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[rainbow-universe]

Oooh I love flyboy!!

Flyboy (Part 1) | Jake Seresin x Reader Top Gun: Maverick - Jake Seresin x Reader Genre: romance; fluff; angst; best friends to lovers Warnings: general hangman being hangman; sexual tension; general cursing; will contain mentions of a break up / previous relationship; general use of pet names; fem!reader; pining; general naval / flying inaccuracies. Length: Mini-series, chaptered - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Epilogue

Summary: Jake gets called back to TOPGUN the same time you’ve been granted a sabbatical from work. He invites you, his purely platonic best friend of years, to live with him for 6 months and you accept. Just two best friends kicking it back for 6 months in San Diego, Fightertown USA, right?

Flyboy | Mini-Series Masterlist

(If you haven’t already seen them - blurbs and asks (one-shots coming soon) are also listed on the Flyboy masterlist!)

Flyboy - Part 1

Approximately 3.2k words

A/N: I know, the pacing for this is a bit slow, but I felt a little scene setting was necessary, we’ll get faster with pacing I promise.

-

I am taking a sabbatical

You had sent the text off without much thought before chucking your personal phone onto the corner of your desk. It was just a part of the usual routine you had with Jake where you each shot off the regular text update amidst each of your own busy lives, you with corporate America and he with the VFA-151 Vigilantes, the name of the squadron being something you remembered because he had made you memorise it the day he had been assigned.

“Yeah Jane?” You pick up the handset of your desk phone, silencing it after the second ring, your hands dropping from the keyboard of your computer.

“Jake Seresin on the line for you, shall I patch him through?” You eyebrows shoot up slightly in surprise, as you lean back in your chair.

“Yeah go ahead. Thanks Jane.” The dial tone is brief, before the familiar drawl crackles over your line.

“How long?”

“Why are you calling me on my office line Seresin.”

“You weren’t answering your mobile,” a reach for and flip of your personal phone reveals he is right, “how long?”

“6 months.” You exhale out as your fingers tug at the phone cord, attempting to untangle a knot that had formed.

“Any plans?”

“Not yet, thought I would get to planning after it got approved.”

“How does a trip to San Diego sound?”

-

It had taken a total of two minutes for him to persuade you over the phone to come out with him to San Diego for 6 months, but you had let him think it had been fifteen minutes on the phone plus a day. He had explained to you that TOPGUN had called him, along with the entire batch of aviators from the uranium mission, back to help run a 6 month programme during which they would help out with training a new batch of recruits. He had told you that it was orders from the Admiral after the near disaster of a success they had with the uranium mission. You wouldn’t admit, but you had felt your shoulders sag with tension you hadn’t even known you had been holding once you had learned that his role at TOPGUN this round, was far less dangerous than the usual role he played when TOPGUN came knocking.

The summer heat greets you in full force as you exit the airport, your feet stepping through the automated double doors. You raise a hand to shield your eyes from the glare as you roll your suitcases forward, eyes searching for the familiar light brown, almost blonde head of hair.

“Darlin did you bring the whole of New York here?” His voice cuts through the heat, and you can’t help the smile that slips onto your face as you drop your hand from above your eyes to meet the shaded eyes of Jake Seresin. The last time you had seen him in the flesh had been 5 months ago when he had appeared at your door, bottle of tequila and greasy fast food in hand, after your update that you had broken up with Dan, your boyfriend of three years.

“Thought you weren’t going to show.” You joke as he reaches forward for you, tugging you into a hug. His hands engulfing your shoulders, folding you into his body with ease, your hands twisting themselves around his midsection, your cheek pressed into his chest.

“Missed me?” You can hear the rumble of his voice through his chest, as he teases you, but squeezes tighter.

“Not that much.” You counter, as you breathe in, taking in the familiar scent that is Jake.

You had met Jake in high school, long before he had become Jake “Hangman” Seresin. Jake had always been Jake, confident, hot-headed, and sure of himself, but Jake was also well, Jake - your version of Jake, sweet, caring, and goofy. Your friendship had been an unlikely one, you the new transfer student who had moved during the middle of the school year, and Jake Seresin, the popular brown hair, almost blonde kid with the green eyes.

Your family had moved in next door to the Seresin household, and you, as an uprooted teenager, mad about having to move in the middle of the school year when you only had a year and a half more to go, had spent the late afternoons coming home from school pounding the pavement, running laps around the neighbourhood to take out your frustration. It was, as you had thought, better than sitting at home listening to your mother talk to you about “smiling more, trying to make friends, and make the best of the rest of high school”.

Jake had seen you running each afternoon since you had moved in. You didn’t look it, but you were fast, and getting faster. It had been a sweltering Thursday afternoon when he had laced up his running shoes, and fallen into step beside you as you whizzed past his house, on the third lap of your run around the neighbourhood. He hadn’t know what had possessed him, but he had to know if you were any faster than him. You remember throwing him the side eye, and picking up your pace, music pounding in your ears as you both ran laps around the neighbourhood, him matching your pace, and you keeping his.

You were both winded and drenched in sweat at the end of that run, with you ripping off your headphones to him introducing himself in between pants, with a “I’m Jake. You’re fast.”, and the rest well, the rest was history. You both had gone on to become inseparable throughout high school, even going on to graduate from the same college, before you went your separate ways, him to the Navy, and you falling into your life in corporate America. But you always kept in touch, him flying out to see you in New York, you to him, or both of you back home, when you had the time.

“Lying isn’t a good look for you.” He finally breaks away from you, smirk on his face as he takes over both your suitcases from you.

“I think this is a good look for me.” You reach over, plucking his aviators off his face with ease to slip them onto your face as he squints at the sudden glare of sunlight on his face, his hair - sans gel - flopping across his forehead.

“Not a chance.” He snorts as he tugs your suitcases along with ease, navigating both your way through the crowds and towards his truck where you bend, ready to hoist and load your luggage into the back of his truck, when he cuts in, hand over yours, halting you.

“These aren’t only for show you know.” He says as he flexes an arm in front of you, causing his bicep to bunch beneath the sleeve of his shirt.

“Ever the southern gentleman.” You drawl as you bat your lashes at him. You do it in jest, and he knows, but it still earns you a grin before he loads your suitcases onto his truck.

“Ready?” He asks you as you both shut yourselves into his truck.

“As I’ll ever be.” You nod as you buckle yourself into the seat, a nod of your head lining up with the click of the seatbelt into the clasp. “Fightertown USA, here we come.”

You keep your eyes trained on the road in front of you as you settle back into the seat, your gaze still shielded by the aviators you had earlier stolen. It causes you to miss the look on Jake’s expression before he pulls the car out of park. Soft, a mixture of peace, promise, yearning, excitement and wonderment. He manages to quickly wipe it off his face, replacing the look with his trademark smirk as you turn to glance at him for a second.

-

“It’s cute.” You say as you step through the threshold of the house, pushing Jake’s aviators to rest on the top of your head.

“It isn’t what you are used to.” He follows behind, your luggages in tow. “No shiny glass and sleek corners.”

“Everything I need a break from.” You say as you peer out of a window that offers you a view into the back of the house which boasts grass and a boundary of white picket fence.

“The rest have houses around too.” He closes the door behind him. “I’ll introduce you tonight.”

Bringing the group back as instructors for 6 months came with perks. The Navy had offered them each a choice of accommodation between staying in dorms on base, or in a Navy owned house situated in a closed off Navy gated community a 20 minute drive away from base, which was another 25 minutes away from town. Needless to say, they had all picked the house.

