#Bradley x faye

[roosterbruiser]

[ PAINT ] while painting a room, sender starts a paint fight with receiver

Bradley and Faye??

Even with a record spinning, I know when Bradley comes home. If not because of the speed at which Buttercup darts down the stairs to greet him or the whining Marmalade starts up at her spot by the bedroom door, then because the bubble of excitement that expands my chest.

There's a record playing downstairs, volume maxed out so I can hear it from up here. So I can't hear his lug-sole boots or the ridiculous way he baby-talks Buttercup above the sound of Come On Eileen by Dexys Midnight Runners. But I know him well enough to call out up here! before he probably even has the chance to ask.

"Oh, Faye-baby, y'wearing all that just for me?"

Without even turning around, I know Bradley is leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest and his cheeks flushed from his trek inside from the car. He's probably still in his flight suit, probably still hasn't even thought about showering, maybe even has his heavy tramp keychain in his clutches.

A grin eats my face; one accompanied by pink cheeks and little fluttering movements from my belly as olive stirs and settles. I think she already knows Bradley's voice and--just like me--gets excited by it alone.

"Ha-ha," I mock, not dignifying him by turning around to show him my flushed cheeks in the early evening sunlight peeking in through the window. "Wouldn't have to wear all of this if my husband would just take an evening to paint the nursery."

His footsteps echo in the nursery, the one I've almost finished painting a satiny juniper shade. He grazes his fingers carefully along the smooth dark wood of the crib, the one I watched him put together for the better part of a Saturday night.

"But if I did that, then how would I get to see you painting with no pants on?"

"I don't have paint pants that fit me right now," I explain, biting my lip and shaking my head. "Y'know, the magic of pregnancy and all that good stuff."

What a sight I really must be to him right now: severely pregnant in a pair of old striped underwear, the Steely Dan t-shirt paint-speckled and snot nearly long enough to cover the my bump or bum, hair thrown into a truly careless braid, golden retriever puppy curled up at the base of my stepladder, face naked and gleaming with a sea-kelp mask Bob sent when I told him how dry my t-zone had been since getting pregnant.

"Get down from there," Bradley says softly, hands suddenly anchoring to my hips. "Let me finish up, baby."

Finally, I turn and look at him. His eyes are soft, swimming with the sort of affection that makes my toes curl. And he's positively glowing in the sunlight streaming in from olive's still-naked windows. He's grinning something fierce, pulling me against his solid body, pressing his lips against my neck and nibbling gently.

"Almost done," I sigh, glancing all around the room, ignoring the paint drying on my fingers and forearms. But even as I'm saying this, I'm stepping off the ladder and leaning against Bradley, resting my head on his shoulder. "D'you like the color?"

Bradley's peppering kisses all along my neck and shoulders, hands resting firmly on my belly, nudging the skin there softly to encourage more movement from olive. She complies almost instantaneously, jerking and nestling.

"Uh huh," Bradley mumbles, pulling my hips against his. "Missed you today," he sighs.

I turn around and face him finally, softly petting Marmie and Buttercup's heads when they nuzzle themselves against my legs. Bradley holds me tight, smoothing his hand over my hair before pressing his lips to mine again and again.

"Just today?" I sigh into the kiss, softly nipping his bottom lip. He stiffens but then groans lowly, pulling me closer to him. "I'm offended."

He chuckles, nuzzling his nose against me. I'm warm all over just being this close to him. I never realize how cold I am during the day until he comes home and practically sets me on fire.

"Missed you extra today," he breathes, kissing me a few more times sloppily before lowering to his knees to kiss the exposed skin of my belly. "Missed you today, too, olive."

When he presses his cheek against my belly, I reach down to run my hands through his curls--screeching to a halt whenever I remember that my fingers are dipped in wet paint. But it is a moment too late--I have left a trail of juniper-colored paint through his sandy curls. He gasps instantly, the cold probably prickling his scalp.

"Oh," I whisper, shaking my head as Bradley freezes, lips stilling. "Oh, shit, I didn't mean to do that! Oh, baby, I'm sorry!" I really do mean it--I am sorry. But I can't help the giggles bursting through my lips.

Bradley looks up at me with his jaw squared, his hair mussed to his head now with paint.

"You did that on purpose," he accuses lowly, narrowing his eyes.

I shake my head, but I can't stop laughing. He's starting to grin now, a mischievous look brewing in his pretty eyes as he leans over and dips his hand into the partially-dried paint tray beside us.

"No, please, I didn't!" I defend, taking a few steps back, shaking my head wildly.

But I already know what is about to happen. He's nearing me with a grin, the girls starting to whine excitedly at his boots as I back myself up with my hands help up in surrender.

"You're gonna pay for it," Bradley says, gesturing to the ridiculous streak in his hair--God, I know the paint is going to be hard to wash out in the shower; it is thick and sticky. "C'mon, baby, take it."

"I'm carrying your child," I say helplessly, hips colliding with the crib as Bradley rapidly closes the distance between us. "Think of all the things I'm sacrificing to have your baby!"

But it isn't a moment after that when he finally meets me nose-to-nose, leaning forward and pressing his paint-soaked hand against the dome of my belly. He smears it all over my warm skin there and still has the audacity to press his lips to mine through my gasps. The paint is cold--and sticky.

"S'better," he mumbles into my parted lips with a grin. "We're even now, baby."

