#boyfriend rooster

[stranded-ziggy]

Hangman and Rooster || Top Gun: Maverick

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[polisena-art]

That old TikTok trend of calling your boyfriend by his name instead of his cutesy petname! First ver in Spa/Port and second one fully in English.

ooor,, alternatively this reads as Panchito being addicted to being a good boy and Zé being addicted to being a bastard-

[military-newsboys]

Mav: What’s up guys? I’m back.

Cyclone: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.

Mav: Death is a social construct.

[rottingxrooster]

Holy shit I'm so funny

[notroosterbradshaw]

thinkin about the first kiss again for love and bradley

oh, this nonny? it was sooo long ago...

“I just can’t - ” he closed his eyes, dropping everything he was holding and grasping your face tenderly between his calloused palms. “Please think about this.”

“And if I fuck it up?” you asked, scared as reality started to kick in.

“What if I do?” he challenged. “Do we not owe it to ourselves to find out?”

You nodded, almost pained, pressing your hands to his chest because you needed the last few touches before he left you. “Yes, we do,” and with that, his lips were on yours. Soft, unobtrusive, it felt like you’d been kissing him your whole life. Familiar and right, you didn’t realise how long you’d been waiting for this. He was such a good kisser, and there was no going back now. The words were out there… his kiss had tainted you.

His hands left your face, tangling into your hair, it felt incredible. He smiled against your lips and lightly pulled back. “You only needed to say yes,” he told you, holding your face, his warm hazel eyes dancing and he kissed you again, a little rougher this time, his large hands tangling into your hair, tugging at strands as they moved to your back, dangerously close to your ass. “I’m holding back so bad right now, because the second I give in, I will stay.”

“Can’t you call in?” you asked hopefully, reaching for his lips again, your hands drifting to his hips and his head fell back with a quiet sigh. He pleaded for your hands anywhere further north.

“If I don’t front up today… every single person we know will know exactly where I am… and why,” he said, voice laced in mirth.

the boyfriend experience masterlist

[marckurtzberg97]

Mysterious Marc - Part Two

[pollyna]

5 times through the years, Bradley sees Iceman, the navy pilot, and then the rising Admiral and learns almost nothing about him + 1 Bradley not only sees him but also gets to know him and Tom.

[compacflt]

Okay maybe I totally missed it in the story, but I’ve gotta ask: how did Jake find out about Ice and Mav?? I know there was a line about “figuring out who Bradley’s dads were” in Debriefing, and it seems like Jake definitely knows by the carrier for the mission, given how he reacts when Bradley says he’s gay and that they “hate him for not being able to hide it like them”, but when was the discussion about exactly what Ice and Mav are to each other? At what point did Bradley tell him, and how long did Jake spend staring at a wall and saying “huh” in a dazed sort of way???

i admit i made it confusing on purpose and i admit there isn’t much of jakes reaction but yes

it’s the third “he was my dad.” specifically about ice. whereas the other two are about goose & mav. because, you know, there are three of them. dads, that is. ice just happens to be the third

Jake canonically doesn’t know what’s up with the holy dad trinity because he doesn’t even react to seeing goose btwn ice (fucking cdr of the pacflt) and mav (his fucking CO) in that old top gun photo —only cares about goose. clueless-ass mf. and the homosexual little “what is with these two!” during the first practice dogfight.

but i bet there were clues. a lot of little things that eventually came together.

a.) scrolling through the navy times on his laptop in bed cause he’s bored one night, tilting it over so bradley can see the screen and read the headline, ‘RADM tom Kazansky named pacific fleet commander,’ just randomly asking “whaddaya make of this guy?” and next to him bradley freezes and almost refuses to speak and then snipishly says, “he’s gay.” / “what?” what a wild thing to say! / “i just know it. he’s gay. look at him. hiding it like that.” / “what a weird fucking thing to say about a guy you’ve never met, bradshaw!” / and bradley going all silent and sullen the way he does sometimes and saying “well i don’t think anything of him. whatever.” / and then both of them put it from their minds and never talk about it again.

