Thirst Tweets ~ Drew Starkey

(Gif creds to kasmira)

Summary: After reacting to thirst tweets about your boyfriend, you just couldn’t help yourself when you got home

Warnings: spit kink, choking, dom!drew, sub!reader, oral (m&f receiving), name calling, minors dni, all underaged readers will be blocked

“Oh, fuck.” Drew threw his head back with a groan as you took his cock deeper into your mouth.

After you guys left the ‘thirst tweets’ interview, you had been all over him in the car. There was just something about the way he had reacted to the tweets about him and how he didn’t shut them down, that just got you going.

Especially his reaction to you guys reading the tweet about ‘Rafe’ spitting in their mouth. You saw the smirk on his face and how he bit his lip. Clearly, there were a few things about him you still had to learn.

You two had been together secretly for a year. You both had decided to keep it private between just your friends and family, not wanting it to be public just because you knew how it would go.

“What’s gotten into you, huh?” He asked, voice laced with arousal as he tangled his fingers into your hair and tugged on it. You looked up at him through your lashes as you released his cock with a ‘pop’ but kept your hand around him, slowly jerking him off as you rested your head on his leg, “I learned a few things about you today, baby.”

He tilted his at you, signaling for you to elaborate. You pressed a kiss to the vein on the side of his cock before placing one on his hip. You pressed kisses all up his torso as you leaned over him, “Don’t think i didn’t see the way your eyes lit up when we read about you, or well, Rafe, spitting in people’s mouths. There something you wanna tell me?”

Drew placed his hands on your waist as he flipped you two over, “I think someone forgot who she was talking to.”

The kiss was messy; all tongue and teeth. Drew dragged his hand down the side of your body before wrapping it around your thigh and hitched it around his waist. You moaned into his mouth at feeling his cock graze over your panty covered clit.

As soon as you two got back to your apartment, you stripped both of you down and immediately went to work on him. Ever since he started to grow his hair out again and got his ear pierced, there hadn’t been a day where you didn’t jump his bones.

“Is that what you want me to do? Spit in your mouth?” Drew asked once he pulled away from you. He nudged his nose against yours but quickly pulled away when you tried to kiss him again, “do you?”

You bit your lip as you nodded, “I think about it a lot.” Drew’s pulse picked up at your words and you watched as his eyes darkened

There were things about you he still didn’t know, sexually, at least. Despite the fact you two had been dating for so long, you were still shy when it came to certain things.

Drew let out a groan before licking his lips, eyes never leaving yours, “yeah? What else do you think about?” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then your cheek; jaw, and then your neck. Tilting your head to the side to give him more room, you ran your fingers through his hair, “I think about you fucking me against the the window, so everyone could see it. I-“

You cut yourself off with a moan as he nipped at the skin, before mumbling, “what else?”

How the fuck were you supposed to focus when he was grinding his hips against yours. Drew brought your attention back to him by slapping the side of your thigh and you let out a yelp, tugging roughly on his hair in return, “what else do you think about?”

“I think about you fucking me like you do when you’re frustrated,” you moaned as Drew now adverted his attention to your tits. He left wet kisses on them before wrapping his lips around one of your nipples while his other hand came up to tug on the other one. You let out a content hum as you relaxed into the bed, “I also think about you spitting in my mouth.”

He released your nipple with a ‘pop’ before looking up at your, “yeah? You want me to treat you like a whore?”

You whimpered, nodding your head at him. Drew smirked as he sat up on his knees and grabbed hold of your panties by the middle and tore it.

“Drew!”

He simply waved you off as he buried his face between your legs. You shot up, a hand on the his head as the other gripped the sheets, “oh, fuck.”

Drew lapped at your pussy, tongue barely grazing your clit each time it passed. He looked up at you as he pulled your legs apart, forcing them onto your shoulders. He sucked your clit into his mouth and his tongue prodded the bundle of nerves.

You tightened your grip on his hair and threw your head back with a groan. You brought your free hand up to paw at your breast, tugging on your nipple.

Drew looked up at you and nearly came at the sight of you playing with yourself. He released the hold on your leg before sliding his middle and ring finger up and down your wet pussy before sliding them into you.

“Oh, fuck.” You moaned as he thrusted his fingers into you at a brutal pace. Not having the strength to hold yourself up anymore, you let your arms drop and you fell back onto the bed. Drew pulled his mouth off of you and placed kisses on your stomach.

He kept with the brutal pace with his fingers as he leaned over you. He could feel your legs start to tremble once he brought his free hand up to wrap around your throat, “open your mouth.”

Your eyes lit up as you eagerly complied, sticking out your tongue. Drew leaned closer and let his spit fall into your mouth. You let out a moan, closing your mouth before pulling him down into a kiss.

He pulled his fingers out of you before wrapping his hand around his cock. Moaning into his mouth as you felt him drag the tip of cock over your pussy, you pulled away from him and looked down as he pushed in, “oh, shit.”

Drew dropped his head onto your shoulder as he started to set a sensual pace. He moved his knees under your thighs and spread them apart so he was able to move deeper. One of your hands was in his hair and the other was digging into his shoulders.

Drew grabbed hold of your jaw, tilting your head to the side so he could leave wet kisses on your neck. His thumb brushed over your bottom lip and you couldn’t help yourself; you nipped at it before wrapping your lips around it.

Not diverting his attention from your neck, he pushed his thumb deeper into your mouth. The hand that was in hair moved to hold onto his wrist.

He gave a particularly hard thrust and you moaned, pulling his thumb from your mouth, “right there.”

Drew pushed himself up onto his hands as he pulled away from you, “doesn’t matter how many times we fuck, you still turn into a little slut.”

“You're such an ass,” you groaned, which quickly turned into protests when he pulled out of you, “no, no, no. Please.”

Before you could process anything that was happening, drew had flipped you over and held your hands behind your back as he harshly thrusted back into you, “It’s like you’re begging me to punish you.”

“I thought you liked it when I begged.” You smirked, looking over your shoulder at him. Drew brought his hand down on your ass and gave you a dark look, “You really think you’re in any position to be smart with me?”

“Guess your just not fucking me good enough.” You shot back, which you quickly regretted when he lifted your hips and pushed your head down into the pillow before fucking into you, “just don’t know when to stop running your mouth, do you?”

