aaron’s still not used to being a parent, sometimes. otherwise known as that time he doesn’t realise ellen is looking for him.
Aaron’s strolling through the village, phone out, when he hears the first yell. He’s distracted by something Liv is texting him about (something he can only assume is going to lead to another meeting with her form tutor about Liv’s behaviour) and so he doesn’t take much notice.
Until he hears it again.
Ellen’s in her buggy, on the opposite end of the road, Rebecca just rounding the corner from the bus-stop, clearing having had been on a walk with the little girl. Aaron couldn’t help but smile as he noticed Ellen was clutching the elephant teddy bear he had bought her, sticky fingers wringing the already well worn neck.
He gives them a wave, before continuing on his journey down the road toward the cafe. He’s got a list of lunch orders, volunteering to go and get food for Adam, Robert and Jimmy (with Robert’s card, because his husband leaves his wallet lying around the scrapyard and Aaron’s always happy to spend his money, thought the joint bank account they’d just applied for was going to leave that null and void) purely to escape the stifling warmth of the portacabin.
Aaron frowned to himself, wondering if Robert had come into the village after all, wondering why Ellen had suddenly decided to call him papa, over daddy, all the while Ellen yelling papa down the main street, Rebecca trying to hush her yells.
And then it dawns on him.
Ellen had only called him papa for the first time a few weeks previously, and so he still wasn’t used to it.
God, she was looking for him.
Shoving his phone in his pocket, Aaron couldn’t help the flush in his cheeks as he realised half the village was out, and staring at Ellen’s hysterics, embarrassed that he hadn’t realised sooner.
Ellen was straining at the straps of her buggy, cheeks red hot and stained with tears as she looked at Aaron. “Papa!” she called mournfully, waving the elephant at him. “Papa!”
Glancing at Rebecca to make sure it was okay, Aaron unhooked her from her buggy, gathering the little girl into his arms, holding her tightly to his chest. Ellen stayed grumpy and upset for a second, hands hanging at her sides, before she hugged him, tiny arms straining to hook around his neck.
“Papa,” she said unhappily, pressing her cheek against Aaron’s.
“I’m sorry sweetheart,” Aaron said quietly, only loud enough for Ellen to hear. “Papa was being silly.”
Ellen beamed at him, Aaron instantly forgiven. “Papa, play?”
“I wish I could, but I’ve got to get your dad lunch, haven’t I?” Aaron said, balancing her easily on one hip. It was funny, really, how quickly she’d become a part of his daily life, how he considered her his, as much as she was Robert’s and Rebecca’s. “Tell you what though, if it’s alright with your mum, there could be a cookie at Bobs with your name on it.”
Rebecca laughed at the delighted expression on Ellen’s face, nodding. “I was heading there anyway,” she admitted, the two of them falling into step beside each other as they headed for the cafe, Ellen nattering excitedly in Aaron’s ear about her morning spent at the soft play area in Hotten.
“Made a house!” Ellen declared, her hair neatly plaited into tiny little braids, a better job than he or Robert could ever pretend to do, tiny little bows knotted at the end of each braid.
Aaron looked at her, bright eyed, and proud. “That’s amazing! I hope your mum took pictures,” he said, nudging the door open with his hip, setting her down on the floor so she could toddle toward the counter. “Tell Bob I’ll be there in a second, okay?”
“You still not used to her calling you papa?” Rebecca asked, not unkindly, shoving the empty buggy into a corner. “Sometimes, when she’s yelling mummy, I think she’s looking for Chrissie - because it still makes more sense to me, that Chrissie’s a mum.”
Aaron laughed, a little relieved, if he was honest. “I cried, when she first called me papa,” he admitted, the word making his heart swell a thousand sizes as he listened to Ellen excitedly gesture at the cookies, a fond look on Bob’s face as she told him her papa was buying her one.
“I’m glad we’re making this work, Aaron,” Rebecca said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she spoke, half an eye on Ellen. “She’s lucky to have you.”
“Some kids don’t have anyone,” Aaron said, stark reminders of his own, all too often lonely childhood hitting him as he watched Ellen, realised how loved she was. “She’s got three.”
Rebecca gave his elbow a squeeze, smiling. “Send her back to me when you need to head off,” she said, settling herself into one of the couches, looking delighted to have a few minutes to herself.
Aaron couldn’t help but grin as he scooped Ellen up, dangling her upside down, her laughter filling the cafe. “Did you pick a cookie?” he asked, turning her the right way around, Ellen poking him in the cheek with a grin that was oh-so reminiscent of Robert.
“You can have one,” Aaron laughed, rolling at his eyes at Bob. “One, beans.”
