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I posted 17,720 times in 2022

That's 2,123 more posts than 2021!

194 posts created (1%)

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I tagged 487 of my posts in 2022

#rambles of one - 160 posts

#top gun maverick - 34 posts

#formula 1 - 31 posts

#daniel ricciardo - 22 posts

#top gun - 17 posts

#lewis hamilton - 17 posts

#reblog - 15 posts

#crochet - 15 posts

#mick schumacher - 13 posts

#derrygirlsweek - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 130 characters

#the other guards and o have agreed that we’re just gonna start dumping buckets of ice into the pool anytime someone says it’s cold

My Top Posts in 2022:

Family Dinner

Summary: It’s Sunday night which means time for family dinner for Maverick, Iceman, Reader and the dagger squadron

Relationship: IceMav x daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x sister!reader

Warnings: none

word count: 2097

A/N: This is my attempt at a sequel to On the Outside Looking In, you don’t have to read it to know what is going on but it would help, not beta read

“I’m sorry, what’d you say?” Y/N pulled one of ear buds out. She had been sitting at the kitchen table, working on her homework while her dads made dinner. The dagger squadron was coming over for Sunday dinner, and her dad’s were cooking. Y/N has been working on getting to know the squadron and expressing her feelings instead of keeping in. She was also trying to get to know all the new siblings she had. So far, Y/n was closest to Fritz, which made Bradley a little jealous as he was used to being Y/N’s favorite.

“I said, can you help set the table, everyone’s gonna be arriving soon,” Maverick repeated himself, as he pulled a dish out of the oven.

“Oh yeah, sure. Do you mind if i put my things in your office,Pops? I’ll get them after dinner.”

“Sure pumpkin. Just no snooping through the papers on the desk,” ice told his daughter.

“I know. Jeez its like I havent been living with the two of you for the past 20 years,” Y/n teased as she put her things in the office. “So whats for dinner tonight?”

“Jeez, its like you should know, you’ve been sitting at the kitchen table while we’ve been making it,” Maverick responded.

Y/N grabbed the plates from her pop’s hands and moved toward the table she had just been occupying. “Hahaha your so funny. Should’ve been a comedian instead of a pilot.”

“Y’know, maybe I will do that once I retire.”

“Seriously Dad? You retiring? That’ll happen the day pigs fly and hell freezes over.”

Ice chuckled at his family. He was happy that Maverick had been, albeit not willingly, promoted to rear admiral, had accepted that position as squadron commander of the Dagger Squadron and would be around more permanently. Bradley was also back home now. He could tell the Y/N was happy about the promotion, and Bradley being home, as well. Granted, neither of them had realized that with the promotion and new squadron, Maverick would be taking in 11 stray Naval aviators. There had been a few hiccups at the start, with Y/N feeling left out of the family, but they had pushed through that.

“Back to your earlier question pumpkin,” Ice interrupted his husband and daughter’s conversations, “we’re having lasagna, salad, garlic bread and the cake that you made. Can you move the bread basket and salad bowl over to the table please?”

“That just sounds like carb overload at this point. Are you trying to put them into a food coma so that they can’t fly tomorrow? Is this your secret plan to have one day off?” Y/N asks. The doorbell rings and she moves to go answer it.

“Maybe but don’t tell any of them!” Maverick called after her. “And tell them that they can just walk into the house! They don’t have to knock every single time!”

“I will!” Y/N calls back. “Hey guys, come on in!”

Y/N moves out of the way and allows Harvard, Yale, and Fritz to enter the home.

“By the way, Dad wants me to remind yall that you don’t have to knock or ring the doorbell, you can just walk right in. Where’s everyone else?”

“They should be right behind us. We all left at the same time,” Fritz tells her. She gives him a quick hug and lets all of them into the house. “So how have all of you been?”

“Just trying to survive training with Maverick. I mean how is he so good at his age?” Yale responds. They all walk into the kitchen to help finish setting up the diner table. Everyone greets each other.

