Jacksepticeye Hoodie Novels & Stories

My hair was also constantly blowing around my head, so I tied myself into a messy bun. "Do you need a sweater? I've got another one here!« I turned around and saw his upper body before he had pulled his hoodie down completely. I was still completely intoxicated by the sight of his body. "...Joey?..." He smiled sweetly at me, standing there in ripped jeans and a casual hoodie and still looking so handsome.

I blended in with the furniture if I could. The chair next to the red-haired guy was already occupied. Yesterday, it hadn't been. He sat alone. And to think of how he shoved the seat. And because of that I had to take the two chairs joined together- the one no one wanted, at the back. Quiet, invisible. Today, only one seat was left. Besides me. My eyes darted towards the door- drawn there like distinct. Someone was standing in the doorway. Jade. He wore a black hoodie, like always. The sleeves slightly rolled, the hood still intact over his head. His hands in his pocket. His face unreadable. He stood there like he had nothing to prove and nowhere to be.

Two pairs of denim jeans, two pairs of hoodies, one white shirt, one black top, and two dresses were both gifts from Teddy and his wife, either for my birthdays or some special occasion. Knox used to make fun of my clothing. One time I was wearing a black hoodie with some Japanese anime cartoon inked on it. I liked the hoodie because it was something I bought with my money. Although that piece was cheap, it was something I had a different sort of feeling toward. The excitement that I felt at that moment couldn’t be expressed in words.

My brows knitted in the middle. Jared shrugged, reaching under the counter, producing a long rectangular box secured by a huge black ribbon. “I have a plan, and that includes pleasing our billionaire alpha friend, Seth Hawkins.” He opened the box, and inside lay the most hideous suit I had ever seen. It was white with blue and silver embellishments shimmering under the overhead lights. Grinning like a cheshire cat, Jared pulled out a knee-high boots and a fucking sword. “No. Abso-fucking-lutely not!”

"Of course, honey. Here, wear this - it's chilly in here." I’m taken aback when she hands me a yellow hoodie. It is a strikingly bright hue, and it is adorned with a logo that I had never seen before–a howling wolf beneath the words ‘Bluehills Wolfs’. It was a simple but profound design, and it immediately caught my eye.

I expected him to freak out, but now. His eyes shone in the full-moonlight as he looked at me. Now I could finally see completely who I was talking to. The boy was wearing a black hoodie with 'Stay Brutal' written in green over it, a regular black leather jacket and matching dark jeans. A few dark strands fell into his face and he was clearly more than a head taller than me. Yes, I really hadn't seen him before.

he said as he got himself comfortable in the chair, "I just wanted to give you something." Her heart jumped once again. Give her something? Francis never gave anyone anything... What was it? A warrant for her execution? "Here," He held out a bundle of black cloth that she hadn't realised that the had been holding, "You deserve it." Izzie frowned as she tentatively took the bundle, it had quite a weight to it and she felt something solid within the cloth. Unfolding it a little she saw that the black cloth was, in fact, a hoodie. Not just any hoodie one of the Guild's lightweight armoured hoodies. It was peculiar that it was black though, the standard-issue was always khaki and she already had

"Let's fuck." "Do you really have to go?" Jesse chimed in again, watching K cut up the sleeves of his Pink Floyd The Dark Side of The Moon t-shirt - the one with the ray of light hitting a triangular prism and refracting a beam of rainbow. He had it since forever, and hasn't worn it in ages. Isaac gave it to him during second year of college.

We saw him wink through the rear-view mirror. I was looking at our hoodies and noticed something... these hoodies were grey. Some of you might not see it as a serious thing but the only color of hoodies I have are black, red and white. I looked at Zoe's hoodie a little more, there was something written on it. "Friends." I said out loud. "What?" Zoe looked at me confused. "Nothing." I replied and looked away. She tapped me. "You know, something's weird." "What's that?"

I still have a lot to learn about him. “Yes sir!” I answered and try contacting Topgun. Hyung… Where are you now? I mumbled as I tried his number. “Hawkeye…” Big Boy then said. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - JD Hawkeye is such a great help! No wonder hyung got him at a young age… I thought as I rummage under my car’s backseat. I got what I want and changed clothes inside my car. The windows are tinted black so no one from the outside will see me dressing up. I emerged from my car, freshly dressed and feeling cool. Boy, I miss this outfit! I chuckled while walking. I carefully looked here and there as if acting normal and nothing’s wrong. I spotted where “Big Boss” would probably be and went str