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sheluvv-gambino · 1 year

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“Huh, you sound British.”

pairings : e-42 miles morales x black fem!reader

summary : Being a new student is already hard, just imagine being British in high school within Brooklyn.

warnings : I put a slash between the difference of American and British words so no one is confused since I’m not actually American myself.

part 2

Switching from an English secondary school to an American high school was not something that you could say you were actually excited for.

But yet here you are sitting in your mothers car listening to ‘Bonfire’ by Childish Gambino, trying not stress over being in a totally new environment.

“Okay, we’ve arrived.” Your mum/mom said rubbing the back of your shoulder.

“I’m gonna go now, I love you.” You sigh.

“I love you too but get your arse out this car so your not late please!”

You laugh whilst unbuckling your seatbelt and getting out of the car walking towards the entrance.

Once you enter your immediately overwhelmed with the amount of loud new accents filtering the air. I mean sure you had been in New York for a few days before being introduced to the school but that doesn’t mean you were used to the variety of accents.

Making your way towards the principals office you ended up lost and having to scout the help of one your new peers.

Looking to your left you spot a fairly handsome guy with two cainrows/cornrows going down his neck, sharp jaw, and very plumed lips.

Damn, guess NYC ain’t that bad after all.

Tapping his shoulder you timidly ask “Sorry to disturb you but do you think your could show me to the principals office.”

He looked you up and down for a good thirty seconds before his focus finally set on your face.

“Huh, you sound British.”

“I mean I am from London.” You deadpan.

“Sure I’ll take you, c’mon.”

He takes off swiftly leaving you trailing behind him.

Once you finally reach the principals office

he stops and looks you dead in the eye tilting his head which ultimately makes you cast your gaze down to the floor.

“I’m Miles but I never caught your name.”

You look up and end up locking eyes.

“I’m Y/N” You smile downward.

“We’ll Y/N ion know much about British people but I hope we can get to know each other a bit more…”

And with that he walked away leaving you at the door of the principal.

Now all you have to is KNOCK.

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Getting halfway through the day was particularly easy except from the bombardment of questions from people you don’t even know.

Asking things about Britain like you were the Queen (R.I.P Queen Lizzy) It was like they had never heard of Google before.

Fortunately a group of girls adopted you into their circle and you were currently sitting with them at lunch.

“So how’s your day been except y’know all the weird questions?” One girl asks with a chuckle.

“We’ll it’s been a bit annoying relearning the stuff I’ve already done which by the way don’t you think it’s a bit weird that you guys do algebra for like a whole year. In England once we finish a topic we move onto the next.” You ramble with a sigh.

“Eh I mean I guess but it’s not anything new for us. Anyways since being here, have you caught your eye on anyone yet?” Another girl answers and questions.

“We’ll there was this one guy but I haven’t spotted him again since he dropped me off at the Principal’s.”

Some girls squeal in excitement at a new potential crush to gossip about.

“He was quite fit actually and he had these two braids going down. He gave a really good conversation on the way their actually.” You finish off going back to your food nonchalantly.

There must be a shift in the air because the table of girls stopped talking until someone pipes up.

“Your not talking ‘bout Miles Morales are you?!” She squeaks with widened eyes.

“We’ll yeah he said his name was Miles but he didn’t give his surname/lastname.”You start to nod.

“No way! Girls have been trying to get with him ever since we got to the school but he’s always cold and quiet around people who aren’t his friends. Girl you are so lucky.” She blurts out.

“We’ll I’m sure he was just being nice, I mean I am new.” You defend.

And with that Miles Morales walks past your table trailing behind his friends he gives a smirk and waves towards you.

Yeah, I guess you are lucky…very lucky!

#across the spiderverse #earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles g morales #prowler miles #spiderverse

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yourdarlingness · 1 year

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✦ Our Life: Beginning & Always ~ themed　NPT

╰　DAY 5 of @rumblepumm ' s event !

