#Hunter Bradley imagine

[mischievous-thunder]

When someone dares to be flirtatious with the love of your life so you just use various combinations of your exquisite skills to teach them a lesson under the pretext of using interrogation tactics on them

[layla4567]

You're being mean

gif not mine

Pairing: TVA!Loki x Fem!reader

Summary: The bastard of X-5 or "Brad Wolfe" as he now calls himself has returned to his original timeline and is a renowned actor. When you try to catch him he won't stop bothering you and crossing the line with you, luckily Loki comes to the rescue.

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Not proofread, Loki torturing Brad, Bradley being a brat (and kinda flirty), Jealousy Loki i think that's all

"I don't see it here, are you sure it's here?"

"Have I ever been wrong?"

Loki gave his friend a questioning look

"Ok ok but that time it was Miss Minutes' fault, not mine."

"You're bad at lying Mobius"

You walked up behind them wearing a beautiful long ivory dress. Mobius and Loki in their elegant tuxedos gave you an approving look.

"But he's right, X-5 is close, I feel it."

"So what are we waiting for? Let's go"

Mobius took the lead and you and Loki followed him. Loki stood next to you, wrapping his hand around your waist while he whispered in your ear.

"You look ravishing my dear"

"And your tuxedo looks wonderful on you"

Loki smiled as you placed a kiss on his cheek. The three of you walked through the alleys of the city in your elegant clothes. You arrived at the entrance of a theater with a giant billboard that said "ZANIAC"

"What kind of joke is this?". You said

"Looks like someone's been busy". Mobius joked

There were a lot of people crowded together and several photographers shooting their flashes at a guy who was getting out of a limousine dressed in a black tuxedo and a kind of white scarf over his shoulders. He smiled and greeted the people who smiled and applauded him. Loki, Mobius and you were left behind the crowd so he didn't see them.

"Let's get this over with"

You said as Loki offered you his arm and you placed your hand on it heading towards the red carpet entrance. Inside there seemed to be more people than outside, everyone was drinking and smiling while they chatted. Everything had a festive atmosphere. People approached X-5 and called him Brad Wolfe while he waved and posed smiling for the cameras.

The three of you stood in line as "Brad" walked by to say hello, upon seeing Mobius, Loki and you he almost dropped his bright smile but quickly hugged you and Mobius.

"Guys! It's good to see you!". He said with fake joy as he continued smiling at the paparazzi.

He was about to hug Loki but Loki looked at him seriously and this seemed to intimidate the actor so he lowered his arms and walked away clearing his throat.

"So your name is Brad Wolfe now?". You asked

"Bradley, indeed. Brad for friends". He said with a proud and presumptuous smile.

Bradley exhaled and clapped his hands while nervously looking away.

"Listen now I have an important premiere of my movie, what do you think if you have a drink while you wait? Mobius, Y/N what do you want?"

"surprise me". He said

"What he said"

"What about you Loki? What will you take?"

"Oh I'm fine, thank you"

"Ok then it will be two whiskeys and a martini for the lady"

Brad said winking as you rolled your eyes, Loki frowned.

"Well I guess this isn't so bad, we can drink while we work"

"Is he running?". Loki asked

"He is running!"

As Bradley escaped through a back door the three of you ran after him. Your dress and heels made it difficult for you to run but you managed by grabbing the hem of your dress and holding it up while trying not to slip and fall. Brad was fast but luckily he was still in your field of vision. You suddenly realized that Mobius was falling behind as he slowed down. You stopped and went for your friend

"Mobius, what's wrong, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah it's just… I'm too old for this, I'm tired". He said while breathing heavily

"Come on, put your arm on my shoulder, I won't leave you here."

You were about to grab his arm but he stopped you by leaning his back against the brick wall.

"No, no, you have to reach him before we lose track of him. Go ahead!"

Reluctantly you continued running while wondering where the hell Loki had gone. Now Brad was further away but when he noticed that they were not chasing him he slowed down, that gave you an advantage so you took off your heels, throwing them near a trash can and ran with all your strength to catch up with him. Brad turned his head and saw you, nervously he started to run faster but you were already closing the distance and with a few steps you caught up with him. You grabbed him by the arm, he squirmed but couldn't get out of your grip.

"You won't be able to escape Brad". You said, catching your breath as you placed your hands on your hips.

“Please Y/N you don’t have to do this, just let me go”

"Let the only person who knows what happened to Dox and Sylvie escape? Let me think about it". You placed your index finger on your chin pretending to think. "Mmh NO"

Brad sighed with a grimace of disgust as he looked into the alleys for a possible escape route. Suddenly he slowly approached you, forcing you to press your back against the wall.

"Listen, we've worked together for a long time, you know me, I know you. Why don't we forget all this and just let me get on with what was supposed to be my life in the original timeline?"

You just looked at him with a frown without giving in, as Brad knew this he placed a hand gently on your shoulder.

"You know? If you let me stay here maybe I can even make a place for you in my career, you can surely be a great actress. Better than Brigitte Bardot if you let me say, which by the way the rumors are false, I'm not dating her if you're interested know"

Bradley smiled knowingly at you with that sickly vain smile he always had. You were about to tell him to go to hell when a shot of emerald green magic collided with him, sending him backwards until he fell on the cold floor near some stairs. You turned your head in surprise to see who had done that and you couldn't help a huge smile on your face. Your boyfriend Loki came walking opening his tuxedo with one hand. When he got close to you he asked you if you were okay, you said yes. Then he looked at Brad seriously.

"I think you're not playing fair, Brad."

Bradley growled and got up to run again, Loki ran after him.

"Meow". You purred, smiling amused.

Mobius, who had seen the whole scene, came trotting slowly towards you. I look at Loki who was running away and then at you, looking from one person to another with a confused grimace.

"You two are very weird"

Loki chased Brad down alleys until he reached a dead end, leaving Brad trapped between him and a large graffitied wall. Loki wasted no time and cloned himself using illusions, now these two Lokis cast a large horned shadow on the wall. The eyes of the original Loki turned green and the shadows took on a life of their own and captured Brad who was writhing and shaking his fists trying to get free. You and Mobius arrived just in time to see Bradley being humiliated.

"A little over the top, don't you think, all the shadow play?"

"I thought it was spot on"

Loki made his other clones disappear in a bright green snap, you smiled in delight. You loved when he did that.

"Of course my love"

***

When you returned to the TVA you already had your uniforms, you were wearing a long brown knee-length skirt with a matching jacket. They were about to enter the room where Brad was detained but first Mobius gave us a warning.

"Ok before we walk through that door I have to warn you that Brad knows all the interrogation strategies and he's also an asshole, so don't let him get under your skin okay?"

You nodded your head but Loki remained silent. You and Mobius looked at him and he felt offended.

"What?"

You laughed and went in with the others. The orange room was large and empty except for a small seat in the middle of the room where Bradley was.

"Welcome back, will remove this annoying collar from me?"

"Shut up." Mobius said

"Someone is grumpy today…"

You rolled your eyes trying not to exasperate yourself but Bbrad was a difficult guy to deal with.

"Let's get back to what interests us, where are Sylvie and Dox?". Loki asked

"I don't have the slightest idea, by the way, by what authority do they keep me here? Because in this entire room I don't see anyone with enough rank to do it"

"We don't need anyone's approval to arrest a hunter who abandoned his job."

Bradley looked at you with a swaggering sideways smile.

"Oh that's cute, really cute. But weren't you three the ones who said that free will is important and all that shit? Well, I went to get my life back, now tell me why you're upset with that."

"Because there are lives at stake"

Bradley's gaze passed from yours to Loki who was looking at him with his hands in his pockets and hunter's eyes.

"Lives at stake? Sure, I understand"

Brad repeated the phrase and sighed, shaking his head.

"We all know what you're trying to do. You're trying to make up for all the terrible things you've done in your pathetic life.."

Loki took a deep breath, closing his eyes, and Mobius was afraid that Loki would do something bad, so he stopped him.

"Ok that's enough"

"No, no Mobius, It's ok. Let him talk, I want to hear more"

"Good, everything you have tried to do to help others has only made things worse. I have read your file and the problem has always been you, you think you are special and you are not"

"Watch your viperous tongue Brad…"

You warned him gravely as you took a step forward, as if you wanted to assure him that if his next word is anything hurtful, it will be his death sentence.

"But it's the truth." He looked at you and then back at Loki. "Let's face it, it doesn't matter what you wear or what lies you tell your friend and yourself. You always make everything you touch worse. For Mobius, for Y/ N, for your mother.."

Brad shrugged and Loki raised his chin, feeling slightly hurt but trying to suppress it. That was the last straw for you. No one was going to dare talk like that about someone you loved, no matter who it was. You lowered your head for a second and let out an airy laugh full of anger and approached Brad with a firm step, clenching your fists.

"Ok you really have to learn to shut up"

"Y/N..." . Mobius said softly and with fear

"But why would I keep quiet? I'm just telling the truth."

You tensed your jaw as you placed your hands on your knees, leaning a little more towards his face to be almost at his height. He just looked at you defiantly, tilting his face up slightly.

"The only truth here is that you are an egocentric idiot who only cares about his timeline and not anyone else's, you said that Loki wasn't special, well you aren't either, let's be clear."

He looked at you laughing lowly, he seemed to have fun with this.

"You look adorable trying to insult me ​​or take information from me. That's not going to work. I told you, I've known you for a long time and you wouldn't hurt a fly."

With every thing Brad said about you, Loki's jaw clenched more and his pupils dilated slightly, lowering his chin.

You stood up, crossing your arms and tilting your head, trying to analyze him.

"Why are you so sure about that?"

He laughed harder, smiling and looking away for a second to see you again with an even more arrogant attitude.

"You've always been like this, the sweet Y/N, so helpful but so weak in character. You think you can be tough and play bad cop, but you can't. In fact, I thought you were smarter than that."

