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swiftsgirlfriend · 6 months

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𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.

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𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌&𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. bradley bradshaw x reader, no use of y/n mentions of alcohol, swearing, allusions to sex, mentions of porn/pornstars, fluff, 18+ only, mdni

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽.

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You sigh and roll your eyes as yet another cheesy fake 70s party song comes on. (a.n: yk the songs that arent from the 70s but sound sort of disco-esque so they’re on every 70s party playlist ever. those)

This was certainly not what you were expecting when you decided to go to The Hard Deck’s “70’s themed night” although you scold yourself for not knowing better. 70’s themed nights are never what you hope they’ll be.

You look around at everyone happily dancing, clad in their god-awful hippie and disco costumes and wish you were back home. At least then you could listen to some good music. But you’d already had a couple drinks, and were warm in your barstool so decided to stick it out for a bit longer.

You felt so out of place in your outfit (an actual vintage 70’s outfit) and the music was almost literally making your ears bleed. One more drink you tell yourself. Then you can call a cab to go home.

You swivel your barstool around and ask Penny for another drink.

“Hey, Penny, next time you have a decade-themed night, please let me be in charge of the music.” you tell her, only half-jokingly as she begins making your drink.

“Terrible isn’t it.” a voice says, startling you.

You turn your barstool around to see a tall, handsome man, standing behind you.

“The music I mean.” he continues “Most of it isn’t even from the 70’s.”

As you listen to him, you notice what he’s wearing. He may be the only other person who isn’t wearing a silly costume and is actually dressed like he was from the 70’s. You also notice his thick moustache, which makes you laugh a little. He really could be from the 70’s with that thing.

“I know right.” you answer. “Honestly it’s like no-one appreciates the art that is true 70’s disco.”

He smiles and chuckles, and it makes you smile too. It also makes your tummy flutter. You turn around to get your drink to avoid the embarrassment of him seeing your rosy cheeks.

“So what are you supposed to be? A… groupie for Led Zeppelin?” he asks teasingly.

You turn back around and say:

“What are you supposed to be? A pornstar from the 70’s?” you say, smirking.

That makes him laugh even louder which, consequently, makes the butterflies in your tummy flutter even harder.

“Exactly.” he replies, playing along. “The best in the business.”

“Oh really?”

“Really. I mean, are you surprised? Who wouldn’t want to see all this.” he says while gesturing up and down his body.

“Oh no, I get it” you start, standing up finally. “That moustache just really… does something to me.” you say flirtatiously, not really lying. You wouldn’t mind feeling that moustache in… places.

He smirks.

“Hey well, maybe you could be my co-star then.”

“Bold thing to say when you haven’t even told me your name yet.” you reply.

“Bradley.”

“Nice to meet you Bradley.”

“So what’s your name, baby?” he asks back.

Oh fuck. The word baby coming from his mouth made you weak behind the knees.

You tell him your name almost stuttering as you do so and he smiles his pretty smile.

“How come I’ve never seen you here before?”

“I’ve only been here a few times.” you answer honestly. “I’m sort of, new to Miramir.”

“Well, I’ll bet you’re glad you moved here. Now you can say you’ve met the best pornstar on the West Coast.”

You giggle. He likes that sound. He could get used to hearing it.

“Oh I’m extremely glad… what’s your name?”

“Forget already?” he asks, sort of disappointed.

“No I mean your pornstar name. You gotta have one.”

“Rooster.” he answers quickly.

“I feel like you’re trying to tell me something here.” you say, eyeing him suspiciously.

“No.” he laughs, “No, it’s my callsign.”

“Ohh, I see. You’re a flyboy.”

“Precisely.”

You’re honestly not surprised. Half the population of Miramir (aka Fightertown) is aviators. Plus, you could imagine him being in the Navy. Tall, broad, most likely muscular judging by the way his arms bulge out of his button up.

A silence falls between you for a moment, before Bradley speaks again.

“What do you say, me and you have a little boogie. Show them how it’s done.” he says, nodding his head in the direction of the people currently on the dance floor.

“You know, I really would, but this music is like, impossible, to dance to.” you say.

