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Sir That’s my emotional support retiree.
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thinking about aaron judge realizing you're his future
warnings: alcohol consumption, pregnancy, denying marriage? (ig, i didn't know how to put this in here) if your triggered by having kids and living together without marriage then don't read, no beta as usual
a/n: this is based on a convo I had with a friend here! she requested reader to be music producer and I decided that she's gonna be a black baddie too, shout out to all of my beautiful girlies!
it took a lot for him, to get back on dating scene after a split from his wife. first it were just casual hook ups, but he grew bored with that. he was social only with his friends, teammates and family, avoiding flashier, more crowded events.
he was spending sometime during offseason in California and he agreed to go to a club opening with his friends. and man was he bored. he haven't done this things in such a long time, should be excited to do so, but wasn't. music wasn't doing anything for him, energy and vibes were off. he wanted to call it a night earlier, he wasn't miserable but he felt like he was wasting his time there,
until he saw you. you sat by the small table with two men and a girl. wasn't she the one Jazz listened to and pretended that he didn't? the name was at the back of his head. Tate McRae. that was her name.
but Aaron's attention was all on you. you haven't said a word yet, listening carefully, but you had this quiet confidence around you. your braids tied into a thick one, your lips were glossy and cheeks graced with the most beautiful shade of blush.
he probably was staring but he needed to scan everything. not only your make up and hair was perfect, your outfit was captivating. tank top with red vintage car printed on it, muddy wash jeans he always found ridiculous, but not on you apparently. he couldn't see your shoes, but red belt complimented your pants. you looked like you main female lead in Tarantino movie.
"yo, Aaron" Cody patted his arm and Aaron turned his head in his direction, Mookie Betts stood next to Cody trying not to burst out laughing "man you want Tate's autograph or what? you be standing here starin"
Aaron shook his head, looking away, hiding his flustered expression. "It's not Tate man" Cody and Mookie looked at each other and then at you. Mookie whisled quietly. "I see you man"
"Go ahead and talk to her" Cody said. "She's not gonna punch you"
Aaron just stayed quiet and muttered something about getting a drink. Cody and Mookie just shook their head, but they looked over your table as you stood up.
"Dude" Mookie showed Cody's side, pointing at the empty glass. you passed them when going to the bar and gave Mookie a smile.
"congrats for back to back" Mookie jaw went down, but he managed to thank you, as Cody laughed at him. they stayed in a safe place, observing the two of you. you had the most cheerful voice, mismatching your calm presence. they expected Naomi Campbell annoyance and recieved the most genuine warmth. they knew Aaron's going to be shocked.
at the bar you were just about to order when the giant man next to you turned around, almost spilling the drink. he pressed the glass to his chest, nothing spilled, though embarassment spread on his face.
"god, i'm so so sorry"
you chuckled, assuring him that it's nothing.
"my friend said something to me about baseball star looking at our table. thought he meant Mookie, but there you are, Yankees captain himself" he let out a nervous chuckle and you continued "so... was it you or Mookie staring?" you asked the question and Aaron was tahnking god that he didn't take sip of his drink yet, because he'd choke for sure.
"uhm, that would be me, i have to admit... i was quite captivated by you" you raised an eybrow just to tease him, but smile appeared on your face.
"that's good" you hummed "hate when married man do that" Aaron smiled, stress finally leaving. he sat next to you and conversation started to flow. he asked you about your drink, garnished with chili pepper.
"spicy margarita, just like the blush i'm wearing"
you talked about everything, just getting to know each other. he found out you were not a baseball fan even. if you had to choose you'd go with Dodgers obviously, as your family was rooting for them, but personally you were basketball fan, supporting Golden State Warriors. you talked about California too. you were born and raised in Pasadena, but went to Berkley, so North Cali where Aaron was from wasn't foreign to you.
he found out you were music producer and they guys you and Tate were talking to were business partners, one of them your long time friend from high school. helping produce Tate's recent album was a major step for you. you told him you always loved music. you could play chello and piano.
just when Aaron thought you couldn't be even cooler he saw your car, when you were stepping outside. red ford ltd from 1972 was the car you were driving. well not that night, thanks to margaritas in your system.
you sat on passanger's seat and Aaron crouched down.