NAMES ︙　cove . seashell . shoal . shoaliette . sholiene . ocean . oceanide . lake . river . riverine . aqua . aqua(mu)rette . aquamarine . coralle . coralette . creek . everett . evelyn . eve . teary . tearie . tweary . tearfall(e) . teardrop . poppy . popp(i)ette . poppeine . lee . lily . leslie / lesley . lynn . francine . jackie . ari . aria . arielle . claire . elizabeth . liz / lizzy / lizzie . lizette . elyssa . elysia . reagan . noe . lain . macy . baxter . bax . baxley . barley . oakley . alexander . oliver . ollie . spade . mono . vince . victor . vincent . vinny . chester . derek . darren . dylan . daryl . darcy . darlene . devon . jaime . jamie . james . jay . taylor . harper . ash(e) . paula . pamela . pauline . miranda . randy . marissa . margot . sage . faith . melissa . terry . alex . robin . radley . marshall . max . chase . jeremy . archie . jayden . jonathan . misery . miserine . miser(i)ette . kyra . kyla . kylie . kyrelle . kier . sydney . chantel(le) . eleanor . shiloh . scout . asher . willow . adam . scott . jude . jade

PRNS ︙　sea . wa / wave . sea / shell / seashell . sea / foam / seafoam . sea / bun / seabun . wae / water / waterfall . pud / puddle . su / surf . ae / aqua . tea / tear(y) . shy . cry . fi / fish . swi / swim . co / cor / coral . pop / poppy . li / lily . da / dance . ste / steps . rhy / rhythm . mo(e) / mono . wa / waltz . fe / fetch . fri / friends . mie / mis / misery . si / silly . lo / love . ado / adore . he(a) / heart . 💧 . 🌊 . 🐚 . 🦈 . 🦑 . 🦞 . ⛴️ . 🚢 . ⛵ . 🎹 . ♠️ . ♣️ . 🖤 . 🎧 . 🎵 . 🎶 . 🎼 . ⚽ . 🏈

TITLES ︙　the alluring mermaid/merman/merperson . the heart of the sea . the [x] / prn who was washed ashore . prns graceful/tidal wave . prn whose soul is pure . the [x] with a peaceful life . prn who surfs . the lady / maiden / [x] of the deep sea . the one who sets sail . the [x] in the sea of stars . prns aquatic adventure . the [x] in coral reefs . prn who swims with fishes/sharks/etc (any aquatic animals) . the [x] of the blue waves . the seashell collector . the master of waltz . the born dancer / prn who is a born dancer . the ballroom dancer . the divine dancer . the charming dancer . the Victorian-era emo man . the one of all smiles . prn who is monochromatic . prn who moves flawlessly . the dancer of arts . the one with conflicting feelings . the [x] whose story begins . prns prologue . prns beginnings . prns start of dreams . prns opening acts/chapter . the [x]'s new beginnings . prns new chapter . prns divine plot twist

[x] — any nouns　;　examples below

the angel who was washed ashore

the ghost whose story begins

the boy of the blue waves

sorry that its long :3

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demonicwriterwannabe · 1 month

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My Favorite Characters as John Mulaney Quotes (Murder Drones Edition!)

WARNING! SPOILERS AHEAD! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

V (at the beginning of ep. 8): You ever seen a ghost?

Uzi: I have had a very long day. I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress I an under.

N: Girl Scout cookies are delicious! They come in Thin Mint and Samoa and also other flavors. How come I have to know a child in a beret to order them? Just sell me the cookies. I have American money. Just put them in a store and I’ll buy them.

Glitch (after someone says something concerning): We don't have time to unpack all that!

Khan (after reuniting with Nori): Now I get to say, ‘my wife’ which is very exciting. It has a lot of power to it. It’s fun to say ‘my wife’.

Lizzy: You can’t always see both sides of the story. Eventually, you have to pick a side and stick with it. No more equivocating. You have to commit.

The Teacher: If you are a school student, your opinion does not matter.

#murder drones ep 8 #murder drones #md n #v #murder drones v #murder drones lizzy #khan doorman #uzi doorman #nuzi #incorrect quotes #murder drones incorrect quotes #john mulaney quotes #glitch productions #major spoilers #spoiler alert

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wintrii-shadows · 1 month

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Murder Drones Week Day 2 - Human AU

So basically the idea I had is that Nolan (N), Valeria (V), and Jeanine (J) are similar to assassins in a way? They were sent to the school (colony) by Tessa to find out which kids had the Solver, which in this AU is a sort of dangerous mutation, and send them to Tessa to be cured. If they're too far gone, however, they will have to be killed.

So not kill everyone, but kill... some certain people! Also Tessa basically adopted all of them (but their family structure isn't really familial) and is very much alive They each were sent to scout different groups of kids for Solver kids, so Valeria got the popular kids, Jeanine got the 'smart' kids, and Nolan got the outcasts (I guess? or just misc idk) Sidenote idk how much I like Valeria's last name but it's what I thought of so idk

For Cyn I was thinking that she could've had the Solver, and Tessa tried curing it but couldn't get the right cure before it was too late for Cyn, who then escaped. So no one knows where Cyn is at all, which is fun and totally not concerning

(Edit now I wish I gave Uzi frecklesss augh too late though Chromebook’s dead)

Below the cut is a lil bit of the story because I like this idea and wanted to write a bit :3 Wouldve wrote more but I think it’s a good start

I sat down, putting my bag on my chair. I laid my head down, waiting for announcements and attendance, watching out to the hall. Instead of only seeing the various groups of students pass by and that one group form a circle in the corner like usual, three kids I'd never seen before came into class, one of which went to the teacher about presumably seating.

