#bradley is confused

[kkochang]

i genuinely don't think bradley was ever homophobic. i'm sure that he is rather confused and has no idea about terminology (considering the timeline). he has queer friends and he's that guy that'll be asking you 'how about that one?' pointing at a random person at a bar or college cafeteria.

all said before, he is extremely oblivious about being gay. like it never really occured to him that it's not normal to kiss girls just because he thinks it's right for him. he doesn't feel anything, no heart fluttering, no butterflies and no pleasure. mere indifference.

that's why he's so off put by max. that guy just makes something inside him burst, fireworks causing his heart to ache and his hands to tingle with a strange need to touch him. it changes bradley's life upsidedown, so that's why he is acting like that at first (there's no actual rivalry, just some unresolved romantic-sexual tension).

he spends weeks trying to solve the mess that max left in his soul behind himself and, while he talks about this to his best friends, they look at him like he's an idiot who's missing on something. that's when they suggest that all what bradley had just described, sounds as if he has a huge motherfucking crush on max.

that's when it all clicks and for the next week or so bradley is peculiarly quiet and distant, digesting the new piece of information about himself.

[amariram]

Uther: you are not good enough for my son.

Merlin: you’re not good enough for your son.

Uther: excuse me?

Merlin: you heard me.

[catigulaa]

LISTEN TO ME NOW THEY ARE LITERALLY THE EXACT SAME PERSON

[the-ace-with-spades]

fluffy or funny prompt: jake or bradley finds out what the other has named them in their phone contact list/ finds out the (profile) picture they have set when called/ find out the phone background is of the other

Don't know if this meets what you meant but here it is! it might not make much sense but I haven't read it over after writing

Thank you so much for this prompt (and the other ones as well, will try to get to them at some point I think 😅)!

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Sometimes, Jake thinks that if Bradley’s head wasn’t screwed on, he’d have lost it long ago too. Jake’s thought he was used to it but since he moved in a week ago, it’s been non-stop. This time, he’s been calling Bradley’s phone for the past five minutes, trying to find where in the house he’s left it.

Finally, Jake finds it vibrating in their bedroom, in their bed, of all places, and under Jake’s pile of pillows.

The face that greets him on the screen is his own — it’s his Facebook profile picture because Bradley is the type of old man that links his Facebook with his contacts book, no matter what he says. That part doesn’t surprise him, but as he lets it ring and ring in his hand, he can’t help being a bit offended.

“You have me saved by name and surname? Not even a heart emoji next to it,” he complains. The screen flashes once, Jake Seresin NOK written on top disappears and the whole thing swaps to black and then to Bradley’s basic default lockscreen. “What am I to you, your accountant?”

Only way it could be worse is if he used Jake's government name, Jacob and all.

“I've got everyone saved up that way, you’re not that special baby,” he says, unamused. “My pops did it this way and he was fine.”

For a second, something in Jake’s mouth dries out — he’s rarely heard anything about Bradley’s dad and yet this small little bit takes the air out of his lungs. Bradley doesn’t elaborate because he never does but he’s so used to it almost doesn’t hurt.

“Knew you're an old man deep down your heart.”

Bradley grumbles under his nose, rolling his eyes before he reaches his hand out for the phone — yeah, not gonna be that easy just now.

“Hey,” Jake says as he pretends to give him the phone. “What does NOK mean?”

“Nothing,” Bradley replies, his whole face turning a nice shade of pink that is only reserved for three things — being caught being sweet, being embarrassed, and being horny. Jake swiftly hides the phone behind his back, swapping the hands that come and try to “Come on, I was looking for it for a reason, I need to make a call—”

Bradley steps closer, close enough his knee pins Jake’s legs to the edge of the bed. Any closer and they’d be chest to chest, the warmth of his body already inviting Jake to lean into it, lean forward and take Bradley down into the bed with him.

“What are you so embarrassed about, huh? Got a gallery of my sleeping pictures in there?”

“Jake,” he spits out, arms trying to reach around Jake’s torso — he might have longer limbs than him, but Jake is faster and has more siblings to give up easily. “Sersin.”

“En—Ooh—Kay,” he repeats and then repeats again, now holding the phone behind his head, up in the air.