All he was met with was a moan and he couldn’t help but smirk, “there we go. That’s what i like to fucking hear.”

All that could be heard was the sound of skin slapping and the moans coming from you, with the occasional groan from Drew. He wrapped your hair around his hand and tugged your head up, “C’mon, baby. Tell me what you want.”

“Wanna cum. Please.” Was all you could let out. You thrusted your hips back against Drew’s, matching his pace. Drew stopped moving and just watched with a glazed look in his eyes as you eagerly threw your ass back on him,”there we go. Fuck yourself on my cock.”

After a few minutes, drew wrapped his arms around your stomach and pulled you up against his chest, slowing down his pace as he turned your head to pull you into a kiss. It was the exact opposite of what was going on 30 seconds ago. One hand was on your tit, a firm grip on it as his other slid down the front of your body and down to rub your clit.

You jerked at the feeling, pulling away from the kiss as you leaned your head back on his shoulder, “Fuck.”

“That feel good?” He mumbled, eyes not leaving yours as you nodded, tugging your bottom lip into your mouth, “Mhm.”

“Do you think you deserve to cum?” Drew asked, tilting his head down to nip at your ear, “cause I don’t think you do.”

You quickly shook your head, eyes wide and terrified of not getting to cum, “No. Please. I’ll be good.”

“Yeah? Gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked, rubbing your clit faster, “not gonna run your mouth anymore?”

You let out a whimper as you reached behind him to thread your fingers in his hair, “just wanna be good for you.” You pulled his head down for a kiss before tugging on his lip and looking up at him with big doe eyes as you stuck your tongue out.

How could he refuse when you looked at him like that?

He gathered the spit in his mouth before letting it fall from his mouth and into yours. Before you could bring your tongue back into your mouth, Drew pulled you in for another kiss. You could feel his spit dripping down both of your chins but neither of you cared. Tugging on your bottom lip as he pulled away, Drew smirked as he pushed you forward and pulled out of you, “gonna have to work for it, baby. I want you to ride me.”

He laid down next to you on the bed, arms behind his head as he watched you kneel on shaky legs before swinging one of them over his hips. His hands came to hold onto your hips to help steady you as you reached for his cock. You could practically feel it throbbing as you slid down onto it.

You both let out a moan at the new feeling. Drew was well endowed and you always felt so full when you were on top.

“You okay, baby?” He asked, rubbing your hips with his thumbs. You couldn’t help but smile at him; even when he was railing the shit out of you, he was always making sure you were okay.

“Never better.” You laughed, placing your hands on his chest as Drew moved his hands to ass, squeezing it before placing a harsh slap on both cheeks, “Good. Now show much you’re gonna be good and fuck yourself on my cock.”

Slowly moving your hips up, leaving just the tip in, you brought your hips back down and you both let out a moan. Drew grabbed hold of your ass and helped with your movements.

You leaned down and pressed your lips to his jaw before moving down to his neck. In response, Drew held your hips down as he thrusted up into you.

“You’re squeezing-oh fuck- the shit out of me.” Drew let out as he sat the two of you up, moving your hips against his. You tugged his head back as you looked down at him.

Drew was the hottest man you had ever seen and you were so damn lucky to have him.

His pupils were blown, eyes droopy, and his lips were red and pouty. If he looked this fucked out, you could only imagine how you looked.

“That’s because y-you’re so big.” You stuttered, as your clit brushed the hair that was right above his dick. Drew smirked up at you as he brushed your hair back, “yeah, that right?”

“Mhm.” You mumbled as Drew leaned forward and wrapped his lips around your nipple and tugged on it before moving to your other one.

He pushed you backwards until you were laying on your back, taking advantage of your blissed out state as he moved both of your legs over his shoulders and thrusted back into you at a harsh pace.

“Oh shit,” you moaned, as Drew pushed your thighs to his chest, hovering over you as he rolled his hips into you. Your back arched off of the bed at the new feeling, You grabbed onto his biceps, digging your nails into them, “right there!”

Drew rolled his hips into yours with a smirk on his face, as he reached up to wrap his hand around your throat, “You know what you need to do if you wanna cum.”

‘Smug little bastard’

“Please let me cum…daddy.” You begged, grabbing hold of the wrist that held onto your throat, “I wanna cum for you.”

“Are you gonna be a good girl?” He teased and you had to refrain from rolling your eyes, “Yes. I wanna be your good girl. Please let me cum.”

He gave short but deep thrusts as he tilted his hips, which was all he needed to do to make you cum.

“Oh…fuck!” Your legs trembled on his shoulders as your pussy continuously pulsed around his dick. It didn’t take long for Drew’s orgasm to approach and he leaned down to kiss you, “where do you want me to cum?”

You blinked up at him, mind hazy and taken back by his question, “I-in me. I want you to cum in me. Please.”

Drew let out a loud moan at your words, not realizing how much of an impact they would have on him, “want me to cum in you? Fuck a baby into you? Hm, is that what you want?”

‘Well, it was now’

You whimpered as you nodded your head, “want a baby, Drew. Your baby.”

“I got you, baby. I’ll give you a baby.” Drew moved your legs so your thighs were pressed together and against his chest as he fucked into you relentlessly, desperate for his release. He threw his head back as his hips faltered against the back of your thighs.

You could feel his cum spurt into you in long ropes. And it felt… euphoric.

“Oh…shit.” He groaned as he pulled out, watching as his cum spilled out of you. He leaned over you to give you a kiss on the forehead, flopping on top of you, burrowing his head into your chest, “love you.”

“Love you, too, baby.”

A/N

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The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes [2023]

Ceasefire | 0.8 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

More Nick Bosa in Vegas

Nick Bosa

Superstar (Part 2)

Superstar

Pairing: Rooster x f!reader, (blink and you'll miss it, unrequited) Hangman x f!reader

Warnings: ANGST, good ending promise

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 19.7k (holy sh*t)

Summary:  “I’m no one special, just another wide eyed girl, who's desperately in love with you.”

OR 

Rooster is sure he's in love with this girl. Only problem is, he's never seen or face or know her name

No use of y/n

Based of off Superstar (Taylor's version) by Taylor Swift

Author's Note: See part 1 for my full notes about this piece. Here's Part 2!

You thought having a completely virtual relationship with Bradley was probably one of the most unlikely things that could’ve happened to you but so was being sorta friends with Hangman. 

