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bradshawsbitch · 1 year

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"were you ever going to tell me?" ft. our sweet hangy and maybe a secret pregnancy/baby? 👀

oh, spicy! I like it👀 I hope I did it justice 🫣

warnings: mentions of piv sex, minors dni, pregnancy, wanting to be a mother, afab!reader, mentions of doctors

description: Hangman had a spicy night with his fwb before a long employment, and he left them with a little gift.

It hadn’t been meant to happen this way. You and Jake had been friends with benefits for quite some time now, and you’d had the most delicious encounter just before he was deployed for 6 months. It had been a drunken hookup, but Hangman had seemed more frenzied than previous times, more passionate, more… sweet, too.

It had almost thrown you off, until he’d hoisted your leg high on his shoulder and driven himself harder and deeper into you, making you lose all semblance of stringent thoughts.

Looking back on that night made your face heat up, not only because it was so fucking hot - but because you’d practically whimpered, begged and whined for him to cum in you. He’d been so into it, almost growling as he fucked you harder to chase his relief, wanting to empty himself in you. ‘Leave you with a little something to remember him by until next time’ he’d said. Well, fuck, the man was good. Too good. Leave you with something to remember him by, he certainly did.

It had been weeks since you’d stared at that little plus sign for the first time, and you had no idea what you were supposed to do. You had always dreamt of becoming a mother, ever since you could remember. You had always been the maternal type, the one to take care of people. You sometimes wondered if that’s why Jake liked you. You took care of him even when he insisted he didn’t need it - funny thing was you thought that perhaps Jake needed it the very most. Someone who cared for him through it all, someone who saw through that cocky, self-assured persona he put on. You knew he could be a sweetheart, when he wanted to. When he was cradled in your arms after your encounters, practically purring as you played with his hair - letting him fall asleep on your chest.

Chewing on your bottom lip as you laid on your back, staring at the sterile fluorescents at the doctors office at your second check in on the baby. There had really not been a choice at all for you, that baby was yours whether Jake wanted it or not - which may be a selfish thought. Even though you saw a sweet side to Hangman, he didn’t exactly seem the type to settle down with kids anytime soon. You grumbled to yourself, closing your eyes as you tried to remember what he’d murmured that night before he’d left. It had sounded so tender, as he’d stroked your hair - but you had been so drunk, so tired, so fucked out that you couldn’t comprehend what he was saying.

Contacting Jake at this point was close to impossible - you didn’t know his mail address (who used email as a form of communication to anything non work related?), you knew from previous deployments that he seldom ever checked his phone - probably something along the lines of needing to be focused on being the top 1% type good or something as his reason not to check it. So that’s why you were by yourself, checking up on your baby. You subconsciously let your hand rest on you bump to soothe yourself. You couldn’t kid yourself, you wanted nothing more than for Jake to want this kid as much as you did. You wanted him to want you both.

So that’s how it went. You made it through countless morning sicknesses by yourself, you cried to Notting Hill on your own, and tried to socialise as you normally would - never answering any prying questions. Jake was due to be home any day now, which meant that your belly was too big to hide, 6 months to be exact. You’d sent him a text, telling him that it was important you guys meet. You’d told him to meet you at your apartment at his earliest convenience. His winky smile emoji back almost made you roll your eyes. God, the poor boy had no idea.

You nerves were shot to hell, feeling nauseous at the thought of how Jake would react. How were you supposed to tell him? Should you try hiding behind the biggest damn hoodie you had? Should you sit with a blanket covering you? Or should you just answer the door belly first and watch him run to the hills? God, why hadn’t you even tried calling him? Pushing this stuff on future you wasn’t fair.

Closing your eyes, you took a shaky breath as you tried to steady yourself. You could feel your heart beat erratically in your chest, and soon after felt a flutter from your little baby - which made happy tears brim your eyes. At least you had your little sprog with you. As you were soothing the baby by brushing your hand over your swollen stomach, the door cracked shut and you heard Jake’s upbeat tone say “Honey, I’m home! You better be undressed for me,” god, your breath stuttered in your throat as he appeared in your living room.

