#zach bush

[jasab]

A must watch 🙂▶️ The message, wisdom, and the bold yet respectful timbre of Zach's voice are so powerful and mesmerizing; you can clearly see that Jay is somewhat overshadowed by him. A pure bliss if you can spare the time.

[loveandthepsyche]

[airbrickwall]

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[sheilamurrey]

March 21st - Junkin' it's gone if it don't last

It’s March 21st, 2024; Here’s an original blues song with catchy guitar riffs and a sizzling keyboard bridge. We love the fantastic vocals from Bubba Hudson on this tune. Plus, we greatly appreciate the extra attention to detail on the production mix by Stephen Cooper, Nashville, TN. Buy quality not junk Here’s the eightieth new music post for 2024, as I consistently trek along on my journey to…

[soovermyself]

❤️‍🔥😍🫶🏻

[softfuzzyships]

Thinking abt being prince mithrun's caretaker again and the slowest burn romance ever. One day we're going for a walk or smth and I'm just talking to him cause he never does and he looks at me in the rays of the sun and falls in love w me a lil bit

[a-dotrivenitupontop]

one functioning braincell-posting here but. does anyone else think glenn howerton looks like a horrifically fucked up zach woods.

[lil-als]

Random people hunger games! Featuring historical figures, Wild Kratts, politicians, and me.

Stephen Douglas being Stephen Douglas. Dang it Kerry

Chris being Chris. Booth being evil. Nixon being relatable. AND IVE GOT A FIRE :D

Charles Sumner and George W. Bush do the right thing. I sleep with Clay and Gore. AND WHO THE FUCK GAVE CHENEY AN EXPLOSIVE?

Caviva! Yay!

Zach and Aviva truce? Never thought I’d see the day. Bernie Sanders x Charles Sumner? And same, Dubya.

Taney drowns me… thinking I was an animal that could breathe underwater? Also dammit Sumner

GOOD JOB BERNIE AND ZACH. Also Booth x Chris?

AGAIN BOOTH X CHRIS. Also Zach being cute

Yay! Chris defeats his enemy and also Roger B. Taney.

NOOOOOOO!

Booth won the hunger games

[roerigdaily]

Zach Roerig lurking in the back of Sophia Bush's instagram post. March 25, 2025.

[leviabeat]

Rob at Scott Ian's 60th birthday party. 12/31/23 at Galpin Speedshop

[tfsroleplay]

"Owwwww..."

Zach is sitting outside, both he and Haru had accidentally run into rose bush in their excitement after winning several Turf matches together. Sylvia is plucking out the thorns and bandaging them up.

"This is why I tell you to be careful..."

"I tripped and Zach tripped over me... the thorns hurt..."

[clownboymcchucklefuck]

💤Pillow Talk💤

HI GUYS IM SO SORRY FOR NOT WRITING AND THIS WONT BE VERY GOOD I THINK BUT I REALLY WANTED TO WRITE FOR ZACHARYS BIRTHDAY SO AAAAAAAA

It's a bit short but I think it'll fit. Will definitely go over it later in the future and do more edits and fixing.

Pairing: Zachary Sallows (Colored Gaze) x MC/Reader

Word count: 767 words

-Basically my take on what happened after the demo ended :) (Disclaimer that these are my headcanons and takes on Zachary and therefore not Canon.)

TW: Stalking, Zachary being Zachary and all that jazz, yandere/obsessive themes, he's british :/

"....It was really nice meeting you, Zach."

"Mhm, I hope to see you again, [MC]. Take care!"

The words echoed in his mind as he watched your figure slowly faded away as you hurried back to your apartment after you had waved at him.

He stood there for a few moments, repeating the meeting over and over in his head with his hand gently pressed agaisnt his chin in thought before he slowly started to walk the same path you had gone.

He knew the path very well by now, having already followed you multiple times before without you noticing...

Well, besides the times where he would subtly make his presence known. Just a step on a tree branch here and there or a loud stomp to see that scared look on your face that always got him going.

As he walked, his hands gently came up to glide agaisnt the brick wall of the outside of your apartment building, feeling the hard and gritty material underneath his smooth and slender fingers as he stared ahead, his mind was only on one thing right now and that was getting to your window.

As he got closer to your bedroom window he took note of the lights being turned off.

Of course, you would already be asleep from your long day at work. He pressed his back agaisnt the brick wall, a sly smile coming across his lips as he glanced through your window.

It was perfect. His bright blue eyes automatically focused in on your still form on the bed underneath the purple blankets.

He stood there for a few minutes, just watching the way your chest rise and fell but there was only so many things a man could see from such a distance.

