#because it amuses me XD

[teecupangel]

Hi, yes, Teacup?

YOU CAN'T JUST HIDE MICHAEL MYERS X DESMOND IN THE TAGS AND THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH IT XD

Cause, legitimately, such a pairing, no matter how much Crack it is, would lead to so much hilarity and misunderstandings

... Especially if it's in a Dead by Daylight AU cause Desmond in the Fog is it's own wild adventure to begin with (and I cannot remember if you talk about the possibility of Desmond in a DBD au or not and if you did then woops but otherwise-)

The post where I left these in the tags XD

#or the secret third option #michael myers x desmond miles #idk how that is even going to work #i was just trying to do my dailies for my gacha games please #assassin's creed #desmond miles #michael myers #halloween #Youtube

I personally think I got away with it. Nonny, you're the only one who called me out of this. (Why do I keep the crazier ideas in the tags? Because I like to XD)

I have not done any Dead by Daylight AU. I have played the game... like... a few minutes? I played it once, realized it had a similar gameplay as Identity V, and stopped after three more matches (I did not win a single one per usual in these types of game XD)

From @saberamane in the post above:

Personally, I'd love to read a Supernatural Serial Killer Desmond Miles vs Templars... ...with his lovers getting hot and bothered about his competence with killing...

Okay then. XD

[the-wizard-dipper]

Masters' Academy AU: Environment Concept Art

Remember how I was talking about all of the school's the amazing facilities? Dipper agrees... with one or two tiny exceptions.

Art by @okkennymay

[tomasitaoficial]

Okay, I already got the courage to do this.

Warning in advance that what is below the Cut has mentions of sexual things and harassment, But you all need to read this.

A person has been defaming me among their friends, and what has that person said about me? that I have 'sexually abused' them and that I am transphobic, which is totally false, but I must admit that it is very difficult for me to adapt to that topic and especially if a friend of mine that I have known all my life changes their pronouns and name, It will cost me but eventually I will treat you however you want, The problem here is that the person who is slandering me simply changed their name and pronouns TOO MUCH (Which in fact, What kind of pronouns are 🧃 and a 🦴?), I don't want sound rude or anything, But if you want to change your pronouns and name, I feel like you should be 100% sure that you want to change your name and pronouns so that you're not changing them all the time, And I understand if you're confused, But don't change so many times your name, And I mention it because that person changed their name MANY TIMES to the point where I was already confused and didn't know what to call them.

now, with the issue of me abusing them, it's false, they say that I asked them for naked photos and so on, which is false, because it took me out of context because there was a time when I was sending the lyrics of a song so that my friends can continue with the lyrics and it's something fun, The problem here is that THAT person, they took me out of context by uploading a photo cut from my message saying 'Let me appreciate your nudity', Which I repeat, It's part of the song named 'propuesta indecente' (It's a song in Spanish and there was a time where everyone on TikTok sent the lyrics of the song and to their own friends to followed it) and I'm more than sure they know the song

also that one of my friends asked what was going on between us and that person took it as if my friend was laughing at them and My Friend apologized, and do you know what they did? Laughing at their apology and left my friend feeling very bad emotionally.

I must also mention that this person pretended to be called something (they confirmed that their name was Judas and it was not like that, but I will not say their real name out of respect), and they also pretended their age, they are the same age as me (I am minor), to then pretend they are 9 years old and then pretend they are 17 years old, I mention this because they are been 'stalking' me, and if that person is really 17 years old, then what the fuck are they doing harassing me?

Also that they tried to tell all those lies to a friend of mine and I was not happy with it at all.

Not only did they tell me not to tell anyone but they started telling several people and I couldn't stay silent so I told my friends and family about this whole thing, But I did tell both sides, Thing that that person didn't do.