And then he just grins down at me--grins like there's really something to be grinning about when he's just dirtied my freshly-bathed skin and disturbed the expensive mask on my face and accosted me while I'm disadvantaged by my very pregnant state.

"You're right," I say, pouting. "Let's fix that."

Before he can even respond, before he can blink or breathe or wipe that smirk off his lips, I cup his face and effectively press a green handprint there. I even swipe my thumb along his mustache until it is thoroughly doused in juniper.

"Oh, green is your color," I whisper to him, nodding. "Suits your skin tone."

He doesn't even thin before he does it--he just reaches up and smooths his hand over my braid, coating it.

"What do you know?" He murmurs in amusement, wiping his mustache with the back of his hand. "S'your color, too, baby."

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Creator Spotlight

@roosterbruiser has a masterlist worth killing over. Personally, between Landslide , Silver Springs, and the FUCK Universe, I am OBSESSED right now. Settle in if you like longer series who are full of charm, love, heartbreak, and happiness. 10/10 recommend.

A Little Q & A:

1: What is your favorite thing you've written or made?  My favorite thing that I've written is probably Landslide. It's my Rooster x OC story! It was the first thing I wrote for this fandom and I really feel like it sparked my passion for writing all over again. I have a very soft spot for my OC, Faye! And of course I am endlessly soft for Rooster!

2: Top 3 favorite creators you want people to check out?  Definitely @bradley-roo! Not only is Flo a close friend outside of Tumblr, but she's an amazing writer! She is getting ready to launch her Bradley Bradshaw x OC fanfic called Mirrorball and I am SO excited about it! I would also highly recommend @beyondthesefourwalls. She is writing the most toe-curling, butterfly-inducing story called Remember You Even When I Don't! It's an incredible Rooster x Reader story that's had me hooked since day one! And finally, the incredibly @roosterforme! She's an amazing cheerleader, but also an incredible writer! I have been HOOKED on Old Habits Die Hard! Hook, line, and sinker!

3: An idea you have for a future work that people should look out for?  I am starting to work on a Rooster x Reader story called Voulez-Vous that I'm super excited about! It's a 70s AU where you and Rooster are pornstars. Of course, all the other members of the Dagger Squad make appearances, too! Also Silver Springs, my Jake Seresin x Reader story that is an installment in my Rumours Universe, has a special place in my heart!

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Top Gun + Top Gun: Maverick

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Tom “Iceman” Kazansky

Head in the clouds // I get a kick out of you by @callsign-dragonbaron

Iceman Masterlist by @youlightmeupfinn

Risky business by @hotgirlmav

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Falling In and Out of Love by @youlightmeupfinn

Be my angel by @mitchellpete

Nick “Goose” Bradshaw

Gold Rush by @duchesstypewriter

Jake “Hangman” Seresin 

Good... Very Good by @enchanting-eloquence

Take me to bed by @siempre-bucky

Hangman Boyfriend x reader by @seasonsbloom

Pay your tab by @multifandomfanfic

Do not disturb by @callsign-valley

Icarus and the moon // Pt.2 by @reverierogers

The last word by @sunlightmurdock

Parling spots and Matcha Lattes // Filet mignons and parking spots by @withahappyrefrain

Who did this to you? by @justfandomwritings 

Hangover by @stillsaltyaboutmcr

Robert “Bob” Floyd 

Misquoute by @welcome-to-writers-haven

You look good in yellow by @cowboybeepboop

Top Gun Nine-Nine by @3tabbiesandalab

A friendly push by @skvatnavle

Stiff competition by @roosterforme

Under the burning sun by @skvatnavle

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw 

Pursuit by @sunlightmurdock

Remember You Even When I Don't by @beyondthesefourwalls

Blurbs

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Hangster and reader by @callmefirefly

Icemav and Hangster by @ouizzyharringrove

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Touch: the following autumn by @eleanor-bradstreet

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Exquisite beauty by @tontattletale

Five sense of love by @libraryofloveletters

Right in front of me by @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

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What a peach by @angrythingstarlight

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Derek Hale by @twjournals

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Friday Releases for September 17

Friday is the busiest day of the week for new releases, so we've decided to collect them all in one place. Friday Releases for September 17 include Prisoners Of The Ghostland, Deltarune Chapter 2, Montero, and more.

Prisoners Of The Ghostland

Prisoners Of The Ghostland, the new movie from Sion Sono, is out today.

In the treacherous frontier city of Samurai Town, a ruthless bank robber is sprung from jail by a wealthy warlord, The Governor, whose adopted granddaughter has run away. Strapped into a leather suit that will self-destruct within five days if he doesn’t find the missing girl, the bandit sets off on a journey to find the young woman — and his own path to redemption.

The Nowhere Inn

The Nowhere Inn, the new movie from Bill Benz, is out today.

From real-life friends Annie Clark (a.k.a. GRAMMY award-winning recording and touring artist St. Vincent) and Carrie Brownstein (Portlandia, Sleater-Kinney) comes the metafictional account of two creative forces banding together to make a documentary about St. Vincent’s music, touring life, and on-stage persona. But they quickly discover unpredictable forces lurking within subject and filmmaker that threaten to derail the friendship, the project, and the duo’s creative lives.

The Eyes Of Tammy Faye

The Eyes Of Tammy Faye, the new movie from Michael Showalter, is out today.