After getting an answer that was likely just "no seating chart", they talked for a moment, looking around. They all went to a different place to sit, which was somewhat unexpected, one of which coming to sit next to me, while the other two went elsewhere. One headed off to where she seemed to fit in perfectly with Lizzy’s friend group, while the other sat in the back on the other side alone. He sat, leaving his bag next to the chair instead of on it, and greeted me.

"Hello! I'm Nolan, what's your name?"

"Uhh, Uzi. Hi?" Nolan had brown chin-length hair, a dark long coat, and a hat of similar color. His eyes seemed somewhat off, as they were yellow, but I chalked it up to a strange choice of contacts.

"Me and my friends are new here, would you be able to show me around? I don't know where my classes are."

"Sure, what's your schedule?" Nolan fished around in his bag, and handed me a paper with his classes. I scanned the list, noting a good portion of classes in common with mine. "We actually have a good amount of classes in common, I can show you to the next one at least," I said, handing him his schedule back.

"Thanks, Uzi!" The ding-dong-dong of a nonexistant bell rang through the room, signaling the announcements to start over the PA system.

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mcyt-enthusiast · 2 years

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MCYT incorrect quotes my beloved:

Tango: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!

Tango: I'M GOING TO K-

Zedaph: I did?

Tango: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today Zedaph.

*walking away*

Zedaph:

Zedaph: He's gone Impulse.

Impulse, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his mouth: Twankh uh!

Jimmy: I can do anything I put my mind to. I once figured out Joey's phone number just by choosing random numbers.

Lizzie: Joel likes to win. When he was 8, a little Club Scout friend of his bragged that they could sell the most cookies.

Lizzie: Damned if Joel didn't walk the neighborhood till he got blisters on his feet, and won by 10 boxes.

Lizzie: Best part is, Joel wasn't even a Club Scout.

BDubs: What's the straightest thing you've ever done?

Etho: *sighs*

Etho: I killed a man.

Doc: You either buckle down and do your work or you'll end up at McDonalds.

BDubs: We're going to McDonalds if I don't do my work?

Doc: NO-

Doc: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?

Grian: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Scar, deer!"

Doc: ...And what did Scar do?

Grian: ...He said "Yes, Honey?"

Scott: I don't want to fight you!

Jimmy: I wouldn't want you to fight me either!

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Scar: Oh no, that's terrible!

Grian: Did they win?

Shelby: So, are you two friends?

Joey: Yes.

Katherine: No.

Jimmy: I'm in love with you.

Scott: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

Jimmy: I know.

Scott: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Oli: Can I offer you a nice stick in this trying time?

Shelby: Ooh, somebody has a crush

Jimmy: Pfft, I don't have a crush on Scott I just think he's cool, it's not like I stay up at night thinking about him.

*Later that night*

Jimmy, very much awake: Uh oh.

Jimmy: Where is Tango?

Etho: I'll do you one better, who is Tango??

Scott: Here's a better question, why is Tango?

Xisuma: Y'know, maybe things aren't so bad. I'm here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts.

Grian: Hey, Xisuma.

Xisuma: GODDAMNIT!

Mumbo: Did it hurt when you fell-

Grian: From heaven? Wow, I didn't think you were such a flirt-

Mumbo: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Grian: ...

Mumbo: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

Tango: What's your biggest fear?

Mumbo: That I'll never be good enough for anyone.

Scar: Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back.

Grian: Zombies.

Mumbo: ...

Scar: ...

Grian: BUT they can open doors.

BDubs, rushing into the room: It's terrible, just terrible! I am so upset!

Impulse: BDubs, honey, sit down! Sweetheart, tell us all about it. Etho, would you get BDubs some water?

Etho: What is he gonna do with water? Has water ever made you feel better when you were upset? Have you ever heard anyone say, "Thank God, the water's here!"?

Tango: Jimmy likes to say 'you can be part of the problem or part of the solution,' but I happen to believe you can be both.

Ren: Where are you going?

Etho: Hell, eventually.

Lizzie: *Talking to Joel* Oh, hi. I didn't see you there. Welcome to my abode. I'm glad you could join me.

FWhip: But this is my abode.

