#Leia’s face in the second 😍

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Jeia + looks of love (pt 2)

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Hello! Could you do a Jay kelso x reader were they are flirting and stuff around the group then the group asks if there dating then there like “no we’re just friends blah blah blah” then the group walks in to them making out on the couch?? I know it’s basic but I need more Jay kelso 😍

Not basic at all, literally adore this

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"Never know unless we try."

Jay Kelso x gn!reader

Summary- You would always think the flirting between you and Jay was always a joke and would never lead anywhere, but after being called out by your friends it started to feel different.

Warnings- cheesy romance, fluff, idk what else

"Jesus, Leia, can you do anything about the temperature of this basement, I think I might melt." Ozzie asked her, she shrugged.

You look over to Jay, "Well, if anyone is heating up this room, it's gotta be you, Kelso." You say, wiggling your eyebrows with a smirk, everyone in the room groans except for Jay.

This has been an ongoing thing for the past couple of months. It started in your 3rd period science class, Jay would complement how you handled the lab equipment in a flirtatious way, and you would respond to boost his ego. It just kept going ever since.

The rest of your friend group thought it was funny to begin with, and now they despise it. You two will sit there constantly hitting on one another to the point where Gwen pretends to gag at the lunch table.

"Why don't you just ask him out?"

She would ask you this question almost everyday.

"Because it's not like that. It's just a big joke."

She never believed it for a second. You just let it slip past your mind, though. You never paid any attention to what he was actually saying. You just wanted to have an inside thing between the two of that would last.

Cut back to now where the two of you are laughing so much to the point where neither of you can breathe, yet you're both managing to keep complimenting eachother.

The rest of the group decided to just ignore you guys and get back to their conversation. Jay grasped onto your arm for support while laughing. You noticed your breathing started to go unsteady.

You just laughed it off though, you knew that this wasn't going to go anywhere and that it was just a thing friends did.

Nothing more.

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"Okay, we're heading out. Are you guys sure you don't wanna come with?" Gwen asked both of you, "No, they're replaying all the Back to the Future movies tonight." You replied.

That was something you and Jay had always bonded over, so the flirting wasn't the only thing there. "Okay, I'll bring you home some candy, though." She said, you both replied with a thank you and bye before she left.

The TV started playing the beginning credits of the first movie, Jay wrapped his arm around you and pulled you in. You didn't think anything of it as per usual because this was a common thing.

Even though you were sort of used to it, your heart beat increased. As much as you wanted him to hold you, you didn't want to ruin what the both of you had.

You unwrapped his arm from around you and sat back up to your original position. You felt his gaze turn over to you. You tried your hardest not to look back at him.

He eventually decided to speak up, "What was that for?" You looked over to him and shrugged, he huffed. "Do I need a shower?" You giggled, he grabbed you again, this time you were facing him.

He started to lean in. You jerked your head back, "Did I do something Y/N?" You sighed, "No, I want to, I really do, but I don't want to ruin what we have."

"I mean.." He started, "Never know unless we try."

You smiled, getting back closer to him. He put his hand up to your cheek to pull you in. Your lips connected, they molded together, he created a rhythm. You were addicted to what was happening, it just felt right.

You pulled back every now and then to catch your breath and then went straight back in. You grasped his hair while one of his hands was on your waist and the other still holding your face.

You both kept going like that for a good few minutes. Then the door opened behind you guys, "Wow." Gwen let out, then she started to mock you, "They're replaying Back to the Future tonight"

Yalllll, ignore my whole blog vibe changing, I'm experimenting, also that 90s show was draining me but I LOVED writing this.

You and Jay were wiping your leftover lip gloss off and scooted away from each other. The rest of the group piled in and sat around while gwen sat in between the two of you.

