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sponcarmicheals · 2 years ago

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TEEN!Micheal Afton Fluff Alphabet

Warnings!: None!

they/them pronouns intended

A= Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?) :

He adores EVERYTHING about u! but the thing he most adores about you is your as- i mean your personality! Jokes aside, he adores every part of you but mostly your laugh. He just finds it so pretty and soothing.

B= Body (what is their favorite part of your body?) :

DEF YOUR THIGHS. HE JUST GIVE THIGH GUY VIBES YK?!?!! HE ADORES THEM NO MATTER THICK OR THIN, SHORT OR TALL, LIGHT OR DARK HE LOVES THEM ANYWAY‼️

C= Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?) :

He def cuddles facing or spooning! He 100% small spoon most of them time, but if your not feeling well or your sad he’ll be big spoon

D= Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?) :

Dates at the diner 100% (before bite of 87’ ofc) or arcade dates! He’d beat you half the time but sometimes let you win bc he’s a gentleman (to you and only you)

E= Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?) :

He has a hard time with emotions, especially after the d3ath of his little brother, but he tries his best to express his emotions to you from time to time.

F= Family (do they want one? If they do, when?) :

He definitely wants a family but just not yet, the reasoning is because his greatest fear is that when he gets kids he feels like he gonna turn into his father. So he wants to wait a dew until he forgets or the fear goes away!

G= Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?) :

He LOVES gift giving he’ll find different stuff im the woods for you! (like twigs, rocks, mushrooms, etc.) you may find it odd but you still love him! He also wins a plushie from an arcade you mentioned one time, you were confused but loves it.

H= Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold your hand?) :

He loves holding your hand! but also doesn’t like PDA that much. He’ll hold your hand or put an arm around your shoulder in public, just not too much! (hes got an ego to keep.)

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?) :

If it was minor, he’s would laugh and tell you to walk it off. If it was major, he’d be bouncing off the walls in panic. Like fight or flight mode on, it chose flight. He’d run and grab the first aid kit he saw and run back to fix it (the best he can at-least)

J= Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?):

He tries and jokes around here and there. He’ll make inappropriate jokes to make you laugh when your down. Sometimes he makes jokes about you and it gets out of hand sometimes so it ends with you guys curled up on the couch watching ghostbusters.

K= Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?):

HE LOVES TO KISS YOUR LIPS OR NECK. You can not tell me differ that this man would not kiss your lips nor neck 24/7. He just always ‘smooch’ on your soft lips or leaving soft pecks on your neck when you sit in his lap

L= Love (how do they show you they love you?):

He def shows love by spending time together wether it be at the arcade or your house, and he loves spoiling you sm. He may not be able to afford the best gifts but you don’t love him for money (i hope).

M= Memory (favorite memory together?):

His favourite memory of his was after his brothers death you comforted him very hard. He was having a panic attack and degrading himself so hard saying stuff like ‘i’m a fucking horrible person’ , ‘i should be here i’ve juts killed my own brother why am i still here’, and ‘god just take my now, i’ve murdered my brother, please let me be with him’ and you were like bbg no your wrong. He cried so hard that day, your shirt was soaked with guilt and woe.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?):

Mentioned before (F-Family) his worst fear is him turning into his father. The reason being William was never a good father to Him, Evan or Lizzy, he would ignore them and sometime abuse Michael for the way he treats Evan. So if he ever has kids w/ you he never wants to treat his kids like that.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?):

One quirk he has is he always quotes any movie he’s seen. Doesn’t matter where, when, or why he just does. Like out the blue he’ll quote “fuck me gently with a chainsaw” (ifyky) you’ll just have a confused look on your face the whole time.

P= Pet Names (what do they like to call you?):

The pet names he uses for you is Love, Babe, Baby 100% Reasoning because Love in a British accent is just *mwah!*, Babe is a basic pet name and he likes to keep things simple, and Baby because your a crybab- jk because your his bbg😍

= Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?):

He loves to hang out in the woods or the arcade with you. Either kicking your ass at air hockey or finding different rocks and mushrooms in the woods behind yours/his house.

R= Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?):

A song that reminds me of micheal is def Creep by Radiohead (ik basic) idk why but that songs juts gives me teenage micheal afton vibes

S= Secrets (how open are they with you?):

He’s decently open with you. He keeps some secrets to himself, like the way he treated his brother before meeting you or what his father does to him behind closed doors, but besides that he mostly opens up about his feelings and tells you what’s wrong in his life.

