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jakey-beefed-it · 5 months
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D&D is great for lots of reasons but this time of year the best reason is that it gives me ideas for what to get for my closest RPG buddies= things that remind me of their characters.
Getting two of my players minis of their characters, then painting them up. We don't even play on a real tabletop (we're online) but that's not a terrible gift, right? It's like, thoughtful and takes effort and is something personal and me painting them is personal and nice, right?
Both of them already know they're getting them and they seem happy about it but now it's 3 am and I'm struck with self-doubt. :V
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rocrown · 2 years
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I'd love it if NADDPOD explored more romantic relationships in one of their campaigns at some point and made the romance a larger part of the story. The way they've handled relationships in the past, especially queer relationships, gives me faith that they'd do it justice. The Moonshine-Hardwon friendship and Beverly-Erlin relationship are all the proof I need that they could handle Player-Player or Player-DM romance.
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emiko-matsui · 1 month
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if you wanna listen to naddpod you should know this about the hosts: brian murphy is a straightman to his inner most core and he's the funniest person alive, these things exist simultaneously and would not exist without the other. emily axford is clinically insane to a point where it's easier to not try to follow her logic when she says things. jake hurwitz is a certified cool guy but he's the biggest loser in a room of nerds playing dungeons and dragons. caldwell tanner can only be described as exactly what a 1930's cartoon describes as a rascal. three of them are a throuple and the fourth is their boss.
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kdvnco · 2 months
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high school enha boys in love
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genre! : fluff
pairings! : heeseung x reader, jay x reader, jake x reader, sunghoon x reader, sunoo x reader, jungwon x reader, niki x reader
warnings! : none
do not ask any questions. do not ask where ive been what ive been doing. or when am i posting again💝
LEE HEESEUNG - nerdy guy
Heeseung and his friend group are the biggest losers in the school. They're the type to play Dungeons and Dragons at school and then get bullied. Heeseung is not affected by it at all, he enjoys going to school even if he's not that good at it. Especially now that he developed a small crush on you. He didn't even try to get you, knowing well he had no chance with you. He just hoped. Until he got a chance.
The teacher set you up to a group project, and fortunately or not for you, but you guys needed to work together. You were a quiet girl at school, mid class, not popular or a loser with a decent friend group. You also had no problem working with Heeseung, you just really didn't care. You never hated or bullied him, he was just kinda there. But after working with it, it turned out beside that he is a nerd, he's quiet fun. Hee tried to keep low with his obsession for nerdy stuff, but it didn't bother you at all once you both grew closer. You got along with his friends too who were too obsessed with the tought of speaking to an actual living woman that they constantly stole you away from Heeseung. He thought he finally had the chance, turned out you just wanted to be friends.
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PARK JONGSEONG - class clown
You were friends with the class clown, Jay. You were his only friend. Though everybody loved him for being funny, he didn't have any close friends besides you. He was easy to talk to, Jay got along with anybody that was forced to interact with him, until it was a woman. For the life of god he couldn't speak to women. You laughed at him for that. You were a girl and his only friend, but it was never a problem to talk with him. He liked you that's why.
All his attempts to make you laugh were weird attempts to flirt with you. It worked out every and each time, only making him to like you more. He wished you also liked him.
He bought you flowers and gifts for you birthday or for different holidays. Taking care of you when you needed him the most. It turns out he can be serious too.
SIM JAEYUN - fuckboy
He's the biggest fuck boy at the school. Everybody knows him, he's super popular with a huge (but full of fuckboys) friend group. Once he notices somebody, he tries his best to make them fall for him, and like that, he collects every girl he sets his eyes. on. You agree he is handsome, but you can't help but despise him. Even more once you see him starring at you in the hallway. You immediately slap your head, knowing well you are his next opponent. He won't give up easily.
You arrive at school to flowers neatly put on your desk and people whispering at the back of the room. And not only does he buy you multiple gifts each week, he approaches you almost every day, trying to strike up a conversation while you try your best to ignore him. You told him off many times before, he's so determined to get you. Jake is annoyed with you. He doesn't want much other than a sweet night spent together.
Jake gets more and more chances to interact with you, actually getting to know you, getting closer to you... slowly falling for you. It takes him a long time to clear his name before ending up with you.
PARK SUNGHOON - pretty boy
He skates, he's pretty and he's quiet. That is all it takes to become the girls' favorite. Sunghoon's not only popular in your class, but many older and younger girls visit him in the breaks, trying to strike up a conversation with him, but mostly he shyly shakes his head as response to the girls' questions. During physical education, many girls watch him play games, visiting him any time they have a free period. Sunghoon loves and hates the attention. It depends on who's giving it to him.
All he begs for is your attention. He secretly wishes you would also bother him in the break, talk to him and let him make you laugh. Whenever he's talking with a girl, from the corner of his eyes he checks if you're looking at him, but it's never the case.
KIM SUNOO - the favorite
Everybody loves Sunoo. He is the sunshine of the school, having multiple friends from each class, being able to talk to anyone about anything easily making him the most liked person at the school.
He's popular in every category, just not when it comes to love. He never thought he would fall for someone, especially not one of his close friends, so when it did turn out that way he didn't know how to act. It was never hard to be around you or talk to you until now. He started avoiding you, luckily he had many friends, but soon he realised none could replace you, and his feelings weren't fading.
He doesn't know how to flirt, his best attempts at trying to make you fall for him was being especially nice to you, hanging out more often, but when all of those attempts were unsuccessful he opened up about his feelings.
YANG JUNGWON - top student
Jungwon was the quiet, straight A's student. So many people had crushes on him, that he was aware about, he just couldn't care less. One thing he cared about is his rival, you. As soon as you joined the class, you also became top student of the school. He became super wary about you, he just couldn't imagine any other person being on his level. He knew he had to worry about his title as the 'Student of The Year', he began to participate in meanigless competitions, but you were there for every and each one of it.
He tried sitting close to you to make sure you are not cheating in any way, or making any suspicious moves, because for sure he'd snitch on you. But this never happened. Instead you started noticing him and teasing him about it. He was so annoyed with you, trying to be better, but even if he was you aced the next test with ease.
He became so obsessed with your life, almost knowing your whole daily routine, starting to fall for you. He noticed so many things about your behaviour that he adored so much. It made him mad, but it was hard to hide it when you teased him and he blushed. You would catch him starring and just quietly laugh at him. It was too obvious, you knew it.
NISHIMURA RIKI - annoying friend
The loud annoying kid in class somehow ended up as your friend. He forced himself at you long enough, so you let him in accepting his friendship, which turned out to be fun. He was funny, outgoing and weird. Exeptionally weird, making it even more fun to be his friend.
The more he hung out with you the more you liked him, quality time tying you together with him emotionally. He introduced you to his other friends, inviting you to hang outs whenever you were free, and because you started liking him... more than a friend you freed up your time just him. You wanted to know if he felt the same, but nothing changed even when you asked to hang out just the two of you. He acted the same.
The only reason you ended up with him was, because his friend snitched on him. Niki, no way in hell would confess to you, so they helped him. You would have nevet guessed he liked you back.
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roosterforme · 6 months
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Adult Education Part 7 | Hangman x OC
Summary: Jessica can't get enough of the comfort she feels around Jake, and he can't help but press her to define what they are doing. Everything feels heated and still sweet when they hang out for the day, and when she brings up the alumni event, he's immediately onboard.
Warnings: Fluff, angst, swearing, eventually 18+
Length: 3700 words
Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female OC
This story is part of the Beer Boy and Sugar universe but can be read on its own! Adult Education masterlist
Seriously, who let Jake on my masterlist!? Banner by @mak-32
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Jessica couldn't remember the last time she felt this comfortable and confident around someone else. She had grown into the understanding that her own company was the best company for her, and especially for the past year, she had kept contact with most people to a minimum. Keeping them at a professional arm's length as much as possible. But when she was with Jake, she didn't feel like she needed to be quiet and keep her head down to survive. 
"I got pretty much every kind of snack for today," he told her as they stood in his kitchen. "Just because I don't know all of your favorites yet."
Yet. That was the second time he'd made her heart flutter like this. He also told her he was getting attached to her. And now his cheeks were a little pink as she picked up some chips and salsa.
"I told you I'm not picky as long as you have Sam Adams for me."
"I'll make sure I always have it," he promised as he took two bottles out of the refrigerator and followed her to the living room. "You relax and shout to me if anyone scores, okay?"
"Where are you going?" she asked from her spot on the couch as he set the beers down and left again. She noticed the stack of journals she'd given him were sitting near the corner of the coffee table. 
"Just going to add everything to the crockpot so we can have dinner later."
Jessica settled back into the cushions and watched him walk away, his shirt hugging his broad shoulders. He was perhaps even more handsome than Brian Conley, which was something she would have never thought possible. When she and Brian were sleeping together, she thought he was the most attractive man she'd ever seen. Ten years older. Gray hair mixed in with chestnut brown. Icy blue eyes. But now she was coming around to the idea of someone her own age, with lighter hair and pretty green eyes. 
When Jake returned a minute later and settled down right next to her, even though there was plenty of room, she asked, "How old are you?"
He took the jar of salsa from her hand and opened it as he said, "Thirty. I'd ask you how old you are, but my mom would be really disappointed if she ever learned that I did. So if you'd like to tell me, that's fine, but I'm not asking."
Jessica laughed as she opened the bag of chips and curled her legs up onto the couch so her thigh was resting on his. "How would your mom ever find out anyway?"
Jake scoffed as he scooped salsa onto a chip. "You don't think she's going to want to meet my girlfriend?" He shoved the whole thing into his mouth before grabbing more. "She'd get the information out of you somehow, I'm sure."
She sat there quietly and broke a chip in half before nibbling on it as she tried not to smile. She hadn't been in a relationship since right after grad school. Most guys didn't seem inclined to want to do more than sleep with her. Her brand of nerdy was a hard sell. She was smarter than almost everyone else, she was introverted, and she preferred playing Dungeons & Dragons or reading a book to going out. Well, excluding an evening at Chippy's. 
"I'm thirty one," she said softly with a grin. 
"Perfect," he replied, casually scooping more salsa onto a chip. "I also wouldn't be upset if you told me if you bought that green underwear you were looking at on your phone."
She started nibbling on the other half of the chip as Jake's arm rubbed hers. "Maybe." He was looking at her out of the corner of his eye before turning away from the football game completely to face her. "Okay... yes, I bought the set," she said, biting her lip. "You're missing the game."
"I don't really care about the game all that much. Like I said before, I think I've gotta be the world's worst Longhorns fan."
"You're terrible," she confirmed as he held out the jar of salsa for her. 
His gaze dipped down to her lips. "Why are you so far away?" he asked softly. 
She wanted to laugh, because she was practically sitting on his lap. Instead she leaned in and kissed his cheek as she said, "What was I thinking?" Jake's body was big and warm and cozy as he draped his arm around her shoulders. She snuggled in close to him with her cheek resting on his chest. She dipped a chip into the jar he was holding and teased him with it before she shoved it into his mouth. 
"Thanks, Baby," he murmured as he chewed it up. Then she took the jar and the chips and set them on the table and grabbed the beers instead. They sat cuddled up, sipping the drinks, and Jake was actually less annoying when the Longhorns scored than she had anticipated. She just relaxed into him as the condensation from her bottle dripped occasionally onto his jeans, but he didn't complain, so she didn't move. 
"You want another one now?" he asked, taking her empty bottle in the same hand as his and kissing her hair. 
"No," she whispered. "And don't get up. I'm comfortable."
"Okay," he replied softly, leaning forward just enough to let the bottles drop with a thud onto the area rug. 
Jessica pushed him back with her palm on his abs, and she bit her lip as she felt his muscles. "I said don't move."
"You're in charge, Reedy."
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This was all wildly thrilling for Jake. He was with a beautiful woman who wanted to chill on his couch and run her hand back and forth across his abs while they watched football together. He never did this kind of thing. Ever. This was indulgent in a way he didn't usually operate. 
When Jessica looked up at him through her eyelashes, he reached over and adjusted her glasses. Then he felt her hand dip inside his shirt and come to rest just above his jeans, fingers stroking almost to the point of tickling. And he wasn't even watching the game. Maybe it was halftime. He wasn't sure. It didn't matter. 
Why did he suddenly want a girlfriend so badly that he kept thinking about it? He was thinking about how this could be a normal weekend for him. And how he could have Jessica curled up with him like this in bed. 
He was staring. He knew he was. But so was she. And her small hand was moving across his skin in the most addicting way. "Reedy," he whispered, and that was all it took. She planted her hand with her fingertips inside his jeans, and Jake groaned as she kissed him. When her hand slid up his abs to his chest and pulled his shirt up with it, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her until she was in his lap. 
In the deepest recesses of his brain, Jake knew he couldn't let anything too wild happen today. Just kissing. Just like this. But when he let his hand trail down to Jessica's round ass, he realized the fabric of her leggings was thin and that he could feel her thong through it. It felt lacy. He wanted to know what it looked like. 
He palmed her a little rougher, until she broke the kiss and rubbed herself against him. "Oh, Jessica," he groaned, taking in the sight of her wide eyes and crooked glasses. She was raking her fingers slowly through his chest hair while Jake squeezed her butt. He couldn't think straight as her lips met his again, and then his hand was up the back of her shirt.
Her skin was so damn soft, and Jake was not going to be able to conceal the fact that he was getting hard for her when her knee kept nudging him through his jeans. Her feather soft kisses were becoming more demanding as she brought her other hand up to ruin his tidy hair. And fuck if he could control himself. 
In an instant, she was on her back along the couch with Jake on top of her. She let out a surprised giggle as her head came to rest on the cushion. "This okay?" he asked, kissing along her jaw. 
Jessica responded by spreading her thighs so he could settle against her, and Jake had to keep reminding himself that this was a marathon, not a sprint. But her body was warm and inviting, and she was so responsive to his touch. Every gasp from her lips had him pushing his hands a little further up her sides and sucking a little harder on her neck. 
"Jake," she moaned, rolling her hips up against him. 
"Fuck," he gasped, one hand sliding between her back and the couch as he pushed himself against her this time. Her lips were parted, and she was digging her fingers into his shoulders. Jake moaned when she wrapped one leg around his hip. Her shirt was pushed up almost to her tits, and he wanted to taste all of her skin. But she pulled him close for another kiss, and Jake knew he had to pump the brakes. 
