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ain't no sunshine - j.seresin

Hi Everyone! Lori here! As I stated in this post, I once attempted to write an OC insert for TGM but I never got around to posting it because life got in the way -- and also because i deleted the tumblr app because i had gotten bored with it. i've had other accounts since then dedicated to other fandoms and when I got bored i would delete the app, a truly vicious never ending cycle. however, my tiny little lizard brain always came back to the Top Gun: Maverick fandom and so I once again redownloaded the app to check out the new content. Over the course of my tumblr career i have used a plethora of emails, i couldnt remember the last one I used for my last account so i tried the ol' reliable that I always used (i use another email now for work and professional purposes) and alas! i find my way back to beaumars, an account i forgot i had.

Back to the post I had linked above, though. When i opened my drafts i saw this fic, my proto-fic if you will, just sitting there and i realized i had no fucking idea where this was going, so for the past couple of days i fiddled with my brain and used a good section of a journal to plot out and world build the new and revamped version of this fic. So without further ado, i present Aint No Sunshine.

Special thanks to @credince--writes for assuring me that an OCs backstory can never be too tragic, @j-hauke for solidifying that dr. pepper is a funny call sign, and @thespillingvoid for encouraging me to post this two year old fic as I work on the newer version.

A multiple-part fic with an OC.

What would have been a multiple part fic with an OC.

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SOMEWHERE, STATESIDE

"Sanchez! Seresin! Stop flirtin' up there, goddammit!"

Major General Thomas Avery wasn't usually known for sugarcoating shit. His tone of voice and way of flight was powerful and commanding, earning him the call sign 'Zeus', it left no space to play games, especially in the skies he seemed to reign on. Avery may be a patient and understanding man on the ground, but when it came to his domain, no one could escape his wrath. Not even the two aviators currently in the air. Without context, one would think the two were trading coy remarks with one another. They're far from right.

"Seresin, you smug ass! Cover me!"

Their objective: drop the dud on target while avoiding the 'enemy'. For every ten minutes they failed to get tone on one of their fellow aviators, another came into the sky to play. The final boss would be Major General Avery, who preferred hands-on methods when it came to flying with the aviators that passed through his base. So far, no one had even come close to even getting their sights on the older man before being 'shot' down. Seresin and Sanchez were the last pair.

Ego's, bragging rights, and a pink slip to the Major General's 1960 El Camino were on the line.

"You got it twisted if you think you're getting that damn car, Sanchez."

Christina Sanchez would roll her eyes if she wasn't focused on trying to complete their exercise, "I could give two shits about the car, Jake. I'm trying to do my job!"

"Keyword. Trying. You're not doing a very good job at it, Chris." He sassed.

"Keep up the chatter and I'll come up earlier than you want me to," Avery threatened. Promised. Stated. It didn't matter, they were screwed either way.

The sun had begun to set ten minutes ago after the longest-running pair had put up a good fight. Some Air Force pilot whose last name was Torres, and her very own wingman: Olen Reeves, callsign 'Icarus'. Jake and Christina were relentless in the heavens, taking their 'shot' no more than ten seconds after Falcon and Icarus entered their air space. In theory and on paper, Sanchez and Seresin are a great team, but their manners towards each other at the current moment were proving otherwise.

On the ground, he could only pray she didn't physically tear Seresin a new one when they landed.

"C'mon, Chris. Get him out of your head," he whispered.

The last rays of light were escaping the flying duo, both of them cursing their terrible luck, knowing what was to come.

Jake got tone on their last aviator, "Jesus, Chris, we would've been done by now if you'd stop leaning on me."

"You keep leaving me out to dry, shithead!" She retorted, "Maybe if you actually stuck closer and acted like a wingman, we wouldn't be in this situation."

"You need to stop relying on others, sweetheart. What are you gonna do when you're all alone up here with no one to watch your back? What're you gonna do then?"

"Shut up," she chastised.

"Suddenly, I spit some truth and you want me to be quiet?-" Jake was in disbelief, he knew the girl was prideful, but he didn't think he went that far in his critique.

"I said shut up, moron," she said, her breathing getting heavier.

"The hypocrisy is deadly, San-"

"Jake! Shut up!" She panicked, "it's gone quiet."

"Fuck."

"Strike three," was the only warning Zeus gave.

Both let out a string of curses as they barreled to avoid being targeted.

Using the last gleam of light in the evergrowing dark sky, Chris commanded, "Alright, Jake, take a hard left when I say," but as she turned her head to get a look at him, she saw that he had left her side in pursuit of Zeus, "you little shit, did you just leave me hanging!?"

"The only one hanging on is you, Sanchez. Get with the program or get shot."

