went to school together, and had known each other, then Embry may have imprinted earlier but lets just ignore that and pretend he hadn’t properly seen her since he changed.  And also this is really long, I guess I got a bit carried away haha, I’m going to have to do this in multiple parts so I hope you don’t mind, I’m just really enjoying writing this! :)

Word Count: 1176
Requests are open, all requests are appreciated!  I am in multiple fandoms, please send your requests here.  You can read all request info here.

I knew Jake didn’t like me back, I knew that, yet still here I was, third wheeling again.  Why did I put myself through it, again and again?  I knew there was no way he would ever return my feelings, I wasn’t stupid, I saw the way he looked at Bella.  I saw the way his face softened, opened up almost, when he looked at her like she was the only girl in the world, and I suppose, in his eyes, she was.  I accepted that, or tried to anyway, it was hard sometimes, watching him look at her the way that I secretly looked at him, hoping even though I knew it was futile, that he would look at me the same one day.  I was prepared to accept that she made him happy though, if she made him happy, then I was okay with that.  I mean, I was his best friend, of course I meant something different to him than her, of course he couldn’t look at me that way, and of course we couldn’t be together that way.  So, slowly I began pushing my feelings to the side, forcing them deep down inside of me, far beneath the surface so that they would never leak out, so that nobody would ever know.  And sometimes, I did it so well that I forgot myself, until he smiled at me and it all came bubbling back up.  I knew it wasn’t good for me to hold those feelings for somebody who would never feel the same, so I did whatever I could to rid myself of them, so that I could move on and be happy.  I knew it would take a long time, but I was willing to wait it out, I had to be.  

I had been protesting against meeting the pack for a long time, and for a long time I had been winning.  It was only natural that Jake wanted me to meet the pack, the people that were like his brothers, like his family.  The people who heard his every thought were a big part of his life, but that was the thing, I was a separate part of his life.  Perhaps a part of me wanted to keep it that way, that hanging out with {Y/N} was different to hanging out with the pack, that we didn’t just blend into one.  I didn’t want it to be that way, a selfish part of me wanted Jake for myself still, if I couldn’t have him in the way I wanted I was prepared to accept the role of his best friend, and I didn’t want that to turn into me being one of his many friends.  Just friends.  But perhaps I also just didn’t want to meet them.  If I was being honest there was a hint of apprehension in my stomach, and I was tempted to try and work my way out of it.  I still bore a slight grudge towards them, after all they almost took him away from me, at the time I couldn’t understand why my best friend had suddenly shut me out of his life so completely.  It didn’t make any sense.  I figured it out eventually, but it wasn’t fun.  And after all, why would I want to meet them?  I had plenty of friends, Jake was all I needed, and I wasn’t big on new places, new experiences, new people, just new didn’t sit well with me.  I was going to have to do it at some point though, since it meant so much to Jake I was willing to go through with it.  

I jumped up with a start as I heard Jake honking the horn outside.  I shook my bag till I heard the familiar jingle of my keys and then felt in my pocket for my phone, I had all the necessities.  With a shout to whoever was listening, I opened the front door and grinned over to Jake who was impatiently tapping his fingers against the wheel.  I closed the front door before I heard a reply, but they knew where I was going and who I was with, when was I ever with anybody else?  The sky was full of clouds, threatening rain as always and the wind was bitter and cold as I hurried down the path, pulling my jacket tight around me.  

“Hey.”  Jake greeted as I let myself into his car, the warmth immediately hitting me as I reached for my seatbelt.  “Hi.”  I grumbled as he took off before I managed to click the buckle into place.  He laughed, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.  “Still not mad keen on this idea are you?”  I shook my head with a sigh, looking out of the window.  “They’re going to love you.”  He assured me and I chuckled, rolling my eyes.  “So you say.  That’s not what I’m worried about though.”  Jake shook his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.  “They will love you, and…”  He sighed.  “I know you’re not overly fond of meeting new people -”  
“You can say that again.”
“Let me finish!  But if it makes you feel any better, these are werewolves you’re meeting.”  He turned his face towards me, his eyebrows raised and I rolled my eyes.  “I’m not sure what you’re trying to get at there Jake.  You’re still people, and if anything that makes me feel worse.  I’m not just meeting people, I’m meeting a bunch of freaking giants who could not only beat the crap out of me, but tear me to shreds if they felt like it.”  I crossed my arms across my chest, the nerves kicking in even more as I thought about it.  “They wouldn’t do that, they’ve got their tempers under control, and trust me, the wouldn’t want to just randomly beat you up or rip you apart.”  
“That’s not what I heard.  How many times have you had to run off after, what’s his name?  The one that always loses his temper.”  Jake gritted his teeth, beginning to get a little irritated with my smart mouth replies, he was only trying to make me feel better, but I loved winding him up.  It was what we did.  “He has it under control.  Most of the time, trust me, he won’t lose control, and, if he does, he’ll have to go through me.”  Jake sat up a little straighter as he did that and I couldn’t resist the next line.  “Is that supposed to make me feel safe?”  He scowled and reached over to shove me sideways.  
“Shut up.”