He slowed it all down, easing his hand up to her back instead of her perfect ass. He let each kiss taper off until his lips were barely brushing hers. And then he felt her leg slide down from his hip as she took his hand and guided it further up her shirt until he was touching her bra. She chased his lips as he pulled away from her, and now she looked embarrassed.
"Jessica. Not a horny quickie on the couch. Not for our first time together."
"Okay. Right," she whispered, her fingers tracing along his neck. "Do you want to go to your bedroom?"
He kissed her cheek and said, "I think we should save it for another day."
As he slowly let his hand trail down her tummy, she turned her face toward the TV and laughed a little awkwardly. "Is it that obvious that it's been a long time for me? I'm sure that's not the case for you."
He didn't quite know what to say. "No, it's not obvious. And no, you're not wrong," he murmured, his brow creasing as he leaned closer for a soft kiss. Had it really just been two weeks ago that he brought someone home from the bar? "But it has actually been a very long time since someone mattered like you do. So the pacing is kind of important to me."
"You're sweet." A pretty smile touched her lips, and then he let himself kiss her belly before pulling her up so she was sitting and looking at him. Her hair was a little messy, and her glasses were crooked again, and Jake was suddenly afraid he was going to fuck this all up. She adjusted her glasses with the backs of her fingers and leaned in to kiss him one time. 
It really was halftime now, and Jake watched her stand and look through the stack of journals on the table. Her voice was still soft and breathless as she glanced at him and asked, "Where's the one with my phone number? I wanted to show you something in the article I wrote."
Jake wanted to laugh or maybe cry. This woman thought he was smart. Well, he knew he was smart, but nobody else ever seemed to care if he was. "It's in my bedroom."
"It's in your bedroom?"
"Yeah," he replied easily. "I'm keeping that one for sure. You can have the rest of the journals back, but not that one. I worked hard for that phone number."
She giggled. "You really did. And you did great. Can I get it out of your room?"
He thought he was going to respond by telling her yes, but instead he suddenly asked, "Are you seeing anyone else?"
Now her expression was surprised as she came to stand between his spread legs, and he looked up at her. "Are you asking me if I'm meeting other men at Chippy's and during my office hours?"
Jake nodded and swallowed hard as she bent at the waist and let her hands rest on his knees. "Yeah. I'm sure Chippy would be delighted to see you with someone else."
"No," she laughed. "I'm not seeing anyone else. Are you?"
"Absolutely not."
"Good." Her hands slid up to his thighs as she kissed him, which was doing nothing to help him get rid of the awkward half erection he was sporting. "Is it cool if I grab the journal from your room?"
"Yeah," he grunted. "You'll see it in there."
When he watched her walk away, he groaned and sprawled out on the couch. He needed to pull himself together, or she would definitely be taking someone else to Chippy's soon.
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To Jessica's immediate delight, she found the journal on Jake's nightstand. It was even folded open to the page with her article and phone number. She picked it up and headed back to the couch where he was sprawled out now with his head propped up on the pillow. Hot, needy sex had sounded delicious twenty minutes ago when he was grinding against her, but when she looked at him right now, she knew that's not what she needed. She'd had plenty of that in Brian's office and the backseat of his SUV. 
She didn't want to think about him. Not when Jake was reaching for her hand and pulling her down on top of him like she weighed nothing. He didn't even grunt or groan as she settled chest to chest with him. Her legs were tangled with his as he wrapped his arms around her, and she tried to keep the journal from getting smashed. 
"What do you want to talk about? I think I have the whole thing memorized," he said softly, keeping his attention on her even though the second half of the game was on. 
"I wanted to show you how I wrote about your Super Hornets," she said, unable to stop smiling now. 
"Yeah, I saw that. You know more about the damn things than I do, Dr. Reed."
She laughed. "I'm Dr. Reed again?"
"Jessica," he whispered in that drawl that made her heart clench as he rubbed her back. "You ever been up in one before? You wanna fly with me one day?"
She let the journal slide to the floor as she gaped at him. "Would I be allowed? I've always wanted to!"
He shrugged. "I can investigate it. Or I could always sneak you out onto the tarmac after dark so you can sit in the cockpit."
"That sounds scandalous."
"It would be," he confirmed with a smirk. "You could sit on my lap. I could show my throttle. Teach you how to use it."
Jessica felt warm as she kissed him, his hands heavy on her lower back. But it was sweet and intentional instead of rushed even though she was straddling his abs. She was always at least slightly turned on when she was around Jake, and she was starting to suspect he felt the same way. But his restraint was sexy. 
"I like this," she whispered between soft kisses as she ran the tip of her nose up along his. 
"Me too, Baby," he replied, and when she bit her lip and pulled away a few inches to smile, he looked like he was in awe. 
"What?" she asked. 
He shook his head. "I just can't believe you're into me."
She rolled her eyes. "You're handsome. Everyone is into you."
"That's not what I meant," he said with a laugh. "And you're obviously better than everyone else."
Jessica had to reel in her ridiculous grin as she threaded her fingers through his soft hair. "Hey, can I ask you something? And feel free to say no, because it's probably going to be really, very dumb, and I won't be upset if you don't want to go-"
"Yes."
She stared at him for a beat. "I didn't even ask it yet."
"I know. Whatever it is, I'm in."
Once again, he was making her feel warm inside. And he still hadn't looked at the game. "So you'll be my date for a posh fraternity fundraiser for alumni weekend?"
He pushed her hair back behind her ear and said, "I don't think posh and fraternity belong in the same sentence together, but yes. I'd love to be your date. Since we're exclusive now."
"Oh, that was smoothe Lieutenant." She found herself tracing the lettering on his shirt as her cheek came to rest on his shoulder.
"I thought so, too," he whispered. Then she dozed off on him. 
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Jake held Jessica while she slept, her breaths soft on his neck while he watched the end of the game. He should really get up and stir the chili, but he didn't want to disturb her. If dinner wasn't edible, he would just order a pizza instead. No big deal. 
She finally seemed fully comfortable with him. She was letting him hold her while she napped, and she wasn't shying away from the idea of them dating. He knew there was more to the picture with the way she made him work for it and the rumors Bradshaw's wife told him about. But she was so fucking sweet, Jake didn't care about what anyone else said. And it honestly turned him on when she made him earn his privileges with her. 
She moaned softly in her sleep and wrapped her arm around him. He was going to have to ask Bradshaw or his wife what to wear to a frat party. That's somewhere he never thought he'd be caught dead, but he found himself wanting to make Jessica happy. So exceptions could be made. 
Suddenly she popped up with both palms planted on his chest. "I can't believe I fell asleep," she mumbled, and Jake smiled at the mark on her face from where her glasses had been pressing. 
"You want dinner?" he asked as she sat up straddling his hips. Her shirt had slipped a bit, and he could see the strap of her bra. And honestly, this position was enough to get him going, the way her breasts were clearly pressed together inside her A&M tee. When she nodded, he scooped her up as he sat and then stood. 
She slid down his body with a little giggle, and soon they were both sitting on the stools at his kitchen island. He watched her dip a tortilla chip into her bowl of chili and take a bite. "This is so good," she gushed. "I don't know how to cook anything. You just put stuff in a crock pot? And it just cooks it into a meal?"
"Yep," he replied, trying not to laugh at the look on her face. Now he was thinking about buying her a crock pot. What the fuck was wrong with him? She took another bite and closed her eyes like it was the most pleasurable thing she'd ever tasted. "Baby, has nobody ever cooked for you before?"
"No," she moaned. "Unless you include my mom, and I only get to eat that for holidays. If I can manage to get back to Massachusetts."
He stroked her cheek with his fingers and said, "You want me to bring you dinner again this week? When you have office hours?"
She moaned again and climbed onto his lap to finish eating. Which turned into her straddling him again while he ran his hands all over her perfect ass again. And once again he could hardly believe he pumped the brakes so hard earlier, because eventually her lips were on his neck and her glasses were pressing into his jaw. 
"If you come by on Tuesday, I'll wear something cute to work," she informed him, and his head tipped back. 
"You always look cute."
"Then I'll wear something sexy."
Jake grunted. "Baby, you always look sexy." A few more brushes of her lips, and he found himself asking, "Do you want to spend the night?"
"Oh," she gasped, but she kissed his Adam's apple before pulling her lips away from him.
"We could cuddle. Make out," he clarified, meeting her eyes as she adjusted her glasses. "I could make you breakfast."
She bit her lip and then said, "See, this isn't fair. Now you know that the secret way to get me to do anything is with food. And I don't know what your secret is yet."
"Apparently it's girls with glasses."
Now she was laughing as she planted her hands on his shoulders. "I have a lot of work to do tomorrow at home. I need to start making up midterm exam questions."
"I could help you," he murmured, only half joking. "I solved your problem correctly the day we met, remember?"
"Jake, I will remember for the rest of my life how earnest you were the day we met."
He smiled, and he found his heart swelling with pride. "So you'll stay?"
"Next time," she whispered. "Next time I'll stay. And we can do more than cuddle and make out."
Jake pulled her a little closer with his hands still on her butt. "Yeah. Let's do that."
Eventually he packed up a container with the extra chili and linked his fingers with hers. He walked her to her car and kissed her until they were out of breath, and then he let her leave. But he missed her warmth and her hands on him. He ended up rereading her journal articles and looking up a recipe to make for Tuesday while he imagined just how sexy her outfit might be.
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They are exclusive. She ordered the green set. She's dressing sexy on Tuesday. I'm ready. Thanks @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls
PART 8
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rpgsandbox · 14 days
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But how, exactly, do you explore Ooo? This is a tabletop roleplaying game built using the Dungeons & Dragons rules, basically. In fact, if you are familiar with those rules, you already know all about how to play Adventure Time: The Roleplaying Game.
If you’re not familiar with those rules, you don’t need to worry. Dungeons & Dragons is a game about letting your imagination run wild; it is a game that is played through conversation, is moderated by dice, and takes place in your cranial. As you adventure through the amazing land of Ooo, stuff will happen. There is a player, called the Dungeon Master, who will tell you about that stuff. 
As a brave adventurer, you will want to respond to your Dungeon Master with awesome heroic actions. Your character will have a set of attributes and some skills and powers that provide options for those reactions. But you can respond however a person could respond (if that person was a Wildberry Person, with an axe!). However you respond, you will tell the Dungeon Master what you want to do.
Once you choose your action, it’s time to get mathematical with it. You will roll a twenty-sided die and add a bonus number to it, based on the attribute (or skill or power) that is most applicable to the action. If the total number is high enough to equal or exceed a target set by the Dungeon Master, you will succeed, and the skill or power will dictate the results of that action.
And that's all there is to it! Imagine what the Dungeon Master tells you, have a conversation with the Dungeon Master about what you want to do, and roll a twenty-sided die to see if it works. Three simple steps to exploring (and loving!) the Land of Ooo.
And we’ve got some sweet new mechanics to enhance your awesome RPG experience and fill it with Adventure Time!
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through altercations known only to me rereading my lalonde wizard post has made me think about what class each of the kids would play in dungeons and dragons, so i’m subjecting my 2 followers to it.
john: fighter. i’m sorry but i can’t see him picking anything else besides maybe like… ranger. he mostly sticks to the default subclass but jade probably made him try rune knight at least once for a one-shot. he found it too complicated but relented to branch out into more subclasses afterwards.
dave: i’m torn between rogue and hexblade warlock. mayhaps some sort of cursed multiclass of both. he seems like the type to look up game guides to get the most broken character build possible and make up a backstory on the fly but he ends up actually quite attached to his pcs.
rose: probably a warlock. my first instinct was wizard, but i think she’d enjoy the flavour of warlock more, considering her gothic tendencies. she started out with the great old one patron but then discovered homebrew and became unstoppable. that one player who sends 10 pages of backstory, but it’s actually enjoyable to read
jade: the dungeon master. she’s the one who can most reliably engage all the players in the game without overcomplicating the plot and probably excels in juggling everyone’s game preferences. though when she does get to play she probably has no set character type and just makes a character depending on what strikes her fancy that day
jane: my first instinct was a city ranger build, since that’s probably the closest you get to a detective in dnd, but hear me out.. paladin. the strict code of oath. the angsty backstories. the heroic persona. jane spent a lot of time pre-game playing damsel in distress. i think she’d enjoy playing the knight for once. she probably tries it just to try it at first but ends up liking the mechanics so much she just sticks to it
dirk: right. we have a few options here. the first one is specifically cavalier fighter, because they get a mount. obvious choice. but for some reason he also strikes me as someone who would play sorcerer. it has some of the most fiddly mechanics in the game and it’s one of the closest classes we get to not-newbie-friendly in dnd. he’d like the challenge. then he looks at the set up of the rest of the party, sees they have no healer, and begrudgingly picks cleric/druid
roxy: is there really a question here? she would play wizard. she might branch out into warlock for a one-shot or something when she sees rose play it but she would probably prefer the versatility and sheer volume of wizard spells. i swear opening the wizard spell list is like spinning a wheel of fortune every damn time. also it means she gets to have a familiar and obviously she would make mutini (i mean, excuse me, moutani)
jake: i’m imagining his character creation went a little something like this: “So which class will let me do some pistol action?” “well, technically any of them, if you have the right proficiency!” “Okay but are there any that are like, really good at it?” “i mean… there are gunslingers and technically artificers…” “Great! i’ll play that then” before jade can explain gunslingers are actually sort of really complicated to play, especially for newbies. eventually he switches to bard
bonus: terezi plays barbarian. you can’t convince me otherwise.
