helplesslydevoted

[helplesslydevoted]

I Heard From The Heavens: Chapter 1

A/N: Hi friends! First of all WOW I’m writing this based off a day dream, on a 6 hour flight at 10pm. So bare with me. I too have fallen head over heels for our hot pilot and decided it was time to come out of my three year long writing hiatus (three years y’all, please be gentle I’m still getting back into the swing of things). This will be a series if y’all like it (I hope you do) and I’m always open to suggestions! Also I’m so sorry about the weird text breaks, once I transferred it over to tumblr I wasn’t able to fix them. Love y’all!

Overview: Anya (could also be a self insert), a young women in her late twenties, carries the weight of the world as she attempts to juggle a social life, her job, and raising her five year old nephew. The pair moves to North Island expecting to start a fresh and quiet life. What Anya doesn’t expect is a certain handsome Lieutenant to waltz into their lives.

Warnings: Language…I think that’s it for this chapter?

A night off. Finally.

A rare occurrence in Anya’s life. Her new life.

Being just shy of 29 and new to North Island (famously known as Fighter Town USA to the locals) going out to bars should be apart of Anya’s weekly agenda. Her girlfriends tried to drag her out as much as possible when she was back home, but juggling a career and a kid and a million stressors that no one should have to carry, she barely ever agreed. She’d hoped to reignite her social life once they had landed somewhere safe and were settled, but being away from all family and support Anya found it more difficult than originally planned.

“Oh my god Anya respectfully SHUT UP.” Her best friend Jules spat at her over the phone earlier that Thursday afternoon, “Just find a sitter online, dress sexy and go get drunk for a night. You deserve it. Danny will be fine”. A deep groan rumbled from Anya’s throat at the demand.

“It’s not that easy and you know it. I already got a sitter for tomorrow night to give myself a breather, but wasn’t planning on being gone for more than an hour or two. I’m rarely away from D and he might freak out. You know how anxious he gets. Plus I know nobody here, what if something bad happens? What if I get kidnapped or jumped?” Jules’ high pitched laugh echoes over the phone followed with deep sarcasm “Hey at least you’ll be setting some kind of action. Maybe your kidnapper will be hot.”

“You’re impossible” Anya managed to say as she tried not to giggle. “Besides, I’m very content with my life right now. Not looking for a relationship every five seconds like some people I know.” Anya could hear the eye roll from the other side of the line” Plus it doesn’t matter anyways. What guy my age wants to date a girl with a kid?” She wondered out loud. “A good one. The right one. You just gotta find him”. There it was. A rare seriousness from Jules Henderson.

A beat, a deep breath and an agreement followed.

“Fine. Just one night, and I’ll finding someone to go with. I’m not dumb enough to go alone.” Cheers were heard from Jules side as Anya hung up. “What the hell did I get myself into with her” She mumbled to herself.

Mentally preparing for the usual Friday buzz at work, Anya took extra time whisking her boy off to school. Daniel was a brilliant kid, always eager to learn and do the best he could. While other kids were screaming or picking their noses, he would stare at the chalkboard in his kindergarten classroom with wide bright blue eyes of wonder. His innocence and caring nature made it even harder on Anya to watch him continue to grow up in a harsh world. She was reminded of that especially as he waddled with excitement into school this warm Friday morning and she took a few moments to sit with her thoughts before buckling up for the hectic day, and setting out with a separate quest to find a buddy to go out with that night.

Working as a teacher made it especially difficult for Anya to find friends her age in the staff. All her coworkers were either in their early or late days. No in between. Greenville High Schools principal was young and could let loose, but Anya decided it was too soon to ask her new boss to go out partying with her. And the 74 year old Mrs.Mill who taught AP English across the hall definitely did not want to set foot in a bar. So the spiteful choir teacher was pulled aside with an invitation during their lunch period.

Miss Emily Connor is the human form of a bubbly personality, Anya decided after their first few run-ins. Her bright smile and 70’s-hippie-style made her approachable, but she would never miss out on a chance to voice her opinion. And boy was it a loud one.

“There’s a bar by the beach called the Hard Deck that I’ve been to a handful of times. Cute little joint. I teach guitar lessons from 5-6:30 but can meet you there at 7.” Emily suggested, and Anya couldn’t help the smile the grew wide. “Sounds perfect. I’ll see ya there”.