“Tonight?” You echo, as you dump your purse down on the sofa before collapsing back onto it. “I could have plans.”

The sofa sinks as Jake settles in, throwing himself onto the space beside you. He turns his head, cheek smushed against the back of the sofa as he looks at you, brow raised.

“Oh yeah?” You nod and he continues. “Got a hot date lined up that I don’t know about?”

You place a hand on your chest, pretend gasp coming out of your mouth.

“Are you doubting my pull Seresin?”

“No need to doubt darlin,” he pauses, “I’m not sure you even have pull.” He throws out and reaches forward to pluck his shades off the top of your head to place them on their rightful place, the top of his head.

“No pull?” You huff as you sit up to glare at him. “You aren’t the only only one with pull Seresin.” You roll your eyes as you reach out, to deliver a swat to his chest. “You’ll see, I’ll have muscled flyboy on my arm soon enough.”

You hand connects with hard muscle, and just as you are about to retract your arm, his hand is on yours, a warm palm engulfing your four fingers in a lazy hold.

“Muscled flyboy?”

��Tanned, nice body, flies a plane, you know. We are in Fightertown USA after all.” You let your hand, which is still against his chest, engulfed in his grip, sag. “You know, one of you, but not you.”

It is his turn to let his mouth drop open, fake gasp not dissimilar to yours earlier, falling from his lips.

“An imitation me? How dare you settle for less.”

His reaction makes you laugh, the sound which makes him smile. You attempt to pull your hand out of your his grip, only to be met with resistance as he holds it steady against his chest.

“What would the alternative be Jakey?” You play on his dreaded childhood nickname, one that only his mother used, emphasising the word as the name as it rolls of your tongue. It makes him groan, his nose wrinkling up in distaste. “You?” You ask jokingly, as your eyes narrow in effort as you continue to attempt to tug your hand out of his.

He lifts your hand off his chest, his grip fully wrapping around your fingers as he tugs both your hands sideways. It makes you lurch forward in surprise, your body stumbling forward from the sudden force, body crashing into his. He releases your hand, his hands steadying you by the waist as you stretch your hands out to find balance - one landing on shoulder, the other on his chest.

“What’s wrong with me?” He breathes out, his voice quiet. You take in his features, his hair, eyes, nose, lips, your face inches from him as your breath catches in your throat at the proximity.

“You’re - you’re..” you stammer, your voice barely a murmur as his body, hard and muscled beneath your hands, becomes painfully obvious, his hands on your waist, feeling as if they could burn through your top.

“You’re an asshole.” You manage to wrangle out, voice suddenly loud as you tear yourself away from him, using his body as leverage to push yourself off, twisting out of his grasp. He lets his hands fall away as you stumble to a straightened position, your face burning from the interaction.

“And that,” he winks, “is pull, both literally and figuratively.”

It makes you curse as you flip him off, before quickly spinning on your heel. You dart over to grab one of your suitcases before wheeling it down the short hallway towards the rooms, determined to find yours. His laughter rings out after you and you glorify it with a shout back of “asshole”, but you don’t fail to note, funnily enough, your heart pounding hard in your chest against your ribs.

-

“What if they all hate me.” You trudge towards The Hard Deck, your sandals crunching over a mixture of gravel and sand.

“They won’t.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Then we’ll ditch them. Boring bunch anyway.” He says dismissively, as he waves a hand in the air.

It makes you chuckle, because if the loud shouts and music coming from the bar a distance away was anything to go buy, boring was something you were sure they were most definitely not.

“Can’t have you ditching the friends you just mended fences with now can we.” You muse, clearly aware that the uranium mission had repaired and made Jake’s relationship with the group of pilots in the bar. It wasn’t hard for you to understand why he hadn’t been the most well liked by the group - Jake had a tendency to be cocky, not the best team player, something he took pride in projecting, but you knew that when push came to shove, when the situation called for it, he would never put himself before the team - something the others had come to realise with the last mission.

“S’alright, why also do you think I brought you along to San Diego?” He slings an arm around your shoulders and it takes all of you not to tense up, the memory from earlier in the day, the proximity of your face to his, and dare you say, the tension, ringing fresh in your mind. His skin is warm against your bare shoulders, the sundress you have on held up by two thin straps.

“I see you wanted me for a stand-in friend.” You hum as he pulls you against him, his laughter now something you can feel with your body against his.

“Got that much right, c’mon stand-in.” He drops his arm from your shoulders as he pulls open the door of The Hard Deck for you, gesturing you in.

-

As you had predicted, the aviators are most definitely not a boring bunch, and as Jake had predicted, they most certainly did not hate you. You were already informed of their names and call signs, thanks to Jake’s regular updates, and all it had taken was for you to match names and call signs to face, Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, Robert “Bob” Floyd, Reuben “Payback” Fitch, Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia, Javy “Coyote” Machado, Natasha “Pheonix” Trace, and Pete “Maverick” Mitchell.

They had welcomed you into the fold as one of their own easily, and even more so after Payback had declared that you were “sweet”, and “didn’t know how you put up with Hangman”. It earned you a round of cheers, and a shot shoved into your hand, which you happily threw down your throat along with the rest of them.

“Oh shut up Bagman.” Phoenix shouts from across the pool table, and it makes you snort with laughter as you echo her words.

“Yeah, Bagman, shut up.” Your echo earns you a hoot from Rooster, and cheers from the rest of the team. You grin, and Jake rolls his eyes, smile on his face.

“Wait till we get in the air Trace. We’ll see who is the one shutting up.” It earns him a boo from Phoenix and you take a swig of beer, shaking your head in amusement. Aviators - they were just like overgrown children when they were together.

“You’re rude Bagman.” You say to Jake as you put your bottle down, the rest of the group’s attention now on Rooster and Fanboy who decided to have an impromptu arm wrestling contest hosted by Maverick, their attention falling off you and Jake who are seated on bar stools, towards the side of the pool table.

“Jake.” He corrects as he looks down at you while casually leaning back against the wall behind him.

“I like Bagman.” You say and you see the small furrow that creases between his brows.

“Jake.” He asserts again and you move to take another swig of beer, only to find your bottle empty.

“You’re so bossy, Bagman.” You slide off your stool into a stand, your intention to retrieve another beer from the bar, when a hand encircles your waist, coming to rest on your front, pulling you into the space between his legs, your back connecting with his front his lips just millimeters away from your ear.

“It’s Jake to you.” His voice rumbles, deep, and you can feel his lips graze your earlobe as he speaks. It raises goosebumps on your flesh immediately and you can’t help the involuntary shudder that runs down your body. The hand that he has pressed against your midsection creates a pressure that goes straight down to your core.

“Jake.” You utter, struggling to keep your voice steady, and he releases you, allowing you to step out from in between his legs.

“Good girl.” He smirks, taking a swig of his own beer, acting as if nothing had happened. You pull on a scowl, to disguise the beating of your heart in your ears, and the thrumming in your core.

“I’m going to get another beer, Jake,” you emphasise his name on purpose, to which he only winks, “want anything?”

“I’m good, still gotta drive you home.”

-

“Another beer please.”

The bartender, Penny, pops open a bottle before sliding it across the counter to you. You hand over your card, but she shakes her head.

“It’s on the house. Heard from Mav that you’ll be here the whole 6 months?”

“That’s me.” You hum as you offer her a smile of thanks.

“Penny.” She introduces herself, and you return the favour, introducing yourself back to her.

“I also hear you are here with Hangman.” She says, her eyes floating across your head over to Jake, whose gaze, unbeknownst to you, has been trained firmly on you since you walked away from him. “You two got a thing going on?”