Loki exhaled and moved uncomfortably in the place without stopping to see Brad, Loki seemed to want to kill him with his eyes. Mobius looked from side to side, not knowing what to do and fearing the worst.

"You know what? Someone as smart as you wouldn't have looked for a guy who thinks he's a pathetic god as a boyfriend. You would have looked for a better match."

Brad said that last bit with a stupid smug smile making his intentions clear when he said another match. You felt like you had had enough so you just smiled.

"Stand up now"

"Sure." He said with a shrug.

When he got up you got closer to him and looked at him sighing with a smile that announced a victory. You placed your hands on his shoulders.

"Maybe you're right, you know, Loki did horrible, awful things to a lot of people. And maybe it's also true that sometimes when he tries to help others he makes mistakes." You pretended to remove some lint from his shoulder, fix his clothes and comb his hair with a finger, Brad just followed your hand confused "But do you know what the difference is between him and you? That he does try to correct his mistakes and doesn't hide like a coward pretending that everything is fine like you"

Mobius lowered his head trying to suppress a laugh while Loki smiled slightly proud of you. Brad looked at Mobius with a frown and then turned to you.

"Oh, and one more thing"

Suddenly you kneed him hard in his groin, making him groan in pain, causing him to bend forward, placing his hands where you had hit him.

"Never underestimate me, honey"

You walked away with a triumphant look while now Mobius, unable to contain himself anymore, let out the laugh he had been holding for a long time. You approached Loki and grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

"Are you alright?"

He looked at you lovingly, smiling and relaxing his jaw, feeling himself relax.

"Of course, my dear"

"Well I think we've had enough, we'll come back later"

Mobius said as he approached the two of you. Suddenly he came to your side and whispered to you.

"That was excellent!". He said smiling and raising his thumbs in approval.

You laughed and left the room with them. You wouldn't let anyone speak ill of your friends, much less Loki. Maybe he was a pathetic god, but he was your pathetic god.

***

this was so silly xd but I've wanted to write something like that ever since that episode came out.

[mothdruid]

hunter || bradley 'rooster' bradshaw

From an early age, the call of the wild draws some adventurers from the comfort of their homes into the unforgiving primal world outside. Those who endure become hunters. Masters of their environment, they are able to slip like ghosts through the trees and lay traps in the paths of their enemies.

combat roles: damage

specialization: beast mastery, marksmanship, survival

features: melee damage, ranged damage, pets, solo play

class masterlist

[regaliasonata]

Reminder for me to write that one shot inspired by the RPM! Hunter/Dustin fic, basically with Venjix gone Corinth started a restoration project setting up five cities across the globe. Have the two exploring and they go back to rebuild Blue Bay Harbor and also reminisce…possible spirits of their fallen friends saying hi, can’t just have them moving on without seeing the group one last time 😭😭😭❤️🩵💙💚

Angst, some sad moments, possibly Hunter feeling a bit jealous with Dustin being friends with the RPM rangers as if he feels that he might be trying to replace the ninja storm team with them but we know he isn’t. Have a good ending but want to draw an epilogue piece where you have all six of the ninja rangers together in the afterlife

I’ll will write this eventually trust me @augment-techs @skyland2703

[rebeccathenaturalist]

This is a long read, but a good one, well-written. It's an excellent overview not just of the headline--the murder of game warden Guy Bradley--but the surrounding circumstances including the demand for bird feathers in the late 19th and early 20th centuries.

It surprises a lot of people in my birdwatching classes when I tell them that the possession of most native bird feathers is against federal law. "But it's just a feather I found on the ground!" I'm well aware of that, and the vast majority of people who pick up a molted feather would never do harm to a bird to get more of them. It's almost impossible to differentiate between a natural molt, and a feather torn from a poached bird, though, so the law bans them across the board.

After reading the article, this may make more sense to you. Think of the avarice of the plume hunters who went into the wetlands and forests and gunned down thousands of birds in a day, just for the feathers. They continued even after it became illegal, simply to fill the demand for feathers--or wings, or entire taxidermied birds--for hats. Couldn't you imagine such a person removing the feathers from the carcasses of birds they'd shot, and then claiming they were simply very good at finding molts?

The Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918 protects almost all native wild birds in the United States; you can find the list of of protected species at https://www.federalregister.gov/documents/2023/07/31/2023-15551/general-provisions-revised-list-of-migratory-birds. There's also a list of (mostly non-native) birds that are not covered under the MBTA at https://www.federalregister.gov/documents/2020/04/16/2020-06782/list-of-bird-species-to-which-the-migratory-bird-treaty-act-does-not-apply.

[skellymom]

MY BAD BATCH S3 PREDICTIONS!

Specifically WHO is going to live or die?

I'm sorry...but...because I think his character arc is near it's end. And, because of Disney's ad art for The Bad Batch S3: Hunter.

This is hard for me to say...he's one of my favorites. Of course, I LOVE the whole group. So this is going to be painful.

I truly wonder if indeed Tech is gone and we are all hoping for SOMEONE in one of those helmeted scenes to be him. However...if what Dee Bradley Baker has said to fans is correct...we aren't going to get a very happy ending. So, I think not.

Wrecker was shown prominently in the trailer. Wondering if our favorite Himbo is at the end of his character arc as well? REALLY hoping he gets some great scenes and even a little more character growth before we lose him.

So...who lives? Crosshair, Echo, Phee, and Omega. And they all go on to work as a team. Imagine our two grumpiest characters sharing a ship together...

The Defective Clone and the Reg. Who'd have thought?

Phee and Omega watching these two bickering on the daily. While Phee and Omega drag them into crazy missions that they cannot refuse...while working with the Rebellion.

It's probably not going to happen though. I have a feeling that the ending of S3 is going to be dark. Maybe Disney will leave room for the big thing running through all of the Star Wars Universe: HOPE.

[tgmsunmontue]

More than movie magic... 2/24

Hangster AU. Explicit (eventually). Jake is a Hollywood actor and Bradley is a stunt coordinator. Jake's about to make a few self-discoveries.

PART ONE

                He doesn’t have time to deal with this, whatever it is. He’s too fucking old to be discovering new things about his own sexuality or desires or whatever the fuck is going on right now. He’s okay being attracted to anyone and everyone, is out as bisexual in Hollywood, despite it being conveniently forgotten every time he enters a relationship with a woman. He works with a lot of attractive people, has never really acted on attraction alone. Has always enjoyed and had better sex when he’s in a relationship with someone so his response to seeing Bradley simply… working. Practicing his skills… it’s new. Different.

                Despite not having the time, or the mental or emotional capacity to really reflect he finds his mind drifting to it every moment he’s not busy with something. He’s still half-convinced that it was maybe something to do with the whip, but he’s been around whips his entire life and a quick foray into certain porn just to check and nope, the whip does nothing for him. He tries to imagine Bradley and it helps a little but nowhere near the level of arousal he’d felt from simply watching him open fucking bottle of water. Completely non-sexual.

                Jake doesn’t even have to try and avoid Bradley for the next few weeks, he’s far too busy shooting other scenes, working with his co-stars on the actual acting parts of the movies versus the action part. Some days he forgets where they are in the script, but quick re-reads and he’s back in perfect form, taking on the role of suave and experienced treasure-slash-bounty hunter intent on returning items to the communities from which they’ve been taken from. Like a Robin Hood. Except time travelling and through space. It’s certainly a thing. Fun and not too serious, although he still wants to be doing more of the stunts himself he’s resigned himself to the fact that Bradley Bradshaw is an unmoving, impenetrable brick wall.

                A brick wall he finds attractive.

                He’s just going to ignore it.

…            …            …

                “You’re pretty handy with that,” Bradley states, and Jake startles a little, turns to face him.

                “I’ve used a whip before. I grew up on a ranch.”

                “Think you can open a bottle of water at six yards?”

                “I know I can’t. I know you can though…”

                “And how do you know that?”

                “Saw you practicing.”

                “Hmm.”

                Jake licks his lips, watches Bradley track the movement and everything about this man is hyper focussed, being under that amount of attention is far too arousing for its own good.

                Yeah, ignoring it is going great.

…            …            …

                He watches as Bradley ties him to the fake dynamite, his fingers working deftly and Jake can’t think of anything but having those sure and steady fingers on him. Wonders what they’d feel like on more sensitive parts of his body, although as Bradley’s fingertips brush over the inside of his wrists his entire body feels hot and he guesses that’s his answer.

                “Not too tight?” Bradley asks, his voice quiet, low, and very very close, he can feel the moisture on his breath settling on his neck and he squeezes his eyes shut. “Jake? You okay?”

                “Just, uh, need a break,” Jake says, words coming out higher than usual, pulling the one rope he knows will instantly unravel his bound wrists and he walks to his trailer as fast as he can.

                Ignoring it is not working.

…            …            …

                Someone else ties the bindings next time and Jake is grateful but also disappointed. It keeps filming ticking along and he feels like he’s entered a delicate dance of two-steps forward, three-steps back of trying to figure out what he’s got going on. He’s obviously got something for Bradley Bradshaw. Maybe he’s developed a finger thing, or maybe it’s his hands? His hands are really nice, he’s found himself watching his hands more than once. He’s daydreaming now, picking at the fruit and vegetable platter on the craft table; not really paying attention to anything when he hears someone call Bradley’s name. He does a double take, because he recognizes the man, and Pete Mitchell is not working on this movie.

                “Bradley!”

                “Mav, what are you doing here?” He doesn’t sound overly pleased to see him, more like resigned and it immediately makes Jake curious. Who the fuck talks to Pete Mitchell like that?

                “Thought I’d have lunch with you…”

                “Did you bring lunch?”

                “No. You have a craft table though right?”

                “Yes, but it’s not your craft table.”

                “You think they’ll say no to me?”

                “They should do, cut you down to size. Oh wait, somebody beat me to it…”

                “Ha ha, bringing out the short jokes. Can you take a break though?”