Bradley takes a step back and looks at the unpacked box of Jake’s shoes on the floor. His cheeks are full-on red now, and he’s pouting in that cute, hypnotising way that makes Jake want to squeeze his face and kiss his pretty little red nose.

“It means next of kin.”

“Oh,” is all Jake can get out for a second. His arms fall to his sides. “Am I your—”

Bradley nods his head before he can even finish. He’s still not looking at him. Jake doesn’t say but all he can think of is that his ma is his next of kin still.

“Most people just go with In Case of Emergency, you know,” he says instead. Bradley isn’t his NOK but he’s his ICE. There’s a difference. “Woulda be nice if you said something.”

“Well,” Bradley doesn’t even try to quip back, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. “Can I have my phone back now?”

Jake does the carrot and stick thing again — hand with the phone out and retreating back as Bradley is inches away from it. He needs something more, some kind of explanation, explicit one that will confirm to him what Bradley means with the things he did.

“I don't know, can you?” he asks. Bradley scowls at him. “Shouldn't I at least know your code if I'm your next of kin?”

Instead of going for the phone again, Bradley flicks him on the nose. “I’m going to use the landline.”

They’ve been together for over nine months and he still doesn’t know so many things about Bradley, even as fundamental as who was his next of kin before Jake, or what happened to his dad.

Even just looking at Bradley’s phone, he feels something bitter — the joke about Jake’s sleeping pictures was the first thing that came to his mind, but the truth is, he doesn’t know what Bradley could have on his phone. He doesn’t use it often, far less than his walkman and his ipod, but he likes to take blurry pictures that Jake never sees the appeal of — planes in the sky, motorcycles he never even looks to buy, the seaside.

He’s never seen him take pictures of Jake.

Bradley’s phone is asking him for the pin code and Jake doesn’t know it but he wishes he did. It’s not like he wants to look at his texts or search history. He tries anyway — Bradley’s birthday gets him nowhere, his mom’s birthday gets him nowhere.

On a whim, he types in 1216. And it unlocks. Sixteenth of December is his birthday.

What knocks the breath out of his throat is the homescreen picture.

It’s Jake’s face, sleepy, blinking at the light from the phone’s lens, half-buried into Bradley’s chest and his ugly UVA hoodie. He doesn’t even remember Bradley taking this photo, doesn’t remember which of the times Jake napped on Bradley it is from, how long it could’ve been set as Bradley’s phone background.

“Oh.”

He locks the phone again. He’s seen what he wanted to see.

[emotinalsupportturtle]

I can’t stop thinking of how despite it baffling most non-brits, and most of the Hollywood a-list audience, David Tennant decided to do a skit on his little lockdown rpf show, make a bunch of puns that only people familiar with British culture would get, wear a kilt and be his usual manic self when hosting an internationally prestigious award show

fucking power move

[unlawfulchaos]

Ice: OK Bradley, let's go through your homework. Which class first?

7 year old Bradley: Maths first, we're doing adding.

Ice, looking at the worksheet: Right. So if Mav has 16 cans of diet coke-

Bradley: Why does Mav have 16 cans of diet coke?

Mav, struggling to carry 16 cans of diet coke into the kitchen: None of your business, Baby Goose.

[avengerphobic]

i dont fuck with the young avengers you all know this. but since thinkfast has been broken up and apparently there's a young avengers reunion on the horizon (which idk if i believe that but whatever) i do think it would be insanely funny if Tommy and Eli got together. You may ask why would you want that. you don't care about Tommy. Well you see. I love drama and i think that you could get some prime drama out of them

[pollyna]

To the idea of Mav telling Bradley that he appreciates how much he values the idea of the perfect marriage Carole and Goose had but, at the same time, how unrealistic is because "kid, they were married four years and they spent together maybe two of them. They didn't had the time to see the other side of everything" in answer to Bradley asking why he continues to stay with Ice if all they do lately is fighting, to which Mav answers "what? Should I leave him because he's having a bad week and he's being a little more sarcastic than usual?" We can only 🥂

[callsign-daydream]

Hondo: Ah, having your annual everyone-thinks-Maverick-is-a-lunatic meeting, are you? Rooster: It’s biannual. And no, this is not that meeting.

