#like woah she’s just UNREAL

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JISOO ☆ SELF PORTRAIT

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sweet relief | l. norris | part two

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ baby, i can't help myself...

summary: in which you fall for your best friend’s teammate and keeping it a secret proves to be harder than you intended. or when all you need is sweet relief the rest of the world fades away. pairing: social media au || lando norris x piastri bsf!reader fc: olivia rodrigo <3 warnings: language

inspired by the song ‘sweet relief’ by madison beer

ALL PARTS HERE

a/n : hi! thank you all so much for the love on part one!!! hope you enjoy this one just as much! this was supposed to be a bitttt longer but i hit the limit for photos i can add sooo this is part two for you all! part three will be more like part 2.5 but that'll be up sometime tomorrow! ENJOY<3

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landonorris BRINGING THE HEAT

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user1 its definitely hot in here now

user2 f1 drivers and their obsession with paddle needs to be studied

yourusername bringing the heat indeed

⤷ user3 PARDON? 😧 ⤷ user4 is this flirting... this has to be flirting ⤷ user5 yn bestie was that meant for ur priv.....

user6 please just give me one chance 🙏🏻

lnfour lets gooooo 🔥

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oscarpiastri ready to shine in Singapore 🇸🇬🤩

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yourusername SHES GORGEOUS!!!! ready to watch you shine

⤷ user7 i am obsessed with them ur honor ⤷ user8 ughhh i know everyone wants her to be with lando but i am never giving up on my best friends to lovers

mclaren ✨✨✨✨

user9 oh my god i love him so much

user10 ITS SO PRETTY

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landonorris hang it in the Louvre @team_quadrant

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team_quadrant So special to share this helmet with the fans! The Quadrant community designs are looking 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

lnfour This is going to look crazyyyy under the lights 🤯

user11 THIS HELMET IS AB TO GET HIM ON THE PODIUM TRUSTTTT

user12 holy shit he always has the best designs

user13 just won the singapore gp before its even begun 🔥

user14 i couldn't love him more what a special & meaningful design

yourusername beyond sick wow

⤷ landonorris wanna try it on then? ⤷ user15 THIS IS IT IM SLEEPING ON THE MF HIGHWAY TN ⤷ user16 he-he's flirting back ⤷ user17 lando girlies we've lost him

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mclaren Chillin' together pre-race 🥶

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user18 if theres one thing all f1 teams are gonna do its post their drivers in an ice bath this weekend

⤷ user19 fr but i am NOT complaining 🤭

user20 room for one more or??

yourusername now i need an ice bath

⤷ user21 NAHHHH ARE YOU GUYS SEEING THIS ⤷ user22 she's about to get a call from pr ⤷ user23 and will we ever know which one of them shes thirsting over??? sigh

landonorris 🥶🥶🥶🥶

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landonorris whattttttaaaaa weekend ❤️

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mclaren UNREAL 🔥

lnfour best weekend 🫶🏻

yourusername congrats :') so extremely deserved 🧡

⤷ landonorris 🧡 ⤷ user24 stay calm stay calm stay calm its just a heart emoji its just a heart emoji its just a- ⤷ user25 SINGAPORE THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING 🙏🏻 ⤷ user26 its official i am obsessed with them they now own me ⤷ user27 this is great and all guys but i still need my confirmation that she was THERE ⤷ user28 pretty sure theres a video going around on twitter that people think is her with oscar and lando trackside before the race

oscarpiastri 👏

user27 carlando podium woah i am never getting over this🥹

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oscarpiastri +10 places. not a bad night's work 👍

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user29 MY ROOKIE OF THE YEAR LFG

mclaren Unbelieveable job!

user30 MY driver of the day!!!!🫶🏻

yourusername LETS GOOOOO SO PROUD OF YOU THATS MY GOAT

⤷ oscarpiastri people are going to come for you for this you know that right ⤷ yourusername and i will fight them all i said what i said #mygoatfr ⤷ landonorris 🧍‍♂️ ⤷ user31 "thats my goat" pls she is so unserious😭 ⤷ user32 oh my gosh they're the best thing to ever exist its true ⤷ user33 NOT THE HASHTAG SHE IS SO????? ⤷ user34 losing my mind over "i will fight them all" ⤷ user35 LANDOS REPLY???? he really said hello what about ME

[writingstoraes]

hello! for the ig imagine, can i request charles with a medical student reader? maybe she's in her final year before residency and even though charles has no clue about medic he still tries to help her with studying. thank you!

patient 🩺

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!medstudent!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: whew being a pre med student ngl this fueled my delusions a lil (jk) anyway i hope u like this, anon 🤍 thank you so much for requesting! i also tried to stick with ig posts since its been so long since i did one thats mostly ig posts hehe

about: supportive charles and his future doctor of a girlfriend!

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yourusername officially on my last hospital duty before graduation! can't believe i have spent 4 tiring yet meaningful years of medical school, still feels unreal. couldn't have done it without the love and support of the people i hold dear to me 🤍

charles_leclerc So proud of you, amoùr 😘 Je n'ai jamais douté de toi. I never doubted you

yourusername thanks for being my first patient, baby <3

pascale_leclerc Congratulations, dear! We miss you!

carlossainz55 The group finally has a doctor! That means unlimited recklessness 😎

pierregasly Remember how we always wanted to try riding a bike on the roof

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yourusername a seperate appreciation post for the love of my life — who's witnessed all my lowest lows and highest highs. despite his own busy schedule, he still managed to fetch me from uni/hospital, prepare breakfast for me, and even help me study.

i guess i owe you a ton for all the cancelled dates and postponed plans, charles_leclerc? 💋

ps. the second picture is charles asleep on my shoulder after he helped me study three subjects for a major exam that went on for HOURS. i think i underestimated just how much he loves me :)

carlosluvr GOD i need me a charles right now its bad enough my pre med is killing me

hamiltonmerc Charles out here setting standards ridiculously high there really is just one of him huh 🤨

charles_leclerc Would do anything for you and you know that ❤️ (Honestly got to a point where I memorized some of what you were studying)

carlossainz55 Woah there Mr. Doctor?

charles_leclerc I think I can give you an injection now, mate 😄

carlossainz55 No thanks I still love my life

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc So incredibly lucky to be with someone as intelligent and hardworking as you. I promise to be with you every step of the way in full support and ready to shower you with love ❤️

Kinda afraid of needles but if you need to practice, I'm always available. Wake me up when you need someone to quiz you or make you coffee. I love you even when you're frustrated when you're practicing your sutures.

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charlossf23 You're telling me Y/N has Charles and all I got from medical school was anxiety

yourusername still need you when i study for the boards

charles_leclerc Working on the flashcards already, chèrie 😘

supermaxmax THE FLASHCARDS ARE SO REAL

pierregasly Carlos and I are on the roof tell Y/N to bring her medical supplies

yourusername please get down from there

charles_leclerc added to his instagram story!

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tagging: @slytherheign

notes: god pre med is hard wish i had someone like charles 😔 i hope you liked this, anon! thank you so much for reading 🤍

[tqavaaas]

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𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 ┊ 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 ┊ 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘰

MDNI ACCOUNTS DNI PLEASE

To start off, this man would be so protective, not in a bad obsessive way. It’s just perfect. He knows when to step in and when you can handle it yourself.

you two would definitely have cats—maybe a black cat or two, and if you aren’t a dog person then deal with it. But seriously, if you prefer dogs he’d probably get a Doberman or a German Shepard; protective like him :)

Beatles and Nirvana kind of guy, blasting it at 2am in the car with you driving around, a hand on your thigh as you speak your mind and eating fast food.

Would Venmo you money, don’t have enough for coffee? 15 bucks in your account. want a shirt? +50 bucks. You don’t know how he gets all the money, when you ask he’ll just say from work.

Loyal!!! I mean loyal. You’re one of the only one he follows his social media, will hand you his phone the same millisecond you ask. Like this man would probably close his eyes when a girl walks by, he’s so loyal and I’m here for it.

Simp boyfriend. If he’s fallen for you, he’s fallen HARD. He’d get on his knees and worship you like the god you are.

Clingy!! It’s not so clingy to the point he’s annoying. For example if your out in public with him, his hand will be in yours.

Cuddles are his absolute favorite. He’s just so giddy about the fact he can just lay with you and relax in his arms. He’s also the big spoon.

He absolutely loved when you ask him to help choose an outfit. When he sees you showing him and him only the outfits he’ll just admire you. Eyes full of love and like “woah, she’s my girlfriend.”

Overdressed girlfriend x underdressed boyfriend dynamic. You’d be wearing a bunch of jewelry and accessories, while he’d probably wear like sweatpants or cargo pants with a hoodie or tee. (But he wouldn’t be like this on fancy dates) and a bracelet with your initial ALWAYS.

speaking of jewelry, you both have matching ones. Like those magnet jewelry or ones with eachothers initials.

(best) friends to lovers trope, like for him to fall for you he’d have to know you well first. I personally love best friends brother but realistically it’s this one.

Dates at eachothers houses are the best. Sometimes you’d do movie marathons at his house (and his brothers would join you, ruining the moment) or bake at your house. Either way, he won’t make home dates boring.

If you suck at school, he’d be the type to tutor you and say like “I’ll give you a kiss for each answer you get right” when you haven’t seen him all day. on the other hand, if you do good at school then you’d do study dates together, but it’ll end up you going out on for a date.

Would wrap is arms around your waist. Cooking? A sudden weight in your waist, and his head rested on your shoulder. Or even cuddling, he’d want to pull you in closer.

Also with Physical touch, he’d be an acts of service type of guy. Like he’d open your car door, pull out your seat, tie your shoe, order for you, etc.

your family loves him. He’s such a family guy it’s unreal. Would get along with your dad and brother if you had one.

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Three Hundred and Seventy-One Days | Luke Castellan

a/n: not canon-compliant! i hate this actually but i needed to write something to get me back in the zone! sunshine reader because i wanted a broody luke lol.

i. Three days.

Right before the sun sets behind the hill at Camp Half Blood, there's a chill in the air that hits Luke's skin in a way that makes him feel like he's back on the roof of his house in Connecticut. He found out about it when he returned from his failed quest when he was searching for a moment of solace, away from the pitiful eyes of the campers, away from the voice that haunted his dreams. Perched on a branch, hidden by the shade of the leaves, leaning against the bark of the tree with sticky amber clinging to the material of his orange shirt, Luke sits there until the sun disappears for the day.

It reminds him of the days he would crawl out of his bedroom window to escape the sounds of his mother's incoherent mumbling. He would sit there in nothing but a thin t-shirt and his cargo shorts, goosebumps rising on his skin, as he talked to himself. It was a bad habit he picked up in his younger years. He kept himself company at home because his mom didn't talk to him much, not really, and when she did, when her words made sense for once, all Luke could do was count down the minutes until he lost his mother again.

Before he was old enough to understand his heritage, who his father was, he used to pray to an entity he didn't believe in to give his mother moments of clarity, slivers of coherence so he at least knew something, anything, about the woman he called mom. But after the first time Luke's wishes were granted, he stopped praying. Somehow it was more painful watching his mother drift in and out of consciousness than it was living with a stranger he knew he loved, but knew nothing about.

For a year, that spot on the tree was a secret. Nobody knew that Luke would climb up there every day just to feel the breeze against his skin. Nobody questioned why the Hermes head counselor would disappear at the same time, until you came along.

"Whatcha doin' up there?"

Luke nearly lost his balance on the branch at the sound of your voice from under him. He looked down to see you smiling up at him, hands laced together behind your back. You were eighteen, the same as him, and when he first heard of your arrival, Luke was jealous. You got to have 18 years of childhood, while he was only granted half of that. It didn't seem fair.

"You should be at dinner," Luke replied, leaning back against the tree. The sun made the sky a soft orange color. The darkness of the night was creeping in through the corners of the sky, the chill he searches for each night engulfed him.

"To be fair, so should you, head counselor," You replied, analyzing the indents in the bark of the tree trunk that formed from Luke's constant climbing. You slotted your feet in the crevices, making your way to the tree branch beside Luke's. The two branches were close to each other, growing steadily until they almost touched at the tips. "Woah, this view is unreal."

"Be careful," He mumbled, clenching his jaw. "I'm not gonna take you to the infirmary if you fall and break a bone."

