Latest Posts by callsign-hummingbird - Page 4

Tomorrow is the day of The Lord and the day of rest, If I have any anonymous posts/comments coming for me because I tagged miles teller or Tom cruise or anything else stupid and rude, I will find you and I will block you. Ain’t nobody go time for that. And don’t think I won’t either. I want to honor Jesus tomorrow and not have to deal with that. I need Jesus, that’s why I’m saying that. If I do receive anything like that, I will be very disappointed and upset that you ruined my day with Jesus, I mean almost everyday is a day with Jesus for me, but Sundays are like our special bonding time for me and him. So Leave us alone. Thank you. Love you guys!

I stay away from TikTok for my mental health, lol. I tumblr used to be my happy place, and they ruined it. Some people here got death threats! Over having a different opinion!!! But when they come after your looks you know you've already won the discussion.😂 It gave me a chuckle when they tried to make fun of Glen's face, my eyesight is pretty bad, but even I can see it's a reach.

Right? Yeah, Tumblr use to be my happy place too and then he’ll consumed it. I’m honestly thinking about deleting almost all of my social media for a while. Glen has a perfect face though. He’s amazing.

I'm so tired too, and what annoys me is that the main haters on tumblr act like they're not doing anything wrong, just giving people a platform. Fuck that noise. If I see one more girl who's been cheated on rag on Glen, because they take the whole thing personally I'm going to scream. They are the ones who created a rumor based on Gigi's vague as fuck posts.

Really though! Say it louder for the people in the back! This one Glen hater on Tik Tok started coming for my looks just because I told them off and they can’t hand the freaking truth.

why are u hashtagging miles teller in sydney glen stuff leave him out of their weird ass drama

Because. Glen is friends with them and I’m trying to get this out so people can know what’s going on. It’s so great that you’re posting anonymously because it really shows

Your character. And I tagged Glen and Sydney because it does involve them and I tagged miles because he’s a friend of Glen. I’m allowed to post what I can and want on my page. Don’t be coming for me when

Your anonymous. Grow some and tell me

Unanimously.

When you realize calling someone ugly in a fight isn’t about looks, but you’re literally calling them ugly on the inside. Like I don’t care what you look like, but what you did was a reflection of who you are on the inside.

Okay, I can’t even look on Social Media anymore and see anything but the whole debacle with Sydney and Glen. Like WTF??!? Leave them alone. Stop making stupid rumor videos about them! You don’t know what happened and I’m assuming Glen never even cheated with Sydney because I feel they would have said something about it right now and Glen would look way more guilty. I swear, people NEED TO GET A LIFE… Do I need to spell it out for you because you’re that incompetent to get such a simple concept? Everytime I see a Glen and Sydney video that’s literally like on a day old, I mentally tell them to SHUT UP already and move on. There have been many sources telling us the truth of what really happened on that set and that Gigi broke up with Glen before any of this BS. But no matter how many people come out and tell us what really happened, people still choose to believe these rumors and the trash that it is. I’m sorry, but that’s stupid and Glen and Sydney do not deserve it right now. I’m getting tired of it, others are getting tired of it, and I bet Glen and Sydney are getting tired of it too.

You’ll be Mrs. Bradley Rooster Bradshaw and I’ll be Mrs. Jake Hangman Seresin.😍

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Such a beautiful choice! He’s literally perfect. Jake is my mine.

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Who’s your favorite TGM character?

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Girl, you’re my new bestie

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Girl or Guy(sorry), I’m with you all the way for this. Our fandom is toxic. Actually, the whole world is. People like to think of celebrities as perfect people or sometimes the opposite actually- entitled people who never had to work a day in their lives. When really they aren’t. Okay, but like if people were judging you the way they are judging Glen, you’d feel really bad about yourself and I bet Glen is too. It’s so funny how when celebrities are shown differently than a perfect person or an entitled celeb, people choose to be negative about it. Like he/she is just trying to be nice for clout or he/she is the worst etc. it’s really sad that we choose not to see the positive in others and that’s become our norm in our society.

Glen does deserve more and honestly, it could have been worse. At least he didn’t make a sex tape with Sydney(which most other celebrities have, just saying) and there are many sources who are coming out saying that he never had an affair with Sydney and they were strictly professional on set. People have to remember they’re actors and in order to get a scene right, they have to practice to make a scene right many times-blocking and what not. A bunch of those pictures were probably just that, then blocking and practicing their chemistry and getting intimate for a scene. People also have to remember that the media loves to manipulate a bunch of things into what they actually aren’t. I can tell you with a surety that media does do that for clout. Anyways, In all, I agree with you.