You just gave clearance to Rooster, Hangman, and Phoenix who was with Bob. They were running a simulation course that had to be achieved under 2 minutes and the pilots were taking their time to get into position. 

Rooster was currently not connected to you as he was talking to Bob and Phoenix about the logistics of the exercise. Leaving you on comms with Hangman.

You texted rather frequently. Obviously not to the same degree as you and Rooster but he was quickly becoming one of your best friends. 

Behind that cocky facade was actually a very funny and thoughtful friend. He let you vent about the frustrations of your situation with Rooster, and he forced you to go out a few times a week to build up your confidence and actually make friends. 

It was really nice to have a friend because prior to Hangman, no knew about your Bradley situation, and it was a relief to finally have someone who knew and didn't judge you for it. 

“What time did you and Bradshaw go to sleep last night?” Hangman asked. 

“Despite your assumptions Hangman, we don’t spend ALL night talking to each other.” You retorted with a huff. 

“Ahh, so after 1 again” He chuckled.

Curse him for being right.

“I’m not talking to you about this Jacob.” You reply with a pout

“So I was right!” He laughed in amusement. 

Before you could reply, Rooster interrupted with an irritated tone. 

“Hey, who said you can talk to my girl Hangman? Get into position, I’ll be there in a sec.” Rooster said gruffly.

“Only because you make it too easy Rooster, see you up there. And I’ll talk to YOU later ATC.” Jake chuckled, smugness dripping from his voice, before he went radio silent. 

“Your girl huh?” You said softly, your voice now missing the joking tone it held just moments before. 

“Was he flirting with you? Why am I even asking, its Hangman, of course he was flirting with you.” You could hear the pout in his voice. 

You giggled at his unfounded jealousy.

“He wasn’t, I promise, we were just joking around.”

“And even if he was, you know I only have eyes for you” You tell him with a smile. 

“Promise Cloud?”

“Promise Brad Brad.”

——————————————————————————————-

You were seated in the Hard Deck with Laura, Lia, and Sara. Finally being considered a part of the group. You were sipping your drinks and laughing about the usual Navy antics that you all saw this week. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket to see no text from Rooster. This was a continuing trend starting earlier today after they landed post exercise. This was strange because Bradley, without fail, always texted you after he’d gotten out of his F-18 and returned to the pilot lounge. 

You were of course worried about him, he was not the type to just disappear without saying anything. Even now, you look across the bar to the dagger squad only to see that Bradley was not with them. You made eye contact with Jake and sent him a questioning look only for him to shrug at you and started tying on his phone. 

Jacob S: Before you ask, I haven’t seen him either.

You: Don’t you all usually leave together? 

Jacob S: Yeah usually, but he was held up today 

You: By what?

Before Hangman could reply to you, you saw the undeniable view of Rooster strutting into the Hard Deck, but he was not alone.

 He had a girl under his arm, she was tall, and built like a supermodel with dark hair and piercing green eyes that you can clearly see the color of even from across the room.

 You felt a weight the size of a bowling settle in your stomach. Who was she? 

“Thats Amanda Sharp.” Sara explained, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Call sign Rumor.”

“Apparently she is one of the best WSOs in the game, well of course behind Bob, Fanboy, and Halo.” She continued. 

“Why is she here?” Lia asked the question you were thinking. 

“This is not confirmed yet, but apparently she was called back to be Rooster’s back seater for a highly classified mission.” 

That covered the basis of who she was but another question was sitting on your brain. Who was she to Bradley?

“Ladies.” Jake showed up out of nowhere at your table.

“Do you mind if I borrow your friend for a moment?” He asked with his signature smirk pointing to you. 

“Of Course Lieutenant Commander.” Laura replied with soft sigh obviously affected by his charm. 

“Thank you I appreciate it.” He added before he led you to a corner of the bar that didn’t have as many receiving ears. 

“Before you freak out, that girl is Amanda Sharp, or Rumor, she got called here for an assignment with Rooster.” He explained.

“Yeah I’ve been informed of that.”

“Who is she? And why does she and Bradley seem close?” You asked, hoping he had more answers than your ATC friends. 

“I don’t know too much, but apparently shes from here and her and Rooster grew up together….” 

“Childhood sweethearts?” You inquired.

“I have no clue, but thats why I came to talk to you cuz I knew you would freak out.” 

“Freak out? I’m not freaking out. Oh my God! Is that why he hasn’t texted me all day? He was preoccupied with her.” You started pacing while Hangman looked at you in amusement.

“Shh relax, see? What did I say? ” He grabbed your shoulders to stop you from burning a hole on the ground.

“Yes he was showing her around base and we were getting briefed on the mission earlier today, which why we BOTH weren’t texting you earlier. But I’m sure sure you didn’t notice my absence as much as Bradshaw’s right?” He chuckled. 

“Sorry Jake..” You felt guilty at not also noticing your friends’ unresponsiveness. 

“No worries Honey, I’m just kidding.. Mostly.” 

You looked across the bar again, this girl, Amanda seemed to fit right in with their group, joking around with Phoenix and making the other pilots laugh. She was absolutely stunning.

“She’s really pretty..” You pointed out sadly. 

“Oh yeah she’s a smoke show.” Hangman agreed with your observation.

“I’m surprised you’re not over there flirting with her.” 

“Hey! I don’t have the urge to flirt with every attractive woman.” He exclaimed feigning offense. 

You raised a knowing eyebrow at him. 

“Okay you don’t believe me, but I could’ve been turning my charm on you a long time ago and I haven’t.” He rationalized. 

“That’s because you respect Rooster too much, and I’m not even your type.” You laughed at him. 

“Yes despite my better judgement I definitely respect Bradshaw too much.” He admits with a sigh.

“But you’re wrong about the second part, all beautiful women are my type, and last time I checked you honey,  fall under that category.” He corrected you. 

“Thanks Jake..”

You knew that he was just being a good friend, and trying to make you feel better. But you couldn’t help but feel insecure about your standing with Rooster, especially when a woman so beautiful and so suited for him is now within reach. 

You sigh sadly as you look at Rooster and Rumor across the bar, not only do they look good together, even their call signs sound good together. 

Hangman follows your eyes across the bar before putting a hand on your shoulder, rubbing circles on your back with his thumb. 

“Just talk to Bradshaw about it, okay?”

“I promise that nothing can come between what you have.” 

