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For some reason the link to request won’t work on my phone :( . Can I please request a Fall Fluff for Jake for prompt 15 where the reader is the one who is sick ?

Chicken Noodle Soup | Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Jake worries that you're having second thoughts about the relationship, only to find that the reason you haven't been responding is because you've been sick all day.

Content warnings: Fanboy being a menace, mentions of an illness/virus (NOT COVID-19), fluff

Prompt: 15. Sender lies next to the receiver (who is recovering from injuries or illness) and spoons them while staying awake to make sure their health doesn’t deteriorate overnight.

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

Jake was stressed. You hadn’t been dating for very long, and you weren’t technically official, but it was Hard Deck night and you hadn’t responded to his text messages since last night. He was tempted to call you to check in and see if everything was okay, but he didn’t want to seem clingy and obsessive while it was totally possible that you forgot to plug your phone in the night before, or that you left it at home while you were getting ready for work.

“Honestly, man, I was thinking she’d ghost you a lot sooner than this,” Fanboy said as they were getting their things to leave. Jake didn’t even have the energy to react.

“You’re good at relationships, Rooster. Would it be weird if I drove by her house on my way home?”

“I don’t know, man. None of us have ever met her but maybe she’d be okay with it based on what you’ve said about her in passing.”

“Or maybe she doesn’t exist and he wanted to hide the fact that he’s not getting laid.”

“Dude, too far,” Payback said to Fanboy. Jake just shrugged it off and grabbed his bag before heading out to his truck and finding your address in his phone. You lived pretty close to base so it wasn’t a very bad drive at all. Right as he turned down your street, his phone started ringing and your name was on the screen.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to ignore you but I think I’ve got the flu or a common cold or something.”

“Do you want me to bring you medicine? I’m like five minutes from a CVS.”

“No, it’s okay. It’s Hard Deck night. You should be out with your friends. I can go another time. I think I’ll make some soup and go back to sleep.”

“Hard Deck night is a weekly thing and Coyote’s deployed so I kind of don’t want to go anyways. I’d have more fun staying in with you. Plus I’ve got a family recipe of chicken noodle soup and it’ll probably be the best chicken noodle soup you’ll ever have.”

After a moment, you sniffled and said that he could come over and that you’d leave your door unlocked. He walked into your house about an hour after he got off the phone with you with reusable bags on his arms. You were laying on the couch under a blanket while an 80’s movie played on the TV. 

“I brought medicine,” he said as he unloaded everything in the kitchen. You peered over the couch and smiled before taking a sip of your Gatorade that was on the coffee table. He came over to sit next to you after getting everything put away. It was almost unbelievable how sick you were, considering that you felt completely fine the day before. Your fever broke earlier in the day but you had been sleeping for most of it, living off of Gatorade and nearly stale crackers that you found in the back of your pantry. You changed the channel to something that you knew he’d like before nuzzling into the pillow that you brought from your bedroom.

“Poor thing. I’m gonna get your soup started. It should take about half an hour, okay? Let me know if you need anything.”

You nodded your head and scrolled through social media before going back to sleep for a little bit. The smell of the soup was what woke you up a little bit later, as Jake walked over and placed your bowl on the table in front of you. He made enough to last you a whole week, and he even offered to send you the recipe if you liked it. He was right, it was the best chicken noodle soup you’d ever had. Ten o’clock rolled around and even though it was considered early for you, you grabbed your pillow and blanket and started heading up the stairs. You were surprised when Jake followed you, considering that you had spent the few hours since you ate barely talking to each other. 

“I need to shower,” you said as you got your pajamas out.

“Okay. I’ll wait here.”

He had sent a few texts to the Dagger Squad group chat while you were in the shower, saying that he’d see everyone in the morning but that he had to take care of you. You took a big sip of water before crawling under the covers, Jake following suit.

“What are you doing?” You asked as he wrapped an arm around your middle.

“Staying with you, if that’s okay.”

“What if I get you sick?”

“I’ll take time off. Mav loves me so it’ll be fine. I don’t want anything to happen to you through the night.”

“Oh. Okay. Then yeah, you can stay. But don’t come crying to me if you get the man flu.”

“Trust me, I won’t. My dad taught me and my brothers better than to be dramatic so that a woman will take care of us.”

“That’s good,” you said with a chuckle.

