#askashjacobson

[ask-femned]

askashjacobson heeft op je bericht gereageerd:askireland replied to your post: ((Are there any...

((could I still join in? I got some oc’s I’ve created but still want to use besides this one uwu))

((well there isn't exactly anything to join in with... I just sort of started an oc blog for myself and im kinda looking for people that would want to rp with him/would fit in the same universe))

[asktheitalianslayer]

Wanna know who's giving her away Lovina? >:3 Emmett.

*just can't take it*

[askashjacobson]

ask-the-belgian-crip replied to your post:[[ Just kinda stand over her bcz i'm taller and pat her head whilist giving her and adoring glare]]

[[ Tall enough to seem tall but not really i’m like 5’3” idk ]]

((Oh my god you're taller than me I'm 5'0"

.....please let's hope you're older...i'm 21..with the mind capacity of an awkward penguin and a pencil and a face of a 16 year old ))

[askashjacobson]

That sudden realization.....

((Because Emmett considers Ash as an adopted 'daughter', physically she would be the eldest out of his four children, but technically she's the 'baby' because of their mental age difference.

Weird.))

[askashjacobson]

Ash's Family

((Just for those who are curious))

Thomas David Jacobson-Father (Currently MIA. May appear later on, who knows)

Annaliese Marie Defleur-Mother (Deceased. Died from child birth)

Claire Sophia Defleur/Jacobson/Bonnefoy-Aunt/'Mother'/Biggest bitch on the planet' (Alive currently and scraping pudding from her hair)

((And the 'adopted' weird family))

Emmett Jansen-Adopted gay papa

Lovina 'The Slayer' Vargas-Big Sister

((....I should do a chart for this...fuck it i'm gonna do it))

[askashjacobson]

Mother/Daughter Reunion pt.3 END

Empty. That's all Ash feels right now. Taking a deep breath, she leaned against the wall, and looked at the clock. Much too early to cook dinner. She then turned her attention to the television..like that will help....She shut off her phone, and tossed it unceremoniously onto the table. She didn't feel like talking to anyone. She didn't want anyone coming over....

she just wants time alone...just for a bit.

'I'm not your mother...' Claires voice echoed in her mind. 'Your mother died after giving birth..you killed her.' Ash couldn't believe she was lied to. All those years.....all the pain of wanting her family together...tarnished...destroyed. She didn't have anymore tears to shed..."I need a drink.." she mutters to herself. She checks her wallet, deciding to go out....no cash. Sighing she decides to just skip it. She then turned her attention to the boxes. 'What is in there?...' she wonders. Getting up, she picks up one of the boxes. It felt a bit heavy to her which was weird. "Might as well figure out what's inside...."

Taking a box cutter, she tears through the tape, and she opens the box in a haphazard way. After scooping out the packing peanuts, she tilted her head in confusion. Inside it felt......soft? Taking it out, it was a stuffed rabbit. pure white fur, with a blue ribbon tied around its neck. "What...? I don't understand..." she says quietly. Suddenly a small envelope falls out from under its soft plush arm. Written in Caligraphy, it was addressed to her. Opening the letter it reads, 

'Happy fifth birthday Renee. I wish I can celebrate this happy day with you, but you're always on my mind. 

Papa loves you very much'

"D-Dad?..." she says, choked up. She opened a few more boxes, some with more stuffed animals, others with small boxes to put tiny trinkets in it, and a couple dresses. Each one with a letter inside, addressed to her. 

'Happy Lucky 13 Renee. I'm currently staying in Wales right now. Soon we'll be able to live together, just you and me. 

Love papa'

'Happy Sweet 16. I hope your dreams come true Renee'

'Happy 18th Birthday. You're a woman now, but you'll always be my little girl. Are you done with high school now? Did you make a lot of friends? I always wonder about that. 

Love Dad'

Tears started to form. 'He never forgot about me....this whole time he sacrificed everything just for me...' She thought. 17 years she was angry at him.....for what? She felt horrible now.

...............

She finally got the the last letter, after reading each one over and over. It looked pretty old, as if her father was saving the best for last. Her fingers shook as she carefully opened the envelope. it felt thicker than the others. Inside was a letter....and a photo. 

She picked up the photo and her eyes widened in shock. The back of the photo was labled, '1988. Performing at Ash and Dust with Annaliese.' She looked over at the photo carefully. Her father, was actually smiling. Not the nervous timid smiles he usually has but a genuine happy smile. His hair messy, and his clothes were a bit wrinkled but he didn't seem to care. Next to her a woman with long chestnut colored hair, pinned up in a messy bun, that framed her face smiled with her father. Her steel grey eyes are soft compared to Claire's piercing cold ones. She wore a simple red dress, with a black shawl. In her hand a microphone as if she were getting ready to sing, while her father readied his violin. 