Her ask makes the heat rise on your face, the two earlier incidents of the day floating to mind. Jake had always been flirty throughout your friendship, it was just in your character, but this time, something felt different. You shake your head, quickly and furiously, as if to dispel your own thoughts.

“We’re friends,” you assert, half for your own benefit, and half for hers, “been friends since high school.”

“I see.” She takes you in, her gaze kind, as she nods slowly in response. Penny doesn’t comment more, but chooses instead to offer you a warm smile. “Stop by more often will you? I get sick of being around these aviators all the time.”

It earns her a laugh from you, both of you looking to the group you had left as cheers erupt, with Maverick holding up Fanboy’s fist in the air.

“Well I guess we know who won the arm wrestle.” You mumble, and Penny chuckles, ending with a long suffering sigh.

“I guess we do.”

-

>> PART 2

[seresinhangmanjake]

Fic Rec Masterlist

As requested, here is the list of all the fics recommended for my road trip :) Thank you to everyone who sent them in!

*if I missed any, let me know*

Many of these are 18+ and please read any warnings

Jake "Hangman" Seresin:

Damn Those Dog tags - @horseshoegirl (series)

Don't Hang'em Til Noon - @sailor-aviator (series)

If You Please - @the-authoress-writes (one-shot)

This is Only Temporary - @lenafromthenordiccoven (mini-series)

The Backup - @ereardon (series; in progress)

Snowed In - @ereardon (mini-series)

Sleepy Baby - @discount-shades (series)

Contract Spouse - @discount-shades (series)

Dead or Alive - @discount-shades (series)

Fuck: The Universe - @roosterbruiser (series)

Snitches Get Stitches - @goldenseresinretriever (series)

Oh, Deer - @wkndwlff (one-shot)

She Blinded Me with Science - @wkndwlff (one-shot)

Pulled Strings - @missathlete31 (one-shot)

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw:

it's a slow build, baby, until afterburn - @callsign-madusa (series)

Terms of Endearment - @ohtobeleah (series)

The Actress and The Aviator - @greenorangevioletgrass (series)

That Summer - @ereardon (series)

Golden Hour - @ereardon (series; also with Bob; in progress)

Cruel Summer - @roosterbruiser (series; with Jake)

Cardinal Rule - @mamachasesmayhem (series; in progress)

Heavy is the Head - @mamachasesmayhem (series; in progress)

Honeyverse - @mamachasesmayhem (series)

Je te Laisserai Des Mots - @jupitercomet (series)

How You Play the Game - @roosterforme (series)

The Boyfriend Experience - @notroosterbradshaw (series)

Sunday Scaries - @wkndwlff (one-shot)

Bottoms Up - @wkndwlff (one-shot)

Ao3:

Wingmen - TheDarkSeaofSecrets

My Brother's Best Friend - Lyndun407

The Mission - Lyndun407

Recommended Masterlists:

Masterlist - @roosterforme

Masterlist - @wkndwlff

Masterlist - @bobfloydsbabe

Masterlist - @demxters

Masterlist - @hangmanssunnies

Masterlist - @top-hhun

@talkfastromance4

Masterlist - @callsign-phoenix

Masterlist - @kryptonitejelly

Masterlist - @callsigndragon

@callsignlucky

Masterlist - @jupitercomet

Masterlist - @beyondthesefourwalls

[sheismadness]

jake "hangman" seresin favorites

top gun: maverick

one shots

He Did Everything Right - @justfandomwritings

nothing but a gentleman. - @simpforrooster

The Thing About Forever - @phoenixsbby

Rather Be With You - @seresinhangmanjake

Perfect for Me, Baby - @seresinhangmanjake

sunshine - @vivalas-vega

Jingle of The Bells - @seresinhangmanjake

Importance - @angstybluejay

Twin Fire Signs - @beyondthesefourwalls

homecoming - @blue-aconite

Carried Me With You - @ultralightpoe

Can't Let You Go - @seresinhangmanjake

Just a Little Weak - @seresinhangmanjake

Thank God For You - @thewulf

series

Cuel Summer - @roosterbruiser

Silver Springs - @roosterbruiser

baby, i'm high octane - @laracrofted

FUCK: THE UNIVERSE - @roosterbruiser

LOVING YOU IS... - @demxters

Flyboy - @kryptonitejelly

bruises - @ohtobeleah

Mr. Right Now - @roosterforme

Was It Over? - @ohtobeleah

Contract Spouse - @discount-shades

To Be a Man - @tip-top-cloud-surfer

My Girl - @ereardon

Slow Burn - @ereardon

Snowed In - @ereardon

D-Day - @trickphotography2

The Danger Zone - @tip-top-cloud-surfer

Operation Apollo - @sunlightmurdock

[radiant-reid]

any fic recommendations ?? love ur blog ❤️

after the events of yesterday, i'd love the chance to spread some CM love. i tried to do fics rather than masterlists but most of these writers have their masterlist linked or in their bio. i'm missing a hundred people so send me a message if there's fics you want me to add PLEASE READ EACH WRITER'S WARNINGS/RULES. *denotes smut fics

spencer reid

Milburn Seven Months by @aperrywilliams

Here + Velvet by @wtfevenismypage

all signs point to yes the break-up box two’s a crowd, three’s a party *by @wheelsup

what happens in California* by @spencersawkward

Stumbling Home…Alone ….to end up with you (all well that ends well happy ending version) Secret Life by @reidsbookclub

Babies and New Beginnings In The Middle Of The Night * by @samuel-de-champagne-problems

Mirror* by @sinfulspencer

THE BOY’S A SLAG* GODPARENTS* + GODPARENTS II by @eideticmemory

Oh Baby! by @fortheloveofwonderland

Not Your Backup by @imagining-in-the-margins

Clean + Clean, PT. 2 by @ofwilliamandwalter

spencer reid sfw alphabet by @candlesandsoftrain

Is a Home still a Home? * Only her * by @little-diable

A Real Father's Love Drunk on You Room 405 by @smurphyse

I Would Never Fall + Unless It’s You I Fall Into by @reidscanehand

“i want to love someone and be loved” / part 2 how to ask a girl out by @spacedikut

eros & thanatos by @reidamancy

Through the Smoke by @homoose

Goodbye Forever, Until Next Time by @mercy-burning

night shift by @behindyourbarrette

loving you was red collection by @writer-in-theory

36 Questions to Fall in Love by @boldlyvoid

flick, flick, burn this vast empty space, picture perfect by @literaila

aaron 'hotch' hotchner

Fluffy Feb event masterlist by @hotchs-bitch masterlist by @doctorstethoscope masterlist by @honeybrowne

Yes, Mr President * Wonderstruck by @doctorstethoscope

In the Suburbs * by @hoe4hotchner

Ivy * enemies to lovers blurb by @greg-montgomery

On the Road Again * The Stranger Next Door * Wish You Were Here + Back to You Meet The Hotchners by @ssahotchswife

Come Back Home by @hotched

As Long as You Want Me by @spacecowboyhotch

"Agent" by @kryptonitejelly

Wasteland, Baby by @heliotropehotch

Big Dick Energy * by @maybege

Good For Him Reckless (21.7k words, go read rn) by @ptersparkers

Never Do That Again * by @fatecantstopme

delicate by @bbq-chipz

hard-headed painfully professional another man's jeans * by @honeypiehotchner

When one door closes, try to take the girl home by @azenpal

like real people do + i'll crawl home to you (you'll cry your eyes out, be warned) by @ssahotchhner

New Mom by @marvelslut16

My Love I Can't Hide + I Wanna Hold Your Hand by @reidscanehead

Rossi's Neighbour by @capturedminds

The 30th * Truth or Dare * by @little-diable

Surprise Visit * by @wheelsupkels

I Love You More* by @ssamorganhotchner

Perfect for Me Marry Me? Baby Drunk by @hotch-stufff

Aaron, I’m Pregnant by @ssahotchsbitch

[rainydayathogwarts]

My favourite fics from other authors!!

