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Since a friend of mine told me the links in my bio don't work, here they are:
My masterlist
My tag list sign up sheet
Thank you for your attention, I hope you have fun on my blog!! 💛✨
I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x adult!Mitchell-Benjamin!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: allusions to smut, this is not proofread
Dating an aviator hadn’t really been in the cards for you, because your dad was one.
While Maverick wasn't around often because your parents were amicably separated he was pretty much everything you didn't want in a man.
It was mean to say, you obviously loved your dad, but you didn't like the way he behaved around women.
He was a lady’s man and generally boastful when spending time with women, that's what you had found out from your mom's stories and his behavior near you when other women were around.
It wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't what you wanted either.
When Bob Floyd came around the Hard Deck where you mom worked you were entirely taken by him, because he was everything you did want in a man.
Bob was gentle, kind, calm and thoughtful for the right reasons, which was why you liked him so much.
You met while you were hanging out with your mom but you soon left the bar to sit somewhere a little further away from your relative.
While Bob knew you and Penny were familiar it wasn't clear to him that she was your mom, or who was your dad either.
It wasn't that you didn't want to tell him but you were scared that he’d opt out, which given your mom's and dad’s characters you would have understood.
You didn't want to scare Bob, and you felt like you were right not to tell him about your dad being his instructor.
You spent more and more time together and when one thing led to another you became a couple, unbeknownst to your parents.
You did tell them that you were seeing someone but because you had made it clear that most aviators weren't for you they didn't suspect one, leaving you be and enjoy the beginnings of your relationship in peace.
You were an adult with your own apartment near base, which came greatly in handy when Bob and you wanted alone time.
After a specifically good lunch date on a Saturday you found yourself wrapped up in Bob’s arms on the couch of your apartment, with your hands roaming each others’ bodies.
You were so caught up in the sensation of Bob on top of you with his hand finding its way to open your jeans that you didn't hear the front door opening.
Of course your parents had keys to your place and you had talked to your dad about watching a game together in the afternoon, but you were spending time with Bob so time flew by.
That meant that you might have forgotten about it.
“I hope you're ready kid, I brought the jalapeno poppers you like so much”, you heard your dad's voice and your eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Instinct took over as you disgracefully shoved Bob off of you, and he landed on the floor next to you with an unharmonious thud.
The back of the couch was facing the door so you had a quick second to close the button on the jeans Bob had skillfully managed to open before looking up and seeing a frozen Maverick looking back at you.
He was holding grocery bags in his hands and you were grateful he didn't drop them at the sight of your and Bob’s disheveled appearance.
You knew that Bob’s hair was sticking in all directions and his glasses were slightly fogged up, which certainly wasn't a good first impression on your dad.
You were just lucky Maverick knew Bob already.
Your dad took a second before he reacted, and his first action was to close the door of your apartment carefully.
“I… dad… I'm sorry, I forgot”, you stuttered, but he wasn't even looking at you anymore.
You swallowed harshly as you waited for a reaction.
“If I had known we would have company I would have bought more snacks”, Maverick deadpanned.
After a moment of mutual silence you turned to look at Bob, knowing that you had messed up royally.
“Dad?”, he asked incredulously, and you winced in discomfort.
“It's… yeah… well it's not an easy conversation to have”, you tried to defend yourself, which you knew Bob understood.
“Yeah no, not preparing either party for this situation was definitely the better option”, your dad's voice dripped with sarcasm, which was why he received an annoyed glare from you.
He came further into the room and put the grocery bags next to you on the couch, examining Bob who was still sitting on the floor uneasily.
“You like football, Floyd?”, he asked.
After preparing snacks and drinks and sitting down for the game you found yourself sandwiched between your dad and boyfriend, all still a little bit in shock.
When Bob’s eyes found yours he spoke up again, his voice still a little shaky.
“I still can't believe you're Maverick's kid”, he said softly, but your dad heard either way.
“It’ll be fun when he finds out who your mom is”, your dad chuckled, and it was time to send Bob yet another apologetic look.
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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x adult!Mitchell-Benjamin!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: allusions to smut, this is not proofread
Dating an aviator hadn’t really been in the cards for you, because your dad was one.
While Maverick wasn't around often because your parents were amicably separated he was pretty much everything you didn't want in a man.
It was mean to say, you obviously loved your dad, but you didn't like the way he behaved around women.
He was a lady’s man and generally boastful when spending time with women, that's what you had found out from your mom's stories and his behavior near you when other women were around.
It wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't what you wanted either.
When Bob Floyd came around the Hard Deck where you mom worked you were entirely taken by him, because he was everything you did want in a man.
Bob was gentle, kind, calm and thoughtful for the right reasons, which was why you liked him so much.
You met while you were hanging out with your mom but you soon left the bar to sit somewhere a little further away from your relative.
While Bob knew you and Penny were familiar it wasn't clear to him that she was your mom, or who was your dad either.
It wasn't that you didn't want to tell him but you were scared that he’d opt out, which given your mom's and dad’s characters you would have understood.
You didn't want to scare Bob, and you felt like you were right not to tell him about your dad being his instructor.
You spent more and more time together and when one thing led to another you became a couple, unbeknownst to your parents.
You did tell them that you were seeing someone but because you had made it clear that most aviators weren't for you they didn't suspect one, leaving you be and enjoy the beginnings of your relationship in peace.
You were an adult with your own apartment near base, which came greatly in handy when Bob and you wanted alone time.
After a specifically good lunch date on a Saturday you found yourself wrapped up in Bob’s arms on the couch of your apartment, with your hands roaming each others’ bodies.
You were so caught up in the sensation of Bob on top of you with his hand finding its way to open your jeans that you didn't hear the front door opening.
