#THEY GREY IN THE STACHE

[moony-ghoul]

this photo has done indescribable physic damage to me

#unmasked ghouls #jutty taylor #HIS EYES #THE FRECKLES #THEY GREY IN THE STACHE #🥺🥺 #FUCK OFF PLS

[spooksier]

new year, same freaks

#art zone #fanart #tma #jonmartin #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #yeah i just posted something but the jmart disease ramped up in the past 10 hours #slightly different designs now! trying to get closer to how i see them when im listening to eps #gave martin a tboy stache and changed how i draw jon’s grey hair #i like these designs a lot xoxo also i love you marker brush i will use you forever #art zone plus

[jessieren]

Snark stache full body eyeroll

#shaun evans #itv endeavour #endeavour morse #moustache mondays #morsetache mondays #with a full body eyeroll #snark stache edition #Morse has had enough of your shit #in case you hadn’t noticed #also the snug navy shirt #aka the smug navy shirt #endeavour wardrobe team we salute you #despite the tache s6 had some good perfect moments #the confection check coat #the very snug navy shirt #and a nice new suit #although I’m a big fan of the colours grey suit #smug motherfucker version #love the tache #not a cult #more a special interest group #hot damn evans

[pedropascalsx]

#pedro pascal #mine: narcos #narcos #javier pena #javi pena #javi peña #javier peña #narcos season 2 #my gifs #** #he's so pretty #the greys in the stache #boyfriendism

[columboscreens]

#columbo #season 10 #butterfly in shades of grey #:o #omg!! me too #why is your stache dark now

[misguidedasgardian]

Ok so reader feeling needy for Lloyd and I feel like maybe she is not too confident on asking/telling him what she needs…..how does she get what she needs from ?

Absolutely loving Lloyd!

In light of being recently freed, and to celebrate The grey man premier... let´s do this..

AU MASTERLIST

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of nausea and vomiting, teasing (It´s Lloyd), Sweet Lloyd, (also a warning on himself), shy and pregnant reader... and well, all the fun that comes with this AU

Notes: This belongs in the same AU, but is NOT a direct continuation, just a jump in time, we are still getting a part three as a direct continuation

You woke up in fear, as you did this last few weeks... In fear that you'd get so nauseous you'll vomit all morning... again. Since you found out you were pregnant you had been harrassed by so much morning sickness not even the medicine your doctor got you helped. It had been a hellish first trimester and even if you were barely showing you felt like hell, heavy, sweaty and already uncomfortable. Your back hurt like hell as did your feet, lik at any time you could bend and break your spine.

Lloyd's appetite for you had dwindled since the second week this started… because he could tell how uncomfortable you were, and even though you were grateful he understood and gave you your space, you were starting to get worry, that his desire for you had begun to dissipate. That now that he fulfilled his purpose he wouldn’t want you anymore until he wanted to put another baby inside of you. 

But as you opened both your eyes and looked around, even sat on the bed… you didn’t feel nauseous at all, you felt amazing, good, energetic and like some sort of cloud had dissipated from above you 

You stretched like a cat on the bed on the soft sheets, feeling relieved even though you couldn't claim victory yet….

You heard the shower in the master bedroom so you turned to look at the clock on the nightstand… it was 7:00 in the morning, and you smiled thinking Lloyd hadn't left for the office yet

“Sorry Wifey, did I wake you?” you didn’t answer, you were staring at his naked form. He fixed his short hair back as droplets of water ran down his well toned body, getting lost in the v shape of his groin and down his white towel. You swallowed thickly, feeling a tingling sensation travel down your body. You shook your head, answering him and your eyes not leaving the bulge hidden beneath the thick white cloth

The doctor warned you this might happen, your hormones were going crazy and it was going to be normal for you to jump on your husband, you didn’t think it was going to happen, but here you were, not being able to mutter a word and rubbing your thighs together under the sheets. 

“How are you feeling?” he asked then, you finally looked up to his face and you saw it twisted in what you could only describe as a mocking grin, his eyebrow raised, a side smile.

“Good” you whispered. With wide opened eyes and mouth slightly opened. Were you just noticing right now how handsome he was? Has he ever been this hot? Your eyes trailed down his body once again, and you noticed his hand traveling closely to the end of the towel

“I’m leaving soon honey” he teased, “I'm going to be gone the rest of the day, is there something you may want from me before I leave?”, suddenly your mouth was dry

“Oh mmm, I don’t think so” you managed to say. He chuckled darkly

“Sure? Your pupils are so blown out you look like a cute little kitten” he mocked

“I’m fine” you whispered again, and with a single movement, he released the towel from his hips, letting it pool by his feet. His big cock jumped in attention, the tip red and swollen and you whimpered at the sight 

“You sure?” he asked again, he took some steps towards you and the only thing you could do was moan wantonly, he raised his arm and with one single finger he caressed the apple of your cheek and down your jaw. You fought to look up at his face and not his thick dick, “Why are you so shy? even after all the things we have done” 

“I just…” you couldn't quite finish the sentence, “I’m just am, I guess” he leaned in until his face was just above yours, his breath fanning over your face making you tingle

“What do you want, baby?” you just look at him dumbfounded, cheeks heated 

“Lloyd” you whined, his thumb found your bottom lip and rubbed it teasingly, as his blue eyes got darker by the second

“Talk to me” he demanded, “Tell what you want” you whined, “Don’t be a little brat pumpkin, you had been feeling so poorly lately I didn’t want to bother you, but seems I neglected you”

“You did” you moaned

“So tell me what do you need” 

“You” you demanded, “Just you” you repeated

“I think you may want a more specific part of me” he chuckled darkly, dropping a sloppy open mouth kiss on you, leaving you breathless

“I want all of you” you whispered against his mouth

“That’s so vague” he mocked some more

“Please” you whined, feeling embarrassed

“You need to be a liiiiitle more specific” you could tell he was enjoying it, you being the one wanting

“Lloyd…” you called, and he tilted his head, giving you his complete attention, “I would like to… make love?” you whispered, looking down 

“Is that right?” he teased, “make love? You want me to make love to you?”