He must’ve noticed that you looked stricken with anxiety, because he furrowed his brows, walking quickly over to you to kneel in front of you.

“Princess, what’s wrong?” He sounded so concerned, the tears that brimmed your eyes fell down your cheeks. “Hey, baby, it’s okay, Jakey’s here” he smiled at you. God, you were about to ruin his trust for you completely.

“I-I…” you started, but the words wouldn’t come - your breathing was becoming more shallow, coming in quick bursts, terrified of how he would react. Jake tried to calm you down, but you just shook your head as more tears fell. You felt as Jake took hold of your hands, wanting to hug you properly, and you kept your gaze locked on the floor as you let him help you up to a standing position - where there was no hiding how your top strained against your belly. You didn’t see Hangman’s eyes flowing wide open, but you did hear his gasp as he let go of your hands in shock.

“Princess…” he whispered, you couldn’t look at him, “is… is it mine?” He knew it was, but the question slipped past his lips before he could stop himself. Your nod and sniffle had his heart aching in his chest.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” he almost let out a breathless laughter. He’d been gone six months. Radio silence. You were crying in earnest now, looking up to meet his eyes.

“Jake, I’m so sorry. I know I should’ve tried to contact you, but I was so scared. I want her so much, and I was afraid you wouldn’t want her - or me, and- and I was so frightened. And I will do this on my own if- if you don’t want to. I understand” you were holding your belly, as if to protect yourself.

“H-her?” Jake sucked in a deep breath “I need to sit down” he confessed, plopping down on your couch. He hadn’t taken into consideration that he’d be face to face with your stomach as he sat down. Face to face with his daughter. You were still standing, tears streaming down your eyes as you apologised again. Jake shook his head slowly as he looked up at you, you held your breath - you could tell that the verdict was about to fall.

His large palm slowly rose, and he looked at you expectantly as it hovered over the centre of your bump. You nodded nervously, and his warm hand splayed across your belly - the sensation overwhelming. As soon as Hangman’s hand came in contact with your body, your little baby decided to say hello to her dad - kicking right where his hand was. Jakes eyes widened again, looking up at you with the most precious look on his face.

“She likes you,” you smiled through your tears, and Jake groaned, bringing you closer to him, his face buried in your stomach as his arms embraced you tight.

“And I love her,” he replied, kissing your stomach over and over again. “And I’ve already told you this, but I love her mommy too,” he looked up at you, his beautiful green eyes brimmed with tears. And he looked enamoured, happy, elated - even. You were sobbing now, and Jake stood up.

“My sweet, sweet Princess - I’m sorry you had to do this all by yourself,” his voice held remorse, and he found that he’d wanted to be here all the way through. Had wanted to help you when things got rough. You sobbed into his shoulders, body shaking with relief.

“Y-you want her? You want us?” You blubbered in disbelief.

“My sweet girl, do you not remember what I said before I left?” Jake murmured, stroking your face and placing a sweet kiss to your lips.

“I said that I was planning on taking you on a proper date when I got home, because I was pretty sure I’d fallen in love with you,” he confessed with a grin. You grinned back, leaning up to kiss him again.

His hands never left your stomach, stroking your belly lovingly as you talked. “God, I’m going to be a dad,” he spoke suddenly, his voice filled with pride and love. But suddenly his brows furrowed slightly.

“Princess, as hot as you are pregnant - from now on you can’t call me daddy in bed.”

#jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman seresin fluff #300 celly

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birdiewriteslit · 3 months

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can i request family skate w jack hughes for the celebration pls!!

“family skate”

jack hughes x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

ik i already made a post about jack and his gf but i think the family skate hard launch is the sweetest thing ever so here’s this for y’all!

When Jack asked you to come to family skate, you nearly melted into a puddle on the floor. You’d been dating him for about four months now, and he had made it clear how he felt about you, but the invitation warmed your heart nonetheless.