[roosterscockpit]

His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 21

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Hi babes! I really hope you've been enjoying the story! I've been writing a lot for you all, and I can't wait for you all to read it! I love you all! 💕 Thank you again for being here with me! Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: You and Bradley will finally have some alone time while Papa Mav does his first round of Papa duty. How will you spend it together? 😘

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: cursing, intentions of sex, and soooo much more love 😍

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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After Leia’s first official flight as Mav’s wingman, you all sat around and caught up. You and Bradley were on the couch while Mav was in the single sofa next to you. Leia was sitting on the ground in the middle of the carpet playing with some of her star wars toys she had gotten for her birthday and her new F-14 that Bradley had given her. Mav told stories of Goose to you and Leia. He talked about how much he loved Carole and Bradley. They were always his top priority, every decision he made, he made heavily with them on his mind. He told you and Leia they would have loved the two of you so much. 

“Jedi, come here for a second.” Mav gestured for Leia to come to him.

She picked up her F-14 and sat on Mav’s lap. She fiddled with her toy gently and inspected it. Mav was watching her as she did. She looked up at Mav and held up her F-14. Mav grabbed it from Leia and looked at Bradley. “Is this the one your dad gave you?” He smiled.

Bradley nodded, “It is.”

Mav inspected it, “God you kept great condition of it. Y/n I was there when Nick gave this to Rooster. We had been at Top Gun and our families were coming in to see us. I remember Nick was getting a gift for Carole and he saw this plane and had to get it for Rooster.” He held it up and looked at it.

“You’ve never told me this story Mav.” Bradley laughed. 

Mav raised his eyebrows and gave the F-14 back to Leia, “I totally forgot about this plane, Rooster.” Mav started talking to Leia while you both listened in, “Your grandpa was my best friend, Leia. I trusted him with my life. This plane you have is from him. You know Leia, I flew in one of these with your grandpa Goose when we were your dad’s age.”

Leia’s eyes widened and she shifted on Mav’s lap to look at him, “Oh that’s what I heard!” She winked at Mav.

Mav looked at her sideways and narrowed his eyes, “And how did you know, Jedi?”

Leia looked over at Bradley and smiled. Mav looked over at Bradley and smiled. “He told me when he gave me my plane! He said his daddy used to fly with you in one and that he also rode with you in one using the super special mission!” Leia straightened out her back and excitedly played with her F-14.

Mav nodded at Bradley and then looked back at Leia. He rested his hand on her belly, “Did he also tell you I shot down 3 other planes in that F-14?” He looked through his lashes at Leia while raising his eyebrows. 

She nodded her head exaggeratedly, “Yea! And he also said this plane is a bag of ass!” She held up the F-14. 

Mav looked at Leia shocked. His eyes went wide, his mouth flew wide open, eyebrows furrowed as he sat back in his chair. He looked over at Bradley. Leia was laughing super loud as she looked at Mav’s face. Bradley brought his chin down to his chest. Hiding his face from Mav. He had his eyes closed tightly and bit his lips trying to hold in his laughter. He started to become red from holding in his laugh. You sat there with the same expression as Mav as you chuckled slightly. You looked over at Bradley and noticed he was shaking trying to hold in his laughter. You hit him in the chest and his head flew up. His eyes were tearing up and he erupted. His laugh echoed throughout the hangar. He dropped his eyes into his hand and put his hand out for Leia to high-five. Leia jumped off of Mav's lap and ran to high-five Bradley. 

After she high-fived Bradley she returned to her toys and continued to laugh. 

“God, I love this girl.” Bradley continued to laugh as he pointed at Leia and looked at you. 

You giggled and shook your head, “You did not need to tell her that, Bradley.”

Mav sat there and shook his head. He crossed his arms and glared at Bradley, “That's really messed up, Rooster.”

Bradley continued to laugh, “I’m sorry Mav. I didn’t think she was going to say that.” He wiped the tears rolling down his cheeks. "I told her that stays between us."

Mav chuckled, “She’s a kid! They say everything, Rooster!”

Bradley started to take deep breaths to come down from his high, “Baby girl, you are not to say ass anymore. That's a bad word.” 

Leia looked up and nodded to Bradley, “How about hooooly shit?” She said so innocently and she smiled big.