You cannot dance. And this man is basically perfection. There is no way you’re embarrassing yourself like that.

“Right, yeah fair enough. But just to be clear, if there was good music, you’d dance with me?”

“Of course I would.”

“Okay… you know what, I’ll be back in a second.” he says before hurriedly walking off.

Fuck. You think. He wanted to dance with you and you turned him down. Are you actually stupid. He’s probably not coming back.

You take a long sip of your drink, finishing it off, and just about ready to call a cab, when all of a sudden you hear the start of a familiar song.

You smile as the intricate and funky guitar solo of Get Down Tonight by KC & The Sunshine Band plays.

Then Bradley is in front of you again.

“Wanna dance?” he says, feigning nonchalance, and holding his hand out.

“Fine. But only because I really like this song.”

You take his hand and he brings you ro the dance-floor.

“Just a fair warning though, I can’t dance. Like at all.” you tell him.

“Sure you can baby. Everyone can dance. Did you not watch Dirty Dancing.”

That makes you laugh, and he swears he feels his heart melt a little.

“Just follow my lead. I’ll teach you.” he tells you reassuringly.

At first, you’re hesitant to let yourself relax, but the longer the song goes on, the longer he’s looking at you with his puppy-dog eyes, the more difficult it becomes to stay tense. After a minute or two, you’re lost in the song and the feeling of his hands on your hips goes straight to your head, making you feel more tipsy than you are.

When the song finally ends, you’re hot and sweaty but also extremely giggly and honestly impressed with your and Bradley’s dancing.

He takes you back to the bar, both of you laughing.

“Baby, I thought you said you couldn’t dance! You were amazing!” Bradley tells you.

“It was all you!” you tell him.

“Nah. You’re a stellar dancer, babe.”

“Maybe it was the song. Brings out the best dance moves in us.”

“I knew you’d like it. Honestly thank god you did because I paid that DJ $10 to put it on.”

“You paid him? Why?”

“Well, he told me he couldn’t change the setlist but I wanted to dance with you.”

“Bradley you didn’t have to-”

“Give me your number.” he interrupts.

“What?”

“You know, as a thanks. Since I taught you how to dance and all.” he responds, almost shyly.

He gives you those puppy-dog eyes again, and well, how could you say no?

“Okay.”

He smiles his gorgeous smile for the millionth time that night, and you have a feeling, a nice warm feeling and you’re sure you’ll be seeing that smile a lot from now on.

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(top gun) mutuals:

@notroosterbradshaw @sunlightmurdock @floydsglasses @its-dee-lovely @tongue-like-a-razor @teacupsandtopgun @hangmans-wingman @roosterbruiser @roosterforme @southpawbitch @sebsxphia @mak-32

#lily’s writing #swiftsgirlfriend #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #rooster #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #rooster bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #top gun #tgm #top gun maverick #get down tonight #divider by cafekitsune #cafekitsune

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sebsxphia · 6 months

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this is all i have to say.

I THINK ABOUT THIS PICTURE AND THE OTHERS EVERY DAY OF MY LIFEEEEE

stick that tongue in my pussy or so help me god!

#💌you’ve got mail #swiftsgirlfriend #lewis pullman

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waklman · 11 months

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while i was reading fake it i thought how amazing a grumpy bradley! x sunshine reader! college au would be…

are you…in my drafts…i’ve had the masterlist sitting there for over two months now!! i just like to focus on one series at once but trust me he’s coming

all i’ll say is that it’s bradley x fraternity sweetheart who lives in the house *wink* and here are the vibes

#ears open #swiftsgirlfriend #fake it verse bradley

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seresinhangmanjake · 5 months

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The One I Want moodboard (jake seresin x plus size!reader)

"We've lived together for months, and I've been deep in it, beautiful." - Jake Seresin

I'm not the greatest at moodboards but I felt a need to try 😊

The One I Want tag list:

@elite4cekalyma @buckysteveloki-me @tgmavericklover @shelbycillian @kissmethric3 @fox-bee926 @hangmandruigandmav @waltermis @fandom-life-12 @a-serene-place-to-be @bruher @tngrace @emma8895eb @mamaskillerqueen @benedictsvestcollection @blackwidownat2814 @himbos-on-ice @entertainmentalgal8 @hookslove1592 @whoeverineedtobe @alwaysclassyeagle @chaytea06 @cherrycolas-things @turtle-in-a-tornado @have-a-nice-day-k @inkandarsenic @kidd3ath @coldmuffinbanditshoe @rae-you-gotta-be-kidding-me @appledressing @jenniferpendragon @tempt-ress @swiftsgirlfriend @luxebeautystyle @yukosworld @ash5monster01 @mongoosesthings @whatislovevavy @missymisha @shellbilee @marantha @alexa4040 @apollos-arc @sarahwasfound @gg-trini @i-came-as-bostonian

#jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin #top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x plus size!reader #jake seresin fic #top gun #jake hangman seresin fic #top gun hangman #tgm #tgm fic #jake seresin fluff #jake seresin angst

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floydsglasses · 3 months

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Dagger Squad as Bath and Body Works Smells PT2

{All Dagger's included some of these smells are not bath and body works, some are small shops so please buy and support them since you all liked the last post here is part two enjoy}

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 "𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫" 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰- 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨 𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐞 Like in my last post he honestly reminds me of these very specific smells from my childhood, I grew up around industrial type smells and my grandpa alway's smelt like Tobacco, and I feel like he maybe grew up around those smells too. This candle smells like, Warm Tobacco and brushed suede aromatic greens, soft weathered woods, earthy patchouli and smoky leather. and is Described as your dad's old car, his cologne on bended into the leather

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 "𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐚𝐧" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐧- 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲

He remind's me of when you wake in the morning and there is a fresh pot of coffee, like the start to a new day and thing's are gonna be good and later into the day you need something to take the edge of, so you take a Whiskey. Also look at this man he is clearly a whiskey man. This candle smells like, bold Irish whiskey, splash of vanilla and a hint of coffee. and is described as your favorite morning pick-me-up with a touch of weekend spirit.

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 "𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱" 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞- 𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞

So this one is based off my headcanon for her that she grew up in Arizona, like she grew up in one of those adobe clay home's like when you drive out in New Mexico, i've seen them before, she also reminds me of sunsets if you believe it. Patchouli flowers, pink pepper and exotic rosewood. and is described as a woodsy, warm desert escape.

𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 "𝐁𝐨𝐛" 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝- 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 & 𝐎𝐮𝐝 Bob just reminds me of that after rain smell, like the sun has just come out, there is cloud's left behind and the ground is wet, if the sun catches it correctly it will flicker on the wall. Just that overall feeling if you understand. This candle smells like dark golden amber, fresh rainwater and oud wood. And is Described as the woodlands after a rainstorm.

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 "𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐲" 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚- 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧

I have actually had the privilege to own this but it was a body wash, and when I tell you it's the most masculine and sweet smell I have ever smelt you wouldn't believe me. And you cannot not tell me that Mickey wouldn't take a girl night swimming as a surprise, well thats my headcanon. This candle smells like blue cypress, vetiver and coastal air. And Described as a cool, refreshing dip in the deep blue sea.

𝐑𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐧 "𝐏𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤" 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡- 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 I remember smelling this candle in the store, and call me crazy but dosent he give you the vibe that his sheet's are black and that most of his closet are light or dark colored T-shirts. Like I can just imagine this smell in his clothe's. This candle smells like rich mahogany, black teakwood, dark oak and frosted lavender. and is described as borrowing their flannel for a hike in the woods. (come on even B&BW agrees with me)

𝐉𝐚𝐯𝐲 "𝐂𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐭𝐞" 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨- 𝐒𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐢𝐞

Okay it's no secret that clearly this man looks great in a suit, and in his flight suit. I swear to it that he would have a rich type of cologne, like when he walks past you it hits you right in the face. Even when he leaves a room it linger around. This candle smells like White Teakwood, Oakmoss, Sage & Sparkling Bergamot. And described as Elegant and Stoic like a man ready for the evening suit and tie and all.

This might be better then the first post, like i put more detail into this post and please check out these smells and some of these are fairly cheap from these stores.