“Yes” you muttered slightly 

“You are such a good girl, my sweet” he purred, finally throwing himself on top of you, making ou fall back on the bed with him on top 

He had certainty in the way he ravaged you, getting rid of your pijamas and shits covering so swiftly you understand why he was so good at his job. He never stop kissing you nibbling your lips and you jaw and neck, but he found your mouth again when he swiftly penetrated you in one swift movement. You were so wet you only felt incredibly full, no pain, as you moaned wantonly on his mouth.

“I’ll make love to you as many times as you want” he promised against your mouth, “you give me a baby, so I’ll give you the whole fucking world if you ask so sweetly” he purred. You hug him tightly against you as he kept pounding into you, sensually and roughly, but so delicious, your climax build quickly, and when it exploded you swore you never felt better, so content and like you were floating. He cummed as well releasing his seed deep inside of you.

He released you gently and you already knew what follows, he was going to leave you there, alone.

To your surprise… he didn’t, he fell on the bed right next to you. And held you tightly against him, his hand stopped in your belly.

“You are showing a little” he whispered, he smiled softly at you, like he had never done before and your chest filled with warmth and love. He kissed your forehead gently, and then he scoop you in his strong arms and cuddled with you on the bed

“You are going to be late” you warned, not even wanting to let go of him

“What are they going to do?” he chuckled, “I want to stay here on bed with my baby momma” 

Taglist! <3

@phildunphyisadilf @lifeissomethingelse @black-repunzel99 @momobaby227 @siriusjohnpotter @l0st-in-reality @taytayvb1020 @chris-butt @aubageddon91 @thegirlnextdoorssister @patzammit @mooievis @cecegreen

#lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen x y/n #misguideddutiful #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen #the grey man #chris evans character fanfiction #chris evans #chrisevans #trash stache

[ben10-daily]

Day 14

To make up for the recent non-coloured drawings I have made these. The little dudes of the omnitrix

#ben 10 #ben 10 omniverse #ben10 omniverse #daily blog #ben 10 series #ben 10 alien force #ben 10 classic #ben 10 daily #ben 10 original series #ben 10 ultimate alien #ben10 daily #buzzshock Ben 10 #grey matter Ben 10 #ball weevil Ben 10 #terraspin Ben 10 #upchuck Ben 10 #ditto Ben 10 #walkatrout #mole-stache Ben 10

[sunlightmurdock]

‘STACHE

#ik the beard is still there but the stache is really powering through in this pic #miles teller #they grey in the beard has killed and revived me.

[collecting--stardust]

Me: screaming, crying, dying and ranting to my siblings on how I'm afraid of cele's future because he's my fav silly boy and the main reason why I get back to watching motogp after years

Cele: vroom vroom (improving his lap times)

#ITS SO FUNNY IF IM NOT LITERALLY STRESSED OUT #MY EYES ARE LEGIT TEARY AND THEY JUST KEEP ON SHOWING HIM IMPROVING HIS LAPS #so evil how did i go from 😔 at cele's stache to dying and questioning everything at the thought of him being unemployed #i trust him HE WILL SECURE A SEAT #and ill support him either way wherever he will go #but damn starting the weekend with an emotional rollercoaster i will grow grey hairs extremely fast if this keeps on going

[lunapwrites]

LP Yells About The Sims... Again.

OK so I promise I am still writing B U T...

Still also working on this NSB challenge in the Sims4 and need to yell about it for a minute so I am going to just ... yeah.

It's official: Peach Gen (this being Gen 8) is on the board. Sort of; they're still an infant so I can't really skill them up. BUT! They are there.

The Berry family tree has gotten completely out of control, and I am ADORING the chaos. Have I been going into manage households and hunting everyone down and tweaking appearances (just to fix Crimes)? Maybe. But we have gotten to the point that uh.

You can't see the whole thing, even when zoomed all the way out. It's a little bananas. In fact, you can't see the heirs from Gen 4 onward at all in this shot. I can see Gris' twin sister Zelda, and her kids on the very far left, right under Midas and Elena. But that's it.

Have I organized everyone's headshots into a special folder organized by generation and then by which Rose Gen line they spring from? Yeah I sure did. It's easier to divide and conquer since only 5 of the 6 kids had kids and I separate heirs out into their own folder. This is normal this is fine we're doing fine.

As for how the heir thing is going. There's uh. Some story happening. And I feel like this needs explaining lol.

Caveat that I did play correctly and the Pink Gen twins (Rosa and Kamal) are the only children that Orange Gen (Ginger) has had. The rest in that line were through their dad Sidney and were entirely for The Drama (and because I needed easy fodder for Ginger to fight for her Public Enemy aspiration and turning the game into an episode of Jerry Springer seemed like a reasonable decision lmao.)

Short version: the trauma in this family compounds over the generations, holy shit. Like, just gameplay wise. And everything that each generation tries to do better than the one before they wind up somehow making worse without meaning to. I think Pink Gen is the first one that ACTUALLY starts breaking the cycle and I'm really glad that I hauled off and created a Sim to be Rosa's partner because they are wildly in love and happy and I'm living for the peace and positivity after the absolute madhouse that was Ginger's playthrough lol.

Anyway, because they deserve to be seen:

Julep (mint), Jasper (rose), Midas (yellow), Gris (grey), Iris (plum), Ginger (orange), and (below) Rosa (pink), with her extremely lovely husband Charlie who is "freckle-faced, gap-toothed farmer boy who will talk your ear off about plants." Next up is their daughter Lily (peach), but I don't take screenshots until they're at least teens. (I had Julep's pic from when I started but I didn't start tracking properly until I was well into Midas' playthrough and Jasper was already an elder... but he had red hair lol.)

Btw if you're looking for a skinblend for aesthetics I really like Honey. Obviously, since I have decided it's rated E for Everyone lmao.

Anyway I just think they're neat.

