#Jake isn’t a pilot au

[oh-surprise-its-me]

I listened to so much loud music last night and got drunk. Apparently I wrote this idea in my notes app last night.

So here’s an actual au of Jake never becoming a pilot!

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The only reason why Jake was going to the hard deck tonight was for Javy.

Okay Javy and his dads. They convinced him to go. Jake is still in his scrubs. But with three days off starting tomorrow he figures Javy will forgive him.

He slides into the bar and looks around for his dads. A man comes him to him. “Hey pretty boy not sure this is your kinda place.” Jake wipes all the thoughts he was having about the mustache out of his head. “They let you fly with something that distracting on your face?”

Jake shoves past him. He sees his dads now. He ducks through the celebration. Comes up behind his tata. “Congratulations.” The three of them turn and Jake is quickly pulled into hugs. He gets kisses pressed to his head. Ron turns and shouts for Javy.

Javy catches sight of Jake and practically runs to him. Jake is brought into a crushing hug. Tom laughs at them and Chris reminds Javy to go slow.

Jake pulls back and gently smacks Javy’s chest. “You got a fucking concussion?” Javy flushes. “No?”

There’s a new voice from behind him. “Don’t lie to the man Jav.” Jake glances back to see a smaller brown haired man. He’s pretty sure it’s Maverick. Chris laughs. “Good luck with that Mav.” Jake instantly snaps back into nurse mode. He can’t help it. He shoves Javy onto a stool. “Tell me everything.”

Javy glances at Mav. “Go ahead we both know who his dads are.” Javy quickly tells Jake about the accident. Jake nods along the entire time.

Tom leans around Chris to talk to Mav, “get your kid they should meet again now that they aren’t 2.” Mav laughs. “Does Jake promise not to bite this time?” Jake blinks at his dad. “I don’t even want to know what you two are referring to.” Ron laughs and presses a kiss to Jake’s hair. “You were a bitey kid.”

“Says the man that bit dad and tata for me to see. Who’s fault is that.” Chris smacks Ron. “See.” Jake knows this has been a gentle argument they’ve had for years.

Jake eventually tells Javy he’s fine. Javy smacks his hip with an “I told you now drink.” Jake accepts the beer passed his way. They all move to a booth.

Chris in Tom’s lap, Ron on the inside, Jake and Javy sharing a side like they always do.

Mav drifts back over with him is the idiot with the facial hair. “Jake meet my son Bradley. Rooster for his callsign”

Jake and Bradley stare at each other. Bradley breaks first. He reaches a hand out, “nice to meet you.”

Jake blinks at him. “Yeah nice.” They shake on it. Bradley holds on. “Want another beer?” Javy elbows him. “Fuck it sure if you’re paying.” Jake is pulled up by Bradley. “Let’s go get it pretty boy.”

Mav takes Jake’s seat. “God Chris you were right they’re going to kill each other.”

Ron and Tom both chatter in polish, Chris smacks them, “stop it you two I don’t need to think about that.” Javy laughs. “I already know too much. He’s exactly Jake’s type.”

Mav stares after them. They’re leaning against the bar. Bradley has an arm around Jake’s waist. Jake looks like he’s turned on but considering breaking the arm. “Oh no what have I done.”

The four others laugh. “It’ll be fine Mav.”

Mav shakes his head, “how did your kid end up a nurse anyways.”

The three of them grin. They’ll take any opportunity to talk about their kid. Chris starts, “he took after our friend Lucas. He was an ER nurse in Texas and here. Always was fascinated with his stories.”

Ron nods and presses a kiss to Tom’s head. “We taught him how to fly and he loves it but it just wasn’t what he wanted to do.” Tom smiles at Chris before continuing, “he’s a little grease monkey like Chris here too but he wanted to help people. Decided to go into nursing. ER like Lucas was.”

Chris shakes his head, “told him he wasn’t allowed to become a firefighter though. Paramedic sure. But I never wanted him do follow what David and I did.”

Mav nods. He’s jealous in a sense. Wishes Bradley understood why he pulled his papers. Wished they didn’t loose so much time.

“Holy shit they’re gone.”

They all turn to look at the bar. Yep. No Bradley or Jake. Tom let’s out a loud laugh. “He really is our kid.” Mav slams his head into the table. “Goddamn it.”

Javy pats his shoulder. “Come on old man let’s see if you can beat me at pool.”

Jake’s dads watch as they leave. Chris leans back and whispers to his husbands. “Wanna go home and celebrate our own way?” Ron’s eyes flash. “Absolutely.” Tom squeezes his hip. “Good thing tomorrow is Saturday.”

Chris laughs. He grins at the two of them. “Come on then.”

They all wave to Mav and the daggers.

They give Javy and hug on the way out.

The daggers look so confused. They know they’ll have to host a bbq and invite all of them.

It’ll be a good weekend.

[jakekazansky]

More thoughts for my juvenile delinquent turned fighter pilot Jake au

Previous post

Jake finishes high school in juvie at 16 cause he was bored and getting his GED was easy

He’s 17 when he starts at the academy cause that sounded better than sitting around juvie for a year til he turned 18

Due to his history and being 17, Jake is assigned to an admiral to go stay with on breaks and check in with since they couldn’t put an ankle monitor on him

The admiral is Sam “Merlin” Wells who over time becomes like a dad to Jake along with his husband slider

Jake isn’t allowed to drive until he’s 18 cause they think he might try to run if given the chance

Before stealing that high performance car at 16, Jake hid his own car at a friends uncles junk yard and paid him all the cash he had and promised to pay him another significant sum of money when he comes back to get the car

The car is a skyline (like Brian drives in fast and furious)

Jake goes to pick it up when he’s 26 (in this au police can no longer search a vehicle after 10 years after a crime is committed (so if he committed the crime in March 14, 2006 he would have to wait til March 15, 2016 to be able to drive the car again without the police being able to search it for evidence) (no clue if this is how crimes and evidence works irl but it’s how it works in my au

So in my mind the ship for this is Beau/Jake cause I imagine Beau being a car guy

They meet at a car meet when Jake is in flight school (Jake is like 21-22)

They end up getting married 3 weeks after meeting (neither knows the other is in the navy but they told each other they both travel frequently for work)

They only find out cause beau is in charge of all the squadrons on the ship doing carrier training and Jake is on that carrier doing carrier training after flight school

Javy and warlock were both at the courthouse as witnesses when Beau and Jake get married

So the big crime that Jake actually does to get arrested at 16 is to steal a prototype car from an event where he pretended to be a valet

What attracts the navy to Jake, is that during the chase Jake uses a homemade EMP device to disable police vehicles en mass which has never been done before as the ones at that time required you to basically ‘lock on’ to another vehicle and could only be used on one vehicle

Essentially, the military want Jake to teach them how to replicate the one he used since Jake destroyed the one he used during the police chase

Jake would roll up to dagger family dinner (mav has the daggers over for dinner every other week or more, sometimes ice is there sometimes he isn’t) with his skyline once he could drive it again, running late

Mav doesn’t allow phones at dinner cause it’s “family time” which is fine by Jake but Jake makes a comment about ‘ how being phone free means his husband can’t bitch about Jake spending $$$$ on new tires’

Ice getting home and laughing cause the neighbors are bitching about Jake’s car cause it’s old and is bringing down their property value

This is the first day Jake is driving his skyline again after getting it back

No one knows about Jake’s history at this point, not even Javy, he just thinks Jake is super in to cars

Thinking about having it be a slight crosser with fast and furious where Brian and Jake are friends but idk for certain yet

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[tgmsunmontue]

Saga of Solitude 16/21

Nepo!Baby Bradley and his life at USNA and afterwards. DADT fully in force. IceMav AU. (Begun prior to 'It's not who you know' - the non-angsty version). (Side Hangster, which is ALSO angsty).

PROLOGUE (He remembers)

HANGSTER FIRST MEETING (Lonely Nights - set 2009)

PREVIOUS CHAPTERS

ONE (2000) TWO (2001) THREE (2002) FOUR (2003) FIVE (2004) SIX (2005) SEVEN (2006) EIGHT (2007) NINE (2008) TEN (2009) ELEVEN (2010) TWELVE (2011) THIRTEEN (2012) FOURTEEN (2013) FIFTEEN (2014)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN – 2015

                Pete knows he needs to stop freaking out. That he’s lucky to be watching all his kids grow up and get older, that this is something people don’t always get to see, the lack of Goose and Carole’s presence reminding him just how lucky he is. To not only have been given the opportunity to parent Bradley, but then gifted Tamsin and Petra both. The terror and pride are so heavily twined together they’re impossible for him to separate. Tamsin has finished her first year at Irvine, made the Dean’s list and is thriving.

                She has a new boyfriend, Mitchell, and if that isn’t the weirdest name to hear being thrown around in nicer tones than he’s used to. He’s in the same program as Tamsin; smart and capable. Pete likes him. More than the last one. It helps that he likes taking things apart, is happy to help Mav with his cars and bikes. Treats Petra like a kid sister but also offers her advice which she listens to, despite Pete giving her the same advice and her pulling a face at him, like he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

                It makes him feel old.

                Bradley worries him, not that he will ever say or do anything, but it doesn’t stop the worry. He mentions it to Ice in passing, that Bradley seems risk averse when it comes to relationships. Ice had just snorted and shaken his head, kissed him and told him that not everyone was like him. That Bradley took plenty of calculated risks all the time and Ice was glad of it.

…            …            …

                He attends the promotion ceremony, months after the actual promotions were announced. He wouldn’t usually make the effort, but he wants to meet Jake Seresin again, talk to him while keeping his suspicions at the front of his mind.

                “Lieutenant Seresin. Congratulations on your promotion.”

                “Thank you sir.”

                “I remember meeting you years ago, during your first deployment after you finished flights school.”

                “Yes sir. I remember. We had dinner with some of the others from my year.”

                “Hmm. I make it a habit to keep myself informed about as much as possible. Now… this may be a bit of a delicate question, and I don’t mean anything by it. However I have some experience in the matter…”

                Seresin has gone a little pale and Tom feels a thrill of hitting a target spot on, even if it’s not the target that Seresin may think it is.

                “How are you holding up with regards to killing another pilot?”

                Seresin visibly balks at his blunt wording, but he’s chosen them on purpose to garner an honest response.

                “My apologies Lieutenant for my blunt wording. I just wanted to say that if you ever needed to talk my door is always open. However you may wish to talk to someone

Not quite as highly ranked as myself. My husband is someone unfortunately intimately familiar with shooting other planes down. You may have heard of him. Captain Maverick Mitchell.”

                BAM. The rapid shifting of eyes and quick look of disbelief are quickly shuttered away and Seresin looks the epitome of calm and composed gentleman in seconds but he knows what he saw.

                “Your… husband sir?”

                “Hmm. Not common knowledge of course. I hope I can trust you with the information.”

                “Of course, sir. Thank you for trusting me.”

                “Here. This is his card. If you need to talk to someone with similar life experiences, then he’d be a good person for you to reach out to. All off the record.”

                “Thank you, sir. I appreciate it.”

                “Of course, Lieutenant. Congratulations again.”

…            …            …

                They go on vacation together as a family, not that Bradley can come but the six of them, Sarah and Melissa, Tamsin and Petra, him and Pete, all go to Hawaii and while he pops into the base there he takes Tamsin with him, leaving Pete and Petra planning on hiring jet skis. He hopes there’s no trip to Urgent Care in his future.

                For either of them.

                Of course when he gets the call he feels like he shouldn’t have even put the thought out to the universe, glad that Melissa was there to insist that Maverick actually go to the hospital. Not that he expects a broken arm to slow Mav down any, but he can live in hope.

…            …            …

                He doesn’t really understand just how or why how easily Jake Seresin gets under his skin as much as he does. It’s not even the first time he’s found himself like this this year, and five times is probably a habit, but one that is bad for him, leaves him feeling emotionally raw and frayed around the edges. He hadn’t come out looking for Jake, but like some weird coincidence their paths keep overlapping and as the music pounds and lights flash he steps in front of Jake, forcing him to look at him, eyes flashing with sudden recognition.