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Can this semester get any worse??? I just hit a curb and scratch the front end of my car…😖😫 As of right now, I’m takin suggestions. The gif is for you guys I’m like freaking Maverick, but with cars……

The Nanny (Hangman x Reader)

authors note: so, hangman won by a long shot in the poll, but for the few that voted for the rest, they're still coming! i have to deal with the bs with my basement and i am a college student, so i have to deal with my coursework as well.

this will be a mutli part series, im not sure how many parts though

pairing: jake "hangman" seresin x benjamin niece!reader; established mav x penny

warnings: some swear words and an inaccurate depiction of how social workers handle dropping a baby off to its living, absent father. also cyclone is a dad bc jon hamm if a dilf.

not proof or beta read, we die like men.

summary: Hangman wakes up one day to a social worker and an infant on his doorstep. the infant? his 3 month old daughter.

word count: 1.9k

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It was the one day that the Dagger squad had a later morning (11am, per Maverick’s request), so when the pounding on Jake’s door woke him up at 8:45, he was a little pissed.

He stumbled out of bed and the arms of some red head whose name he definitely doesn’t remember, throwing on a shirt along the way to his front door where the pounding is originating from and reverberating through his skull. “I heard you the first fucking time,” he curses out, throwing the door open and preparing to unleash verbal hell on the person standing at his doorstep.

All the words die out though when he sees an older woman standing there with a sleeping baby in a car seat at her feet. “Jacob Seresin?” she asks and his eyes bounce between the infant and the woman.

“Yes?” he asks, voice cracking a bit as he looks back to the woman.

“Do you mind if I come in?” he nods and moves aside as she picks up the car seat and steps inside. “My name is Caroline Husband, I’m a social worker for the state of California.” she tells him as she sets the seat down on his coffee table, “and this is Avery. Your daughter.” 

Jake feels his heart stop as he looks down at the little girl, “what, what do you mean?” he sinks down to the floor on his knees, heart racing and Caroline gives him a small smile.

“Her mother-” she looks down at the paperwork she was holding, “Samantha Barnes, passed away from complications shortly after birth, you were listed as father on the birth certificate.” 

Samantha Barnes… Jake remembered her with a small smile. They were briefly exclusive before she had disappeared one night, leaving behind the memories and a note saying she needed to go back home to help with her ailing father, her last living relative that she still spoke to.

“H-how uh, how old is she?” he asks, taking her small, but definitely bigger than a newborn, hand in between his finger and thumb.

“She spent some time with a foster while the state was waiting for you to return stateside. She just turned 3 months old.” Caroline forms him, which makes sense as he was just in the middle of the ocean for the last five months. “I have some supplies in my car that her foster mom put together for you, should you choose to keep her.” 

“Choose to?” he asks, as if there was any other option for him. The second he found out Avery was his, there was never any other option.

“You can alway sign your parental rights away, there’s plenty of families looking to adopt babies.” she says and he shakes his head.

“No, she stays with me,” Jake says as he stands and Caroline smiles up at him.

“Well then, there’s all the information that you need. Her old foster mom made a list of information for you, her pediatrician, what formula she was feeding, how to prepare bottles...” she goes on to tell him more necessary information about Avery but tunes her out as he watches the little girl start to wake up and look around, well, as much as a 3 month old can, he supposed. “Here’s my card, it has my personal cell phone number on the back should you not be able to reach me at my office in the event of an emergency.” 

He takes it with a smile and a thank you before walking Caroline to the door to help her bring the items in from her car and as quickly as she was here, she was gone. Leaving Jake to sit on his couch as he stares into the eyes of his daughter. 

He kicks out his guest after 15 minutes of sitting there before he’s googling how to put a car seat base securely into the back seat of a F-150. After fighting for what felt like an hour (only 10 minutes) he has his daughter secured in his car before driving way under the speed limit to The Hard Deck, only 45 minutes late to meeting up with the rest of the Daggers but as soon as they see him walk into the bar with a car seat, all the teasing for being late blows out of there mind. 

“Do we need to call the police?” Bradley teases and Jake lets out a nervous laugh.

