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causeimanartist · 7 months
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Post League meeting thoughts
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takenbypeter · 2 years
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LAUGHTER
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Steven Grant x reader
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You hated your laugh. Okay you didn’t hate it, it just wasn’t quaint or cute, it was loud. Dislike was a better word. You disliked it, but what you disliked, Steven loved. Steven absolutely adored your laugh. Every time your laughter rang through, he couldn’t help but join in. 
Whenever you laughed Steven could feel the warmth quickly spread throughout his chest, and his cheeks always lifted upwards into a shy grin. Now Steven wouldn’t consider himself the funniest person in the world, not even the funniest person in a room, but he would do his most to make you laugh when you’re together. Steven already loved telling you Egyptian facts, but what he also loved to do was tell puns. Egyptian puns, mummy puns, he loved telling it all, sometimes he would even search up funny puns just to hear that wonderful sound come out from your mouth.
“Hey did I ever tell you about my last girlfriend?”
You shook your head, as he grinned already in anticipation of your reaction. “She broke up with me while we were swimming in Egypt…I’m still in de-Nile.”
It honestly wasn’t even remotely funny but it was Steven’s execution that made the joke a hundred times funnier. It also helped that he was so adorable whenever he talked about his passions, that it made you giggle. 
When you were with Steven you didn’t care about your laugh in public. Everything was better with Steven. 
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writercole · 8 months
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Off My Mind
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Summary: The past comes back to haunt Jake. Words: 1526 Warnings: angst, TGM spoilers, MLM. A/N: If you don't ship Hangster, skip this, too. No beta. Mistakes are mine. A/N 2: I'm working on finding a replacement for google docs and it seems that I have some searching to do to be able to comfortably share my docs with betas. I'll figure it out at some point.
Part of my A to Z Song Challenge filling O - Off My Mind by Radio Company.
Part 1
I do not consent to having my works translated, reposted, fed into ai, or otherwise taken. This is my intellectual property using characters owned by another. As I am not profiting off of this work, this is entirely legal and falls under free use.
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“Bradshaw!” Jake heard Phoenix yell and his heart jumped to his throat. There was no way he was here. No way that his ex boyfriend, the one he fell in love with only to be crushed when Bradley walked away, got recalled too. He turned towards the door and nearly burst into tears. It was him.
Jake composed himself as Bradley spoke to Phoenix, putting on his normal facade, becoming aloof, indifferent. “Bradshaw, as I live and breathe.”
“Hangman,” Bradley replied his head held high, “you look...good.”
This mother fucker. “I am good, Rooster,” Jake snarked as he took the pool cue from that kid Bob and made the shot. “I’m very good. In fact, I am too good to be true.”
This is not going to end well. Jake continued to banter back and forth with that new guy, Payback, as he took shots on the billiard table.
“The only place you’ll lead anyone is an early grave,” Bradshaw spat.
Jake struggled to keep the grin on his face as he was dying inside, screaming at Bradshaw about how he only did that to save his ass, to keep him alive, because he knew the minute Bradshaw touched down in enemy territory, that plane would have been blown to bits and Rooster would have been no more.
“Anyone that follows you is just going to run out of fuel,” Jake retorted as he rounded the corner of the table to stand in front of his ex. “But that’s just you, ain’t it, Rooster? Snug on that perch, waiting for just the right moment...that never comes.”
I told you that I loved you and you still wouldn’t admit it.
Jake couldn’t take it anymore, not the way that Bradshaw glanced at his lips, not the proximity to the man he loved – still loves – none of it. He headed back to the dorms.
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At a quarter past three, a knock echoed through the quiet of Jake’s room. He stood from the chair he had been reading in and turned the knob, surprised to find Bradley standing there.
“I never said -”
“You never had to,” Jake interrupted, tugging him into the room and shutting the door quietly. Within an instant, Jake’s lips were pressed to Bradley’s, pulling him further inside and towards the bed.
“I’m sorry,” Bradley gasped as Jake trailed kisses down his neck.
“Shut up,” Jake muttered as his hand slid under Bradley’s shirt, palm flattening against his abs. It was probably a bad idea to take his ex back into his bed just before a mission they barely had time to prepare for. But Jake didn’t care. The ecstasy of having his beloved under him once again drowned out the voice that kept saying this was going to end in disaster.
While Jake woke up alone, he didn’t let it get to him. He kept up the appearance of his hard exterior, covering his aching heart and the way that Bradley stayed in his head all day long.