Lizzie: ...

Lizzie: Welcome to my abode, I'm so happy to have you, guest.

Impulse: I think we can all agree I'm the ten amongst these threes.

Jimmy, very tired: Can I sleep in your bed?

Scott: *half asleep* Jimmy, this is a queen-sized bed. That means it's for *gestures vaguely to himself* queens.

BigB: Hey Cleo, can you give me the opposite of these words?

BigB: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.

Cleo: Never, Going, To, Give, You-

Cleo: The satisfaction.

Martyn: The next time I open up to someone, it'll be my autopsy.

Martyn: Hey, do you know the password to Cleo's computer?

Scott: Screw you, Martyn.

Martyn: Hey!!

Scott: No, you misunderstood, the password is "screwyouMartyn".

Martyn: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.

Pearl: Real life should have a search function, or something.

Pearl: I need my socks.

FWhip: So you like cats?

Sausage: Yeah.

FWhip: *tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

FWhip: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.

Scott: My life is a little too much fall and not enough boy.

Jimmy: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.

Oli: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.

Doc, about Etho: He's speaking some kind of French.

Ren: Let me handle it. I speak Spanish. It's the same thing.

Impulse: You call yourself my soulmate, but where were you when my meme only had four likes?

Tango: Making four accounts.

Impulse, tearing up: Really...?

Jimmy: *yawns*

Scott: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Jimmy: Then you must be exhuasted.

Joey: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

Scar, to Mumbo: If BDubs doesn't say "I'm King of the world" within an hour on that boat, I will give you my next pay check.

BDubs, within 5 minutes of getting on the boat: I'M KING OF THE WORLD!!!

Lizzie: Joel annoyed me today so I told him that I can't wait to see what he has planned for our special day tomorrow.

Gem: There is nothing special about tomorrow.

Lizzie: But there is something special about watching the color leave his face as panic takes over.

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idoart · 1 year

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So let's get this straight..

uzi is an actual fucking vampire

We got N in a boy scouts outfit

V is slightly better

Lizzy is same old same old

N X Uzi might be Canon

So many people died

There's some weird creature (again)

And we saw what's in the "noris kooky insane stuff" room...

I fucking loved it.

#murder drones #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #murder drones v #lizzy murder drones #murder drones episode 4 #n x uzi #vampire uzi #that was a lot

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medium-observation · 7 months

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MARCH RELEASE

Beetlejuice - First US National Tour

March 25, 2023 - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

Justin Collette (Beetlejuice), Isabella Esler (Lydia Deetz), Britney Coleman (Barbara Maitland), Will Burton (Adam Maitland), Jesse Sharp (Charles Deetz), Kate Marilley (Delia Deetz), Danielle Marie Gonzalez (Miss Argentina), Abe Goldfarb (Otho), Brian Vaughn (Maxie Dean), Lexie Dorsett Sharp (s/w Maxine Dean/Juno), Jackera Davis (Girl Scout)

Notes:

Absolutely beautiful recording from the right mezzanine. A really nice side angle that is uniquely really pretty. Nice wideshots and zooms. A head pops in at the bottom of the frame every once in a while. Overall one of my favorite videos of the tour!

NFT Date: September 1st, 2024

Screenshots: https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjAzpnc

Video is $20

Hadestown - First US National Tour

February 25, 2024 - Medium Observation

Video

Cast:

J Antonio Rodriguez (Orpheus), Amaya Braganza (Eurydice), Matthew Patrick Quinn (Hades), Lana Gordon (Persephone), Sevon Askew (u/s Hermes), Marla Louissant (Fate), Lizzie Markson (Fate), Hannah Schreer (Fate), Nick Cortazzo (s/w Worker), Jamal Lee Harris (Worker), Cate Hayman (Worker), Quiana Onrae'l Holmes (Worker), Daniel Tracht (Worker)

Notes:

Near perfect video of Sevon Hermes from the orchestra. Nice mix of wides and zooms. Sevon is a great hermes with a totally different take than Will Mann.