                “Don’t fucking start with me Bradshaw…” Jake hisses under his breath as he shoves past Bradley, eyes dark with anger. He knows from experience now that he can goad that anger into arousal without too much effort. That Jake lets him.

                “What are you going to do about it?” Bradley asks, yells to be heard over the music, following him, lip twitching with amusement, because he knows that laughing at Jake is the fastest way to make him lose his temper. Bradley’s own temper is slower burning, it takes a lot for him to get angry and stay angry. Jake though? He gets angry fast but also shifts away from anger with a blink of an eye, although it tinges the following interactions with the flavor of his anger and it’s something Bradley has found himself wanting to taste all too often.

                They’ve fucked each other, hard and rough, fighting for control. While Jake might be a little stronger than him, Bradley has the slight height advantage and knows how to use it for leverage. The first time he’d deliberately let Jake win, wanted to be fucked and wanted more to see the look on Jake’s face as he fucked into him. He hadn’t even got that though; Jake had pushed him face first into the rough sheets of the motel bed and pinned him down. Given him the bare minimum of prep before pushing himself into the tight hot clench of Bradley’s body. Even now he shudders at the memory, cock filling a little more.

                “I don’t need to do anything about it. You want me Bradshaw, I know you do…”

                Bradley leans back and crosses his arms, knows Jake will be able to see his half-hard cock in his pants. Has another flash of memory, looking in the mirror the morning after, his body covered in vivid purple scratches that show blood close to the surface of his skin, the red imprints of Jake’s teeth all over. He’d been glad it had been winter at the time, didn’t need to make excuses for the longer sleeved and higher necked tops which he only wears when it’s truly chilly.

                “Tell me something I don’t know.”

                “You’re such an asshole…”

                Bradley concedes the point with a slight incline of his head, because he can admit that his interactions with Jake are definitely not normal for him, and he doesn’t get it while at the same time part of him thrills at it. Thrills at the fact that Jake is stepping in close, shoving a leg between his and grinding against him, jaw tight with anger as he glares at Bradley. He raises an eyebrow, not finished goading Jake into action. Into where he wants him.

                “You want to get on your knees for me Bradshaw?”

                “Always.”

                Oops.

                That was probably a little telling, but Jake doesn’t seem to clock it as the truth, his eyeroll showing how quickly he dismisses what accidentally slipped past his defenses.

                “You have a place?”

                “You know I do…”

                “Good. Lead the way.”

                Bradley lets his himself strut a little, glad he’s getting his way, knows Jake is walking behind him and watching. That they’ve done this often enough now that Jake knows how Bradley operates. Getting a motel room within walking distance of some clubs whenever he has some leave or time off. Goes dancing and finds someone to fuck.

                He remembers calling Jake baby, almost unable to call him anything but the first time they hooked up. Remembers Jake calling him an asshole then too. He’d liked riling Jake up even then, but he’d definitely been sweeter with it, a far softer tease, flirty back and forth than what it has devolved into. His past decision to cut this thing with Jake off before it grew into something has clearly failed, has instead grown twisted roots that have a firm hold on him. He knows he could ask Ice to stop him being deployed to places where Jake is. He knows Ice is high enough rank to have that sway. But he doesn’t want to. He’d rather have these breadcrumbs than nothing at all.

…            …            …

                Tom doesn’t like the fact that he’s getting a reputation for dealing with the fuckups of the other branches of the DoD, but also considering the potential trajectory of his career he can’t not take part. He’s horrified when he sits through the briefing on the attack, keeps his face expressionless, listens as the pilot questions the legality of the hit on the hospital and doesn’t do anything more than blink a little more rapidly when he hears the casualties and excuses. They have processes and procedures and he knows he has to have the back of the people under his command, but this was not the Navy and he wants these types of fuck up to stop happening and he knows the higher he is the more chance he has of making sure that doesn’t happen.

…            …            …

                He’s lying on his bed, Natasha curled up beside him, her head rested on his chest while they watch an old movie neither of them are really paying attention to. They’re meant to be acting as chaperones for Petra’s New Year’s Eve party, which he’d agreed to do from his bedroom. Tamsin has gone back to college; Mav and Ice have gone to Melissa and Sarah’s place, agreeing that they would totally cramp Petra’s style. Natasha is the only one Petra actually doesn’t mind being there, only agreeing that Bradley can stay because he’s Natasha’s best friend. He knows a case of hero worship when he sees one.

                “I think I’m fucked up…”

                “What was your first clue?”

                “Haha. I’m serious…”

                “You’re also drunk.”

                “Yeah. Not that drunk. Do you think it’s possible for us to have normal relationships?”

                “Uh… what?”

                “Relationships. I want one.”

                “Uh. Okay? You have someone in mind?”

                He lets out a long sigh. Thinks of Jake and how badly he’s dealt with their whole… thing.

                “No.”

                “Well. That’s your first problem.”

                “Bit hard to meet people who aren’t also in the service.”

                “Yeah. But also those who aren’t don’t get our way of life either…”

                Bradley sighs again, thinks about Ice and Maverick, how they’ve very slowly started being a little more unguarded about their relationship to one another outside of their immediate family unit. He’s starting to realize that he probably hasn’t really had the best examples of what a relationship is meant to be, although Melissa and Sarah are pretty solid. They didn’t really raise him though. He has Mav marrying his mom to hide his relationship to Ice, and Ice marrying Sarah and having kids to do the same. He’s now thirty-two, and he doesn’t need to hide his sexuality at all, but he also doesn’t know how to go about stopping it from fucking him up, or from fucking up any future relationships.

                “I think I need therapy.”

                “Don’t we all…” Natasha murmurs and lifts her glass to toast him.

(Next up another Jake interlude...)

SEVENTEEN

[redfurrycat]

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Ao3 Authors: Aphroditedany, Bbr1, BeautifulCreature, Buckybraciole, Callsignyours, Crowstakeflight, Demiclar, Emmedoesntdomath, Indybob, Kazanskysmitchell, Kerbyfullyloaded, LemonsAndSugarMakeLemonade, Lesbiseresin, LoveChildofInsertShowHere, SunMonTue, Teacupivy, ThisisYour_Captain_Speaking, ToukoJalorda003, Whimsicule, Winterbucky.

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> Mythological Creatures & Shapeshifters {🤠🐓} > Daily Heroes/Animal Care {🤠🐓}

his dark materials / dæmon AU by buckybraciole {T} {🤠🐓}

A series of one-shots about fighter pilots and their dæmons.

Golden Retriever Puppy by bbr1 {G} {🤠🐓}

“Have you ever had a dog?” Jake asks. “Nah, who am I kidding. Of course you haven’t. I’m going to get you a dog.”

Bad Idea! by LemonsAndSugarMakeLemonade {T} {🤠🐓/☃️🏍️}

Bradley: Hey, are you and Ice around? Well, this is slightly odd Mav thought but he replied anyway. Yeah, why? Bradley: We have our baby! We’ll be there in 10. Mav almost dropped his phone at the reply. What the fuck. Bradley Bradshaw, you better call me this instant.

A cat named Crow by LoveChildofInsertShowHere {T}

The Meowfect Evening {☃️🏍️}

Sometimes a kitten can make an evening even better

Some Birds Can't Fly {☃️🏍️}

Crow becomes more of a part of the Mitchell-Kazansky family

How Crow Won Slider's Heart {☃️🏍️}

Sometimes a cat will settle an insane debate better than Ice can

The Bumps in Quiet Nights {☃️🏍️}

Ice worries when Maverick takes too long to come back home from picking up dinner

And A Partridge in a Pear Tree {☃️🏍️}

Mav and Ice obtain 3 new family members in the form of kittens

Is it a Racoon? {🤠🐓/☃️🏍️}

Rooster meets the new additions to the Mitchell-Kazansky family and gets talked into getting a pet

Goosebumps {🤠🐓}

Jake and Bradley find the perfect cat for them, which brings up some emotions for Bradley

How to make a Flock {🤠🐓/☃️🏍️}

Mav discovers a box full of kittens on the side of the road on his way to suprise Ice at work

Nick's worst weekend ever by Aphroditedany {T} {🤠🐓}

Nick Bradshaw, Bradley Bradshaw's cat, might unexpectedly bring him closer to a charming co-pilot. It doesn't mean Nick likes it, though.

Skies of Dust by kerbyfullyloaded {T} {☃️🏍️}

Walking into the sky

Pete Mitchell was fourteen when his daemon settled. It took him a few years to join her in the sky, wings on his chest and steel all around him.

Every atom of me and every atom of you

The turn of a dial, snapshots of a life, dust all around. Maverick, Iceman, and their daemons in the years between 1987 and 2019. "'On,' said the alethiometer. Farther, higher. So on they climbed." The Subtle Knife (or: a series of stories based on the different symbols of the alethiometer, a sequel to Walking into the Sky)

at my side by demiclar {M} {☃️🏍️}

"If there's one thing Maverick is good at, it's taking care of his own." Slider said, throwing his arm around his shoulders and tugging him close. "I'm just glad we can return the favor from time to time." Pete Mitchell came back from the Dagger mission with PTSD worse than he'd ever experienced before. His family is eager to help, but piecing themselves back together after a decade of separation is a challenge not easily overcome. Pete isn’t the best at accepting help, and the family’s problems go deeper than expected, but they won’t stop trying until they bring everyone home.

Goose the Dog and Mav the Human, the Fun Never Ends by ThisisYour_Captain_Speaking {G}

Man's Best Friend

Maverick is one of the most kind hearted people ever and the things he loves, he does so with everything he has. Why not let him have a dog? AKA What if Theo was originally Mav's dog?

Well Well Well, What Have We Here?

It's Fourth of July Weekend and Ice has invited friends and their families over to celebrate. However, before the day of the actual celebration, Mav takes his dog Goose out for a run. Will they be able to beat the storm brewing or will Mav land himself in trouble yet again?

Wrench the Golden Retriever by emmedoesntdomath {T} {☃️🏍️}

“Mav, please tell me you didn’t get us a dog.�� Silence. He sighed. The contractually obligated hey-I-bought-a-dog-without-asking-and-then-gave-it-a-name-you’ll-hate-but-you-should-still-love-me fic

call it what you want by lesbiseresin {M} {🤠🐓}

“Shit, Mav,” Bradley says through a laugh as he squats down, leaving his beer on the railing so he has both hands free to stick out. “You finally get me that dog I was always asking for?” It’s another joke. He knows that Theo belongs to Penny and Amelia, but there has to be a reason Maverick is bringing this up. “You caught me,” Maverick deadpans. Bradley can see Penny elbow him out of the corner of his eye, but he doesn’t bother looking up, too engrossed in the happy pants Theo is letting out as Bradley switches to scratching under his chin. “You could say I did. Sort of.” “Sort of, huh?” (alternatively: jake & bradley getting their shit together ft. theo the dog)

Dust is Everlasting (And Love Even Moreso) by ToukoJalorda003 {M} {🤠🐓/☃️🏍️}

If Time Rewound to Dust (Love Would Endure Anyway)

All Rooster had ever wanted was to work for Jurassic World - his godfather did, and for his whole life, it had been his dream. Now he finally had it, and he…wasn’t so sure how he felt about Hangman. The man was just too dangerous, too unpredictable, and Rooster feared it would end in disaster. …But disaster had found them anyway, and now it was starting to look like it was too late to accept Hangman’s offer for a date. Damn.

When Dust is all That Remains (Love is Eternally Present)

After the events of the park’s catastrophic closing, Bradley just wanted to rest. Maybe take a nap and remind himself what he’d nearly had. But he couldn’t do that, because an active volcano was going to wipe out the remaining dinosaurs - including Jake’s raptors. …And if it was possible, he wasn’t going to let that happen. Maybe, while he was at it, he’d finally get that date, too.

be the ocean where I unravel by whimsicule {T} {🤠🐓}

He’s not even thirty years old. A lieutenant in the United States Navy. A highly-decorated aviator with two air-to-air kills. And he’s suddenly gone ahead and become scared of the goddamn sea. What a fucking joke.

make a lil' room for me by callsignyours {G} {🤠🐓}

Jake somehow ends up with Bradley's dog.