He’d kept you out of the public eye since the start of your relationship, and while you liked keeping things private, you also loved the fact that he wanted everyone to know you were his.

You knew the media had always been present when it came to Jack, especially the many fans who had a crush on him (who you admit you were a little scared of at times), so the world finding out about you was inevitable. Jack wanted to do it his way.

“Is everybody looking at me?” you whispered nervously to Jack as you skated beside him, your hand in his. Thank god he taught you how to skate on one of your first dates, because this would feel much more embarrassing if he didn’t.

“Of course they are, you’re a knockout,” Jack said, nudging you with his shoulder and grinning down at you.

You rolled your eyes but you couldn’t fight the smile that made its way across your face. “You know what I mean.”

“All I’m gonna say is, don’t be surprised if you see yourself in a TikTok later,” Jack said, nodding toward the social media person skating around the rink.

“I’m anticipating a few. I think your fans might be a bit disappointed when they find out about me,” you admitted, half joking, half serious.

Jack shrugged. “Doesn’t matter what they think, because none of them compare to you,” he said earnestly, giving your hand a squeeze.

You craned your neck to see a tiny smile form on his face, and you weren’t sure if the red in his cheeks was a blush or just from the cold. “You’re too sweet to me,” you professed.

“I don’t know,” he pondered. “I think I could be sweeter.”

“I’m not so sure, but I think you should keep trying,” you proposed.

He abruptly stopped skating, making you almost lose your balance. He was quick to press his free hand to your arm to steady you. He then leaned down to kiss you softly on the mouth.

“How’s that?” he asked, pulling away.

You smiled so wide that it hurt your cheeks. “Perfect.”

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pray4byron · 3 months

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I couldn’t help but do another, you don’t have to do this of course.

Some Poison pls? With Alastor x Witch Overlord Reader. Im just curious

omg ofc!! submit as many as you like haha

hope you enjoy :) also, if it peaks your interest, i wrote a similar set of hcs!! which was alastor x overlord!voodoo!reader which can be found here <3

Alastor x Witch!Reader

Romantic Headcanons

Alastor has definitely made some sort of pun relating to your witchey activities at least once before

He especially adores it if you wear these little witchey costumes XD

Branching off of that, if you don’t, he may or may not buy you some, just cause he thinks your just the cutest thing XD

Definitely takes a bit of interest in your various kinds of magic and activities, may even watch you from afar while you do them

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amoraffairs · 1 year

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starry eyes — rugby!james pls 😵‍💫

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

summary: just the simple fluff that comes with being in love with rugby!james <3

notes: mal you are the cause of my rugby!james obsession. sorry it’s so short! fight a writing slump

James has you trapped. From the moment you entered to tell him congratulations his lips were on yours. You back up against the wall as he kisses you till you melt like putty.

His large hand holding your face wile the other has a tight grip on hip, pulling you towards him. Both your bodies melting together.

“James” You manage to make out in an attempt to remind him he can’t stand here & kiss you all night. Of course you don’t want to stop kissing James. It’s addicting the way he kisses. Messy kisses of love.

“Shh” simply tells you. At his words you were gone again. Disappearing into a complete sense of euphoria. James continues to kiss you hungrily.

You could hear the people outside the locker room cheering. James should be with them, but instead he’s with you.

“James, come take a picture with the trophy.” One of James' teammates interrupts. “In a minute.” James shouts back before you can tell him to go. “or twenty” he whispers to you before his lips are back on you.

“James, stop sucking of Y/N and come take the picture.” His teammate says now bursting into the room. He gives you a polite wave and you simply smile back at him too embarrassed to do anything else. James rolls his eyes and hesitantly makes his way toward them.

“I’ll be back, stay pretty for me.” He presses a kiss to your neck close enough till he can whisper “I’ll take you home so you I can claim my trophy in bed” Mischief in his eyes as he winks and walks away leaving you a blushing mess.