Tagged:@icezansky @bobfloydssunnies @parksandsparks @sorchathered @swiftsgirlfriend

#top gun maverick #top gun #top gun au #top gun moodboards #moodboards #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #natasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd #mickey fanboy garcia #rueben payback fitch #javy coyote machado #tgm moodboard #moodboard #moodboard series

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sugarcoated-lame · 2 months

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favorites tag game

@joelsversion @emeraldmoth @joelslegalwhre thank you so much for the tags, my loves! 🥹🧡

no pressure tags: @sebsxphia @ryebecca @joelsgreys @sunlightmurdock @fairyheart @floydsmuse @rhettabbotts @hangmanssunnies @joelshoney @joels-shitty-puns @ilovepedro @mothdruid @undrthelights @bradshawsbitch @floydsglasses @swiftsgirlfriend @attaboylew @itsthevelvetline @just-in-case-iloveyou (I’m a little late to doing this, so sorry if you’ve already been tagged 🫶🏼) and I’m leaving the tags open for anyone who wants to do this 🧡

#tag game #i actually love this so much #very much obsessed with detroit become human right now and very in love with connor <3 #(middle pic)#also fun fact #the outfit pic #i wanted that jacket for yearssssss and finally got it this past Christmas and it made my entire life 🥹

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vivalas-vega · 11 months

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jake & jupiter est. 2023

a wedding is upon us and I’ve made a moodboard for their big day! these two and all their rowdy friends are going to have the best time celebrating and I can’t wait until we can read all about it

(none of the photos in this moodboard are meant to indicate face/body claims, it is purely for the vibes --- just tags below the cut)

taglist: @mamaskillerqueen @clancycucumber230 @the-romanian-is-bae @dempy @alldaysdreamers @zzsloth @emma8895eb @novagreen04 @classyunknownlover @olliepig @purplevortexx @mayhemmanaged @ohgodnotagainn @smoothdogsgirl @swiftsgirlfriend @memoriesat30 @the-fandom-ness @midnightmagpiemama @shanimallina87 @tiredqueen73 @charles11700 @thegodessc @angelbabyange @failuretothrivestuff @wildxwidow @sp1rit-realm @grxcieluvr @alluringshawn @amatswimming @camilaricci @pinkpantheris @taytaylala12 @starcatcher48 @buck-nasty @misshoneypaper @callsignspirit @cruelmissdior @underaveragefangirl @nolita-fairytale @aviatorobsessed @pono-pura-vida @binnieslove @nik2blog @djs8891 @genius2050 @stargazer-88 @chloeforde (if your username is struck through it means I couldn’t tag you - sorry!)

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coryosbaby · 8 months

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Lock Screen, Home Screen, Last Song, Last Picture Saved – TAG GAME!¡ ☆

thanks for the tag @swiftsgirlfriend 🩷

Tagging literally random people 😭 🤞🏻

@nymphetkoo @hockeygrandad @neteyamsz @knxfesup

#bunny speaks ͟͟͞☆#I’m missing fall sm rn

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swiftsgirlfriend · 4 months

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‘𝗍𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇.

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𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌&𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.i started writing this at the beginning of this month but i never ended up finishing it so i thought i would post it anyway as a wip. one last holiday post before i become obsessed with summer ig! jake seresin x reader, no use of y/n

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Texas is big on Christmas. Jake is very much reminded of this as he drives through his hometown.

It seems that the smaller the towns get, the more the people love to celebrate. That certainly rings true when he thinks about the cities he’s lived in, how big they were, and much Christmas seemed to go unappreciated in them.

This is why Jake is very excited to be returning home for Christmas for the first time in years.

For a couple years now, he hasn’t had the opportunity to come back for the holidays. Always deployed, on a mission or forced to spend it with a girlfriend’s family.

However, this year, no mission, no deployment, no girlfriend. And now, he’s here, being reminded of just how much he himself he loves Christmas.

As an aviator, Jake is stone cold. Frigid, unforgiving, known to leave people hanging - hence his callsign. Despite how he acts as a pilot wherever he is stationed, coming back to Austin, brings back the old him. The sweet Jake. The family-man Jake, who loves his mother and sisters. The Jake that is still in love with you. Though, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks he’s always at least a little bit in love with you.

