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[vasito-de-leche]

I have some thoughts in my mind lately in the Self aware au R1999 (I'm invested so badly), I was wondering are there any arcanist that resented the player maybe at first or still having resentment on them? Because if the player wasn't there they would be " free " (which I would doubt since there are many players and it would still happen nonetheless but just speaking from there perspective) did they just helplessly or casually got over it after some time and accepted the fact it was a game I mean they were levelled up by the player,the player was the reason why they were getting stronger and winning every battle but I have a feeling some arcanist would have some doubt in them since everything was just a script in the first place all the things that happened to them were meant to happen for the plot, I don't about how to reach when they find out that the player was a human though.. But just like earlier if the player never was here then they would be " free ",they wouldn't know it was just some game (they gonna go bree since they wouldn't exist)(RAHHH I might have wronged what I said in this😭 I just have a thought in my mind about them doubting, feeling frustrated and all...Btw I am badly down bad for your writing 💜💜💜 I admire it so well.. 🥹🫶🫶 can I get a hello Please.. ?💜🥹💜 I'd go crazy being noticed on a writer I admire)

hiiii helloooo hola bonjour and many other greetings o7 really glad you like my writing!

your question is very broad, so I can only make a quick list to categorize all the characters and how I think they'd feel overall towards the Player within this AU! since you only mentioned arcanist, I assume you mean the playable characters only, so that's also the group I'll be tackling

I don't have a good grasp on every single character, so some of these are subject to change as I learn more about them too o7

It's very, very complicated.

Vertin. Door. Mesmer Jr. Bkornblume. I consider these characters to be "outliers" in terms of how they perceive the Player--in the sense that their opinion fluctuates and varies a lot, so they cannot be easily labeled in any of the other categories. They're contradicting or find themselves at odds with themselves, seeing the figure of the Player and everything the Player represents as positive and negative influences simultaneously. To them, you're a close friend and a distant stranger, a saviour and a harbinger of ruin, a source of knowledge and the end of everything--you're all of these, all at once.

as for the rest, I only described the opposite ends of the spectrum and the neutral category!

Extremely resentful and hateful

Desert Flannel. Erick. Mondlicht. Oliver Fog. Pavia. Sonetto. Sweetheart. This one is pretty straightforward--these are the characters who are defensive, who feel like your mere existence is mocking them, who have gone through so much and feel humiliated to know you're casually looking at them from above, so out of reach and superior and unbothered by their pain. But also characters who are combative or quick to identify you as a threat, such as Pavia and Sonetto, because you go against everything they believe in.

Stressed, requires a lot of time to get over it

AliEn T. Bette. Bunny Bunny. Charlie. Ezra. Kanjira. Matilda. Pickles. Ulu.

Mostly troubled, but open to change

6. Mr. APPLe. Darley Clatter. Diggers. Druvis III. La Source. Lilya. Melania. Ms. Moissan. Poltergeist. Zima

Neutral, indifferent and/or unaffected

Baby Blue. Click. Dikke. Jessica. John Titor. Rabies. Sputnik. Tennant. Tooth Fairy. Twins Sleep. These characters remain neutral, but do not confuse their indifference or lack of reaction for ignorance. Some of them aren't quite lucid, conscious or old enough to fully understand their surrounding, such as Rabies and Twins Sleep, but I would say the rest are grounded enough as to not let a figure such as the Player affect them in any intense or extreme way. Some of them simply don't care because this entire reveal doesn't exactly change their routine nor perception of the world. Some are choosing to remain neutral until they gather more information to form a solid opinion.

Mostly curious, but open to change

A Knight. Cristallo. Kaalaa Baunaa. Ms. NewBabel. Necrologist. Satsuki. Spathodea. Voyager.

Eager to learn, requires a lot of stress to be affected

37. An-an Lee. Centurion. Eagle. Horropedia. Leilani. Nick Bottom. Shamane. Sotheby. X.

Extremely intrigued

Eternity. Medicine Pocket. Ms. Radio. ONiON. Regulus. TTT. The Fool. Regardless of how your existence affects these characters, their curiosity and the new opportunities and possibilities you bring along are much more important to them. These are characters who seek to profit from you in some way, who see you as a fascinating subject to study, who may even relate in a way to the role you play as the Player, who may pity you.

[shinymoonbraixen]

Id love to draw something after the result! Pls summit your answers!

PS: I'll summit my answer too!

[zuziknux]

♡*｡◠`☆ My headcanons for Movie Sonic! ☆`◠｡⁠*♡

`-🌀 He is 13-15, maybe even 16 now, based on how he looks in the Knuckles series..

`-🌀 His favorite colors are blue (of coursw), red, white and black.

`-🌀 Even if he's more grown up now and maturing, he still sometimes likes to be mischievous or goof/mess around :DD

`-🌀 He likes grimace shake :3

`-🌀 He likes ✨ McDonald's ✨🍟

`-🌀 He can sing!

`-🌀 He likes the Hangover movies (You remember that? 😃🥹).

`-🌀 He likes comedy movies... and sometimes even some animated ones! Like DreamWorks' animated movies.

`-🌀 He likes VR games..

`-🌀 He likes Caramella Girls! ❤️💙💜

`-🌀 He likes to have a "movie night" with his buddies Tails and Knuckles :3

`-🌀 He'd like to meet with Wade more...