That’s how she ended up in her favorite outfit, walking into the beloved bar full of excitement for freedom and anxiety from leaving Danny with a young babysitter and a long list of instructions. It was a wild Friday night full of tourists, locals and men in uniform. Emily bought Anya a drink and about an hour into the two of them chatting about work and students they’re sharing, the air halted as the blasting music from the jukebox came to an abrupt stop. Within moment, a piano across the bar from the ladies came to life and everyone seemed to drop what they were doing to gather around and sing along to an unfamiliar tune. Anya was both amused and confused all at the same time. Had she moved to a town straight out of a musical where everyone somehow knew the words to songs, and got together to sing them? Never the less, Anya reminded herself to relax and enjoyed the scenery.

“Live in the moment darling” Anya’s grandmother used to constantly remind her.

Anya could not see who was causing all the fuss, and as soon as the rest of the patrons joined in the singing, she no longer could hear him either. Not that she cared, she was just there for the ambience. It wasn’t until the piano stopped and the massive roar of applause and cheering calmed down that she was able to catch a glimpse of the maestro. He was tall, light brown hair curly hair that matched a thin mustache laying above his lips, and aviators resting on the arch of his nose. An old fashioned Hawaiian shirt laid on his broad shoulders and his bright smile held Anya’s attention for longer than she’d consider socially acceptable. Normally she wouldn’t consider mustaches attractive but holy shit this was a first.

“Not bad looking huh?” Emily’s voice snapped her back to the present. Anya just smirked and took a sip of her drinking, hoping to change the topic momentarily. “Not bad at all. Why didn’t you tell me the pool of men here is like a pot of gold?” Emily giggled at Anya’s response and the ladies ordered another round as she did her best to avoid continuously glancing at the mystery man. Although she was unsuccessful multiple times.

Confused as to why he was playing pool and drinking with multiple people in pilots uniforms but not wearing one made it even more difficult for Anya to try and silently figure out who this man was. He had removed the aviators which gave her a small glimpse of his facial features that she hadn’t been able to see before, but from across the way in a crowded room it was difficult to make out his details. However, her train of thought and secret investigation were cut short when she went to peek another glance at him and caught him staring at her. And he didn’t look away.

Bradley Bradshaw had met his fair share of beautiful women, especially being a decorated naval pilot, but nothing had prepared him for this. He had simply looked around the room while waiting for his turn in 8-ball but forgot all about the game when he laid eyes on the most beautiful women he had ever seen. It’s like the whole world dimmed around him and the only light left in the bar was on her. Rooster was never one to stare, but for the life of him he couldn’t look away. It was only a matter of seconds before her eyes locked on his, and for the first time in his life, Bradley was absolutely speechless.

Anya’s cheeks became tomato red and she quickly diverted her attention away from the stranger, who she felt like she’d known her whole life. Suddenly, the room was all too small and the atmosphere was way too hot. Feeling like she couldn’t breathe, Anya excused herself from Emilys presence and stepped outside for some air. Roosters eyes never leaving her as she slipped out of the jumping room.

“Dude what the hells wrong” Phoenix’s voice finally pulled him back to his body. “Hangman just hit three holes in a row and you haven’t even moved.” Suddenly uninterested in the game he was so invested in moments before, the pilot quickly pulled himself together and walked away from his friends “Sorry, I’ll be right back guys”. Protests and groans from the group could be heard as he walked away, but Bradley couldn’t care less as he stepped into the warm evening air.

The sun set on the horizon and the only light left were fairy lights strung outside the bar and a few tiki torches the led way to the beach. Anya took a deep breath as she looked out at the ocean and listened to the faint sound of music from the bar mixed with waves crashing on shore.

“It can get pretty overwhelming in there huh?” The unfamiliar voice was startling at first and caused her to whip her head around, only to find the man she had been so infatuated with only minutes before. Anya wasn’t a shy person necessarily, but flirting or even talking to handsome men had ever been her strong suit. “Yeah I guess you could say that.” She simply responded and offered a small smile which caused a pull on the corners of Roosters mouth. “Either you’re new around here or have somehow managed to avoid this joint in our small community.” He said, a bit too quickly hoping to divert her attention from his noticeable blush. “New” she said with a shrug, looking down at her feet.