Ellen looked thoughtful for a second, before pointing to a chocolate cookie. “Love ‘oo papa,” she beamed, planting a messy kiss against Aaron’s stubbly cheek, scrunching up her nose in dislike as his rough facial hair rubbed against her skin.
It was the most endearing thing he’d ever seen in his life.
There and then, Aaron decided that ‘love ‘oo papa’ was one of the very best sentences he’d ever heard in his life.
Haha hey guys! I’m back in wifi for about half an hour, then I disappear into the wilderness again.
Wow, so much happened in the three days I was gone! @dontshootmespence mentioned me in the sweetest post I have ever read, praised my practically nonexistent writing skills, and nearly brought me to weeping. Thank you so much, lovely 💙💜❤️. @reidoneshots uploaded the next part of Doctors, and I’m so excited to read it! And from the looks of it (I stalked her blog, oops), @reidbyers might have had it out with some anons over headcanons? Christ, Jen, I leave for three days… Just kidding, I love you and I’m proud of the way you handled the hecklers.
I’ll be uploading the first chapter of my stonathan au tonight, so keep an eye out if you’re interested! It’s called Rags. I will also try to restock my queue, but again, it might not last long.
Anyway, this and the fic tonight might be the last you hear from me until mid-July again. (Might be. It’s all tentative.) So this is just a quick drop-in to say I love you all, stay chill!
Real Talk: Jackson. Appropriation VS Appreciation.
This is about Jackson Wang from Got7 wearing dread locks in a Chinese advertisement, just in case you haven’t seen all of the drama and people attacking him. (pictures below)
I’ll start off with saying, I don’t give a fuck that he wore dreadlocks. There, that saved you a lot of reading and time, so if you would like to unfollow/block me, go ahead. Agree to disagree. People want MY opinion on this, so here it is:
The way people are attacking him is all kinds of wrong. I’m ok with people explaining nicely about the history of dreads and how people can take an offense to non Black people wearing that style, that’s their opinion, even though some where being way too harsh about it but reading all the hate comments are disgusting. You would think Jackson got caught in an animal cruelty case (God forbid) or rape case (God forbid), so I’m reading twitter and instagram and saying to myself…what is happening? I’ve never seen K Hip Hop artist get THIS much heat and they wear dreads and braids on a daily basis, but when Jackson wears them in an ad, he gets so much hate and death threats.
“He’s so wrong”
“He doesn’t care about Black people but he’s wearing our hair style” -Oh I’m sorry I didn’t know Jackson hated Black people..
Let me tell you something, I know people are going to hate me for my opinion, but they hate me anyway lol, so fuck it. I understand where their passion comes from, people hate that other races look up to Black people and want to dress like us, be like us, but at the end of the day they don’t want to be with us or could care less about us for real, I GET IT!. I get it, there’s a lot of people out there that don’t like us for real but wear our hair styles. I understand appropriation. I understand the history of it all. I’m proud to be Black and love my race, my culture and the passion we have.
And I also love that other races look up to our people sooo much that they want to dress like their favorite rapper, or try their style, the rappers themselves are even flattered and don’t care, they just love that they are looked up to and inspire people of all races.
Oh wait, my antil Blackness coon-ness is showing, let me stop! (sarcasm)
But personally, If people who are not Black wear braids, dreadlocks and they’re NOT doing it to mock us, profit from us, claiming it as their own, not a racist, and fucks with my people heavy and NOT doing it to degrade our race (like Jackson!), then I don’t give a damn how you wear your hair, bitch you can wear dreadlocks til yo ass 90, I do not give a damn, there’s some fuck up things going on out there in the REAL world of appropriation. Like this fashion show that was urban themed, gave them afros, braids, but there were no Black people in the show, obviously I was annoyed, because what are they doing? Profiting off of Black people and NOT giving any credit and claiming it as new/ their own. That’s the problem with appropiating. It’s stealing from one’s culture and giving no credit.
What is Jackson doing? Is he racist? is he claiming it as his own? Is he constantly doing it? Is he discrediting Black people and acting like it’s a brand new thing he’s doing?
What did Jackson do that SOOOOOOO MANY other non Black people do every day and are getting their hair braided as I type this. I’m lost as to why people are jumping down his throat and giving him threats and demanding an apology like he said “N*gger” or something?
^ He’s right! What I said above, he’s NOT doing it to degrade or profit from our race. I said my thoughts before he even responded.
+ People are offended by his response saying he “is saying fck you to us, he doesn’t care about our culture, he doesn’t listen to us”, damn! what do you want him to say? Do you not see the hate comments he’s getting?, telling him to die, saying racial slurs, you guys want to play victim in every little thing so badly, there is NOTHING wrong with his responses, they are haters. He could’ve said worse.
