#scout and jake

[sailor-aviator]

The kids trying to take care of daddy when he's sick <- please, please, please, i'm begging you - this with dhtn!jake!!!

Alright, let's goooooooooo

Jake was dying, he was sure of it. He couldn't breath and his skin felt both hot and cold at the same time. His head was pounding and every muscle in his body ached.

Yeah, he was dying.

At least he would die the happiest man alive.

You had woken up that morning to the sound of you husband coughing, his body jerking the bed.

"Jakey?" You had grumbled groggily, rolling over to look at him. He had given you an apologetic smile that looked more like a grimace as he plopped his head back against the pillow.

"I'm sorry, sweet girl," he rasped. "Did I wake you?"

You ignored his question, sitting up to get a proper look at him. A light sheen of sweat covered his skin, and when you rested your hand on his forehead, you hummed in concern.

"Sweetheart, you're burning up," you cooed, running your hands through his hair. He hummed at the pleasant feel, his eyes closing as he relaxed into your touch.

"Gotta get up and get started on the chores," he mumbled, moving to stand. You pushed him back down, eyeing him sternly.

"You'll do no such thing," you chided. "You're to stay in bed for the rest of the day, do you understand?"

"Mmm," he smirked, "I like it when you get bossy."

"I mean it, Jake."

"I hear you, darlin'," he sighed, already falling back asleep. "Won' be movin' a muscle."

He wasn't sure how long he slept, but you were no where to be seen in the large room. He wasn't even sure what had roused him from his slumber until he felt a tickle by his nose. He pried his eyes open to see a pair of identical green ones gazing back at him. He jerked slightly in surprise before relaxing back with a small smile.

"Ellie," he hummed, looking at the little girl. "Does your mama know you're in here?"

She gave him a mischievous smile, shaking her head slightly to indicate that, no. You did not know your two year old was in the room waking up her daddy.

Eleanor was the only daughter out of all of your children, and she was your carbon copy save for the green eyes that Jake had passed along to all of your children. Jake still laments that none of them inherited yours.

"What are you doin' in here, sweetheart?" he croaked at her, wincing at the spike of pain in his throat. Ellie looked up at him sweetly, pulling a tiny, blue forget-me-not out from around her back. Jake's heart melted at the sight.

"Is that for me, baby girl?" He asked her, and she nodded, arm outstretched for him to grab it. He did so gently, giving her a wide smile.

"Flowers make me feel better," she said with her little lisp. "I wan' daddy to feel better too."

"I don't want you to get sick though, sweet pea," he cooed at her just as a set of footsteps came racing down the hall.

"Ellie! Mama said-"

The pair looked at the door to see the oldest child at five years old, Elias, standing in the doorway.

"Daddy! You're awake!"

"Yeah, buddy," Jake chuckled. "I'm awake.

"Daddy, you don't have to worry about the chores today!" His son beamed at him, joining Ellie by the bed.

"And why's that?"

"'Cause Uncle Bradley came by with Auntie Birdie and showed me how to do everything! I fed the goats and milked the cows all by myself!"

"Look at you!" Jake grinned, reaching out to ruffle his son's blond hair. "I'm so proud of you, little man."

Elias puffed out his chest in pride just as you walked through the door with a tray. You scowled at your children when you saw them by the bed.

"Elias Emmanuel and Eleanor Ruth, what did I tell you about disturbing daddy today?"

Jake looked over at his kids and shot them a playful wink. "I'd skedaddle if I were you two."

The siblings giggled before racing past you and out of the room. You gave an exasperated sigh along with an eye roll before walking over to sit at the edge of the bed. Jake scooted up so that he was sitting against the headboard. You placed the tray in front of him before checking his temperature once more, frowning.

"You're fever hasn't broken yet," you murmured, looking at him as he began to sip on the broth you had brought him.

"You doin' okay downstairs by yourself with the baby and the hellions?" He asked you, furrowing his brow in worry. You smiled softly at him, brushing his sweaty locks out of his face.

"Bradley and Birdie are still here with Simon and Cora. I think Birdie is using Noah to try and convince Bradley to have another one," you joked. Jake snorted.

"Like he needs convincing," he muttered. You sighed, giving him an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry the kids woke you," you murmured. He shook his head.

"You kiddin' me?" He grinned. "I love when my kids take care of me almost as much as I love when their mama does."

[c4binet-m4n]

i feel like I've reached some sort of epiphany but I don't know what to put in the middle

[baddieladdie]

Where are the heroes (Finn and Jake) in Winter King's universe?

*big spoiler under cut*

If Winter King was projecting the madness of the crown onto Princess Bubblegum, where were the heroes to stop him? Did Winter King 'finish' em?

The Winter King also needed to create his ice scouts in order to protect and rescue him when captured by Queen Candy.