I lost all of my bravado as we pulled up to Emily’s house.  I guess Jake could tell I was nervous because he reached over to give my shoulder a squeeze.  That really didn’t help calm my racing heart.  He offered me an encouraging smile and I sighed, swinging open the door of the car as I muttered under my breath.  “Here goes nothing.”

Truth or Dare

Audrey X Reader

Setting: Brooke throwing a party post season 1. 

AN: Had to put this into two parts due to it being too long. Second part posted later on tonight. This is my first Audrey Jensen imagine/readerXcharacter fic.

You can find my other Scream fics in a link on my profile under “Scream fics”.

Recommended music to listen to:

Inside out - The Chainsmokers ft. Charlee  

Originally posted by jackiehydes

You were are at another one of Brooke’s parties that she threw when she needed a distraction away from her father and from the deaths in Lakewood. Her father was never home and basically allowed her to get away with anything especially after the death of her friends. There was beer, liquor and pizza and at some point someone would end up suggesting some sort of game to turn things interesting. Of course you would go to the parties, you never left the Lakewood 6’s side, it was like you all formed a pack and needed to know where everyone was at all times. It had turned into a pack.
Yeah all of you were there, Brooke, Emma, Jake, Noah, Kieran, Audrey and you. Even Zoe, Stavo and Kieran’s questionable cousin were there. You got along with pretty much anyone in the group save for Audrey, she was a girl full of suspicion and seemed to always be on edge. Those glaring side eye looks and long zoning out stares always made you question what she was thinking about. And you had no doubt she was thinking about something. Even forced into being her friend or around her you kept that ear of suspicion open. And it wasn’t like she treated you like a friend either, always got into petty cat fights when forced to work together investing the murders, never new who’s idea to take or utilize to get the job done. There would be a snarky remark here or a snappy response there. It was almost a competition to see who was the most brooding.

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I know people always say this, but wow. Brooklyn Nine Nine is such a good show.

Because Gina is allowed to be not just a bizarre, funny character, but also a financially and otherwise competent, forward-thinking woman. Because she is genuinely unconventional and genuinely smart at the same time–media doesn’t often let women be either, and certainly not both. Because she’s responsible without being traditional or generic or “uninteresting.” Because she grew up in the same circumstances as Jake and worked through some shit and she’s grown to be much better at the adult thing than Jake. Which is, actually, really awesome.

Gina is, again, not the kind of character one might associate with being responsible–she’s no Amy. And that’s good. It means the female characters on B99 are different from one another, but that they aren’t stuck inside shallow stereotypes.

Jake gets upset because Gina turned out to be better at being a responsible adult than him. There’s nothing wrong with that, though, because it makes perfect sense. Jake never expected Gina to “beat” him at life skills. He underestimated her, and it caught him off guard. That in itself is really wonderful to see for female characters: experiencing the realistic sort of everyday sexism that is pervasive in our culture. It’s also a realistic reaction for Jake, because when your childhood friends end up doing better than you, it’s a horrible feeling.

And you know what? Gina’s still right. She knows it and the audience knows it and Jake knows it–he apologizes to her. She’s allowed to have feelings despite being strange and over-the-top and generally a pretty comedic character. The narrative treats her, her feelings, and her relationship with Jake with respect and it’s all glorious and funny and it makes me super emotional.

Multi-dimensional female characters in a 24 minute comedy are rare–and Brooklyn Nine Nine has created three extremely likable women with diverse and equally interesting personalities in under one season.

It’s best summarized in Gina’s own words: “Yeah, so what? I’m ecclectic.” And yeah, she is, but so what? Does that mean she can’t be smart with her savings or have complex relationships or be a deep character? No, of course not, but many shows seem to think the opposite. B99 doesn’t fall into that category, though. This isn’t the first hint of Gina being a better developed character than she at first seems to be. Holt realizes her potential almost immediately; she’s shown to be incredibly perceptive; she’s clever and competent at her job when she cares enough to do it. Brooklyn Nine Nine’s doing female characters right–not just Gina, but Rosa and Amy as well. If you’re not watching, you should be.