[jakeseresinisgay]

Jake knows Bradley's mood depending on which Hawaiian shirt he's wearing.

"Ah shit, it's the one with the tiny clouds. He's mad at me."

"C'mon, it's impossible to be happy this many times. Have you even washed this thing in a week???"

"The purple one with the flowers! He's hiding something, again!"

[purplearrowzandleather-blog]

Bradley, stuck back in 1986 and trying his best not to give the future away too much as he chats with young Ice and Slider: Yeah, so anyways, me and dad didn’t talk for a while, but we’re good now. I love him.

Goose, appearing out of nowhere: We didn’t talk? Why not?

Bradley, wide-eyed and screaming internally: Uh...... Not? You?

Goose, frowning: What?

Bradley: Oh, would you look at the time. I’ve gotta be back in the barracks before something horrible happens

Mav, behind him: Something horrible like what, baby goose?

Bradley, leaping out of his skin: Dad! Warn a guy next time. Fuck!

Young Goose and Mav and the flyboys: O.O

[junosswans]

I saw this homunculus headcanon template on twitter (made by @N_8machi , they stated it’s free for all to use ^^) and I was like let’s have fun!! And so I drew this. This is probably the only time for me to draw all of them at once lol

My handwriting is shit, hope it’s legible somehow at least. Empty template under cut!!

FYI: the three items are height, feet size, and age (appearance/actual)

Please don’t ask me why is feet size included in the template, I’ve no idea as well lmfao

I don’t have much to say for Envy despite them being my fav, its because if I begin I’ll need three pages :3 so I settled for the simplest ones. Really enjoyed drawing Lust and Greed!! Especially Lust cause she preettyyyyyyy

Pride is surprisingly hard to draw. It’s very hard to show that childish face + mature demeanour T_T will do better next time

Empty template:

You can also search for the background-less version on the artist’s twitter :) I don’t think tumblr lets me post png?? Idk

[cassidycasablanca]

guys my comfort streamers are playing roblox and uh....

[fights4users]

please give us the badger hair essay

I need to get better at answering these faster! I’m “I’ll wait till I have the time to give it my attention” and forget I get asks! Sorry anon!

Ok so— hair is sort of essential even if the first film largely has everyone in helmets (apart from select programs and during the love scene). I think it’s especially important when portraying Tron in the legacy era as well as no one seems quite able to get his hair right… it should look like Alan’s, if not a little bit scruffier compared to his “straight and narrow” style.

The most important aspect to this is the bangs. I swear to god no additional Tron media ever gets his bangs right or gives Tron a military/police officer cut which is a whole other level of don’t- but it’s. You don’t realize it but by having the bangs, making his hair a bit fluffier it gives- young , idealistic and confident. The excited and fiercely loyal program we see in the film— he’s Alan’s best traits personified as well as being his own person simultaneously (there is mirroring but it stops at a certain extent it’s complicated)

I’m not saying he doesn’t “age” (not physically anyway) or go through things that would change his personality and demeanor but his core traits remain. The fluff should remain, he’s sort of stuck as a young romanticized Alan? I sound insane but there’s a point to this, his hair gives away the softer features— oh sure he’s deadly efficient but he’s also a complete goof!! (Any moment with Yori or Ram shows you he’s all smiles and loves to quip). Future installments ignore this-

Cut the bangs and sort of cut out a massive part of his character only leaving the deadly efficiency and stoicism. Ok being “Mr.Moral” is all well and good but you forgot the heart of gold and soft side part—

This goes through with the “Badger hair” too, or uh- what Bruce calls it.

Besides being a “zany” thing to highlight the inhuman nature of programs (one of the easiest way is always wacky hairstyles) it’s also literally tied to this sort of pure love ™️ aspect to their relationship. It’s tied to his goofier and softer side who 🧍‍♂️”it looks terrible” etc etc

The additional implication of this being apart of a “true form” (he has more free flowing light lines added with tape that aren’t featured here) also sort of hints at a — depriving the lighter and sweeter side of him because this is a boys action franchise now rahhhhhh

[entriprises]

good morning!! does your muse have their ringer on on their phone? do they use custom ringtones? do they use do not disturb?

[lesbiradshaw]

they don’t got a single song where they need to be doing this