`-🌀 He is protective of Tails, but won't admit it much unless someone really gets him to :3

`-🌀 He has those favorite actors/actresses:

1. Keanu Reeves, 2. Bradley Cooper, 3. Chris Rock, 4. Tom Hardy, 5. Ryan Reynolds, 6. James Franco, 7. Nick Jonas, 8. Josh Hutcherson, 9. Vin Diesel, 10. Robert Downey Jr., 11. Zach Galifianakis, 12. Zendaya, 13. Kirsten Dunst

`-🌀 He likes the Madagascar movies, because they're funny, hilarious as heck and Chris Rock voiced Marty :D

`-🌀 His favorite musicians are Chris Brown, Pitbull, Flo Rida, David Guetta, Rita Ora, Black Eyed Peas, Avicii, Gigi D'Agostino, Red 5, Tiësto, Bebe Rexha, Topic, A7S, Alan Walker, One Direction, Daya, Eminem, Nicki Minaj, Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Miley Cyrus, MNEK, Sigala, Jonas Blue, Joel Corry, Nick Jonas.

`-🌀 He has those favorite songs:

1. Flo Rida - Turn Around (5, 4, 3, 2, 1)

2. Flo Rida - Club Can't Handle Me

3. Nicki Minaj - Starships

4. David Guetta feat. Nicki Minaj, Flo Rida - Where Them Girls At

5. Gigi D'Agostino - Bla Bla Bla

6. Gigi D'Agostino - The Riddle

7. Chris Brown - Yeah 3x

8. Pitbull feat. Chris Brown - International Love

9. Caramella Girls - Caramelldansen

10. Caramella Girls - Tutti Frutti Lover

11. Caramella Girls - We Love To Party

12. Topic x Bebe Rexha - Chain My Heart

13. Madagascar - I Like To Move It

14. Trolls - What U Workin' With

15. Ariana Grande - They Don't Know About Us

16. Rita Ora - Ritual

17. One Direction - What Makes You Beautiful

18. David Guetta feat. Akon - Sexy B!tch

19. David Guetta feat. Rihanna - Who's That Chick

20. Sigala, MNEK - Radio (Sigala Version)

21. Joel Corry x MNEK - Head & Heart

22. Pitbull feat. Christina Aguilera - Feel This Moment

23. LMFAO - Sexy And I Know It

24. Katy Perry - Smile

25. Benny Benassi - Satisfaction

[zepskies]

Back after a shooort mom break lol and here for the WIP game 😘

Now, I could be really mean and force you to share more of If I Stay, but I'm gonna be a good girl for once and wait a week before I scream at you again 😂😇

But please do tell me more about the following:

✨ Dean Winchester: Shelter -> Uh, more alpha!Dean? Yes, please! And I remember we talked a lot about a visit to Sam and Eileen, and I get just giddy thinking about Dean Jr. 🥹

✨ Russell Shaw: Breaking Point -> Omg!! Freaked tf out when I saw this!! I already caught up on the ESC one-shots and Bubbly and queued them for next week, and I so can't wait to see what you'll come up with here. That teaser at the end of Bubbly was wiiiiild and made me so goddamn excited to exchange theories with you! (Again, fangirling on the highest level here) 😂🫶

✨ Jason Teague: Red-Eye -> Awww, Jason! It's been a while! Is this still part of the teacher series or are we meeting a new reader? 👀

Btw, I have your LOTR fics on my tbr too, but just so you know, I'm a reverse-Supernatural in that case – a total Sam girl!! Lmao 🤣

Welcome back, lovely!! Hope your week hasn't been too stressful and that baby boy isn't climbing your shelves. 😂💗

LOL hey now, you got your sneak peek on If I Stay (Part 2)! 😜 But I'll be happy to tell you more about the rest of those...

⋆˙⟡ Shelter (Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader || Against the Wind Epilogue) - It's just an idea at the moment, but YES more alpha!Dean and in my head the premise will be exactly what we talked about: a visit to Sam and Eileen, Dean reuniting with Dean Jr., and Sam getting to meet Dean's new mate (AKA: you). 😘

⋆˙⟡ Breaking Point (Russell Shaw x Reader || Every Second Counts-verse) - Omg yay!!! I'm so glad to hear that you've caught up. I hope you enjoyed the little sequel stories. 🥰 Ahaha I actually just started writing Breaking Point TODAY because so many people were outraged after that cliffhanger in Bubbly. 😝 Girl yes I can't wait to fangirl with you and exchange conspiracy theories about the Shaw Family History. 🙏🏽 I've read some major spoilers from the books so I'm taking them into account for this one-shot (which already looks like it's gonna be over 5K 😂).

⋆˙⟡ Red-Eye (Jason Teague x Reader) - God it's been so long since I've written anything for him, but I LOVE Smallville. I think Jason is like a college AU Dean. 😂 But this story is actually a different reader from Assistant Hottie and Miss Professor, though if you've read those I'm so grateful - and I hope you enjoyed them! 🥰

Red-Eye is set in a kind of AU Smallville world. You can find a mini sneak peek here! (You guys on Patreon will get a proper sneak peek after If I Stay.)

Btw, I have your LOTR fics on my tbr too, but just so you know, I'm a reverse-Supernatural in that case – a total Sam girl!! Lmao 🤣

Omg thank you, friend! 🥹🫶🏽 lol I started writing for LOTR over 20 years late, but it's making me so happy tbh. And I don't blame you! There's literally no LOTR without Samwise. 💜

[marioandsonicfangirl793-art]

Bowser Jr. proposing to Princess Olivia! 💖💍

Ahhhh I feel like a huge shipper to this OCXCanon couple now… 🥹❤️🔥

I hope you like it! ✨

⚜️❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷💖💝⚜️

Art/OC ©️ Me. Bowser Jr. ©️ Nintendo ⚠️ Please don’t use, repost, trace, or copy my art without my permission.

