#bradshawsbaby 🪩

[attapullman]

In honor of Lew’s birthday, could we possibly get a little drabble of Neighbor!Bob taking care of you when you’re sick? 🙏🏻🥺

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

For you, my dear? ANYTHING!

Plus, Neighbor!Bob is good for the soul and I need him.

You wake up feeling poorly, your head aching, throat sore. Getting out of bed is exerting. You can barely muster up excitement when the doorbell rings, inevitably Robert with your morning paper, here for a quick five minute coffee + kiss stop before he has to head to base.

When the door opens, he immediately knows something is off. You're not nearly your normal bright self. He ushers you into the kitchen, tinkering around with mugs, the kettle, and the loose leaf tea from that shop in Coronado you like to visit. You give your boss the out sick message as your neighbor takes you in one arm and your tea in the other, heading straight for the couch.

He drapes you with as many blankets as he can find, pressing kisses to your temple despite your outcries that he'll get sick too.

"It will be worth it if you feel better."

He knows he's running late and will have an admiral to report to, but he can't help but set you up with a few movies, your sewing project, and grabbing a few books from your bedroom so you won't be bored. You watch him walk around the house comfortably from your spot, hot tea so soothing on your throat.

When he's satisfied you'll be okay, he presses another soft kiss to your face and looks you in the eye, promising, "As soon as training is done, I'll come right back. You want soup? I'll make us some soup and we can cuddle. You just focus on getting better, okay?"

Sure enough, it's the next week you're taking care of him on his couch, but the snuggles and homemade noodle soup were worth it.

[laracrofted]

𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄!

my birthday is next week, and i'd love to celebrate with y'all so from now until May 20, i'd love for you to send one of the below requests into my inbox 🩵

prompts – send in a smut (here, here, here, here, and here) or fluff prompt and a character i write for. and if you're not sure, you can look at my masterlist. (you're also welcome to request these for one of my existing universes, i.e. batman bob, rockstar rhett, supernova natasha and bob, etc.) dealer's choice drabbles – ask me to write a drabble of my choice for one of my ongoing or completed fics. mini playlists – send me a 🪩 and a word/phrase/character and i'll make a mini playlist for you. made-up fics – send in a character and (a) an au, (b) a romance trope, or (c) a Taylor Swift song and i'll say what i'd write. mood boards – mutuals only, send me a 🍾 and i'll make you a mood board for a character and vibe of your choice.

if you have any questions or have a fun idea that's not on the list, please send me an ask. and also, be patient with me because i'm just a girl 😌 minors and ageless blogs dni as usual, but otherwise, open to everyone.

so excited to celebrate with y'all!

tagging some mutuals for posterity: @callsignspark @theharddeck @sometimesanalice @gretagerwigsmuse @withahappyrefrain @lewmagoo @rhettabbotts @ryebecca @roosterbruiser @attapullman @bobfloydsbabe @sebsxphia @bradshawsbaby

[attapullman]

Just imagining Neighbor!Bob dropping everything to take you to the airport when a last minute work trip comes up. He loves not having to hide the fact that you’re together, since you’re far enough away from the prying eyes of your nosy neighbors. He drives you right up to the curb of the terminal and takes all your bags out of the car for you, then gives you the little bag of snacks he put together for you—all your favorites. He gives you a long, lingering kiss and tells you he’ll see you as soon as you get home because he’s coming back to pick you up 🥹

Hope you have a safe trip!

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Neighbor!Bob driving you to the airport is so on brand for him and now I’m sobbing 😭 the most helpful, thoughtful man

Ever since you mentioned leaving town for work the other day, he’s shifted his schedule to accommodate. Leaving base early, pulling up in front of your house and laughing when you dart out like you’re a spy, practically throwing your suitcase in the back and scrambling in the truck before he can even get out and help you. It’s the middle of the day, none of the neighbors are home, but you’re cute with your theatrics.

The entire drive he holds your hand, only letting go to change gears. It’s soothing listening to you go over your schedule the next few days, disappointed that you don’t get to explore the city more, but glad that means you’ll be home sooner.

Once he pulls up to the curb outside Departures, he realizes you’re actually leaving. No waving from the kitchen window for a few days, no late night trips over through the back garden.