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various moon knight hc’s
pairing: steven grant / reader, marc spector / reader, jake lockley / reader
word count: 603
summary: literally just a jumble of thoughts abt the moon boys that are barely coherent but 100% accurate
a/n: i can’t tell you how much i love them. did i project a bit? maybe lol but it’s too late. there’s literally ONE reference to nsfw acts but no details at all. i’ll do more of these at some point but have these for now
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steven gives the best hugs point blank period
jake has MAJOR road rage and his insults will have you wheezing
learning self defense with marc would always lead to sexy times, so jake stepped in for a while so you’d actually learn something
things were going great until the same thing started happening with him, so steven just looks up local boxing gyms & self defense classes for you instead
throw pillows are a secret weakness for marc because some of them are actually comfortable
jake has one specific pillow he favors more than the others because it has just the right amount of fluff to feel good but not too much to where it feels like a rock
they’re a weakness for steven because of pillow fights
if jake were an animal, he’d be a badger. no explanation needed
steven enjoys learning about cryptids & is definitely a fan of mothman
jake enjoys feeding the ducks and geese at the park & has the vibe of a government agent waiting to meet with a contact while he does it
because of this, steven makes up silly stories about who they could possibly be meeting there & why
marc frequently looks up self defense videos on youtube & his commentary consists of rants about everything they do wrong. any advice you give on doing something that doesn’t frustrate him is brushed aside
their humor styles are so bizarrely different; steven is the king of puns and silly riddles, marc uses clever word play and sarcasm, & jake’s dry humor & almost stoic delivery leaves half of the people around him wondering if he was joking or not
steven is the little spoon in the silverware drawer that the resident neurodivergent favors out of all the other spoons
jake is one of those double sided utensils that has a spoon on one end & a knife on the other
marc is a very durable spork
steven would definitely play dungeons and dragons (and possibly dm) if he had more friends. he creates an undead falcon aarakocra to khonshu’s likeness specifically to make the god look like a dork; marc and jake find it hilarious when khonshu complains
are the boys allergic to dogs? yes. does marc care? of course not. he will pet every dog he sees (with the owner’s permission of course)
once steven starts realizing just how strong his body is, he will carry you around the apartment randomly. sometimes bridal style, other times piggy back rides, just any excuse to be close to you. it did take a bit for him to figure out the depth perception so he wouldn’t bonk your head or ankle on the doorframe, but it was worth it
whatever you do, do NOT take jake to an arcade because he will definitely end up yelling at someone. it’s either at management about the games being rigged (which some are) or at the asshole who had cheeto dust on their fingers when they were playing the game you were about to play
for as much as steven loves lord of the rings, marc and jake don’t (marc doesn’t let on that he enjoys it but jake is so confused by it)
you call marc moon moon the first time you see him be clumsy while wearing his moon knight suit & it never ceases to amuse you
jake & steven later tell you that they think it’s absolutely hilarious as well, and have taken to using the joking nickname here and there
if jake comes home late to you already asleep, he sing-whispers love songs in spanish as he gets ready to crawl into bed next to you
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Rose: All I'm asking is why we always play Dungeons and Dragons for game night. Surely there are other tabletop RPGs we could try next... what would you all suggest?
Jake: The Adventures of Baron Munchausen.
Roxy: cyberpunk 2020?
Dave: anything with sweet ass ninjas
Terezi: L3T TH3S3 M3RM41DS TOUCH YOUR D1CK M4YB3!
Feferi: S)(e took my suggestion 38/
Vriska: The Divine 8rt of Mischief.
John: mouse trap! it isn't normally an rpg but i have house rules!
Jade: ironclaw!
Nepeta: :33< ironclaw!
Rose: ...Dungeons and Dragons it is.
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Since my old character Arylla ‘Ryl the Wraith’ Darkmantle is going to be a prominent NPC in my upcoming campaign, I thought I’d take another crack at drawing her.
Took some of the elements from FFXIV miqo’te Ryl, and added them to her ‘canonical’ d&d design where she’s a half-drow*. Mostly the too-cute haircut, though the lil beauty mark and rounder face came through as well. I think the metallic accent color will be silver rather than gold, as well.
The most important thing to convey is that she’s the saddest poorest little meow-meow, complete with tragic backstory driving her half-mad with grief, and more than her share of atrocities in trying to cope with that.
Gonna scan this in probably tomorrow and then ask my fiancee very nicely if she’ll color it for me in exchange for a nice dinner out or some such. She’s just much, much, much better at digital art than I am, and I want this to look nice.
*duskwright elezen have the right skin and hair tones but they’re too fucking tall and also elezen proportions are nightmarish, whereas miqo’te are smol and cute and keepers of the moon can also get the right skin/hair, so in ffxiv, she’s a catgirl.
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A  List of TTRPG’s Luis Carazo has been in (updated November 2023)
Note these are not listed by date made, click underlined to go to youtube (if link doesn’t work for some reason you can just search for underlined title)
upcoming work
One shots/Charity events/Streamed Con events
GenCon 2023 | All Stars- Call of Cthulhu Live from GenCon 2023! Join Keeper Mark Meer as he guides investigators Harli Kane, Josephine McAdam, Luis Carazo, and Noura Ibrahim through The Dead Boarder! (Nov 23, 2023)
Live at GenCon(2023) W/Brennan Lee Mulliagan/ D&D (new) Join DM Brennan Lee Mulliagan for a Giant sized adventure played live at GenCon 2023 w/ players Jeremy Crawford, Dael Kingsmill, Erika Ishii, Luis Carazo and Gabe Hicks! Follow a group of determined seekers from the world below as they quest through a cloud giants castle for knowledge, family and adventure in this original adventure featuring elements from the new book “Bigby Presents: Glory of Giants”
Pixel Circus Plays Frosthaven (July 2023) New Welcome to the Gloomhaven Grand Festival! Join the Pixel Circus crew as they battle enemies to escape a sinking ship, in a very special Frosthaven scenario! Players: Saige Ryan,  Kailey Bray, Luis Carazo, Paula Deming.
 Dice Throne Adventures LIVE from the MEGA STAGE at Game Con Canada 2023 in Calgary, AB featuring:  Jason Azevedo as the Host, Deborah Ann Woll (True Blood, Daredevil) as The Pyromancer, Luis Carazo as a The Vampire Lord, Noura Ibrahim (Into the Mist, LA by Night) as The Seraph, Omega Jones (Critical Bard) as The
 Gloomhaven Rolepaying Game LIVE from Game Con Canada 2023| RealmSmith | Cephalofair Join us for this epic one-shot adventure set in the new Gloomhaven RPG LIVE from the MEGA STAGE at Game Con Canada in Calgary, AB featuring: Deborah Ann Woll (True Blood, Daredevil) as Savvas Elementalist, Luis Carazo (Critical Role) as a Human Scoundrel, Noura Ibrahim (Into the Mist, LA by Night) as an Inbox Bruiser, Joel Augé as a Vermling Soothsinger and our very own Jason Azevedo as the Gloom Master! This actual play takes place during the much-anticipated BackerKit campaign for the Gloomhaven Roleplaying Game.
Humblewood 5e Deck of Many Things- Join Trisha and friends (Xander Jeanneret (DM) , Erika Ishii, Luis Carazo and Whitney Moore) on an epic adventure through the Humblewood setting of D&D 5th edition. 
B Dave Walter’s One on One Shots With Luis Carazo. Come and Join B Dave Walters and his amazing list of guests! This week's guest is actor, performer, Werewolf killer... Luis Carazo! 
The Missing Heart - A Tale of Oz | D&D 5E Welcome to the magical world of Oz! This whimsical one-shot is presented in partnership with Andrews McMeel Publishing to celebrate the launch of their new Dungeons & Dragons book "OZ: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting". Markeia McCarty, Luis Carazo( he plays a bear named Brawny), Desirée Strother, and Andrew Strother, are led on a magical adventure through the land of Oz by Dungeon Master Joe Nuzzo. Our players' goal? To recover a stolen artifact and return it to Glinda, the Good Litch of the South, before the thief uses it to strip magic from Oz FOREVER!
Prisoner 13 One Shot | Keys from the Golden Vault | D&D Beyond Join Dungeon Master Lexi McQueen and our heist crew Luis Carazo,  Omar Najam, Michael Galvis & Sarah Chaffee as they travel to Revel's End prison in search of the key to a dwarven fortune! Prisoner 13 is one of thirteen exhilarating heist-themed Dungeons and Dragons adventures in Keys From the Golden Vault. Vancover By Night Wavaw Charity Werewolf Stream- The Cubs are lost in the Umbra, what will happen? Who will save them? Is that an Ashtray?Special Guests, Mark Meer, Erika Ishii, Jake Kile, & Luis Carazo Saturday Night One-Shot: Call of Cthulhu | The Mummy: Redux | Charity Stream benefiting RAINN 95 years after Rick, Evelyn, Jonathan, and Ardeth defeat Imhotep and preventing him from resurrecting Anck-su-namun, six tourists in Spain stumble upon a secret hidden within the Temple of Debod. Bringing the Mummy's Curse down upon them... will they survive the ordeal? Cast:  Ian E. Muller (GM), Diana DiMicco as Phillipa Branch, Cynthia Marie as Mel Nais, Luis Carazo as Emmanuel "Manny" Martinez, Noordin Ali as Zahir Ayad Adham, Justus Hughes as Rick O'Connell, Andrew Strother as Roy Carnahan. 
Ms. Pixel's Fantastical Circus: Call of Cthulhu One Shot Saige Ryan takes Aabria Iyengar, Alex Ward, Emme Montgomery, Luis Carazo, and Kailey Bray through an eldritch nightmare beneath the Big Top. Luis plays against type as a selfish, trapeze artist contortionist Freddy who performs in Ms. Pixel’s circus along side his twin brother bobby. 
Longer Series, Main Cast: 
Good Time Society
Endymion's Gate (completed 6 episodes) ( cast  Ash MinnickI(story teller) Alejandra Cejudo, Luis Carazo, Xander Jeanneret, Aabria Iyengar and Becca Scott ) Join the crew of the starship Endymion as they embark on a mind-bending mission filled with mystery and intrigue as they navigate the dangers and wonders of Dream Space! Based on the Hillfolk system by Pelgrane Press, Endymion's Gate explores an original, science fiction TTRPG setting with a cast full of familiar faces that you'll recognize from throughout the roleplaying community! Each week  Story Moderator, Ash Minnick, leads the players through a surreal storytelling experience that will thrust them into a parallel universe of shared consciousness and dreams!  Come aboard and prepare yourself for Dream Space! 
Critical Role
Exandria Unlimited: Calamity (completed 4 part) The flying city of Avalir begins its triumphant return to the continent of Domunas while the Ring of Brass, a group of eminent city dignitaries, begin to uncover hints of something rotten within their gilded home. Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan( Game Master), Luis Carazo, Aabria Iyengar, Marisha Ray, Sam Riegel, Travis Willingham, Lou Wilson.
Candela Obsurca chapter 2 ( premiere August 31 7PM PST) starting Luis Carazo, Marisha Ray, Travis Willingham, Brennan Lee Mulligan, Spencer Starke, Zehra Fazel. The Circle of Needle and Thread will face off against the duplicates threat that wreaks havoc on the war torn Fairelands. Season 2 is indecent of the events of Season one but if interested this is the link to candela Obscura chapter one (which he’s not in) to watch (3episodes, complete) to get an idea of the setting and game system.
Penny Arcade
Seattle by Night, Season 2 Welcome to the second season of our Vampire the Masquerade chronicles! Join us on Tuesdays at 5pm PT on twitch.tv/pennyarcade for a new live episode, or subscribe on YouTube for the latest videos as they go live. Starring Jason Carl as The Storyteller Mike Krahulik as Tom Hollandaise, Toreador Luis Carazo as Enrique "Rico" Suarez, Brujah Jasmine Bhullar as Betty Lancaster, Lasombra Jerry Holkins as Jamison Keen, Nosferatu
Catalyst Game Labs/RealmSmith
Series Intro | Shadowrun: Excommunication | Shadowrun RPG 2023 | RealmSmith (8 part) Shadowrun is a cyberpunk-fantasy ttrpg that takes place in our world, 60 years in the future. It combines cybernetic technology and magic in a dystopian setting. CAST: Anjali Bhimani as Trigger Christian Navarro as Rio Luis Carazo as Frayne Noura Ibrahim as Liv Talon Coleman as Blaze
Johnny Stanton IV
Of Dawn & Dusk(complete 4 episodes) Journey with us, as we take you on an adventure of Gods and mortals. Cast: Johnny Stanton(Dungeon Master),Persephone Valentine as Holly "Midnight" Danes( Kalashtar sorcerer/artificer/rouge ), Jasmine Bhullar as Mildred Mulvahill( hypochondriac dragonborn druid), Christian Navarro as Leo Goldleaf( half elf paladin, brother of Narrex ),Luis Carazo as Narrex of the Vatrai (half orc barbarian, brother of Leo).
Renegade Game Studios
Hunter: The Reckoning - The Day Shift (Complete 4 episodes) Hunter: The Reckoning is a horror tabletop role-playing game set in modern times, in which players take the roles of regular human characters who become aware of the existence of the supernatural, including vampires, werewolves, and ghosts, and fight back as monster hunters. It is set in the World of darkness (Vampire the masquerade, Werewolf the apocalypse, ect.)Cast: Diana DiMicco( storyteller),Luis Carazo, Briana DeCoster, Justus Hughes, and Markeia McCarty. Luis plays the most adorably dorky bookworm history professor... 
Questline
DragonLance: Shadow Of War (complete 4 parts) Cast:Kevin Parr (Dungeon Master), Luis Carazo as Velzin Alara(Half elf rune knight fighter), Michelle Nguyen Bradley as Strigid( Shifter Lunar sorcerer), Tank Tolman as Tyran Iron-Skull (Dwarven ancestral guardian barbarian), QuincysTavern as Felix "Clubfoot" Chance (Harengon arcane trickster rogue), Roz Young as Tango Flux(Rock gnome artificer), Trevor Gemma as Wayreth Rolligtide (Hill dwarf Druid).
ThatBronzeGirl
Mörk Bronze (Complete 4 episodes)-Welcome to Mörk Bronze: a Mörk Borg experience sponsored and powered by Role! Join us through trials and tribulations as these three unfortunate souls attempt to survive in the city of Unguent. Cast: Jasmine Bhullar(fire keeper),Tanya Depass, Luis Carazo, Xander Jeanneret.
Hunters Entertainment 
Outbreak: Undead.. is a Survival Horror Simulation RPG, focusing on practical experience and scarcity of resources - rather than sensationalist hero fulfillment. ZOMBV, the first entry of the Strain Series, is world book exploring opponents, a unique virus, locations, and rules to immediately jump into a game of Outbreak: Undead - with you and your friends at the center of the story
Outbreak: Undead- Strain Series: ZOMBV  (complete 4 episodes) Cast:B Dave Walters (DM), Luis Carazo, May Leigh, Markeia Mcarthy, Michelle Nguyen Bradley
Outbreak: Undead (season 1) Rag & Bone (complete 60 episodes)Cast: Noxweiler Berf(Game master) Luis Carazo, May Leigh, Markeia Mcarthy, Michelle Nguyen Bradley.  Luis plays as Lampwick-(or as the DM once put it bullshit Jesus, Luis RP in this is amazing).