Bradley started to laugh hard again and he looked at you, “HOLY SHIT, Y/N! SHE IS MY CHILD!” He threw his head back and started to laugh even louder.

Mav joined in with him and they laughed loudly together, “That is 100% Rooster, y/n!”

You scoffed and buried your face in your hands, “I’m dealing with 3 children.” 

Bradley leaned over and kissed your cheek, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart!” He leaned his forehead against your cheek as he came down from his laugh attack again, “Leia, No more bad words, baby.” 

Leia dropped her head, “Fiiiine.”

“So the story I was going to tell you about Goose and Carole….” Mav continued. He told the story of when Goose was reunited with Carole after being away from her while they were at Top Gun. It was filled with so much love. It was the sweetest thing you had ever heard of. You looked over to Bradley who was looking at Mav while he talked. He had his arm around your shoulder. You looked at him and smiled.

“She looked at him the same exact way you look at him, y/n.” Mav smiled.

This caused Bradley to look at you. Your eyes meet each other. You placed your hand on his chest and leaned into his shoulder. He placed a kiss on your forehead. “Hi, y/n. Are you enjoying the view?” He said softly to you.

You patted his chest, “I very much am so, thank you. It's a site that should be plastered on postcards everywhere.” You nuzzled into his shoulder. 

Mav watched your interaction. He put his head down slightly and smiled. “God, you two are just like them.” He looked back up and you two were looking at him, “I knew from the moment I met y/n she was it, Bradley.” 

Bradley dropped his head in embarrassment. “Mav, stop.” He shook his head and laughed. “But I know, she is definitely something else.” He looked at you again. You felt like your heart had stopped. Everything was so silent. 

“Momma I'm tired.” Leia stood in front of you and started to rub her eyes. 

Bradley gently grabbed her by her arm and pulled her to him. “Come here, sweetheart.” He got up and readjusted himself. Leia claimed onto the couch next to him and laid her head on Bradley’s lap. He ran his hand through her hair and played with it until she fell asleep. You, Mav, and Bradley all just looked at her as she was sound asleep. 

“Well, it is late. How about you all stay here tonight? Save yourselves the drive. I’ll even make breakfast for everyone in the morning.” He made sure to take care of you guys. He always offered for you to stay, and would always make food for you when you would. 

Bradley looked at you and placed his hand on your thigh, “So, what do you think?”

You placed your hand on him, “We’d love to, Mav. Plus, Leia has to help you put up the poster board she made for you.” You winked at Mav. 

“I'll show you all to the spare room.” He stood up. Bradley gently placed Leia’s head on the couch so he could get up. Then he picked her up and you all followed Mav. Mav lead you down a hallway where the spare room was. 

“You guys remember this room.” He opened the door. “There is only a full bed now, instead of two.”

Bradley looked at Mav, “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”

You looked at your daughter and Bradley. “I have to share that little thing with these two? I know I’m small and all Mav, but Bradley and Leia are HUGE.” Your jaw dropped.

Mav just laughed and took Leia from Bradley. “No, you two will share it. I’m going to have Leia tonight. We will share my king and give her parent’s some alone time. Y’know, be a good papa.” He started to walk away. 

Bradley looked at you shocked and yelled over to Mav, “Or you know you can sleep on this full by yourself and let the 3 of us sleep on your king!” He threw his hands up and dropped them to his sides slapping his thighs. 

“Sorry, Rooster! I can’t seem to hear you very well.” He said as he started to climb the stairs.

You looked at Bradley and shrugged. Bradley put his hand over his face, “Unbelievable.”

He held the door open and gestured for you to go in. You went into the room and then Bradley after you. He sat on the bed and used his finger to gesture you over to him. You stood between his parted legs.

You were face to face with him while he sat on the bed. He rested his hand on your hips. “So Mav is doing his first round of papa duty. What do you want to do, mama?”

You smiled devilishly at him, “I have something in mind, Lieutenant.” You put your arms around his neck.

He pulled you closer to him and hummed. “Hmmm, and what is that, beautiful?”