                “Yeah, of course. Again, who is going to say no to you?”

                Jake watches with interest, because they’re clearly comfortable with each other, walking toward him and Pete Mitchell is trying to put his arm around Bradley’s shoulder. Trying being the operative word because Bradley is just that much taller than him. They get closer and Bradley gives him a head nod and polite smile.

                “Hi Jake, this is Pete Mitchell.”

                “Hi Pete, good to see you again …”

                “Hey Jake, good to see you too! We worked on Turn It Up together. Bradley here is a hard task master. Should have sent you a message and warned you about him. But you couldn’t be in safer hands…”

                Jake glances at the hands in question and then up to Bradley’s face where he’s wearing that contemplative look he often wears when he’s looking at Jake, like he’s trying to figure him out. Pete is looking entertained and amused in equal measure and he was always far too preceptive for his own good. Jake flushes, looks away, doesn’t want to ask how Bradley Bradshaw and Pete Mitchell might know each other, is a little worried he might not like the answer.

                “I’ll leave you two to catch up,” he says, grabbing another handful of raw vegetables and heading back to his trailer to munch in peace, his mind stuck in the never-ending spiral that is his response to Bradley Bradshaw. He can’t figure it out. Sometimes he looks at him and all he sees is an attractive man. He’s polite with Jake, firm and doesn’t take any bullshit. But then sometimes he’s just doing something and suddenly all Jake can think about is fucking him. Or getting fucked. He’s stopped being picky the more he’s thought about it. Is pretty sure Bradley would be good at fucking as well. He seems to be good at everything.

                Oh.

                Is that it?

                Is it just because Bradley is… competent? Well. More than competent he supposes, thinking about the water bottles and opening them with a whip. Who needs to do that? And he hadn’t been doing it to show off, had just been doing it for fun… He wants to know if it’s anyone being good at something that gets him hot, or whether this is unique to Bradley.

                Yes, he realizes, it’s Bradley’s level of confidence, that he knows he’s good at what he’s doing, it’s that which is also a huge turn on. It’s not arrogance, just an assuredness that he knows what he is doing and has full confidence in his own abilities. It’s that. That thing which is unbearably sexy and Jake tries to think if there is anyone else he knows who has that character trait. Sure he knows lots of people who are good at things. That know that they’re good, there are also people that are crap at things but think they’re shit hot… none of them seem to exude what Bradley does.

                As filming progresses and starts to wind up, he spends time with some of his old friends and hookups, lets them talk about their passions, asks them to show him certain things, and none of it sparks quite the level of heat that Bradley Bradshaw does. He wants to ask him out. Get to know him better. Has no idea if Bradley is even single or interested, although sometimes he sees him watching. But he watches everything, all the time, so he can’t put any weight to it. Plus Jake’s got his fame to deal with, the fact that any dating they did would either be completely hidden away or under a microscope. There is no normal for him, not anymore. A lot of people can’t or won’t handle it.

                He’ll leave it.

                Soon Bradley will just be a guy he once worked with and he’ll be over this infatuation with his whole thing. He’s got a different film lined up, one that doesn’t require any type of stunts, then the press tour for this film once it’s post-production and he’ll probably never cross paths with Bradley Bradshaw again.

THREE

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

but what happened when they got off the plane 🥺

Masterlist because now there are three parts

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

I...Cannot stress enough that I've barely written for Bradley and I have not written for ANY of the other characters listed herein.

So I am again sorry if this is not it.

A part two to this post

Warnings: Fluff! Switches POV from Bradley to Reader. No physical descriptions, no use of y/n. And a surprise twist near the end 👀

Not beta-read.

Landing isn't nearly as bad as taking off. She still grasps his hand for dear life, and lets out a panicked little squeak as the plane's wheels touch down. She even slaps his chest with her free hand when he teases, "I don't know if that sound was you or the plane."

"Don't make fun!" She laughs, tipping her head back against the seat. "Jeez! You spend four hours on a flight next to someone, watch roughly two hundred hours of House Hunters and you think you know a guy."

The two go quiet as they listen to the pilot's announcement, listing their arrival destination, and the time and temperature. The cabin fills with the sound of people's phones chiming as they shut off airplane mode, and the clicking of seat belts being undone.

They lower their gazes to their joined hands, and each seem to have to pry their hands from one another's. Her hands scrub nervously over her thighs, as they did before they took off. Bradley can't imagine what's making her nervous now. He doesn't ask; he doesn't dare.

Things with them are quiet and stilted, even as he gets her luggage down from the overhead and trails her out of the aisle and off of the plane.

They offer waves and smiles, and she thanks him for the four hundredth time before they go their separate ways—him to the baggage claim, and her to the taxis.

It's strange.

Bradley feels like they left their teasing at 35,000 feet, and his heart back in row 27.

--

"Where the hell's your head, huh?"

Bradley doesn't answer the taunt; he just takes a swig from his beer. He doesn't wanna say that his head is back with that woman's, resting atop hers, six miles off the ground.

"Hey. Rooster," Jake tacks on, snapping twice in front of his face, making Bradley shift his head back. "Cock-a-doodle doo, asshole. What's going on up there?"

"Just trying to tune you out, man. I am sorry to report that it is not working."

Jake rolls his eyes. "Who pissed in your gasoline?"

"Just lay off, Seresin."

"Who wants to play pool?" Phoenix pipes up before they can get any further. Rooster does not want to, but he stands as the others do, obligingly trailing them to the table. He waves off a proffered cue, and raising his beer to his lips again and looking around. It's not quite packed, but it's close. A few more people, and it'll take them an age to get another round. Bradley starts to open his mouth, to suggest that someone heads over to get order in. And then he freezes as his eyes catch on a familiar face.

She doesn't look nearly as nervous as when they were taking off or when they were landing, but she does seem a little anxious as she slots herself in at the bar, waiting for a drink. Rooster's heart leaps into his throat, but he hurriedly shoves it back down with the last of his beer, pushing himself off of the wall with a mutter of, "Be right back."

His squadron's questions land on deaf ears as he pushes through the crowd, muttering his apologies and doing his best not to lose sight of her. It takes some time, but he finally manages to muscle in behind her.

Bradley has two options. He can put his team's drink order and disappear. Or—

"Sure you wanna get the special?" He asks in a murmur, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "It can be a little bumpy on the way down."

He sees her shoulders pull tight, and grins as he hears her huff a laugh.

"I think I can manage it," She says firmly.

"Hey. Long as you don't make that noise you made when the plane landed."

"That came from the wheels."

"I don't think it did."

When she whirls around, eyes bright with indignation, Bradley can't help himself. His stomach swoops like he's just taken off, like his head is back at 35,000 feet while his feet are still on the ground.

"Could we get two of those, Penny?" He adds, head tipping toward the woman behind the bar, his eyes still set firmly on his seat partner's.

"Sure," Penny nods. Bradley can hear the smug amusement in her voice. Frankly, he couldn't care less.

"What are you doing here?" He asks. It's only been a couple of hours, but he has missed her face, and the warmth of her eyes.

"I'm getting a drink," She bats back. "Problem with that?"

"Not at all. Free country."

"Thanks to you."

"You're gonna make me blush. 'Sides, I can't take all the credit."

"No?"

"Nn-nn."

"Would it have anything to do with the people staring at us?" She nods back toward the pool table. Bradley finally manages to tear his gaze from her, looking back to where the others are watching them. Seresin has a shiteating grin on his face, his brows jumping when Bradley meets his gaze.

"...Guess we can give them some, too. Not the smiling guy, but everyone else over there."

She laughs, looking between them again.

"Friends of yours?"

"A couple of them."

"And the smiling guy?"

"He's a nuisance."

"He's a nuisance in uniform."

"Careful," Bradley reaches out, bracing his hands on the bar behind her and pressing close. "I'm gonna get jealous."

"Well. We wouldn't want that."

"Here you go," Penny pipes up behind them. "They're on your tab, Bradshaw."

"Thanks, Pen."

"Thank you!" His seat partner chirps, turning and taking hold of a drink, passing it to him. Bradley glances over, finding his squadron staring at them with renewed interest.

"Christ—You wanna get some air?" He asks.

"I think I got enough on my way here."

"C'mon, smartass," Bradley chuckles, taking hold of her hand and leading her over to the patio.

--

It's nice to have her hand in his again. It's only been a few hours, but he's missed the feeling of it. He doesn't let go of it as they settle side by side at a patio table.

"You didn't tell me you'd be coming here," He chastises.

"You didn't tell me, either," She laughs.

"No, I guess not...I think we managed to talk about everything but that."

"I guess we did," She agrees. He smiles as she raises her drink to her lips, his gaze holding steady on her mouth as she takes a drink.

"So?" He asks. "Do you like it?"

--

You fight to keep your expression steady as you swallow. He wasn't kidding—that's a little bumpy on the way down. The alcohol burns your throat more than you thought it would. You swallow, clear your throat, and nod.

"It's...Wow," You manage, "Okay, putting that down and taking my time."

Bradley chuckles, raising his glass and drawing in a deep gulp, swallowing it steadfastly.

"Showoff," You mutter, averting your gaze. "Are you stationed nearby?"

"For the time being, yeah. What about you, what brings you out here?"

"I'm visiting someone."

"Someone at base?"

"Mhm."

"Friend, family?"

"Family."

"Mm."

"Hm?"

"Nothin'. Just. Mm."

You smile, lowering your gaze to where he's still holding your hand. You think that he may pull it away, and you sweep your thumb along the side of his, like that'll entice him to hold on.

"You gonna be here long?" He asks.

"Uh—Couple of weeks. I'm here to—I mean, I'm not just here to visit, I've got um...I'm working. Like, a little."

"In town?"

"At base."

Bradley's brows shoot up at that, and you have to fight back a bashful smile as his head tips forward.

"What are you doing at base?" He asks.

"They're introducing a new inventory software. They wanted me to be in-person, make sure there aren't any hiccups."