"Relax," You chuckled, situating yourself. "I can handle myself."

Luke nodded once and turned his attention back to the skyline. In this light, the scar across his cheek was prominent. It's healed well enough, but it still left a bump across his flesh that made Luke queasy every time he looked at it for too long. The two of you sat in silence as the sun disappeared. Luke tilted his head to look at you, only to find that you were already staring at him. He rubbed the side of his face against his shoulder as if trying to wipe away the scar on his shirt, "What are you doing here?"

You shrugged, "Not really into the whole offerings thing, to be honest."

"So you decided to wander into the woods alone?" Luke asked, "That's dangerous. There's a lot of things out here that you wouldn't believe. You can get hurt."

"But it's okay when you do it?"

"I know how to fight," Luke found himself taking on a defensive position. "You just got here."

"That doesn't mean I don't know how to fight," You replied. Your voice was calm, despite the slight bite to Luke's tone. "Just because I didn't spend my childhood playing with swords and bows and arrows doesn't mean I don't know how to fend for myself, y'know."

"The things out here are different from schoolyard bullies. I don't think you understand that."

"Are we going to ignore that I fought a hellhound on my way here or...?"

"You fought a hellhound?"

Luke wouldn't have guessed that by the way you walked into the Hermes cabin, all smiles and golden flecks of color in the irises of your eyes. You spoke in a preppy tone and he nearly had to grab his siblings by their ear to drag them away from you. If he was a betting man, he would bet that you were a child of Aphrodite.

"Mhm," You hummed, "See, I'm not so helpless."

"I didn't say you were."

"Yeah, but you implied it," You shrugged, not deterred by his tone. "Anyways, are you gonna tell me what you're doing here?"

"Well, I was trying to get some privacy," He replied. He should've been annoyed at the intrusion, but he couldn't bring himself to be upset with you as much as he should've been. "But that didn't go as planned."

"Sorry, sorry," You chuckled, putting your hands up in defense. "Didn't know keeping you company was a no-no. Maybe I do have some things to learn about camp after all."

He scoffed, "Hanging out with me should be the least of your worries."

"I dunno, I always seem to gravitate towards the broody types."

"I'm not broody."

"Right," You laughed. You turned to look at him, jaw dropping when you realized he was serious. "When was the last time you smiled? And not those fake, polite smiles you give to strangers trying to make small talk in the grocery store line, you know?"

No, he didn't know. He didn't go out much, much less to the grocery store to have conversations about the rising prices of produce or the lack of real milk options due to the infiltration of the non-dairy industry.

"I smile all the time," Luke replied, eyebrows furrowing in thought as he tried to remember the last time he smiled at someone. "I smile at campers."

"That's because it's your job, silly!" You giggled, shaking your head. "When was the last time you smiled just because?"

Luke pursed his lips, countering, "When was the last time you didn't smile?"

"When I was fighting the hellhound."

Luke felt his lips quirk up at that. It was a quick-witted response, he'll give you that. He stopped it from becoming anything more and cleared his throat.

"Okay, I'll leave you to it," You sighed, carefully stretching your legs down to the first indent on the tree. You skillfully climbed down and landed on your feet with a thud, "See you around, Luke."

Luke's mouth felt dry at the sound of his name leaving your lips. He was never a fan of his name before. He thought it sounded generic and unoriginal, but when you said it, it didn't sound half as bad as he thought it was. His stomach churned in a way that was foreign to him.

"Hopefully, not here!" He called out, watching as your figure retreated back to the main grounds. "Privacy, remember that!"

"I like the broody types, remember that!" You called back, waving to him before you disappeared into the maze of trees.

ii. Twelve days.

"You lied."

You looked up from your book with an eyebrow raised as you stared at the counselor at the foot of your bed. Luke was standing there, the signature stern look etched on his face. You placed your bookmark in your book, sitting up on your bed as you smiled at him, "Excuse me?"

He had his arms crossed over his chest, the beads of his camp necklace resting on the tops of his knuckles, "You lied. You didn't fight a hellhound."

"Okay, so I didn't fight a hellhound," You said, dragging on the word 'fight' for emphasis. "But I encountered a hellhound."

"Which you befriended."

"Which I befriended," You confirmed, "I named him Stanley. Wanna meet him?"

"No," Luke replied quickly. "That shouldn't even be allowed in here."

"He's sweet," You tutted, slipping your feet into your shoes as you stood up. "Give him a chance, I swear you'll love him."

"You're keeping a hellhound as a pet?"

"He's just a baby," You cooed, jutting out your bottom lip.

Luke felt his face twitch in half-annoyance and half-fondness. He didn't know if he found your naivete dangerous or charming, or both, but he was scared for you. You were too trusting for your own good, "He is not a baby. He's a monster."

"Don't talk about Stanley like that."

Luke rolled his eyes, falling into the same rhythm as your steps, "You don't realize how dangerous this is, Y/N."

"Here you go with the danger thing again," You teased, nudging him. Luke's breath got caught in his chest. Your simple touch seemed to burn his skin. Sparks erupted across his entire body. "Told you, I'll be fine."

"Not every monster you encounter can be defeated by the power of friendship. You can't rely on some kumbaya shit."

"Kumbaya?" You snorted, looking at him with an unreadable expression on your face. You scrunched your face up, a tiny smile tugging on your lips. "You're so...."

"I'm so what?" He questioned, planting his feet on the ground.

"Odd."

He tried not to take offense to that because while your words were like a dagger to his heart, the way you said it showed that you didn't mean it in a bad way. You seemed to be trying to figure him out, pressing his buttons, trying to see what made him tick. And you were succeeding. Luke never ventured to talk to new campers unless he was forced to by Chiron, but he couldn't fight the pull you had on him.

"Broody and odd," He said, resuming his steps, "I'm swooning."

The full belly laugh that escaped you made Luke's steps falter. Campers surrounding you looked at you, confused as to what Luke could've said that made you react that way. Surely, the Hermes Head Counselor wasn't that funny. He wasn't known to crack jokes, not since he returned. You couldn't help it, though. He said it in such a deadpan way that made your sides hurt from laughing so much.

"Just my type," You teased.

Luke didn't like how his cheeks were warming up at your comment. He's not one to flirt or be flirted with. He found girls attractive, sure, but most of them were too intimidated to talk to him so he never really had experience in that department. But he supposed since you grew up in the world, you were used to doing things like this. He wondered if you knew the effect you had on him.

"Dinner is supposed to be good tonight," He said, changing the subject. He was looking everywhere but you, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks that seemed to not want to subside.

"Oh, no you don't," You shook your head. "You are not gonna tempt me into going to dinner just so you can hide away in your tree. I'll be there, Castellan."

He grimaced. He was hoping that you'd fall for the trap, but he was learning quickly that you weren't as gullible as he hoped you'd be. Luke sighed, accepting defeat. "Fine, but can you just be careful? You've been lucky that there weren't any creatures lurking around."

"Why don't we just go together?" You asked, "So you can stop worrying about my safety and all."

"I'm not worried about your safety," He lied through his teeth. The idea wasn't bad though. It would keep him from wondering if you were attacked on your way to meet him. A shiver ran down his spine as he thought about it. He didn't like this weird protectiveness he had over you. He didn't even know you. "But fine. Meet me at the Hermes cabin after they ring for dinner."

"You got it," You saluted him playfully as you walked away, skipping to meet up with members of the Apollo cabin. How did you manage to make so many friends so quickly? And why did you insist on sticking with him when it's clear that you had other friends you could be bothering instead of him?

Luke tried not to think about it too much as he continued on with his day, but no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept pulling him back to you. During his lessons with other campers, he took mental notes of what moves he should teach you, just in case anything happened so you'd be prepared. During arts and crafts, he found himself reaching for the gold glitter because it reminded him of your eyes. This caused raised eyebrows from other campers since it was well-known that the counselor didn't like glitter post-Glitter Gate where he was shaking out glitter from his curls for days.

By the time dinner rolled around, he was thankful he stopped thinking about you, but soon realized that it was worse now that you were in front of him, all smiles and banter as you always were. It was getting harder to contain the redness of his cheeks as you complimented him in your own way.

"Lead the way, Castellan," You grinned.

Luke couldn't help but return your smile.

iii. Sixty-six days.

"Stanley, down," You instructed, leaning over to scratch the hellhound behind its ears. "Good boy."

Luke's sword was raised in a fighting stance as he watched you giggle as the hellhound nuzzled into your touch. You somehow managed to make him agree to meet the monster. Pathetically, it didn't take much for Luke to agree. It took you batting your eyelashes at him with a small pout and he reluctantly agreed to meet Stanley.

"Luke," You called him over, still petting the hellhound. "Come on, he won't do anything to you."

"I'm good right here," He grunted, holding onto his sword. "If he tries anything, one of us should be ready and you obviously have your guard down."

"He won't," You assured, "He's sweet."

"Nothing from the underworld is sweet, Y/N."

"You don't think I'm sweet?"

Luke rolled his eyes. You'd been claimed by your father, Hades, a few days ago. It made sense the more he thought about it. The hellhound wasn't sent to attack you, but to protect you. It was sent by your father to guide you to Camp Half Blood. "You're not technically from there."

"Same shit," You shrugged, patting the spot next to you on the grass for him to join you. "Come on, Luke. Come meet Stanley."

It was against everything he believed in. He shouldn't walk over to you to pet a monster like it was a stray dog on the side of the road, waiting to be rescued. But his feet seemed to have a mind of their own because before he knew it, he was walking over to you, sword tossed somewhere beside him to keep his hands free to touch the surprisingly soft fur of the hellhound.

The hellhound purred under Luke's touch, gentle and loving. If Luke ignored the scary color of its eyes, he would confidently say that it was just a dog. Luke's shoulders relaxed, "Okay, he's not half bad."

"Told you," You said, leaning against him. Luke's hands froze for a second, making the hellhound whine. He resumed his scratches, not wanting to take his chances and angering the dog. "See? Not all of us from the underworld are scary monsters."

"You're not from there," He repeated, "Stop saying that you are."

"Hades is my dad, Luke," You whispered. "So I am. I am a part of him."

"You're nothing like the gods."

There was something in his voice that made your heart pound in your chest. It was no secret that Luke's relationship with his father, and all of the gods for that matter, was strained. Luke saying that you were nothing like them with such sincerity made your head spin. It felt definite. It felt like a fact that he could never think of you as that.

"Could be nice though," You joked, trying to cover up the swell in your chest with humor. "Immortality and all."

"Nah, this one life is enough for me, I think."

"What? You're not shooting for rebirth?"

If anyone else would've asked him the same question a year ago, even a few weeks ago, he would've said no. If any of his other lives were like this one, he would decline the request if he could. All that he'd gone through in this lifetime was enough.

But now you were asking him that question with a twinkle of hope in your eyes that made him wonder if he'd judged this life too soon. Maybe there was more to life than fighting and running. Maybe the moments of life when he sits on a tree branch watching the sunset, or when he's yelling at his siblings to stop running in the cabin, or hell, even when he was petting a goddamn hellhound, were enough to make him wish for another shot at this life thing.

Maybe he just needed to learn a thing or two from you. If he could continue to know you in each lifetime, maybe he'll turn out fine.

"Maybe," Luke poked his tongue out the corner of his mouth. He blinked, "I don't know."

"Keep an open mind to it, is all I ask," You said. "I wanna find you in every universe just so I can annoy the shit out of you in each one."

He chuckled softly, not missing the smile that widened on your face as you watched him crack. "I changed my mind. No rebirth for me. I can only handle you in so many lifetimes."

"You'll grow to love me."

I know, Luke wanted to say, and that's the part that scares me the most. Throughout his years at Camp Half Blood, Luke prided himself in knowing that when push comes to shove, he can do what's necessary to succeed. It's what made him the perfect Head Counselor, the best swordsman that Camp Half Blood has seen in years. It's what made him a hero.

But now he didn't feel like that was the case anymore. He was growing soft, weak. He'd spent so much time trying to protect you and keep you from danger that he forgot about protecting himself. You found his Achilles heel and well, Luke was just waiting until he surrendered to you.

He opened his mouth to speak, "If Stanley doesn't kill me first."

