[overwhelmed-alien]

Thinking about how Bradley and Jake are BOTH the masculine manly man 💪 AND the damsel in distress 💅, it just depends on the current situation which one is which:

If there’s a bug in the house, Bradley handles it swiftly, heroically, and proficiently (while Jake dances a panicked jig on a table pointing and shrieking at it).

If the Bronco needs an oil change, Jake is laying under it with a flashlight in his mouth mumbling for Bradley to hand him the wrench. “No, no hon, that’s not a wrench. The long shiny thing with the C shape on the end. Yep, that’s the one.”

Jake’s mouth gets him into trouble, but he’s absolutely not a fighter. When the big drunk guys at the Hard Deck get tired of his snarky yapping and square up with him, Bradley quietly slides between them with a look. 95% of the time the drunk guys are intimidated enough to back down, but the 5% of the time fists are swung, Rooster lays them out quick.

Jake “I’m almost done with the back porch I just need to make sure the joists are level and then I gotta measure and cut the rest of deck boards, but I don’t like the flat cutoff so I’m gonna lay them at an angle and just made the porch a little bigger” Seresin

Bradley “…are you telling me those little lines without numbers on the measuring tape actually mean something??” Bradshaw

Jake sets the stove ablaze trying to fry an egg. Bradley swoops in (before Jake panic-throws his coffee on it) with the fire blanket that he bought for just such an occasion and smothers the fire while Jake frantically tries to fan the smoke away from the blaring smoke alarm.

Jake and Bradley both foam at the mouth witnessing the competency of their Big Strong Man in his element. 🥰

Bonus:

“Got it!”

Bradley and Jake, peaking hesitantly into the garage: “…are you sure??”

Natasha: “guys, it’s a bat not a fucking pterodactyl.”

[exhuastedpigeon]

1990s Hangster phone sex hotline AU where Jake is a struggling law student paying his way through school working as a phone sex operator and Bradley is a lonely commercial airline pilot who sees an ad for the line at 3am at a hotel during a layover.

At first Bradley is stilted and awkward so Jake starts chatting to loosen him up. Next thing he knows it's been 30 minutes and he's telling Bradley about what he had for lunch so he says "Now darlin' I could spend all night talking to you, but you're playing by the minute, so how about we spice this up a bit."

Bradley starts calling more and more often, after the first time he gets someone else it's horrible and he leaves it feeling even lonelier. After that time he starts asking for 'Jay' and if he's not available he just hangs up and calls back later.

Eventually they both realize it's more than just phone sex and Jake breaks every company policy and gives Bradley his own number. Bradley's so nervous that he doesn't call for a week. Jake worries he overstepped but then Bradley calls and tells Jake he's tried calling him a few times but he got his voicemail and he was too nervous to actually leave a message.

When they realize they're both based in SoCal they decide to meet up and Jake is like "wow darlin' you're even better than I pictured". Meanwhile Bradley is just fully blue screening because this is Jake? He's like a fucking model. Holy shit.

[smallangrychildbean]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you @tgmsunmontue and @sonnywrites for the tags. I agree, best time of the week. While it is still Tuesday for me, I am posting now because my second job and packing for school take priority tomorrow.

I am sharing a snippet from another new Idea based on this idea I posted the other day. Of course very rough draft as always.

Jake was awoken to the sound of the bedroom door opening and the all too familiar second sound of Bradley running into a wall. Thank god the bedroom was on the first floor of Bradley's parents' passed-down bi-level home. Jake glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table and saw that it was 3 in the fucking morning. He sat up in bed and was startled by loud knocking on the door. That must have been what woke Bradley up. Within moments, he could hear muffled voices “Lieutenant Commander, sir, there seems to be an issue on base.” It was silent for a moment. “You couldn’t have called me,” Bradley asked, voice rough from his sleep. “No sir, I was told to come get you.” “By who?” “Captain Mitchell, sir.” Pure silence followed. Jake worried that Bradley had fallen asleep standing up before he heard the front door slam shut with a bang. He squinted at the bedroom door, waiting for Bradley to shuffle his way back in. Sure enough, he entered the room wearing only his pajama pants with his curls sticking up every which way.

“Fucking Mav and his stupid shit, when Ice reprimands him,” Bradley grumbled, flopping back onto the bed. Jake watched him roll around in his blankets, trying to find his comfy spot from before he was so rudely awoken at 3 in the morning.  

no pressure tagging: @starsofnixie @seekstrivefind @overwhelmed-alien @texasteaparty @ryewhiskeyy @redfurrycat @prollybradshaw @insane-detective @scottishaccentsareawesome @rustandstardustbinds @aviatorsnoopy @crooked-jes @theglitteringtrio @unrelaxing

I think I got everyone, but if I didn't, here's me tagging you @ cause I love to see what everyone writes!!!!!!!

