#the intern

[roosterforme]

The Intern Prologue | Rooster x Reader

Summary: You barely have a minute to yourself after graduating at the top of your Ivy League class before your father insists you find an internship. Your days of lounging by the pool and partying are numbered as he has an endless parade of his colleagues visiting the house. But one of them is familiar to you in a way that warms your skin just like the San Diego sun.

Warnings: Language (eventually 18+)

Length: 1800 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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"We need to start talking about your summer internship."

You had been home for less than one full day, and your father was already on his favorite topic of conversation: your future as a business mogul poised to take over his empire.

"Can we talk about it tomorrow, Daddy?" you asked, flashing him your sweetest smile as you yanked your sunglasses down lower on your nose. It was the end of May. You'd just graduated with top grades and a master's degree in business analytics and finance from his Ivy League alma mater. You were doing everything you could to uphold the family name as his only child, but you just wanted one day off before you got fully immersed in his world.

He sighed and glanced between you and the enormous pool behind the house you grew up in just outside San Diego. "Tomorrow morning. We will talk about it at breakfast," he said sternly. But then you watched his features crack into that soft smile he only ever shared with you. "I'm really proud of you, Sweetheart. You'll do big things."

Your annoyance with him melted away. "Thanks, Daddy." Most of your motivation to succeed came from him and his own personal success, but he worked nearly all the time. You would find a way to balance out a summer internship along with hanging by the pool and partying with your friends. You'd spent years perfecting this routine in college so that you graduated first in your class while still devoting your weekends to your sorority sisters and fraternizing with the fraternity boys.

Your father kissed the top of your head, and once he was gone, you rolled onto your belly. You wanted to feel the glorious heat from the California sun on every bit of your skin. While you enjoyed the different seasons on the east coast and the beautiful Ivy League campus, you certainly missed this weather. You were half tempted to untie your bikini top now that you were alone, but your father always had a parade of his colleagues and employees coming through the house to talk shop. And a lot of them were older and ex-military, and your dad would have a fit. You smiled, because that made you want to do it even more.

You spent all morning and most of the afternoon laying out by the pool with a book that wasn't holding your interest and your enormous water cup. You only ventured inside to get lunch where you waved off your father's chef when she tried to make something for you. It was her job, but you were twenty four and far less helpless than your father when it came to most things around the house. You made a sandwich and took it back out to the pool where the groundskeeper was testing the water. 

Everyone here was calling you 'Miss' which was already getting on your nerves. Nobody cared who you were when you were strolling through campus at the University of Pennsylvania, because their mommys and daddys were even wealthier and more famous than your dad. They just called you by your first name and let you blend in. 

"Miss, the pool chemicals look good," the groundskeeper told you. "Enjoy your swim."

Before he wandered off to work on his next chore, you called out, "Thank you." The funny thing was, your dad never used the pool. All he did was work. He probably only kept it open for the past six years while you were away in Philadelphia just in case you wanted to use it when you were home on breaks. 

And that's what had you walking over to the edge and dipping your toes in the water. There was a bit of a chill to it, probably because the sun had warmed you to your bones. Goosebumps ripped along your skin, and your nipples furled softly in your bikini top. You were suddenly very aware of your body as you heard your dad's booming laughter coming from inside the house along with dress shoes on the Calacatta marble floor. 

You swirled your toes around again as you turned to look through the open French doors at the group of men and women all in black suits. Most of them were as old as your dad with graying hair and scowling faces that conveyed how little they appreciated having their time wasted. All except for one. He was younger and taller than the rest, and he was the only person you knew by name. You hadn't seen him since you were home in December, but Bradley Bradshaw looked just as good now in his navy blue suit as he had with a glass of champagne and pink cheeks in his silk Fair Isle sweater at your father's holiday party. Maybe even better.

Now that he was a mere fifty feet away from you, it surprised you a bit that you hadn't really thought about him in months. His brown eyes met yours and he took a few steps to separate himself from the group. He shot a crooked little grin your way, and you smiled back before your eyes shifted to the pristine pool water. 

That night had been fun, even though your dad insisted you wear a modest forest green dress instead of the black one you brought home from Philadelphia. The champagne and mulled wine made it almost entertaining for you to drift from one of his geriatric colleagues to the next, intentionally asking them almost bizarre questions just to see how they would react. But Bradley had been there, and when you asked him if he'd ever had wine from Domaine Tropez in the south of France, he responded in a deep rumble of a voice saying, "I have a box of wine in my refrigerator that just says White Wine on the side of it. Does that answer your question?" 

You couldn't remember the last time someone made you laugh so hard, and he didn't look at you like the spoiled brat you almost enjoyed playing the part of.

"The vineyard sent me a bottle of rouge for my birthday. Want to try it?" you had asked him, feeling a little drunk and silly as he set his empty champagne flute on a passing tray. 

"You want to waste it on a guy who drinks boxed wine?" he asked, his voice impossibly deep and his mustache twitching with amusement. "I thought you were supposed to be smart. Your father talks about you all the time."