Of course your parents had keys to your place and you had talked to your dad about watching a game together in the afternoon, but you were spending time with Bob so time flew by.
That meant that you might have forgotten about it.
“I hope you're ready kid, I brought the jalapeno poppers you like so much”, you heard your dad's voice and your eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Instinct took over as you disgracefully shoved Bob off of you, and he landed on the floor next to you with an unharmonious thud.
The back of the couch was facing the door so you had a quick second to close the button on the jeans Bob had skillfully managed to open before looking up and seeing a frozen Maverick looking back at you.
He was holding grocery bags in his hands and you were grateful he didn't drop them at the sight of your and Bob’s disheveled appearance.
You knew that Bob’s hair was sticking in all directions and his glasses were slightly fogged up, which certainly wasn't a good first impression on your dad.
You were just lucky Maverick knew Bob already.
Your dad took a second before he reacted, and his first action was to close the door of your apartment carefully.
“I… dad… I'm sorry, I forgot”, you stuttered, but he wasn't even looking at you anymore.
You swallowed harshly as you waited for a reaction.
“If I had known we would have company I would have bought more snacks”, Maverick deadpanned.
After a moment of mutual silence you turned to look at Bob, knowing that you had messed up royally.
“Dad?”, he asked incredulously, and you winced in discomfort.
“It's… yeah… well it's not an easy conversation to have”, you tried to defend yourself, which you knew Bob understood.
“Yeah no, not preparing either party for this situation was definitely the better option”, your dad's voice dripped with sarcasm, which was why he received an annoyed glare from you.
He came further into the room and put the grocery bags next to you on the couch, examining Bob who was still sitting on the floor uneasily.
“You like football, Floyd?”, he asked.
After preparing snacks and drinks and sitting down for the game you found yourself sandwiched between your dad and boyfriend, all still a little bit in shock.
When Bob’s eyes found yours he spoke up again, his voice still a little shaky.
“I still can't believe you're Maverick's kid”, he said softly, but your dad heard either way.
“It’ll be fun when he finds out who your mom is”, your dad chuckled, and it was time to send Bob yet another apologetic look.
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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x adult!Mitchell-Benjamin!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: allusions to smut, this is not proofread
Dating an aviator hadn’t really been in the cards for you, because your dad was one.
While Maverick wasn't around often because your parents were amicably separated he was pretty much everything you didn't want in a man.
It was mean to say, you obviously loved your dad, but you didn't like the way he behaved around women.
He was a lady’s man and generally boastful when spending time with women, that's what you had found out from your mom's stories and his behavior near you when other women were around.
It wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't what you wanted either.
When Bob Floyd came around the Hard Deck where you mom worked you were entirely taken by him, because he was everything you did want in a man.
Bob was gentle, kind, calm and thoughtful for the right reasons, which was why you liked him so much.
You met while you were hanging out with your mom but you soon left the bar to sit somewhere a little further away from your relative.
While Bob knew you and Penny were familiar it wasn't clear to him that she was your mom, or who was your dad either.
It wasn't that you didn't want to tell him but you were scared that he’d opt out, which given your mom's and dad’s characters you would have understood.
You didn't want to scare Bob, and you felt like you were right not to tell him about your dad being his instructor.
You spent more and more time together and when one thing led to another you became a couple, unbeknownst to your parents.
You did tell them that you were seeing someone but because you had made it clear that most aviators weren't for you they didn't suspect one, leaving you be and enjoy the beginnings of your relationship in peace.
You were an adult with your own apartment near base, which came greatly in handy when Bob and you wanted alone time.
After a specifically good lunch date on a Saturday you found yourself wrapped up in Bob’s arms on the couch of your apartment, with your hands roaming each others’ bodies.
You were so caught up in the sensation of Bob on top of you with his hand finding its way to open your jeans that you didn't hear the front door opening.
Of course your parents had keys to your place and you had talked to your dad about watching a game together in the afternoon, but you were spending time with Bob so time flew by.
That meant that you might have forgotten about it.
“I hope you're ready kid, I brought the jalapeno poppers you like so much”, you heard your dad's voice and your eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Instinct took over as you disgracefully shoved Bob off of you, and he landed on the floor next to you with an unharmonious thud.
The back of the couch was facing the door so you had a quick second to close the button on the jeans Bob had skillfully managed to open before looking up and seeing a frozen Maverick looking back at you.
He was holding grocery bags in his hands and you were grateful he didn't drop them at the sight of your and Bob’s disheveled appearance.
You knew that Bob’s hair was sticking in all directions and his glasses were slightly fogged up, which certainly wasn't a good first impression on your dad.
You were just lucky Maverick knew Bob already.
Your dad took a second before he reacted, and his first action was to close the door of your apartment carefully.
“I… dad… I'm sorry, I forgot”, you stuttered, but he wasn't even looking at you anymore.
You swallowed harshly as you waited for a reaction.
“If I had known we would have company I would have bought more snacks”, Maverick deadpanned.
After a moment of mutual silence you turned to look at Bob, knowing that you had messed up royally.
“Dad?”, he asked incredulously, and you winced in discomfort.
“It's… yeah… well it's not an easy conversation to have”, you tried to defend yourself, which you knew Bob understood.
“Yeah no, not preparing either party for this situation was definitely the better option”, your dad's voice dripped with sarcasm, which was why he received an annoyed glare from you.
He came further into the room and put the grocery bags next to you on the couch, examining Bob who was still sitting on the floor uneasily.
“You like football, Floyd?”, he asked.
After preparing snacks and drinks and sitting down for the game you found yourself sandwiched between your dad and boyfriend, all still a little bit in shock.
When Bob’s eyes found yours he spoke up again, his voice still a little shaky.
“I still can't believe you're Maverick's kid”, he said softly, but your dad heard either way.