“No.. no police needed.” Jake says as he sets his daughter’s car seat and diaper bag in the middle of the pool table the team was surrounding.

“Well, then who is this?” 

Jake takes a deep breath before answering, “this is my daughter, Avery Seresin.”

Immediately the team has plenty of questions for the team’s resident playboy. He explains the situation as best he can with the information he got from Caroline.

“I never even knew Sam was pregnant. She never said anything and then she was gone.” Jake says softly as he looks down as his daughter in his arms, sleepily drinking from the bottle he made and Penny gives him a smile.

“You seem like a natural already.” she says, snapping a photo of the daddy-daughter moment and he smiles.

“Yeah, I was still around when my sisters started having their own kids, all girls too, ironically.” he responds with a small laugh and the movement of his chest startled Avery awake and she starts drinking more steadily again.

The squad takes the rest of the day before the bar opens with turns holding the newest member of the team. Aside from Jake, Bob and Natasha were the only other two who seemed comfortable enough to hold her without needing any instruction on support for her head. 

“Does Cyclone know you have a kid yet?” Mav asks as he takes his turn holding Avery, seasoned from when Bradley was a baby and he used to watch him while Carole and Goose needed alone time. 

“Fuck, no not yet.” Jake groans as he rubs his hands over his face. “I need to go see him.”

“Go see him now, between Penny being a mom and me dealing with Bradley as a baby there’s plenty of experience here to watch Avery for a bit while you try to get some time to adjust to dad-life.” Mav says and Jake looks over at him.

“You’re serious?” 

“Yeah, besides, Avery is already better at 3 months than Rooster ever was.” Mav teases and Bradley makes a couple of offended noises before being slapped in the chest by Natasha. 

Jake nods, “okay well here’s her-”

“Hangman, get out of here. I did all this with Amelia.” Penny says as she pushes him towards the door and Jake pulls her into a hug.

“Thank you so much, Pen.” he says, meaning it too since Penny is the closest thing to a mom that he has since he hasn’t talked to his real mom in years. 

The drive into base wasn’t a long one, but felt like it was with how often he was checking his backseat and not seeing his daughter before remembering she was safe with Penny and Maverick at the bar. 

Walking into Admiral Simpson’s office, Jake broke out into a nervous sweat. “Um, excuse me, sir.” he says as he knocks on the open door.

Both Admiral Simpson and Admiral Bates looked up at him from where they were sitting at the desk discussing some news that they received from higher ups. 

“Can I help you, Lieutenant?” Cyclone asks and Jake nods, taking that as an ‘okay’ to walk into the office.

“Yes actually, I uh.. I was wondering if I would be able to get leave, sir. I had a surprise visit from a social worker this morning and-and my infant daughter.” he says as he straightens out his back and rolls his shoulders back.

“You have a child?” Cyclone asks, closing the folder that he had open to focus more on Jake. “Since when?” 

“Well, as of 9am this morning, sir. Her mother passed away after she was born and no other living relatives so… She’s currently with me. Well, not with me Captain Mitchell and Penny Benjamin are currently watching her.. sir.” 

Warlock and Cyclone share a look and Jake stands there nervously, “I know that this is short notices but all I’m asking for is a week to figure things out, find a sitter, get some kind of a routine started for-”

“Okay.” Cyclone says and Jake looks at him instead of the spot that he had been looking at on the wall. “You only want just one week?”

“I can have more, sir?” Cyclone nods, having recently become a father himself and knows how important bonding is for parents. 

“Unless something urgent comes, how does three weeks sound?” he asks as he pulls something up on his computer and begins to type.

“I would greatly appreciate that.” Jake says with a small smile and Cyclone nods, ending the conversation and Jake starts to walk out of the office.

“Seresin?” Warlock calls out and Jake turns around, “congratulations.”

“Thank you, sirs.” 

Jake drives back to the bar already feeling lighter than he had in the last 6 hours, and upon walking back into the watering hole, he sees a red faced Avery and a panicked Rooster.

“Bradshaw what did you do to my daughter?” 

“What did I do? She threw up on me!” he says, holding the infant safely, and at an arm's length away. 

The rest of the team is laughing behind him and Jake just takes Avery and lays her against him so her head is on his shoulder, “well I’m sure you deserved it.” 

Bradley glares at him before wandering away to the bathroom to clean up. Jake smiles and rubs his daughters back as she babbles in his ear.

