Imagine/Prompt/Chapter: Imagine meeting the Horsemen and liking Jack.
(This is pretty lame, but I just had to get something out as chapter one. I have more ideas based off of this, so stay tuned! Its only chapter one!)
since Jack Wilder faked his death and the other three Horsemen
vanished into thin air, the four had laid low. Henely actually left
the group, saying that she was going stir crazy living in hiding like
they were. So, she moved to some remote country and restarted her
life. After that, Dylan wanted to search for someone to replace her.
Daniel insisted that they didn’t need anyone, that the group was fine
how it was, but Dylan fought back and said that the group had to be
complete. And the only way to do that was to find a fourth Horseman.
faux FBI agent, Dan, and Merritt spread out across the country in
search of their next big thing. Merritt found you at a show in New
York City. You had taken one of the stages with a death defying
escape act that left even him impressed. He found you backstage and
asked if you wanted to join a magician group called The Horsemen. You
had given him a confused look and said you had no idea who the
Horsemen were. This kind of ticked Merritt off, so he put you to
sleep and took you off to the apartment.
what were you thinking?!” Dylan angrily snapped when Merritt got
back to the apartment and Skyped the other two. “You kidnapped an
escape artist! You’re an idiot! If she finds out about Jack, she
could get out and expose us!”
know that you’re worried about that, but once she knows who we are,
I’m sure that she will stick around. And I know your underlying
problem with this. She’s an escape artist and your dad couldn’t
escape his last trick. It hits a bad nerve in you. But dude, that was
years ago. Let loose. We’ll be here once you’re home.” Merritt
clicked the call closed and woke you up from your deep sleep on the
couch. “Alright. How do you not know us kid? Everyone knows us.”
Horsemen?” You asked with a small chuckle. “I know all about you
guys. I’ve studied your tricks. I just wanted to see what you would
do if I said I didn’t. Looks like I got a free ride and an invite
into the group.” You flashed him a bright smile and stood up to
hey hey, there is no official invitation until everyone else is here.
Dylan is the leader of us all, Dan Atlas is after that. And neither
of them are here. So just slow yourself down Fancy Pants.”
Merritt, when are-” You turned around, and there stood Jack Wilder.
Oh wow….. He was even hotter in person.“Who’s this?”
Soon to be fourth Horseman.” You smiled and shook his hand. He
smiled and shook your hand. “Nice to finally meet you. I’ve been
wanting to meet you since the accident.”
how did you know I made it out of the accident?” Jack asked, giving
Merritt a ‘what the crap dude who is this?’ look. “I mean, before
just now obviously.”
an escape artist. It wasn’t hard to figure out that you didn’t die.”
artist? I wouldn’t mind testing those skills.”
yourself down Jack of Hearts. I just got here. Now if you’ll excuse
me, I’d like to get a good look around this place.” You flounced
off, leaving both the boys just standing there and watching you move
about the apartment. It was nice. Two bedrooms, bath and a half,
living room, nice kitchen. Hmmmm…. Staying with them might get
interesting, but you could make it work. If nothing else, the couch
was pretty comfortable. You could handle that. And, not to stereotype
the guys, but you doubted their cooking abilities. You could make
your way around the kitchen pretty well. You’d all eat well with you
around. It was a cozy place. Definitely somewhere you could get used
to living. It could be a lot of fun.
wandered back into the living room where the two guys still were.
Merritt was leaning against the back of the couch while Jack was
screwing with a deck of cards in one of the armchairs. He riffled
through the cards, then one send one up in the air, only to catch it
and stick it back in. Merritt was on the phone with someone. His
conversation was hushed with whoever was on the other end. Probably
Dylan. Or Atlas. The time read 5:17. Food. Food was a good idea.
want to eat?” You asked, your words more directed at the master of
cards than the hypnotist. He was still preoccupied by the phone call.
actually. Take out Chinese sounds awesome right now.” Jack smiled.
“Kung pao chicken and white rice.”
you’ve got this all wrong. You’re ordering. I’ll go pick up. You
can’t be seen in public and I’m not going to do everything around
here. Boneless spare ribs and fried rice.” You winked at him and
went to investigate the drink situation in the kitchen. What you
didn’t see behind you was the interaction behind you. Merritt looked
over at Jack, and a wild smile turning up the card slinger’s lips. He
pulled his phone out from his pocket and dialed take out by memory.
and Atlas be home in time to eat?” Merritt nodded. Jack put the
phone to his ear and placed their typical order, but with your order
added this time.
went out the door once he hung up and ventured down the streets to
collect dinner. New York was a beautiful city. Why in the world
famous magicians trying to lay low lived in one of the nation’s
biggest cities, you had no idea. But it worked, so you weren’t going
to question it. You had only made one wrong turn on the way to the
right Chinese restaurant, which was quite an accomplishment. The order
was ready when you got there, being handed off to you when you handed
that college aged boy behind the counter the money. It took you a
shorter time to get to the apartment this time. No turns were missed
so it was easy.