Outbreak: Undead (season 2) United States of the Dead (Complete 13 ep) Cast: Noxweiler Berf (Game master) Luis Carazo, Sarah Chaffee, Michelle Nguyen Bradley, Markeia McCarty,Chelsea. (Luis becomes a main cast member after after the third episode were he is once again playing Lampwick SO do no watch unless you’ve finished season 1: rag and bone. Also season 2 and 3 are running at the same time like parallel events .
Outbreak: Undead (season 3 ) PROJECT NERO-(complete 12 ep) Cast: Noxweiler Berf(Game  Master), Luis Carazo, Sarah Chaffee, Michelle Nguyen Bradley, Markeia McCarty, Saige Ryan,May Leigh. Luis plays different characters(but as of yet not Lampwick in this season but still should watch as other characters from season 1 show up.)
Altered Carbon - Osaka Eternal (complete 3 episodes) In this transhumanist neo-noir vision of the future, the human mind is nothing more than digital codeDigital Human Freight saved and stored in a Cortical Stack, advanced technology that allows you to "re-sleeve" your entire consciousness into a new body. Cast: Xander Jeanneret (DM), Luis Carazo, Michelle Nguyen Bradley, Markeia McCarty, May Leigh.
Kids on Bikes: Autumn Rites (Complete  3 episodes)-Strange Adventures in Small TownsChoose your OWN destiny in this storytelling rules-light tabletop role-playing game where adventure is a bike ride away!​Kids on Bikes is a Collaborative World Building RPG set in small towns with big mysteries. Written and created by celebrated game designers Jon Gilmour (Dead of Winter, Atari: Centipede/Missile Command/Asteroids) & Doug Levandowski (Gothic Doctor, Seven Minutes in Hell). Cast: Mika Midgett (Game Master), Luis Carazo, Michelle Nguyen Bradley, Markeia McCarty, May Leigh.
Gods of Metal: Ragnarock - Masquerade of Madness (Complete 3 episodes, fist episode only)A bombastic heavy metal-inspired RPG of epic proportions. Bust out the D4's, turn up the volume and live out your rock fantasy! Cast: Ivan Van Norman (Game Master) Luis Carazo, Michelle Nguyen Bradley, Markeia McCarty, May Leigh.
Guest star
Vampire: The Masquerade - L.A. By Night ( first appearance in season 2 episode 6)  portraying  Nines Rodrigues the famous, charismatic, werewolf killing Brujah Anarch baron of Downtown/East Los Angeles and owner of the Last Round Bar.
ECLIPSE (S2) Episode 11: Escape from Vicom Station
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Jake Grayson
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5. I lean in mainly two choices as what I can call theme songs for Jake:
“With a Little Help From My Friends” by The Beatles, as befitting his bond with Chris and other friends they have
“Rain” by Jessie Reyez and grandson, if only because not only it sounds really good by I feel that it can fit during Jake’s more awesome moments like in the heat of battle against a very strong opponent or in the middle of shutting down a dangerous item or whichever even at his own risk
12.Jake often doesn’t understand the exact rules when doing a play through of Dungeons and Dragons alongside his Uncle Tim. It’s not for lack of trying, it’s that they’re so many that even his resourceful mind can’t always keep up with.
13. 🔥 It’s passionate and filled with righteous fury as much as Jake and his sister can be
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It’ll be a picture or few courtesy of you buddy @spider-jaysart
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They just Look GOOD 💙💜💙💜💙
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Church Encounters: Chapter 9
-- We've tried adding a translation with the Italian while keeping it fairly natural, don't know if it works but we'll do better next time for sure .
This fic was written in collaboration with @Igg5989, she has also made the lively moodboard you see pictured here and will be posting this fic on her tumblr and her AO3
Please leave a comment or reblog, we appreciate all feedback :)
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Jake didn’t usually help with the teens but Bob had convinced him a few weeks after Christmas that it wouldn’t be bad. His only experience was with three to seven year olds, even at home, so now that he was sitting with the sixteen years olds he found he didn’t really know what to say. He couldn’t really ask what their mummy and daddy did for work, or if they had learned any cool dinosaur facts at school, or even if they had learned any fun things in Sunday school. Jake was feeling way out of his depth. The campfire had been a good idea, the country boy inside him was satisfied, but that didn’t help that the few months of planning felt like a waste now that he was here. 
It felt like being back in highschool. The kids were all talking amongst themselves, in cliques and groups, it was the same type of gossip too. Who was dating who, who was breaking up, did you hear what Patricia said to Joan, I heard Millie’s parents are getting divorced. Really, the entire thing was making him panic. 
Jake desperately wanted to take a walk and shake off the feeling, but the rational part of his brain, the one that was keeping him firmly seated on the uncomfortable log next to Bob, was reminding him that he was in his thirties now, he was an adult. It didn’t really do much to make him feel better.
“You okay, man?” Bob’s youth ministering partner asked, he was a lanky dude with a goatee and an uncanny resemblance to Shaggy from Scooby Doo. Jake didn’t know his name, the man had been way too absorbed by playing the bongos by himself for most of the evening to bother with introductions. 
“I feel like I’m back at school again,” Jake said, taking a swig from his bottle of coke. One thing had changed since High School at least, his taste buds had stopped liking sugary drinks. 
“I getcha, man,” the man replied, “I’m Freddie,” he added, sticking out his hand for Jake to shake, “though I can’t see why you wouldn’t like high school.” 
Jake snorted. Where to begin, really? He hadn’t always been big and muscular, that was the result of a pretty drastic lifestyle change when he entered basic training. Jake had been awkwardly long and lanky for most of his life, coupled with a few unfortunate hairstyles and the ability to somehow turn every conversation into talking about the Lord, teenage Jake Seresin had been less than popular.
He’d started being mean on purpose then, a skill he now exercised liberally as a sort of shield he regretted having developed at all. Still, the Seresin charm eventually appeared and things started to look up in senior year. Despite his brand new friends, he’d never managed to shake that strange awkwardness and defensive aggressivity about him. 
“I liked leaving highschool,” Jake replied, knowing it cleared nothing up and unwilling to expand.
One of the kids snorted, “I don’t believe that,” he said, “You seem like the kind of guy who’d have dated the cheer captain or something,” he added. 
“Don’t pay him any mind,” Freddie said, “He’s going through his first big boy breakup.”
Freddie had said it in such a mocking way that Jake found himself disliking the man even before the sentence was finished.
“That sucks, kid, I’m sorry. Trust me, I know what it feels like,” Jake said.
The kid looked at him for a second, “You do?”
“Sure,” Jake smiled, “What’s your name?”
“Peter Marshall,” the kid replied.
“Well, Peter Marshall, my first ‘big boy breakup’ was with a girl called Stacey Callahan. We met at my cousin’s weekly Dungeons and Dragons night and we dated for all of senior year. Like all teens, I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with her. I thought we were going to go to college with her, get married, buy a house, have 2.5 kids, you know. The whole nine yards. And then, the day before we were leaving for college, I found out she was cheating on me with my cousin. I think I cried for a whole week straight,” Jake said his best adult voice. 
“Stacey Callahan is a bitch,” Peter concluded, Jake nodded.
“True. But if I hadn’t gone out with Stacey Callahan I wouldn’t have met my girlfriend,” Jake continued, “When I finished crying, I prayed for a while. I really spoke about everything with the Lord, talked about the things I hadn’t updated him on while I was busy with Stacey. Asked him to forgive me for missing church a few times… You know. In the end I also asked him for guidance.” 
“A week later, as I’m still unpacking boxes in my college dorm room, I find that my grandmother has packed me a memory box of my grandfather’s stuff. In that box there’s a pack of letters from my grandfather. He described what it was like to fly and it resonated in me so much that I signed up for the Navy the next day. If I had been with Stacey, I’m sure she’d have talked me out of it. But I signed up for the Navy, went to Top Gun and then I met my girlfriend. She’s everything I have ever prayed for,” Jake finished quietly. He hadn't confessed that to many people. 
Peter considered him for a moment before asking, “Do you think that she was sent to you?” 
Jake let out a laugh, “I don’t know what I did to deserve her but yes, I think she was. But you have to remember that the Lord makes things happen in His own time. I had to wait a few years before I got her, but there was a reason for that, I just don’t know it.” 
“Do you think that you ever will?” he asked Jake. 
It was Jake’s turn to think for a moment, “No, but I don’t think I need to. We need to trust that the Lord has a plan for us, and he will reward our faithfulness and devotion to him with what we need when we need it.” 
Peter nodded. Jake gave him a kind smile before standing up, “Who’s ready for s’mores?”
Jake and Bob made their way to his truck, grabbing the s’mores stuff from the back seat. Before they rejoined the group around the campfire, Jake asked, “You don’t think that was too much do you?”
“Nah, I think you gave him some good stuff to think about. Maybe he will pray on it too,” Bob said, patting Jake on the back, “At least I know you gave me some stuff to pray about.” 
Jake grabbed Bob’s shoulder, “Hey man, I know you’ve had an eye on Maria, and I’m happy for you, just treat her right, okay?”
Jake saw a tint of red come over Bob’s cheeks, “Yeah, I have no doubt that she wouldn’t stand for anything less.” 
“Alright then,” Jake said, “Let’s get these kids some s’mores before their parents come.” 
Bob busied himself distributing the ingredients, and giving each kid a plate and a napkin while Jake stoked the fire. When he sat back down on the log, Jake found that Peter had moved to sit next to him. 
“Can I ask a question?” he asked, his voice sounding a little apprehensive. When Jake nodded, Peter took a deep breath in, “How do I pray? -- I mean I know how to pray, and like, I know the types of prayer but I mean, you know, how do I pray?”
“You’re going to have to be a little clearer,” Jake said. Peter smiled a little.
“You said that your girl was everything you prayed for. I pray everyday: I pray the rosary, I pray the Our Father, I try to talk to the Lord but I don’t know if I’m doing it right,” Peter explained.
Jake was quiet for a minute, thinking his answer through, “Well, the rosary is great, and the Our Father is too, but I think you’re looking at it wrong. You’re looking at prayer like it’s something on your to do list, talking to the Good Lord is more something that needs to be on a schedule, like -- err -- meeting a friend for coffee. Next time you try and sit down with God, maybe look at it like updating your dad on your life, you know? Like you tell him what you’ve been doing, how you’ve been doing. You talk to him about your plans, your hopes, your dreams and what you’re scared of. Just be casual if you have to, you know, just as long as you get the words out. I know some people who write down prayers if they can’t say them, there’s no wrong way, I don’t think. Just make sure that you tell him you love him, you know? Like you’d tell your dad. Tell him you love him and that you’re grateful for the life you have. The Lord put a lot of work into making your life perfect for you, it’s important we let him know we appreciate it.”
Peter was quiet for a moment, drinking in the conversation. Next to Jake, Bob had picked up his guitar. He had put it on his knee, one arm ready to tune the strings, but he hadn’t moved while Jake spoke. Jake felt himself grow self conscious. 
“Maybe -- err -- maybe Bob or Freddie can give a different opinion?” He stuttered out. 
Freddie opened his mouth, but Bob interrupted, “No, I think you explained it very well,” he said, giving Jake a smile.
“It was very genuine,” Peter said, looking at him, “You’re good at this. You’re good at speaking about the Lord and helping people find their ways.”
Jake nodded, “I wanted to be a priest when I was little. I figured learning how to speak was a good idea,” he explained.
“I mean yeah, but that was -- you can’t learn how to find the right words. That’s just you,” Bob said, gently patting his back.
“Was that before Stacey Callahan?” Peter asked, Jake nodded with a shy smile, “So, when you signed up for the navy, being a youth minister was kind of your backup plan?” Peter questioned.
“No. When I signed up for the navy, I figured I had left that all behind, but then I went to Top Gun, managed to piss everyone off and made a grand total of one friend. I was just really lonely, so I went to church on a random Tuesday at like, eleven pm and I was expecting to find it closed. But when I pushed the door, the lock gave way and the door opened. I just kind of walked in and kneeled in front of the altar and prayed for a while.” Jake explained, “Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I just about jumped out of my skin, when I turned around Father John was just standing there. I think he thought I was drunk or something, but I stood up, explained everything and told him I was missing home. Halfway through he interrupted me and asked if I wanted to be a youth minister, he thought it would suit me. I said yes and here I am now.”
“Peter’s right, you do know how to tell a story,” one of the girls asked. Jake had felt them looking at him from their log for the entirety of his conversation with Peter. “Why don’t you do the abstinence talk? I bet we’d understand things so much more,” she added. 
Bob had chosen that very unfortunate moment to be drinking from his coke. As soon as she spoke, a laugh came out of his throat and made him choke on the soda, Jake patted him on the back, trying to hide his deer-in-the-headlights look.
“Yeah, Jake,” Bob coughed, “Why don’t you do the talk about abstinence?”
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The mess hall was booming with people excitedly chatting about the family day that was about to start. With five minutes left to wait on the clock, phones were starting to ring and buzz and siblings had started flocking together. Fanboy had found his sister and had dragged her away from her own friends to join his. Vegas had been dragged away by her brother and Harvard and his brothers had decided to meet in the middle and commandeer a separate table so the four of them could chat and wait. Eventually though, they all joined your table and soon enough, everyone was yelling over everyone else trying to get themselves heard.
“I would appreciate it if you kept the noise down,” Admiral Simpson spoke, his stern voice cutting right through the excitement, “Captain Mitchell, keep your students under control,” he added. Maverick nodded quietly with the facial expression of a man who had no intention of doing what he was told. 
“Dove, Lieutenant Floyd, you seem to be the only ones here not screaming. Help Captain Mitchell keep it down,” he added, shooting you and Bob a look.
“Yeah, sure thing Dad,” you said with a laugh as Bob chuckled into his drink, knowing very well that nothing anyone could say would keep this bunch calm. If family day hadn’t excited them to that point, the seventeen disposable cups of coffee currently littering the table would be enough to cause a commotion. 
It took a second for it to dawn on you but as soon as you had finished your sentence the table had gone quiet.
“Did you just call Admiral Simpson dad?” Vegas snorted. 
The table roared with laughter at your mistake, only Jake and Bob remained serious. You felt a deep blush creep up your face, turning you a lovely shade of fuschia. Seeing your embarrassment, Cyclone decided to step in.
“Your sister’s called, they’ll be late. Although I don’t know why they bother to warn us, I swear Annie would show up late to her own funeral,” he said.
