#Hawaiian crane

[titaswrld]

Hi! I like your Deadpool as your boyfriend post, can you please do Logan as your boyfriend next? 😄

logan howlett (wolvie)

…as your boyfriend!

description: wolverine, logan howlett as your boyfriend!

pairing: wolvie x you!

|an: my man my man he love me!

- he’s so big and so tall and scruffy and so mmm. that’s your man! and u want everyone to know it

- like i keep mentioning, he is manhandling tf out of you no matter ur size, all the time!

- he thinks it’s soo cute that he can pick you up in his arms with ease and he loves to hear squeal out a “logaaan!” as he throws you on to the bed

- he’s so standoffish and kinda shy when you’re first around each other bc he’s sooo into you and he thinks you’re so cute

- but once he founds out you dig him too ooo girl

- he grows such a big soft spot for you, you’re the only person that ever sees him vulnerable. and he’s such a silly goose.

- he becomes so much more himself, he’s messing with you all the time throwing teasing insults with a smirk on his face just to watch you get all riled up from him.

- he’s also flirting with you 24/7 girl he’s hot and he knows it. sometimes he’s rather crude but you like it. so it’s okay!

“nice shorts you got there little lady” he said with a teasing tone as you walked past him into the kitchen to grab a quick snack.

“god they’re not even that short!” you’d said, pulling them down a bit. they were that short. but hey, they did the job.

and by job, you mean drive logan crazy.

- but once you become his omg…

- you’re his. nobody is touching you and he’ll make sure of that. and it’s pretty hot.

- if anybody even has body language that even slightly seems like they’re into you oh girl….

- they’re becoming a new scratching post!

- not only are you his, but he’s yours. super loyal! and if he can’t get someone off his back, you bet your ass you will!

- you always feel so protected and he always makes you feel so protected because you are! he would do anything for you and to make sure his lover is safe and sound.

- he’s so obsessed with you and he’s not afraid to hide it, he’s not overly affectionate but he is in fact a cuddle monster.

- he’ll hold your hand, or shove a hand in your back pocket, or lend you his jacket to let people know your his, but he saves the good stuff for back at home.

- you’re also his drinking buddy, he isn’t a fan of the tequila like you are, he’ll stick to his whiskey. but he always takes care of you after a night out and makes sure you’re snug as a bug!

- he is the biggest dom ever omg it’s so hard to get him to sub out for you but when he finally does it’s the best night of your life.

- all the noises he makes that you’ve never heard from him are music to your ears.

- a MUNCH. need i say more? thats why he got that damn beard!

- oh and we know those abs are like a pack of buttered up hawaiian rolls and you wanna go for a ride!

- of course he’ll let you! anything for his babygirl, lick em, touch em, fuck em, anything his baby wants. as long as he gets to watch and as long as you feel good.

- he also loves the praise as you ride yourself out on his abs.

- he loves attention and praise, especially when it’s about his figure.

you and logan lie in bed, his figure cradling yours as he slowly felt you slot your head between his craned arm.

“your muscles are so big babe. give me a lil flex.” you stated, holding on to outside of his forearm with your neck between the underside his forearm and bicep.

“you’re crazy bub.” he states, chuckling and lightly flexing his arm, not enough to hurt you but enough to satisfy you and make you giggle as his big muscles squished your cheeks together.

- you’re always touching his muscles, they’re so hot. and hey, he doesn’t work out like that for nothing! he loves it when you cling to his biceps, or run your fingers down his chiseled back.

[morimess]

I GOT A UKULELE!!! I WANNA LEARN SOMGS!!!! ANYONE GOT GOOD SONG RECS?!?

[simpforrooster]

actually, it’s captain.

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x f!reader

summary: request for @kpopgirlbtssvt. rooster’s girl is hit on by Top Gun students.

t/w: touch her, you d i e trope. cursing. mentions of alcohol.

Rooster leans against the bar, laughing at something Penny tells him. His jeans hang low on his hips, and he’s wearing the Hawaiian shirt you bought him for his birthday.

Rooster’s hand slaps the bar as he continues to howl. Penny and Mav exchange a look. Maverick murmurs something to Penny. Your guess would be “it wasn’t that funny.”

You throw back the rest of your drink. As your glass returns to the table, a group of men circle you, all clad in khaki. Must be new Top Gun recruits.

“What’s a pretty little gal like you sittin’ here alone for?” one of them asks you, his accent very similar to Hangman’s.

“Mind if we join ya?” the second asks. Before you can reply, two of the slide in across from you, while the one who spoke first sits next to you. His burly arm comes up around your shoulder. You stiffen under him, feeling small.

And not in the way you feel with Rooster. He makes you feel small, protected, but also empowered. This guy has a hold on you like he’s claiming you. Telling every other guy in the bar he plans on taking you home.

“This here’s Crane and Sorry,” he points to the two in front of you. “And you can call me Pleasure. As in, it’s a pleasure to meet you. As in, the way all ladies feel after a night with me.” He winks. He actually winks.

Your brain is so shocked, you can’t form words. You should take this guy’s arm and bend it behind your back, the way your dad taught you. You should give him on of your grade-a verbal lashings.

But you don’t. The sheer audacity of this man has you frozen.

You try to make eye contact with Rooster, but Pleasure’s frame blocks your view.

“Get your hands off my girlfriend, asshole.” Rooster’s voice makes a relieved breath come from your mouth. His tone of voice would make anyone run for the hills, but it leaves you full of wanting.

Pleasure chuckles, meeting Rooster’s gaze. “Actually, it’s Lieutenant.”

Crane and Sorry exchange an amused look. Rooster’s face is set in a hard line. He reaches for Pleasure’s bicep, ripping him from the booth.

“I said to get your hands off my girlfriend, asshole.” Rooster is a whole head taller than the aviator that just had himself draped on you.

“Shouldn’t leave your girl all alone, dick.” Pleasure tells him, bowing up. Rooster’s mouth pulls up on the left, giving him one of his infamous cocky smirks. Second only to Hangman’s.

“Actually, it’s Captain. And I hope to God you’re in one of my classes. Lieutenant.”

At this, you see Pleasure audibly gulp, knowing he’s fucked up. Rooster still has a death grip on his arm.

“Come on, man. Make my day,” the words come out laced with venom.

Before things can get out of hand, you hop out of the booth and high tail it to Penny. Quickly giving her a synopsis, she rings the bell, signaling these guys need to be thrown out. Hangman, Omaha, and Coyote each grab one of the guys and drag them to the exit.

Rooster joins you at the bar, taking your face in his hands. Those brown eyes roam over you, searching.

Your hands come up to cradle his face, “Roos, I’m fine.”

“When I saw him draped over you, I saw red. Nobody touches my girl.” He leans down to place a kiss against your temple. Rooster’s words have your toes curling in your shoes. You’ve never seen this side of him.

You lower your hands to his shoulders, threading one of them in his curly hair that’s definitely longer than Military regulation.

“You’re the only one I want touching me,” you murmur in his ear, your face flushing.

“Yeah?” he murmurs back.

Not trusting your voice to not come out completely needy, you nod.

“Come on, guys. Quit being disgusting,” Maverick says to the two of you, feigning gagging.

Penny pops his hand over the bar, eliciting a laugh from him.

Rooster ignores him, placing a deep kiss onto your mouth.

“Take me home, baby,” you say, taking in those brown eyes.

“I don’t know, pretty girl, I don’t think I can get further than the Bronco,” he winks.

masterlist.

[petrinakauai]

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[coldfanbou]

Ruining the Tiger

Chaeyoung's first solo fic on my blog! Our tiger gets a little rough sex for her first outing.

Length 2.1K

Chaeyoung X Mreader

Chaeyoung sat across from you, a sweet smile on her lips as she kicked her feet. “The ocean is beautiful, isn’t it?” She asks, trying to make conversation. You agree with it and turn your head toward it; the view is a bright orange that turns a deeper hue as it begins to set. 

“We should get going; it's going to be dark soon.” You and Chaeyoung stand up and begin heading to your hotel room.  She wraps her arm around yours and looks up at you. You cock your head to the side and give her a questioning look. Chaeyoung holds her fist up and bears her teeth at you. Her actions make you laugh, and you pull her in closer. You feel Chaeyoung give you a slight hug before continuing to your hotel room.

So far, your vacation together has been great; you explored the Hawaiian islands and all they had to offer. You were just missing one thing, and that was sex. You and Chaeyoung had agreed to hold off on your urges until the final night. You both wanted to go all out, and tonight was the night.

You felt Chaeyoung press her chest to your arm, her small tits rubbing against you. “You really can’t wait any longer?” You ask teasingly. She responds with a low whine.

“I just want to do it already. Fingering myself isn’t enough, and I don’t want to use any toys.” Chaeyoung presses her lips together and gives you a pleading look. “Don’t you want to have sex?” She says innocently. Chaeyoung leans forward, giving you a better look at her chest as her yellow bikini hangs just a little loose. 

“I don’t think you have the chest to pull that move, Chae.” Chaeyoung’s mouth hangs open, and she batters you with her tiny fists.

“You take that back!” You run ahead of Chaeyoung, turning around to see her chasing you. Her orange hair flows in the wind as she runs as fast as she can in her flip-flops. You come to a stop and let her run into you; your hands find their place around Chaeyoung’s thighs. You give them a squeeze as you lift her and hear her let out a moan.

“Looks like you’re sensitive, Chae.” 

“I…” Chaeyoung shakes her head, stopping her sentence. “Shut up. I just didn’t expect that.” You press your lips against Chaeyoung’s neck, and she cranes it back in response, letting you move as you desire. Your tongue sends shivers down Chaeyoung’s spine. Shyly, she whispers to you, “Let’s go to our room. I don’t want anyone to see.” You chuckle and put Chaeyoung down before returning to your room.

You close the door behind you and pat Chaeyoung’s head. “Kneel.” Chaeyoung happily kneeled in the middle of the living room. “I have a present for you; close your eyes.”