The Tiniest Problem by BeautifulCreature {G} {🤠🐓}

Bradley has an allergic reaction to his and Jake's new puppy.

Mine, Immaculate Dream by kazanskysmitchell {M} {☃️🏍️}

After the ever-so-stressful Dagger mission, Pete Mitchell is tired and craves some normalcy. It's seemingly difficult for him to return to normal this time, and his protective (and very worried) husband can't help but notice the changes in Pete's mental health. After an official PTSD diagnosis, being permanently grounded, and the adoption of a service dog, Pete Mitchell attempts to adjust, but can't do it without the help of his wingman and their adopted and dysfunctional family. (+ art from Cannibal_Hellhound)

better than your best dreams by teacupivy {M} {🤠🐓}

“Hey,” he says, nudging Bradly with his toes. “You brought Aubergine in, right?” Jake watches Bradley look up from his screen, stare into the mid distance, and decide to lie to him. “…Yes.” Tense and robotic, he slides his laptop onto the coffee table and slips out from beneath Jake’s legs. “Unrelated, I’ll be right back.”

With our pets, a house becomes our home by SunMonTue {E} {🤠🐓}

Jake adopts a puppy and then proceeds to fly across the country to take up a flight instructor position at Corpus Christi where Bradley is the vet (DVM) that Jake takes Brisket to once he arrives. Bradley asks him out. MeetCute.

Domestic Bliss by indybob {T} {🤠🐓}

Jake has had the longest week of his life. Between hops, training, and instructing, he’s worn out. Noticing how exhausted his husband is, Bradley takes it upon himself to go above and beyond to give Jake the most relaxing evening and weekend possible. Or: Much like Jake in this story, I’ve been very busy for the last couple of weeks, so I’m using this as my own form of catharsis. Feat. Brisket the Dog

Come on baby light my fire… by SunMonTue {E} {🤠🐓}

An apartment fire alarm at 1am featuring Jake in his underwear and Bradley with kittens.

scarlet flags by winterbucky {T} {🤠🐓}

All it took was one stupid drunken conversation for Bradley to totally ruin his chances with Hangman - even his daemon wasn't able to help. And 10 years later, he's still paying for that, pining for a man who probably hates him Trust Natasha to make him get himself together and actually talk to Hangman, and possibly get himself a boyfriend. Who would've thought? or daemon au with stupid but adorable pining bradley, cool hangman, even cooler natasha, and ofc, happy ending

Jet by crowstakeflight {G} {🤠🐓}

Jake gets a cat and names him after Iceman.

[naavispider]

opposite AU? The Na’vi are a hyper-intelligent species hundreds of years ahead of humans in terms of development. They thrive of renewable and clean energy, coming to Earth to rid the planet of the humans that are destroying it. Na’vi jake sully uses his human avatar - maybe they managed to figure out semi-permanent transfer - to attempt to reason with the owner of an incredibly large agricultural megacompany in Brazil (and South America in general) that contributes to deforestation to increase their farmland. He meets his daughter (human Neytiri). Na’vi quaritch destroys Neytiris home city, killing her father. And the rest is history.

the Na’vi’s technology utilises their queue in some way - maybe as a power source? Or their machines are just some really advanced biotechnology influenced by the plants in their homeworld. I was just picturing a smooth, beautiful Na’vi cruiser with no steering wheel. Just a mass of electrical wires looking like vines on a dashboard or a chair with a na’vi plugged into it.

Na’vi spider grew up on Earth after the na’vi fled back to their home system (multiple planets colonised). He is shorter - stunted growth due to increased gravity - and always slumped to appear smaller, and still outcast. His greater strength means he hurts people on accident some times. He lives in a megacity with the Sully’s in South America. When Quaritch finds him - maybe he has a human body, maybe another Na’vi one - he thinks of him as incredibly primitive in his views. When Spider is kidnapped (Jake sully leads a rebellion against the increasing colonisation of Earth - more navi are coming planetside after striking deals with multiple countries - Spider has info on the human resistance) he has no clue how to use anything on the ship he is being kept on which is very funny to quaritch.

so I guess this would be still an evil human AU - people like Neytiri, Jake and the kids don’t really give a fuck about the planet. Jake’s reasoning for turning to their side is basically human life is beautiful in its own fleeting way and deserves to be preserved. Tons of hisotry shouldn’t be erased. The planet can be saved while still preserving humanity.

But this doesn’t mean Na’vi are good guys. They are colonising the planet. In areas they set up camp they tear down infrastructure and attempt to restore the local ecosystem - maybe using humans as fertiliser could be a little fucked up plot twist. Any human that draws too near would die. As the “rejuvenation” of Earth begins, population of humans dwindle and are pushed from their homes. I don’t see a reason why Na’vi would use human avatars as their isn’t really an advantage other than being able to breathe 100% of the time - as well as not feeling the effects of increased gravity.

I think at this point - Na’vi have colonised most of their home system - with successful colonies on other planets. So some na’vi may have evolved to withstand higher gravity. the concoction the Na’vi use in order to speed up plant growth creates dangerous megafauna. Na’vi do experiments on earth animals to cross-hybrid them with their strange funky biotech. Meaning Na’vi can pilot them likes mechs. This could help with the increased gravity thing.

Na’vi intererence using powerful gravitational waves to destroy infrastructure could creat similar phenomena as the flux vortexes. These areas could provide na’vi relief from the increased gravity - which is why they erect their encampments are puns the graveyards of cities.

this desperately needs a way to nerf the Na’vi. In the original series - it’s their primitivity and morals that nerf them a lil. They can’t stand up against the absolutely giant machinery and guns the humans use - and they also wont resort to the same tactics. I don’t think there could be an issue with teh Na’vi tech not being compatible with earths gravity - as they would have colonised Alpha Centari already - which is a huge gas giant. The only think I can think of is seasons and irregular weather patterns - Pandora is tidally locked so it doesn’t experience seasons. They may not be prepared for winter - or might freak out once the plants they have just regrown start dying in winter.

This has been in my notes for ages - I remember trying to think of an actual plot point that’d turn this AU into a story but I couldn’t think of anything 🤷‍♀️ any ideas?

Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply! I’ve been terrible at updating tumblr recently ✨ This is really well thought out already! You’ve done 90% of the hard work , which is figuring out the premise in the first place!

Since it’s an opposite au you could focus on any part of the original A2 plot in this setting. I love the idea of Jake having a human avatar, after living his whole life as a Na’vi 😯 I think there’s a lot to explore there but aLso the humans-being-used-as-fertiliser side plot is too juicy to ignore… the only question is who is going to get trapped in the process and need rescuing? 🤨🤨

[missathlete31]

Left Behind- Chapter 1

Summary: An AU where Hangman is chosen for the mission and saves Rooster's life, but no one goes back for him. Command needs to debrief the team but one Javy "Coyote" Machado isn't letting them off the hook so easily.

Warnings: Angst, lots of angst, and hold on wait a minute…… ah yes even more angst! Sorry it’s all I know how to write 🤷‍♀️

There was a coldness gathered in the ship that afternoon, far beyond the wisps of the November sea breeze. The air was heavy, suffocating, and it gathered around the crew like a blanket you couldn’t find your way out from under. Yet of all those on the ship, it seemed to bury the Dagger Squad the most. They sat huddled in a briefing room clinging to each other, silent tears on some faces, choked sobs from others. A few couldn’t contain their subdued relief at having made it back on board before guilt crushed the breath from their lungs. Relief was not allowed today, not after what happened in the skies over those snowy mountains.

They had lost one of their own.

Lieutenant Jake Seresin, call sign Hangman, designated team leader for the Uranium Mission, had proven his nickname wrong. He had turned his plane around, had shielded Bradley Bradshaw from an onslaught of surface to air artillery, and had been rewarded with a missile into his own jet. They had seen no parachute.

When the order came from command to head back to the ships, not one pilot disobeyed. There was confliction in their hearts, for all their animosity Hangman was still their teammate, but no one turned around. Ironic in that the man who spent a career hearing he was a bad teammate moved in with no hesitation; the team that chastised him for all those years, left with not a second glance.

Only Lieutenant Machado, designated Dagger Spare for the mission and Jake’s best and perhaps only friend, fought to go back for the blonde. He begged command, pleaded until he was on the verge of tears and then almost went anyway. The flight crew had to stop him; four grown men muscling Coyote out of the plane and back towards the ship as he struggled to push out of their grip. Finally Hondo came forward, swooping in with his calm stoicism and wrapping Javy into the biggest bear hug he could. The young pilot just collapsed into it and sobbed.

Hours later and Javy sat huddled between Halo and Fritz. Callie kept his head burrowed into her neck, whispering low words of comfort as Billy rubbed small circles in the man’s back. They sat in the back of the room, closest to the exits and with no one behind them, but it didn’t stop the other members of the team from turning every so often in solemn solidarity, until remorse reared its ugly head and they turned back around in their chairs just like they did in their aircrafts.

Admiral Simpson, Admiral Bates and Captain Mitchell entered at last, each with an air of professional-laced grief as they strode to the front of the group. A few pilots moved to stand at an attention but it was waved off quickly if only to expunge the people that couldn’t stand; their anguish weighing them down in tons.

“Daggers” Admiral Simpson began, his eyes taking in the room at large. The devastation was palpable but Beau shouldered on, “I know this isn’t where any of you want to be right now, but we have to get this done. Let’s begin with the canyon, Lieutenant Trace would you like to speak for your group-“

“Sir?” Javy pushed himself up from Callie’s embrace and stood up from his chair, his face contorting in confusion, “what are you- what are we doing here?”

The pity on his superior officer’s face, on all his team in fact, made Coyote want to punch something but instead he raised his voice and asked again, “What are we doing here?”

“We need to debrief son” Bates voice was calm and measured, almost like he was talking to a cornered animal, “we have to discuss what happened out there today.“

“We can’t debrief!” Javy looked to the others as though waiting for someone to let him in on the joke, “Jake’s not back yet.”

“Coyote-“ Maverick began softly, “kid-“

But the young man wouldn’t listen; instead he shook his head, imploring someone to understand, “no we can’t start until Jake’s back, he needs to be here.”

Admiral Simpson nodded patiently, “We have spotters in the control room,” he informed gently, moving down the row of tables until he was in front of Javy, “if Lieutenant Seresin were to make his way back, they would let us know.”

“’If?” Coyote stood up straighter meeting his superior’s eye, “Sir he’s out there-“

“Lieutenant Machado-“

“You’re leaving him to die.” The younger man turned to his teammates, “you all left him to die!”

Fritz stood up next to him, reaching to wrap a hand around his shoulders, “Sir, maybe I should take Coyote out for some air-“

“NO!” Javy shook off Billy’s grip and then Callie’s too when the woman also moved to contain him, “No! I’m not leaving until I hear why you didn’t send search and rescue Sir” he stared the Admiral down, “he’s out there-“ Javy pointed behind him, in the last direction he had seen of his best friend, “alone, wondering when his team, his damn country is going to help him and instead you are standing here wanting to talk about what happened on the mission? I’ll tell you what happened on the mission Sir” and now Javy was yelling, “YOU LEFT ONE OF YOUR OWN TO DIE!”

“Lieutenant-“ Maverick began but all it did was give Coyote’s ire another target. “And you!” he screeched, his voice cracking with emotion, “you pushed teamwork and being wingmen and what you will say to everyone’s family, well let’s hear it Mav, what are you saying to Jake’s family?”

“Javy-“

“No” he instigated roughly, “let’s hear it because Jake doesn’t have a family okay? Those assholes gave up on him decades ago. The only people he ever thought gave a damn about him is in this room, so let’s hear Captain, why is Jake d-“ he couldn’t say the word, “why is Jake not here?” he amended emotionally.