You put your forehead to his and pulled him closer, “Something we will not do in Maverick’s spare bedroom, Bradshaw.”

He rolled his eyes and pulled back. “Such a tease, y/n.” You laughed while he sat back and shook his head in disapproval.

“I do have something in mind, Bradley.”

You released yourself from his grasp and went for your backpack. You pulled out a speaker and your old iPod from university. You turned around and put your hands up to show Bradley. He propped his hands on his knees and leaned forward.

“There is no way you just carry that thing around, y/n!” He looked at you like you were crazy, “I’m surprised you still have that thing. You know, there’s a thing on your phone now that’s called Apple Music so you don’t have to carry stuff like that around, y/n.” He raised his eyebrows at you. 

You rolled your eyes at him and gently tossed the speaker at him. “Let's dance, Bradshaw.”

He stood up and snatched the iPod from your grasp. He went to the desk and placed the speaker down. He had his back faced to you as he searched for a song.

“Man, these are all the hits from college, y/n.” He kept searching, “You don’t like to have any updated music?” He finally found a song it was, All My Friends Say by Luke Bryan.

 (Listen to it if you want besties for the best experience and to jam with them.)

Right as the beat dropped he turn to you and walked over to you dancing, stepping with each beat. You smiled and reached your hands out to grab his. He pulled you in like you were about to slow dance, except he held you close to him with his hand on your head and the other holding your hand up to his heart. Your legs weaved in with each other. You danced at a quick pace going with the beat.

“I got smoke in my hair, my clothes thrown everywhere.” 

Bradley started singing as he danced with you around the room. Getting really into the beat and swaying his hips around in an exaggerated movement for yours to mimic. He pulled you away from his chest and twirled you in front of him. Then you both started to do a little cha-cha. He was so good at dancing and you were okay. But you always had so much fun with him. He did a little spin and held your hands for a little before pulling away. He ran and jumped onto the bed and acted like he was holding a pretend microphone. 

“Aaaaand all my friends say, I started shooting doubles when you walked in!” 

You were at the edge of the bed whisper screaming and trying to grab onto his legs as if he were a rock star at a concert. He winked at you, “All my friends say, I went a little crazy seeing you and him!”

He jumped down from the bed and started to dance with you again. You sang together and ran around the room, jumping on the bed together, hoping it wouldn’t implode under both of your body weights. 

“I was a rockstar, party hard, getting over you comeback kid! Yay, I must have did, what all my friends saaayyyy! Yea Yea Yea!”

The guitar solo came on and Bradley was going in so hard on his air guitar. He stopped right before the verse kicked up and handed you a pretend microphone as he was still on his knee. And you sang, “I was Elvis rocking on the bar! Working the crowd pouring out my heaaarrrttt!!!” 

You were pointing out as if your were pointing to a crowd. Bradley continued with his air guitar while you both sang your hearts out. Putting on a show for your imaginary crowd. You two looked at each other yelling the last remaining words of the song as it came to an end and jumping on the bed. When the song ended you both plopped onto the bed trying to catch your breath and laughing. 

“Encore! Encore!” Bradley shouted in a whisper. “They want you to perform y/n. The crowd loves you!” He laughed still trying to catch his breath.

You looked over at him. “No, I think they’re wanting one for your rad air guitar solo.” You both laughed together.

He took your hand and placed your knuckles to his lips. “I missed you so much y/n. I missed this.” He smiled against your hand.

A small smile crept onto your face slowly, “I think our fans are waiting, Lieutenant.” You ran over to your iPod and picked another song. He got up in excitement and pretended to tune his guitar. You shook your head at him, God he gave you butterflies. The song you played was, She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy by Kenny Chesney. 

Bradley looked at you with his mouth wide. “Oh, there’s no way!” He threw his air guitar and grabbed you to dance again.

He held you close as you had before and danced at a quick pace with the beat as you both sang. You were taking in the way his chest vibrated against yours as he sang, the way his cologne smelled, the way his hands kept repositioning over your back. The way his body rubbed against yours, the way you started to kind of stick together as you both started to sweat slightly.