NFT Date: September 1st, 2024

Screenshots: https://flic.kr/s/aHBqjBg3QP

Video is $20

Videos can be purchased through me at

[email protected]

#mediumobservation #beetlejuice the musical #justin collette #hadestown #musical bootlegs

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lovesickgoose · 11 months

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yeah i can be specific. can you draw the scout from tf2 purchasing a brioche roll from the bakery section of morrisons but he has like, a honkin' pair of tits, and also he's a catboy with little bows on his ears. needless to say he's really struggling to push the shopping cart because of his previously mentioned honkin' tits. thank you lizzie i'm sure this won't be an issue to draw at all

Head in my hands

#tf2 #scout #pyro #scribbling #asks #yeah im tagging this #i had to make it now you have to see it

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ofstoriesandstardust · 1 year

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apple pie (b.r.b.)

a/n: this is for @gretagerwigsmuse who has put up with months of voice messages and screenshots and bursts of inspirations and always entertains every idea i ever have (also this is most definitely not a return to tumblr please don't be mistaken)

summary: Bradley and Sunshine take a road trip to Julian as they learn each more intimately.

flight risk masterlist

warnings: kylie wrote fluff who is she, swearing, a touch of angst, inspired by lizzy mcalpine's "apple pie"

word count: 3.7k

“Got a hot date you gotta run out here for?” Hangman asks, a teasing lilt to his voice.

He shuts his locker as he smiles, picking his bag up from the bench. “’Course I do, Bagman. My girl gets in tonight, remember?”

Hangman nods, coming to stand next him, a grin on his face. “How could anybody forget? It’s all you’ve talked about all week.”

He nudges Hangman before stepping over the bench. “Got to run and pick her up from the airport if we’re gonna get on the road at a decent hour.”

“Have a good weekend, Rooster.” Bob says, patting him on the shoulder as he heads towards the doors.

“Tell Sunshine I said hi!″ Fanboy calls after him.

“How do you always look so good, even at an airport?” You say with a sigh, coming to a stop next to Bradley and the Bronco.

His head whips towards you, a grin spreading across his face. “Sunshine.” He lets out in a rushed breath, arms already reaching out for you. You allow him to tug you into a tight embrace, arms wrapping around his broad figure as he tucks his face into the crook of your neck.

You lose track of how long you stand there, tucked into his embrace and relishing in the comfort it brings until a horn honks, reminding you of where you are.

“Missed you Sunshine.” He mutters, voice muffled. “So fucking much.”

You squeeze him before letting your arms drop. “Missed you too, B.”

He presses a soft kiss to your collarbone before pulling back, a shy smile on his face. “I love you Sunshine.”

Your smile grows. “I love you.” You say, standing up on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek. “You wanna get going?”

He nods, grabbing your suitcase. “Yeah, let’s get on the road, my love.”

In a rare moment of Southern California weather, it starts to rain as the two of you drive up the windy road towards the small town. Bradley’s hand is on your thigh as he drives, you watching the passing forestry.

“There’s a Girl Scout camp up here.”

You hum, pulling your eyes from the greenery to the brunette next to you “Yeah?”

He nods. “Yeah, there’s actually two. Think one is called like Camp Whispering Oaks and the other is Winaka or something? Not sure. I was a Boy Scout, so obviously I wouldn’t know.”

You laugh. “How could I ever forget that about you?”

He squeezes your thigh, as he grins. “I just remember ‘cause the area up here and around the camps was damaged pretty bad from some wildfires when I was a teenager.”

You sigh, looking back out the window. “Did you come out here a lot?”

He gives a half-shrug as you look out at the trees, covered in the mountain gloom. “Kind of. You can see the stars so clearly out here, so Mom and I would camp out here when I was little. I was always so mesmerized.”

“Must be nice to get away from all the hustle and bustle of a city life.”

He hums, turning on his blinker to turn despite the fact that there’s no one around. “Yeah, I wanted us to be able to get away from all of it. Away from work, from other people...” He trails off, like he’s suddenly doubting himself. “Not that I think you don’t like my friends, I just figured it be nice to-”

“-to have some alone time away from prying eyes?” You tease, picking up Bradley’s hand from your thigh, intertwining your fingers.

He squeezes your hand. “Something like that.” He’s silent for a moment as he glances down at the directions on his phone. “Okay, we should be getting close.”

He makes another turn down a long driveway, the gravel making the ride bumpy as the two of you drive up.

“Okay, this is it.” He says, bringing the car to a stop and cutting the ignition. You lean forward, seatbelt still on as you take in the small house. It’s a small, two-story building surrounded by forest. You can see a wood swing in the back and suspect there’s probably a really cute patio out back.

It feels rustic, it feels cute, it feels homey.

“Bradley, this is so darling.” You whisper.

He clicks the button on your seatbelt before pulling his door open. “Let’s go inside then, shall we?”

Bradley grabs your hand as you run up the driveway together, laughing freely. He unlocks the front door as you step in, taking in the small main floor. The kitchen isn’t all that big, but seems fully functional. The living room matches everything else in its rustic feel and the bedrooms are small but cozy. You’re pleased to see that there is in fact a deck that overlooks the wilderness. You could see yourself living in a place like this, far removed from the stresses and worries of daily life.