THE EYES OF TAMMY FAYE is an intimate look at the extraordinary rise, fall and redemption of televangelist Tammy Faye Bakker. In the 1970s and 80s, Tammy Faye and her husband, Jim Bakker, rose from humble beginnings to create the world’s largest religious broadcasting network and theme park, and were revered for their message of love, acceptance and prosperity. Tammy Faye was legendary for her indelible eyelashes, her idiosyncratic singing, and her eagerness to embrace people from all walks of life. However, it wasn’t long before financial improprieties, scheming rivals, and scandal toppled their carefully constructed empire.

Blue Bayou

Blue Bayou, the new movie from Justin Chon, is out today.

Blue Bayou is the moving and timely story of a uniquely American family fighting for their future. Antonio LeBlanc (Chon), a Korean adoptee raised in a small town in the Louisiana bayou, is married to the love of his life Kathy (Alicia Vikander) and step-dad to their beloved daughter Jessie. Struggling to make a better life for his family, he must confront the ghosts of his past when he discovers that he could be deported from the only country he has ever called home.

Copshop

Copshop, the new movie from Joe Carnahan, is out today.

Screaming through the Nevada desert in a bullet-ridden Crown Vic, wily con artist Teddy Murretto (Frank Grillo) hatches a desperate plan to hide out from lethal hitman Bob Viddick (Gerard Butler): He sucker-punches rookie officer Valerie Young (Alexis Louder) to get himself arrested and locked up in a small-town police station. But jail can’t protect Murretto for long. Viddick schemes his own way into detention, biding his time in a nearby cell until he can complete his mission. When the arrival of a competing assassin (Toby Huss) ignites all-out mayhem, mounting threats force Viddick to get creative if he wants to finish the job and escape the explosive situation.

Cry Macho

Cry Macho, the new movie from Clint Eastwood, is out today.

From Warner Bros. Pictures come director/producer Clint Eastwood’s uplifting and poignant drama “Cry Macho.” The film stars Eastwood as Mike Milo, a one-time rodeo star and washed-up horse breeder who, in 1979, takes a job from an ex-boss to bring the man’s young son home from Mexico. Forced to take the backroads on their way to Texas, the unlikely pair faces an unexpectedly challenging journey, during which the world-weary horseman finds unexpected connections and his own sense of redemption.

Wife of a Spy

Wife of a Spy, the new movie from Kiyoshi Kurosawa, is out today.

The year is 1940 in Kobe, on the eve of the outbreak of World War II. Local merchant and amateur filmmaker Yusaku (Issey Takahashi) senses that things are headed in an unsettling direction. Following a trip to Manchuria, he becomes determined to bring to light the things he witnessed there, and secretly filmed. Meanwhile, his wife Satoko (Yû Aoi) receives a visit from her childhood friend, now a military policeman. He warns her about Yusaku’s seditious ways and reveals that a woman her husband brought back from his trip has died. Satoko confronts Yusaku, but when she discovers his true intentions, she is torn between loyalty to her husband, the life they have built, and the country they call home.

Lady of the Manor

Lady of the Manor, the new movie from Christian Long and Justin Long, is out today.

Past and present collide in this supernaturally funny buddy comedy when stoner-slacker Hannah (Melanie Lynskey) is hired to portray Lady Wadsworth (Judy Greer), a Southern belle who died in 1875, in a tour at Wadsworth Manor. Hannah, a hot mess, figures she can fake it —until the ghost of Lady Wadsworth appears! Lady Wadsworth tells Hannah it’s time to change her wild ways — and she’ll haunt her until she does — in this hilarious movie costarring Justin Long and Ryan Phillippe.

Best Sellers

Best Sellers, the new movie from Lina Roessler, is out today.

In a last-ditch effort to save the boutique publishing house her father has left her, an ambitious young editor (Plaza) goes on a book tour with a bitter, booze-addled author (Caine) who put the publishing house on the map decades ago.

Squid Game

Squid Game, the new TV series from Dong-hyuk Hwang, is out today.

Hundreds of cash-strapped players accept a strange invitation to compete in children’s games. Inside, a tempting prize awaits — with deadly high stakes.

The Morning Show S2

The second season of The Morning Show, the TV series from Jay Carson, is out today.

Picking up after the explosive events of Season 1, this season finds the Morning Show team emerging from the wreckage of Alex (Jennifer Aniston) and Bradley’s (Reese Witherspoon) actions, to a new UBA and a world in flux, where identity is everything, and the chasm between who we present and who we really are comes into play.

Deltarune Chapter 2

Deltarune Chapter 2, the new game from Toby Fox, is out today.

Fight (or spare) alongside new characters in UNDERTALE's parallel story, DELTARUNE...!

TOEM

TOEM, the new game from Something We Made, is out today.

Set off on a delightful expedition and use your photographic eye to uncover the mysteries of the magical TOEM in this hand-drawn adventure game. Chat with quirky characters, solve their problems by snapping neat photos, and make your way through a relaxing landscape!

Severed Steel

Severed Steel, the new game from Greylock Studio and Digerati, is out today.

Severed Steel is a single-player FPS featuring a fluid stunt system, destructible voxel environments, loads of bullet time, and a unique one-armed protagonist. It's you, your trigger finger, and a steel-toed boot against a superstructure full of bad guys. Chain together wall runs, dives, flips, and slides to take every last enemy down.

Montero

Montero, the new album from Lil Nas X, is out today.