God, how was he so perfect? He was serious when he needed to be, loving when he needed to be, and always, goofy at the right times, he was so pure and genuine. He was his raw self with you and you absolutely devoured that. You loved him, more than you ever had. He was yours. 

“Come on sing it, baby!” He started to exaggerate his movements as you two intertwined your body together and danced. 

“She thinks my traaaaaaactor’s seeeexxxaaaaayyyy!” 

He pulled apart from you and intertwined his fingers on of his hands with yours. He bent over so you were face to face and you both sang together. You missed these days too. Just you, Bradley, and a good time. 

The two of you finally finished dancing around and you both sat at the edge of the bed. Laughing and trying to catch your breath. 

You took a deep breath, “Gosh, that was fun!”

Bradley straightened out his back, “I feel like I'm getting too old for this shit, y/n.” He put his hands over his head to open up his lungs.

You laughed at him, “You look like you just ran a mile!” 

Bradley’s eyes snapped right onto you as he gave you a frown. “For the record, I am in impeccable shape. It’s just late.” He laughed

“Oh no, you don’t have a bedtime at 6 PM like Mav, do you?"

Bradley cocked his head at you, “Pilots need to sleep too, y/n!”

“You’re only a year older than I am! Don’t be an old man, Bradley!” You poked him to annoy him. You mocked him in an old man's voice, “I need my dinner at 3 and my bed at 5.” You threw your head back and laughed at him. 

Bradley looked over to you and picked you up. You squealed as he threw you over his shoulder and spun around. “Be careful Bradley you might break a hip!” You laughed uncontrollably. 

He set you down and now you had nowhere to go. He had you between a wall and him. You looked at him and he stepped closer to you. Your back hit the wall and you looked at him. He placed his hands on either side of your head. “Now what were you saying about me being an old man, y/n?” 

You stood there, you knew you were gonna get it now. He leaned down to meet your gaze. Your breath became baited as he looked at your lips and smiled. He gently tucked your hair behind your ear and his fingers lightly lingered across your neck to your chin. You were completely still. His light grazing intensified. Your skin started to crawl, you wanted nothing more than just his touch. You missed it.

He slowly lifted your chin, “Where did all that talk go, sweetheart?” He caressed your chin with his thumb. You could feel his breath on your skin. Your knees started to feel like jelly. 

“I have no clue what you’re talking about, old man.” You smiled and kissed his thumb. 

He inhaled sharply and shook his head. “You really need to stop, y/n.” He moved his hand onto your shoulder and ran down it lightly until he connected it with your hip. He readjusted and with his other arm, rested his forearm on the wall above you. Your gazes were still locked with one another. It was silent. Just looking into each other’s eyes. He placed his other hand on your other hip and got closer to you. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your lips. His mustache tickled your nose. He gave you a couple of pecks before his tongue started to dance around with yours. 

You were propped up on your tippy toes, you placed your hands on his biceps and he brought himself even closer. You both briefly opened your eyes as you kissed, nothing but pure love filled his eyes. Then he closed them again continuing to kiss you. You ran your hand onto his T-shirt and slowly helped him remove his Hawaiian shirt. You then ran your hands to the bottom of his T-shirt. He stopped kissing you for a second and pulled his shirt over his head. He was now shirtless in front of you. You looked him up and down and took it all in. He looked down at your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours. He brought them both up to his lips and kissed the back of your hands. Before he guided your hands back to be around his neck. He rubbed his hands up and down your sides as he placed his lips on your neck. You could feel his breath and you got goosebumps. He put his lips to your ear, “I think it's time for this old man to go to bed, baby. It's already past 6 PM.” 

You giggled and brought your hands to his cheeks and pulled his head back so you could see his face, “Take me to bed or lose me forever.” 

He smiled slowly, “Show me the way, honey.”

