#uncle jake

[lovemadethemdoit]

today i bring you… Jake being Nat and Javy‘s children‘s uncle and he hasn‘t had any experience with younger children because he‘s an only child, so he‘s nervous (not that he‘d ever admit that! he puts on a brave face and pushes through okay?!) but Nat just keeps handing him her babies (because for some reason they are fascinated by Jake and stop screaming immediately and also it‘s like watching a nature documentary take place) and somehow Jake doesn’t fuck up and by the third child he‘s a pro at it and doesn’t even stop talking enthusiastically with Payback and Fanboy about this year’s Superbowl match-up when Nat once again drops off her baby with him because she‘s gotta kidnap her husband for a ten minute make out session in the garage

[viknikisbae]

in dire need of uncle Jake and puck content they are Duo Of All Time to Me (altho I have the softest of soft spots for Puck and Granny Relda I’ll be honest)

[thegrimmsisters]

Hair of Gold, Heart of Gold

Sisters Grimm Summer Sketch and Drabble prompt- July 13

“My, child. Hasn’t anyone told you what they say about young girls with hair spun like gold?” Baba Yaga croaked. Sabrina took an involuntary step back as the woman reached a gnarled hand towards her.

“Blondes have more fun?”

Baba Yaga’s crust lined eyes narrowed. “Hair of gold, heart of gold,” she barked. “The young heroine pure of heart, has gold hair. You, it seems, were born with the wrong hair. Or the wrong heart.”

Sabrina crossed her arms over her chest, resisting the urge to tuck a strand of that blonde hair behind her ear.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Your grandmother may vouch for your character but I can see the anger in your heart, young one. You don’t follow the old sayings,” she barked a laugh, “ though there’s something to be said for being an individual.”

Sabrina reached her hand out, ignoring what she said, “I came for something, you have what you need, now give it here.”

“Girls with hair of gold are never impatient, never unkind.” Baba Yaga sing-songed as she waved a hand and the trinket Sabrina came for floated to her. She pushed down the nauseous feeling in her throat and turned to leave the second it touched her hand.

“You know child-” Baba Yaga called from the window as Sabrina walked trying her hardest not to run down the skull lined path, “-Your Uncle Jacob? He too was blond in his youth. Maybe you’ll grow out of it!”

Sabrina didn’t think of what she said on the way home.

[runwayblues]

i am one (1) piece of new content away from screaming at work

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

(After a mission they were not supposed to go on, to help Maverick, the Daggers all need to give depositions - but they still need to find Maverick, as do the 86'ers) Rooster:...You know what, I can also get Hangman to come back here to help us look. He's on his way to be questioned by Special Prosecutor Rogers. I mean, we're all scheduled to give our depositions today, but I could just say that it's an emergency. Slider: No, the last thing you want to do is alert them to something being up...As a matter of fact, the longer Lieutenant Seresin can keep Rogers occupied, the better. You think he can stall them? (The Daggers all go silent and stare at each other) Rooster(trying to hold back a smile):...That won't be a problem. Phoenix(sighs): Unleash the beast. Rooster(getting out his phone): Unleashing...

[caystar13star]

If this doesn’t get me writing daddy Jake I don’t know what will 🥰

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[callsign-bubbles]

congrats to the marchments 🤍 (and renowned third wheel jake oettinger)

[blenselche]

I was drawing Penelope earlier and was reminded that my SO recommended I recompile Soul Resonance into one post without the pages that include stuff from my fic. Original AO3 version (larger images with captions.)

"Their soul snakes in on itself like flustered birds panicking in their chests as it tries to magnetize and recombine when within a certain distance of one another, and so Fern's job of stalking Finn turns into a headache of trying to keep his silence in all his double's one sided ramblings.

This comic starts after the confrontation in Seventeen and ends with Penelope (Finn's next incarnation in the comics) entering the Heart of the Forest, nostalgic sensation rushing down her spine as she relearns that 'everything stays but it still changes' one thousand years in the future."

The style is shaky cuz I was still trying to figure out how I wanted to draw 'em. One day I'll go back and redraw the whole thing but that's a ways away still. (anything typed is text from The Stand)

[chaparro0456]

An older Damian babysitting Jake Grayson

Jake: Gaga #### !

Damian recording on his phone: haha I’m telling on you

Jake giggles

Damian: I’m showing this to your mommy

Jake with concern and scared face

Damian: you’re going to jail put your hands up!

Jake sobbing and started blasting things with his radiant energy

Damian: shit shit wait wait wait I’m kidding I’m kidding !

Hours later Damian explaining thing to dick

Damian: That’s why my phone is cracked … and that your house caught fire

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

HAL: So anyway. I’m going to be investing in an "Italian Restaurant" to sell "pizza" with my "pizza recipe" that I "looked up online" and also "went to a pizza place to see what good ideas are floating around".

