#Floydsin

[hangmanbob]

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[caystar13star]

Update: I wrote it:

Ok I know it was said that originally Jake was supposed to be Iceman’s son. Let’s say he is, along with his twin brother, Tyler. They grew up mostly in Texas because that’s where their Aunt Sarah and Uncle Slider ended up when Ice started climbing the ranks. They decided as a family (Ice/Mav and Sarah/Slider) that the boys would be better off having a stable home. They did spend their summers with their dad and Mav whenever they could, and they would come visit the boys when they were on leave.

They knew Bradley, but weren’t especially close since he was several years older. Tyler was jealous of him because he lived with Ice and Mav after Carole died (he and Jake were offered the choice but Jake didn’t want to leave their school and Tyler didn’t want to leave Jake.)

Anyway, both boys were super excited about going to the Academy and becoming aviators like their dad(s) and uncles. They were popular in school, but while Jake played baseball and football, Tyler rode in the rodeo.

Tyler was good, like potentially going pro good, until he was stepped on by a bull when he was sixteen. It broke the bone in his thigh, leading to him having a rod put in to stabilize it. He woke up from surgery to see Jake passed out in Mav’s lap, and Mav crying as he held Tyler’s hand.

“Pops?” he croaked, squeezing his hand softly. “Where’s Dad?”

Mav wiped his tears and leaned over to kiss Tyler’s forehead. “He’s coming, baby. He had to wrap some stuff up in Hawaii, and I was closer so I got here faster.”

Tyler tried to figure out the look on Mav’s face. It reminded him of when someone would bring up Bradley. He wasn’t sure why he was on the other side of that look.

“Ty, baby, we need to talk,” Mav shuddered and braced himself, not ready to do this again, but he had to be the parent here. “They had to operate on your leg, sweetheart.”

Tyler glanced down, seeing the bulky cast that reached from his ankle almost to his hip. He remembered the blinding pain he felt as the bull came down directly on his thigh. He was pretty sure he’d passed out immediately.

“Okay? Am I going to lose my leg or something?” That would explain the look. Mav didn’t do pity, but he oozed empathy. He took everyone’s pain as his own.

Mav shook his head and grabbed his hand tighter. “No, baby, no! You’ll be just fine,” he assured him. “You have a long recovery ahead, but you should be able to walk and run eventually.”

Tyler sighed in relief, looking down at his twin, noticing the dark circles under Jake’s eyes. He’d been at the rodeo, with a rowdy group of his football teammates. He must have been so worried.

“Ty,” Mav called his attention back. “They had to put a metal rod in your leg. You lost some of the bone and this was the only way to stabilize it.”

Tyler didn’t understand why he sounded so apologetic. Mav must have seen his confusion and he sighed. “Tyler, you won’t be able to fly for the Navy.”

His brain whited out for a moment, like a record scratch. His whole life had been planned as long as he could remember. He and Jake. Together in school and in the sky. They already had their pilots’ licenses as soon as they could get them. They flew their dad’s Cessna regularly just to stay fresh. But the F-18 was the goal.

What was he going to do now?

Also, Tyler has no patience for Bradley’s temper tantrum after this. He didn’t come see him when Tyler was in the hospital, and that irritated Jake too.

After the mission, they’re all reconnected and Bradley and Jake come visit Tyler to introduce him to Phoenix and Bob. Tyler is sweet and welcoming to everyone except Bradley.

Days go by and Jake wakes up one morning to hear Bradley and Tyler yelling at each other on the back porch. He runs down to play interference.

“You don’t understand, Ty! I had a right to be mad!!”

“Oh, no,” Tyler scoffed loudly, “I wouldn’t know anything about having my dreams ripped out from under me and having to completely change my life plans! I wouldn’t understand that at all!”

[bluewritinghood]

Hangman: “Who hurt you?”

Bob: *laughing* “What, do you want a list?”

Hangman: “.….Yes, actually, I do.”

[icemavschild]

*the daggers finding out Hangman has a kid*

Hangman *on phone*: Daddy will be home soon, don’t worry darlin’

Fanboy: Jeez, didn’t know Bob and Hangman were so kinky

Phoenix: …

Rooster: …

Payback: …

Maverick: …

Bob: I-I’m right here.

Fanboy: …

Fanboy: WAIT!

Hangman: Okay, love you *hangs up*

Hangman: Sorry, that was my daughter

Daggers *minus Bob*: WHA—

[doodledraw]

a tiny…..joint post lol? I guess with @enthyrea we both drew some of the JCPenny photos with our favorite daggers!! I hope you like them :))

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T4T Floydsin Cowboys

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[coffeecollective]

Hangman and His friends were VERY notorious for pranking in early flight school

A couple of his best ones are

1) He once flooded the locker rooms, this resulted in class being canceled for awhile because it ended up overflowing, flooding a good portion of the hallways.