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for fluffy fall fantasy, could you please do 3 w/ rooster and hangman? thanks!

Love of My Life | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw + Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: You go into labor during a dinner party that you and Bradley are hosting. Jake helps the two of you out.

Content warnings: Pregnancy, body insecurities, labor/childbirth, fluff

Prompt: Already barely holding it together as they're getting their hand held but then they feel that reassuring squeeze and they just can't

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

Bradley wanted to have a dinner party with everyone before you had the baby. You were around two weeks away from your due date, so you were mostly at home resting before the baby came, anyway. He told you that he would take care of everything around the house so that you could continue to relax, something that you were thankful for. (The dinner party was his idea and you would’ve ripped his head off if he asked you to cook for ten people.) Maverick and Penny were the first to walk in, handing you a gift bag full of baby stuff because they were out of town during your baby shower. You had been experiencing mild contractions throughout the day, but you were so close to giving birth that you passed them off as Braxton-Hicks. 

You sat at the dining table in between Bradley and Hangman and you felt huge. You didn’t eat at the table often since getting pregnant because you didn’t feel as big as you were if you sat on the couch with your dinner. As you ate, the contractions started to get stronger and closer together, but you didn’t want to change the pace of the night. 

Fanboy and Payback said that they were going to get the fire pit going, and you told everyone that they could go and have fun even though you were going to bed. So, Hangman was surprised to see you loading and unloading the dishwasher at almost midnight.

“What are you doing? You shouldn’t be bending over like that,” he said as he took over doing the dishes for you.

“I think I’m in labor,” you softly whispered. It took a moment for it to register in his head as he turned to you with a look of shock on his face.

“What? For how long?”

You glanced at the clock on the microwave and looked back at him.

“I don’t know, but it’s been like four hours since my contractions started getting stronger and closer together.”

“And you didn’t say anything?”

“I don’t think that’s the point right now. Let me go get Bradley and-,”

“He’s had a couple beers and you’re having contractions. It’s okay, I can take both of you, but I’ll go and get him.”

“Well, there’s another problem with that. The car seat is in the Bronco and he barely even lets me drive that thing. God, I could kill him right now. All of this is just so fucking stupid. Obviously none of us knew that I’d be in labor but - oh shit.”

You felt something pop before hearing a gush, and fluid was running down your legs and on to the floor. Both of you looked down at the puddle that you were standing in and Jake rushed over to you.

“Um, fuck, I don’t know how to help you. Sit down on, like, a towel or something, I don’t know. I’m gonna go get Bradley.”

Jake left once you nodded your head and waddled over to the linen closet to grab a dark towel to sit on. You were so worried about ruining the furniture that you sat on one of the throw pillows after putting the towel over it, just to make sure that you wouldn’t get anything on the couch. You texted a few family members while waiting for Bradley and Jake to come back inside. Bradley gave you a hug and squeezed your hand before telling Jake what to do. He was going to get the hospital bag while Jake helped you into the passenger seat of the Bronco, and Bradley would sit in the back with the carseat and hospital bag. 

“This is the only time I’m letting you drive the Bronco. Be gentle. And she gets to pick the music,” Bradley said as he gestured to you and Jake. You laughed, but that was immediately followed by a groan from how much pain you were in. The hospital that you planned to have the baby at was fifteen minutes away, but it felt like it was taking an eternity to get there. 

Both of them walked you into the hospital, with Jake giving your hand a tight squeeze as you were filling out the paperwork to get checked in. Once you got into the room, Jake was told to wait outside while the nurses gave you what you needed. Eventually, Jake’s options were to wait in the lobby or go home, but he had left his car at the home that you and Bradley shared, so he decided to wait in the lobby until the rest of the Dagger Squad showed up. Everyone came and went periodically as they waited to hear about if you had the baby or not. Bradley was sending updates to the groupchat since he didn’t want to leave you, even though you were starting to get the urge to punch him with how annoying he was being. 

Things got to a point where Bradley decided to send everyone except for Maverick home. You weren’t really progressing and the nurses couldn’t tell when you were going to actually have the baby. Bradley eventually sent him home, too, saying that Mav would be the first to know when you had the baby. The decision was one that you were thankful for, as it took more than a day for you to have the baby. 

You were able to leave the hospital a few days after having the baby. Everyone was still congratulating you and Bradley across social media platforms, but you didn’t really mind. The baby cooed in your arms as Bradley opened the front door to the house, deciding that he would park his Bronco in the garage at a different time. 