MCU:

daisies - peter parker by @starktonyx

As it was - Steve x reader, Bucky x reader by @heli0s-writes

Never again - bucky barnes by @houseravenclaws

tap - bucky barnes by @houseravenclaws

the box - peter parker by @waitimcomingtoo

incorrect quotes ft. peter x y/n by @eunoiathewriter

begging with scott lang by @ragnarachel

trouble in paradise - peter parker by @ptergwen

your mess - peter parker by @peterbenjiparker

stark!reader x peter by @ptergwen

phone sex blurb w peter by @sgrantsgf

twenty bucks Peter parker by @deathbyathousandspiders

Harry Potter

interrupted - neville longbottom by @nevillesimp

the one that got away - harry potter by @george-fabian-weasley

angry love confession in the rain - sirius black by @salazarslytherin

jealousy, jealousy - james potter by @letterstotheflre

Poly!marauders smut by @strawberrysodaslut

New people - James Potter by @ddejavvu

A date? - James Potter by @iamgonnagetyouback

Hopelessly in love - James Potter by @marauroon

Criminal Minds

Touch starved - Spencer Reid by @donald4spiderman

Your relationship with Hotch is exposed by @ddejavvu

You walk in on Spencer talking to his fish by @radiant-reid

You obsess over Hotch and he overhears EVERYTHING by @kryptonitejelly

The team finds out you and Hotch are married by @kryptonitejelly

Jack calls you 'momma', outing you and Hotch's relationship by @kryptonitejelly

Another one where Jack outs you and hotch's relationship by @kryptonitejelly

A third one where jack outs your relationship with Hotch by @kryptonitejelly

The one where everyone finds out - You and Spencer (reid) are in love but you just don't know. by @reidscanehand

Don't think I don't like you - Spencer Reid by @luveline

Reid wears Glasses - Spencer Reid by @luveline

The fear of falling apart - Spencer Reid by @pathologicalreid

Lipstick trail - Aaron Hotchner by @ddejavvu

Stranger things

Whispering dirty things into Eddie's ear as a dare by @erosso

Eddie being pussy drunk - Eddie Munson by @subbypeterparker

Admiring Steve Harrington by @masmybeloved (deactivated acc)

Three's a crowd, but four's a party - Eddie, Steve, Robin x reader by @glasvera

Out loud - Eddie Munson by @iheartyouyou

Billy Hargrove noticing the little things by @fbfh

Bi!fem!reader x steve harrington by @eufezco

Eddie and daughter!Roan x reader series by @luveline

Dead wrong - Steve Harrington by @lucasnclair

The fair - Eddie Munson by @lovebugism

Celebrities

Chris being in love with Y/N for 7 mins video by @astranva

You'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me - Tom Holland by @waitimcomingtoo

Thirst tweets with Chris Evans and Y/N L/N by @put-trash-here

The friendship test - Joseph Quinn by @magicchai

ground rules - Joesph Quinn by @icallhimjoey

[blue-aconite]

Assume all content is 18+. minors DNI.

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☆ suggestive themes/smut | ♡ fluff | ♤ angst | ♢ hurt/comfort

Personal Favourites:

The House We Share | series | jake seresin x reader | @hangmanssunnies ↳ absolute masterpiece. i've lost count of how many times i've read this fic.

My Girl | series | jake seresin x oc | @ereardon ↳ i obsessed about this fic and it remains one of my favourites.

Loving You Is | series | jake seresin x reader | @demxters ↳ all i can say is that i am in love with this series. obsessively in love.

Winter | series | jake seresin x reader | @demxters ↳ this hits all the right spots and is so good.

Cold Cash Divine | series | jake seresin x reader | @seresinsweetie ↳ undoubtedly one of the most stunning fics i've ever read.

Who Did This To You? | one-shot | jake seresin x reader | @justfandomwritings↳ first fanfic i read for the top gun fandom. i always come back to it. fantastic.

Caught In A Riptide | series | jake seresin x reader | @jupitercomet ↳ incredible adorable and funny at the same time.

Exile. | one-shot | @writercole ↳ this one simply broke my heart into a thousand pieces.

Always a Bridesmaid | one-shot | @sugarcoated-lame ↳ i can read this over and over, forever.

Jake Seresin x reader:

I Would Walk 10,000 Miles To You | one-shot | @hangmanssunnies ↳ it's just one of those fics you read and immediately love.

Parking Spots Universe | series | @withahappyrefrain ↳ i always come back to this one when i'm feeling sad and need to be cheered up. and it always helps.

Somewhere Out There is Somebody | two-part | @a-reader-and-a-writer ↳ i just love this one a whole lot. more than i can explain.

The Layover | series | @seresinsweetie ↳ sexy and so so good.

Met You At The Sea | series | @seresinsweetie ↳ all time favourite.

The Little Moments In Life | one-shot | @seresinsweetie ↳ my heart always constricts while reading this but in the best way.

The Don't Impress Me Much | series | @imjess-themess ↳ witty, funny and amazing. ceo jake is my favourite jake.

Home Is Where The Heart Is | series | @imjess-themess ↳ i had a lot of ups and downs emotionally while reading this and it remains one of my favourites.

Flyboy Universe | series | @kryptonitejelly ↳ one of the first series i read. very well written and i adore it.

De-instigating the Instigator | one-shot | @jupitercomet ↳ cute, fluffy and adorable.

One New Voicemail | series | @jupitercomet ↳ i love this fic almost as much as i love food, which is a lot.

Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes | one-shot | @hederasgarden ↳ it's hot. this is one of my favourites because it was the start of a treasured friendship.

Oh, Baby | series | @seresinhangmanjake ↳ it broke my heart and then healed it. very lovely.

Touch and Go | one-shot | @seresinhangmanjake ↳ one of the first fics i read. idiots in love/miscommunication trope hits so good.

The Best Benefits | series | @writercole ↳ hands down one of the best series i've ever read.

Ask Me Again | one-shot | @writercole ↳ cute lil fic that just brings a smile to my face

Lucky Piece | series | @wildbornsiren ↳ i remember reading this and wishing that i one day could achieve something so beautiful.

August Slipped Away | series | @antiquitea ↳ i blushed when reading this, but in a good way. i find it weirdly soothing.

Alone With All Your Letters | one-shot | @roosterforme ↳ first this broke my heart. then it healed it. and then i blushed a lil.

Silver Springs | series | @roosterbruiser ↳ !!!!! just go read this, you won't be disappointed.

Under the Radar | series | @princessmisery666 ↳ incredibly well-written. i remember falling in love with the plot right away.

Contract Spouse | series | @discount-shades ↳ so soft. so heartbreaking. so amazing.

You Left Me No Choice But To Stay Here Forever (Right Where You Left Me) | one-shot | @sunderlust ↳ this one holds a special place in my heart. it's my comfort fic.

Jake Seresin x OC:

The Off-Season | series | @ereardon ↳ i don't think i've gone through as many emotions as i have while reading this

The Echo (or the answer) | series | @anniesocsandgeneralstore ↳ epic. i hold this series very dear to my heart.

Jake and Flick | series | @teacupsandtopgun ↳ insanely good. each instalment is a new adventure.

