Little sneak peek of my new Jake fic, ‘Always A Bridesmaid’ bc why not! (:
Jake Seresin x female Bradshaw!reader
Summary: Bradley tells all the guys at his wedding that his little sister is off limits… But when has Jake ever listened to Rooster?
warnings: none in this sneak peek other than mentions of alcohol/drinking i think, but the full fic will contain smut! 18+ minors dni
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After sharing a dance with your dear Uncle Mav and relinquishing him back into the awaiting arms of Penny, you spend the next half hour moping at the table on your own. Absent-mindedly swirling the straw around in your drink, chin resting in your other hand as you watch the festivities going on around you.
And that’s how Jake finds you.
You were adorable. With your sparkling eyes and your hair pinned up into some intricate up-do that Jake wanted to see undone, a few pieces flowing down and framing your face. The hint of cleavage Jake could see beneath the cowl neckline of that lavender dress that hugged your curves so well as you leaned forward against the table, a slight pout on your lips as you observed everyone having fun on the dancefloor.
Jake could tell that you weren’t having a good time and he knew exactly why.
Little did you know, that earlier that morning while Bradley and his groomsmen were getting ready in a suite separate from the girls, your brother had had a “talk” with all the guys.
Debriefing about last night’s rehearsal dinner, Hangman, Coyote, and Fanboy—all of the single groomsmen—had been discussing a few of Natasha’s bridesmaids that they thought were cute. Especially the maid of honor.
Rooster’s ears had been ringing when he heard them describe you to a T, and Jake could practically see smoke coming out of them as he turned toward his friends, always the overprotective big brother ready to shut them down.
“The maid of honor,” all of the groomsmen turned to look at the mustached groom as he began to speak.
“Is my little sister. And she’s off limits.” At his words and the stern, serious tone of Bradley’s voice, Jake and the others collectively shut up, matching caught-out and shocked expressions on each of their faces.
“I mean it, guys, I don’t wanna see any of you hitting on her. I love you all like my brothers, but I’m not afraid to kick someone’s ass if I see you trying it on with my sister.”
The guys all knew that Rooster wasn’t bluffing. With rushed apologies and confirmations that they’d leave you alone, the tension left the room as they all laughed it off and went about their business getting ready for the ceremony.
With Bradley’s warning in mind, the dagger squad had spent the rest of the day being nice—but not too nice—whenever they spoke to you, and tried to keep their interactions with you to a minimum, so as not to face your older brother’s wrath.
Jake was ready to follow the rules too, it was Bradshaw’s wedding after all. He could hold off on pissing off his best frenemy for one night. At least that was the case, until the reception.
When he saw you sitting all alone, all gorgeous and sulking, Jake knew right then that he had to go talk to you. He knew he was the only one stupid enough—or brave enough, if you ask him—to go against your brother’s wishes, and who was Jake if he wasn’t stirring the pot?
Was it so wrong for him to help a pretty lady have a good time? And you were beautiful, strikingly so, so Jake wouldn’t mind if he got a little something out of it too.
Jake isn’t scared of your brother. Besides, Rooster was far too busy dancing with Phoenix, the newlywed couple far too preoccupied with making heart-eyes at each other to notice him making his way over to you.
Your eyes widen with intrigue as the tall, blonde pilot—Jake, or Hangman as he’d been introduced to you—sidles over to where you’re seated.
God, was he handsome. You sit up a little straighter as he plonks himself down in the chair next to you, a devilish smirk on his lips as he turns toward you.
“What is a pretty little thing like you doing sitting here all on her lonesome?” He inquires, a slight Southern drawl to his voice. Texan, maybe?
“Um… drinking?” Your answer is short, but you’re a bit caught off guard and still annoyed by the fact that all of your attempts at socializing tonight with anyone outside of the few members of your family and Phoenix, had failed.
But now, here was Hangman, going out of his way to talk to you and looking you straight in your eyes. His green gaze intense and leaving you a bit flustered.
Jake glances down to where you’re still toying with the straw in your near-empty glass. With that playful smirk still present on his face, he goes to speak again.
“Well, darlin’, I cannot in good conscience let you drink alone. What are you drinking and how ‘bout I buy you another one?” His question makes you scoff.
“Tequila Sunrise, and it’s an open bar so… no, you can’t buy me a drink.” You roll your eyes at the almost too handsome pilot.
Oh. Pretty and feisty. Jake was going to have a hard time staying away from you.
“Well then, how about I acquire you another one, and because I’m such a nice guy, I’ll even join you?” Jake winked at you and stood, striding towards the bar before you could even answer his question.
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Update: the full story is up now! You can read it here ! <3
Thank you for reading! x
I hope to get the whole thing posted soon, it’s been done for a minute now tbh I've just gotta edit it <3
taglist: @wkndwlff @chaoticassidy @sebsxphia <3
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Headcanon series #14
Bradley and Jake get married.
Pete and Tom get to walk their little Gosling down the aisle and spend the rest of the day bickering about who cried more during the ceremony.
When Jake and Bradley have their first dance as spouses, Pete and Tom are standing among the other guests at the edge of the dance floor and Pete looks up to his husband and whispers "I forgave myself today. For Hop 31. I'll certainly never forget it, but I don't feel like it was my fault any longer, you know? It stopped haunting me. It doesn't feel anymore like I killed him.
Of course I wish they were here in person to witness their boy getting married, but we got to. We got to see him grow up and become our son instead. We had the chance to build a family and we did just that. And because of all that, because of this, because of everything that happend, Bradley is standing here today with, what I'm pretty sure is the love of his life. We were able to give him that, which is everything I ever wanted. To make things right. And I think I did that. We did that."
Tom tears up and embraces Pete in a firm hug and presses a kiss to his forehead before holding out his hand for Pete to take for the next dance.
In the end its Bradley who cries the most because Tom later tells him the short version of what Pete said and Bradley makes sure to hug Pete extra tight before he and Jake get off to their honeymoon.
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Congrats on 700, Fern! You deserve it! your works are wonderful just like you!
If you are still taking requests, I would love a lavender mood board similar to my blog color (#AAA8D4)! Either with RotS!Anakin or the beautiful Jake "Hangman" Seresin. Go nuts & have fun with it!
Please & thank you! I love you so much!
“Damn… I don’t think he’s looked away from her since they said ‘I do’.” / “Can you blame him?”
You did say go nuts… so I figured a wedding dripping with old money glamor was the way to go for our darling Jake. Most women want a man like him for the wealth, but not you, you saw through his facade and found a heart of gold waiting for you on the other side. I honestly adore this board so much, thank you for participating and thank you so much for celebrating with me!
You can find all of the completed moodboards here!
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