You legs are wrapped around his waist as you make you way to the bed. James had a one track mind all night and it happened to be the giggly girl in his bed.

He hears you gasp as James takes of his dirty jersey. He quickly looks to you in worry but you eyes were on the forming bruise on his side.

“It looks worse than it feels” He attempts to ease you but you’re already make your way to the kitchen to get ice.

James stops you as you pass him by. His hands on your waist. Your skin tingling at the feel of his hands on the small parts of skin that are exposed due to your rising shirt.

Without a care to your protests he lifts you up and carrie’s you on the bed. Your back hitting the soft mattress .

“Sweetheart, you can’t do this every time i get a little bruise.” You look at him like he’s insane. “Little. It’s like the size of my hand.” Your hand held up to his side, to show him.

“I’m so sorry Sweetheart.”He mocks sarcasm in his voice. You simply roll your eyes at his childlessness.

“Now I’m not going to kiss it better.” James smiles falls. “Wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry, please kiss it better.” His mouth forming a resemblance of a pout.

You give him mercy by placing a delicate kiss to his bruise.

That doesn't satisfy James. He spends the whole night pointing to all the areas that hurt till you both end up in the position you started the night.

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mirrorballhughes · 3 months

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champagne problems: l.fantilli x oc

blurb: in which luca fantilli & marley sebastian meet because of college and long the road marley shocks her would-be fiancé and their families by turning down a marriage proposal right before Christmas.

the words like this are flashbacks, then words thay arent italic are present day/ time skipped.

luca booked a night train for a reason. his eyes were glossy and swollen from crying. the boy rested his head against the train window, the ring box in his hands. the people around him were mainly sleeping or in their own world. the boy's phone was non-stop ringing. he had no energy to answer anyone. he sat there on the train in silence, the moment replaying in his head.

on the other hand, marley was now in her car. her phone was also getting blown up, the girl sat there in silence her eyes welling with tears. the sebastian girl sat in her car replaying the moment in her head. she had no words. she didn't know what to do so she went with her gut.

“this way” luca said smiling holding his girlfriend's hand walking down the rainy sidewalk to a restaurant. the pair was celebrating their 2 year anniversary. high school sweethearts who only got together in senior year but were pinning each other since. “slow down lu” marley said with a giggle following her boyfriend. the pair was now sat at a table. they were giggling and laughing. this relationship was filled with so much light and laughter. before marley knew it, luca was in front of her holding out a ring down on knee.

“would you marry me?” he asked, marley looked around just now realizing her family and his family were all there. the girls hand started getting shaky as she looked around. the girl brought her attention back to luca, the boy smiling so bright up at his girlfriend. she couldnt bring herself to look at him, “no. im sorry luca.” the girls voice broke as she rose from her chair. she quickly ran out of the restaurant not looking back. she felt eyes on her the whole time she ran away. she could feel luca’s face drop from here. marley knew she left luca there in disappointment. she also did just make a life changing choice. she wasnt even sure if she made the right choice or not. she just jumped empty handed and was left empted handed when she landed.

Champagne problems.

her problems. the girl's anxiety always got in the way of things. she knew that and she also knew that luca knew that but he didn’t really understand. him proposing in front of their families just made her get anxious, especially her parents as they rarely reached out of marley since she has been in college.

luca’s moms ring was sat in his pocket now. his mother thought marley was the one so she passed the ring down to him. this ring has been in the family for many generations. it just wouldn’t feel the same if marley wasnt the girl wearing it. a picture of marley sat in his wallet. it was from their first ever date, 10 grade year the couple went out for dinner and ended the night with milkshakes. the brunette braces wearing marley was sat in the booth with whip cream on her nose (in which luca did) she was smiling and laughing like crazy so of course luca had to take a picture.

marley knew luca’s heart was glass but she dropped it. it instantly broke once she ran off. she felt awful and wanted to run back and pick up all the little glass bits, if she did she would get cut. definitely not a win-win situation here.

