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i will not accept a life i do not deserve!!!!!
dating jack marrowbone would include.
summary 📣: dating jack marrowbone would include
warning/s 🚫: n/a atm
slater’s note 🗯: there’s no jack marrowbone fics/imagines on here and it makes me sad!! so i decided to write something myself to put my mind to rest
➪ he’s very protective of you
➪ and always wants to have a hand on you when you’re around, which sounds weird but he low key has separation anxiety and wants to at least hold your hand
➪ cheek and forehead kisses
➪ dancing
➪ i absolutely adore this idea and it would be something like a quiet night with the record player playing in the background to fill the silence and he’ll just stand up and offer his hand to you
➪ you’ll stand and it’ll just be a silent, peaceful dance with his hand wrapped around your waist while the other holds yours gently
➪ he would hum along to the song quietly, causing his chest to vibrate against yours in a calming way
➪ you absolutely adored sam and would hold him tightly anytime you’d see him before it all went down
➪ jane was like your best friend and you could tell her anything
➪ she’s the one who got you and jack set up together
➪ billy would try to teach you how to fish before jack took over
➪ he’d always ask you whether or not if you liked jack before the two of you started dating and you’d shamelessly say “yes”
➪ when he has nightmares, you’d comfort him
➪ he always wants to keep you safe but sometimes he lacks to realize he’s the one that needs saving
➪ he tries to put on a big front to try to protect the people he loves and never wants them to see his breaking points
➪ you always try to help him but he wants to think he doesn’t need any and pushes you away
➪ “jack, please just let me help you, please.”
➪ “i don’t need your help, i’m fine.”
➪ but whenever he has little anxiety attacks, you try to catch them in the beginning by squeezing his hand tightly, even pressing kisses on the back of his hands
➪ he’s very sweet though and gentle with you
➪ he likes running his finger tips along your bare skin
➪ like dipping his finger down along your hip bones, stomach, cheek
➪ he absolutely adores you
➪ he reads to you at times, such as like before the two of you go to bed or just sitting out on the porch swing
➪ nature hikes
➪ walking along the beach without your guys’ shoes while holding each other’s hands, swinging back and forth
➪ he likes brushing your hair out of your face so he can see your eyes better
➪ he loves touching your face, dragging his thumb along your cheekbones and jaw
➪ he preps your face with kisses
➪ whenever your sad he holds you tightly with his hands wrapped around your waist, pressing kisses in the crook of your neck while he whispers sweet things in your ear about how much he loves you
➪ he’ll pick flowers in the field out back behind the marrowbone house for you
➪ he’ll write nice notes whenever he’s out when you get home
➪ “i think of you always and forever. i saw these flowers today and they compare nothing to your beauty. see you soon love x”
➪ he has the prettiest laugh and you just melt every time it rings through your ears
➪ attempted to braid his short strands of hair and sticking small flowers throughout it
➪ he loves you in sundresses, he thinks you absolutely glow more then you usually do
➪ he likes the way it flows around you body as you dance around mindlessly
➪ “you look stunning, love.”
➪ the two of you talk about marriage a lot and he says things mindlessly like:
➪ “i’m going to marry you someday, dovey.”
➪ “i’ll make you mrs. marrowbone.”
➪ being absolutely in love with each other
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save me, poor boy. jack marrowbone x reader
summary 📣: in which reader is in danger and jack is the only one who thinks he can save her, but she might not be the one who needs to be saved
warnings 🚫: swearing, violence
slater’s note 🗯: i adore jack marrowbone
jack had never seen your cheeks so pale, yet so flush with a rosy redness high in your cheekbones. he pressed the back of his hand against your cheeks, allowing the coldness to seep deep into his own skin.
he looked back up from your frail body, eyes analyzing the atmosphere of green and blue melting together into cold air.
if only you had waited for him, and if only you had never even made a visit to him that day in the first place.
somewhere in the woods, his father was roaming around, waiting for him, waiting to kill him.