“I figured. There’s no way a beautiful girl such as yourself could live here and somehow escape my knowledge”. They were both taken aback by Roosters surge of confidence, and Anya couldn’t help but let out a tiny laugh. “That was cheesy.” she said through a smile. He chuckled at her response and ran a hand through his hair, “It really was, I’m sorry”.

A few moments of awkward silence passed before it was Anya’s turn to break the chain. “So um, that was some show back there.” She muttered out with hesitation. This earned a laugh from the man in front of her. “Thank you thank you, I find the patrons enjoy it and it tends to lighten the place up a bit. Plus my friends have fun with it.”

“So are you in the navy like your friends?” She asked, pushing.

“I am, yes.” Bradley remembered his manners, finally. “Lieutenant Bradley Bradshaw, but everyone calls me Rooster”.

“Rooster huh?” Anya smiled and he went weak in the knees.

“Yeah it’s a call sign. We’ve all got ‘em.” He took this opportunity to step forward and offer a hand to shake, but just as Anya opened her mouth to exchange her name a voice called after her.

“Hey your phone keeps going off and I’m about to throw it in the ocean.”

Ah shit, Emily. AH SHIT, Danny.

Anya offered an apologetic smile to the man and met Emily halfway across the patio, grabbing her phone and seeing multiple texts from the sitter saying she needed to get going before curfew. She groaned and turned towards the handsome stranger.

“I’m sorry but I’ve gotta go. It was nice meeting you Bradley.” She said before spinning on her feet towards the bar. “You can call me Rooster ya know.” He called after her. She stopped right before opening the door to the chaos and called over her shoulder “No I don’t think I will.” With that she disappeared into the crowd.

It took his mind a second to catch up before his feet took off, chasing the women who was escaping. Both pushing through the mob of drunk folks dancing along to the juke, it was not an easy breakaway. Payback stopped Rooster halfway through the room, wondering why he’d bailed on them so quickly, but he just sputtered out a quick apology and an “I’ll be right back” before continuing his mission. By the time Rooster had gotten out the front door, she was already climbing into her car across the parking lot.

“Hey, I didn’t even get your name!” She turned to him, the moonlight outlining her features. God she was breathtaking.

With a smile, Anya simply replied “Guess you’ll have to find me again.” And with that, she was gone.

[helplesslydevoted]

[call me by blondie playing] THE STEVE HARRINGTON BABYSITTING SERVICE

[helplesslydevoted]

I just had a really funny thought. Can you imagine if BTR was still going on today but they were dealing with modern problems? And everything still happens the same. Like Kendall is just chilling but then like the power shuts off and someone comes in and just goes “You forgot to pay the electricity bill” and Kendal just turn to the camera and you just hear ‘Ah ah ah ooooo’ and the opening credits play

[helplesslydevoted]

Jackie Kennedy,1962

[helplesslydevoted]

'kids these days have it easy' thats the point thats the point thats the whole point we're here to make it better for whoever comes after you sad selfish self absorbed puddle of wank

[helplesslydevoted]

You promised you would stay...

And I believed in it.

I held on to that promise.

But you lied.

You gave up on me.

[helplesslydevoted]

[helplesslydevoted]

I told you what hurt me most and you did it perfectly.

[helplesslydevoted]

[helplesslydevoted]

[helplesslydevoted]

Drops of Jupiter

[helplesslydevoted]

You die and appear in an endless ghost town, and no one can be seen anywhere, only you and some animals wandering around. One day, you meet God– and he tells you you’re the only person in Heaven.

[helplesslydevoted]

Freddie: No homo has been cancelled. Everyone can have a little homo. As a treat.

[helplesslydevoted]

On October 17, though it was well past the children’s bedtime, Jack was waiting with both Caroline and John F. Kennedy Jr. When Jackie’s plane landed at National Airport. He let go of their hands and both children ran as fast as they could toward the plane. Caroline dashed up the steps to hug and kiss her mother, while John was in such a hurry that his little legs gave out and he had to half-crawl the rest of the way. When the president reached the cabin door, Jackie stepped back just enough so that press gathered below saw only her white gloves hand reach round his neck and pull him to her.

[helplesslydevoted]

me every month: has my period AGAIN 

me every month: 

[helplesslydevoted]

i said whoever burned the library of alexandria you’re moms a hoe

[helplesslydevoted]

Mark Hamill speaking to fans at Oxford Union.