living room was fuller when you walked in. A lanky, long haired man
was sprawled across the couch and a man with curly hair and a very
obvious pacing problem occupied the room. J. Daniel Atlas and Dylan
Rhodes. Daniel was spinning coins in his fingers when you walked in.
girl went out and got dinner? I like her already.” You set the bag
down on the coffee table and watched as they all dug through like
they hadn’t eaten in days. Ugh, men. You rolled your eyes, sat on the
couch beside Jack, and just waited for them all to finish. But, Jack
took you container out and handed it over to you. You smiled and
thanked him, then grabbed a fork and dug in. Oh man……. It was the
best Chinese take out you had ever had. Sooooooo good…..
says you’re an escape artist.” Dylan said, leaning against the arm
of the couch. Would you mind getting in a straight jacket? After you
eat of course.”
don’t mind at all. But yes, food first.”
and the other Horsemen chatted like normal people, about normal
things. The guys got to know you, and you got to know them. Favorite
things, like movies, books, foods, and music. At some point, Jack
scooted closer to you so Dylan could sit. Was it necessary for their
legs to be touching? No. But, was it still nice? Oh yeah. A noodle
ended up being thrown at Daniel, who in turn pelted Merritt in the
face with a (sauceless) piece of sweet and sour chicken. Things
escalated from there. Everyone was covered in various Chinese take
out foods in a matter of no time. Nothing like professional magicians
and an FBI agent pelting food at one another.
the end of it, you had rice sticking in your hair and splotches of
beef and broccoli sauce all over your shirt. It had been fun though.
Merritt and Atlas started cleaning things up while you and Jack threw
away empty containers. Dylan disappeared off to who knows- oh there he
is! With something white in his hands…. He holds it out to you and
you realize what it is. A straight jacket.
you really just keep these hanging up on coat racks?” You teased
just a little, but stood up and slid your arms in. “Jack? Want to
give me a hand.’
yeah sure.” He agreed with a smile. The straps were all fastened
tightly, leaving you standing there basically hugging yourself.
have two minutes. Starting….. now.” Dylan hit the 'start’ button
on his timer on his phone and watched you struggle to get out.
Straight jackets were nothing. Honestly, it felt more like an insult
to your abilities than anything. You were capable of a lot more. But,
it was understandable that there was only so much you could do in
this little apartment. The jacket was off in 1 minute and 17 seconds.
Plenty of time to spare.
since I’ve proved that a few straps can’t hold me back, do yourself
a favor and look up my real stuff on YouTube. I’ll be in the shower.”
Not giving him a chance to argue, you turned on your heels and went
to the bathroom to shower off. Dylan did just that while you
showered, watching videos while Jack helped the other two clean up.
He kept sneaking glances to the bathroom door, his mind not leaving
you. There was a certain kind of spunk you had that he really liked.
The others noticed, but didn’t say anything. And they wouldn’t until
they were sure that you both had feelings for each other.
Imagine secretly liking Jack
Wilder, and him liking you back, but neither of you knows it. Merritt
sees it though and decides to help the two of you along…..
sorry this took me so long to get out. Between my friend passing away
and the boyfriend and family stuff that came up, I took way longer
than planned on this. I hope you like it though! @jaylee-crapnetier
of all the guys you could have fallen for, it had to be Jack Wilder.
You had met him when Dylan brought you along with him to meet the
Horsemen one day. You worked as an FBI agent with him, and were
always on the lookout for new information regarding them. You had
gotten too close to blowing the case back open, so he let you in on
the secret. And now you basically lived with them when you weren’t
most surprising part of it all was Jack. That he was alive, that you
liked him, that he was so kind, that he was so goofy. He was just a
pleasure to be around. You didn’t realize that he thought the same
way. That he enjoyed spending as much time around you as you did him.
He didn’t smile the way he did around you for just anyone. You were
the only person he would stay up with until 2 in the morning, getting
caught up in teaching you card tricks. The only person he wanted to
watch cartoons and eat cereal with in the morning was you. And you
didn’t see it.
did though. He saw it clear as the cards on the table. He could see
the look in his friend’s eyes when he watched you and you weren’t
looking. He saw the way you constantly smiled at him. Yet neither of
you were apparently smart enough to see it. Oh, young love. How blind
it could be when you didn’t have wisdom and clarity over the
situation. And seeing how he was older and wiser and didn’t have a
puppy love blindness in his eyes, he took it upon himself to make it
known to these two that they liked each other. Maybe they would
actually do something about it and be happy with themselves, instead
of stolen glances across the room.
Jack.” Merritt knocked on his partner’s door and waited for a
on in.” Jack called from the inside. The hypnotist smiled as he let
himself in and shut the door behind him. “What can I do for you?”
think this is more what I can do for you.” He strutted his way
across the room and knelt down next to Jack, who was sitting in bed
and fumbling with a deck of cards. As usual. The confused face oh the
younger magician’s face was priceless. This was going to be fun.