[nani-nonny]

Hey! Sorry for taking long to send my reaction about your latest ch, am sick at this moment and my legs are in f**king PAIN.

But back to ch 5; lord you don't know how hyped i am to FINALLY see splinter and leo put some logic in this peepaw's head and STEP IN!

The sling part got me a bit confused until i realized they don't have baby goods... Yet.

I actually love how whenever Leonardo want to shush lou he just turn her to face his chest xD a gentl way of saying " shut up ", i ever giggled at how blue was arguing with baby lou saying " he smells like fish " XD damn never thought war will make you smell like one... Until i remembered Leonardo swam in the ocean.

The mission to find CJ is still up and the fact April is in with brain an' brawl team is making it better ❤💛💜

Seeing blue arguing with leo made me sad because leo's insecurity hit but i giggled at how Leonardo saw blue as angry kitten xD just 💙🥹👌

And when splinter came with mini blue scarf i just went " AWWWWWW " now older leo has 3 kids 🥺🥺🥺 seeing blue embarrassed is just so adorable! Wait until everyone see and hear about it.

Awww :(, you’re sick too? I’m feeling a bit under the weather so I’m a little “bleh” for lack of a better word. I hope we both feel better soon… <3

But yes!! Splinter and Lil Leo trying to ring some bells in Leonardo’s ears like hello! Get out of that damn tunnel and look around! (And this is basically the baby sling situation vvvv)

Although the way Splinter didn’t is a little less complicated than that, and a little loose because the baby keeps dancing around in there. She’s a little chaotic and uncontainable lol

Sometimes you just gotta smother your baby in your chest, no biggie /j (fyi: don’t do this??? Babies need to breathe??? Not even day 1 and Leonardo is failing babysitting) But luckily, the baby doesn’t seem to mind his smell lol maybe it’s the turtle in her that likes fish smell hehe

And I hope no one has forgotten it’s only been about… 2 days? Since Leonardo came to the present timeline? Maybe by the time they find Casey Jr it’ll be the third. I’m joking don’t take my timeline organization seriously

Yess! Next chapter we should get some insight on how the trio are doing while on their part of mission to find Casey Jr! We get some April in the mix!!

Little Leo is just dumping all his recent thoughts on the big man and Leonardo’s just looking at him like: “oh. Why so small? Hehe, funny cat”

Leonardo. Sir. That child is hurt. Console him, talk to him, listen to him.

Splinter saw his opportunity and took it. Blue and Blue-squared. Blue and Baby Blue. Blue and Mini Blue. He just loves his kids <333

[kelleah-meah]

The vibe I'm in right now --

📚 Currently reading: On Tyranny: Twenty Lessons From The Twentieth Century by Timothy Snyder and Pisces Witch by Ivo Dominguez Jr. and Mat Auryn

🎞️ Last movie I watched at home: Arsenic and Old Lace

🍿 Last movie I watched at the cinema: Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

📺 Last TV show I watched: Cross on Amazon Prime

🎙️ Last song I heard: "Imma be" by BEP

✅ What I've been doing lately: Working, cleaning my home, stressing about the future, maintaining my household chores, planning for Turkey Day, preparing for the upcoming economic collapse because the idiots in my country elected a grossly incompetent, amoral moron to run the government

💜 What I'd rather be doing: Sleeping in, writing in my journal, reading my books, sitting in a cafe while sketching in my journal, listening to vinyl records while working on my jigsaw puzzle, working at a more fulfilling job that pays me a better wage, organizing my home office, going to see Johnny Depp's art show

🫠 What I should be doing: Trying to fix my home computer's storage problem & upgrade my OS and VPN, shadow work, reading my book, writing a new blog post, exercising, updating my website, deep cleaning my apartment, organizing my home office, signing my new apartment lease, assessing my debt and creating a repayment schedule

👖What I'm wearing: Blue jeans, gray, burgundy & black print blouse, black blazer, purple and black polka dots socks, black ankle boots

😢 What keeps me up at night: The cascading energy of Pluto moving from Capricorn into Aquarius, financial stress, politics, my health

🥹 What I'm looking forward to: My Turkey Spa Day of pampering and self care 🦃🧖🏽‍♀️🧘🏽‍♀️

[montanababe7]

Over the years, I’ve orchestrated and led princess purity conferences at different churches, been a camp camp counselor in 2007-where I mentored 13 amazingly precious and beautiful jr high girls. Where I saw Jesus do what only he could do. Transform once broken lives and make them whole🥹🥲🥺😭💜🙏🏼🤗.

I’ve stayed in contact with nearly all of them since that time, I’ve been a volunteer youth leader at several churches where I’ve prayed for and held in my arms as Jesus beautifully transformed their hearts-I’ve seen youth weeping and crying as Jesus dries their tears and completely change their lives, I’ve been in a worship band in college where the glory of Jesus was so strong that my fellow college students wept in the presence of Jesus and were undone in His everlasting awestruck wonder and glory, and was a co-worship pastor with my husband-where Michael Wolf 🐺 and I saw-untold numbers of hungry souls seek Jesus and become whole. All lifechanging. All amazing 🥳🤩

(I’ve been a spiritual mother since I was 19. I’m also a spiritual grandmother).

But being a mom to Mike and I’s, three absolutely incredible and radiant daughters has been the most rewarding and challenging moments of my life by far. Some days, I feel like I’m drowning. Other days, I’m on top of the world.

