#stray Jacob

[dreamcatcher-faux]

"Say 'cheese'!"

Below the cut are the flats :3

[vinterbg]

Maybe I'd sleep better if I had a robot in my arms to cuddle with

[blindpawdoo]

[senia-ria]

I have heard that you were out of ideas...

Could you please draw Seamus x Jacob? And a Happy New Year to you too!

Of course! Thank you so much for the request, I really appreciate it!! I've recently been trying out different art styles to see which ones stick and so far this one might be my favorite! Anyway, happy new year!!

This was also kinda rushed so sorry about that lol

[vitaminbuddyb12]

Hmmmm

I found a QR code AND what seems to be a date in Jacobs bar 👀👀👀

[hyunpic]

are they lovers..? no. they are worse

[nereevio]

Anyone else? 🌝

[soldierboysbeard]

“Kneel For Your Country”

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!reader

Content: oral (m receiving), mean!soldier boy, reader likes to suck dick for fun, sir kink, dom!soldier boy, sub!reader, porn without plot, Soldier Boy himself is a damn warning, slight degrading.

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The door slammed behind him.

“On your knees.” Soldier Boy said, not even bothering with a hello.

My heart skipped. I scrambled off the edge of the bed and dropped to the floor, like he told me to. The carpet was rough against my knees, but I didn’t care. Not when I could hear the heavy clink of his belt, the rustle of leather, the smugness practically radiating off him.

“You look like a fucking dream,” he muttered, boots stopping just in front of me. “Or a really, really dirty fantasy.”

I looked up at him. He hadn't even taken off the damn suit.

"You been waiting like this long?"

"Yes, sir," | whispered, voice breathy.

He grinned-cocky, dangerous. "Cute. Bet you've been wet since I texted you."

I bit my lip, nodding. My thighs had been sticky for what felt like hours.

Soldier Boy pulled his cock free, thick and already hard, flushed deep red at the tip. He gave it a few slow strokes, just to tease me. Or himself. Maybe both.

"Then open that pretty mouth," he said, tapping the head of it against my lips. "And don't half-ass it. I like a performance."

I obeyed without hesitation. The moment he slid past my lips, he let out a low, satisfied groan.

"Fuck. There you go. Look at you-like you missed this."

I did. The taste of him, the weight, the way he filled my mouth and held my hair tight in his fist-it all made my skin buzz. I moaned, taking him deeper, relaxing my throat like l'd practiced. He chuckled, the sound rough and mean and stupidly hot.

"Shit, you take it so well," he murmured, hips giving a slow, deliberate thrust. "Knew you were a little slut the second I laid eyes on you."

My eyes watered, drool sliding down my chin. I gagged slightly, and that just made him groan louder. His other hand braced against the wall, letting him fuck my mouth at a slow, punishing rhythm.

"Messy," he said approvingly. "Sloppy and eager. That's how I like it."

I whimpered, hollowing my cheeks, doing everything | could to make him lose that cocky composure. But Soldier Boy didn't just lose control. He took it from you.

His voice dropped, almost gentle if it wasn't so filthy. "You want me to come in that mouth? Or all over your face, huh? Make you wear it like a medal?"

I moaned, unable to answer with my mouth full. He laughed darkly, tightening his grip in my hair.

"Too late," he growled.

He drove his hips forward harder, rougher, his breathing breaking into short gasps as I held on, lips swollen, throat aching-but I didn't stop. Wouldn't stop. I wanted it. Wanted him.

With a deep, guttural sound, he came, pulsing hot down my throat. I swallowed without being told, kept sucking until he hissed and pulled back, cock twitching, saliva and cum glistening on my lips.

He looked down at me, satisfied and smug as ever. "Damn, sweetheart. That's better than room service."

[incorrectuksies]

spot: don't worry, i've got a few knives up my sleeve. davey: i think you mean cards. stray: she does not. spot, pulling out knives: i did not.

[vinterbg]

Recently developed a bit of a Stray hyperfixation...

[blindpawdoo]

[jackmkelly]

hot take i really love jack kath davey race crutchie smalls sniper spot lucky scope stray splint mack ritz & pips.

[flamboyant-king]

I re-isaac'd my Isaac designs so Isaac can Isaac freely. Also a continuation to Jacobs Drawing.

[palsqueerflagsblog]

@divorcedbasil inspired flag.

[honeyywoods]

aroace gay David Jacobs who goes his entire childhood and adolescence thinking that something is wrong with him because everyone else talks about love and romance and he just…doesn’t get it. he knows that he’s never seen girls in a romantic way - which has its own deeply seeded terror - but he’s also never felt that way about anybody. he feels so alone as he grows up, distanced from all of his peers who talk of pining and courting others. and his family - bless them for trying, for being hopeful instead of reminding David that he’s broken and hollow-hearted as he knows he is - tell him that he’ll find the right one eventually.

David never believes them.

cue Jack Kelly, who bursts into David’s life like a firework, setting alight feelings that he never thought he’d have. it’s terrifying, it’s aggravating, and David wishes more than anything he could just be normal, but it’s impossible to deny. he cries when he realizes, because it’s not fucking fair. how could this heart-stealing cowboy awaken in David what nobody in seventeen years had been able to? this isn’t how it’s supposed to be, David is supposed to find a nice girl to wed and settle down with her and have a family.

but that thought is so wrong that it makes him sick to his stomach.

as much as he tries to will the feelings away, he gradually begins to accept them. because while he’s not supposed to feel that unfamiliar twinge in his heart when Jack smiles at him so wide and joyous, it’s there to stay.

and David finds, eventually, that there’s no other way he’d have it.

[blindpawdoo]