I also want to mention that this person justified Hitler by saying that he only wanted to be an artist and things about communism, putting things like “Hitler's era” and “Putin's daughter” in their biography.

but I also want to mention OTHER things, This person sent Gore to a roleplay group just because a person who played a girl acted like a girl, they were the person who made chains in my Group saying 'ANAL SEX' and things like that, For us It was slightly funny since that's how we treated each other, but it also took me out of context by following the chain.

which by the way, That person sent me a video that I could only watch once and the video said something like 'You lost the only person who loved you, You lost your place in my heart (get it back)' and I'm like wtf? They say they forget me and a lot of other things but it seems that they are obsessed with me since I have blocked them from everywhere but they keep appearing on my social, And recently, They sent me an anonymous question in RUSSIAN that says: “Дорогая Томасита, я все еще раньше может быть, это что-то новое... Но это точно НЕ привязанность :0!!1!1!1” which would be translated as “ Dear Tomasita, I still remember you... But I no longer feel the same hatred for you as before, maybe this is something new... But this is definitely NOT affection :0!!1!1!1”, I don't know if they tries to scare me or something. My intention was never to hurt anyone, and I admit that I have been a complete idiot before, but not enough to harass someone just because I want and say that I am 17 years old when it is not true.

Here is a photo of the anonymous question, So that you all can see that I don't lie (And I would never lie about a topic like this because you have to be very stupid to lie about something like this)

And here is the proof that they said they were 17 years old.

And even say that they felt satisfaction in seeing me cry, Throw a tantrum and say that I didn't do anything (In fact, I didn't even cry for them because the whole accusation looked and looks very false, I had just been enjoying my September 18th like Any Chilean would do, and so on, At no time did I cry for them.)

Which by the way, I almost forgot to mention, Their two accounts are 'sayariff' and 'meimailefuu' so you all can block them if you all receive a notification from them, I DON'T WANT you to go and give hate messages, Because that's overkill even more of the line.

And one thing that's a little irrelevant, is that they said that I didn't say Happy Birthday to them and that they cried all night because of it and that they felt angry/sad because my friends didn't give them a good birthday (And man, Isn't being told a happy birthday enough for you? I don't want to sound rude, but we live in other countries.)

Translation of the text ↓

Someone who starts with “*” and ends with “****” didn't even feel like telling me happy birthday, And since I'm very traumatized, I thought she hated me and I cried all night, And also someone who starts with "*" and it ends with "*****" didn't even make an effort to celebrate me well on the filthy birthday that everyone forgot (It's no longer worth crying to someone who barely pays you any attention, ***, Eugh)

Obviously I censored my name and my friend's name

There it clearly says 'Happy early birthday' come on

Translation of the text ↓

I'm starting to enjoy being cruel to some who are slightly immature and childish, I like to see them desperately looking for some mature apology so as not to disappoint me, PFFF, in the end they discover that they had already done it years ago and they collapse (who forgives , is already on the Cross)

And another thing a little more irrelevant, They compared my Zamir x Katherine ship (oc x oc) with that of Elizabeth Afton x William Afton, That is extremely disgusting (And also that the Zamir x Katherine ship is simply a joke, Obviously)

So, if this progresses further, I will reblog this post with the information

[daughterofhecata]

Warum sammeln wir Bill trivia 👀

...weil ihr mir den "shandrews but make it henry/bill" Floh ins Ohr gesetzt habt und ich versuche, ein Gefühl für Bill zu kriegen, bevor ich potenziell etwas damit mache.

[divinekangaroo]

In response to an ask a while back, I wrote that chain of events analysis to get to a position on ‘whether or not Lizzie was to blame for Grace’s murder’ - Lizzie/Angel as precipitating event, but ultimately the dual decisions that drove the fatal outcome being John (and Arthur) escalating and Vicente deciding the assassination would occur at a public event.

but I was contemplating that, when I was doing that, I *could* actually go back even further to work out why Tommy was even in that position in S3 in the first place — and it comes back to Campbell deciding, just prior to S2, that he was deliberately going to return to Birmingham to progress his career but *specifically* and *for no other reason* than to fuck with Tommy Shelby.

I mean, Campbell could have gone anywhere. And, he could have ‘Chosen’ multiple other avenues which didn’t include deciding to terrorise Tommy. Tommy did have his own personal plan for certain illicit activities in S2 (the Sabini arc) but they were heightened, escalated and made significantly more perilous by Campbell’s introduction of the other arc and a very compressive timeline; if no Campbell, Grace comes back, Tommy isn’t abducted at the end of S2, he gets on with legitimising much faster with no Russian plot introduction in S3, less pressure, less trauma, doesn’t have a breakdown, maybe comes to peace with the war trauma, etc. S2 he did show these signs of *maybe* getting on top of it all, but the s2 ending kicked him off that cliff he was climbing.