Turning Tables | series | @bobfloydsbabe ↳ i love this series an unhealthy amount.

Bradley Bradshaw x reader:

The Lucky One | series | @demxters ↳ frat brad owns my heart.

Bob Floyd x OC:

Happy Little Accidents | series | @yanna-banana ↳ incredibly well-written and makes me feel a certain way.

Inspired by @bobfloydsbabe's wonderful FIC REC FRIDAY - go check hers out and spread the love ♥

banner & divider made by @bobfloydsbabe

[callsign-fangirl]

Rooster B as text post?

@theharddeck @hangmanshoney @bradshawass @bradshawsbaby @callsign-phoenix @callsignuncle @bradleybeachbabe @sebsxphia @katcoquette @fanboygarcia @callsignvalley @top-hhun @malewifebillcage @iguana-braces @javihoney @justalonelyslytherin @happilycameron @kryptonitejelly @rhettabbotts @zablife @clints-lucky-arrow @wildbornsiren @pixlerelish @mothdruid @murrdxcks @fuckyeahhangman @daggerspare-standingby @birdy-bat-writes @mayhemmanaged @dragon-kazansky @garnette-gal @topguncortez @mxgyver @potato-girl99981 @robertcallsignbobfloyd @babyrooster @b-bradshaw @icemavsupremacy @callsign-viper @roostersteeth @cycbaby @rooster-84 @bobfloydsbabe

[kaylasficrecs]

draco malfoy recs

we're okay | imagine, flangst | @weaselbrownie

a painful love | imagine, flangst | @shysneeze

vulnerable love | two shot, angst | @shysneeze (this is part 2)

missed smiles | imagine, flangst | @shysneeze

cramps | imagine, fluff | @dreamingonfilm

our little secret | imagine, fluff | @keykeep

how could i ever forget? | one shot, flangst | @talesofadragon

even if it's dark | one shot, flangst | @talesofadragon

let me see it | imagine, flangst | @fanficflaneuse

one hand one heart | imagine, angst | @i-cant-type-help

a lifetime with him | drabble, flangst | @draconisxcaput

my girl | imagine, fluffy flangst | @slytherin-2-mychamber

seems right | imagine, fluff | @darling-i-read-it

compromises | imagine, fluff | deactivated blog

moment of happiness | imagine, flangst | @heloisedaphnebrightmore

a malfoy and a potter | imagine, fluff | @mrsmikaelsxn

deepest desire | imagine, flangst | @multific

lovestruck | imagine, flangst | @mrsmikaelsxn

busy bee | imagine, fluff | @cloudybarnes

my bleeding heart | one shot, flangst | @sundrop-writes

doyouwanttogototheballwithme? | imagine, fluff | @toothfa-1-ry

ex best friend | imagine, flangst | @cloudybarnes

buy me presents | one shot, fluff | @writingsbychlo

midnight library | imagine, smut | @sagewritings

flower power | one shot, fluff | @lexamiele

the malfoy signet ring on your finger | imagine, fluff | @kryptonitejelly

odd one out | one shot, fluff | @panda-noosh

engraved | one shot, angsty flangst | @dracowars

silence | imagine, flangst | @dracowars

fighter | imagine, flangst (more angst) | @dracowars

so american | imagine, fluff | @lqveharrington

[cosmiccsun]

SONNY CARISI FIC REC

POSTED A NSFW VERSION HERE ➡️ sonny carisi nsfw fics rec

Archive of Our Own

Change by TennantsLittleKitten on Ao3

You’ve been hired by SVU for the summer to manage their backlog of paperwork...but this Carisi guy never ceases to make your eyes roll or your blood boil. Will things change as the summer goes by?

The Finish Line by ThatEsqCrush on Ao3

You and Sonny signed up for the NYC Marathon. And Sonny Carisi is worth every mile.

Bittersweet Symphony by Twentysomethingloser92 on Ao3

After the events of 'Undiscovered Country", you woke up in an empty bed and an apology note from the one person you thought would never leave, Rafael Barba. Weeks of unanswered calls, texts and emails you come to discover that you're pregnant, and the one person who stands by your side throughout isn't the man you thought it would be.

Perfect / Love Won’t Die by cathrrrine on Ao3

Sonny happily holds the bouquet of flowers he bought for his girlfriend only for her to open the door and start crying. He immediately panics, but soon finds himself amused when she reveals the true reason for her tears.

Mixed Signals by thisisnottheaccountyourelookingfor on Ao3

Y/N's loosing sleep over her first testimony with the SVU; while she's taking steps toward being better behind the microphone, her partner is looking out for her in anyway he can. Her feelings are wrapped up with her thoughts, can she untangle them before they get too much to handle?

Lovesick by bibard on Ao3

Carisi offers (Y/n) some dating advice, which leads to Rollins offering (Y/n) an unrequested second opinion.

TUMBLR RECS

fics and hc

the blessing of home & love by @squadmuse

domestic HCs by @squadmuse

sonny's niece loves you by @storiesofsvu

pillowtalk by @kryptonitejelly

realizing he's in love by @kryptonitejelly

first kiss by @kryptonitejelly

more than just my intern by @altsvu

fluff HCs by @smartycvnt

I need a place to stay by @tropes-and-tales-archives

I Mustcahe You a Question by @thewritetofreespeech

single mother!reader by @smartycvnt

dad HCs by @daddydoddsjr

getting into an accident by @wouldpollyapprove

motocycle au by @carisi-dreams

set you free by @stephydearestxo

meant to be by @im-just-a-mississippi-girl

having a bad day by @qvid-pro-qvo

masterlists

svu characters masterlist by @hiddndaydreams

sonny carisi masterlist by @bullet-prooflove

masterlist by @squadmuse

series

bittersweet symphony by @thirtysomethingloser92

[Not] Guilty by @escapingrealtiylovinginsanity

[mandylove1000]

Mandy’s moots call really fast

Ok so i know I’ve been slacking on here for a while. I’m currently super into nhl and nfl reads 🫣 don’t ask cause baby I don’t know. I also just wantetd to say that I appreciate you and just being done with today already

Anyway this is literally me just telling you that I might not be here for a few days. I might step back from socials and just kind of relax because going from 3 to 1 dogs in under a year is gonna be hard for me. I lost my oldest dog(Bella) in October and she was my girl I had had her since I was like 13. The next oldest dog (Penelope) is getting put down today cause her health is declining and she’s honestly suffering at this point and it’s not fair to her.

So if you see I’m less active than I already have been that’s why. I’m gonna have a shit time for the next little while. Anyways love you guys

@imjess-themess @writercole @princessphilly @reels-and-wheels @3tabbiesandalab @bradshawswife @writing-and-wondering @coconutcordiale @wildbornsiren @princessmisery666 @callsign-fox @honeybrowne @midnightdevotion @writingdumpster @cycbaby @kryptonitejelly @ssahotstuff @saradanversrogers @evansrogerskitten @dragon-kazansky @fanboygarcia @jackiequick @ereardon @thefloweringstars @justfandomwritings @mothdruid @coyotesamachado @glodessa @notroosterbradshaw @theharddeck @sebsxphia @rhettabbotts @ohtobeleah @peachystenbrough @bobby-r2d2-floyd @milesdickpic @roosterscockpit @stargazing15 @intoanotherworld23 @midsummereve1993 @roosterforme @playboystark @chaotichotchnergoblin @hallecarey1 @roosterscockpit @just-in-case-iloveyou @saylorsaysstop @intoanotherworld23 @nol-pat @heavenlyhischier @hugshughesy @riffheartsgraziella

[rainbow-universe]

Love this!!

hi!! for the blurb ideas i have one for hotch! maybe the reader knocking on his door and him opening only to see them hurt...and they have a “who did this to you” moment 🥺 even better if the reader thought that hotch wouldn't care but he loses his mind! thank you ❤❤❤

A/N: I dont think this is exactly on point, but here it is! 💕

Requests for blurbs currently open here.