If Luke could bottle up the sound of your laughter, he would.

iv. Three hundred and sixty-five days.

"Who is that?"

Luke followed Percy's eyes to the other side of the field. His lips turned up at the corners as he saw you waving at him with a smile on your face. Luke waved back with the same enthusiasm, confusing the boy beside him.

"That's Y/N," Luke responded, picking up his steps to meet you halfway. "That's my girlfriend."

"You have a girlfriend?"

"I know, shocker!" You teased, placing a kiss on Luke's cheek. Luke wrapped an arm around your waist, tugging you closer, completely oblivious to the grimace that graced Percy's face. "Mr. Stick-in-the-mud head counselor has a girlfriend."

"Hey!"

Percy scrunched his face up, "You kinda are a stick-in-the-mud. No offense."

"Offense taken," Luke scoffed, poking your side. "Y/N, this is Percy. He's new here."

You stretched out a hand in greeting, "Nice to meet ya, Percy. Welcome to Camp Half Blood."

"Are you always this preppy?"

"She is," Luke said, shrugging. "Nice change of pace from the rest of us, don't you think?"

"Sure," He nodded, eyeing the both of you. Luke's arm didn't move from your waist and you didn't seem to mind. He was too young to understand why you and Luke didn't want to have any personal space. "Are you joining us on the tour that Luke is giving me of Camp Half Blood?"

"Wish I could, but the Stolls are planning to TP the Ares cabin as a prank and I should probably stop them before someone gets maimed at Capture the Flag tomorrow," You cringed.

Luke sighed, dropping his head to your shoulder. You tangled your fingers through his curls, trying to offer some comfort, "I told them not to do that."

"When have your siblings ever listened to you?"

"They used to before you came along!" Luke groaned, "But now they only listen to the pretty counselor."

"Must run in the family," You teased.

"Shut up," Luke grumbled, lifting his head up. Percy could see the blush on Luke's cheeks and he cringed. He hoped he'd never end up like this when he became a teenager. It was obvious you had Luke wrapped around your finger. "Go stop them before Lee gives us a lecture on the dangers of resorting to violence. Again."

"I'm going, I'm going," You laughed. You placed a quick kiss to Luke's lips before waving goodbye to the two boys. Before you were out of earshot, you turned around, "Tree later?"

"See you there!" Luke replied, grinning at you until you made it across the field. He turned to Percy, scratching the back of his neck, "Sorry about that. Where were we?"

"Archery."

"Ah, right! Archery," Luke nodded, continuing his steps, "It's down this way."

Percy followed Luke through the field, staring at the signs that pointed in different directions. Camp Half Blood was huge. This tour was definitely going to take longer than he anticipated. Not wanting to continue with a lull in the conversation, Percy spoke up, "How long have you and Y/N been together?"

Percy figured that Luke would have a lot to say about you which would fill the silence. He was right. Luke smiled at the boy, "A few months. She got here last year and it's been us two ever since. Took me a minute to ask her out, though."

"Well if you liked her, why did you wait? That doesn't make much sense."

"It was complicated," He replied, "I didn't really accept that I liked her until way later. Kinda kept my feelings to myself for a while."

"Is this what being a teenager is like?" Percy asked, cringing at Luke's words. He always imagined that falling in love with someone was easy. If two people liked each other, they should be together, right?

"Yeah," Luke laughed, patting Percy on the back. "Enjoy your early years, Perce. It gets worse from here."

"Geez, you really know how to inspire confidence in someone."

The laugh that escaped Luke reminded him too much of you. There were parts of you that weaseled their way into him. He didn't understand why you laughed so hard at his deadpan comments before, but now that he was on the receiving end of it with Percy, he saw why.

Percy reminded Luke a lot of himself, back when he was younger. It was a weird thing to meet a foil of yourself, someone who you could've been if things had been different. Luke wondered if he'd be like Percy if his life hadn't been so cruel. Not that Percy's life was all sunshine and rainbows, either. Luke heard through the grapevine that Percy lost his mom during the battle with the minotaur, but at least he had a mom that he knew. He had a mom that cared for him.

Luke was dreading the day Percy got claimed. Something told him that it would cause a ripple effect. Start things that Luke wasn't ready for, not yet. Maybe he'll never be ready for it. Had he known that he'd meet you, maybe he wouldn't have said yes to it. Maybe if you had stumbled into Camp Half Blood a day earlier, he wouldn't be facing this.

Luke faked a smile, shaking away those thoughts, "Come on, archery's just around the corner."

v. Three hundred and seventy-one days.

"Thought I'd find you here."

Luke closed his eyes at the familiar voice that joined him on the tree branch. The separate branch that you used to it on morphed into his own. Two branches intertwined, a simple work of nature, but it felt like a symbol. An omen.

The fireworks illuminated the night sky. Luke had never been up here this late before. The air was cold.

"What are you doing here?"

You let out a dry chuckle, "Dejavu for a second there."

"Y/N."

You gulped, slowly inching towards him. There was a crease between his eyebrows as he stared ahead. You sighed, "I came looking for you."

"Why?"

"Luke, don't do this."

He sniffed, rubbing his eyes with his balled-up fists. He winced as he put too much pressure on his cheek, his scar stinging at the contact. It's been more sensitive lately the more he spoke to Kronos. He shook his head, "I have to."

"No, you don't," You pleaded, placing a hand on his arm. "It's not too late."

"It is. Don't you understand?" He sobbed, "It's too late."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I didn't want to break your heart," He whispered. He felt silly saying it out loud, but it made sense to him at the time. He couldn't bare to see your face when he told you about everything. That's why he was going to leave without saying goodbye.

"How's that going for you?"

How you managed to make him laugh even during this, even during the end, was beyond Luke's understanding. He wished you didn't have an effect on him like this. It would make things so much easier.

"I'm sorry."

"For breaking my heart or for betraying all of us?"

Luke licked his lips, "Both."

You removed your hand from his arm. Luke shivered without your touch. "I'll see you again, yeah?"

"I don't know."

"I know," Tears pricked your eyes. Maybe it was the shock of it all, but you were calm. Too calm. It didn't feel real that just a few steps away, camp was in disarray because of the boy beside you. "Rebirth, remember? In every lifetime."

"Sure," He said. Maybe the hope of it all will be enough to get him through this. "I love you."

"I love you, too," You said, leaning over to place a last kiss on his lips. You pulled away as you felt your tears mixing with his, "Go, they'll come looking here soon."

Luke nodded and made his way down the tree. You watched him fade away in the distance.

[luvhughes43]

hard launch | luke hughes

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request: heyyy for the Luke x Latina story maybe them hard launching each other and him just being like obsessed ig?!?! thank you btw !!!

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lhughes_06 my girl

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ynuser my boy!

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dylanduke25 ig official we love to see it!

yourbff FINALLY THE WAIT IS OVER

ynuser ?

yourbff your relationship has been going on for farr too long without a hardlaunch

fan22 l..l..luke has a gf...

fan57 SHES SO PRETTY OMFG

fan57 lukes biggest win liked by lhughes_06

ynuser

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ynuser this past summer❤️

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jackhughes u should post that first pic on ur main lhughes_06

ynuser THATS WHAT I SAID! its such a good pic luke pls🙏

lhughes_06 wait can we ft? i'll post a dump

ynuser calling u rn liked by lhughes_06

user41 theyre so cute😭

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lhughes_06 I know summers over but...☀️😎

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trevorzegras hughesy finally got a girl

jackhughes bros whipped

lhughes_06 now if u could keep a girl longer than a few weeks then maybe...

jackhughes WOAH???

ynuser where did all these photos come from... we only talked about the first one

lhughes_06 i decided these ones were prettier

ynuser youre sooo...💗💗

ynuser my fav summer❤️

user61 LUKES CURLS??? gf air is so real

user78 omfg shes stunning??? who knew luke could pull

user11 new wag unlocked✅

user59 shouldve been me..

user24 baby it was never gonna happen❤️

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lhughes_06 thats my baby

lhughes_06 omfg youre unreal

ynuser i love you😭❤️

lhughes_06 i love you more!❤️

yourbff marry me pls

yourbff i love you

dylanduke25 dont mind me just watching lukey simp in the comments🍿

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[mauvecherie-writes]

Down Bad: Social Media AU - V

pairing: lewis hamilton x black foc!alora caddel

summary: soft or hard launch? you decide.

note: in the comments, i will absolutely need you guys to comment as to how you would react to the final post. i will be using those reactions in the next update. i want it to be a genuine reaction and i cannot fake all the thoughts. good and bad, i want to know how fans would react. thank you so much, love you xoxo.

warnings: suggestive photo (last post)

MAJOR EDIT: HE IS NOT IN HER GUTS IN THE LAST PIC, HES JUST HOVERING ABOVE HER😭😭😭 But yes lmao continue with those type of comments, it’s going to be funny as hell doing the reaction post 😂😂😂😂.

INSTAGRAM | Post.

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aloracaddel: When in Paris, xoxo.

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user106 you’re so unreal. a barbie irl 🤩.

alorasplanet your beauty is unmatched 🤎.

lewishamilton woah 😍.

aloracaddel @lewishamilton 💜

lhamiltoncore HELLO???

aloraslover @lhamiltoncore LIKE ?????

user2311 so we’re just gonna ignore the fact that Lewis was here within a minute of Alora posting? Cool cool cool cool cool.

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THREAD COMMENTS:

user616 He liked her picture within a minute of her uploading … he is DOWN BAD.

user2210 we laughed at @LH44Girlie but she was right this whole time. We owe her an apology.

LH44Girlie @user2210 THANK YOU!

user102 They really are the moment, I’m living for them.

INSTAGRAM | IG Story.

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fin. ooouuu it’s all coming together.

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Kelly- Months Go By

2 Months Pregnant

How are you feeling?" Kelly helps me up off the floor after throwing up. Nyx not really helping as she's in the way a little

"Like death. I can't even keep water down" I sigh as Kelly puts a cool wash cloth around my neck

"I think it's time to visit the hospital YN"

"No, no I'll be fine" I go to stand up but I have to hold on to Kelly so I don't fall "ok fine" I give in.

Kelly drives me to the hospital where I'm greeted by Maggie 

"What's wrong?"

"She keeps throwing up. Can't even keep water down now"

"Ok let's get you in a bed and get you on a drip. April!" She calls

"Ok come on YN. Maggie can you call Connor let him know YN's in room 4"

"Can I come with her?" Kelly asks

"Yeah follow me"

3 Months Pregnant

"Ok so the gel may feel a little cold" Natalie says as I hold my shirt up for her to do my 12 week ultrasound

"Both heartbeats are strong"

"Both?" I frown confused

"Congratulations, your having twins" Nat turns the monitor around

"Twins? As is 2 babies?" Kelly asks shocked

"Yes two babies. Here is baby A and here is baby B" Nat points to the monitor. I look over to Kelly with tears in my eyes "I'll get some pictures printed off for you"

"Thank you" Kelly wipes the tears from his face. Natalie leaves Kelly and I alone for a bit

"We're having twins" I say still in shock. Kelly smiles then leans down to kiss my forehead.

4 Months Pregnant

I throw my bag on the couch as I walk through the door. Nyx comes running up to me with a happy face while I look so pissed if it's unreal.  I've just had lunch with my sister who basically told me that she can't be around me because dad thinks that I'm stupid and it's going to rub off on to Clair

"Woah you ok?" Kelly asks wide eyed

"No. Clair doesn't want anything to do with me now. My family hate me" I cry out. I sit next to Kelly on the sofa

"They don't hate you. They just need time to get used to the situation"

"You don't know my dad and sister. They've had a feud with Connor for years"

"Well if that's the case then you have me, Connor, all of the firehouse, Med and even PD. Your family has grown massively. We will give them the option to be apart of this babies life. If they don't want to then you know they aren't your family"

"Just sucks Kel"

"I know and I'm sorry your having to go through this" Kelly wraps me up in his arms and holds me close to him.

5 Months Pregnant

Things between Kelly and I have changed. I've always found him attractive sure, but recently we have been falling asleep on the couch together. Weirdly it feels like Kelly and I are a little family.