[cursed-blob]

I have zero impulse control when I draw, send help.

https://www.instagram.com/cursed_blob/?next=%2F

[luci-muller]

Collor challange made on Twitter (or X if youre annoying) Featuring :

Red Scout

Chester Cheetah

Jake The Dog

Rotty Tops

Max Rebo

Sonic The Hedgehog

William Afton

Kirby

[kitnita]

jake oettinger pregame   —   DAL vs DET   —   01.23.24

[i talked to you earlier, off the camera, but, what’s the process been like coming back from the injury and just getting into the flow? like you said, i think, it’s almost like starting in training camp again]   yeah, i think, yeah, just, first of all — just happy to be, like, healthy and with the team and stuff, that’s … you don’t really realize it until you’re away from it a little bit, you know, and, uh, just, you know, all of the little things that you miss, um, just being with the guys and stuff when you’re, when you’re out. and then, yeah, just — getting back in the routine and, uh — felt, uh, like i was like a scout, there, for, like, a while, just … you’re not really part of it and you don’t feel like you’re contributing and stuff, so, just, wanna be a small part of the team and, um, it’s been really fun to be back.

[creamecafe]

Would you guys like it if I started writing YouTubers x Reader fics? Examples would be Gloom, CoryxKenshin, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, KubzScouts, Etc. Let me guys know if you like I have been thinking for a while

Update 2/17/24 | Edited 2/19/2024: I have also thought of Jake Webber, Johnnie Guilbert, Tara Yummy, MatPat, BenoftheWeek, and Flamingo to add as well

[rexscanonwife]

WAIT regarding that post about you and your f/o having matching items, I said maybe when scout and I were 18 we got matching tattoos and knowing that scout is ALSO quite good at art, what if we made the designs for each other?? 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖

[aniz-draws]

some doodles I really appreciate

[rodod-endro]

Doodles

[dizzybevvie]

Maybe the real Jamboreen was the friends we made along the way

[sailor-aviator]

SOOOOOO

Baby guuuuurl…

What happened in the barn

👀👀👀

My love, I'm so glad you asked 🥰🥰

Content Warning: Smut, Oral (m receiving), dirty talk, teasing, begging, roughness, degradation, praise kink, some fluff at the end with a horny Jake Seresin. Think that's it, but let me know.

Word Count: 2k

Minors Do Not Interact - 18+ ONLY below the cut

You had ventured outside in the middle of the day to feed the scraps from breakfast to the goats Benji had acquired recently, throwing the contents of the bucket into the pen when you heard the rattling and banging coming from the barn. Wiping the sweat from your brow, you ventured towards the structure, pulling the door open with a soft creak as you stepped inside.

The banging and rustling was louder now, and you ventured towards the back where the noise was the loudest, stopping dead in your tracks at the sight in front of you.

Jake was holding up a board to the enclosure gate, a few nails gritted between his teeth as he hammered away, sweat soaking his golden skin and causing his shirt to cling to him. His chest peeked out from where he had the top few buttons undone, giving you a delightful view of the chest hair that adorned him. His brow was creased in concentration, but as you shifted on your feet, he glanced up at you, surprised dancing in his green irises.

"Hey, honey girl," he greeted with a grin, taking the nails from his mouth and shoving them in his pocket as he stood from where he was kneeling. "What brings you by here?"

The muscles of his arms bulged from where he had rolled his sleeves up, and before you could stop yourself, you crossed the distance between the two of you, backing him up against the far wall as you pressed your lips against his. Jake made a startled noise before dropping the hammer and bring his hands up, one to cradle your jaw and the other settling on your waist.

You kissed him hungrily, licking into his mouth with a fervor that was so unlike you to initiate, not that Jake was complaining. You released his lips, trailing kisses along his jaw and licking at the shell of his ear, humming at the salty taste of sweat before nipping at his ear lobe.

Jake let out a shuddering breath, lost in the sensations of your lips on him, hand that was cradling your jaw coming down to rest on your hip. You left a trail of kisses down the column of his throat, sucking marks into the skin that you were sure to be embarrassed by later, but right now you couldn't find it in you to care.

"Scout," he groaned, eye closing and head falling back as you found a particularly sensitive spot, focusing your attention on the noises you were eliciting from him as you continued down to his collar bone, hand's sliding up to sneak under his shirt and attempting to push it off of him. He reached up to grab your hands, green eyes peering down at you with a mixture of desire and amusement.

"Pretty girl, what has gotten in to you?" He chuckled, taking in your hungry gaze as you tried to pull your hands free of his grasp. Whining when he held steady, you leaned forward and bit into his shoulder before trailing your lips up to whisper into his ear.

"Need you," you keened, nuzzling into his neck. He sucked in a sharp breath, pausing for a moment before letting go of your wrists.

"You have me," he said, watching as you practically ripped his shirt away from his shoulders, moving to unbutton the remainder of his buttons before you popped those off. He knew you'd complain about having to mend his shirt later if he didn't.