"i had really good time tonight" he murmured
"likewise" you answered, fidgeting the strap of your purse "how long will you stay in California?"
"untill the end of the year i think. maybe longer" you beamed at him, not trying to hide the relief. he smiled at you, showing his perfect teeth. "well, i almost never do this, but call me sometimes" you gave him your card with a smile.
Aaron obvioulsy did. wanted to call you right in the morning, but decided on afternoon. it turned out to be his favourite offseason. he haven't felt like this since highschool, since Sam. it was near Christmas, two months after you met when he asked you if you want to be his, officialy. he asked you when you waited at red light on Sunset Boulevard. it was the first time you let him drive your ford and he was dropping you off to the studio.
you visited him in Tampa when spring training started and he saw how uneasy you felt. you finally cracked to you got an offer from Columbia Records, meaning you could move to New York. papers were in LA waiting for your signature.
"baby, that's great news! what's holding you back?" he asked with concern and his heart cracked a bit when you whispered in small voice, such unusual for you, that you were afriad if he wanted to have you there. he took you in his arms and pressed a long kiss to the top of your head.
next morning during breakfast he asked you to move in with him.
"i'll go crazy with us both living in New York, but not under the same roof. away games will steal you from me anyway"
you of course agreed and now, two years later Aaron observed you from the sofa. you sat in front of the piano, almost 3 year old Nora on your lap. you were trying to entertain her with twinkle twinkle little star, but she was shaking her head grinning at you, askin for the song from before.
"honey pie, i was just goofying" you groaned drmatically, but played the song anyway and Nora clapped her hands. she slid of your lap soon after and went to play with Gus.
you sat next to Aaron, shaking your head. "i'm bad influence for the child"
"told you, shouldn't play Still D.R.E" he laughed
"she's growing up so fast, isn't she? she was like what, 7 months when I met her and she's gonna be three soon" you sighed, laying your head on Aaron's chest.
"mhm, time flies like crazy" he hummed kissing your nose and you giggled.
you told him about the playdate Sam scheduled for Nora with her friend form preschool Kylin.
"Sam said she can't make it that day, but I'll be here, don't have much planned for the day. i'll pick up the girls and watch em here with Kylin's mom"
Aaron nodded, looking at you with so much love. he didn't believe he's gonna find love like that, but here you were. fit right in in he's world. succesful, independent, strong but gentle and loving too. you loved Nora from the first day and she fell in love with you two. you handled co parenting and being step mom like a pro. you were a natural and you were surprised yourself how well that role suited you, not interrupting your career too. you were 5 years younger than Aaron and didn't have your own kids, so you were a little hesitatant, but turns out you didn't have to.
you went to put Nora down for nap and Aaron stayed on the couch deep in his thoughts. Penny lied on his lap but she sensed her dad was thinking on something. Aaron wondered if it was time. he loved you so much it hurt sometimes, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to be married again. he was sure he wanted forever with you, but couldn't stop anxiety from whispering in his ear that after you both say 'i do' things will get ugly. he was so in his head he didn't see you walking across the room.
"you're thinking so loud they could hear you over on Staten Island, you know?" you chuckled as he flinched. "spill"
Aaron looked at you, wondering if he should brush this off, but you always read him. so he told you everything. how much he loves you, how perfect you are as a step mom to his daughter, how he wants you to never leave his life. but is scared of giving you the ring.
"love, i actually don't know how it didn't come up this 2 years were together, but... i was engaged" he looked at you surprised but let you continue "he was my highschool sweetheart just like Sam was yours, we got engaged on our freshman year in Berkley and set the date after graduation, but i called it off. he wasn't a man for me at besides i never needed a ring to be happy. i have so much more than i ever dreamed of, Aaron. you have no idea" you cupped his cheek. "it's the love we have that matters to me not a ring on your finger. if you ever decide to get on one knee and ask me to be your wife i probably will say yes, because duh, but i don't need it baby. i know i'm yours and that you're mine"
he looked at you with glossy eyes, too stunned to speak. no one ever made him feel this loved and safe like you did. he pressed his forehead to yours, weight dropping off his shoulders.
"i only want you as my future, us, a little family we have here"
you pecked his lips lightly, but it was enough for him to melt.