B.) all the quiet little dad-related breakdowns over the years. Father’s Day is never happy when bradley’s around. jake made the mistake of asking him why, once. he said something to the effect of “well with three of them you’d think id be statistically likely to get a dad who wasn’t unbelievably fucked-up or dead but nope! it’s three times as bad as usual!” and refused to elaborate. bradley is often annoying this way.

c.) the fact that capt mitchell, maverick, who looks like a gracefully-aging movie star, is by all accounts nice and charming and mostly-ish respected, and yet apparently chronically single, a confirmed bachelor for as long as most officers can remember. hondo knows something, clearly, but he’s being very cagey about it, apparently out of loyalty to maverick. even on day ONE of the special training detachment at Top Gun, there are rumors. Some more mean-spirited than others (looking at you, harvard) which Jake tries to shut down, because he remembers being on the receiving end of mean-spirited rumors like that, and rumors about a guy like maverick probably aren’t true. ‘I’ve heard about him. Whispers. Watch him the next time we hit the Hard Deck. He’ll flirt with Penny the bartender, and she’ll flirt back, but he sure as hell won’t take her home. You know what I mean.’ Yeah right. dangerous to make comments about a man like maverick. jake keeps his mouth shut.

d.) but then there’s the way bradley acts around him. They’ve met before and they know each other and there is not only bad blood between them, it’s blood that’s been simmering for a while and just now boiling over. Three dads. the maverick-related rumors. hmm…

e.) that picture of goose and mav and ice. OKAY. Now we’re getting somewhere. Bradley’s dad… LTJG nick bradshaw… FLEW with maverick. Looks up the obituary online and reads the news reports he can find in the archives. Maverick was behind the stick when goose ate it. Okay. Two out of three dads found and accounted for. (Because they’re broken up, and because jakes still heartbroken, this fact will be used as ammunition. “Or that maverick was flying when his—“ “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” et cetera et cetera.)

f.) on the flight deck shaking hands with the commanding officer of every commanding officer jake has ever dad—admiral tom kazansky, come to wish the aviators good luck, and to sanction their attack. this is, like, a big deal. like a really big deal. like, makes you wanna stop and ask him for a selfie to post on your LinkedIn to advance your career kind of big deal. but out of the corner of his eye… jake’s noticing Bradley on the verge of a dad-related breakdown. bradley doesn’t seem to care how much of a big deal it is to have the privilege to shake the hand of the commander of the pacific fleet. isn’t even looking. something big and hateful between them. something like bad blood. oh oh oh. wait. It’s coming together.

g.) poking fun at him. psyching him out. what’s a little pre-suicide-mission hazing between exes? what is with you, bradshaw? you’re, like, freaking out over here..! —and Bradley, looking for someone—anyone!—to trust, tugging him into his cabin on the aircraft carrier and bursting into tears and crashing down onto the linoleum into jake’s arms and saying “he was my dad…!”

h.) bingo.

[sainzwife]

BF MILES!!

[listerbirdloml]

rooster love each other really (i forgot again but if i had to guess 14/????)

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

happy Lunar New Year, too all friend & oomfies🎵 Happy Wood Dragon🪵🍁 ~~Lucky times for us all ~~ wear Red & Gold today❤️for extra luck boost⭐️🌙⭐️

[thedroneranger]

My BB™ Cass, you know I'm filling both drinks in this order. Anything for my BB™s 🖤 Here is your champagne. Heavily inspired by this little fic. Salut, 🥂

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw | Too Much is Just Right | requested by @notroosterbradshaw

Don't forget your whiskey! 🥃

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[zaskiaz]

sneak 👏 peek 👏 friday 👏

haven’t written much this week because i was catching up on stranger things and steddie had me in a chokehold. i’m not a big fan of the series but it’s so refreshing to read new fics in a new fandom, i had missed that feeling (also love how the fandom collectively agreed to ignore the s04 finale, bc it was bullshit, and instead started their own fix-it fanfics, as it should be lol). anyway, here we go c:

top gun | icemav | wip (birthday oneshot)

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He's zipping up his khakis when the phone rings. Maverick frowns. It's ass o’clock in the morning, and he definitely isn’t expecting anyone to call at this hour. He crosses the distance to the wall where the phone hangs and picks up.