He says before returning back to the pool tables with the rest of the pilots. 

——————————————————————————————-

 You returned home after your conversation with Hangman, telling your friends that you suddenly had felt under the weather and wanted to get some rest. 

You wondered if Rooster was even going to call you tonight. It was part of your routine, your body and your heart expected it at this point. But with the recent developments, should you let yourself hope?

You always knew that this was going to end, Bradley couldn’t wait for you forever. He was eventually going to find his match, one who was not too afraid to show herself to him.And it was finally here, in the form of Amanda Sharp. 

You were preparing yourself for disappointment so you were genuinely surprised to receive a call from Rooster, albeit very much later than when he usually called, but nevertheless, he called you!

“Hey Cloud!” He sounded so excited.

“Hi.” you breathed out, hoping to sound as normal as possible. 

“How was your day?” He asked you. 

“It was okay, missed you today..” 

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry for being MIA, I had a pretty busy day.” He explained.

“That’s fine Brad, what did you do?” You asked him, hoping to not sound like you were prying (even though you already knew why he was so busy.)

“Hangman and I were briefed about an upcoming mission they want us to fly, its not yet official or confirmed but there’s a possibility they need us at some point.” 

He still had not mentioned Rumor, was he purposely trying to hide it from you? 

“Did anything else happen?” You tried your best to not sound accusatory. 

“Not too much, that took up the majority of the day honestly… Oh and Mandy came in today!” He sounded so overjoyed to mention her. 

“Mandy?” 

“She’s a WSO, call sign Rumor, she got called in for the possible mission.” 

You were hoping he would elaborate.

“So you know her well?” 

“Yeah.. we actually grew up together.” 

“Were you friends?” 

“Friends, and we dated for a little while in high school and then again while in flight school.” 

And there it was, the history and connection that you feared that the two shared. 

“Oh.. wow. That’s great, it must be great to reconnect with an old flame.” You forced out, trying to keep your voice from cracking. 

“Hey,, are you okay sweetheart?” Of course your distress would not go unnoticed by Bradley. 

“I’m fine, Rooster.” You insisted even though you were fighting everything in you to keep from crying.

“You know were ancient history right? We broke up before I even entered Top Gun.”

You wanted to trust him and you knew he wouldn’t intentionally lie to you. 

“Okay Bradley, I believe you.”

“Good because you’re the only girl I want.” You smiled, hoping that he was telling the truth.

‘Now tell me what I missed today Cloud.” 

——————————————————————————————-

The next couple of weeks has been… rough for the lack of a better word. Well it was for you, you weren’t quite so sure for Bradley. 

His texts slowly got more and more sporadic, until you only received at most 3 a day, and they almost always had something to do with Rumor.

Brad Brad ✈️🐔: Mandy cooked me lunch!

Or

Brad Brad ✈️🐔: I’m getting a haircut, Mandy says its getting too long.

He still made an effort to call you every night, but they were getting shorter and shorter and later and later, usually because he and Rumor were at the bar or having a movie night or getting dinner together.

Bradley told you they were just friends, and you wanted to trust him. But you were growing more and more anxious about their relationship every passing day. 

You were barely assigned to be ATC for Rooster since Rumor became his back seater, and the times you were, he was completely business and has not said anything outside asking for clearance. 

You would look at the from across the mess hall, or across the bar, or down at the Tarmac and see how comfortable and in touch they were with each other. Hangman would shoot you looks of pity whenever he would catch you doing this. 

Jakey 🤠: You look like a kicked puppy

You: Can you blame me?

Jakey 🤠: They’re just talking shop

You: Didn’t realize talking shop was so funny.

Jakey 🤠: It can be

Jakey 🤠: Just finish eating, and we can drink away the bad thoughts later 

You: I might just take you up on that.

When you were leaving the mess hall, you saw Rumor clinging to Bradley’s arm as they were laughing at something that you unfortunately missed. There’s the brick in your stomach settling in again. 

You were out with your ATC friends once again, trying to distract yourself from the crappy thoughts that were plaguing your mind. You were thankful that the group picked another bar, as you could not spend another evening seeing Amanda and Bradley together. 

“I swear I have no luck dating in this town.” Lia sighed

“It’s impossible to find a Navy man who’s emotionally available and single.” Sara explained. 

“I swear it would be easier to find a needle in a haystack.” 

You nodded in agreement, but keeping your own relationship troubles to yourself. 

“Speaking of Navy men..” Laura turned to you.

“What’s your deal with Hangman?”

“Jake? We’re friends.” You explained to them. 

“You guys seem awfully close.” Lia added with a raised eyebrow. 

“He’s just helping me through some things.” You hoped that this was enough to quell their curiosity. 

As much as you liked these girls, you were not ready for anyone else to know about your situation with Bradley. 

“Are you sure? I swore I saw something there.” Laura stated. 

“Nope, just a platonic casual friendship.” You smiled grateful for Jake’s companionship. 

“If you say so girl.” 

“Oh shit, y’all will not believe what just happened.” Sara exclaimed, wide eyed at something on her phone. 

“I know we should’ve gone to the Hard Deck tonight!”

The three of you stared at her in confusion, while Sara continued jaw slacked, typing on her phone. 

“Well are you going to share with the class?” Laura asked, clearly losing patience. 

“Okay, so my friend who works down in the hangar has been kind of giving me updates about the whole Rooster and Rumor situation.” Sara explained. 

“Situation?” Lia asked. 

“They’re like high school sweethearts or something and also had a bit of a thing at flight school.”. 

“Why'd they break up?” Laura asked. 

“From what I heard, they were assigned to different bases, Rooster in Virginia and Rumor in Texas. They couldn’t make it work with the distance.” 

“Unresolved feelings?” You added with a gulp, all your insecurities from the past couple weeks now culminating. 

“No actually, they decided to be ‘just friends’. And based on what my friend has been telling me these past few weeks, they do seem very much platonic.”

You could feel relief slowly fill you, maybe your worries have been unfounded and they really are just friends.”

“Then why the sudden freak out?” Laura inquired. 

“So my friend is at the Hard Deck right now, and she walked out to the back deck for some air. Guess who she saw out there making out?” 

“No!” Lia gasped. 

You suddenly felt like you just had the air punched out of you.