"Why didn't you board with me when they asked for military personnel?"

"Oh, my—god, I was so, so late, and I only had a standby ticket. They, like, just squeezed me on."

"Well, hell," Bradley comments, leaning back a bit. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I just...I wasn't thinking about it, and once I knew you were in the Navy...I dunno, I didn't wanna bank on us going the same place."

"Bank on it?"

"You know. I didn't wanna get my hopes up."

Bradley's smile widens warmly at you, and it makes your stomach flutter. You actually reach out and grasp your drink, taking a sip, just to occupy your hands and mouth before you can say or do anything stupid.

"...Couple of weeks," He comments softly, "A lot can happen in a couple of weeks."

"Oh? Like what?" You ask once you've swallowed.

"Like I can take you up."

"Oh—Oh no—"

"Oh yeah," He chuckles, nodding.

"Are you kidding? I could barely manage a commercial flight!"

"Mm, but I wasn't piloting. I swear, you'll find this flight way more smooth, way more enjoyable."

"I don't know if I believe that."

"C'mon," He laughs, leaning back and raising his free hand and holding up two fingers. "Scout's honor, remember?"

"I remember. I don't believe it this time, but I remember."

Bradley scoffs, leaning back and slapping his hand over his chest.

"You're breakin' my heart here."

"I think you'll be fine."

"Agree to disagree."

You hold one another's gazes, your smiles growing in tandem.

"Seriously, though," He says softly, shifting closer on the bench seat. "Can I see you again?"

"You really want to?"

"Yeah. I'd like to see if we're as good on the ground as we are in the air."

Your smile widens, and you can't help but swipe your tongue across your lower lip. Your heart thuds in your chest as he tracks the movement.

"You know," He murmurs, "The air host that came by with snacks—"

"Oh, you mean the snack you didn't wake me up for?"

"I gave you all of my sun chips."

"If you'd just woken me up, we both could've had our own bags—"

"Anyway," He presses, "She asked me...If my girlfriend wanted anything."

"...Oh did she."

"She did."

"Well, next time, you can tell her that I want to be awoken for snacks."

Bradley smiles more widely, leaning in just a touch.

"Next time," He repeats softly. You nod a little, gaze drifting to his lips.

"God forbid you get stuck beside me on a plane again."

"I should be so lucky."

His insistence is soft, his breath brushing against your lips. Your stomach flips, your grip tightening on his as his hand raises to cup your cheek.

And then you hear your name called, and your eyes snap open. You whirl around, spotting a familiar figure standing by the door.

"Dad!" You spring up, jogging over to him and meeting him where he stands in the doorway. He hugs you tightly, patting your back.

"I'm sorry I'm late. A meeting ran over," He mutters.

"Oh, it's okay! Really, it is, I, uh..." You lean back. "I had company."

"I can see that." Your dad tips his chin up, raising his voice. "Evening, lieutenant."

Turning around, you spot Bradley practically standing at attention.

"Admiral Simpson," Bradley greets with a stiff nod.

"Let's go," Your dad urges, nodding over his shoulder. "We'll be late."

"Yeah! Give me like two minutes."

Your father's eyes flicker between you and Bradley, and he mutters, "Make it fast," Though his eyes stay on Bradley.

"I will...Dad."

"Alright."

He gives Bradley one more nod before he heads inside. You shove your hands in your pockets, walking back to Bradley.

"So...I take it you know my dad," You hedge carefully.

"Admiral Beau Simpson...Is your father," Bradley manages, eyes still set over your shoulder.

"Yes." Your nerves begin to well up, and you find yourself taking your drink up and draining it. "Um—I really should go, but if—If my dad hasn't managed to scare you off—" Bradley's eyes drop to your rapidly heating face, watching as you fumble with your phone, "I would like to see you again. Might even hold still long enough for you to take me up."

You think he'll say thanks, but no thanks—you're certain he'll grip your hand and shake it, and tell you that it's been nice meeting you again before he flees the country.

But Bradley takes hold of your phone. You watch, stunned and elated, as he enters his information, then holds it out again. You can't help but grin, and take it from him when he holds it out.

"Great," You breathe. You turn, making it three steps away before you whirl around. You jog back to Bradley and lean up, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. When you lean away again, you find Bradley's brows raised, lips parted in mild surprise.

"I'll, um—" You hold the phone up and wave it, "You know?"

"Yeah," He nods, smiling.

"Okay," You chirp, giving another nod before you turn, hurrying toward the door.

--

"Was that Simpson?" Jake asks as Bradley rejoins them.

"Yep," Bradley pops the 'p', leaning back against the door.

"He left with—"

"His daughter."

Jake's mouth works wordlessly before he laughs.

"Oh, Bradshaw," He shakes his head, "You are...So screwed."

Bradley can't help but smile a bit, face warming where she'd pressed a kiss.

"You have no idea."

[fangirlvibez]

The Festival of Hearts (a royal AU) - Introduction

Characters: King!Jake “hangman” Seresin x Queen!female!reader, Royal Huntsman!Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, Master of Arms!Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, lady-in-waiting!Natasha “Phoenix” Trace, Royal Advisor!Robert “Bob” Floyd, King Champion!Javy “Coyote” Machado, Queen Champion!Reuben “Payback” Fitch and Queen Champion!Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia

Warnings: mention of arrange marriage, mention of dead parents and passing away during childbirth, mention of hanging, mention of killing, mention of illness, mention of attacking a person, inaccuracies in terms of the Middle Ages (Let me know if I forgot a warning)

Summary of the story: princess, now Queen Y/N (Y/M/N) Y/L/N was forced into marrying King Jake “Hangman” Seresin. Leaving her own kingdom, Eldoria, behind she left to live and rule Jakes kingdom, Misthaven. The time for an age-old tradition in Y/N kingdom came. Miraculously the Queen convinces Jake to invite her old village to come celebrate the tradition with them. This is the story on how the ruthless King learns how to love his Queen.

A/N: English is not my first language, so if there is any spelling or grammar errors: please let me know

Next part - masterlist

Queen Y/n (y/m/n) l/n used to be Princess of Eldoria. She was sighed away after the king, her father, passed away of an unknown illness. The Queen, her mother, passed away during her birth. Y/n was only 19 when she had to look after her small kingdom.

When other kingdoms heard she became queen, they target Eldoria. Y/n’s kingdom didn’t have a big army and was easily over powered by others. Her father knew she would be targeted the moment other kingdoms found out he passed away. Eldoria was the smallest kingdom of them all, only having a small village of a little over one hundred villagers. Her father made an agreement with the kingdom Misthaven, agreeing on giving his daughter away to King Jake Seresin, to assure she would be saved from a violent attack from enemy kingdoms. Why her father chose the most ruthless young king to marry her, she would never understand.

King Jake “Hangman” Seresin is the king of Misthaven. Becoming king at the ripe age of 17 after his dad passed away in an attack between Misthaven and an enemy kingdom. Now at age 21 he is know to be the most ruthless king to ever exist. Villagers and enemy kingdoms started calling him Hangman after an ambushed village was found where their whole army was hanged. It was later revealed the army of Misthaven ambushed the village, leaded by Jake Seresin.

When the King of Eldoria proposed a marriage between him and his daughter, he originally refused. Only agreeing when his Royal Advisor told him it would help his imagine in his own kingdom and their villagers.

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw is the Royal Huntsman of Misthaven. A Royal Huntsman is an expert tracker and skilled hunter who accompanies the king on hunting expeditions, ensuring their safety and providing sustenance. When the king wouldn’t be available for a battle, he, together with Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, will lead the army in the battle. He got his nickname “Rooster” from the other knights because he was always waking up the earliest to check the castle for any dangers. He isn’t afraid to kill when needed.

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell is the Master of Arms in the kingdom Misthaven. A Master of Arms is a military commander who oversees the kingdom's armed forces and advises the king on matters of defense and security. He makes the attack plans of the kingdom and is the first one that will protect his kingdom.

Natasha “Phoenix” Trace is the lady-in-waiting of the Eldoria Kingdom. A lady-in-waiting is a trusted female attendant who serves the queen closely, providing companionship, assisting with personal needs, and attending to her daily routines. Y/n and Natasha have been friends since Y/n was a young princess. Natasha isn’t afraid in standing up against knights. If woman could become knights, she would be the first one to volunteer. Being Y/n’s lady-in-waiting, she followed her to Misthaven.

Robert “Bob” Floyd is the Royal Advisor from Misthaven. A Royal Advisor is a wise and trusted counselor who offers guidance and expertise in matters of governance, diplomacy, and strategy. They provide insight to the king and help shape their decisions. Bob convinced Jake into marrying Queen y/n after he heard the dark rumors the villagers spread about their King. Bob is convinced the marriage will help Jake into becoming the loving king he needs to be.

Javy “Coyote” Machado is the Kings Champion of Misthaven. A King Champion is the personal knight of a king. This title signifies that the knight is specifically chosen and sworn to defend and protect the king at all costs. Javy and Jake have been best friends since they were little. So it wasn’t a surprise when Jake choose Javy as his champion. Javy would do anything to protect the king, even if it costs his life.

Mickey “Fanboy” García is the Queens Champion of Eldoria. Similar to the King's Champion, the Queen's Champion is selected to be the queen's dedicated defender and protector. They are responsible for ensuring the queen's safety and representing her in tournaments, ceremonies, and other royal events. Mickey became the queens champion at age 14 when the 11 year princess was almost attacked by a dangerous villager. Together with Ruben “Payback” Fitch, he will protect the Queen with his life. Like Natasha, Mickey followed the queen to Misthaven.

Reuben “Payback” Fitch is the second Queens Champion. He was given the role at age 16 when the king started to become ill. The King was scared that more dangerous villagers would attack his daughter now that he couldn’t look after his daughter like he used to do. Luckily the villagers loved the princess and the King didn’t have to worry about his worrying thoughts. Rueben went with the Queen to Misthaven but occasionally would go back to Eldoria to look after the villagers there.