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I love Bradley with my whole heart. 😭 His first night back with you had to be like old times. The love only gets stronger from here, besties! But I think I am already so in love with him, I can't imagine there could possibly be more 😭 I'll see you in the next part! 🫶🏼

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[barbiewritesstuff]

There's a don draper x reader tag????? SPRINTS

AHHHHHH I love that fanboy and star wars detail 😍 bet trivia is coming out of everybody's ears by now amd they're so sick and tired of the constant references xD rooster was totally doing that panicked eyebrow raise and Bob the cutie lil babie just wanted to disappear in his chair.

UNFFFF !!!! And it's not like Beau didn't take out his pent up frustration the same day at home whooooo boy can he hold onto his anger and of course he remembers that Hondo most likely saw the picture and he had to have a punishment lined up for that separately there's no way you're getting off the hook for that lip stunt soon.

So NATURALLY you're sore and covered in marks the next day and ok so maybe someone notices and pokes fun (it would be Hangman tho wouldn't it) and you're sleepy so Mav totally kicks your ass in dogfiting and now your sore and humiliated ass is doing pushups while having to listen to Hangman's incessant spiel and Beau just happens to pass by and hear it and ooooohhhh idk what happens after but I'm betting it'd be a delicious mixture of a possessive and smug AF Admiral 😏

So, sorry for the late response, I don’t tumblr too much at work because the app eats my data BUT now I’m on HOLIDAYS!!!! I am free to think about the thots you send me!!

So, Fanboy and Star Wars is not the love story you think it is. He has a strange relationship with the franchise in that he likes the films, he LOVES the universe but he doesn’t actually believe the films should have been about Leia, Luke and Han, or even Anakin, Padme and Obi Wan (DO NOT talk about the sequels) but about the millions of other more interesting characters like Salacious B. Crumb, Yaddle or even Temiri Blagg… Anyway, it’s best not to ask him about it because he will talk your ear off. 

Rooster was ABSOLUTELY doing the panicked eyebrow raise!!! That boy was trying to calculate an escape plan the second he saw the Admiral’s entire demeanour change!

Now Bob, Bobby boy, took the T-Rex approach from Jurassic Park. He was standing as still as he could manage, as if Cyclone was going to simply forget he existed if he didn’t move.

Now Beau doesn’t actually make it home with you. He has the key to an empty ensign dorm and bends you over the desk right there in one of the rooms. Not because he’s angry, necessarily, but because his fingers seem to automatically pull up the picture whenever he unlocks his phone and by five pm when you’re both done for the day Beau is HORNY. He wants you and he wants you now. 

But yes, you’re right, after that he punishes you twice, once because he wants you to get the message and then once more when Hondo sends him an email about something happening on base and he’s reminded that your picture was seen by someone else. By the end of the evening, you can no longer talk and you certainly cannot walk. In fact, when you make it out of Cyclone’s bed in the morning your legs are still shaky and you have to hold yourself up against the wall when you shower.

Okay, so I know you said someone would make a comment during dogfighting but consider this: it happens during the dogfight football scene. Because Beau is a very possessive man and that means he absolutely marks you up!!! You’re covered in hickeys and you’re pretty sure there’s a handprint on your ass from where he spanked you!! 

So obviously when you get to the beach for dogfight football someone is bound to notice. Now Hangman is the obvious choice but actually I think he keeps his mouth shut, ESPECIALLY when he notices Beau next to Mav and he sees Cyclone’s eyes fixed on you with a little smug grin on his face. 

No, I think it’s either Bob (because our little Angel thinks you might have gotten hurt (or he pretends, because he knows what you’ve been up to, just not who with and he likes to stir shit and cause chaos)) or maybe Fanboy… But can you imagine Hondo’s face? Because he’s refereeing the game!! He’s there!!! And he’s seen your everything pop up on the Admiral’s phone and now he’s seeing you all marked up, claimed and with a fucking handprint on your butt cheek!!! He is going to pass out!!!

I love this all so much!!! Thank you for your brain!