“So much for being ‘just friends.’” Laura chucked

You felt absolutely sick to your stomach. The whole world felt like it was spinning and it didn’t help that you already had two martinis in your system. 

You stood up, trying leaning on the table to keep your balance.

“I gotta use the restroom.” You excused yourself.

“You want us to come?” Lia asked. 

“No its okay I just need a minute.: 

You walked towards the back, trying to keep your footsteps even and your breathing as steady as possible. 

When you knew you were out of ear shot, you took out your phone and pressed a button on your recently called. The phone rang a couple times before being picked up. 

“Did you see it?” You asked

Hangman sighed before answering. 

“Yes I did.” 

You feel like you’ve been hit by a truck. 

You could no longer hold back the tears. 

“So this entire time I’ve been right to worry.” You sobbed. 

“No, I promise before tonight, they hadn’t been anything but completely platonic.” 

“The rest of us are just as shocked as you.” Jake argued. 

“People don’t just makeout out of nowhere Hangman.” 

It was getting harder and harder to breath as you the flood gates continuously brained themselves. 

“Honey, breath.” Jake was now worried. 

“I just-..”

“Jake, I can’-..”

“Where are you? I’m coming to get you.” 

You told him where you were and he came to pick you up less than 20 minutes later, telling Lia, Laura, and Sara you were having an allergic reaction and needed to get home. 

You spent most of the drive home sobbing your eyes out. With Jake not quite knowing what to do to help you. 

You finally got your breathing back to normal when he parked in froont of your apartment building. 

“I know you’re upset, and you are right to. But I think you need to talk to Bradshaw.” 

“At least let him explain.”

“There is nothing to explain Jake, I was right, there was something there with Rumor.” 

It felt ironic that her call sign was so fitting in this situation. 

“Even if there was something there the entire time, which I honestly doubt, you should at least hear him out.”

“He’s crazy about you, don’t just throw that away.” 

“Okay.” You tell Jake, not sure why, if only to get rid of him and wallow in your own self pity. 

“Call me or text me if you need anything okay?” He tells you before driving away. 

——————-——————————————————————————————-—————

Bradley still called you, you don’t know why. He should’ve been with Amnada right now, letting out the years of frustration from being apart. 

Or maybe the gentleman he was, called to call things off with you instead of leaving you in the dark. You didn’t know which one would be worse for you in this situation.

“I missed you today baby.’ You heard his voice breath out. 

Baby? Why was he talking to you like he didn’t just have his tongue down Rumor’s throat less than an hour ago?

“Is it true Bradley?”

You heard his breath hitch.

“How’d you find out?” He asked, guilt coating his voice. 

“The Hard Deck is not exactly a private place. Everyone on base knows by now.” You answered voice solemn. 

“Please don’t be mad, I can explain.” He stated frantically.

“Explain what Bradley? You and Rumor kissed, I think thats all you can say about it.” 

“You rekindled the old flame.” 

“No you couldn’t be anymore wrong.” he insisted.

“Maybe we had something in the past but I never thought of her as anymore than a friend after I met you.” 

“Earlier at the Hard Deck we were with the rest of the squad playing pool like we usually do and she asked if we could talk outside.” He explained. 

You debated stopping him, avoid hearing the sordid details, but for some reason unknown you let him continue. 

“She told me that the past few weeks made her realize that she still had feelings for me and then she kissed me.” 

“But I swear to you I pushed her away, and I told her that there was someone else and that I just saw her as a friend.

“But not before everyone in the Hard Deck saw.” 

Did you want to believe him? Why would Rooster be stupid enough to push away his breathtakingly beautiful ex girlfriend for you?

He was attempting to make you feel better but the cause of their breakup was being torn apart by distance. And now that they’re back in the same place. What's to stop them from starting again?

“Its okay Bradley, you don’t have to lie to me if you still feel something for her.” You wanted to make this as clean of a break as possible, if he was going to leave you at least you can go with dignity. 

“I already told you Cloud. Theres nothing there.. Its ancient history!”

“I love you!” He exclaimed. 

“Bradley please. You don’t have to say that.”

“But its true. Why don’t you believe me? Why don’t you trust me?” He pleaded.

“That’s not it! Bradley, I just-”

“No you don’t! We’ve been doing this dance for months, and anytime I tell you how I feel, you discount my feelings.”

“Despite everything you still won’t meet me!I still don’t even know your name!” 

“Why don’t you let me see who you are?” He begged. 

“I think we need to end this.” 

It broke your heart to have to do this, but you knew it was inevitable, it was better to rip off the bandaid than to let both of you get hurt more. 

“What are you saying?”

“Bradley I’m sorry, I don’t want to hold you back anymore. You deserve someone who's smart, beautiful, accomplished, you deserve so much better than me.” You could no longer stop the tear that escaped from your eyes. 

“But don’t you get it Cloud? You are all those things, I’ve never seen your face but I know that, I know you, and I love you. You are all I want.”

“Bradley.. I can’t.”

“Okay then I won’t push you, and I won’t force you to stay if that’s not what you want.”

“But just know.. I didn’t leave, I don’t want to leave. You pushed me away.” 

You pressed end call before you could hurt him more than you already have. It needed to be done. Now he was free to explore whatever could happen with Rumor and you can maybe start to move on with your life. 

And for the first time in a long time rather than the sound of Bradley’s voice, you fell asleep to complete silence

——————————————————————————————-

Your punctuality and your perfect attendance at work definitely paid off because you now accumulated enough vacation days to mope around and heal from your breakup with Bradley. (Can you even call it a breakup if you were never actually together?)

You couldn’t log into work and be his ATC after everything thats happened. And you couldn’t sit up on that comm tower and watch him and Rumor rekindle their relationship. 

You spent the past three days licking your wounds and getting used to the silence that filled your once enlivened phone, with only an occasional text from your mom, fellow ATCs , and Jake reminding you that your phone did actually still work. 

You were ready to sleep the rest of the day away when you got a text from Hangman.

Jakey 🤠: Open your door, I’m outside. 

You: No. I want to be alone.

Jakey 🤠: I know that, I promise I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important.

Jakey 🤠: Please

You: Fine.

You dragged yourself off your bed, not bothering to care that you did not look presentable enough to be seen by other humans. 

You opened the door to a nervous Hangman in his dress whites. 

You let him in and watched him awkwardly stand in your living room before asking.

“What is so important Jake?”