#sims 4 #not so berry #sort of #lp sims #pink gen is shaping up to be one of my most zen gens lol #not as perfectly angsty as yellow #and not as rewarding maybe as grey #(we do love to see a comeback queen) #but you know what? we deserve a little happy story okay #maybe fluff is okay sometimes you know? #we do not speak of orange gen #that was the jerry springer gen #good lord #charlie is also in the process of growing out a really awful stache #it's his dad stache #it does not look good on him. #it's perfect.

[meetmymouth]

i feel like theadora!y/n would love to tease harry about how hot his dad bod is knowing damn well he doesn’t actually have one askdjsjd

He emerges from the bathroom, a green towel snugly wrapped around his hips with another green one securely holding his short hair. She laughs behind her hand, knowing he doesn’t actually need the towel for his hair, but lets it go.

She goes back to her book.

Harry hums along to a song he’s probably heard earlier when they were cooking with the radio on, and tries to gather everything from his newly organised drawers for his grand nightly routine.

“Lookin’ good, daddy,” she muses from where she’s sitting on the bed, book now closed on her lap.

He looks up with furrowed eyebrows, clearly not expecting it.

He looks really young, despite the stache he’s been growing for a while, and she thinks the towel on his head plays a big part.

He purses his pink lips, one of her hand creams in his hand. “Did you just call me ‘daddy’?”

“Yep.”

“No, no… don’t,” he goes back to rummaging through her drawers. She knows he’s looking for the foot cream she’d splurged on despite him making fun of her at the time. “Not when we’re not— you know… having sex.”

She lets out a laugh. “It wasn’t meant to be sexual anyway.”

He looks up again. “Oh.”

“You’re a dad, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, but…”

“A DILF.”

He groans, and walks over to the bed. He sits on his side of the bed, but not before letting the towel drop. “Don’t start.”

“I just love it!” She smiles, though the sweet smile turns into one that’s cheekier. “You know how people talk about DILFs and hot dads… dad bods…” she trails, and looks up at him, already finding his eyes on her.

His gaze looks dark.

“Dad bod?” He scoffs.

“Um,” she knows where she’s— where they’re going with this.

“Like…” he tries to look and sound nonchalant, applying the cream to his feet.

She watches his back muscles, and his bum— and the way it looks soft and squished against the duvet.

She laughs again when he doesn’t say anything else.

Until he does.

“Like,” he carries on. “Beer bellies and chubby cheeks, y’mean?”

“What?” She laughs.

“Dad bodies. Are you telling me—” he quickly gets up, and turns to the full length mirror. He studies his body. “Oh fuck off, I look fuckin’ hot. Right?”

“Babe…” She moves over to him, and places her hands on his hips, chin on his shoulder. She kisses the freckles there. “Even if you did have a beer belly and chubby cheeks… you’d still be hot. Having all that… it doesn’t mean you’re not hot.”

“Sorry, it’s just. I found a grey hair and then a few in my stubble.”

She lets out a laugh, and hugs him closer to her chest. They look ridiculous, cuddled up with Harry naked, but she loves the feeling of his strong body against hers.

“That’s okay.”

“I think,” he takes a deep breath. He turns around, his hands finding her growing belly. “It’s just hit me— I’m getting old. I have two daughters.”

“If you’re getting old, I’m getting old, too!”

“Yeah but. I don’t know. I guess. I’m a bit nervous.”

“You know I love you, right? We love you.”

He smiles, leans into the touch— her hands now on his cheeks. She strokes his cheekbones, and presses a kiss on his chin.

“I love you guys.”

“And… you do look fuckin’ hot.”

He grins. “Yeah?”

“Mhm. Very. It’s like. Not fair, how hot you are. It’s not even just your body,” she moves her hands down his body, stopping on his stomach, on the butterfly. “It’s everything that makes you you.”

“Keep going…”

She chuckles. She pinches—tries to—his abs. “And I love seeing you take care of our family. Thea… and now her,” they both look down at her belly. Harry places one hand there, and strokes the warm skin under her t-shirt. “I fall in love with who you are— who you’ve become every day.”

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #theadora #harry styles x y/n #ex husband!harry #harry styles smut #harry styles imagine #harry fic #harry styles writing #harry styles x fem!reader #harry writing #harry fluff #harry styles fluff #dad!harry #harry styles fanfiction

[tenojan-in-tevinter]

I um. May have Done Something. Idk if it was good. You decide.

I couldn't make him nearly pathetic enough but I tried. I went ahead and made him a dark urge because amnesia, and yes, he's also a bard. He's going to be using nothing but a hand crossbow all game. Well, and his violin.

I based his build on how I usually play in disco elysium, with low intellect and medium motorics, with physique a little higher and psyche as the highest stat.

And of course I had to make his guardian Kim, but I don't think I did him justice. Couldn't even give him his pencil 'stache. But I did get a mod so he can have his glasses. Went with the hair I felt was closest. Totally forgot to put any grey in it though.

I am so incapable of doing Normal things in this game. I think I might be losing it.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #disco elysium #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #i have been thinking about doing this ever since I saw you could have a muttonstache #so pretty much since launch lol #this run will be... interesting. #bg3 durge #bg3 dark urge #sorry to anyone in the de fandom who sees this. but I have to share it. im going insane.

[suck4angststory]

One Shot: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw X Wife!Reader. Moodboard

Where Is My Daddy?

Warning: Allusion to sex, but no smut. Sad Bradley, fluff (my first time writing fluff story), a little bit angst. English is my second language. Feel free to give me a comment about my writing and grammars mistakes.

Author Note: this is my first time writing fluff in this blog, I hope you guys like it. If you want to be tagged just let me know in the comment. I can't reply to any of your comments because it's sideblog. But I really thankful for your comments and responds.

***

Summary: Bradley have to shave his moustache, this is how he's children reacted.

****

Bradley Bradshaw steps into his house with a grey mask covering half of his face. His aviator is on her eyes. He walked into his house without saying anything. Normally, he'll shout out called his wife or children to notify them he's home.