+And “you are on the wrong page” he’s right! If you don’t like him and want to send him hate, then you ARE ON THE WRONG PAGE. If you have a problem with him, then don’t be on his page. don’t even click on it.
^HE APPRECIATES OUR PEOPLE!
HE’S INSPIRED BY OUR PEOPLE!
HE LOVES OUR PEOPLE!
HE LOOKS UPTO OUR PEOPLE!
The last thing on my mind is someone’s hair. I don’t know about y’all but I got bigger fish to fry in this racist world, and Jackson’s 2 minute twists are the least of the problem.
And I know they will say, “So who cares wrong is wrong, he needs to be educated”, HE IS! He knows about Black people, his role models are Black, so of course he’s going to want what they want, you guys are acting like he wore the dreads to be ignorant and racist and you’re acting like he constantly “steals” from our culture and profits from it, he doesn’t.
This honestly took so long but it was worth it. I’ve been debating between posting this with or without background and decided that you’ll have this version now, and the other once I’ve drawn all the ships in acomaf, when I’ll be putting them all together. I’m really proud of this so I hope you like it as much as I do ♥
headcanon time! so @deohsogay and i were talking and as we all know, vasquez is a giant fucking lesbian and has been out and proud since she was in high school probably and long story short, her gaydar is off the charts
so OBVIOUSLY she has alex figured out from the moment she steps into the deo. and at first she’s not sure if alex is just lowkey and private but then she realises wow alex does not know that she is in fact a giant lesbian
and this amuses vasquez to no end because alex is the gayest gay to ever gay in the history of gay, and she has absolutely no idea. and after a while it gets to vasquez and she cant hold it in anymore so their conversations go a little like this
‘vasquez i got a new motorbike!’ ‘gay’ ‘huh?’ ‘i said yay! how exciting!’
‘vasquez i went to the movies last night and saw this one with kristen stewart in it she’s so cool i really like her’ ‘lesbian’ ‘what was that?’ ‘thespian! you love actors!’
and when maggie shows up on the scene, you bet your ass vasquez hears all about the stupid, short, dimpled cop with shiny eyes who annoys the shit out of alex and vasquez is like oh my god she has a crush is this what it feels like to be proud of your children and she watches closely at the way alex smiles when maggie is around and she sees the way maggie looks at alex and she’s like ‘i give them three months and theyll be engaged’
‘it’s okay, vasquez i dont need back up, maggie’s coming with me’ ‘you are so gay’ ‘excuse me?’ ‘you sure youre okay?’
ANYWAY so after this back and forth for years, FINALLY alex approaches vasquez one day and is like ‘hey susan did you know that maggie and i are dating and also i am gay’
and vasquez goes OH THANK GOD! and she pulls out this huge fucking scrapbook and it’s called DEOh So Gay: The Gaygent Danvers Story by susan vasquez and it’s literally a scrapbook made up of sneaky photos she took of alex’s gayest outfits and also written down documentation of every time alex said or did something gay and alex is blushing and also laughing because she’s so happy she’s come so far and vasquez is a good friend and also maggie loves it and it sits on their coffee table for the rest of their lives
It’s a mutual reveal scenario! In which its a direct mirror of the ever infamous umbrella scene (sans the umbrella and rain).
(Shocking, I know)
So a for the longest ive been wracking my brain on what to get you. Honestly i considered many possibilities and i still am but those, i decided, were better off as separate projects ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) because i wanted to go for a sfw approach.