“Come in.” He responds to the knock on his office door as he would to any other.

You turn the doorknob to his office, wincing slightly at the amplified throb of pain that shoots through your shoulder the moment you raise your hand. Taking a breath, you shake it off before stepping past the threshold of his office.

“We got the hard drive Jenkins was looking for, Garcia is going through it now and copying out the information before we get it back to trafficking.” You update him, not waiting for him to look up from the report he was scribbling his name onto in a sign off.

“Great, tha-” He drops his pen, lips moving in response as he finally looks up at you. His words however, die on his lips when he takes in the bruise blossoming across your cheekbone, the blood that has dried on your split bottom lip, and the uneven height in your shoulders which he knows is tell tale of injury.

“Who did this to you?” His features harden into a frown and his lips draw themselves out into an angry line.

“I - uh, got into a fight with one of the unsubs.” You falter slightly at the dark flash that thunders across his eyes, your palms slicking with sweat as your nerves bubble up. You are entirely unsure of why he is getting so worked up.

He pushes himself off his chair, and strides across to you. Before you can even comprehend what is happening, he is tugging you further into his office, his hand pressing his office door shut, eyes examining the bruise on your face, and the cut on your lip, before trickling down to focus on your shoulder.

“Have you seen the medic?“

“Not really, the scene was chaos, and some of the counterterrorism agents were pretty badly hurt, so -”

“Sit.” He interupts and points towards the couch in his office. You think to protest, but the throbbing of your shoulder coupled with the ache blooming across your cheekbone and lip cause you to shut your mouth and comply.

“I send you with Morgan, the human version of a battering ram and you come back cut and bruised?” He grouses quietly and you find yourself biting down on the inside of your cheeks to swallow a chuckle.

He pulls out a first aid kit from the bottom drawer of his desk and comes to sit beside you.

“This will sting.” He warns as he tears open a packet of antiseptic swabs. Before you know it, a large warm hand is cupping your face, fingers swiping the antiseptic square gently across your lip. It stings, as warned, and you can’t help the involuntary wince of your expression and shudder that runs through your body.

“Be still.” He murmurs, and heat rises in your face as you feel the pad of his thumb brush across your jaw. He moves to retrieve another antiseptic wipe, repeating the similar motion across the bruise on your cheekbone. You wince again, confirming the presence of multiple mini lacerations across the skin of your bruise and again, you feel his thumb stroke across your jaw. Surely he had just meant to be comforting, but your skin feels like it is on fire.

“Hotch, I can do this on my own.” The back of your neck prickles with electricity as you realise just how close you both are to each other.

“Will it kill you to be still?” He questions, his tone mildly exasperated, and his gaze slides to meet yours. Your eyes lock with his, and suddenly his fingers feel like they are burning hot coals against your skin.

His thumb is now stroking circles onto your jaw, and your mind is spinning, with questions and a tinge of yearning. You don’t respond, but you find your gaze fixating on his lips. He moves and inch closer and you forget how to breathe.

“You need to take better care of yourself.” He breathes out, his words filling the gap between you both.

“I do take care of myself ..” Your protest is weak, as your gaze flits from his mouth to his eyes.

“Not enough.” He voice is barely a murmur and you find his lips moving an inch closer to yours.

You aren’t sure who closes the distance, but all of a sudden his lips are pressingly gently against yours, quick, light, chaste and with no pressure because he remains mindful of the cut you are sporting.

“Not enough.” He mutters again as he pulls away to lean his forehead against yours. You think you forget how to breathe.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The Top Gun fandom has been going strong for over a year, and while we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love!

And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

I'm kicking off this series by sharing some of my favorite re-reads, as well as one of my own (older) fics I think is worth your time.

Throughout the summer, I'm inviting friends—other creators and readers—to share their lists, so stay tuned!

If you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me! The more, the merrier—let's keep this going as long as we can!

You can also join the tag list here to be notified when a new list drops!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Dime Store Cowboy, Jake Seresin, @seasonsbloom This is the first cowboy Jake fic I read, and it's still my favorite! A sweet little two-shot where Jake teaches reader the cowboy hat rule. Yeehaw! 🤠

Flyboy, Jake Seresin, @kryptonitejelly This is the first Jake fic I read and loved. While everything in this universe is fantastic, A Drunken Confession is what my brain immediately goes to when I think of Flyboy.

Full of Surprises, Robert Floyd, @withahappyrefrain This is my gateway fic to the Bob Fucks agenda. And when I saw Abby wrote a follow-up. I damn near died.

The 1%, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw I know I'm not the only that loves this fic, because it appears on my dash quite frequently. And every time, I re-read and reblog it!

The Boyfriend Experience, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw Appears less on my dash, but a classic Bradley fic, nonetheless. I recently re-read it and fell in love all over again. Cass is the absolute king of the slow burn. Definitely read everything in this universe!

The Craftsman, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme I'll read about Roo and Baby Girl as long as Em keeps writing about them. Once in a while I like to re-read my favorite moments, and this is one of them! I remember screeching to Em about how much I would love a house hunting fic—she delivered! 🦄

Bonus: The Grey Sweatpants, Bradley Bradshaw I requested this for Roo and BG, and I'm obsessed with it. Em did the concept such justice, and it's so Roo and BG! I hope you enjoy as much I do!

The Only Thing, Jake Seresin, @justfandomwritings This fic is amazing. It's a Jake fic written in Bradley's point-of-view. Sounds weird, but it works so, so well.

Trouble In Paradise, Bradley Bradshaw, @sunlightmurdock The Toxic King 👑 forever my king (don't at me). As is TiP Jake (still one of my favorite Jakes). And this fic is forever in my heart since it's the first one I read in the fandom—what a welcome! I stan the ending, btw. 💛

Until I Found You, Bradley Bradshaw, @cherrycola27 The cutest of meet cutes. Nik is also the king of pilot!reader fics—this is no exception. Read it. Love it. Reblog it.

Bonus: Battle Plans, Jake Seresin Full disclosure: I requested this for Nik's Dagger Deities celly. In true Nik fashion, she gave us everything, including the kitchen sink! 🧅

Creator's Own

You Get Me Closer, Bradley Bradshaw This is actually the very first fic I wrote for the TGM fandom! It's inspired by the Nine Inch Nails song, Closer. Give it a read! I hope you enjoy!

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @mygyn @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @sagittarius-lovewitch @wkndwlff @dingochef @sweetwhispersofchaos @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @mayhemmanaged @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner @penguin876 @kmc1989 @xoxabs88xox @mak-32 @dakotakazansky @startrekfangirl2233 @cassiemitchell @seitmai

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[brain-palace]

Just like my previous (sorry if you haven't seen it), this one serves as an archive for the fics I love. However, this one is for smaller things like headcanons, imagines, drabbles and scenarios. As usual, if you're looking for something new to read feel free to have a look I recommend everything here. I read many different characters/universes, so I'll list them all so you don't waste time looking at something that isn't relevant to you. If you find something you like please show the fics and their authors some love!

Disclaimer: None of the works below belongs to me unless it explicitly says so. © - All rights reserved to the authors. If a fic does not have a name I will make one up for the sake of archival purposes.