Chaeyoung wiggled in her kneeling position, her hands covering her eyes as she waited. “What is it?” She asked, wondering what you had for her. You place a box in front of her.

“Open your eyes.” In front of Chaeyoung was a box filled with toys, ranging from dildos and vibrators to handcuffs and ropes. Chaeyoung reaches into the box, looking through the many things inside. You reach down and grab a dark piece of fabric, putting it around her eyes. “A blindfold to start things off.” You tie it off and wave your hand in front of Chaeyoung, seeing if she responds to it. When she doesn’t, you lean in and tilt her head up to capture her lips. Chaeyoung reaches for the top of her swimsuit, but you move her hands away. You sit behind Chaeyoung, spreading her legs apart and searching through the box. Finding small egg vibrators and some tape, you turn them on. The sound of them hinting to Chaeyoung what you picked up. Attaching some tape to the vibrators, you slip them under Chaeyoung’s swimsuit, right against her nipple. This sends a shock to her system, her body jerking as she feels them rubbing against her. While she becomes accustomed to them, you move your hands down and unbutton the shorts she had on, reaching inside you more, your fingers along her slit. Your hand comes back wet, her juices on your finger. You move that hand to Chaeyoung’s lips, letting her suck on them as you use your other hand to slip off her shorts. Chase helps you along, raising her hips off the ground. 

Her whines flow freely as she pulls her back toward you. You grab a dildo from the box and tease her folds, moving it back and forth along them. “Noo, I want you inside.” She mumbles due to your fingers. You discard the dildo, tossing it to the floor as you get another idea. Replacing the dildo was a vibrator; you push the tip inside before turning it on. A high-pitched hum comes from Chaeyoung as she moves her legs inward. “No-” You squeeze Chaeyoung's mouth, keeping her from speaking.

“You’ll get my cock Chaeyoung, don’t you worry.” You push the vibrator deeper inside. It moves around inside her, rubbing against her walls and making her cry out in pleasure. You move the bottom of Chaeyoung’s swimsuit back into place, holding the vibrator inside. Her hips begin to rock as the vibrator does its job. You let go of Chaeyoung, telling her to kneel again. She struggles to stay upright, ending up on all fours as the vibrator is pushed deeper. You grab the rope and tie her hands together. While you have the time, you strip down and slap Chaeyoung’s face with your cock. She recognizes it immediately and opens her mouth, her tongue sticking out. With your cock in hand, you slap it against her tongue before moving it into her awaiting mouth. Chaeyoung’s moans are soon muffled as your cock slide in and out of her mouth. Her handcuffed arms rest against your thigh as the vibrators wrack her body with pleasure. You start pushing your cock down Chaeyoung’s throat once she gets her pace going. She welcomes it, holding onto your thigh so she can keep it down her throat. You pull away from her, watching as a string of saliva connects the tip of your cock to her lip, more of the stuff running down the sides of her mouth and dripping onto the floor below. Tiny bubbles of spit form as she eagerly waits for you to put your cock back in. You place your hand on her head and give Chaeyoung what she wants, ramming your cock into the back of her throat. You can feel the smile on her lips and moan her name. Chaeyoung gargles on your cock as her tongue slides along your cock. You can feel your orgasm coming as you push your cock down her throat. 

Chaeyoung is in heaven, her hips rocking back and forth quickly as she nears her climax. Chaeyoung mumbles, something you can’t understand as you speed up your thrusts. You’re slamming your cock into Chae as you approach your climax. You yank off Chaeyoung’s blindfold, leaving her hair a mess. You see her mascara running down her cheeks and her eyes rolling into the back of her head. The visual pushes you over the edge, and you begin cumming. You let Chaeyoung have a drink of your baby batter before pulling out and shooting the rest on her face. You watch Chaeyoung smile as your warm cum rains down on her face. Her hands move down to her slit, rubbing it through her swimsuit as she has her orgasm. Chaeyoung ends up with her face rubbing the ground as her upper body gives up. You walk behind Chaeyoung and notice the bottom of her swimsuit is completely ruined, soaked from her juices. You move it to the side and take out the vibrator, dropping it on the floor. Your hands wander along Chaeyoung’s ass, squeezing and making her moan weakly. You grab the whip, playfully swinging it in the air a couple of times before running along Chaeyoung’s bottom. The swimsuit, luckily, didn’t cover much of her ass, meaning the whip would leave marks on her. You saw Chaeyoung shudder as the leather ran across her ass. “Chaeyoung, I think you’ve been a naughty girl.”

“I’m a naughty girl that needs to be spanked,” She replies without a second thought. 

“I think you need to be more than spanked.” You tell her before whipping her right cheek. Chae cries out in pain from the hit before a low moan comes through. 

“I’ve been a very bad girl.” She groans before looking over her shoulder and shaking her ass for you. “Whip me, I deserve it.” You whip the same cheek; it starts becoming red, the whip’s tassels visible on her skin. “The other one, too.” She says, raising her other cheek toward you. The whip cracks as it hits Chaeyoung’s skin. She grits her teeth, moaning through the pain. You give her a few more smacks, enough to leave her ass completely red. Having had your fun with the whip, you pressed your cock against Chaeyoung’s pussy; her lips slick with her nectar. Chaeyoung lays her head against the floor and places her hands between her legs, spreading her lips for you. “Put it in. I want to feel you inside, ruin my pussy. Make it yours.” Chaeyoung’s words make you harder. You dig your hands into her waist and impale her, driving your cock into her depths in one motion. “Shit.” Chaeyoung groans as she feels your cock stretch her tiny cunt. “It’s so big.”

“Is it everything you wanted?”

“Yes,” She cries out. “Fuck me, fuck me.” She repeats. You pull back and ram yourself back in, her small body lurching forward. Chaeyoung’s tight walls squeeze down on you. She was slick, though, allowing you to slide right in. You felt yourself unwind. As you relax, you start moving quickly; Chaeyoung’s moans fill the room. You stir her insides with every thrust; her walls are poked and prodded. Holding Chaeyoung’s waist, you force her to stand up. Moving your hand down to the back of her thighs, you grab them and lift her while continuing to thrust. Her hand goes above her head as she wraps them behind your neck, trying to hold onto something as gravity brings her crashing down onto your cock. Out of the corner of your eye, you spy a long mirror and turn to face it. Chaeyoung sees herself in the mirror. The bottom half of her swimsuit soaked in her own juices as your cock repeatedly impales her. As her eyes move upward, she spots the small bulges of the vibrators on her nipples; she had completely forgotten about them once she finally got a taste of your cock. Continuing on, she saw the drying saliva running down her chin and a mixture of cum and mascara covering her face. It all turned her on so much.

 Chaeyoung moved her hands to her clit and moaned your name as she furiously rubbed it. Chaeyoung pushed herself over the edge. Her toes curled, and her walls clamped down on your cock as she came. She turned her head and begged you for a kiss. You gave her one; she weakly met your tongue, allowing you to take over completely. Chaeyoung’s body shakes in your arms as she cums. You continue pounding her cunt, not caring about overstimulating her. Chaeyoung’s moans only got louder as she screamed from the pleasure. You were getting close to cumming. “I’m going to cum inside, Chaeyoung. I’ll make you mine.” 

“I’m yours!” Chaeyoung cried as she came again. You move closer to the wall, pressing Chaeyoung against it as you continue to thrust. Knowing you were at your wit's end, you slammed your cock into her womb and shot your load inside. “So warm,” Chaeyoung moaned weakly as your cum filled her cunt.  Chaeyoung looked down at her belly, where she felt warmest, and pressed on it. When a little bit of cum leaked out, she pressed on it again. You carry Chaeyoung onto the couch, crashing down on it as you rest. Chaeyoung’s sweaty body lays against yours, your cock still inside her. 

“You took the pill, right?” Chaeyoung gives you a nod. “Good, then I can keep pumping you full of cum, right?” Chaeyoung uses her strength to stand up, cum running down her thighs. She falls to her knees after turning around. She reaches for your cum-covered cock, her small hands wrapping around your shaft. She strokes your cock slowly before pressing her lips to the tip.

 She kisses your cock, praising it, whispering, “You’re all I want. All I need. My body is made to take this cock.” She says all that as she kisses and licks up your cum. It was almost like she was hypnotized. 

“You like my cock that much, huh?” Chaeyoung rubs her cheek against your cock and nods. She gives you her usual cute smile. “Let’s rest before we continue. We have a lot more toys to use.

[lonestarflight]

A pair of "Vought OS2U Kingfisher floatplanes, of Observation Squadron One (VO-1), taxiis alongside USS ARIZONA (BB-39), after a flight in the Hawaiian Operating area. Pilot is Lieutenant-Commander Welton D. Rowley, Commanding Officer of VO-1. Rear-seat man, Radioman 2nd Class E.L. Higley, is preparing to go out on the plane's wing to hook up the aircraft to the battleship's crane for recovery. The plane is numbered 1-O-1."

This "plane flown by Ensign Lawrence A. Williams. Rear-seat man was Radioman 3rd Class G.H. Lane, who is preparing to hook up the aircraft to the ship's crane for recovery.

Note: the plane's side number 1-O-3, with the ship's name below it."

Date: September 6, 1941

U.S. Naval History and Heritage Command: 80-G-66111, 80-G-66109, 80-G-66108

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Okay, I have SEVERAL Questions

Clearly Jonathan Crane? In what world. /jk I think this is hilarious

didn't some fanartist draw him in Hawaiian shirt once?

Do you really have to bring back the cursed blue hair?

What about the HHSD Design????

The Batman & Scooby-Doo Mysteries #7

[disneyparksattractionstournament]

Disney underrated songs tournament matchups

SO sorry for the months wait you guys, I lost motivation, life has gotten really stressful, but I am back and should be starting the tournament soon! Here are the matchups for the Underrated bracket. The obscure match ups are coming next!