I’m just so humbled and thankful. And. Grateful that Jesus has entrusted me with so much. It’s truly humbling. I’ve never stopped praying also for all of my classmates when I was in high school and in multiple colleges.

You all mean so much to me. I pray for each and every one of you daily🥹😭. Jesus tells me how much he loves you. How much he’s always loved you. Jesus told me a years ago-he’s given me the mantle of the love apostle.

Many have said that I’ve been far older and wiser than my time. Than my current age. And, they’re right.

I remember sitting by my locker in my junior and senior years of high school-even in those moments when most of the friends that I thought were close to me had forsaken me and walked away from me. I ate my granola bar; while I was reading my Bible and reminding myself that one day I’d get through this. I clung to Jesus and to my Bible for dear life. Other times, I’d sob quietly in the bathroom stall or cry in front of the mirror when no one was around. Jesus would also lead me to read and type up Bible verses on suffering for Jesus. Being persecuted. Being th r o w n down. When I had no one but Jesus. Jesus always held me close. Jesus is the only reason I got through those years. I miss those moments. Those moments of my greatest pain when my heart was breaking I saw Jesus often face to face. Jesus was Reminding me that I was never alone. if I was remembered for anything back in high school. I, pray 🙏🏼 that the other students would remember the Jessica of those yeARs-who never let anything or anyone ever shatter her heart. Even the kids who taunted me in the locker rooms. Jesus was still there

And Jesus is here with me today. Each day is a beautiful treasure and an absolutely irreplaceable precious & a priceless gift. Remember to thank Jesus for today.

Even on the days of the unknown; Jesus is here 🙂

Jessica Wolf

[montanababe7]

Over the years, I’ve orchestrated and led princess purity conferences at different churches, been a camp camp counselor in 2007-where I mentored 13 amazingly precious and beautiful jr high girls. Where I saw Jesus do what only he could do. Transform once broken lives and make them whole🥹🥲🥺😭💜🙏🏼🤗.

I’ve stayed in contact with nearly all of them since that time, I’ve been a volunteer youth leader at several churches where I’ve prayed for and held in my arms as Jesus beautifully transformed their hearts-I’ve seen youth weeping and crying as Jesus dries their tears and completely change their lives, I’ve been in a worship band in college where the glory of Jesus was so strong that my fellow college students wept in the presence of Jesus and were undone in His everlasting awestruck wonder and glory, and was a co-worship pastor with my husband-where Michael Wolf 🐺 and I saw-untold numbers of hungry souls seek Jesus and become whole. All lifechanging. All amazing 🥳🤩

(I’ve been a spiritual mother since I was 19. I’m also a spiritual grandmother).

But being a mom to Mike and I’s, three absolutely incredible and radiant daughters has been the most rewarding and challenging moments of my life by far. Some days, I feel like I’m drowning. Other days, I’m on top of the world.

I’m just so humbled and thankful. And. Grateful that Jesus has entrusted me with so much. It’s truly humbling. I’ve never stopped praying also for all of my classmates when I was in high school and in multiple colleges.

You all mean so much to me. I pray for each and every one of you daily🥹😭. Jesus tells me how much he loves you. How much he’s always loved you. Jesus told me a years ago-he’s given me the apostle of the love mantle.

Many have said that I’ve been far older and wiser than my time. Than my current age. And, they’re right.

I remember sitting by my locker in my junior and senior years of high school-even in those moments when most of the friends that I thought were close to me had forsaken me and walked away from me. I ate my granola bar; while I was reading my Bible and reminding myself that one day I’d get through this. I clung to Jesus and to my Bible for dear life. Other times, I’d sob quietly in the bathroom stall or cry in front of the mirror when no one was around. Jesus would also lead me to read and type up Bible verses on suffering for Jesus. Being persecuted. Being th r o w n down. When I had no one but Jesus. Jesus always held me close. Jesus is the only reason I got through those years. I miss those moments. Those moments of my greatest pain when my heart was breaking I saw Jesus often face to face. Jesus was Reminding me that I was never alone. if I was remembered for anything back in high school. I, pray 🙏🏼 that the other students would remember the Jessica of those yeARs-who never let anything or anyone ever shatter her heart. Even the kids who taunted me in the locker rooms. Jesus was still there

And Jesus is here with me today. Each day is a beautiful treasure and an absolutely irreplaceable precious & a priceless gift. Remember to thank Jesus for today.

Even on the days of the unknown; Jesus is here 🙂

Jessica Wolf

[sugarcoated-lame]

Ok Kenzie is a QUEEN, she’s spitting facts and I love her trying to steer Bradley in the right direction!

“So, we’re fuck buddies again?” Oh, I rolled my eyes so hard LMFAO.

And this line: ‘Kenzie sighs softly, wondering what she did wrong karmically to be stuck here right now teaching the guy who taught her how to give good head, how to be a good man.’ Just *chef’s kiss* it had me dying.

I loved seeing Bradley finally taking the time to process his feelings and realizing he likes Baby Seresin! 🥺

“I’ll do anything I can to make it better, okay? - I’m serious,” Bradley finally takes one step towards you. “About this baby, about being better for you, and for them. I don’t want to fight with you.”