“How did talking to the boss go?” Penny asks and Jake smiles.

“Really good, actually. Said I can have three weeks as long as nothing urgent comes up that’ll need the full team's attention.” 

“Well, if you ever need a nanny so you can have a break and none of us are available, my niece just moved to the area and is looking for work.” Penny says with a small smile as Jake moves to sit next to her. “Plus she has a degree in early childhood and special education.” 

“Okay, yeah I’ll let you know.” he says with a nod.

“Well, you can meet her tonight, she’s supposed to come and help me out here for the night since Jimmy can’t make it in.” Jake just nods and Penny pats his shoulder that Avery isn’t sleeping on while she stands to start opening duties for the bar. 

Jake didn’t end up meeting Penny’s niece that night, or any time in the following week. In fact, it wasn’t until the last week of his leave that he met her. 

Jake was holding Avery as he walked into the bar before it opened, she was babbling up a storm and he took his sunglasses off to put on the top of his head when he saw someone new behind the bar, head thrown back and laughing at something that Bob had said. 

You look over at him and he swears his heart stopped, “Hi! I’m Y/N Benjamin, but you can call me Saturn.”

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The second

Are you the "I will eat the good food first and let the bad come last" neurodivergent or the "I will suffer through the bad food first so I can end with the good" neurodivergent?

James Bond who???

I had to reblog because it was too funny not to!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

jackles explaining to his kids why he can’t afford to get them braces bc he had to pay to start a production company and then the rights to led zeppelin’s ramble on for his little fanfiction show

This man is basic white, valley girl material and I’m here for it! 😂😂😂😂😂

can’t convince me this isn’t exactly how drunk jake seresin acts

I am officially dubbing myself as their mistress. You are all invited to our wedding!😂😄

It’s a cute duck.

Jackson Campbell, if you’re on here, I have a massive crush on you and I like your style. Hang out with me????

Little Insomniac (J. Seresin)

Pairing: Jake Seresin x roommate!reader

Summary: You're dealing with an ongoing struggle to sleep, and Jake wants to help.

Warnings: nothing really, just fluff.

Word Count: 3k

A/n: MY WORK IS ORIGNIAL AND IS NOT TO BE COPIED OR REPOSTED ELSEWHERE. Be kind and don't steal other people's writing, thank you.

Gif creds: @jakeseresins

Jake stirs awake before his alarm has the chance to go off. Yawning, he wipes the sleep from his eyes before groggily reaching for his phone to check the time. 5:45, it reads, though he has to squint to make sure because his eyes are still bleary from just waking up. He lets himself yawn one more time before moving to sit at the edge of his bed, a gentle grunt falls from his lips as he enjoys his first big stretch of the day, preparing his muscles for his usual morning run.

Knowing that he’ll have plenty of time to get ready once he’s back, he swaps his sweatpants out for a pair of running shorts and slips on a coordinating shirt. He turns toward his bedside table to grab his headphones, immediately sticking them into his ears and scrolling through his phone to find his playlist, “Run Like Hell.” His head gently bobs to the best of the music once he’d hit shuffle as he finishes getting ready by sliding his running shoes on.

He makes sure to walk quietly as he passes your room. You won’t be waking up for another hour, at least, and he’s not keen on giving you a wake up call sooner than you have planned. He accidentally woke you up one morning shortly after the two of you signed this lease and it resulted in a rather heated reprimand from a rather hungover, half asleep, version of you that came stumbling out of your room with a baseball bat thinking someone broke in. Since then, he’s intentionally light on his feet, careful not to cause another scene.

Jake smiles at the memory of your disheveled state. You were slightly tipsy from the night before with pillow lines on your face and an unruly bun knotted on top of your head as you incoherently scolded him for nearly giving you a heart attack. In that moment, all he could do was blink at you like a deer in the headlights, trying not to focus too much on the fact that all you were wearing was an oversized shirt that covered everything above your mid thighs, leaving your toned legs on full display.

His trip to memory lane is clouded with confusion when he notices light radiating through the hallway from the living room. He got home after you did last night and swore he shut the lamp off before retreating to his bedroom. His feet carry him toward the light, stopping in the tracks when he notices your form on the couch. You’re seated comfortably with your feet splayed on the coffee table balancing your laptop on your knees, wearing that same damn t-shirt.