He takes your bags out the back and makes sure nothing has fallen out of your personal item, including the snacks he packed last night while you showered. Cups your face with those big hands as he confirms that you have everything.

Despite the chaos that is the drop-off area of San Diego International, he wraps his arms around you with a tight squeeze, committing every curve of your body to memory. Kisses to the top of your head as you remind him you’ll be back before the weekend.

“Have I told you that I’m going to miss you?”

“A few times, but I like the reminders.”

The kiss he gives you makes you yearn to already be back to him, sweet and firm and full of love. The soft press of his lips as he reminds himself you’re in public, but also needs to make sure you come back to him and happy to give you incentive.

You’d probably have missed your flight if he had his way, but the traffic controller starts whistling for him to move on and keep the drop-off area clear. Robert reluctantly releases you, squeezing your hip as you grab all your bags.

“Bye, I love you!”

Your eager wave is the last thing he sees before you’re swallowed by the crowd.

[attapullman]

⭐️⭐️⭐️

I would happily listen to you talk about any of your Bobs! 🥰

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Ah, thank you for the stars, Sarah!!

To be fair, we both have a soft spot for bungalow!Bob, the world's best live-in boyfriend. He's been in the center of my brain lately because that's his rightful spot in life 🫠

This man has truly made himself at home in the bungalow, and when he's not fixing something up he's perennially in the background of your Zoom calls for work. All your co-workers tease you because without a doubt Bob is going to be in the background doing something - completely oblivious he's accidentally "joined" your meeting.

One day it's when he's bringing in things from the car, traipsing back and forth behind your desk chair, completely oblivious. Then one time he doesn't realize the easy chair is in the camera's view and he starts balancing his budget, all of your team giggling at the array of receipts surrounding him.

For my own sanity, I'm not even sure I can go into detail the time he ended up doing pull-ups in the doorway and you completely missed your boss asking you a question, your eyes fully trained on his body in the little viewfinder.

bungalow!Bob, why aren't you real???

DIRECTOR'S CUT: ATTAPULLMAN

[attapullman]

Hey, Morgan! Okay, here’s a Fuck, Marry, Kill for you…

Neighbor!Bob, College!Bob, Rhett 🤭

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

How dare you make me choose between my beloveds?!?! I still love you though!

The anguish in the room right now ☹️

F: Rhett (it would be a disservice to my dreams for any other option)

M: Neighbor!Bob (obviously, no one would make a better husband)

K: College!Bob (I don't want to talk about it 😭)

COME HANG OUT WITH ME!

[attapullman]

☀️☀️☀️☀️

Hope you’ve been doing well, love! 🥰

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

such a happy little board! good things are coming!

send a ☀️, get a moodboard

[attapullman]

For the ask game, I have to know—are you and Neighbor!Bob going to have to keep your relationship a secret forever or are the other neighbors eventually going to find out? 👀

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

^ everyone showing up to Bob and Reader's wedding 😂

Jokes, jokes, but realistically, they do keep it secret for quite a while. They're private and already know how violent the gossip mill will churn at their union.

The neighborhood will find out in Pt. 4 when they realize they need to go public for their sanity (plus Bob is SO desperate for you and him to live together, and he knows eyes are going to raise at a For Sale sign).

ANONYMOUSLY ASK ME ANYTHING ABOUT MY FICS!

[attapullman]

Hi, my love! For Talk Shop Tuesday, I was wondering if you have any specific routines or rituals while you’re writing? 🥰

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Hi, my sweet bb girl!

When I started re-writing my novel, I realized that I actually do best writing at night! Which is bizarre because I am the opposite of a night person. Energy past 3pm? Never heard of her.

I've found 7pm-10pm to be my sweet spot for writing. I have to be comfortable - I love to sit on the chaise part of my couch - and have some sort of music playing and a little bevvy purely to feel intentional. And I'll light candles - looooove mood lighting!

Sadly, my overhead fairy lights that I put up for Christmas became very ritual for me writing-wise and I miss them so much, they inspired so many stories. Need to find a more year-round way to bring those back!

[attapullman]

Morgan! For the made-up fic title, how about Take Me to the Stars?

