#jason hochberg hell of a summer

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oh i’ve been itching for something to get me back into a writing mood 😈

NSFW Alphabet - Jason Hochberg

Masterlist | Fred Hechinger Characters Masterlist

Jason Hochberg x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ mdni, Mentions of: Sex, Cum, Sex Positions, Masturbation, Kinks, Oral (male and fem receiving), Toys, and probably way more, afab reader

Word Count: 2971

thank you to @keeryhours for reading over this for me!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

Jason is super cuddly and clingy after sex. He helps you clean up and ensures you’re comfortable before he wraps his arms around you tightly, pulling you close to his body. He loves being close to you therefore he absolutely loves when you lay on his chest, his fingers absentmindedly running through your hair while he hums to you softly. He just loves to be touching you after sex. And not in a sexual way, more of a soft and sweet way as his fingertips run up and down every inch of your exposed skin that they can. He’ll trace small shapes on your back and smile while small giggles leave your mouth.

B = Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Jason’s favorite part of his body has always been his hands. He’s just always been such a hands-on person, and he enjoys doing things with his hands. From archery, to doodling and making little friendship bracelets at camp; Jason is always doing something with his hands. And, he loves to run his hands down your body and hear all the gasps and whines that leave your mouth as he does so. Because he does so much work with his hands, his fingers are always calloused and the feeling of those calloused fingers on your soft skin? Yeah, you both love that.

When it comes to his favorite body part of yours, Jason hates to admit it (he hates objectifying you—he doesn’t want to be deemed shallow and actually have a favorite body part of you… he does) but it’s your boobs. He just loves cuddling in bed with you, head on your chest as you run your fingers through his hair, playing with his fluffy locks. He loves snuggling against your boobs, leaving soft kiss across them, falling asleep on them; he just loves how soft and fluffy his little pillows are and he adores touching them in some way; typically it’s just his head on them but he will give them a nice squeeze every once and a while, too.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

Jason actually cums so much it’s unreal. Like, he just has so much when he finally cums. The first time he pulled out and came on your stomach, there was literally so much that you were shocked. He got embarrassed and laughed it off by telling you that was normal and he was definitely right. Jason just… has a lot of cum when he finally cums. 

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

Jason actually has a small thing for pain. He’s not into like any hardcore pain but when it comes to things like hickies, bite marks, nails scratching against his skin… yeah, sign him up for all of that. It might stem from the fact that he also enjoys being marked up by you… the love bites, the scratches, anything you do that inflicts a slight bit of pain but also leaves a mark for him to wear proudly? He actually really enjoys all of that. He will wear any and all of the marks you leave on him with pride because, yeah, you did that to him.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

Jason was never really with anyone before he got with you, it’s not that girls didn’t want him, he was just so into his own things that a relationship and intimacy was never something he saw for himself. But when he met you that all went out the window, and because of that Jason wasn’t the most skilled or experienced when it came to sex. But, he was a quick learner (like everything in his life), and he spent most of the time during sex making sure you were pleased. He took mental notes on what you liked, what you disliked, what made you moan, what made you groan; Jason kept track of all of those little things that made you tick and it’s pretty safe to say that now he definitely knows what he’s doing.

F = Favorite Position (this goes without saying):

Missionary. Jason is pretty classic and traditional and loves missionary for that reason. He loves being able to kiss your face and lips while you two are having sex and he loves hearing the small gasps and giggles that leave your lips every time he trails kisses down to your neck and upper chest. He loves when your boobs bounce up and down when he thrusts fast and rough, and he loves to leave small kisses across them. He also really loves it when your nails scratch down his back (especially when you leave marks) but he won’t admit that to you. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc):

Jason tries to be as serious as he can during sex, but you absolutely adore when his goofy side comes out. When he cracks small jokes, when he giggles at something you said, when his goofy smile comes out; when Jason is truly Jason is when you are having the most fun together in bed. No, like, one time you two were having sex and he was telling you all about the latest book he finished reading and each time he got excited about something he giggled and smiled at you. To this day you still have no idea what book he read that he liked so much, but you did love seeing him that happy.

H = Hair (how groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc):

Prior to you and Jason being together, he never really groomed himself at all down there. He just let it grow, maybe occasionally he would trim it up to keep it nice and neat but he didn’t really care because no one was ever really seeing him naked. Now, after you two had gotten together? That’s a different story; he makes sure to not only be well groomed and tidy down there, but he also makes sure to be well groomed and tidy everywhere. On his face, his chest, his stomach, his lower stomach; he makes sure every part of his body is well groomed and trimmed any chance that he can get

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

Jason does anything and everything he can to ensure that sex is as pleasant and romantic as he can. He loves being close to you so he loves pulling you closer to him, leaving soft kisses on your body and just worshiping you in the way you should be treated and worshiped. He loves making sure you’re the center of his attention during sex and that everything is pleasant for you each and every time. 

J = Jack Off (masturbating):

Jason has always been the type that has never really given in to temptations like that, he has masturbated before in the past but he’s never really enjoyed doing it or liked doing it. It has always made him feel dirty, and now that you two are together, it makes him feel extremely guilty to masturbate while thinking of you. He’s a gentleman, after all; he’d rather get you off as well as himself. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

Praise kink for days. Jason has always needed to be told he is doing a good job, or that is doing something right. And, unfortunately for him, that migrated into the bedroom. When you tell him it feels so good and to keep going, when you tell him he’s doing so well… he just folds right then and there for you. He’s always been needy and clingy too and definitely a bit touch starved so when you will take your time with him and be dominant over him, he loves that as well. One could argue he has a mommy kink, but that’s a whole rabbit hole he doesn’t really want to fall down yet or ever, truthfully. However, it really is only a matter of time until he accidentally mutters the word “mommy” in bed… I give it about two more weeks. Once that happens, have fun falling down that kink rabbit hole with him. 

L = Location (their favorite places to do the do):

So, as much as Jason would answer that he loves having sex with you in bed or on the couch, like all the normal spots, he also like… really loves having sex in a tent. Like, he loves to go camping with you (it’s your yearly summer tradition), it’s just the two of you, alone with nature, and you’re having sex together in his two person tent that has plenty of space for you both to enjoy yourselves. He just loves that he's with you, alone, and out in the wilderness, doing something you both love. Doesn’t matter if he’s on top or you’re on top, if you’re crawling out of your sleeping bag towards him, oh, he’s done for. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

It might sound pretty cliche but, you turn Jason on. All you have to do is give him the look, bat your eyelashes and he’s following you into the bedroom ready to give you anything you want. Seriously, you are what turns him on because the fact that you want him and want to be with him is more than enough for him. It makes him so happy and makes him so giddy and horny because he just wants to love you and please you. However, Jason also really loves it when you wear his clothes so… there’s that. You occasionally will wear his old Camp Pineway shirt around the house or to bed and that shirt is usually finding its way off of your body and onto the floor but… you’re not really complaining about that. 

N = No (something that wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Jason isn’t the type of person to say no to you, usually, that is. He is usually always down to do anything you ask or anything you want to try but honestly, one thing he won’t do is spank you. You asked him to try it once while you were on top, and after he did he just couldn’t do it anymore. He can’t explain why, he just doesn’t like it. Which is fine, you weren’t too keen on it either but you’ve since asked him to try it again and he’s told you he doesn’t want to hurt you or treat you like that because he loves you too much and you deserve more respect than that. 

O = Oral (preference in giving, receiving, skills, etc):

Jason has always leaned towards receiving from you, but that’s really because he wasn’t sure what to even remotely do when going down on you. He had never done it before, and was so nervous he would do it poorly. But, after he gained the courage to actually try it, he paid attention to what you liked and disliked and now he loves to go down on you and please you more than anything. He’ll still take receiving, don’t get him wrong; seeing you on your knees for him literally makes him go weak in the knees but he loves to please you as often as he can as well.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc):

Jason usually takes it slow and sensual. He just prefers to be more intimate with you; he likes to take his time, go slow, go deep, leave soft and sweet kisses all over your body. He just loves to make sure you’re happy and pleased and enjoying yourself as much as you can, because of that he is always making sure to make every time sweet and soft. On occasion he’ll pick up his speed and go faster, but he’s yet to get super fast and rough yet; but, I’m sure if you asked him to he would go faster and rougher for you. He’s definitely down to try it, anything for you. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc):

Jason really doesn’t have an opinion on quickies. He doesn’t love them, he doesn’t hate them, they just kind of exist for him. If you wanted one, he’d be down to do it, but he’s not going out of his way to have one, if that makes sense. He’d just rather spend as much time with you as he could and take his time with you. He likes to take it slow and love on you as much as he can and he feels like quickies lose that intimate aspect he craves so deeply. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc):

Jason has never really taken any risks in his life so when it comes to risks in the bedroom… he doesn’t really do that either. He just kind of enjoys doing what he does and what he knows best because he knows it works. If there’s something you want to try it takes a lot of convincing (which is usually just you asking him twice) and he’ll do it. But if he doesn’t like it, you’ll know. He doesn’t like to venture out of his comfort zone much, so he is willing to try something with you but he has never really suggested much of anything. (Other than when he asked you to sit on his face but that’s a story for another day.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

Jason could probably only really go one round at a time, but they’re usually pretty long rounds. He makes sure to spend as much time loving you and loving your body as he possibly can during sex; he just loves to take his time with you. He lasts surprisingly long, the slow and steady pace he usually keeps allows him to go for a little longer than usual.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or on themselves?):

It’s pretty safe to say that Jason doesn’t have any toys, and he’s never really used any for himself or you. He’s asked before, though. He’s asked if you had any toys and what you have used on your own. When you mentioned using a vibrator he was interested in pulling it out for you during sex, he just has been too scared to actually formally ask you to pull it out. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

Jason wouldn’t know how to tease even if you taught him. Sometimes he’ll have his hand on your lower back, absentmindedly rubbing circles on the skin there but that’s the extent of it. If he is teasing you, it’s definitely an accident. He does get teased more than he does the teasing since you find it so cute when he gets all red and blushy and flustered when you whisper something in his ear or accidentally brush over his pants or even bend down in front of him in a skirt or some really short shorts. He turns bright red, stares at you and then clears his throat and looks away, trying to think of anything other than you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc):

Jason tries to be quiet but occasionally loud gasps and moans leave his mouth during sex. You love it, it drives you wild to watch him moan, groan and whine; it happens the most when you’re going down on him. He’ll be gasping and moaning your name, whining so loud. He’s also an extremely loud whiner when he cums; like you definitely know when he cums because he is whining your name so pitifully it’s funny. He tries not to be vocal, but he’s so loud in bed. (The neighbors have heard before but don’t tell Jason, he’ll get so embarrassed.)

W = Wild Card (a random headcanon for them):

Jason wears some bracelets he has from camp, he keeps them as memories. Well, he also wears a chain around his neck. It’s a simple chain, but it dangles against your skin when he’s on top and it absolutely makes you shudder and moan in pleasure. The cool metal is a stark contrast to the heat of your skin as it drags against your chest slowly with each and every slow thrust he makes. 

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Jason is huge. He’s pretty average in length but the girth? The girth is where it is… he is definitely above average there. Also, when he’s hard he’s fairly veiny… which feels like heaven.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive):

Jason doesn’t have a super high sex drive, but he will have sex with you as often as you’d like or need. He’s just never really focused on that; he’s the type of person that could go without it, he won’t die if he doesn’t get sex. But, he’s also not going to complain if you want to have sex. He’s content with anything, you know?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

As soon as your body is against Jason’s, his eyes are closing as he’s pulling you closer to him. He holds you close, his hands running through your hair and over your body until he’s falling asleep to the sound of your soft breaths and giggles. Sometimes it’s quick, other times he’ll just lay there and enjoy your company, making small talk with you. One thing for sure is that he will definitely hold you as close as he can while he sleeps at night, always.