I know it’s not much (trust me i wish i could have done more bc ur a cool dude) but this is the best i could do atm. it was my first time working with animations and i came across a lot of technical difficulties (like finding the right size so the finalized thing fits under 1MB or tweaking with the settings so it doesnt look wonky) but im actually proud of the outcome :)
anyways, i hope u like this and that you have a neato x-mas and a happy new year!💛🎉🎅
a very very tall boy and a good friend!!! likes to sing a lot! they have many different songs! has crashed my game trying to sing before but THATS OK IM PROUD OF THEM ANYWAY!!!! 10/10
ゥL ゥM 4
ANOTHER GREAT AND VERY TALENTED SINGER!! only has one song but seems very excited to share it with you!! keeps singing for u even when u close the menu! i love them. 10/10
I Feel Like They Are Threatening Me. they are VERY bright red they look angry. I think they have a superglitch move. Still a great pal tho im sure they are doing their best. 8/10
a great and talented friend! her favorite color is dark purple so she covers ur whole screen with it! she wants to sing for u but sometimes she sings infinitely and u cant do anything about it. i am still proud of her. 10/10
very small? what are u doing all the way up there. please come down. 8/10
a very special and VERY hard to obtain friend! looks like a magnemite! can evolve into 6 different pokemon!!! i would love to meet one someday!! 10/10
they do not want to see u they dont like battles. i would appreciate if they just asked me to leave instead of crashing the game. 7/10
’M (FF variant)
a mischievous and cool boy! they look like a charizard! likes to pretend to be ur cancel button and HATES pokemon centers. 10/10
YELLS. very LOUD. gets too excited for ur battle they bring too many friends and fill ur screen with them and crash ur game. i have never had a successful battle with them. sometimes makes pikachu noises? 9/10
the classic! a wonderful friend!! always so happy to see u that they give u items as a thanks!! 10/10
If you don’t think McGonagall was invited to James and Lily’s wedding you’re wrong
She was in her office working late one night when she heard tapping on the window; it was an owl, carrying a letter labelled « Minnie »
So of course she knew who it was from
ngl she teared up a little at the thought that Lily and James were getting married, in spite of the war, and that they’d invited her to the wedding
She wondered for a (very short) while if it would be appropriate for her to attend her former students’ wedding, but oh who was she kidding - this was James Potter and Lily Evans, of course she was going
She showed up in a long bottle green silk dress, and a high bun with green feathers sprouting from it
Of course Sirius was the first to spot her when she arrived
He offered her his arm (« you look ravishing tonight, Minnie ») and escorted her to her seat
She didn’t even try to conceal her tears during the ceremony
she was so proud
later Marlene dares Sirius to ask McGonagall for a dance
Sirius looks offended
« I don’t need to be dared to ask Minnie for a dance! I was going to anyway! »
« Minnie, would you care to dance with me? »
« Mr Black, I hardly think this would be appropriate! And may I ask again that you stop using that name! »
« Come on Minnie, you know you love it. One dance? »
*deep sigh from McGonagall*
« Alright, Black. One dance »
Sirius winks at James as he dances with McGonagall
James is dancing nearby with Lily
He looks so betrayed it’s comical
« Excuse me Lily I must go dance with Minnie right now »
Lily rolls her eyes
« sometimes I wonder if you don’t love her more than you love me » she groans
but she smiles and goes off to dance with Alice
James approaches Sirius and McGonagall and clears his throat
« excuse me, Minnie, do you think I could have this dance? »
Sirius looks bewildered (« uh, mate, can’t you see I’m dancing with Minnie?? »)
« Ah, yes, Padfoot, but this is my weeding. I do what I want »
To their surprise, McGonagall nods, « you know, Black, Mr Potter’s got a point.. »
James smirks at Sirius, who stares at them for a second then stomps away mumbling to himself like the drama queen that he is
McGonagall may tell James how proud she is of him while they dance
James may find his eyes to be a wee bit watery for a second
After a while, Sirius reappears
James starts to make a speech about how Sirius should quit trying already (« I am the groom, Padfoot, therefore I am the one who gets to dance with Minnie » *severe eye-rolling from McGonagall*)
but Sirius cuts him off by saying « Prongs, I didn’t come here to ask Minnie to dance with me. I came to ask you. »
« Oh. Well in that case » — he turns to McGonagall — « Minnie, if you’ll excuse us »
James takes Sirius by the waist and they start dancing
Almost half an hour later, Lily sits down next to a grinning McGonagall and sighs « you know, sometimes I wonder if he doesn’t love him more than he loves either or us »
Tonpa has been taking the hunter exam for 36 years.
And Ging is 34(or so says HxH wikia which I trust to be informed) and took the hunter exam at about 12.
WHICH MEANS. Tonpa knows Ging! He met father and son!!
I mean damn Gon should have just gone to Tonpa to know more about his father: I bet in the process of trying to crush newcomers the man learn a lot about them.
And not only Ging!
Thinking about it, Tonpa knows 35 freaking generations of Hunters! He’s like, a walking bag of infos!
Kite, Shalnark, and probably many of the people who even examined him later on! He took the exams along with them!
Can you imagine Tonpa trying to have Ging or Menchi or Shalnark dropping out of the exam?
Can you imagine him actually succeeding with people like Menchi, who’s freaking impulsive and was probably very bratty when she started as well, so much that she could fall for idiotic traps just because she understimated his plotting skills?
And then having those same people examining him but, like, now they are stronger and look freaking dangerous and he better get away from those kitchen knives of hers because she still holds a grudge for being tricked.
Bet she fell for something like the drugged can. She was too eager of tasting something new.