2) Hangman and his first RIO brought and set up an entire merry go round on the tarmac. As a result, They all skipped class and were playing on it but were busted by the admirals who were too stunned that they managed it to even properly punish them all.

[heart0fclay]

them 🫶

[bo0tleg]

"Baby On Board" is what Hangman used as an insult to call Bob a baby. It's also very similar to "Babe On Board" (also known as Best On Board or Bomb On Board) which is flight attendant code for "someone hot is on this flight/plane".

Hangman chose the one (1) abbreviation of Bob that could have a second meaning other than the main one. And I'm not entirely sure it was unintentional, knowing the man.

I'm surprised I've not seen ONE fanfic taking advantage of this.

(Admittedly, Baby On Board is one of the only funny abbreviations of BOB that's family friendly, but alas. It's still funny to think about.)

[aleksanderthemesschild]

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[hangmanbob]

[writernothingness]

Got some kind of Ao3 curse

My computer is not working and will not be in my possession for the foreseeable future

Yay

So all my fanfics are delayed

[rose-pearls]

Office hours

Summary: Bradley and you can't stand your bosses flirting/arguing so you decide to get them together.

Relationships: Icemav, bob x hangman (mentioned), Bradley x reader

Taglist: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187, @nyx2021 (open for every fandom)

Part 2

It was an honor to work for Tom Kazansky, surnamed Iceman, it really was. But the fact that he was constantly arguing with Pete Mitchell was getting annoying. 

You had gotten this internship a year ago and just when it ended your boss had asked you if you wanted to stay, and who were you to refuse. It was an honor to work for such a great man and it paid well. The only issue was his arguing, or rather flirting, with Pete Mitchell every single day. The secretary from the man himself was also quite annoying with his ugly Hawaiian shirt but you couldn’t really say anything as you were dating the man.

This morning you had to have a meeting with the Mitchell company, and you were not looking forward to it, your boss didn’t seem to either as he was grumbling. But you could see the excitement in his eyes, after so many months of working by his side you knew him well. You also knew that the both of them had a big fat crush on each other and that they needed to get their heads out of their asses.

“Mitchell.”, your boss says with an unimpressed look, but you can see that he is happy to see him again. Which could be said about Maverick too as he looks like an overly excited puppy.

“Kazansky, still wearing those ugly suits?”, and there it goes the first barb of the meeting. Bradley rolls his eyes behind him, and you can’t help but agree.

“At least I don’t dress like I just got out of a punk magazine.”, the two of them start to bicker again and you go to sit down, these two could go on for hours.

“We need to put a stop to this.”, Bradley mutters next to you and you can’t help but jump a little at his sudden appearance. 

“We need to get them in a closet and get everyone away from there.”, Bradley snorts at your words but he nods in agreement.

“They aren’t really discreet, are they?”, this time you can’t help but laugh, because even though your boss tried to act all cool and collected, the moment Pete Mitchell arrived he lost his head. 

“We both know Iceman is not going to confess his feelings first, Maverick needs to do it.”, Bradley looks at you doubtful and you let out a sigh.

“Maverick is more temperamental, if he sees someone put on a move on Iceman he will flip, and they will get together. Or at least in a bed together.”, Bradley looks at your bosses with a frown and you look at the two of them still arguing, although it is more flirting now.

“So, we find someone stupid enough to flirt with Iceman, even though everyone knows he is off limit after Maverick glared at every single person that dared to approach him?”, you nod in response and turn towards your fellow secretary.

“Just like Iceman did when men and women tried to approach Maverick.”, the two of you can’t help but smile at the memory of both of your bosses glaring at every single individual that dared to approach the other.

“Who is stupid enough to do it?”, Bradley asks, and you can’t help but smirk at the question.

“One man with the ego of the size of Texas, Jake.”, this makes Bradley snort, but he seems to be on board.

“That is going to be quite the show.”, he says, and you can’t help but nod in agreement, unable to hide your laughter as you start imagining it.

“But he is going to want something in return.”, Bradley says, and you smirk at him, already having planned that part.

“You remember the Christmas party?”, Bradley seems confused for a moment before nodding.

“Jake met a lovely guy named Robert, Bob for short and he has fallen head over heels for the guy. Only the man doesn’t seem to have social media and Jake has been searching on every single platform he can find if Bob is on there.”, the words seem to make Bradley perk up.

“Well, my good friend Natasha from the law firm has his number, as he is her colleague and she has agreed to give it to me after I told her what the plan was.”, this time a smirk appears on Bradley’s face and the both of you smirk.

“Oh, this is so going to work.”, he says, and you can’t help but nod in agreement.