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bury me at makeout point | jason hochberg

donate to gaza here | masterlist

pairing | jason hochberg x f!reader

synopsis | after sticking up for jason you learn he's never been to makeout point, you won't let it stay that way.

warnings | some minor spoilers from the movie that are just dialogue spoilers!!, minor physical violence, making out, bullying, sexual references, tooth rotting fluff, jason is an adorable loser and we love him for it.

word count | 5.1k

a/n | if you are able to make it out to the theater to see hell of a summer please go see it!! it's so funny and such a good time, it leans more on comedy than horror and could've definitely gotten a pg-13 rating if it wasn't for all the swearing. think of it like gateway horror! it's such a fun time, especially with some friends. please let this fic influence you to go see it, there's some really cute stuff in it with jason and everyone gives amazing performances. fred and billy are standouts in the film and i really hope i portrayed their characters well in this!! these next few months are probably going to be filled with hell of a summer fics from me because i have more planned for jason and some for bobby as well!!

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“Seriously? Another fight with Demi? You’re a grown adult and you can’t stay out of conflicts for five minutes?” John rants at you from across his desk. You sit in the chair across from him, feeling like a child sent to the principal's office. It’s no surprise to anybody that you and Demi had another fight; what was a surprise was the fact that you had gotten in her face and pushed her hard enough to knock her on her ass. 

“It was stupid of you to escalate it like that, you do realize she could get the police involved, right? You could lose your job for this,” Kathy says, sitting next to John with her arms crossed in disappointment.

You sigh and shake your head, “Listen, I know I shouldn’t have gotten physical with her but she was being, excuse my language, a fucking cunt. The way she talks about the other counselors and about the campers is bullshit. The shit she was saying about Jason was unacceptable, she should feel lucky I didn’t slap the shit out of her instead.” 

John and Kathy sigh, looking at one another before looking back at you. “We know that she isn’t exactly the nicest person all the time but you cannot get violent with her. We’re gonna talk to her too but we’re gonna have to punish you. You’re on dish duty by yourself for the rest of the week.”

You sit there slack jawed, “By myself? Jesus Christ, just fire me instead…”

Kathy snorts and shakes her head, “We could’ve done worse, just take your punishment and don’t get into a fight with her again. We really don’t wanna have to fire you.”

You groan, “Fine I’ll take it off property next time…” You get up from the chair and head out of the office to go to the mess hall where everyone else is eating breakfast.

You feel grateful they didn’t just fire you or do something like make you clean the bathroom with just a toothbrush. You push open the doors of the mess hall, heading to the empty line to grab food. “Hey! I grabbed your breakfast for you already,” Jason calls from his table. He’s sat with Claire, Shannon, Bobby, and Chris. You head over to the table, sliding into the seat next to him.

“Thanks, Jason.” He slides the tray over to you. He’s memorized your breakfast order already.

“So, how’d it go with John and Kathy?” Asks Claire, taking a sip of her orange juice.

“Better than I thought actually, I’m on dish duty by myself for the rest of the week. I mean it’s still not great but it’s way better than like getting fired I guess…”

“Wow, maybe you really are their favorite.” Claire laughs.

“Bullshit, we all know it’s Jason.”

He turns to look over at the two of you, “Hm? What about me?”

You take a bite of your toast, “You’re John and Kathy’s favorite.”

He blushes, smiling shyly. “Oh, I don’t know about that…I wouldn’t say-”

“I would. Claire, what about you, do you think Jason’s their favorite?”

She smiles and nods, “Definitely.”

Jason rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to defend himself but you grab an apple slice off his place and shove it in his mouth. “Shut up and take the compliment.” He chews obediently. 

Bobby leans over from across the table, Chris and Shannon deep in a conversation of their own. “So, what did you and Demi fight over this time? Trying to decide who gets me?” He asks, cocking an eyebrow. 

You roll your eyes, “Bobby I can promise no one in camp is fighting over you. Unless they’re fighting over who gets to kick your ass first.”

He glares, “Uh you don’t know that.”

“I do. I promise.”

“But seriously, what was that fight about? It had to have been pretty serious for you to have to knock her on her ass like that.” 

You sigh, trying to decide the best way to explain things. “Well, Demi was talking shit about someone who didn’t deserve it so I had to put her in her place.” 

He chuckles, Claire and Jason leaning in to listen to the conversation. “What’d she say that was so bad? Did she say something about me, did you defend my honor?”

“When have you ever had honor?” You roll your eyes.

“Just tell us what she said that set you off like that, c’mon don’t leave us waiting!”

You chew on the inside of your cheek, you know if you told them everything Jason would get his feelings hurt. “She said something shitty about Jason. It’s not important.”

Before anyone else can ask more questions to bell rings signaling that breakfast is over. “Looks like I’ve got shit to do, I’ll see y’all later.” You head towards the kitchen, dumping the rest of your breakfast in the trash. There’s already a stack of trays and plates waiting for your attention. You groan at the sight, grabbing an apron off the hook along with a pair of gloves. The rest of the counselors round up their campers, Kathy taking care of yours till you’re done with the dishes. You lean back against the counter and watch as everyone piles up their plates and trays as they leave for the day's activities. Jason’s last out of the mess hall, he looks over at you with a pity smile and a wave. “See you later, yeah?” He calls as he exits the mess hall.

“Don’t get your hopes up Hochberg, I might just drown myself in the sink and put myself out of my misery!” You yell back, watching with a smirk. His cargo shorts do nothing for his ass but that doesn’t make it any less enjoyable to watch him walk away. 

He peeks his head back in, “Don’t, please! You can’t leave me with Bobby all summer!”

“You’ll live!” You playfully blow him a kiss before he heads back outside, you can’t see it from where you stand but his cheeks turn red from your gesture. 

You turn back with a sigh to face the massive pile of dishes everyone has left for you, you’re gonna be here awhile. You grab the old radio from the storage closet and turn it to a pop station to try and make things a little more bearable. You hum along to the music as you start to clean, starting with the trays first since they’re the easiest and least messy. You find yourself falling into a rhythm, now caught up in your work as you hum along with the music. You’re so caught up with it that you don’t even notice Jason slipping back into the kitchen to join you. After hearing that you’d stood up for him he couldn’t help but feel like he owed you some help as a thank you. 

He slips into the mess hall, hearing the radio playing from the kitchen. You’re busy and focused on your work, it makes him happy to see that you aren’t completely miserable. He sneaks his way behind you, quickly grabbing your waist. You jump about a foot in the air and scream like you’re being murdered. Jason backs away and starts to laugh until it hurts, tears streaming down his face as you try to compose yourself. You back yourself against the sink, gripping the counter behind you as you watch him laugh. 

“Is it really that funny Jason? Really?” You ask in annoyance, narrowing your eyes at him.

He slaps his knee cartoonishly, “It’s a knee slapper!”

You quickly reconsider your friendship with him. You’re convinced that the universe makes him do something cringe every ten seconds to balance out how hot he is. “You’re the worst.”

He smiles playfully, wiping the tears from his eyes. “I think I might be the best actually, I came to help you after all…buuuutttt if I’m the worst I could always just go find something else to do…” He threatens jokingly.

You spring forward and grab his wrist, “Please stay…if I can only listen to pop music all day I might go insane, a familiar face would be nice even if it comes with corny jokes.”

“You love my jokes, you always laugh.”

You roll your eyes and don’t even bother to bite back your smile, “I do…”

“Mhm, you know you do…I’ll be nice and give you some more help. I heard you stuck up for me and that’s why you’re stuck doing this, is that true?” He asks as he grabs some gloves and an apron, suiting up to help you tackle the seemingly endless pile of dishes.

You turn back to the sink, avoiding his gaze. “Yeah, uh, you don’t owe me for it or anything. I just wasn’t gonna let her talk about you like that.” You pick up a nearby dish and continue with your work.

He slides up next to you, reaching over you to grab a plate. His arm grazes your chest and your breath hitches, you feel your cheeks heat up as he pulls the plate back over to him. “Did Demi really say something bad about me? I thought we were friends…she was probably just kidding!” Jason has always been naive, bless his heart. That poor boy would apologize to the pole he ran into.

You remember arriving at camp at the beginning of the summer and seeing Demi with her nice car stocked full of her suitcases and watching in anger as she let Jason carry them all to her cabin by himself. You’d grabbed a few from the car so that it wouldn’t all be left up to him. You’d followed him to her cabin, watching as he stumbled bringing them in.

“Can you be careful with those…” Demi snarks, rolling her eyes as she scrolled on her phone. 

“Sorry, Demi!” Jason laughs as he tries to set her things down gently.

You shot her a glare and rolled the remaining suitcases in a bit too rough, she looked up from her phone to return your glare. “Oops…” You deadpan, staring her down. Jason remains oblivious to the tension, leaning up against the doorway.

“Well uh…see ya…” She says dismissively, waving her hand at him to make him leave.

“Yeah, it’s great to see you too!” Jason smiles, a bit out of breath. “It’s just so good to be back.”

Demi ignores his existence but he doesn’t take the hint. “You know what they always say! You can’t spell Pineway without eway.”

Demi finally looks up from her phone, giving Jason a confused look. “What?”

Jason continues on with his joke, “Because I can’t stay eway from this place!”

Demi looks annoyed by his mere existence but shoots him a pity smile, “Okay cool.”

You take that as your cue to save that sweet boy from anymore embarrassment, you turn back around with a smile. “You wanna help me and Claire get settled, we’ve got that cabin with the difficult door handle.”

He looks at you like a puppy looks at a new toy, if he had a tail it’d be wagging. “Of course, uh, Demi don’t forget I’m cooking lunch in a bit! I can make a mean burger!”

Demi nods and you drag Jason out of the cabin by his wrist, muttering under your breath about what a bitch she is. Jason is off in his own world telling you how excited he is to be back.

“I don’t think she was kidding this time, J. She didn’t seem like it at least…I mean I wouldn’t get in her face and push her like that over a little joke, I was ready to really kick her ass…”

He turns to look at you in shock, reaching down to grab your wrist. “It was that serious, I mean I’d heard you gotten physical but I didn’t know…what did she say?”

You sigh, “You really don’t wanna know, it’s for the best if I don’t tell you.”

His expression hardens, “I do want to know. I deserve to know if it was about me.”

“Jason seriously it was-”

His grip on your wrist tightens unconsciously, “Please, I’m an adult I can handle it.”

“Fine…” you sigh, “I’ll tell you.”

You were coming out of your shared cabin with Claire, the morning sun shining down on the camp. It was early, too early, the dew was still fresh. You were dressed in a green tank top, a flowy linen button down thrown over top, and a pair of denim shorts that hit a bit above your knee. You make your way to the rec room hoping to watch an old movie before everyone else wakes up and claims the tv. You pull open the wooden door, the hinges creaking loudly. As you walk inside you see Demi sitting on the couch, an old teen magazine in hand. The tv is off so you take your chance to use it, going over to the stack of vhs’s, sorting through the available films. You mentally curse Kathy and John for only keeping a supply of family friendly films, the best you can get out of the stack is Poltergeist. You thank the ratings board for not introducing the pg-13 rating until two years later, giving you a loop hole into having an actual horror film to watch at camp. You take it out of the case and pop it into the vcr. You grab the remote and plop down onto the couch and sit down next to Demi. She glances over at you in disgust and scoots away. “Sorry, you worried you’re gonna catch something?”

