#nepjake

[sacrificialcatblood]

JAKENEP JAKENEP JAKENEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[wizardsgallery]

jakenep stimboard for @jennie-jitterbug :3

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[ineptlydrawnnep]

Day 100

Ship: Nepeta x Jake

Ship Song: 'Oh Millie' from the show Helluva Boss

A classic, Boy-Meets-Girl, Girl-Impresses-Boy, Boy-Falls-Madly-In-Love trope.

I like to imagine for this that Nepeta meets Jake while he's still in his island, alone. He was scared because he's noticed something had been taking on the tougher lusi of his home, stuff even he hasn't had the gall to kill. After some investigating, he finds Nepeta holed in a cave (perhaps through Gamzee time shenanigans, she was trapped there?), offers her to stay with him, and the two start hitting it off immediately.

His feelings start as a one-sided infatuation that annoys his friends and brings, unfortunately, Nepeta into the crush drama as well.

Dirk and Jane are highly suspicious of her (maybe even a little judgemental); the usual angsty arcs ensue.

Nepeta is no dummy and catches on to everything having to do with the situation immediately. Slowly, she's able to integrate herself into the group and soothe hurt feelings (Rogue of Heart?). She befriends Jane with Roxy's help. She has a harder time with Dirk because he keeps running away from the situation, but through Hal (who has been guilting him for disliking someone who didn't do anything to spite him, she just came to be), he starts letting go of his pity party and unexpectedly, some nights, lets her in for some wholesome deep discussions about identity.

Throughout this, Jake naively brushed off his friends' attitude changes at first, focusing more on his pursuit of Nepeta, but she is very frank with him about how he should learn to read the room, and that they shouldn't 'date' until things were cleared up. He's avoidant at first, scared about how he's been perceived by everyone, but he comes around and asks Nepeta for help with talking to everyone again.

Stuff gets resolved easier and faster through their years, waiting for the other players to arrive. Nepeta and Jake go full redrom together.

✌️

[neptune-io]

nepjak

NOOOO STOP HARASSING ME

THIS IS NOT ME

[gallowstherapist]

:33 < fur the rawr-quests ac would a-pur-iciate some NepJake art..

I have never met a single NepJake shipper before so consider yourself the first and only one.

[dartty]

He then spends the next few hours telling her about everything he likes, while she listens happily.

Present for

Wow you're all kinds of cool! I hope you like, you have good tastes in ships yesss

[ask-the-english-adventurer]

Oh, hello there-

[neptune-io]

nepjak

I AM A MINOR AND QUEER STOP THIS

[batilisketch]

Anonymous asked you: would you consider drawing some nepjake?

are you the same anon from my other blog?

sure why not

[dartty]

I don't know dude. WIP

[everyonelovesrobots]

So my OTP has a new name

It needs more fanart.

It really does.

[prairiepow]

JakexNepeta for James

[JAMES WANTED THIS REBLOGGABLE???? ]

It was raining again. The soft pitterpatter outside the walls of Nepeta's dark cave grew louder and more relentless with every second, and as Jake stared out into the dream bubble's foggy and damp forest, he couldn't help but fret. She hadn't been back once during the past 24 hours, and though he kept reassureing himself she was just fine, worry was starting to creep in. He had managed to stay asleep this long, and vowed to himself he would until she returned to the cave to bid him a goodbye--until next time. 

He scratched nervously with his finger tips at the base of the fur blanket that he had wrapped around himself, green eyes fixated on the thick and foggy landscape that appeared to him outside of the Cave's mouth. He was getting restless. He had to go out and find her--perhaps she had gotten hurt while hunting. Could dream ghosts get hurt? He wasn't about to wait and find out. 

Shoving the blanket aside with a thick sigh he donned his pistols and jacket, pulling on nepeta's hat--which she had left to not get blood on it. He started out into the jungle, peering through the thick cold and fog for any lead he might have on where his small cat-trolll maiden had gone. 

He found nothing. For hours. 

Soaked to the bone and shivering he trudged on even hours later, and he could feel himself grow weary and tired. That was no good--he couldn't leave the dream bubble without bidding her a farewell--so he pressed on. Every now and then he would hear something rustle in the brush, but it would only turn out to be a small animal, and no lead to Nepeta's wereabouts. He was on the verge of giving up, pistols lowered and emerald eyes flooded with discouragement. 

His legs kept moving though his body was exausted--he never knew you could get exaused during sleep. He ran a spare hand to smoosh away the wet black strands of hair sticking to the bridge of his nose, and shove his fogged glasses into a more secure position of his face. He bit his lip and looked around for the first time in what felt like hours. He was now lost. 

With no way forward and no way back, he sat down in the wet forest and let the rain wash over him. His skin shivered against his bone, and his teeth began to chatter. He forced himself awake, papping his own face every now and then. Perhaps his love would find him? Perhaps she might be okay. 

Everything was black now, and only the soft whispers of the rain boomed against Jake's ears. He was too numb from the cold to feel his body, and he was almost sure in a moment he would wake up and be stuck in where ever he had dozed off too. He was sure...

Something warm touched his cheek, and somethiing broke the sound of the soft rain. He gave a low groan and a sniffle, dismissing it as his brain leaving the dream bubble--but it wasn't that at all-. The warm sensation came again, it felt like liquied, but then something soild and gentle. His felt his glasses slip off his nose and lips press to his forehead. He finally opened his eyes again, only to be met with bright white orbs, and raised eyebrows. She was alright, nepeta was there. 

"Jake?" She asked with a hoarse voice, a gentle purr in her throat. Jake shook his head a little and tried to blink further awake, stareing agape at her. He bit his lip hard when he saw the olive blood painting her face and her arm, and then a large gash in her side. He paniced, wrapping his numb arounds around her and kissing her cheeks, shivering. 

"Nepeta! Nepeta my dear where have you been? Youre not alright. We need to get you to the cave. Ill fix you up dont have one fret about it!" He pushed his numb legs into life and scooped her up into his arms, "You should be more careful, my mighty huntress. This isnt the best weather for a good hunt!" His voice was shakey and his accent thick, but he held her close and ran back the way he came from--hopeing to find her cave. 

After stumbleing most of the way home he finally returned to the warm safety of her cave, and stretched her out on an beast furred couch. He ridded her of her jacket and pulled her shirt up, trying to be a gentleman about it. He scanned over her wound and shook his head, pressed his hand to her forehead and tsked softly, "I can fix this." He choked out. She reached out and slipped a hand against his, pressing their palms together, she smiled like an angel, blood on her small fangs. 

"Jakey im already dead. Ill be fine! I didnt even know i could get hurt." She breathed slowly, grasping his hand tighter. 

He frowned gently and leaned down, kissing her gently and stroking her hair back, "I am rather impressed by your spirit of adventure, bravery, and example of a great hunter, but i can take care of you! At least now." He gave her a lop sided smile and left to find something to make a bandage out of. She smiled and sunk into the fur more, purring a little was her white eyes watched him loveingly. Bringing this human into her world was the best decision of her life.

"Thank you, jake."