But he just walked in without saying something. He let out a sigh and walked toward the living room. He sit down on the couch and remove his aviator from his eyes, he placed it on the coffee table. He rest his head on the armchair and closed his eyes.

***

(Y/N) heard the front door open but no sound of someone called, she pause her task washing the fruits and washing her hand on the sink, she then turn off the faucet.

She walked toward the living room and furrowed her eyebrows seeing her husband sleeping on the couch with a mask on, his flight suit still on. She walked to him and sit down beside him. She placed her hand on his biceps.

"Honey." She called out gently and Bradley open his eyes. He turned his head to her.

"What's wrong? Why do you sleep with a mask on" She furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"Nothing baby, I just want to use a mask" his voice is muffled with the mask on and shrugs of his shoulder.

"Are you sick?" She touched his forehead with the back of her hand but his temperature is normal.

"I'm okay, I just want to put the mask on" Bradley lifts her (Y/N) hand from his forehead and kisses the back of her hand. But something feels different. Bradley hold her hand and rub it with his thumb

"Honey, can you open your mask?" (Y/N) ask him gently.

"Why?" Bradley's voice laced with scared.

"I just want to see your face" (Y/N) shrugs and smile at him.

"You can see my eyes, you said you like to stare at my eyes" Bradley's voice is disturbed now.

"I know, but I want to see your face" (Y/N) try to open the mask but Bradley pulls his body away from her. (Y/N) pouted at him and give him puppy dog eyes, his weakness. Bradley let out a defeated sigh and nodded.

"Okay" Bradley then lifts his hands to his ears and opens the strap mask that hooks in his ears. When his mask is off, (Y/N) covered her mouth with her hand and lets out a gasp. She looked at him with wide eyes.

"What the fuck happened Bradley!!" (Y/N) shout out to him when she saw his face. There, his moustache was cut out into a square, like a Charlie Chaplin style.

"It was Hangman's fault" Bradley exclaimed, he folded his arms in his chest.

"What're you two doing this time" (Y/N) asked him, she can't believe they actually shave Bradley's moustache. The Dagger team always told her that they want to see Bradley without stache. But she just thought, it was just a utterance, she didn't believe they actually do it.

"I didn't do anything. I just lost a game with him" He mumbled to her.

"What game?" (Y/N) stared at him with raised eyebrows. Bradley mumbled something that (Y/N) can't hear.

"What?" She asked him again to speak louder.

"UNO" Bradley declared to her.

(Y/N) let out a sigh and shook her head. "You know you can't play UNO without me, Honey.." She touches Bradley's face and turns his face to her.

"I know, I just want to prove to him that I'm better than him in anything" Bradley exclaimed throwing his hands on his thighs.

"Yeah, but not with UNO. I bet he has Phoenix as his backup" (Y/N) claimed.

"Yeah" Bradley mumbled under his breath. He renews how he lost the game this afternoon.

***

It was a free day for Dagger Team on Top Gun class. They actually have a class with Maverick today, but Maverick have to attend a meeting with Admirals so he ended the class early and dismissed them.

But the team have something in their mind. They decide to play a little game before going home.

They suggest every game that they have in mind like hand wrestle, but Phoenix suggested something different, UNO.

Phoenix said she 'accidentally' bring UNO in her pocket and she thought it'll gonna be fun to play it with the team.

The team merge four tables became one and sit down, circling the table. Hangman shuffle the card in his hands and told them the rules. "The last person that still has a card is considered a loser, and they have to do whatever the winner says, deal?"

"Deal," They said in unison. Rooster was so confident he's gonna win and have a smug smile on his face during the entire game.

The first people to finish their card is Phoenix and Bob. They make a handshake when they became the first ones to finish. Next is Coyote, despite he got two +4 from Bob he manages to finish after them.

Next is Payback after got reversed a fourth time by Rooster. And then Fanboy after he got the jackpot, four of his card is the same number. So he slams all of his cards on the table and does a little dance.

"In your face Bradshaw!" He yelled at Rooster after Rooster gave him +4 when he just got one card left.

Now it's just Rooster and Hangman, Rooster has two cards left and Hangman has three cards left. Rooster is so confident he's gonna win this game. He has one yellow +2 and the number five in yellow. He'll gonna place the +2 first and after Hangman got two cards from the stack, He'll gonna slam the remaining cards he has left in his face.

"You know, I want you to cut your hair in buzz after this" Rooster spoke confidently to Hangman. Hangman just gives him a smirk and a little laugh.

"In your dreams bird boy" Hangman taunted him. Rooster then placed his +2 on the table, Hangman then let out a laugh at him, a mocking laugh.

How shocked Rooster is after Hangman placed his remaining card that is contained with +4 . He placed one bye one in dramatical way. Hangman stand up and laughed mockingly at him.

"Fuck!!" Rooster shouts out in disbelief staring at Hangman's card.

"No!! You're cheating! How can you get three +4!" Rooster stand up and pointed at Hangman.

"I'm not cheating" Hangman offended at Rooster accused him. "You're the one that sucks at playing"

"Maybe you shouldn't try to play UNO without your wife around, Bradshaw" Phoenix give him a mocking smirk.

"Now, I want to shave your moustache" Hangman pointed out.

"What!? NO! I'm not gonna shave my moustache, It's a saint for me" Rooster covered his stache with his hand. Hangman let out a sigh of Rooster's wrong accusation.

"I. Want. To. Shave. Your. Moustache" Hangman emphasised to him.

"That's so much worse! As I said, it's a saint for me. You can't shave it. Besides you can't make the decision, there are still other people that finish before you" Rooster step back from his chair and walked backwards.

"They want me to decide what punishment you should get," Hangman told him, Rooster looked at them behind Hangman and they just smirked and nodded their head.

"Oh no no no. You guys collude to do this to me" He shakes his head in disbelief and pointed his fingers at them. Phoenix rolled her eyes, done with Rooster's accusations.