“You need to see Bradshaw. In person. Face to face. Tonight.” He tells you firmly.

“Absolutely not!” 

“Did he put you up to this? I did what I did, for him. Bradley and I are done, and there no reason to-”

“Please listen.” Hangman interrupted desperately. You can tell he was holding back a lot so you stopped yourself from continuing your tirade and sat on your couch. Eyeing Hangman and silently inviting him to sit as well. 

He sat on the spot next to you, avoiding your gaze, which you couldn’t understand because Jake was not the type to shy away from eye contact. 

“That mission that we kept talking about? Rooster, Rumor, and I were chosen to fly it.” He explained, his leg bouncing anxiously. 

“I thought that mission was only circumstantial? It wasn’t even confirmed.” You were confused. 

“Well they confirmed it. Today.” He replied

“Were getting shipped out tomorrow.” 

“How bad is it?” You gulped.

“Its bad, we’ve never seen anything like it.” 

“Is it worse that the uranium plant?”

He nodded silently. 

“Oh Jake.” You hugged his figure tightly, trying to exude as much sympathy as you could in your embrace. 

He released himself your grasp after a few moments and looked at you with a sad smile.

“Now don’t go crying on me now Honey. Don’t you worry about me, I chose to risk my life for my country.” 

Of course, expect Hangman to joke even in the face of death. 

He stood up unexpectedly pulling you up with him. 

“But that’s why you need to talk to Rooster.” 

“Don’t let him go, not knowing who you are.” 

“But Jake-.” You were ready to protest with the same point you’ve been using this entire ordeal, which were now sounding insignificant in the grand scheme of things. 

“You already broke it off, you already lost each other. What more can you lose?” 

“Do this, not just for him but for you. You will regret it for the rest of your life if you don’t.”

He was right. Rooster was leaving for a mission so classified and dangerous that only the three aviators, admirals, and a select few ATCs knew about it. If Bradley died on that mission, you would hate yourself forever for never giving him answers.

“Okay.. I will.” You replied softly. 

“Atta-girl.” Jake smiled at you with his signature smirk. 

“Now go shower and get ready because you stink!” He tells you playfully as you made your way to your bedroom to make yourself presentable.

You found yourself yet again anxiously sitting in the passenger seat of Jake’s car. 

“Stop being so nervous, I promise it’ll be okay. Bradshaw loves you.” Jake tells you as you pull up to the Hard Deck. 

You exit Hangman’s truck and enter the Hard Deck cautiously, immediately searching for Bradley. 

Then you saw him, he was sitting at the bar in his dress whites nursing a scotch. He was absolutely radiant. 

You debated turning around and walking out of that bar and out of Bradley’s life forever, but you kept your feet planted, and slowly but surely made your way to him. 

“Rooster?” You call to him with a tap on his shoulder. 

Here goes nothing. 

He says your name in response, and as much as you love the little nickname he’s been calling you these past several months, hearing him say your real name felt absolutely perfect, like he was always meant to say it. 

“You’re Hangman’s friend right?” He asks you with a small smile. 

“Yes I am! I’m here because I wanted to say-” 

“I’m sorry ma’am, I don’t mean to be rude, but tonight is sort of a last hurrah and I’m waiting for-”

“Oh here she is!” 

You turned to see Leiutenant Sharp approaching the bar. 

“Mandy! You’re finally here.” He said with a wide smile as he pulled her in for a hug

And there it was, you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces, and any hope you had was swept away. 

“Roo! Come on you owe me a dance.” She tells him as she pulled him up from his stool. 

“Sure, just let me talk to-” Rooster turned to look at you but you were already gone. 

'

How could you have been so stupid? You should’ve just left the situation alone. You had a clean break and you did it with your dignity intact. 

But you were so dumb and such a hopeless romantic for letting Jake drag you there only to have your heart further ripped apart. 

You ran out to the back deck, not being able to stand to be around the new (old?) couple any longer. You tried, you really did but you weren’t even worth his time. 

You wished you stayed in bed, where you were safe, instead you were here completely humiliated, trying not to further embarrass yourself by crying in public. 

You heard the back door open and saw Jake step out into the night. 

“I saw what happened…” 

“So you saw how completely humiliated I was?” You asked him, frustration flooding out of your body. 

“He obviously has a lot on his mind, he didn’t mean it, if you tried again-”

“Don’t you get it Jake? Everything I told you would happen, happened.”

“He completely blew me off! He didn’t even let me talk.” You didn’t realize how loud you were and didn’t realize that Bradley’s pricked up, finally recognizing your voice. 

“He took one look at me and decided I wasn’t even worth his time.” 

“Can I even blame him Jake? Look at me, I wouldn’t give me the time of day either.”

“No Stop! I am sick of you not seeing just how beautiful you are!” Jake blurted. 

“You are so absolutely breathtaking and Bradshaw is an idiot for blowing you off.” 

You were shocked at his admition, you opened your mouth to reply, when you heard the back door open. 

“I am an idiot.” You were shocked to see Bradley now standing on the back deck. 

Shocked silence settled between the three of you

“I’ll leave you two to talk.” Jake ended the stillness before moving back inside the Hard Deck. 

“So its you.” Bradley stared at you with a straight face, his expression indiscernible.

Its funny how you were so much better at reading him when it was just his voice. 

“You have been here the whole time.” He commented

“Yeah Bradley I have.” You sighed, staring down at your feet. 

“Look at me.” He pleaded. 

You slowly looked up to see he was now closer to you. Almost a breath away. 

“Why? Why did you hide from me for so long?” 

“I already told you.. You deserve someone better than me.” You answered, your voice cracking.

“And I told you that you are all I want.”

“You say that Bradley but when I tried to show myself to you…you tossed me aside.” 

“Within one sentence you decided that I wasn’t enough.” 

“You know that was not my intention.” He replied.

“But that’s exactly what you did. So all of my anxieties were proven right.”

“I’m no one special, just another wide eyed girl, who's desperately in love with you.”

You avoided saying those three words to him, knowing that whatever you had was temporary, you were trying to protect yourself. Even now after admitting it, you didn’t feel any weight lift off of you, your heart only feeling heavier.

Bradley stared at you with wide eyes, but made no effort to respond to you finally declaring your love for him.

You decided to not let this shit show drag on any longer. 