I look at myself through the mirror and notice my little bump starting to grow

"Kelly!" I shout "Kelly come here"

"What? What's wrong?" Kelly runs through the door with panic in his eyes

"Look" I turn and show him my belly "I've got a bump"

"Can I?" Kelly motions towards the bump. I give him a nod to say it's ok. He places his warm hands on my tummy "hey little ones. Im your daddy. Me and mommy can't wait to meet you" he says making me tear up

"Stupid hormones making me cry at everything" I wipe my tears.

6 Months Pregnant

"Look at you, your glowing" Gabby greets me at the firehouse as Kelly and I make our way over

"Thanks. Tell you what though I don't think I'll have any ribs left once these two are born"

"So how did it go today. Do you know the genders"

"Yeah Kel and I do but your going to have to wait a little bit before we tell everyone"

"Go grab yourself something to eat" Kelly kisses the top of my head before waking off to his office

"So you and Severide then?" Gabby wiggles her eyebrows

"We're friends" Gabby gives me a look as if I'm mad as we walk into the kitchen area

"So you don't find him attractive?"

"I slept with him 6 months ago so you answer that question"

"I just mean are you sure your just friends? Because I see how you look at one another. Would you go on a date with him?"

"I mean yeah, but he definitely sees me as just a friend. Trust me"

7 Months Pregnant

Ok so he didn't see me just as a friend. Kelly and I went on a date and it went well. We went out to a café for breakfast and now we're dating. I'm still sleeping in a separate room for the most part and now we're decorating the babies room but can't decide on the colour of the room

"I feel like grey all over will be to much" I tell Kelly looking at the room "I saw on Pinterest a white wallpaper with loads of grey elephants. The white will break up the grey a bit" I get out my phone and show Kelly the wall paper

"Lets see if we can find that paper or some similar"

"Oh also I want a rocking chair"

"We can get a rocking chair" Kelly chuckles.

[emilsgrippers]

Guys that heathette angst I was talking about…it’s here guys ITS HERE!!!!!!!!

Heather brushed her hair back before she pressed the back of her hand against her cheek. She was burning up. With a quiet groan, she tried to splash some water onto her face. She was standing in the camp’s bathroom, trying to calm herself down.

For the time being, all campers were still at Camp Wawanakwa until something was finalized. Nobody knew what they were waiting for, but, they didn’t really care.

The reason Heather was so flustered in the bathroom was all because of Bridgette, another camper.

After the first season on the island, where Heather met Bridgette, they had many small arguments or disagreements, or Heather treated Bridgette poorly. Now, what made these ‘arguments’ and or disagreements small? It was the fact Bridgette could hardly hold a grudge. Heather had even heard Bridgette say the longest grudge she ever held was for six minutes.

It wasn’t hard for Heather to properly befriend Bridgette after all this. Matter of fact, Bridgette was the one who initiated their new friendship.

It took Heather a while to figure out how to actually treat Bridgette, as she had never had many friends due to her personality and rude nature, but through trial and error, she managed just fine.

Bridgette was an absolute doll to Heather. Always offering to go get something to eat, inviting her to hang out, all of that.

Heather hadn’t ever really received this kind of ‘care’ in her life. Not from anyone else on the island, not from her parents or family, just..Bridgette.

Naturally, she developed a crush on the blonde, who was entirely unaware of this. Heather would have to chase Geoff — who was also crushing on Bridgette — away from her. She tried her hardest to persuade him to pursue someone like Courtney, or Lindsay, or even Leshawna! But Geoff didn’t budge, and that’s why Heather had to make a move as fast as she could.

She looked at herself in the dirtied mirror. She was trying her hardest to gather the courage to tell Bridgette how she felt, as she decided this would have to be the day. She couldn’t go a day longer with these feelings tugging so roughly on her tender heart.

With a deep breath, she stormed out of the bathroom, swinging the door wide open. Despite how heavy her steps were, her legs felt numb, giving her the sensation of floating. She quickly climbed the stairs to the cabin and threw that door open, too. “Woah!” Gwen cried. Bridgette looked up to the noise. Her hair was down, and Heather swore her face began to burn up again.

Heather ignored the goth. “Bridgette,” she said. She tried to sound sweet, but her voice came out deep and demanding. She tried to say something, but she just couldn’t.

“Meet me on the beach in the next five minutes.” She finally spat. That wasn’t what she meant to say. She took a deep breath as Bridgette smiled at her.

“Okay,” she agreed with a small nod. Heather, without saying another word, turned and left the cabin. The door fell shut behind her and she smiled. A genuine smile. She threw her arms up into the air before she quickly calmed herself back down and headed down to the beach. She trembled with excitement the whole way.

Waiting for Bridgette to come made Heather so tense it was almost unreal. She had already chewed four of her fingernails to be rigid and sharp. The gently waves that formed in the dirty water lapped against the sand as she continued to wait.

Just as she cast a glance backwards at the dock of shame, “Hey!” Her head whipped around to face Bridgette.

She was in her swimsuit, with her hair tied back into that same ponytail it was always in. It was clear she assumed they’d be swimming, or maybe surfing. “Bridgette..!” Heather tried to greet her happily, but her voice quivered.

Bridgette stopped just infront of Heather, still smiling. “What do you need?”

Heather opened her mouth, but then she just sighed again. “Bridgette,” she looked off towards the water, and Bridgette followed her gaze. She quickly turned back to face the other girl.

“Listen, okay? You’re the only person at this camp I’m actually friends with…” her voice trailed off, but she quickly continued. “And…you’re…uhm…” Bridgette was looking back at Heather now.

Her smile wavered for a second, probably because she was curious as to what Heather would say, because she didn’t actually seem upset.

Heather gently reached out and grabbed Bridgette’s hand, feeling the burning sensation in her face return. “I like you,” she coughed out finally. In her mind, there was supposed to be more of a build up. It was supposed to be more than just ‘hey I like you’.

Bridgette smiled a bit more, “Well—“ “A-and not in the friend kind of way. I… I like - like you, Bridgette.”

Heather realized she had accidentally cut Bridgette off, so she looked up at her face, but Bridgette’s smile had entirely dropped. She looked a bit scared now.

Heather felt her eyes widen.

“Oh Heather..” Bridgette’s voice was as sincere as ever. “Heather…I’m sorry,” she gently took Heather’s other hand into her own, but Heather didn’t feel it. She didn’t feel Bridgette’s touch, she only felt Bridgette’s heart-shattering gaze on her own red cheeks.

“I’m really sorry, I don’t…”

Heather took her right hand back and shakily wiped her oncoming tears. She swallowed as she lowered her hand and looked back at Bridgette, who looked quite sad aswell.

“Why not?” Heather asked, shortly. She didn’t mean to sound, well, mean. “I already have a partner.” She confessed, quietly.

Heather felt her heart being crushed in her heaving chest. “Oh,” was all she could shakily mutter.

“And I’m…I’m not…” Bridgette avoided Heather’s gaze entirely as she spoke. Heather knew what was coming, and her lip began to quiver, “I’m not into girls…”

The second these words left Bridgette’s lips, Heather fell forward and hugged Bridgette as she began to sob.

“Oh Heather—“ Bridgette was still very gentle. It was clear this hadn’t changed any part of their friendship, which was something Heather should be happy about…only she really wasn’t. Heather cried like a wounded animal as Bridgette wrapped her arms very tight around Heather’s limp body, and sank backwards into the sand. Heather was curled up on Bridgette’s chest, and Bridgette was lightly stroking her hair as she let out a quiet sigh. Guilt plagued that sigh.

Heather layed on Bridgette and cried for what felt like hours at a time. She screamed and cried so loud that some other campers like Lindsay, Gwen, or Trent came to check on them. Bridgette gently waved them all off with her sweet voice.

“I’m sorry.” Bridgette would say this ever few seconds, all as she held Heather in her arms. Heather didn’t respond, she actually just sobbed until she could hardly speak, until all of her sobs were muffled and practically non existent, until her body was trembling with silent sobs.

“Bridgette?” She finally managed, in what sounded identical to a whisper. “Huh?” “If you didn’t h-have a boyfriend…” it hurt Heather to speak. “Would you…like me?” Bridgette began to respond, but Heather kept talking.

“If I was a b-boy…would you like me..?” Her voice was still a mere whisper. She looked up at Bridgette through teary eyes. Bridgette didn’t say anything now, and she gently held Heather’s head closer to her chest.

Despite Bridgette’s silence,

Heather knew that was a ‘no’.

[pommpuriinn]

Joohyung At VMAs

🧷 Joohyung enjoying her time at the VMAs

pink carpet: dress | hair (joohyung dyed it dark brown) | makeup | nails

performance: outfit

꣑୧ Joohyung was pretty nervous before heading to the pink carpet, but taking a shot before going really fixed that

꣑୧ she was a bit confused hearing that they won an award on the carpet and it even showed as they were accepting it. “I’m so surprised! Thank you moas and please look forward to our performance inside.” Joohyung quickly passed the mic back, making Soobin chuckled at her

꣑୧ as they would do little interviews on the carpet the people asking them all the questions would praise Joohyung about her looks making her feel shy and embarrassed. “Woah! Your unreal!”

꣑୧ “The dress, the makeup, and just everything girl!” The members would laugh, but agree with the interviewer.

꣑୧ “I’m so jealous of your significant other.” The girl interviewer teased Joohyung. Joohyung snaked her arm around Beomgyu’s, “he’s my boyfriend.” The interviewer eyes widened, “wait! Really? Oh my god, never mind you guys are perfect together.” Everyone laughed.

꣑୧ Joohyung was getting star struck seeing all the artists she grew up listening to. “I’m so nervous~” she hugged Beomgyu’s arm tighter He wanted to squeeze her seeing her eyes all big watching all the celebrities that are sitting on the other side. “Don’t be.” He pecked her cheek

꣑୧ seeing Olivia Rodrigo performance was definitely one of many highlights of her night plus her getting why the stage was falling apart, since Joohyung is an Olivia fan and listens to her music plus watching the mvs

꣑୧ you know Joohyung doesn’t really like award shows back at home, but American award shows are something else in a good way of course. They’re entertaining and seeing women not scared of showing their bodies and just showing off, Joohyung really enjoyed that and you could tell by the way the camera men zoomed into her smiley face

꣑୧ Joohyung wasn’t really bummed about not winning the kpop award she was just happy being nominated, and she along with the rest show support on skz winning

꣑୧ whenever the camera showed Joohyung’s face the crowd would go wild and it was starting to make Joohyung shy. Many moas after the award show saw that many artists mouthed how pretty and beautiful Joohyung looks (she was freaking out about it on weverse)

꣑୧ moas at the award show was count down and call out for txt which all six heads turn and waved at them sending smiles. It relived them a bit knowing moas are there with them

꣑୧ shakira’s performance was everything to Joohyung she loved ever second of it and moas even caught Joohyung sending hearts to shakira. Surprisingly to many Joohyung grew up to listening to western music along with some Latin music she never really liked Korean music when growing up (ballad music, opera, or even some kpop)

꣑୧ shared small snacks with Taehyun since Joohyung didn’t have a purse of anything she and Taehyun hide little snacks in his pockets. She shared some with Beomgyu and Kai

꣑୧ it was maybe an hour a half into the show, as Joohyung got up to use the restroom and of course she went with one of her female staff members. As Joohyung did want she had to do and got out to wash her hands she felt a presence next to her. She had to do a double take because it was Olivia next to her!

꣑୧ Joohyung wanted to talk to her, but she didn’t know how to start it without it being awkward and weird. “I seen you on the big screen a lot you’re so much prettier in person.” Olivia started the conversation and Joohyung wanted to thank the gods. “Thank you, and I can say the same about you.” Joohyung smiled at her. “I’m a big fan of your music I listened to sour almost everyday when it came out.” Joohyung said, as they both dried their hands. “Oh my gosh! Thank you I appreciate it. Oh! What’s your name before I go.” Olivia asked, as they walked towards the exit door.

