Laughing Jack Fanart Novels & Stories

“For a strip? You’re already half naked.” Daniel Garcia swallowed and rinsed the wheel with the hose. “I bet you really want to see my wet- dream cock though,” he said with a lot more confidence than he had right now. Jack’s shoulders had such a nice shape to them. He couldn’t get over how much Jack had grown. “I don’t know. Maybe you’re advertising something not worthy of my attention?” teased Jack. He picked up the cup and kept on drinking.

I said through laughter as we got back in the car, Jack smirking as he always does, he enjoyed this much more than I did, simply because he was born to do so, I was adopted into it. "I'm telling you, it's so much better when you just don't give a fuck. Like, we've destroyed towns and robbed entire cities of their valuables, but it's so much more satisfying when it's someone who genuinely has it coming. They knew they had it coming too, that's why it's so funny because whenever someone is being shitty to others for their own gain, it's basically a signal to me that says 'Hey, I'm a massive self-centered douchebag, please devour my entire existence so I can satisfy you for 1 full second'," Jac

Finally, Jack's face cracked into a smile and he laughed, "I'm supposed to feel flattered, huh?" "Well..." "Did you even look at your face? You were scared out of your wits." Jack said between laughing, he was having a blast at how uncomfortable he'd made me with that question. What had he expected? He had scared me with that brooding look on his face and I'd thought he was really furious. I had started to imagine Jack killing me slowly and then burying a black trash bag deep into the forest that contained my body parts. As if reading my mind, he said, "I will never hurt you, Riley, no matter how angry I become. Always remember that."

’ roaming on his desk freely. No matter how cute that little creature was, still he knew how much his lord disgusted the Chinchillas because of past incident. Judging by the look over his face, he knew immediately that his lord was furious… furious to the extent that he was ready to kill. His red lavatic eyes were radiating death and reminding himself that he was the only one who told Luna ( Scarlet) about his lord being disgusted with Rats that to especially with Chinchillas, he had dug out his own grave. ‘ Shit !! What have you done Luna?? Have I ever treated you badly ?? Why did you do this to me?’ pleaded Jack with his pathetic and puppy eyes to Scarlet who was also feeling bad for Jack.

Cosplay Theme: The Dark Swordsman. "You look cool," Harper laughed. She was dressed as a Cyber-Valkyrie (silver armor, neon wings). It hid her real weapons perfectly. "Blend in, Sebastian. Everyone here is wearing a costume. If we dress like normal civilians, the facial recognition will flag us instantly. The algorithms ignore 'fictional characters'." Jack walked behind them. He refused to wear a costume. Instead, he was carrying a massive, life-sized plushie of a Pikachu-like creature. "It shields my heat signature," Jack grumbled, hugging the yellow monstrosity. "Don't ask."

"What's good, Arty? I see you've already met my 'wife'," Jack intervened, shaking Arthur's hand tightly enough to make him wince a bit. "Didn't know my wife was out here job-hunting. I thought doing 'me' was enough," he added, faking a chuckle before letting go. The sarcasm in his voice was a new kind of music to my ears. Annoying, but somehow enjoyable at the same time. He snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, as if he’d ever wanted me near.

“She’s got a pretty face, I’ll give you that. Shame she can’t keep her legs closed.” They all laughed. Again. It was the kind of laugh that made your teeth itch and my fists vibrate to punch them so hard in the face. “You think this is funny? Do you have any idea what state she’s in?” “Oh, it’s hilarious,” Jack said too casually. “All that alpha blood in you and you're running around like a damn clingy puppy over some girl.” “How could I forget? You’re just some thirsty pup trying so hard to make her like you.”

Jack asked with an eyebrow raised, and I pointed my finger to the large yellow Stuart the Minion sitting on a bench. "Win it for me," I begged with the best puppy eyes I could muster. "Why don't I win it for you, Princess?" Liam said as he stood next to Jack. "Just like old times, eh, Jack? Where I always give your girls what they want and always win," he added with a slow smirk spreading on his lips. I was about to tell Jack not to bother, but he grabbed the water gun and handed the vendor a five-dollar bill while glaring at his brother. "Not this time, Liam."

she mumbled something like that. Jack approached her, feeling kinda curious about what makes the Omega look serious, and when he saw it… He tries hard to not burst into a laugh. “Pfftt…” he quickly covers his mouth, making Brianna’s focus divide. “What?” she asked, frowning, as she tried hard to draw something like a poop. “Nothing,” Jack suppresses his smile. “What did you draw?” “A heart,” Brianna answered. “Can’t you see it?” She said, making Jack try hard to not laugh.

The music became louder, and she could feel that anytime from now, if she didn't get up to sober up, she would pass out. She tapped Jackie's shoulder. Her best friend was now leaning his bag against the foamed seat. "That woman!" Jackie smirked and pointed at the air like he could see someone from afar. His cheeks and nose were red, his forehead creased, and his eyes closed. Dalmi couldn't help but chuckle. "Why, Jack? Did you suddenly realized that you'll no longer be a member of that third gender gang?" she jokingly said and tapped his shoulder.