“jack, please, let us help you,” jane tried to force her way through the attic door, slamming her fists against the wooden door as did billy and sam.
jack forced their voices from his head as he marched back down the stairs, holding the case of money tightly in his hand.
he was ready, he knew what he had to do. and he wasn’t afraid, he couldn’t be.
stepping outside, he searched for the figure of the man, his father. his eyes rapidly grazed the field that was laid out before, looking, but finding nothing.
it gave him even more anxiety than before, he couldn’t find the man, he couldn’t find the murder and it was then realization struck him.
you.
right before he locked his siblings into the attic he heard your voice, he saw your figure hoping out of your car, a smile on your face as you made your way into the house.
you knew just as well as he did who his father was. you knew what he did, and what he would do if he ever found the marrowbone family, especially jack.
that’s why you took matter into your own hands, staring back at the man in the other side of the field with your own gun in hand.
“go away!”
he didn’t say anything in return, only stared back silently with a sick smile on the center of his face.
“i know who you are! i know what you’ve done!”
your mouth got you in trouble.
and following that man into the woods with out real knowledge of what he could do to you once alone, got you in real trouble, real danger.
“oh y/n, what did you do now,” he whispered lowly, pressing his knuckles against his chapped lips. he could see a bruise forming along your hairline, seeming to be the reason why you were out, hit by the butt of a gun.
“brave, but a fool. just like you.”
jack quickly flipped around, his hands tightly clasping the metal box full of cash, “don’t touch her... don’t hurt her anymore, this is between me and you.”
he stayed silent, sitting down on a low rock, raising his brows as if questioning what jack was saying is true.
“here, take the money,” jack handed the metal box off to his father who took it, still listening and seeming strangely understanding with calming eyes and facial structure.
he didn’t seem disturb at all, and that’s what scared jack.
“it’s yours, it’s what you came for, now go. you have no reason to be near the house, nor them. it was me who ratted you out and took your money. not them,” jack was breathless, on edge as to what the man would do, “take the money and leave us alone.”
the man stood up calmly, edging onto his feet causing the uneasiness in jack’s stomach to plummet in increase. once the man seemed to be content with his stance and thoughts, he rose the metal box, slamming it across jack’s face, sending the poor boy the ground.
your head throbbed with an extraordinary pain you had never felt before. you groaned feeling nothing and yet everything at once.
your fingers felt numb and you forced them up from the ground, mindlessly reaching for the stem of pain where is was all resonating from. you held your eyes tightly shut while rolling on your back. nothing felt good, and you felt like you were going to hurl.
following the marrowbone’s father in the woods wasn’t the greatest idea, and you almost forgot that was the reason you had ended up where you were. you were a fool and blinded by the idea of love, not wanting the man to do any more damage then he had already done.
once you fully came to your senses, eye lids open and body hunched on it’s side as your fingers laced into the grass, ready to push yourself to your feet, your ears filled with groans.
“jack...” your voice was barely above a whispered as your back arch, rolling further onto your side and onto your knees, eyes meeting two figures, one hunched over the other, choking and beating the struggling body beneath them.
your body felt woozy as you tipped back and forth on your feet, trying to catch balance as you stumbled over to the shotgun you had carried out in the full green woods, hoping to kill a monster... but failed.
you still had hope as your fingers tighten around the metal mouth of the gun, bringing it behind your shoulders before swinging it, the whole wooden butt hitting roughly against the soft skull of the father of your lover.
he hit the floor with a thud, his back pressed into the green carpet as he tried to catch his mind, realizing what was happening. and it was then you yourself realized the hole that was damaging the man’s throat. blood oozing from the gaping, rather large whole.
you clenched your jaw as the sounds of his choking from the large amounts of blood that filled his mouth reached your ears.
“do it, y/n, do it.”
you had never killed a person before, but your mind told you it’d be okay, just this once it’d be fine, that you had to do it.
you pulled back the back, placing your finger on the trigger before pushing against it, pushing past the wall in your heart that always compelled you to do the right thing. your mind told you this was an exception.
the bullet put another hole through his head, laying the man to rest, sending him to hell.
your fingers felt cold and the gun dropped from your hands as realization seemed to have hit you through all parts of your body, sending you into a spiral of shock.
your stumbled before landing into his arms, his own cold hands reaching for yours as he turned you to face him. and it was something that you needed as he seemed to have nodded in approval, knowing there was no other way, that he deserved it.
jack held you closely, his arms wrapping around you tightly, hands no longer with yours but gripping around your shoulders, tightly, as if making sure you were right there, right in his arms, safe.
and he closed his eyes tightly, listening to the quickness of both your heartbeats, wishing to god that you’d always be there, always.
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