#Jack fell first

[seafoamdew]

When your betrothed is a dragon obsessed nerd and you just wanna give him flowers but don’t want to interrupt him.

[emacrow]

Jazz always wanted a little brother.

Her best friend's mommy having a baby brother in her tummy, but right now they were at gotham, mom was meeting with some important people while she stay safe in the car with dad sleeping in the front passenger seat.

When she asked her mom and dad for a baby brother earlier that same week, mom had to explained that her tummy was broken after she had her because she was a very special miracle baby because they tried so hard to have her.

Jazz understood but at the same time, she wanted- no she need a baby brother, maybe one with dad's hair and mom's eyes, or maybe one with hair like hair and dad's eyes.

And she was determined, as she snuck out of the fentomobile car, sneaking inside beside the scary ninjas guards that were temporarily distracted.

She was very good at sneaking around thanks to mom training her to stay quiet and hide better then a ghost.

There was pools of ectoplasmic but much dirtier and less cleaner then the stuff mom and dad work with. Container and chambers full of them.

She saw doctor walking out of one room and snuck in before the the door close on her. There was another ectoplasmic container that had babies in them..

One sleeping upside down and the other upside up. The one of the bottom was sleeping but the older has his eyes open, revealing pretty blue eyes like dad's eyes.

She chewed on her bottom lip a bit and weigh her short limited choices as nodding.

She close her eyes, focusing as she quickly started to float a bit wobbly, sticking her small hands onto the glass ectoplasmic ball using her secret powers that she had learned without mom and dad noticing.

Her invisible hand grabbed the baby slowly, making it invisible as she pulled it out of the ectoplasmic ball.

The baby was very small and light then a feather while covered in wet ectoplasm goop.. the baby cough a bit, dripping ectoplasm out his mouth, squirming a bit as he was about to male a fuzz but quiet down as she held him close into her warm fuzzy jacket.

She snuck back out of the room and quickly out of the place all the way back into fentonmobile..

Covering the baby with her Einstein beat designed blanket, cleaning the baby up like she would with her baby dolls, and she open the empty toy baby bottle and open her mini almond milk jug, then pour the milk in and close it, after remembering to cut a little open hole on the tip of the hard plastic nibble part.

Scooting over to the baby, and carefully picking him up and helding him close onto her lap like she seen the mommy do on TV as she press the toy baby bottle again the baby's mouth.

It would be 1 hour later before mom came back looking excited then 2 hours later after they left gotham before a soft baby wail woke her dad from the backseat of the fenton car where jazz was.

Jazz was pink in the face as she was trying to hide the baby but she couldn't stop him from crying.

It would 20 minutes of jazz lying straight to her parents's faces on where she found the baby, and it would forever be her only best lie she ever told that convinced them to adopt the baby boy that was now named danny..

Meanwhile back at league of Assassin headquarters. The head scientist has noticed that the first unborn twin baby has been removed early then schedule, probably due to natural condition of death since the first one has a much weaker pulse compared to the second unborn baby which Talia had name Damian later.

The leading scientist check off the existence of the supposed first born who went without a name on the data base...

Unknownly to both parties, Jazz was very happy to have a little brother of her own now, even if his eyes flashes green a bit from time to time.

[seraphhija]

Alana a real one

[3ll1zxoxo]

I jst played my dear hatchet man and ohhhh god i have my 838284929th obsession

ALAN ORION OMYGODDDD

hello there youre added to my new collection of silly obsessions teeheeteeheeteehee

Can wait for day 3 🥴🥴🥴 those extra cgs are SPICY.

[dashing-through-ecto]

consider: Jack finally getting the universal Cat Parent experience of not being able to move from a spot because there's a cat (or cat-adjacent creature) in your lap

YOUR BRAIN IS HUGE

(baby man masterpost)

[fortunaegloria]

Harrison Ford as Jack Ryan in Patriot Games (1992) dir. Phillip Noyce (2/2)

[lee-annwrites1]

for me?, part one

quinn hughes x oc

notes-

small intro, i plan to dabble in this since my last one was too confusing and time consuming.

warnings-

nothing yet…

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Vivienne, June 22nd, 2018

My heart raced as I caught sight of the old house on the lake. I haven’t been in years, yet the excitement I’d always gotten as a child only grows. The scent of pine and the sound of distant birds seem to piece together the fragments of my childhood I thought I’d forgotten.

Stepping out of the car, I hear the distant shouting and laughter of my childhood friends. I wonder whether the a reunion between us will be as effortless as it once had, or will time make its own complicated story.

The floorboards creek as I step inside, the stale smell of untouched wood fills my nose making me sneeze. “Vivienne!” Mom calls from outside, and I peer my head out the front door.

“Yes?” I question, catching sight of her kneeling in front of the small and clearly dead flower boxes placed on both sides of the steps.

“Be a dear a grab me some water for these?” She asks, and I nod my head. Water likely won’t help its decaying state, but I’ll let her try.

The glass’s are dusty, and the sink spurts when I turn it on. A clear sign no one’s been here for a while.

I step back outside, feeling the heat of the once hidden sun that now shines brightly in the mid day sky.

“Thank you Vivy.” She smiles gratefully at me, and I return it. I retreat back to the house, immediately searching for my room.