T= Time (how long did it take you to get together?):

It took you two 2 1/2 years to get together. You started out as best friends then you guys became enemies in late elementary school, then became friends again in early middle school and in late 8th grade, early 9th you started officially dating.

U= Upset (how do they act when you're upset?):

He tried his best to help cheer you up. Sometimes it works, sometimes it don’t. When it doesn’t he’ll also become sad then you’ll have to cheer him up and its juts a never ending cycle of sadness.

V= Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?):

He’s very proud of his improvement of kindness to not only his brother but to everyone after he met you! He also loves showing you off. He wants everyone too know that your taken and his.

W= Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?):

He isn’t the biggest on fighting but would fight someone for you. He wouldn’t fight someone with you but still would be your biggest hype man on the side!

X= X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?):

He can read you pretty well. He can tell when your mood isn’t your normal mood. When you walk into a room slouching forward and not taking he knows what up.

Y= Yes (how would they propose to you?):

He would go to your first date spot (the arcade ofc) and do everything you did on your first date! That includes eating pizza, playing loads of different games, kicking your ass in air hockey, and winning you cool prizes! At the end when you won a prize he told the person at the prize counter to give you the ring box instead of the prize. He said his vows and what not you orc you said yes! Ofc at the end you still got your prize :)

Z= Zen (what makes them feel calm?):

The things that make him feel calm are You (ofc), Music, Arcade Games, and Sleeping. You because your the only person that has ever looked out for him, Music because its one of the only things that helps him in need, Arcade Games because it easily takes his mind off things, and Sleeping because it easily helps him get away from stuff lime his father and school.

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bratshaws · 2 years ago

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through the hourglass 120. brb x oc

a/n: this gif does not represent Rooster's feelings in this chapter, I just love his angy face <3 reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3333

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none.

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They sit next to each other on the kitchen table, Rooster’s hand on hers, rubbing each of her knuckles as she holds her head up with her palm’s heel, staring down at her cocoa. She’s still nervous, he knows she is because she hasn’t said anything since they got to the kitchen, he wasn’t going to push her, but they were nearing the fifteen minutes’ mark and Rooster wasn’t used to not talking to Beatrice for so long while he was in the house.

He brings her fingers to his lips, kissing the soft skin before smiling at her, “Talk to me,gorgeous.’ he says and it snaps her out of her worries because her eyes turn to him almost in surprise “You look scared still.”

Beatrice’s frown only deepened and she laughed nervously, “I can’t help it.” she whispers, “It’s…a bit scary I guess.”

“Why?”

A shrug was thrown his way, “...Nikki just turned six months old,Roos.” she says, “She just turned six months old, we planned on having more kids but not so soon.” he holds his head up with his fist, still rubbing her hand, “Not to mention…how are we going to do this? It’s…scary.”

Bradley takes in her words with silence, still holding his head up and measuring how he will reply to that. Now that the sleep is finally out of his system and he’s fully awake, he had to admit there was a smidge of anxiety curling up in his stomach. It is a sudden and unexpected change in their lives, Nicole was a surprise but the second pregnancy so soon was…even more.

He didn’t want Beatrice to blame herself and he knew that she was from the way she was holding back from biting her thumb, choosing to rub it against her fingers instead, giving a friction instead of a bite was good enough for her. “...we are going to do this like we do with Nikki.” she looks up at him with her brows low, “I know it’s not what we planned, but…honestly, it’s not so bad.”

“It’s not?”

‘Nah,” he smiles, dreamily at her, “Maybe that’s just the universe saying we better pop ‘em out sooner than we thought. That’s all.”

“...and, you aren’t worried?”

“I am worried.” he chuckles, “And happy, and anxious and a bit confused. But I’m happy…if that’s what’s supposed to happen gorgeous, then we can do it. We love babies. We love our one baby…we can love more.” he says, “If this pregnancy is safe for you as well…do you want it?”

“I do.” she says, “I do want it,it’s just…a bit overwhelming right now.”

“It is.” he rubs her fingers again, holding back a yawn and running his hand on his hair, “It is overwhelming but I think we can do it…and I know it’ll be a bit hard when I leave.” her eyes met his guiltily,”But I’ll do my best when I come back,you know that.”

“I know Roos, you are doing a great job.”

“Then why do you still look worried?”