There was a “welcome home” banner hanging when you walked in, and snacks were on the kitchen counter. Everyone slowly came out of their hiding spots as to not startle you or the baby, and your eyes lit up with glee when they all walked over to you to look at the baby. Everyone, even Hangman, thought that the baby was the cutest thing they had ever seen. He looked more like Bradley than you, which didn’t really surprise anyone that much because Bradley looked just like Goose.

“Jake, I can’t thank you enough for helping us the other day. You really didn’t have to but it means a lot.”

“He did it because he wanted you to name the baby after him!” Fanboy yelled from across the room. The baby started crying and everyone glared at him for ruining the moment.

“As much as we appreciate it, man, I’m never letting her name our baby after you,” Bradley told Jake. You laughed as Phoenix guided you to the kitchen for some snacks that everyone was sure you needed after being in the hospital for days.

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Hi!! I was wondering if I could request #8. Breaking down mid-hug because they just needed this so much with Bob for your Fluffy Fall Fantasy. Cuz, well, I could really use a really awesome hug b/c things have been shit lately. Thank you so much! ❤️

Head Over Heels | Robert "Bob" Floyd

Summary: Bob has to work late, leaving you at home alone with your three kids for the first time.

Content warnings: None

Prompt: 8. Breaking down mid-hug because they just needed this so much

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

You knew that Bob would be staying late at work. It was something that he frequently had to do because of all of the paperwork that needed to be filed after a flight or a lesson, but it was hard to get used to, especially after you had your third baby. When he ranked up to Lieutenant Commander, he was granted longer paternity leave, and he didn’t need to stay late as often. The baby was six months old, and the other two kids were six and four. It was the first time that he needed to stay late since the baby had been born, and you were on the verge of a breakdown.

When Bob had to be deployed, you didn’t really tell the kids. Deployments were always called “work trips” around them. So, you didn’t explicitly tell them that Bob was staying at work late, but they had somehow figured it out by dinner time. You got the older kids to eat leftover spaghetti with the promise of a piece of candy for dessert. By the time they had finished eating, you had almost entirely forgotten about the candy as you looked at your food-covered children.

“Everyone needs a bath,” you said as you started to clear the table.

“What about our candy?”

“You can have it after you take a bath.”

“But you promised!”

“Yeah, mommy! You promised!” You sighed. The kids were right, but you were just exhausted. Other parents weren’t lying when they said that it “takes a village”. The only thing was that you didn’t really have a village. Your parents and in-laws lived in a different state, and all of your neighbors were a bunch of twenty-year-olds who you didn’t want to bother. The kids were occupied with pieces of chocolate while you took the youngest out of his high chair.

“I want both of you to be ready for a bath when you’re done with your candy,” you said as you went upstairs. The kids were good listeners, you gave them that. As soon as you were done bathing the littlest, your four-year-old walked in with his pajamas. All of the kids were bathed and ready for bed by some miracle, and you put the baby to bed first. 

The garage opening woke the baby up, and you were watching TV in the bedroom that you and Bob shared. It had been a few hours since you put the baby to sleep, so you got your time to relax, but you had never been more excited to hear a garage door open. You could hear Bob putting his things away in the laundry room while you rocked the baby back to sleep, and you smiled and waved as he walked by the room.

“What’s going on in here?” He whispered.

“This little guy woke up when you opened the garage. I think the other two are still asleep, though.”

You looked down and realized that your son was sound asleep on your chest. You slowly maneuvered him to the crib before leaving the room and closing the door. Bob was starting to get ready for bed when you made it back to the bedroom, and you turned off Gossip Girl before joining him in the bathroom. As soon as he wrapped his arms around your waist, you started to cry.

“Hey, is everything okay?” He asked as he wiped your tears with his thumbs. You sniffled and nodded your head.

“Yeah, today was just really hard. I love you and I love the kids but it was so stressful not having you here. I didn’t even get a chance to clean off the table!” You exclaimed. Bob chuckled and pulled you in for a tight hug.

“You’re an amazing mom. I know it’s not easy being away from our families but we’ve made it work. But this was your first time being alone with all three kids for a while, so I can see why you’re stressed. What do you want to do if I have to stay late for work again?”