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TOP 100 TRACKS OF THE TEENS

[play on Spotify]

100. PTAF: Boss Ass Bitch

99. Dreamville f/ JID, Earthgang, Buddy & Guapdad 4000: Wells Fargo

98. Rustie: Surph

97. Deloran: Stay Close

96. Shawn Wasabi f/ Raychel Jay: Squeez

95. Tree: Probably Nu It

94. Kelly Rowland f/ Lil Wayne: Motivation

93. Kevin Gates: 2 Phones

92. (Sandy) Alex G: Promise

91. Lillie Mae: You’ve Got Other Girls for That

90. Dirty Projectors: Little Bubble

89. Vampire Weekend: White Sky

88. Paul Simon: Rewrite

87. Bibio: You

86. Ghostface f/ Danny Brown: Six Degrees 

85. Gang Gang Dance: Adult Goth

84. Migos f/ Drake: Versace (Remix)

83. Rich Homie Quan: Type of Way

82. Beyonce: Hold Up

81. Jessie Ware: Sweet Talk

80. Ari Lennox: Up Late

79. Lee Fields & the Expressions: Will I Get Off Easy

78. Rihanna f/ Kanye West & Paul McCartney: FourFiveSeconds

77. Makeunder: In Between My Dead-End Jobs

76. Toro y Moi: Ordinary Pleasure

75. Disclosure f/ Sam Smith, Nile Rodgers & Jimmy Napes: Together

74. Solange f/ Sampha: Don’t Touch My Hair

73. Chris Brown: Fine China

72. Mitski: Nobody

71. The Beths: Happy Unhappy

70. Spencer Owen: Deserve You More

69. Vince Staples: Norf Norf

68. P-Lo: Put Me on Something

67. Todd Terje: Inspector Norse

66. After 7: Runnin’ Out

65. Cam: Burning House

64. Katy B: Katy on a Mission

63. Ciara: Body Party

62. Kanye West: Bound 2

61. Rihanna: Needed Me

60. Nardeydey: Freefallin

59. Sophie: Bipp

58. Famous Dex f/ A$AP Rocky: Pick it Up

57. Chief Keef: Love Sosa

56. Young M.A.: OOOUUU

55. Toro y Moi: Low Shoulders

54. Frank Ocean: Sweet Life

53. Faye Webster: Room Temperature

52. Grimes: Genesis

51. Azelia Banks: 212

50. Carly Rae Jepsen: Now That I Found You

49. Major Lazer f/ Amber Coffman: Get Free

48. YG f/ Lil Wayne, Rich Homie Quan, Meek Mill & Nicki Minaj: My Nigga (Remix)

47. Princess Nokia: Tomboy

46. Jai Paul: BTSU

45. Amber Mark: Mixer

44. Thundercat: Them Changes

43. D’Angelo: Sugah Daddy

42. Kacey Musgraves: High Horse

41. Skylar Spence: Bounce is Back

40. Carly Rae Jepsen: Boy Problems

39. Beyonce: Blow

38. Robyn: Call Your Girlfriend

37. PLANNINGTOROCK: Misogyny Drop Dead

36. Cardi B: Bodak Yellow

35. Young Thug f/ Maceo: Picacho

34. Kanye West f/ Chance the Rapper & Kelly Price: Ultralight Beam

33. Charles Bradley: Changes

32. Dirty Projectors: Impregnable Question

31. Deerhunter: Basement Scene

30. King Krule: A Lizard State

29. Ty Segall: Girlfriend

28. Tune-Yards: Bizness

27. Solange: Binz

26. Mac DeMarco: Chamber of Reflection

25. Ariel Pink: Round and Round 

24. Fiona Apple: Valentine

23. Chairlift: Polymorphing

22. Solange: Don’t Let Me Down

21. Rich Gang f/ Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan: Lifestyle

20. S.O.B. x R.B.E. f/ Kendrick Lamar: Paramedic!

19. Drake & Future: Jumpman

18. Disclosure f/ Sam Smith: Latch

17. Christine & the Queens f/ Dam Funk: Girlfriend

16. Beyoncé f/ Andre 3000: Party

15. Big Boi f/ Gucci Mane: Shine Blockas

14. Juicy J f/ Lil Wayne & 2 Chainz: Bandz a Make Her Dance

13. Kendrick Lamar: Alright

12. Frank Ocean: Thinkin Bout You

11. Danny James, Etc: Without Reluctance

10. Angel Olsen: Forgiven/Forgotten

9. Dirty Projectors: I Feel Energy

8. Beyonce: Countdown

7. Drake: No Tellin

6. Kelela: Bank Head

5. James Blake: CMYK

4. Snail Mail: Heat Wave

3. Jamie xx f/ Young Thug & Popcaan: I Know There’s Gonna Be (Good Times)

2. Kamaiyah: How Does it Feel

1. Robyn: Dancing on My Own

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whenever you have the time, I’d love to hear more about Faye’s other pregnancies. I’m obsessed with Landslide. It’s a masterpiece!

sorry I let this sit in my drafts for so long!!! omg!!!

canonically, I'm making it so Faye really enjoys being pregnant (and good bc they have FIVE girls) because I've tortured her more than enough in the story :,)

here's a blurb I wrote about Olive:

And then, of course, there was Olive. And the house was never even close to quiet ever again. A crackling baby monitor, some battery-operated toy, hiccups, crying, giggling, abused piano keys crying unceremoniously, gleeful chattering, babbling, burping, tiny feet on the kitchen tile. Olive was always relentless--plagued with a never-ending case of hiccups, especially when she was upset--and walked through life with a certain boldness only her aunt had possessed. It took Olive a few moments to cry when she was born in that white-washed hospital room just before midnight--stubborn as she is, she only relented when her daddy touched her for the first time. She is the oldest daughter, the bravest, the boldest. Self-assured, secured in her place in this world. 