Beatrice sighed, leaning back against the chair, “Because…I should be the one taking care of my fertility.” she heaves the words out as if they weighed a ton, keeping her frown present and lips pursed, “If I missed- or if the birth control shots failed, that’s on me. I should…I don’t know, pay more attention, so we wouldn’t have surprises,Roos…and I didn’t.”

He could almost see the blame weighing her down as she said that and he hated it, “Gorgeous, that’s not your fault.”

“What if I missed? I don’t even know if my own notes are right. What if I thought I had another shot and then…I didn’t?”

He shrugs, “You were busy helping Marcus, your mind was all over the place…and there was the bar, and Nikki too. You managed it but I know it took a huge toll on you.”

“...I guess.”

“Listen, it’s not your fault.” he kisses the back of her hand gently, hoping to make her look at him, “Gorgeous,Bea…baby, look at me.” she did, looking like a puppy dog who just broke an expensive vase, her eyes shining with unshed tears, “Aw, gorgeous, it’s okay…it’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“But–”

“Okay,so the pregnancy - if positive- wasn’t planned. At least we’ll be able to deal with it,we both have good jobs, we have a good family circle that can help in case we need…worrying about it the way that you are isn’t right.” he pulls the chair’s legs closer to his so their knees touch and he can kiss her forehead, “I’m not mad at you.” she whimpers quietly and leans forward so her face is buried on his neck, “I’m not angry at all…we both wanted more kids and maybe it’ll happen sooner than planned.”

“But…your job and–”

“Don’t worry about it,I can handle.” he smiles, kissing the back of her head, “I’ll just miss you all a whole lot…but I can handle, gorgeous…I’ll always come back for you.”

She didn’t know if it was a mix of everything or just because she felt like it, but her eyes clenched with tears dribbling out towards his chest, “I-I know.” she sniffles, “I just want you to be okay.”

“Of course I am. I have you.” and her heart beat even faster, “Listen, if there is another baby Bradshaw on the way…hell, we should be ready because who can say they had their children back to back?”

“Six months apart.”

“I guess that means we fuck more than normal.”

Beatrice’s soft laugh was music to his ears, his own lips quirking up in a smile as she laughed against him,hugging his torso. He allowed her to laugh, chuckling a bit himself, and allowed her to calm down and her shoulders to relax.

When her laughter slowly turned into quiet giggles, he looked down just in time to see her tilting her head up, “That’s a pretty good point.” she smiles, nuzzling his chest, “Thank you,Roos.”

“You are welcome,gorgeous.” he gently cups the back of her head, brushing his thumb over the dark brown strands and kissing her scalp, “You are my girl, you know that. I’m here for you.” and he feels her cheek curve up against his chest as she smiles, her hold on him tightening. They didn’t move after that, just kept each other close and in silence, enjoying that they could only hear the sounds of their house and the snoring coming from the three dogs - amazingly Nicole didn’t care about those sounds either, she was probably used to it now.

After a while, he opens his mouth, “So.” he begins, “Do you want to do it now?”

“Hm?”

“The test.”

Beatrice tensed up in his hold, hesitating her reply until she sighed, “In a little bit,I’m just…trying to mentally prepare myself.” she whispers, “Will you go with me?”

“Of course, as if there is any doubt.” he smiles, “I’ll help you however you need…plus I’ve never seen how a pregnancy test works.”

“Oh, well, it’ll be something for both of us then.”

Rooster waited until she was relaxed enough to straighten her body and appear in front of him, blinking her green eyes to refocus on his face. Beatrice chewed her lower lip for a few seconds, inhaled and then exhaled, repeating the pattern for a few more seconds before she gave him a nod, “I’m ready.”

He smirks, standing to his feet and offering her his hand, “Good,we can have the cocoa upstairs.” he nods to her own mug as he picks his, sipping what was left of it inside, “A relaxing reward,hm?”

“Hah, sounds good.”

“It’ll be fine,Bea.”

She smiles up at him, hugging his arm since her other hand was busy keeping the mug within her grasp. Beatrice takes a few careful sips - honestly Rooster was so good in the kitchen she really should accept his offer in cooking more for the two of them when he wasn’t deployed - of her cocoa, humming happily once she swallowed, “This is so good,Roos.” she says, “Old family recipe?”

“Nah, that’s from the early years in the Navy. The eggnog, now that is a Bradshaw tradition, I’ve never had a better one in my life.”

“You should do it this Christmas.”