“Dad fought for a long time to keep his wings. It’s why he’s only just now a rear admiral, kept turning them down to keep flying,” she puts one of the salad bowls on the table, “I’ve been in the backseat, while he flew and I don't think I’ve ever been more scared. He is fearless and I can’t imagine training with him.”

“Oh, did he also get you up in an f-18? I heard he did with penny too,” says Harvard. The front door opens and closes.

“I would’ve ground his ass faster than he could say F-18,” Iceman says.

“Who's getting grounded?” a voice asks. Everyone turns and there stands Hangman, bob, Phoenix and Coyote. They all greet everyone.

“Me, if I took Y/N up in an F-18. I never did but I have thought about it,” Maverick tells the group. “Where’s everyone else?”

“They were pulling up as we were walking in, so should be in any-” Phoenix starts but is interrupted by the front door opening and closing.

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199 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

On the Outside looking in (p.2)

Summary: It’s been 17 years since Bradley left but he’s back now and he’s brought the newly formed dagger squadron with him. But Y/n is starting to feel left out

Relationship: IceMav x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw xx sister!reader

Warnings: a lot of angst

word count: 2,474

A/N: Here it is the final part. I tried to make this as angsty as possible

Tag: @luckyladycreator2 @daughterofthereaper02 @shakespear-picaso-lovechild

Part 1

To Iceman and Maverick, 17 years passed by in a blur. They watched their little girl grow up right before their eyes into a strong, confident young lady. Y/N was 21 now and was working her way through college. She continued to live at home with her fathers, while attending a community college. They watched her go through kindergarten to middle school to high school, through friends, phases and boyfriends. In turn Y/N watched her papa rise through the ranks. All the way up to Commander of the Pacific fleet, while her Dad stayed a captain. She was by their side when DADT got overturned, thanks to her fathers, and was standing right next to them when they got married. She was there when her papa got throat cancer. She remembers doing her homework, while he went through chemotherapy. She was always proud of them and happy to be able to call them her fathers. But all three of them always felt like something, or rather, someone was missing.

Iceman kept tabs on Bradley. He always knew where he was and how he was progressing through his Navy career. Iceman updated Maverick about Bradley all the time, and informed him that Bradley was still able to follow his dreams of becoming a Naval Aviator, even though Maverick had pulled Bradley’s application to the Naval Academy with Iceman’s help.

However, Iceman was a known puppet master, and had concocted a plan to get Bradley and Maverick back in the same place and to get them talking. He only hoped that the actual mission and the side mission would both be a success.

The uranium plant mission had been a success. Everyone had returned home safely and alive. Of course there were a few hiccups along the way but everything had worked out in the end. Iceman’s side mission of getting Bradley and Maverick to reunite and talk also worked.

Bradley was now home, permanently. With Iceman setting up the Dagger Squad as a permanent squadron, Iceman and Maverick found that they now had 13 children. They went from one to thirteen in a short amount of time. However, there was trouble brewing.

Y/N didn’t know if her fathers actively knew what they were doing or not. With Bradley returning, and all these new aviators that her fathers decided to adopt, Y/N felt like she was being pushed aside. She felt like she was being replaced.

It had started off small. Some nights, some of the aviators might join them for dinner, or family dinners were cut short by Maverick running off saying that someone needed him for something. Then it soon became plans that Y/N had set with her fathers were getting canceled so they could go hang with the Dagger Squadron. Y/N could slowly feel herself being pushed out of the family. She was happy for her fathers. They finally had Bradley back and more kids that they could relate to but it hurt.

Anytime she was asked how she felt, Y/N would put on a brave face, give the person that asked a smile, and tell them that she was fine. If her fathers were happy, she was happy, even if it hurt her.

But Bradley could tell that something was wrong. He always knew. Even if he hadn’t seen or talked to Y/N in years, he knew her too well sometimes. The smile would never quite fully reach her eyes, when everyone was over. She would always look just slightly annoyed with everyone. He tried talking to her about it. Multiple times. The first time was when they had a giant discussion about everything that had occured over the 17 years that Bradley had missed. Even though Y/N had sent him letters, he had thrown them out, still too angry to even read them. He regrets that decision.