"come here" you whispered, laying down and bringing him with you, his head on your chest. he hummed as you storked his curls. comfortbale silence fell between you but you broke it shortly after.
"Aaron I also wanted to tell you something" you felt his muscles tighten a little "no no, you're gonna like it, i promise" you laughed.
"I.. I've been kind of fighting with my own thoughts too, but I talked to your mom and you know, you spoke of a family earlier..."
he was now sitting up, fully focused on you.
"what if i.., what if instead of only being a step mom to Nora i would give her a brother? or a sister?"
Aaron really couldn't belive his luck and blessings. He let out a shaky laugh and his feelings that were already at the surface, fully took contol as one tear slipped on his cheek when he lifted you off the couch and spinned you around.
"wanted to tell you on Christmas, but well" you laughed
"Christmas? oh my god, you'd keep it from me that long? a month almost?"
"i don't know, maybe i would" you stick your tongue out at him. "well if the bump wouldn't give me away"
but it turned out the bump would give you away. you were beautiful and glowing, pregnancy was going amazing for you but the bump was getting big so fast. you were a little anxious, but didn't thought of the obvious reason.
"have i told you, twins run in my family?" you asked Aaron the afternoon after an appointment, because he couldn't accompany you to this one. he grinned into the kiss. he went with you to the next appointment though, finding out the sex of your babies. he didn't have preference, neither did you, just wanted them to be healthy.
"well, congratulations to you! looks like you're carrying two baby girls"
Aaron kissed your hand, feeling emotional again.
"you'll be surrounded by girls at home" you said, when you walked out. "well you'll have Gus"
he laughed "yeah he's gonna be my buddy. him and me protecting our sweethearts. girls run the world don't they?" he cooed, caressing your bump. "for sure run mine, you are so loved already" he kept talking to the bump when you sat in the car. "you'll have amazing women by your side, your mommy and sister in the first place. oh and you'll have so many uncles, will be hard to pick the godfather"
you laughed to yourself as he kept ranting
"Aaron you're the sweetest, but please drive I'll need to pee soon"
he pressed a quick kiss to your lips and started the car. Kendrick and Sza voices filling your car and you smiled the entire ride, debating over how he would tell the team he's gonna have twin girls.
he started another rant. about a party he should throw for you, or dinner and invite the whole team. hell, he'd invited the entire city, he just wanted you to be celebrated.
your heart was growing bigger with each word he spoke and you couldn't be more grateful that you and him were each other's forever
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guys I kinda got carried away, let me know if it's okay! some fluff and cuteness was needed♡
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torres (I MISS HIM SO BAD)
Planning to go to another baseball game like I did the other weekend and I’ve suddenly had to think to myself. Am I becoming a baseball person? Or do I just enjoy the stadium food and the fireworks?
Things to ponder…
I go into work: the Red Sox have (finally) won 17-1. I am happy.
I get out of work: Alex Cora and 5 other members of the coaching staff have been fired.
just realized that it's been a while since i posted 2Jack crumbs or anything banana ball related even though that's my main fandom so here's a yap and some footage from recently
and expect more footage to make up for the sad lack of updates that ive been putting the 2 ppl that keep up with 2Jack stuff through (sorry dudes)
1) the babies at the hannah montana movie premiere
2) the babies at disney (i think wdw magic kingdom) together
i'm still working on WiB but there have been some... unforeseen delays. (read: exam season) so chapter one writing will probably pick back up at... the end of may, maybe? hopefully.
more 2Jack and TyKy footage to come. thank you for coming to my ted talk.
@baseball-haven @davidshawnsown
(if there are more bananaball ppl out there that wanna be moots pls don't be shy)
MLB opening night is upon us. Netflix has the exclusive rights. Where will you watch your team play the rest of the season?
MLB really looked at us and said "you know what baseball needs? A Netflix subscription and Jey Uso." 😭
Tonight's Opening Night (Yankees vs. Giants) is exclusively on Netflix and it officially marks the era where being a baseball fan is a logistical nightmare.
I wrote a whole breakdown on the death of the local sports channel, ESPN suddenly going local, and how you basically need an Excel spreadsheet and $100/month just to legally watch your team play 162 games. The game on the field is incredible right now, but the streaming wars are genuinely exhausting.