Your nails raked down his torso, and Jake let out a pleasured hiss at the feeling, allowing his head to fall back once more as his gaze followed your movements. Your hands came to stop at the button of his trousers, quickly undoing them. You gazed up at him through your lashes, a smirk slowly making its way onto your lips as you dropped down to your knees before him, and Jake swore he had died and gone to heaven. He was nearing painfully hard now, seeing you on your knees, nuzzling at the growing tent in his pants. A hand came down to rest on the back of your head as you stared up reverently at him.

"Can I taste you?" You whispered, and Jake nearly came right then and there. Swallowing thickly, he nodded, not trusting his voice. He helped you shove his pants off over his hips, his cock springing free, and your eyes twinkled in delight at the sight.

You laid a hand on his thigh, using your other to grip him, and Jake let out a staggering breath at the feel of your hand on him. You stroked experimentally, earning a pleasured moan. You leaned forward, darting your tongue out experimentally to lick at the head of his cock, humming at the salty taste.

"Shit," Jake grit out, the hand on the back of your head threading through your hair now while the other gripped the rail behind him. Encourage, you took the tip into your mouth, suckling lightly, running your tongue through the slit, and Jake swore he saw stars. You had just begun, and already he felt he was close, feeling like a teenager all over again at the feel of your warm mouth surrounding him.

You pulled off of him, a wicked gleam in your eye as you ran the tip of your tongue along the vein that ran along the length of the underside of him and back up.

"Scout, please," Jake whined, pulling lightly on your hair, chest heaving as he gave you an imploring look. You slipped the tip back into your mouth, resuming your teasing as you continued to only suckle the tip. Jake let out a desperate whimper, and it wasn't until you saw the tears shine in his eyes, breaths coming out in desperate pants as he tried to push his hips gently forward that you gave in, taking as much of him into your mouth as you could.

You gagged on the length of him as he screwed his eyes shut with a loud moan of your name, his member twitching in the back of your throat. You started a steady rhythm, bobbing your head back and forth to try and take more of him, but what you couldn't fit was stroked by your hand, your other still resting on his thigh for support.

Jake was lost in the sensation of your mouth, tight and warm around him, and he let out a particularly loud cry as you hollowed your cheeks around him, hand leaving his thigh to cup his balls. He pried his eyes open, staring down at you and finding you already looking at him, a wicked gleam in your eyes as you gagged around him.

"Look at you," he cooed, finally finding his voice. "You're choking on me, and still you can't get enough."

You hummed around him, sending pleasure shooting up his spine as he gasped, using the hand in your hair to guide you up and down his length.

"Love the feel of your lips on my cock," he continued. "Love knowing that this prim and proper lady needs my dick so bad that she's willing to get on her knees for it. To debauch herself for me. What would your high society friends think if they could see how much of a whore you become for me?"

You groaned around him, trying to concentrate on breathing through your nose as you took even more of him, the tip of his cock nudging the back of your throat as drool ran down your chin. You were soaked, you knew it. The combination of his words and the feeling of being used making your folds drip with slick.

"They won't ever know, though," Jake gasped, pleasure clear on his face his hands gripped the rail so hard that his knuckles turned white. "You like this? This is for my eyes only. Only I get to see how much of a slut you are. My own personal whore, isn't that right? Can have you anywhere I want you, jus' have to say the word."

His hips were meeting your face with shallow thrusts, still careful not to hurt you as he chased his pleasure. You could feel yourself dripping onto the ground, your undergarments surely ruined from how wet you were. As if reading your mind, Jake's lips curled up into a smirk as he continued, words slurring as he grew closer to reaching his orgasm.

"Bet your dripping right now. Only whores love to be used like this, and pretty girl, I love using you. Always so good for me. My good girl, taking all of me and letting me use her mouth like this. Fuck. Can't-can't get enough of how good you feel. Gonna come down your throat til you're full o' me. You like that? You want it? Shit, darlin'. I'm comin' - fuck. It's so much."

You felt the first spirts of his seed shoot down your throat as he held you to him, gasps and moans leaving him as his orgasm washed over him. You swallowed all of it, humming. His grip in your hair loosened as he came down from his high, your mouth working over him gently to make sure not a drop was missed.

"Feels so good," he whined, head lolling to the side as he twitched in your mouth, the aftershocks causing his thighs to twitch. You got lost in the feel of him, still running your tongue along him reverently before a hand came to rest at your jaw, slowly pulling you off with a hiss from the sensitivity. You released Jake with a quiet pop, looking up at him demurely as his chest heaved from exertion. He stared at you for a moment, thumb stroking along your jaw before helping you to stand, pulling you against him in a heated kiss. He moaned at the taste of him on your tongue, licking hungrily into your mouth before finally pulling away.