“It’ll be fun when he finds out who your mom is”, your dad chuckled, and it was time to send Bob yet another apologetic look.
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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x adult!Mitchell-Benjamin!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: allusions to smut, this is not proofread
Dating an aviator hadn’t really been in the cards for you, because your dad was one.
While Maverick wasn't around often because your parents were amicably separated he was pretty much everything you didn't want in a man.
It was mean to say, you obviously loved your dad, but you didn't like the way he behaved around women.
He was a lady’s man and generally boastful when spending time with women, that's what you had found out from your mom's stories and his behavior near you when other women were around.
It wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't what you wanted either.
When Bob Floyd came around the Hard Deck where you mom worked you were entirely taken by him, because he was everything you did want in a man.
Bob was gentle, kind, calm and thoughtful for the right reasons, which was why you liked him so much.
You met while you were hanging out with your mom but you soon left the bar to sit somewhere a little further away from your relative.
While Bob knew you and Penny were familiar it wasn't clear to him that she was your mom, or who was your dad either.
It wasn't that you didn't want to tell him but you were scared that he’d opt out, which given your mom's and dad’s characters you would have understood.
You didn't want to scare Bob, and you felt like you were right not to tell him about your dad being his instructor.
You spent more and more time together and when one thing led to another you became a couple, unbeknownst to your parents.
You did tell them that you were seeing someone but because you had made it clear that most aviators weren't for you they didn't suspect one, leaving you be and enjoy the beginnings of your relationship in peace.
You were an adult with your own apartment near base, which came greatly in handy when Bob and you wanted alone time.
After a specifically good lunch date on a Saturday you found yourself wrapped up in Bob’s arms on the couch of your apartment, with your hands roaming each others’ bodies.
You were so caught up in the sensation of Bob on top of you with his hand finding its way to open your jeans that you didn't hear the front door opening.
Of course your parents had keys to your place and you had talked to your dad about watching a game together in the afternoon, but you were spending time with Bob so time flew by.
That meant that you might have forgotten about it.
“I hope you're ready kid, I brought the jalapeno poppers you like so much”, you heard your dad's voice and your eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Instinct took over as you disgracefully shoved Bob off of you, and he landed on the floor next to you with an unharmonious thud.
The back of the couch was facing the door so you had a quick second to close the button on the jeans Bob had skillfully managed to open before looking up and seeing a frozen Maverick looking back at you.
He was holding grocery bags in his hands and you were grateful he didn't drop them at the sight of your and Bob’s disheveled appearance.
You knew that Bob’s hair was sticking in all directions and his glasses were slightly fogged up, which certainly wasn't a good first impression on your dad.
You were just lucky Maverick knew Bob already.
Your dad took a second before he reacted, and his first action was to close the door of your apartment carefully.
“I… dad… I'm sorry, I forgot”, you stuttered, but he wasn't even looking at you anymore.
You swallowed harshly as you waited for a reaction.
“If I had known we would have company I would have bought more snacks”, Maverick deadpanned.
After a moment of mutual silence you turned to look at Bob, knowing that you had messed up royally.
“Dad?”, he asked incredulously, and you winced in discomfort.
“It's… yeah… well it's not an easy conversation to have”, you tried to defend yourself, which you knew Bob understood.
“Yeah no, not preparing either party for this situation was definitely the better option”, your dad's voice dripped with sarcasm, which was why he received an annoyed glare from you.
He came further into the room and put the grocery bags next to you on the couch, examining Bob who was still sitting on the floor uneasily.
“You like football, Floyd?”, he asked.
After preparing snacks and drinks and sitting down for the game you found yourself sandwiched between your dad and boyfriend, all still a little bit in shock.
When Bob’s eyes found yours he spoke up again, his voice still a little shaky.
“I still can't believe you're Maverick's kid”, he said softly, but your dad heard either way.
“It’ll be fun when he finds out who your mom is”, your dad chuckled, and it was time to send Bob yet another apologetic look.
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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x adult!Mitchell-Benjamin!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: allusions to smut, this is not proofread
Dating an aviator hadn’t really been in the cards for you, because your dad was one.
While Maverick wasn't around often because your parents were amicably separated he was pretty much everything you didn't want in a man.
It was mean to say, you obviously loved your dad, but you didn't like the way he behaved around women.
He was a lady’s man and generally boastful when spending time with women, that's what you had found out from your mom's stories and his behavior near you when other women were around.
It wasn't terrible, but it just wasn't what you wanted either.
When Bob Floyd came around the Hard Deck where you mom worked you were entirely taken by him, because he was everything you did want in a man.
Bob was gentle, kind, calm and thoughtful for the right reasons, which was why you liked him so much.
You met while you were hanging out with your mom but you soon left the bar to sit somewhere a little further away from your relative.
While Bob knew you and Penny were familiar it wasn't clear to him that she was your mom, or who was your dad either.
It wasn't that you didn't want to tell him but you were scared that he’d opt out, which given your mom's and dad’s characters you would have understood.
You didn't want to scare Bob, and you felt like you were right not to tell him about your dad being his instructor.
You spent more and more time together and when one thing led to another you became a couple, unbeknownst to your parents.
You did tell them that you were seeing someone but because you had made it clear that most aviators weren't for you they didn't suspect one, leaving you be and enjoy the beginnings of your relationship in peace.
You were an adult with your own apartment near base, which came greatly in handy when Bob and you wanted alone time.
After a specifically good lunch date on a Saturday you found yourself wrapped up in Bob’s arms on the couch of your apartment, with your hands roaming each others’ bodies.
You were so caught up in the sensation of Bob on top of you with his hand finding its way to open your jeans that you didn't hear the front door opening.