Maverick took a few steps forward cautiously, “Javy, I’m sorry son, but-“

“Fine!” Coyote called out louder than Mav’s voice to drown out whatever the man was going to say next, “I’ll say it. Jake isn’t here because he was too busy saving you” he turned right to Bradley who looked pale in his chair. “He saved your life, and you couldn’t even wait two seconds to see where he landed-“

“There was no parachute man” Fanboy cut in, shaking his head, “I checked. He didn’t eject-“

“That doesn’t mean shit and you know it!”

Nat sniffed back a sob as she stood and turned towards her devastated teammate, “He crashed too hard Javy” she offered, “he wouldn’t have survived-“

“You didn’t even circle around to look for movement. You could have looked-“

She shook her head, her eyes stained with tears, “there was nothing to see.”

“You don’t know that” Javy pushed away his chair, anger taking the place of his grief. Anger at this team that meant so much to Jake but clearly he didn’t mean as much to them, and yet wasn’t that always the case for Jake Seresin? His mother, his father, his classmates, his team, all these people that Jake tried to give love to and yet not one of them could sacrifice even an inch to give something back to him. Coyote felt his stomach clench in anguish, “If it were anyone else you would have turned back” He watched Natasha’s face crumble and he knew he had tone, “but because it was him-“

”The team followed my command Lieutenant” Admiral Simpson spoke up, bringing the focus of the angry man back to him, “I ordered them back.”

Javy’s dark eyes landed on the Daggers who made it home, “if it were Rooster or Payback or Phoenix you all would have turned around but because it was Jake- you kept going, he wasn’t worth the effort right?”

“That’s not fair” Bob interrupted, his hand holding Phoenix’s as she began to sob at Coyote’s accusation, “Hangman was hit, there was nothing we could do for him.”

”Bob’s right” Maverick agreed, “there was no parachute, no radio contact, no esat link. What did you expect them to do-“

Coyote steered himself, standing straighter as he looked down at his Captain, “I expected someone to give a damn Sir.”

”Of course we do Javy” Payback urged, “but killing ourselves as well won’t bring Seresin back-“

”He’s not dead!”

”Lieutenant-“

“He’s alive!” Coyote urged them desperately, agonizingly fraught, “I can feel it.” He walked over to Bradshaw seeing a man that looked as broken as he felt and clung to him, “you feel it too, don’t you?” he asked but the mustached man just gave a pained whisper of “please” before he looked away.

“Lieutenant Machado” Admiral Simpson was taking control again, though the man looked anything but steadfast as he tried to wrangle the room to some kind of order, “I know this is a difficult time and I understand your emotions but if you cannot control yourself than I am going to have to ask you to leave. We have to get through this debrief-“

“Does Jake really mean that little to you Sir?”

“Lieutenant Seresin understood the risk of his profession-“ the second the words left his mouth Beau knew he messed up. The entire room fell into silence as Coyote reddened in rage. Lieutenant Machado strode back forward, standing so close to his Admiral, Beau thought for a moment he might actually be struck. But instead Javy decided to hit them all in a more devastating way.

“You’re right Sir” the man began, viciously low, “Jake knew the risks, hell he used to tell me that if his life didn’t end in a fiery wreck in the sky, he was doing it wrong. He had no qualms about it” Javy mused, “no fear, no doubts. He gave everything to this team, to you all, this is all he wanted; to be a Dagger, to help save the world. And yet” he looked at the rest of the pilots, “you all bitched about flying with him. ‘Hangman’s gonna leave us hangin’, Hangman is a cocky asshole, Hangman is a show-off’.” Coyote shook his head, “Jake has had to deal his entire career listening to people call him selfish and cocky and always leaving his wingman but in the end he was the only one of all of you who didn’t! He cared for all of you so freaking much.” A sob ripped from his throat, “He has no family, just me, and he thought of all of you as the closest thing he’d get to a real one, whether you reciprocated or not,” Coyote sniffed and wiped his face with the back of his hand, “God he just wanted to protect you. He wanted the best from you all, to make us all better. Because if we were all the best, nothing could touch us, nothing could ruin this” He spared a minute to look at the others before Javy turned to Rooster, “he said the stuff about your dad to motivate you. He thought it would get you to go faster, to stop living in your own head. He didn’t know it would be so poorly received because he didn’t know any better. God-“ the man slammed his hand down desperately on the desk, “why couldn’t any of you see, he never knew any better.”

“Javy” Maverick placed a hand on his arm and squeezed gently but firmly, “son let’s get some air-“

“And you” Coyote forced his eyes to meet his Captain, “he worshiped you” he admitted softly.

“What?”

“You and Iceman and all the greats, he worshiped all of you. When he found out who you were, when he saw some of your files, my God he couldn’t wait to go up in the skies with you. That first day, you remember what you said?” he waited but Maverick didn’t reply, “you said, ‘you’re good, kid, I’ll give you that’.” Javy shook his head sadly, “he was so happy, he didn’t care you shot him down later, he was just so damn ecstatic you noticed him. That you said he was good.”

“Javy-“

Coyote looked to the two Admirals, “he worshiped both of you too. He just wanted to make you all proud, to prove his worth, and you all left him to die.”

“Lieutenant Machado-“

“Leave no man behind right?" the pilot chided sternly, "Well you left the best man I ever knew behind, a man who would have never done that to someone, call sign be damned. A man who sacrificed himself because he felt that you all deserved to live more than him. A true hero and my b-brother” his voice caught as he struggled to continue. Javy urged himself to sniff down a sob to get this last part out not for himself but for Jake, “So I’m sorry Sir” he turned back to Simpson, “for interrupting your debrief but it needed to be said. Someone needed to speak up on Jake’s behalf. He deserved it.”

Javy didn't wait for his CO's to dismiss him, he didn't even wait as Maverick called his name once more. Instead the man headed out of the room and to the deck where he would sit and watch the horizon, the same horizon that Jake had flown towards that morning. Because Javy could feel it in his heart, his best friend was out there and even if every other Dagger and every other person in the damn Navy wanted to give up and list Hangman as KIA, Javy wouldn't. He would take watch and hold vigil until his brother came home once more.

[thehufflepuff02]

Chapter One—Grace

I wanted to do an Au where Grace and Trudy Lived. I already published one before but I wasn’t happy with it, I restarted and I’m much happier now. You can also find this on ao3 under the name “what it could have been” for a more cohesive read. Enjoy!

The silence was deafening. No one had uttered a single word since they were brought to this cold, sterile holding cell just hours ago. No one knew what to say. The Hometree was destroyed and besides what was talking gonna do anyway? It certainly isn’t going to restore the Hometree to it’s former glory. It certainly isn’t going to give all the Na’vi their home back or bring back their loved ones that were killed during the destruction. “The indigenous has been pacified” that’s all Quaritch and Selfridge needed from Grace and her team. Everyone part of the Avatar program will be sent back to Earth on the next shuttle.

It was over.

The battle Grace has been fighting for almost twenty years is over. The RDA won, they will mine for their Unobtainium and take over Pandora with their machines that pollute the air. With the Omaticaya already weak they stood no chance against the sky people. Quaritch will hit them while their down. He will go for the tree of souls next, steal the last thing they hold precious. Show them how he can do whatever he wants and they can do nothing about it. Grace wasn’t even going to be able to stop it.

Not from this fucking cell she won’t.

Grace needed a way out. She needed to get them all out of here. She couldn’t just sit here like a child curled up in a ball, hiding her face in her knees. Hiding from everything wasn’t going to help. It never did.

The sound of the automatic door startled the three of them. Grace, Norm, and Jake’s heads popped up. It was their dinner being brought to them by… Trudy? She was on their side right? Grace trusted her or thought she trusted her.

“Personally,” Trudy said to the guard, nodding to the food on the cart she was pushing. “I think steaks to good for these traitors.”

The guard bend down for the food, looking in the cart.“They get steak? That’s bullshit. Let me see that—”

Trudy swiftly pulled out a gun from her leg holster, threatening him while he was down. She had the upper hand here. “Yea, you know what that is. All the way down, Pendejo.” The guard obeyed, getting to the ground, scared for his life. “Max!” Trudy yelled.

Max came sprinting through the door, his face sweaty. He started looking through the guards pockets for a key card while Trudy zip tied his arms and legs together, immobilizing him.

“He has a lanyard on. His key card is in there.” Norm shouted. He must had been paying attention when they brought them here. Grace had not realized.

“Found it.” Max announced, getting up from his crouching position to come unlock the three of them from this fucking cell. He swipes the key card,the door slides swiftly open. Grace is free. Norm and Jake are free. Time for a revo-

One of Quaritch’s goons comes running in, gun in hand. “Hands in the air! All of you!” The trooper demands.

Trudy, kicks him in the back, knocking him to the floor gasping for air. With one final hit to the head with her gun, he’s unconscious. They were in the clear.

Grace lets out the breath she didn’t notice she was holding, closing her eyes for a moment. She feels a rough hand on her arm, she opens her eyes. It’s Jake. “What do you say, Grace? Time for a revolution?” He asks

“You read my mind marine.” Grace, smiled briefly.

Grace’s motley crew is ready. The cripple, the lanky scientist, the pilot, and Grace. The bitchy, takes no nonsense head of the Avatar program, scientist.

The first guard began to struggle against his binds, Trudy grabbed went to knock him out but max got to him first, hitting him over the head with a metal coffee pot. Grace watched in shock, the man who never even raised his voice just knocked someone unconscious.

“That was unexpectedly satisfying.”Max confessed.

“Okay, now we need to go. " Jake urged, grabbing the gun someone dropped and pumping his chair wheels furiously. Grace jogged besides him, Max, Trudy, and Norm right behind. Their footsteps felt like they were echoing through the empty metal halls of hell’s gate. Grace was positive someone was going to stop them before they could get to Trudy’s Samson. Finally they made it to the airlock, one last stretch to the aircraft and they would be gone. Free from the RDA’s clutches.

Jake turns to Trudy. “Get your ship fired up and ready to go.”

she nods in agreement, grabs Norm, who already has an exo-pack on, and enters the airlock.

Grace puts on an exo-pack, strapping it securely on. 

Jake turns to Max now. “Stay here. I need someone on the inside I can trust. Quaritch doesn’t know you’re with us, keep it that way.” Jake tells him, clutching his hand tightly.

“Of course, good luck.”Max says. He pats Grace on the shoulder. Her one friend before Jake and norm showed up and warmed their way into her heart. Something past between the two as he looked at her, Grace found some hope. Maybe they were gonna win this.

The man ran off, leaving Grace and Jake alone. “Ready?” Jake asked.

“Ready as ever, come on marine.” Grace told him stepping into the air lock. Jake followed suit, rolling in beside her. The second door opened once the first closed. They rushed to the Samson, quickly noticing one of Quaritch’s goons were already theren, threatening Norm with an AR aimed right at his head. “I need you to shut it down and step out of the vehicle! Now!” The man yells, angered.

Jake rolls up behind him, pistol in hand, “Take it nice and easy.”

The trooper turn and sees the gun aimed at him.

“On the ground, head down. Hands behind your back.” Jake tells him.

The Trooper hesitates.

“Do what he goddamn says!” Grace shouts at him.

He gets to the ground, doing as told. Head down, hands behind his back. Norm jumps out of the Samson to grab his gun, throwing it on the aircraft so it’s far from the man. He covers them while Jake pulls himself up on to the back of the Samson with the help of Grace.

Someone started firing at them, bullets were raining on the aircraft barley missing them.

“Norm get in.” Grace shouts urgently.

He obliged, jumping in.

Grace threw Jake’s chair in and pulled herself on as quickly as she could but it wasn’t quick enough. She felt as the bullet cut through her flesh, lodging itself deep in her abdomen. The hope she had died instantly. There was no way she could survive this. None of them knew how to treat even a simple bullet wound, never mind if it hit any organs. This was it, she was going to die tonight. She pushed past the pain and buckled herself in the nearest seat, pulling the strap tight. 