“Mitchell speaking.”

“Uncle Mav!” it’s a whisper-shout, and it lights up every fiber in Maverick’s body.

“Hey, little guy! What are you doing up?”

“It’s your birthday, Uncle Mav! I wanted to be the first to wish you a happy birthday, of course!”

Maverick snorts. “Of course.”

“It’s today, right? Daddy said it was, and Ms Riley helped me mark it in my calendar. Ms Riley is my new teacher, by the way! She’s sub– subti– she’s teaching us while Mrs Sophie is on leave! Did you know she’s having a baby? She said it could be born any day now, that’s why she’s gonna stay home and rest! I was sad at first, because I really like art classes with Mrs Sophie, but I guess Ms Riley is cool too. She helped me make your present, did you know?”

Maverick’s grinning from ear to ear. He fucking loves the kid.

[indybob]

Bradley cries the first time Jake cuddles him and runs his fingers through his hair because the last person to hold him like that was Carole before she died🥺

[mafiatsunafish]

for some reason, 9-1-1 has lead me back to top gun thanks to its hc about Buck being ex(or active) Navy SEAL or a fighting jet pilot. Cause he definitely qualified as a walking human disaster that some how can properly operate a multi  millions dollar worth of fighting jet.  

(Buck 1.0 and Hangman would cause so much shit shows. Rooster would be so jealous of Buck not knowing Hangman only see him as a brother like Javy)   

[notroosterbradshaw]

can bad decision bradley leave now? i want the good boy back

The very good boy is on his way... believe me. Maybe a small teaser would be okay...

Waking up in Rooster’s arms the next morning made you feel more alive than you had in months. He was slowly kissing up your bicep to your shoulder, his beard different and wonderful all at the same time. “Good morning,” you mumbled, still in a sleepy bliss from his caress.

“Good morning,” he grumbled back. “How’d you sleep?”

“Amazing,” you admitted, the sun streaming through the window. “You?”

“Best in months,” he confided, his lips brushing past your collarbone to your pulse which was already racing as you lost your fingers to his long, unruly morning curls. It was like sleeping with another person and never in your wildest dreams did you expect to be here again. “I missed this. You don’t know how much.”

You couldn’t lie to him and tell him you didn’t feel exactly the same. “Me too.”

“Can you stay?” his palms ran across your breasts, caressing and tenderly groping, his pointer circling your pained nipple, peaked and desperate for attention in his strong palm. He was playing so fucking dirty. “Just a little longer. I’ll make it worth your while,” he pleaded before going in for the kill and his gleaming teeth bit into the tender, sensitive flesh, a jolt flashing through your entire system. “Don’t make me beg.”

But you knew you had to go. 

It was so strange waking up with him… Was there a phrase for comfort fucking with your ex that except for falling back into bad habits? You didn’t have clothes, toiletries, hell, you would be doing the walk of shame back at this point. “I dunno,” you admitted. “I should go…”

“Oh,” he said a little surprised. “Yeah, gotcha,” his hands slowly released you and he rolled to his back, chewing his tongue. He certainly wasn’t annoyed, but like you, certainly confused by the last 12 hours. “But you don’t have to leave,” he tried. “Stay a little longer,” he grinned when I saw you biting back a laugh of your own. 

You said nothing but moved to sit on his quads, a perplexed eyebrow raised, surprise etched on his handsome face. “I’m not ready to go yet,” you said softly, leaning down to kiss him, his strong arms fastening your place and not willing to release you. 

You left his lips and stared up at him as you continued trailing kisses across his jaw, your tongue tracing his pulse and your teeth tenderly pressing into this soft flesh.

“Fuck,” he whined. “Baby, what are you doing to me? You make me fuckin’ weak.”