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[13leaguestories]

NOOO I'VE NEVER talked about Jeff in disrespectful way 😭

i love this guy, tierra, like father figure

i meant 'bout they body type (i imagine Raum and Jeff having the similar bodies types or like a beer belly) so it was like

a evil version of jeff

bad jeff

so... "they all are twerking for a evil disgusting version of Jeff?"

a worst version isn't the best option of word, i guess GHAHAHAH (sorry, i can't wait to kill Raum, it's affecting my whole brain, I'm still thinking about what that motherfucker did to Bradley, ma poor boy)

Jeff and Uncle Matheus would be... a nice thing, friends even? who don't love our Jeff? the most charismatic men in the world 💯💣💥💥

*puts bat down*

Alright, you're off the hook ... this time. But I'm watching you.

Granted though, Raum is actually pretty fit. Jeff is also a lanky tall little fellow.

But I do agree that Jeff and Matheus would be friends, add Faye to the mix and you have the older gang of supernatural hunters. Kicking butts and breaking backs. Faye, the kitchen witch. Matheus, the confused human, and Jeff ... the mystery.

[eve6rangers]

Track Meet, but not that kind

Pairing: Dustin Brooks / Bee (OC) / Hunter Bradley

Word Count: 1452

Summary: Bee and Dustin are down at the track when they meet to brothers, one of which catches their eye. 

Notes: Bee’s name is metioned once, so if you want to imagine its reader you can. This is all from Bee’s perspective. 

It’s a track day, like every other day. I came with Dustin and Kelly, who were timing Dustin’s lap times. I’m watching him make his way around the track, jumping the hills and such. He’s in the front of his group when two bikes I’ve never seen before come up behind him on one of the jumps. 

One rider is wearing dark blue equipment, and the other is wearing dark red, going too fast for me to make out their bike numbers. They’re giving Dustin a run for his money after they show up, never straying too far ahead or far back but staying neck-and-neck with him. That is until Red and Blue both make it in front of him on another hill. It’s a short distance to the finish line after that, both unknown riders crossing simultaneously, and Dustin on their tale. 

 Dustin pulls up off the track and up to Kelly and me at our spot by the Storm Chargers van. Kelly is grabbing him water when he rips off his helmet, looking in the direction of where the mystery riders have also pulled off the track. 

“Man, you ever seen those guys before?” Dustin says, a little out of breath. 

“Nope, but maybe they were going too fast to see” I joke, moving to sit in the back of the van, legs still hanging out the side. 

“They ride like factory pros, I would’ve remembered” Kelly hands him his water, then puts her hands in her back pockets, looking at the riders too.

“I’m just glad they don’t race 125s” Dustin sighed, still catching his breath. 

The two riders, Red and Blue I’ve decided to call them, pull off their helmets with Red shaking his head a little. Almostlike a dog. Blue has short, dark black hair and a darker complexion than his friend, Red, who is quite the opposite with shaggier, light blonde hair. 

“I don’t know, that red one’s kinda cute…” I trail off, moving to stand next to where Dustin is still on his bike. 

“Oh, you would say that” Dustin laughs, finally taking his eyes off the two, looking at me with a smile. 

“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?” I gasp, laughing as well, hitting his shoulder with my hand. 

“It means you have a type. Moto boys.” Kelly’s also laughing now. 

“Oh whatever” I exclaimed.

“Hey, no one’s complaining!” Dustin says before adding, “Especially not me” and winking at me as he gets off his bike, handing me his water.

I roll my eyes but smile nonetheless. 

“I’m gonna go introduce myself, you comin’?” Dusting asks.

I nod, waving bye to Kelly.

Me and Dustin start walking making our way to Red and Blue, Dustin swinging his arm around my shoulder. 

“Hey there! How’s it going?” Dustin starts. 

“Hey,” I add, crossing my arms with Dustin’s water still in my hand. 

“Tracks a little soggy” Red says, swinging his leg over the bike while Blue gets off his and walks around to us. 

“Well, it didn’t seem to slow you guys down” Dustin compliments.

“Hey, I’m Blake”, the one in blue says, reaching up and giving Dustin a high five/grabbing his hand that’s not around my shoulder. He tries to do the same to me but I keep my arms crossed. I’m about to explain when Dustin speaks first. 

“Yeah man, don’t take it the wrong way, she’s weird about that kind of stuff” Dustin uses his arm over my shoulder to nudge me, making us sway a bit. 

Blake’s eyebrows raise, looking back and forth between Dustin and me, clearly noting that I’m unbothered by Dustin’s arm. Red is now fully facing us and leaning back against the side of his bike seat. 

“When you’re right, you’re right. It’s nice to meet you, though.” I shrug, “I’m Bee”

“Bee?” Red says in disbelief, looking at me like I’ve lost my head. 

“What can I say? My parents had a sense of humor” I chuckle, giving him a smile. Yeah, he’s cute. I watch as Red nods his head, a smirk coming to his lips. 

“Nice to meet you guys” Dustin smiles. 

“My brother Hunter” Blake nods his head as he gestures to Red, or Hunter. 

“Hey”, Hunter responds, nodding at us. 

I give him a nod in return. 

“Hey, what you me- you guys are brothers?” Dustin says quickly, his tone is a little questioning but not rude, just surprised. I still nudge his side for his bluntness. 

 “We're adopted,” Hunter answered, his tone and facial expression saying he’s used to that reaction. 

 “Oh, right. Oh, cool.” Dustin stammers for a second before quickly moving to change the subject, “Well, my name's Dustin. I haven't seen you guys out here before. Where's the home track“ 

“Uh- we come down from-“ Blake starts to answer before Hunter cuts him off.

“You wouldn't have heard of it,” Hunter says quickly, shaking his head and shutting down the question. Dustin’s ever-eternal smile drops a little, his arm on my shoulder tensing. 

My eyes squint a bit in response, giving Hunter a look up and down. Ok, maybe not cute then. 

“Easy bro.” Blake lightly reprimands, before easing the tension with, “And he wonders why we don't have any friends.”

It doesn’t work as well as it’s intended to, I can tell Dustin’s still a little uncomfortable and I am too. I uncross my arms and lift my left hand to grab his hand that’s at my left shoulder, interlocking our fingers and squeezing his hand. I let my arm dangle there, still holding each other. Dustin eases again.

“Hey, listen, man, you were pretty fast out there before,” Blake adds, still trying to make up for his brother’s brashness. 

Dustin doesn’t seem to believe him though. 

“Yeah right man, I must be giving up a couple seconds a lap to you guys-“ He’s barely finished his sentence when Hunter quips,

“You get too much air on your jumps. It slows you down.” 

Dustin seems taken aback by this statement.

Blake shrugs, making a face that says ‘well yeah’ before he says, “He's right. Dark and brooding, but right.” 

Dustin looks down at me, almost like he’s asking if I’m hearing or believing what they're saying.

“Well don’t look at me.” I say, giving a slight chuckle, “I was watching you, not your time.” 

Dustin rolls his eyes, “I don’t even know why I bring you here, honestly.” 

“Oh please, you bring me here to help you meet cute new friends” I smile before turning back to Hunter and Blake. I give a little gasp, acting shocked and adding, “Oh look! I found some” I wink at them, flashing a smile. Their eyebrows raise in response, Hunter huffing a bit of a laugh.

“That is not why I bring you here” Dustin declared, shaking his head, still looking at me. 

“No, but maybe it should be, just take a look” I tease, reaching my right hand up to move his face in the brother’s direction. Dustin laughs, completely detaching himself from me and swatting my hand away. He’s flustered because he knows he agrees, they are cute. 

“Alright, alright, enough” He puts his hand out in front of him, making space. 

The two brothers are laughing a bit, looking amused, before Blake says, “Listen, uh, what are you guys doing now? You want to follow us?“

 “Um, actually man, can we take a rain check? We gotta be somewhere.” Dustin sighed, seeming a little bummed. Ah yes, training is no joke. Shane will literally end us if we’re late. 

“Yeah, but totally next time” I agree, tossing Dustin his water. 

“Yeah. No worries.” Hunter stands up, bumping his fist against Dustin’s chest plate, winking at me and saying, “Next time.” Before walking away. 

“Yeah, cool. Next time.” Dustin and I turn to head back towards Kelly and the van. 

“Later,” Blake calls after us, our backs already to him. 

“Oh, he was so hitting on us,” I tell Dustin, hitting his bicep with the back of my hand before grabbing his hand. “Hunter” I clarify. 

“No way, man” Dustin laughs out, then seeming to think about it goes, “Wait, you really think so?” 

“Yes!” I say, enthused, giving his arm a jostle.

“I think he was hitting on you, not us” He chuckles, slightly shaking his head.

“He eyed you once or twice, I’m sure of it�� I assured. 

“Whatever dude, let’s hurry up, I don’t need any more late-to-training punishments” Dustin replied, using our conjoined hands to pull me towards the van faster. 

“I’m only letting you change the subject because if you’re late, I’m late” I groaned, moving to keep up with him. 

[layla4567]

Too close

Pairing: Brad!wolfe x fem!reader

Summary: Brad or X5 is closer to you than with other workers and you don't know why.

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: Fight in an alley, violence (not very graphic), bad words, use words to describe the reader's appearance such as height or eye shape but nothing too specific to be considered an OC, not proofread

A/N: Ok after episode 5 I have to admit that I doesn't hate Brad that much anymore as much as Sylvie and now I need to see him in the final episode at least so that he can redeem himself or know that he is still alive idk. Btw, how difficult it's to write something about a character who appears so little and says so little and try not to always repeat or recreate the same scenes.

You ran as fast as you could with your ponytail swinging from side to side and your brown skirt flowing with every movement of your legs. On your chest you clutched a yellow folder with papers that threatened to fly away. Your face reflected the urgency and concern of receiving a warning for being late. You were an analyst and your duty was to report any possible trace of variants and then file them to give them to Mobius, your job was also sometimes to go out and look for variants like Mobius and Loki did.