The other three was shouting and cheering. They thought everyone was safe. Jake pumped his fist in the air. “Oh yeah, baby!” He yells over the loud turbines. He turned around to Grace, smiling. His face went from excitement to panic in seconds. The first thing he saw when he turned around was Grace clutching her bloody abdomen.

“This is gonna ruin my whole day.” Grace joked helplessly. 

“Grace is hit!” Jake yelled to the two in the front of the Samson, not taking his eyes, off of Grace’s hand which was covered in her own blood.

next chapter coming soon!

[princessmisery666]

PM666Reads - Fic Recs - September 2022

Please heed all the warnings on the individual fics. I am not responsible for what you choose to read.

To the authors - thank you for putting in the work 💕no one gets enough recognition so thank you for taking the time to write and being brave enough to share it with us 💟

📖Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Monday To Friday - @wildbornsiren - It’s just a crush– on one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever met in your life. There’s no way he would ever return your feelings right?

You're No Bun - @writercole -Rooster tries to get a drunk you to bed.

Don't Think, Just Do - @evansrogerskitten - Rooster has a crush. 

📖Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Drunken Words, Sober Thoughts - @seresinhangmanjake - You and Jake had a history of flirting and occasionally kissing if too much time was spent at the bar, but it never went any further than that. One night, after showing up at your house and passing out on your couch, Jake wakes up the next morning only to learn he had drunkenly confessed his feelings for you.

Magic Jake - @evansrogerskitten - Your boyfriend has a secret - once upon a time, Hangman was a stripper. 

Country Boy - @princessphilly - music soulmate AU

Rebel, Rebel - @therebeccaw - Sufficed to say, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin wasn’t the pilot you were looking for.

📖Rhett Abbott

Proving A Point - @writercole - Rhett sees a guy trying to hit on his girl. She brushes him off but the guy just doesn’t want to take the hint.

I Can Still Make Cheyenne - @writercole - Rhett Abbot isn’t an easy man to love but when he’s about to lose everything, his head is finally clear.

📖Sam Winchester

Without a Stitch - @raidens-realm - While Dean’s on a hunt, Sam stays behind with a cold. The Bunker seems bent on ridding him of far more than a virus and only when he gets the situation under control does he begin to glean it’s true intent.

Butter Knife - @fictional-affairs - Sam, thinking that Dean and the reader have been sneaking around as a couple, locks the two in the bathroom so that they’ll establish their relationship. But Dean and the reader know the truth- and the reader has to choose between using the bathroom in the presence of Dean, or admitting her feelings to Sam.

A Little Trip - @mariekoukie6661 -Sam doesn’t sleep well.

The Best and Worse Plans - @girl-next-door-writes - gif drabble

The Almost Kiss - @myinconnelly1 - fluffy drabble

"I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified" - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Torture - @girl-next-door-writes - gif drabble#

“I’ll give you $200 if you don’t bring it up again.” - @mrswhozeewhatsis

Tight - @kittenofdoomage - A few hundred words about Sam's humungous cock

📖Dean Winchester

Feast - @talesmaniac89 - Dean has grown tired of your game of cat and mouse. He’s ready to show you he’s a hunter. And tonight, you’re his prey.

Big Brother - @girl-next-door-writes - gif drabble

Lavender Skies - @talesmaniac89 - A relationship ends under lavender skies��

📖Mickey 'Fanboy' Garcia

Falcon? - @writercole - In which the Daggers find Fanboy’s doppelganger.

📖James 'Bucky' Buchanan Barnes

Treacherous - @scrumptious-delusion - you’re asking yourself why he keeps coming back, he’s asking himself why you keep letting him in. it’s a treacherous slope but neither of you can turn back now.

📖Jensen Ackles

Remind Me - @pink-sparkly-witch - Jensen and Y/N have been drifting apart since he went to film The Boys. When a song on the radio makes him realise just how bad things are, he’s determined to fix it. Problem is, he doesn’t know if Y/N wants to fix it or if it’s over between them.

📖Robert 'Bob' Floyd

Enlightened - @writercole - The heart wants what the heart wants. But sometimes, it needs a push to figure it out.

📖Steve Rogers

Would I Lie To You - @cockslutpadalecki - steve catches a hydra operative- she’s low level, maybe a receptionist, a medical assistant, not given enough information to be important, not given enough to really know who she’s working for. but steve thinks she knows more than she lets on. what interrogation tactics is he using on poor reader?

📖Ransom Drysdale

The Hunt - @navybrat817 - Ransom likes the hunt, especially when you turn him down.

[whichcouldmeannothing]

hanahaki!hangman

its no secret that i am working on a hanahaki au for tgm.. and its been a journey. i would like to share a snippet and if the reception is good ill probably finish it as a Christmas present

anyway angst stuff incoming! cw he does throw one up here so if ur uncomfy pls don't read!

He hears Rooster and his blood freezes.

Everything sounds like he's underwater. He tries not to look at him, but he knows his face betrays the worry he feels. Through the fog permeating his brain, he catches that he’s on reserve. He clenches his jaw, trying to keep anything else from spilling out. It invites no strong emotion in him because all he can think about is Bradley.

The rest of the day, two different sides of him fight. Rooster is a capable pilot, someone who can lead and who has the ability to pull the stupid shit Maverick does. He’s just as good as Hangman, but Hangman would be better suited for a decisive fight if they encounter any enemies. Jake has less to lose.

Bradley leaves the room after their briefing and doesn’t wait for anyone to talk to him. Jake looks on, a twisting feeling taking over his insides. Bradley, who has a habit of going slow, and who is going to go up against quick and ruthless fifth-generation fighters.

Bradley is a good pilot, but he can’t die like this.

They get the day off after that, and Jake pounds it at the gym. Hopefully, the physical pain overpowers his inner turmoil.

By evening, he can’t take it anymore. He leaves the lockers, walks the rounds and sees the lights on in one room. Jake slows down.

It’s the cool-down room for the pilots before they head up or after they come down. It’s covered in photos and memorabilia. So, when he sees someone in a black shirt with messy brown hair staring at a photo, he stops.

He only sees Rooster’s back, but he hears what he says. “Talk to me, Dad.”

Something pangs in his chest, and he runs off.

“You can’t send him on this mission.” There is no room for argument here. Maverick is sitting at his desk, tapping away on his tablet. Jake has half the mind to pick it up and smash it to the ground if it would get his point across. The metal door frame he’s leaning on is cold, and Mav’s stare is even colder as he looks at him.

“Lieutenant, I’m not changing my decision.”

“You have to.” Jake marches into the room. He stands tall and his face is set, and you could never guess that he spent ten minutes hunched over a toilet, tearing his throat raw. He can still taste the blood in his mouth, but he straightens himself. He can’t let Rooster do this.

“Lieutenant, this is grounds for insubordination.” And now Jake has to stifle a laugh because of the stories he’s heard about Maverick. He’s the fucking poster child for insubordination and he’s lecturing him? Jake stifles a cough.

“Captain,” he searches for the words. “He hasn’t learnt from anything, he’s the same guy, you can’t send someone like him up there!” The desperation leaks in his voice, and he feels sick, light-headed. Maverick clasps his hands together, too pissed to fake looking over his documents. He presses his lips together and is about to launch into a tirade, but Jake repeats himself from days ago.

“You know he isn’t ready, you know this.”

“Lieutenant, my choices are made with the mission’s success in mind, and he is one of the best pilots we have.” There’s a hint of anger under Maverick’s voice. That only adds to why Rooster can't fly, he chose Rooster for the mission because of their weird history. Emotions have no place in an active battle, you need gut reactions, not anxiety. He can’t go on this mission.

“But-” And he can feel it, crawling up his throat.

He coughs, but it goes from quiet to something that sounds painful. He covers his mouth, and he feels the tell-tale softness of a petal. He has to choke it down because he knows more are coming. He has to force this down. He puts another hand over his mouth, pressing it tight against his face.

Maverick’s anger fades into concern. He makes a move to stand, but Jake steps back. He tastes something metallic in his mouth.

He tries to swallow it down because he has to make Maverick listen, he has to save Bradley from this. His cheeks are filling up, and he can feel something that's definitely not a petal move up his throat. They feel like mini stalks, leaves tickling his throat.

"Lieutenant!" Maverick moves towards Jake. Jake shakes his head, but the movement lets petals fall from his mouth.

Bright yellow, tear-shaped petals fall to the floor. They contrast against the cement and Maverick stills, looking at them and back to Jake. His mouth is agape.

Jake can't come back from this. He accepts surrender.

He slowly removes his hands from his mouth, and more petals fall out, their colours going from yellow to their more iconic orange.

Horror dawns on the captain's face, turning him pale and his eyes to grow wide. Something catches in his throat, something much bigger than the petals, and with a hand on his neck, Jake coughs it out.

A full flower, with stalk and leaves, falls slowly to the ground. Its yellow petals are tinged with red blood spots.

Recognition fills Maverick's face. Jake closes his eyes.

-

guess what flower hangman is throwing up and u win my eternal love and respect and my soul also

[jakekazansky]

I would like to know more about Blue Angel Bradley.

Finally someone asked about this!!!! I found the idea notes for the first time in about a year when I was looking through my wips for the tag game!!

So in this au Bradley is an aviator while Jake is a nurse (specifically he’s an ER nurse but he volunteers to work at medical tents at airshows that come to San Diego). Also Goose lives (I love this man too much to kill him in most of my aus) but Carole doesn’t.

Now because I can’t completely ignore cannon, Carole does ask Mav to keep Bradley out of the Navy and to not tell Goose that she asked this of him. But Mav, loves his godson and his brother too much to go through with it. Goose knows that while his wife never really said anything, she wasn’t a fan of him being a fighter pilot or of him flying in general. Carole had a fear of flying but unfortunately she loved men who loved the sky and had a son who loved it just as much. While Goose respects his wife, he isn’t gonna let her dying wish ruin his son’s life just because she wasn’t scared.

Bradley does go to the academy and he does go to flight school but he chooses to focus on flying demonstrations and educating people about the navy and naval aviation. Him and his dads (he considers mav his second dad) set down before he went to the academy where his dads told him about his mom’s dying wish. Bradley was around 13 or so when she died. They came up with him flying demo as a way for him to keep his flying dreams and to keep him from flying combat as like a way to respect his mom’s wish for him to stay out of dangerous situations. Carole’s thought was that flying was dangerous so that by not letting him fly he would stay out of danger.

So Bradley and ER nurse Jake would meet pre blue angel show in San Diego when Bradley manages to cut himself and no has a band-aid so he has to go the first aid tent. That is where he meets the pretty blonde nurse who he flirts with while Jake gives him a band-aid cause while Bradley might be a Blue Angel there’s a real Angel in the medical tent or that’s what he tells Phoenix when he gets back to the planes. Of course when Phoenix asks for the Angel’s name Bradley realizes he didn’t ask and didn’t think to look to see if the man had a name tag cause Bradley was too busy looking into Jake’s eyes or at his ass.

Thanks so much for the ask!!!! I love seeing your name in my inbox!!! ❤️❤️

[theblackdragon-studios]

what would everyone look like if they where from Pandora? o: {it popped into my head and i thought it might be interesting}

You were probably hoping for their dragon counterparts modified to look like Pandora predators…but I went a different route. The dragons in my headworld are on the same level in intelligence with humans, so their Pandora counterparts would be creatures that are the same.

As of now we only have two species on Pandora that fit this: The Tuluk (the sapient alien whales) and the Na’vi. Since the story of my Headworld is about a human that literally falls into the rest of the story which introduces her to the fact dragons exist and have been in hiding all this time, I went with the latter:

Starting with Meg/Pendara herself. To put in a simple but inaccurate way, she’s the Jake Sully of this possibly AU. Not literally…I mean that she goes through a similar journey of “human that is a part of the Avatar Program but who ends up with the opportunity to live with and learn from the true Na’vi natives and comes to realize what she was in support of was wrong” he did.