[texasteaparty]

WiP Wednesday

I CAN FINALLY PARTICIPATE IN WIP WEDNESDAY :D Here's more from my married in vegas au. It WILL be done, i pinky promise.

tagged by @tgmsunmontue & @sonnywrites & @smallangrychildbean thank you! 🖤

no pressure tags: @prollybradshaw @rainbowsuitcase @overwhelmed-alien @rustandstardustbinds @starsofnixie @shealwaysreads @ozonecologne @ladylanera @pampelushka @peaktotheocean & anyone else who may wanna do it! (i'm def forgetting some so pls don't hesitate to yell at me if you wanna be tagged next time 🖤)

[ozonecologne]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tags @butchbradshaw @welcometololaland @seekstrivefind @texasteaparty @tgmsunmontue you are all friends to me!!!!

I frantically added 2k to the SPN AU just this morning which is great news. But NOT FOR YOU! Snippet from science AU instead :)

“Oh, you’re crazy alright,” Nat told him, but she laughed as she said it. “I feel sorry for whoever tries to tie you down.” Bradley snorted, scribbling a note to himself in the margins of his print-out. “Can’t do much damage to anyone but each other, thankfully.” Silence on the other end of the line.  “Bradley,” Nat said slowly. Dangerously. “What do you mean by that.” Bradley’s pen came to a slow stop on the edge of the page. Natasha’s tone dipped too dark; he had miscalculated somewhere. Proceed with caution.  “We, uh.” He cleared his throat. “Jake and I, we...”  He put the pen down while Natasha waited expectantly on the phone. He could almost hear the way her eyebrows crept up to her hairline. God. He hadn’t put much thought into it at the time – it was a practical decision – but it suddenly dawned on him that, as his friend, she would have a real right to be angry about him keeping a secret like this (even unintentionally). “We did make it legal a few years back,” he admitted, somewhat sheepishly. The response was explosive. “You and Seresin got married?”

haha :) tagging!

@shorelinetides @mxrcusflint @roosterseresin @intrepidjourneys @green-socks @overwhelmed-alien @pissmotif @tornadeoqueen @pampelushka @prollybradshaw @seresiinner @aviatorsnoopy @no-bread @halestrom @hangmanbradshaw @shealwaysreads @exhuastedpigeon @starsofnixie

[denjz]

[the-ace-with-spades]

my headphones accidentally disconnected from Bluetooth on the bus when I was listening to a true crime podcast where a woman murdered 7 of her children and people on the bus gave me a Look so

Headcanon that Jake listens to true crime podcasts out loud when he does chores around the house

Just puts it on his phone and connects to the speakers and carries on whatever he needs to do while listening to some of the most horrifying and gruesome crimes recollections while he hummus and sways doing whatever he's doing

It takes Bradley some getting used to but the first few times he's walked in on Jake tidying up the mess Bradley made in their bedroom and heard "And after stabbing her husband 9 times, she decided to use the turkey knife to dismember his body--" or came back home after he forgot to get groceries on the way to Jake listening to what appears to be a man murdering his wife and 2 children because the wife forgot to make dinner one night -- you know, Bradley might or might not have slept with one eye open on those nights...

Now Bradley loves it when unsuspecting friends or family come by unannounced and have the pleasure of hearing Jake doing stuff around the house while he listens to how someone murdered their parents and kept them in a closed for 5 months or something

[mousestar369]

Rooster: I love wearing sunglasses, nobody can tell what I'm looking at.

Phoenix:...you took off your sunglasses when you walked in, Bradshaw. We all know you've been staring at Hangman's ass for the last twenty minutes.

Rooster: FUCK-

[greymvs]

[misanderousmisfit]

[yeagrave]

slow dancin'

[spacenoirdetective]

Erik Gist, cover art for "Star Wars: Battle of Jakku - Last Stand #3", 2024

[instantcaramel]

This works both ways

[lightupthemirage]

You cannot tell me these aren't their wedding photos.

[instantcaramel]

[instantcaramel]

[tgmsunmontue]

Bradley (grumpy about women watching Jake): All these women can't keep their eyes off Hangman. Natasha (long suffering): They watch you too, you're just too busy looking at Hangman to notice. Bradley: You don't know that. Natasha: Yes I do. Because I have eyes that aren't fixed on Bangman. Bradley: Don't you mean Bagman? Natasha: Do you want to bang him or bag him? Bradley: Fuck okay. I'm going, I'm going. Natasha: Finally.