‘He thinks of how much he’ll miss out on if you’re upset with him. Sure, he can go to the appointments - but he’ll miss the kicks, the cravings, the small things. He doesn’t want that.’ The growth! The character development!!! My heart!!!!!! 🥹 Is this the end of Toxic King Jr??? Probably not.. 😂 but I’m so happy to see him realizing how much both Baby Seresin and their baby mean to him and wanting to be better for them, and not wanting to miss out on anything. 😢💜

Amazing chapter, love to see Bradley groveling and I can't wait to see how long it takes for their no-sex agreement to inevitably go up in flames lmfao!! ❤️

My Future in You | 1.3 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

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Synopsis: Bradley’s twenty-two years old and not where he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be out of the academy by now. Instead, he’s retaking his senior year of college and praying to god that he gets into flight school. Mav’s gone, his mom’s gone. He’s mad at the world. Then, a hook up at a Halloween party changes his future even more than he could have imagined.

Warnings: accidental pregnancy, references to abortion in a few chapters, angst, will be fluff eventually, will be smut so 18+, enemies to lovers kinda thing, no specific warnings for this chapter

…

“Bradshaw… I thought I told you not to call me.” Kenzie’s voice comes through the phone, clear and chirpy.

“I fucked up.” Bradley sighs.

“Already?” She frowns, “Bradley, I saw you yesterday — what could you possibly have done?” Bradley sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.

“Could I come over? — You’re going to want to hit me, it’ll be easier.”

“I’ll come to you, give me twenty.” She agrees calmly.

Twenty minutes later, Kenzie’s sitting cross legged on his bed, her back resting against the wall and she’s staring at him like he’s stupid. Bradley’s leaning against his desk with his arms crossed, knowing that what he did was more than stupid.

“I’m sorry, isn’t that exactly what I told you not to do?”

“I walked over there and I was planning to tell him gently, y’know? - Take the pressure off and do it for her, it was stressing her out.” Bradley explains dejectedly. Kenzie shakes her head slowly at him.

“But then he had that attitude and that smug face - and I could tell he was mad at her, plus what kind of idiot doesn’t notice that the girl they’re sleeping with is in her fucking second trimester of pregnancy?”

Kenzie does have to agree with that one, it’s ridiculous that he had no idea at all.

“Is she showing much?” Kenzie asks.

“A little - like, it’s noticeable.” Bradley shrugs his shoulders.

“It still wasn’t your place to tell him, idiot.”

“Okay, but I did - it’s too late to change that,” Bradley says, still-half pouting, “She won’t talk to me. You need to tell her I’m sorry.”

“Me? - Bradshaw, you’re dumber than you look if you think that’s a good idea.”

“Why? You’re better with words than I am.”

“In what world do you think it’s a good idea to send your fuck buddy to patch things up with the mother of your child?” Kenzie reasons. She makes a great point, but Bradley’s caught up on one part of it in particular. His lips quirk slightly as he unfolds his arms and rests his hands on either side of the desk.

He raises his eyebrows, “So, we’re fuck buddies again?”

Kenzie grabs one of his two flat and uncomfortable pillows and launches it towards him, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Were you dropped on your head a lot as a child?” Kenzie asks, making Bradley chuckle. He crosses the room and presses one knee into the bed, dropping down to lay on his back, then groans.

“Fuck,” He mumbles, shaking his head, “How do I make it better?”

Kenzie shakes her head softly, letting out a heavy breath. She moves to lay at Bradley’s side, both of them staring at the ceiling.

“Give her some space, mainly for your own safety,” Kenzie decides that that should be the first point of call after what Bradley told her went down today. Jake begrudgingly saved Bradley from being tackled by an angry pregnant lady. “After that, I have no idea. I think I’d kill you.”

“That’s not helpful.” Bradley frowns.

Kenzie sighs softly, wondering what she did wrong karmically to be stuck here right now teaching the guy who taught her how to give good head, how to be a good man.

“Do you like her?” Kenzie asks.

Bradley’s quiet for a while. He hasn’t really ever considered it. You came into his life as a stranger, and now you’re his entire future - he hasn’t ever taken a step back to evaluate how he really feels about you.

He likes having you around. He finds you sexy. He finds himself thinking of you when you aren’t around. Whether you might want something from the grocery store, if you remembered a coat on particularly cold mornings, reminding himself to tell you when he finds a new show that you might like.

Considering it from this angle, it’s a definite realisation: he does like you.

“She’s pretty funny.” Bradley agrees, “And obviously she’s hot. But we just argue about stuff.”

“What kind of stuff do you argue about?” Kenzie prompts.

Bradley’s quiet for a moment while he considers it. He turns his head to look at her, lowering his voice sheepishly, “Stuff I’ve said, or done - or might do. Fuck.” He covers his face with his hands and groans.

His head still hurts a little. He thinks back to that look on your face as you stepped towards him while yelling. Him stumbling back with his hands out defensively. Jake standing to the side, watching it happen.

Him tripping as he was backing off and smacking his head into a cabinet.

“Okay - well, it sounds like if you stop being such a jackass, the two of you might actually get along.” Kenzie suggests, rolling onto her side to look at him. He stares at the ceiling.

She’s probably right.

“Where are you going with this?” Bradley knows that Kenzie has never passed up an opportunity to call him a jackass, but his ego is already bruised enough after the lecture he got from you earlier.

“I’m just saying, instead of sitting here, asking me how to make it better — maybe you should be over there groveling a little.”

You pull the covers up over your head and sniffle. You’re furious. At yourself, at him. At yourself for starting to let him in again.

Letting yourself fawn over him these past few days, pretend that he’s anything more than the stranger that you hooked up with on Halloween. You wipe your tears and stare at your phone screen, looking over the picture of you and him at your last doctor's appointment.

His arm draped around your shoulder, holding you in against his side, the sonogram picture held up in front of your stomach.