You had been about to take him by the hand and lead him to the kitchen where you'd stashed the wine so your dad wouldn't drink it, but then Bradley got pulled into a conversation with someone else. But you felt his eyes on you frequently throughout the night. And he did make it a point to say goodbye to you, letting you see those rosy cheeks up close one more time.

Just then you were jolted back to the present as you nearly toppled into the pool. Your father's voice carried outside, inflection full of pride as you heard him say, "My daughter flew back last night. Graduated top of her class with the same degree I earned. Following right in my footsteps, if you can believe it. Higher marks than I ever had."

There was some soft laughter and words of congratulations aimed at him, even though you were the one who had worked so hard. You rolled your eyes and planted both feet on the edge before diving as gracefully as you could into the pool. You swam nearly all the way across underwater, grateful for the bit of silence as you collected your thoughts. The water cooled you without being cold enough that you wanted to get out, and when you surfaced, you took a deep breath. 

Everyone seemed to have moved along from the open French doors, probably heading deeper into the house toward your dad's study or his conference room. You swam off toward the pool float that was drifting along in the shallow end, and you pulled yourself gracelessly up onto it. Just as you were fixing your bathing suit, about to settle in for another hour of sunbathing, a shadow crossed your face, and you nearly landed back in the water as you jumped.

"Congratulations."

It was Bradley Bradshaw standing over you with his hands on his narrow hips and his tie loosened in a way that you couldn't stop looking at. You desperately wished you had your sunglasses to help shield your eyes from the bright light as well as the fact that you were on the verge of checking him out. 

"Heard you graduated with a splash," he added, smiling as you dipped your foot in the water.

You rolled your eyes and settled back against the raft. "Crazy, isn't it? There's almost nothing you can't accomplish when you set your mind to it and have a billion dollar bankroll behind you, just helping you along the way."

His laughter made you feel warmer than the sunshine. "Are you daring to call yourself privileged?" He kept his eyes on yours, and you were impressed that they weren't straying south.

"Are you daring to say you aren't, Mr. Bradshaw?" you asked him with a smirk. "I didn't know you could buy Armani suits at JCPenney. I guess even an Ivy League valedictorian can learn something new every day."

He rubbed his hand over his lips and mustache to try to hide his amusement, and you wiggled back against the raft with a smile of your own. You weren't sure what possessed you to talk to him like this; he was your father's colleague after all. But you felt validated as he squatted down in his three thousand dollar suit to test the water temperature with his hand, because he shook his head slowly at you and said, "I'm impressed you even know what a JCPenney is. You're a bit of a brat, aren't you?"

Now you were the one trying to hide your smile behind your hand. "Don't get it twisted. I've never actually been to one. But all the prep school kids used to talk about shopping for suits off the rack along with knockoff handbags just to rile up our parents."

You thought you heard him mutter the word brat again as he stood. "Well, as much fun as this has been, I'm not dressed for swimming, so I guess I'll go find the other Armani suits and get back to work instead."

"Shame, that," you replied, clicking your tongue. "Bring your Armani swim trunks next time and stay a while."

Now that he was standing at his full height, his gaze slowly drifted down your body, and his cheeks turned ruddy just like they had after an evening of indulging in champagne last December.

"Maybe I will."

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Stay tuned for chapter one. We're about to go on an adventure. Thanks to @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls

PART 1

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[keydekyie]

"Don't run. Never run. No matter how frightened you are."

"But, then... what can you do? How can one fight... that?"

"Stand your ground. Look them dead in the eye."

"That will stop them?"

"No. But they'll have to live with themselves, and perhaps the next one will be luckier."

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[gmzriver]

Anne Hathaway as Maggie Murdock in "Love and Other Drugs" icons.

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[queensqueercourt]

Mann co believes putting teenagers in the warfare pit for college credit builds character.

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[herosplatling-replica]

im sorry edega fans. but i want to punt him for how he treats ada and ian

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[filmgifs]

ANNE HATHAWAY AS JULES OSTINTHE INTERN (2015) Dir. Nancy Meyers

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[saintlermes]

The Intern (2015).

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[zendasian]

Me, a intern leaving early after 6 hours of doing nothing.

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[chessismyaesthetic]

Anne Hathaway and Andrew Rannells on the set of The Intern

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[i-want-to-do-things]

THEM!!!!!!!!

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[visiting-naturalist]

---- BEGIN PRIVATE TELETYPE COMMUNICATION -----

FROM: INTERN - TUMBLR STATION TO: GEOGRAPHIC SOCIETY - PRESIDENT'S OFFICE

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honorable president,

i apologize, i know this probably isn't what you wanted, after you helped me out and gave me this position, but i have had enough. i'm bored of standing watch, of listening to the naturalist ramble, i'm bored of being bored. i'm still young and i don't want to be an intern forever, which is what looks like what will happen if i stay on the path that i'm on. i really had my eyes opened at the Festival. i want to follow my true passions and become an Influencer—and if i've learned one thing about tumblr it's that you absolutely can't do that here. no way no how.