"Annaliese....mom....." she whispers. She set the photo down, and then looked at the letter. It read, 

" Dear Renee.....

When you read this letter you're probably all grown up. In this photo is your mother and me, 4 years before you were born. I wish I was around to tell you sooner about the truth....and I'm sorry. Let me tell you a few things that you would want to know. 

Let me start with the name Ash. It was actually Annaliese's idea to give you that name. Because it was also the name of the night club where she was able to be herself, and have fun. The name Renee, your aunt claire said she gave you that name after her mentor....but Annaliese is the name of your mother's best friend. Who got her into singing...and how we met. 

Now please don't blame yourself for her death. She knew she was not strong enough to give birth but she wanted to see you until the end. She loved you very much. No matter what happens, stay strong. We both love you Ash. 

I hope one day we'll be able to see each other again. I won't give up and neither should you. 

I'm always proud of you no matter what Ash. 

Love, Dad'

She looked at the letter then at the photo. She held both close to her chest as she cried. 

[askashjacobson]

Mother/Daughter Reunion pt.2-Time to drop the bomb

Last time.....

Ash turned and looked at her. Her cheek stung, and a red mark appeared, in shape of a hand print. “W-what are you talking about?…..”

"Well I think it's time you should know, since you've already degraded yourself with your antics." Claire says, taking a sip of her tea. "weak as usua..." she mutters before pushing the cup away. "You are not my child. You're my neice." She says looking at Ash with Malice. Ash stood there silent. 

'Please say she's just trying to fool me...' She thought to herself. She was already put down and called names by the woman but is she really trying to break her? "Oh that look you're giving me. You're trying to pretend I'm making up stories aren't you? Well, too bad for you. I'll tell you a story, dear, 'daughter'."

"Thomas and I were married when he was 23 and I was 18. I thought I would have my happily ever after with that man. Was I ever wrong." Claire says, her voice sounding bitter as she talked. "Your father used to perform at night clubs with my sister, also known as your mother. Her name was Annaliese. Annaliese Marie DeFleur. Your grandmother named her after her penpal from Germany. My little sister always being the favorite. While I worked my way up to corporate, Annaliese, that traitor....all she did was party and sing at those gaudy night clubs night after night.....That was when she took Thomas away from me." Claire bit her lip but remained composed. "

"Annaliese...is....my mother?" Ash asks, a bit choked up. All this time she believed that this woman.....the woman whom she worked hard to please, just to be in her favor....is her aunt? "Annaliese....where is she?...Where is my real mother!?" She yells, tears streaming down her face. "Why didn't she take me with her instead of leave me with you!?" Claire glares at her niece, back handing her again, causing the young woman to fall to the floor. "

"Annaliese died giving birth to you. You, Renee, killed your mother." Claire says, as-a-matter-of-factly. "Annaliese was born sick so of course, our parents gave her everything she wanted. While I remained in her shadow..." 

"But why take me in?...If I'm not your daughter why would you do this?" Ash asks, her voice shaking. 

"I wanted to put you in an orphanage, but Thomas wouldn't have any of that." Claire explains. "That man wanted to keep you. He made a promise to Annaliese that he would take care of you." 

"Then why did he leave!?" 

"He left because he was in debt. So I divorced him, and got custody of you. We had our own lives so I decided to make his miserable. As I made a living he traveled around, using what little money he had left to work his way up. He sent me letters begging me to let him see you. Of course I refused. He even went as far as to make sure most of his debt was paid so he can take you back to live with him, but I made sure it didn't happen so I sent you to the States." 

Ash froze in her place. So her father cared after all....'Papa..i'm so sorry...' She thought to herself. She spent years hating him so much, she finally regret it. Why would this woman do this? Why did she hold so much hate? 

"Get out..." Ash says, gritting her teeth. "Get out of here and don't ever speak to me again!" She screams, as she cried. Claire smirked, as if she won the war. "Such temper....quite befitting of a filthy child like yourself. Oh and before I return.." she takes out her phone and pushed a couple buttons. "Bring it out." She commanded. 

Two men, arrived, bringing out some boxes. "A partiing gift before I leave..." She says. "I figured you'd want this since it's from your father. "Au revoir." and with that the woman leaves.

[askashjacobson]

Lovina

Hmmm….well let me put it this way about Lovina. 

She’s like an older sister whom you haven’t seen in years….

but she’s also like an embarrassing mother you go to Victoria secret to do bra and panty shopping. 

However, she’s a good friend I can talk to. Despite her attitude, she’s really down to earth. Plus she’s more on the ‘Welcome back big sister!’ kind of person, in my opinion.