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IMAGINE
Imaginé
Having lunch with all the boys
Imagine trying to help Jack feel better.
#ImagineJack Imagine you eat shit on the sidewalk, and jackadude picks you up, while trying not to laugh as he gets you back on your feet.
Imagine Jack saying he had choose you to be his mother, because you told him you won't let anyone hurt him.
Dean: it is Lucifer's son...
Y/n: He. He is Cas son... he isn't my biological son, but in Cas memory, he's my son and if you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first
Dean: y/n don't do this... don't make me hurt you
Imagine hanging out with Jack. You’re drinking some alcohol, just to relax and have a good time. Of course he would be used to drinking, so the difference between his and your alcohol tolerance is worlds apart. After only a few drinks you can already feel your lips getting numb and since you can’t really think straight with Jack being so close to you, you decide to tell him. He looks at you for a moment and then simply kisses you. Jack bites down your bottom lip before gently sucking on it. When he pulls back, just a bit, you can’t help but to stare wide eyed. He winks at you. “Bet you could feel that, cupcake.”
IMAGINE — DYLAN O'BRIEN
Imagine being in a mission with Tom and he's very intimidating.
Okay but imagine Jack in college AU. Just like in your age. You’re friends with him, even though he’s a terrible asshole and always gets himself in trouble. You’re not sure how he even manages to do that. But you still stick to him because you want to try and turn him into a better person. You want to be his anchor, even if that sounds cheesy as fuck. Besides, Jack has that certain air of adventure and danger to him. It attracts you, even though you know that he is one of those boys your parents always warned you about. A skinny jeans and leather jacket wearing “bad boy”. He probably even smokes. Yeah, he totally smokes and you’re not sure from where he gets the money for it, but you suspect him to be a thief on top of everything.
And now imagine a Jack, quiet and tired out from stress. He’s just kind of cuddling up with you in comfy clothes, in front of the tv. His head resting on your shoulder and you having that fuzzy feeling in your stomach that you get when you’re the “chosen friend”. You know what I’m talking about. You’re watching something on Netflix, laugh about memes on your phones and later fall asleep during a horror movie. Everything hurts when you wake up in the morning because the sleeping position wasn’t really ideal. But you’re happy because you get to see a messy and sleepy Jack for once, instead of the always poised campus jerk.
Imagine pre Pre-Sequel Jack. Just a younger Jack, freshly starting at Hyperion. He quickly learns that you have to throw your morals overboard and be ruthless to get anywhere and climb the corporate ladder. Good thing that he doesn’t really have a problem with that anyway. But Jack feels that he needs to learn how to defend himself, in case other people want his position, because he has big plans. So he builds his own weapons. He’s a programmer after all and pretty tech savvy. He would practice target shooting with them a lot, of course using Kraggon Pebbles as moving targets, getting singed at occasion.