Characters/Universes

Criminal minds - Hotch & Ried | Stranger Things - Eddie, Steve | TWD (The walking dead) - Daryl & Rick | MCU - Peter Parker, Tony Stark | Sherlock |

Key ➸ Angst ☁ | Fluff ♡ | Crack ❈ | Smut 🔞 |

Spencer Ried (CM) ↴

Spencer's wife stitches him up after being injured on a case | by @radiant-reid | ♡

Spencer introduces his family's newest addition to the team | ♡

Tricking you for kisses | by @chrisevansleftpeck | ♡

Playing twister with Spencer | by @byersbootyshorts | ♡ ❈

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Aaron Hotchner (CM) ↴

Guess who has Hotch's initials tattoed | by @kryptonitejelly | ♡ ❈

Identity theft - Someone took the wrong badge | by @ssahotchnerr | ♡ ❈

Thought I'd make you breakfast | by @ddejavvu | ♡

Prompting insecurity | by @ptersparkers | ☁ ♡

Saving you from a bad blind date | by @ddejavvu | c

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Daryl Dixon (TWD) ↴

"If that’s yer light punch, yer real punch must hurt like hell...” | by @daryl-dixon-daydreams | ❈

"Parking that in my front yard wasn’t exactly subtle,” | by @daryl-dixon-daydreams | ♡ ❈

“The kids ambushed me!” | by daryl-dixion-daydreams

"Blood does seem to be a rather disturbing theme around here." | by daryl-dixion-daydreams |

"Nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time!" | by @letterstotheflre |

"I'm not lost. I'm just... exploring my options" | by daryl-dixion-daydreams |

"Just some short and sweet pregnant reader" | by @babyyblues | ♡

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Eddie Munson (ST) ↴

Picking up a drunk Eddie Munson | by @munson-blurbs | ☁ ♡

Confessions in the Rain | by @appocalipse | ♡

Teaching you how to play the guitar | by @strange-mischief | ♡

Only you can touch my hair | by @bruisedboys | ♡

Boob talk | by @purplehazed-h | ♡ ❈

Need you around | by @silent-stories | ♡

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Steve Harrington (ST) ↴

Got my picture in your wallet | by @luveline | ♡

Signals | by @sanguineterrain | ♡

Cowboy Steve | by @sanguineterrain |

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Peter Parker (MCU) ↴

Drunken words | by @luveline | ♡

s'it okay? | by @inkluvs |

Bleeding on your bed again | by @bruisedboys |

"You're a very good kisser" | by @ddejavvu | ♡

Re-touching the roots | by @reidslovely | ♡ ❈

Got to let you go | "Peter will always pick the pain of letting you go over seeing you in pain" |☁

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Sherlock ↴

"The Game is Afoot, Indeed" | by @marvelousmando | ♡

Held at gunpoint | by @imagine221b | ❈

♠ ♤ ♣ ♧

Tony Stark ↴

Trial and error | by @mostly-marvel-musings | ♡

Notes: To see longer fics check out this post → The Archive list

[princessphilly]

Call Me Jake Part 4

Call Me Jake Part 4

Sorry for the wait, real life happened. I’m using military time in this fic.

CW: smut smut smut

@therebeccaw @thesluttyarchivist @thedroneranger @rolycolysficrecs @writercole @withahappyrefrain @whoeverineedtobe @wildbornsiren @blue-aconite @hoe-on-the-range @hockeynshit @chara-hugs @starshine-hockey-girl @newlibrary @himbos-on-ice @callsignspark @callsignhurricane @callsignvalley @evansrogerskitten @iguana-braces @green-socks @hederasgarden @imjess-themess @sebsxphia @gretagerwigsmuse @fuckyeahhangman @hangmanapologist @mothdruid @mouseymagines @antiquitea @andrei-svech @ayohockeycheck @ahockeywrites @katcoquette @steadfastconviction @justfandomwritings @mandylove1000 @rhettabbotts @greenorangevioletgrass @kryptonitejelly @atthediscowithoutpanic @princessmisery666 @a-reader-and-a-writer @mikkorantanev @lorecraft​

It was 1815 and Dorothy was early. Good old military habits. 

Dorothy leaned her head on her driving wheel. She could always go home and pretend this was just make believe. Then there was a knock on the window and Jake was there, his sly smirk gracing his lips. 

Rolling her eyes, Dot rolled her window down. “Are we excited, Hangman?”

“I’m not the one early, sugar. I didn’t know you wanted to play with Hangman, I thought you were here for Jake.”

Jake’s green eyes turned dark and Dorothy shivered. Then his smirk turned into a wide smile as Dorothy unlocked her door. 

“I’m here to see if this is real or if you’re just another guy talking a big game,” Dorothy quipped. 

There was silence as they made their way to Jake’s front door. Ever the gentleman, Jake let Dorothy in first before closing the door behind him. Then he pushed her against the door, his chiseled body leaning into her softer one. Then his lips met hers and all Dorothy could think about was how good they felt. 

It was a soft and lazy kiss, a get to know you kiss until Dorothy nipped Jake’s bottom lip. It turned feral as Jake pulled Dorothy closer to his body, letting free the frustration and desire that had been building for a while. 

“Been dreaming of this, sugar, and you’re sweeter than I thought,” Jake breathed. Dorothy clutched him closer with a gasp as she felt his fingers grab her ass and pull her legs around his waist. “You taste so sweet, darlin. Addictive as hell.”

Then Jake kissed Dorothy again, his tongue delving into her mouth as he ground his hips into her core. Dorothy moaned before her tongue began to tangle with his before she started to suck on his lower lip. Then she let it go, causing Jake to groan. 

“You taste good too, Hangman,” Dorothy purred as her fingers ran through the short hairs on his nape. Her lips nipped his jawline before trailing down his neck. Jake hissed as he moved them to where Dorothy was balanced against the wall. 

“Be careful if you’re going to tease, sugar.”

Dorothy lowered her eyes as she smirked. “What are you going to do about it?”

A strong hand came around her neck. They had already negotiated that hands and choking was a total green light but the first feel always made Dorothy’s breath catch. 

“Teases get denied, darlin’. But something makes me think you’d want to beg for me to let you cum for me.”

Dorothy rolled her eyes. Jake tsked. “It’s Friday so I have all weekend to make you beg for me. I can’t wait to see you on your knees begging to be allowed to cum.”

Eyes heavy, Dorothy bit her lip as she considered Jake’s words. Then he let her go. “I made fajitas, I hope you like them,” he murmured against her lips.

“You work me up then ask me if I want to eat fajitas?”

Dorothy considered smacking Jake in the head as he smirked. As he trailed a finger down her side, Jake shrugged. “Figured you’d want to eat before I make you forget your name. At least get hydrated, darlin’.”

***

“Look at you, darlin’, taking my cock. Fuck your wet pussy is just sucking me in.”

Dorothy’s eyes rolled at Jake’s filthy talk as she watched his cock figuratively split her in half. Of course the shit talking lieutenant had a huge cock and even after he’s been edging her all night, he was still so big. Fingers all over her thighs as they ate, teasing kisses as Jake fed her ice cream. Then Jake stripped his shirt off as he washed the dishes and Dorothy admitted she drooled. 

There was more foreplay as Jake got a call he had to take from Admiral Simpson. It took all of her strength not to make any sounds as Jake fingered her while he was on the phone. The officer had great multitasking skills as he was able to talk non-classified business while getting Dorothy closer and closer to cumming but denying her before she could cum. 