Faye's pregnancy with Joni is about as smooth as a pregnancy can get! chasing around a toddler keeps Faye on her toes, but Bradley always makes sure to spoil her rotten as soon as he gets home.

her biggest craving is giant salads. and we aren't talking flimsy little things, either. we're talking the words: cooked pasta, breadcrumbs, cabbage, butter lettuce, carrots, peppers, vinegar dressing, tomatoes, chicken, seeds, nuts, etc. Bradley would obviously start calling Faye "bunny" during this period bc of that!

after her less-than-steller experience birthing in a hospital, I think Faye would opt to give birth at home. she already knows that she can do it medication-free, but they go to lots of classes anyway! I imagine that Faye is only in labor for a few hours, just like she was with Olive. and then Joni Caroline is born late into the night on October 19th, 2023.

here's a blurb I wrote about it:

Then there was Joni--sweet Joni, endlessly quieter than Olive, but doted on relentlessly. Joni was always watching--those big, brown eyes lingering over still faces and laughing forms and moving screens and cloudy skies. But we--Bradley and I--we could always hear her. It was the humming. She hummed from--what feels like--birth. Always a low little vibration in her throat, her eyes far-away and glassy, her little lips a flat line. When Joni was born, when I pulled her from the warm water and onto my naked chest in the lowlight of the living room, she didn’t cry. Frantically, the midwives checked her airways while Bradley and I rubbed her back, cooing at her. Her airways were clear and she was breathing; she just didn’t have anything to say. 

similarly with Olive and Joni, the pregnancy is easy. she's a surprise baby, but it's a happy surprise! chasing after two toddlers does keep Faye on her toes, but they have family living close to them by the time she's pregnant with Finch!

they keep the gender a surprise, even though they both feel like it's a boy. they don't know why other than they just assume after two girls, they'd get a boy. they settle on the name Finch and don't really look for a girl name at all!

but as soon as Finch is born and is absolutely a girl, they decide that the name Finch is absolutely perfect anyway.

here's a blurb I wrote about it:

Finch came screaming into the world on the coldest day in February, roaring herself into this serious world with a very serious cry. As I laid on the bedroom floor, the plastic sheet beneath me crinkling with my every movement, she bawled and bawled and bawled. It wasn’t until I put her to my breast, only minutes after birth, that she relinquished all thoughts of upset. Finch has always been insistent--always attached to the boob when she was an infant, always begging for more of this, more of that. But as insistent as she has always been, she has been the kindest soul to ever touch this earth. She used to rush into the house in a frenzy, holding an ailing baby bunny, begging me to save it, mommy, save it! She was the resident bug collector, releasing spiders and centipedes outside safely. She would hold hands with anyone, would never leave without kissing us goodbye, and was never embarrassed to let her dad hold her on her shoulders at concerts--even when she was too big. 

Bradley and Faye have three sweet and perfect girls and decide what the Hell? why not have one more!

and then they get pregnant with twins. twin girls!

I feel like this is Faye's most complicated pregnancy. knowing that she is carrying twin girls is a genuine physical reminder of her own sister every single day. worrying about repeating the mistakes of her parents or repeating any part of her history is a major concern for her. Bradley's constantly rubbing knots out of her shoulders at the end of the day.

physically, she's dealing with more weight and less room in her womb, but she's been pregnant a few times by now and knows how it goes. pregnancy agrees with her, even if it's twins!

Bradley is more concerned about two newborns than anything else, especially since the other girls aren't very old yet!

but then they're born and they're the most perfect little souls to ever grace this earth. they complete the Ledger-Bradshaw family to a tee--complete with their big brown eyes and loud mouths.

here's a blurb I wrote about it:

Last came Opal and June. My last daughters stretched me to my breaking point, waiting until a cool June day to start my labor. It was my longest and most grueling one, which was unexpected. Twenty-three hours of me pacing around the house like a wild animal, heavy with two baby girls, twisting this way, stretching that way, standing up, kneeling, leaning, swaying. Little Opal was born first--and she was slow to emerge from me. Coming into my arms at four in the morning a tiny and pink thing, furrowing her brow at me as if I'd interrupted her quiet night. Shortly after Opal was June, who was sweeter and quieter. She was born with her eyes wide open and looking into mine--they were the eyes of my grandmother, deep blue and very intense. They have always been attached to me--attached to my hip. Despite being born in the same hour on the same day, Opal is louder than June. She is more than June in every way: more emotional, more angry, more happy, more hungry, more thirsty. Opal was my only daughter that cried when I left her at daycare for the first time. June held her hand quietly, diligently, but did not tear up. But when I returned only a few hours later, grocery bags in the backseat of the truck, June wrapped her arms around my leg and would not let me go. I sat in the car with them for a long time, the engine cut and the ice cream in the trunk melting, just petting their hair and explaining that I will always come back. Always. This is not to say that the twins love Bradley any less than they love me. And he loves them just as fiercely as he loves me, Olive, Joni, Finch. But they have always been my shadows. They were the last to stop breastfeeding, the last to stop sleeping in our bed, the last to take their training wheels of their bikes, the last to leave the house. And even now, when Opal needs comfort, she will openly weep and wail until we are cooing and patting her hair and kissing her cheeks. And even now, when June needs comfort, she will hold onto me and not let me go. They use their spare keys often.