You were Jake’s first love. His high-school sweetheart. Although you were young when you were together, it felt like so much more than just puppy love. It was more than that. Anyone could see it. You were infatuated with eachother. Until, Jake left for college. And you didn’t.

Unlike Jake, you weren’t restless. Unlike Jake, you hadn’t been aching to leave town, and move on to something ‘bigger’. Unlike Jake, you were content where you were. It was the hamartia that destroyed your relationship from the inside out.

So you broke up, both of you knowing deep down that long-distance would never work.

When Jake came back for holidays during college, you would always find your way back into each-others arms, each-others beds. You never put a label on it, but it still ripped both of your hearts out when he left again, again.

But now, it’s been years since he’s seen you. As he gets closer to his home, his mind falls down a rabbit-hole, of you. He knows you still live here, through the grapevine. He wonders if you still hang with the girls you did in high-school. He wonders if you still live with your parents. He wonders if you miss him, like he misses you.

Suddenly, he turns a corner, and the familiar, old house that he grew up in comes into vision. It is already clad in colourful lights and copious amounts of Christmas-themed decor. He smiles to himself and parks the car.

He swings his car door open and is engulfed by the harsh, Texan winter. Should’ve brought a hat, he thinks to himself, as he walks to the boot, to retrieve his suitcase. He slams the boot shut, almost as a pre-warning to his family to get ready, Jake has arrived! He knows, just mere feet away, his mother and sisters are scrambling to tidy up the last remnants of wrapping paper, toys, and all the other delightful messes that come with family, kids and Christmas.

His boots trudge through the thick snow as he makes his way to the front door. He notices the wreath, obviously made by his nieces and nephews. His heart breaks a little bit when he is reminded of how long its been since he’d seen them last. He hadn’t even been here for his youngest-older sister, Lucy’s, first child’s birth.

He knocks on the front door, with all the strength he can muster whilst being so cold, and immediately the heavy door swings open, and Jake is greeted with the faces of everyone he loves. However, he can’t look at them long, as he is soon swept inside and into a bone-crushing hug. From everyone, at the same time it seemed.

He hears a chorus of ‘Oh Jake, we’ve missed you’ and ‘It’s been so long’ and ‘Hi Uncle Jakes!’ and his heart swells about 10 sizes. He feels a bit like the Grinch right about now.

His bags are swiftly snatched from his arms by his sisters, and he is lead into the kitchen by his mother. In his house, being the man never meant being in charge, necessarily.

He takes a minute to revel in the scent of homeliness. The scent of something always baking. The scent of the pine tree. The scent of fresh linen and moth balls from the old sweaters dug out for Winter.

“Oh Jakey…” his mother began, as he sat down at the kitchen island. “It’s been so long baby.”

“I know momma.” His southern twang creeping back. “I’m sorry. But I’m here now. So let’s play catch-up.” There was bound to be a plethora of situations he’d missed out on.

“Well… obviously Lucy had her baby. Baby Charlotte is upstairs sleeping now, you can meet her later. What else… Oh Your father got a job at the market, it’s much better on his back, he’ll be home soon. Leonard’s son, Tom, finally divorced that gold digger. Always knew she was no good.”

Jake chuckles, remembering his mother’s long-term distaste for Tom’s now ex-wife.

“Anything else?” Really, he just wants to know how you are.

“Nothing important, just small-town drama really.”

“So nothing’s changed?”

“I don’t suppose it ever will.”

Some nights, when he gets homesick and can’t sleep, Jake struggles to remember why he left. Right now, surrounded by the beauty of the country, his family, the cosiness, he was struggling to remember why he left. That snapped him back. Nothing will ever change here. Maybe when he was a kid, that was good. Simplicity. Consistency. But the older he got, the more he longed for something more. Maybe the town had always been small, and he was only just noticing, maybe the town had shrunk over time, most likely it was Jake who changed, who got bigger, and found himself desperately trying to keep fitting in with the town, like trying to fit into an old t-shirt.

Usually, from around the age of 16, when he had sleepless nights, trying to find a way to fit in, trying to fathom reasons to stay, he had you, cuddled up next to him, to ground him in the moment, to keep his head screwed on. And when he was 18, and told you he was leaving, and that he wanted, needed, you to come with him, he’d lost that. Because you’d said no.

