Anonymous asked:

A confident man in love with a woman with whom he's spent 3 months alone on Rowan's private island should look totally de-stressed, contented and confident don't you think? But Joke looked anything but that from the moment the letter arrived; even when he was 'touching the woman he loves where no man has before'. Could it be that every Nolake interaction is a threesome, if not Olivia bringing Fitz, but him always competing with Fitz in his mind? Did Command put him on notice with funeral visit?

katrinapavela:

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katrinapavela:

Yep about Jake being unsettled from the moment the letter arrived. He knows the only hope of allowing himself to believe that Olivia chose him (which she didn’t) instead of merely settling what for what was there. Just as Olivia is always a part of Fitz and Mellie’s relationship, the same goes for Fitz as part of what Olivia and Jake are pretending to have. 

I know Jake’s mad because he got sucked into the wake of Fitz’s political destiny post-Remington and didn’t have a rich daddy to rescue him like Fitz did. So he ended up in B6-13. That’s still a back story that needs a little more explanation and we might get it. Overall, I’m so tired of Jake and Rowan.

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Jake only has a problem with Rowan and B6-13 when Olivia seems like she gives a shit about him. You can see his flip flop all throughout season 3 many times. 

Oh dear I can’t stop laughing. First of all, Joke’s widdle wee wee cannot match the baguette. Ok!
Also, he cannot touch Olivia where it really matters, in her HEART not her vagina.

^^^^^^^^

babycakesbriauna:

This was the inspiration for this

Life as a parent campaign was an adventure. Especially for Fitz when it came to Nadia. Karen and Jerry understood his abscence but not his little popcorn. It was one if the downfalls of the campaign , yet seeing that little girl smile every day was his driving motivation.
Sometimes, he wanted to hug her hard enough to break her. She was just that cute. Tiny, smiley, curious, beautiful. He wanted to wrap her up and keep her safe from all the evils of the world and kiss her repeatedly. This campaign had showed him just how cruel some people would to his youngest, because of who her mother is. He wanted to shield her from that as long as possible.
Nadia was getting bigger every day. Nine months old and just beginning to walk. She still had constant topples, but her little chubby legs wobbled persistently until she got to where she wanted to go – which was usually right to Olivia or Fitz.
When the young girl was with Mo’Ma she was always outdoors. Audrey took Nadia on walks around the concrete jungle. She would happily tuck the little girl into her arms and do a few laps around the apartment knew what to expect now. Her tiny arms would reach for Mo’Ma whenever she saw him, knowing that she would be picked up and taken for a stroll. She smiled a lot afterwards,but then again, she always smiled. One of the happiest babies around.
On the campaign bus, Nadia loved being passed around. For the most part the was a quiet baby. If someone held her and talked to her she’d be fine. Having her around had increased morale. She always seemed to cheer everyone up.
They were headed to New Orleans for a rally. Fitz was in the back of the bus getting a quick power nap. He was stretched out in a white “Vote for Grant” shirt and jeans. His shoes were kicked off and one ear bud was hanging from his ear. On his chest, rested little Nadia. His are was draped across her securely, protecting her even in his sleep. Both had wild bed head, and Nadia was leaving a small pool of drool on his chest. It was the perfect Hallmark moment.
Cyrus walked to the front of the bus to grab Olivia. “This scene is gold.” He told her.
"I’ll take a few pictures and make sure they get on our social media sites," Olivia told him with a smile as her heart melted. It reminded her of a photo of her and her father. They’d been in a similar position on a train. She knew she’d have to do a side by side photo and pass it along to Sofia and Audrey.
Olivia took a few quick photos, before emails them to the webmaster. She went to her seat to grab a blanket for her two nappers. After carefully covering them with the blanket, she pressed a kiss to Nadia’s head. Then she kissed Fitz’s stumbled jaw. He’d have to shave. As she went to return to her seat, she felt a hand reach out and touch her wrist.
Olivia looked back to see her husband’s sleepy eyes staring at her. “Fitz baby, got back to sleep.”
"Kiss?" Fitz requested in a low, groggy voice. She let out a little laugh before leaning down to kiss him softly.
Fitz smiled at her when she pulled away. He peaked down at Nadia, brushing lint from her face, before closing his eyes and dozing back off.
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babycakesbriauna:

This was the inspiration for this

Life as a parent campaign was an adventure. Especially for Fitz when it came to Nadia. Karen and Jerry understood his abscence but not his little popcorn. It was one if the downfalls of the campaign , yet seeing that little girl smile every day was his driving motivation.
Sometimes, he wanted to hug her hard enough to break her. She was just that cute. Tiny, smiley, curious, beautiful. He wanted to wrap her up and keep her safe from all the evils of the world and kiss her repeatedly. This campaign had showed him just how cruel some people would to his youngest, because of who her mother is. He wanted to shield her from that as long as possible.
Nadia was getting bigger every day. Nine months old and just beginning to walk. She still had constant topples, but her little chubby legs wobbled persistently until she got to where she wanted to go – which was usually right to Olivia or Fitz.
When the young girl was with Mo’Ma she was always outdoors. Audrey took Nadia on walks around the concrete jungle. She would happily tuck the little girl into her arms and do a few laps around the apartment knew what to expect now. Her tiny arms would reach for Mo’Ma whenever she saw him, knowing that she would be picked up and taken for a stroll. She smiled a lot afterwards,but then again, she always smiled. One of the happiest babies around.
On the campaign bus, Nadia loved being passed around. For the most part the was a quiet baby. If someone held her and talked to her she’d be fine. Having her around had increased morale. She always seemed to cheer everyone up.
They were headed to New Orleans for a rally. Fitz was in the back of the bus getting a quick power nap. He was stretched out in a white “Vote for Grant” shirt and jeans. His shoes were kicked off and one ear bud was hanging from his ear. On his chest, rested little Nadia. His are was draped across her securely, protecting her even in his sleep. Both had wild bed head, and Nadia was leaving a small pool of drool on his chest. It was the perfect Hallmark moment.
Cyrus walked to the front of the bus to grab Olivia. “This scene is gold.” He told her.
"I’ll take a few pictures and make sure they get on our social media sites," Olivia told him with a smile as her heart melted. It reminded her of a photo of her and her father. They’d been in a similar position on a train. She knew she’d have to do a side by side photo and pass it along to Sofia and Audrey.
Olivia took a few quick photos, before emails them to the webmaster. She went to her seat to grab a blanket for her two nappers. After carefully covering them with the blanket, she pressed a kiss to Nadia’s head. Then she kissed Fitz’s stumbled jaw. He’d have to shave. As she went to return to her seat, she felt a hand reach out and touch her wrist.
Olivia looked back to see her husband’s sleepy eyes staring at her. “Fitz baby, got back to sleep.”
"Kiss?" Fitz requested in a low, groggy voice. She let out a little laugh before leaning down to kiss him softly.
Fitz smiled at her when she pulled away. He peaked down at Nadia, brushing lint from her face, before closing his eyes and dozing back off.
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babycakesbriauna:

This was the inspiration for this

Life as a parent campaign was an adventure. Especially for Fitz when it came to Nadia. Karen and Jerry understood his abscence but not his little popcorn. It was one if the downfalls of the campaign , yet seeing that little girl smile every day was his driving motivation.

Sometimes, he wanted to hug her hard enough to break her. She was just that cute. Tiny, smiley, curious, beautiful. He wanted to wrap her up and keep her safe from all the evils of the world and kiss her repeatedly. This campaign had showed him just how cruel some people would to his youngest, because of who her mother is. He wanted to shield her from that as long as possible.

Nadia was getting bigger every day. Nine months old and just beginning to walk. She still had constant topples, but her little chubby legs wobbled persistently until she got to where she wanted to go – which was usually right to Olivia or Fitz.

When the young girl was with Mo’Ma she was always outdoors. Audrey took Nadia on walks around the concrete jungle. She would happily tuck the little girl into her arms and do a few laps around the apartment knew what to expect now. Her tiny arms would reach for Mo’Ma whenever she saw him, knowing that she would be picked up and taken for a stroll. She smiled a lot afterwards,but then again, she always smiled. One of the happiest babies around.

On the campaign bus, Nadia loved being passed around. For the most part the was a quiet baby. If someone held her and talked to her she’d be fine. Having her around had increased morale. She always seemed to cheer everyone up.

They were headed to New Orleans for a rally. Fitz was in the back of the bus getting a quick power nap. He was stretched out in a white “Vote for Grant” shirt and jeans. His shoes were kicked off and one ear bud was hanging from his ear. On his chest, rested little Nadia. His are was draped across her securely, protecting her even in his sleep. Both had wild bed head, and Nadia was leaving a small pool of drool on his chest. It was the perfect Hallmark moment.

Cyrus walked to the front of the bus to grab Olivia. “This scene is gold.” He told her.

"I’ll take a few pictures and make sure they get on our social media sites," Olivia told him with a smile as her heart melted. It reminded her of a photo of her and her father. They’d been in a similar position on a train. She knew she’d have to do a side by side photo and pass it along to Sofia and Audrey.

Olivia took a few quick photos, before emails them to the webmaster. She went to her seat to grab a blanket for her two nappers. After carefully covering them with the blanket, she pressed a kiss to Nadia’s head. Then she kissed Fitz’s stumbled jaw. He’d have to shave. As she went to return to her seat, she felt a hand reach out and touch her wrist.

Olivia looked back to see her husband’s sleepy eyes staring at her. “Fitz baby, got back to sleep.”

"Kiss?" Fitz requested in a low, groggy voice. She let out a little laugh before leaning down to kiss him softly.

Fitz smiled at her when she pulled away. He peaked down at Nadia, brushing lint from her face, before closing his eyes and dozing back off.