Thomas Avery hated to admit it, but the Seresin kid was putting up a hell of a fight, and Sanchez was nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, it would be his downfall, as the sky went dark, Zeus taunted Jake, "Mistake number one: you left your wingman hanging, Seresin."

"My wingman is currently on the ground. Ain't that right, Falcon?"

On base, Falcon laughed, out of concern and amusement, "Zeus is gonna hand him his ass on a silver platter."

A chorus of 'mhm' and 'damn straight' could be heard in the vicinity.

Nearby, Olen Reeves could only look out the window and try and make out where the three of them were, once again praying, this time for her safety and that of her impromptu wingman.

Seresin was wearing a shit-eating grin until the next words fell from the Major General's mouth, "Mistake number two: you're up here with me now."

Jake went silent, he knew he fucked up, and now he was hoping Chris would come out of radio silence and tell him that she was on her way.

Nothing.

She wasn't even showing up on his radar.

"Why the sudden silence, kid?" Zeus was just playing with Jake's mind at this point, with the younger aviator already in his sights, ready to take the shot.

"Sanchez, I could really use your help right about now!"

Once again, nothing.

"Sanchez! Don't leave me hanging!" Jake could only maneuver so much in a dark sky he wasn't used to. He could hear beeping, letting him know that the experienced man was closing in on his plane. Jake mentally prepared for the call, but it never came.

"Sometimes a chef's gotta try what he's cooking, Seresin," Chris came out into the radar at the last minute and used her flares to temporarily blind Zeus and distract him, giving Jake an escape.

She barrelled and went right under her commanding officer's plane, hiding for a good second before hitting the brakes, using the hard stop; Zeus flew right past her. She sped back up and tailgated the man, being careful as to not end up in his jet wash, it only lasted so long before she and Zeus were engaged in a minor dogfight.

"Seresin, where are you?"

"Trying out the daily special, send my compliments to the chef," he said as he pursued Zeus on his own.

"Damnit, Seresin! Can you be a team player for once?" it seemed that in his presence all she could do was complain and vice versa. So bad together, yet so good, if only they could throw their egos out of the cockpit.

"You're hanging on well, Seresin. Unfortunately, it won't be enough," the beeping was loud, it was a lock, "that's a shot."

"Fucking shit!-"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Zeus toyed, "Fly back to base, kid. It was a good run."

Was.

It was a word that would haunt him for years to come.

"Now, Sanchez. Where could you be hiding?" Thomas asked himself out loud.

It was silent for a good thirty seconds when he felt a force push him towards the right, "There you are."

Zeus went to follow the plane when suddenly, the force came from the right this time, rattling his plane and giving him difficulty locking on her. He didn't know how she was doing that or how fast she was coming at him or even where she was coming at him, but it was starting to unsettle him, dare he say, she was scaring him.

The older man leveled his breathing, taking a minute to recompose himself. Mistake number one.

The beeping came too fast, followed by the lock, and three words, "That's a shot."

Down below, everyone, from crew to pilots alike had their mouths hanging open.

"Holy shit, she did it," Olen breathed.

Another pilot by the name of Carol then shouted, "She got the fucking car!"

The silence then turned into groans of defeat.

Jake sat in his cockpit, having landed minutes beforehand, ripping his helmet off in anger as he heard Chris' announcement.

"Get back to base, kid. That was one hell of a fight you put on."

"Thank you, sir," she acknowledged breathlessly. Chris was riding a high as she landed, the first person to greet her on the tarmac was none other than Olen.

He crushed her in an embrace for a few seconds before pulling back and reprimanding her, "what the hell were you thinking?"

"I- well- I wasn't exactly-"

"Thinking." Finished the Major General, he came up from behind the embracing pilots, "she was doing. Those are the makings of a great pilot, ladies, and gentlemen. You all could learn a little something from that."

Sanchez turned to see that all the other pilots and WSOs had congregated, Jake hanging in the back.

"Seresin," Zeus called out to the man, "You had me on the ropes there for a bit too, young man."

"Let me guess, gotta stop leaving my wingman hanging?" his tone with little to no emotion.

It was late, and Zeus just wanted to go home, so he just stayed silent for a moment before reaching into his flight suit pocket and pulling out a piece of paper, "As promised... Nyx."

Confused, Chris asked, "Sir?"

Zeus just smiled and walked away, "I want everyone back on this tarmac by o six hundred hours, not a minute later," he called over his shoulder.

[j-hauke]

@lesbeanphoenix @n0cturna1-m3 @doctordbd @vonous @captains-price @chadillacboseman @hideousvoid @mr-bas00nist @siouxxiie @vampsquerade @kameronrose @marksbear @weareallbananashere @shqdone @beaumars @empresscirque @lyssistrata @funky-little-twinket @witchinghourl and everyone else who sees this!