“Wait,” Fanboy said, the smile that had been plastered on his face slowly sliding off, “Are you serious? Is Cyclone your dad?”
“Admiral Simpson, Lieutenant Garcia. And yes, we are serious. Now keep it down,” he said, shooting you a wink, and patting Bob on the back as a goodbye gesture. In the distance you could see Cyclone removing the phone from his back pocket.
Dadclone: Hope they don’t give you too much shit for this…
You could see him standing by the vending machine, pushing a coin into the slot and punching in some numbers, a mischievous smirk plastered on his face. 
‘Bullshit, you live for this,’ you texted back.
Cyclone moved away from the vending machine to stand in the queue for a coffee. He picked up two cups and filled one with black coffee, the other he filled up to the halfway mark and poured milk in to make up the rest. He typed a text with one hand as he fitted the lids on top of the cups.
Dadclone: Watch your language.
Dadclone: (You are right, I live for this)
You let out a chuckle.
‘You evil evil man,’ you replied.
Dadclone: :’)
Dadclone: It’s my revenge for that stupid music set. Just so you know, Elisabeth has already lost a third of it.
Dadclone: Accidentally of course.
‘Of course.’
Cyclone was making his way back to your table. Without saying a word he deposited the two cups of coffee in front of you and Bob, keeping the double decker chocolate bar for himself. Leaving you in the aftermath of his kind gesture with a shit eating grin on his face. Once he had disappeared back into the corridor, your phone buzzed again.
Dadclone: I like being your dad.
The table had been eerily quiet up until that point. Bob raised up the coffee cup to his lips and winced at the boiling hot liquid. On the table, you could see him tapping three of his fingers. He removed a finger, winking at you as you picked up your own coffee and sipped. As his last finger disappeared, Rooster opened his mouth.
“Wow, Hangman… Admiral’s daughter, huh?” Bradley laughed, easing the tension around the table. A few still exchanged nervous glances and Halo looked stupefied, but most had returned to their conversations.
“In my defence, I didn’t know until after Christmas,” Jake replied, shooting you a wink. 
“I spent so many evenings telling you what a hot piece of ass I thought that man was and NEVER did you think to mention he was your DAD?!” Halo shouted so loud that half the mess hall turned to look around. Phoenix choked on her coffee and Coyote patted her back.
“Awww, Halo has a cruush” Fanboy sang, “Halo and Cyclone sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G”
“Leave me alone. There’s nothing wrong with liking older guys,” she said, offended by their teasing. When the boys laughed at her statement, she added, “Why are you fixating on that when he clearly seemed familiar with Bob too. I mean, he gave him a coffee.” 
“I -- maybe -- there’s nothing weird about bringing me a coffee… ‘t’s just a nice gesture,” Bob said, getting quieter as the sentence went on.
Fanboy turned towards him, “No, actually it’s totally not normal. Spill, are you like his kid too,” he joked. Bob thought about it for a moment and Fanboy groaned, hanging his head low.
“I have used too many insults to describe that man around you in the last three years…” he lamented, “You could have just told me, or y’know, asked me to stop, dropped a hint, just give me any indication that saying Cyclone had a stick so far up his ass that he could probably taste it was not a good idea…” 
“Hey man, it’s alright, you didn’t know,” Bob said, trying to make him feel better. 
At that moment Maverick called through the mess hall, “Alright everyone, let's get out to the hanger, they’re about to let people in.” 
When the clock ticked eleven people began streaming through the bases’ gates. The team stood in front of the hangar with Maverick, waiting to be spotted. Penny and Amelia were the first to make their way. Harvard’s family joined them in second, followed by Coyote’s, Halo’s, Yale’s and then, Phoenix’s. Chatter filled the echoing space, making it seem much more crowded than it actually was. 
“I’m going to get some fresh air,” you told Jake, who was deep in conversation with Coyote. He smiled at you in acknowledgement. 
You found an overturned metal box to sit on, not wanting to get your uniform dirty. 
San Diego had been unusually rainy for the past two weeks, soaking everything in a coat of mud and watermarks. But today, as if the sky had known about family day on base, the clouds had vanished to make way for a beautiful blue sky, golden sun and warm temperature. The only reminder of the almost constant storm left were the puddles yet to dry on the tarmac. 
“Got room for one more?” Bob asked, gently pushing you to the side of your box so he could keep himself dry too. 
“Maria is coming,” you said.
Bob turned away from you slightly so you wouldn’t catch his smile, “I know. She texted me, we’re going on a date tonight,” he said, forgetting to hide his grin, “You sure Jake doesn’t have a problem with it?” Bob asked, with worry in his tone.
Jake had gone through stages. At first he had been accepting, then, after a week, he had grown crabby at the thought of his baby sister possibly dating one of his friends, and now, he had turned right around to be accepting. You knew though, that deep down, Jake was excited about having Bob as a brother. 
“No,” you said, “he’s happy for you. He knows you’ll treat Maria right, and he knows that if you don’t Maria will be more than happy to set you straight,” you added. Bob chuckled a little.
“Speaking of, I think that’s them, isn’t it?” he said, pointing towards a group of people now making their way to hangar six. Even in the distance, you could see Isabella’s exasperated facial expression and Tony’s shit eating grin. 
Maria waved at you and you waved back, next to you, Bob jumped up from his seat and dusted off his uniform with a deep exhale. He looked at you with a smile, “I have it bad, right?”
“I don’t think you’ll recover,” you joked as Jake’s family steadily approached. They were now only a few feet away. 
“Y/n , it is so good to see you!” Isabella said, kissing your cheeks before moving on to Bob, “Where is my son?” she asked.
Jake stepped out of the hangar behind her as soon as he heard her voice. Despite having excused himself from whatever conversation he had been engaged in inside, Coyote and Fanboy had followed him out. Jake hadn’t invited anyone to family day before and everyone was curious to know the people responsible for Hangman. You could see in their faces that they hadn’t expected Isabella and Giovanni, however. 
“I’m here. I’m here --” Jake started.
“Pensavo di averti cresciuto meglio! Smetti di rispondere a tua madre!” Isabella chastised him, clearly upset Jake had turned off his phone. 
“Il mio telefono ha esaurito la batteria,” Jake lied. When he caught your eye, he winked, you knew damn well his phone hadn’t died, "Buongiorno" he told everyone. 
“Ci presenti i tuoi amici?” Tony asked, nodding towards Fanboy and Coyote who had now been joined by Rooster and Maverick. They too seemed to be waiting for an introduction.
“Sure. Can we switch back to english?” Jake said, sounding a little annoyed at the show his family was putting on. 
Giovanni huffed, “Come mai? L'italiano non ti basta adesso? Stai diventando un americano?” his voice had been meant as a joking jab, you’re sure, but there was real venom in the words, ‘Italian not good enough for you? Are you becoming American?’
Jake rolled his eyes, ignoring his father’s outraged questions, “This is Fanboy,” he tapped the man on his shoulder, Mickey waved a little, “This is Coyote, he’s my friend from the academy,” Javi nodded slightly, “This is Rooster,” he turned towards Tony, “guarda quei ridicoli baffi.”
“Hey!” Rooster exclaimed at Jake’s jab, “Watch what you’re saying, I do speak Italian. And my moustache is classy, not ridiculous. ”
“You speak Italian?” Jake asked, surprised. 
“Yeah I was stationed in Rome for a year after Top Gun,” Rooster explained, “I picked up some of the language.” he shrugged. Jake looked a little impressed. 
“This is Maverick,” he said, pointing at the instructor standing next to Rooster, “Do you speak Italian?” he asked, when Mav shook his head, he turned back to his family, “E quello che ho buttato fuori dal bar,” he said towards Tony. He’d told the story of throwing Mav out of the bar a million times by now and it never failed to make others laugh. Tony tried to hold in a smile.
“It’s not the full team, but everyone else is busy. We might see them later though,” Jake concluded, “Now, what are you doing here. I don’t remember inviting you,” he told Tony.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot, Jake Seresin is too cool for his family. First you renounce Italian, now your brother… What’s next? The Catholic church?” Tony replied, earning himself some shocked gasps from his wife and mother and a sharp pinch on the arm from his father.
“Non scherziamo su cose del genere,” Giovanni Senior growled menacingly. Jake looked at his brother for a moment as Tony tried to evade his gaze. Implying a rejection of the Catholic church was almost a death sentence for the Seresins, which Tony wouldn’t even think of doing under normal circumstances. Jake narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“What are you hiding?” Jake asked. Everyone turned around to look at Tony. He’d never been good under stress, you had seen it when the boys had played poker at Christmas. Tony had a tick, whenever he bluffed, or someone asked something that made him uncomfortable, his eyebrow twitched. You saw the concentration in Tony’s face as he desperately tried to control the muscle.
He was saved from his involuntary muscle spasm when Annie shouted your name, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind as she ran towards you, and Audrey hot on her heels. You detached yourself from the group and joined them halfway. 
“Oh my God, I have missed you so much!” she exclaimed, grabbing your face in both of her hands and kissing your forehead, “Look at you! You look gorgeous!” 
Annie engulfed you in a bone breaking hug, “Annie, let her breathe for a moment,” Audrey said, engulfing you in her own arms as soon as her eldest sister let go. 
“I thought I heard a noise!” Cyclone’s voice rang behind you, “How is it that in a base full of people, I can only hear you?” he joked.
“It’s because you love us. Your ears are trained to recognise our voices,” Annie joked, hugging him tightly, this time Audrey didn’t wait for her sister to let go before hugging too. 
“I do love you, you are right.” he said, hugging back, “So, have you two met Y/n’s boyfriend yet, or will this be the first time?”
“We briefly met on the phone,” Jake replied for them, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, “Ladies, it is a pleasure to finally meet in person.”
“Huh,” Annie said, “I thought you’d be taller.”
“Yeah, I’m the runt of the litter,” he joked, nodding back to Tony and Giovanni who were standing there talking to Maverick, towering over everyone else, “I make up for it in humour though,” he said, earning himself an approving smile off of Audrey.
“Well, it’s lovely to meet you too. You really should introduce her to your friend, she might lighten up a little,” Audrey laughed while Annie rolled her eyes, “It would be good for you. You wouldn’t smother me as much,” she turned towards you, “She tried tying my shoelaces for me this morning.”
Audrey put down her handbag and took off her scarf, swinging it over Cyclone’s shoulder before taking off her coat and folding it into her bag.
“I work in a nursery, it’s a habit,” Annie defended herself, “But please do introduce me to your friend,” she asked Jake, a hint of desperation in her voice.
“Now, which friend are we talking about?” Cyclone interjected, placing a protective arm over Annie and Audrey’s shoulders.
“Rooster,” you and Jake answered simultaneously. Cyclone paused for a minute. He looked at Bradley and then at Annie, “I can see it,” he said.
“Girls, as much as I would love to show you around with Y/n, I have some work to do. I won’t be free today. Maybe we can grab a coffee tomorrow and catch up?” he added.
“Sure,” you agreed, turning away to walk back to the hangar, “Come on, I’ll show you my plane.” 
Cyclone had already walked away when Audrey realised he had taken her scarf with him. “Admiral,” she screamed with no effect, “Admiral,” she tried again. So much for only being able to hear them, you could see her think, “DAD!” she finally screamed, taking a leaf out of your book. He turned around with a puzzled look. As Audrey tapped her own shoulder, Cyclone looked down to find what had caused the commotion. He jogged back towards them and gave it back with a kiss to her cheek, before kissing you and Annie on the forehead one last time. 
Jake pressed a kiss to your head, “I’m going to show my family around but we should get dinner together tonight okay?”
“Sounds good,” you said, giving him a brilliant smile and a kiss on his lips, “I love you.” 
“I love you too,” he said back before turning to your sisters, “Have a good day ladies, I’ll see you again tonight.” 
“Bye Jake,” Annie and Audrey called out after him. They both turned to you then, Audrey speaking first, “Okay so I know we said he was liquid fire on that video call but damn Y/N, he is like molten lava in person. I need to find myself a fighter pilot.” 
You laughed at her, “Well lucky for you there is a whole base of them here.” 
Before they could continue on the conversation you started to walk away from them, “Come on, let’s go see my plane.” 
Following behind you, your sisters chatted, occasionally pulling you into the conversation as well. The day on base passed quickly. Annie and Audrey oo-ed and ah-ed over your plane and the different training equipment that they saw as well as some of the other equipment that the Navy had brought out for the day. By the time the afternoon set in, you were exhausted and your voice was tired of being used. 
“Do you two want to come back to my apartment before dinner?” you asked them, “I bought a bottle or two of that wine we like.” 
“That sounds lovely,” Annie said, trying to fan herself with a pamphlet that she had picked up along the way, “Indiana is brutal but it is hot hot hot, today.” 
You laughed, “Yeah, you get used to it,” you said, walking with them back to the parking lot. 
They climbed into your car chatting the whole way home. All three of you let out sighs as the cool air inside the apartment hit your hot bodies. Annie sat down on the couch and took off her shoes, “This is what heaven feels like,” she said as she laid her head back on the cushion.
You and Audrey laughed as you popped open the bottle of wine, “Now it’s heaven,” you said, passing her a glass. 
It was only three and you had agreed to meet Jake and his family for dinner around five. When you made the plans with him that morning, he promised to pick you and your sisters up. When the three of you were together things had a tendency to get rowdy quickly, and today was no exception. 
The two hours passed quickly, and promptly at five there was a sharp knock on the door. You practically skipped down the hall before wrenching the door open, and excited, “Jakey!’ leaving your mouth. 
“Darlin’,” he said questioningly, accepting the hug that you pulled him into before pushing you back slightly to see why you were in such a good mood. The loud laughter coming from within the apartment as well as the sound of pop music started to clue him into what you had been up to, he cracked a smile before asking, “You doin’ some pregaming?” 
You laughed, “Well when we got back a glass of wine sounded so nice, but now that I think about it, I can’t remember the last time we ate.” 
Jake shook his head, “Well we better get you ladies to dinner then, are you ready?” 
Pulling him into the apartment, you pushed the door closed, “I think so, let me gather them up.” 
The drive to the Hard Deck was interesting from Jake’s perspective. The three women with him kept singing to the radio and every now and then Annie and Audrey would let out loud awes at your hand holding. 
When you got there, Jake helped you out of his truck before leading everyone inside. His family had gotten there early, claiming a table towards the back of the place. The kitchen was open until ten so there was plenty of time still to order food. As the night progressed, you had sobered up, but your sisters were down to have a good time. 