Aquarela do Brazil vs Aristocats theme

All in the golden afternoon vs That's What Makes the World Go Round

Thomas O'Malley vs Once upon a wintertime

Sing sweet nightingale vs Yodel-Adle-Eedle-Idle-Oo

Heaven's Light vs Honor to Us All

Little April Showers vs Fidelity Fiduciary Bank

What is a Baby / La La Lu vs OneJump Ahead

Why Should I Worry? vs Dalmatian Plantation

Higitus Figitus vs True To Your Heart

Melody time vs Little Dressmaker / the Work Song

Once Upon a Time in New York City vs Look out for mr stork

Worlds greatest criminal mind vs Always Know Where You Are

Peace on earth vs Song of the Roustabouts

Not in Nottingham vs When Somebody Loved Me

Almost There vs Let’s sing a gay little spring song

Pink elephants on parade vs Perfect Isn't Easy

Colonel haiti march vs Another believer

I'm Still Here (Jim's Theme) vs God Help the Outcasts

The Headless Horseman vs Love

The Phony King of England vs We Know The Way

Step in Time vs Little Wonders

One Jump Ahead Reprise vs Kanine Krunchies

You Belong To My Heart vs Hellfire

The Three Caballeros vs Listen with your heart

Colombia vs Steady as the beating drum

Ichabod, ichabod crane vs Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride

On My Way vs Let Me Be Good to You

Show Yourself vs Let’s go fly a kite

After today vs The motion waltz (Emotional commotion)

Katrina vs Mine Mine Mine

The Bells of Notre Dame vs Main Title / Cinderella

Goodbye So Soon vs What a dog / he’s a tramp

[bradshawsbaby]

can i request? with the one and only bradley bradshaw. they dated in the past, but they broke up bc of long distance. a couple years later, they are at the hard deck and he brings another girl. a game of truth or dare starts, and something happens that makes her say, “i never said i love you cause i though i wasn’t enough for you!”

This is officially the last request from my anniversary celebration! Thanks for sending in such a fun concept, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! 💕

How had you ended up here?

Tonight was supposed to be a fun night out for a few drinks with the girls after work, but instead you’d somehow found yourself in the middle of a heated game of Truth or Dare with your ex-boyfriend, his date, and a small group of his closest friends.

Your heart had nearly ceased to beat when he first strolled into The Hard Deck, his arm wrapped around the waist of some pretty redhead you couldn’t help but despise the second you laid eyes on her. Even if it hadn’t been for the mustache and the Hawaiian shirt, you would have known it was Rooster Bradshaw from a thousand miles away. That cocky strut wasn’t one you could soon forget. And it seemed that his years away from North Island had only made him bolder.

One of your co-workers, Lorraine gasped from her spot beside you at the bar, nearly spilling her beer. “Is that who I think it is?”

“Who?” asked Jillian, another of your co-workers, a nice girl who had just arrived at North Island a few months ago. She craned her neck to try to see where Lorraine was looking.

“My ex,” you cut in smoothly, not wanting Lorraine to start rehashing your whole sad saga. “I heard he was back in town,” you added quickly, shrugging as if it didn’t affect you in the slightest. “He was part of that uranium mission, and it seems the Navy’s keeping some of them stationed here as part of a special squadron.”

You had known it would only be a matter of time before you ran into each other.

“You should go talk to him!” Jillian grinned, a naive excitement blazing in her eyes.

Talk to him? Talk to the guy who had left your heart shattered in a million pieces when he’d left North Island without a backwards glance?

“No,” you said firmly, taking a deep gulp of your drink. “Besides, he’s here with someone else.”

You and Rooster met when he was at TOPGUN the first time around. He was a young and brash naval aviator, desperate to prove his mettle, and you were a newly minted Navy nurse, fresh out of your graduate program. Your connection had been instantaneous, your fling passionate and intense.

But when graduation was over, so was your relationship.

At the time, you insisted to Lorraine and all the others that it didn’t bother you, that you’d known exactly what you were signing up for when you got involved with a Navy flyboy.

You were lying.

And damn, if that man and his mustache didn’t still have an effect on you all these years later.

At the sound of someone calling your name, you turned and let out a gasp of pleasant surprise. “Phoenix! Bob!” you exclaimed, hugging them both. You remembered both of them from their times at TOPGUN as well. In the back of your mind, you recalled hearing something about them being part of the group that had been recalled for the mission.

“Come over and have a drink with all of us,” Phoenix insisted after the three of you had spent some time catching up. “Payback, Fanboy, Coyote, and Hangman are here, too,” she said. “And Rooster.” She said that last part with a look of feigned innocence.

Before you could think better of it, you found yourself agreeing. And that’s how one drink became three, and the whole lot of you wound up scattered around a table near the back, caught up in a ruthless game of Truth or Dare.

You couldn’t look Rooster in the eye, but you could feel his eyes on you all the same. Your skin grew warm under his scrutiny, and you couldn’t help but wonder what the girl on his arm was thinking. Considering the fact that about halfway through the game, she huffed something against his ear and then stalked off towards the bar alone, she wasn’t thrilled by his lack of attention.

After Rooster completed Fanboy’s dare to chug some strange combination of beer and hot sauce, he looked at you again, and this time you couldn’t help but look back.

Your mouth instantly went dry. How could he be even more handsome than you remembered?

“My turn,” he murmured, never once taking his eyes off you.

“Me?” you questioned, feeling a knot develop in the pit of your stomach.

“Truth or Dare?” Rooster asked, leaning a little bit closer to you.

“Truth,” you replied quickly, before you could take the time to really weigh your options.

It looked to be the answer he was hoping to hear. “Have you ever lied about being in love?”

Your heart plummeted inside your chest. You knew exactly why he was asking you this question. You glanced nervously at the others for a moment before squaring your shoulders and telling him, “Yes.”

Rooster tensed at that, his dark eyes even more intense now as he continued to stare at you. “Lied about being in love or lied about not being in love?”

“Hey! Only one question per turn!” Hangman interjected, pushing a handful of peanuts into his mouth.

“Excuse me,” you muttered, suddenly feeling much too hot in the crowded bar. You nearly tripped in your effort to get away from the group of naval aviators, hurrying out a side door and onto the beach.

You could hear Rooster calling your name from behind you, but it only made you try to run further away.

“Hey!” Rooster called, finally catching up to you and slowing you down with a hand on your waist. “Answer my question. Please,” he said quietly, a silent yearning in his tone.

“I lied about not being in love, okay? Is that what you want to hear?” you demanded, crossing your arms firmly over your chest.

It had been a couple nights before his TOPGUN graduation, and the two of you were lying in bed together. You knew he would be leaving soon and you were trying to steel yourself for the disappointment of being the one who got left behind.

“Can I ask you something?” he whispered, holding you in his arms in a way that you wanted to commit to memory forever. When you nodded, he continued, “Do you think you—have you ever been in love?”

Before meeting him, you would have said no. But these past several weeks had been a whirlwind and had showed you everything your life had been missing up to that point. So now the answer was yes because you were without a doubt in love with Bradley Bradshaw.

But you couldn’t tell him that. He wasn’t going to choose you, not when he had his whole future ahead of him. A future that wasn’t on North Island. So you told him an answer that you thought might make it hurt less when he inevitably left you.

“No.”

You figured you were just imagining the tightness in his jaw and the way his body stiffened. He rolled over in bed then and didn’t say anything else for the rest of the night.

And then graduation came, and he was gone.

But now he was standing in front of you once more, his dark eyes sparking with some emotion, some intense depth of feeling that you didn’t quite understand.

“Rooster,” you murmured, unable to stop yourself from getting caught up in the orbit of that gaze. “It doesn’t—”

“Did you lie that night? That night I asked you if you’d ever been in love?” he pressed, taking a step closer to you. You felt dwarfed by his large frame.

Unable to form words, you simply nodded, eyes wide as you looked up into his face.

“Had you been in love before or did you love me then?” Rooster demanded, his tone not exactly rough, but definitely firm.

“Rooster, please—”

“Please just tell me,” he begged, something cracking behind his hard facade.

“I loved you then,” you whispered, your voice nearly swallowed up by the waves.

Rooster took a step back, raking his hands through his sun-kissed brown curls. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he rasped, shaking his head. “I deserved to know! Why didn’t you—?”

“I never said ‘I love you’ because I thought I wasn’t enough for you!” you exploded, the truth spilling forth at last.

That stopped Rooster dead in his tracks as he lifted his head and gazed into your eyes. “What?” he asked, his question falling heavy like a stone.

“I knew you were leaving and that you weren’t going to look back!” you exclaimed, fighting back the tears in your eyes. “I couldn’t—I couldn’t bear telling you that I loved you, only to watch you leave a few days later!”

Rooster seemed to instantly deflate at your revelation, pain flashing in his eyes. “Did you really think that I would just leave? We could’ve made it work. We could’ve—”

“I didn’t want your pity,” you mumbled, feeling embarrassed now as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

“Pity?” Rooster scoffed, stepping even closer to you and reaching out to cup your face in his hands. “Baby, I was so in love with you.”

“You were?” you gasped, your breath catching in your throat as you looked at him.

He nodded, not letting go of you. “I still am. Even all these years later, I’ve never been able to get you off my mind.”

“Rooster,” you whispered softly, almost reverently. “Oh, Rooster.” Sliding your hands into his hair, you moved closer to him, your body pressing against his. “I’ve missed you,” you confessed, barely wanting to breathe for fear of ruining this moment. You were half convinced it was a dream.

“I’ve missed you, too, baby,” he replied quietly, nuzzling his nose against yours. “But I’m back now. For good. And I don’t want to have to say goodbye again.”

“Truth or Dare?” you murmured, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Dare,” he smiled, resting his hands on your hips.

“I dare you to kiss me,” you grinned, heart hammering inside your chest.

He chuckled at that, cradling your face in his hands as he leaned in for the kiss. “Easiest dare ever.”