He meticulously moved forward after surveying his surroundings and making sure there was nothing around to confirm there was nobody around.

Moving the bushes aside, he knelt down to the handle of your window however while being very careful to not damage the flowers on them at all. He didn't want them to lose their beauty after all.

It took a few minutes of fiddling and forcing before he managed to get the window to slide open from the outside. He pushed up the golden rim of his glasses before he slowly climbed inside the window, his eyes focused on you as the almost somewhat glowed eerily in the darkness of the bedroom.

He walked slowly and carefully to the foot of your bed, taking in the smell of the bedroom and the surroundings as he had many times before. His dress shoes made tiny clicks agaisnt the floor as he walked but nothing that would awaken you from your beauty sleep.

He glanced over your bed and his head tilted to the head slightly as his eyes landed on the bat plushie on it. There was nothing wrong with it just....it was so out of place...Shouldn't it maybe...be to the side? Sitting up? Organized and tidy.

He didn't want anything that would make you more suspicious and paranoid than you already were but the nagging feeling of this simple imperfection wouldn't leave him alone.

It was getting stronger and more intense until he couldn't take it anymore and he finally grabbed the plushie from the bed.

His footsteps were quick yet quiet as he moved it from the side of your bed to beside you on the other pillow you had laying beside you.

Now with everything perfect, well, as much as he could right now. Once he finally had you he would make sure that everything truly was perfect.

Zachary stood over your sleeping form, letting his fingers carefully feel through the silky soft strands of your hair, watching as they fell through the gaps of his fingers. He could just watch this forever.

But he knew he couldn't. As much as he hated having to wait, as much as he wanted you to just immediately jump into his arms and maybe some part of him would be fixed-

He had to be patient.

His smile was still soft on his face despite the current acts he was doing, as if nothing about what he was doing was wrong and all was well. He slowly started walking away from your, making a quick stop by your dresser and grabbing an article of clothing before he slipped out the same way he came in.

He glanced back before he closed the room, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth before he spoke.

"Sweet dreams, love. We'll meet again soon."

_____________//

Zachary belongs to @clrdgaze

[silverseaming]

Away from the roads, where buggies and carts stir up dust in their hasty journeys, the lanes and pathways of the Brindleton countryside remain wild. Quenched by recent rain, the hawthorns and witch-alders are once again green, with little red rosehips swelling on the dogrose bushes. Branches hang low overhead, brushing Kit’s head as Chestnut picks her way through the undergrowth.

He makes a habit of riding this way when he’s by himself. In the seclusion of the paths there’s little chance of meeting others — he knows they mean to be neighbourly with their greetings, but he prefers the quiet of the paths, where the only noise comes from the rustling of leaves. Chestnut requires no more conversation than the odd gentle encouragement or pat on the neck.

All too soon his route emerges from the trees, into the sun of an early Autumn afternoon. The way back home passes by Bridgebend Farm, so Kit isn’t entirely surprised to see Zachariah Miller leaning against the yard fence.

“Hello, Kit.” A warm smile crinkles the corners of Zachariah’s eyes as he recognises horse and rider. “I haven’t seen you around here too much lately, though I’ve seen enough of your Meg and little Daisy. You been avoiding me, son?”

“Not at all, Zach. Just been busy, that’s all.” says Kit as he reins in Chestnut.

“Well, I can’t begrudge a man any hard work. How’s things up at Maple Farm?” Zachariah’s weatherbeaten brow and craggy face put Kit in mind of his father, but they’re where the comparison starts and ends. The crow’s feet at the corners of Zachariah’s eyes come from laughter, and there’s a kindly aspect to his face that means he could never be mistaken for John Calloway. Depsite that, memories surface unbidden of the cold, hardened man for whom nothing was ever good enough.

Do you think you’ll ever mean anything to me, boy? The words ring in his ears as fresh as the day they were said.

“Good enough, thank you. The wheat’s done well, and our potatoes were better than last year’s.” says Kit brightly, conscious of how long he’s been silent. No need to mention how much of the profits went into the decoration of the farmhouse. It was worth it, to see Meg smile.

“I’m glad to hear it. And while you’re here, I’ll let you know something that might make next year even better — there’s a Mr Allen out in Rockland who’s just started a tidy little crop export business, and I reckon if you went down to see him he’d be willing to make a deal for some of your next year’s harvest if it’s a good one. It may seem like a hassle, but selling abroad will earn you much more than only selling locally.” says Zachariah.

“If that all’s true then it’ll certainly suit us well. I can spare the time now, so I’ll be sure to head over. Much obliged, Zach.”

“You’re welcome, son. You’re doing a fine job with Maple Farm, and I don’t see why you shouldn’t profit from it.”