“Right, let’s start this meeting.”, Iceman says finally, and you look at your watch, 10 minutes, just what you had bet yesterday.

“Better luck next time.”, you tell Bradley as he slips you ten dollar with a scowl.

--

The plan was set in motion, in just about five minutes Jake would be walking in and starting up a conversation with Iceman. Bradley had made sure that Maverick was close to them so that he could hear it all.

At ten o’clock on the dot Jake came in with his usual smirk and marching straight towards Iceman with a confidence you could only hope to have one day. 

“Good morning, sir, hopefully you are well?”, he asks like it’s the most innocent thing in the world, but Ice is looking at him with raised eyebrows.

“I’m good, how are you Seresin?”, Jake doesn’t seem to be put down by the uninterest in Ice’s tone and he smiles even more.

“Good, but better now that I’m here.”, you try to stop the snort at the words, but you are unable to as you hear Maverick scoff loudly at the words a few meters away. Ice only raises an eyebrow at the flirting before sitting back in his chair, his full attention to Jake.

“Why don’t we get to the point of this Seresin?”, Jake seems relieved at the words, and you see Maverick perk up at the words, his expression somber and you can see some curiosity in them.

“Gladly sir, I mean I could talk all day about your beautiful blue eyes and your magnificent blond hair.”, the man has a dreamy look on his face, and you know that he is not thinking of Ice but rather of Bob. Maverick seems to be getting closer, by moving up some chairs and Bradley looks like he is trying not to laugh at his seething boss.

“The point?”, Iceman asks again and at the words Jake squares his shoulders before looking straight in Iceman’s eyes.

“It’s maybe a bit unprofessional but would you like to go on a date with me?”, the room is silent after the words, Ice seems to be in shock for the first time in his life and Bradley is recording the whole thing, trying to keep himself from laughing. 

Maverick on the other hand looks outraged, you can see the steam coming out of his ears.

“Excuse me? You are asking him on a date?”, Maverick yells and you try to hide your smile at the indignation from the smaller man as he points towards Iceman who rolls his eyes at the antics.

“Yes, sir?”, Jake says, seemingly asking himself the same question.

“Well, I don’t accept it.”, everyone looks at Maverick like he is crazy, but mostly Ice.

“What do you mean ‘you’ don’t accept it?”, Ice says, and you can’t help but chuckle at his reaction. Maverick stutters over his words for a moment before letting out a big huff.

“Because you should go on a date with me and not Ken.”

“Jake.”, says the man himself unhelpfully and you can hear Rooster laughing from his seat a few meters away. 

Iceman on the other hand looks to be in shock, silent as he tries to get the information inside of his brain while Maverick looks impatient.

“For god’s sake Tom.”, Maverick says before taking a few big strides and bringing your boss into a bruising kiss. Iceman takes a few seconds before kissing back and you can’t help but smile in victory as your plan has worked out.

That is until you hear a moan, and you can’t get out of there fast enough.

“Lunch break.”, you yell over your shoulder before closing the door and looking at Jake and Bradley who are looking at you in disbelief.

“Well, that worked out better than we thought.”, you can’t help but say and the both of them nod in agreement.

You take a slip of paper from your bag and a ‘do not disturb’ sign to put it on the door of the office. Jake seems to light up at the sight of the piece of paper, practically ripping it from your fingers before frowning.

“What is this?”, Jake says while showing you the slip of paper.

“That is a reservation to a restaurant where Bob agreed to meet you for a date. Tonight, at nine.”, a bright smile appears at your words before Jake thanks you and leaves, looking like a child on Christmas day.

“So, when do we tell them about us?”, Bradley asks after a moment, and you can’t help but smile at his words.

“When they aren’t all over each other.”, Bradley makes a disgusted face, and you can’t help but laugh in answer before bringing him into a soft kiss.

“Common, we have some time for our lunchbreak.”, Bradley smiles at the words and quickly takes your hand in his and starts telling you about his neighbor that had been trying to hide their cat from the landlord. 

[bluewritinghood]

*Hangman comes home drunk and stands in his and Bob’s shared bedroom*

Bob: “Baby, are you gonna come to bed?”

Hangman: “No thank you, I'm sure you're lovely and all but I have an amazing angel of a boyfriend who I love more than anything.”

Hangman: *lays down on the ground and falls asleep*

[icemavschild]

heyo, can I get some bob and Hangman fluff, Bob reacting to Hangman having big fluffy black cat also named Bob? totally not projecting here

OH MY GOD YES!

Summary: Hangman gets a little bit too tipsy and starts talking about his previous baby Bob

Warnings: none. Just fluff

A/N: I love this idea. Thanks for the req

MASTERLIST

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The Dagger team stood around the pool table, watching Fanboy take his shot, Hangman taking another sip of his double whiskey and coke. He shook his head slightly and laughed loudly when Fanboy missed his shot.

