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This is giving me hangster vibes

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Hangster Christmas for Advent Days 22 and 23.

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🎄Hangster Christmas Vacation

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Merry Christmas and happy holidays everyone! Here's a massive piece I've spent the last while working on of Jake and Bradley taking a vacation to some snowy mountains together and renting out a little cabin for the holidays. This is a shot of them waking up early for a coffee and a morning view.

Bonus: close ups, lineart and wip shots!

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@sunmontuewrites @sunmontuestuffilike anytime and always. I’m so blessed you are happy to share with me and let me fangirl so much! 😍😍😍

✨Having someone who is invested in your story and discusses it with you is like a solid half of the fun of writing. I'm not even kidding.✨

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Family Dins went something like this

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Had Friendmas dinner last night - didn’t take nearly as many photos as I should have - but what a wonderful night with friends, good food and excellent drinks!

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Kisses in the snow

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Crazy Week Ahead - TODO's

Again, taking inspiration from the incredible @sunmontuewrites who's ability to get through a TODO list inspires me more and more every week.

I have a crazy week ahead, hosting two seperate dinner parties so this is my attempt to keep on track to ensure I can get everything done that needs to be done.

Hope I manage! Wish me luck.

Total Completed: (57/57) (100.00%)

D12 Decision Making (12/12) (100.00%)

Clean My Bathroom – Shower | Vanity | Toilet

Dust/Wipe Living Room and Dining Room

Clean Downstairs Bathroom

Clean Kitchen

Vacuum and Mop

Tidy and Dust Study

Tidy and Dust Bedroom

Put doona cover on, fold and put away

Clean Upstairs bathroom

Put away boxes and tidy cupboard under the stairs

Wrap other Christmas Presents purchased

Clean back verandah and upstairs balcony

STANDARD CHORES (Must get done regardless) (31/31) (100.00%)

Load of Washing (Fancy Hang) – Wash | Hang | Bring In | Put Away

Load of Washing (Foldable) – Wash | Hang | Bring In | Put Away

Load of Washing (Towels) – Wash | Hang | Bring In | Put Away

Change Sheets on Bed to new set

Load of Washing (Sheets) - Wash | Hang | Bring In | Put Away

Move Advents off Dining Table

Move Furniture around for Friendmas | Family Dins

Set Table for Friendmas | Family Dins

Clean up from Friendmas | Family Dins

Vacuum and Mop downstairs post Friendmas / Family Dins

Move Furniture back to normal post Family Dins

Empty Rubbish from all bins and replace bin liners

Buy and Wrap Niece's Birthday Present

Buy and Wrap Secret Santa Present for Friendmas

Buy and Wrap K&J Present for Family Dins

Make Wreaths for J&J and wrap

EVENTS (14/14) (100.00%)

Wednesday 4th at 3.00pm - Nail Appointment

Thursday 5th at 3.30pm - Doctor's Appointment

Thursday 5th at 5.30pm - Hair Appointment with sister

Friday 6th Morning - Grocery Shop for Friendmas

Friday 6th at 11.20am - Follow up Doctors Appointment and Xray

Friday 6th at 2.00pm - Watch first session of Adelaide Test (Cricket)

Friday 6th Afternoon / Evening - Make Fudge and Brownie for Dessert

Saturday 7th at 9.30am - Niece's Birthday Party

Saturday 7th at 6.00pm - Host Friendmas at mine

Sunday 8th at 10.00am - Network Session with J

Monday / Tuesday Anytime - Grocery Shop for Family Dins

Tuesday 10th at 2.00pm - Optometrist Appointment

Tuesday 10th at 6.00pm - Host Family Dins at mine

Sometime between now and Tuesday - Meal Prep Beef Stir Fry, Butter Chicken, Fried Rice and Spag Bol.

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A scene from @tgmsunmontue’s fic Get your motor runnin’ :P

I had a lot of fun drawing mechanic Bradley muhahaha

BTW do you want to see a scene from a fic drawn? Want prompts/ideas for things to draw? Check this out! (its where i got the request for this piece from😎)

Close ups below! :D

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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

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Thank you for giving me the excuse to reread such a wonderful fic! 😍

Got inspired by a scene halfway through this fic by hangmanbradshaw so heres a hangster wip for yall!

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Do you want me to spam boop you?

Of course! It will totally be returned! 🤣😏

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Touch starved

AU where the Navy cares about mental health but in the most annoying way possible.

The Program had Jake noted down as recalcitrant. He couldn’t deny the truth of it. 

In his early career, he would have never believed that the Navy could one day so strongly advocate for mental health. The Program’s agent was staring placidly at him from the other side of his kitchen table, his file between her manicured hands. She was someone who was used to scrutiny and did it in turn without an ounce of shame. 

“I’m afraid we will have to see improvement or the Program will have to ground you. Temporarily, of course.” 