You took a moment to think before pulling away from the hug and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Do you think you could see if Penny or Amelia could come by and help out? At least until the kids are a bit older.”

“Yeah, I’m sure Amelia would love that. Do you want me to clean off the table for you after my shower?”

“It can wait until the morning. I’m dying to get back in bed.”

“And I’m dying to get in bed with you.”

“You’re disgusting,” you said after you lightly smacked his chest and chuckled.

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Fluffy Fall Fantasy, 8 with Bradley and Jake?

It's Nice To Have A Friend | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Bradley and Jake comfort you after you have a bad day at work.

Content warnings: Men being trash (not Bradley or Jake, though), hurt-comfort

Prompt: Breaking down mid hug because they just needed this so much

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

You loved working on base. Admittedly, the job that you got wasn’t the best because of the lack of openings and your “barely-there” qualifications, but you still loved being there every day. Well, mostly every day. You held a secretary-like position with Cyclone and the other admirals, which meant that you were the one who was mainly in charge of scheduling things for them, and you rarely messed something up. Cyclone must’ve been having a particularly bad day as he nearly threw your office door open and looked at you with a scowl on his face.

“You double-booked me at three, and I’ve gotta pick my son up from football at six,” he said. You always tried to be extra nice to him on days like this.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize-,”

“Right. No surprise there since it seems like you’ve forgotten a lot of things recently. Consider this strike one.”

“What?”

“If it happens again, you know, the forgetting things, that’ll be your last warning.”

You stood there slightly dumbfounded as he continued to lecture you about “forgetting things”. In reality, he hadn’t emailed you his calendar and you had no idea what was going on half the time. This type of thing never happened with Warlock or Iceman, they were always on top of their game, but Cyclone was different. A part of you always wondered if it was because he knew that his marriage was failing, but the other part refused to question any of it. 

Tears were brimming your eyes as he left the room, and you sat at your desk trying to get his schedule figured out again. Hangman and Rooster walked by your office just as you were finishing getting the meetings rescheduled. You hardly realized that you were borderline sobbing until Rooster gently plucked you out of your chair and wrapped his arms around you. Hangman joined in on the hug, finally giving you a sense of comfort in the hard day.

“What happened?” Hangman asked. You asked Rooster to close the door before taking a sip of your water and wiping your tears with a tissue. 

“Cyclone pretty much threatened to have me fired for ‘forgetting things’. I double-booked him and that’s what started it all, but I wouldn’t have double-booked him in the first place if he sent me his personal calendar. God, I’m just so fucking pissed. He didn’t send me his calendar but it’s my fault that I had to schedule those meetings for him.”

“Amelia has a few classes with his son. Apparently, he’s in the middle of a messy divorce. He had an affair and she caught him through the bank statements,” Rooster said.

“Amelia… told you all of that?” Hangman asked.

“No. She told me that Cyclone and his wife are getting a divorce. Warlock told me and Mav the rest.”

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that. There was something so sweetly ironic about Warlock being the one to spill the truth behind Cyclone’s divorce. Rooster and Hangman were happy that the news seemed to cheer you up at least a little bit, but they stayed in your office for as long as they could without getting in trouble.

“Hey, you wanna come to karaoke at The Hard Deck tonight?” Rooster asked.

“Sure.”

After a few drinks, you and Phoenix hit the stage, singing Bad Blood (Taylor’s Version), and it was only Rooster and Hangman who knew that the rendition of the song was secretly about Cyclone.

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Hi, Kira! For the Fluffy Fall Fantasy, how about number 11 with Coyote?

Delicate | Javy “Coyote” Machado

Summary: You have the night off, so Phoenix and Rooster invite you and Javy to Hard Deck night as a couple.

Content warnings: Mentions of working in the NICU, drinking

Prompt: 11. Sender nestles back against the receiver, pressing backwards so that they’re snug against one another.

A/N: This one was so short, oh my gosh. I also uploaded this on my iPad so my apologies if the formatting looks weird. Hope you enjoy, Emily!

This was written for my Fluffy Fall Fantasy event. Feel free to send in requests!

You had the night off, which didn’t happen often because of your job as a NICU nurse. The main reason you had the night off was because you were on call, but you weren’t complaining. You were in the Dagger Squad group chat as an honorary member because you had been dating Javy for so long, so you saw the messages come in when he mentioned that you had the night off. Everyone (mostly Phoenix and Rooster) wanted you to come hang out at The Hard Deck, but there was no pressure. It was one of your favorite places to go in general, because of how different the environment was compared to working in the NICU.