Champagne problems.

luca was overthinking any and all possibilities on why marley said no. he knew she suffered from anxiety and depression. maybe bringing their whole families together was a bit too much. but at the same time he thought it was important for them all to share this moment.

luca told adam instantly about wanting to marry marley. he just couldnt keep that from him.

“thank you meeting me here.” luca spoke as the brothers were now sat at lunch. adam had free time from blue jackets practice so the fantilli brothers had planned a lunch meet up. “anytime bro, whats up?” adam asked as luca rambled on about college and how marley was doing. the pair took turns talking about their lives from since being split up.

“adam. i'm thinking of asking marley to marry me.” luca blurted out randomly as the pair was wrapping up. “what? that’s exciting dude.” adam exclaimed, looking forward to the wedding. marley and adam always gotten along well. “this is what i was thinking.” luca smiled going into full detail of how he planned it to adam. shortly after his whole family knew, and he talked to marleys parents right after as well. the only person who didnt know was the brunette girl.

marley popped open a bottle of champagne, some splashing out a little. she had spent a lot of money on this. she got it especially for the couples 2 years. the girl giggled while sipping on the drink, she had a few too many glasses. she was trying her best to get her brain to shut off but that was most definitely not happening. now no one is celebrating. the Dom Pèrigon was hitting her so hard.

no one was applauding. the whole room was silent, only thing that could be heard hear was marleys heals running off and lucas voice softly yelling “mar!” as he chased after her. no one knew what to do. “called it.” a girl mumbled rolling her eyes at the brunette girls dramatics.

Champagne problems.

luca had a speech planned but suddenly hes speechless. he stood behind marley not knowing what to say. marley on the other hand, was shaking and anxious. love just slipped beyond her reaches. she just knew this was the best but at the same time was it really? “why?” luca asked looking over at marley, as the girl looked over her shoulder her mouth opening as nothing came out, she couldn’t give a reason.

marleys hand on her door made it feel like it turned into gold. her eyes stayed on luca until he was out of her eyesight. she then got in her car and sat there. it was november and cold. she looked in the back seats seeing the boys flannel. in one quick movement the girl was now wearing it taking in the older fantilli brothers cologne.

the pair was now in marks dorm. it was freshman year and a bunch of his hockey teammates were also there. it was very loud and crazy. “are you sure you wanna be here?” luca asked pulling his girlfriend closer to her. he knew how anxious marley gets around being many people and loud noises. “this dorm was once a madhouse.” adam replied to the pair as he just walked in after the couple. the trio came together and carpulled. “well, its made for me.” marleys spoke joking around with the two brothers getting adam to laugh but luca wasnt. he knew the girl was way too hard on herself.

marley also seen a hockey hoodie sitting in the back of her car, knowing their group of friends would never hangout again and they will all be ignoring her. the hockey boys were lucas friends, they were never marleys. but its gonna be hard to not talk to any of them after this.

the ex couple both shared the thought of each other moving on while they were upset about it. they also didn’t want it to be true.

deck the halls was playing full blast in marleys ears at the umich hockey team's christmas party. of course marley did not want to go, but surprisingly adam had persuaded her to go. so here the girl was wearing a christmas sweater walking into the house with her best friend beside her. while everyone celebrated this holiday the girl was stuck in her own pain.

once the pair was out of the kitchen the christmas music slowly getting quieter with every step they took. marley was looking for adam, but has not seen him yet. hearing a giggle, the girl turned seeing this blonde girl standing all cuddly with luca. the brunettes heart broke again seeing that image. luca felt eyes on him and he was met with marley, who was quick to run off. the blonde girl smirked as she pushed lucas lips into hers.

