#aaron jacob

[dwampyverse-tournaments]

When You Tip a Domino vs. World Without Milo

[littlemsdelulu]

me when i find a new celebrity crush to overly obsess about

[s0urw00lf]

This is a PSA. From here on out I write for all women (because I have yet to explore gender neutral writing and I don’t want to accidentally slip up and say something that might make it seem like it’s only woman based)

MEANING. Black, White, Asian, Brown, Hispanic etc.

And if I’m writing about a certain race it will be specified. As a black female it really angers me to see x readers with an obvious target audience that doesn’t include myself, all my life myself and so many other women watched as others were in the spotlight and I rarely saw any representation of myself on screen, let alone ACCURATE. It always has to be stereotyped into the story. Why can’t we be written as an heir to a long line of lawyers or doctors. Why does it always have to be we made it from the trenches and we don’t belong.

Wrote all of that to say. My fics are for ALL women, unless I say otherwise. I just want people to feel more accepted and show that change is happening.

Yes I will be writing WOC for EVERYONE I write for.

[onmebackmush]

just watched the newsies 1992 bts... they're so sillyyyyy 😭

gif version if anyone wants it:

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Leverage 3x9 - "The Three-Card Monte Job"

[episodes-ff]

Grateful Days

Armando

Sitting in my bed, I moped and grimaced at how shitty everything has turned over the past few days. I’m still truly upset about the failed proposal, but more than anything I’m upset with myself for how I handled it. After sobering up, it finally sank in how royally I messed up things. Staring at my phone as I waited for the possibility of her call, I sighed realizing that it was me who should be doing the apologizing. I don’t even know how I could allow myself to say such hurtful things to my heart like that. Shaking my head as I remembered the words, I decided it was high time I be the bigger person and go win my woman back.

Taking a nice hot shower, I collected my thoughts and feelings and came up with a genuine approach of apology. Stepping out, I quickly dried off and began dressing as the panicked nerves set in at the possibility of losing her forever. Pulling on my pants, I stressed looking for a decent shirt before settling on a grey long sleeve and placing on my chain. Making sure I looked presentable and smelled good for her, I started searching for my keys as more hope rose within me. Still looking for my keys, I heard a knock at the front door. “Mike, will you drop it? I already told you I’m fi-“ “Hi.” She spoke not making eye contact as she twiddled her fingers. “Hey, um come in, come in!” I rushed allowing her entry as I straightened up some loose clothes. Taking a seat on the couch, I sat next to her and as she waited awkwardly to speak. “I need to tell you something.” “No, me first.” I insisted taking her hands into mine.

“Diamonté, I am so deeply sorry for what I said to you that night. It replays over and over again and it makes me sick to my stomach that I even uttered something so hurtful to you. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, I barely deserve to be in your presence right now, but trust me when I say I’m sorry from the bottom of my heart. I truly regret the decision I made and if you don’t ever want to see me again, I’ll have to find a way to live with it. I just wanted to express that.” I recited as she sat looking down at our hands. Watching her knee bounce nervously, she burst into tears as I hugged her in concern. “Shit, I’m sorry, Dee, I didn’t mean to make you cry, bebita.” I hushed rocking her back and forth in my arms. Sniffling, she wiped her eyes before pulling back to look at me. “Armando, I’m pregnant.” She panted breathlessly as her tears continued to fall.