“I don’t know what weirdo disease you carry around from hanging out with Hochberg,” she retorts.

Your brows furrow in anger and annoyance, “What the fuck? It’s six in the morning, it’s too early for you to be an asshole like that!”

She rolls her eyes, not looking up from the magazine. “I don’t get why you hang out with him, you’re like actually pretty y’know. He’s such a fucking loser, what do you see in him?”

You turn to face her wearing an angry expression. “He’s not a loser, he’s sweet and he actually gives a fuck about his job. He’s nice to everyone, even you, and god knows you don’t deserve his kindness.”

She laughs, “More like oblivious. You could punch him in the face and he’d take it as something sweet.”

She’s not wrong but she doesn’t get to say that about him. “Yeah, he can be a little oblivious, sure. But at least he’s kind, at least he’s always positive. Do you know how much the kids look up to him? They love him.”

“Yeah, they’re the only ones…” She scoffs.

You clench your fists, “The hell is that supposed to mean?”

She tilts her head, finally looking up from her magazine. “Oh honey, you don’t know? Jason has zero game, like none at all. It’s sad honestly, he’s probably gonna be alone forever. It’s pathetic. You know makeout point?”

You nod in response, confused about where this is going.

“He’s never been. I heard he doesn’t even know it exists. He’s gone to this camp since he was a kid and he’s never been anyone's camp crush, never even gotten a pity kiss at makeout point. He’s nothing but a fucking loser, he’s gonna be alone forever.” 

Sadness fills your chest, bubbling up to your throat. You imagine teenage Jason being left out by all the others, people whispering behind his back, girls asking him out as a joke. It breaks your heart into a million pieces. “And that’s funny to you?” Your voice shakes.

“It’s hilarious. He doesn’t even know how much of a loser he is. He’s a clumsy dorky loser, you know it’s true. He’s twenty fucking four and he still goes to summer camp,” she replies ruthlessly.

You jump to your feet in anger, “As a counselor.”

She stands in response, “Does it matter? He’s still trying to rehash his glory days that weren’t even glorious, he’s pathetic. You need to hang out with someone better like Ari, Bobby and Chris aren’t doing you many favors either.” 

You get in her face, anger fueling your every move. “Fuck you and your superficial bullshit, Demi. I don’t care what you say, I’ll never see him as pathetic.”

She laughs in your face, “Yeah, well maybe you can take him up to makeout point and be his first kiss. He’d probably cum in his cargo shorts,” she snorts. 

You don’t know what comes over you but you shove her back hard. She hits the ground, the breath getting knocked out of her from the force. She gasps and the door slams open, Kathy walking in angrily. She looks down at Demi on the floor and then back up to you. “Wait outside, now!” She yells. You sigh knowing you’re about to get yelled at, walking out the door. You fight the urge to spit at Demi as you walk past. Kathy helps her up and onto the couch and Demi starts to tearfully give her side of the story. You can hear her playing it up for Kathy and you clench your fists again. Your fingernails leave deep indents in your palm as you angrily grind your nails into your delicate flesh.

You think back to Jason, you’ve been shamelessly crushing on him ever since you met last summer. Last summer he was cleanly shaved, his wavy hair a bit shorter than it is now. You remember how he greeted you with a toothy grin and a dorky pun, offering to help you with your bags and walk you to your cabin as he introduced himself to you. You were new to the area and decided to take the summer job as a way to make some friends, he made you feel so welcomed that you became friends immediately. You resented the way the other counselors spoke to him, you and Claire were really the only ones who were kind to him. It never bothered him, he was kind to everyone and strode past the rude remarks almost as if he didn’t hear them. You admired him for it and also pitied him, you knew he deserved better treatment and you had no problem making that known to everyone else. Every time he looks at you it sets your body ablaze, every time he touches you it feels impossible to do anything but lean into it. You’re whipped and you’re not ashamed to say it.

When Demi finishes giving her sob story Kathy grabs you by the arm and leads you to the office, a few campers and nosy counselors who are already up peek out of their cabin windows, already gossiping about what trouble you could’ve gotten into.

“She…she said all that?” Sadness washes over his face, he looks down at the floor as his cheeks heat up with embarrassment. He lets go of your wrist, his hands falling to his sides in defeat. No one had ever said anything like that to his face, Demi technically hadn’t but somehow hearing it from you made it hurt worse.

“Jason,” you reach over and grab his hand, grasping it tightly in embrace. “I don’t care that you haven’t been to makeout point. It’s a dumb little makeout spot with a cheesy name, it means nothing.”

He takes a breath, “It does to everyone else. I mean, she’s right I didn’t know it existed until me and Claire went on a hike. She told me she recognized a tree, I made fun of her for it, and then she said she recognized it because it was makeout point. I felt so stupid…all these years, over a decade and I didn’t know it existed…I mean, maybe Demi’s right, maybe I am pathetic…”

You pull him into you, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at you. “Fuck that and fuck her. She’s an uptight little bitch with a Tik Tok career she can’t even get off the ground, what does she know?”

“She knows where makeout point is apparently…”

You roll your eyes, “Fuck makeout point. It doesn’t matter, Jason. I don’t care that no one ever took you, well no I care a little, it breaks my heart that no one ever took you. You’ve had to deal with bullying for decades at this shit hole and that makes me so mad.” You start to tear up and try to blink it away, “Do you know how great you are? I was so worried when I got here last year that I wouldn’t make any friends and there you were with that adorable smile to greet me. You were so nice, so welcoming. God I thought it might’ve been an act at first but you never stopped being kind, not even to those assholes who made fun of you to your face and said even worse things behind your back. You’re not pathetic, you’re not a loser, you’re so kind and funny. I love your dorky little jokes, I love how I can’t fight off my smile when you hit me with a pun. You’re like the embodiment of sunshine and nothing Demi ever says is gonna change my mind about that, okay?”

He stands there in silence taking it all in, your grip on his face has him unable to look away from you. He watches the tears rolling down your cheeks after your passionate speech. “You really think that about me?”

You nod, letting go of his chin and wiping away your tears. “Yeah, I do. I regret not saying it sooner because I feel like all you ever hear is this vitriolic shit from everyone else and-”

He interrupts you, “Can I take you to makeout point?”

Now it’s your turn to be shocked, you stumble over your words as your body heats up, “What?”

“I wanna take you to makeout point…if you’d like that…” He says shyly.

You couldn’t fight off your smile if you tried, “I would like that…what about my punishment though, John and Kathy are gonna flip their shit if I don’t get this done before lunch.”

“Well it’s a good thing you have an assistant, huh?” He smirks, picking up the plate he’d been cleaning before.

You smile, “I couldn’t ask for anyone better…”

The work goes by quickly with Jason by your side, the two of you fall into a comfortable rhythm. You listen to him tell stories from past years at camp and occasionally sing and dance along to the songs on the radio. Jason’s dorky dance moves make you laugh harder than you thought you would today. He always has a way of making things better.

Finally you’re putting away the last dish when Jason comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. He pulls you against his chest and settles his head on your shoulder. “You ready to go to makeout point with me?” He teases, his breath feels warm on your neck. You wish you could kiss him right here right now but you’ll let him have his fantasy.

“Mhm, you have me all excited. I feel like a teenager sneaking off at a party,” you laugh. Jason reaches around you and takes the plate from your hands, setting it on the pile for you. 

He turns you around, untying your apron for you. He pulls it off your body, removing your gloves next before throwing away the gloves and rehanging the apron. “Let’s get going before Kathy and John realize where we’ve gone.” 

You smile and take his hand, letting him lead you out the door. “Do you remember where it is?”

He moves like he’s on a mission, “Mhm, it’s not hard to find now that I know where to look. I know these woods like the back of my hand.”

“I like a man who knows his way around,” you tease.

“You must be obsessed with me then,” he laughs.

He leads you through the woods with ease, pointing out some pretty spots until you make your way to makeout point. It’s a small area off in the trees, a boulder sits as coverage for couples. You let him lead you behind the boulder, sitting next to him on the ground, your knees touching. “So this is it, huh?” He says, looking around the area. “Not that impressive.”

You chuckle, “I don’t think many people come here for the scenery.”

He cocks his head to the side like a confused puppy, “Oh really? Mind educating me on why they come here?” You watch as he smirks, feeling pretty proud of his line.

You stare at him wide eyed, your mouth agape. “Jason Hochberg, did you just flirt with me?”

His cheeks turn pink, “I…um, did you not like-”

You grab his chin and turn his face towards you, leaning over quickly and cutting him off with a kiss. Every ounce of restraint you’ve had this summer melts away as your lips melt against his. He’s slow to kiss you back, taking his sweet time to register what’s happening. You can tell he’s inexperienced and out of practice but that doesn’t make it any less enjoyable. He pulls away after awhile, resting his forehead against yours with a smile. “So you liked it?”

“Of course I liked it, you fucking dork.” You peck his lips playfully.

“You think you would’ve brought me here if we’d gone to camp together?” He asks. He pulls away from you and leans against the rock, spreading his legs.

You take that as a signal to slot yourself between his legs, leaning back into his chest, “Of course I would’ve. I bet you would’ve been all nervous and red, adorable…”

“I’ve gotten better at hiding my nervousness,” he mumbles. He wraps an arm around your chest, holding you against him. He leans his head forward and rests his chin on your shoulder. “I wanna kiss you again.”

You turn back around, sitting on your knees as you face him. “So kiss me then.”

He cups your face in his hands, taking a minute to admire your features, “You’re so pretty.”

Before you can try to respond he kisses you, he clearly took notes from the first kiss, it’s sweet. He kisses you like you’re his first love, and maybe you are. It doesn’t take long for you to deepen the kiss, your hand moving to his hip to push him back against the rock. Your other hand going up to tangle in his hair and pull him closer to you. He whines softly into your mouth and you run your tongue across his lower lip. He parts his lips, letting your tongue slip in. He’s never kissed like this before as he struggles to keep up, what he lacks in experience he makes up for in passion. You tug softly at his hair and smirk into the kiss at how he whimpers. His hands go to your hips, pulling you against him. You’re just about to roll your hips against his when you hear footsteps. You pull away from Jason with wide eyes, “Someone’s coming.” Now you really feel like a teenager sneaking around.

You and Jason work quickly to adjust each other's appearances to look more presentable. The sound of two voices becomes more and more audible.

“C’mon Mike this is the only chance we’ll get, I have to get back to my campers in like 30 minutes.” It’s Demi. You look at Jason with a smirk and he’s starting to crack a smile. 

“You wanna fuck with her?” You ask, leaning back in.

He nods and pulls you back in for another kiss, this time it’s more passionate and desperate. His fingers curl around the hem of your shirt, pulling you in closer against him. You tangle your fingers back in his hair, pulling harder to get him to make the sounds you love oh so much. He whines pathetically against your lips and you slip your tongue back in his mouth. His hips involuntarily buck up against yours and now it’s your turn to whine. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire. You almost forget what the plan was until you hear a loud gasp from behind you.

“Oh my god…” Demi exclaims from behind you.

You pull away from Jason, fingers still tangled in his hair as you turn to face her. “Sorry Demi, it’s occupied right now…” You tease.

“Why the hell aren’t you still doing dishes? Did you skip out to come out here with him?”

You smile up at her, “He helped me finish early actually…” Jason snorts at your innuendo. 