Jogging through the halls of the great TVA you passed Hunter x5 and didn't realize until he exclaimed

"Whoa whoa stop there, don't you say hello anymore?"

You stopped panting tiredly in front of him and with a distressed face, you didn't have time for this. He was wearing his typical short-sleeved black uniform with his gloves that marked his name. His hands were holding his collar in an intimidating pose.

"I'm sorry x5 but I'm really in a hurry right now"

The hunter pretended to be hurt and put his hand on his chest, closing his eyes and making a sad face. You rolled your eyes and gasped in frustration. He seemed to always want to keep you and waste your time.

"Ouch, that hurt, you know? Someday you're going to kill me" he said sarcastically.

"I'm serious x5, I have to go but I'll see you later, ok?"

Before he can say anything you touched his arm tenderly, forcing a smile despite your worried frown and ran off gracefully. He stared at your hand as you touched him and then turned to see you running away with an amused smile.

______________________________________________________________

When you got to where Mobius was, your hair was disheveled and your clothes were a little disheveled from running so much, but a smile appeared on your face as you held the folder high, triumphant and proud. You didn't say anything waiting for someone to notice your presence and then you would catch your breath. Mobius and Loki were talking about something in whispers until the gray-haired man saw you and turned to look at you completely.

"Oh y/n there you are! and you finally bring the folder, we were waiting for you"

You sighed in relief even with your smile on your face, happy to be able to accomplish your mission. You always stood out for being efficient in your work apart from your warm, sweet and helpful personality.

Loki approached you smiling and took the folder, you were turning around about to leave feeling free of responsibilities when Mobius turned his head to look at you and say

"Oh y/n, wait, don't leave yet, we have an alert about a variant in London. Could you please take care of it? Don't worry, you won't go alone."

You opened your eyes wide in surprise and you were left speechless, you did not expect to have another task to complete so quickly, you planned to have some tea first.

"Oh..but I- uh..". You mumbled awkwardly and in a low tone.

"I promise it will only be a second, we can't do it, we're busy.". He said referring to Loki and himself.

While he said that, he took out his tempad and began to send orders to someone. You didn't know who Mobius was talking to, but a growing premonition took over you. That feeling became palpable when a figure you already knew entered the room and stood behind you.

"X5 just in time, you will accompany y/n to look for the variant, alright? I will send you the coordinates and all the necessary information in your tempads"

X5 nodded without removing his hands from his collar and standing firm, you closed your eyes and sighed as you turned around and met his mischievous eyes, giving you a small lopsided smile. You frowned and pressed the corner of your lip, it's not that you didn't want to work with him but every time they assigned the two of you together he got a little annoying and wouldn't stop teasing you. You both left the room and walked through the hallways with X5 following your step.

"How soon we saw each other again little mouse". He said looking at you without stopping walking.

That nickname almost made you freeze in place but you simply turned your head and gave him a playful smile, he always called you that since you were petite than him, in fact you were the shortest worker almost O.B's height and every now and then you had to look at people with your head slightly raised or stand on tiptoe. Anyway, that silly nickname didn't bother you, on the contrary, it made you smile because you knew he was like that.

"Don't get excited, it's just for work reasons". You said without stopping smiling at him as you took a funny turn and walked backwards.

"How mean". He said with irony

You gave him an innocent smile as you shrugged and turned to walk normally again. He came forward and started walking next to you.

"By the way, isn't it strange that they always put you with me on missions? Could it be because I'm stronger than you?". He asked with a mocking tone but with an intention underneath.

This time you did stand up and turn around to face him with your hands on your hips, frowning and pouting a little, you looked so adorable that he just smirked, proud that he had made you fall into his trap. You raised your head to get a good look at him.

"Hey, be careful what you say! I can be strong if I want to."

Then you gave him a small punch on his arm, to which he leaned back a little, laughing and pretending to hold his arm in pain.

"Oh be careful with that, you almost sent me to the hospital."

You exhaled air through your mouth as you looked up at the ceiling in annoyance. You took out your tempad and touching a button on the screen made a bright orange-yellow time door appear.

"Let's not waste any more time, will you? The faster we do this, the better."

"After You"

He let you pass and you crossed the door, disappearing while X5 followed immediately behind you.

______________________________________________________________

LONDON 1977

You two arrived at a branch in London in the 70's where there seemed to be the big premiere of a movie, so you discovered it from the large billboard that was at the entrance to the theater and that said "ZANIAC". X5 next to you seemed to admire the big lights and the elegantly dressed people as if those spotlights only shined for him. He gave a surprised whistle before saying

"Wow the people here really have fun". He said as he turned around and looked around and up.

"You could be a good actor". You told him laughing

"You really think that?". He turned to see you with a sparkle in his eyes, he seemed to like the idea.

You shrugged, smiling. "I don't know, we're in the TVA anyway, remember?"

"Yeah right..". he said somehow serious

At that moment you realized that you two were still wearing your uniforms and people would start to see you strangely, you had to change your clothes to fit in now. You took out your tempad and told it to do the same, luckily that device included the appropriate clothes that Mobius had assigned for you, all you had to do was press a button and you were fully dressed.

"What do you think if we go somewhere to change and then we meet to see each other? That way it will be a surprise!". You said, biting your lower lip and smiling playfully, sometimes you were childish but so genuinely and with so many good intentions that it was difficult to say no to you.

X5 rolled his eyes but smiled at you

"Ok if you prefer, let's meet in a minute in the back alley"

You nodded and trotted towards a dead end and he walked in the opposite direction. You pressed the button on your tempad and magically your uniform disappeared in an orangey holographic snap, as if a portal had passed through you and had exchanged your clothes for a beautiful long navy blue dress with a train, even your typical ponytail had been replaced by a high bun with curly strands framing the sides of your face. The dress was strapless and the final part of the skirt was decorated with pearls that varied in size. You wished you could have a mirror in front of you. You took a graceful slow turn trying to see your back and admire the train of your dress. You have never felt so beautiful. And that was not all, the dress had a small hidden pocket to store the tempad, Mobius had thought of everything, the dress was practical, beautiful and functional. When the agreed time had passed, you headed to the alley where X5 was waiting for you. You walked a little self-conscious for wearing something so elegant and not your usual casual clothes. You looked down, playing with your fingers nervously as you walked, you saw your partner's back turned and you stopped. You could see that he had a new haircut that suited him really well, and a black tuxedo.

"X5?"

Your soft and melodious voice made him wake up from his lethargy and he turned around distractedly to see you. When he did, he was left speechless with his mouth barely open. His gaze swept your figure up and down.

"Well? How do I look?". You asked him innocently with a worried frown forming between your eyebrows as you held your fingers anxiously.

X5 still couldn't say a word, he moved his mouth trying to say something but he couldn't. He never imagined seeing you with something as beautiful as that night. In front of him you stood out like a shining star, your tight dress highlighted your figure making you look sexy but your locks framing your face, your soft tilt of your head and those beautiful doe eyes that made him melt gave you a sweet appearance.

"You y-you look... I mean-... you". He started saying but no matter how hard he tried he did nothing but babble.

You laughed softly, slightly covering your mouth with the tips of your fingers without stopping to look at him. He cursed himself for acting like a fool in front of you, but your elegant gestures hypnotized him and he couldn't get angry with you. Finally, he sighed and said.

"You look beautiful"

You opened your eyes wider, if that was possible, and looked at him like a lost puppy, standing up even more and straightening your back in surprise, he almost had to close his eyes to take your penetrating eyes off of him. Right there you realized how good he looked, more than good, hot. You had always admired men who wore tuxedos and knew how to dress well but he had taken it to another level, he had adorned his black tuxedo with a white scarf around his neck resting on his shoulders, underneath his white shirt was slightly open, now his Brown hair had grown out and was no longer short on the sides but was slightly combed back with a nice tuft of hair on her forehead pushed back. You could stare at it for hours and not get tired, but you smiled and sincerely exclaimed

"And you look very good, I like your tuxedo and especially your new hairstyle"

He seemed to smile delightedly and ran a hand through his hair, combing it with his fingers. He murmured a thank you and then seemed to remember the mission and approached you, grabbing you by the arm so that you could rest yours on his, to which you were surprised by looking at him, blushing

"You will be my date tonight"

He smiled innocently but then he saw your rosy cheeks and realized what he had just said so he quickly corrected himself.

"I mean as an alibi! We have to hide so they don't discover us, you know.". He cleared his throat, trying not to look at you.

You sighed nervously, trying to hide your face with your hand, trying to push your curls away from your face. Without further ado, they both entered through a glass door. Inside there were many well-dressed people gossiping and laughing, several photographers were taking photos and waiters passed by with silver trays serving drinks. You weren't used to so much opulence or parties surrounded by people but X5 seemed to enjoy it. Feeling somewhat intimate, you clung to your partner's arm with both hands, squeezing it a little and bringing your tense body closer to him. He looked at you confused and noticed your strong grip and immediately became serious and brought his lips to your ear, causing a pleasant tickling that made you more nervous.

"You alright?"

You raised your head not expecting him to speak to you and when you did you felt that his face was very close to yours, you could almost feel his warm breath on your face, he looked at you with a hint of concern.

"Yes, thanks". You simply said nodding, you didn't want to overwhelm him with your worries, although you didn't know that he could listen to you for hours without getting bored.

You started weaving around people remembering that you had to catch a variant so the two of you looked around the place with your eyes scanning for the person you were looking for. The cameras didn't stop firing their flashes. Suddenly your fellow hunter spotted a man who was behaving suspiciously.

"Come to the back of the room, I think I found it."

Without hesitation he took your hand and guided you to where the guy was looking from side to side trying not to be seen. As they walked X5 smiled at the cameras even though they weren't really pointed at him, you frowned in confusion and an amused smile crossed your lips.