S1 *was* precipitated by Tommy hiding the guns, so *knowing* Campbell in the first place comes back to Tommy’s initial illegal act — but pretty much the rest of Tommy’s disasters can be traced back within six degrees of separation to S2 Campbell *deciding* he was gonna get himself back to Birmingham and mess that Tommy Shelby around.

[uraharashouten]

🎀 What's the last nice thing you saw pertaining to rp?

[[ meme || Mun Communication Preferences ]]

I'll be honest, this is such a broad question, I'm not sure what it means. "Nice thing" can be interpreted in so many ways. My first thought is an example of folks being kind and considerate of one another in RP, which... while I can't think of a specific example, I do see a lot of on my dash! When I think back to how people were sniping and jealously guarding muses and headcanons back in, say, 2016... it hasn't always been that way. People are way more chill than they were then.

But I also think it's a nice thing when people I haven't seen on my dash in a long time get active again, and there are a few of those who have popped up recently!

I also think it's a nice thing when people have simple, funny banter back and forth, like they're just enjoying the sport without the pressure, and I've seen that too!

And lastly... this may not fit most folks' definition of a nice thing but I do love me some meta, and when someone unexpectedly drops it on the dash!

[themoonlily]

Éothiriel comics I would draw if I could:

Amrothos: tricks Éomer into coming sailing with him and knocks him off when they're getting back to the shore

Éomer: goes under water and then resurfaces whipping his hair in the little mermaid style

Lothíriel on the shore: *sweats nervously* hope this doesn't awaken anything in me

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

{ngl, most of these drafts are just pics/musings i have yet to reblog lol-- but~, i'm still gonna slowly work on clearing them out u w u}

[clumsyraccoon]

Being hit by inspiration beam while driving to work and have to write it down before my brain is reduced to a pulp and I forget it: in a universe being inhabited by half animal-half human hybrids and in a desert like setting, Ayla (my OC) is being captured and sold as a slave/entertainer to the dreadful Drake, the lizard king. And them being wary of each other at first, Ayla being straight up aggressive and violent, but (very) slowly begin to understand each other, to see the true other behind the surface and falling in love

[montammil]

eyyyy how do you think Lawrence would behave if he had to meet a doctor with a character like that of "dr house? 🤔

Sorry this took a while to respond to, I had to do a little bit of research on House M.D.!

But I think Lawrence would be more impressed than anything, he's not really off-put by rude and blunt behavior, especially if it's someone as intelligent as House.

If he could sway the doctor with some money to be his and Marshall's (and/or Sadie and Nathan's) doctor, that'd be great. He'd like a doctor with a cynical and sarcastic demeanor, just so it'd make their hopes on escaping a lot thinner.

Overall, he'd probably pester the doctor a lot with his own teasing and smugness, but the pay would be worth it, depending on where the doctor's true priorities lay.

[amynchan]

I officially have a favorite example to use when I tell students they have to explain the connection between cause and effect. XD

"I kicked a ball and broke my wrist."

There's definitely an explanation for this thing that actually happened to me, but without it, I'm treated to the most hilarious confused faces, and it just makes my day. X'D

[ratatatastic]

"aaron ekblad was singing your praises" and said praises being ekky admitting st martin chased him down and got a puck off him LMAO

nashville predators @ florida panthers doubleheader game 1 postgame interview | 9.22.24 (x)(x)

[naturepointstheway]

Anyone else find that the longer they write for a character in a fandom, the more they find that some of their earlier/initial headcanons or writings with that character become...obsolete in a way? (I don't know how else to phrase it; it makes sense in my head, but the words just... won't lol)

[tuulikannel]

Just for fun XD same as prev, tagging anyone who wants to do it. ^^

Let's all be in a TV show!!!

> Do this quiz

> do this picrew (Based on urself + quiz answers)

> tag ppl

> profit.

Tags (/nf ofc):

@mxlilly @circus-of-horror @yourleastfavoriteguyinthechair @microsoupmouse @the-firefly-jar-system @punkrockinchair @theplushiesystem @coded-pup @florasolarsystem + ANYONE else who wants to join

[victorluvsalice]

-->And then – party time! Smiler’s guests began arriving, starting with Cameron Fletcher and Myra Basu – I put them in Smiler’s group and had them follow them upstairs to keep them out of the way while Victor continued his clean-up. A clean-up made a little more difficult by the next guests to arrive – Brian Pimental (aka the local NAP inspector) was no issue, but Cletus ForgotHisLastName decided to kick over the trash can outside the house before I could get him into the group and direct him upstairs to start dancing to the radio! Hmph! Well, Victor got rummaging as I wrangled the guests –