Tony had his hands full trying to keep up dancing with Audrey, he was the only one you trusted to make sure she didn’t wander off, and you were sure that Sofia wouldn’t mind since she hadn’t been able to come. 
You had lost sight of Annie a few hours ago, but Jake had eased your anxious looks when he pointed her and Rooster out to you, they were leaned up against the bar talking. 
As Tony and Audrey rejoined you and Jake at the table, he looked at his brother, “So Tony, where is Sofia, I would have loved to see her here.” 
His eyebrow started twitching, “Ah…well you know…she was feeling a bit under the weather…thought it might be a cold…so she decided to stay home.” 
Jake laughed deeply, “Just tell us Tony, you’re a shit liar.” 
Tony grumbled, “Oh lei mi ucciderà…She will kill me, I swear… Sofia is pregnant!” he finished excitedly. 
Everyone at the table cheered, Isabella even going as far as shedding a few tears, “Mio figlio, my son, another baby! How exciting!” 
“I knew you were hiding something!” Jake cheered, “Congratulations man! How’s Sofia feeling about it?”
“She was over the moon when we found out and now that the morning sickness is in full swing, she glares at me whenever I enter a room…” Tony joked, “I get it though, she’s having a rough go of it. It was the same with Catalina, so hopefully it eases up as the pregnancy goes on.” 
Jake nodded, his mouth opened to say something, but you spoke first, “How is Catalina?”
“We haven’t told her yet. You guys are actually the first to know, so I would appreciate it if you kept it quiet.” Tony said, addressing the last part to the whole table.
Everyone chimed in with ‘of course’’s and ‘for sure’’s, and Tony relaxed, everyone had noticed how tense he was before but nobody had said anything about it. 
You looked around, realising that you hadn’t seen Maria and Bob in a while. Turning to Jake, you asked, “What are Maria and Bob up to tonight?” 
“Well Maria said that he was taking her to the boardwalk, they are going to take the ferry into San Diego for part of the night I think, there was a street fair or something he had heard about,” Jake whispered in your ear, not wanting the rest of his family to spoil their night. 
“Oh that’s nice for them,” you said, glancing down at your watch, “We should probably leave soon, or these two will be nightmares to get to church tomorrow morning.” 
Jake laughed, “Alright, let's round them up then.” 
He drove you home, the truck quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the open windows. In the distance you could hear the gentle melody of fairground music rising through the air. You smiled at Jake, “We should go some day.” 
“Sure, I thought you didn’t like rollercoasters, though,” Jake said, giving you a nervous look. 
“I’m sure I’ll be okay with what they have, if not, I guess I’ll just have to hold your candy cane,” you replied, moving your hand from your lap to rest on top of his over the gear stick.
Your phone buzzed in your lap. You unlocked the device to see a text from Bob, it was a picture. The photograph had been taken from the top of the ferris wheel where Bob and seemed to be sitting with one arm over Mara’s shoulders. She was leaning into him, her head on his shoulder and one of her hands laying flat against his torso. Behind them, the San Diego skyline stretched far, the lights and lamps throughout the city shining bright in the phone’s front facing camera. Another text came in a minute later, “Thinking of you guys, did you have a nice evening?”
“I take it it’s going well?” you texted back, “Evening went well, my sisters got plastered.”
Bobby boy: Yes! We’re getting off the wheel now, I think we’re going for hot dogs after. Nice, I want to meet them properly, they seem fun.
“We’re meeting dad for lunch after church tomorrow, tag along?” you asked. Bob sent back a yellow thumbs up.
----
The next morning was rough to say the least. Your sisters awoke with moans and groans from all the drinks the night before, but after a few Tylenol and a cup of coffee each, they were up and ready to go. The drive to church was quiet save for the praise playlist that you had turned on. 
When you arrived, they both got out, pinning their chapel veils to their heads. This is the part of the day that you were dreading the most. You pulled out the chapel veil that Jake bought you for Christmas and began pinning it to your head. Upon seeing the lace fabric that you were using, Annie and Audrey both stopped walking beside you. 
“Y/N, what is that?” Annie asked quietly. 
“What?” you asked, trying to play dumb. 
Audrey sighed, “Don’t play dumb. That’s a new chapel veil.”
“Yeah,” you said quietly, “Jake got it for me.” 
“Why did he do that?” they both asked. 
“Um…because he wanted to be nice?” you said, but the nerves laced into your voice gave you away. 
“What happened to grandma’s?” Annie asked, her face more stern than you had ever seen it. 
“Um…about that…when I was at Jake’s family’s for Thanksgiving his niece went through my bag and she accidentally ripped it…she is only two and she didn’t know better, but its…its ruined,” you said, tears coming to your eyes once again at the thought of what happened. 
Annie’s face softened at that, and she pulled you into a hug, “Hey, it's alright. You took such good care of it for so many years, something was bound to happen sooner or later.” 
At that moment, you felt a hand on your back, Annie let you go and you turned to see Jake, he was giving you a concerned look, “You okay?” 
You nodded, wiping away your tears, “Yeah, I’m alright.” 
He pulled you into his side, squeezing you there gently before taking your hand in his and leading the way into the church. Audrey and Annie sat with the two of you in the back row, Jake’s family sitting to his right and you and your sisters sitting to his left. A few minutes before mass started, Cyclone came in with Elizabeth and joined the group on your side of the pew. 
Jake still pressed a kiss to your cheek when sharing peace and held your hand during the Our Father. At the end of mass, he bid you goodbye, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll see you after your lunch?” he asked. 
“Yeah, I’ll let you know once I get these two dropped off at the airport,” you replied smiling. 
Jake bid your sisters goodbye before leaving with his own family, they were headed to their own breakfast before the Seresin clan headed back to Texas. They all gave you a hug, Isabella pressing a gentle kiss to both of your cheeks, before they climbed into Giovanni Senior’s truck and followed Jake into town. 
The diner you were meeting Cyclone at was just down the street. Annie and Audrey took off their chapel veils and tucked them into their luggage carefully before the three of you drove to breakfast, parking the car next to Elizabeth’s SUV and Bob’s Astra
“Hey kids,” Cyclone called out, ushering his brood into the diner, “You ready for some breakfast?” 
“Ready as ever Dad,” Annie called out with a smile, the three of you making your way up the stairs into the building. 
Cyclone gave each of you a side hug, holding the door open and bringing up the back just behind you. Your group was crowded together for a minute before the hostess had gathered enough menus to take you to a table. 
The eleven of you enjoyed the meal and at the end, with much protesting from Annie, Audrey, Bob, and yourself, Cyclone picked up the whole bill, simply saying, “I don’t get to take my adoptive kids out to breakfast as much as I would like, let me treat you.” 
When it was time to be headed to the airport you all made your goodbyes. Annie and Audrey were both a little tearful when giving Cyclone and Elizabeth hugs. They might not be your parents, but they were sure as hell the closest thing you had for a long time. 
You dropped your sisters off at the airport with hugs, tears, and the promise that you would see them on your next long leave. You stood at the bottom of the escalators watching as they rose to the security floor, giving one last wave before they were out of sight. 
Climbing back in your car, you sent Jake a text. 
Girls dropped off, heading home :(
Jakey <3: I’ll meet you there. 
Jakey <3: My family just left too. 
While family day was nice, it was always hard saying goodbye. As if the weather could sense your mood, it started to rain softly on your way home. Jake was waiting for you at your apartment when you arrived, and he had already picked out a movie to watch. You smiled when you recognized the beginning of the film, Pride and Prejudice (2005) was your comfort movie. You hadn’t mentioned that to Jake more than once, but he must have remembered. 
After changing from your church dress to a pair of warm sweatpants and a t-shirt you snuggled up next to him on the couch. You laid your head on his shoulder, inhaling his clean, manly scent. He squeezed you to his side, no words were needed to communicate the melancholy that you were feeling. The afternoon passed in a blur and the last thing you thought before falling asleep was how even the stupidly handsome Matthew Macfayden had nothing on how Jake had looked while standing in the rain. 
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As I am perpetually needy for reedy, I'd like to know:
1. How many people does Jessica have in her family?
2. What all hobbies does Jessica have?
3. Does Dev ever make an appearance again? I just loved it when he flirted with Jessica and made Jake jealous 😋
Also, I have to say, I love the fact that you have some special items for every series you have i.e. Physics journals for Jake & Jessica, the Bronco & Marry Me Rooster for Roo & BG and so on 😃
Thanks for sending these thoughtful questions, Renee! I too am perpertually needy for reedy, so here we go:
Jessica has a small family. I can see her with an older step sibling or half sibling. Other than that, it's just her parents.
Jessica loves to play Dungeons & Dragons. She hasn't met anyone to play with since moving to San Diego, but she used to play in a campaign when she was at Texas A&M when she was a graduate student. But now that she has finally made friends in Cali, I feel like she would joing a campaign again (with Bob and Fanboy perhaps?)
I LOVE Dev. I have loved him since Old Habits! Jake will never not be jealous of that man, and honestly I think he needs that lol. Should we bring Dev back in Covering the Classics?
Thank you so much. It delights me when someone notices all the weird little things that I lace into each story lol. Jake and Jessica will forever be Sam Adams beer, peanuts, and scientific journals to me.
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Church Encounters Chapter 9
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Jake didn’t usually help with the teens but Bob had convinced him a few weeks after Christmas that it wouldn’t be bad. His only experience was with three to seven year olds, even at home, so now that he was sitting with the sixteen years olds he found he didn’t really know what to say. He couldn’t really ask what their mummy and daddy did for work, or if they had learned any cool dinosaur facts at school, or even if they had learned any fun things in Sunday school. Jake was feeling way out of his depth. The campfire had been a good idea, the country boy inside him was satisfied, but that didn’t help that the few months of planning felt like a waste now that he was here. 
It felt like being back in highschool. The kids were all talking amongst themselves, in cliques and groups, it was the same type of gossip too. Who was dating who, who was breaking up, did you hear what Patricia said to Joan, I heard Millie’s parents are getting divorced. Really, the entire thing was making him panic. 
Jake desperately wanted to take a walk and shake off the feeling, but the rational part of his brain, the one that was keeping him firmly seated on the uncomfortable log next to Bob, was reminding him that he was in his thirties now, he was an adult. It didn’t really do much to make him feel better.
“You okay, man?” Bob’s youth ministering partner asked, he was a lanky dude with a goatee and an uncanny resemblance to Shaggy from Scooby Doo. Jake didn’t know his name, the man had been way too absorbed by playing the bongos by himself for most of the evening to bother with introductions. 
“I feel like I’m back at school again,” Jake said, taking a swig from his bottle of coke. One thing had changed since High School at least, his taste buds had stopped liking sugary drinks. 
“I getcha, man,” the man replied, “I’m Freddie,” he added, sticking out his hand for Jake to shake, “though I can’t see why you wouldn’t like high school.” 
Jake snorted. Where to begin, really? He hadn’t always been big and muscular, that was the result of a pretty drastic lifestyle change when he entered basic training. Jake had been awkwardly long and lanky for most of his life, coupled with a few unfortunate hairstyles and the ability to somehow turn every conversation into talking about the Lord, teenage Jake Seresin had been less than popular.
He’d started being mean on purpose then, a skill he now exercised liberally as a sort of shield he regretted having developed at all. Still, the Seresin charm eventually appeared and things started to look up in senior year. Despite his brand new friends, he’d never managed to shake that strange awkwardness and defensive aggressivity about him. 
“I liked leaving highschool,” Jake replied, knowing it cleared nothing up and unwilling to expand.
One of the kids snorted, “I don’t believe that,” he said, “You seem like the kind of guy who’d have dated the cheer captain or something,” he added. 
“Don’t pay him any mind,” Freddie said, “He’s going through his first big boy breakup.”
Freddie had said it in such a mocking way that Jake found himself disliking the man even before the sentence was finished.
“That sucks, kid, I’m sorry. Trust me, I know what it feels like,” Jake said.
The kid looked at him for a second, “You do?”
“Sure,” Jake smiled, “What’s your name?”
“Peter Marshall,” the kid replied.
“Well, Peter Marshall, my first ‘big boy breakup’ was with a girl called Stacey Callahan. We met at my cousin’s weekly Dungeons and Dragons night and we dated for all of senior year. Like all teens, I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with her. I thought we were going to go to college with her, get married, buy a house, have 2.5 kids, you know. The whole nine yards. And then, the day before we were leaving for college, I found out she was cheating on me with my cousin. I think I cried for a whole week straight,” Jake said his best adult voice. 
“Stacey Callahan is a bitch,” Peter concluded, Jake nodded.
“True. But if I hadn’t gone out with Stacey Callahan I wouldn’t have met my girlfriend,” Jake continued, “When I finished crying, I prayed for a while. I really spoke about everything with the Lord, talked about the things I hadn’t updated him on while I was busy with Stacey. Asked him to forgive me for missing church a few times… You know. In the end I also asked him for guidance.” 
“A week later, as I’m still unpacking boxes in my college dorm room, I find that my grandmother has packed me a memory box of my grandfather’s stuff. In that box there’s a pack of letters from my grandfather. He described what it was like to fly and it resonated in me so much that I signed up for the Navy the next day. If I had been with Stacey, I’m sure she’d have talked me out of it. But I signed up for the Navy, went to Top Gun and then I met my girlfriend. She’s everything I have ever prayed for,” Jake finished quietly. He hadn't confessed that to many people. 
Peter considered him for a moment before asking, “Do you think that she was sent to you?” 
Jake let out a laugh, “I don’t know what I did to deserve her but yes, I think she was. But you have to remember that the Lord makes things happen in His own time. I had to wait a few years before I got her, but there was a reason for that, I just don’t know it.” 
“Do you think that you ever will?” he asked Jake. 
It was Jake’s turn to think for a moment, “No, but I don’t think I need to. We need to trust that the Lord has a plan for us, and he will reward our faithfulness and devotion to him with what we need when we need it.” 
Peter nodded. Jake gave him a kind smile before standing up, “Who’s ready for s’mores?”
Jake and Bob made their way to his truck, grabbing the s’mores stuff from the back seat. Before they rejoined the group around the campfire, Jake asked, “You don’t think that was too much do you?”
“Nah, I think you gave him some good stuff to think about. Maybe he will pray on it too,” Bob said, patting Jake on the back, “At least I know you gave me some stuff to pray about.” 