She groans in annoyance and frustration, gripping Mike's hand. “Whatever, it’s contaminated now. We’ll just use the rec room…” She starts walking off, pulling Mike along with her. She makes sure to shoot you a glare before disappearing into the woods.

You look back at Jason and burst into laughter, falling into him as you do. Once you compose yourself you lay back against his chest once again, draping his arm over your chest and playing with the bracelets on his wrist. “She’s such a bitch…” you mumble.

“I wouldn’t say that. She just…doesn’t like us…”

You can’t help but smile as he continues to try and see the positive in her. “You’re too good for Pineway, I’m packing you up in my suitcase and taking you home with me.”

He looks down at you with a smile, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Promise.”

“Pinky promise,” you giggle, linking your pinky with his.

“We should probably head back before John and Kathy get suspicious…”

You groan, holding his arm tight against you. “Do we have to? I think I have some more makeouts left.”

He chuckles, “We’ll sneak off again later, I won’t leave you high and dry.”

“Good boy…” You mumble, going to stand. He sits there with pink cheeks as you turn back around and offer your hand to help him up. He slings his arm around your waist as you start to walk back to camp. “So Hochberg, what's your review of makeout point now that you’ve gone?”

“Hm…I think I see the appeal now. I think we’re going to spend a lot of our free time here.”

You cock your eyebrow at him, “Oh are we now?”

“Mhm, I just decided that for us,” Jason retorts, pecking your cheek again.

“For once I won’t argue.”

Jason decides to bold and slip his hand into your back pocket. He leans into you, whispering in your ear, “Good girl.”

[fredhechingerdaily]

FRED HECHINGER as JASON HOCHBERG Hell Of A Summer (2025) // dir. Finn Wolfhard & Billy Bryk

[attaboyfred]

same jason, same

[bumblebeeswrite]

KILLER ROMANCE | JASON HOCHBERG | MASTERLIST

summary: a new summer at Camp Pineway. But this year will be different.

CW: THIS IS GONNA BE A DARK FIC, Y’ALL. 18+ AS FUCK. SMUT, MURDER, DRUGS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Taglist: @glassbxttless @yearsbecomingcool

CHAPTER 1 : SUMMER AT CAMP PINEWAY

CHAPTER 2 : INTENTIONAL ENCOUNTERS

CHAPTER 3 : DISCONTENT

CHAPTER 4 : ‘MISUNDERSTANDING’

CHAPTER 5 : WHISPERS

CHAPTER 6 : ACCIDENT

CHAPTER 7 : TESTING THE WATERS

CHAPTER 8 : SHARED SECRET

CHAPTER 9 : TOGETHERNESS

CHAPTER 10 : SHARED ACT

CHAPTER 11 : FALLING

CHAPTER 12 : TASTE FOR IT

CHAPTER 13 : LOOSE ENDS

CHAPTER 14 : FINAL ACT

CHAPTER 15 : RECKONING

[pozimek]

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Jason NSFW Alphabet

I really got excited when I first saw the trailer for Hell of a Summer because I LOVE a loser boy and I love having a new one to obsess over 🤭 tbh I wasn’t even sure who Fred Hechinger was, I had never seen anything with him in it before, but omg since seeing him for the first time in this trailer I’ve watched so many new things and I can’t wait to expand more on Jason and his other characters 🥰

A- Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He needs a little aftercare himself as soon as you’re finished, but you’ve gotten into the habit of helping each other afterwards. He really puts his all into sex, and by the time you’re finished he’s laying over you breathless and sweating, panting while he’s still inside you just because it was so overwhelming but so, so good. He just needs a few minutes to recollect himself and all you have to do is lay there and hold him while he comes down from his high. As soon as he gets his energy back he’ll help sit you up and clean you off, and he’ll grab you a new change of clothes and some water. He’s very attentive, wether he was putting in most of the work or not.

B- Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

He doesn’t necessarily have a favorite part of himself, but you always mention how much you love his hands. They’re rough and calloused, but still so gentle, and they fit so perfectly into yours. He loves being able to get his hands on you, and he adores hearing all the sounds you make when his fingers are slowly moving between your legs. You have to remind him that he’s allowed to be rough with you, but his gentleness makes it so much sweeter.

He’s not sure if this qualifies but he loves your hips. He loves watching them sway when you walk, he loves getting to hold onto them to guide you back into him, and whenever you’re snuggling afterwards he can’t help but wrap his arms around you tight and run his hands all along your curves. Though they always linger just a bit longer once he reaches your hips.

C- Cum (anything to do with cum)

He almost always gets full body spasms whenever he cums. His head tilts back, eyes clenched tight, his chest heaving as his arms and legs start to give out and shake and you can feel his body tremble ever so slightly as his hips buck up into the air. It’s so cute to see how red his face gets and to hear the quiet whimpers lie legs out as he comes down from his high.

D- Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He prefers to be a little more submissive in bed, but he LOVES when you beg him to make you cum. Something about knowing he has control over the pleasure your body feels gives him a rush of adrenaline like nothing else ever has. He’ll thrust a bit faster, he’ll grip onto you tighter, and sometimes he gets a little ahead of himself and asks if you want to go another round without even realizing how drained he is from the constant energy exertion.

E- Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Almost none. He’s kissed girls before, but it’s never been past just a basic kiss, everything else is very new to him and he doesn’t mind learning just as long as you don’t mind teaching. He has a somewhat basic knowledge of sex, but he also knows that porn is different than actually doing it.

F- Favorite position (pretty self explanatory)

He loves getting to watch when you ride him. He’ll hold onto your thighs, bucking his hips up into you to match your pace, waiting for that moment to come where you just can’t take it anymore and start bouncing faster and faster. He really loves how much it feels like you need him so desperately, especially when your nails start digging into his chest.

G- Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?)

He tries to be serious about it due to his anxiety, but a few giggles slip out every once in a while, mainly due to his inexperience. He knows that you’re never laughing at him, and sometimes it helps make him feel more comfortable to know that even when he ‘messes up’ it doesn’t turn you away.

H- Hair (how well groomed are they?)

He’s naturally a pretty hairy guy, but that’s the only area other than his facial hair that he pays attention to. He tries to keep it short, not buzzed but not too overgrown. He’s got a very childish personality so he usually keeps his body hair a little unkempt to make him look more his age.

I- Intimacy (how romantic are they in the moment?)

It’s almost a 50/50 of romantic and awkward with him. He gets so caught up in the moment that his filters turn off and he’ll say whatever comes to mind, all that’s floating through his head is you and how he can make you feel good. He really does try to make it feel romantic, sometimes he just needs a little help.

J- Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Even after you’re together, he still feels a little but of guilt whenever he jerks off to pictures of you, or even just the thought of you making the sounds of the girls on his computer screen. He goes back to the mindset of whenever he did it before you were together, and the embarrassment he would’ve felt if you’d ever caught him, but knowing that there’s a possibility of getting caught turns him on more.

K- Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise

He likes hearing how good he’s doing, especially if it’s something new to him. He’s a very good listener and always tries so hard to make you feel as good as possible. Hearing you praise him is just more motivation to keep going and trying new things.

Overstimulation

It’s not something he likes to dive into all the time, but if it’s been a while he wants you to take as much of him as you can. He’ll insist you keep going until he can’t anymore, and although sometimes he pushes himself a little too far, you always take care of him afterwards.

Compersion

He is obsessed with the fact that he’s able to bring you so much pleasure. Hearing the noises he pulls from you, feeling your body tremble beneath his hands, getting your praise and being able to see just how good he’s making you feel is enough to get him off. He won’t even have to touch himself, all it takes is the friction from grinding into the mattress and he’ll make a mess of himself.

L- Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s not really comfortable just yet doing it anywhere other than a bed, but he’s open to trying out new places. He’s found that he enjoys doing it on other peoples beds more than your own, and you’ve tried talking him into doing it in a car or on the beach by the lake late at night but he gets too nervous at the thought of getting caught to do it just yet. He likes the rush, but there have been too many close calls for him to be completely comfortable with it.

M- Motivation (what turns them on)

Nothing. He loves watching you do nothing. Sitting at the end of the pier with your arms propping you up as you watch the sun set, the golden glow framing your face so beautifully. Reading in bed with your hair tied back and your jammie’s on, all comfortable and cozy. Just seeing how you manage to always look so beautiful doing most mundane things makes his heart race.

N- No (something they wouldn’t do)

There’s quite a lot he wouldn’t do, but at the moment it’s really only due to his lack of experience. He knows for certain he wouldn’t want to share you, he’d get too insecure with the thought of another person touching you, but he’s got no issue with learning how to use toys on you. He’s also still figuring out all his likes and dislikes when it comes to sex, so he doesn’t want to delve into anything too rough just yet. He’s still getting used to vanilla sex so you have to let him get comfortable with it before trying anything too out of the norm for him.

O- Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He of course loves receiving, but he always prefers to give. He likes knowing how good he can make you feel, and he gets the perfect view of your body when he looks up at you from between your thighs. Feeling your fingers move through his hair as you tell him how good he’s doing only encourages him more, and he does quite a good job for someone so new to it. It always starts out with him figuring out where all your sensitive spots are, and it’ll end with them memorized while his hands are either tangled in yours or gripping onto your thighs.

P- Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He always starts out nice and slow, taking his time to get into a comfortable enough position before he picks up his pace. It’s rare when he gets rough but if he’s had a not so good day and just needs to release some of the pent up frustration you’re always willing to let him take it out on you. Other than that, he really loves letting every single moment longer for as long as he can. You make him feel so good he wants to make sure he can make it last for as long as possible.

Q- Quickie (their opinions on quickies)

It’s definitely something he’d be interested in trying. The thought of it is so exciting but he’s just scared of the of getting caught since you’re not really given a lot of time alone together. You may be able to convince him if you make sure there’s no chance of getting caught but they’re not really something that he would jump at.

R- Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not so much, but it’s not like he doesn’t try. Sex is all new to him, and it’s one of those things that he really has to get used to before he goes and tries anything that’s super new to him. If there’s something new that you want to try or that he wants to try you always make it known, but he’s not immediately going to be comfortable with getting rough and dirty if he’s not used to the gentle and intimate parts of sex. But all he wants is to make you feel good, so if it seems like you’re really enthusiastically about trying something new, that’s usually enough to convince him.

S- Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?)

He can usually only go for one round, but if you give him a little time and enough affection he’ll always consider going for another round. He’s only able to last a few minutes from being so sensitive, but he tries to push himself a little more every time. He wants to try and make it last as long as possible, so every now and then he’ll keep going until it hurts just too good.

T- Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or on themselves?)

He’s never owned any himself, his hand works just fine for him, but the thought definitely has crossed his mind. He’s comfortable enough being intimate with you to understand that if he finishes before you and can’t keep going then you’re going to need something to get you off. And he’s completely fine still giving you attention and affection while you’re using it. He’ll lay at your side and let his hands roam your body, kissing all along your neck, matching all the little noises you make into your ear because hearing how good you feel is enough to make him yearn for you again.

U- Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

He’s gotten quite good at teasing, especially since he knows that teasing you only makes you want him more. He’s quite good with his hands, they’re rough and calloused but so gentle on your curves, and he always likes to take his time and admire every little part of you. Sometimes he needs a little guidance, but he prefers having you tell him when to change what he’s doing rather than keep doing something you don’t like.

V- Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Jason is either a quiet whimpering mess or he’s moaning and groaning so loud you sometimes have to cover his mouth, no in between. He’s definitely more quiet in bed, he prefers to hear the sounds that come from you so he tries to keep his volume to a minimum, but the little noises he makes are so adorable you’ll try to pull them from him as much as possible. He usually gets loud whenever you’re on top, and it’s perfect for you because he likes having your hands on him, even when it’s coving his mouth to keep him quiet.

W- Wild card (random HC)

He feels so perverted when he does it, but it turns him on to watch you whenever you’re changing or in the shower. Whether you’re together or not, the thought of knowing that he could get caught admiring the way you treat your body sends a terrifying thrill through his veins. He knows he has the chance to touch you like he wants to, but being so secretive is what makes it so fun. He knows he’s not supposed to, and he knows that there will be consequences if he’s caught, but it’s the one thing that he’s willing to do no matter what happens to him. You’re just too beautiful to not watch.

X- X-Ray (what’s going on under the waistband 👀)

He’s ever so slightly above average, just a little more than 6 inches, and it’s such a perfect fit. He’s got a bit more girth so sometimes it takes a minute to settle into you, but he sinks in so agonizingly slow it gives you time to get your body fully adjusted to him. He’s VERY sensitive, and it never takes much teasing to get him hard. Usually all you have to do is rub him outside his jeans for a few moments until he’s rock hard, but he loves how much control you have over him.

Y- Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s not insanely high, but if you offer up just the idea of sex he’ll jump at it as fast as he can. Any time you want it, he’ll give it to you, just because he loves knowing how much you love the way he fits so perfectly with you. There are times where he’s a little reluctant to ask you for it, he doesn’t want to be the type of boyfriend that’s always asking for sex, but you’re just so pretty and watching you perform the smallest tasks turns him on.

Z- Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

He’ll get exhausted very quickly but the adrenaline will still be surging through him so he can stay up after for a decent while. He likes getting to hold you afterwards and there’s just something about pillow talk that he finds so soothing that he just wants to lay there with you and talk until you can’t anymore. The only time he’s ever fallen asleep after was if he went into already tired, but even that’ll take a little bit. Plus, he knows that aftercare is a must, so if he’s feeling tired he can only imagine how tired you’re feeling after taking it, so he’ll keep himself up until you’re fully taken care of just so you can fall asleep with no worries in the morning.

[bigr4ck]

first edit on this account!! (๑>ᴗ<๑)

i love claire and jason so much that i had to make an edit of them 😭❤️

[medievalharlot]

Make Up, Make Out 彡 Jason Hochberg x f!reader

Find my masterlist here!

Pairing: Jason x f!reader

Synopsis: After moving you got asked to be counselor at Pineway, unfornately you weren't really what Jason was expecting to stumble upon in the head counselor bunk..

Wordcount: 4,7k

Tags: Enemies to lovers, slight angst, comfort, fluff, reader is homesick, plot strays away from the movie (no killing here I want my boy to be happy at camp)

A/N: I have been wanting to write for Jason since forever. Unfortunately I STILL have not finished Hell Of a Summer because i have been busy but I couldn't help writing for him. Shoutout to @yearsbecomingcool for helping me with this idea! Jason might be a little ooc, but please enjoy!

Something about you annoyed him. Jason couldn’t put his finger on what it was, but you rubbed him the wrong way completely. The way you dressed, the way you talked and the way the kids seemed to prefer you over him. It was true that you had a certain charm to you that Jason did not have, and maybe that was what annoyed him so much. Even for him, it felt out of character to dislike someone this much. Especially at camp Pineway of all places. He never had an issue with any of the people here. The two of you just seemed to clash. Every team game turned into a competition between you. So far you had won every single game. You had defeated him at badminton, the yearly relay race, tug of war and countless games of dodgeball. The real problem here? The two of you were co head counselors..

This was going to be his year, Jason could feel it. John and Kathy had asked him specifically this year! Besides, even if he gave an emotional goodbye-speech last year, he couldn’t stay away from this place. Most of the people here he had already met, either as counselor or as campers. It truly felt incredible to be back. Claire, Demi, Ezra, he was happy to see some familiar faces. There were some new faces as well, but he was sure it was going to be fun. His summer’s at Pineway were some of his best memories. While everyone was getting to know each other and getting settled, Jason decided to head up to the bunk of John and Kathy.

“John, Kathy, where are thou.” He laughed as he knocked on the door. No reply, odd. Jason peeked his head around the door. “Here’s Jason-” He cut himself off when he saw you. You were leaning over the desk slightly, reading some notes they left behind. Jason didn’t remember ever seeing you at camp Pineway, he definitely would have remembered you. Why were you in the bunk of John and Kathy? First time counselors weren’t supposed to come here. You were tucking a hair behind your ear when you looked up at him. Jason glanced you up and down. He couldn’t deny you were quite attractive. You had stunning eyes, your hair sat effortlessly good, you were wearing a black and red flannel with jean shorts that seem to fit you just right. But the first thing he noticed about you now that he got a good look at you was the way you smiled, it radiated a certain positivity.

“You must be Jason, right?” You spoke and took a few steps forward. “I am Y/N.” With that same smile you offered him your hand to shake. He was about to ask why you were in the headbunk, but you already answered his question before he could ask it. “I will be your co head-counselor this year.”

A bit confused he shook your hand. “My co head-counselor?” He asked you as he watched you. “But you’re a first year?” It sounded a bit sassier than he wanted it to sound.

“Yeah?” You raised a brow as you crossed your arms. “But this isn’t my first rodeo, have been doing this since I was eighteen actually. I just happened to move here this year, and after talking to John and Kathy they asked if I wanted to help you with counseling this year.”

Jason took another good look at you, you were probably a bit younger than he was. John and Kathy asked you specifically to help him? That stung a little. He thought that they wanted him to finally be head-counselor. “Well do you know where they are right now?”

You shook your head. “On this note they said they had to run some errands and that they expect us to get the party started.” The sticky note was on the table between another pile of papers. Before he could read what it said you were already out of the bunk and making your way to the group of counselors that were waiting in the mess hall.

Jason followed behind you, taking a few big steps to be ahead of you. “I’ll handle this, I’ve known this group for a while.” He told you as he started fumbling with a few cards in his hands. With an amused smirk on your face you watched him with crossed arms.

It went about as well as you expected. Jason tried to do an awkward magic trick and nobody really seemd to listen to him. The attempt was sweet, but you liked cutting to the chase. “Okay so, hi new face here. I am Y/N and together with Jason I will be head counselor. this year I already have a few years of counseling under my belt at camp Twin Creeks but my parents moved here, so camp Pineway it is!”

Jason looked affronted when you interrupted him. Didn’t you see he was trying to do a thing here? This was his chance to set a good impression and you made him blow it! He got pulled out of his thoughts when you looked at him to continue the introduction. “Yes uh- John and Kathy will come later! So they asked me.” He then looked at you. “Us. To start the party for them!” Jason chuckled a bit.

You had already grabbed a plastic basket, always a step ahead. “You guys know the drill, phones in the basket.” The basket got passed around, a bunch of groans of discontempt filled the hall. “Give those fried dopamine receptors a rest! If I catch any of you with your phones, it’s mine.” You looked at the basket with phones as you sat down on the table.

“Let’s get fucked up!”

“Let's get effed up, but let's also remember, the camp has very strict policies against partying. So just no drinking, no smoking, and most importantly, no Game of Thrones spoilers.” Jason’s protests fell on deaf ears. It was just you, Jason and an awkward silence left in the hall.

You patted him on the back. He didn’t like that. “Losen up a little Jason, I rather know what they are drinking than them doing it behind my back. I won’t say no to a beer either.” With a jump you got off the table. “And Game of Thrones ended in like 2018? Don’t tell me you still haven’t finished it.” Before he could even reply you were already outside.

That day started a rivalry between the two of you. Every activity was a chance to show off and Jason did have quite the competitive streak. That night you two already managed to have a drinking competition. Jason had sworn he was not going to drink or break any rules but when you told him you would outdrink him, he was dead set on beating you. It ended with Jason falling asleep against Claire’s shoulder after he had one too many.

He never regretted anything more that morning. With a pounding headache and a dry throat he made his way to the mess hall. The rest of the counselors cheered him on when he walked in, making him smile a little. Jason planned on making ammends with you tho, he couldn’t keep behaving like this. But when he saw you making breakfast for the rest of the crew, something he always enjoyed doing, wearing his ‘kiss the cook’ apron those plans went out the window.

Softly groaning he sat down next to Claire somewhere in the front. She couldn’t help but laugh at the display. “I never thought I would live to see the day goody two shoes Jason Hochberg hungover at camp.” She offered him a glass of water.

“She challenged me!” Jason said defensively while he pointed at you. “She shouldn’t be head-counselor if she encourages people to break rules.”

Claire quickly shoved his arm down. “Don’t point at her, it’s rude.” She turned to her plate again, taking a bite of her toast. “I think she is nice. She helped me unpack last night after we brought you to bed.” Of course his best friend liked his new found rival. “And she makes a delicious fried egg, you got competition Jason.” She grinned while taking another bite.

Just as he was about to protest, you walked out of the kitchen with two plates. He watched you sit down and placing one of the plates infront of him. “I was surprised at how much a guy like you could drink in such a short amount of time.” You chuckled as you took a bite of your own food. “Eat, it’ll help. We need to go over the activites for next week.”

It had really set the tone for the rest of the camp. Jason was always bickering with you and Claire was trying to mediate between the two of you. When the campers arrived the rivalry continued. Who could gather the most firewood first, who’s assigned group could clean up faster, who could finish the dishes faster. Every activity was a competition, and damn you were good at everything. He truly found you a stuck up perfectionist that is always showing off and you found Jason an awkward wimp that couldn’t read the room. Like House Lannister and House Stark, as Jason would put it, the two of you clashed.

He disliked your bratty remarks, your smart ideas, the way a room lit up when you smiled, your beautiful hair and the way that even despite all of it you made the heat rise to his cheeks. It made him even more frustrated. A girl like you would never give him a chance.

But you had wanted to give him a chance. The first thing you noticed about him was his dorky smile that unfortunately dropped as soon as he saw you. You hated to admit that you thought he was cute. His attitude towards you when you first met hurt. It hurt even more to see him behaving so warm towards everyone, but so doubting and cold towards you. Why did he have to question everything you did as if you haven’t been doing this since you were eighteen? Of course you were going to give him snide remarks if he kept doing that.

Ezra was the only one that saw right through the two of you. He called you ‘The real life straight version of Elphaba and Galinda’. Whenever he brought up the topic it was the only time you and Jason agreed. You two loathed each other, and would continue to do so..

After a few days, John and Kathy finally called in. Apparently they had some mold and water issues at their new home that was going to take the summer to fix. So it was just you and Jason running the camp. You almost regretted going. Even before you got here you missed your home and your friends. You had hoped that Camp Pineway would cure your homesickness but your rivalry with Jason only made it worse. He was supposed to be your buddy yet he acted like you spat in his coffee each morning.

Now the two of you were also in charge of a bunch of kids and you were running out of supplies. Jason wasn’t sure what to do, John and Kathy usually ran the errands. Claire insisted that it would be fine if the two of you went to the store, she and the other camp counselors had got it covered. Jason knew the way to the storeand you knew what to get. She had also secretly hoped that without the campers and the other counselors around the two of you would make up.

Jason had already taken the drivers seat in the worn down truck, not that you wanted to drive that scrap of metal anyway. With a hard swing you loudly closed the door.

“It’s going to break like that you know, old Betty has seen many Pineway years and it would be a shame to break in on your first year.” Jason had to start the car a few times before it started, the soft rumbling of the motor alerting everyone you were leaving.