Y/N continued keeping her feelings to herself.

“If my fathers are happy then I am happy.” She repeated over and over to herself. It became her little mantra. It wasn’t healthy for her but she didn’t care.

“Why don’t you try sitting down with us and having an actual conversation to get to know everyone?” Bradley had asked Y/N one night, when all 12 aviators were over. When Y/N saw that , she ran straight to her room, too tired to deal with the boundless energy they all had, even though they were all older than her.

“I’ve tried that Bradley. But all you guys talk about is flying,” Y/n responded.

“No we don't. We talk about other stuff.”

“Fine. All you talk about is flying and then inside jokes. Which I don’t understand. It’s hard to be involved in a conversation when you don’t actually know what's going on. I mean, why sit there and not understand a single thing that’s being said, when I can easily just sit in my room and do my own thing. Besides, it's not like anybody notices if I’m there or not.”

“What do you mean by that, squirt?” Squirt. The nickname that Bradley had given Y/N before he left. It had been a long time since anyone had called her that.

“It doesn't matter.” Y/N sighed. “Just go back downstairs. They're probably wondering where you're at.”

Bradley started heading towards the door to leave. “They’re wondering where your at too, y’know?” He walked out of Y/N��s bedroom and went to join the others.

“No, they aren’t,” Y/N whispered to herself. She went back to doing her homework.

Y/N kept her mouth shut about her feelings, and continued telling everyone that she was fine and happy with all the new siblings.

Soon, Y/N couldn't keep her feelings locked away anymore and she would let them all out.

It all happened one evening. Y/N had been gone since 7 am, rushing to her classes for the day and then off to the diner she was a waitress at. It wa nearing 10 pm and Y/N just wanted to go straight to her room and stariaght to bed. She was exhausted.

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229 notes - Posted September 21, 2022

Peace and Quiet

Summary: Your exhausted but you also want to spend some time with your boys

Relationship: Bob x Rooster x Hangman x gn!reader

Warnings: none, this is just a lot of fluff

Word Count: 598

A/N: I havent written a fic since like 2018/2019 so please be nice to me. This is heavily insired by @daughterofthereaper02 and her work. I don’t own these characters and please don’t steal my work

You didn’t know who or what to blame for your exhaustion. You could blame the full moon that was happening tonight. You could blame the fact that all the students in your classes today were rambunctious and couldn’t sit still. You could blame the fact that you were up late unpacking box after box, trying to get moved into your new home with your boyfriends. You tried to find a reason for your exhaustion but there were just too many to count. Even though you could feel the exhaustion sitting in your bones, you still joined your boyfriends out for a night at The Hard Deck. Having not seen them, in what felt like weeks due to busy schedules, you’d take any chance to see them.

“You doin’ alright, sugar?” Jake asked you. The two of you had been playing pool against each other but you were struggling. Jake had noticed pretty quickly. So had Bradley and so had Bob. The three of them always seemed to notice when something was wrong.

“Yeah,” you give him a soft smile, “but I think I’m gonna get another drink. Can you step in for me Bradley, please?”

“Of course, darling,” he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, and you passed the pool cue off to him. You stopped by Bob, sitting on a bar stool watching the pool table and having a conversation with Phoenix, and asked if he or Phoenix needed anything. You got their drink orders, and a refill of peanuts for Bob, before making your way over to the bar.

Returning to the pool area you pass off the drinks to everyone, before slotting yourself between Bob’s legs, his arms wrapped around your waist, as he continues his conversation with Phoenix. Your back presses against his chest, as you feel yourself relax into his embrace.

“You alright there, sweetheart?” he mumbles quietly in your ear.

“Yeah. Just tired that’s all,” you respond before stealing some peanuts out of the cup in front of you. He nods his head in response and gives you a quick kiss on the side of your head before returning to the conversation. You closed your eyes, laid your head back on his shoulder, let out a deep sigh and relaxed even more into Bob’s arms.