"Rooster, you make a deal. A soldier never breaks their deal" Phoenix remarked to him

"But not with this!" Rooster snaps at them. Hangman has enough, he rolled his eyes and told the boys to hold him. "Boys, hold him"

Rooster tries to run away but Coyote is in front of him. "NO! Coyote, backup!" He warned him.

Behind him, Payback tackles him to the ground "No No No. Let me go Payback. LET ME GO" Fanboy got hold of Rooster's left hand. Coyote spring in action and got to hold his right hand, Bob helped with holding his legs. They lift him and sit him down on the chair, still got hold of him. They laughed at Rooster.

Hangman then bends down to face Rooster, he gives him a triumphant smirk.

"FUCK YOU SERESIN!! I'M GONNA KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP" Rooster moved his head side to side when he saw Hangman bringing an electric shaving blade. Phoenix who just sit and watched the entire scene, decide to help and holds Rooster's head.

"PHOENIX, I HATE YOU TOO. YOU SUPPOSED TO HELP ME NOT HIM" Phoenix got this weird bond with Hangman after the uranium mission, it makes him happy at first because he knows Phoenix had a little crush on Hangman on their first day at Top Gun, but knowing he's an asshole, she buries her feelings and turns it into hating him.

But now, this weird bond cost him this. How he wishes Hangman is still an asshole right now. No, He is still an Asshole!!

Hangman placed a chair in front of him and sit down facing the back chair. He scooted his chair closer to Rooster.

"Relax Bradshaw, it's not gonna hurt" Hangman give him a sarcastic smile. He turn on the shaver and brought the shaver closed to his moustache.

"HELP ME! I'VE BEEN ABDUCTED. HELP ME!" Rooster shouts out and tries to release himself from their grip, but their grip is too strong.

"MAV! HELP ME!" He called out for Maverick but no one is in the hangar. All of the students have been dismissed because the meetings called out all of the Top Gun Instructors and staff.

Hangman tries to shave Rooster's stache but he always opens his mouth and makes him struggle to do his task.

Hangman let out an annoyed sigh.

"If you don't stop talking, I'll accidentally cut your lips," Hangman told him. Phoenix in action put her hand on Rooster's mouth to stop him from opening his mouth.

"FUCK YOU GUYS" his voice is muffled in Phoenix's hand. Hangman happily cut his stache.

****

"HAHAHA..." (Y/N) laughed double over at Bradley's story. She can imagine Bradley's face when being held.

"It's not funny" He whined. But (Y/N) just keep laughing at him. She placed her hand on her stomach because it hurt from laughing. She falls to her back and lands on the couch behind her, but half of her body doesn't touch the couch which makes her fall to the floor butt first. She let out a shrike.

"Aw shit" Bradley laughed at her falling. (Y/N) stand up and rub her sore butt.

"It's not funny" she pouted at him.

"Yes, it is funny," Bradley says between his laughter.

"I hate you" (Y/N) pouted and stomped her foot on Bradley's feet. The impact is not that hurt because Bradley using his combat boot. But it still stings. Bradley let out a hiss.

(Y/N) walked away from him.

"Wait! baby! I'm just kidding" Bradley called out but (Y/N) had already disappeared on the stairs. He stands up and tries to catch her.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I'm just joking. I know it is hurt" He called out from the stairs. Guess Bradley needs something to make it up.

***

After buying her a bouquet of her favourite flower, a box of chocolate, and one bag of her favourite foods. (Y/N) forgive Bradley.

After she got their ten months baby to sleep, they lay behind the duvet, naked, reminiscing after their lovemaking. (Y/N) lay her head on Bradley's chest and he rub his hand up and down in (Y/N) naked back.

(Y/N) shift her head to look at Bradley and Bradley looked at her, a goofy smile on her face. She then giggles quietly at him.

Bradley smile and leaned to kiss her and she kiss him back. She deepened the kiss and push her body forward with her elbow propped on Bradley's chest. (Y/N) move forward to straddle Bradley's waist.

They parted apart to catch their breath. They breathe heavily with their foreheads touching. (Y/N) lift her hand to touch Bradley's lips, she rubs his upper lips with her thumb.

"Wow, it feels different without the stache" (Y/N) muttered to him, she remove her thumb from his lips and peck his lips.

"How different?" Bradley asked.

"There's no tingling thing on my lips whenever I kiss you" She shrugs her shoulder.

"Tingling thing?" He lifts his eyebrows, intrigued.

"Yeah, It gets itchy when we kissed but I kinda like it. It adding some sensation" She said huskily and give him a seductive smirk.

Bradley decided to shave his stache, he said he can't live with that ridiculous style of the stache.

"Oh, so you have kink with my stache, Mrs Bradshaw?" Bradley snake his arms on her waist and turn her around so she was beneath him now. (Y/N) let out a squeak and give him a peck on his lips when she was under him.

"You know, I agreed to marry you because I'm in love with your stache," she said playfully. She traces her finger where his stache before.

"Oh, my stache huh?" He scoffed playfully. He planted his hands beside her head so his weight did not crush her.

"Yeah, whenever you between my legs, I just thinking about your stache, whenever you kiss my skin, I'm thinking about your stache," She said seductively at him and kiss him at every end of the sentence.

"I feel betrayed now. So you don't love me now because I don't have stache anymore?" He said dramatically, he make a pouty face.

"Of course not silly, I still love you, but I love Bradley 'Stache' Bradshaw more. So you better grow it fast, Mister" She bob his nose, Bradley grinned at her and leaned in to kiss her. When the kiss gets heated, the baby monitor on the table turns on, and a soft cry comes out from it. Bradley lift his face from (Y/N) and stared at the baby monitor.

"Oh shit, I think we awake the soldier" (Y/N) turn her head too and stared at the baby monitor.

"I can get him" Bradley turn to the side of the bed and begin to stand up, but (Y/N) placed her hand on Bradley's chest.

"No, you stay here, I can get him" (Y/N) stand up and find her robe at the end of the bed.

"But he'll sleep faster with me, so we can get our third round faster" Bradley suggested, he lift his upper body with his hand and saw (Y/N) tying her robe.