“Sorry, not everyone has an emotional attachment to a piece of metal. Are you going to kiss and caress it too like those other weird car freaks?” You retorted and crossed your arms as he drove away from the camp.

“I am not a car freak.”

“You are into Game of Thrones tho.”

“So are you?”

“That’s different.”

Jason frowned. “How is it any different from me?” He looked at you. Did you really just straight up call him weird? He knew you thought he was, it made him quite insecure, but he never thought you would say it like that. You were truly just another bully like at highschool.

“Because I read the books first, before watching the show.” It was almost in a teasing tone. You hated when people insisted they were a better fan for reading the books, but pissing Jason off was just too fun.

“How is that different?” He scoffed, eyes returning to the road. For a moment it was silent. “What is your favorite character then?” Jason eventually asked, it didn’t hurt to ask about something he liked. Besides, he was curious what kind of fan you were.

To you, it felt more like a trick question but there was no shame in answering truthfully. “Sansa Stark. Yours?” It was the first time you sounded genuinely interested in what he had to say. You were quite interested in what he thought about the show. Being a nerd and being into nerdy stuff had always been a big part of your personality, but thus far you had not found someone to talk to about your interests.

Jason nodded, he couldn’t really argue with your character choice. “Tyrion Lannister. He’s quite funny.”

“It has been a while since I watched tho.” You spoke, placing an elbow on the car door. “I used to watch it with one of my best friends.” There was a sadness to your voice.

“When did you move?” Jason turned his head for a moment to look at you. Even if he disliked you, he understood how it might make you feel sad.

“A few weeks before camp. It’s a wonder John and Kathy hired me, but apparently my previous co-counselors really sang my praises.”

Jason looked at the road again. He couldn’t lie, you were a good campleader. The kids really seemed to like you and you were always creative in your activity ideas. The scavenger hunt you set out was brilliant, both the campers and counselors really enjoyed it. At the campfire after the hunt nobody could seem to shut up about it.

Even the shy kids seemed to blossom whenever you connected with them. Jason noticed you sitting with one of the shy girl’s before while a group of boys was pulling him along to teach them how to use the bow and arrow, you were really taking the time for her. The next time he saw the girl she was laughing and smiling with another girl. He could really applaud your ability to make camp special for everyone. Too bad you were always sassmouthing him..

“Do you like it here?” Jason dared to ask.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” He could hear the lump in your throat. Did you really did not like it here? He regretted the way he acted towards you now, he hadn’t noticed you were feeling awful. The rest of the carride was silent. Not an awkward silence tho, it was comfortable to sit in. You watched the trees slowly turning into buildings again as you got closer to the store.

When you got back Claire was happy to see you hadn’t ripped each other’s heads off. It felt like the two of you had a truce. She watched as Jason helped you with the groceries, there was no witty remark or protest coming from you this time. Instead, you held the door to the mess hall open for him. Both of you didn’t say a thing as you helped each other, almost as if you didn’t want to acknowledge it.

She approached Jason after you stayed in the kitchen to start on dinner. He was setting the tables, passing around paper plates and plastic forks for the kids to eat from as soon as it was served. Claire sat down on one of the tables. “Did you two make out or something? You didn’t argue about who’s making dinner.” She grinned.

Jason looked up at her, still holding a pile of paper plates. “What? No, never!” He might have a little bit of empathy for your situation but he would never make out with you, you still called him weird inexplicitly. Besides, he didn’t have the guts to do that. “I think she doesn’t really like it here. When I asked she said it was fine but it didn’t really sound like it.” He admitted.

“Oh.. Well she covers it up really well then.”Claire raised her eyebrows. “Never seen someone put this much energy into something they did not like.” She watched Jason knit his brows, there was clearly something on his mind bothering him.

Jason sat down next to her with a sigh. “I just..” He started and then scratched the back of his neck. “I just feel bad about how I have been acting towards her. I mean she did call me weird-”

“You weren’t exactly mister perfect either, you basically doubted her ability to be counselor from the moment she got here Jason.” Claire interrupted him, reminding this whole ordeal wasn’t just one sided.

“I know I know.” He looked ahead for a moment. “I guess I was just a little dissapointed John and Kathy didn’t just pick me specifically to be counselor. Not that they made a bad decision to ask Y/N to join us. Don’t think I have ever seen the campers this excited, she really has a talent for this. It’s admirable.” Jason had a soft smile on his face as he thought about the way you sang to the kids at last night’s bonfire. “She probably expected to make new friends this summer and I acted like a total asshole.”

Claire watched as Jason burried his face into his hands with a groan. “Yeah you pretty much have been.” She chuckled and patted his back when he let out another groan. “But it’s never too late to make up?”

That night Jason couldn’t sleep. While staring at the ceiling he could not help thinking about you. He couldn’t believe he was really blinded by his own feelings to see how amazing you actually were. You had a real talent for counseling, you were extremely creative and your smile. Your lovely smile. He could feel his cheeks get red by the idea of you smiling at him, hugging him, kissing him. A warm feeling spread through his body at the thought.

His wandering mind got interrupted when he heard a soft knock on the door. The campers were supposed to be asleep a long while ago, so something had to be up. He quickly got off his bed and opened the door. The shy girl, her name was Taylor, stood infront of him in tears. Quickly he let her into his bunk.

As she sat on his bed she told him in tears that she felt sick. She couldn’t find your bunk or the bunk of the nurses so she went to his bunk instead. The bunk of head counselor was the only one that was yellow, easy to spot in the dark. Jason tried to calm her, but she only seemed to get more upset. He knew that you would be able to calm her down, so after he felt her forehead to confirm her fever he decided to take her to your bunk.

He had walked the road to your bunk several times before throughout the years, yet he couldn’t help but feel nervous. Your lights were already off so he was probably waking you up. Softly, he knocked on your door while shooting a weak smile at Taylor. You opened the door quite quickly to his surprise. So you had been awake.

“Jason? What’s wrong?” You asked but he could hear your broken voice. Had you been crying? “Taylor are you alright sweetheart?” Before Jason could ask anything about it you led them into your bunk. You turned on the light, it was interesting to see how you decided to decorate your bunk. It was also suprisingly neat compared to his bunk. Jason’s was always a mess within days.

“She probably has a fever.” Jason turned to you. “I couldn’t get her to calm down, I thought maybe you could?” He whispered softly as he stood next to you. The sound of his voice so intimately in your ear sent shivers down your spine.

“Poor thing.” You brushed her hair from her burning forehead with your hand as you looked at Jason. He had already been looking at you the entire time with those dreamy blue eyes. It made you pause for a moment. The way he looked at you with genuine admiration and kindness made the feelings from the first day that you have been pushing away bubble right up again.

You shook your head, trying to collect your thoughts. “We should get her some medication, I think I have some Advil in my backpack.” You pointed at your bag on the chair. Taylor’s sobs got slightly harder so you decided to sit down with her on your bed. While Jason was getting the Advil you softly rubbed her back, asking her about her day as you tried to ease her mind.

As soon as she took the Advil you quietly took her back to her bunk trying to not wake up the rest of the kids. Jason watched you by the door as you sat by her bed, brushed your finger along her temple as you waited for her to fall asleep. It didn’t take long, the campers did have a busy day and without her fever and anxiety keeping her up she fell asleep quite fast. After waiting a little while you got up and walked to him.

“Can’t imagine what seven-year-old would have done if I got a fever at my first summer camp, poor girl.” You said as soon as the two of you got outside.

“Sorry I woke you up.” Jason felt like he had to apologize, even though he knew you weren’t sleeping. It was a first step in trying to make ammends.

“It’s fine.” You said, you hadn’t expected him to apologise. “I couldn’t really sleep anyway, crickets kept me up.” It was a lie, you had been up crying. You looked at the bonfire, it was still slowly dying out. “Might aswell enjoy the little bit of heat from the fire.” You stopped, waiting for him to also join you.

He did, he sat down next to you. Silently you watched the embers of the fire burn out as the night got chillier. You had forgat to bring a sweater so you tried to rub your arms warm. Jason noticed and he offered his zip-up hoodie, which you gladly took. The soft cotton still smelled like him, you softly snuggled into the fabric.

“I’m sorry for-” Jason broke the comfortable silence, not sure how to start. “I am sorry for acting like a douchebag. You’re a very capable counselor and I have been acting awfull towards you.” He started rambling, Jason never could quite tell when it was time to shut up.

“I haven’t been very nice to you either. I think I might be just as awkward and weird as you are.” You had your eyes stuck on the campfire as you were trying to avoid his gaze.. “Guess I just hadn’t expected you to question me, but I don’t blame you. It’s probably odd to share your position with a stranger without questioning their abilities to do said job.”

Jason frowned as he continued to look at you. “No, I mean it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin camp for you. I never want someone to feel out of place at Pineway of all places!” He made a grand gesture. It was clear he loved this place.

You pulled your knees to your chest, resting your head on top of them. “It’s not entirely your fault, Jason.” A sigh left your lip. “I have been feeling quite homesick. Yes Pineway is fun, but it’s not like home.” You sniffed as you could feel the tears stinging in your eyes.

Even in the dark Jason could notice the tears in your eyes, the hurt in your voice. He gently placed a hand on your shoulder. “You’ve been doing amazing tho, I have never seen a summer this full of activities. And you manage to do it without John and Kathy. That’s impressive. Don’t know how this year would have turned out without you here.” He gave your shoulder a squeeze.

His nice words only spurred on your tears. You placed your forehead against the top of your knees as you sobbed. “I am just so scared that nobody actually likes me here, even after camp. I don’t have any friends and my new room is so ugly too. They’ll never like me at my new school because I am a big loser after all.” All your worries came pouring out.

Jason watched you ramble on. Without hesitating he pulled you into a hug, resting his chin on top of your head. He held you close in silence, his warmth was comforting. It surprised you for a moment before you leaning your head against his chest as you softly cried. He surprised you even more when he placed a kiss on your head. “You’re way cooler than you think, and if they don’t see that at your new school they’re fools.” He muttered softly. You pulled away, looking him in the eye. Those beautifull blue eyes.

“I’m sorry did I go to far?-”

You couldn’t help but lean in and place your lips on his. With your hands holding onto his shirt you pulled him closer. His one hand was placed next to you on the bench, the other reaching to cup your cheek. He softly stroked it in a comforting manner with his thumb, wiping away your tears.

It was a perfect moment, yet twenty-four hours ago you would never have thought you would kiss Jason. Both of you were inexperienced but you didn’t really care. When you pulled away eventually you stared at each other for a moment.

“That was the first time someone kissed me.” Jason look down a bit embarassed before looking at you again.

“That was the first time I kissed someone too.” You admitted as well, feeling a little less ashamed knowing it was his first kiss too.

You stared at him for a moment longer before a ray of light hit the grass, had the two of you been sitting out here for so long that the sun was already rising? You grabbed his wrist to look at his watch, it was 5AM. It would take another three hours before the rest of the camp would wake up.

“I have always wanted to watch the sunrise.” You said as you leaned against his shoulder, hugging his arm.

Jason blushed slightly at your affectionate gesture. “Glad to scrape it off your camp bucketlist with you.” He placed his arm around your shoulders as he held you close, resting the side of his head on top of yours. He could care less about the teasing remarks he would get from Claire or the rest of the counselors about his little crush. Right now, he was here enjoying the sunset with the girl he turned out to not hate as much as he thought he would.