“What’re you doing up? You never beat me,” he questions, pulling one earphone out and adjusting the volume on his phone so he can hear you. His presence had gone unnoticed by you, so the sudden question made you jump in, your head snapping toward him in shock.

“Jesus Jake,” your hand flies to your heart in an attempt to ease its rapid beating, a quiet “whew” falling from your lips as you compose yourself, tilting the screen of your laptop down so you can see him better. “Why do move so quiet? You scared me half to death!”

“Sorry darlin’, I didn’t mean to scare you. Just surprised to see you awake so early. Like I said, you never beat me,” there’s an apologetic smile etched onto Jake’s soft features. He scratches the back of his head sheepishly, his eyes never leaving you when he moves into the kitchen to grab a water bottle, promptly opening it and taking a swig. He stalks back to the living room, wordlessly offering you the water, which you gladly accept.

“Can you actually categorize it as beating you if I haven’t slept?” you ask after gulping the cool liquid down. You hand the bottle back to him, nuzzling deeper into your position on the couch when he moves to sit next to you, pulling his other earbud out so that you know you have his full attention.

He stares at you in confusion after processing what you said. Sure, your sleeping patterns have always been odd to him, but a night of not seeming at all raises several questions, “You didn’t sleep?”

“No,” you sigh, completely closing your computer and discarding it onto the coffee table in front of you.

“Why not? I thought you said that you're ahead at work and don't have to stress about extra planning?" He slings his arm over the back of the couch, his fingers barely brushing across the fabric of your t-shirt. He ignores the temptation to drop his hand from the coach so that it rests fully on your shoulder, knowing it's not the time to tease the butterflies awakening in his stomach at the faint smell of your perfume.

"I am," you affirm looking over at him, his close proximity has you feeling at ease with a hint of bashfulness. "It's not work. It's nothing like that really. I just-I don't know, I can spend the entire day exhausted but I'm wide awake as soon as my head hits a pillow."

Jake nods, pulling his attention away from you to ponder if there's anything he can do. After a few seconds of comfortable silence, he returns his gaze to you, taking notice of the prominent bags under your eyes. Your exhaustion coats your features, coating you with a dreamlike state while you zone out on nothing. He bumps your shoulder gently, stealing your attention back. "Is there something bothering you?"

Your head shakes in response, an involuntary yawn falling from your parted lips. You pull your legs up to your chest, hooking your arms around them to hold them in place, and it takes everything in Jake's power to not focus on the fact that the movement made your oversized t-shirt rise up. He clears his throat, returning his thoughts back to the conversation rather than continuing to mentally admire your effortless beauty.

"Okay," he hums, "Well, can you at least take the day off to let yourself rest? I'm sure you'd crash if you got in bed now."

"I can't," you groan, running a hand over your face in frustration. "We have a major meeting today, and I'm running it because ninety-five percent of the team can't manage to do their jobs." There's a sympathetic look sent your way which only adds to the helplessness embedding itself in your entire being. All your impending schedule brings you is an unshakable dread due to how desperately sleep deprived you already feel.

"Okay," he repeats, standing from the couch. "Well, since you can't get out of it today, what do you say we go grab breakfast at that coffee shop you like downtown? My treat. It's not sleep, but it's the best I can do unless you're willing to let me call your boss and telling him to postpone the meeting."

You blink at him, a lazy smile twitching at the edge of your lips. "You know you don't have to do that right? I'm a big girl and can caffeinate myself."

"I know, but I want to. Besides, there's no way in hell I'm letting your sleep deprived ass drive yourself around town today. The last thing this town needs is a delirious Y/n Y/l/n operating a vehicle. Now, how about you go put some pants on so you don't catch a public indecency charge?" He's shooting you his signature 'Seresin smirk' now, which you can't refuse, so you take his outstretched hand and let him help you up.

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A few days later, you're parked in that same position on the couch with your legs strewn over Jake's lap as the two of you watch the latest episode of 'The Rookie." There's been a comfortable silence in the room for awhile now, both of you fully engrossed in what's playing on the screen. Jake's fingers periodically draw circles against your clothed shins, a mindless habit of his that you've grown to love, while he makes a few side comments about Tim and Lucy's relationship Which you, being a lover of the slow burning couple, always agree with.