Of course your parents had keys to your place and you had talked to your dad about watching a game together in the afternoon, but you were spending time with Bob so time flew by.
That meant that you might have forgotten about it.
“I hope you're ready kid, I brought the jalapeno poppers you like so much”, you heard your dad's voice and your eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Instinct took over as you disgracefully shoved Bob off of you, and he landed on the floor next to you with an unharmonious thud.
The back of the couch was facing the door so you had a quick second to close the button on the jeans Bob had skillfully managed to open before looking up and seeing a frozen Maverick looking back at you.
He was holding grocery bags in his hands and you were grateful he didn't drop them at the sight of your and Bob’s disheveled appearance.
You knew that Bob’s hair was sticking in all directions and his glasses were slightly fogged up, which certainly wasn't a good first impression on your dad.
You were just lucky Maverick knew Bob already.
Your dad took a second before he reacted, and his first action was to close the door of your apartment carefully.
“I… dad… I'm sorry, I forgot”, you stuttered, but he wasn't even looking at you anymore.
You swallowed harshly as you waited for a reaction.
“If I had known we would have company I would have bought more snacks”, Maverick deadpanned.
After a moment of mutual silence you turned to look at Bob, knowing that you had messed up royally.
“Dad?”, he asked incredulously, and you winced in discomfort.
“It's… yeah… well it's not an easy conversation to have”, you tried to defend yourself, which you knew Bob understood.
“Yeah no, not preparing either party for this situation was definitely the better option”, your dad's voice dripped with sarcasm, which was why he received an annoyed glare from you.
He came further into the room and put the grocery bags next to you on the couch, examining Bob who was still sitting on the floor uneasily.
“You like football, Floyd?”, he asked.
After preparing snacks and drinks and sitting down for the game you found yourself sandwiched between your dad and boyfriend, all still a little bit in shock.
When Bob’s eyes found yours he spoke up again, his voice still a little shaky.
“I still can't believe you're Maverick's kid”, he said softly, but your dad heard either way.
“It’ll be fun when he finds out who your mom is”, your dad chuckled, and it was time to send Bob yet another apologetic look.
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It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: longing? Otherwise none
If there was one thing that made you happy it was seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw sing at the Hard Deck.
While you hadn't talked to Bradley often you had exchanged words of greeting occasionally, and you saw him almost every time you went to the Hard Deck.
Bradley was a popular guy at the bar, almost everyone knew him and his friends.
He was kind and funny and the center of attention, which were only a few reasons why you had a crush on him.
You hadn't talked much but you saw each other often, and if you were honest it was mostly because you sought his company but were too shy to speak to him.
Bradley wasn't shy at all which was admirable, you were entirely baffled by his bravery, because Bradley even looked for attention.
It wasn't too much but he occasionally raised his voice or even went to play piano for the crowd, which you simply loved to hear.
He had a beautiful voice and depending on how far away you loved to watch his fingers dance, not allowing yourself to think of what else they might be able to do.
You had gotten used to hang out at the Hard Deck on your own on evenings where Bradley was there.
You usually nursed on a few beers and watched the crowd and Bradley before calling it a night, and an especially good one if Bradley gave you one of his signature grins to acknowledge your presence.
One afternoon you chose to spend some time with a book at the beach, and were delighted to see your group of aviators playing football.
You had talked to others as well, Jake had flirted with you and Nat and Bob regularly talked to you.
All of them were caught up in their game and you tried to focus on your book, but were severely distracted.
The aviators were impressive but Bradley was breathtaking, his abs glistening and his grin blinding to you.
He took most of your attention away from your book as he moved over the sand ball in hand, all you could do was stare blankly at him.
The sun shone in his back, showing you his silhouette and making his skin glow, effectively captivating you.
It was one of these moments when Bradley caught your gaze, sending you a wink as he realized you were staring at him in particular.
You blushed even further in the heat of the sun and lowered your gaze, trying to fight the embarrassment you were feeling being caught by him.
You didn't dare to lift your eyes again, until you felt a shadow fall on you that alerted you to someone's presence.
Looking up you found none other than Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw standing in front of you, his grin proud and charming.
“You're not very talkative, are you?” He asked, and you were too dumbfounded to reply.
“I…”, you tried to reply, but Bradley continued.
“Let me take you on a date and see if we can change that”, he suggested, which left you even more speechless.
Your heartbeat was erratic and all you managed to do was nod.
“Great. Can I give you my number?” He asked, and you hurriedly reached for your phone.
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I wrote this for @nonscathingbullets I hope you like it!
It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: longing? Otherwise none
If there was one thing that made you happy it was seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw sing at the Hard Deck.
While you hadn't talked to Bradley often you had exchanged words of greeting occasionally, and you saw him almost every time you went to the Hard Deck.
Bradley was a popular guy at the bar, almost everyone knew him and his friends.
He was kind and funny and the center of attention, which were only a few reasons why you had a crush on him.
You hadn't talked much but you saw each other often, and if you were honest it was mostly because you sought his company but were too shy to speak to him.
Bradley wasn't shy at all which was admirable, you were entirely baffled by his bravery, because Bradley even looked for attention.
It wasn't too much but he occasionally raised his voice or even went to play piano for the crowd, which you simply loved to hear.
He had a beautiful voice and depending on how far away you loved to watch his fingers dance, not allowing yourself to think of what else they might be able to do.
You had gotten used to hang out at the Hard Deck on your own on evenings where Bradley was there.
You usually nursed on a few beers and watched the crowd and Bradley before calling it a night, and an especially good one if Bradley gave you one of his signature grins to acknowledge your presence.
One afternoon you chose to spend some time with a book at the beach, and were delighted to see your group of aviators playing football.
You had talked to others as well, Jake had flirted with you and Nat and Bob regularly talked to you.