“You are?” I murmured happily as I took hold of her chin. Nodding, she wiped more of her tears. “I was supposed to tell you that night but when you proposed I got so nervous that I threw up. That’s why I ran off. I meant what I said about my answer being yes.” Holding her cheek in my hand, I smiled kissing her forehead as I started to cry. “You forgive me for being an idiot?” “Yes, you forgive me for not speaking up?” “Of course, baby, come here.” Meeting my lips, we shared a longing and meaningful kiss as I embraced her and rubbed her back. “How far along is the baby?” “I’m not sure yet. The first appointment is in a week.” “Are you excited?” I asked earning her sweet laugh. “Yes, I want a little girl.” She smiled as I coasted my hand across her stomach. “I do too.” I simpered before leaning down to kiss her lips again. “One more question.” I asked nervously. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Armando.” She smirked as I chuckled and went to grab the ring. “Good because you had me waiting long enough to put this on your finger.” I joked as I slid it in place on her left hand. Standing up, she hugged me tightly and kissed me once more making my heart skip a beat. “Now my turn to ask.” “Sí, mi vida?” “Can you please come back home so your son can stop asking where you are?” She huffed as I laughed nodding. “Of course, my baby.”

Terry

“Baby, get up! You’re too heavy for all this!” Anaya whined as I ignored her requests and got more comfortable on top of her. Today is one of my first full days off and I’m taking all the advantage I can get. Baby girl is fed and sound asleep in her crib, the bills are all paid, I’m not on call, and it’s not my night to cook. Yeaaaa, I’m gonna enjoy this. Or at least I had hoped I would. “Terry, get up or so help me God, imma smack you.” “You wouldn’t dare, Anaya.” I groaned deeply as I started to doze off in the soft pillows of her breasts. Feeling a hard sting to the back of my head, I shot her a deadly glare as she cackled. “Don’t give me that look, I told your heavy ass to move. Now get up so I can pee.” She fussed like a proud mama before getting up and twisting hard to the bathroom causing me to laugh. “Stop doing that stank ass walk.” “You love it though.” She countered from the commode as I shook my head.

Shutting my eyes once more, I felt the sweet and supple warmth of sleep taking over my body before being rudely interrupted by Anaya’s antics. “Baeeeee.” She whined grinding on me as I groaned. “Anayaaaa, I’m tryna sleep. Damnnnn.” “Fine, if you don’t love me just say that.” She spat moving to the other side of the bed. Clenching my jaw, I yanked her over to me by her nightgown and hovered over her face. Leaning down to her ear, I caressed her cheek with my hand before gently wrapping it around her throat. “Anaya, this the last time imma say it. I’m trying to get my rest and all this moving around and shit finna piss me the fuck off. I’m asking as nicely as possible, baby, just take a nap with me. Please?” Nodding slowly, I sighed before releasing her neck and cuddling back up to her chest while closing my eyes. “Put me to sleep, Daddy.” She purred softly rubbing my scalp as my eyes shot open.

** HOURS LATER**

“Ouuu, baby, let’s get these! I think they’d go nice with the room.” Nodding groggily, I followed aimlessly as she pointed out different items decorate the house. After putting Anaya to “sleep”, we napped for a good 45 minutes before she got hit with the home decor bug and she insisted that we needed to get supplies to finish the house. We are now three stores deep with no sign of retreat, and Daddy and baby Maya are completely over the experience. “Bae, you’re not even looking!” “Anaya, we have more than enough time to finish the house. Why can’t we just chill today?” Giving me the death glare, I smacked my teeth following her with the cart as she continued to shop. Turning into an aisle, I realized I forgot to grab water for the house and tried excusing myself to go and grab it. “Bae, I gotta grab water, you and Maya gone be okay for a few minutes?” “Yea, baby we’re fine.” “Aight, keep your phone close in case.” Nodding, she kissed me goodbye and I made my way to my destination.

Grabbing what I needed, I headed back to our original aisle before halting as I heard a guy. Peeking around to where they were, I noticed an older man standing too close as Anaya frowned up in anger holding Maya to her chest. “Look I’m not gonna tell you again to back the fuck up.” “We got a problem?” “Nah, young buck, I was just-“ “I believe I was asking her.” “No, it’s fine. He was just leaving.” She said putting Maya in the cart as he huffed in disapproval. “Will you just hear me out?” He asked grabbing her arm when I lost it. Setting the water down, I yanked him off his feet before holding him up to the shelving of the aisles. “Nah, motherfucka, you hear me out!” I seethed as Anaya cried for me to stop. “If you ever set foot near my wife and child again, I fucking promise you it’ll be the last thing you do!” I spat as my blood boiling more and more just thinking about this clown touching my lady.