i'm plan to tell the naturalist this soon. lol and of course they won't get it because they’re such a fossil but i'll do my best. and then i'm going to stop wasting my time for once, and do something i want to do. who knows - i might even get paid for it - have you seen how much some of these Influencers can make? and that would be a very nice change.

i know it might come as a surprise to you, but my mind is made up. thanks for everything and good luck with whatever mission you have put the naturalist on - they're so enthusiastic i'm sure they'll get it all done by themselves.

best, thalia (the intern)

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[roosterforme]

The Intern masterlist (Rooster x Reader)

You barely have a minute to yourself after graduating at the top of your Ivy League class before your father insists you find an internship. Your days of lounging by the pool and partying are numbered as he has an endless parade of his colleagues visiting the house. But one of them is familiar to you in a way that warms your skin just like the San Diego sun. And it turns out, Bradley Bradshaw may just have the answers to all your problems. And those answers might be waiting for you on a yacht in the Mediterranean Sea.

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General series warnings: language, smut, age gap, boss/intern dynamic, violence, 18+. Check each chapter for specific warnings.

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Let's see how long this thing ends up being....

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[scribbling-punk]

After All This Time - 7.

Lena wraps herself in a blanket and steps out onto the balcony to find Andrea staring silently across the city, a half finished mug of coffee laying abandoned on the small iron table. She looks solemn and exhausted, and Lena wonders if she even slept at all after their late evening together, filled with guilt as she realizes that she had slept for most of the night with little effort.

Andrea turns her head when she senses Lena watching her, a brief smile flickering across her lips as she wraps one arm around her wife and pulls her close.

“How did you sleep?” she asks, lightly kissing Lena’s temple.

“A lot better than you, I think.” 

Lena sighs softly and leans heavily into Andrea’s side, her brows deeply furrowed as she watches the busy city down below “do you think she told her?”

It’s a loaded question and Lena isn’t entirely convinced that she wants to hear the answer, but it leaves her lips before her mind can catch up and stop it. When she gazes upwards and catches a glimpse of the pain that shines in Andrea’s eyes and wrinkles her brow, Lena wishes she could reach outwards and stuff the words back into her mouth again.

“I’m not sure,” Andrea whispers. “A part of me thinks that, yes, she did and that everything is about to change, but,” she swallows hard, “I don’t know. We don’t really know her anymore, do we?” Andrea wrinkles her nose and shrugs, her gaze intensely focused on the clouds dotting across the sky.

“She’s still Kara,” Lena whispers. “Older, more experienced, sure, but everything we loved about her is still the same…. She’s still the same.”

“Then why has she been lying to her girlfriend?” Andrea scoffs, “the sneaking around was supposed to stop back then, but it seems she hasn’t quite managed to break that habit even after all this time.”

Read chapter 7 of After All This Time early on Patreon.

Chapters 1 to 6 are already available on AO3.

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[t1nngun]

Gmmtv part 2 AND I have a few I'm VERY much looking forward to, here's a list absolutely no one asked for along with the ones I'm looking forward to from part 1!!!

My love mix up Thailand : As someone who adores gemfourth AND the original manga + the Japanese adaptation, I can't stress it enough JUST HOW EXCITED I AM FOR THIS!!! And P'Au??? Another certified hit in our hands (and I adore my girl Pahn so YAY)

Pluto the Series : A gl with two of my favourites????? SEATED

The trainee : more than the fact that I'll get to see my pookies offgun in an office romance setting, I'm WAY too excited to see Sea in glasses skdjksjd

Ossan's Love Thailand : I have not watched the Japanese version, I did not know what to expect, and for whatever reason I thought this was going to be a serious drama, especially since it's EarthMix. And the pilot teaser just caught me so off-guard I literally need it NOW😭 it looks SO SO good I cannot wait please.

The Dark Dice : Getting Gemini and Prim in my favourite kind/genre of dramas with dark, mysterious high school setting and games OH I'M SEATED

The Ex Morning : I have a very soft spot for KristSingto, Sotus is one of the earliest BLs I've watched </3 but BUT I'm a sucker for non-toxic second chance romance like our beloved summer!!! AND THIS IS GIVING EXACTLY THAT I'M SO EXCITED

Us the Series : Getting to see two of my wives together AND SING??? Boy already DELIVERED in the pilot teaser itself. The cinematography, chemistry and everything just looks so good

Thame-Po : This looks so fresh and I just know it's going to be so bittersweet and angsty THIS IS FOR ME

Scarlet Heart Thailand : Although I'm sceptical about two of the actors, I'm still so excited about this. I can't believe I get my FourthTu back again 😭

Leap Day : The main cast being so... Random yet so interesting, I'm getting my Dew Gun meal once again after Home School!!! AND PAHN MY GIRL. YES. I'm so excited to see Pond too, he has been so good lately, especially in Dirty laundry (iykyk 😭) I'm VERY intrigued by this let's goooooo

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[queensqueercourt]

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[herosplatling-replica]

if you ask me Ian has a complicated thing going on with his gender but is so busy working on the rhythm defibrillator that he can't really unpack all of that yet. happy miku day

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