"So, I'm a bad mother because I can't get my son to sleep myself?" (Y/N) turned to face him and scoffed at him. Bradley looked at her with wide eyes, it was two in the morning and they had just made up in the fall accident, he doesn't want to sleep on the couch now.

"Th-that's not what I mean, baby, You know.." he stammer, but (Y/N) face changed and she let out snorts, she giggles at him.

"I'm just kidding, honey, he's probably hungry now because he sleeps from 7 PM. Unless you can produce milk now, I'll let you get him" She folded her arms and suggested to him. Bradley now moves into a sitting position on the bed.

"For that special duty, I hand it to you, Your Majesty," He bowed his head a bit, and stick his hand in please manners.

(Y/N) shake her head and giggles at her husband's silliness.

***

The sound of a bell ringing in her front door makes (Y/N) attention from the TV change. She stand up from the couch and walked towards the front door. When she opened it, her Mom and Five years old daughter with the pink dress and little pony backpack stood on her porch.

"Mommy.." her daughter throw herself on her waist and make her lean back slightly.

"Hey princess" (Y/N) caress her daughter's hair.

"Hey mom" her mom smiled and (Y/N) leaned to hug her but struggle with five years old still clinging to her waist. Her mom ended up moving forward to hug her. "Hey, sweetie,"

"Come in mom" (Y/N) then lift Elle to her hips and Elle circle her arms on (Y/N) neck. She then placed both her hands on Ella's butt to support her.

Elle, their oldest, spent three days with her parents. Her parents said, they miss her granddaughter and want to meet her. Despite, they just live 10 minutes away from her.

"Oh no sweetie I can't" Her mom waved her hand, rejecting.

"Why?" She furrowed her eyebrows at her.

"Your dad is in hospital, he broke his hips while playing scooter with Ella" Her mom shrugged nonchalantly.

"He playing what!?" (Y/N) shout out looking at her mom with wide eyes. "Is it bad?" She asked worried about her dad state.

"I don't know, when I left him to take Ella home, the nurse still examined him," Her mom shrugs her shoulder.

"Oh no," (Y/N) covered her mouth with one of her hands.

"No worries, I think it's not that bad, sweetie, it's your dad," her mom waves her hand telling her not to worry.

"Can you call me when his results come out?" (Y/N) grabbed her mom's hand, her face full of worries. "Of course sweetheart?" Her mom nodded at her, her mom places her hand on her biceps and squeeze it.

"Where's your husband, bye the way?" She looked over (Y/N) shoulder, trying to peer for Bradley. "Bradley still taking a shower upstairs"

Her mom then moves forward to hug her, she then kisses (Y/N) and Ella on the cheek. "Send my love to him. Bye sweetie, Bye Princess"

Ella and (Y/N) waved at her goodbye

"Bye Nana..." Ella said happily, they waited until her mom drive away from their house.

(Y/N) bring Ella inside of the house, she closed the door behind her with her leg.

"Did you have fun with Nana and Pappy?" She asked Ella while walking toward the living room. Ella nodded happily.

"Yeah, they brought me a lot of things. Pappy teach me how to ride a scooter. I can ride my Scooter, but Pappy fell off from it" Ella fidgeting with (Y/N) hair in her hand. Ella continues her story, (Y/N) just listening to her story until it is finished. "And and we go to the hospital because Nana said, Pappy broke his hips again"

"What you mean again?" (Y/N) furrowed her eyebrows at Ella's story about her father breaking his hips again.

"Yesterday we climbed a tree and Pappy fell off from it." Ella shrugs her shoulder. (Y/N) then sit her on the couch and take off her shoes and backpack. "Where's my Daddy, Mommy?" Ella asked, swinging her tiny legs on the couch.

"He's upstairs princess, taking a shower" (Y/N) sits beside her and kisses her forehead.

"I want my daddy Mommy" she stared at her with puppy dog eyes.

"Why don't you surprise him upstairs?" (Y/N) suggested, Ella then happily jump from the couch and run to the stairs.

"Don't run on the stairs princess" she called out to her. She heard Ella opening Her and Bradley's bedroom door.

When (Y/N) continues watching TV, she heard Ella shrinking upstairs.

"MOMMY"

(Y/N) run upstairs and open her bedroom door harshly, there, Bradley kneels in front of Ella, his hair still wet from the shower. And Ella just stood there and looked at Bradley terrified.

"What's wrong princess?" (Y/N) kneeled beside her and embraced her.

"Who is that?" Ella hide her face on her (Y/N) neck, she peeks a look at Bradley and pointed her finger at him, she looked terrified.

"It's me, princess it's Daddy" Bradley moves forward to them but Ella hides her face further to (Y/N) neck and (Y/N) rubs her back. "You're not my daddy," Ella sniffles on (Y/N) neck.

"Princess, it's me, it's daddy" Bradley try to touch her but Ella shrieks at him. "No!! I don't want you, I want my daddy. Mommy, I want daddy"

Bradley face is full of shock and sadness, his daughter don't recognise him, she despise him.

"That is Daddy princess," (Y/N) reassurance her, Ella lift her head to look at (Y/N), her tears spill down on her cheek and she pouted "No, my daddy has hair on his lips, he doesn't have any hair, Mommy" her finger pointed to Bradley behind her.

"But princess, it is daddy, look," Bradley lifts his shirt and repeals a faded fish drawing in his stomach "I still have fish you drew on me last week" Ella looked at the drawing for a second and drew her face back to (Y/N). "Mommy I want daddy" she begins crying now, her tears streaming down her face, and she buries her face in (Y/N). "Shush princess, Mommy's here" (Y/N) rub her back trying to calm her down.

Bradley looked hurt, he gave (Y/N) a sorrowful look and slumped his shoulder. He stared at crying Ella, (Y/N) looked at him feeling guilty and sympathy.

A baby monitor on the bedside table suddenly turns on, and a sound of the baby babbling and mumbling 'dada' come out through the monitor.