His smile faltered for a second, “Ah,I forgot…it’s in one of my mom’s old journals but,my aunt has them in her house somewhere.” he murmured.

“You didn’t invite your aunt or your uncle to our wedding,Roos.”

“I didn’t.”

Bea frowned, “You…don’t have to elaborate on the why.”

Bradley huffed almost in disbelief, shaking his head and looking over to where Nicole’s nursery was, the two of them pausing to check if their daughter was still asleep - which she was, thankfully - Eleanor and Jack’s eyes shining in the room as they meet the two adults, “I think it’s mainly because…after my mom died we just fell apart. I stopped talking to my cousins - who I was never that close anyway- and I just…got my life together.”

“When was the last time you saw them?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “2010? Maybe?”

Beatrice just stared at him, she knew he didn’t have a big family but to think he didn’t have a connection to his mom’s side…that was so sad. Now she knew why he valued the Navy and his friends so much, especially Mav. “And she didn’t like Mav.” he says, “She just hated him. My uncle didn’t care, he just never cared too much, but my aunt? Ooof, god damn it she hated Mav and apparently disliked my dad too.”

“Oh that’s terrible.”

“Yeah, but my mom never cared for her opinion.” Bradley smiles, no anger in his eyes, nothing at all, as they stop in front of their room, “And it ground her gears so much it was hilarious.”

Beatrice smiled back at him, stepping into the room with him right behind her, “Would you want Nikki to meet them?” she asks, setting the now empty mug on the nightstand closest to the door, “They are still her great uncle and aunt.”

“Eh,I don’t know.” he shrugs, “Maybe, we’ll see.”

She knew he didn’t want to continue this conversation so she just stopped talking. Beatrice however inhaled once she was on the threshold of their bathroom, rubbing her hands together and looking back to see that he was right behind her, “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

He smirks, leaning his arm against the doorframe and leaning down to kiss her forehead, “What do you need me to do,gorgeous?”

Beatrice picks the three tests, huffing out a breath before looking up at him, “I just want you to stay.” she whispered, “That’s all.”

They both sat on the floor, waiting for time to pass, the three tests were lined up in front of them as they waited. The boxes said to wait ten minutes max and he had to admit it was the longest ten minutes in his entire life. He set up his phone as a timer and to check on Nicole - thankfully she was still asleep - as they watched the three white tests.

Beatrice’s hands wrung together, he could hear her joints popping when she squeezed them, their shoulders touching. Rooster had one leg bent to rest his arm on top while Beatrice was seated on her folded knees, both of them sitting on the bathroom mat since neither wanted to grab towels to do that.

“Did it take this long with Nikki?”

“Kind of.”

“Hm.”

Both of them kept looking at the tests, Beatrice leaning forward to check only to frown and go back to her original position, “Nothing yet.”

“That’s okay, there’s still time.”

She sighed, leaning her head back so it touched the wall, looking up at the ceiling, ‘If it’s positive…what are we going to do?”

Rooster turned his head towards her, his eyes moving on her face then to the side as he thought about it, “We’ll work on it.”

“No,I know…I mean…I don’t know.” she sighs, “I’m…all over the place.”

“Baby, listen,” he grabs her hand, interlacing their fingers, “If there’s another baby in there,” he nods to her stomach, “They are going to be loved and taken care of just like Nikki is…you know that.”

“I-I know…”

“And we can use one of the guest rooms as another baby room, I know it’ll be amazing. You can paint it just like you did Nikki’s.”

That brought a smile out of her, and a little quiet chuckle as her thumb rubbed against his, “You are really okay with this.” she sounded amazed and yet she wasn’t, because Rooster had proven time and time again that he was possibly the best man that ever existed. He was her prince Charming - and she smiled more knowing how much he’d like that nickname - and he treated her so…amazingly.

“I am.” he smirks, “Listen,I know it’s scary,I know it is…but we both wanted that, we both wanted more kids. Again,so what if it’s sooner than we planned? We can handle it, and if they are just like Nikki, even better.” he says,kissing her forehead and keeping his lips there for a few seconds before he pressed his own forehead against hers, meeting her eyes, “You are my girl,Bea…and I am so happy with you. I am extremely happy with you…being your husband and Nikki’s father are the best gifts you could ever give me.”

Beatrice smiles shyly,her cheeks flushing red over his words. Only Rooster could make her blush like they were still dating, only him could make the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly without stopping and only him could make Beatrice feel like she’s floating.