“Terry, stop! Please! Just put him down.” She pleaded as I glared him down icily. “Gimme one good reason I shouldn’t fuck yo shit up right here.” “She’s my daughter.” He heaved out as I looked at her for confirmation. “He’s my dad, Terry. Just put him down.” Setting him down slowly, I faced her as she rubbed my arms and calmed my anger. “Explain, Anaya.” “He skipped out when I was two years old and it’s been just my mom and I ever since. Apparently he’s been living here in Miami so this run-in was not at all anticipated.” Nodding as I absorbed her words, I further calmed down as we exited the aisle, checked out, and went home. Relaxing day my ass.

Thank y’all for being so patient with me! The scene with Anaya and Terry was inspired by this video so I hope y’all enjoy.

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[hotboyssstuff]

Happy Velentine’s Day 🔥💐

[irenes-journal]

Aphtober day 2 - Gift

Zane was so nice to give a pretty little necklace to a child outside of Falcon Claw. Absolutely nothing bad happened. The story ended nicely and everyone was happy. Totally.

Oh also I wrote a fic about it :) (first ever Aphmau ao3 fic!! Woohoo!! Link is under the cut) it’s called The Fall of Falcon Claw and it’s my first fic in multiple years so hopefully it’s good? Link is also under the cut too!

Once again, Aphtober prompt list is by @vyladromeave !!

Tw for death, because actually the necklace wasn’t nice and bad things did happen. Sorry if I got your hopes up before.

[kurithedweeb]

Thinking of Aph/Ana's kids calling the guys different variations of dad.

Laurance is Ta/Tati to Levin, Ba/Baba to Malachi, and Da to the girls. These are how he referred to his own fathers, both when addressing them directly and when speaking of them to others. The Zvahl household speaks Seafarer's, Ta and Ba being two words for father. He will straight up not respond if any of them refer to him as Father because it doesn't process in his brain as a word he associates with fatherhood, because he never called his own fathers that, which is the only reason Levin doesn't call him Father as an adult.

Garroth is Papa to the girls, Pa to Malachi, Pa to Levin when he was a baby and Father when he's an adult. The first time Levin calls him Father he has a panic attack and thinks he's hallucinating. He looks very much like Garroth when he's older, and he has some of Garroth's accent since Garroth was one of his primary caretakers in his formative years, and he reminds him so of himself when he was young. He gets used to it eventually, after Levin explains he feels he needs to act more proper as Lord.

Aaron was Dad or Father to the girls because he would be described to them as 'your dad' or 'your father,' they never actually met him. He was never really as much of a dad to the boys, and that was perfectly fine by Aaron since if they did call him dad all he would be able to think about is what Jacob would be like if he'd had the chance to grow up.

And honorary Uncle Dante to all the kids, he is Uncle to every single person in the village Levin's age or younger

[filmaticbby]

Mean Creek (2004) dir. Jacob Aaron Estes

[dwampyverse-tournaments]

Everything's Better with Perry vs. Dance Baby

[sl-newsie]

For the sake of everyone can we please have a Funko Pop made for every TV character?

[starsm00n]

I don’t care, if he has brown eyes. I’m on my knees.

[bumblesimagines]

“ please, whatever you do... don't fall in love with me. “

“ we need to set some ground rules. “

“ we're keeping this to ourselves, right? “

- Cassie howard

“ please, whatever you do... don't fall in love with me. “

“ we need to set some ground rules. “

“ we're keeping this to ourselves, right? “ (changed right to remember)

pronouns: he/him/his, m!reader

You couldn't pinpoint exactly when it had all started with Cassie Howard. One minute she'd merely been a friend of a friend and the next minute you found yourself sneaking around with her. You supposed it was inevitable considering you were often forced to spend time together due to your brother and her best friend's relationship. And that reason was precisely why sneaking around was necessary.