“Cookie?” His mother offered, ripping away from his gut-wrenching thoughts.

“Sure.”

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(top gun) mutuals

@sebsxphia @roosterbruiser @roosterforme @teacupsandtopgun @hangmans-wingman @mak-32 @southpawbitch @notroosterbradshaw @floydsglasses @sunlightmurdock @its-dee-lovely @tongue-like-a-razor

#lily’s writing #swiftsgirlfriend #top gun #top gun maverick #tgm #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #hangman seresin #hangman #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #divider by cafekitsune #cafekitsune #‘tis the damn season

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sebsxphia · 6 months

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HELP i’ve been re-reading ur walt finnegan drabbles over and over because they’re so good and there is a DEVASTATING lack of finn content on here. 💔

AAAAAAAH i’m so pleased to hear you’re enjoying them my love!!!!!!! i will always be loving and writing for my favourite baseball daddy 🤭

#💌you’ve got mail #swiftsgirlfriend #walt finn finnegan

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seresinhangmanjake · 5 months

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Last Line Game!

Rules: Share the last line you wrote and tag people

Thank you to @mamachasesmayhem for tagging me! Much love, my friend <3

Yea, I didn't stick to one line. My Bad

The One I Want: Part 6 - Jake Seresin x plus size!reader Story Masterlist here

“I just need to deal with this,” he interrupts. “I’ll get rid of her and then I’ll be home.”

Your breath catches at his wording. Get rid of her. You suddenly don’t care about the irritation swirling around the group or the stress on Jake’s face. Time slows. You’re shot back to a life you’ve been trying to forget. A life that had you so often discarded you'd learned to rid people of yourself before they could do it for you.

“Does she deserve to be gotten rid of, Jake?” you ask, just above a whisper, for him and only him.

He flinches as if you slapped him, but he doesn't release you, and a bulge briefly forms in his throat before, bit by bit, the hurt infects the features of his face. He looks down to where his fingers are wrapped around your arms and squeezes, so light and gentle that you were not sensitive in the moment--hyperaware of every movement and sound--you wouldn't have felt it.

Then his hands slide down to your fingers. They stay there, the pads of his fingertips resting under yours, his thumb grazing along the nail of your index finger. When his eyes flick up to yours, he says, “I’ll explain later."

The woman is close enough now that you can see the harsh scrutiny in her gaze as she looks you up and down. It morphs into a glare when she notices Jake’s hands on you, and she picks up in speed.

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*Brain not working as far as tags. I feel like so many people I know who write already did this*

A/N: no one panic

tagging The One I Want list :) - @elite4cekalyma @buckysteveloki-me @tgmavericklover @shelbycillian @kissmethric3 @fox-bee926 @hangmandruigandmav @waltermis @fandom-life-12 @a-serene-place-to-be @bruher @cehenyne @tngrace @mamaskillerqueen @mamachasesmayhem @emma8895eb @benedictsvestcollection @blackwidownat2814 @himbos-on-ice @entertainmentgal8 @hookslove1592 @whoeverineedtobe @alwaysclassyeagle @chaytea06 @cherrycolas-things @turtle-in-a-tornado @have-a-nice-day-k @inkandarsenic @kidd3ath @coldmuffinbanditshoe @rae-you-gotta-be-kidding-me @appledressing @jenniferpendragon @tempt-ress @swiftsgirlfriend @luxebeautystyle @yukosworld @this-is-a-febreze-commercial @ash5monster01 @mongoosesthings @whatislovevavy

#jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin #the one i want #tag game

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floydsglasses · 2 months

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(SNEAK PEEK- Vanishing Grace)

it's just the header, nothing to special because to be honest I dont really know what else to put because I know this won't get a lot of interactions. This story however you may view it will be both heartwarming and heartbreaking, and if you love the idea of domestic Jake Seresin, but in the apocalypse you are in for a treat.