You throw your phone down onto the bed, turning and pressing your face into the pillow. You brush your fingers across your stomach, wiping hurriedly at your cheeks as you look down at it. Your skin is less soft now, it’s becoming more of a structured roundness every day - before you know it, the baby will be here.

The baby deserves grown ups for parents. People who care about each other, and agree on things, and will be living in the same city. You and Bradley can’t even manage one of those things.

You whimper softly, then push yourself to sit. Your eyes widen. The voice in the hallway grows closer.

“I’ll tell her, thanks.” Bradley nods, pushing open the door to your room without knocking. He stills in the doorway, not liking the look on your face. He immediately raises his hands in defense.

He shoots a glance back at your roommate like she’s likely to help him. She’s not, she heads straight for her room.

“Get. Out.” You growl at him.

He must be stupid if he has come back to be yelled at for the second time that day, but you’re sure that you’re capable of getting your point across once again.

“I’m here to apologize.” He reasons, not daring to move from the spot. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans, frowning slightly at you.

“I don’t want to hear it, you selfish fuck! Get! Out!”

Bradley sighs softly, he leans his head back, “I’m sorry, okay? I overstepped. I shouldn’t have told him, it wasn’t my place.”

You push yourself up, standing before him. You’re wearing a cropped white t-shirt and some sweatpants. His eyes fall down to look at your stomach, his face softening.

He knows you’re about to yell at him, he speaks quickly - he needs to get you to hear his reasoning.

“I didn’t do it to hurt you, I was trying to protect you,” Bradley rushes out. You glare at him. “Come on, you show up looking like you’re about to burst into tears? - It was obvious the two of you had been fighting, and you were stressed out of your mind. I had to do something.”

“You didn’t have to do that!” You bite back.

“I know, I know,” Bradley agrees, seemingly regretfully. He steps back quickly as you step towards him. “I fucked up, I’m sorry.”

“That’s not good enough, you asshole!” You snap at him.

“You were dating him for like a month, there’ll be other guys.” Bradley frowns. Your eyes narrow at him. Bradley takes another step back, bumping into the wall behind him.

“Don’t be an idiot - how many guys our age do you know that want to date a girl with a kid?” You snap at him, stepping forwards. Bradley frowns. His immediate instinct is to argue back - to remind you that you wanted this, that it was all your choice, not his. But he doesn’t.

His face softens slightly, “I’m sorry. It wasn’t my place to tell him.”

You swallow, frowning at him. You want to scream at him, and shove him and tell him what an asshole he is. But, you’re going to be a mother - he’s going to be a dad.

You don’t want your kid to have parents that scream at each other constantly.

“I’ll do anything I can to make it better, okay? - I’m serious,” Bradley finally takes one step towards you. “About this baby, about being better for you, and for them. I don’t want to fight with you.”

He reaches out and tenderly touches your arm. You look down at his hand on your skin, then up at him. Bradley waits for your forgiveness, brushing his fingertips along your bicep.

“If I’m not getting laid, neither are you.” You tell him firmly.

His brows furrow slightly, “What?”

“That would make it better. If I have to do this alone, so do you.” You decide. It’s petty, sure, but you can’t stand the thought of watching him parade girls around you for the next few months, while you know you’ll be alone.

“You’re kidding.” Bradley frowns. He hasn’t gone longer than maybe two weeks without sex since he lost his virginity.

“I’m so serious.” You deadpan.

He stares at you, like you’re going to crack and tell him that you’re just joking.

“Okay. Well, I mean, we could-“ He motions between the two of you and takes a small step closer. You press your hand to his chest, glaring at him.

“If you think I’m going to let you touch me ever again, you’re wrong.” You explain firmly. Bradley lets out a soft breath. Abstinence for the next five months. That’s a long time.

Either that, or you stay mad at him. He thinks of how much he’ll miss out on if you’re upset with him. Sure, he can go to the appointments - but he’ll miss the kicks, the cravings, the small things. He doesn’t want that.

“Fine. Anything you want,” Bradley agrees, nodding his head uncertainly. He gives you a tight-lipped smile, “No sex. We’re in it together. I’m sorry.”

You give a small nod. It doesn’t make it better, but it does make you feel better that he’ll be suffering as much as you will. He opens his arms.

“No.” You frown at him. He steps closer, arms still open. You point at him, “No.”

He wraps his arms around you, feeling you tense against him. He smiles, resting his cheek on top of your head, “Just so we’re clear… if you have sex, I can have sex - right? - that’s the deal?”

“No one’s going to have sex with a pregnant girl, dumbass - look.” You pull back, resting your hands on the bottom of your stomach, “Do you really think I’ll be picking up guys when I’m in my third trimester?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “I think the bump is cute.”

“Because it’s yours,” You scoff, turning away from him, settling back down against your pillows and opening up your laptop. Bradley stands there, staring at you. It is his bump, and he does think that it’s cute. “You wouldn’t look twice at me otherwise.”

That’s also probably true. He walks into the room and scoots into bed beside you. You shoot him a warning look and shift over so that there’s distance between the two of you.

“Can I ask you something?” Bradley asks.

“No.” You answer bluntly. It’s important to remind him that just because he made one correct choice, that doesn’t mean he’s forgiven.

“How the fuck did he not notice?” Bradley asks. He remembers your body before, and he’s looking at it now. It’s a subtle change, but a change nonetheless. He’s certain that if he was sleeping with a girl for over a month, he would notice that she was in her second trimester of pregnancy.