"What are you doing?". You laughed softly

He answered you without looking at you while he continued smiling looking at the photographers. "What do I seem to be doing? Smiling at the paparazzi"

You shook your head smiling, you forgot that he could be a little…vain sometimes.

"I noticed that but why? You're not famous"

"It's to blend in with people, darling"

You rolled your eyes even though you liked the new nickname better, it sounded elegant.

"Yes, of course, whatever you say, sometimes I think you enjoy this more than I do." . You laughed

They were both about a meter away from the variant, a man with short black hair with a scar over his right eye. His eyebrows were bushy and his prominent, square jaw gave him a threatening appearance. Some men and women were in front of the two of you and due to your height you had to crane your neck to see well, X5 took you by the shoulder and gently dragged you towards a space in the crowd where the man they were looking for could clearly be seen.

"Ok now we'll get closer, you just humor me"

You were about to protest but he pulled you to follow him until you were face to face with the man. You cursed inside, sometimes X5 was too impulsive and then he didn't know how to act and got into trouble.

"Hey man! How have you been? Do you still remember me?"

The man opened his eyes while furrowing his eyebrows in an expression between terror and disgust while your partner patted his arms with a big smile. You prayed inside that he wouldn't find out.

The variant forced a teeth-clenched smile that was intended to be natural. "Excuse me, have we met before?"

X5 pretended to be offended, muffling a somewhat exaggerated exclamation, you had to make an effort not to roll your eyes and facepalm.

"So I'm really sorry you've forgotten about me! What a shame because I still remember every day."

You bit your cheek to keep from letting out a smile that would turn into a giggle. Now more strongly you thought that he could really be an actor.

"I'm sorry but I don't know who you are.". Growl annoys the variant

The man was about to turn around to leave when X5 stopped him with a quick gesture, making the man look at him with hatred.

"No no wait don't leave yet, I haven't introduced you to my girlfriend." He said pointing at you with his open palm.

You hoped with all your might that your face hadn't turned red from what he had just said, you knew it was an alibi but still having that word come out of your mouth made you tingle. Smiling, you extended your hand to shake it.

"Jack has told me a lot about you."

X5 turned his head to look at you with a frown and big eyes, confusion was present in his gaze. His face almost screamed: what are you doing? don't screw up!

The handshake the man gave you was short and rough, almost disgusting. Your partner turned his head again to see the variant with a forced smile.

"So, how about we go outside and catch up?"

The man was obviously not an idiot, luckily he still didn't know who we were or what we really worked on but even so he could sense something suspicious so for a second he narrowed his eyes studying us and then smiled unconcernedly.

"Sure, I just have to go to the bathroom first."

The man walked away with sure steps and your companion stood watching him laughing as he left. When he turned to see you he frowned again like before when you had shaken the man's hand.

"What, Jack? What kind of name is that?"

"I don't know! I couldn't think of anything better, sorry!"

X5 sighed with his hands on his hips opening the jacket of his tuxedo, suddenly you saw that the variant was not heading to the bathrooms but was running towards the back door.

"Uhm.. X5..". You said pointing towards the background

"What? what's wrong?"

"He's running!!"

They both started running through the alleys following him, you had to take off your pretty heels and carry them in one hand to be able to run better. The fear of stepping on some glass or something sharp was always present during the chase, X5 knew that so from time to time he looked back to where you were and looked at the ground in case there was something that you would hurt yourself with.

The man with the scar was in the lead but soon found himself trapped between a fence that prevented him from escaping on the other side. You and X5 arrived just in time as the man spit insults at you. When your partner approached to take him by the arm, the variant struggled and the two became intertwined in a fierce fight with shoving, until the black-haired man gave him a good punch in X5's face. You screamed desperately, approaching your partner who staggered and fell to the ground, losing his balance, you grabbed his face looking for wounds but he was focused, snorting like a bull and looking at the man who had hit him. You stood up and struggled with the man ready to drag him with you and take him away from there. But he was too strong and he pushed you sending you to the ground in pain, you landed backwards on your butt with your palms resting on the cement.

"You stay out of it, bitch!". He shouted degradingly

This seemed to light a fire in X5 because he stood up with a scowl and grabbed the guy by the neck and slammed him against a brick wall.

"Listen to me, you idiot, you will come with me and learn to treat women well. And you better obey.". He said angrily with his face close to the man looking with hatred

You were still on the ground looking at the scene scared, you had never seen your partner so angry before. It is true that he was tough when he pruned the variants and he was not afraid to demonstrate authority or dominance with his pruning cane. But you had never heard so much hate in his voice while he defended you.

X5 took out his tempad and furiously pressed a button to open the door of time, then he pushed the black-haired man abruptly and mercilessly. He was agitated and his brow furrowed at his growing fury, then he saw you lying on the ground and his face softened. He bent down to extend a hand to you and ask if you were okay. You nodded still in shock and thanked him with your eyes for his help. You stood up without difficulty and then squeezed his hands in relief.

"Thank you really, for defending me"

You wanted to show him your eternal gratitude, to let him know and understand that you were eternally grateful to him. You would never forget what he had done for you today. He smiled at you and then straightened his clothes, you helped him with his hair that had become disheveled. Then you crossed the door of time. X5 took a moment to breathe deeply and then walked in behind you.

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I don't know if I'll do another part or some kind of series about this, I honestly don't know if I'll publish it either, this was actually going to stay in drafts as a silly self-indulgent fic. If I get to publish it, well, you're welcome tumblr

[princess-peregrine]

10 Most Read Authors

Thanks for tagging me @godzilla-reads

"what are your ten most most read authors? and how many books have you read by them? also tag someone who you would like to do this!

instructions: scroll to the bottom of your goodreads shelves and most read authors is listed underneath."

I don't use goodreads but here's what ibknow from my personal collection

1. Seanan McGuire (21 books) Seanan McGuire is an amazing writer and one of the hardest things to do is put down one of her books once you start, it's always a captivating adventure to read one of her books

2. Kay Hooper (16 books) I'm not done with her Bishop/Special Crimes Unit books but oh my gosh, she writes good. If i had to give a short and sweet summary of what she writes, it would come off as a trashy genre. But she writes possibly my favorite romances I have ever read. Once a Thief and Always a Thief are my favorite romace books of all time, and the reason I read them was because of a ML fanfic called Once a thief Always a Thief by, I believe, Saijispellhart, I think that's right, if you read that fic and liked it then you will love Kay Hooper

3. CJ Cherryh (12) this is possibly my favorite writer of science fiction full stop and i can't even get into it here because i would talk for ages, the message here is to read CJ Cherryh's books, for the love of Goddess read them

4. Jimmy Gownley (8 books) Amelia Rules is my favorite comic of all time with a close secomd being the planet Sakaar arc in the hulk comics

5. Diana Rowland (7 books) people just love her white trash zombie books, and foe good reason, but personally i loved her Mark/Blood of the Demon books a whole lot more

6. Victoria Laurie (7 books) i loved the first book in her ghost hunter mystery books, then 2 and 3 were a slog, and then the rest were good again, not sure what happened to the second and third book

7. Marrion Zimmer Bradley (7 books) ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew what the fuck is up with her ew ew ew ew ew ew this is what passed for feminist writing back then?! I've read incel rants with more respect for women than some of the stuff she writes!

Anyway she's an ok science fiction writer with a way of writing really engaging stories with a strong narrative voice, don't read her books, they really are not kind to women

8. Michelle Tea (5 books) go read mermaid in chelsea creek, go do it, right now, this is a demand, read mermaid in chelsea creek, cry about it and then come back to me and tell me what you thought about it, do it now

My favorite book from her is Valencia btw, an excellent memoir

9. Kim Harrison (4 books) don't ask me anything about her books, i could not tell you, i know what happened because i read them but the memories are jumbled up with details from the October Day novels

10. Stephen king (4 books) Stephen King is, ehhhh, i read him more for the status that he was a prolific writer and had a lot of popular books, the first one i read, which is still my favorite by the way, is The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon

Honorable mentions that i just recommend you go read because i love their books

Eileen Myles shouldn't need and introduction and if she does then you are living a worse life for it

Rob Reger who wrote the Emily The Strange books

Clive Barker who i have read quite a bit but excluded him for the same of smaller names (but you included stephen king) shut up

Wendy Holden, she didn't write many books but the ones she wrote were good

Dana Fredsti, her plague books are like brownies

Jeanien Frost, imagine if Kim Harrison was more memorable

Now i'll tag @scham-wcan @vivaciousarcanist @zerm2v0hg @far-side-skies @grimm-the-6th @overlordneon @transgressivepistoleer @mx-kit

[augment-techs]

NSFW Questions Prompt

Character: Blake Bradley and Shane Clarke (or just one of them if you can’t do both👍)

12. Have you ever been in a queer relationship?

39. Have you ever fantasized about something by accident, and felt weird about it after?

41. How do you feel about BDSM?

44. Do you consider yourself to be dominant, submissive, both, or neither?

71. Do you like it in the butt?

12) Shane never had the chance to be in a queer relationship throughout most of his teens, but he did have a fascination with other men in training at the Wind Academy. He always just thought it was just jealousy though; before his self-esteem picked up...later.

The Thunder Academy was a lot less uptight that the Wind Academy, so Blake figured out he was into just about everyone really fast. Calling his short, sexual meet-ups could hardly be called 'relationships' though.

39) Shane fantasized about Tori and Dustin each one time while trying to get rid of morning wood--and both of them worked like a shot. And he absolutely felt weird about it for the rest of the day; enough to go out and find some dirty magazines to buy and use for a good long while afterwards. When Blake and Hunter was working with Lothor, he fell into the habit of checking out the Generals as well as Marah and Kapri. And while he didn't feel much shame about imagining Zurgane or Vexacus, he felt instantly bad about fantasizing about the girls. Not because he was especially guilty, but more like because he was 90% sure Kapri was a lesbian that would NEVER let his fantasies slide, and Marah was...just...no.