Down the hallway and a left turn, a room with tall and wide windows stays. I drop my bags beside the double bed, and walk to the windows. The house stands atop a slight hill from the water, where narrow wooden stairs cascade down toward the dock. Trees scatter along the walk, and a large deck can be seen from the corner of my window to the left outside the kitchen.

I smile, remembering all the nights I’d spend with my friends from back home in Pittsburg, counting stars from the window. We lied about how many shooting ones we’d see, just to impress each other. The thought makes me giggle.

—

Mom and I spend the next few hours dusting and sweeping the collected dust, before deciding it’s time for a much needed break.

She sits on the deck, while I make sparkling lemonade for the both of us. I bring the two glasses outside and set one on the table next to her. She thanks me quietly and I take a seat beside her.

“Is it just how you remeber?” She asks, referencing the now pink sky that fades over the lake.

“Better I think.” I mutter, still impressed by the view. Pittsburg could never compete with this.

She laughs, then takes a sip of lemonade. I hear a knock on the front door. “I’ll get it.” I say, patting her gently on the shoulder as I make my way inside.

I try to make out the face on the other side of the frosted window, but fail. I twist the knob, opening the door.

“Hi.” I smile out, unsure of what to say. Jack smiles with a flash of teeth, holding his hands together politely.

He speaks up, “My mom sent me here to ask if you wanted to join us for dinner tonight?” His confidence only grew since last we’d seen each other. Which comes as no surprise to me.

I laugh, not at the offer, but at the awkwardness. I clear my throat, “Sounds great Jacky, we’ll be there.”

He nods and turns away, skipping down the front porch steps. I hold the door and watch him walk toward the path in the trees we created all those years ago.

I shut it and return to the deck. “Who was it?” Mom questions, glancing at me.

“Jack,” I reply quickly, taking a seat. “He invited us for dinner at theirs tonight.”

She giggles, “Ellen sent him?”

“It was obvious.” I giggle back.

—

I dress in slightly more formal clothes, a nice baby pink top and denim shorts, incase we sit outside. Though it’s cooler by time we make the walk over.

The Hughes always eat dinner around 6:30 from what I remember. I always thought it was weird since my family was a 5:30 kinda family.

Mom and I don’t talk on the way, and we don’t have to. Mom carries a bottle of white wine, a favourite of Ellen’s.

The dark brown house comes into my view, making me smile. I think of all the times we spent playing in the front yard, playing tackle football or any competitive sport we could think of.

Mom knocks on the front door three times, and a rush of commotion is heard through the door.

Ellen opens it in a heartbeat. “My girls!” She smiles sweetly, wrapping my mother then me into a hug.

“How have you been?” Mom asks, following Ellen inside. I look around the room, tuning out their conversation. The living room stays the same on my left, stairs on my right. The kitchen is at the end of the open room, with a deck like mine over looking their own dock.

Ellen turns to me, “Your so beautiful dear, just like your mother.” She compliments, making my mom laugh.

“Thank you.” I smile.

“I know it’s been a while, but the boys are downstairs if you’d like to say hi.” She suggests and I nod in response.

I lead myself to the stairs, walking down as quiet as possible. I turn the corner, where three boys stand around a pool table facing their backs to me.

They discuss a next play, with the tallest pointing at the 8 ball toward the end of the table. Unsure of what to do, I watch from the bottom of the stairs. I hope someone will notice me so I won’t have to introduce myself again.

“What are you on?! Go left pocket and hit off the side.” I recognize Jacks voice from earlier, I watch his hands talk with him.

“Too risky.” A slightly deeper voice says, who stands in the middle.

“No risk no reward, just do it Quinn.”

Quinn.

“Viv?”

—

Part two

[caffeineinmyspleen]

I’ve been gumming on this damn cat for five days

[fizziepopangel]

The Start of Stolitz

"Act like nothing ever happened

that night, to me, it felt like magic..."

[krotiation]

Decided to count how many times I've drawn each borderlands character. I think rhys is winning

[nami-moittli]

Police Officer: you all are under arrest for riding 3 people per blastcycle

Police Officer: Well, three on one and two and a cat thing on another

Grim: I’m not a cat!

Deuce: Wait, did you say two and a cat?

Grim: Still not a cat!

Police Officer: Uh, yes? Why?

Epel: Oh shit-

Yuu: ACE FELL OFF!!

_-_-_ Meanwhile _-_-_

Idia, watching them through a drone camera: This is why I didn’t let you go with them, Ortho

Ortho, bandaging Ace: I know Big Brother. Are you doing better now, Ace Trappola?

Ace, sniffling: Yeah, thanks

Ortho: Riddle Rosehearts should be coming to get you soon

Ace: *Starts crying louder*

[bubblegeon]

The first time we met was not at this cafe. It was on the beach. I knew it all this time but I never told you. Back then, even when you praised me for my drawing which made me pursue my dream and get to this point, I've been the one who felt like I always liked Fumiya.

⛄️ JACK O’ FROST (2023)

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

no bastard was ever as smug as when will graham was given the chance to show off how much his stupid cannibal loved him ever-

[cerealmonster15]

I love the first years

[fortunaegloria]

Harrison Ford as Jack Ryan in Patriot Games (1992) dir. Phillip Noyce (1/2)

[moeblob]

I personally think Jack should be allowed to use puns against others, not just the farmer. Jack should be allowed to be a fun little menace to society.