Jacksepticeye Hoodie Novels & Stories

I peeled one off to get a closer look. The bead curtain rattled to life with a splash. It was James, head down, checking off a list on a clip board. He stepped right into me, and then bounced back in shock. “Oh, shit! Sorry, man,” he said, reaching up to pull a pair of headphones down through his mop of teased black hair. He was wearing a white t-shirt with something on it under the blue satin dinner jacket I’d seen him wearing the morning after we found Boyd. A cheap looking gold plastic name badge pinned on the lapel, along with a round white button with a crude death’s head leering from inside a black circle with “The Misfits Fiend Club” written on it.

Jasper whispered in my ear and I felt a fearful chill run up my spine. “There could be more of them,” I whispered back and he nodded gravely, glancing around to make sure no one came down the hallway. “There must be a service entrance here somewhere. Follow me and try not to make eye contact with anyone.” Jasper released my dark locks from the confines of my hair tie and pulled the hoodie over my head and down to obscure my face. “What about you?” I whispered, looking at him worriedly, he was wearing a sweater without a hood and no matter what Jasper said, he was far more likely to be recognised.

I bet there are already people in there because I saw people taking the path to the venue. "Is it weird?" I asked. I was wearing shorts and a simple shirt, but I had a hoodie on. It's a university hoodie that I just purchased last week. It's a little bit oversized because my size was not available. I wanted a hoodie so I just bought it. But looking at it now, it does look weird because the sleeves are obviously longer than my arms. I'm not sure if my arms are just short or the sleeves are just too long. I also had a mask on, which I think is why Sean said I looked like I was avoiding the paparazzi.

Zayn replied as he smiled down at his phone "You really do look good in everything." Will stared down at his cloths that he'd ended up taking in his fifteenth decision "Really?" he mumbled to himself as he seemed pretty casual in his eyes. He had on a matching cream coloured sleeveless hoodie and short, with a red sneakers that matched the word "Hot" inscribed in red on his chest. Finishing it up with a red cap to keep the sun out of his face.

Jake just watches, his lips twitching in that quiet but amused way of his. “What?” I ask, carefully lifting the fabric over my head like it’s made of glass. “Nothing,” he murmurs, shaking his head as he pulls off his shirt. Liar. He’s definitely enjoying this. Watching me handle my dress like it’s the Crown Jewels while we sit in a muddy, hidden clearing, about to head into pack business. I roll my eyes and quickly pull on my hoodie before shifting to change my heels for sneakers. Jake is getting dressed beside me, pulling a plain black T-shirt over his head. As he turns slightly, my gaze catches on a small scar near his ribs.

Tears fell from her eyes and she wiped them off with her hands. He saw that she was wearing a strap top and pants only. It was towards the end of winter in Selcece Pack and it was still quite cold. He held the zipper of the dark blue hoodie he was putting on. It was at the top of the chest and divided the front part of the hoodie into two equal parts. He pulled down on the zipper and opened the thick hoodie. He removed it and brought it over Cynthia's back.

he pointed out. " Very well said, I'll gladly take them off" he took of his hoodie revealing his dark purple hair with a highlight of brown, Tyler took a quick stare before proceeding to pull out his files from his bag. Jayson took off his face mask which he had around his nose and mouth, Tyler could see his plumping rosy lips and finally he took off his glasses. " There now no more secrets" he voiced. Tyler was a bit surprised the Mr Jayson was very young, he was expecting him to be at his late 40s just as Mr Eric.

"They're cute. They look like little grumpy dwarves." The response sounded so childish, Midnight broke into a soft smile. Ryder looked at him from the corner of her eyes and felt satisfied with herself. The dim light coming from the light bulb was more than enough to see the young man's physique. He was wearing plain jeans, and a dark hoodie, the hood of which was thrown over his head hiding most of his face, only the fair skin of his jaw and a pair of pink lips could be seen. Over the hoodie, Midnight was wearing a dark jacket, his hands deep in his pockets. When he took the chips, Ryder saw the little mole on his thumb and unconsciously smiled.

asked Mey, sounded so surprise. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. My friend flinched and looked at Mey nervously. "Do you like it?" Mey shook her head and his smile was gone. "Are you kidding? I love it!!" She proceeded to throw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. It seemed that she no longer cared about her dad possibly throwing a murderous glare at their way.

"That, that, that guy is very suspicious!" Kim Joon pointed at the screen, at the image of a man wearing a black hoodie and black jeans. "Look!" "You're right," Tom said angrily. "It's strange, someone watching an ice hockey game wearing all black, with a mask, a hat, and sunglasses." "Wait a minute," Jeffrey said. He paused the video and typed on the keyboard, zooming in on the person he was pointing at and making the footage clearer.