All of them were caught up in their game and you tried to focus on your book, but were severely distracted.
The aviators were impressive but Bradley was breathtaking, his abs glistening and his grin blinding to you.
He took most of your attention away from your book as he moved over the sand ball in hand, all you could do was stare blankly at him.
The sun shone in his back, showing you his silhouette and making his skin glow, effectively captivating you.
It was one of these moments when Bradley caught your gaze, sending you a wink as he realized you were staring at him in particular.
You blushed even further in the heat of the sun and lowered your gaze, trying to fight the embarrassment you were feeling being caught by him.
You didn't dare to lift your eyes again, until you felt a shadow fall on you that alerted you to someone's presence.
Looking up you found none other than Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw standing in front of you, his grin proud and charming.
“You're not very talkative, are you?” He asked, and you were too dumbfounded to reply.
“I…”, you tried to reply, but Bradley continued.
“Let me take you on a date and see if we can change that”, he suggested, which left you even more speechless.
Your heartbeat was erratic and all you managed to do was nod.
“Great. Can I give you my number?” He asked, and you hurriedly reached for your phone.
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I wrote this for @nonscathingbullets I hope you like it!
It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: longing? Otherwise none
If there was one thing that made you happy it was seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw sing at the Hard Deck.
While you hadn't talked to Bradley often you had exchanged words of greeting occasionally, and you saw him almost every time you went to the Hard Deck.
Bradley was a popular guy at the bar, almost everyone knew him and his friends.
He was kind and funny and the center of attention, which were only a few reasons why you had a crush on him.
You hadn't talked much but you saw each other often, and if you were honest it was mostly because you sought his company but were too shy to speak to him.
Bradley wasn't shy at all which was admirable, you were entirely baffled by his bravery, because Bradley even looked for attention.
It wasn't too much but he occasionally raised his voice or even went to play piano for the crowd, which you simply loved to hear.
He had a beautiful voice and depending on how far away you loved to watch his fingers dance, not allowing yourself to think of what else they might be able to do.
You had gotten used to hang out at the Hard Deck on your own on evenings where Bradley was there.
You usually nursed on a few beers and watched the crowd and Bradley before calling it a night, and an especially good one if Bradley gave you one of his signature grins to acknowledge your presence.
One afternoon you chose to spend some time with a book at the beach, and were delighted to see your group of aviators playing football.
You had talked to others as well, Jake had flirted with you and Nat and Bob regularly talked to you.
All of them were caught up in their game and you tried to focus on your book, but were severely distracted.
The aviators were impressive but Bradley was breathtaking, his abs glistening and his grin blinding to you.
He took most of your attention away from your book as he moved over the sand ball in hand, all you could do was stare blankly at him.
The sun shone in his back, showing you his silhouette and making his skin glow, effectively captivating you.
It was one of these moments when Bradley caught your gaze, sending you a wink as he realized you were staring at him in particular.
You blushed even further in the heat of the sun and lowered your gaze, trying to fight the embarrassment you were feeling being caught by him.
You didn't dare to lift your eyes again, until you felt a shadow fall on you that alerted you to someone's presence.
Looking up you found none other than Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw standing in front of you, his grin proud and charming.
“You're not very talkative, are you?” He asked, and you were too dumbfounded to reply.
“I…”, you tried to reply, but Bradley continued.
“Let me take you on a date and see if we can change that”, he suggested, which left you even more speechless.
Your heartbeat was erratic and all you managed to do was nod.
“Great. Can I give you my number?” He asked, and you hurriedly reached for your phone.
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I wrote this for @nonscathingbullets I hope you like it!
It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: longing? Otherwise none
If there was one thing that made you happy it was seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw sing at the Hard Deck.
While you hadn't talked to Bradley often you had exchanged words of greeting occasionally, and you saw him almost every time you went to the Hard Deck.
Bradley was a popular guy at the bar, almost everyone knew him and his friends.
He was kind and funny and the center of attention, which were only a few reasons why you had a crush on him.
You hadn't talked much but you saw each other often, and if you were honest it was mostly because you sought his company but were too shy to speak to him.
Bradley wasn't shy at all which was admirable, you were entirely baffled by his bravery, because Bradley even looked for attention.
It wasn't too much but he occasionally raised his voice or even went to play piano for the crowd, which you simply loved to hear.
He had a beautiful voice and depending on how far away you loved to watch his fingers dance, not allowing yourself to think of what else they might be able to do.
You had gotten used to hang out at the Hard Deck on your own on evenings where Bradley was there.
You usually nursed on a few beers and watched the crowd and Bradley before calling it a night, and an especially good one if Bradley gave you one of his signature grins to acknowledge your presence.
One afternoon you chose to spend some time with a book at the beach, and were delighted to see your group of aviators playing football.
You had talked to others as well, Jake had flirted with you and Nat and Bob regularly talked to you.
All of them were caught up in their game and you tried to focus on your book, but were severely distracted.
The aviators were impressive but Bradley was breathtaking, his abs glistening and his grin blinding to you.
He took most of your attention away from your book as he moved over the sand ball in hand, all you could do was stare blankly at him.
The sun shone in his back, showing you his silhouette and making his skin glow, effectively captivating you.
It was one of these moments when Bradley caught your gaze, sending you a wink as he realized you were staring at him in particular.
You blushed even further in the heat of the sun and lowered your gaze, trying to fight the embarrassment you were feeling being caught by him.
You didn't dare to lift your eyes again, until you felt a shadow fall on you that alerted you to someone's presence.
Looking up you found none other than Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw standing in front of you, his grin proud and charming.
“You're not very talkative, are you?” He asked, and you were too dumbfounded to reply.
“I…”, you tried to reply, but Bradley continued.