꣑୧ “Joohyung, I’m a member of a kpop group called tomorrow x together.” Joohyung shyly introduced herself. “That’s so cool~” Olivia complimented. “Real quick is it ok if we take a picture?” Joohyung couldn’t miss her opportunity. “Of course!” Olivia was sweeter than Joohyung thought, she was so glad about it. The two exchanged numbers and Joohyung honestly doesn’t know how she did it but she DID IT

꣑୧ it was finally time to perform and Joohyung couldn’t wait! She honestly thought she would be more nervous but after seeing all the performances and getting interactions all the nerves went out the window

꣑୧ hearing the cheers and the yells from the audience was everything and more to Joohyung. They all put 1000% into this performance and having Anitta there was just amazing

꣑୧ both Joohyung and Anitta danced in the center with Taehyun and Yeonjun which moas were dying since it was just a sexy moment

꣑୧ also many praise Joohyung for dancing in heels in the performance along with her insane visuals and vocals throughout the song

꣑୧ after the performance everyone was so pumped up after the getting off the stage everyone jumped and cheered

꣑୧ as they cool down back stage Sabrina Carpenter came to say ‘hi’ and it was a quick moment but Joohyung saw how Sabrina ran her hand down Beomgyu’s arm while saying ‘hello’ and getting ready to pose for a picture

꣑୧ Joohyung felt a little jealous even though she didn’t want to be because she couldn’t help that he was handsome and everyone wants him but he is her boyfriend. So made her way in between Beomgyu and Sabrina did a quick pose and turned to Sabrina. “I’m Joohyung and this is Beomgyu mine boyfriend.” Joohyung intertwine their hands together. “Oh my god how cute you two are!” Sabrina even went for a hug.

꣑୧ now Joohyung was feeling foolish for even getting jealous with how sweet Sabrina was being

꣑୧ “aw~ my little noona was getting jealous wasn’t she?” Beomgyu was now lightly gripping her chin and teasing her. “I couldn’t help it.” Joohyung crossed her arm and mumbled. “There’s nothing to worry about noona cause I only want…you.” Beomgyu kissed her more passionately than he should since they’re in public

꣑୧ again the group was announced for another nomination the room filled in cheers it warmed Joohyung’s heart and even though they didn’t win

꣑୧ even though the night was filled with lots of excitement and joy it was finally time to get changed to something more comfortable and eat some good dinner with the birthday boy

[maximoffslilwitchintraining]

crowns of apple trees

Summary: Sweet and short ;) With witchy cottagecore Wanda

Words: 800

Warnings: fluffy, cottagecorewanda, fairtale vibes, mind control, aggy the cat, gn!reader

it had been warm and sunny all day so now as the sun set you wandered down to the small lake, not that far away from your home. Floating in the sparkling water you let the cool lake chill your warm skin. Just about catching the last rays of the sun, you lay drying off in the grass. It was just cosy enough that you foolishly drift off. 

When your eyes open once again you’re surprisingly not met with a star-speckled sky but rather the bright sun blinding you. You squint to protect your eyes, and soon you’re given relief as the shadow of a woman is formed above you, with crowns of apple trees, fully in bloom all around her.

She looked angelic as the sun shone through her loose button-up with her sleeves rolled saving the white fabric from the threat of a spill. Red, soft strands shaded her face as they fell out of the otherwise neatly plated hair.

“Are you alright there honey?” You blinked trying to recover.

“Where am I?” You whisper in a raspy morning voice.

“Well, it seems you’re in my garden.” She smiled.

“Oh I'm sorry” You sat up in a hurry.

“Woah, careful there.” She leaned down catching your arm in a soft grip.

“Are you alright?” Her eyes stayed on you as yours wandered through the green landscape around the two of you.

“It’s really beautiful here.” You smiled. it was almost unreal.

“Well thank you, I have been told I have a green thumb.” She smiled as your look of surprise clearly showed.

“Oh this is more than a green thumb it's almost magical. I’m impressed.” She simply smiled at that.

“Why don’t you come inside, have some tea and you can tell me more about yourself.” Your cheeks were already warm from the sun, but something about her intense eyes got you feeling warm all over. 

You followed her up a small path, where she’d now and again turn to look you over and give you a smile before continuing on. Once at the little cottage, you watched her take two steps in through the door before reaching out an open palm.

“Watch the threshold, it's easy to trip.” It wasn’t all that high but you took her hand anyway.

You let yourself explore as the woman tinkered in the kitchen. Your fingertips graced against the lace curtains before stopping at the sight of the small furball perched on the window seal,  sunbathing like she had no care in the world. which you supposed she didn’t seeing as she was a cat. 

“Aggy.” You spoke as you traced the letters embroidered on the blanket she rested on.

“short for Agatha.” The woman told you as she placed green cups on their saucers.

“She's beautiful, can I pet her?” you asked eagerly.

“Yes of course, but if you do she’ll never let you leave.” She winked, and you thought you’d happily spend forever doing just that.

“Do you take honey in your tea?” You heard her voice as you scratched Aggie's chin.

“Yes, ma’am.” You watched the cat yawn and stretch. Living the dream life you thought.

“Ma’am huh?” She laughed “I like it, but you can call me Wanda.”

“Oh, okay Wanda.” You turned to smile at her. She’d let her hair out of the braid and it was now flowing over her shoulders, just as the sun had done in the garden.

“I’m Y/N.” You get yourself seated at the table and the cat follows, hopping up into your lap and snuggling into your belly.

“While I can’t say I have a lot of visitors, she’s never taking a liking to anyone quite this much.” She smiles reaching out to pet the kitty. You swallow a bit of nervousness as you become very aware of her closeness.

“Well I like her equally:” You say those words with certainty, as you look into Wanda's eyes. She tilts her head at that watching you. A sudden sense of uncertainty hits you and your gut tells you you may have overstayed your welcome.

“I’m sorry, I should probably get going.” You shift in your seat.

“Oh, but you haven’t touched your tea.” She frowned.

“Oh, I’m sorry Wanda but I really shouldn’t bother you any longer.” You assure her. You turn your head searching for the door. The woman's palm finds your cheek and guides your eyes back to hers.

“Nonsense, won’t you stay a little longer?” Watching her green emerald eyes take a red hue, as any doubt seeped out of your body, instead becoming relaxed against the wooden chair.

“Well, I guess an hour or two won’t hurt.” Your hand went back to the soft fur of a sleeping Aggy in your lap.

“Aa, now that's what I want to hear, little one.” She basked in her triumph.

[george228732]

Fylass In Wonderland - Final - Respite (TW: MENTIONS OF MENTAL DISORDERS)

Fylass felt as if the area was different, even though they had their eyes closed; their back was laying down on a soft texture, and they realized that it was their bed, since the feeling was far too familiar for it not to be true; their head was sideways, on a soft pillow, and it felt like if Fylass could be able to just rest and sleep, but instead, they opened up their eyes…

Only to see Celesta right in front of them.

Fylass screamed out of reflex, waking her up instantly, surprisingly enough, but the shock was so big that Fylass fell out of their bed, like a ragdoll of unreal size, and now they were on the floor, with a hurting head that felt like if it was going to split open, but that feeling passed away instantly when they were able to hear a voice, echoing in their bedroom; they were at home.

"FYLASS!" The kid got up as fast as they could to see the source of the distressed voice, only to see that Lucid was also in the room, and even if they weren’t able to stop smiling, his expression was clearly one of concern, but also relief; The man had those clothes that Fylass remembered perfectly, leaving to the conclusion that this was indeed, the Lucid he remembered.

"GUYS! COME HERE! THE KID WOKE UP!" Lucid yelled across the door of their bedroom, and immediately, many steps coming towards the room were heard, and soon enough, the ones that made those steps were revealed; Selene, Dolly, Twilight Knight, Kurabe, Mikuto, Fettuccine, Chaos, Pleiades, Blossom Dee, Wisp, Casey, Dero, Genesis, Verin, and Damian. 

Fylass was surprised to see them all here, and it seemed that the others were too, but they had a look of shock, like if they have been expecting something for a long while, but never came, until now. "...Uh? G-Guys? What are you doing… here…?" Fylass felt as if they were still sleeping a bit, but even then, they all could see that they had tears on their eyes, or at least the majority, and as fast as they could, Selene, Twilight, Dolly, Pleiades, Blossom and Lucid ran towards them to hug them; the ones that they considered to be family.

"OH, FYLASS! I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE BACK WITH US AFTER ALL OF THIS TIME!" Twilight Knight said.

"W-Woah, guys, w-what happens?"

"DUDE, YOU WERE ASLEEP FOR A WEEK! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD FOR A SECOND!" Selene claimed, and Fylass couldn’t feel more surprised. Did they spend off that much time in Wonderland? Then they saw that they still had that brooch with the shape of a club on their sweater, and two and two clicked.

"I-I-..." Fylass wanted to say something, although the words never came out of their mouth; things were moving too fast.

"I didn’t know that it wasn’t normal for you to sleep for that long…" Celsta said, still on the floor, and  when she got up, she knocked out some things, including a drawer that was locked shut.

"Thou art feeling okay? Thou need some more rest?" Dero said with concern. "Yeah! I don’t really think that sleeping for more than 72 hours would be good for you. Heck, I am more concerned with the fact that you can talk like that!" Casey said as well, oddly enough, but at the same time, it seemingly was normal to act like that when the niece of your friend has been in a comatose state.

"We even sent you to a hospital when you started to not wake up, and even then, they couldn’t do anything, and it didn’t help that we couldn’t let you stay in there for… disclosed reasons. Pleiades was fighting the staff when we didn’t got our way, and Fetty had to stop them." Kurabe said afterwards, with Pleiades being silent, and embarrassed. "If I am being honest, we wouldn't be able to notice your absence if Dolly didn’t visit you when you started to not pick up calls." Mikuto said.

"...Dolly just thought that you were asleep, or not in the mood to talk, but when she visited you the next day, and realized that you were still sleeping, she got worried and called some of the contacts you had on that note right next to the phone; even Genesis, even though she realized that they are a therapist, not a doctor, ehehe…" Dolly said.

"That is okay, I guess… Although I was bound to come here sooner or later." Genesis said with worry.

"...I just came here since there were so many people around your house, and thought that something important was happening." Chaos said.

"...Either way…" Lucid said. "Are you okay, kid? Are you feeling hurt? Do you need something? Or better yet, you know what you did to fall asleep for that long?" Fylass was having mixed feelings thanks to all of this; they didn’t know that they were gone for that long, and soon enough, the guilt of the events that were happening prior to this was happening to sink in their head, and the tears started to appear, silently.

"Fy? A-Are you okay-" Twilight Knight said.

"I was dreaming…" 

The group was confused. "D-Dreaming? Since when do dreams last that long?" Selene questioned.

"...I’ll explain l-later, but first…" Fylass was struggling to talk, as more and more tears started to leak in; their adventure made them remember a lot of things that they made sure to forget, but at this point, the penguin was feeling grateful for that, even though that sorrow, guilt and grief came back thanks to those awful memories. "I need to show you something…"

Fylass wiped away the tears on their eyes, and slowly started to walk towards a bookshelf, and took one of the books from it. It was dusty compared to the rest of the books, like if it wasn’t touched in a long time.

"...You are going to read us a story?" Pleiades said, as Fylass suddenly took out a small key that looked exactly the same as the key of the club that they used to get out of Wonderland, hidden between its dusty and old pages. "Wait, you had a secret room and you didn’t tell us?!" Casey said with a bit of mischievousness, and Fylass couldn’t tell if it was sarcastic or not, but nonetheless, they stayed silent and used the small key in the locked drawer that Celesta dropped when she got up. She was a bit embarrassed.

"...B-Be prepared for what you’re about to see."

Fylass used their trembling hand to open the now unlocked drawer, and with the rest of the group watching with curiosity and concern, Fylass pulled out an old, dusty folder from it.

"...Kid?" Lucid said.

"...Please forgive me for not telling this…"  Fylass said as they took out two medical reports that belonged to the kid; the first one being the same medical report that they found in the Card Castle of Wonderland. 

"The following is an early observation that I, XXXXXX XXXXX, made on your child, 

Fylass Paragon Astralio, after the recent termination of xxxxxx xxxxx, two weeks ago,

which was a very hard investigation due to the lack of motivation the child had when

 trying to get out of his room, but this is what I found:

The patient is going through a severe case of hysteria, along with depression with symptoms like constantly changing mood, painful crying, among other unnerving issues. The problem went worse however, since this last week, the symptoms have gotten from seizures with unknown origin, banging his head towards a concrete wall at the point of it starting to crack, to plucking out their own feathers in fits of rage.