"What on earth was that for?" He asked, green eyes searching you with wonder laced through them. You smiled shyly, giving him a shrug.

"No reason," you offered. Jake laughed in disbelief, head falling before looking back at you.

"My turn," he purred, nuzzling his nose up against yours as his hands moved to draw up your skirts. You laughed, shaking your head and pulling away from him. Jake pouted, brows creasing in confusion as he tried to reach back out for you, but you swatted his hand away.

"We both have work to do still," you smiled, giggling when he pressed himself against you once more.

"You're not gonna let me taste you?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. "Doesn't seem fair."

"Jake," you scoffed, prying his hands from your waist as you once again attempted to back out of the stall, "It's getting late and the sun will set soon. There's still so much left to do."

"I don' care," he muttered, pulling you back into his arms and pressing his lips up and down the column of your throat. "Wanna taste you."

"Later," you gasped as he found the spot the made your toes curl. He hummed, seeming to mull it over.

"Fine," he conceded, pressing one more kiss to your collarbone before letting you go with a warning look. "But I'm holding you to that, honey girl."

You bit your bottom lip to try and hide your smile, swinging your arms before clasping your hands behind your back as you backed up towards the barn doors. Jake leaned against the stall door, watching you with a grin before giving you a scowl.

"You better get before I change my mind," he warned, pointing a finger your way. You giggled, turning around to get back to work.

[movietimegirl]

Good Chucky: In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies!

Jake:...That's beautiful, Chucky.

[coolburgerphone]

Digital footprint is afraid of ME

Examples of actual comments I have left on TikTok edits:

"God his submissive eyes 🤭"

"I'm no waiter, but I'll take HIS tip"/“I’m not a waiter but I’ll take HIS tip”

"Jaw AGAPE (open for interpretation)"

"I love how aggressive he sounds 🤭🤭"

"Served, eated, licked, and washed my dish CLEAN"

"I'm the reason he needs that cane btw guys"

“Yeah well you do that to me and that’s unfair in the work environment”

“Oh I’m trying to rise something”

“Parental figure: ‘why is there an FBI vest on the floor@”

“Crying but not from my eyes”

“FINISHED ‼️”

“When he came on the screen, so did I”

“Why’s he saying it like it’s a question? He WILL be calling me (I’ve called him 27 times and he hasn’t answered) 😭”

“Oh I’m saying more than ‘okay’”

“I NEED A 24 HOUR VERSION OF HIS WHIMPERS (for research purposes Ofc)”

“Ik it swings when he walks”

“The FBI vest stays on”

“Oh I’m ‘please’ing you tonight”

“Eatmeowt (say that slowly)”

“That’s us clapping the background btw 🤭”

“He can use that gun on me”

“Hair looking so pullable (I need to be sedated)”

“Pants need to be tighter 🥱”

“I need him in a biblical sense”

“CLEAN UP AISLE MY PANTS”

“I have something to say 😀🤚”

“He’ll need a seatbelt for how hard I’m about to rock him (I need to be detained)”

“It’s okay though, I’m legal 🤭”

“I want to keep him in my basement”

“He can bang me”

“STOP PROFILING ME”

“Until I’m destroyed and he can’t breathe”

“I can make him squeal”

“His balls getting caught in his zipper was iconic idc”

“Greasy hair is perfect for pulli-”

“Swimming in something tonight (early season Reid hair grease)”

“I’m the water bc he’s inside m-”

“He can shove whatever he wants in my throat, beggars ain’t choosers in this household”

“I can show him my super massive black hole”

“Sometimes I’m glad to have hallucinations, bc he’s always welcome as my sleep paralysis demon 😈”

“I had something diabolical to say, but my fingers were preoccupied, and now I forgot what it was (WOAH WHO SAID THAT WHO SAID THAT?!?!?)”

“The kitty is growling ngl”

“I want to make a comment that would get me demonetised on YouTube”

“Slutty little man waist ✅ lanky build ✅ veiny hands ✅ good google moogly of an ass ✅”

“Consider me thoroughly edged”

“8 inches, leans to the left slightly, girth is reasonable”

“He eat it good btw 🤭”

“Oh! (Toes curled, back arched, tongue out, folds spread, fingers ready, energy drink ready, Spencer Reid life size cut out involved-)”

“One gentle and sweet, one one sinful and a seat”

(If you've seen them, no you haven't).

[silvershewolf247]

I will say Jake's confidence seems a bit misplaced, considering he killed exactly zero Chucky's last season.

[edenpxcc1]

intro post<3

• eden

• he/they

• currently don't have a label to my "aesthetic"/style but I'd say somewhere between emo and punk

• artists I like:

Melanie Martinez

Ashnikko

Jazmin Bean<33

Slipknot

Pierce the veil

Dazey and the scouts

Jake Webber

Johnnie Guilbert