JAKE: I am assuming your pizza will kill me instantly upon consumption!

HAL: You’re goddamn right.

[lovemadethemdoit]

"accidental baby aquisition" hangster. it's their day off and the daggers spend the afternoon at the hard deck shooting the shit and playing pool when hangman arrives with a baby carrier strapped to his chest with an actual live baby inside and rooster has to blink twice to understand what he's seeing is real.

so obviously everyone's attention is immediately on hangman WITH A BABY, payback cooing at her while phoenix watches it like it's a live bomb. 'ALRIGHT, alright, everyone settle down' hangman calls, gently cradling the baby's head with one of his big palms because she got shy a little bit and rooster needs a moment to get his brain back online because HANGMAN being GENTLE with a BABY strapped to his CHEST is too much to handle. hangman catches his eyes and laughs a little 'she won't bite you, rooster. and even if, it'll be gummy. relax.'

turns out hangman's sister is in town and he was put on babysitting duty (actually he gifted her a spa day and is happy to spend a day with his niece and the way rooster is speechless for a whole forty minutes after his arrival makes it all even more fun)

at some point hangman unstraps the monstrosity around his chest because his niece is getting fussy and he just pushes her into rooster's arms and then HIS brain goes offline for a moment because rooster looks like a natural and his niece immediately giggles up at him and grabs for his mustache sitting on top of a Very Soft smile that's rarely caught sitting on rooster's face

[m4n1ac-f1ggz]

I love unc samsonite :3

[missathlete31]

So lately I've been thinking about a TGM story where Admiral Simpson is actually Hangman's maternal Uncle. Beau has spent so many years trying to rescue his sister and his young nephew from John Seresin, but each time his plan backfires. When his sister passes and Beau tries once more to save Jake from the dangerous household he is trapped in, he is hit with a restraining order. Beau is forced to wait almost two decades until he can see Jake again, finding out the young man is a pilot now and making quite the name for himself. Simpson still keeps his distance though, afraid of his failures in the past and assuming Jake wouldn't want him in his life (although he does try to keep tabs on the man throughout his career).

Fast forward and Beau receives word that the best of the best of Naval Aviators are being called back to train at Top Gun for what will ultimately be a suicide mission. As he skims the list of pilots, his heart stops, because right there is the kid he has spent his life trying to protect: Jake Hangman Seresin.

So what do we think:

(Thank you to @seresimp for being so wonderful and letting me talk your ear off about this)

[wazzappp]

Don’t get me wrong, Miles can ABSOLUTELY take care of himself. But it would also be a shame to have (counts on fingers) 6 murder uncles and never make use of them.

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

Hangman(in bed with Rooster):...This time, I really do need to go. Rooster: That's disappointing. Just five more minutes? Hangman(smirks): I know your "five minutes", Bradshaw...

[kryptonitejelly]

This is Jake’s kid government naming him!

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CsjoXIgpDC3/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

It is!!! (context)

Disclaimer - Please don’t come for me on accuracy on institutional workings. This is just for fun and fiction

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It is truly a sight to behold, Commander Jake Seresin striding into base with a mini version of him nestled in the crook of his arm. They have the same green eyes, but her hair is slightly darker than his is. His expression is same as always, indifferent but tinged with just that bit of smugness. His uniform is as it always is - crisp, fitted, well pressed, and it stands in stark contrast to the clash of colours the child in his arms has donned, all complete with a tiny tiara adorning the top of her head.

The unlikely duo attract stares, as they make their way towards the main building, the sound of the non stop babbling of the little girl in Jake’s arm eliciting smiles and a number of chuckles from those that pass.

“Well what do we have here?” The distinct voice has Jake’s daughter twisting on his arms, her head whipping around excitedly as she tries to find the owner of the familiar voice.

“Uncle Braaaaaaaaaaadley” the little voice yells out as she flails around, legs scrambling to be let down to the ground. Jake obliges, bending at the waist to place her down. She’s off running the moment her sneakers hit the ground, body hurtling towards Bradley who catches her with the familiar ease of someone who was clearly a father himself.

“Hi princess,” he says, tapping her tiara lightly as she responds with a giggle, tiny hands slinging themselves around his neck. Jake sighs, clicking his tongue against his teeth as he watches. It had been years since he and Bradley stopped making a dig for each others throats, but that didn’t mean that Jake didn’t feel the slightest bit of chagrin at the fact that his youngest’s favourite was “Uncle Bradley”.

He watches Bradley turn his head to mutter something in hushed tones in his daughter’s ear, and Jake knows, knows the moment her eyes light up in glee as they both look to him - deep brown irises and greens as piercing as his own.

“Don-” he starts, only to be caught off by a small but thunderous yell.

“JAKE,” he watches his daughter yell at the top of her lungs as Bradley howls with laughter.

“BRADSHAW.” Jake was going to kill him.