“oh hey marley!” adam spoke seeing the brunette walk quickly by, “why did you invite me?” she asked pointing back to luca and that blonde kissing. “what? marl? i haven't texted you since friday.” the younger fanfilli brother spoke pulling his phone open, clicking on the girls messages, seeing they had texted but it was not him. before he could say that, marley was out of sight. he soon realized it was maria? mae? he doesn’t even remember she’s irrelevant to him.

marley was now sat in her dorm. she was upset and hurt. a picture of luca sat on her desk staring back at her. she knew what she did was the best thing for her, but still she missed luca. she wasn't ready to watch him go.

she thought back to the night luca proposed.

she was very comfortable with luca and loved being around him. marley wasnt even aware she did want a future with luca until she was put on the spot. then was forced to decide.

luca was on both of his knees, making marley think he was begging her to accept his marriage proposal and not to leave him. before the proposal, marley didnt know her answer but she does know it now.

“what a shame shes fucked in the head.” someone spoke, marley overheard them which made her feel like they were right. but at the same time everyone thinks women should desire being married. marley on the other hand wasn’t ready and her mental health came first.

“luca will find the real thing instead.” marley spoke resting her head against her pillow “she'll patch up his tapestry that i shred.” she said again thinking back at the moment when the random girl and luca were talking and laughing at the party. luca would never be the same after that. i totally ruined him, he deserves the best. No one should shame him about this.

well here stands marley now.

she was at lucas and mayas wedding. the pair was dancing, mayas grip on lucas hand strong she wouldn’t let go, unlike marley. maya never left luca stranded. crestfallen on the landing.

sure she did all those things, but adam knew something everyone didnt. luca still loved marley. this maya girl has been hiding in the background since the beginning. she was at the proposal, and the christmas party. she just showed up out of the shadows.

with champagne problems, marley held the glass of champagne watching the newlyweds. when he asked her he knew the same ring was in his pocket, hands shaking not wanting the same thing to happen. He probably has a picture of her in his wallet. he won’t remember all of marleys champagne problems.

“you wont remember all my champagne problems.” marley mumbled finishing the rest of her glass and slipped out of the doors with tears in her eyes.

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cellythefloshie · 1 year

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– ao3 – ask & i’ll answer – for recs check out my bookshelf! – join my taglist! –

When I started this blog, I have very very low expectations of what was going to come of it. I have never really written reader inserts or second-person perspective stories before, and I knew the hockey community was much smaller than any other community I have written for. Yet, this has quickly become one of my favorite communities to be a part of.

Because of you all, I look forward to writing every single day - and I get to write about some of my favorite hockey players to boot - and you all absolutely spoil me with your support. To celebrate my requests will be open from Monday March 13th to Friday March 17th for requests of NSFW Alphabets or blurbs. And I will, as always, answer any questions you have about any of my fics, etc. Please also take this time to leave some suggestions for players and teams you would like to see as well as things you would like reflected in my work in terms of inclusion etc. Additionally, below the cut, I will be shouting out some blogs that have really made me feel loved during my short time here!

@hagelpoint-3821 your love for Brandon Hagel will go forever unmatched, and thanks to him (with a little help from JBB) I am proud to call you my friend. I can always count on you to help keep me motivated, and my sanity in check all the while fueling me to write the filthiest things for our boys. @starshine-hockey-girl now you, you're something special. Not only the author of the only Sidney Crosby fic I will ever read, you also managed to get me to keep up with the Stars and Kraken AND I can always look forward to your comments when I post literally anything. Any player, any kink, smut, no smut, you're there! Those comments never fail to make me smile, and some even leave me laughing in agreement. I will never be able to show you how much I appreciate you as a reader and a friend - and you will always be the driving force for more Ross Colton and Vince Dunn content on this blog. (So everyone better be thanking her!) @wyattjohnston when you reached out and invited me to your winter fic exchange I couldn't have been more excited! I didn't even know things like that were out there in the community! Thanks to you I have been able to connect with so many incredible authors and enjoy countless fics for a wide variety of players. PLUS, you gave me the opportunity to create Charlotte, and her story with Adam Lowry and it still hits me in the feels even now. I hope to be able to create more for them in the future and I look forward to participating in the summer exchange! And a HUGE thank you to everyone who has been a part of my tag lists for Road Wife, Kinktober and Kinkmas! @beccaiscold , @wingedwheelprxncesscess , @luvmmarner , @equallyshaw , @samanthasgone , @emsully2002 , @charles11700

#follow forever #follower appretiation post #follower appreciation #300 followers #celebration #celly rambles

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spiderfunkz · 10 months

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HELLO ?? thank u sm omg 😭😭😭

#blair talks #should i make a 300 followers celly ??