Everything he was yearned for the man that left, desperate for his other half. When he saw the name on the wall, standing next to their Captain, he felt something click into place about Bradley. With further research, it became apparent how Bradley ended up the way he was, afraid of love and afraid of being with anyone who might count on him coming home.
Tensions came to a head when Bradley was contradicting the way he was instructed to fly the mission.
“You still don’t get it, do you?” Jake drawled, turning his head to the side slightly to look at his ex from his peripherals. “A man flies like Maverick, here, or a man does not return.” I know your dad died but you can’t let that make you freeze. It will kill you.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I can’t be the only one who knows.” I know I’m not the only one who knows but I’m the only one who will call you on your shit. Please, back out.
Rooster bolted from his seat and chairs scraped as the entire squadron jumped up, half to hold Rooster back, half to grab Jake.
“You son of a bitch!” The scars of my heroics are etched on his face. The scars of his leaving are etched on my heart. I can’t bear to lose you again.
“He’s not cut out for this mission.” He’s too in his head about this, Maverick. Don’t choose him.
“You know I’m right.” Step up or step out.
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Jake sat in his room, sleep evading him as he replayed the events from the classroom that day. Had he gone too far? Had he pushed the envelope too far? He just wanted Bradley safe. A knock echoed through the quiet again, breaking Jake’s thoughts and furrowing his brow. There’s no way anything good could be coming from that knock.
He stood and crossed the room in his boxers, surprised to find Bradley standing there, drenched in sweat, sleeplessness etched on his face. “You were right,” Bradley croaked as he pushed by Jake.
“No, I wasn’t, Brad. I crossed the line.”
“You did. But you were still right.” Bradley paced between Jake and the bed, his hands on his hips as he panted. “I am not ready for this mission. I wasn’t ready for the first one. I wasn’t ready for the feelings I had for you to reawaken as soon as I saw you in The Hard Deck.”
Here it comes. The end. The part where he says he’s done with me, Jake thought, keeping his mouth shut but swallowing hard.
“It wasn’t over for me. It’s still not over for me. And I cannot get you out of my head,” Bradley confessed. “I’ve been in love with you probably since that day on the plane. And I shouldn’t have walked out on you.”
“But you did,” Jake sighed.
“But I won’t do it again. I love you, Jake, and it’s probably too late but -”
Bradley was interrupted when Jake crossed the space between them in two strides and crashed their lips together. Jake could taste the sweat on his lips and the alcohol on his tongue and he thought nothing could be better.
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The mission was pushed up. They loaded onto the carrier. Maverick chose Rooster as his wing man. And Jake’s heart sank. He had to do something, he had to speak up. But he was rooted to the spot, cast aside as the spare. They were dismissed to prepare. Cast aside again. Rooster deserves this but I’m so scared of losing whatever I have of him.
Jake stood next to his jet, his attention on Bradley across the carrier as he headed his own plane. Say something, anything.
Jake walked up and stood near Bradley. “You give ‘em hell.” Come back to me. I need you. I love you.
Nothing.
Jake slinked away, back to his aircraft, ready to sit aside and watch, listening intently to the calls over the comms, cheering when everything went according to plan, swearing when enemy fighters began to appear.
“Dagger 1 is hit.”
Jake’s heart sank. He knew what it meant for Bradley to watch Maverick go down. “Dagger Spare requesting to launch and provide cover.” Please let me go. Please.
“Negative, Spare.”
You don’t understand. I have to save him.
“Dagger 2 is hit.”
No. No, I can’t do this again. I cannot lose him again.
“Rooster’s E-SAT is working. He’s in an F14.”
Hondo, please, help me. Jake stared at the man on the deck who nodded and began scrambling the deck over the sounds of rejection from the admirals in the tower. He tuned them out. All he could think about was saving Bradley, getting him back on the deck.
“Come on, come on,” he coaxed his jet as he flew as fast as he could, passing under the F14 and the pursuer. He whipped his plane around and took out the enemy, the missile taking out the rocket heading for the men in the ancient jet.
“Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman,” he drawled through the mic as he pulled up along side of the jet, “this is your savior speaking.” I couldn’t let you die. I need you.
He could see the relief on Rooster’s face, the tap on the canopy. “Hangman, you look good.”
“I am good, Rooster.” You’re alive. You’re okay. I could fly without wings. “See you back on deck.”
Jake stood aside as the entire flight crew cheered on Bradley and Maverick. Phoenix and Bob had extended their hands to him when he landed, thanking him for defying orders to go and save their friend. Admitting that they may have misjudged him. He had patience. He would wait until he could get face to face.