Amongst all of this, he seemingly is going through symptoms very similar to the ones of lunacy and schizophrenia, since from what I could gather from his words, he was hearing XXXXXX's voice everywhere he was looking. The last day I tried to check on him was even worse, since they were starting to play around with knives along with some other dangerous equipment in the kitchen, and somehow managed to pierce through the walls of it.

This is not mocking matters anymore, XXXX XXXXXXXXX, since this plan of yours is starting to become something incredibly disturbing, and I know perfectly what is going to happen and you, sir, don't listen to me, although you never do, sadly.

What can I only hope for, is that you act fast. In all regards,

XXXXXX XXXXX, Mental Health Department."

…Although there was a second medical report that looked much more recent than the first one. 

"EPICRISIS

Fylass Paragon Astralio - Age: 11 years old

Upon getting some more research on their side by their caretaker, it can be safely concluded that the patient suffers from Severe Depression, Hysteria, Good Child Syndrome, Lunacy, Dissociation, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, Dependent Personality Disorder and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.

These disorders have led the patient to several odd and disturbing behaviors, such as painful crying, self-destructive behavior, dissociative amnesia, hallucinations, emotional dysregulation, among many others."The rest of the epicrisis is totally scratched out by chalk, making it impossible to read. 

As the group was seeing these reports, their faces went from ones of curiosity, from ones of shock and concern. All of them looked at Fylass, which was looking down on the floor, and before they could say a thing, Fylass spoke up.

"Whenever I sleep, I dream of a world where I am happy, and go on adventures with all of you; a world that served as my way to ignore the fact that I was ill, because I feared that you guys would abandon me when I told you about these, but I can’t keep doing this anymore… It hurts me so much, but I didn’t want to speak up, I didn’t want to lose you, I didn’t want to be alone, not again…"

"...Fylass…" Dolly was the first one to speak up, but before she could say another thing, Fylass broke down in tears; a painful crying that would break even the heart of a demon due to the sheer pain coming out of those sobs.

"PLEASE, FORGIVE ME!" Those were the words that Fylass was able to pronounce as they kept on crying; Fylass thought that this was the point where they would just leave them be, again to be alone in a home where only they lived due to the fear of making their mere existence, a burden for another, but the kid felt a warm hug that sheltered them from the cold, painful air that was on their lungs, unsurprisingly enough, their friends and family were hugging them, or at least the majority.

"I-I am so sorry…" Selene said. "We didn’t know we felt that way..." The rest of them were saying more things along those lines, but the guilt from Fylass wasn’t stopping, and it didn’t seem like it was going to stop anytime soon, although, at least it seemed to get better. The group was comforting them as best as they could, and even the ones that didn’t understand that pain to the fullest were doing their best to say the correct words for them.

After some minutes, the group stopped, as Fylass ceased to cry, and after some seconds of silence, Genesis spoke up.

"...Er, Fylass, are you free for a therapy session tomorrow?" 

Fylass was still in a gloomy mode, but they nodded in silence.

"...Okay then, I’ll book a session with you for tomorrow, if that’s okay with you." Fylass nodded again, and seconds later, they said something.

"I-I should probably make food, m-my legs are hurting but this may make me feel better…"

"What?! No, we’ll make it for you!"

"I-It’s not that necessary, please. I c-can do it on my own…" 

"Thanks from what we know, and your experiences, we just can’t let you do that on your own, man!" Mikuto said.

"..." Fylass sat down on their bed, not being able to say anything, but they seemed to be about to say, "thank you" or something along the lines. Part of the group went down to cook something for dinner, as some others stayed with Fylass just to talk.

Fylass didn’t want things to be different, but atleast, this change might be a good one at last. They know that Wonderland is still in their head, and it’s more than likely that they will visit it soon, but at this point, Fylass only cares about the time with their friends now; they will explain their experiences in Wonderland when they felt comfortable with Genesis and the rest.

From the distance though, a figure was there, watching in the distance.

"...Interesting." It was Singularity.

"It seems that the story didn’t end badly, at least in my standards."

"...Although, I expected more explanations about some events. I do know them already, but they don’t know. Not even Fylass knows.

"...I assume we always can’t get the things we all want."

"It’s okay though."

"...This ending could be a happy one in my eye."

"...Although, I have the feeling this story is not over. This gives me hope to get a much more fulfilling ending."

"...What do you think?"

THE END

Phew! This was a long journey, but at last, it's all over. Thank you so much for reading this story to the end, and... Let's hope you're prepared to see my next stories...

@ilikesillythingswooo (Creator of Dolly)

@moon-mage (Creator of Selene and Wisp)

@loaflovesdoodling (Creator of Pleiades and Blossom Dee, and the illustrations of Chapter 4)

@wyverewings (Creator of Artemeta and Singularity)

@mossyriverrocks (Creator of Damian and Fela)

@den-of-the-blue-dragon (Creator of Celesta Knight, Casey and Tenebra Knight)

@galakianexplosion (Creator of Chaos, and the illustration of Chapter 7, and new illustrations for Chapter 8, 10, 11 and 13. LOOK AT IT)

@lostsoulau-ask (Creator of Lucid)

@kachikirby (Creator of Kurabe, Fettuccine and Mikuto)

@floweyjoestar (Creator of Soliera)

@theflutteringdreameater (Creator of Genesis)

@avathestarwarrior (Creator of Ava)

@that-fanperson-meg (Creator of Twilight Knight)

@the-chaos-axolotl (Creator of Verin)

@stardustshimmer (Creator of Queen Somnia)

@monsterhatdoodles (Creator of Dero)

@ant-bunny (Creator of Antu)

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What do you mean there's an extra chapter?

[a-reader-and-a-writer]

Another Year, Another Chance

Fandom: Top Gun, Top Gun: Maverick, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Hangster

Summary: One year ago, Bradley took a chance on a new relationship but it quickly fell apart. Now, he is about to come face-to-face with Jake for the first time since he left and he has some questions that need to be answered.

Word Count: 2786

TW: Love Confession, Angst, Fluff, Kissing

Note: This was written as part of @tgm-all4one's "It's not the plane. It's the pilot." challenge as a celebration of the one-year anniversary of the release of Top Gun: Maverick. Thank you to @green-socks and @loverhymeswith for looking this over for me! I love you guys! 💕

It seemed unreal that exactly one year ago the Dagger Squad had gathered for the first time. Standing in The Hard Deck gathered around the pool table, no one could have predicted the friendships they would form or the dangers they would face over the next several weeks. Or that they would all be back in that same spot one year later.

Bradley smiled as he watched more and more people trickle into the bar. He was one of the few guests there who recognized practically every face whether they were those from Mav’s original Top Gun class like Slider, Wolfman, or Hollywood, those from his own Dagger Squad like Bob, Phoenix, or Coyote, or those from command like Cyclone, Warlock, and Hondo. Then of course there were Penny’s friends and family, but he had gotten to know most of them over this past year as well.

Mav and Penny were currently standing near the entrance to the bar as they greeted those arriving. As Mav wrapped his arm around Penny’s waist and kissed her head, he caught Bradley’s eye across the room. His godfather gave him a loving smile before turning back to his guests. It was still crazy to think that one year ago, the two men had just reunited after over a decade of barely speaking to one another. And yet here they were, working alongside each other every day and now Bradley was going to be the best man in Maverick’s wedding tomorrow. He just wished they could have settled their differences before they lost Ice. It would have meant so much to the Admiral to see them this close again. 

He was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t notice as Phoenix walked over to where he was standing and leaned on the wall next to him. Raising her beer to her lips, she muttered, “Have you seen him yet?”

Instantly, his pleasant mood soured. Taking a long drag from his drink, he responded curtly, “Nope.”

He hoped that would put an end to the conversation, but he should have known better. “He’s gonna show up.” Phoenix nudged his shoulder. “If not for you, then for the extensive list of VIPs that are here. Do you really think he’d pass up the opportunity to rub elbows with all of these high-ranking officers?” 

“Yeah, well, if that’s the only reason he’s showing up, then he can just fuck off,” he muttered under his breath. 

“Roo…”

“No!” He pushed himself off the wall and turned to face her. “This is his last chance, Nat. I’m done pretending I’m okay waiting for him to grow up and make up his mind. If he shows up, fine, I’ll hear what he has to say. But if he doesn’t, it’s over.”

“Woah! Someone’s got their panties in a twist!”

Bradley whirled around to see Jake strolling up with that infuriating smug smirk of his and a bouquet of multicolored flowers in his hand. His hair was shorter than the last time Bradley had seen him and he was wearing a tank top that clung to his chest, low-rising board shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. He was seriously underdressed for the evening, but damn, Bradley had to admit he looked good. Not that he was going to tell him that.

Rolling her eyes, Phoenix scoffed. “Really? The invitation said semi-formal, not semi-effort. What are you wearing?”

Jake glared at her. “Oh, bite me, Phoenix. My flight got delayed and I came straight from the airport so I didn’t have time to change. Besides, this is just a rehearsal dinner, not the actual ceremony. And Bradshaw’s in one of those ridiculous Hawaiian shirts. That can’t be up to the dress code.”

Bradley folded his arms across his chest and snapped, “You always have to have an excuse for everything, don’t you, Hangman?”

Jake opened his mouth to speak, but Phoenix cut him off. “Despite the poor choice of wardrobe, we’re glad you could make it. Who are the flowers for?”

His eyes flashed to Bradley, but then Jake refocused on Phoenix. “The bride, but I snuck in the back so I didn’t get a chance to give them to her yet.”

“Then you better hurry. They should be serving food any minute and I doubt Penny will have time to talk to you then.” Bradley grabbed Phoenix’s arm and began to lead her over toward the other side of the bar. “We’ll see you around.”

As they walked away, Bradley could feel the weight of Jake’s eyes on his back but he tried to ignore it and keep walking. When they reached the jukebox, Phoenix shrugged, “Well…. At least he showed up.”

He had. But Bradley still needed to find out why Jake was really here. Was it just for the wedding, or could it be he was here for something– someone –else too…..

After everyone had finished dinner and given their speeches, Bradley slipped out onto the deck. The cool ocean breeze felt refreshing against his skin and helped soothe the chaos currently swirling around in his head. 

He had been so preoccupied with best man duties for the last few hours, he barely had time to glance in Jake’s direction. However, that didn't stop the man from being a constant presence in his mind.  But then again, Jake had barely left his thoughts since the night after the Uranium mission……

Bradley had turned in early, exhausted from the harrowing events of the day. But just as he was on the edge of sleep, the door to his cabin opened and someone walked in. Bradley hadn’t reacted since he assumed it was Hangman heading to bed and he waited for the sounds of the other pilot climbing into the bunk above him. However, they never came. 

Concerned, Bradley groggily rolled over and he found Hangman crouched on the floor across from his bed staring at him. But before Bradley could ask him if he was alright, Hangman surged forward and slammed his lips against his. Completely taken by surprise and still half asleep, Bradley fell backward onto the mattress and Jake followed him, climbing onto the bed to straddle him. His kiss only intensified as his hands slid up to tangle in Bradley’s curls. It was only then that Bradley fully grasped what was going on and he made a decision. 

He kissed Hangman back.

The thought to do so had crossed his mind more than once these last few weeks, but Bradley had always brushed the idea to the side. After all, the two of them hated each other…. right? However, with his tongue down his throat, Bradley realized what he had felt was far from hate. He had just been too scared to admit it to himself. But now there was nothing holding him back. 

He slid his hands under Hangman’s t-shirt, his fingers dancing across the hard lines of his stomach and up to his chest where they swirled through his chest hair. Hangman finally broke off the kiss so Bradley could slip his shirt over his head, and Bradley took the opportunity to ask, “Why now? What changed?”

“You almost fucking died, Roo,” Jake grunted as he wrestled Bradley’s own shirt off of him. Panting slightly, he continued, “I thought I’d lost you. That I didn’t make it there in time. So, I need to feel you. To show myself you’re really still here. That I didn’t miss my chance for this.” And he pressed his lips against Bradley’s once more.

That night had been the first of what started out as a rather solid relationship. Jake seemed different after what happened and, as the weeks passed, Bradley started to let his guard down and truly open himself up to Jake. He should have known better.

“Can I join you?” 