You’re sitting on the deck, looking out at everything around the cabin, when Bradley slips out after putting your bags in one of the bedrooms.

“Enjoying the view?”

You turn your head slightly, nodding. “Kind of reminds me of the camping trip we took in college.”

He sighs, sitting down behind you on the bench you’re perched on, one arm wrapping around your waist, the other resting on the edge of the deck wall. “But better this time right?”

You let out a breathy laugh, shaking your head. “Obviously. It’s way prettier up here and it’s just the two of us this time.” You say, leaning back against his chest. He hums, hand moving down to your thigh to rub circles into the skin.

“I’m glad you’re here with me, Sunshine.”

You smile, settling in.

“Nowhere else I’d rather be.”

To be fair, you’d tried to stay present and in the moment the rest of the evening with Bradley. He’d cooked for you, and played card games with you, and the two of you had been wrapped up together all night, but still the feelings remained.

The fear that you hadn’t been wanted on that camping trip at UVA, the embarrassment and hurt that had bubbled up after overhearing Bradley say she’s really just Tommy’s friend had lingered. It had lingered all these years. It stayed underneath the surface even as you tried to force it away.

"Can I admit something about the camping trip? The one we took at UVA?”

The words tumble out of your mouth before you can ever really help it.

Bradley hums, nuzzling his face closer into your neck. His mustache tickles your neck as he pulls you close, hands finding purchase on your hips. “Sure Sunshine.”

You hesitate, swallowing. “I heard you. That last night, you and Eli, when you were talking about me.”

“What’re you-” He begins to ask, probably recalling the memories tucked away of that trip but then he freezes, signaling to you that he remembers. “Sunshine.”

You shrug as he pulls his head up to look at you. “I just- I don’t know why I’m telling you that, I just-”

He shakes his head, rolling over in the bed and taking you with him. “Sunshine.” He says firmly, forcing you to meet his gaze from where you had previously been staring at his chest. “I- Fuck Sunshine.”

You swallow, looking away from him again. “I wasn’t supposed to hear that, I know.”

His hands slip underneath your shirt once more, thumbs rubbing small circles. The action soothes you, reassuring you that even though he might not have liked you then, he was with you now.

“Sunshine, I- I was being defensive. It was an asshole thing to say, and it wasn't even true to begin with.”

You shrug again. “You can admit that you didn’t like me back then. I was kind of annoying and I know the whole trip was kind of a set-up anyways.”

He sucks in a breath through his teeth. “Sunshine, you told me that we were all better because you knew me. But the truth was that we were all better for knowing you. You were such an amazing person and it... scared me. Scared me shitless.”

He moves one of his hands to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear as you shake your head. “How-”

He swallows, giving you a painful smile. “When Mom died, Maverick was all I had. Even before then, he was the closest thing I had to a Dad, and he was that for me in every sense of the word. To find out just a couple days before starting at UVA that he pulled my Naval Academy application, and with it all my dreams-” He takes a shuddering breath. “It felt like a betrayal in all the worst ways. It felt like a confirmation that I would never be able to follow my dreams, that I wasn’t good enough to get them in the first place.”

One of your hands reaches up to trace over a scar on his cheekbone. “Bradley.” You whisper, unsure of what to say to comfort him, knowing there was more he wanted to say.

In all the years you’d known Bradley, in all the time you’d spent with him, he very rarely spoke of the hurt Maverick had caused by pulling his papers. But you’d known. Even though you saw Bradley for who he was at his core, the kind and charismatic human being who’d do anything for his friends, you’d seen the person the anger and hurt had transformed him into being. You knew there were reasons he thrived with the kind of human being Eli was as a friend, why Bradley had the same friends for four years and never got any new ones.

Bradley hadn’t always been the being that enraptured people so wholly as he did now.

You knew that and you knew that the loss of his family had done that to him.

“I told you that who we were as kids weren’t people who would’ve built a long-lasting relationship. I told you I was too angry to trust anyone.” You nod, recalling the words from the night that everything had changed between the two of you. “However, what I didn’t tell you was that I was also too scared to trust anyone. Eli was ride-or-die for me, but even that friendship didn’t happen overnight. I never dated anyone at UVA, knowing I couldn’t throw a relationship into the midst of everything I was feeling. But even though you were everything I’d ever wanted, even back then, if you had come to me and told me how you felt- I don’t think I would’ve believed you. I don’t think I would’ve allowed myself to think I deserved someone as good as you.”

