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WIP Wednesday Thursday!

Tagged by @tgmsunmontue @halestrom @hangmanbradshaw @ladylanera @welcometololaland @exhuastedpigeon

So no one should be surprised I've started yet another new WIP XD but I couldn't help myself when the idea entered my brain, so have an unedited snippet from what I've been working on this week:

Nanna let out another loud scoff, this time turning to lock eyes with Jake before rolling hers exaggeratedly. "You don't need one. I'll ask one of they boys I lift with. One of them will happily tag along and be both a buffer for you and a shit to everyone there."

It was Jake's turn to roll his eyes. He'd seen the men his Nanna lifted with —and had even maybe gotten off to some of them, thank god for Instagram and gym bros in ability to not be shameless on there. But most of them were so clearly not his type when it came to dating long term, that both Abel and Andrea would know it's a ruse within seconds.

If he took one of those shaved head, tatted up, muscle heavy men, anyone who knew Jake would know it was a fake date or a one night stand.

"I'm sure Neil or Bradley would be happy to help you out," Nanna continues on before pausing with a thoughtful look. "No, not Neil, I forgot he's just started dating this delightful new man. What was his name again? Brian? Brandon? No, no, Bob. That's right, Bob." She nodded to herself. "Bradley then. He's delightful."

Bradley?

Jake racked his brain, trying to remember if his Nanna had mentioned a Bradley or shown him a picture but came up with nothing.

"No one's going to believe me if I show up with one of them, Nanna," Jake tried to point out.

"Yes they will. Bradley's exactly your type," she shot him a grin with a wiggle of her brow. "He doesn't use social media, or otherwise I'd prove my point. But you'll drive me tomorrow and I'll introduce you. The least you can do is meet him and then apologize for being wrong by buying me lunch."

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i love how i drew him here sm i just had to post a quick wip rn

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✨WIP Wednesday✨

Tagged the amazingly talented: 💙 @overwhelmed-alien💙 @theglitteringtrio 💙 @tgmsunmontue 💙 @mxrcusflint 💙 @pampelushka 💙 @hangmanbradshaw 💙

Sharing an unedited snippet from my newest WIP, Amnesia Bradley Canon AU (name to be decided):

It's a whirlwind of activity from the moment it becomes clear just how much time —how many years— Bradley can't recall. At Bradley's insistence, his uncles are called in —and he can't help but watch the way the stranger's, Jake's, eyes go wide and alarmed at the names Bradley drops. Though he's not sure if it makes him feel better that the nurse's eyes also widen in surprise as well. But it's something that niggles at the back of his mind, watching the way Jake seems to close up. The way his face goes carefully blank, the way he retracts his hand from where he'd been carefully keeping it touching some part of Bradley's bed, since he couldn't, wouldn't, outright touch Bradley. Not after Bradley had flinched from his touch. Though Bradley had wanted to say it was just because he'd been surprised by it. No one really touched him outside of his family. So he hadn't expected it. But he wouldn't let any of the words slip out, keeping his lips clamped shut tightly as he watched a range of emotions flitter over the man's face before it went not quite blank but damn near enough to it. He didn't know why but Bradley felt something tug at his chest at the sight.

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(also tagging @green-socks because I know Sam was interested in this one)

preemptively apologizing for the hurt this one may cause y'all!!!

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WIP Wednesday Thursday Snippet

Was tagged by the lovely and amazingly talented: @halestrom @tgmsunmontue @prollybradshaw @butchbradshaw @welcometololaland 💙💙💙

Here is an unedited snippet from this AU Idea:

"Nat! Nat!" Jake calls in a panic. "What do you mean you let some jackass watch Princess? Natasha, who did you leave my child with?" "Bagman." Jake finds himself coming almost to stand at attention at Nat's tone of voice. "First off, Bradley isn't a random jackass, he's a friend. Secondly, it wasn't like I had a whole lot of options for Peach. Thirdly, she's not yours, she's ours. And lastly, Bradley was not only literally my only option, but also my first." Jake takes a breath and rolls his shoulders. He knows he shouldn't be mad at Nat. It wasn't like either of them really had control over emergency deployments being in the Navy and all. But shit, couldn't she have at least let him meet the guy that was apparently her first choice for watching Princess Peach, the Dachshund they'd adopted the year before divorcing. Not to mention, he didn't even know if this Bradley even knew how to take care of dogs! "And besides, Bradley has two dogs of his own, so he definitely knows what he's doing." Or Jake guesses, he knew something. "How do you even know this guy?" Jake bit back the urge to snap when Nat let out a huff of mocking laughter. "I met him through Shelley." Jake immediately felt his hackles rise again. Shelley. The demon woman, who had nearly ruined Nat's career during their short lived marriage. "What?!" He asks flatly. "Nat! Nat!" Jake calls in a panic. "What do you mean you let some jackass watch Princess? Natasha, who did you leave my child with?" "Bagman." Jake finds himself coming almost to stand at attention at Nat's tone of voice. "First off, Bradley isn't a random jackass, he's a friend. Secondly, it wasn't like I had a whole lot of options for Peach. Thirdly, she's not yours, she's ours. And lastly, Bradley was not only literally my only option, but also my first." Jake takes a breath and rolls his shoulders. He knows he shouldn't be mad at Nat. It wasn't like either of them really had control over emergency deployments being in the Navy and all. But shit, couldn't she have at least let him meet the guy that was apparently her first choice for watching Princess Peach, the Dachshund they'd adopted the year before divorcing. Not to mention, he didn't even know if this Bradley even knew how to take care of dogs! "And besides, Bradley has two dogs of his own, so he definitely knows what he's doing." Or Jake guesses, he knew something. "How do you even know this guy?" Jake bit back the urge to snap when Nat let out a huff of mocking laughter. "I met him through Shelley." Jake immediately felt his hackles rise again. Shelley. The demon woman, who had nearly ruined Nat's career during their short lived marriage. "What?!" He asks flatly.