However, the blonde believed otherwise.

"(Y/N), you have a guest!" Your mother's voice echoed through the house, pulling your attention away from the notebook on your lap. Your brows furrowed and you set the notebook aside, double-checking your phone for any messages as you stepped out of your bedroom and approached the staircase. Upon spotting Aaron gazing down toward the front door with the same look he gave girls who'd never even glance at him twice, your stomach twisted. You tucked your phone away in your pocket and descended the stairs, nearly groaning at the sight of Nate leaning against the wall by the stairs while your mother and Cassie chatted.

"What's going on here?" Nate questioned, sounding far too much like your father. He held a smirk on his face, cruel and challenging as always, while his dark eyes remained on Cassie. While she may have been his ex-girlfriend's closest friend, Nate's favorite subject was talking shit about her and showing her pictures and videos to anyone who hadn't seen them yet. 

"Class project." You answered through gritted teeth, meeting his amused gaze with a glare.

"Really? What class?" Nate folded his arms over his chest with furrowed brows, the fake curiosity on his face making a wave of irritation wash over you. Once upon a time, Nate had been your best friend. He'd been the brother you relied on for everything and then one day, a switch had flipped in him that made him unbearable to be around due to his volatile and angry nature.

"English." You walked forward and took Cassie's wrist, leading her away from your mother and smirking brother. You headed up the stairs and continued down the hall back to your bedroom, slamming the door loud enough to cease Aaron's attempts at chatting. You exhaled heavily and dropped her wrist to run your hand over your face.

"Is... Is this a bad time?" She asked softly, setting her purse aside on the desk near the door. 

"It's always a bad time here, Cass." You sighed again and approached your bed, plopping down on it and resting your arms on your thighs. "I think we need to set some ground rules. For starters, we're keeping this to ourselves, remember? That means we don't drop unannounced at each other's places, especially if our siblings are home. I like hanging out with you, Cass. You're funny and sweet and pretty but Nate will be a pain in the ass and Maddy might get mad at you if anyone else were to find out." 

"I get it." Cassie nodded, her blonde waves bouncing back and forth over her shoulders. "I'm sorry."

"I know, Cass." You extended your arm out toward her and she smiled, blue eyes sparkling as she crossed the room and happily settled down on your lap. She wrapped her arms around your shoulders and pressed her pink-colored lips against your cheek. Bumping your nose against hers, you gazed into her pretty eyes. "But please, whatever you do... don't fall in love with me.“

[theladyofrosewater]

Okay somebody correct me if I'm misinterpreting this but I'm rewatching season 2 rn and I just got to the Falconclaw flashback and I think it's stated that because Aaron grabbed the amulet from his son Jacob, that is the reason why Jacob, Lily, and the rest of the village died but Aaron lived.

A really fucked up implication is that IF the amulet was intended to kill everyone except the holder of the amulet in a set radius. It could mean that Zane intentionally gave the amulet to a small child with the desired outcome leaving little baby Jacob an orphan, perfect for swooping up and molding into a future weapon since Jacob would have also been a descendant of Shad and way easier to manipulate than Aaron would have been. Like it would have been SO easy for Zane to put the blame of everyone's death on Jacob and use that fact to manipulate the kid. like "Oh you poor thing this was clearly your fault because your a descendant of Shad the Destroyer! and not at all from the cursed amulet I gave you. You better come with me and the Jury so you don't use those powers to hurt anyone else." Like don't tell me he wouldn't have told Jacob that if he managed to get Irene's relic he could totally resurrect his parents but he needs to get the relic first so... Time to go on baby's first war crime filled field trip supervised by Ivy which is defiantly not a awful idea nope not at all.

In other words I have an au to jot down so if you'll excuse me...