-->But oh, what was this? A notification that Alice had gotten to Fitness Level 8 on her jog with Shadow, thus completing an aspirational milestone (in fact, straight-up completing the ASPIRATION – Alice now has the “Professorial” trait from Renaissance Sim and can write her own skill books!) and thus her New Year’s Resolution! :D That brought the trio as a whole to two out of three completed! Granted, I didn’t manage to get a shot of Alice actually celebrating completing her resolution because her jog with Shadow was being glitchy (Shadow was doing that thing again where dogs just run ahead for miles and miles in a straight line heedless of obstacles, and Alice kept switching outfits because the game WANTED to put her in her “White Rabbit” party outfit, but she wasn’t technically AT the party, she was in the middle of a jog, so she eventually ended up in just her regular blue Alice dress once I managed to cancel the jog), but I did get a shot of her looking pretty smug in her White Rabbit dress jogging along with Shadow, so I think that’ll do. XD

-->Okay, so Victor and Alice were all set with their New Year’s resolutions – that just left Smiler’s to complete, and that meant throwing a good party! I managed to get Smiler and all their guests up in the party barn area, dancing to the radio, then had Smiler unleash their Party Time party-bot for some extra party vibes. :D They then tried chatting with Cameron (who was not interested in hearing about lycanthropy, it seems) while Victor, done rummaging through the trash, reset the trash can and headed up to the barn to get a chocolate cupcake from Party Time, while Alice and Shadow arrived home, and Alice changed into one of her other party dresses to join the fun.

Leaving her standing in a pile of discarded clothes. Whoops – looks like the family left the laundry for a little too long! XD I resolved not to think about it for the time being and sent her to go join the dancing as Smiler let off a burst of happiness to ensure all their guests were in good moods (like YOU, Cletus) –

-->And then Myra and Cameron wandered off, and local townie Roxanne (who the game has decided is the Valicer farmhouse’s “neighbor”) showed up saying she’d brought a present! Curious, I had Smiler go over to invite her in (bringing some of their guests with them) – things were made a little more complicated by the appearance of specters at the front door, which seemed to temporarily break the whole “handing over the gift” interaction, but she eventually gave Smiler her present – an apple! Which, okay, we have plenty of those, but it’s the thought that counts. XD Smiler accepted it with good grace, and the two became good friends, aww. I was ready to have Smiler chat her up in hopes of getting some plasma off her too –

[tongue-like-a-razor]

Doctor Doctor, Gimme The News | Part II

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Doctor!Reader

Summary: You receive a particularly difficult patient by the name of Bradshaw and you try your best to resist his charms.

CW: tall Bradley, Mavdad, it's still goofy XD

WC: 1800+

Part 1 | Masterlist

You’re sitting at the bar with a drink in your hand, waiting for your friend to finish flirting with the bartender so you can pay your tab, when you hear a familiar voice from behind.

“Almost didn’t recognized you without the stethoscope.”

You glance over your shoulder wearily, instantly recognizing the tall aviator you met at the clinic earlier in the week. Bradshaw, was it? “Yeah, I get that a lot,” you say, giving him a polite smile before turning away.

Bradley doesn’t take the hint and plants himself on the barstool next to you. “So, are you gonna tell me your name? Or am I just gonna have to keep calling you Doc? Might get a bit awkward in bed.”

You snort into your drink as you’re taking a sip. Bradley grins, clearly pleased that he’s made you laugh. His slightly narrowed eyes sweep over your face with a quiet confidence, and you find yourself rather enjoying his attention. “Well, for the sake of making things less awkward,” you respond with a small smile, and then tell him your name.

“It’s nice to meet you,” he says, and then leans forward slightly to add, “again.”

You bite into your lip to suppress your widening grin.

“I was hoping I’d run into you, actually,” he comments, turning away to flag down the otherwise occupied bartender.

“Oh yeah?” you ask, feigning surprise.

“Yeah,” Bradley responds, tapping on his beer bottle and nodding at the bartender. He turns back to you and shrugs. “Saves me from having to fake an illness to come see you.”

You eye him somewhat reproachfully. “That would be extremely inappropriate.”

Bradley laughs. “If you think that’s inappropriate, I’m not gonna tell you what I planned on doing once I got there.”