Bradley nudged Jake’s ribs, stopping him from lining up the shot he was just about to take.

“What-” Jake started saying before Bradley cut him off and pointed towards Bob and you. Both you and Bob were enjoying the quietness of each other’s company. The two men smiled at the two of you fondly. They wished they could freeze the moment and stay there forever. It was as close to perfect as they could get right now.

Bradley and Jake were finishing up round two of their pool game, when Bob got their attention. He jerked his head towards the door, a subtle hint, asking if they were ready to go. You were practically falling asleep in Bob’s arms and the boys all agreed it was time to go home.

“You ready to go sweetheart?” Bob softly asked. You opened your eyes and saw your boys all staring at you. You nodded your head and moved out of Bob’s arms. Jake wrapped his arms around your shoulders and led you out the front door, with Bradley and Bob following behind you. As you walked to the car, you felt Jake give you a gentle kiss on your forehead. You gave him a soft smile. You were very happy and content and ready to go to bed.

233 notes - Posted August 30, 2022

On the Outside looking in (p.1)

Summary: Tom “Iceman” Kazansky and Pete “Maverick” Mitchell love both their kids but sometimes one gets pushed to the side

Relationship: IceMav x daughter!Reader

Warnings: none that I can think but if there is some just let me know

word count: 433

A/N: This is part one just to set up for everything that happens in part 2 and also i wanted to get this out for everyone. This is also posted over on my AO3 account

Edit here is part 2

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky. Pete “Maverick” Mitchell. Wingman, husbands, and great fathers to Bradley and their daughter, Y/N. Bradley came into Maverick and Iceman’s care, when he was 10 years old, after his mother had passed away from breast cancer. 5 years later, little Y/N, who was only a year old at the time, came into their care after her mother, Sarah, who was Ice’s sister, and Y/N’s dad passed away in a freak car accident.

They did the best they could at raising Bradley and Y/N. Sometimes it was difficult, since there was a 14 year age gap between the two of them but they made it work. Bradley adored Y/N and Y/N adored Bradley. Even though there was a 14 year age gap, they were as close as siblings could be.

That all changed when Y/N was 4, and Bradley was 18.

All Y/N could remember from that night was loud voices, yelling from downstairs, slamming doors and then quiet. She crept out of her room towards the stairwell that overlooked the living room. She watched as her two fathers silently hugged each other. She could hear sniffling, and they were talking in hushed whispers.

“Dada? Papa?” Her soft voice cried out. Both men turned to look up at their daughter. Mavericks eyes were red and puffy. He quickly wiped his cheeks

“Y/N. Pumpkin you should be in bed,” Iceman, her papa, called up to her.

“Couldn’t sleep. Too loud. Where Bradley?” She replied.

Maverick and Iceman looked at each other, wondering what to tell their daughter. A few moments passed, silently. A silent conversation happened between the two wingmen. At last they had come to a decision. Iceman turned and made his way up the stairs towards his daughter. Maverick moved out of the living room and to his and Ice’s shared bedroom.

“Where Bradly?” Y/N asked again, as her papa picked her up and carried her back to her room. “Why Dada sad? Are you sad?”

“Bradley had to leave. He and Dada got into an argument, that's all. Nothing to worry about,” Ice quickly told her. He laid her on the bed and pulled the covers over her body.

“Be back?” she asked him.

“He’ll be back soon, pumpkin. He just needs some time to himself. He’ll be back soon. Okay?” Iceman tells his daughter.

“Okay. Goodnight papa.”

“Goodnight pumpkin.” He kissed her forehead goodnight, and left Y/N’s bedroom.

Bradley didn’t come back the next night. Or the night after that. He wouldn’t return for another 17 years.

262 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Complete

Summary: Everyone has a soulmate, or sometimes multiple. But you will never feel complete until you have met all of your soulmates. It can sometimes take years to meet them, especially if you have multiple soulmate.