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Fred Hechinger as Jason Hochberg Hell of a Summer (2023)

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i stand with my cancelled wife (accused of murder)

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"Fred Hechinger is the heart of this throwback slasher."

via neonrated | 14/03/2025

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If you’re taking requests, can I ask for some early morning fluff with Jason? Love your writing btw!!

MORNING BIRDS | JASON HOCHBERG

summary: in the early hours of camp pineway, you and Jason share a moment.

word count: 2,565

CW fluff to the maxxxx, i'm in love with this man your honor. don't know if Jason has a sister, but he gives me big brother vibes so i went with it

thank you soo much for your kind words. i appreciate it soo much.

this one came to me so fast, the motivation is real after that call y'all

The crickets chirped their relentless song, a soundtrack to the quiet seclusion of Makeout Point. Technically, it wasn't called that at Camp Pineway, but the name, whispered among campers and acknowledged with knowing smirks by counselors, had stuck. It was a small clearing, slightly elevated and ringed by whispering pines, offering a perfect, moonlit view of the lake below. You sat on a worn wooden bench, Jason beside you, close enough to feel the faint warmth radiating from his arm. A half-empty bottle of lukewarm soda sat between you, the remnants of a shared, sugar-fueled buzz.

The night had started with the usual campfire stories down by the main fire pit, a mix of genuine spooky tales and the kind of exaggerated, slightly terrifying narratives that were a camp staple. Jason had told one about a camper who wandered into the woods and was never seen again, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine, even though you knew it was just a story. His delivery was perfect – quiet intensity, pauses timed just right. After the campfire, s'mores consumed and songs sung, everyone had scattered – some to their cabins, some seeking quieter corners of the camp for a bit of freedom before lights out. You and Jason, drawn by a shared desire for peace away from the lingering campfire smoke and boisterous energy, had found your way up the winding path to this secluded spot, the silence growing more comfortable with each step.

"It's… peaceful up here," you said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you. The moon was a like silver coin in the inky sky, its reflection shimmering on the distant water's surface. The lake looked serene and vast from this vantage point.

Jason leaned back against the bench's rough-hewn backrest, stretching his legs out. "Yeah. Peaceful's a good word for it. Back home, it's always… noisy. City sounds, people, even when you're inside." He glanced at you, a small smile playing on his lips. "This is a nice change. Sometimes I think I could just stay out here forever."

You hummed in agreement. "I know what you mean. My town's not huge, but it's never this quiet. You can always hear cars, or neighbors…" You hadn't known Jason particularly well before this summer. He was one of the older counselors, a bit quieter than the rest, but with a dry wit that you found yourself increasingly drawn to. There was a steadiness to him, a calm that was a welcome contrast to the chaos of camp life.

Time seemed to slip away as you talked. You discussed everything and nothing – your families, your plans for the future, funny camp stories, and shared memories of childhood summers. Jason told you about his younger sister, Lily, and how she was the "biggest drama queen you'd ever meet," his voice fond despite the teasing words. He described a particularly dramatic incident involving a school play and a misplaced prop, making you laugh until your sides hurt. You told him about your dream of traveling the world, starting with maybe backpacking through Europe. He listened with genuine interest, asking specific questions about where you'd go first and sharing a story about a disastrous family road trip that somehow ended up being one of his favorite memories. He even admitted, his voice softer, that he sometimes felt unsure about his own future plans, a vulnerability that surprised you and made you feel closer to him. The distant sounds of the camp faded entirely, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the rhythmic chirping of the crickets, creating a bubble just for the two of you.

The soda was long gone, the bottle rolling slightly on the bench between you. The night air grew cooler, raising goosebumps on your arms, when you realized how late it had gotten. The moon was higher now, casting long, distorted shadows across the clearing, making the familiar pines look like watchful figures.

"We should probably head back," you said, the words reluctant, accompanied by a yawn you couldn't suppress. "Lights out was… hours ago."

Jason glanced towards the path leading back down, then back at you, his gaze lingering for a moment, searching your face in the dim light. "Yeah, probably," he agreed, but his tone lacked conviction. He shifted slightly on the bench. "Unless… you want to stay a little longer? We could try and spot some constellations. I think I can still find Orion from here." There was a hint of something hopeful in his voice, a hesitant curiosity that made your heart skip a beat.

You hesitated, chewing on your lower lip. You knew you should go back. Curfew was… well, curfew was a suggestion at best for counselors, but there were still expectations, rounds to potentially check. Getting caught out here could mean trouble. But the thought of leaving this quiet intimacy, this bubble of shared thoughts and easy silence overlooking the sleeping camp and the moonlit lake, felt like breaking a spell. The connection felt too real to cut short.

"Okay," you breathed out. "Just a little longer. Show me Orion."

Jason's smile widened, reaching his eyes this time. "Deal."

The "little longer" stretched into a full-blown all-nighter, spent entirely in the secluded haven of Makeout Point. Jason pointed out constellations, his finger tracing patterns against the velvet sky. You talked more, the conversation meandering into deeper territory – fears, hopes, silly 'what ifs'. At one point, the sharp snap of a twig nearby made both of you jump, freezing like startled deer. You held your breath, listening intently, imagining John or Kathy doing a late-night patrol. After a tense minute of silence, punctuated only by your own heartbeats, a small raccoon ambled out from the bushes, blinked at you both, and scurried away. You both let out shaky laughs, the shared moment of minor panic dissolving the remaining distance between you. You watched the stars shift across the vast canvas above, the sky slowly lightening from a deep, velvety blue through shades of indigo and violet to a pale, washed-out grey. The conversation ebbed and flowed, punctuated by comfortable silences that felt just as meaningful as the words, and the occasional shared laugh that seemed loud in the pre-dawn stillness. Jason had a habit of tilting his head when he was really listening, his brow furrowed slightly in concentration, and you found yourself increasingly fascinated by the small details of his face – the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, the faint scar on his chin, illuminated now by the approaching dawn.

As the first hint of sunrise painted the eastern horizon, a sliver of pale pink bleeding into the darkness over the distant hills, a different kind of quiet settled over the clearing. It was the hush of anticipation, the stillness before the world woke up, heavy with unspoken feelings. You shivered, the morning chill finally penetrating your tired limbs and the thin fabric of your shirt.

Jason noticed immediately, shrugging off his worn fleece vest without a word and draping it over your shoulders. It was warm from his body heat and smelled faintly of woodsmoke, pine needles, and something indefinably… him. You pulled it tighter around yourself, inhaling the scent, a blush creeping up your neck despite the chill.

"Thanks," you mumbled, avoiding his gaze by looking out over the lake, now catching the first rosy reflections of the dawn. The water looked like liquid glass, perfectly still.

He just nodded, his eyes following your gaze to the horizon. He stuffed his hands into his pockets. "We should probably get some food," he said, after a moment, his voice slightly rough from hours of talking and the cool air. "Before anyone else is up and asks questions we don't want to answer."

The walk down the path felt different in the dim morning light, the familiar trail transformed into something new, charged with the energy of the night you'd shared. You walked side-by-side, not touching, but acutely aware of each other. The mess hall was eerily silent when you and Jason slipped inside through a side door he knew was often left unlocked. The long rows of tables were empty, chairs neatly stacked, the only sound the faint hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Mrs. Peterson, the camp cook, wasn't due in for another hour, which meant…

"We're on our own," Jason said, turning to you with a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Think Mrs. P keeps any secret stashes?" He headed straight for the kitchen doors, pushing them open with a soft whoosh, and you followed, a sense of giddy, sleep-deprived adventure bubbling up inside you despite your exhaustion.

The kitchen was a wonderland of early morning possibilities – stainless steel counters gleaming faintly, oversized pots hanging from racks. Jason, surprisingly, seemed to know his way around. He navigated past the industrial ovens and mixers, opening cupboards with confidence. He pulled out a carton of milk, a box of cereal (something sugary and forbidden, the kind that was definitely not on the camp breakfast menu – Lucky Charms, maybe?), and located a couple of mismatched mugs in a drying rack.

"Breakfast of champions," he declared, pouring the cereal into the mugs with a flourish that sent a few colorful marshmallows scattering onto the counter. "Or, you know, survivors of an all-nighter."

You laughed, leaning against the cool stainless-steel counter as you watched him pour the milk. "Definitely survivors." There was something incredibly domestic, and incredibly intimate, about this – the two of you, alone in the quiet heart of the sleeping camp, sharing a secret breakfast after a night spent talking under the stars. It felt stolen and special.

The cereal was devoured quickly, standing at the counter, the sugary milk leaving a sticky residue on your fingers. The silence wasn't awkward, just filled with the small sounds of eating and the lingering closeness from the night. You washed the mugs in the big, industrial sink, the sound of running water echoing slightly in the empty hall.

"So," Jason said, leaning against the counter beside you, his shoulder brushing yours lightly, sending a little jolt through you. "What now?" He looked tired, dark circles under his eyes, but his gaze was warm.

You stifled a yawn, the adrenaline fading into bone-deep tiredness. Your eyes felt gritty. "Now… I think I need sleep. A lot of sleep. Before the campers wake up and demand energy I don't have."

"Me too," he admitted, rubbing his eyes. "My cabin's not too far from here…" He trailed off, looking down at his hands for a second before meeting your eyes again. The implication hung in the air, clear and inviting, yet hesitant.

Your heart did a little flutter-kick, a nervous energy mixing with the exhaustion. You knew you shouldn't. You really shouldn't. Sharing a secret breakfast was one thing, sneaking into the kitchen felt like a minor infraction. Going back to his cabin felt like crossing a different line entirely. What would people think if they saw you leaving? What did he think? But the thought of ending the night – the morning – just yet… it was too much to bear. The connection forged in the quiet hours at Makeout Point, strengthened by the shared adventure, felt too strong, too promising, to simply walk away from now. You wanted more time, even if it was just sleeping in the same room.

"Okay," you said, the word barely a whisper, but loud enough in the stillness. His answering smile was small, but genuine relief washed over his features.

Jason's cabin was small and cluttered, but it had a certain lived-in charm that felt authentic to him. A pile of books sat precariously on a small table next to a battered armchair, titles ranging from sci-fi novels to poetry collections. A half-finished charcoal sketch of the lake lay on another surface, showing surprising talent. And a worn-out sleeping bag was spread neatly on the floor, looking surprisingly inviting.

"It's not much," he said, gesturing around the room with a slightly self-conscious air, running a hand through his already messy hair. "And usually cleaner, I swear. But it's… home for the summer."

You didn't say anything, just stepped inside, taking it all in. The air was warm and slightly stuffy, but it smelled like… Jason. Like woodsmoke and old paper from his books, charcoal from his sketch, and something sweet, like the sugary cereal you'd just shared. "I like your drawing," you offered quietly, pointing to the sketch.

He glanced at it, a faint flush rising on his neck. "Oh, uh, thanks. Just messing around." He watched you, his expression unreadable in the dim light filtering through the small window. Then, he gestured decisively to the bunk "You can… have that. Seriously. I'll take the… chair." It was a simple wooden chair, looking far less comfortable than the bunk.

You hesitated, looking from the bunk to the chair, then back at him. "Are you sure? That chair looks like torture after being up all night. We could… share?" The suggestion hung in the air, bolder than you intended.

He looked surprised for a second, then shook his head, a small, genuine smile playing on his lips. "I'm sure. Wouldn't be much of a gentleman otherwise, right? Besides," he added, his voice dropping a little, becoming softer, more intimate, "I want to make sure you're comfortable. Get some proper rest."