Your eyes widen at the insinuation. “Lieutenant!” you exclaim.

Bradley continues chuckling. “Don’t worry, you’d have liked it.” He winks and then nods at the bartender who’s brought him his beer.

You stare at him because his boldness is mindboggling. “You shouldn’t be drinking with a head injury,” you point out.

He looks at you with amusement. “What head injury?”

“The one that brought you to my office?”

“You know what brought me to your office?” he says, and then points a thumb over his shoulder at a crowded table near the back of the bar. “Captain Maverick Mitchell. My self-appointed father figure,” he says in a tone that’s half-grudging, half-affectionate. “And possibly fate,” he adds as an afterthought.

You blink at him skeptically when he glances back at you. “Wow,” you say. “Pulling out the big guns.”

Bradley laughs again. “I have quite the arsenal.”

“Oh, I bet,” you say with a chuckle. “Aviator, right?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Bradley responds proudly. Then he nods at the glass you bring to your lips. “Looks like you need a refill.”

You shake your head. “I was about to head out actually.”

Bradley purses his lips and narrows his eyes. “But then I arrived and changed your mind, right?”

You laugh slightly. “Not quite, Lieutenant,” you respond, rising from your stool and waving at the bartender. “I’ve got an early morning.”

Bradley gets out of his seat and pulls out his wallet. “Allow me, please,” he says.

“That’s not necessary,” you reply uncomfortably. You don’t like feeling indebted to anyone.

Bradley gives you a more serious look. “It’s the least I could do for nagging you this evening.”

You can’t help the smile that spreads of its own accord. You find Bradley reasonably attractive, sure. But it’s the way he carries himself that’s really got you hooked. You can hardly pull your gaze away. “Don’t forget about the part where you were the most obnoxious patient.”

Bradley lets out a hearty laugh. “That deserves a whole pint, Doc.”

You give him a smile. “Maybe another time,” you say politely. Despite his persistence, you can’t jeopardize your position at the clinic by consorting with a patient.

But before you turn to leave, Captain Mitchell approaches the bar and, upon perceiving you, he exclaims, “Oh! It’s the doctor!” He gestures in your direction while looking at Bradley.

Bradley gives him a flat look. “No shit,” he says.

Maverick glances between the two of you and then nods in realization. “You’ve spotted her already.”

You press your lips together to conceal a smile as Bradley brings a hand to his face like he’s thoroughly embarrassed by his ‘self-appointed father figure’. “Hello again,” you say to the captain, extending your hand.

“Good to see you, Doctor,” Maverick replies with a knowing grin, shaking your hand. “Almost didn’t recognized you without the stethoscope.”

“Oh god,” Bradley groans. “That's embarrassing.”

Maverick looks over at him with a confused expression while you giggle. “I was actually planning on scheduling him in for a follow-up,” Maverick says. “Noticed some concerning behaviors.”

You raise your eyebrows while Bradley watches Maverick’s profile incredulously.

“New behaviors?” you ask, glancing back at Bradley.

“No, no.” Maverick waves a hand nonchalantly as he settles onto a barstool. “Not new.”

Bradley shakes his head. “Why are you such a shit disturber?”

Maverick laughs and claps him on the back. “You buy the lady a drink yet?”

You drop your head slightly to hide your growing smile.

“I was trying to,” Bradley declares. “Before your ass showed up.”

You look up apologetically at the two men who are now watching you expectantly. “I’m not…thirsty.”

Maverick winces while Bradley’s shoulders visibly fall. “It’s his fault, isn’t it?” Bradley says, gesturing at Maverick with his thumb again.

“How is it my fault?” Maverick exclaims.

“It’s not his fault,” you attest, glancing at the captain.

“You should talk some more about my concerning behaviors,” Bradley retorts.

Maverick snorts. “I was kidding!” he says. “She knows!” he gestures at you. “You know, right?”

You glance between the two men patiently, wondering if they realize just how much they have in common. “Neither of you is driving tonight, right?” you ask, feeling, for some strange reason, a sense of responsibility for them.

Maverick turns to face you with a jolt. “I’m sober,” he asserts.

Bradley’s eyebrows converge in a dubious expression before he looks back at you. “He’s not driving,” he confirms.

“And you?”

“This is only my second beer!” he exclaims.

You meet his gaze with a smile because you don’t want him to feel attacked. “Okay,” you respond gently. “Drive safe.”