Relationship: Bob x Rooster x Hangma x gn!reader

Warnings: None

Word count: 3075

A/n: This is only my second attempt at writing top gun fanfic so please be nice. Again this is heavily inspired by @daughterofthereaper02 her works are absolutely amazing and you should go check them out

You were lucky to grow up in a world with soulmates. Someone, or multiple someones, were destined to love you forever. A majority of people had only one, some had two but even rarer were the ones with three soulmates. You fell into the last category. When you were thirteen years old, three names appeared on your rib cage, one right after another. Jake Seresin. Bradley Bradshaw. Robert Floyd. The three people that were meant to love you unconditionally. Your mother and father commented on how lucky you are to have three soulmates. They also told you that now begins the hard part. The waiting. Waiting to meet each and every single one of them. Your parents told you that you would never feel complete until you had met all three. Even if you had met two of them, it would never feel right until all three of you were together. Your parents also reminded you that there was a chance for one or all of them to die before you even met. If that were the case, their names would burn off your body and all that would be left would be a scar to remind you of what could have been. While you didn’t want to think about worst case scenarios, that little tidbit of information was always there in the back of your mind.

While some people actively searched for their soulmates, you choose not to. It would happen when it was supposed to happen. You weren’t going to force it.

You met Bradley Bradshaw first. You both met in college, in your shared Spanish 101 class. It was the first day of classes and you two had sat right next to each other. It was as cheesy and cliche as one could get. The professor had told everyone to turn to their table partners and introduce themselves to each other.

“These are going to be your partners for every group project and lesson going forward. Better to introduce and get to know each other now, rather than later. And who knows some of you might be soulmates,” the professor had said. You gently smiled at the last statement, deep down hoping that it would be true.

“Bradley Bradshaw,” the man sitting next to you said. Your eyes widened and you turned towards your table partner. He had brown eyes, dark curly hair, and the beginnings of a mustache growing on his upper lip.

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?” you asked.

“Uhm, Bradley Bradshaw? “ It came out more like a question. “It’s my name.”

You gave him a soft smile, and extended your hand out towards him.

“Y/N Y/L/N”

He returned the smile.

That was the start of everything. After that fateful class was over, the two of you spent the rest of the day getting to know each other. You learned that he wanted to be a naval aviator, like his father and that something had happened between Bradley and his uncle to cause him to not get into the Naval Academy. You told him that you were a history major and that you wanted to teach just like your mother had done. You shared likes and dislikes with him, hopes and dreams, and what you feared. You two told each other everything. The two of you even spent time speculating about the other two names, Jake Seresin and Robert Floyd, that were tattooed onto your skin.

The years went by and soon you both were graduating college. After college, he would be going off to flight school. Even with the setback from his uncle, Bradley had still made it into the Navy and was on his way to becoming a naval aviator just like his father. You would follow Bradley to Pensacola, Florida while he attended flight school and you had accepted a job as a teacher for the high school on base. The perks of being a soulmate to someone in the military, you could stay on base with them. Neither of you were expecting to meet your second soulmate while in Pensacola.

It happened while you were on your lunch break. The students were all at lunch and you had a free period. Sometimes students would wander in and ask questions about homework assignments or use your classroom as a quiet place to study but today it was just you, and you embraced the silence.

Buzz Buzz Buzz Buzz

Your phone would not stop buzzing. The screen kept lighting up with notifications. All were texts from Bradley.

Bradley: I’ve met him

Bradley: Jake Seresin

Bradley: He’s a cocky asshole. Thinks he's better than everyone.

Bradley: But he is also very good looking

Bradley: He asked if I had met you or Robert yet. I told him that I met you but not robert. I also told him that you were here on base with me.

Bradley: He also hasn’t met Robert yet. He wants to meet you.

Bradley: I told him he can come over after training today.

You: Oh wow, sounds like you had an interesting day. I’ll make sure there's enough food for dinner tonight to feed all three of us.

You: I’m nervous to meet Jake. What if he doesn’t like me?

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