As soon as his call was over, Jake pushed his sweats and boxers down, grabbing a condom. Dorothy put it on him before sitting on his cock. She was a big girl but Jake was nice and thick, backing up all of his shit-talking. First, she rolled her hips, riding him at her pace but Jake was now fucking her from the bottom, forcing Dorothy to hold on.

“Fuck, such a good girl, taking my cock in your little cunt. Cunt is made for me,” Jake uttered as he felt himself all the way inside. “Damn baby.”

“Fuck, so good,” Dorothy responded as she squeezed her cunt around his dick. Jake shuddered and Dorothy grinned. That was short lived as Jake suddenly withdrew before thrusting deep again, making Dorothy dig her nails into his back as she clutched him closer. A nipple was sucked into Jake’s mouth as he slapped Dorothy’s ass. “Fuck,” Dorothy exclaimed as she felt herself get so close again. 

Releasing her tit, Jake rumbled, “Yeah, that’s it, be a good girl for me-”

His words were cut off as Dorothy fused her lips to his, kissing him deeply as she came.

****

“I’m going to corrupt you.”

Dorothy shivered as Jake began to kiss up her neck. Sitting on his lap in front of a mirror, Dorothy hissed as Hangman spread her legs over his thighs. “Fuck, your cunt is gushing. You like the idea of being my little slut.”

“Maybe,” Dorothy managed to tease before Jake’s cock slid into her waiting pussy. It was some time on Saturday, an off day for both of them. And again, Dorothy was letting Jake Hangman Seresin fuck her, this time in front a mirror he conveniently placed at the foot of his bed. Earlier, it was on his bed, slow and soft as Jake’s mouth made her cum a couple times before he took her missionary. Words of encouragement and filthy promises had fallen from both of their lips as Dorothy gave just as good as Jake. Now, After a break that included pizza and feeding Ditto, Jake’s calico cat, Dorothy was back on top of Jake.

Rumble of laughter emitted from Jake’s chest as he felt Dorothy clench around his dick. She was just so wet, so good, it made Jake crazy. But she was still trying to be a tease and he had to do something about that. “Watch me, Dottie, watch as I fuck you slowly in front of the mirror.” 

Dorothy looked into the mirror as Jake took control, fucking her in slow, long, and hard strokes. Nipping her shoulder, Jake breathed, “You take me so well, darlin’. So fucking tight, my dirty girl.”

Wrapping one arm around Jake’s neck, Dorothy slid her fingers to her aching clit, the view and Jake’s words making her need to cum. “Fuck,” she moaned, rubbing her clit in the way she loved the most as her cunt squeezed Jake’s cock harder. 

“That’s it, make yourself cum on my cock, sugar. Wanna see those legs shake as you cum all over me. Show me how nasty you are.”

Dorothy screamed as she came, Jake pounding into her from below. 

***

Jake was flying high after spending the weekend between Dorothy’s thighs. It was the best experience, better than flying on a day with CAVU skies. Well, it got a bit dicey when Bradshaw kept calling Dottie while he was trying to make her forget her name. After the fifth time, Jake finally picked it up and replied, “Go away, Bradshaw,” before hanging up.

Dorothy had looked up at him in embarrassed horror, forgetting her legs were still over Jake’s shoulders. “Bradley’s gonna probably try to come find me now since you did that stunt.”

“Nah darlin’, he’s not. Bradshaw’s a bit dim but he knows you’re in good hands here.”

Dorothy ended up being right; Bradshaw came by on Sunday but they were both dressed and eating a late breakfast. All Bradshaw said was better Hangman than other things and Jake was curious but he decided not to push it. 

Right now, Jake began to whistle as he pulled out his flight suit. He couldn’t wait to do this again.

****

The water was full of blues; mainly teal and light blue but a touch of turquoise, cerulean, and a bit of violet. It was a happy ocean, fit for the story, finally.

Dorothy took a step back from the storyboard she had been painting. She had been three weeks behind on this illustration job, for a board book about female swimmers. Dorothy had finished the drawings for the swimmers, from Lia Thomas to Simone Samuel to Katie Ledecky. But the backgrounds had been eluding her, well at least until today.

Painting had always been Dorothy’s happy place all her life. Dad had said her art showed Dorothy’s mood. Recently, all of her art had seemed full of deep violets, dark reds, maroons. But for the last week, she was using yellows, pinks, golds, pastels and jewel tones. 

Looking at the background, Dorothy began to think of how she was going to set up the page. There had to be enough space for the text so she drew faint lines for swim lanes. 

Unbeknownst to her, Dorothy’s mother was watching her from the doorway with Maverick. Sarah had been sure that the wild weekend her daughter had with Hangman Seresin was going to be a fling. She wasn’t that plugged in with the gossip anymore but Sarah knew a playboy when she saw one. But now, as she watched Dorothy giggle as she picked up her phone, Sarah sighed.

Maverick pursed his lips as he heard Dorothy say, “Hi Jake.”

“I don’t like this Sarah but damn, Dorothy is happy,” Maverick finally said. “I also heard a couple of the pilots make fun of Hangman because he skipped going to the strip club with them last night.”

Turning to look at Maverick, Sarah raised her eyebrows. Maybe this may work for her baby girl.

[sebsxphia]

k my love!! gosh. thank you so much for this. this really puts into words everything i was thinking. as you say, we want to do all of this, but unfortunately mental capacity or bandwidth is sometimes minimal and that’s the reality.

never feel guilty yourself about not being able to interact as much either 🥺💖

thank you so much again for this support. i hope you’re doing well!! 💖💖

just admitting that “yeah i only support my friends, but it's only because im so popular and don't have time to read anything else” really isn’t a great response that kinda proves the point it’s not actually supportive it’s cliquey

i don’t always have the time because i’m trying to respond to asks etc so i don’t get overwhelmed, due to my poor mental health and because i also have a life outside of this. i’m sorry if it came off differently.

i sincerely apologise again for causing any offence or upset.

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A message from @desert-fern

Hello all! Fern unfortunately is having issues with her account and has asked a few of us to pass along a message. If you have any questions, she can be reached at @ferns-fics !

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From Fern:

Regarding the stolen moodboards/banners/headers posted on Pinterest earlier this week.

Through a lot of digging and searching, I think I have finally found the Tumblr account responsible for the theft. I attempted to notify as many of you as possible before posting this, rather having multiple people post it for me, but Tumblr glitched and fucked up and I’m now shadowbanned for trying to make sure that everyone affected knew . So if I am not replying to your messages, that is why.

I will not link the account here, solely because I do not want them to be made aware of my post until later, but I can’t control y’all, so do whatever you want.

The account goes by elisestarksblog.

I am tagging just a few of the accounts affected by this person below.

Love,

desert-fern 🌿

@bradshawsbitch

@bradshawsbaby

@teacupsandtopgun

@ereardon

@blue-aconite

@footprintsinthesxnd

@ryebecca

@roosterbruiser

@ohtobeleah

@callsignmeiga

@sebsxphia

@rhettabbotts

@jupitercomet

@mothdruid

@bobfloydsbabe

@cockslutpadalecki

@ayorooster

@seresinhangmanjake

@kryptonitejelly

@bradshawswife

@barbiewritesstuff

@fanboygarcia

@topgun-imagines

@babyrooster

@sweetlilgingy

@fandomxpreferences

@sunlightmurdock

@roosterscockpit

@tongue-like-a-razor

@jakeseresins

@fuckyeahhangman

@seresinsbabe

@roosterscock

@tip-top-cloud-surfer

@hangmanapologist

@biteofcherry

@milesdickpics

@myfavficrecs

@wildbornsiren

@discount-shades

@seresinsweetie

@beyondthesefourwalls

@notroosterbradshaw