“Good luck on your mission Leuitenant Commander Bradshaw.” You whispered, touching your hand to his cheek, accepting that this is the last interaction you’ll ever have with him. 

With that final action, you turned and ran out back to the parking lot, Jake running after you, and leaving Bradley standing alone. 

——————————————————————————————-

The drive home was done in relative silence, a million thoughts swirling around your head.

You almost didn’t realize that Jake’s truck was now parked in front of your apartment building. 

You both continued to sit in silence, not knowing what the other one was thinking. 

“Hey about what I said earlier…it was completely out of nowhere and I don’t want to give you more to worry about” Jake took the leap.

“Can we just forget about it?”

You decided to not make it any harder for him, the night already having too much drama for you to handle. 

“Don’t worry about it Jake, consider it forgotten.” You smiled at him finally unbuckling yourself. 

“But I meant it, you are so beautiful, both inside and out. I know it, and even though Bradshaw is a moron, he knows it too.” 

“I just wish you knew it.” 

“Thank you Jake…for everything.” You tell him softly. 

“Good luck tomorrow Hangman, try your best to come back okay? I still need my best friend alive and well.” You gave him the most genuine smile you could muster. 

“I’ll try my best Honey.” Giving you that signature dazzling Seresin smile. 

And with a final kiss on his cheek, you jumped of the truck and back into your lonely apartment. 

——————————————————————————————-

You couldn’t bring yourself to sleep even if you wanted to. 

When did life get so complicated?

You were missing the quiet existence you were living before that faithful mission and that indecorous call. 

But you knew deep down that you would never trade the time you had with Bradley for anything. Even though it did end as painfully as it did. 

You were laid on your bed staring at the ceiling, you’ve run out of tears to cry hours ago, and now you were just numb. 

The events that transpired earlier that evening were definitely part of the reason for your restlessness, but you also couldn’t feel panicked about the mission that Bradley and Jake were about to embark on. 

Technically you did give Bradley a proper goodbye, but it obviously didn’t go quite as you hoped, even though it did prove your previously thought irrational musings correct. 

But the satisfaction you usually had about being proven right was absent and all you felt was dread. But this is how it's meant to be. 

If (and hopefully when) the three aviators return from the mission, Bradley will return to Amanda, who he rightly belonged. He will continue to be well known in the Navy community, hell he might even get another promotion.

And you would just be back to being another ATC, back to being invisible. 

An incredibly hard pill to swallow but one that you always knew you had to take. 

Your bedside alarm flashed the time, 4:15am. In less than an hour they will be well on their way to uncertain death and there no use being awake if it’ll be the same outcome no matter what you do. 

You reached to turn off your phone for the night, but you saw the notification from someone you assumed no longer wanted to have anything to do with you. 

Brad Brad ✈️🐔

2 new voicemails

You took a deep breath before pressing play on the first one.

“Hey Cloud.. Oh sorry”

He apolgized before correcting himself and saying your name.

“I know that this is coming too late, and you probably won’t hear until I’ve already gone. I honestly don’t know if you’ll hear this message at all, honestly I wouldn't blame you if you just deleted this message once you saw it was from me…..

“But in case you do listen, I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I screwed up so badly, and I was a complete asshole to you. I guess I was so in my head about the mission, Mandy, and how you ended things with us, that I ignored what was always in front of me. Every moment I spent talking to you made so indescribably happy, it was like I was on Cloud 9, every single day I heard your voice. All I’ve wanted these past few months was you, to see you, to finally touch you and prove to myself that you weren’t just a figment of my imagination. ”

“When you came up to me earlier tonight, and finally make what I’ve been wishing for a reality, I fucked it up by being an idiot. I was so caught up in my own bullshit that while I did hear your voice and your words, I wasn’t listening. Because if I was actually listening I would’ve found you a long time ago. 

“I should’ve know it was you…from the moment I saw you, I couldn’t my take yes off of you. The girl who was so breathtaking that I almost tripped over myself in the hallway. The girl sitting across the room from me in the mess hall whose laugh seemed so full of life. I was even jealous of Hangman for getting to be friends with this beautiful girl. I was looking for you this entire time, when I should’ve seen that you were always there. I was just too ignorant to notice. 

“It hurt that you hid your face and your name from me, it honestly felt like you didn’t trust me. That I was just a little plaything for you. But I can see now that I was wrong. It breaks my heart that you think that you’re not good enough for me, because you are, you are more than good enough. I’m the one who's not worthy of your kindness, your admiration, and your love…”

“I hate that you think you’re just another girl, one whos not worthy of all the love in the world. I hate everything and every person that ever made you feel that way. And I especially hate that I was one of them.” 

“Theres so many other things I want to say, but my point is I love you Cloud. You are the best parts of my day, you make me laugh, you listen to my stupid jokes, tolerate my instent flirting, you give me another reason to keep going. I haven’t had one since my parents died… You made me remember why I loved music.”

“I wish things could’ve gone differently earlier, if I didn’t fuck up so badly, I would be with you right now. And if I don’t come back at least I would’ve still had the chance to hold you in my arms. But I ruined that for myself. 

“So if I never see you again, I want to say thank you, thank you for all the love and support you’ve given me. Thank you for making me feel like I’m on Cloud 9. I really hope you can forgive me, but of course I understand if you don’t. I owe you that much. 

“I promise I will try to come back, okay? I will try to come back for you. And I will spend the rest of my life trying to become the man that is good enough for you.  I love you Cloud, and whether i die tomorrow or 80 years from now… I always will.”

The voicemail ended with a beep. 

Bradley loves you, even after he saw you, he still loves you. 

In fact he loves you not DESPITE all the things you hate about yourself but BECAUSE of all those things. He’s the one who think hes not good enough, not the other way around. And he couldn’t be any more wrong. 

Tears once again coated your face, this time not because of pain and sadness but because of joy. 

You remembered that he sent a second voicemail, you couldn’t think of what else Bradley could've added to make you love him more. It's impossible. 

You pressed play and heard his voice singing “Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You” , the first song he’s ever sung to you, and you couldn’t help but let more tears of joy fall. 

Yet again, he managed to prove you wrong. He was too good at that. 

Then a realization hit you. You flipped your head to see the time, 4:30am.

You have to head to base, You got dressed as quickly as possible, even quicker than the day you woke up late. 

You quickly drove into base, pulling into the employee parking lt not even bothering to check if you were between the lines. 