As if summoned by his thoughts of the past, Jake hovered in the doorway behind Bradley waiting for permission to come onto the deck. Part of Bradley wanted to tell Jake to fuck off and leave him alone, but another part longed for him to wrap his arms around him and kiss him like he did that first night in his bunk. Back when everything was new and uncomplicated. 

Bradley nodded and Jake slipped out to stand beside him. 

“I saved one for you.” Jake leaned on the railing next to him and held out a single flower. It was the same shade of yellow as the paint on each of their helmets. “They were… they were actually all for you but I chickened out and said they were for Penny instead.”

“Yeah, well, I never really cared much about flowers,” Bradley muttered, but he took it anyway.

Jake smiled at that. “I’ll keep that in mind.” The two of them stood in silence for a while as they gazed out to the ocean, the only sounds the murmur of the crowd inside and the lapping of the waves on the shore. But finally, Jake spoke up. “I wasn’t sure if you’d even want to see me.”

“I went back and forth about it. At one point, I almost went to Mav to beg him to uninvite you.”

“What changed your mind?”

“I had questions I needed answered and I wanted to see if you’d actually show up or just bail like you usually do.”

Jake flinched but nodded. “Yeah, I guess that’s fair. But I told you last year after the mission, I’ve changed. I’m not that guy anymore.”

Bradley snorted. “Yeah, that’s what you said….. Right before you left me for a new adventure.”

“It’s called a deployment. It’s not like I just left for the fun of it.”

“You had a position here, with me, with our friends. You could have stayed if you wanted to, but you chose to leave.” Bradley looked out into the ocean, hoping Jake couldn’t see the way his lip quivered slightly or how he had to blink away the tears that were forming. “I know we’ve had our differences in the past, but I thought after the mission we moved past that. That month we spent together… I thought it meant something.”

“It did. It meant more than any relationship I’ve ever had. But that’s the problem.” Jake turned away from the railing as he ran his hand through his hair and walked over to the window. Staring at the people inside the bar, he said, “I’ve never been a ‘relationship’ kind of guy. I’m a ‘let’s have fun for a week-or-so’ kind of guy. And being with you…. It was the first time I could see myself thinking beyond that and it scared me. So when I got the opportunity to transfer, I took it and I’m sorry for that.”

Bradley let the silence between them linger for a moment before he whispered, “Did you think about me? About us?”

Jake sighed and Bradley heard his head thump against the window of the Hard Deck. “I tried not to. I thought if I could just put my head down and focus on my next mission, those feelings I had for you would go away. And it worked for a while.”

“And that’s why you stopped answering my calls and texts,” Bradley scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. “I should have known better than to trust you. But no. You said that we could make things work long distance. That what we had was still new but you wanted to keep exploring it. Then after a month, I barely heard from you and when I did, it was all about your latest mission or training exercises. You might have changed at first but the old Hangman came back and you cared more about your career and ego than anything else.” 

The two men stood in silence, their backs to one another. Whatever feelings they had last year were still there, rippling in the air around them. Bradley wanted Jake so much it hurt. But more than that, he needed Jake to want him back just as fiercely. He was no longer willing to settle for anything less. And it seemed as if Jake might have finally understood that.

Taking a deep breath, Jake said, “You’re right. This past year I’ve been trying to chase that high from last summer. To feel that rush and excitement and adrenaline I did when I was here. And it finally hit me last week. I’m not looking for the assignment or the danger that gave me that feeling. I’m looking for the person.” He chuckled dryly, “It’s not the plane. It’s the pilot, right? And I haven’t had the right pilot by my side for a year now. I need my wingman back….. I need you.”

Bradley’s heart skipped a beat, but it still wasn’t enough. Turning so his back was against the railing, he crossed his arms over his chest. “So what? You want me to leave my position at Top Gun and get transferred to your squadron just because all of a sudden you had this great epiphany? Even if I agree to try things with you again– which I haven’t –I’m not leaving all of my friends, family, and a job I love on the off chance you don’t sabotage us again.”

“I’m not asking you to.” Jake turned to face Bradley, but he couldn’t meet his eye. “The real reason I was late tonight is because I was talking to Cyclone. Starting next month, I’m gonna be a Top Gun instructor. Just like you.”

Bradley blinked several times in quick succession. “Wh-what?”

“I’m not asking you to leave everything behind for me. I’m asking you to let me come home to you and try again.” Jake’s eyes lifted slowly until he was staring into Bradley’s eyes. “I messed up but I want to fix it. I want to fix us. And I know it won’t be like it was before, but I’m just asking for a chance. Because I fucking love you, Bradley Bradshaw. And I’m tired of trying to convince myself I don’t.”

Bradley could only stare at Jake with his jaw practically on the floor. He had considered a hundred different ways this conversation would go once he saw Jake again, but Jake confessing he loved him had never once crossed his mind. Even before Jake had left, neither one of them had used the “L” word though Bradley had considered it once or twice. But for Jake to be the first one to say it…..

As Bradley tried to absorb everything Jake had told him, Jake continued to wait, chewing on his lip as his eyes darted across Bradley’s face trying to get some idea of what he was feeling. But when he couldn’t see an answer, his shoulders slumped and he hung his head. Nodding softly, he said, “Yeah, I thought it was a long shot. But I had to try. I’ll see you tomorrow at the wedding, Rooster.”

However, as he turned to leave, Bradley’s hand shot out and grabbed his. Jake’s eyes snapped up to Bradley’s face and the mustachioed man smiled. “I should hate you, you know. I should reject your offer and move on. But I can’t. Because I love you too, Jake.” 

Then he wrapped his arms around Jake’s waist and pulled him into a kiss.

It felt almost like that first time on Bradley’s bunk a year ago. The same desperation and heat fueled their motions. Jake’s hand wrapped around the back of Bradley’s neck and he pulled him even deeper into him while Bradley pushed Jake back against the wall of The Hard Deck. Everyone inside was probably staring at them through the window, but neither man gave a fuck at that moment. Right now, nothing existed besides the two of them.

Jake slipped his lips from Bradley’s and began trailing kisses across his jaw and down his throat. When he began sucking on the side of his neck, Bradley moaned, “Oh god, I’ve missed you.”

Lifting his head, Jake said, “Well, I’m not going anywhere this time. I promise.” He began to lean forward again, but he looked at his watch as it made a soft buzz sound. A grin slowly spread across his face. “Midnight. Which means it’s now the anniversary of the mission. Do you remember what we did that night exactly one year ago?”

Bradley’s grin soon matched Jake’s. “I may not have a bunk handy but the backseat of my Bronco is about the same size.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Jake slid his hand into Bradley’s and began pulling him towards the parking lot. “I want to make this another night you’ll never forget.”

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[cjsarchive]

can u write some moee sam fluff please?

Yep! Hope you enjoy!

Moonlight-Sam x Mika

Sam walked through the front door of the mansion, his shoulders slumped over as he sighed. He had been called in suddenly for urgent matters at work and didn't get home till late. All he wanted at the moment was to lay down and cuddle up with Mika. Just the thought of it put an extra pep in his step as he made his way up to the bedroom. He opened the door, expecting to find Mika there waiting for him, but was taken aback when she wasn’t. “Mika?” He called out. He still sensed her presence at the mansion. He quickly sped through every room in the house searching for her. “Where the hell is she?” Then it hit him, backyard.

In a flash, he was out in the backyard finding Mika laying on a blanket in the grass. Sam let out a small sigh of relief, “There you are, doofus. Fuck, you had me searching the whole mansion for ya.” Mika looked up towards him and a smile quickly grew on her face.

“Finally, you’re back!” she patted the space next to her on the blanket. Sam grinned and went over to lay with Mika on the blanket. He immediately scooped her up into his arms, catching Mika off guard, “Woah! Sam?”

Sam buried his face into her shoulder, taking in her scent. He sighed, contently, “I missed you, doofus,” he left a couple kisses on her shoulder.

Mika giggled and cuddled against him, “I missed you too, Sam.”

Sam felt his muscles and mind relax as he held onto her, “What are you doing out here anyway?”

“I was stargazing. And waiting for you, of course,” Mika kissed Sam’s cheek, making him blush. The glow of the moonlight made his features shine. His green eyes, his messy brown hair, his smile. Eveything about him was amazing. Mika couldn’t resist leaning in and giving him a loving kiss on the lips. Sam didn’t hesitate for a moment to kiss her back. It's crazy how comfortable and relaxed Mika felt even as her heart was racing. Sam always had that effect on her, and she loved every bit of it.

They stayed stargazing for a while, snuggling into each other to keep warm. Mika would point out constellations she would see. Sam didn’t have a clue what she was talking about, but it didn’t matter. Seeing her smile light up in the moonlight was more than enough to make it an enjoyable experience. Sam had his eyes glued to Mika as she stared up at the sky. “I think I see the big dipper!” She exclaimed. She sighed softly, “I need to stargaze more often. It’s so beautiful.” Mika smiled at the glimmering sky.

“Yeah, it is.” Sam was gazing at Mika. Her beautiful smile, the way her eyes light up looking at the stars in the sky. He felt like he was in a dream. She looked unreal. Sometimes, Sam still couldn’t believe this is his life. He never thought he’d fall in love with someone, let alone so fast. Mika felt like home to him. Sam reached over and gently moved a strand of hair out of Mika’s face. She looked to face him and his breath hitched, like he was seeing her again for the first time.

“I love you, Sam,” Mika spoke softly, “I love you so much.”

He smiled and kissed her on the forehead, “I love you too. I can’t believe you’re mine.” Mika fully curled into Sam, resting against him. Her focus wasn’t on the stars anymore, all that occupied her thoughts right now was Sam. They laid comfortably in the glow of the night, they knew they had to go back inside eventually, but in the moment, the two of them together in each other’s arms was all that mattered.

[blood-bound]

im high as hell so its time to make up random facts for my problematic bisexual representation vtm oc emerson

ok for context what is established is that he was a handsome talented actor who got embraced by a brujah but quickly got a ventrue/toreador powercouple to sponsor all his crazy shit (one is his mawl i hvent decided who yet)

oh yeha this is essential: he was a facmous actor in cowboy tv shows . and he. well he . uhm. acts like a cowboy.

-fake texan accent that rarely goes away except in very particular situations

-shines his teeth in the mornings

-misses champagne and canviar more than the sun (joking but yeah)

-one of his touchstones is clint eastwood. he once risked the masquerade to get something of his that was autographed

-the other touchstone is now an old woman. she was the only woman he ever really loved.

-if he had realized he was bi when alive, he would have left home with that boy that made him feel more than anything else, but he rejected him out of unrealized fear. he would never have been embraced. things would have been different. sometimes, he wonders what that life would have been like

-he is a Siren :3c

-he says "Woah There!" *dazzling smile CHNG sound*

-he likes wearing comfy socks

-his uh, oh. i just found out his dad was a really bad person who beat him. jesus. emerson is opening up now to me.

-his mom outlived his father. before she died, he had last seen her 8 months ago. it was supposed to have been just a few weeks ago... but he chose to finish filming and put off the visit.

-had a sister he hardly cared about that died like, a few decades ago

-struggled with alcoholism when alive

-has more than 5 cowboy hats. yes he wears a cowboy hat almost always.

-once had a horse named nessie

-he beat nessie to death one day in frenzy

[a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all]

Another Year, Another Chance

Fandom: Top Gun, Top Gun: Maverick, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Hangster

Summary: One year ago, Bradley took a chance on a new relationship but it quickly fell apart. Now, he is about to come face-to-face with Jake for the first time since he left and he has some questions that need to be answered.

Word Count: 2786

TW: Love Confession, Angst, Fluff, Kissing

Note: This was written as part of @tgm-all4one's "It's not the plane. It's the pilot." challenge as a celebration of the one-year anniversary of the release of Top Gun: Maverick. Thank you to @green-socks and @loverhymeswith for looking this over for me! I love you guys! 💕

It seemed unreal that exactly one year ago the Dagger Squad had gathered for the first time. Standing in The Hard Deck gathered around the pool table, no one could have predicted the friendships they would form or the dangers they would face over the next several weeks. Or that they would all be back in that same spot one year later.