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🔥SUNDAY SNIPPET🔥

Tagged by the lovely @overwhelmed-alien 💛💛 (who gutted me with that snippet!!)

And also posting mine early because I don't know if I'll have the time tomorrow:

Please enjoy this unedited snippet from Amnesia Bradley AU (still working on a title for it):

"I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go," Bradley says, quiet and broken. He figures he most look a sight —a pathetic, broken sight he's sure— which is why Shannon Seresin waves him in, guiding him through the house and up a flight of stairs with her small hand on his back. "Come on, sugar," Shannon murmurs as they go. "Lets get you showered. Then we'll see about getting some good food in your belly." She clucks her tongue, a small shake of her head. "You been loosing weight. I don't like that, sugar, I don't like that at all." Bradley doesn't bother trying to protest. Just lets Shannon guide him into a well lived in room, towards an in suit bathroom. She runs him through real quick how to work the set up before promising to be back real quick with some towels and a change of clothes for him. He stands there, numb and flat. He flicks his eyes to the still open door, to the shower and back again. Tells himself to count down from thirty before he turns the water on. Which he does, staring at the door, waiting for her return. And she does when he's gets down to two. "There's some spare soaps and what not below the sink, sugar. You use which you like best. Here's a towel, and some of Jakey's old things. Should fit you decent enough till we get you're bag outta that rental." Shannon smiles, soft and motherly. And just looking at it, at her, makes Bradley want to break down once again. To rage at the unfairness of it all. To scream and through things. It's unfair he'd been unknowingly talked into cutting this woman, this family, this love and worry, out of his life.

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(also please tell me if I should keep it strictly one POV or split it between bradley and jake because i'm warring with myself on that, please and thank you!)

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last lines tag

Rules: In a new post, show the last three lines you wrote or the last thing you drew, and tag as many people as you feel like!

Tagged by the lovely and talented: @pampelushka @mxrcusflint @welcometololaland @theglitteringtrio ✨✨

"What the hell do you mean he broke your heart?" Javy demanded, face going from angry to confused. "I had one fucking rule, one I told him I wouldn't cross and he made me cross it. So yeah, I might have broken his heart by leaving but he broke me enough to want to leave. So instead of acting like you two have some high ground, why don't you go get the full story and leave me the fuck alone from your bullshit." Bradley didn't wait for response, just finished pushing Javy back and slamming his front door in his face.

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tagged by @buying-the-space-farm 💛💛 to do the last line challenge!

From my Amnesia Bradley Canon AU:

"Where's mom?" Bradley asks, head swinging from side to side. His eyes flitting between his uncles on one side, and the strange, gorgeous blond man —Jake, he'd said his name was Jake— on his other. "Where's my mom?"

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WIP Wednesday

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Unfortunately no time this week, again, to do this but greatly appreciate the tags! I WILL be back for next weeks WIP Wednesday asks!! But here's an old snippet from insecure Bradley WIP I did a little work on recently:

Hands shaking, Bradley curls his hands into fists to try and keep anyone from seeing it. From seeing just how not okay he was. From seeing how close to splintering apart into tiny shards of glass he truly was. Shit shit shit, he needed to get a better handle on it. On himself. He needed to keep everyone, especially Mav and Jake from seeing how close to shattering he truly was. Swallowing once, twice, and again, Bradley forces himself to clear his throat, lips twisting into what he hoped looked like a passable smile instead of the strained grimace it felt like his face was doing. “Don’t know what you’re talkin’ about sweetheart. Why wouldn’t I be? I'm always good, aren't I?” Please tell me I'm good. Let me beg for your scraps. Please tell me I've been good for you. Let me love you. Please tell me I'm enough to keep around. Let me keep you, Jake. Please. Let me be yours. I'll be so good for you, I swear I will. Bradley watches as Jake reaches out, hand steady as he moves up to cup his cheek, tilting Bradley's head to the side as he leans in to press a ghost of a kiss to his brow. He lets out a soft sigh at Jake's touch, eyes fluttering close at it like he's trying to savor something he knows will be taken away. "You're always good for me, darlin'," Jake assures in a soft murmur.