“I think he didn’t want to notice.” You answer softly. The signs were there. Ryan believed everything you said without question. Never second guessed the tender breasts, or the sensitivity to smells, or the fact that you had been wanting to keep your shirt on more often than not recently.

Bradley frowns, feeling something under his leg. He pulls your phone out from under him, looking between you and the photo on the screen.

You glance down, then snatch it away from him, locking it. He sighs softly, folding his arms as he settles against your headboard. You shift further from him, still frowning.

“So did you think any more about names?” He says quietly. It’s an olive branch. You look up at him, then roll your eyes, ignoring him completely.

He leans his head back to look at the ceiling. His life was a lot less complicated before you. He knows yours was a lot less complicated before him. Bradley wishes that things were different. Maybe if the two of you had dated before, or had even got to know each other before - that maybe this would be easier.

You glare at him periodically as you work on your assignment. You don’t say it out loud, but there’s no reason for him to be here - he said what he needed to say, he could just leave.

He stays anyway.

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This was such a cute chapter!!! 🥹💜

‘Could you do this without Bradley? — Probably. It’s just that you’re starting to question whether you want to anymore.’ Baby Seresin wanting Bradley around to raise the baby together aaaah 🥹

And I’m LOVING the character development from Bradley, finally showing some maturity! The fact that he has really thought everything through, like having her dad get her job switched to Pensacola.. who are you and what have you done with toxic king jr???

‘If Jake didn’t feel sick before, staring at the two of you is certainly getting him there.’ Poor jake has had enough of their shit 😂

‘He finds himself equal parts angry and confused with you. Jake understands that you’re scared of doing this alone, but he’ll never understand how you can give Bradley so many chances. He has hurt you time and time again, and Jake can’t stand the thought of him not being there to protect you.’ I really love jake in this series so much, he’s been such a supportive brother from the get-go and I love how dedicated he is to protecting his sister 🥹

And I’m so, so happy that they’re all going to Pensacola together because Jake is so worried about his sister moving across the country with “that idiot” lmaoo, this was such wonderful, fluffy chapter and I can’t wait for the next part!!! 💜❤️💜❤️

My Future in You | 1.9 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

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Synopsis: Bradley’s twenty-two years old and not where he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be out of the academy by now. Instead, he’s retaking his senior year of college and praying to god that he gets into flight school. Mav’s gone, his mom’s gone. He’s mad at the world. Then, a hook up at a Halloween party changes his future even more than he could have imagined.

Warnings: accidental pregnancy, references to abortion in a few chapters, angst, will be fluff eventually, will be smut so 18+, enemies to lovers kinda thing, kind of a filler )):

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Back and forth, back again. White socks padding along the floor, his eyes following you like he’s in the crowd at a tennis match. Bradley watches in silence. He’s sitting back against the wall behind his bed, since he doesn’t have a headboard, arms folded over his chest.

Asking about the future has clearly triggered some kind of meltdown, and at this point, he knows better than to intervene. Instead, he grabs the baseball on his bedside table and tosses it upwards, catching it again.

Each time it lands in his palm, you turn. Pacing from one side of his room to the other, ranting about the logistics of his question. It’s been around fifteen minutes now, Bradley’s sitting in his boxers and a t-shirt, paying less and less attention.

You’ve moved on to the second phase of your rant now. Phase one was about you and him — barely knowing each other, not even liking one another. That kind of thing. He had tried disagreeing, but you’re better at rationalizing than he is.

This is more about the financial side of things.

“I have money.” Bradley shrugs his shoulders calmly, the ball bounces off of the ceiling and ricochets — he leans off of the bed and catches it. Without looking back at you, he continues to toss it up and catch it again. You stare at him.

The boy sitting on the cheap mattress, tossing up a baseball he had taken from this year’s freshman orientation. The father of your child.

You scoff incredulously. Beige walls, plain navy sheets and football banners on the walls. Like this is the kind of home you’d like to raise your child in. “Real money. Babies aren’t cheap, and I’ll be working — do you know how much daycare costs?”

“I have real money.”

You inhale sharply. Everything’s hitting you all at once. You had been putting off this conversation for a reason and now you’re freaking out. You’ve got less than twenty weeks to get your shit together. Stopping by the door, you prop your weight up against it and breathe out hard.

“Real real money, Bradley — I barely even have a credit score, there’s no way we’re getting approved for an apartment.”

“My credit score is good and I’ve got money from the house.” He shrugs again, spinning the ball around in his hand and tossing it up. Too hard, once again. It bounces from the ceiling and ricochets. You catch the ball.

He looks up at you, finding you staring at him now. He raises his eyebrows.

“House?”

“Yeah, my parents’ house.” Bradley replies, settling down and tucking his arm behind his head now that you’re squeezing his only source of entertainment so hard that he’s somewhat concerned you might crush it. He was certain he had mentioned this to you before. “I inherited it after my Mom died.”

The house, the two life insurance policies. There had to be some kind of upside to losing both of his parents before he had turned twenty. You stand by his door, dumbfounded.

“I’m sorry… so, you own a house?” You squeak out.

He shrugs his shoulders again, glancing down at the baseball in your hands and sighing. “Yeah, it’s by the base in Norfolk. My dad was stationed there for a bit in the eighties. I was going to sell it, but my cousin’s staying there. He pays me rent.”

You take a small step towards him. He runs his fingers through his curls, tilting his head, smiling softly. Those stupid, big brown eyes stare into yours. He lifts his hand and reaches out for you.

“I’ve got this,” He nods, curling his fingers for you to come closer. You swallow softly as you step towards him. He sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed, parting his thighs. You step between his legs. Bradley rests his hands on your hips.