(I’m pretty sure that’s all my mutuals but if not, sorry)

His name is Achilles, may he bless your days to be well!!

[egelwan]

Man Tries to Fix the Universe By Realigning One Manhole Cover at a Time

‘Comedian Jared Ewy, who is the founder of Green AF, took it upon himself to fix the universe by realigning one manhole cover at a time. His very first effort centered around a particular cover on a street in Beaumar, Colorado that didn’t align with the painted traffic line….’ (Laughing Squid)

[ecxquix-blog]

so if he's a pansexual unicorn... who could be attracted to universally anyone... could you say he's....... UNISEXUAL? (LOOK I KNOW THIS IS A BAD ONE BUT I COULDN'T RESIST)

       &&. UNISEXUAL is his official sexuality. yes. thank you. i was so blind to this opportunity 

[ritzyishkabibble-archived]

you who suffer because you love, love still more. to die of love, is to live by it.

--victor hugo, les miserables ( green leon moodboard @beaumare )

[miraclexamined]

'tis I, the anonymous opinion man-- DIA IS A BLESSING TO THIS EARTH WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH A GREAT FRIEND I WANT TO CRY SHE'S THE BEST OKAY EVERYONE WHO THINKS OTHERWISE IS GOING TO HAVE TO FUCKING FIGHT ME

your opinion about me // always accepting

I KNOW TECHNICALLY I SHOULDN’T REPLY BUT SON... THANK U SON... ILY SON I’M GLAD WE BECAME SUCH CLOSE FRIENDS I’LL FIGHT ANYONE WHO MAKES U SAD EVEN IF U LYING BC I CAN’T BE THE BEST SINCE YOU ARE THE BEST,

[necronym-blog]

                                                  @beaumare          

   The sun was beginning to set, and the young witch had a bad feeling settling in her stomach. She’d like to think it was just something she ate, unfortunately it was rarely so simple. She was in a rush to get home, her books in her arms as he dashed through the crowds of people on the streets. Little mumbles of ‘excuse me’ or ‘pardon’ as she pushed through them. 

  Whatever that feeling was, it was getting closer. Her feet continued to move, her pace taking on a bit of distraction as she felt a shiver of cold air pass by her. Her head turned, the glimpse of a spirit fading as quick as it appeared. When she turned to face what was in front of her, she came to collide face to face with a man. Not just an ordinary man, a police officer. 

   “A-Ah! I’m sorry, officer! I wasn’t watching where I was going and I--” the words stopped the instant she spotted him. No, perhaps it wasn’t just him, but what was standing behind. 

[rnswrths-blog]

beaumare replied to your post: you bet all your money that sharon in bnha will...

“lose eyesight” she can be blind buddies with break :D (sobs)

bruh i’m writing STAGES how her Quirk can hurt her if she will start overusing it lmfao. i’m so proud of details xD

[swansvng]

“Some would say that you’re better off alone without a heart.”

     hues remain glued to the floor , hands busy with paperwork . around them was the ambient glow of candles – there was a storm , cutting off the electricity in the household . it should end soon , Winter thought quietly , considering Leon’s words . “ some could say that . it would certainly make life easier . ”

[j-hauke]

Ty for the tag dear ❤️

1: The Times They Are A-Changin’ by Bob Dylan

2: Bad Liar by Imagine Dragons

3: Paradise City by Guns N’ Roses

4: Train Kept on Rollin’ by Aerosmith

5: Like Toy Soldiers by Eminem

6: Die Trying by New Medicine

7: Bottoms Up by Brantley Gilbert

8: Fighting Myself by Linkin Park

9: Allesfresser by Lindemann

10: Mansion by NF, Fleurie

@the-golden-system @n0cturna1-m3 @beaumars @kameronrose @f4nrir @hideousvoid @mr-bas00nist @vampsquerade @empresscirque @rileyslibrarian

No pressure!

rules: put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that come up, then tag ten other people

Got tagged by @killerspinal for this, thank you so much!!

1. Kult by Steve Aoki and grandson

2. American Girls by One Ok Rock

3. She’s all I wanna be by Tate McRae

4. Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen

5. Feelbad4it by Loviet

6. Let Me Let You Go by One Ok Rock

7. Loud by Feed the Biirds

8. Karma by GhostDragon and Daye

9. Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz

10. When Sparks Fly by Vince Staples

Tagging: @schizoleonkennedy @odibenobi @just-another-siimp @ghostfaceshusband @lesbeanphoenix @j-hauke @archaengell @chadillacboseman @hella-amberpricefield @velvetcrucifix

[grapeswrathed]

beaumare liked your post:tag dump, finally im so slow[[MOR] general ⋆.✧  ...