“Let me take you on a date and see if we can change that”, he suggested, which left you even more speechless.
Your heartbeat was erratic and all you managed to do was nod.
“Great. Can I give you my number?” He asked, and you hurriedly reached for your phone.
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I wrote this for @nonscathingbullets I hope you like it!
It is a Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x shy!gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: longing? Otherwise none
If there was one thing that made you happy it was seeing Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw sing at the Hard Deck.
While you hadn't talked to Bradley often you had exchanged words of greeting occasionally, and you saw him almost every time you went to the Hard Deck.
Bradley was a popular guy at the bar, almost everyone knew him and his friends.
He was kind and funny and the center of attention, which were only a few reasons why you had a crush on him.
You hadn't talked much but you saw each other often, and if you were honest it was mostly because you sought his company but were too shy to speak to him.
Bradley wasn't shy at all which was admirable, you were entirely baffled by his bravery, because Bradley even looked for attention.
It wasn't too much but he occasionally raised his voice or even went to play piano for the crowd, which you simply loved to hear.
He had a beautiful voice and depending on how far away you loved to watch his fingers dance, not allowing yourself to think of what else they might be able to do.
You had gotten used to hang out at the Hard Deck on your own on evenings where Bradley was there.
You usually nursed on a few beers and watched the crowd and Bradley before calling it a night, and an especially good one if Bradley gave you one of his signature grins to acknowledge your presence.
One afternoon you chose to spend some time with a book at the beach, and were delighted to see your group of aviators playing football.
You had talked to others as well, Jake had flirted with you and Nat and Bob regularly talked to you.
All of them were caught up in their game and you tried to focus on your book, but were severely distracted.
The aviators were impressive but Bradley was breathtaking, his abs glistening and his grin blinding to you.
He took most of your attention away from your book as he moved over the sand ball in hand, all you could do was stare blankly at him.
The sun shone in his back, showing you his silhouette and making his skin glow, effectively captivating you.
It was one of these moments when Bradley caught your gaze, sending you a wink as he realized you were staring at him in particular.
You blushed even further in the heat of the sun and lowered your gaze, trying to fight the embarrassment you were feeling being caught by him.
You didn't dare to lift your eyes again, until you felt a shadow fall on you that alerted you to someone's presence.
Looking up you found none other than Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw standing in front of you, his grin proud and charming.
“You're not very talkative, are you?” He asked, and you were too dumbfounded to reply.
“I…”, you tried to reply, but Bradley continued.
“Let me take you on a date and see if we can change that”, he suggested, which left you even more speechless.
Your heartbeat was erratic and all you managed to do was nod.
“Great. Can I give you my number?” He asked, and you hurriedly reached for your phone.
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I wrote this for @fandom-princess-forevermore I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: none
You loved the way your boyfriend, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd smelled.
It wasn't love to a weird amount, you didn't sniff him any chance you got or anything, but you cherished the way his scent enveloped you whenever he was around.
It felt like all your anxieties left your body and you could just breathe with him.
Mostly that happened when Bob came home from work, because he worked longer hours and got up earlier than you did for work.
While you tried your best to distribute household work evenly between you you were stuck with the laundry most of the time, which you had gotten accustomed to.
You had even gotten good at washing Bob’s uniforms, which had taken some time to figure out.
Bob usually switched between several identical uniforms so you got one of the same ones for the laundry each evening, ones that smelled so much like him that you were almost happy to receive them.
When Bob went away for work one day in spring you had miraculously gotten a day off, which translated to spring cleaning in your book.
After vacuuming and cleaning what felt like your entire house your eyes went through your window to your front yard.
It wasn't a mess but you had been neglecting your beautiful plants, so an idea struck you.
While you had been wearing a specific pair of clothes that you usually wore that could get dirty they were sweaty from all the house work, and it was too chilly outside to go out there without a risk of a cold.
After going through your wardrobe and not finding any clothes that could be dirtied like that you settled in the laundry room, finding Bob’s flight suit in the laundry basket.
He had given it to you to clean, but you really wondered whether you could use it for your gardening adventure as well.
The moment you took it in your hands Bob’s scent enveloped you, which to you sealed the deal.
You slipped out of your clothes and into his work uniform, zipping it up to get to work.
It wasn't entirely a good look for you, it was baggy in some places while others filled out pretty well, but it was comfortable and the perfect outfit for a little gardening work.
Time flew by as you tended to your favorite flowers and shrubs, until the sun was already going down.
You were just putting your tools away and dusting off your clothes at the knees when you heard a car stopping in front of the garage.
Turning, you found Bob stepping out of the car, a smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.
You returned it wholeheartedly and moved to hug him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Bob wrapped his arms around you on instinct and he kept you pressed against him, his face lowering to your height.
“What are you wearing, baby?” He asked you, and you had to look down to see what he was talking about.
Amusement rushed over you and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, realizing that you hadn't managed to change before he got home.
“I’m sorry, I was gardening and had nothing to wear”, you blushed, but Bob simply kept looking at you, his eyes raking over your body as he held you at arm’s length.
The heat in your cheeks got impossibly warmer as Bob kept wordlessly staring at you.
His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a beautiful pink and he couldn't find words to describe what he was feeling.
The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and you saw his eyebrows knit together behind his glasses before he knew what to say.
“You’ll be wearing that again”, he ordered but it sounded more like a plea.
You chuckled and pecked his lips before nodding, turning to get back into the house with Bob eagerly following suit.
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I wrote this for @fandom-princess-forevermore I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: none
You loved the way your boyfriend, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd smelled.
It wasn't love to a weird amount, you didn't sniff him any chance you got or anything, but you cherished the way his scent enveloped you whenever he was around.
It felt like all your anxieties left your body and you could just breathe with him.