He leans forwards, pressing his lips gently to your stomach over your sweater. “We’ve got this. You’ve been saying it since the beginning.”

You soften slightly, pushing your fingers through his auburn curls. He looks up at you, lips quirked up into a smile. Suddenly, his brows furrow.

“Wait, so — when I offered you money in December… what did you think I meant?” He frowns slightly, stroking his hands along your sides. Thinking back to it, you shrug.

“A couple hundred, I don’t know. You were being a dick.”

He chuckles and pulls you forwards so that you’re perched on his knee. His perpetually warm skin pressing flush against yours. He wraps his arms around you and nods his head. “I’m sorry.”

Bradley has successfully bypassed your first two protests to moving in together, leaving you to sit and think about your options now. Graduation is two months away, the baby’ll be here a few months after that.

You look at Bradley, trailing your fingers through his curls tenderly as you think about your future with him.

Sitting, rolling, crawling. Experiencing all of that with your son, taking him to the park and to the pool — all while Bradley’s a couple of hundred miles away, on his own.

Could you do this without Bradley? — Probably. It’s just that you’re starting to question whether you want to anymore. This morning, you had a boyfriend — not Bradley. Now you’re sitting here discussing moving in with him.

“But my job is going to be here.” You say quietly, frowning at him.

He nods his head. “I thought about that. There are offices near Pensacola, it’ll just be a case of calling them up and asking to switch. Which, your dad’ll be able to organise for you.”

“Did you forget that he kind of disowned me?”

Bradley shakes his head, “No, I remembered, but he spoke about how proud he was of you for getting that grad scheme at a couple of events, it’s on google. People would probably ask questions if you suddenly dropped out of it, right? — It’ll be easier for you to work if we’re together, so it’s in his best interests to make a phone call.”

Once again, he renders you silent. This is not the same idiot you’ve been putting up with for the past few months. He skims his hand along your thigh and shrugs his shoulders.

“So, yes?”

Your lips quirk softly at the edges, that thundering beat in your chest finally slowing. He grins, leaning forwards and pressing his lips to yours. He knows that his parents would be proud of him, using his money for this.

It beats blowing it on alcohol and new cars. He’s happy with his bronco and cheap beer. He knows he’d be even happier getting to see his son grow every day.

“Where’s all this coming from?” You murmur softly, pulling back and trailing your fingertips back down his arm.

Jake makes it home a little after 9am the next morning, his head pounding as he tries to close the door as quietly as possible. He stumbles forwards into the kitchen, needing water urgently before he blacks out. Eyes closed, he turns on the sink and sticks his head under the stream of water, mouth wide open.

A soft giggle to his left draws his attention. He lifts his head and squints. You’re sitting on Bradley’s lap at the table, both of you looking over the top of a laptop at Jake. He stares at the two of you, blank-faced.

“Morning, sunshine.” Bradley teases playfully. You laugh softly and nudge your elbow into his ribs. He kisses your jaw tenderly, wrapping his arms around your middle.

If Jake didn’t feel sick before, staring at the two of you is certainly getting him there.

“What are you two so chirpy about?” He mumbles tiredly.

You open your mouth to answer. You’ve been awake half of the night, figuring out how to delicately break this to Jake. He’s not going to take it well, and you know you need to approach this with some sensitivity.

“We’re moving in together.” Bradley answers, smiling.

You close your mouth quickly as Jake’s gaze turns towards you. The look on your face tells him that it’s true, and that’s as much as he cares to hear. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

There’s something about knowing that there’s nothing he can do to intervene that really just makes his hangover that little bit worse. Knowing that his little sister is planning to move to the other side of the country, with a baby and that idiot — and there’s nothing he can do about it.

He turns away from you both, shaking his head as he leaves the kitchen without a word. Bradley scoffs, shaking his head and turning his attention back to the apartment listings.

It’s three days before Jake speaks to either of you again. The only thing that gets him to cave is hearing you crying in Bradley’s room. He’s halfway up the stairs, stopping in his tracks. The walls here are paper thin, he can hear the bass in Bradley’s voice as he murmurs to you, trying to get you to calm down.

He finds himself equal parts angry and confused with you. Jake understands that you’re scared of doing this alone, but he’ll never understand how you can give Bradley so many chances. He has hurt you time and time again, and Jake can’t stand the thought of him not being there to protect you.

You flinch as the door to Bradley’s room swings open. Jake second-guesses it as the door’s halfway opening, relieved to find that you’re both fully dressed once it’s fully open. He folds his arms over his chest. Bradley sits up, unwrapping his arms from around you.

You whimper softly, trying to stop the stream of tears as you push yourself to the edge of the bed.

“Pensacola.” It’s all that Jake manages to say. Bradley’s brows furrow in confusion, he nods slowly at your brother. Jake exhales. “Fine. I’ll come too.”

“Excuse me?” Bradley scoffs. It’s not exactly what he had in mind — you, him, your son… and Jake.

“Flight school, can’t be that hard if they’ll let you in.” Jake replies. You sit up and wipe at your cheeks, sniffling softly. Bradley turns his head towards you, then back towards Jake. You push yourself up and throw yourself at his chest, wrapping your arms around your big brother. Bradley’s lips quirk amusedly.

It might not have been what he had planned, but then again — none of this is. Leaving his future in the hands of Seresin’s hasn’t worked out badly for him before, and he knows that you’ll like having Jake nearby. But Jake’s got another thing coming if he thinks he’ll be a better pilot.

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