Your breath catches in your throat at the thought that Bradley Bradshaw, one of the best people you’d ever had the pleasure of knowing, would’ve thought he wasn’t good enough for you.

“I shouldn’t have said what I said that night to him. I got defensive, being confronted with the thought that you might feel like more than friends, knowing that I couldn't give you what you wanted. I was so busy trying to convince myself I didn’t feel the same way, I never allowed myself to see the love you were so freely trying to give me.”

You swallow, unsure of what to say to him, knowing how vulnerable he’s being with you.

“They all knew how I felt about you before I did. They wanted us to go after what each of us believed we didn’t deserve.” He sighs, intertwining your fingers. “And for better or worse, I’m glad we decided we deserved each other.”

“Me too.” You admit softly.

He nods, giving you a soft smile as he brings you back to his chest.

You can hear the car turn on the wet gravel as you pull up to the small shop, an orange glow lighting up the rain-streaked windows. “Here we are. Ready to brave the rain?”

Bradley rounds the car as you climb out, taking your hand. The two of you make a run for it across the parking lot, to little avail, getting pelted by the cold water as the two of you reach the front steps of the home that’s been converted into a shop. He holds the door open for you, the bell jingling. “After you, Mrs. Bradshaw.” He says, with a teasing smile, nudging you through the door. You have no time to process what he’s just said to you as an older woman comes from around the corner, beaming at the two of you.

“Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw, we are so glad the two of you could make your reservation despite the rain!”

You swallow, feeling your cheeks warm, as Bradley grins. “Of course, Mrs. Peters, we were just so excited.”

She waves him off. “Call me Donna, dear. The weather has meant our shop is a bit empty today, so you and your wife can have the best table in the house.” She shows the two of you to a cozy booth, near the fireplace, which is currently emitting a much welcome warmth from the bitter cold outside.

“Here’s our list of pastries. Please let me know when you’re ready and I’ll be happy to get you your tea.”

Bradley settles in the booth with his hand on your thigh, eyes flitting over the small list the woman had given him as you stare at him with wide eyes.

If your brain hadn’t been a live depiction of a loading screen, you would have appreciated the warmth of the small tea place Bradley had found, the way it felt homey and cozy and full of love. You would’ve appreciated the flowery smell, the soothing pitter patter of rain, the way the decor had clearly been so carefully picked and designed with love and passion at its core.

Unfortunately, you had other things on your mind.

“Bradley.” You hiss.

He doesn’t look up from the menu. “I hear their apple scones are good, apples picked fresh from a farm not too far from here. Apparently Donna’s daughter bakes the pies from the shop down the road, so they’ve got some here for- what?” Bradley asks, blinking. “Oh, Donna inferred when I made the reservation that we were married and well- she technically isn't wrong, so-” He cuts himself off, a nervous smile on his face. “What, hate being called Mrs. Bradshaw?”

“No.” You’re quick to correct him, shaking your head. It was definitely not the first time a stranger had mistaken you as Bradley’s wife, dating back to even early on in your agreement with him. “No, I don’t hate it at all. I’ve just never heard it come from you.”

Bradley blushes, turning away from you as he shrugs. “Dunno, just wanted to try it out.” He mutters.

“Bradley Bradshaw, are you blushing on me?” You ask, warmth spreading over your face as you scoot closer to him. “And here I thought you were such a charmer.”

“Pick your pastry, woman.” He says, but his voice wobbles. You press a quick kiss to his cheek, tucking yourself into his side.

“The apple pie is just fine.”

“Donna?”

The woman hums as she sets down another kettle of tea on the table. “Yes dear?”

“Do you think I could play the piano?”

She hums, brushing off her apron. “Absolutely. I certainly would love some live music.”

Bradley smiles before sliding out of the booth and walking over to the grand piano sitting in the corner. He plays a few keys before looking back to you. You laugh, standing up.

“Didn’t realize you wanted me to join you.”

He huffs, giving you a smile. “If I want to serenade my girl, I kinda need her here to do so.” You shake your head as you slide down on to the bench next to him.

“And what are you playing for me today my love?”

He hums, testing out a few more keys. “Just wait.”

The unmistakable keys of George Ezra begin in the room, as Bradley’s deep voice begins to sing along.

Well, goodness gracious, what a time

I found the sweetest human being alive

You glance at him as he plays, your heart fluttering as he plays the keys.

Maybe we already met once before

Another time, late night

Same kids in a different life

You’d told him once, how much you loved this song. How much you wanted to dance to the love of your life to this song, and it felt so sweet and full of love.

And he had learned it for you.

