shadow

shadow (they/them), 20 + lover of bradley 'rooster' bradshaw and jake 'hangman' seresin, haikyuu, nsfw works, i’ll turn your fav into a mermaid ao3 user shadowdancing, twitter user @shadowdancing_3

[shadowdancing-writes]

TOPGUNtober (shadow edition) masterthread

day one sfw - napping together

day one nsfw - spit kink

day two sfw - sharing clothes

day two nsfw - jet cockpit

day three sfw - chaste kisses

day three nsfw - blow job

day four sfw - you came/you called

day four nsfw - first time

day five sfw: wedding

day five nsfw: frotting

day six sfw: the hard deck

day six nsfw: praise kink

day seven sfw: forced proximity

day seven nsfw: uniform

day eight sfw: exes

day eight nsfw: overstimulation

day nine sfw: date night

day nine nsfw: hands

[abedmajeed]

What Strength Really Means 💪

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏

Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

[shadowdancing-writes]

Hi! I was re-reading your fics and realized I haven't seen you on here in a while

So I thought I'd pop in and see how you doing and if everything is alright - feel free to ignore this ask, or answer in dms, or whatever makes you more comfortable. I always worry when one of my moots - even if we don't really talk - disappears so I just thought i'd check

I hope you're doing good and having a wonderful time off the internet (or somewhere else on the internet)

hi friend :)

thank you so much for this ask and for checking in. honestly it’s so fucking kind and made me so happy to see in my notifs.

i’ll try to keep this brief but i love to ramble so sorry if this gets away from me lol.

i’ve never been frequent on tumblr idk why the format of the app is interesting to me. anyway yeah so first i really struggle to finish fics because i hate endings and i want them to be perfect. my body swap au final chapter is like half done but im procrastinating on finishing it and every time i log into tumblr i am reminded that i need to finish this wip lol.

second is im debating taking down and rewriting tell me your secret bc tbh i feel like it’s a MESS and all over the place but also i write to my hearts content and not like to be serious so im deliberating on it.

third i got gifted a hand me down pc like a month ago (im a religious mac user and still am) but my favorite game i’ve been playing for YEARS is a Microsoft only game so i haven’t played it in like five years and it’s my all time fav online game so i’ve highkey been hyper fixating on it so hard which has slowed my writing a lot.

fourth, wow there’s more and yeah this did get away from me. i have a super secret wip that is actually my best written work and i genuinely think it’s a very well written, in depth, emotional fic and i want to write more of it and close other fics before i publish this hangster slow slow slow burn.

fifth and finally i have been on the hunt for a job so that’s taken up so much of my mental energy and i have some mental health issues im working on which impede me from being on socials and writing.

i’d love to get back in to writing this year and produce some really good works so hopefully I’ll be getting more active on the socials again. I’m a lil more active on Twitter (@shadowdancing_3) because that’s where most of my mutuals are but I’m trying to be active on here again.

Thank you so much for checking in. It means the world to me and I’m lucky to have people looking out for me !

[the-ace-with-spades]

I bring you, once again, Bradley Rooster Bradshaw but in short shorts (like truly, 80s kinda short) and a crop top

[the-ace-with-spades]

@the-woild-is-y-erster I mean do your homework but also please please do draw this, I think I might melt if you do 🫠

[tunacowboy]

got busy and my ipad died but here is bradley the slut bradshaw🤲

[the-ace-with-spades]

Slutty shorts Bradley my beloved

This is amazing 😍

[the-ace-with-spades]

Weird ass thought but if Bradley wasn't in the Navy and all that, he'd be an avid weed smoker

He just has the vibe

[fireheartwraith]

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

Bradley Bradshaw painting!! I wanted to attempt a realistic oil paint style; the liquefy tool saved my ass cuz proportions are hard👍

Ref and timelapse below :P

[daggerspared]

bradley’s house feels empty. it’s always a bit of a shock, to step over the threshold from sunny, sandy san diego into the gaping abyss of his old house. it’s felt that way for nearly as long as he can remember.

first, it was the absence of nick bradshaw. his mother, bless her soul, tried so hard–goose’s old knickknacks spilling over shelves and table surfaces, the ever-permeating smell of recipes gathered from the other military wives (always with just a tinge of burning), the garden she kept in full bloom–but she was just one woman and the house was built for a family, not a widow and her four year old son. bradley remembers pockets of silence. nights with carole staring blankly at the tv, the only source of light and sound, some game show host’s plastic laugh echoing into the ceiling.

and then carole died and bradley fled the nest for maverick (and iceman’s) home.

when he finally returned, a man now, he couldn’t even make it through the door. no dad. no mom. no maverick. but there was ice on the phone laying out his options. selling it is even more unthinkable than living in it.

so bradley rents it out. to families, couples, rowdy groups of college kids. he hopes it fits them better than it ever did him.

then the mission happens and recuperating in the barracks sounds even worse than if he’d just laid down in the snow and died, so back to the house it is.

natasha had dropped him off at the door, worried eyes as he took a fortifying breath and opened the door to darkness, but he waved her off. he’s been alone with the silence for a few days. no matter how many lamps he turns on or how many windows he opens, it’s all so cold and dark and quiet. hollow.

that changes quickly.

jake muscles his way through bradley’s door and bradley can’t even stop him, his and mav’s crash landing leaving him with a limited range of mobility.

Keep reading

[shadowdancing-writes]

[mxrcusflint]

an on-screen kiss with his wingman, right?

[yeagrave]

two birds on a wire

[wokeguygardner]

the original plan in question involves publicly arguing with his god father and starting a messy situationship with a man all his friends hate

[shadowdancing-writes]

this is why editors are incredibly important 😔

[ethjayy]

that rolling thunder dude ⚡️

[celebrinienjoyer]

god grant me the strength to write my weird porn, the serenity to write my weird porn and the wisdom to write my weird porn

[k9effect]

Finally together again, post-mission

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[rainbowsuitcase]

AU with Trans Bradley where through some unfortunate (hilarious) miscommunication, the Daggers come to believe that Bradley's transition is one of the main reasons for the tension between him and Mav, and they get very protective.

When Bradley finally realizes it, he's not sure how to explain to them that they're completely wrong because Mav not only helped him start his transition, but Mav is also trans.