The episode comes to a close, leaving you both with anticipation for the shows continuation next week. Watching the Rookie became a weekly tradition when you became roommates after Jake came home from the bar one night, interrupting your peaceful binge watching. He made fun of the show at first, but forced you to restart it completely because he wanted to be completely caught up on everything it had to offer before deciphering whether or not he liked it. It took measly three episodes and he was hooked, which he denied by telling you he only watches it to bond with you. The way he lost himself in the screen, laughing and cracking jokes, was a tell-tale sign that he was hooked.

“It's late, I’m gonna head to bed,” Jake tells you after several unspoken moments, standing from his comfortable position and carefully repositioning your legs on the cushions. He stretches with a hefty yawn, running a hand over his face. You wordlessly watch him, enjoying the extra gravel to his voice that always comes when he's tired. “Want me to turn the lights off?”

“I'll get them. I think I’m going to be up awhile," you decline, straightening up to reach for the journal you left on the table before he came home.

“Still not sleeping?” He yawns again, watching as you get situated in a manner that tells him you are gearing for a long night.

You scoff, shaking your head in response to his question. One glance his way fills you in on the fact that he wants more of an explanation than that. "I've averaged maybe eight hours total this week, if you can count the baby naps my assistant lets me take during breaks. I swear I could run a marathon and still not be exhausted enough to encourage my body to rest."

“What about this? How about you let me take you to bed and we’ll try something new to help you sleep," he offers. Hope fills his green eyes momentarily before draining when you snort comically.

"Hangman, are you using my sleep deprivation as an excuse to get in my pants? I know I'm undeniably attractive, but that's a new level of low, even for Jake 'the heartbreaker' Seresin," you hadn't meant for the words to spill from your lips and regret them almost immediately. Yet, your raised eyebrows challenge him rather than showing any sign of lighthearted remorse.

“I’m going to blame your hostility on sleep deprivation instead of taking what you just said personally,” there’s a playful grin curved onto his cheeks as he peers down at the disdained expression you’re directing at him. “Now, come on grumpy, let’s get you some sleep,” You groan when he grabs your hands, shifting his weight so he can pull you off the couch. You fight against him, not wanting to let go of the comfortable position you’d fallen into. “Jesus, would you stop being a brat.” He can’t help but laugh as you continue making yourself dead weight to lessen his chances of dragging you off the couch. “Fine, two can play at this game.”

“What-JAKE,” an involuntarily squeal of surprise bubbles from your chest when he bends down, both his hands on your hips, and slings you over his shoulder effortlessly. He laughs as you smack against his back while he flicks the lights off, guiding the two of you toward your room.

“Put me down peasant,” you chant through your own fit of giggles. He simply shakes his head at your antics, carefully weaving through your bedroom before dropping you on top of your bed in a heap. Your giggles die down the longer you admire his lighthearted expression. You cough to try to keep yourself from ogling him like an idiot. It’s hard not to when he’s staring at you like you’re the creator of the jet planes he loves so much. “Couldn’t have given me a gentler landing?”

Jake rolls his eyes, feigning a scoff. “You asked me to put you down, and I put you down. Don’t go giving me a bad yelp review because you weren’t more specific, princess.” There’s a slight twinkle in his eye as the nickname flows off his tongue, smooth as silk. You mentally curse the involuntary heat rushing to your cheeks at the pet name, unable to suppress a bashful smile.

“Fair point,” you reply simply, fighting to keep yourself from spiraling at the sight of your roommate still towering over your splayed figure. He’d showered about an hour ago so his normally styled hair is laying against his forehead comfortably, the scent of his body wash ghosts your nostrils as he scratches the back of his neck, making it even harder not to swoon because he smells so good. “Are you going to tell me what your master plan to help me sleep is, or should I go ahead and preorder extra shots of espresso to keep me functioning tomorrow?”

Jake straightens up at the realization that he’d gotten sidetracked from his initial plan, a dubious grin plasters itself on his face as he moves to turn my bedroom light off, carefully making his way back to my bed in the dark.

“Jake, I hate to break it to you but simply putting me into bed isn’t going to help me sleep, if that’s all it took-what’re you doing?” Your question is left unanswered as he pulls the covers back on the side of the bed you’re not laying on, pausing to stare at you through the dark.

