#jake hangman seresin moodboard

[topgun-imagines]

His Little Girl || Moodboard

[sarahsmi13s]

The Surfer and the Paramedic

paramedic!jake 'hangman' seresin

9-1-1, what is your emergency?

when jake was a kid he had wanted nothing more than to play pro-baseball. he loved the sport and worked his tail off to succeed. and he had great prospects to go pro. he had already committed to the texas longhorns, going to college to further his experience before going pro. he never thought he would need a back-up plan... not until his senior year when a raging storm tore through texas and devasted the towns in its path. jake and a few of his friends had made the horrible decision to chase it. only for it to turn around and chase them. the memory of the event is hazy. the visuals of it anyway. the pain? jake remembered it vividly. his leg, from the knee down, had gotten crushed by debris. it was a devastation to his life plans, his dreams. the debris crushed more than his leg... but something came out of that. jake had been saved. his got to keep his leg because of the paramedics and fire/rescue team that managed to pull him out. and that is where jake found a new opportunity. and that's where he met you. the surfer who would change his life as he saved hers...

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hey guys! i know i don't usually leave comments under these but i did mention in this post that this will have a fic to go with it! and once i can get the muse to cooperate with me on things, i will have it written.

and i do want to apologize for not getting this up last week like i said i would. i haven't been feeling quite like myself lately, but im trying to get back to it because i want to share my ideas with anyone that wants to see them. 💜

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

happy birthday! what about a rock and roll moodboard for jake?

☆★→ 𝔸𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕖'𝕤 𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕧𝕪 𝟚𝟟 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ←★☆

gigi!! thank you! he's a rockstar babey, and he's also accidentally giving off eddie munson vibes but honestly I'm here for it so I'm not gonna complain.

[imdonnalynn]

About as moodboard as I get 😆

[goosefilms]

sidle up to the hard deck bar !

disrespect a lady , the navy , or put your cell phone on my bar ... you buy a round

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top gun: maverick ( 2022 ) moodboard

[sugarcoated-lame]

Fanfic Covers

thank you so much for the tag, my dear jana @guiltyasdave this was so much fun!! 🧡

this amazing penguin classic front cover template is by @saradika 💕

the works:

easy like sunday morning (joel miller x f!reader)

into the woods (joel miller x f!reader)

wake up call (joel miller x f!reader)

always a bridesmaid (jake seresin x f!reader)

hourglass (bradley bradshaw x f!reader)

warmth (bob floyd x f!reader)

no pressure tags: @sebsxphia @pedrospatch @sunlightmurdock @joelsdagger @hangmanssunnies @mrsmando @itsokbbygrl @gracieheartspedro @tonysopranosrobe @rhettabbotts @honeyedmiller @topherwrites @floydsglasses @floydsmuse @elusive-honeydew @aurorawritestoescape @ohtobeleah @almostfoxglove @joelsmochi @mayhem24-7forever @amanitacowboy @iknowisoundcrazy @wethairjoel @roosterbruiser @bradshawsbitch @roosterforme @punk-in-docs @joelslegalwhre @blue-aconite @whatislovevavy @glowingxeyes @magneticecstasy (sorry if you’ve already been tagged 🧡)

this was so much fun, i’d love to see all of yours! 🫶🏼

[barnesboo1967]

Texts with Tyler

[jamjjamm]

Top Gun: Maverick

[thegunistop]

[arcane-vagabond]

May I present…

“We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.” -Benjamin Franklin.

“…if they want to have a war, let it begin here.” -Captain John Parker.

“I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.” -Nathan Hale.

[sunlightmurdock]

what lurks beneath

or, in which the lonely sailor should have known never to tread so close to the edge so late at night

[lieutenantfloyd]

A small town romance with Hangman ♡

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

Happy Early Birthday!!! 🥳🎉🎂🎁

May I please request Hangman + outer space AU for the moodboard celebration? 🥰

Thank you and I'm so excited to see all the moodboards you come up with!

☆★→ 𝔸𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕖'𝕤 𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕧𝕪 𝟚𝟟 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ←★☆

oh vee 🥹💗 thank you so much for sending something in for my birthday celebration. Anybody ever read The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury?? No? Just me? Somehow makes space feel like familiar yet liminal space and that's kinda what I was going for here. Hope you like it!

[thiswaytwoinfinity]

it’s a bad idea, right? — a jake x reader story inspired by sleeping with other people

Jake Seresin doesn’t do commitment. He’s happy to love ‘em and leave ‘em, making it clear from the jump that he only wants something casual. But with his 35th birthday just behind him and a new, permanent assignment keeping him in one place, Jake is starting to chafe against the “playboy” label he used to embrace. So, he makes himself a promise: the next time he dates (or even hooks up with) someone, it’s going to be for keeps.  