From my “TOP ONE” Anniversary Celebration! (Requests are now closed)

[slocumjoe]

What's a compliment you would give each companion if you were to meet them IRL?

theres a few different ways to answer this. One of them being something personal and related to their character growth. No. That would be deep and philosophical. I'm answering this literally. How would I, a normal person, compliment them, presuming them to also be normal people?

Cait; would be wearing the kind of stompers I'd kill for. Just the chunkiest leather boots that would make me salivate. It'd be the boots, or when she'd walk away, I'd whisper to the person standing next to me, "holy shit, did you see how buff she was???"

Curie; would dress professional, but still fun and cute, so think pencil skirts and maybe a fun blouse. So, I'd probably end up blurting out how cute her outfit was. Complimenting her nails (short but a shiny, glittery color) or her jewelry (novelty stuff earrings, like atoms or chemical beakers) is also on the table.

Danse; id look at him and stop breathing. I would crane my neck up and my mouth would warp into the stupidest grin, incapable of speaking without a choking giggle. My face would go red as a tomato. I physically would not be able to compliment him. I would have to sit down for 15 minutes and remember how to breathe.

Deacon; knowing Deacon, he'd show up wearing the same hawaiian shirt as me

Gage; id follow his lizard Instagram and be completely obsessed with it. I would not approach him in person but I will absolutely leave comments fawning over his pet iguana

Hancock; I imagine he dresses Like That everywhere. Given my reaction when my butch manger showed up dressed as a medieval king, with a crown and embroidered dress coat and boots (i stopped breathing and stared at her for five minutes, jaw on the floor), I would probably react the same to Hancock's manner of dress. I wouldn't need to say anything. He'd get it.

MacCready; he'd make make an impressive trash can shot. Meaning, he'd throw something from yards away and still get it in the garbage. What else can you do but bow before the glory of a college kids dunk skills

Nick; *five seconds after he leaves* "that was the nicest, kindest man I've ever met and I think my daddy issues are cured"

Piper; id follow her tumblr and Twitter for the Chaos. Is that a compliment? Idk but you look at me and tell me that this woman would not EAT any discourse she got into. Even if she was wrong she would still somehow win. I hate her. We should kiss under the moonlight

Preston; *five seconds after he leaves* "that was the nicest, kindest man I've ever met and I think I should chase him down and give him my number?"

X6; I would open my mouth to compliment his jacket and he'd look down at me through his sunglasses with the most digusted grimace, before opening his palm in expectation of money before he would EVER suffer my voice

[guardian-angle22]

Nobody tagged me in this (I just found it randomly in the book tag), but I feel like TALKING ABOUT BOOKS! and I wanna hear from my friends about their reading. so! Here we are!

Last book I…

BOUGHT:

Cooling the Tropics by Hi'ilei Julia Kawehipuaakahaopulani Hobart. This is a nonfiction book that uses the lens of refrigeration and ice (and its various food forms like frozen drinks/ice cream/etc) to talk about the ways Hawai'i was colonized and native Hawaiians were forced to assimilate. Have not read it yet, but itching to pick it up during this summer season!

BORROWED:

I Keep My Exoskeletons To Myself by Marisa Crane. I have the e-book for this checked out from the library right now. Currently not super far into it, but it's about a world in which "wrongdoers" are given a second shadow (or third, fourth, etc) as punishment and forced to be publicly shamed (and discriminated against). We follow a main character who has lost her wife in childbirth and the baby was given a second shadow immediately. It's written in first person narration as the MC speaking to her dead wife.

WAS GIFTED:

The Last Cuentista by Donna Barba Higuera. My sister gave me this book for Christmas! I read it back in January and it's a fantastic middle grade/YA story set on a spaceship that has left earth right before a comet is about to destroy it. Follows a young girl who wants to be a storyteller for future generations but when she wakes up from stasis on the ship, a cult has taken over and they want to purge humanity of its stories and history.

GAVE/LENT TO SOMEONE:

Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire. A friend of mine was looking for some short reads, so I lent him a stack of various novellas. This is one of my favorites! This is the first book in a series following children who have gone into portal worlds and come back. While they're seeking to find their own specific door back to the world they're meant to be in, they stay at Eleanor West's Home for Wayward Children.

STARTED:

Do What Godmother Says by L.S. Stratton. I started listening to this on audio the other day! Shanice has inherited a spooky painting from her grandmother. As she starts to learn about the Harlem Renaissance painter who made it, she also begins to wonder if maybe the painting is haunted.

FINISHED:

Before the Devil Breaks You by Libba Bray. This is the third book in a series so I won't go into the plot, but it was a solid continuation of the story - I read all 500+ pages in one day! The first book, The Diviners, introduces a group of characters living in 1920's NYC as they're discovering their various supernatural abilities, trying to solve a crime, and save all of humanity from evil.

GAVE 5 STARS:

El Deafo by Cece Bell. This is a middle grade graphic memoir about CeCe's experience of growing up as the only hearing impaired child at her school and in her neighborhood. It was adorably illustrated with all the characters as rabbits. This was definitely written for a younger audience but I think anyone can enjoy and learn from it!

GAVE 2 STARS:

Do Not Become Alarmed by Maile Meloy. This was a book I picked up specifically for a vacation in January so I could read a book set on a cruise ship while on a cruise ship... While it kind of fulfilled that for me, it also surprised me with unnecessary on-page abuse of a child. The "thriller" aspects of this book were not at all interesting. There were also too many POV changes throughout. 2 stars. Do not recommend.

DIDN’T FINISH:

Stiff by Mary Roach. I DNF'd this on audio specifically. I just was not digging the voice of the narrator. I could see myself trying to read this again in physical form at some point in the future.

Tagging any of my friends that I have ever chatted with about books (but no pressure as always!): @alrightbuckaroo @carlos-tk @lemonlyman-dotcom @beautifulhigh @tailoredshirt @heartstringsduet @dotsunflowers @mikibwrites @three-drink-amy @rmd-writes @liminalmemories21 & OPEN TAG to anyone who wants to do this!! TAG ME PLEASE so I can see all the fun books!

[rhettabbotts]

Congrats on 1200 followers! Sending you Rooster and "no on can ever find out about this" as prompts!

stolen stares - bradley bradshaw

pairing: bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x pilot!reader (callsign: clover)

summary: what started as a drunken one night stand turns into months of sneaking around.

w/c: 1.7k

warnings: 18+ only. SMUT. drinking. secret relationship. friends to lovers. slight dom!bradley. fingering. p in v. some fluff. getting caught making out.

Your head pounded as the bright sunshine peeked through the blinds in your room. It was warm, almost uncomfortably so, and you tried to kick the covers off and slip out of the bed but something - no, someone - had a tight hold around your waist. 

You started to panic as you tried to wiggle away until you felt a soft kiss pressed to your bare shoulder and the tickle of a mustache. Craning your neck slightly, you saw a barely awake Bradley laying behind you. The beams of sunlight bounced off his golden skin, his hair tousled and curls prominent. He had a lazy smirk, one that said ‘this is real, this happened.’ 

“Hi,” he said quietly. One simple word and your whole body was ablaze. His gravelly voice was laced with sleep. Flashes of the night before flooded your mind as you gazed around the room and saw the trail of clothes leading from the door to the bed you’re laying in. 

Tequila shots. Licking the salt off Bradley’s hand for a dare. Bradley playing the piano. Bradley pulling you into his lap. Dragging Bradley back to your room. Ripping the buttons off Bradley’s Hawaiian shirt. Kissing. Moaning. More kissing. 

It hit you like a freight train. The image of Bradley leaning over you and whispering your name before he slid inside you. 

“What the fuck happened last night?”

“I’ve got a pretty good idea.” 

You sighed as you felt real Bradley start tracing lines across your lower stomach, soft touches that made your back arch and your ass press against his hard cock. 

“Rooster,” you sighed as he started sucking a mark into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. 

“So it wasn’t a dream,” he mumbled into your skin, pulling you ever so tighter to him. His strong forearm flexed and his fingers danced lower until they brushed against your already dripping cunt. 

“Roo- Bradley, please,” you whimpered. His index finger drew lazy circles around your clit, dipping down to collect your desire and back again. 

“So wet for me, sweet girl.”

Bradley slid his finger inside, thrusting slowly before inserting another. The angle was a little awkward and you could feel his cock leaking against your lower back. It didn’t take much for him to draw your orgasm out of you. A desperate plea of his name and you were clenching around his fingers. 

You slumped into his chest as you laid there breathless. Your heart pounded in your ears and you whined a pathetic sound when Bradley removed his fingers and trailed your wetness across your hip. 

Silence followed as Bradley excused himself to the bathroom and you finally checked your phone. Messages from Phoenix were pouring in. 

Where did you go? Did you leave? Did you see Rooster leave? Oh my god are you with Rooster? ANSWER ME!

You didn’t know how to respond. You didn’t know what to say so you turned your phone off, avoiding the situation altogether. Bradley emerged from the bathroom, now dressed in tight black boxers. His hair was still a mess and his chest was slightly flushed but he still had that lazy smirk on his face. 

He crawled back into bed and propped his head against the palm of his hand, looking down at you with a glint of amusement in his eyes. 

“So…”

“Bradley- this- I don’t know what this is, but-“

“I don’t want it to be a one time thing. But if that’s what you want, I can- I can live with that,” he said shyly.

“I don’t want it to be a one time thing, either,” you whispered, running your finger along his cheekbone. He was leaning in for a kiss when his phone started ringing. He groaned loudly before rolling over. It was Maverick. 

Bradley paced around the room talking to Mav while you got dressed. You were nervous, feeling like you had been caught but Bradley didn’t say a word. He hung up and sat down beside you on the edge of the bed. 

“I gotta go help Mav with something. Can we- would you want to- can I take you out tonight?”

You smiled as he stuttered over his words. Grabbing his hand and kissing his knuckles, you nodded. 

“I’d like that.”