Except as you can see, she’s a reef Na’vi-based avatar pilot. Reason being I want to explore that area of the story since I love the ocean and Meg would be perfectly eager to learn from ocean-based Na’vi. Not at first, of course…she’s uncertain about this whole thing at the start, but over time she falls in love with the planet’s ocean and the way the reef people live.

How she gets into this situation…I will have to see if it’s possible to expand on this AU before going into that… But I have Pandora counterparts of the others:

First Megaera (given a Na’vi name), who is a rain forest Na’vi like the main characters are. Her father being the clan chief, she is the next spiritual leader in training like Neytiri was. She’s not like Neytiri, though, of course…instead she is more like Ronal at first, very anti-human and skeptical that they can learn anything from the natives of Pandora (though for similar reasons to Tsu’tey who lost loved ones to them). Her opinion changes when she befriends Meg.

Then Calixthzan, who is a “fire” Na’vi because his dragon counterpart is a volcanic dragon. We don’t have any information on them yet except that they’re called Ash People and are much more aggressive than the other races, possibly even intolerant, but are called “evil” as a general term. Cal is like the others of his clan at first, and displays this clearly by wearing a necklace of bones.

The bones consist of fangs belonging to a predator of his territory, and what look to be human bones snapped in half to better decorate the necklace. (It’s later revealed they’re the bones of only one human…and are literally snapped in half to decorate the necklace and make it look like there was more than one kill. It’s a scare tactic mostly, and it isn’t clear how the human died or if (Cal) was even the one to do it…)

Then Frjord and Azure (also given better names if I ever find a list) who are in (Megaera’s) clan. (Fjord) is an adult by human standards, but not according to the clan. He has yet to choose an Ikran and partake in the Dream Walk ritual. It isn’t clear why, as he is not incompetent or lazy, but he isn’t ready yet apparently.

(Azure) is recognized as an adult, having an Ikran and everything, but is not referred to as a warrior much. Neither as a hunter or a fighter, (Azure) only does enough to not be viewed as useless to the clan. It may be related to the scar on his face, but Meg isn’t ready to ask about it.

Then there is Nox…who is as unusual and mysterious here as he is in the headworld story.

Nox (called by many other names) is the local that Meg meets and that sends her on her journey like Jake’s. Except Nox isn’t in the Metkayina or any of the other reef clan. He isn’t in any clan at all. Nox isn’t even a Na’vi…

He is what the Na’vi see as the Wrath of Eywa, a large, powerful, and both feared and honored creature of Pandora whose intelligence, age, and connection to the planet is said to surpass all others’ but the goddess herself. However, he does not command the flora and fauna as Eywa does…though he can communicate with them as the Na’vi do.

How does he have two forms, though? By doing what humans learned to do, switching his consciousness from his true body to a Na’vi body which he travels in normally. When you see his true form, it is a sign from Eywa that the balance has been deeply uprooted and that her rare but existing mighty wrath against this is coming to fix it. (Nox) is the first and most seriously received sign before this occurs.

I might continue exploring this AU sometime, especially if people are interested in seeing more, but for now this is the concept designs of everyone.

(Also I didn’t want to add the glowing dots to the others…because I didn’t have much to go on for them.)

[tgmsunmontue]

The Roost

Hangster AU MeetCute. 2k. (Teen for swearing but more General). Complete. The Dagger Squadron have put Jake in charge of organizing a cake for Mav's 60th birthday and retirement celebration. Little does he know he's just asked Mav's son to make it.

                “What…?”

                “Fucks sake Jake! Pay attention! You can organize the cake. You can’t fuck that up. Find someone good, ask them to make it and deliver it, and then that’s you done. Think you can manage that Bagman?”

                “Yeah yeah, I can manage a fucking cake.”

…            …            …

                He walks into The Roost, a small boutique café and bakery which has nothing but five star ratings and looks around. It’s homey out front, squishy armchairs, low tables and nothing matches. He can see a gleaming commercial kitchen through a small window though and he heads toward the counter. There’s a young woman pressing a key repeatedly on a retro-looking till and he approaches and smiles. She doesn’t smile back, just looks bored and he feels a little unsettled.

                “Hi, I was wondering who I could talk to about ordering a cake…?”

                “When do you need it?”

                Jake names the date and she frowns, looking at an iPad.

                “I’m going to have to ask the boss. He’s got that day blocked out. One sec.”

                “BRADLEY!”

                There’s some clattering out the back and then a guy comes through the door to the kitchen and he’s wearing chef whites, head covered in one of those little hats and he’s looking a little stressed out. He’s kind of hot though, Jake wouldn’t say no to a 3D special (drink, dinner and dick).

                “You know, you could walk out the back and tell me someone needs to talk to me, rather than yell…”

                “I could. But I won’t. Why change the habit of a lifetime? He wants to order a cake. Same day you have blocked out in three weeks…”

                “Sorry about her, family you know…”

                “You wish I was… I don’t get paid to be here.”

                “Sorry again, our parents are friends. It’s a long story. What are you after?”

                “Uh, just something for maybe seventy people? It’s a surprise birthday and retirement celebration thing…”

                For some reason that gets a sharp look, narrow eyes and Jake wonders what he said wrong.

                “Who is this for?”

                “Uh, does it matter?”

                “Humor me?”

                “Captain Peter Mitchell. He’s my most recent CO.”

                “You’re ordering a cake for a surprise birthday party for Captain Mitchell,” Bradley says, and his expression is flat and Jake wonders what the hell his problem is. This is awful fucking customer service, how has this guy gotten nothing but five stars? Given them all blow jobs?

                “Did anyone send you here?” The guy asks, like he’s suddenly suspicious about Jake’s cake ordering habits.

                “No. I just looked up the place with the best reviews…”

                “Huh. Okay. I can make this work. Do you have any idea of what you want?”

                “Uh. No. I was just put in charge of organizing the cake.”

                “Do you know his favorite flavor?”

                “No. I’m not in the habit of canvassing my commanding officers opinions on cake flavors.”

                “You’re a naval aviator as well.”

                Jake frowns, because the tone of voice is tired, but also isn’t phrased at a question at all, more like a statement and he really wants to know what he did that pissed this guy off. And actually, now that he thinks about it he never mentioned Maverick being a pilot, let alone himself.

                “How did you know I was a naval aviator?”

                “Lucky guess. And I’ll wing it in terms of flavors and decorations… You can trust me.”

                Jake’s not sure he fucking can, and Trace will have his balls in a vice if he fucks this up, but then he’s filling in a form, giving over his credit card details and arranging a pickup time so okay, that seems like the guy actually knows his shit and will come through, despite the paper forms and old-looking till with broken buttons.

…            …            …

                He’s been advised to bring someone to help him with the cake and he’s not sure why he needs help until he sees it, a stunning three-tier in navy and gold, a glittering sixty on the top with gold frosting looking like it’s dripping down the sides of each tier. Carefully placed in delicate looking piles are small piles of chocolates and macarons. It looks amazing and he’s glad he followed through with getting it from here, the reviews were clearly not lying.

                “Is that the cake?’ Phoenix asks, looking at it and Jake nods slowly, because there’s no other cakes awaiting pick-up. The cabinet is also almost empty, and there’s a sign up reminding people that the shop is closed for the entire weekend as well as the following Monday and Tuesday. Whatever big event that Bradley had blocked out, which reminds him that he’s probably done Jake a huge favor by adding this cake to his workload.

                “I – yeah. I think so. Holy shit…”

                He sees Bradley coming out.

                “Hi, you like it?”

                “Yeah. It’s amazing. Thank you… uh. How much more do I owe you?” Jake asks, because he’d paid a hundred dollar deposit and then stupidly not asked how much more it might be, but it’s got to be a couple more at least.

                “I’m glad you like it. And there’s nothing owing.”

                “What? That’s… not enough for all this.”

                “Call it a friends and family discount,” Bradley says, looking amused.

                Phoenix’s eyebrows are up, looking between the two of them and Jake cannot believe the guy just said that.

                “I hope you enjoy the party tomorrow.”

                “I… thanks.”

                “Did you want to come? To the party?”

                Jake stares at her incredulously. because she can’t just invite random people to Mav’s birthday and retirement party.

                “Thanks, but I already have plans. Some other time though…” he says, catching Jake’s eye and oh, holy shit, that’s an open invitation right there. Okay then.

                “Yeah, I know where you work.”

                “I’ll be seeing you then.”

                “You sure will.”

…            …            …

                Somehow the cake fits in perfectly with all the decorations of the party and he keeps getting complements on his good taste, and he just smiles and nods, because he has no idea how the fuck this worked out so well. There are gold balloons and streamers, the restaurant is outfitted with navy tablecloths and it’s like the cake frosting has been color matched. He’ll have to find a way of thanking Bradley for making him look good, even it was a complete coincidence.

                There’s far too much brass here for Jake’s liking, but no one is in uniform, everyone more or less relaxed, and everyone here long before the time when Mav is meant to arrive with his family. A family that Jake’s only recently learnt existed, but maybe a man he’s recently gotten engaged to and a grown son. At least those are the rumors, and they’re rumors because Maverick has refused to answer any questions when asked. They only know about the engagement being real because they’d heard Admiral Simpson begrudgingly congratulate Mav several months ago, not long after they’d returned safely and the Dagger Squadron had been permanently formalized by Admiral Kazansky.

                “Okay! Everyone quiet, lights off, they’re two minutes away!”

                The room is plunged into almost darkness, the little golden lights on the tables and hanging from the ceiling offering some ambient light. Everyone falls quiet, Admiral Simpson having given quite firm instructions on what was expected and how the whole thing is meant to operate. He can hear voices approaching, one of the waitstaff, and then the light is being flicked on:

                “SURPRISE!”

                “Fucking hell!”

                Laughter around the room at Mav’s shout back, but then there’s laughter coming from Mav as well as he takes in the assembled friends and colleagues, and Jake’s pretty sure some of the people present are purely there to ensure Maverick is actually definitely retiring. What draws his eye though are the men standing beside Mav, because one is Admiral Kazansky, which is a shock, and a little voice in his head yells surprise! Then he looks at the other man, and he’s not in chef whites, instead dressed almost purely in black, is Bradley. Baker of birthday cake Bradley.

                Maverick’s son Bradley?

                Almost as if he said his name Bradley is meeting his eye and then winking at him and fuck, that’s why he’d known Mav was a naval aviator. Why he’d said he already had plans tonight. Why he probably knew the fucking color scheme… The family and friends discount. He finds himself laughing and Bradley gives him a big grin, bending down to say something into Mav’s ear.

                “Is that the guy we picked the cake up from yesterday?” Phoenix asks, appearing suddenly at his side.

                “Yep.”

                “Huh, no wonder he was asking me all those questions about the colors, I thought he was trying to coordinate himself to the decorations, not the cake.”

                Jake laughs again, can see Maverick and Bradley making their way over, the Admiral following in their wake, bemused smile on his face and Jake steels himself for the upcoming conversation, not sure which way it might go. He’d consider Mav a friend, someone he’s grown to respect deeply. Admiral Kazansky is the COMPACFLT although his term is coming to an end, so maybe he won’t have to navigate that particular mental hurdle if… he looks at Bradley and yeah, if he’s going to try dating Mav’s son then yeah, there are going to be some mental hurdles.

                “Hangman! My godson Bradley.”

                “We’ve met, nice to make the connection.”

                “And my ex-boyfriend Tom!”

                “You’re not funny,” Admiral Kazansky says, looking resigned.

                “It’s because he’s my fiancé now,” Mav says, grinning widely and Jake doesn’t think he’s ever seen him quite this happy, even when they’d survived their mission it had been edged with hysterical relief of not being dead. This is pure joy and he finds he’s genuinely happy for him.

                “Yeah, I got it. Congratulations. And happy birthday.”

                “So you made the cake?” Mav asks, turning to Bradley and he nods, winks at Jake again. “You just had to put my age on it didn’t you?”

                “Mav, it’s like you don’t know me at all…”

                “Just be glad he didn’t make you sixty-five or seventy…” Admiral Kazansky says, and he draws Mav away, glancing between Jake and Bradley with a small smile.

