#jericho imagine

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Imagine being best friends with Jericho and his dad Slade Wilson always watching the two of you in case of getting in trouble.

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[x] § Jericho Imagine §

It was a little unnerving how protective she was, you only had a vague understanding of your childhood given it had become blurry as a result of a nearly fatal accident -- but you were sure you weren’t related, nor did she seem to have any sort of warm feeling for you, unless you’ve been reading it wrong this whole time.

“Stand up, and leave, before I do much more than just disfigure that face of yours,” she spoke, eyes filled with satisfaction. You and Jericho watched as the man stood up and ran for his life.

“Why did you do that?” you inquired.

“Because I felt like it,” she replied stoically.

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I’m now taking requests for Jericho fanfiction and imagines.

Request Rules: 1. Specify normal fanfic or imagine. 2. Specify if you want a pairing or just friendshipping. List characters. 3. Please give at least two sentances of prompt for the plot. 4. Requests can be NSFW. You can ask for specific things. 5. Send all requests to askbox.

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being old friends with Jake Green would include:

growing up together in Jericho

being best friends with Jake and Eric

having your first kisses with each other

sleepovers at his and yours houses

having the same music taste

jam sessions

pulling pranks on Eric

Gail and Johnston being like your second set of parents

and Eric is your noisy brother

being there when Jake breaks up with Emily and takes off the town

leaving after him

being the only one who’s getting his calls god knows where from

reuniting right before attacks in Jericho

staying beside him when everything goes to hell

So, this is the 45th one! As i said, English is not my native language, and i am sorry for any mistakes.

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Don’t Say It - Jake Green // Jericho PART TWO

Rating: T Words: 1,304/2,175

Part One Here

Back in Jericho

Jake ran outside in a hurry, frantically looking for his brother but also [Y/N] after being informed that the citizens taken to New Bern had arrived back in Jericho, however after not seeing either of them anywhere he spotted Stanley talking to Mary, then ran over to him.

“Hey, I didn’t know you guys were coming back today,” he said while pulling him into a hug, “Where’s Eric, and [Y/N]?”

“About that,” Stanley pulled Jake to the side, “Eric told me he wasn’t ready to come home. Last time I saw him he was still pretty messed up and wanted to stay in New Bern for a little longer.”

“When was this?” Jake questioned, believing there was more to the story.

“Three days ago,” Stanley answered uneasily, “And this morning, [Y/N] was missing, and already we weren’t being told anything about Eric and as soon as I asked about her we were told to pack up, we’re going home.”

Jake processed the information Stanley just told him, before nodding his head and heading in the direction where he would find Russell.

“Where are they?” he asked, startling him, “Why didn’t my brother or [Y/N] come home?”

Russell looked at Jake uneasily, “Eric’s been missing for a few days,” he alerted him

“Did you even look for him?” Jake argued, not even giving him a chance to say anything else.

“I asked Constantino, and he told me that they were looking for him. Then this morning, he told me to bring the rest of your guys home.”

“And [Y/N]?” Jake questioned, barely even digesting what had just been said, “What about her?”

Russell swallowed, “I don’t know. This morning when I was told to take everyone home I was told she wouldn’t be joining them.”

“What the hell is going on over there, Russell?” Jake demanded answers, as his suspicions grew about New Bern, “Should I be worried for them?” he waited for an answer but wasn’t getting one, so he pushed Russell up against his truck, “Answer me!” he yelled, trying to sound threatening but the worry he felt inside of him for his brother and his best friend was evident as he spoke.

“I would be,” Russell gulped, then Jake left him feeling uneasy, as Jake walked away in anger, worry, a whole mixture of emotions knowing that if either of them were hurt, he was willing to do anything.

New Bern

Hours passed, and you were sat on a bunk bed in the jail cell that was holding you and Eric, along with other men. No one spoke. The guards would come and take Eric into the interrogation room, then throw him back into the cell, before coming back for him a short while later. You flinched every time you heard him yelp in pain, and felt useless as you sat there scared for your life knowing there was nothing you could do to protect him. While you had grown up Jake’s best friend, you and Eric had become particularly close after he left and cared for him just as much as you cared for Jake, without the romantic attraction.

But instead of figuring out a way to help Eric, you sat with your knees pulled up to your chest contemplating what could’ve happened if you’d told Jake how you felt. You always thought that he and Emily would just be drawn straight back to each other, even with her fiance in the equation however she didn’t want anything to do with Jake which is understandable under the circumstances. Not that it mattered now anyway as you were starting to believe you weren’t going to get out of their alive. 

The guards opened the cell, taking you off guard, and threw in a beaten, exhausted looking Eric and you were quick to run over to him to help him. 

“[Y/N], if you’d like to come with me,” Constantino appeared at the gate, gesturing towards the interrogation room.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you killed Eric on the forehead before whispering, “I’ll be back, I promise.” you got up and followed Constantino, hearing the gate clattered shut and the lock click.

Once sat down in a chair on the opposite side of the table, with each wrist handcuffed to one arm of it and legs bound together, Constantino was quick to begin making remarks.

“So, your boyfriend hasn’t shown up yet..” you rolled your eyes at his pathetic attempt to break you, “But like you said he’ll come, and when he does,” he walked around you before placing a sharp knife to your neck, your breath hitching in your throat, “I’ll ensure he gets to watch you suffer.”

You breathed again as he removed the knife from your throat, walking around to the front of you again smiling deviously, “But for now, I think I need to get a little warmed up.” The first blow was to your nose, and you instantly felt the blood begin the pour. Then, holding the back of your head, he smashed your face off of the metal table, causing you to have to swallow back the cries and blink away the tears threatening to fall.

He was trying everything to break you. He knew what to say, where it hurts you. You were almost at breaking point when a guard entered the room, whispering something in Constantino ear. His face lit up after hearing what the guard said.

“Turns out your little boyfriend has come for you and his brother after all.” he smirked at me, before turning to the guards, “Uncuff her, then bring her through when I say.”

Constantino left the room, leaving the door open behind him, probably so you could hear whatever he had to say. 

The guards roughly untied you, and pulled you up with such a force it knocked the air out of your longs as they dragged you to the door. You could just see Constantino talking to Jake mockingly, as you tried to listen in what she was saying.

“Quite a strong girl she is, you know. I took quite a beating to her and she still didn’t break. Hell, what’s a girl like that doing chasing after you?” he chuckled, as you saw Jake shake his head in denial, “Don’t believe me? Bring her out.” his voice raised for the last part of that sentence.

You were roughly dragged out, and Jake’s face softened slightly seeing you however hardened again as anger was evident in his eyes, which once again made Constantino laugh.

Once the gate was unlocked, you stumbled back into your cell weakly, using your sleeve to wipe off the blood on your face as you stared at Jake unsure of what to say as the gate slammed shut again.

“You know what’s coming, [Y/N].” is all Constantino said before leaving. 

Once gone, you automatically threw yourself into Jake’s arms as he wrapped his arms around you protectively. You pulled away, with the tears streaming down your face as you looked up at him expecting him to be disgusted at discovering your true feelings for him. Instead, he looked at you with a mixture of emotions; protectively, sympathetically but the feeling of adoration stood out of the all. He kissed your forehead, knowing you were too weak at this point.

“Don’t say it,” you whispered weakly, “Whatever you’re going to say, don’t.”

He looked down at you, shifting your hair out of your face before leaning down to kiss you gently on the lips, but pulled away after a few seconds.

He may not of said it, but he showed it, and at this point if you were still going to die you felt you could die slightly happier knowing that Jake knew that you loved him, and he loved you too.

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