Mostly that happened when Bob came home from work, because he worked longer hours and got up earlier than you did for work.
While you tried your best to distribute household work evenly between you you were stuck with the laundry most of the time, which you had gotten accustomed to.
You had even gotten good at washing Bob’s uniforms, which had taken some time to figure out.
Bob usually switched between several identical uniforms so you got one of the same ones for the laundry each evening, ones that smelled so much like him that you were almost happy to receive them.
When Bob went away for work one day in spring you had miraculously gotten a day off, which translated to spring cleaning in your book.
After vacuuming and cleaning what felt like your entire house your eyes went through your window to your front yard.
It wasn't a mess but you had been neglecting your beautiful plants, so an idea struck you.
While you had been wearing a specific pair of clothes that you usually wore that could get dirty they were sweaty from all the house work, and it was too chilly outside to go out there without a risk of a cold.
After going through your wardrobe and not finding any clothes that could be dirtied like that you settled in the laundry room, finding Bob’s flight suit in the laundry basket.
He had given it to you to clean, but you really wondered whether you could use it for your gardening adventure as well.
The moment you took it in your hands Bob’s scent enveloped you, which to you sealed the deal.
You slipped out of your clothes and into his work uniform, zipping it up to get to work.
It wasn't entirely a good look for you, it was baggy in some places while others filled out pretty well, but it was comfortable and the perfect outfit for a little gardening work.
Time flew by as you tended to your favorite flowers and shrubs, until the sun was already going down.
You were just putting your tools away and dusting off your clothes at the knees when you heard a car stopping in front of the garage.
Turning, you found Bob stepping out of the car, a smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.
You returned it wholeheartedly and moved to hug him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Bob wrapped his arms around you on instinct and he kept you pressed against him, his face lowering to your height.
“What are you wearing, baby?” He asked you, and you had to look down to see what he was talking about.
Amusement rushed over you and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, realizing that you hadn't managed to change before he got home.
“I’m sorry, I was gardening and had nothing to wear”, you blushed, but Bob simply kept looking at you, his eyes raking over your body as he held you at arm’s length.
The heat in your cheeks got impossibly warmer as Bob kept wordlessly staring at you.
His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a beautiful pink and he couldn't find words to describe what he was feeling.
The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and you saw his eyebrows knit together behind his glasses before he knew what to say.
“You’ll be wearing that again”, he ordered but it sounded more like a plea.
You chuckled and pecked his lips before nodding, turning to get back into the house with Bob eagerly following suit.
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I wrote this for @fandom-princess-forevermore I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: none
You loved the way your boyfriend, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd smelled.
It wasn't love to a weird amount, you didn't sniff him any chance you got or anything, but you cherished the way his scent enveloped you whenever he was around.
It felt like all your anxieties left your body and you could just breathe with him.
Mostly that happened when Bob came home from work, because he worked longer hours and got up earlier than you did for work.
While you tried your best to distribute household work evenly between you you were stuck with the laundry most of the time, which you had gotten accustomed to.
You had even gotten good at washing Bob’s uniforms, which had taken some time to figure out.
Bob usually switched between several identical uniforms so you got one of the same ones for the laundry each evening, ones that smelled so much like him that you were almost happy to receive them.
When Bob went away for work one day in spring you had miraculously gotten a day off, which translated to spring cleaning in your book.
After vacuuming and cleaning what felt like your entire house your eyes went through your window to your front yard.
It wasn't a mess but you had been neglecting your beautiful plants, so an idea struck you.
While you had been wearing a specific pair of clothes that you usually wore that could get dirty they were sweaty from all the house work, and it was too chilly outside to go out there without a risk of a cold.
After going through your wardrobe and not finding any clothes that could be dirtied like that you settled in the laundry room, finding Bob’s flight suit in the laundry basket.
He had given it to you to clean, but you really wondered whether you could use it for your gardening adventure as well.
The moment you took it in your hands Bob’s scent enveloped you, which to you sealed the deal.
You slipped out of your clothes and into his work uniform, zipping it up to get to work.
It wasn't entirely a good look for you, it was baggy in some places while others filled out pretty well, but it was comfortable and the perfect outfit for a little gardening work.
Time flew by as you tended to your favorite flowers and shrubs, until the sun was already going down.
You were just putting your tools away and dusting off your clothes at the knees when you heard a car stopping in front of the garage.
Turning, you found Bob stepping out of the car, a smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.
You returned it wholeheartedly and moved to hug him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Bob wrapped his arms around you on instinct and he kept you pressed against him, his face lowering to your height.
“What are you wearing, baby?” He asked you, and you had to look down to see what he was talking about.
Amusement rushed over you and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, realizing that you hadn't managed to change before he got home.
“I’m sorry, I was gardening and had nothing to wear”, you blushed, but Bob simply kept looking at you, his eyes raking over your body as he held you at arm’s length.
The heat in your cheeks got impossibly warmer as Bob kept wordlessly staring at you.
His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a beautiful pink and he couldn't find words to describe what he was feeling.
The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and you saw his eyebrows knit together behind his glasses before he knew what to say.
“You’ll be wearing that again”, he ordered but it sounded more like a plea.
You chuckled and pecked his lips before nodding, turning to get back into the house with Bob eagerly following suit.
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I wrote this for @fandom-princess-forevermore I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: none
You loved the way your boyfriend, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd smelled.
It wasn't love to a weird amount, you didn't sniff him any chance you got or anything, but you cherished the way his scent enveloped you whenever he was around.
It felt like all your anxieties left your body and you could just breathe with him.
Mostly that happened when Bob came home from work, because he worked longer hours and got up earlier than you did for work.
While you tried your best to distribute household work evenly between you you were stuck with the laundry most of the time, which you had gotten accustomed to.