HEY LOOK I MADE SOMETHING COOL! @bobfloydssunnies @sugarcoated-lame @fairyheart @swiftsgirlfriend @sorchathered

#top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman fic #jake seresin angst #top gun au #top gun fic #tgm

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swiftsgirlfriend · 4 months

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𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍.

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𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌&𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.rafe cameron x reader, no use of y/n, mentions/use of drugs, swearing

𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.when you met rafe at a party, and became close to him over several more, you never expected it to turn into the story of how you and rafe became.

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(outer banks) mutuals

@oceandriveab @rafesapologist @maybankskiss @rsfesgirlfriend @rvfecamerons

#lily’s writing #swiftsgirlfriend #obx #outer banks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #divider by cafekitsune #cafekitsune

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swiftsgirlfriend · 4 months

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𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍.

𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌.

‘𝗍𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇.

#jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #hangman seresin #hangman #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #top gun #top gun maverick #tgm #dividers by cafekitsune #cafekitsune #lily’s writing #lily’s masterlist #swiftsgirlfriend

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swiftsgirlfriend · 1 year

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𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌.

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𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌&𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.rafe cameron x reader, no use of y/n, mentions/use of drugs, swearing

𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍.

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As the the bright colourful lights began to cut into your vision, the excessive chatter and booming bass of the loud music shattered your eardrums and the overwhelming mix of alcohol, smoke and drugs swarmed into your nose, you wish you'd stood your ground a bit more when you told your friends you weren't feeling up to partying tonight.

Of course your friends being your friends they'd found a way to convince you into going. And you being you, you'd convinced yourself it wouldn't be that bad.

So here you are. Stood miserably with a red party cup in your hands, half listening to your friends talk, half wishing you were in bed.

However when the conversation shifted to a certain dirty blonde haired boy, you decided to perk up a little.

"He's just mysterious. That always makes a boy ten times more attractive ."

"Nah he's just plain hot."

They all went around sharing their respective opinions on him, then turned to you expectantly.

He's fucking gorgeous. You thought

"He's okay." you said.

"There he is!" squealed one of your friends.

You turned your head to the direction your friend was discreetly pointing to.

Rafe Cameron. King of the Kooks. Sexiest guy alive.

"Let's go over, see if he'll let us bump a line."

You timidly followed your friends to where Rafe was currently situated. At a table with a small mountain of coke on the table in front of him.

As much as the thought of being near Rafe made you feel slightly nauseous, you weren't overly worried, knowing you would most likely just sit there, plain, while all your friends shamelessly flirted with him and did a couple lines.

As you reached where he and a couple of his friends were sitting you immediately took the seat furthest away from where Rafe was. You watched as your friends all crowded around him and as you suspected, all flirting with him, secretly fighting to win his attention.

However as all your friends settled down on the couch and took it in turns passing around the card that was used to separate the powdery substance into lines, Rafe's attention was only on you.

You hadn't noticed at first. You were busy biting your lip, watching the party-goers before you, jealous of how they all looked so fun and easy-going. Only when you turned back to check on your friends was when you noticed Rafe's stare burning into you.

He smirks his infamous smirk and you swear you feel your heart stop.

He holds the rolled up dollar bill, which was between his pointer and middle finger, out to you.

"Want some?" his deep, slurred voice makes your breath hitch.

Oh my God. Rafe fucking Cameron is talking. To you.

Wait. He's talking to you. Answer before look like a fucking psycho.

You nod your head no hastily with a polite smile, hoping to God he wasn't thinking you were a complete weirdo for staring at him for a good 15 seconds.

He chuckles (the sexiest laugh you've ever heard) before saying

"What's your name darlin’?"

The word ‘darling’ leaves a ringing in your ears. However you've learned from your mistakes and you answer almost immediately this time.

You tell him your name and he smiles (again with that gorgeous smile) and replies

"Pretty name. I'm Rafe."

"I know." you mumble out.

He gives you a weird look and you can't really place the emotion on his face.

You awkwardly smile at him before he looks down to continue cutting up his lines.

Fuck.

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@rsfesgirlfriend @rafesapologist @oceandriveab @maybankskiss @rvfecamerons

#lily’s writing #swiftsgirlfriend #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron #obx #outer banks #divider by cafekitsune #cafekitsune

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