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"Bagman, I don't think you're getting on ESPN just because Paul Bunyan almost pummeled you and a senior citizen had to defend your honor."
There is no confusion about how long this will last. It's a small indie arthouse run with no franchise potential.
(Or: the one where the relationship that Phoenix is absolutely not in keeps moving along like a runaway train.)
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18 Aug 2026
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Five times Jake loves Natasha, and one time she loves him back.
Or: the Hangman POV of fill this ghost town up with life that I didn't ask for.
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- Part 2 of i want you now, i wanna need you forever
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17 Aug 2026
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To most people, Bradley flies conservative because he lost his dad too young. That’s not wrong. It’s just also hard to take risks when Jake Seresin’s livelihood ties pretty explicitly to his.
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An Achilles heel, quasi-soulmates AU
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- Part 3 of blind devotion
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17 Aug 2026
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When Jake Seresin is peer pressured into taking a last minute vacation, he certainly doesn’t expect Bradley Bradshaw to tag along. He also doesn’t expect to discover that his hotel is a hotspot for newlyweds. Nothing, however, could be more unexpected than finding himself on a fake honeymoon with his coworker, who just so happens to be inconveniently attractive.
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Bradley convinces Jake to fake a marriage for a fruit platter (and other reasons).
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16 Aug 2026
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Your Eyes, Closed with my Dreams by StarlingDust for SunMonTue
Fandoms: Top Gun (Movies)
18 Jun 2026
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"What the fuck," Jake says in a voice that sounds all kinds of incorrect, pressing a hand to his thundering heart. In the mirror, Bradley's mouth moves too. His hand presses against his chest too. Jake blinks; so does Bradley.
"What the fuck," he repeats, thickly. In the mirror, Bradley echoes him perfectly. Jake looks down at himself, heart in his throat and starting to feel a little thin around the edges as adrenaline sets him trembling. Those hands aren't his, and nor is the stomach he runs them over. The sweats low on his hips don't belong to him.
Because all of them belong to one Bradley fucking Bradshaw.
or; body swap shenanigans.
Bookmarked by 1sa
16 Aug 2026