All she could do was smile and allow her body to relax and remember how Rooster truly was okay with this, this sudden experience, this sudden…pregnancy? If it was positive, “If it’s not positive…what are we going to do?”

“Hmmm…’ he clicks his tongue, “Work on making it positive?”

“Rooster!”

Her playful swat to his shoulder earned a snort out of him, followed by her own laughter. They tried to keep it down because they didn’t want to wake Nicole up - although if their daughter could last through a thunderstorm, laughter wouldn’t make her move at all - or make their neighbors wonder what else could they be loud about.

He looks back from her eyes to his phone, bringing it up to his lips, “...thirty seconds left.”

Beatrice’s smile diminished but it was still present, “Okay.” she whispers, hugging his arms as they watched the numbers go down, down, down until it reached the zero mark. They still stood there,looking at his now background - a picture of Nikki smiling up at them - in silence, Beatrice’s hold on his arm only tightened, “...okay.” she inhaled for courage, “I’m going to check.”

“I have the boxes here.”

“Okay…” she licks her lips, clenching her eyes as she brings the tests closer, holding them out like a fan but not opening her eyes to check. She turns to Rooster, offering the tests like a magician would to cards, “Pick one.”

Rooster chuckled, but he was just as nervous as she was. His stomach felt like jello, like there was something inside ready to burst - like the xenomorph, ready to break his chest open - as he hovered his fingers over each test. He licked his lips, all of them were turning away from him so he couldn’t see if there were lines or not, “This one.” he plucks one out, breathing in and out slowly before he brings it to his face alongside its box.

He flicks his eyes back and forth from the test to the instructions, Beatrice peeks one of her own eyes open while pressing the rest of the tests to her chest, “So?” she questions, scooting forward, “What is it?”

Rooster is staring at the two little lines, the same little lines that - when he looked at the box - said it was positive. “It’s uh…it’s positive.” his voice comes out quiet but his smile is never leaving, he just clears his throat, turning it towards her, “It’s positive,baby.”

Beatrice blinks, holding the test’s other end to bring it closer to her eyes, then looks up at Rooster, “...t-that’s…okay,um…” she fumbles a bit, closing her eyes again to bring the other two tests, “Pick another one.”

He was faster this time, choosing the one on the left and smirking when again, the two red lines were there, “Positive.” Beatrice let out such a heavy exhale he worried she was running out of breath, but when he turned to look at her she was holding the last test with both hands against her chest, “Together?”

She nods, scooting closer to him to their shoulders touched, thumb purposefully on top of the little visor so neither of them could see it yet. Rooster grabs the other end, smiling at her, “One.”

Beatrice licked her lips, “Two.”

“Three.”

She moves her thumb away and, honestly no one should be surprised now, the two red lines were there. Beatrice stared with her eyes wide and her lower lip being chewed on by her upper and lower teeth, “...I’m…pregnant.” she murmurs, looking up at him with big worried eyes, “Rooster,I’m pregnant.”

Her husband’s cheeks hurt from smiling, “You are- oh gorgeous, don’t cry,” she didn’t even realize that she was crying, only doing so when she felt one lonely tear sliding down to the tip of her nose and touching the top of her lip. She let him hug her and he did, tightly, rubbing her back up and down with his lips touching her scalp, “You are okay,baby, it’s okay.”

“...I’m pregnant,Roos.”

“Yeah.”

“W-We are going to have another baby.”

He chuckles, “Yep, another baby Bradshaw on the way.” his own eyes stung when he said that. He was going to be a dad, again. He was really happy, he was…almost unsure if he was living in reality or not, but he was ecstatic, “Baby…we are going to be parents again.”

“Yeah…” she whispers, her own fears dissipating, “We uh…b-better call the clinic to make sure, you know?”

‘I know…we can arrange after the holidays if that’s okay?”

“It is.” she says, “...oh we…we can’t tell anyone yet Roos.”

Rooster blinked, “Shit,you are right.” he mutters, “Mav can’t know.”

“Or my parents…or siblings…or Shells.”

He stared at the opposite wall behind her, “...we’ll see all of them next week during Christmas,Bea.” he whispered. The silence that followed was deafening, “And I’ll see the Squad at work.”

“...Roos.”

“Yeah?”

“I think this will be really hard to keep secret.”

“...fuck you can say that again.”

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