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sarahsmi13s · 1 year

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GUYS

Theres 300 of y’all

I honestly don’t know what to say except I’m so happy y’all are here and that I hope you enjoy your stay

Should I do a celebration? Like with prompts or something?

Lmk in my inbox!

#wow #this is actually insane #controlled chaos squad #callsign vintage #possible celly?#300 followers #🥹 I love all my darlings

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luvhughes43 · 10 months

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ive got so many requests, drafts, half written stories in my docs... it is SO bad for me right now😭😭

#ive got like 40 celly requests and that was 300 followers ago... im not built for the tumblr lifestyle ohmygod

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bradshawsbitch · 2 years

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“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.” With our boy Rooster!

oof, we love our boy Rooster! but we also know our boy can have a bit of a temper... thanks for requesting it!!

disclaimer: It's funny how I promised myself I'd never write this trope, but here we are lmao.

description: the squad is enjoying a night at the hard deck, and some fucker makes nasty lil dumbass comments that makes rooster pissed.

warnings: bar fight, misogyny, feminist king!Rooster, protective Rooster, mentions of blood

(y'all already knew i had to use this gif)

Bradley was, according to himself, usually a very level-headed man. Except for if you mentioned his father. Or his mother. Or Maverick. Or you, for that matter. But other than that he was cool as a cucumber. He never really figured himself to be a jealous type, either - he usually trusted people to do their thing and he did his.

Which is why, when looking back at the incident that had gotten him into his current predicament (you, holding an icepack to his split lip), he figured maybe he had been wrong.

It had all started off as any old night at the Hard Deck. Coyote and Hangman occupied the darts board, Phoenix and Bob were laughing at something that had happened during their flight earlier that day as they racked up a game of nine-ball, and you were dancing to the jaunty tune of Shania Twain's 'Man! I Feel Like a Woman' whilst Rooster sat by the bar, nursing a beer and a big grin watching his girlfriend dance and laugh with Halo. As Shania sang the line 'let our hair down', you looked at Rooster, flipping your hair and swaying your hips seductively with a little secret smile on your lips, enjoying your time letting loose after a week's hard work flying. He grinned back at you, sending you a quick wink and relishing in the giggle that slipped past your lips before you turned to Halo again.

"This is why I don't think women should be in the navy," a voice scoffed from beside Bradley, who turned to look at the man sat next to him for the first time since he'd sat down. Bradley had hardly noticed him at all until he spoke up. Seeing as Bradley considered himself a level-headed man, he gritted his teeth - surprised at how young the man beside him was.

"C'mon man, the first female aviator in the Navy was 1978. Don't you think it's time to let it go?" Bradley grumbled, having read through the female history of the Navy, just because he thought it was important to know. 1978 was a long time ago, sure - but he figured they'd let women do what they wanted before that. But apparently not. The man raised a brow, and Rooster just knew this was going to be a painful conversation to have. But he would have it, because if he didn't - who would?

"What are your reasons for thinking women shouldn't be able to enlist?" Rooster continued, glaring at the lieutenant sat next to him.

"Well, it's obvious isn't it? They're obviously weaker both physically and mentally. And then there's-- all of this," the man gestured to you and Halo having fun on the dance floor, now doing a silly move where you bumped hips before jumping the other way and bumping the other side. Rooster frowned, looking back at the young man.

"Because they can dance?" Rooster was bewildered, and he could feel his cheeks turning red with anger. That level-headedness of his was being tested thoroughly by this man.