“Just look up into my eyes….. And sleep.” He caught Jack by the
back of his neck and pulled him against his shoulder. He mumbled a
few things into his ear, then snapped his fingers. Jack sat up like
nothing had happened at all. “Good chat bud. I’ll talk to you
that night, you and Jack were at the table in the kitchen eating
dinner. Dylan was called for a case, J was on a grocery run, and
Merritt was off hiding in his room. The two of you hadn’t said much
to each other as you ate. Just a quiet meal together. Your feet would
occasionally brush against each other’s under the table. As soon as
they did, you would blush and pull your foot back, but it would soon
be back where it had been and you’d do it all over again. Yet neither
of you had the guts to actually admit how you felt.
in the world you were so attracted to him was mind boggling. Maybe it
was how messy he kept his hair when he hung around the apartment. Or
how he liked to use funny voices and made you smile. Then again, it
was mesmerizing to watch him with a deck or cards. And his smile that
lit up the room. He was funny too. Oh so funny. But extremely loving
and thoughtful. He seemed to care so much for you. But, it only
seemed to be as a friend. It didn’t seem to be a romantic type of
caring. You wished with all your heart that it would be though.
eyes had drifted down to your plate as you finished up, but they shot
back up when the feet of Jack’s chair scrape against the floor. He
started to move his arms around and a bizarre stream of words came out
of his mouth. It took you a second to realize what was going on. No.
Oh no. He was NOT doing that…….
a little teapot, short and stout.” Why why why why why? “Here is
my handle, here is my spout.” You couldn’t help but laugh as he
made the handle and spout with his arms. “When I get all steamed up
hear me shout.” The dude wasn’t the best singer, but he actually
wasn’t the worst. “Tip me over and pour me out.” You laughed even
harder when he leaned as if he was pouring something out of his
‘spout’. As soon as the song was over, he stood there. The sudden
shock of what in the world he had just done hit him like a brick
wall. You could see the look on his face completely change from a
happy smile to utter shame.
haven’t stopped laughing though. How could you? THE Jack Wilder just
stood up and sang 'Im A Little Teapot’ to you, WHILE DANCING!!!! You
were laying against the table, unable to breathe from laughing so
hard. A few minutes later, when you had calmed down for the most
part, you looked up and saw Jack staring at you.
You asked, still grinning like an idiot.
He shook his head, then took a deep breath. “Actually something. I
really love seeing you smile. Even at my expense.” Wait…… what?
He did? Holy crap, did Jack like you?!?! No….. or…….
do?” It was the only thought that you could coherently make out.
I do.” He sits back down in his seat across from you and looks into
your eyes. His warm brown eyes……. “I love seeing you smile. And
making you smile. I love how you take care of us bums. How you’re an
absolute sweetheart, yet won’t take crap from anyone. I have wanted
to tell you this for so long Y/N. I just couldn’t though. I
don’t…… I don’t do this. The whole really feeling things for a
girl and wanting to be with her. Plus, I wasn’t sure if you liked me
back. I thought you might, but I wasn’t sure. And I couldn’t say
anything if I wasn’t 100% sure that you liked me back. And even now
I’m not. I don’t know if you like me. All I know is that I can’t keep
this to myself anymore.”
smile never faded. If anything, it somehow grew. He did like you! Oh
thank goodness. You sat there with a sparkle in your eye, listening
to him pour his heart out. It was all you really had ever wanted to
hear from him. It felt like a dream honestly. For once, your reality
was better than your dreams.
I cannot tell you how long I have wanted to hear that from you. I’ve
been falling for you since day one. But, like you said, I wasn’t sure
if you liked me back and I was afraid to make a move. But, I guess I
know how you feel now, so I don’t have to worry.” Jack chuckles and
you’re right. Hey, since I can’t take you out on a proper date, how
would you feel about renting a movie tomorrow night and holding my
sounds perfect.” You and Jack. The fallen Horseman and an FBI
agent. Who would’ve guessed?
French & Wilder preview shots, for the summer 2017 debut collection.
Photographed by Canon Jon, Designed by Nathan Wilder.
Dress, Skirt and pearls all Vintage Dior
Full image posts to launch later on this year
Overwhelmed and overjoyed to be part of such a fantastic brand!
A majestic being whose roots cascaded down an almost vertical embankment.
Like a guardian spirit at Etchell’s Falls, Tarkine Wilderness, Tasmania
Shot as part of the Tarkine in Motion project, to raise awareness of this wilderness area, and have it protected and given National Park status.
Lupine in bloom among a field full of flowers. This was from a backpacking trip up Oh-Be-Joyful Valley during a weekend of constant dramatic stormy weather. It was one of the most amazing places I’ve ever seen and I can’t wait to go there again!
Raggeds Wilderness, Colorado - July 2015
Velvia 50 4x5, 75mm Super Angulon
¼ second at f16, 2 stop soft GND filter