                “So… Hi again.”

                “Yeah. Hi. Why didn’t you say anything?”

                “Well, I considered turning it down, but then I’d have to have dealt with eating cake made by someone else. And then I realized that this was just kind of funny… Gotta get my kicks where I can. Had to turn down a hot date to be here and everything.”

                “You did huh?”

                “Yep. And I’ve spent all day decorating another cake for tomorrow. There is going to be so much left-over cake. It’s going to be ridiculous.”

                “Cake for breakfast…?” Jake suggests, because he’s just realized he actually has no idea what flavor the cake is, but he knows whatever it is Mav will at least like it.

                “Actually… What are you doing tomorrow?”

                “Uh, probably recovering from tonight. Why? Wait. I want to change my answer. I have a hot date.”

                Bradley throws his head back and laughs so loud that a few people glance over and look at them, but then he’s wrapping an arm around Jake’s waist and he has no cares in the world.

                “I’m holding you to that. You just committed yourself to coming as my plus one to another party tomorrow.”

                “Is he seriously having another birthday party tomorrow?”

                “Not exactly. But there will be more cake. A lot more cake.”

                “Yeah, you mentioned already.”

                Then Bradley is leaning in close, his lips brushing Jake’s ear, warm damp air making a shiver travel through his body.

                “Let’s just say Ice organized this surprise and Mav got wind of it. They like trying to get one over on each other and tomorrow Mav has organized a marriage celebrant, and he’s going around right now and organizing an after party for the Hard Deck… He’s been planning this for months.”

                “Oh shit…”

                “Yep. So… want to stay relatively sober with me tonight so we’re not hungover tomorrow and can really party it up tomorrow?”

                Jake grins, his head ducking before he meets Bradley’s gaze and nods.

                “Yeah. Sounds good. Guess we’re starting that date early huh?”

                “We sure are.”

[redfurrycat]

🤠🩰🎤🎶🐓Musicians, Singers & Dancers Fic Recs🐓🎶🎤🩰🤠

(Pic credits: GP - MT)

Check the Top Gun Masterlist post for the latest updated version. 💕

Ao3 Authors: Coconutcordiale, Dalearden, Hangmanbradshaw, Haridwar, LulaluzHazel, Multifandommonster, Perishablealex, Road1985, SunMonTue, Tearsricochets, ToukoJalorda003, Trinipedia, Vahosi,  Youlookgood.

Music & Dancing within the Top Gun Verse {🤠🐓} > Actors & Celebrities {🤠🐓}

the happy daggers band AU by multifandommonster

in the morning, when you wrap me up {G}

“I’ll make sure to keep up the complimentary breakfast,” he jokes back. “Gonna give me five stars?” “I’ll give you whatever you want if you keep pouring the coffee,” Jake replies, turning in Bradley’s arms until their noses touch. “I have the GQ shoot today. Probably won’t be home until late.”

kiss you too hard and follow you west {T}

Bradley’s shirt is drenched and his hair sticks to his forehead, sweat dripping into his eyes and ears still ringing, breath coming in uneven ragged pants. He can feel the patchy flush spread across his neck– knows without a doubt that the sheer amount of exertion has left his eyes red and his cheeks splotchy. Jake never takes his eyes off him.

pay for my coffee and leave (before the sun rises again) by haridwar {T}

chance encounters in a diner at 2 am

let me put on a show by dalearden {E}

Stripper Bradley falls hard for Navy pilot Jake. The trouble is, he doesn't realize it until after a series of hook-ups following which Jake has already disappeared from his life, seemingly never to return.

I Don't Wanna Live Through This Comedown - Top Gun AU [Jake "Hangman" Seresin/Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw] by Road1985, trinipedia {E}

Meet Bradley, a struggling musician working at a strip club to cover medical expenses. Then meet Jake, who joined the Army in a desperate attempt to atone for his muddy past of drug abuse and get back the respect of his family. They couldn't be more different, but their needs are the same, so they agree to marry solely for military benefits. However, when tragedy strikes, the line between real and pretend begins to blur.

takin' my heart out (of its zone of comfort) by tearsricochets {T}

Javy, who is still holding on to Bradley like they’re best friends, shakes his head. “Sorry, boss man, I walked all over set. This Tanner dude just isn’t here.” Who the fuck is Tanner? He tries to convey this question to Javy with his eyes, but the actor is not paying a lick of attention to him. He’s looking at the man in front of them, who is instead looking at Bradley like the brunette is the sole cause of every problem in his life right now. “Then who the hell is this guy?” As of finally noticing their boss was no longer pacing in front of them, or that he was suddenly getting louder in tone, Natasha and her friend look up at the new additions of their group. Bradley pretends not to notice the blonde taking an appreciative look at him, but he’s a simple man and absolutely preening under the attention. “This is Bradley,” he gives a meek way to the man burning holes in his head. “And he’s going to fill in as my other half today.” “Excuse me?” He’s going to what? OR: the one in which Bradley is not an actor, but he is going to film a music video for the hot singer

Shimmering Beautiful In The Moonlit Glow by perishablealex {E}

Bradshaw nods and Jake swallows. He begins to slide his hand down from Bradley’s ribcage, gliding over the muscles of his abs, inhaling sharply when he feels the other man’s breath catch. His hand continues pressing onto the hot skin, brushing over the ridge of Bradley’s hips before it finishes its path, sliding to the man’s inner thigh. Holding up the leg, mouth next to Bradley’s ear, he breathes, “There.” Or: The Ballet AU

Cambiaste un Ferrari por un Twingo by LulaluzHazel {T}

Jake Seresin is a famous songwriter in a long-term relationship. He has been living in Barcelona for the past five years living the most romantic and beautiful dream. Until one slip from his partner reveals on National TV the dream is not a dream and Jake has been cheated on for the past year and a half. Heartbroken, he doesn't know to function, until his younger sister suggests he could do a song with one of the most controversial DJs and producers to 'vent' and start healing. A music producer he doesn't respect much. But he knows that between both of them, they can put out a song that will follow the Fucker who played with his heart like that.

blue memories by coconutcordiale {E}

Taking a deep breath, Jake tries not to lose his nerve, summons the last bit of anger and discontent that’s been simmering for nearly a year now. “I want a divorce.” Bradley blinks from his spot on the annoyingly stylish chair next to the bed. Rolls the rocks glass of whiskey in his hands slowly before answering. “Okay.” + aka the musician bradley au

muse by youlookgood {T}

Lately, it's like the spark that would keep driving Bradley forward each night, the fire on his fingertips hot and blazing just like the sweet burn of the drink that comes between and after sets, has been snuffed out. He sees his half-steady gig work and instead of a semblance of comfort and that sun-bright thrill, he feels... ...a little empty. Then, "Can I get you another?"

You and Me, We Got Big Reputations (the fame AUs) by hangmanbradshaw

Love (Suite Love) {T}

Jake never thought he'd leave a pop concert with a public crush. Bradley was on vocal rest. Really, he was.

takes one to know one {E}

He decided to go for broke. “I could handle you.” Jake’s eyes sparked. That smirk on his face grew. “My, my, Bradshaw. That a threat or a promise?” “Depends.” “On?” He shrugged. “On what you want it to be.” Or, rival popstars Jake & Bradley have been circling each other for years. Add in a supposed romance with star QB Javy Machado, a SNL appearance, PR, and Jake throwing down a challenge...and things get interesting.

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all {M}

Jake's been singing songs about himself for longer than he knows, but in the end, he finds out singing songs about Bradley is so much better. Or Writing love songs is hard until it isn't (the musician/producer AU)

Songs of Ballads and Lullabies (Always Revered for Their Adoration) by ToukoJalorda003 {M}

Of all the things that Bradley had wanted most, creating a name for himself was one of them. And given that his friends and he were set to create one of the most iconic rock bands in recent years, he would do anything to keep it that way. Except that Hangman was there, too. That was bad enough - particularly when the guy kept getting on his nerves. Dealing with those put together was going to be…a challenge, to put it lightly.

suburban legends ✈ by vahosi  

we were born to be suburban legends {G}

we were born to be the pawn in every lover's game {_}

Take more chances, dance more dances by SunMonTue {E}

Meet!Cute with Jake as the best man at Natasha and Javy's wedding and Bradley is the instructor teaching them how to dance...

You found me by SunMonTue {E}

Bradley didn't expect to meet his soulmate halfway across the world, especially not when he's meant to be working. Good thing staying close to Jake is part of the job. Now he just has to manage to not get too close while also ensuring Jake understands that he's all in.

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Hello lovely readers. My name is Emma and I’m a multifandom nerd with a love for fanfic. I’m open to requests, although it may be awhile before inspiration hits. Feel free to send one in though, or just come say hello!

My blog and my stories are all intended for readers 18 and older - no exceptions. I currently write for various Pedro Pascal characters and Moon Knight. I’ve also written a bit for Stranger Things and House of the Dragon. You can find them under the cut!

Always Toward the Sunshine - Completed

Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: A series of seasonally themed domestic fluff and spice with our favorite helicopter pilot.

Taste Like Heaven - Oneshot

Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: Impending parenthood is not without its challenges, but Frankie’s always got you covered. Late night pains turn to a new experience for the two of you.

Insatiable - Ongoing

Pairing: Santiago Garcia x Frankie Morales X OFC (second person POV)

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: You’ve travelled the world looking for home, but what if it finds you? A wolf shifter AU.

Pull the Blinds - Ongoing

Pairing: Javier Peña x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: Work is hard and you could both use a break…

In from the Cold - Completed

Pairing: Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: You’re a bartender with a love life that’s completely DOA. Maybe this charming new regular will turn things around?

With a Twist - Ongoing

Pairing: Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: When Whiskey agrees to join you on a weekend at a fetish convention, you both get more than you bargained for.

Howdy, Pumpkin - One Shot

Pairing: Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: A sweet and spicy autumnal collab with @radiowallet

On Fire from Within - Oneshot

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: You’re a newish crew member on the Razor Crest, helping out on a bounty hunting mission when you get hit with a laced dart at a shady brothel. It’s a sex pollen fic lads, you know how this goes!

Stay with Me - Completed

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Teen

Summary: You jump into the fray of a hunt to help Din out, and things deteriorate from there.

Come Back to Me - Ongoing

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: Highwayman Din historical AU.

Catching Snowflakes - Ongoing

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: Din crashes onto an ice planet with his latest bounty. Can the two of you learn to trust each other for long enough to survive?

Crescent - Ongoing

Pairings: Steven Grant x F!Reader, Marc Spector x F!Reader, Jake Lockley x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Summary: After being forced into the darkness, how will you find the light?

Stone Heart - Completed

Pairing: Steven Grant x F!Reader

Rating: Teen

Summary: Maybe Steven’s one-sided friendship isn’t so one-sided after all… AKA a Moon Knight Pygmalion AU

Wild Child - Oneshot

Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Rating: M

Summary: The Queen of Hawkins High can’t be seen with Eddie Munson... can she? Can also be read as Eddie x Chrissy.

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Dead On Your Feet- Chapter 4

Chapter 1 is Here

Chapter 2 is Here

Chapter 3 is Here

Summary: An AU in which Hangman is team leader and takes the missile to save Rooster, yet Bradley comes back to save Hangman as well. As he struggles to get himself and his teammate home, Jake is pushed to his limits in more ways than even he anticipated.

Chapter 4 Summary: Bradley can tell something is wrong with Hangman, but the stubborn man refuses to tell him the truth. The duo continues to struggle with their communication

Jake comes to from the sounds of a fretting Rooster at his side. He grumbles, more than a little indignant, when a hand follows up and smacks at his cheek, “Hangman?” Bradshaw’s voice is low with worry and pain, “you with me?”