Jake looked away. He had to swallow his first impulse. He was not suited to begging. “I’ve never been a great sleeper, you know. That has nothing to do with the job.” 

She smiled. It didn’t reach her eyes. “You understand that we cannot allow access to such expensive and destructive weapons to someone who is already under duress.” 

Jake clenched his teeth. There was no point in arguing, but it didn’t stop him from trying. “Part of the job is being under duress. I’ve always known how to deal.” 

“We are doing things differently now.” She looked down at the file in her hands. “Well, I see that at least you have been regular with the monitor, despite a rocky start. This is good.”

Jake had to do his best not to sneer. 

“Now, you have refused therapy, counsel, journaling, meditation and yoga classes, art and animal therapy, and a number of other things. If I listed them all we would be here for hours. No point in losing time.” 

Jake crossed his arms and lifted his chin, defiant. 

“I suggest that our next step is assigning you to buddy,” she continued on, placidly. She lifted a hand when he opened his mouth to talk. “Actually, before you answer, I have to let you know that if you refuse, I won’t be able to keep you in the air any longer. We need to see that you are willing to put in the work.” 

He swallowed. “What if I get therapy now?” 

She smiled again, lipstick-stained mouth thinning into some disingenuous. “That would be a step in the right direction. But I’m afraid we need more from you this time. We want someone to monitor you closely in your journey.” 

Sweat gathered in his palms. Him, who so proudly claimed to be able to withstand anything, anxious at the idea of a stranger embedded in his intimacy. 

“We have already found a volunteer to help you. He’s a familiar face, it shouldn’t be too hard for you both to be roommates. There’s a car waiting for you outside, you can pack and it’ll drive you to your new home for the next few weeks.” 

Jake had the strongest urge to simply book it out of here, forget about his entire life rooted in the Navy and start anew. Maybe in Europe. 

She stood up, gathering her things, straightening her uniform. “I do hope that we do not have to see each other again, Lieutenant. Best of luck.” 

He nodded but did not offer any parting words. 

#

Bradley Bradshaw was waiting for him on the stoop of their new abode. Jake almost swore up a storm at his sight, but waited until the car had disappeared from view to do so. 

“Nice to see you too, Hangman,” Bradshaw offered with a new slump to his shoulders, leaning back against the railing. 

“What, surprised?” Jake asked, already feeling too tight in his own skin. “Weren’t you briefed?” 

“Well, nobody gave me your name, you know that damn well. I honestly didn’t think of you when they gave me your case.” 

“Oh yeah? Too neurotic to make you think of me?”

Rooster shrugged. “Probably should have, honestly. Recalcitrant. Individualist. Anxious about low stress situations. Insomniac.” Bradshaw reached out a hand to touch Jake’s shoulder, light as a feather. “Touch starved.” 

Jake swatted his hand away. “Fuck off. Nothing that getting laid cannot resolve.” 

Rooster made a face. “I don’t think that’s how it works.” 

“Sure does. Now, are you getting ready to go out or do I have the pleasure of my own company?”

“I don’t really have a choice now, do I?” 

“You’re the one who volunteered.” 

#

The club Jake elected as his hunting ground for the night was packed to the brim. Bradshaw gave him a wild-eyed look as they passed the door and tried to reach for him before Jake slinked away. He did not bother to see if Rooster could follow. 

The bodies pressed against him, warm and sweaty, and it was almost good. Jake pulled himself into the frenzy of writhing people, barely listening to the music, only reacting to the foreign touches of strangers all around him. He let hands guide his hips and lips find his neck, before they lost interest and turned around. Manicured nails racked through his hair. A large arm pulled him tight and let him go almost just as fast. 

Jake was soaking it all up. He did not linger on the brevity of touches because it had always been inevitable. Jake was not to be kept. He was mostly fine with that. 

But then, there were hands at his shoulders and the off-beat sway of a large body, a palm cupping his head to let it rest against a collarbone and Bradshaw was burning to the touch, as comforting as a campfire in a silent forest. 

They stayed together for a long moment, coming to a standstill by the second song and completely immobile by the third. Jake’s hands were shaking. His heart was cradled in his chest, steady. The knot in his stomach was gone, but was fighting to come back, lingering at the edges of his consciousness. 

“Come on,” said Bradshaw, “let’s go home.” 

#

Bradshaw put him into bed and Jake was too ashamed to even speak. Now that Bradshaw was a careful two feet away, he could not believe that he had been tamed by a hug. 

He stared hotly at the ceiling, until Rooster’s monstrous hand gently covered his eyes, lashes fluttering against his palm. 

“Sleep,” he instructed. 

Jake tried to disobey, but Rooster stayed seated by his side until he gave in. He slept.

I don't know if I have energy for more of this AU (I always say that lmao). Give it some love with a reblog !

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Came for a Grand Final, found the planes!

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I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook

I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.