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Sarah!

I'm definitely in a cozy, fluffy mood. I'd write something about reader having a rough day and coming home to Rhett and feeling very downtrodden. Rhett doesn't have the exact words to help, so he packs you up in the truck with some blankets and drives you out to the pasture, where you can just see the twinkling stars for miles and miles. Everything feels a little better away from the pressures of the world lying in the back of his truck, listening to his heart.

I actually started writing a similar fic about this forever ago, but didn't get much into it past this line.

“I want to show you something.” Rhett’s strong, callused fingers wrap around your wrist, not forcing you along but hoping you’ll indulge him. Beyond the heavy wooden front door, the inky black sky stretches above the land curated by his ancestors. 

send me a made-up fic title

[attapullman]

10, 25, and 26 for the soft asks! 🌼

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Hi, sweet bb!

10. what's something you're excited for?

My birthday next month! Doing a little cowboy-themed weekend filled with good food and even better people ☺️

25. what's the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

Oh, this is hard! Gift giving is my lowest love language, genuinely just being thought of makes me giddy with happiness! If someone made me a playlist i'd probably cry knowing they thought of me for every song 😭

26. what movie would you want to live in?

Almost definitely The Boat That Rocked. I love the 60s, and the golden time of rock music, and just the general vibes.

soft asks to get to know me

[attapullman]

🍄 and 🍊 for the ask game!

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Bb! Hope you are having a beaut time-changed Sunday!

🍄How do you come up with ideas for your stories?

Ideas come anywhere from random daydreams to photos/videos/audio clips I come across that spark the creative flame! Someone Will Hear was inspired by an erotic audio, neighbor!Bob was a daydream that consumed me, and The Perfect Pink was a mixture of my own jaded V-Day views, TATBILB 2, and some headcanons.

Tbh, the entirety of That's Mine was purely based off the first line, “What do you mean Rooster asked you out?” that popped in my head when wanting to write a jealous!Bob fic.

🍊What's a story that changed significantly from its initial idea to the final draft?

Bob From Stats! Now that it's published I can share, but it looked really different for months as my untitled frat!Bob fic. At one point it was inspired by a Harry Styles fic I loved in college, then it was purely a college AU where your straight-laced boyfriend got drunk for the first time. Then I started having the drunk-Bob-is-Rhett thoughts that the fic really shaped itself into the Cowboy Stats Bob that we've grown to love. The hobby horse came to me while I was having a facial (shoutout jelly mask time!) and the rest is history!

fanfic writer ask game

[attapullman]

May I request a 🐮?

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

send me a 🐮 and i will refresh my pinterest and give u my first four pics as a random moodboard

[attapullman]

For the playlist ask game—I feel like I’m exposing myself here since I don’t post my name on my blog, but it’s Sarah 😂

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Promise I'll keep your secret 🤫😉

S - Sugar Sweet (Benson Boone)

A - Another's Man's Jeans (Ashe)

R - Roadblock (Six Weeks) (Atta Boy)

A - All Day and All of the Night (The Kinks)

H - Heaven (Fitz and the Tantrums)

send your name and i'll make a playlist!

[attapullman]

Hi, love! 🎲 & 🍬?

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

😚😚 these kisses are for you!

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time? 

The existential dread of living in the modern age? I have found the best change of me writing happens between 7-10pm and if I'm not feeling it then, it's not happening. Also find that I like chatting more than writng, so if I can find someone who wants to gab, writing takes the backseat 🙃

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Jake Seresin gives off smarmy "I've left my date on the side of the road" Legally Blonde Warner vibes and I just don't like him. And his muscles are too big for his build 😬

writer's truth & dare ask game

[attapullman]

Love the new theme, Morgan! 🌸🌼🪻🌻💐

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

Thank you, bb! The sunshine this weekend is contagious ☀️🌷

[attapullman]

aloe vera + palm tree?

- @bradshawsbaby 💕

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

i had to think about this one, but smell things. i was born without the sense of smell and i wish i knew what certain smells were like. newborn babies? lemons? new shoes?

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

this one was really hard! i naturally am such a goody two shoes that anyone who has bad intentions is immediately out. that said, if gaston would like to bench press me...no objections

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