Just after making that declaration, though, he runs into you — a former fling who has returned to San Diego after yet another agonizing situationship has left your heart broken and your pride wounded. Apprehensive of the dating scene and suspicious of Jake’s new vow of singledom, you decide to befriend him so you two can help each other on your respective journeys of self-discovery.

And despite your history, you both promise that everything will stay completely and totally platonic. Seriously. You mean it. There will be no funny business of any kind. In fact, you’re barely even attracted to one another …

What could go wrong?

Coming soon

[topgun-imagines]

Forget Me Not (iii)

Requested: no

Summary: Jake struggles with coming to terms with the loss of your baby. Even though he knows he has to tell you the truth, he can’t. Not yet.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: mentions of death, panic attacks, injuries, angst, headaches, memory loss, amnesia, miscarriage, hospitals.

Pairing: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x wife!reader

Previous part || Next part

When Jake stepped out of the room, the last thing he heard was your’s and Natasha’s laughter. The hinges of the heavy metal door creaked as it shut softly behind him. His eyes slipped shut and he breathed a heavy breath through his nose. What was he supposed to do? He had no idea whether you knew that you were pregnant before the accident or not. He also didn’t know if he should tell you that you were pregnant, let alone that you and Jake were married. After everything you had been through, you still looked so happy. How was he supposed to ruin that?

His chest felt tight and there was moisture in his eyes. Jake groaned. The man had hardly ever cried in his life. As far as he could remember, he had only cried twice. The first time was his eighth birthday. His mother had spent hours working on the perfect cake, decorated better than a professional ever could. It was supposed to be a relaxed evening, the Seresin family planning on simply enjoying their dinner together. That plan failed when Jake’s father returned home drunk, cussing out his mother for any reason he could think of. When a young Jacob Seresin tried to speak up in defence of his mother, bottles were thrown and his mother's beautiful cake was destroyed. A tear rolled down his cheek at the sight of his mother's hard work in shambles. The young boy was then lectured on how ‘men don’t cry’. From that moment forward, Jake made a conscious effort to never show weakness like that again.

The second time was on your wedding day. That morning, Jake had prepared himself to handle his emotions properly when the time came. But when he saw you walking down the aisle in that beautiful white dress that made you look like an angel, he couldn't help but let a few tears slip. You had smiled at him widely, tears of your own shining in your eyes as you walked down the aisle slowly. By the time you reached him, Jake had already had to dry his eyes twice on the handkerchief Rooster handed him.

Now, Jake had cried twice in the span of two days. At the thought of everything that had happened during those two days, he almost wanted to cry again. Had that accident not happened, he would be a father in seven months.

The door hinges groaned as it opened slowly. Bradley stepped into the hall and laid a comforting hand on Jake’s shoulder. “How you doing man?” He questioned gently. Jake sighed. Honestly, he had no idea how he was doing. On one hand, he was eternally grateful that you were okay. Even though you couldn’t remember him, he still thought that that was better than having to bury you. But on the other, he felt horrible. All he wanted was for you to be okay, and for you to have your memories back. But he knew that no matter what he did, he couldn’t make that happen for you. And that thought ripped him to shreds.

“I'm not sure,” His words were barely loud enough for Bradley to hear. Nonetheless, Bradshaw nodded in understanding. “How’r they doin’?” He motioned toward your room, where he could still hear you and Natasha chatting animatedly inside.

It was then that he remembered how you had instantly recognized Bradley. That was suddenly the only thought on his mind. Jake felt as if the room was closing in on him. Within seconds, his mouth was bone dry, his hands were shaking and it felt hard to breathe. It felt as if something was wrapping itself around Jake’s throat and squeezing until the pilot couldn’t take in breaths.

Bradley’s hand on his shoulder was what pulled him out of his spiralling state. He cleared his throat, wiping that same damn moisture from his eyes and avoided Bradley's concerned gaze. “‘M fine,” He murmured. The mustached pilot was still looking at Jake like there was something he wanted to say. “Spit it out, Bradshaw. ‘M not a damn mind reader.” Bradley hesitated.

“It’s just,” He started, weary of how Jake would respond to his words. “Are you ever gonna tell her the truth?” Bradley watched his friend for what felt like ages until his blank facial expression cracked. At this moment, Jake looked crazy. Even though there were tears welling in his eyes once more, the heartbroken pilot was laughing. His laugh was void of all humour. That wasn’t a laugh out of joy, one that Bradley had seen many times before. No, this was a laugh filled with pure pain. It was a laugh of irony.