“I’m climbing in bed,” he states like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, fully situating himself under the covers. You stare at him like he’s got two heads, not understanding how his master plan to get you to sleep involves him fully being in bed with you. You’ve had daydreams about curling up in bed with him, falling asleep to the even rhythm of his heart beat, but those were simply fantasies about the man you have a complicated crush on because, well, he’s your roommate. Of course, the two of you are close enough that you’ve fallen asleep on his shoulder on more than one occasion but it’s never been intention and those moments definitely haven’t occurred in a bed.

“You’re in my bed,” you observe, still frozen in place on top of the covers.

“Yes, Y/n, I’m in your bed. Now, would you stop being difficult? Get your ass up here and let me do my job,” his voice is gentle but holds a certain demand that has you obliging immediately. Climbing up next to him, you allow him to lift the covers so that you can slide under them. You leave a comfortable amount of space between the two of you, though it feels awkward with the heat radiating from his body. “What the hell are you doing?”

“What? You told me to climb in with you, so I climbed in with you?” An exasperated groan sounds from his side of the bed, earning an embarrassed blush from you, completely at a loss as to what you did wrong. “It’s not my fault that you’ve managed to leave out legitimately every detail of your master plan.”

In response, Jake’s arms wrap around your waist, immediately tugging you closer to him until you’re practically laying on top of him. “Get comfortable, sweetheart,” he murmurs simply, as if him holding you in your bed is a normal occurrence that shouldn’t have a fit of butterflies going rampant in your stomach. “Stop overthinking it and get situated.” His request comes after a few beats of you remaining frozen in the awkward position he pulled you into. You lift your head to meet his eyes, looking for affirmation that you’re hearing him right. When his hand trails over your face to brush your hair from your eyes, you suck in an audible breath, the gentle touch sending shivers down your spine as he leans his head close enough to yours that his breath fans against your face. “Let me hold you tonight."

"Okay," you breathe, carefully rolling onto your stomach. You shift yourself just enough to comfortably rest your head against his chest, fully allowing yourself relax into him as the faint sound of his heartbeat greets your ears. Jake's arms find a home around your waist again, a content sigh falling from his lips at the fact that you're fully nuzzled into him.

"Comfy?" His question is hopeful as he mindlessly draws comforting circles on your back, the simple movement paired with the comfort of his arms already causing your eyes to grow heavy.

"So comfy," you yawn, melting into him further. One of your hands fist his t-shirt while his find a spot in your hair, gently massaging your scalp.

"Good," he kisses the crown of your head, secretly feeling pleased by the way you're already fighting to keep your eyes open after seeming confident that he couldn't do anything to cure your insomnia. "Get some rest, sweetheart." You don't need his permission to sleep, but his words are the final thing you remember before slipping into a sweet slumber.

Jake knows you're out by the way your body grows a little heavier. Light snores fall from your lips every so often, warming his chest at the fact that you feel safe enough to let him assist you. While tiredness scratches the back of his eyes, he can't keep himself from observing your sleeping figure, a soft smile curves onto his lips at the adorable sight. As your roommate, he doesn't want to admit it, but he's dreamed of a moment like this from the second the two of you signed the lease for this place. Neither of you had been each others first choice in the roommate department, but after so long of roommates falling through, he proposed the idea and you accepted. You were friends back then, but weren't close enough for sharing an apartment to feel normal. Yet, when the time came to move in, your lives melted together seamlessly.

Jake's hand continues weaving through your hair, the act making him feel soft while you sleep soundly on his chest. He can't help but admire your peaceful features now that all signs of stress and exhaustion are erased from your face. You've always been attractive to Jake but right now, while you're snoring softly on his chest, he swears you're the most beautiful sight he's ever laid eyes on.

It's harder for him to continue fighting his own sleep the longer the peace of the night weighs on his eyelids so he carefully shifts the two of you into a more comfortable position. He holds his breath when you stir, but releases it when your head lulls back to place on his chest.

"Sweet dreams, pretty girl," he finds himself whispering, giving you one last glance before letting his eyes flutter shut. They snap back open when you mumble incoherently in your sleep, a sigh rolling from your parted lips.

"I love you Jake," the words are slightly slurred when they roll from your tongue, but Jake hears them clear as day. His eyes widen in surprise, never having heard you utter those words. He feels humbled by the unconscious confession, his heart swelling at the thought of the words holding an unshakeable truth.

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A/n: Another Jake fic while I continue working on Fawn Volume 2! I'm hoping to have the second part of Fawn posted before the week ends, I'm just finding that I'm pressuring myself with it a little because I love the storyline in my head so much that I'm scared to mess it up :')

Jensen Ross Ackles, you know what to do. You already did it with The Winchesters.

don't give me hope.......