He stood in front of Bradley, lifting his arm at his elbow to shake hands with him, a small smile on his face. Rooster did the same, barely two feet from each other. Another smile.
A raise of Jake’s eyebrows. Are we okay?
A smirk and almost imperceptible nod from Bradley. More than. I love you.
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rorafa · 1 year
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WEP/IWSG April Challenge – Life Is Beautiful
Apologies for the delay in posting April’s WEP/IWSG Challenge. Although ‘Life Is Beautiful’ was a good fit for my ongoing Ukraine stories, I struggled to write recently, mainly for my usual excuse of declining health. Also, this piece required extra backstory and some political maneuvering – not least getting the Witches’ NATO jets out of Ukraine before any are in Ukraine for real. I hope the…
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ledelano · 4 hours
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A to Z Book Review: The Jane Austen Collection
I suppose I should retitle this post as “A To Z Books Review” since my letter “J” pick was the Jane Austen Collection on Audible. This is an Audible original, so it’s free if you have the subscription and well worth the money if you don’t. With A-list actor narrators like Emma Thompson, Billie Piper, and Florence Pugh (to name a few), this collection sparkles with wit and beautiful performances.…
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lightbehindthecloud · 20 hours
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Magnetic
Baby I’m just trying to play it cool,But I can’t hide that I want you, I’m a fool,Wait a minute, what is this drumming?I can feel it, my heart is running,Louder and louder when I hear your voice,A sound that drowns out every other noise,And draws me in closer and closer,A feeling that is taking over,They say that opposites attract,And I wonder how you would react,When you and I are face to…
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jd-sparks · 3 days
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Alright finishing up Iron Wing now.
After much note taking and juggling. I think I've completed my A-to-Z challenge TBR list. Pretty sure I could fill a ton of these sheets, but hoping this will help me get started on my TBR in some kind of fashion.
I'm sorry there's so many more titles I want to add to this. It's a mix of recs from friends as well. I worked things so most the books I already own are on here, so hopefully I'll actually read them before I keep buying more. 😅
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codexanathema · 10 days
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P es por Planos
"P es por Planos y los parajes exóticos" celebrando #Eberron20 junto al reto #AtoZ y el #RPGBlogCarnival
Este artículo es parte de una serie durante todo Abril 2023 tanto para el Reto de la A a la Z como para el Carnaval de Blogs Roleros. El gigante de hielo era sin duda un enemigo implacable, pero Korr, encerrado en una armadura de placas en la que estaba atado un elemental de tierra de Shavarath y empuñando un martillo de guerra con un elemental de fuego de Fernia, prevalecería ya que los propios…
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kayespencer · 21 days
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A to Z Challenge 2024 - G is for Guitarzan #noveltysongs #earwormsongs #atozchallenge
My April 2024 A-to-Z blogging challenge theme is novelty songs and earworms. I’m defining these types of songs as gimmicky, humorous, or parodies of a popular song, and the tune or snippets of the lyrics embed themselves in our brains despite every effort to rid ourselves of the annoying things. Here we go with today’s involuntary musical imagery. G is for GUITARZAN Guitarzan is a novelty song…
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authormarialberg · 1 year
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Reviewing April and Contemplating May
Reviewing April and Contemplating May #photography #AtoZChallenge #NaPoWriMo #abstractart #poetry
My Positive Bias on Fear and Control by Maria L. Berg 2023 Thank you to every reader who came by, read about contradictory abstract nouns, looked at my art, and read my poems. I appreciate the time you gave my work, and the nice comments and fun interactions. To finish out the month long project, I printed out the rest of the images, and put all of the months images in my three-dimensional graph…
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causeimanartist · 7 months
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Going Ghost 👻
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cottonundiestf · 1 year
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Transformed Heroines A to Z: Corrupting Influence
Archangela was a heroine whose noble virtue was incomparable. The daughter of an angel and a human, she knew she was blessed with the power to protect humanity. It was her responsibility to be a superhero and a beacon of virtue for the world.
She was glad to put criminals behind bars and smite demons, but her truest virtue was forgiveness. People deserved redemption! When her nemesis, Fallen Angelica, begged for the chance to turn over a new leaf, Archangela accepted the fallen angel as a new ward.
FA accompanied her dutifully, doing her best not to cause trouble and learn from Archangela's example. The black-winged angel cheered when Archangela took down demonic threats, but she seemed confused by the hero's willingness to deal with mortal criminals.