You had even gotten good at washing Bob’s uniforms, which had taken some time to figure out.
Bob usually switched between several identical uniforms so you got one of the same ones for the laundry each evening, ones that smelled so much like him that you were almost happy to receive them.
When Bob went away for work one day in spring you had miraculously gotten a day off, which translated to spring cleaning in your book.
After vacuuming and cleaning what felt like your entire house your eyes went through your window to your front yard.
It wasn't a mess but you had been neglecting your beautiful plants, so an idea struck you.
While you had been wearing a specific pair of clothes that you usually wore that could get dirty they were sweaty from all the house work, and it was too chilly outside to go out there without a risk of a cold.
After going through your wardrobe and not finding any clothes that could be dirtied like that you settled in the laundry room, finding Bob’s flight suit in the laundry basket.
He had given it to you to clean, but you really wondered whether you could use it for your gardening adventure as well.
The moment you took it in your hands Bob’s scent enveloped you, which to you sealed the deal.
You slipped out of your clothes and into his work uniform, zipping it up to get to work.
It wasn't entirely a good look for you, it was baggy in some places while others filled out pretty well, but it was comfortable and the perfect outfit for a little gardening work.
Time flew by as you tended to your favorite flowers and shrubs, until the sun was already going down.
You were just putting your tools away and dusting off your clothes at the knees when you heard a car stopping in front of the garage.
Turning, you found Bob stepping out of the car, a smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.
You returned it wholeheartedly and moved to hug him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Bob wrapped his arms around you on instinct and he kept you pressed against him, his face lowering to your height.
“What are you wearing, baby?” He asked you, and you had to look down to see what he was talking about.
Amusement rushed over you and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, realizing that you hadn't managed to change before he got home.
“I’m sorry, I was gardening and had nothing to wear”, you blushed, but Bob simply kept looking at you, his eyes raking over your body as he held you at arm’s length.
The heat in your cheeks got impossibly warmer as Bob kept wordlessly staring at you.
His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a beautiful pink and he couldn't find words to describe what he was feeling.
The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and you saw his eyebrows knit together behind his glasses before he knew what to say.
“You’ll be wearing that again”, he ordered but it sounded more like a plea.
You chuckled and pecked his lips before nodding, turning to get back into the house with Bob eagerly following suit.
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I don't know where this idea came from, but I just pictured Bob coming home to his girlfriend wearing his uniform... the one that you just slip into and zip it up, and he gets all hot, bothered, and flustered. 😉
Hello love,
thank you so much for reaching out! 💛✨
And the request is beautiful, I'll absolutely write it!!!!
I have a few requests (I'm ecstatic, I'm so glad to get back to writing and have a few people trusting in my writing), so you'll get a few fics from me in the next few days!
Thank you so much,
Sophie 💛✨
Here you go love, this is the request 💛✨
I hope you like it!
I wrote this for @fandom-princess-forevermore I hope you like it!
It is a Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x gn!reader imagine.
Warnings: none
You loved the way your boyfriend, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd smelled.
It wasn't love to a weird amount, you didn't sniff him any chance you got or anything, but you cherished the way his scent enveloped you whenever he was around.
It felt like all your anxieties left your body and you could just breathe with him.
Mostly that happened when Bob came home from work, because he worked longer hours and got up earlier than you did for work.
While you tried your best to distribute household work evenly between you you were stuck with the laundry most of the time, which you had gotten accustomed to.
You had even gotten good at washing Bob’s uniforms, which had taken some time to figure out.
Bob usually switched between several identical uniforms so you got one of the same ones for the laundry each evening, ones that smelled so much like him that you were almost happy to receive them.
When Bob went away for work one day in spring you had miraculously gotten a day off, which translated to spring cleaning in your book.
After vacuuming and cleaning what felt like your entire house your eyes went through your window to your front yard.
It wasn't a mess but you had been neglecting your beautiful plants, so an idea struck you.
While you had been wearing a specific pair of clothes that you usually wore that could get dirty they were sweaty from all the house work, and it was too chilly outside to go out there without a risk of a cold.
After going through your wardrobe and not finding any clothes that could be dirtied like that you settled in the laundry room, finding Bob’s flight suit in the laundry basket.
He had given it to you to clean, but you really wondered whether you could use it for your gardening adventure as well.
The moment you took it in your hands Bob’s scent enveloped you, which to you sealed the deal.
You slipped out of your clothes and into his work uniform, zipping it up to get to work.
It wasn't entirely a good look for you, it was baggy in some places while others filled out pretty well, but it was comfortable and the perfect outfit for a little gardening work.
Time flew by as you tended to your favorite flowers and shrubs, until the sun was already going down.
You were just putting your tools away and dusting off your clothes at the knees when you heard a car stopping in front of the garage.
Turning, you found Bob stepping out of the car, a smile on his face the moment he laid eyes on you.
You returned it wholeheartedly and moved to hug him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
Bob wrapped his arms around you on instinct and he kept you pressed against him, his face lowering to your height.
“What are you wearing, baby?” He asked you, and you had to look down to see what he was talking about.
Amusement rushed over you and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, realizing that you hadn't managed to change before he got home.
“I’m sorry, I was gardening and had nothing to wear”, you blushed, but Bob simply kept looking at you, his eyes raking over your body as he held you at arm’s length.
The heat in your cheeks got impossibly warmer as Bob kept wordlessly staring at you.
His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a beautiful pink and he couldn't find words to describe what he was feeling.
The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his lips and you saw his eyebrows knit together behind his glasses before he knew what to say.
“You’ll be wearing that again”, he ordered but it sounded more like a plea.
You chuckled and pecked his lips before nodding, turning to get back into the house with Bob eagerly following suit.
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