You didn't argue further, sensing his quiet insistence. You were too tired, too overwhelmed by the emotions stirred during the long night, and too… drawn to him and the unexpected sweetness of his gesture. You settled onto the bunk the worn fabric surprisingly soft against your skin. It felt strangely right, being here, cocooned in his space.

Jason sat in the chair, leaning back and closing his eyes almost immediately. The early morning light cast his face in soft shadows. He looked… peaceful. Content. And you realized, with a jolt, that you felt the same way, a quiet sense of belonging settling over you, chasing away the last dregs of worry about breaking rules.

Sleep came quickly, pulling you down into a deep, dreamless slumber born of exhaustion and a surprising sense of security. You woke up hours later to the sound of someone shifting. Jason was still in the chair, blinking himself awake, stretching stiffly. He looked… younger, somehow, in the brighter daylight filtering in, all the quiet intensity of his waking hours softened into a peaceful vulnerability. He caught you watching him and offered a sleepy, slightly crooked smile.

You smiled back, a warmth spreading through you that had nothing to do with the stuffy cabin air. You knew, with a certainty that settled deep in your bones, that this wasn't just a camp fling, not just the result of a sleepless night fueled by sugar and proximity. This felt like something… more. Something real, sparked in the quiet darkness of Makeout Point, tested by a near-miss with a raccoon, and cemented by shared cereal and quiet understanding in the dawn.

And as you eventually drifted back to sleep for a little longer, the image of Jason's sleepy smile imprinted on your mind, you couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation. The all-nighter overlooking the lake had definitely been just the beginning.

[willfreakbyers]

Omg guys, why is this hell of a summer core🤭🤭 (i haven't seen the movie yet)

Oh no I hope scary killer Finn wolfhard doesn't get me/j

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Jason SFW Alphabet

I love this loser with all my heart and I can’t wait to post more content for him 🤭 it’s been a while since i’ve found a nice boy to obsess over 😂

A- Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they like to show affection?)

VERY affectionate, though he gets nervous when showing you too much affection because he doesn’t want to overwhelm you. He loves physical touch, any time he can hug you or hold your hand or just be close to you is enough to make him happy. You always remind him that you like how affectionate he is, and he doesn’t have to tone it down whenever you’re out, but he still will try to keep being overly affectionate to a minimum. For him, it’s just an excuse to do it more when you’re finally alone.

B- Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He would definitely be the kind of friend that would make it very hard to conceal his crush on you. He’d always be a little nervous or fidgety when you’re alone together, he’d get caught up in his own words and stutter, but he’d always treat you so much better than anyone ever has. He’d always want to be around you just to spend time with you and hear your voice. If you ever did bring up how obvious his crush was, he’d try (badly) to convince you that he has no idea what you’re talking about.

C- Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Jason absolutely loves getting to cuddle, especially when he’s able to be held close to you. Of course he’ll never say no to holding you but he loves the intimate feeling of being held by someone. You make him feel safe and secure when you rest your head on top of his and gently move your fingers through his hair. He also loves it whenever you accidentally fall asleep with one another or just lose track of time because you’re so consumed in the moment.

D- Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, etc.)

Absolutely. He loves being able to do all the domestics with you, going grocery shopping, cleaning the house together, laying in bed together after a long day and staying up talking late into the night. He’s not the best at cooking, but he tries. Most of the time it’ll end up with you having to help him, but it turns into more fun when you get to do it together.

E- Ending (If they had to break up with their partner how would they do it?)

Politely declining this one 💋 (as always)

F- Fiancé (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He wouldn’t stop thinking about your wedding day from the moment he met you. He was instantly smitten by you, and he’d do whatever it takes to make sure that he could make you happy. You’d have a long talk about your future after the first few months together just to make sure you had the same priorities when it came to your relationship, and he wouldn’t actually propose until you were in a comfortable spot, but he’d dream of that day for as long as he can remember.

G- Gentle (How gentle are they? Both physically and emotionally)

He’s always been a very gentle person, and it shows every time he touches you. He doesn’t squeeze you too hard when he hugs you because he doesn’t want to cause you any discomfort, he always holds your hand very carefully like you’ll break if his grip is too tight, and emotionally he’s trying to get better at being a little less gentle. He’s a smart boy, just a little naive sometimes.

H- Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

LOVES hugs. He’s a very affectionate person, so most of the time when you’re around him, whether it’s in public or private, he’ll always ask for a hug. As long as there’s a chance he gets to have his arms around you, he doesn’t care. He’s also the kind of guy who’s always warm, like your own personal heater, so his hugs are always so soft and warm and comforting.

I- I Love You (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a little bit, but he was so scared to actually say it. He’d thought about it so many times, but he didn’t want to risk saying it too early, so it took a few months but it felt like such a perfect time. By that point he was confident that your relationship was going to be long term and he figured you should know exactly how he feels about you.

J- Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He doesn’t get jealous, more so insecure. Jason knows he’s not exactly every girls dream guy, and he’s so happy to have found you and be the one that you want to be with, but when he sees you talking to other guys for longer than normal he can’t help the thoughts that pop up in the back of his mind. It usually takes a bit of reassurance that you still love him and only want him, and you never mind getting a chance to tell him how wonderful you think he is.

K- Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Whenever he kisses you it always starts out gentle and soft, like somehow he’s still nervous to do it. Once you hold him close he’ll wrap his arms around you and ease into it, it just takes a little push sometimes.

He loves kissing your temples when he holds you tight into his chest. He’s always so grateful to have you in his life and he always feels so comforted when you kiss him there so it only feels fair to do the same for you whenever you hug him.

He loves when you pull him in close and kiss his cheeks, especially if a little bit of your lipgloss gets left behind after. It’s almost like a trophy for him, and he’ll gladly walk around with it on display for everyone to see.

L- Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

He’s so good with kids it’s scary how drastic the change is from how he acts around people his age. Jason is always able to make all the kids he watches over feel included in everything, he knows exactly what to say to help when one of his campers is feeling homesick, and at the end of every summer he gets a little emotional saying goodbye. He always has so much fun getting to enjoy nature and all the things that make him happy and show them just how fun it can be to connect with the outside world.

M- Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s definitely more of a morning person, he doesn’t sleep in past 8:30 on a bad day, but every now and then you’re able to convince him to stay up a little later with you. He loves being able to watch the sunrise and enjoy how quiet and peaceful it is so early in the morning. He always wakes up before you but he’ll never leave without letting you know he’s leaving. He wouldn’t want you to wake up and see he’s not there.

N- Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights can be pretty quiet with him, but if you get him in the right mood he’ll be up for staying up with you just a little longer but it’s never more than an extra hour. He gets too excited over the thought of getting to fall asleep with you that he wants to make it happen as quick as possible.

O- Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or do they open up slowly?)

He’d open up pretty slowly at first, but it would only take a few weeks until he felt comfortable enough to really start revealing some deeper things. He’s still anxious as he learns relationship dynamics but he’s not completely clueless. He knows communication is the most important thing so he tries his best to always be open and honest with you. But he’s also a terrible liar so it’s impossible for him to hide when he’s upset or bothered by something.

P- Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Not very. He’s always so optimistic and happy so sometimes it’s a little difficult for him to get upset, but he’s a terrible liar so it’s easy to pick up on when you’re around him. He’ll still try to be his normal self but once you sit down with him and get him to open up about it, he always feels 100 times better. Whenever he’s able to talk about his problems with you it makes that weight lift off of his shoulders so easily.

Q- Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they mention every little detail in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

He has a pretty decent memory and will show that he can remember all the little details about you whenever he can. If he goes out to explore one of the hiking trails he likes and spots some flowers that are your favorite color he’ll pick a few and bring them back for you. He also knows that sometimes you’ll wake up later than him since he’s such a morning person, so he’ll make sure to try and be back before you wake up so he can wake you up with whatever coffee or tea you like so you can enjoy the morning together. He always wants to show you that he loves and cares for you, and he does a damn good job of it.

R- Remember (What is their favorite moment of your relationship?)

His favorite moment of your relationship happened before you ever went on your first date. You’d been friendly with each other at camp for a while, helping each other out with your campers when you needed it, and he caught himself slowly falling for you after every day that had passed. The day he finally sat with you and explained why sometimes he can’t help getting a little flustered around you because you’re just so pretty was one of the most terrifying things he’s ever had to do, but he was so relieved when you reciprocated his feelings. He got a small confidence boost and it was enough to make him want to officially ask you you and the rest is history.

S- Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s not overly protective, he knows that you don’t need him to fight your battles for you, but every now and then he wishes he could be the type of boyfriend that was able to keep you safe with him all the time but even he knows that he doesn’t have what it takes. You know the one area where he’s able to keep you safe is whenever you’re walking along one of the off the map trails he’s made for himself, and he does a very good job making sure you’re safe with him. Helping you across rivers and streams so you don’t have to worry about falling in, guiding you around poisonous plants whenever he spots them, and he’s got such a good memory you know that if you forget the map he can get you back with no issues.

T- Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He tries so hard to make sure he’s a good boyfriend to you, and though it’s still very new to him he does a very good job at showing you how much he cares just by trying. He’ll plan dates, bring you flowers, and he does his best to figure out your love language so that he’s able to show you that he really wants things to work out. He loves you and will do anything to keep you happy.

U- Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He tends to overthink a lot of things, and his anxiety does get the best of him every now and then when this happens, but if you give him some time to clear his head he’ll be back to normal like nothing. His naivety will sometimes mask how others treat him, but he doesn’t really see this as much of a setback. He’s always so positive and optimistic so for the most part he can brush off the comments from others like it’s nothing but you will catch him sometimes sitting there and thinking after he realizes that someone’s said something to him that he definitely misinterpreted.

V- Vanity (How concerned are they with their appearance?)

Not very. He doesn’t like to be completely filthy, but being dirty doesn’t bother him all too much. He’ll grow his hair out a little longer and keep his facial hair at a decent length but that’s only really because he has a baby face and wants to at least try and look his age. As long as he’s comfortable he doesn’t really put much thought into his appearance, he knows that he’ll probably end up dirty by nightfall whenever he’s at the camp so he never really pays any mind to it.

W- Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Absolutely. You make him feel so secure with himself, and whenever he’s faced with difficult situations he can always hear your voice telling him it’ll be ok. You’re someone that brings him so much happiness that he doesn’t want to remember what life was like before you.

X- Xtra (A random headcanon for them)

He’s definitely a romantic, and he loves showing you how much he loves and cares for you. He’ll always bring you little bouquets of wildflowers when he goes on his walks along the forest trails because they were too pretty to not bring back to you. He’ll go out of his way to do tasks he knows you don’t love doing just to take a little more weight off of your shoulders. He’ll constantly shower you with compliments because he truly can’t believe just how beautiful you always are. He loves getting to plan dates and sometimes he’ll ruin your surprise date nights because he’s just too excited to take you out.

Y- Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He wouldn’t want someone that’s too absorbed in themselves and worries too much about how others think of them. zits perfectly fine to have standards for yourself, but if you go around trying to please others instead of just being yourself he wouldn’t want to always surround himself with those kinds of people. He likes seeing people be their authentic selves, and if it feels like you’re trying too hard to make people like the person you’re not, he gets turned away. Even with his endless optimism.

Z- Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He’s an unconscious cuddler. It’s never something that bothers you, but every now and then you’ll wake up in the middle of the night with him laying nearly on top of you and his arms holding you tight when you distinctly remember him falling asleep on his side of the bed. He always apologizes in the morning and you have to remind him that there’s no reason to apologize, you’ll never say no to a snuggle.

[kanejscorner]

HES SO SILLY :(((