You're not alone. I sometimes don't even want to browse Glen's tag because of the way people act. Some of the shit they write is borderline harassment and so, so gross. He (and other celebs) aren't fictional characters, we've often seen that they find it uncomfortable. Being a bit thirsty is one thing, but many people need a fucking filter.

Bro, understandable. I feel this on a deep level. I’ve been trying not to do it and been trying to watch myself more because of it. Like I don’t like the bdsm stuff, the slave type stuff, and the stuff that like descriptively talks about sex because if you really think about it, it’s porn. Like you know, those people can do what they want, but it gets to a point where tumblr is being filled with almost every post has something that is sexual related, it becomes a problem for the others. I mean, people can say to scroll past it and just not to look at It and put filters on, which I mean you could, but even then you’re still seeing it. Even with the filters on, you’re still see words like sex, porn, smut, and rape and when you see it too much, it gets to you. Then you’re just trying to find a cute and fluffy fic but you can’t because of the amount of stuff in it goes back to sexual stuff which people really do confuse for love. I feel like people have a tendacy to confuse love for lust and lust for love. Love is a completely and entirely different feeling from lust. But like, that’s another subject I won’t go into. Anyways, yeah, I understand where you’re coming from. Also, those of you who comment mean things and things that are not nice about this person or me, I will delete and block you because I don’t have time for drama in my life. Please be respectful when you comment. Thanks.

I don’t mean to be that person, but people are thirsty af on Tumblr and I’m not sure how ro feel about it. I mean like, they just be letting their sexual desires and the “hoe” in them come out over celebrity and fictional men. I feel like I’ve entered fandom hell and heaven at the same time.

Babe, you know I will! And then You gotta get a hug from baby hummingbird and papi Hangman.

Shark, I miss you my wonderful mistress!!!!’

Awww miss you tooo Birdie! Come get a hug from Mommy Shark and Daddy Mav 🦈💚

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This… I have thoughts about this that agree with this, but maybe another time.

In TG 86 Ice flew the mission right? And who saved the day, Mav… as spare.

While I was in the shower it hit me that Mav knew that he could fly with Bradley (Ice coded) so who would Mav trust to save the day if he needed it? Jake (Mav coded).

SO!!!!!

Bradley was presented as the Ice coded character between the two of them. He’s slow but perfect. Methodical, aloof and arrogantly pulled back. Has friends but keeps the at the distance and butts head WITH Mav over trivial things but also thinks Mav is reckless and dangerous. Bradley also dislikes Jake, or at least has a rivalry with Jake based on the unpredictable nature and recklessness that Jake flies with. Bradley also doesn’t have a problem with calling Jake out on his flying (“you’ll someone to an early grave” which mirrors “yeah I have a problem, you’re dangerous”).

WHERE Jake is presented as the Mav character. Loud, charming, the center of attention. Hated for his talented ALSO!!! Uses songs to convey feelings (throw back to Mav singing to Charlie and Jake playing Slow Ride). Jake also flies like Mav (fast, carefree, leaves his wingmen- Mav even commented on that). Jake also KNOWS that he’s reckless dangerous and wears it like a badge of honor. (“We’ll anyone who follows you will just run out of gas. But that’s just you, ain’t it Rooster?” Mirroring “you’re right, Iceman, I am dangerous”).

Jake flying spare wasn’t saying that Bradley’s the better pilot or even a comparison on their talent, it was a direct reflection OF their talents. Jake can pull off insane flying but he’s unpredictable and thrives in environments where he can improvise and rely on himself. Where Bradley thrives where he has a plan and can be perfect. They’re both insanely talented but in different ways.

So Bradley who is Ice and Goose, the two people Mav knows he flies well with, Mav would pick him as the wingman because Mav can predict that and trust Bradley in the sky like he trusted Ice. BUT!!!! Mav would trust that someone like himself would be able to save the day because he SAVED the day. Which is why he would put Jake in as the last defense. Because Bradley could NEVER fly spare where Jake could NEVER fly wingman because Ice is a wingman and Mav is the savior.

And I think that it’s so cool.

This is why I come onto Tumblr at 3:01 am In the morning. Honestly, I think my roommate hates me because of it.😂😂😫🤣

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