Jake grabbed Bob’s shoulder, “Hey man, I know you’ve had an eye on Maria, and I’m happy for you, just treat her right, okay?”
Jake saw a tint of red come over Bob’s cheeks, “Yeah, I have no doubt that she wouldn’t stand for anything less.” 
“Alright then,” Jake said, “Let’s get these kids some s’mores before their parents come.” 
Bob busied himself distributing the ingredients, and giving each kid a plate and a napkin while Jake stoked the fire. When he sat back down on the log, Jake found that Peter had moved to sit next to him. 
“Can I ask a question?” he asked, his voice sounding a little apprehensive. When Jake nodded, Peter took a deep breath in, “How do I pray? -- I mean I know how to pray, and like, I know the types of prayer but I mean, you know, how do I pray?”
“You’re going to have to be a little clearer,” Jake said. Peter smiled a little.
“You said that your girl was everything you prayed for. I pray everyday: I pray the rosary, I pray the Our Father, I try to talk to the Lord but I don’t know if I’m doing it right,” Peter explained.
Jake was quiet for a minute, thinking his answer through, “Well, the rosary is great, and the Our Father is too, but I think you’re looking at it wrong. You’re looking at prayer like it’s something on your to do list, talking to the Good Lord is more something that needs to be on a schedule, like -- err -- meeting a friend for coffee. Next time you try and sit down with God, maybe look at it like updating your dad on your life, you know? Like you tell him what you’ve been doing, how you’ve been doing. You talk to him about your plans, your hopes, your dreams and what you’re scared of. Just be casual if you have to, you know, just as long as you get the words out. I know some people who write down prayers if they can’t say them, there’s no wrong way, I don’t think. Just make sure that you tell him you love him, you know? Like you’d tell your dad. Tell him you love him and that you’re grateful for the life you have. The Lord put a lot of work into making your life perfect for you, it’s important we let him know we appreciate it.”
Peter was quiet for a moment, drinking in the conversation. Next to Jake, Bob had picked up his guitar. He had put it on his knee, one arm ready to tune the strings, but he hadn’t moved while Jake spoke. Jake felt himself grow self conscious. 
“Maybe -- err -- maybe Bob or Freddie can give a different opinion?” He stuttered out. 
Freddie opened his mouth, but Bob interrupted, “No, I think you explained it very well,” he said, giving Jake a smile.
“It was very genuine,” Peter said, looking at him, “You’re good at this. You’re good at speaking about the Lord and helping people find their ways.”
Jake nodded, “I wanted to be a priest when I was little. I figured learning how to speak was a good idea,” he explained.
“I mean yeah, but that was -- you can’t learn how to find the right words. That’s just you,” Bob said, gently patting his back.
“Was that before Stacey Callahan?” Peter asked, Jake nodded with a shy smile, “So, when you signed up for the navy, being a youth minister was kind of your backup plan?” Peter questioned.
“No. When I signed up for the navy, I figured I had left that all behind, but then I went to Top Gun, managed to piss everyone off and made a grand total of one friend. I was just really lonely, so I went to church on a random Tuesday at like, eleven pm and I was expecting to find it closed. But when I pushed the door, the lock gave way and the door opened. I just kind of walked in and kneeled in front of the altar and prayed for a while.” Jake explained, “Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I just about jumped out of my skin, when I turned around Father John was just standing there. I think he thought I was drunk or something, but I stood up, explained everything and told him I was missing home. Halfway through he interrupted me and asked if I wanted to be a youth minister, he thought it would suit me. I said yes and here I am now.”
“Peter’s right, you do know how to tell a story,” one of the girls asked. Jake had felt them looking at him from their log for the entirety of his conversation with Peter. “Why don’t you do the abstinence talk? I bet we’d understand things so much more,” she added. 
Bob had chosen that very unfortunate moment to be drinking from his coke. As soon as she spoke, a laugh came out of his throat and made him choke on the soda, Jake patted him on the back, trying to hide his deer-in-the-headlights look.
“Yeah, Jake,” Bob coughed, “Why don’t you do the talk about abstinence?”
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The mess hall was booming with people excitedly chatting about the family day that was about to start. With five minutes left to wait on the clock, phones were starting to ring and buzz and siblings had started flocking together. Fanboy had found his sister and had dragged her away from her own friends to join his. Vegas had been dragged away by her brother and Harvard and his brothers had decided to meet in the middle and commandeer a separate table so the four of them could chat and wait. Eventually though, they all joined your table and soon enough, everyone was yelling over everyone else trying to get themselves heard.
“I would appreciate it if you kept the noise down,” Admiral Simpson spoke, his stern voice cutting right through the excitement, “Captain Mitchell, keep your students under control,” he added. Maverick nodded quietly with the facial expression of a man who had no intention of doing what he was told. 
“Dove, Lieutenant Floyd, you seem to be the only ones here not screaming. Help Captain Mitchell keep it down,” he added, shooting you and Bob a look.
“Yeah, sure thing Dad,” you said with a laugh as Bob chuckled into his drink, knowing very well that nothing anyone could say would keep this bunch calm. If family day hadn’t excited them to that point, the seventeen disposable cups of coffee currently littering the table would be enough to cause a commotion. 
It took a second for it to dawn on you but as soon as you had finished your sentence the table had gone quiet.
“Did you just call Admiral Simpson dad?” Vegas snorted. 
The table roared with laughter at your mistake, only Jake and Bob remained serious. You felt a deep blush creep up your face, turning you a lovely shade of fuschia. Seeing your embarrassment, Cyclone decided to step in.
“Your sister’s called, they’ll be late. Although I don’t know why they bother to warn us, I swear Annie would show up late to her own funeral,” he said.
“Wait,” Fanboy said, the smile that had been plastered on his face slowly sliding off, “Are you serious? Is Cyclone your dad?”
“Admiral Simpson, Lieutenant Garcia. And yes, we are serious. Now keep it down,” he said, shooting you a wink, and patting Bob on the back as a goodbye gesture. In the distance you could see Cyclone removing the phone from his back pocket.
Dadclone: Hope they don’t give you too much shit for this…
You could see him standing by the vending machine, pushing a coin into the slot and punching in some numbers, a mischievous smirk plastered on his face. 
‘Bullshit, you live for this,’ you texted back.
Cyclone moved away from the vending machine to stand in the queue for a coffee. He picked up two cups and filled one with black coffee, the other he filled up to the halfway mark and poured milk in to make up the rest. He typed a text with one hand as he fitted the lids on top of the cups.
Dadclone: Watch your language.
Dadclone: (You are right, I live for this)
You let out a chuckle.
‘You evil evil man,’ you replied.
Dadclone: :’)
Dadclone: It’s my revenge for that stupid music set. Just so you know, Elisabeth has already lost a third of it.
Dadclone: Accidentally of course.
‘Of course.’
Cyclone was making his way back to your table. Without saying a word he deposited the two cups of coffee in front of you and Bob, keeping the double decker chocolate bar for himself. Leaving you in the aftermath of his kind gesture with a shit eating grin on his face. Once he had disappeared back into the corridor, your phone buzzed again.
Dadclone: I like being your dad.
The table had been eerily quiet up until that point. Bob raised up the coffee cup to his lips and winced at the boiling hot liquid. On the table, you could see him tapping three of his fingers. He removed a finger, winking at you as you picked up your own coffee and sipped. As his last finger disappeared, Rooster opened his mouth.
“Wow, Hangman… Admiral’s daughter, huh?” Bradley laughed, easing the tension around the table. A few still exchanged nervous glances and Halo looked stupefied, but most had returned to their conversations.
“In my defence, I didn’t know until after Christmas,” Jake replied, shooting you a wink. 
“I spent so many evenings telling you what a hot piece of ass I thought that man was and NEVER did you think to mention he was your DAD?!” Halo shouted so loud that half the mess hall turned to look around. Phoenix choked on her coffee and Coyote patted her back.
“Awww, Halo has a cruush” Fanboy sang, “Halo and Cyclone sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G”
“Leave me alone. There’s nothing wrong with liking older guys,” she said, offended by their teasing. When the boys laughed at her statement, she added, “Why are you fixating on that when he clearly seemed familiar with Bob too. I mean, he gave him a coffee.” 
“I -- maybe -- there’s nothing weird about bringing me a coffee… ‘t’s just a nice gesture,” Bob said, getting quieter as the sentence went on.
Fanboy turned towards him, “No, actually it’s totally not normal. Spill, are you like his kid too,” he joked. Bob thought about it for a moment and Fanboy groaned, hanging his head low.
“I have used too many insults to describe that man around you in the last three years…” he lamented, “You could have just told me, or y’know, asked me to stop, dropped a hint, just give me any indication that saying Cyclone had a stick so far up his ass that he could probably taste it was not a good idea…” 
“Hey man, it’s alright, you didn’t know,” Bob said, trying to make him feel better. 
At that moment Maverick called through the mess hall, “Alright everyone, let's get out to the hanger, they’re about to let people in.” 
When the clock ticked eleven people began streaming through the bases’ gates. The team stood in front of the hangar with Maverick, waiting to be spotted. Penny and Amelia were the first to make their way. Harvard’s family joined them in second, followed by Coyote’s, Halo’s, Yale’s and then, Phoenix’s. Chatter filled the echoing space, making it seem much more crowded than it actually was. 
“I’m going to get some fresh air,” you told Jake, who was deep in conversation with Coyote. He smiled at you in acknowledgement. 
You found an overturned metal box to sit on, not wanting to get your uniform dirty. 
San Diego had been unusually rainy for the past two weeks, soaking everything in a coat of mud and watermarks. But today, as if the sky had known about family day on base, the clouds had vanished to make way for a beautiful blue sky, golden sun and warm temperature. The only reminder of the almost constant storm left were the puddles yet to dry on the tarmac. 
“Got room for one more?” Bob asked, gently pushing you to the side of your box so he could keep himself dry too. 
“Maria is coming,” you said.
Bob turned away from you slightly so you wouldn’t catch his smile, “I know. She texted me, we’re going on a date tonight,” he said, forgetting to hide his grin, “You sure Jake doesn’t have a problem with it?” Bob asked, with worry in his tone.
Jake had gone through stages. At first he had been accepting, then, after a week, he had grown crabby at the thought of his baby sister possibly dating one of his friends, and now, he had turned right around to be accepting. You knew though, that deep down, Jake was excited about having Bob as a brother. 
“No,” you said, “he’s happy for you. He knows you’ll treat Maria right, and he knows that if you don’t Maria will be more than happy to set you straight,” you added. Bob chuckled a little.
“Speaking of, I think that’s them, isn’t it?” he said, pointing towards a group of people now making their way to hangar six. Even in the distance, you could see Isabella’s exasperated facial expression and Tony’s shit eating grin. 
Maria waved at you and you waved back, next to you, Bob jumped up from his seat and dusted off his uniform with a deep exhale. He looked at you with a smile, “I have it bad, right?”
“I don’t think you’ll recover,” you joked as Jake’s family steadily approached. They were now only a few feet away. 
“Y/n , it is so good to see you!” Isabella said, kissing your cheeks before moving on to Bob, “Where is my son?” she asked.
Jake stepped out of the hangar behind her as soon as he heard her voice. Despite having excused himself from whatever conversation he had been engaged in inside, Coyote and Fanboy had followed him out. Jake hadn’t invited anyone to family day before and everyone was curious to know the people responsible for Hangman. You could see in their faces that they hadn’t expected Isabella and Giovanni, however. 
“I’m here. I’m here --” Jake started.
“Pensavo di averti cresciuto meglio! Smetti di rispondere a tua madre!” Isabella chastised him, clearly upset Jake had turned off his phone. 
“Il mio telefono ha esaurito la batteria,” Jake lied. When he caught your eye, he winked, you knew damn well his phone hadn’t died, "Buongiorno" he told everyone. 
“Ci presenti i tuoi amici?” Tony asked, nodding towards Fanboy and Coyote who had now been joined by Rooster and Maverick. They too seemed to be waiting for an introduction.
“Sure. Can we switch back to english?” Jake said, sounding a little annoyed at the show his family was putting on. 
Giovanni huffed, “Come mai? L'italiano non ti basta adesso? Stai diventando un americano?” his voice had been meant as a joking jab, you’re sure, but there was real venom in the words, ‘Italian not good enough for you? Are you becoming American?’
Jake rolled his eyes, ignoring his father’s outraged questions, “This is Fanboy,” he tapped the man on his shoulder, Mickey waved a little, “This is Coyote, he’s my friend from the academy,” Javi nodded slightly, “This is Rooster,” he turned towards Tony, “guarda quei ridicoli baffi.”
“Hey!” Rooster exclaimed at Jake’s jab, “Watch what you’re saying, I do speak Italian. And my moustache is classy, not ridiculous. ”
“You speak Italian?” Jake asked, surprised. 
“Yeah I was stationed in Rome for a year after Top Gun,” Rooster explained, “I picked up some of the language.” he shrugged. Jake looked a little impressed. 
“This is Maverick,” he said, pointing at the instructor standing next to Rooster, “Do you speak Italian?” he asked, when Mav shook his head, he turned back to his family, “E quello che ho buttato fuori dal bar,” he said towards Tony. He’d told the story of throwing Mav out of the bar a million times by now and it never failed to make others laugh. Tony tried to hold in a smile.
“It’s not the full team, but everyone else is busy. We might see them later though,” Jake concluded, “Now, what are you doing here. I don’t remember inviting you,” he told Tony.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot, Jake Seresin is too cool for his family. First you renounce Italian, now your brother… What’s next? The Catholic church?” Tony replied, earning himself some shocked gasps from his wife and mother and a sharp pinch on the arm from his father.
“Non scherziamo su cose del genere,” Giovanni Senior growled menacingly. Jake looked at his brother for a moment as Tony tried to evade his gaze. Implying a rejection of the Catholic church was almost a death sentence for the Seresins, which Tony wouldn’t even think of doing under normal circumstances. Jake narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“What are you hiding?” Jake asked. Everyone turned around to look at Tony. He’d never been good under stress, you had seen it when the boys had played poker at Christmas. Tony had a tick, whenever he bluffed, or someone asked something that made him uncomfortable, his eyebrow twitched. You saw the concentration in Tony’s face as he desperately tried to control the muscle.
He was saved from his involuntary muscle spasm when Annie shouted your name, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind as she ran towards you, and Audrey hot on her heels. You detached yourself from the group and joined them halfway. 