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Dinner was nice but you were antsy. You wanted to be alone with Bradley again. You couldn’t keep your hands off him as you entered your room. There was a certain thrill to sneaking around, knowing you were the only two that knew about this. 

Bradley bent you over on your hand and knees, tearing the foil condom wrapper with his teeth before sliding it on himself. His hands roamed over your back, groping your ass before landing a light slap to it. He thrusted two fingers inside you without preamble, wasting no time in getting you ready for him. 

“Dripping all over my fingers, Clover. You’re so desperate for it, aren’t you?” His voice was rough like the pace of his digits. He slid them out and slid his hard cock inside you to the hilt. You moaned into the pillow, biting the material as you adjusted to his size. 

His thrusts started slow but soon picked up, his hips snapping against you. The only sounds that filled the room were your breathy moans and Bradley’s grunts and skin slapping against skin. His hands wrapped around your front to grope at your breasts, pinching your nipples. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Right there. Oh god Brad- keep- oh-“

Your voice was nearly unrecognizable to your own ears as Bradley pounded into you. It was desperate and needy and everything you ever wanted. If someone had told you months ago that you would be here with your best friend, you would probably laugh. 

“Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock. I know you’re close. I’m right behind you,” he mumbled in your ear. A few swipes of his thumb over your clit and you were there. His hips stuttered as he came. He flopped on top of you, body weight causing a nice pressure.

Bradley cleaned you and himself up before curling up beside you and pulling you close to him. 

“Roo- can we- no one can ever find out about this. We could- this could be a real problem if anyone knows.”

“I know… I know. We can keep it a secret.”

You could hear a twinge of sadness in his voice but he knew you were right. It would cause a lot of issues if anyone found out. 

So you kept it a secret. Stolen glances during class, quick make out sessions in the hallway in between training exercises, late nights in each other's rooms before sneaking out early in the morning. 

Phoenix knew something was going on. She could see it written all over your face but she couldn’t quite figure it out. Everyone knew something was different between your and Rooster’s dynamic. When you were once talking to each other, you avoided each other at all costs now. Natasha thought maybe you were fighting but she saw the way you would get flustered when he walked into the room. 

She cornered you one day in the locker room and started bombarding you with questions once again. 

“You gonna tell me what’s going on between you and Rooster?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said, avoiding eye contact and shoving your clothes into your bag. 

“You’re hiding something. Did he do something? What happened?”

“Nothing! Look, it’s nothing.”

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” She placed her hand in yours and squeezed. 

“I know, Nat. Thank you.”

It was so hard keeping it from her and the others but you knew it was for the best, until you and Bradley figured things out. 

———————————————————————

Your secret continued for a few months. But it was exhausting trying to hide it, trying to find time together but also not trying to seem too suspicious. 

One night at the Hard Deck changed everything. You were all drinking, Bradley was sitting across from you at the booth and he was giving you those eyes. The ones that shouted trouble. And you loved it. He tilted his head toward the back where the restrooms were and you grinned. 

You excused yourself while Bradley waited, knowing he was watching every sway of your hips. It was about five minutes before he came knocking on the bathroom door and you felt giddy. 

“You picked this dress out just to drive me crazy, didn’t you?” He said as he pushed his way inside before backing you against the wooden frame. 

His hands were everywhere, grabbing at your hips and your ass, pulling you impossibly closer to him. Your own hands found purchase in his hair, tugging until a soft groan escaped his throat. 

“God, Rooster,” You whined before his lips came crashing down against yours. Your tongues battled for dominance for some time before you heard - more so felt - pounding at the door. 

“Clover, you okay?” Natasha’s voice bellowed. You snapped your eyes to Bradley’s and you were sure his expression matched your own - sheer panic. There was nowhere for him to go. 

“What do we do?!” You whispered harshly. 

“I don’t know!”

“You know I can hear you guys,” Phoenix deadpanned. You stood in shock for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of laughter. 

You opened the door to Phoenix standing on the opposite wall with her arms crossed, a knowing smirk plastered on her face. You couldn’t imagine the state you were in. Dress wrinkled and lips swollen red. Bradley had some lipstick smudged on his chin and he smiled sheepishly at his best friend. 

“Hangman owes me fifty bucks,” was all she said before turning on her heel to head back to where the rest of the squad was seated. 

You threw your head back laughing and turned to wrap your arms around Bradley’s neck, pulling him in for another kiss - this time, not caring who saw. 

You would figure it out later. But for now, you are going to kiss your man in your favorite bar and walk back to your table hand in hand and enjoy drinks with your friends. 

[britt-kageryuu]

Donnie is streaming. His model is seated in a purple inflatable chair, dressed in a purple unbuttoned Hawaiian Shirt, black swim trunks with purple circuitry detailing, his mask with science charms, and purple crocs. Shelldon is perched on the arm of the chair.

Donnie is playing a new game he just bought before the stream. "Oh yes, we're looking for our Father who we don't recognize. And this random Adult Man appears and claims to be the Father we are looking for. Yes, hello long lost parent! He says with much sarcasm," Donnie pauses for a second for effect, "Like I'm going to believe this for one second!"

Chat is in agreement with various emoji spam, and 'yes, don't believe/trust him!', though multiple people are attempting to spoil things only to be knocked out quickly by Shelldon with a quickly appearing and disappearing light gun.

"Not to mention he doesn't seem to know about how the device he made works!" Shelldon adds on. "And leading us to believe he's not the assistant."

Donnie nods in agreement with his eyes closed, "It's a pretty standard trope, and doesn't take much thought to see this. But we must not put to much stock, just incase they aren't pulling this." He continues the dialogue and get more of the story.

Shelldon jolts a bit, "Wait, when to inspected the lighter you found with those cigarettes earlier it said B.E.," He seems to vibrate while connecting clues, "so going with this clue, this guy is definitely Bill... unless we learn something else. Right?" Shelldon calms down so he doesn't fall over. Donnie pats him on the head.

"Amused chuckle, let's just continue the story, and get the answers we need. And find those odd QR code origami cranes. Not to forget he was a little dodgy about how our 'Aunt' dissapeared." Donnie says, as he continues the game. Trying to find the random puzzles around the games mansion.

Chat is kinda ignored because Donnie and Shelldon want to focus on important details, and not important details that just add story elements.

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Masterpost, Part Two

I had a bit of inspiration from my new game. It's a remake, and I kind of remember the story, but this is my thoughts on an early part (beginning of chapter 2).

I don't know if I like writing this way, or in the 'chat' style. Opinions are welcome.

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 1

Episode 8: The Space Rock

~Junk-N-Stuff~

"Careful, careful." (y/n) said to Gooch, who was busy operating a crane. Henry watched on as they tried to move a space rock around the store. One wrong move and the immensely dense rock would break through the floor.

"No, no, move all those things to the side," Gooch said to Henry, who was trying to clear some space for the rock.

"All right, all right." He said dragging a table across the room.

"Hey, you guys." Charlotte entered the shop, carrying a tray of corn dogs.

"You're late for work, Char." (y/n) said to her, her eyes still on the rock.

"It's not my fault. There was a line at The Corn Doggery." Charlotte explained to her, so the woman decided she would overlook it, just this once.

"You got us corn dogs?" Henry asked his friend, excited at the prospect of food.

"Yeah, dude," Charlotte said as Henry went to grab one.

"How can you eat those things?" (y/n) asked the teens, looking at the greasy snacks in disgust.

"Because they're delicious," Henry stated in an obvious tone, making her roll her eyes.

"This is not corn dog time. Okay, give me a corn dog." Gooch scolded his colleagues, but the temptation of a deep-fried sausage was too much for him.

"So, what is all this?" Charlotte asked, corn dog in hand.

"That is a big rock," Henry said.

"From outer space." (y/n) added in, making the rock seem even more mysterious.

"No, I mean, what's this crane for?" Charlotte cleared up.

"To move the damn thing. It weighs over seven thousand pounds." (y/n) told her, pointing at it.

"Wow, can I borrow this crane to move my big Uncle Rosco? Because he's been on our couch since Christmas." Charlotte turned to Gooch, who wasn't sure if she was serious or joking.

"Why aren't you downstairs with Ray?" Henry piped up, realising that it wasn't often that (y/n) came upstairs to Junk-N-Stuff.

"Eh, he's doing some stupid dancing thing with Leilani, so I figured I'd come help with this." She muttered, looking at a random item on the shelf so they all wouldn't see how hurt she was. But they did, and a sympathetic wave washed over them.

"Darn it. Which one of these controls makes the--" Gooch suddenly said as he pulled at the levers and pushed several buttons. Unfortunately, he hit the release button and the rock dropped through the floor and kept going until it reached the Man Cave below.

"You nitwit, how did you drop it?" (y/n) looked in horror at the damage that had been caused.

"Wow, that things gonna drop all the way down to the Man Cave." Charlotte pointed out.

"Ray!" Henry and (y/n) looked at each other with wide eyes and ran to the walkie-talkie on the counter, hoping they could warn him in time.

~Meanwhile, down in the Man Cave~

Ray was dancing and wiggling his hips in time with Leilani when his laser remote in his pocket started to ring.

"Hey, I can't talk. I'm hula-sizing with Leilani." He said.

"Ray, there's seven thousand-pound space rock on its way down there," Henry shouted down the line.

"There's a what on its way down where?" Ray stopped dancing, as he tried to understand what Henry had just said. Unexpectedly, the space rock came smashing through the ceiling and hit the superhero on his head. Leilani screamed at his side and looked at him in horror.

"Ray?" The Hawaiian woman said, placing a hand on his chest and giving him a shove. When he didn't move, she ran off, over the couch and through the sprocket.

"Ray? You there? What happened?" Henry said into the walkie-talkie after he heard a massive crash.

"Ray! A very heavy rock is about to crash through your ceiling." Henry tried to warn him, but it was too late.

Ray raised his and looked at the mess around him and heard Henry through his remote.