41) Shane is a no-go on BDSM. He doesn't kink shame, but he is really, really, really not into it. Blake is in a bit of a weird position when it comes to BDSM. While he would love to use a paddle, or a whip, or wear a lot of leather and even maybe some heels, he would never really want to reciprocate as either a real dom or a real sub. So he's into the aesthetics, but is too lazy to engage in any real way with it.

44) The dominant lifestyle is something that Shane has to sort of pretend at while out on the field as a Ranger, but really he's a huge softie in his personal life as well as the bedroom. He's more than happy to bottom or not having anything to do with penetrative sex at all. Blake is a bossy little shit in the bedroom. He prefers to be penetrated, but he's always on top.

71) Yes.

[escapism-from-the-real-world]

Part 4

Hunter Bradley

Background/story

Hunter and Blake met when they ended up in the same foster house/orphanage

Hunter’s bio parents died in a car crash when he was about 9. He still remembers them

Hunter saved Blake from some bullies and they adopted each other on the spot and became inseparable

Could have been adopted a couple times individually but refused to leave the other behind

Hunter is extremely protective of his little bro and will not lose him to anything or anyone 

They still bicker and tease as siblings do, but are very close and open with each other

Then their adoptive parents came and adopted them both (Blake was 9, Hunter was 11-12)

They were amazing parents and loved their boys very much

They loved them too

They are ninjas and teach the boys their ways (they are very surprised to find that they have the same/similar elements despite not being related)

Lothor kills their parents (He’s attempted to come back before and the elemental academy and the thunder academy (which used to be one academy) fought him off)

Sensei Omino blames Cam’s dad for the death of so many ninjas/students, including their parents, so he raises Blake and Hunter to hate Sensei Watanabe and all who he teaches

Sensei Omino is a very strict teacher since thunder elementals can get volatile and destructive if they let their emotions get the better of them

Pushes them to use their rage to fuel their powers as an outlet, which is why they are so powerful

Also just very pushy in general, often harshly and without mercy (Hunter took the brunt of it to protect Blake)

Once Sensei Omino and the rest of the Thunder academy (formally known as the Academy of Thunder and Lightning) get kidnapped by Lothor, Lothor strikes a deal with them to destroy the wind rangers and he’ll let the other students go

They agree (they get to free their fellow students and get revenge on the man who killed their parents)

Hunter is genuinely surprised at how easy it is to become friends with Dustin

He sees him as a bit of an airhead and a dork at the beginning (he’s trying to bury his feelings with insults)

Has to try very hard not to start actually liking him

After the whole evil then good then evil then good again thing, he and Dustin become very good buddies and they hang out a lot both on and off the track

The also share a lot of shifts at Storm Chargers, though Hunter works a bit more since he doesn’t have school anymore

Appreciates Dustin’s honesty/bluntness

Him and Dustin infodump about dirt bikes all the time (Blake joins but he isn’t nearly as technical or mechanical as Dustin and Hunter)

Loves hanging with Dustin’s family (he’s always wanted a big family like his)

Eventually realizes he has feelings for Dustin and has to deal with all that emotional mess

Tori is like the sister he never had and he likes to taunt and tease her (they are twins your honor)

He teases Blake about her all the time

He secretly has their whole wedding plan if they ever get together

Hunter approves of her becoming his sister legally

He’s a hopeless romantic but shh it’s a secret

Blake teases him about Dustin when he figures out what that whole thing is (“Hypocrite”)

They are both equally bad at flirting (Tori and Dustin thinks it’s cute, much to their mortification)

He despises Shane on sight

Out of all the rangers, he’s the one that he imagined when Sensei Omino described the elemental ninjas

Hates how self-confident and arrogant he can come off sometimes (different flavors of protective older brother)

Toxic rivalry that turns into healthy competitiveness

They bond over that protective older brother-ness

Still have a rivalry and are competitive but a bit more playful

Tori joins sometimes if they challenge her

It’s all fun and games

Feels bad about kidnapping Cam that one time but then realize how lucky they were that Cam didn’t engage any safety protocols

Cam can be scary when he wants to be

He also lets them test out his new security system once he programs it in >:)

Hunter respects the shit out of him

Everyone is protective of their greenie (He gives littlest sibling energy) (even though he’s an only child) (And also older than three of them)

Kelly is chill and he likes her as his boss well enough

Personality/headcanons/arcs

Had to grow up quick because of his bio and adoptive parent’s death (no one tell batman)

Often comes off as “dark and brooding” according to his brother

He’s snappish and quick to interpret things as an insult (opposite of Dustin)

Also hotheaded and stubborn

Doesn’t talk a lot outside of his brother (Dustin didn’t mind and just talked enough for him)

Is actually a big softie, especially for kids (and Dustin)

Dustin sussed it out immediately and tried to introduce him to is little siblings and cousins as soon as possible because he knew they’d love him (he was right)

Started rapping/singing to Blake to make him feel better after he woke up from a nightmare and it went off from there (really likes rap/punk/rock music)

Didn’t have a lot of friends because trauma and also basically raising his brother

Very snarky, he and Cam will roast your ass into oblivion

Also just blunt, he and Dustin bond over this (People think Dustin is an idiot because he’s not afraid to ask questions and people think Hunter is mean because he always says what he thinks about people)

Resting Bitch Face

He has The Smirk ™ (you know what I’m talking about don’t pretend like you don’t)

Is an absolute powerhouse

Again, him and Blake use their rage to power their abilities (and they have a lot of rage)

Go through a Zuko arc to learn how to put the power back in their punches after joining the rangers

Blake and Hunter are the fastest of the rangers

Hunter is like thunder, loud, powerful, and can shake you to your core

He’s also just physically strong (second strongest to Dustin)

They have arm wrestling contests all the time (Dustin is holding back because he can actually toss Hunter into the sky if he wanted)

Shane gets creamed whenever he joins

Blake, Tori and Cam are smarter than that

Hunter can somewhat control the weather (when he and Tori fight, they can create a storm) 

Use their powers to speed up their bikes on occasion (Dustin says they're cheating to which they mention the whole sensing the earth for the best path thing and that whole conversation happens)

They don’t use it during official races, only when racing each other

Blake and Hunter have little electricity lines on the arms from their powers (they don’t hurt, they’re more like birthmarks than scars)

Specialized in the thunder staffs, but can use almost any kind of big, sharp stick (scythe, spear, sword, etc.)

Has nightmares about his parents dying (less frequent now, but it was bad for most of his childhood)

Sincerely hated every single person on Lothor’s ship and was tempted to burn it to the ground multiple times but didn’t because of The Plan

Hates what Marah did to Dustin (if looks could kill)

Opens his own academy after taking over for Sensei Omino (he goes into retirement, not entirely by choice)

Mainly works with kids

Does what Thunder sensei should’ve done for him and Blake

His kid from Good Will Hunter is there

Also teaches them about dirt bikes and motocross (and his awesome freestyling racer boyfriend- Hm? What was that?)

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[estel-eruantien]

Alphabet Ask

Hunter Bradley/Dustin Brooks

A, F, I,K, M, P, U, V, X

(Now I retreat into the shadows)

A: Aftercare

Dustin believes every form of sex should include at least half an hour to an hour of cuddle time. He could stay in bed all day anyway, but after sex? Hunter is lucky to get him off of him long enough for them to get to the bathroom to clean up. He's beyond clingy, but Hunter enjoys it and uses the time to assure his lover (and himself) that what they have is strong.

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F: Favorite Position

Hunter loves to be above Dustin, overpowering him. And Dustin eats it up. On his back, on his belly, on his knees -- he doesn't mind; as long as Hunter is all around him.

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I: Intimacy

Once these two became a couple, no one knew how they were ever not a couple. They never leave the other's side. They are constantly touching. It's not even creepy or controlling; it's just intimate. It's familiar. The two ground each other.

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K: Kink

These boys are always sporting marks, bites, scratches, ink drawings, etc. on each other. Both of them, but especially Hunter, love showing the world that their partner is for them alone.

Dustin loves being spoiled. And Hunter would end the world if Dustin asked it of him. From random gifts, acts of service like pushing Dustin's motorbike for him, to holding Dustin during a rough debriefing, and even fucking him as hard as he wishes after a tough battle, no matter how much he might beg to stop (safewords previously discussed, obviously).

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M: Motivation

Both are turned on by teasing, by a good joke, by the right look. These boys read each other so well that they could have each other right where they wanted in an instant.

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P: Pace

Oh god, two motorheads that don't know how to slow down if their life depended on it -- they both like it fast and rough and rarely slow it down, unless the situation calls for it and the vibes are right.

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U: Unfair

Both of them tease the shit out of the other, but Dustin has come the closest to almost causing Hunter to crack and fuck in right in front of Blake and Tori. When the teasing gets to be too much, the threats come out, and Hunter's willing to take risks he otherwise normally wouldn't - like sticking his hand in Dustin's pants and fingering him just around the corner of the Ninja Ops, or fucking him out by the waterfall, barely hidden behind the water.

It's Dustin's own fault for being a brat, of course.

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V: Volume

Hunter has started carrying a bandana around with him specifically to use as a gag for Dustin because the yellow is so damn loud anytime they fuck. From frantic whimpers to repetitive begging, Dustin can't shut up.

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X: X-ray

Hunter is ripped, and everyone knows it from the way he fights. He's not afraid to show off his body, either, leaving little to the imagination.

Dustin, however, is a smaller build, and, though not always, typically hides under a layer or two of yellow shirts. He's always padded up in his motor gear, too, which leaves a lot to the imagination.

Hunter knows Dustin isn't lacking at all in muscle, though. As a ranger and as a civilian, Dustin can hold his own and look mighty fine doing it. He's full of lean muscle that Hunter loves to admire when they were alone.

AU: Trans!Dustin. That is all <3

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Thanks so much @regaliasonata <3 I love my boys!