“I guess not.” Kit smiles ruefully. He’s pleased by Zachariah’s approval, but it’s tempered by the knowledge that if Zachariah knew what was really behind his success at Maple Farm, he may not be so liberal with his praise; the thought makes his stomach lurch. “I better be getting on now, Meg will be wondering where I’ve got to.”

“In that case, you better had be on your way.” Zachariah chuckles.

Zachariah’s suggestion plays over and over in Kit’s mind as he turns Chestnut down the lane to Maple Farm. It’s a good offer, a great one, even. Father Blackett might call it divine deliverance, but church has never been anything more to Kit than somewhere you go on a Sunday. But it is some sort of deliverance, a chance to do right by his family. To provide, like all good husbands and fathers should.There’s no guarantee that it will work out — but hell, what’s another risk on top of the ones he’s already taken?

The part of him where harsh voices of bygone arguments echo begins to quiet, replaced by the steady beats of Chestnut’s hooves. The yard is hardly quiet, filled with the squawks of chickens and the occasional low from Bluebell in the cow-pen, but it bring the warm feeling of coming home. A home that even closer to being fully theirs.

In the barn, Chestnut nickers affectionately as he rubs her down. She at least demands nothing but oats in the morning and hay in the evening, her loyalty unwavering as long as her stomach is full.

“You’ll always love me, won’t you girl?” He whispers somewhere into her nose.

[genz420]

What kind of Music do they Listen to 🎵 🎧

Masterlist | Rules

Content: Headcanons

Warning: None

Pairing(s): None

Character(s): Percy, Jason, Frank, Leo, Nico, Annabeth, Piper

Percy Jackson

Let’s be realistic here 

Percy is a kid from New York

I know nothing about New York expect it was stolen from my ancestors and that it had some crazy shit happening in the 70s  

And whatever was in Hamilton 

I feel like Percy would listen to a mix of rap and mainstream music 

He would listen to Kendrick Lamar, Lil Mabu, Eminem, Kanye (I know he’s a weird and bad guy), and Tyler, the Cartor

He thinks he can rap

He can not 

But will try for anyone who lets him

Jason Grace

2000s white girl songs

Rihanna, Fergie, Kesha, you know the classics 

Who doesn’t love that genre of white girl music 

It happy and classic

But also a huge fan of the Fleet Foxes

And that of course means he loves father john misty and Lana Del rey

Frank Zhang 

I just know Frank listens to Canadian artists 

Like everything from Nickelback to The Tragically Hip

But also bands like Mother Mother

And the Weekend 

And Drake 

And Justin Bieber

But his music taste isn’t limited to Canadian classics 

He loves ambiance music/Brown noise 

Sometimes, he just wants to listen to nothing but something 

Leo Valdez

Country 

Not like “I hate my wife” Country 

Let’s not forget Leo is from Taxes

He obviously loves the classic like Marty Robbins

But I see him listening to Zach Bryne, Dolly Parton, and Carrie Underwood

You can’t convenience me that he doesn’t love the song “Before He Cheats” 

That shit was blasting when Argo II was being built

He gets into the music 

Like screams it while it plays

Doesn’t matter if he is with other people 

I also get the vibe he would listen to some Spanish artists 

Like oldies.  Stuff his grandfather and mother would have listened to 

Because the people you grow up with influence your music 

Artist like: Chavela Vargas, Jeanette, and Eydi Gormé

Nico Di Angelo

Old man Nico would listen to Italian music 

But as he gets older I see him listening to artists like Radiohead or The Smiths 

Because he is a bit of a sad boy 

Maybe even some more modern Italian musicians like Fiordaliso or 

Would also get into Ska Music 

Specially 2 tone Ska

I see him liking The Specials, Prince Buster, and Madness

He would also love Amy Winehouse 

Annabeth Chase

Movie/TV soundtracks 

Loves the song where it’s all instrumental 

I think she would be a huge fan of Bear McCreary, Ramin Djawadi, and Hans Zimmer

She wouldn’t even watch the show the songs are in 

She just enjoys the sound of music

When she does eventually watch movies, you know the Prince of Egypt soundtrack took her out 

Piper Mclean

I think she would be a HUGE Dido, Kate Bush, Cranberries fan

Would also be the type to have their music influenced by Tiktok 

Nothing wrong with that

It happens to me 

The top song is Grafton Street by Dido

Loves Fleetwood Mac

And Florance & the Mechian

[wildkrattsvillainsvlog]

To zach: your Zach bot was caught on camera at the museum for steal the Arctic pearl

Zach: Yeah, the only time they did something. I hide too well to be caught. In the clouds. The bush. I could be anywhere. Even right next to you.