Bradley smiled as he watched more and more people trickle into the bar. He was one of the few guests there who recognized practically every face whether they were those from Mav’s original Top Gun class like Slider, Wolfman, or Hollywood, those from his own Dagger Squad like Bob, Phoenix, or Coyote, or those from command like Cyclone, Warlock, and Hondo. Then of course there were Penny’s friends and family, but he had gotten to know most of them over this past year as well.

Mav and Penny were currently standing near the entrance to the bar as they greeted those arriving. As Mav wrapped his arm around Penny’s waist and kissed her head, he caught Bradley’s eye across the room. His godfather gave him a loving smile before turning back to his guests. It was still crazy to think that one year ago, the two men had just reunited after over a decade of barely speaking to one another. And yet here they were, working alongside each other every day and now Bradley was going to be the best man in Maverick’s wedding tomorrow. He just wished they could have settled their differences before they lost Ice. It would have meant so much to the Admiral to see them this close again. 

He was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t notice as Phoenix walked over to where he was standing and leaned on the wall next to him. Raising her beer to her lips, she muttered, “Have you seen him yet?”

Instantly, his pleasant mood soured. Taking a long drag from his drink, he responded curtly, “Nope.”

He hoped that would put an end to the conversation, but he should have known better. “He’s gonna show up.” Phoenix nudged his shoulder. “If not for you, then for the extensive list of VIPs that are here. Do you really think he’d pass up the opportunity to rub elbows with all of these high-ranking officers?” 

“Yeah, well, if that’s the only reason he’s showing up, then he can just fuck off,” he muttered under his breath. 

“Roo…”

“No!” He pushed himself off the wall and turned to face her. “This is his last chance, Nat. I’m done pretending I’m okay waiting for him to grow up and make up his mind. If he shows up, fine, I’ll hear what he has to say. But if he doesn’t, it’s over.”

“Woah! Someone’s got their panties in a twist!”

Bradley whirled around to see Jake strolling up with that infuriating smug smirk of his and a bouquet of multicolored flowers in his hand. His hair was shorter than the last time Bradley had seen him and he was wearing a tank top that clung to his chest, low-rising board shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. He was seriously underdressed for the evening, but damn, Bradley had to admit he looked good. Not that he was going to tell him that.

Rolling her eyes, Phoenix scoffed. “Really? The invitation said semi-formal, not semi-effort. What are you wearing?”

Jake glared at her. “Oh, bite me, Phoenix. My flight got delayed and I came straight from the airport so I didn’t have time to change. Besides, this is just a rehearsal dinner, not the actual ceremony. And Bradshaw’s in one of those ridiculous Hawaiian shirts. That can’t be up to the dress code.”

Bradley folded his arms across his chest and snapped, “You always have to have an excuse for everything, don’t you, Hangman?”

Jake opened his mouth to speak, but Phoenix cut him off. “Despite the poor choice of wardrobe, we’re glad you could make it. Who are the flowers for?”

His eyes flashed to Bradley, but then Jake refocused on Phoenix. “The bride, but I snuck in the back so I didn’t get a chance to give them to her yet.”

“Then you better hurry. They should be serving food any minute and I doubt Penny will have time to talk to you then.” Bradley grabbed Phoenix’s arm and began to lead her over toward the other side of the bar. “We’ll see you around.”

As they walked away, Bradley could feel the weight of Jake’s eyes on his back but he tried to ignore it and keep walking. When they reached the jukebox, Phoenix shrugged, “Well…. At least he showed up.”

He had. But Bradley still needed to find out why Jake was really here. Was it just for the wedding, or could it be he was here for something– someone –else too…..

After everyone had finished dinner and given their speeches, Bradley slipped out onto the deck. The cool ocean breeze felt refreshing against his skin and helped soothe the chaos currently swirling around in his head. 

He had been so preoccupied with best man duties for the last few hours, he barely had time to glance in Jake’s direction. However, that didn't stop the man from being a constant presence in his mind.  But then again, Jake had barely left his thoughts since the night after the Uranium mission……

Bradley had turned in early, exhausted from the harrowing events of the day. But just as he was on the edge of sleep, the door to his cabin opened and someone walked in. Bradley hadn’t reacted since he assumed it was Hangman heading to bed and he waited for the sounds of the other pilot climbing into the bunk above him. However, they never came. 

Concerned, Bradley groggily rolled over and he found Hangman crouched on the floor across from his bed staring at him. But before Bradley could ask him if he was alright, Hangman surged forward and slammed his lips against his. Completely taken by surprise and still half asleep, Bradley fell backward onto the mattress and Jake followed him, climbing onto the bed to straddle him. His kiss only intensified as his hands slid up to tangle in Bradley’s curls. It was only then that Bradley fully grasped what was going on and he made a decision. 

He kissed Hangman back.

The thought to do so had crossed his mind more than once these last few weeks, but Bradley had always brushed the idea to the side. After all, the two of them hated each other…. right? However, with his tongue down his throat, Bradley realized what he had felt was far from hate. He had just been too scared to admit it to himself. But now there was nothing holding him back. 

He slid his hands under Hangman’s t-shirt, his fingers dancing across the hard lines of his stomach and up to his chest where they swirled through his chest hair. Hangman finally broke off the kiss so Bradley could slip his shirt over his head, and Bradley took the opportunity to ask, “Why now? What changed?”

“You almost fucking died, Roo,” Jake grunted as he wrestled Bradley’s own shirt off of him. Panting slightly, he continued, “I thought I’d lost you. That I didn’t make it there in time. So, I need to feel you. To show myself you’re really still here. That I didn’t miss my chance for this.” And he pressed his lips against Bradley’s once more.

That night had been the first of what started out as a rather solid relationship. Jake seemed different after what happened and, as the weeks passed, Bradley started to let his guard down and truly open himself up to Jake. He should have known better.

“Can I join you?” 

As if summoned by his thoughts of the past, Jake hovered in the doorway behind Bradley waiting for permission to come onto the deck. Part of Bradley wanted to tell Jake to fuck off and leave him alone, but another part longed for him to wrap his arms around him and kiss him like he did that first night in his bunk. Back when everything was new and uncomplicated. 

Bradley nodded and Jake slipped out to stand beside him. 

“I saved one for you.” Jake leaned on the railing next to him and held out a single flower. It was the same shade of yellow as the paint on each of their helmets. “They were… they were actually all for you but I chickened out and said they were for Penny instead.”

“Yeah, well, I never really cared much about flowers,” Bradley muttered, but he took it anyway.

Jake smiled at that. “I’ll keep that in mind.” The two of them stood in silence for a while as they gazed out to the ocean, the only sounds the murmur of the crowd inside and the lapping of the waves on the shore. But finally, Jake spoke up. “I wasn’t sure if you’d even want to see me.”

“I went back and forth about it. At one point, I almost went to Mav to beg him to uninvite you.”

“What changed your mind?”

“I had questions I needed answered and I wanted to see if you’d actually show up or just bail like you usually do.”

Jake flinched but nodded. “Yeah, I guess that’s fair. But I told you last year after the mission, I’ve changed. I’m not that guy anymore.”

Bradley snorted. “Yeah, that’s what you said….. Right before you left me for a new adventure.”

“It’s called a deployment. It’s not like I just left for the fun of it.”

“You had a position here, with me, with our friends. You could have stayed if you wanted to, but you chose to leave.” Bradley looked out into the ocean, hoping Jake couldn’t see the way his lip quivered slightly or how he had to blink away the tears that were forming. “I know we’ve had our differences in the past, but I thought after the mission we moved past that. That month we spent together… I thought it meant something.”

“It did. It meant more than any relationship I’ve ever had. But that’s the problem.” Jake turned away from the railing as he ran his hand through his hair and walked over to the window. Staring at the people inside the bar, he said, “I’ve never been a ‘relationship’ kind of guy. I’m a ‘let’s have fun for a week-or-so’ kind of guy. And being with you…. It was the first time I could see myself thinking beyond that and it scared me. So when I got the opportunity to transfer, I took it and I’m sorry for that.”

Bradley let the silence between them linger for a moment before he whispered, “Did you think about me? About us?”

Jake sighed and Bradley heard his head thump against the window of the Hard Deck. “I tried not to. I thought if I could just put my head down and focus on my next mission, those feelings I had for you would go away. And it worked for a while.”

“And that’s why you stopped answering my calls and texts,” Bradley scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. “I should have known better than to trust you. But no. You said that we could make things work long distance. That what we had was still new but you wanted to keep exploring it. Then after a month, I barely heard from you and when I did, it was all about your latest mission or training exercises. You might have changed at first but the old Hangman came back and you cared more about your career and ego than anything else.” 

The two men stood in silence, their backs to one another. Whatever feelings they had last year were still there, rippling in the air around them. Bradley wanted Jake so much it hurt. But more than that, he needed Jake to want him back just as fiercely. He was no longer willing to settle for anything less. And it seemed as if Jake might have finally understood that.

Taking a deep breath, Jake said, “You’re right. This past year I’ve been trying to chase that high from last summer. To feel that rush and excitement and adrenaline I did when I was here. And it finally hit me last week. I’m not looking for the assignment or the danger that gave me that feeling. I’m looking for the person.” He chuckled dryly, “It’s not the plane. It’s the pilot, right? And I haven’t had the right pilot by my side for a year now. I need my wingman back….. I need you.”

Bradley’s heart skipped a beat, but it still wasn’t enough. Turning so his back was against the railing, he crossed his arms over his chest. “So what? You want me to leave my position at Top Gun and get transferred to your squadron just because all of a sudden you had this great epiphany? Even if I agree to try things with you again– which I haven’t –I’m not leaving all of my friends, family, and a job I love on the off chance you don’t sabotage us again.”

“I’m not asking you to.” Jake turned to face Bradley, but he couldn’t meet his eye. “The real reason I was late tonight is because I was talking to Cyclone. Starting next month, I’m gonna be a Top Gun instructor. Just like you.”

Bradley blinked several times in quick succession. “Wh-what?”

“I’m not asking you to leave everything behind for me. I’m asking you to let me come home to you and try again.” Jake’s eyes lifted slowly until he was staring into Bradley’s eyes. “I messed up but I want to fix it. I want to fix us. And I know it won’t be like it was before, but I’m just asking for a chance. Because I fucking love you, Bradley Bradshaw. And I’m tired of trying to convince myself I don’t.”

Bradley could only stare at Jake with his jaw practically on the floor. He had considered a hundred different ways this conversation would go once he saw Jake again, but Jake confessing he loved him had never once crossed his mind. Even before Jake had left, neither one of them had used the “L” word though Bradley had considered it once or twice. But for Jake to be the first one to say it…..

As Bradley tried to absorb everything Jake had told him, Jake continued to wait, chewing on his lip as his eyes darted across Bradley’s face trying to get some idea of what he was feeling. But when he couldn’t see an answer, his shoulders slumped and he hung his head. Nodding softly, he said, “Yeah, I thought it was a long shot. But I had to try. I’ll see you tomorrow at the wedding, Rooster.”

However, as he turned to leave, Bradley’s hand shot out and grabbed his. Jake’s eyes snapped up to Bradley’s face and the mustachioed man smiled. “I should hate you, you know. I should reject your offer and move on. But I can’t. Because I love you too, Jake.” 

Then he wrapped his arms around Jake’s waist and pulled him into a kiss.

It felt almost like that first time on Bradley’s bunk a year ago. The same desperation and heat fueled their motions. Jake’s hand wrapped around the back of Bradley’s neck and he pulled him even deeper into him while Bradley pushed Jake back against the wall of The Hard Deck. Everyone inside was probably staring at them through the window, but neither man gave a fuck at that moment. Right now, nothing existed besides the two of them.

Jake slipped his lips from Bradley’s and began trailing kisses across his jaw and down his throat. When he began sucking on the side of his neck, Bradley moaned, “Oh god, I’ve missed you.”

Lifting his head, Jake said, “Well, I’m not going anywhere this time. I promise.” He began to lean forward again, but he looked at his watch as it made a soft buzz sound. A grin slowly spread across his face. “Midnight. Which means it’s now the anniversary of the mission. Do you remember what we did that night exactly one year ago?”

Bradley’s grin soon matched Jake’s. “I may not have a bunk handy but the backseat of my Bronco is about the same size.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Jake slid his hand into Bradley’s and began pulling him towards the parking lot. “I want to make this another night you’ll never forget.”

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