[yagi-no-uta-blog]

🎁 🐜 aaaand ⌛️

🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not?

Starting this one off with angst, nice 👌Tbh I headcanon that Chuuya didn’t have a birthday per say, until he joined the Port Mafia. Dazai or someone probably bugged him about it so he just went with the day he remembers being released, someone (again, probably Dazai) blabbed about it and since then close subordinates have attempted to drag him into actually celebrating it. Took a few years of being confused, and then uncomfortable with the idea, but these days he’s learned to accept it and enjoy the day - he’ll take a whole group of fellow Mafia members out for drinks, all on him and just have a good time. Or a drunk time. Both is good. 

🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior?

Considering my Chuuya owns a pet dog who he spoils, I’d say he treats them better than a lot of humans. Animals are an innocent existence, after all. Even the ones that kill to eat are just doing so because it’s nature’s will, which I think he respects. I think if a job involved having to directly kill animals he’d do it, but feel a lot worse about it than massacring twice the amount of human victims, and certainly wouldn’t enjoy it as he does fighting people. 

⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all?

Ohhh this is a good one! Chuuya came from destruction and since then has practically lived in death, so a part of me wants to say it’s just normal for him but at the same time he cares deeply about the lives of his subordinates and one of the things he hates most is to see them die in vain - something I think he takes quite personally. So, in regards to the lives of others I think he takes an arguably selfish view of it: the lives of those important to him and under his protection/supervision are precious, but as for enemies of the Port Mafia, they’re dead to him by the time he’s showed up to smash their skulls in. He’d rather avoid civilian deaths and collateral damage though. 

As for his own death, again I think it’s something he both avoids actively thinking about but is constantly in the back of his head. He won’t skip a beat in putting his own life on the line, which to be honest I ironically see as being suicidal in how far he’s willing to go in a single action. With Chuuya, he’s just constantly in the very moment, the very heartbeat and blink of an eye - if he has no choice but to activate Corruption even without Dazai around to save him, if it’s for the greater good of the Mafia or of Yokohama as a whole, then he’ll do it no further questions asked. 

Thought-Provoking Headcanons 

[dualied-blog]

❝I really need to wear sunglasses when I look at you because you're just so blindingly handsome~!❞

“ it’s the perks of being a divine entity. after all, isn’t being able to look at me at all a privilege regardless? ” or it could be a joke, but alas, it’s hard to scold somebody for that when their words are so close to the truth anyway “ don’t answer. that was a rethorical question. ”

[fracturedxprospice]

☀ ━ how long have you been roleplaying? how did you get into it?

|| Symbols & Stuff || @cadcnce & @beaumare ||

{ I’ve been roleplaying for almost a decade if not? 

Uh, I started out with music and theater stuff cause I really liked the creative aspect of those things, I kind of bounced around all over the place in that area. I think it’s because I had issues expressing myself, but that’s a whole nother topic that I’m not going to get into right now but basically, middle school happened and I became a depressed hermit recluse lady and stopped doing music and all the other things that would force me to stay at school any longer than necessary. Exposition and junk.

I kind of stumbled upon it by accident cause I started back before The N became TeenNick and just kind of started there and met a few people back then, I had been stuck (mainly) on two OCs; Destiny & Kyle who were twins and their stories went however depending heavily on the plot and stuff. But I’m getting off track >3

Essentially, RP had become something of an escape from the shitty feelings that I had to put up with in real life and even after getting passed that, it was always still fun for me. I truly enjoy writing, I just don’t have the patience for it all the time >3

[sentientbook]

HI IM LEON AND I LIKE CATS. ALSO TO MAKE MY MUSE SUFFER. BUT I SWEAR I LOVE HIM-- NICE TO MEET YOU

Hello Leon, it is a pleasure to meet you.I’m Des. I am not much of a cat person, but I very much agree to the idea of making muses suffer, loving them or not. If you require any pain, talk to me any day.

[hisashiburii]

GIMME... 21?????

Smut Starter Call | Nsfw

21 (M/M)

“A greedy lad aren’t ye~? Yer takin’ it all in like a champ.” The escort all but purrs into the man’s ear, clearly enjoying the display of dominance he was allowed, having forced the blonde stomach-first onto the bed. Eisuke had carefully held both wrists in his hands, pushing and pulling the other back against the sheets as he thrusts, faint, almost feral turned on growls escaping him. 

Slowly moving the wrists, he clasps both of them into one hand, before bringing his hand down and feeling along the other’s inner and outer thighs. “Beautiful~ Ye enjoyin’ your ‘treatment’, ye shameless slut?”