it was friday night and analise was stuck at the hospital, working. she was seriously wondering what had posessed her to take the night shift, and then she remembered she needed the money to buy the beautiful dress she had seen at the store.

she sighed softly and took the chart near the last patient she had. he was new at the clinic and she had heard a couple of the other nurses talk about how sexy and cute he was, and analise had thought they were exagerating until she laid eyes on him.

@isitrecording​

"Oh, hey! Fancy running into you here." Out of all the lame lines that could've popped in Jake's mind, that was one of the worst. The adrenaline that got him there in the first place clearly didn't make it all the way to his brain. His stupidity had landed him in the back yard of the family she nannied for, after all. Their giant pool, if you wanted to be more specific. "This is nice. Fuckin' boujie as shit, kinda wish I landed in the jacuzzi. Still, I'm okay with this. I mean, do you ever just get the urge to go for a nice dive at, uh...shit...ass o'clock in the morning?" he muttered, looking at his watch to see it was well past one am. This wasn't the normal booty call he was used to hitting Naomi up for, especially not when he'd been going ghost on her for weeks before literally splashing back into her world. "Glad this is heated. Anyways, you wouldn't happen to have a towel handy, would ya? This wasn't really what I had in mind, uh, activity wise." @lovest0rie

@spectormcrc​

Jean-Paul hated needing to play catch-up. He was always one to be on top of things— to be in the know, keep the secrets, have the intel. It was years of experience that got him there. But things were constantly changing and recently he was pulled into a bigger world than he had ever been in before.

The world was what it was and Frenchie would adapt. That he could deal with. But when it came to Marc..

The time spent apart from him was a gut punch. They had already gone through something terrible and traumatic together— something that Marc hadn’t technically survived and Jean-Paul couldn’t do a damn thing about it. He had survived that, and survived the shock of his best friend knocking on his door after being saved by a god. If they could get through that, they could get through anything right?

Marc disappearing hurt. Time went on and now it was time for the dreaded catch-up. It was easier to jump right back in with Jake, and whatever feelings he had towards Marc were being dealt with. But now there was Steven, who hadn’t even known Frenchie existed.

It was all new, and Steven made him nervous. He was so different than Marc and Jake— sweet and kind and anxious, brilliantly smart and funny in a dorky way. That softness made Jean-Paul want to keep his distance, but it also drew him in. He was important to Marc, and so he was important to Frenchie. That was simple, but the rest was complicated.

His mind had wandered to Steven for a few moments as he glanced out the passenger seat window, Jake at the wheel next to him. The silence between them was comfortable, neither of them ever feeling the need to speak to fill the space. It was nice. Normal. Easy.

He turned his attention away from the views flying by, thinking of asking Jake if he wanted to stop by the restaurant for dinner. But just as his mouth opened, the car jolted to the side, veering out of the lane before settling back where it was supposed to be. Kind of.

Oh crap. The body language— it was panic and tense muscles and the car’s trajectory was unsteady. That wasn’t Jake.

Frenchie grabbed the wheel with one hand. “Everything alright? What’s going on?”

closed - @jake-hudson

where - the vet clinic

Priya had been on her way to work when she saw a couple kids crowded around something, and as she got closer, she saw it was a baby bird that was still alive, but seemed to maybe be injured? She wasn't sure, the med school studying she'd done years ago had been for people not animals. But just the same, she couldn't very well just leave it on the ground...

So that was how she found herself letting her boss know that she'd be late before scooping the bird into a baseball cap of all things and she headed to the vet, stopping the first person she saw inside who maybe looked like they worked there. "Hey, hi. Sorry, I uh...don't really know what to do here..." as she spoke she lifted the hat up, showing the bird inside.

“i need some company to keep me warm when the cold winds blow.”

“Para luego es tarde, debiste decirme eso. Además vaya que está haciendo mucho frío el día de hoy y yo puedo darte calor no sólo cuando el viento sople.” @ninjiwriter95​

@jakegrcyson​

“Just stick to the cards, Jake.” She offered Jake a little smile as she spoke, shaking her head. “Trust me, everything that’s going to be on the test, I put on the notecards.” She smiled at him. “Let’s just keep going, okay? Maybe we can give it twenty more minutes, and then we can take a break. We’ll go for a walk or something to stretch our legs and get some fresh air. How does that sound?” She picked up the cards that they had already gone through and set them aside, holding up the remaining cards. “Do you want to ask me some now, or do you want me to keep quizzing you?”

Ever heard of a wife guy?

(For anyone wondering why reblogs are suddenly off, theres a few posts of mine- like this one- that have gotten so many notes it’s genuinely starting to annoy me, so I’m trying to minimize. Sorry!!)

something about his messy hair and the glasses makes me want to ruin him sooo bad. i want to ride him until he cries, suck the life out of him, and leave him completely dried out.

loser!jake who just sits there and lets you do whatever you want to him because he's such a good boy.

loser!jake who's very vocal and asks between moans if he's making you feel good despite you doing all the work.

loser!jake who takes his cute little glasses with him to every encounter because he knows you love them.

loser!jake who cums quite fast (especially if you're giving him head) because he's just so desperate all the time (and he's weak).

loser!jake who's left with a shaking and spasming body after making him cum twice in a row.

"are you okay, puppy boy?" you asked as you stood from your spot on the floor. jake was gasping for air, head thrown all the way back as his legs stayed spread from where you were kneeling to suck him off. he could hardly even speak, little "hmms" and "aahs" being the only noise he could produce due to the overwhelming amount of sensitivity he was feeling.

" 'm dried out"

"you think so?"

"mhm"

"let's see if it's true"

and boom, loser!jake cums another two times while you give him the ride of his life.

⭒ in my jake feels...

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in another universe...

(part 2)

happy 4-13 :D

heres some gods of earth c

cont. from here

Analise smiled “I know I’m sexy baby, you tell me that all the time” she giggled and removed her shirt to reveal she was not wearing a bra. “So, maybe I’ll let you remove my skirt” she whispered as she crawled on top of him. 

@isitrecording​

the autism is taking over.... ouch.... oughgh...

a sweet token of appreciation for friends 🧁❤️

“¿Qué tal si dejamos de estudiar un rato? Creo que ya repasamos todo lo que vendría en el exámen. Aparte estoy más interesado en otras cosas” el Gryffindor no dejaba de mirar al Ravenclaw. @heartsxtopper​

Love and other drugs, (2010)

Heroes of Millennium (HoM) AU

Act 1: What was left behind. - Part 1 <- Part 2 (here) -> Part 3