"Yeah. Thanks for the heads up." He groaned, flopping his head back down and switching off the call.

"I bet that got them to stop dancing." (y/n) smirked to herself, making the others shrug and eat their corn dogs.

~The next day~

"No more rocks from outer space." (y/n) looked at Ray, who was helping Gooch patch the hole in the ceiling whilst she swept up the debris.

"I didn't know it would drop down here," Gooch told her, climbing down the ladder.

"And I didn't know it would land on my head," Ray added as he smoothed the plaster over the hole.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The young woman asked in concern. Seven thousand pounds of rock is a lot to take on the head, even if you're indestructible.

"I'm Captain Man, I'm always okay." He smiled at her as he jumped down, making her roll her eyes. They had started to pack up the wall repair kit when Gooch placed a shaking hand on Ray's shoulder. The two looked at him weirdly, wondering why he looked so scared.

"Gooch, you look like you've seen a ghost." (y/n) inclined her head at him.

"Look." He was pointing at the rock, which they had left on the floor due to its immense weight. It had cracked open and was full of a weird, purple goo. (y/n) grabbed Ray's bicep as she looked at him and he took her hand in his.

"That's no rock." She said in horror, seeing the slime trailing away from the rock.

"And whatever was in it, is now in here," Ray whispered, looking around the Man Cave.

"I should call Henry." Gooch shuffled to the supercomputer, as (y/n) jumped onto Ray's back, terrified at the thought of some unknown creature running around her ankles. The man's hands quickly grabbed the back of her knees so she wouldn't fall off.

"This isn't really helping." He looked up at her.

"So get your biggest gun and shoot the damn thing before it eats us!" She hissed in his ear and he ran to the weaponry.

~10 minutes later~

Henry and Charlotte tumbled out of the elevator, seeing Ray creeping around the computer area with (y/n) still on his back. He had one hand holding up her leg and in the other, a large laser blaster. Similarly, (y/n) had an arm around his neck, but her gun was smaller and her hand was shaking. Gooch was sneaking around the back of the Man Cave, a golf club in hand. 

"Ray, what's wrong?" Henry asked in a loud voice.

"SHHHHHH!" The adults put their fingers over their lips, not wanting to spook the creature.

"How come you guys are---" Charlotte started, but this time, Henry was the one to shush her.

"Why are you shushing me?" She asked him in confusion.

"I don't know they started it." He replied, gesturing to the still searching grownups.

"Will you two be quiet?!" Ray scolded them, (y/n) looking pale over his shoulder.

"We have a situation," Gooch said to the kids. 

"What's going on?" Henry asked them, and Ray passed his blaster to (y/n). He started to mimic how the rock fell from the ceiling and had hatched an extraterrestrial creature that was now scurrying around the Man Cave.

"Use your words, doofus." (y/n) slapped his shoulder with her gun. Even she had no idea what his charades meant. 

"Look at the space rock." He hissed, pointing at the broken shell.

"What the Jack happened?" Charlotte asked, walking over to it.

"It hatched, duhhh." (y/n) said from Ray's shoulder as he took his blaster back.

"What do you mean it hatched? It's a rock. Rocks don't hatch. Do rocks hatch?" Henry pointed at the thing in terror, looking to Charlotte for answers.

"No, eggs hatch." She told him.

"So, the space rock was really a space egg?" Henry looked at his boss and the girl clinging to his back like a koala.

"Yeah, and last night it hatched and some 'thing' crawled out of it," Ray explained with a serious look on his face.

"Where'd it go?" Henry started to go white.

"We don't know. It's in here with us." (y/n) said, her hands tightening on Ray's shoulders.

"But it left that purple slime trail." The man said, and they all looked at where the alien had slithered off to.

"So, you're saying that some creature from outer space, crawled outta that egg rock and now it's somewhere around here, but you don't know where it is?" Charlotte looked at Ray and recounted the situation.

"Yeah, pretty much." (y/n) squeaked out. Hearing it out loud freaked her out even more.

"Okay then." After mulling over the facts for a couple of seconds, Charlotte took off, grabbed her backpack and walked to the tube area.

"Up the tube." She said, leaving her confused friends staring at the space where she used to be stood.

"So, she's gone." Henry looked at the adults.

"Traitor. Now the creature's only got four people to gobble--" (y/n) was cut off as the creature squeaked.

"Oh, I hear it," Ray said and they all looked up at the ceiling.

"Gooch, turn off all non-essential equipment," Ray said to the man, as he gripped his laser in preparation. Gooch shut down all the unnecessary gadgets in the Man Cave, meaning the headquarters feel silent. It also meant that he had killed the lights, terrifying (y/n).

"NOT THE LIGHTS, NOT THE LIGHTS, NOT THE LIGHTS!" She screeched, clinging to Ray even harder so he found it hard to breathe.

"Oh my god, something's squeezing my leg." Ray said, but (y/n) still had her eyes shut.

"And Henry's gone!" Gooch cried, turning the lights back on, only to see Henry hugging his boss's leg beneath (y/n). He shook him off in disgust.

"All right, this is stupid. I can only deal with one scared person on me at a time." He looked at Henry with a glare.

"We don't need to be afraid." He continued, causing (y/n) to hit him on his head.

"Easy for you to say, super density boy." She said, into his ear. Her warm breath on his neck made his hair stand on end, and he was suddenly aware of how her entire body was pressed against him.

"Yeah, you're indestructible. No creature's gonna hurt you." Henry agreed with her.

"Oh yeah, what happens if it crawls up my leg? I don't need some alien thing all up in there." (y/n) went wide-eyed at his words and stared at his neck as she wrangled with her filthy mind.

"So, what do we do?" Henry asked.

"I think if we just calmly search the Man Cave--" Ray started, but then the creature started squeaking again, sending them all into a panic. They sprinted all over the Man Cave looking for somewhere to hide. Ray rushed over to the tube area with (y/n) still clamped to his back. Henry joined them and they hurriedly hit their belt buckles.

"UP THE TUBE!" They screamed, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.

However, unknown to all of them, the creature had made its way across the floor and slithered into Henry's bag.

~Later that afternoon~

"Uh, huh, yeah, she's here at my house," Henry said to (y/n) over the phone.

"(y/n) wants to know why you're not at work," Henry said, leaning over the counter at Charlotte, who was busy typing away on her pink PearBook.

"I'm not going back there until somebody catches that creature and gets rid of it." She told him, shivering at the thought of the slimy alien.

"Don't you wanna see it?" Henry asked her, thinking that seeing an actual alien would be cool.

"Yeah, I wanna see it. I wanna see it dead." The dark-haired girl sassed.

"She says she's not coming back to work until we can find the..." Henry looked over at his sister, making sure she was still giggling at her PearPad on the couch.

"You know what. Yeah. She is crazy." He agreed with (y/n).

"I heard that." Charlotte retorted, not looking away from her screen.

"Hey, I left my backpack down in the..." Henry started, but (y/n) already knew the answer.

"Oh, Gooch dropped it off? Hey, Piper." He shouted across the room, the phone against his chest.

"What?" She shouted back.

"Did a guy I work with drop off my backpack here?" He asked her, ignoring her rude tone.

"Yeah, Mom has it. Stop bothering me." She snapped and put her earphones back in.

"Yeah, I got it, thanks. Okay, later." He said goodbye and hung up.

"So, did you--did you find anything out about the space rock or egg or whatever?" He whispered to Charlotte.

"Yeah, and I'm worried." She replied in concern.

"About?" Henry asked as he munched on a chicken leg.

"What if that was just the first alien space rock egg? What if more come and then the aliens take over the Earth and use us, humans, as food?" Henry didn't take Charlotte to be a conspiracy theorist, believing that she had always been a girl of facts and evidence.

"That will never happen." He laughed at her.

"Why not?"

"'Cause... if they're aliens who travelled here, that means they have to be highly intelligent. And highly intelligent creatures wouldn't eat other living creatures." He said, thinking his logic was perfect. He began to tear the meat off the leg in an animalistic way.

"Wouldn't they?" Charlotte looked at him with a questioning gaze. Henry looked up and realised what he was doing, causing him to drop the bird's leg.

"Oh my god." He said with a mouthful of chicken, Charlotte's theory making more sense now.

"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I'm the golden boy!" Jasper burst through the door, his arms raised in celebration of something. On the couch, Piper began to smirk to herself.

"Showtime." She gloated with a flick of her blonde hair.

"What are you all pumped up about?" Henry asked his best friend, as he wandered over to the couch.

"Yeah, Jasper, what's up?" Piper interjected in a sickly sweet voice.

You guys know my latest bucket podcast?" Jasper looked at them all excitedly.

"Yeah?"

"A hundred thousand and seven downloads." Jasper bragged, making his friends gasp in shock. However, Piper just smirked to herself, glad to see that her plan was working. 

"That many people downloaded your new podcast?" Henry looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, sir." The curly-haired boy had a proud look on his face.

"And what's the most you've ever gotten before?" Henry quizzed him.

"Seven," Jasper told them the tiny figure.

"Wow, that's really great. I bet this success makes you feel so much better about yourself as a person. Pieper smiled at him, making Henry and Charlotte suspicious. That girl was never nice to anyone.

"It does. Later, I'm gonna go to my Grandmother's house and say "Hey, Grandma, who's useless now?"" Jasper told her.

"Good for you, Jasp." Henry smiled at his friend. 

"Thanks. Hey, can I go up to your room and record a special message for my fans?" He looked at Henry.

"Sure."

"Thanks." Jasper ran off up the stairs, leaving Henry and Charlotte alone with Piper.

"Way to go, Jasper. You're a rock star. HA!" The little girl called after him.

"She did something." Charlotte looked at Henry, who knew she was correct.

"Piper..." He looked annoyed at his sister.

"Yeah?" She started in a cute and innocent voice.

"What did you do?" He asked her.

"Okay. Okay. I went on a website and for ten bucks I bought Jasper 100,000 fake downloads." She told them her cruel plan.