She pointed out how these fights were beneath Archangela. Her powers were so great; shouldn't mortals be responsible for handling their own issues? It sounded absurd, but after a week of intervening in the shallow larceny and violence of mortals, Archangela did question why this was her problem?
Mortals could handle mortal problems. She had the power to slay demons! And humans weren't getting any better with her example. She stopped responding to the cries and calls of mortals, until eventually, they stopped calling for her. They knew Archangela wouldn't come because she had greater battles to wage.
That was why another half-angel heroine appeared in her city, responding to the calls of mortals and even intervening in Archangela's battles with the forces of evil!
"She's here to steal your glory, Mistress. She wants to replace you; to take all the power you hold," Fallen Angelica whispered in her ear. She tried to ignore the suspicion, but her sidekick was right. This pretender was making a mockery of her, acting like she was the selfish one for failing to care for stupid mortals and their petty problems.
Righteous rage blinded Archangela, and before sense could take control, she slew another half-angel. She not only destroyed her, she drained the divinity of the pretender. All that power coursed through her veins, and all that angelic beauty enhanced her own appearance. A model's face, heavy breasts, and long, perfect legs.
She was perfect.
But she wasn't good. She wasn't holy. Her selfish act turned the light in her dark; tainting her wings. The virtues in her soul turned to sins; kindness to greed, humility to pride, and chastity to insatiable lust.
The corrupted heroine panicked, but Fallen Angelica soothed her, groping her lewd new body. "Isn't this better? Feel the power flowing through you. The freedom from your foolish obligations. You've learned so much from me, my Lucy Fel."
Lucy... that felt right in her cold heart. She could see the truth now; Fallen Angelica had been guiding her through her noble idiocy. Her virtues limited her, but she could have so much more. She could feed this greed through force. She could rule at Angelica's side to feed her pride.
And her new Mistress would gladly feed her bottomless, overpowering lust.
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takenbypeter · 2 years
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VACATION
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Peter Maximoff X reader
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Peter recognized that look, the biting of the lip, the trembling eyes, the smile that looked like it was about to crack at any second. You were overworked and burning out. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked, suddenly pulling you out of your thoughts. You faced him with the tiniest of smiles, “I’m fine, just stupid day at work, but I’m fine everything is under control.” 
He raised a brow at your last sentence, “that didn’t sound reassuring, did it?” You asked him and he shook his head. You let out a sigh, “I’m telling you I’m okay just stressed but I’m okay,” this time you gave him a genuine smile, but it still didn’t do much to convince him. “Come here,” he said, waving his hand over. Without questioning him you stepped over and he quickly put a hand at the back of your head. “Peter?” You questioned about to ask what he was up to, but before you could you found yourself standing with your shoes on the sand. “Peter!?” You ask, more alarm in your tone. 
He shrugged at your outburst, already expecting it, “what? You need this,” he sped away and returned, drink in hand. Outstretching it to you he said, “c’mon you know you deserve it. Consider it a tiny vacation.”
Although you want to argue against him, you’re too exhausted though and instead grab the drink, “thank you, Peter.”
He grins in response before looping his arm around your neck, “c’mon let’s go do what people on vacations do.”
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dartumbles · 1 year
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Antic
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “antic.” Use it as a word or find a word that contains it. Bonus points if you do both. Enjoy! Anticipating April and Camp NaNo, I set up an easy goal. 15k for the month. Editing the novel started in November helps me get reacquainted with all the characters and the plot. So I’m counting the contents of each scene I edit. That will give…
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ledelano · 3 months
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A To Z Review: Bookshops & Bonedust By Travis Baldree
My letter “B” pick for this year’s A to Z challenge was BOOKSHOPS & BONEDUST by Travis Baldree. Fresh off last year’s success with LEGENDS & LATTES (my Book of the Year for last year’s challenge), Baldree once again delights and enchants with another installment of a genre he seems to have invented: cozy fantasy. In this prequel to LEGENDS & LATTES, we once again meet Viv, but this time our…
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lightbehindthecloud · 21 hours
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Jenga
I just want to play this game,In the feeling of love,I just want to know your name,If it fits mine like a glove, And here I am building a tower,Hoping you’ll lend a hand,To lay down a foundation this hour,That could adversities withstand, Because I’m scared it could all fall apart,When I just wanted you to fill,The many holes of my heart,But it seems that it could spill, Now I don’t want to…
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