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if you sent me a request, I will be getting to those tonight :) thank you everyone who sent one!

on a different note entirely: I have two things I’m really wanting to write and I want to know everyone’s opinion!

I thought of a really soft scene between Faye and Bradley where they bring Olive home from the hospital. not to spoil anything but it would include the pups meeting Olive, picking the first record they’re gonna play for Olive, and Bradley taking care of Faye and Olive so we’ll. it makes me a pile of goo to think about tbh!

the other thing is the rewrite of the prologue for Silver Springs. I honestly debated for a long time and have decided that the story is going to be written in Sookie’s perspective now; I just don’t think I have what it takes to write from a male’s perspective!! I already started the rewrite and already feel so much better about the work I’ve produced.

now….which would you all like to see first?? that is the question…

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“i love you” “i love you too..but i love your cat more”

Why do I feel like Bradley would have said this to Faye at some point?!?!?! Probably where they are both a little to drunk 🥴

oh yes this absolutely did happen!!

coming home from The Hard Deck, both of them more than a little tipsy. Bradley is that bleary-eyed kind of touchy, holding onto Faye and collapsing himself onto the sofa.

and Faye is that giggly, lovey kind of drunk. and she sits on his lap and she's smiling and maybe her mascara is a little runny. and she holds his cheeks and tells him that she loves him.

"I love you, tramp."

and he really loves her so fucking much. so so so so so much. but then Stevie nestles in right next to him and she's so warm and cozy. so he sighs, pushes Faye's hair behind her ears.

"I love you, baby," he says. then he sighs. "but I love Stevie more."

lots of faux-offense and grabby-hands later, Bradley definitely makes it up to her--in the bedroom.

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omg i was just looking through the landlside extra posts, you were going to kill off faye?? omg i must know how/when! i would’ve been unbelievably heartbroken lol xx

ahhhh, guilty....

so it was my plan from almost the beginning for Landslide to be a part of a larger universe. my plan was to write Landslide and have Faye/Bradley be the main characters that the story focuses on. and obviously as much as Landslide is about romance, it's also about grief and loss, right?

and my plan was to then write a story in an alternate universe that focused on Maggie/Jake. I even dropped hints in the earlier chapters about Jake and Maggie being a good fit if things had gone differently.

for example:

“You know, I actually read a Cornish legend about clover,” I say, leaning towards him, “a young maid put a fistful of clover on her head to alleviate the pain of carrying a heavy pail of milk and got instant relief. Not only that, but she could suddenly see dozens of fairies and elves all around her.” 

Hangman considers my story, cheeks dimpled. 

“So, if I put you on my head, I’ll be able to see fairies?” 

I shrug, blushing. 

“I guess we’ll never know.” 

Penny hands the beer to Hangman and glances at me. I can hear my own heart hammering in my chest. Hangman turns around to rejoin the group, but first sends a wink my way. 

“Maggie would have ate him alive,” I laugh. 

Penny doesn’t laugh--just smiles sadly. The pit in my belly grows. She touches my hand softly, squeezing it. I wonder how much Penny knows. After Maggie, I came to The Hard Deck rarely--first opting for a harsher scene, then no scene at all. Maybe Penny still feels fresh about Maggie. 

“I think I’m drunk,” I tell her, waving myself off, “I should close out my tab.” 

I even had an entire outline written. I was going to have Faye die in the air, too, and it was low-key going to be Hangman's fault because instead of defending Crimson and Clover, he went in for a kill shot (and missed). Faye's seat was gonna malfunction and not eject and Maggie would've grappled with the fact that she left Faye behind. it was gonna be a whole thing.

but then I literally fell in love with Faye. like she is my daughter, my therapist, my best friend, my mom, my sister, etc. I love her! and I was literally sick at the thought of killing her off, especially in a gruesome way like I planned. so then I was like, okay...what if I have her die in her sleep bc there's a gas leak in her house? her house is old...

then I realized that I just....couldn't kill her off. she is everything to me lol. and I feel like I would've pissed all of you off if I spent an entire book making you love her and then just killed her off in the prologue of another book!!

so Faye is SAFE! for the most part, I don't really believe in killing off people anyway (shut up, Maggie) especially if it doesn't aid to the plot!

thanks for the question!! I love talking about this stuff :)

[roosterbruiser]

I know you mentioned that Faye doesnt want to experience new music without Maggie, but if there was one artist that broke Faye out of this, who would it be?

this is such an insightful question! thank you for sending it!

in this post here, I talked a little bit about what it would be like if everyone in the Dagger Squad brought an album for Faye to listen to!

but this is also something I've been chewing on for a while. I really think Faye would dig Laura Marling and she would've listened to her older/folksy stuff in college. and then when Laura Marling comes out with her album Song For Our Daughter in 2020, I think Faye would give it a listen.