"Well, why would you do that?" Henry asked her, wondering why she was so mean.

"To get him all happy and excited so later I can crush him." She told him, infuriating Henry.

"Okay, that's a really mean thing to--" Henry was cut off by his mother screaming from the laundry room. She came running into the sitting room; panic was written all over her face.

"Where's the bug spray? I need the bug spray and a baseball bat." She yelled at her children, sprinting to search the cupboards.

"Mom, mom, mom. What's wrong?" Henry asked her.

"I... I was downstairs in the basement washing your backpack because it was all sticky inside--Oh, hi Charlotte. And there was this bug or maybe it was a rat, whatever it was it jumped on me and landed on my shoulder." She ranted, letting Henry look at the purple goo on her shoulder. He instantly recognised it and felt a sense of dread settle in his stomach.

"Uh-oh." Charlotte shook her head at him, as Mrs Hart screamed.

"I got to go next door and borrow some bug spray and maybe a shotgun." She said and she briskly walked to the front door. 

"My backpack. The creature must've crawled inside my backpack at work." Henry said to Charlotte in horror.

"And now, it's here." She replied.

"What are you guys talking about?" Piper yelled from the couch.

"Nothing," Henery shouted back.

"You're nothing." His sister snapped back.

"We gotta find that creature. Come down to the basement with me." Henry whispered to Charlotte, who wanted nothing to do with it.

"I got a better idea," She whispered back.

"What?" Charlotte ran away from Henry and out of his house in fear.

"So, she's gone." He said to himself.

~

"Oh, honey will you get down from there?" Mr Hart said to his wife, as the whole family assembled in the living room to fight the bug/creature/alien. 

"I'll come down after you show me its dead, lifeless body!" Mrs Hart exclaimed, waving the plunger around in her hand.

"Why are you so scared of a bug?" Her husband asked, kitted out in full extermination gear. 

"It's not just a bug. It's a huge, icky creature thing." She whined.

"Ladies be crazy." Henry's dad said to him.

"Ehhh, sometimes ladies be making sense," Henry said, knowing that it wasn't a bug they were facing.

"Just go kill it!" His mom hissed at his dad, who held his hands up in surrender.

"All right, I'm going. Two x chromosomes." HE ranted, stomping off to the basement. Henry checked his watch and decided that it was a good time to call Ray. Kneeling behind the kitchen counter, he flicked open his whiz watch.

"Ray, Ray..." he said, as the man appeared over the watch, (y/n) still closely behind him, even though she was on her own feet now.

"Hey Henry, I can't talk. We're still looking for the creature." He told the kid, as (y/n) looked around with her blaster.

"Yeah, I don't think you're gonna find it." He said, grabbing the woman's attention.

"Why not?" Ray asked perplexed.

"Because it's in my house." Henry hissed, and the two friends stared at him with bugged-out eyes. 

"Sweet cheese, what did he say?!" (y/n) yelled, grabbing Ray's arm and lowering her weapon.

"Gooch dropped my backpack off here and I guess it was inside." The boy explained.

"Did you see the creature?" Ray asked him.

"No, but it jumped on my mom," Henry replied.

"Oh God, is she okay?" (y/n) said with worry in her voice.

"Yeah, she's all right." The teen nodded at her, making Ray smirk.

"She is one fine-looking woman." He purred in a sing-song voice, (y/n)'s heart sinking when he said that. 'Another one he likes.' She thought miserably to herself.

"Ray, will you just--" Henry lectured his boss in disgust, but his dad raced up the stairs and back into the sitting room, screaming. 

"What? What happened? Did you see the bug?" Mrs Hart said, trembling in disgust.

"Yep!" Mr Hart confirmed.

"Well, did you kill it?" She asked, sounding hopeful.

"Nope!" 

"You better get over here." Henry looked back at the hologram, closing his watch and going over to his parents.

~In the Man Cave~

"Right, it's time for Captain Man to fight some alien scum." Ray looked at (y/n) and took out his gum tube.

"And (y/n) too." She appended as she walked past him.

"Yeah... wait, what?" He looked at her like she was mad, while she pulled an old boiler suit from a storage box.

"I'm coming with you." She said in a cheerful voice, sliding the suit up her legs and over her clothes. She zipped it up to the top and wrapped a utility belt around her waist.

"Hahaha, no, you're not. I want you here, where it's safe." He looked at her, the gumball still in his hand.

"Firstly, you can't boss me around like Henry. Secondly, we both know that you're a terrible shot. And thirdly, I want to see this bitch alien dead on the floor with a hole in its face from my gun." She sassed Ray as she snipped her weapon to her belt. She seized some goggles and put them over her eyes, hoping that Henry's family wouldn't look at her too closely and work out who she was. Finally, she slicked back her hair and flipped the suit's hood over her head, so she looked like a proper exterminator.

"This isn't another escapade with Jeff. This is a genuine alien from outer space." Ray just watched as she got dressed and put the gum in his mouth.

"I don't want to see you get hurt." She said in a small voice, fiddling with the strap on her belt. Ray blew his bubble and transformed into his super suit and then looked at her.

"Captain Man never gets hurt." He said offering her a gloved hand, which she delicately accepted. He pulled her to the tube with a smile. 

"Up the tube!" (y/n) shouted in a pleasant voice, glad she was actually doing something useful. Ray simply looked at her, happy that he was the one who made her smile.

~Henry's house~

"Where's the exterminator?" Mrs Hart asked in terror.

"Henry, just go down to the basement and kill that thing." Mr Hart looked at his eldest child.

"Oh, you're gonna send me down there?" Henry yelled at his dad, not believing that he wanted him to go down there alone.

"Are you crazy? We are not sending our son to do battle with some dangerous, freaky rat-bug." His mom stuck up for him.

"You're right. Piper! Mommy and Daddy have something for you to do!" Mr Hart had no issues sending Piper down there. The doorbell rang and Henry ran to answer it, his broom still in his hand. Stood there was Captain Man and (y/n) disguised as someone from pest control, much to the kid's surprise. Ray was expected, but (y/n)? Well, seeing her outside the Man Cave was a rare sight.

"Hi." They said together. Henry looked at them both weirdly.

"Hey what are you two---"

"Just play along." (y/n) said to him.

"Hello, citizens of Swellview." Ray stepped into the house with his usual Captain Man confidence.

"Oh my god, it's Captain Man."

"In our house." Henry's parents looked at him in amazement.

"And I'm Exterminator Phalange, Swelllview Pest Control." (y/n) tried to copy his confidence, but it didn't come as naturally to her as it did Ray.

"What are you doing here?" Mrs Hart said, still in awe of Captain Man.

"Well, sometimes I go around to various neighbourhoods in Swellview taking surveys." Ray made up on the spot.

"Surveys?" Mr Hart asked in confusion.

"Oh, yeah, I heard about that on the news." Henry played along.

"You guys mind taking a survey?" Ray looked at his sidekick's parents.

"Not at all."

"Go ahead." They both agreed, wanting to do anything for Captain Man.

"Great! Question one, how often do you participate in surveys? A, often, B, rarely, or C, this is my first survey" Ray started. (y/n) took the opportunity to scan the room, looking for any trace of the alien.

"I think this is our first survey." 

"I think it is." Were the answers Mr and Mrs Hart gave.

"Uh, Captain Man?" Henry looked at his bosses.

"Yes, boy?" The superhero looked to Henry. 

"Since you just happen to be here, maybe you can help us out with a problem?" He suggested.

"Problem?" Ray looked at his parents.

"Yeah. We got a big scary bug in our basement." Mrs Hart told Ray.

"A scary bug, huh?" Ray looked at (y/n).

"Well, what do you say Exterminator Phalange and I take these down to your basement and teach that bug some manners?" They both pulled out their guns and showed them to the family.

"That sound good to you, pretty lady?" (y/n) looked off to the side, her jealousy trying to take over, but like usual she beat it back down. 

"It does." Mrs Hart smiled back and the 'exterminator' closed her eyes to block out their flirting.

"Yeah, it does." 'Just friends, just breathe. Just friends, just breathe.' She repeated her mantra in her head, something she had been doing from the moment she fell in love with him.

"So, good luck, Captain Man and Exterminator Phalange." Henry broke through Ray's daydreaming and (y/n)'s monologue.

"Right." Ray hit Henry on the chest and he and (y/n) ran off to the basement, intent on locating the alien. They edged down the stairs, fingers glued to their triggers.

"Do you see anything?" He whispered to her, as she looked around.

"Not yet, do you--OH MY GOD IT"S THERE!" She shouted up at the ceiling and fired her gun at the creature. Ray soon saw where it was too and began to shoot at it, even though his aim was really, really bad. 

"Eat laser, slime beast!" He yelled, his thumping around being heard by the family upstairs.

"You picked the wrong planet to hatch on!! I got you!!" (y/n) yelled too, trying to shoot the alien, but it was quick and slippery. Their lasers began to melt through the ceiling, shocking the family below them onto the couch.

"Oh my god, you're not dead!" She howled when the thing kept wriggling. The creature plummeted from above and onto Ray's leg. It sunk its fangs into him, as (y/n) looked on in fright, not know whether to shoot at it or not.

"NO, don't bite me there! Shoot the damn thing, (y/n)!" Fumbling with her weapon, the woman fired it at Ray's leg, only for the creature to jump off before it could be hit. The beam hit Ray's leg and he clutched it in pain.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry." She ran over to him, but he recovered speedily. After all, he was Captain Man. However, due to his brief injury, they hadn't noticed where the alien had squirmed.

"Where'd the creature go?" Ray said, glancing around the basement.

"Shit, it must have sloped off upstairs after I shot you." She looked at him through her goggles and pointed at a vent in the wall. They sprinted back up into the living room, where Henry's expectant family were waiting.

"Hey." Ray nodded at them after they had both caught their breath.