You sprinted across the tarmac past the remaining planes and to the dock where the aircraft carrier was positioned to set sail. 

Thank God, it hadn’t left the dock. You saw the crew that was manning the mission enter the carrier, it was a fairly small crew due to the classified nature of the mission. You looked around hoping to find Bradley to no avail. 

He was probably situated deep in the carrier, preparing for his mission. You were too late. 

You suddenly heard someone call your name. 

You turned to see Jake jogging towards you. You were a bit disappointed, but glad to see your friend off before he boarded. 

“What are you doing here?” Jake asked you joy plastered on his face.

“Just saying goodbye to my best friend.” You said with a smile giving him a hug. 

When you both came out from the hug,  you noticed Jake looking past your head

“I’m really happy to see you.” He chuckled.

“But there’s someone else who’s gonna be even happier to see you.” He said with a soft smile as he pointed behind you. 

You turned around and there he was. The man whos voice you spent every night falling asleep to, the man you had to remind that if something is unnaturally green you shouldn’t eat it, and the man who you were so hopelessly and deeply in love with.

You were both staring at one another, slowly walking towards one another, only a few inches apart. Not knowing who was going to make the first move or say the first words. 

“Oh hell, am I gonna have to do everything?” Jake exclaimed before pushing you into Bradley’s arms. 

“Thank me later!” Jake waved back as he walked to board the carrier. 

“You’re here!” Bradley smiled, ending your vocal stalemate. 

“I got your voicemails.” You responded also a smile adorning your face. 

Bradley pulled you closer, his arms wrapped you waist and yours around neck. You were now nose to nose. 

“So you know I meant every single word of it.” He whispered. 

“I do.” You responded. 

“And i want you to know.. I love you too Brad Brad.” 

That was enough for him to finally close the distance between your lips. 

You must’ve imagine what kissing Bradley would feel like a thousand times, but none of those daydreams and fantasies compared to the real deal. 

It felt like you were drinking water after a lifetime of thirst. His lift were so soft and firm and it felt like absolute magic. His fingers dug into you waist and you leaned deeper into him as he ran his tongue across your lips. You took the hint and opened your mouth and the minute his tongue slipped in you couldn’t fight the moan that escaped your lips . 

You suddenly rememebered where you were and pulled back, connecting your forehead with his. 

“Sorry Cloud, got a bit carried away there.” Bradley comments with a smirk. 

“Yeah, you think?” You reply with an amused smile. 

“I’m sorry, i must’ve forgotten my manners. How about I take you to dinner first?” He asks you. 

“Hmmm..I don’t know.” You reply jokingly. 

“Come on! Rejecting me again sweetheart? A man’s pride can only take so many hits” Bradley says with a pout

“I’m just kidding, I’d love to go to dinner with you.” You giggle kissing the pout off his face. 

“In one condition..” You added. 

“Oh yeah? What is that?” He asked with a raise eyebrow. 

“Come back alive.” 

“Deal.”

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Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader

A/N: AHHH WE ARE AT THE GRAND FINALE!!! Y'all, I'm so sorry it took a galactic year but I hope you're still with me and that you enjoy this final episode of trope city. Thank you so much for all the support <3

Summary: Fake dating your friend, Bradley Bradshaw - what could possibly go wrong? Your sister is getting married and you need a date. You enlist Bradley's help and the rest is history.

CW: brief allusion to self-harm, swearing, making out, ANGST GALORE, fluff (not in any particular order)

Start from the beginning: Part I

Masterlist

“Are you cold?” Steven goes to take off his jacket.

“I’m fine,” you say impatiently. “Just get on with it, will you?”

Steven shrugs his jacket back on while you wrap your arms around yourself, holding in a shiver. The morning is much cooler than you expected it to be and there’s a white mist hanging over the surface of the placid water. Steven watches you pretend to be comfortable in your sundress under the moody skies. You’ve been pretending a lot lately.

“Today, Steven,” you say through gritted teeth because you’re clenching them to avoid them chattering.

He lets out a resolute sigh, looking down at the ground. He seems anxious. “Your boyfriend,” he says with a grimace, peering up at you briefly before reverting his gaze to the dock underfoot. “How well do you know him?”

new year’s eve

pairing: chris evans x reader

summary: you and chris are the only single people in your friend group, so find a new way to ring in the new year

word count: 2.1k

warnings: unprotected sex, smut, car sex, dirty talk, swearing, handjobs, fingering, minors DNI

You absentmindedly scrolled through Instagram as you did your makeup. You were currently at your best friend Chris’ apartment. You both were getting ready for a New Years Eve party being hosted by a mutual friend of yours. You both had planned to get ready at Chris’ apartment and then ride over together.

“Oh, I swear to God,” you mumbled under your breath as you looked at your phone. Chris, who was in his connecting bedroom getting ready, perked up at the sound of your complaint. “You alright?” He asked, walking into the doorway.

You turned your phone to show him the screen and rolled your eyes. “Ringing in the new year with the love of my life,” you read the caption of the photo in a mocking tone. Chris began to chuckle, knowing exactly where this conversation was going. “If I see another one of these sappy posts, I’m gonna throw my phone across the room” you said, running your hand through your hair in frustration.

Chris slowly walked over to you and took your phone out of your hand. He set it down on the counter and pulled you into a hug. “There’s nothing wrong with being single, I promise you aren’t missing out on anything.” He said, trying to comfort you. He rubbed his hands up and down your back. You let out a sigh while hugging him back.

“I just hate seeing all the couples rubbing it in during the holidays.” You explained to him. He nodded, completely understanding where you were coming from. He pulled out of the hug and gave you a soft smile. “I get it, the holidays are a horrible time to be single.” He agreed.

So like do I have to watch this movie? 🤔

Traitor

Part Two

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x female!reader, Jake “Hangman” Seresin x female!reader

TW:18+, cheating, radioactive levels of toxicity lol, smut, choking, voyeurism kind of, swearing, ANGST

Summary: Bradleys been acting off for a while and you finally pinpoint what the cause is. Unfortunately for him, you believe in an eye for an eye.

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: Y’ALL this is something else let me tell ya. We love a spiteful queen. Its 2 am and I will use this gif as much as I can because I love this slutty black t shirt.

Goddammit make it stop!!

Fuuuuuck please…

Ok 👌🏾