Just as quick as he began laughing, Jake was quiet again. “I can’t,” He whispered, broken. “Not yet.” And just like that, Bradley accepted the answer. Did he think that Jake should tell you the truth? He wasn’t sure. Even Bradley knew the gravity of that decision. And he wasn’t even the one that had to make it.

The two of them were silent for the next few minutes. Neither of them knew what to say. Bradley had no idea how to comfort Jake. Sure, he had dealt with loss before, but it was nothing like this. The loss of his father at a young age and his mother a few years later hadn’t prepared him to watch two of his best friends struggle like this.

Just as Bradley was getting ready to make another comment, the door opened, revealing Pheonix. “She wants to see you.” She spoke to Jake with a soft smile. Immediately, Jake’s eyes lit up. Wordlessly, he stepped past her and into your room.

“Hi,” You grinned from the bed. Jake smiled sadly. Even hooked up to all kinds of monitors and covered in bandages, you still looked like an angel. He was breathless.

His smile was kind and his actions were slightly shaky as he moved to sit in the uncomfortable plastic chair. “Phoenix-” He started before correcting himself. “Natasha told me that you wanted to see me?” It was more of a question than a statement. His grin instantly grew when a rosy colour came over your cheeks.

Your fingers toyed with the scratchy sheets on the thin hospital mattress. “I was hoping that you could tell me more about us?” That made him freeze. When you noticed this you instantly began backtracking. “I mean, like, some stories from when we were in Miami.” Jake couldn’t turn you down, not when you were looking at him with those wide, curious eyes. He found himself smiling once again.

“Of course,” He muttered. It took the pilot a few seconds to think of a story that didn’t give away the fact that you were together. “Well, a few weeks after we met we ran into each other at the beach again,” You looked at him intrigued. “I finally got a day off and wanted to relax for a while. We hadn’t made plans to see each other and yet as I was stepping out of my truck I saw you in the parking lot.” With the exception of Jake’s soothing words, the room was silent.

He saw that familiar little smile growing on your face. That smile had to be his favourite sight in the whole world. “You were trying to carry so many things at once,” Your husband laughed quietly and smiled fondly at the memory. “You dropped a few things so I went to go help you. After that, we spent the rest of the day hanging out on the beach.”

“What did we do?” You whispered, almost breathless. You were transfixed by Jake, even though you couldn't figure out why. Jake’s words brought you a sense of calm that you hadn't felt in days.

Smiling, the pilot thought back to the events of that day. That was your first date. Jake remembered it like it was yesterday. “You wanted to look for seashells on the beach. You even had a little jar to collect them in. So, we spent hours walking down the beach. No matter how much you told me that I didn’t have to spend my day off with you, I told you that I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he wished that he would have taken them back. He knew that he needed to tell you the truth, but like he told Bradley, he couldn’t just yet.

But you only smiled. It didn’t matter that you couldn't remember him, his words just showed you exactly how much he cared about you. There was something comforting in knowing that after everything that happened in recent days, Jake still stuck by your side.

Jake continued to tell you about that day, not sparing any detail. He told you everything, down to the number of shells that you collected and the colours in the sunset later that night. The one thing that Jake left out was how you watched that sunset from a beach-front restaurant. It had taken Jake nearly an hour to convince you to go to dinner with him. But once you agreed, Jake had been sure to make it the most memorable night of your life.

Once Jake was finished telling his story, you were a blushing, joyful mess. You couldn’t even begin to describe the feeling that Jake’s words brought you. Just as you were about to thank Jake for sharing those memories with you, a sharp, shooting pain developed on the left side of your head. You hissed quietly, trying not to worry the aviator in front of you as you rubbed your temple.

“Jake?” Murmuring quietly, your eyes slipped shut as you drew his attention to you. He hummed, eyebrows furrowing. His heart dropped when he noticed the pained expression on your face. “Would you excuse me? I think I’m going to lie down for a few minutes.” Even though he didn't want to leave you, the pilot respected your wishes. The plastic chair creaked loudly as he stood up.

Wordlessly, your husband exited the room. He turned the lights off and closed the door softly. While Bradley and Natasha were waiting only a few feet away with hopeful smiles on their faces, Jake couldn’t bring himself to walk toward them. Their smiles slowly dropped as Jake walked quickly away from them. With one quick glance between each other, they rushed after him.

They had never seen Jake more determined than he was now. Still, they remained quiet as they followed him, not knowing that currently, your husband was desperate to find your doctor.

a/n: Thank you for all the love on this series! I hope you enjoyed. Requests are open :)

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