"Hi." Mrs Hart said, relishing that Captain Man was battling the bug for her, but Mr Hart and Henry weren't so dazzled.

"What happened?" 

"Did you kill the creature thing?" Henry asked them.

"Almost." Ray sought to comfort them.

"Did you guys see it crawl up here?" (y/n) asked, looking around for any purple ooze.

"Up here?"

"What?" 

"You lost it?" The Hart family yelled at them, looking around their feet.

"No, no. But it crawled into your air conditioning vent." Captain Man told them and they all looked up at the ceiling, wondering where the alien was now.

"We think it might be headed up to the roof. You guys wait here." (y/n) instructed them, as she and Ray opened the door.

"Captain Man?" Mrs Hart suddenly called out.

"Yes?" Ray quickly leaned back in the door and (y/n) rolled her eyes.

"After you kill the thing, are we going to finish the survey?" She said to him innocently.

"Oh yeah." He sauntered back in, and (y/n) let out a groan.

"We don't have time for this." She looked at Henry, hoping he'd get him to stop flirting.

"Will you go kill it?" Henry yelled at Ray. He'd always have her back when Ray was being an oblivious idiot.

"Right." The superhero rushed after (y/n) and they circled the house, looking for a way to get up high.

"Hey, what about that tree?" The young woman showed him, and he nodded along at her suggestion. 

"I like your thinking." They clipped their guns to their belts and Ray took the first steps up. Turning back around, he grasped (y/n)'s hands and helped her up the tree, until they were at the window in Henry's bedroom. They peered in and saw Jasper and Piper doing a podcast. Tapping Ray's chest, (y/n) pointed out that the vent gate on Henry's wall was moving and to their horror, they saw the bug-creature thing squirming out.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Ray stepped onto the window ledge and opened the window, shocking the kids in the bedroom. 

"Captain Man?"

"What the..." They both asked in surprise, as Ray and his helper unhooked their weapons and pointed them at the bug.

"No time for questions!" Ray yelled.

"DIE, ALIEN SCUM!" (y/n) screamed too, as they began to fire at the creature, breaking some of Henry's stuff and leaving a lot of laser burns on his wall.

"What's happening?" Piper shrieked as the wall plaster began to fall from the roof. 

"AHA! TAKE THAT, YOU FILTH!!" (y/n) cried when she finally landed a hit on the alien. Sadly, the blast wasn't enough to kill it.

"What are you shooting at?" Jasper said over the noise.

"An alien!" Captain Man shouted back, as the two climbed the steps in Henry's room. For a couple seconds, they ceased their fire, scanning the wall where the alien had been. As the dust began to settle, they looked down to see that it had fallen onto Piper's face. (y/n) have Ray a look as if to say, 'oh shit'. 

"Oh my god!" Jasper yelled when he saw it.

"The creature!" Ray joined in. Raising her hand to her cheek, Piper let out a shriek when she felt the thing on her face. She ran to the door, wanting her mother to help her.

"Get it!" (y/n) followed after her with Ray hot on her heels.

"It's on my face, it's on my face, it's on my face, it's on my face, it's on my face..." Piper kept yelling as she ran down from Henry's room and out of the front door.

"Everything's under control!" Ray said, a few steps behind his helper.

"Little girl! Let me shoot your face!" The young woman shouted after Piper. The family watched in alarm and disbelief.

"She'll probably just shoot it off her face," Henry said to his parents in an attempt to calm them down. 

"Stop running!" Captain Man kept barking, as Piper slowed down. 'Exterminator Phalange' aimed and fired her gun several times, as Ray finally caught up to her. Their lasers caused the creature to jump off Piper's face and onto the grass, giving (y/n) the opportunity to shoot it again.

"I got you!" She snarled at the alien, as it rolled over into the shrubbery. Ray put an arm around Piper and guided her back into the house. Her hair was like a bird's nest and her clothing was in disarray. 

"Well, the creature chewed her cheek up a little, but she's okay." Ray smiled at the family, even though the little girl looked traumatised.

"I AM NOT OKAY!" She screamed.

"Oh, Piper, don't be a drama queen." Mrs Hart chastised her as she fussed at her daughter.

"What about the creature? Did you kill it?" Henry asked Ray, but (y/n) stepped in front of him.

"He didn't. He can't shoot something to save his life, but this hot mama right here, shot and killed the thing and it rolled under a bush to die." She smirked at Henry, who smiled at her too. Even Ray felt impressed, but he always admired her, thinking that she was leagues above him, both in skills and beauty.

"I don't think that creature will bother anyone ever again." Captain Man said to his sidekick, as he, (y/n) and the family breathed a sigh of relief.

[avkizi]

fame dr intro!!!

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✧ ˚ name: aviana umeko kai

✧ ˚ nicknames: avi, vi, vivi, via

✧ ˚ birthday: 06/04/2009

✧ ˚ home: oahu, hawaii

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✧ ˚ faceclaim: hoyeong jung (but a lil different)

✧ ˚ voiceclaims:

english: gabbie hanna japanese: tsuki billlie ōlelo hawaiʻi: auliʻi cravalho

✧ ˚ ethnicity/nationality: japanese/hawaiian

✧ ˚ height: 5'1 (156 cm)

✧ ˚ features: septum piercing, double lobe piercing, heart shaped birthmark on left shoulderblade, whale shark tattoo (right hip/thigh)

✧ ˚ clothes aesthetic:

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✧ ˚ occupation:

actress model student singer influencer/youtuber

✧ ˚ movies:

live action moana (moana) barbie (sasha) live action coraline (coraline) christmas chronicles (kate peirce) crazy rich asians (iconic extra with like 8 lines)

✧ ˚ shows:

percy jackson (thalia) the baby sitters club (dawn schafer) outer banks (wheezie) stranger things (erica sinclair) grey's anatomy (someone who dies after 8 episodes)

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i have a lot of pets, i have a dog, two rats, and a flock of chickens (plus one goose)

i surf and play volleyball (libero/outside hitter)

i love love love fossils and shells and stuff, and do a lot of jewelry making in my spare time

gemini sun, scorpio moon, aries rising

holds the world record for folding 100 origami cranes in 28 minutes and 12 seconds when she was 12

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[skankinator]

Complications Ch. 11

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x Fem Reader

Looking at Rooster as a work friend turned out to be a lot harder than you thought. You often caught yourself staring, especially during his 200 push-ups. Everything about him was attractive his arms, his laugh, his mustache. That damn mustache. You thought about the way it felt when he kissed your body every time you saw him.

For the rest of the week you did your best to avoid Bradley. You just couldn’t stop your mind from going places that are entirely inappropriate for work friends, so the best plan of action was no contact. The time you spent away from him only made you more excited for Friday night. You would finally get to spend some time getting to know him without the fear of getting in trouble.

You went home after work to shower and dress for your night out. You were feeling nervous about tonight, so you put on your favorite outfit to give you a boost in confidence. You put on the tank top that makes your boobs look amazing and a mini skirt.

You took an Uber to the Hard Deck since you were planning on drinking. You saw Bradley’s car outside when you arrived. Knowing he was already there waiting for you made you even more nervous. You thought of everything that could possibly go wrong and contemplated going back home.

Eventually you hyped yourself up enough to get out, plus the Uber driver got tired of waiting. You walked in with all the confidence you built in the car looking for Bradley. Your confidence quickly turned into panic when you saw a familiar face.

You saw Phoenix. And Bob. And Hangman. In fact, the entire squadron was there. You immediately turn to leave, but stop when you hear someone call your name.

“Captain Y/N,” Nat called out. “Is that you?” You close your eyes wishing you could disappear and slowly turn around with a sheepish smile.

“It’s me,” you say with fake amusement.

“Damn Cap, you’re looking hot as hell. What are you doing here?” Nat compliments and questions.

Both comments make you blush. What are you doing here? Meeting a man you can’t stop thinking about romantically despite agreeing to be friends. You think of a response, “I used to come here with my squad back in the day. Just seeing if anything has changed since then.”

Phoenix smiles at you, “well now you can hang out with your new squad. Let’s play a round of pool.”

“I’m gonna get a drink first, then I’ll join you,” you quickly excuse yourself to the bar.

You take a deep breath and curse yourself for coming in the first place. So far you have seen everyone except the one person you came to see. A drink is exactly what you need right now.

“The usual?” Penny asks.

“Please,” you beg, letting your emotions show.

“Rough week?” Penny asks while grabbing a glass.

“You have no idea,” you say thinking of everything that has happened since you arrived.

“You seemed pretty happy the last time I saw you here,” she says adding, “leaving with Rooster.”

Your eyes dart up to meet hers. “Oh Penny, I messed up big time,” you say before you bury your head in your hands.

“Aw sweetie what happened?” Penny asks placing a hand on your arm to comfort you.

You look up from your hands looking around to see if anyone is near before saying, “I slept with him and I’m his Captain.”

“You need something stronger than beer,” Penny stops what she was doing and grabs two shot glasses.

“I really like him, but I can’t start a relationship with a member of my squad,” you explain as she pours the shots.

“That is a sticky situation. What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” you sigh.

“The only advice I can give you is to do what makes you happy,” Penny looks behind you and quickly moves to help another patron.

You are a bit confused by her sudden disappearance until you feel the warmth of someone standing next to you. You glance over and have to crane your neck to meet his eyes. “I’ve been looking for you,” you say while taking him in. He is wearing yet another tight fitting Hawaiian shirt. He has a contagious smile on his face.

“You have? I’ve been looking for you,” Bradley says.

“I found some other friends while I was searching,” you nod towards the pool table surrounded by the squad.

“Yeah,” he looks over as his smile fades. “Sorry about that. They asked about my plans and invited themselves.”

“I don’t mind really,” you lie. “We are just friends after all.”

“Just two friends that work together,” he sounds as though he is trying to convince himself of what he is saying.

You hand him one of the two shots on the bar. “To friends,” you toast.

“To friends,” he cheers and you down your shots. This is going to be a long night.