"They're sluts, man! They're just looking to fuck anything that moves, okay? Fucking shaking their asses and hanging off any lieutenant that'll look their way. It distracts the whole team, honestly - it throws the whole order off," the man obviously couldn't think of a reason other than his own damn misogyny.

"Don't fucking talk about them like that. What gives you the right?" Bradley seethed, his fists clenched at his sides.

"Oh, I see - which of the whores are you fucking?" the man stood up, laughing condescendingly at Bradley. This made Bradley get out of his seat, standing at his full height, still keeping his distance before he growled out;

"Shut your mouth before I shut it for you, fucker" the man stepped closer to Bradley, and Rooster furrowed his brows as he pushed the man in the chest to make him back down. That was apparently the straw for the other man, who immediately swung at Bradley, his fist making contact with Roosters chin and lip. Bradley was too surprised to be able to brace himself for the impact, and his head snapped to the side at the impact, stumbling for a moment before his eyes grew black with rage. He was shouting now, telling the fucker to get the fuck out of the Hard Deck, easily putting his strong arm around the other mans neck in a headlock, dragging him to the door and giving him a hard shove in the back so that he landed on his back on the ground.

"Don't you fucking ever talk about our girls like that again!" Rooster shouted, pointing his finger at the man before spitting blood right at his face.

The bar had gone eerily quiet as he returned. He saw you making your way towards him, a concerned look etched on your face. He looked around a moment before he barked that everyone should mind their business. Everybody started before returning to hushed conversation.

"Rooster, what happened?" your eyes were filled with worry, your hands finding his face as they gingerly cradled him, and his large hands settled softly on your waist.

"Don't worry about it, darling.." he mumbled as you grabbed his hand and led him to a booth, where you scurried to ask Penny for ice and some medical equipment. You tended to him silently, brows furrowed.

"I was just helping Penny ring the bell," Rooster joked, smiling at your exasperated look. His anger had disappeared the moment you'd laid your hands on him, and now you stood in between his legs, your hands gingerly tending to his split lip. He was looking up at you with so much adoration that you started to feel your cheeks heat up.

"It was kind of hot," you admitted, the sight of Rooster's biceps flexing in his black t-shirt forever ingrained in your brain. Bradley smirked, his hands gliding down to rest at the swell of your ass, bringing you closer to his broad chest, your other hand resting on his shoulder as you looked down at his gorgeous form.

"Yeah?" Rooster smirked, wanting to kiss you senseless for admitting that to him.

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LUKEEEE HUGHES!!!! seeing each other after a few weeks of long distance

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It had been a few weeks since you left New Jersey for a work trip. Usually, Luke was the one traveling for hockey, so being left alone at home was new to him.

He really hated it. He always hated being away from you, but with nothing to keep him occupied, he hated it even more.

After so many days of only texting and facetiming, he was ready to have you back in his arms. So, when he heard your key turn in the door, he was on his feet in an instant.

You pushed the door open with your shoulder, arms full holding your bags. You jumped when you saw Luke directly on the other side, not expecting him to be right there.

“Jesus, Luke,” you laughed breathily. “You scared me.”

You weren’t even in the apartment before his arms engulfed you, squeezing you wordlessly.

You tried to return the gesture, but the bags that were smooshed against your chest made it hard. “Luke, give me five seconds to get inside.”

Luke reluctantly let go, taking a few of your bags from you before stepping back into the apartment to allow you to enter.

Once you set all your belongings down and shrugged off your coat, he was on you again.

One arm circled your waist and drew you in tight as his other arm snaked up your back and his hand burrowed itself in your hair. He dropped his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and toyed with the hem of his t-shirt as you closed your eyes in contentment, relishing the first moment alone with him in weeks.

“Missed you,” he mumbled into your neck, moving his head to kiss your hairline.

“I missed you too,” you said, pulling back slightly to cup his face with your hands. He looked back at you with so much adoration in his eyes, his pupils dilated.

“I love you,” he uttered softly before pulling you closer again, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips. “Never leave me here again.”

“I won’t, moose.”

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