Bob grinned, glancing at Hangman, and then averted his eyes to hide his blush from his fellow pilots.

A few of the other pilots gathered noticed how loose Hangman was currently. The alcohol he’d consumed over the night slowly getting to him.

Phoenix, sensing an opportunity to embarrass the cocky pilot, walked up beside Hangman and pat him of the back a little harder than necessary.

“So Hangman?” She said, the man turning his head and earning the interest of the other pilots gathered, “Got your eye on someone special?”

As if an epiphany had struck the man, he gasped loudly and grinned at the woman. Coyote chuckling, recognising this side of Hangman back from his less serious days in Basic Training.

“My cat.” He said lovingly, all the daggers doing a double take and staring at Hangman in shock. Bob smiling widely at the drunken pilot.

Hangman stared out into space as if entranced with the ocean.

“His names Bobby.” The pilot continued, Bob snorting loudly; Jake turning toward the WSO their eyes connecting and a dark blush covering both their faces. “He’s just as cute at you.” Phoenix heard the man whisper.

It seemed luck wasn’t on the cocky pilots side, Bob’s eyes were wide with shock. He couldn’t believe what hed just heard. For the sake of Jake, both pilot and WSO chose to stay silent.

“He’s fluffy, cuddly and the perfect shade of black.” Jake went on to explain, the daggers around him laughing at the state of the man. “Not too black, but not brown.”

Jake’s eyes shot toward Bob, the look on his face serious and it was clear his brain was beginning to sober up.

“Sorry, Phoenix,” the pilot said, “what was the question?”

“Got your eye on someone special?” Bob said for the woman, his own eyes never leaving Hangman’s. The man nodded gently; then shook his head and turned to smile at Coyote.

“You remember my cat?” Jake asked, Coyote laughing and nodding in answer to his question. There was a small remark made about getting him some water and Hangman was left on his own.

Bob gazed at the pilot with longing, admiring his side profile and committing every blemish and dimple to memory.

Hangman was still talking about his beloved cat, Bobby, and Bob couldn’t help but smile contentedly whilst imagining that was him Hangman was talking about.

He liked the way Jake’s eyes lit up every time someone asked a question about his cat, he liked to imagine Jake was talking about Bob’s smile, or his laugh or his eyes. Though a harsh reality came crashing over him when he remembered that excitement was for his cat, a laughable thought really.

This was Hangman he was talking about. The man who makes it his mission to get into every woman’s pants.

Bob sighed sadly for a moment and turned to Phoenix with a small smile, pulled taught at the corners of his lips due to the encroaching frown that was making its way onto his face.

“I’m just getting some air.” He said, his voice sad. Phoenix watched as he left, her eyes drifting over to Hangman and with the shake of her head she turned toward Rooster who was stood at the bar talking to Penny and Maverick.

~~~

“Hey…” A voice said, causing Bob to jump slightly and turn toward Hangman who stared out at the beach. “You disappeared, back there.”

Bob huffed out a small laugh and turned away from Hangman, not allowing himself to get caught up in his perfect features.

“Your cat sounds cute.” Bob said, trying to deflect the conversation elsewhere. Although, he felt like cursing. He didn’t feel like having that familiar bubble of jealousy make its way into his gut; over a fucking cat no less.

“Yeah he is.” Hangman said, hoping Bob would turn his head and see that he was staring at him. Hoping that the WSO would see that halfway through his rant about his cat it turned into a rant about the Weapons System Officer.

“Bobby, huh?” Robert said, a laugh huffed out passed his lips.

Hangman laughed, but caught sight of the sad look on the man’s face. He wanted to grab him by the shoulders and kiss him; but he thought better of it.

Bob turned toward the pilot and gasped when all he saw was the green of his eyes; they were focused on him and him alone. A part of him wanted to rush forward and capture his lips in a flurry of emotions but chose to not open that can of worms.

Bob bit his lip and when to turn away; though a groan from Jake had his head snapping toward him with wide eyes.

Almost instantly Jake had Bob’s face in his hands and his lips against the WSO’s. Robert’s hands raced up to grasp the small hairs at the back of Jake’s head.

The two broke apart, breathless, wide smiles on each of their faces.

“I wasn’t talking about the cat.” Jake confessed suddenly, Bob grinning even wider.

“Neither was I.” The WSO confessed.

A/N: OH MY GOD ITS BEEN FOREVER HUH! I’ve just gotten out of a writers block and a depression if I’m honest and rewatching the Top Gun movies had thrown me back into redownloading my tumblr and not leaving you all

Hanging.

There’s not enough Floydsin on this app 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

[chicabae]

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