You start to walk away when you hear Bradley say, “Can I walk you to your car, Doc?”

You turn to face him again, about halfway to the door. “You know my name now,” you say, and he grins at you.

“I do,” he agrees. “That was for old times’ sake.”

You sigh. “Sure, Lieutenant. You can walk me to my car.”

…

Out in the parking lot, Bradley muses, “I’m thinking of maybe dislocating my shoulder next week. That’s an easy fix, right?”

You look over at him sharply. “That’s not funny.”

Bradley grins. “Not even a little?”

You roll your eyes at him and continue walking.

“Come on, Doc!” he calls after you. “My sense of humor is a good thing, remember?”

You smile to yourself and slow your pace to let him catch up. “There are other ways of getting my attention besides injuring yourself,” you remark as he falls back in step with you.

“Such as?” he asks.

You approach your car and unlock the door. “I can’t give away all the answers, can I?”

Bradley presses his lips together and grins. “Does that mean I have a shot?”

You lower your gaze coyly. “I don’t know, Lieutenant.”

“That’s not a ‘no’,” he points out.

You smile, glancing back up at him. “No,” you agree. “I suppose it’s not.”

Bradley’s eyes sparkle mischievously as he holds your gaze. “Can I take you to dinner?” he asks.

“No,” you reply almost immediately. Then, after a beat, you add, “Not yet.”

Bradley licks his lips, still grinning. “I’ll take it.”

You chuckle slightly, reaching for the door to your car.

“Can I stand here with you a little longer?” he asks, his voice a little more raspy when it isn’t bursting with confidence.

You pause, your hand still on the door, shocked at how desperately you want to oblige. How delightful it would be to just say yes on a whim. Without considering the repercussions or weighing the pros and cons. Without deliberation or apprehension. Impulsively. The word itself makes you flustered. “Okay,” you say, glancing up at him as he shifts a little closer.

Bradley smiles at you and leans his back to the car. He stands quietly for a few moments, just existing beside you, which you find both endearing and infuriating. You don’t have a lot of time on your hands and simply standing around is a colossal waste of it in your books. But something about the warm evening breeze paired with the smell of the ocean and Bradley’s crisp cologne makes the experience less harrowing, and maybe even possibly pleasant.

Still, you’re restless. “So, when you said you wanted to stand here, you actually meant stand here…” you comment.

Bradley glances down at you with an amused expression. “You got something else in mind, Doc?”

You half-snort, half-chuckle. “I just thought maybe you had something else to say. I didn’t realize we’d be standing in silence.”

Bradley grins at you. “It’s called being present.”

You study him with a slight grimace, genuinely trying to keep your cynicism at bay. Being present isn’t a kind of luxury you can often afford. Most days, you don’t even get a chance to eat sitting down. “What does that accomplish?” you ask.

Bradley, who’s still watching you with a smile, replies, “Does everything you do have a purpose?”

“Of course,” you say. “Why else would I do it?”

Bradley raises his eyebrows and puts his hands into his pockets. “That’s very practical of you.”

“It’s efficient,” you point out, trying to highlight the importance of productivity.

Bradley nods patiently. “Sounds like you need a night off, Doc.”

You laugh. “I just had a night off. But it had a purpose – my friend needed help wooing the bartender.”

Bradley chuckles. “Has the purpose ever been to just have a good time?”

You make a face and shrug. “That’s not really a priority of mine.”

“Wow, Doc, you’re a hoot,” Bradley replies facetiously.

“I warned you,” you remind him, opening your car door.

Bradley leans his arm over the frame of your car as you climb inside. “You know you leave me no choice, right?” he says, ducking his head slightly to peer into the vehicle.

“What are you talking about?” you ask, glancing up at him.

“We’re going to have to rearrange your list of priorities,” he says.

You watch him for a moment, marveling at his persistence. His gaze drops briefly to your lips before flitting back up to your eyes again, and you wonder what it might feel like to be kissed by a guy like Bradley. It would probably be sexy and spontaneous. It would probably catch you off guard and possibly even offend you a little. Then again, maybe you wouldn’t mind being mildly offended if it meant kissing Lieutenant Bradley Bradshaw. “I’m not sure that’s a realistic goal,” you say. Your tone might be sarcastic, but the statement is fairly accurate.

Bradley grins. “I don’t mind a challenge.”

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