“Oh my God, I have missed you so much!” she exclaimed, grabbing your face in both of her hands and kissing your forehead, “Look at you! You look gorgeous!” 
Annie engulfed you in a bone breaking hug, “Annie, let her breathe for a moment,” Audrey said, engulfing you in her own arms as soon as her eldest sister let go. 
“I thought I heard a noise!” Cyclone’s voice rang behind you, “How is it that in a base full of people, I can only hear you?” he joked.
“It’s because you love us. Your ears are trained to recognise our voices,” Annie joked, hugging him tightly, this time Audrey didn’t wait for her sister to let go before hugging too. 
“I do love you, you are right.” he said, hugging back, “So, have you two met Y/n’s boyfriend yet, or will this be the first time?”
“We briefly met on the phone,” Jake replied for them, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, “Ladies, it is a pleasure to finally meet in person.”
“Huh,” Annie said, “I thought you’d be taller.”
“Yeah, I’m the runt of the litter,” he joked, nodding back to Tony and Giovanni who were standing there talking to Maverick, towering over everyone else, “I make up for it in humour though,” he said, earning himself an approving smile off of Audrey.
“Well, it’s lovely to meet you too. You really should introduce her to your friend, she might lighten up a little,” Audrey laughed while Annie rolled her eyes, “It would be good for you. You wouldn’t smother me as much,” she turned towards you, “She tried tying my shoelaces for me this morning.”
Audrey put down her handbag and took off her scarf, swinging it over Cyclone’s shoulder before taking off her coat and folding it into her bag.
“I work in a nursery, it’s a habit,” Annie defended herself, “But please do introduce me to your friend,” she asked Jake, a hint of desperation in her voice.
“Now, which friend are we talking about?” Cyclone interjected, placing a protective arm over Annie and Audrey’s shoulders.
“Rooster,” you and Jake answered simultaneously. Cyclone paused for a minute. He looked at Bradley and then at Annie, “I can see it,” he said.
“Girls, as much as I would love to show you around with Y/n, I have some work to do. I won’t be free today. Maybe we can grab a coffee tomorrow and catch up?” he added.
“Sure,” you agreed, turning away to walk back to the hangar, “Come on, I’ll show you my plane.” 
Cyclone had already walked away when Audrey realised he had taken her scarf with him. “Admiral,” she screamed with no effect, “Admiral,” she tried again. So much for only being able to hear them, you could see her think, “DAD!” she finally screamed, taking a leaf out of your book. He turned around with a puzzled look. As Audrey tapped her own shoulder, Cyclone looked down to find what had caused the commotion. He jogged back towards them and gave it back with a kiss to her cheek, before kissing you and Annie on the forehead one last time. 
Jake pressed a kiss to your head, “I’m going to show my family around but we should get dinner together tonight okay?”
“Sounds good,” you said, giving him a brilliant smile and a kiss on his lips, “I love you.” 
“I love you too,” he said back before turning to your sisters, “Have a good day ladies, I’ll see you again tonight.” 
“Bye Jake,” Annie and Audrey called out after him. They both turned to you then, Audrey speaking first, “Okay so I know we said he was liquid fire on that video call but damn Y/N, he is like molten lava in person. I need to find myself a fighter pilot.” 
You laughed at her, “Well lucky for you there is a whole base of them here.” 
Before they could continue on the conversation you started to walk away from them, “Come on, let’s go see my plane.” 
Following behind you, your sisters chatted, occasionally pulling you into the conversation as well. The day on base passed quickly. Annie and Audrey oo-ed and ah-ed over your plane and the different training equipment that they saw as well as some of the other equipment that the Navy had brought out for the day. By the time the afternoon set in, you were exhausted and your voice was tired of being used. 
“Do you two want to come back to my apartment before dinner?” you asked them, “I bought a bottle or two of that wine we like.” 
“That sounds lovely,” Annie said, trying to fan herself with a pamphlet that she had picked up along the way, “Indiana is brutal but it is hot hot hot, today.” 
You laughed, “Yeah, you get used to it,” you said, walking with them back to the parking lot. 
They climbed into your car chatting the whole way home. All three of you let out sighs as the cool air inside the apartment hit your hot bodies. Annie sat down on the couch and took off her shoes, “This is what heaven feels like,” she said as she laid her head back on the cushion.
You and Audrey laughed as you popped open the bottle of wine, “Now it’s heaven,” you said, passing her a glass. 
It was only three and you had agreed to meet Jake and his family for dinner around five. When you made the plans with him that morning, he promised to pick you and your sisters up. When the three of you were together things had a tendency to get rowdy quickly, and today was no exception. 
The two hours passed quickly, and promptly at five there was a sharp knock on the door. You practically skipped down the hall before wrenching the door open, and excited, “Jakey!’ leaving your mouth. 
“Darlin’,” he said questioningly, accepting the hug that you pulled him into before pushing you back slightly to see why you were in such a good mood. The loud laughter coming from within the apartment as well as the sound of pop music started to clue him into what you had been up to, he cracked a smile before asking, “You doin’ some pregaming?” 
You laughed, “Well when we got back a glass of wine sounded so nice, but now that I think about it, I can’t remember the last time we ate.” 
Jake shook his head, “Well we better get you ladies to dinner then, are you ready?” 
Pulling him into the apartment, you pushed the door closed, “I think so, let me gather them up.” 
The drive to the Hard Deck was interesting from Jake’s perspective. The three women with him kept singing to the radio and every now and then Annie and Audrey would let out loud awes at your hand holding. 
When you got there, Jake helped you out of his truck before leading everyone inside. His family had gotten there early, claiming a table towards the back of the place. The kitchen was open until ten so there was plenty of time still to order food. As the night progressed, you had sobered up, but your sisters were down to have a good time. 
Tony had his hands full trying to keep up dancing with Audrey, he was the only one you trusted to make sure she didn’t wander off, and you were sure that Sofia wouldn’t mind since she hadn’t been able to come. 
You had lost sight of Annie a few hours ago, but Jake had eased your anxious looks when he pointed her and Rooster out to you, they were leaned up against the bar talking. 
As Tony and Audrey rejoined you and Jake at the table, he looked at his brother, “So Tony, where is Sofia, I would have loved to see her here.” 
His eyebrow started twitching, “Ah…well you know…she was feeling a bit under the weather…thought it might be a cold…so she decided to stay home.” 
Jake laughed deeply, “Just tell us Tony, you’re a shit liar.” 
Tony grumbled, “Oh lei mi ucciderà…She will kill me, I swear… Sofia is pregnant!” he finished excitedly. 
Everyone at the table cheered, Isabella even going as far as shedding a few tears, “Mio figlio, my son, another baby! How exciting!” 
“I knew you were hiding something!” Jake cheered, “Congratulations man! How’s Sofia feeling about it?”
“She was over the moon when we found out and now that the morning sickness is in full swing, she glares at me whenever I enter a room…” Tony joked, “I get it though, she’s having a rough go of it. It was the same with Catalina, so hopefully it eases up as the pregnancy goes on.” 
Jake nodded, his mouth opened to say something, but you spoke first, “How is Catalina?”
“We haven’t told her yet. You guys are actually the first to know, so I would appreciate it if you kept it quiet.” Tony said, addressing the last part to the whole table.
Everyone chimed in with ‘of course’’s and ‘for sure’’s, and Tony relaxed, everyone had noticed how tense he was before but nobody had said anything about it. 
You looked around, realising that you hadn’t seen Maria and Bob in a while. Turning to Jake, you asked, “What are Maria and Bob up to tonight?” 
“Well Maria said that he was taking her to the boardwalk, they are going to take the ferry into San Diego for part of the night I think, there was a street fair or something he had heard about,” Jake whispered in your ear, not wanting the rest of his family to spoil their night. 
“Oh that’s nice for them,” you said, glancing down at your watch, “We should probably leave soon, or these two will be nightmares to get to church tomorrow morning.” 
Jake laughed, “Alright, let's round them up then.” 
He drove you home, the truck quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the open windows. In the distance you could hear the gentle melody of fairground music rising through the air. You smiled at Jake, “We should go some day.” 
“Sure, I thought you didn’t like rollercoasters, though,” Jake said, giving you a nervous look. 
“I’m sure I’ll be okay with what they have, if not, I guess I’ll just have to hold your candy cane,” you replied, moving your hand from your lap to rest on top of his over the gear stick.
Your phone buzzed in your lap. You unlocked the device to see a text from Bob, it was a picture. The photograph had been taken from the top of the ferris wheel where Bob and seemed to be sitting with one arm over Mara’s shoulders. She was leaning into him, her head on his shoulder and one of her hands laying flat against his torso. Behind them, the San Diego skyline stretched far, the lights and lamps throughout the city shining bright in the phone’s front facing camera. Another text came in a minute later, “Thinking of you guys, did you have a nice evening?”
“I take it it’s going well?” you texted back, “Evening went well, my sisters got plastered.”
Bobby boy: Yes! We’re getting off the wheel now, I think we’re going for hot dogs after. Nice, I want to meet them properly, they seem fun.
“We’re meeting dad for lunch after church tomorrow, tag along?” you asked. Bob sent back a yellow thumbs up.
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The next morning was rough to say the least. Your sisters awoke with moans and groans from all the drinks the night before, but after a few Tylenol and a cup of coffee each, they were up and ready to go. The drive to church was quiet save for the praise playlist that you had turned on. 
When you arrived, they both got out, pinning their chapel veils to their heads. This is the part of the day that you were dreading the most. You pulled out the chapel veil that Jake bought you for Christmas and began pinning it to your head. Upon seeing the lace fabric that you were using, Annie and Audrey both stopped walking beside you. 
“Y/N, what is that?” Annie asked quietly. 
“What?” you asked, trying to play dumb. 
Audrey sighed, “Don’t play dumb. That’s a new chapel veil.”
“Yeah,” you said quietly, “Jake got it for me.” 
“Why did he do that?” they both asked. 
“Um…because he wanted to be nice?” you said, but the nerves laced into your voice gave you away. 
“What happened to grandma’s?” Annie asked, her face more stern than you had ever seen it. 
“Um…about that…when I was at Jake’s family’s for Thanksgiving his niece went through my bag and she accidentally ripped it…she is only two and she didn’t know better, but its…its ruined,” you said, tears coming to your eyes once again at the thought of what happened. 
Annie’s face softened at that, and she pulled you into a hug, “Hey, it's alright. You took such good care of it for so many years, something was bound to happen sooner or later.” 
At that moment, you felt a hand on your back, Annie let you go and you turned to see Jake, he was giving you a concerned look, “You okay?” 
You nodded, wiping away your tears, “Yeah, I’m alright.” 
He pulled you into his side, squeezing you there gently before taking your hand in his and leading the way into the church. Audrey and Annie sat with the two of you in the back row, Jake’s family sitting to his right and you and your sisters sitting to his left. A few minutes before mass started, Cyclone came in with Elizabeth and joined the group on your side of the pew. 
Jake still pressed a kiss to your cheek when sharing peace and held your hand during the Our Father. At the end of mass, he bid you goodbye, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll see you after your lunch?” he asked. 
“Yeah, I’ll let you know once I get these two dropped off at the airport,” you replied smiling. 
Jake bid your sisters goodbye before leaving with his own family, they were headed to their own breakfast before the Seresin clan headed back to Texas. They all gave you a hug, Isabella pressing a gentle kiss to both of your cheeks, before they climbed into Giovanni Senior’s truck and followed Jake into town. 
The diner you were meeting Cyclone at was just down the street. Annie and Audrey took off their chapel veils and tucked them into their luggage carefully before the three of you drove to breakfast, parking the car next to Elizabeth’s SUV and Bob’s Astra
“Hey kids,” Cyclone called out, ushering his brood into the diner, “You ready for some breakfast?” 
“Ready as ever Dad,” Annie called out with a smile, the three of you making your way up the stairs into the building. 
Cyclone gave each of you a side hug, holding the door open and bringing up the back just behind you. Your group was crowded together for a minute before the hostess had gathered enough menus to take you to a table. 
The eleven of you enjoyed the meal and at the end, with much protesting from Annie, Audrey, Bob, and yourself, Cyclone picked up the whole bill, simply saying, “I don’t get to take my adoptive kids out to breakfast as much as I would like, let me treat you.” 
When it was time to be headed to the airport you all made your goodbyes. Annie and Audrey were both a little tearful when giving Cyclone and Elizabeth hugs. They might not be your parents, but they were sure as hell the closest thing you had for a long time. 
You dropped your sisters off at the airport with hugs, tears, and the promise that you would see them on your next long leave. You stood at the bottom of the escalators watching as they rose to the security floor, giving one last wave before they were out of sight. 
Climbing back in your car, you sent Jake a text. 
Girls dropped off, heading home :(
Jakey <3: I’ll meet you there. 
Jakey <3: My family just left too. 
While family day was nice, it was always hard saying goodbye. As if the weather could sense your mood, it started to rain softly on your way home. Jake was waiting for you at your apartment when you arrived, and he had already picked out a movie to watch. You smiled when you recognized the beginning of the film, Pride and Prejudice (2005) was your comfort movie. You hadn’t mentioned that to Jake more than once, but he must have remembered. 
After changing from your church dress to a pair of warm sweatpants and a t-shirt you snuggled up next to him on the couch. You laid your head on his shoulder, inhaling his clean, manly scent. He squeezed you to his side, no words were needed to communicate the melancholy that you were feeling. The afternoon passed in a blur and the last thing you thought before falling asleep was how even the stupidly handsome Matthew Macfayden had nothing on how Jake had looked while standing in the rain. 
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This just in, the four hosts of semi-popular Dungeons & Dragons podcast Not Another D&D Podcast (NADDPod) passed in a tragic accident that involved them attempting to record and episode in an admittedly kinda small and shitty above ground pool that is in the shape of a geodesic dome. Three hosts, Brian Murphy, Emily Axford, and Hugh Caldwell Tanner passed due to electrocution by their recording equipment, but fourth cast member Jake Hurwitz mysteriously passed from “giving up” after not being able to find the exit to the pool. Not drowning, the coroners have officially said “he gave up”. Its weird, we’ve never see a report like that before. Huh. Wizards of the Coast is distancing themselves from the podcast at this time, and homes are needed for Axford and Murphy’s 18 unhoused cats. No one is really too sad about this news but the internet is clamoring to know “Is something malicious at play, or were they really just that dumb?”
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