I think in terms of the song that makes her think of Maggie, it would definitely be Strange Girl. I mean tell me these lyrics aren't Maggie/Faye coded:

Get all your records out and throw them all away No one left to listen to, much left, less to say Working hard and getting on, still not getting paid Stay low, keep brave

Woke up in a country who refused to hold your hand Kept falling for narcissists who insist you call them, "Man" You work late for a job you hate that's never fit the plan Stay low, keep brave

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

Build yourself a garden and have something to attend Cut off all relations 'cause you could not stand your friends Announced yourself a socialist to have something to defend Oh, young girl, please, don't bullshit me

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

You changed how you feel, it's good to break the seal And blow us both away It's changing all the time and it starts to blur the line It's supposed to keep you safe

And you row like a tidal wave And you row like a tidal wave

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

I love you, my strange girl My lonely girl My angry girl My brave

I think the song For You would make her think about Bradley, too. it's such a soulmate song and I just feel like she would think about him when she listens to it.

I drew pictures of you Long before I met you Just a fragment of my mind I had called out for you Almost every night Precious things are hard to find

It was just an evening Much like any else When you came into my life It takes one to know one And I saw you there As I had seen you all my life

I thank a God I've never met Never loved, never wanted (for you) I write it so I don't forget Never let it get away I wear a picture of you Just to keep you safe

Now that I have you I will not forget What a miracle you are No childish expectation Love is not the answer But the line that marks the start

I thank a God I've never met Never loved, never wanted (for you) I write it so I don't forget Never let it get away I keep a picture of you Just to keep you safe

I thank a God I've never met Never loved, never wanted I write it so I won't forget Never let it get away I keep a picture of you Just to keep you safe

I thank a God I've never met Never loved, never wanted I sing it so I won't forget Never let it get away I keep a picture of you Just to keep you safe

and I think especially after having Olive, Faye would be really attached to this album because of the title track, Song For Our Daughter.

Though they may want you to tread in their trail Only to see if the path they set fails Though they may want you to take off your clothes Whatever they think that the accent exposed With your clothes on the floor Taking advice for some old, balding bore You'll ask yourself, "Did I want this at all?"

Do you remember what I said? The book I left by your bed? The words that some survivor read?

Lately I've been thinking about our daughter growing old All of the bullshit that she might be told There's blood on the floor Maybe now you'll believe her for sure

She remembers what I said The book I left by your bed The words that some survivor read

Though they may take you for all you had left You won't be forgotten for what you had not done yet

So you wished for a kiss from God And you mourn in your childish loss Innocence gone but it's not forgot You'll get your way through it somehow

You remember what I said The book you left by your bed The words that we all have lived again

and I think even think that Only The Strong is so Bob/Faye/Maggie coded like I'm sorry, Laura Marling and I must be on the same wavelength or something bc just read these

Only the strong survive Only the strong survive Only the wrong relive their lives We've been here a thousand times

Wish I could go back and find Letters I wrote you in my mind Perhaps I could unknot us from this awful bind Most I have forgot or overrefined

Love is a sickness cured by time Love is a sickness cured by time Bruises all end up benign Love is a sickness cured by time

I hope that you can change my mind Had to leave this crying all behind I hope that you don't think that I'm unkind So somebody told me, only and only Only the strong will survive

Only the strong survive And I won't write a woman with a man on my mind Hope that didn't sound too unkind Just struggling to figure out how only, only, only, only Only the strong can survive

Hope that you can change my mind I had to leave this crying all behind I hope that you don't think that I'm unkind It's just somebody told me, only and only Only the strong can survive

anyway, I highly recommend you give it a listen! it's a fantastic album and I think it would be easy enough of an introduction for Faye. Maggie wouldn't want her to never experience new music again.

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Just me thinking about Girl Dad Bradley in Landslide having 4 daughters and realizing besides 4 college funds, he should go ahead and start one massive wedding fund...that way no one feels pressured to get married but everyone will have money set aside for whatever kind of wedding they do want...this man is never gonna financially recover and he is okay with that 🤣

honestly, I've been missing Landslide so much recently! happy to talk about it! this is my invitation for ppl to send Landslide thots :,)

and I think I said in the past there were four girls....but I decided there's five bc of course when they try for baby number four, they get twin girls instead :,)

this man is literally a fucking goner bc he also never learns how to say no to any of his daughters (neither does Faye, honestly!) so t hey usually end up getting whatever they want!!

I love the point you brought up that it's just one massive wedding fund so no one feels pressured to get married! that is SO Landslide!Bradley and Faye--they would absolutely do that! they're very considerate and accepting people and they love nothing in the world more than their sweet girls! and ANY choice that they make (even if it ends up being the wrong one) is more than okay with them!

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writing something so sad that you give yourself a stomachache and vow to never share it w the world

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I love Landslide so much! And I love the relationships Faye has with everyone.

I have two questions if that's ok??

I know Faye and Bradley as soulmates and she has platonic feelings for Jake but if Jake moved on and found someone to love and settle with (like loves them more than he does Faye, if that is even possible. So much so he actually wants what Faye and Bradley have with them) would Faye be protective of him?

Not possessive protective but more worried about his heart being broken again kind of protective, like she will judge (not harshly) this person who heals Jake's heart and makes sure they are the one for him?