I’ll hold you and I’ll be home

And I’ll know I found the sweetest human being alive

A few moments of silence pass after he finishes before he chances a glance at you. “I found the sweetest human being alive.”

“I can’t believe you learned that song for me. And you’ve been holding out on me this whole time that you knew it.”

He smiles before pressing a kiss to your lips. “Was saving it for a special moment.”

Your phone dings next to you on the bench as Bradley hums, mindlessly playing a few keys. It’s from a number you don’t recognize, piquing your interest as you skim the message.

“Holy shit.” You mutter, pushing yourself off of Bradley’s side as you unlock your phone.

“What?” Bradley asks, glancing down at the device.

“Listen to this.”

Hey girl, it’s Madison. Bailey gave me your number. We’re all at Tommy’s and going through his basement. Found some pictures of you and Bradley from the disposable camera we took on the camping trip I forgot to pass along to you.

Here they are. If you want the hard copies, which I’m more than happy to send to you, would you let me know a good address to mail them to?

Miss you and hope you and Bradley are both doing well.

You read to him, glancing up at him.

“Pull the pictures up, I wanna see.”

You do, clicking on the icon. You swipe through, wondering how you had never seen these before.

You pause, looking at one from the second night the two of you had been there. Madison had dug out a copy of Monopoly from one of the cabinets, and while your friends took it as an opportunity to turn it into a drinking game, you and Bradley had taken it seriously, getting a wee bit too competitive for your inebriated friends.

And there’s nothing special about the photo except for the way you and Bradley are looking at each other, like nothing else in the world mattered except each other. At that moment, nothing probably did.

“Even then...” He whispers from behind you. “They always said that even then, I looked at you like you were my whole world. I’ve never really believed it until now but...” He trails off.

“Even then.” You whisper. “Even then, we were everything to each other.”

“Guess so, Sunshine.” He murmurs.

He presses a quick kiss to your cheek, before squeezing your thigh once, and resuming his mindless playing from before. You sigh, locking the phone shut as you tuck your head back into his shoulder, enjoying the warmth spreading over you.

“Why are we parking in the cell phone lot?” You ask as Bradley pulls into a spot. He cuts the ignition before pulling off his seatbelt and turning to you.

“Because, Sunshine.” He says, with a sigh, resting his forearm on the center console. “I’m really going to miss you.” You watch Adam's apple bob as his eyes flicker down to your lips. “And I want to take my time saying goodbye to my girl.”

“I’m really going miss you too.” You whisper, before pulling your seatbelt off. You give him a soft smile before cupping his cheek, but stopping just short of where he wants you. “Are you going walk me to security like a gentleman?”

He returns your smile. “Haven’t I always?”

The kiss he gives you is soft and sweet and full of love. It’s everything you could ever want from a kiss and it’s bittersweet, knowing how long you’ll have to go without it.

“I’m really gonna miss you, B.” You mutter against his lips and he sighs, pulling away to rest his nose against your cheek.

“I know, Sunshine, I know.” He peeks up at you, hazel eyes shining through his lashes. “Promise you’ll visit soon, Sunshine?”

You give him a sad smile. “You’ll barely even have time to miss me, Bradshaw.”

He huffs, pulling away from you. “I highly doubt that, I always miss you.”

A giggle bubbles up out of you, although neither of you can deny the wetness of your eyes. “Oh, you always miss me, huh?”

“You’re the person I want to do everything with, Sunshine. Of course I do.” Bradley hardly lets you feel the weight of his words as he pulls his door open. “C’mon, don’t want you missing your flight.”

Bradley doesn’t let go of your hand as the two of you walk into the ever bustling San Diego airport. He goes with you to drop your checked bag off, the Delta employee smiling at the two of you through the whole interaction. After making the short walk to where security begins, Bradley sighs, tugging you to the side. You instinctively wrap your arms around Bradley, knowing what’s coming. His hug is just as tight as he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“Please don’t cry Sunshine.” He whispers as you pull away. You rub your eyes as you pull away.

“I’m trying really hard not to. You’d think by now, this would get easier.”

He frowns, brushing some hair out of your face. “It’s just as hard for me, Sunshine. I’m serious that I want you around all the time.” He presses another kiss to the top of your head. “C’mon, as much as I’d love to keep you here, you have to make your flight and get back to Boston.”

You swallow around the lump growing in your throat as you let him go, stepping back into go down to security. You wave to him, blinking back tears before you lose sight of him, entering the nonstop chaos of TSA. You blink hard, willing yourself not to cry as you hand the woman your passport, realizing how much you want this to be the last time the two of you say goodbye like this.

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