"Honey, can you go see Andy?" (Y/N) give him an apologetic look, she feels bad for Bradley.

"Yeah.." Bradley nodded and stand up. He walked to (Y/N) and bend down to kiss her hair. Ella cries tenser when Bradley wants to kiss her. Bradley let out a sigh, he looked at Ella crying in (Y/N) before he closed the door.

***

When Bradley step inside his baby room, Andy is standing in his crib. Andy babbled the word Dada in his crib and giggled happily.

"Hey, Buddy.." When Bradley walked closer to him. He stopped babbling. He stared at Bradley, curious and trying to figure out who he was.

"Dada.." he called out.

"Yes, it is Dada Buddy" Bradley smiled brightly at him, when he stepped closer to try to pull him out from his Crib, Andy started crying.

"Dada......." His cheeks were red and tears streaming down freely on his cheeks. He mumbled Dada in his cry.

"What? It's me, Buddy, It's Dada" Bradley's voice is now full of panic, he tries to touch him but Andy pulls himself down from his crib and crawls to the side. "Dada..." His cry was louder now.

(Y/N) came rushing with sobbing Ella in her arms. "What happened?" She asked Bradley, panic about what has gotten to their son that made him cry out loud.

"I think they hate me" Bradley mumbled, his eyes watered, his face full of sorrow and dejected. He turns and walked out of the room.

(Y/N) try to call him but Bradley ignores her, "Honey.." she call again but he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

***

After making Ella sleeps and feeding Andy until he sleeps, (Y/N) walked inside their shared bedroom, she saw Bradley laying on his stomach and his face buried in the pillow beneath him. She gets to her side of the bed and sits down crossed legs beside him, she places her hand on his back.

She heard him sniff a few times, he must be crying, she thought.

"I hate Hangman. I hate him" his voice muffled in the pillow. "My kids hate me now, my princess hates me, my buddy hates me"

"Oh honey, they don't hate you, they just don't recognise you without the stache" (Y/N) caressing his hair. Bradley then turn his head to faces her. His face is red, his eyes are glistening and bloodshot, and his cheeks stained with tears. (Y/N) heart broke seeing Bradley like this.

"Oh Bradley, come here" (Y/N) patted her lap and Bradley turn his body and lay his head on (Y/N) lap, he buried his face on (Y/N) stomach and hug her waist.

(Y/N) massage Bradley's head and brush his hair with her hand.

"My princess hates me, baby, she hates me, she's crying when she saw me. She adores me before, whenever she wakes up I'm the first person she asked for, I'm her daddy, my princess (Y/N), she hates me now, she despises me" His voice muffled in her stomach and he begin crying again.

"She doesn't hate you, honey, she just doesn't recognise you without the stache. You know she always saw you with the stache, and now seeing you clean-shaven it's new to her. Give her time, she'll come to you soon, you know you're her hero." (Y/N) reassurance him.

"What about my buddy, my son (Y/N)? He was crying when he saw me, my buddy, my son, my baby, he saw me like I'm some monster. His first word is dada, he just knows dada as his word, and now whenever he saw me, he's crying. He hates me (Y/N)" Bradley's crying is louder now and he shouts out (Y/N) names. (Y/N) turn Bradley's face to look at her.

"Hey hey hey, no one hates you, not even Andy, he doesn't hate you, He. Just. Doesn't. Recognise. You." (Y/N) emphasised her last sentence to make her statement clear. "He's ten months Bradley, and he always saw you before with a stache and now you shave it, of course, he doesn't recognise you," she said firmly. He sniffed a few times, (Y/N) and then wiped his tears with her thumb.

"But I want to play with them, I want to play with my Princess and Buddy. I want to take her on a date like we always do, I miss them, especially my princess, I've never saw her for three days." He pouted at her.

When Ella is at her grandparent's house, Bradley always facetime her, three times a day.

"Soon when your stache grows back" She wipe the new tears that escaped his eyes.

"That's too long" he whined.

"Then We can buy a fake stache in the store" (Y/N) suggested.

"No, Hangman side that thing is itchy" He pouted.

"So, you have to wait until your stache grows back" (Y/N) said to him firmly.

"But I want to play-"His voice cut out by the bedroom door being open. (Y/N) and Bradley whips their head to the noise.

"Mommy.." Ella with her Beauty and The Beast pyjamas and little pony doll in her arms step inside the bedroom. Her lips jutted out and tears streaming down her face. Bradley lifts his head from (Y/N) lap. she then stands up and walked to Ella.

"Oh, what's wrong princess.." she coos. She lifts her and places Ella on her hips. Ella buried her face in (Y/N) neck.

"I have a nightmare, Mommy" she sobs and (Y/N) rubs her back to calm her down. "What nightmare, princess..?"

"Daddy leaves us.." She sniffed

"Daddy doesn't leave us, princess, Daddy's here" (Y/N) reassured her and walked her towards the bed. Bradley sits cross leg on the bed and wipes his cheeks with his shirt.

(Y/N) place Ella standing on the bed. Ella lift her head to look at (Y/N). "Where's Daddy..",

"That's daddy Princess." (Y/N) pointed to Bradley behind her and Ella turned her head to look at him.

"Hey, Princess.." Bradley waved at her and give her a smile.

Ella walked towards him. "Are you really Daddy?"

"Of course, You remember you drew this flower on my arm before you go to Nana and Pappy's house? You said it was for me so I'll always remember you when you're away from me" Bradley lifts his sleeve and show a daisy flower drawing with a permanent marker on his bicep. Ella touch the drawing and giggle, she then threw herself on Bradley's neck.

"Daddy.." she squeals happily and smiles on Bradley's face is back. "Hey, my princess.." Bradley hugs her and smoothed her hair. (Y/N) smile at them and shook her head. She sit down on the bed and watched carefully their interaction.

Ella lifts her head and sits on Bradley's lap. She touches his upper lips. "But where your hair Daddy?"

"Daddy has to shave it because it's itchy, Princess" Bradley brought Ella's hand to his lips and kiss it.