And second one

Did Faye ever hangout and remain friends with Maneater and Jagger after the misson and everything with Maggie. They seemed like an amazing team and friends but was it too much for her to keep seeing them?

hey, baby!! OF COURSE you can ask me any questions at all about Landslide or anything else!! I am so glad you enjoyed the story :) means the world to me that you read it!!

so to answer your first question...yes! Faye is absolutely protective over the people that she loves. but she is also a very kind and welcoming person, so I don't think she would ever be mean to whoever Jake ends up with! she wants him to have what her and Bradley have and she wants him to be as happy as she is, so if/when he finds a soulmate, she will be happy. not to spoil anything but this will definitely be delved into in Silver Springs--which will be in the perspective of Jake's love interest Sookie Lorde! I'll be reposting the prologue soon if you're interested in reading it :)

so yeah for your second question: this is something I wished I had touched on more! I never stated this (I think...?) but there was a trail after Maggie's death. Maneater and Jagger were cleared of any wrongdoing. Faye doesn't necessarily blame them for not being able to save Maggie, because she knows that would kill them! but yes, you're right, it was way too hard for her to keep seeing them without Maggie there.

originally, I was going to write a scene at Bradley and Faye's wedding where Maneater and Jagger come (they were invited obvi lol) and they all sit down and kind of reminisce and Faye would verbally tell them that she's okay now. and that she has never held it against them what happened to Maggie. but then the wedding chapter was already so long, so I scrapped the idea!!

great questions :)

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Ok Landslide is one of the best works I’ve ever read. Hands down.

I know you’re blessing us with incredible Epilogues, but would you consider Faye x Rooster blurbs?

Not necessarily chronological just at any point in their relationship? Also- I’m so sorry if you’ve already written some and I missed it!

first of all, thank you so much! it really makes my entire day to hear that people enjoyed Landslide so much!! I enjoyed every single second of sharing it with everyone :)

I would absolutely love to consider doing Faye x Rooster blurbs!! do you have any in mind? happy to write any and all of them! Rooster and Faye are my favorite to write about!!

send me any and all of your ideas!! 💛💛

[roosterbruiser]

𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐄 — 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐘 "𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑" 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖 𝐗 𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄 "𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑" 𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓, 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅-𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓. 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝟏𝟖+. 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘. 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓. 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇. 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅. 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓. 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓.

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 —𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟖𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟐𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟔𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟕𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗--𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟗𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟏𝟗𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟐𝐍𝐃, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟒𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟔𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇���𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟖𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟗𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 —𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟑𝟎𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 —𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝟐𝐍𝐃, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 —𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝟒𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 —𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟒𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 —𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟕𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄.𝐎𝐍𝐄 —𝐅𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟐-𝟏𝟑𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄.𝐓𝐖𝐎 —𝐅𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟑𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑.𝐎𝐍𝐄 —𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑.𝐓𝐖𝐎 —𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄.𝐎𝐍𝐄 —𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟕𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄.𝐓𝐖𝐎 —𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟕𝐓-𝟖𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 —𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟗𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

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I'm just thinking about Uncle Bob and Auntie Nix going to Chateau Bradshaw after a long deployment and them just getting absolutely tackled by the Bradshaw girls while Bradley laughs his ass off and Faye makes sure no one gets injured.

I feel like in a way Chateau Bradshaw is home base for everyone especially in the early years before everyone else really settle down, everyone makes a visit when they get home from deployment because Faye is such a mom she'll get them reoriented into life stateside.

shut up shut up shut up this is so fucking sweet :,)

Chateau Bradshaw is definitely the first place everyone goes after deployment if they can swing it. not only because they welcome the tackling of all five Bradshaw girls, plus a solid hug from Bradley and an overall sense of comfort from Faye, but because they're home is just a home.

it's not even that it's always clean and organized and proper, because Lord knows it's not. but it's lived-in. it's warm and full of life and little hands and piano and knitting projects and homework and dogs and home cooked meals. there's always fresh bread and there's never a quiet moment. it's the kind of place where everyone wants to go after living on a giant hunk of metal for months and months on end.

so, while Uncle Bob and Auntie Nix get tackled in the entryway by a horde of little girls wearing paper crowns and tutus and glitter and braided flowers, Bradley's grinning in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. he's patiently waiting his turn to hug Phoenix and Bob, grazing the little bits of gray in his beard as he watches his daughters hang onto two of his favorite people in his childhood home. he always sees a little bit of Carole and Goose in all the girls, especially when they get excited.

and Faye, on the other hand, is smiling softly to herself in the kitchen. it's a mess of orange pulp and strawberry juice and banana peels and smushed blueberries. there's fresh coffee on the pot because Lord knows Phoenix and Bob are gonna need it to keep up with the Bradshaw Bunch. the bread is cooling on top of the oven and Faye still has flour strewn across her cheek and fruit pulp beneath her fingernails. but all the same, as she picks up the fresh fruit platter for Bob and Nix, she's the happiest she's ever been.

"no biting!" Bradley teases Joni, swooping in to scoop her and June up, kissing them both on the cheeks. "let 'em breathe, girls!"

and Bob and Phoenix are blushed with joy, getting all their hugs in, commenting on their growth, petting their curly hair.

"god, they're so big," Phoenix marvels, hugging Bradley and kissing his stubbly cheek. "when did they get so big?"

"they grow about ten inches every time I see them," Bob echoes in disbelief, holding Opal and Finch while Olive hangs onto his leg. "can't y'all just stop it already?"

"I wish," Bradley says with a tired and happy grin. "little beggars, aren't they?"

and when Faye comes out of the kitchen and into the doorway, the vision of domesticity and sweetness with her old apron and her soft edges and tarnished beauty, everyone's breath is in their throat. she's there, holding a platter of hand-cut fruits form her hand-grown garden, grinning that same grin. and she's watery in the eyes and so joyous when she laughs that it's like an alarm for all the Bradshaw girls, who detangle themselves from Bob and Bradley and start galloping towards her.

"I'm so happy you're here," Faye says.