“Y-Yeah?” Jake doesn’t open his eyes, the events of the past few hours coming back to him and making him groan. He remembers the helicopter, how close its bullets came to rendering both him and Bradley to Swiss cheese, before something shifted in Jake’s abdomen and everything turned alight in pain. His mind struggles to re-catalogue his injuries; laying stationary in the snow has improved his breathing but it’s still not great. Taking a deep breath is virtually impossible and there is a slight taste of blood in his mouth. Jake wonders if his lung was punctured during their escape but he knows there is nothing in these woods or his limited supplies that can help him either way.

The body next to him is inching closer. Jake doesn’t even have to open his eyes to know that Rooster is leaning over him now, face pinched in that ridiculous frown-scowl that the other man seems to always have permanently on his face these days. He knows another smack to his cheek is coming but it still stings enough for Jake to hiss before his green eyes finally reveal themselves. “Ouch” he moans, but the stark relief on Bradshaw’s face at Jake meeting his eyes makes the blonde not want to push his annoyance any further.

“It’s about damn time” Bradley sighs, falling back down to the snow, butt planted and resting back on his palms. Jake follows his movements in his peripheral vision but still lays on his back; sitting up is going to be fire on his ribs and he isn’t prepared for that yet when he still can’t take full breaths. He tests his limits hoping Bradley is too busy looking at the damage in the forest around them to notice the flinch Jake gives from just the simple task of taking in oxygen. He clears his throat still feeling the burn, “how um- how long was I out?”

Rooster holds up his broken watch face, “according to this” he taps the stationary minute hand, “not a second, but if I had to guess about twenty minutes.”

“Shit” Hangman shuts his eyes again, now that neither of them are dead and the adrenaline is passing, all the younger pilot is feeling is embarrassed; embarrassed for failing, embarrassed for freezing up and just collapsing to the ground, embarrassed for leaving Rooster hanging like he swore he wouldn’t do. There Jake goes again, living up to that damn call sign.

“Hey” Bradley’s voice is close again, sounding like an alarm clock with its constant buzzing, “hey-“

“-is for horses.” It’s the first thing that comes to Jake’s mind and he automatically speaks it out loud, the corny joke his Grandfather used to say that always got a laugh on young Jake’s face before the older man died and Jake’s childhood turned to shit. He leaves those memories for another time, focusing back in to the present to hear the confusion from the man next to him. “What?” Rooster gapes as though Hangman telling a dad joke has caused his brain to short-circuit.

”A horse eats hay” Jake explains, eyes still closed but now he can feel Bradley’s concern wafting over him.

”You’re concussed,” the older pilot verbally reasons, and to Jake this seems like the perfect time to lull his head away from Rooster’s voice. Except, it only seems to worry the man more.

“Hangman!” Bradley skips the slaps to the cheek this time moving to poking Jake’s arm like he’s the Pillsbury dough boy, “hey Seresin, I think you might be concussed, keep your eyes open-“

“Not concussed” he grumbles.

“Well then open your eyes.”

”They’re open” Jake muffles back, though he is clearly lying. There’s another poke to his arm and Jake feels his patience leaving. Ribs be damned he sitting up now, and though he is so light headed he’s ready to teeter over again, Jake uses the bull-headedness he seems to be made of to stay upright. Rooster is watching it all, a knowing look on his face that borders too close to concern for Jake’s liking so the blonde turns to look at the skies instead, “They gone?” he asks.

Rooster nods, following his sight line, “left after they spent their whole payload.”

“They’ll be back then.”

“Yup.”

Jake knows the twenty minutes he was out might have already lost them a decent escape window. The clock is ticking even if Bradshaw’s wristwatch isn’t. “We got to get moving” he announces, though he still hasn’t gotten past sitting up on his butt and he’s already bone tired.

Bradley opens his mouth to say something, closes it, before running a hand through his disheveled curls. His shoulders tense, his body grows rigid and for a second Jake’s afraid he is going to hit him or something with the way he seems to be prepping; but Rooster isn’t looking for a physical fight just difficult answers. “What happened before” he speaks softly, voice low but still on edge, and though he looks uncomfortable he meets Jake’s eye and doesn’t waver, “What happened to you” he clarifies, “was it a bullet? Were you hit?” the brown eyes trail down Hangman’s ruined flight suit but clearly come away with nothing.

“No” the blonde shakes himself, “I’m fine-“

“You collapsed out there” and Bradley resembles a puppy now, eyes big, wide and devoted. Curious to his wingman’s ailment and concerned enough to not allow this conversation to end so easily. “You collapsed Jake” Rooster continues, “and you couldn’t breathe- hell I still don’t think you can.”

Jake’s trained himself to lie so often in these situations that it comes before he even gets a chance to think it over, “must have panicked or something” he offers lamely hating himself for thinking saying he was panicking is somehow better than telling Bradley he’s actually injured.

“Panic” Rooster looks unconvinced, “you panicked?”

Hangman doesn’t have to force the look of exasperation on his face, “it was kinda a crazy situation” he brokers, moving himself toward the tree log in an attempt to sit up more as though that will deter any more questions. He motions towards the clearing, “we should really get moving again.”

But Rooster isn’t budging, this time taking Jake’s arm and pulling it roughly, too roughly, to force the blonde forward, “you don’t panic Hangman. Ever” he reiterates, “So how about we cut the bullshit and you stop putting on the show.”

The blonde shrugs off the other’s arm, “Back off Rooster” he warns.

Jake expects a flare of that Bradshaw temper but instead Bradshaw sighs heavily and give a weary sigh that’s so deep they both feel it in their bones. “Look man,” the older pilot implores, “we aren’t getting far if you’re not honest with me okay?” he holds his hands out open, welcoming, as defenseless as he can muster, “Talk to me. What is it? What are you hiding?” and then he moves in with the million dollar question, “how hurt are you?”

It would be so easy, so simple to tell Bradley that his chest hurts, that his ribs keep moving and that he is pretty sure that something might be lodged in his lung by the way breathing hurts and he tastes blood but Jake has never been easy. He can’t let himself say those words, can’t let himself be any more of a liability than he already has been. Fear has always been Jake Seresin’s biggest motivator. Fear of failure, fear of disappointment, but mostly fear of being left alone. Its part of the reason the Hangman persona fit him so tightly; you can’t be left if there’s no one close enough to do the leaving. Somewhere in the not so rational part of Jake’s mind he knows that he is only useful to Rooster if he isn’t hurt, if he can get them out of here alive. He’s already failed once and he won’t do it again. He refuses to.

Jake musters the most honest face he can, lying through his teeth like he’s been doing since he was a little kid and someone asked him about the bruises on his body, “I’m fine” he speaks calmly, clearly, selling his lie like he would sell his soul, “I swear.”

The disappointment on Bradshaw’s face says that either Jake’s lies have lost their believability or Jake has never been very convincing from the start.

He doesn’t know which one he prefers.

Hangman snaps back to the situation at hand though, shifting back to his partner, who has now started looking at his injured leg, “How’s it feel?” he asks curiously, testing waters.

Rooster braces the limb but even the tiniest shift has him wincing with a sharp hiss of air, “n-not good” he breaths out painful, lifting his flight suit pant leg to catch a glimpse. He hisses again, “shit” he murmurs, “that doesn’t look right.”

Swallowing his guilt, Jake leans forward, ignoring the pull on his chest. He notices the bruising around the lower third of Bradley’s leg, the bone not quite breaking the skin but also not looking normal. The younger man runs a worried hand through his hair resisting the urge to pull it in his stressed state, “well if it wasn’t broken before” he tells the other pilot, “it is now.”

“Great” Bradley moans, “Just what we need.”

“How the hell did you even walk on it?”

The brunette shrugs in indifference, “we were dying otherwise” he explains as though it was the simplest thing in the world.

Jake shakes his head, seeing more Maverick in Rooster now than he’s ever taken the time to notice before. He can’t contain his smirk, “so I guess it was your Mother-Hen-Adrenaline” he surmises.

“My what?”

“Mother hen adrenaline” Hangman repeats, “you know like when a mom lifts a car off their kid.”

Bradley scoffs at the analogy, “yeah well if you’re my kid I’m returning you-“ he stops suddenly, horror flashing on his face at his words. “Shit Seresin-“ he begins again, no doubt remembering the conversation before about Jake’s lack of decent parents.

The blonde waves it off, “it’s fine” he tells him and it is. His parents didn’t return him after all, that was just what he wished for every night instead.

An awkwardness falls between the two pilots but neither address it. Instead Bradley decides to shimmy towards another tree-truck, using it to try to stand himself up. Jake watches the movement knowing he should start the process as well but feeling a bit overwhelmed. “We should eat something” he brings up suddenly, pulling for his supply bag and reaching inside for the nearest ration. It’s a chocolate bar, Hershey’s, one of Javy’s favorites that the other man must have snuck in when Jake was getting ready this morning. Jake sniffles a bit in emotion when he thinks of his best friend, missing his companion more than he could ever imagine as he sits in the freezing snow in the middle of nowhere.

“Chocolate huh?” Bradley’s voice snaps Hangman back to the present, as he looks up at the brunette who is eyeing the candy. “Yeah” he manages, holding out the bar, “you want a piece.”

“I didn’t think this was regulation Seresin” but Rooster takes the treat anyway, popping the sweet into his mouth and almost moaning in pleasure, “mmmm” he hums, “I forgot how hungry I am.”

“No breakfast?” Jake questions, knowing he himself could barely stomach a piece of toast, let alone anything of substance.

Bradley shakes his head, “nah, couldn’t really-“ he pauses, “couldn’t keep much down” he shares cautiously almost as if he’s expecting Hangman’s teasing. Too be fair, normally Hangman would be jumping into some kind of insult about Rooster’s sensitive stomach but given his own lack of appetite this morning, he decides to be nice. “Yeah” he offers more of the chocolate, “I know the feeling.” He looks back at his supplies than to the other pilot, “did you grab any rations?”

When the other man shakes his head, Jake rolls his eyes, “great so we get to trek through Narnia with two bars and half a water bottle.”

Rooster has the dignity to look embarrassed though his tone is still annoyed, "I'm sorry that when I was ejecting out of my plane I didn't reach for snacks-"

"My plane exploded into the ground and I was still able to grab some stuff." The brag earns him an eye roll but Bradley doesn’t comment further instead still slowly getting himself standing. Jake has no choice but to follow, slowing getting his feet under him while still managing to keep his abused body from screaming at the burst of painful sensation pulsing through his abdomen. He knows Rooster is watching, and it takes everything for the blonde to just keep going. Jake knows he can’t keep up the façade forever, the proverbial shoe will drop and Jake’s lies will catch up to him but he’s saving that for the carrier, right now he has a Rooster to save.

Once both men are standing, Jake lifts Bradley’s arm and moves it over his shoulder, taking weight slowly until their equilibrium feels right and they can walk. Bradley is pale and he can feel the man’s tremors as they rattle his own body. Jake knows he isn’t doing much better but stubbornness is a powerful thing and both Hangman and Roosters are masters. “Which way” he asks the older man, poised to head West but giving the option to his teammate.

Bradley glances around them, getting bearings before turning back and settling towards the Western horizon. “The air field should be that way” he lifts in chin in emphasis.

“Yeah” Jake agrees, “the one Cyclone tomahawked.”

“It’s also the way the helicopter came from and disappeared too” Rooster supplies in a neutral but observant tone.

“It might be our only chance to get ourselves out of here.”

“I know” Bradley speaks, weariness in his voice, “so we head West?” it’s a question but one with only one answer.

“We head west” Hangman confirms.

Calmness reaches both pilots. It’s not an acceptance of the fate that seems to be headed their way, instead a truce of understanding. They are shot down behind enemy lines. They are tired, injured, and a long way from proper supplies or any other form of help. Their chance of outside rescue is non-existent so if they have any hope of survival they’re going to have to do it themselves. It should be a scary notion, possibly the most frightening of both their lives but somehow as Jake shoulders a bit more of Bradley’s weight and the two once again start their long trek, he doesn’t feel scared. Whatever they will face at least they will be in it together. There’s a comfort in that thought, especially for the normally unaccompanied pilot, and somehow everything seems just the littlest bit less daunting.

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