"Is it really itchy?" She asked, wondering.

"Yeah, it's Itchy sometimes" He scrunched his nose to her.

"Oh," Ella said, disappointed, she pouted her lips and looked down. Bradley lift her face with his finger,

"What happened, princess?" He asked softly. he then brushes her hair that got into her face.

"I just like you with hair on your lips, you're more handsome with the hair" Ella shrugs her shoulder. "Is it?" He asked, inquisitively.

"Yeah" Ella nodded and giggle when Bradley playfully poke her stomach. He then brought Ella to lay down with him on the bed. Ella squealed and giggle happily.

"You and your Mommy are the same, Princess" Bradley looked at (Y/N) whose laying on her side and watching them with one hand propped on her head. "It's a prove she's my daughter, Bradshaw" (Y/N) gives him a small smile.

"Can I sleep with you, Daddy?" Ella asked him, her head resting on his shoulder, she trace the outline of Jet's figure on his shirt.

"Certainly, My princess, here, get comfy" Bradley adjusts Ella in his arms to make her comfy to sleep in his arms.

"Is your hair gonna grown again, Daddy?" Ella lifts her head to look at him. "Of course Princess, but it'll gonna take sometimes"

" That's Good" Ella nodded and back to trace the outline on Bradley's shirt.

"Why's good?" Bradley lifts his eyebrows to her, curious. "Because I like to play with it, and Andy loves it too, it makes him laugh when you kiss him"

Ella like to play with Bradley's stache, she said it was soft like her barbie hair. Sometimes, whenever Ella sleeps with him, she'll have her hand on his stache, when Bradley tries to lift her hand, she'll place her hand back on his stache again.

"Okay Princess, "Bradley kissed Ella's cheek. Ella giggles at him.

Ella then move forward to him and whispered to his ear "Good night Daddy, I love you" She then kissed his cheek.

"I love you too Princess" Bradley kisses her forehead.

Ella turns to (Y/N) and kisses her cheek. "Good night Mommy, I love you"

"Love you too Princess" (Y/N) kisses her cheek and forehead. Ella back to Bradley's arms and let out a yawn. Bradley rubs her back until she falls asleep. (Y/N) stared at them and brush the hair that got on Ella cheek.

"What about Andy?" Bradley whispered to her. After silence for a minutes.

"Guess, we should buy that fake stache, Bradshaw" (Y/N) told him playfully.

"Oh no..." He whined.

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

In celebration of Lloyd getting his own master list I literally reread 3 whole series. The Grey Zone is definitely my most favorite plot wise because he’s so fucking into her emo look and I love it. Pretty sure he’s gonna be giving her a tattoo too (tramp stamp ?) but who knows.

Love everything you write Roo ( but love it a little extra when it wears a stache)

Lolll he would 100 tattoo something on her. Likely his name or initials or a little stache lmaoooo. He is so into it and its probably bc he usually goes for a way different type.

[sinners-if]

Mc willing ofc, how willing would Grey be to incorporate their criminal activities into their partner's work life. Like imagine owning a cute cafe w a secret basement for equipment staching and meetings. Maybe a bar where the crew is in the back diluting alcohol in their free time and meeting with clients in backrooms. Mc with a nonexistent to minimal criminal record being the perfect cover from any prying eyes *AND* theyre close enough for Grey to keep an eye on them

MC has to be fully on board. The train has left the station and is halfway to its destination. Even then, it takes a long time for Grey to agree because on one hand, yes, MC is closer, but they're closer to it all.

I don't know. I think they would eventually agree, but it would take a lot of work. They would have to be in control of every single detail because nothing can go wrong if MC is involved.

#sinnersif #sinners #greyasks

[klm-zoflorr]

My headcanons for the heads of the Magnus Institute- Part 2!

Part 1

Joseph Winsley (1903-1934)

This dude was closer to the previous head's affairs, to the higher administration of the Magnus Institute (which is by now a pretty recognized establishment). And also pretty ambitious. So it didn't come as a surprise when he became the next Head.

Joseph Winsley came from a very religious family. I don't think Jonah cares. He has his own god of terror (or like, gods. Fourteen of them lol) to bother with.

This body has dark hair arranged in a fashionable wave and pale skin, he looks a bit like a vampire. He's got literally the best mustache, thick and beautiful. He has a slim nose, practically non existent lips and in general looks a bit like a lizard. He has a very deep voice, and in retrospect I think he'll end up being one of Jonah's favorite bodies.

This era is somewhat characterised by darker tones, during this time he was wearing dark blues and greens. That's around this time Jonah started to make the shift from reds to greens. This was a very slow process lmao. Also, hats were very much a thing at this time. Jonah never liked hats, not a big hat guy he is, but for once he sucks it up and puts on a top hat.

Anyways, Joseph was 35 when Jonah took over and 66 when he booked it off. I think by this point Jonah got a bit more comfortable with extending his stays. Joseph Winsley disappeared under mysterious circumstances around the time of the new year, which means the next Head was appointed the year after.

Pictured: 40's, 50's and 60's

Richard Mendelson (1935-1973)

The body Jonah stayed in the longest so far, from when Richard was 31 to when he was 69. Richard stayed in relatively good health, so there wasn't a need for a change.

He has a flat, low nose, I guess you could call his face gaunt? With hard lines. He looks a bit like a predator and his lips are constantly curled in a sort of smirk. He has huge ears.

After the world's best mustache, you've got the world's shittiest stache. Jonah still loves it, this freak. Plus some sparse, low brows. Richard really doesn't have much in the way of facial hair. He does have glorious hair though, wavy and thick and chocolate far beyond the moment he should have been greying. And he is rocking these undercuts baby.

Oh, yeah. This one wears glasses (more as a statement, Jonah never needs glasses). He's also VERY tall, and built like a stick, with narrow poking shoulders.

I did promise suspenders and I delivered, thank you very much.

#jonah magnus #tma #the magnus archives #magpod #klm-zoflorr #tma art #my art #tma spoilers