You waved to Phoenix and Javy made his way over to you, putting his credit card on the bar so that you could order a drink and start a tab. Penny quickly got your drink ready and you walked over to the pool tables where the rest of the group was. You were invited to play a round with Fanboy, but you politely declined because pool wasn’t really your thing. Phoenix and Bob were leaning against the wall as you talked to them.

The night wore on and you had a few more drinks, doing some shots with Phoenix and Payback. It was nearing midnight when people started leaving, including some of the other members of the Dagger Squad. Javy was playing pool with Hangman and you decided to go over to them with your gin and tonic in hand. He had made a good shot when you tapped him on the shoulder and stood with your back against his chest. It was fairly obvious that you were tipsy, if not drunk, even though you had been eating while you were drinking. Javy could tell, so he wrapped his arms around you and let you lean into him more.

“Do you wanna go home?” He whispered into your ear. You nodded your head and handed the rest of your drink to Phoenix before saying goodbye to everyone. Javy grabbed his card from Penny and thanked her before leaving a tip and guiding you out of the bar while holding your hand. The drive home was fairly quiet, but you were both tired.

Almost as soon as you walked through the front door, you took your shoes off and headed for the bedroom to get ready for bed. Javy watched with adoration in his eyes as you took your makeup off and brushed your teeth before throwing on one of his t-shirts. He plugged your phone in as you climbed into bed and turned the lamp on your nightstand off. You drank a glass of water before going to the bathroom for the last time and finally deciding that it was time to go to bed. Javy tightly wrapped his arms around you before pulling a blanket over the two of you.

“You had a good time, right?” He asked. You smiled and kissed his hand.

“Yeah. I always do. You know that.”

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you, too.”

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Fluffy Fall Fantasy Masterlist

Welcome to the Fluffy Fall Fantasy! This is the event masterlist, but the original post with the prompts can be found here.

BRADLEY "ROOSTER" BRADSHAW

Love of My Life

It's Nice To Have A Friend

JAKE "HANGMAN" SERESIN

Love of My Life

Chicken Noodle Soup

It's Nice To Have A Friend

JAVY "COYOTE" MACHADO

Delicate

ROBERT "BOB" FLOYD

Head Over Heels

RHETT ABBOTT

JAVIER PEÑA

WARREN ROJAS

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Fluffy Fall Fantasy

Fall is right around the corner where I am and Summer of Smut went so well that I figured I'd do something for fall. So, from September 5 to November 23, you will be able to send in fluffy requests based on the list of characters and prompts below. (Really, you could send in requests starting today, but the first imagine won't go up until September 5th.)

Characters:

- Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

- Jake "Hangman" Seresin

- Javy "Coyote" Machado

- Robert "Bob" Floyd

- Rhett Abbott

- Javier Peña

- Warren Rojas

Prompts:

"Wait, don't go, please.."

"Is this okay?" "It's more than okay."

Already barely holding it together as they're getting their hand held but then they feel that reassuring squeeze and they just can't

Wearing the others' clothes so that it can at least feel like they're hugging them, even for just a moment

Feeling so lonely that they have to call their lover, just to get a sense and reminder that they're still there

^ Trying and failing to hold back their tears as they do so

When the other holds onto their waist briefly as they're passing by and it just send chills down their spine

Breaking down mid-hug because they just needed this so much

One leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze

"I wasn't sure how much longer I could have taken this..."

Sender nestles back against the receiver, pressing backwards so that they’re snug against one another.

Sender pulls the receiver firmly into them, until they’re pressed snugly into one another while spooning.

Sender wraps their arms more securely around the receiver while spooning, embracing them in the process.

Sender gently nuzzles their nose against the back of the receiver’s head/neck/back/shoulder while spooning.

Sender lies next to the receiver (who is recovering from injuries or illness) and spoons them while staying awake to make sure their health doesn’t deteriorate overnight.

Credit to @novelbear and @soulmemes for the prompts. Shoutout to @roosterforme for helping me come up with a title for the event.

You must be 18 years of age or older to participate.

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The first post for Fluffy Fall Fantasy is queued up for Tuesday at 2:30 PM EST. I'm so excited!