[lorirwritesfanfic]

I read this chapter last week but I have so many feelings about it that I had to reread and give some time to stop projecting my own experiences in it. But let's if I can express how I feel with words instead of simply adding this gif:

(☝️footage of me by the end of this chapter)

I love Princess Leia and the whole cat-sitting situation is adorable. Given that cats are very peculiar and sometimes antisocial creatures, it was nice of Elizabeth to offer and to see Princess Leia warming up to her is just too cute. Leia unamused by her toys because misses her dad is so relatable. And I'm not even surprised Elizabeth confessed to the cat she misses Hamid, but doesn't say it to him. But at least she said to somebody else (a cat, who was probably judging her a lot, but still 😸), so I'm calling it growth 😆

I thought Leia was the best part of the chapter, but let's say it was close second because Hamid showed up and wanted to video chat so late at night had me squealing. He was tired to the point he dropped his phone on his face (quem nunca 🤣), but he wanted to see her (because he obviously misses her 😍😍😍😍) and he bought her a gift and it's soooooo cuuuuuute ❤️❤️❤️

The part where he mentions having a nice time with his dad when Raisa wasn't around makes a lot of sense for modern Hamid. I heard modern Turkish moms can be overbearing and I imagine how frustrating it would feel like for character as independent as Hamid is.

So onto the frustrating part for me: because of my personal experiences with deep love for grandparents, I have this tendency to overlook their mistakes with "but they mean well", which is not entirely wrong. But sometimes they don't. Sometimes, they're selfish and only think about the family name, prestige and having "friends" in high places. I know people who gave up Desire & Decorum because of Lady Dominique or chose the path not to forgive her and I struggled a lot with that idea, but maybe I need to stop looking at her as the nice fierce lady who welcomed the "natural" granddaughter and see her for someone with many flaws that make unlikable and difficult to live with.

With that said, I want to thank you for reminding me of who Dominique really is and how uses she uses her relationship with her granddaughter to have some sort of personal gain and acting as if she's looking after Elizabeth because Oh.My.Effing.God! Why is she making a big deal out of nothing? Cat-sitting is just a nice gesture between friends. And interfering on Elizabeth's relationships by inviting Felicity over? No! Just no!

Ngl, I like hating Felicity 😅 she's so petty and shallow she can't even mind her own business. I mean, if Elizabeth is so insignificant to her, why is she so bothered by her? She's so self entitled and has so many Karen vibes it's ridiculous. But what she mentioned about Elizabeth's family was too much and I gotta say she's very lucky Elizabeth is classy and wouldn't be rude. Insulting someone and creating intrigues at their own home? She's vile ���

That was a very long review. Sorry 😅 but just know that I really liked this chapter and I'm sort of glad I kept it in my reading list for a while, otherwise I'd be DMing you and pestering you to give me spoilers of the following chapter 😁 You're doing a flawless job with this series, my dear Dani 😘

Second Chances - Chapter Eighteen: Choose your Battles

Book: Desire and Decorum – Modern AU

Notes: * English is not my first language. * All characters belong to Pixelberry, except OC. * Portuguese and Turkish words on the notes in the end.

Word count: ~5k

Rating: Teen and Up.

Summary: Cat-sitting for Hamid turns out to be a much more complicated task than Elizabeth anticipated. // Elizabeth must deal with Felicity. Will she convince the other to agree upon a truce? 

Unlike this morning, the moment Elizabeth steps inside Hamid’s flat, she’s met by a pair of eyes glowing in the dark corridor, like tiny headlights. 

The cat stays still, probably studying her, while she takes off her coat and hangs it.

“Hello there! I’m here to feed you,” she says softly.

The cat does not move or hisses at her, therefore, she feels confident enough to glide in Hamid’s slippers into the kitchen.

Suddenly, Princess Leia struts and trails behind her. The ginger fox-like tail undulating while she crossed the distance without any hint of hesitation. Elizabeth’s smile turned into a grin, when the cat rubbed her body against her legs a few times, and she interpreted the low meows as greetings.

Unbothered by the fur that adhered to her navy-blue trousers after this courtesy, Elizabeth proceeded to refill the pot. While she worked on the task, the meows got louder. A “hurry and don’t let me starve” kind of meow.

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