#writer: crazyk imagines

[callmemana]

Broken Glass Slipper

Pairing: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth) x Cinderella!reader

Characters: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth), Cinderella!reader, stepmother, stepsisters, Margaret (fairy godmother), Adam (carriage driver), Lucifer (the cat), Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Sam “Merlin” Wells

Warnings: Cinderella AU, this is crack, a sort of Cinderella retelling, friends to lovers, evil stepsisters and stepmother, Hollywood the royal servant, Wolfman is an adorable dumbass, reader and Leonard have been friends for years, stepmother is a greedy and cruel woman, reader and Leonard are friends.

Word Count: 2375

A/N: Iceman and Slider are hidden in the crowd (not mentioned but I imagined them in the ballroom). Maverick and Goose were not invited because of some pranks they played on the king in the past (also not mentioned).

Top Gun: Disney AU

As the door clicked shut and the lock sounded, Ella knew she was trapped in the attic until her step-mother felt fit enough to let her out.

Her Step-mother had found her shoe in her Hope Chest and smashed it on the ground, the memory of her perfect night shattered like her slipper.

She pounded on the door to try and get another’s attention to free her but after a while she gave up and laid on her bed, head in her arms as she sobbed.

She could hear muffled voices downstairs, the front door opening, people coming in, and sounds of objects moving. Unknown to her, her little mice friends were trying to help.

Jac Jac and Gus Gus were on a mission to retrieve the key to Cinderella’s door, but had some fallbacks. For one, the mistress of the house kept it in her pocket and hand around it, as if it could disappear into thin air.

After many failed attempts at retrieving the key, they gave up and tried another way. They had to get Ella out of the attic, this was her chance at a happily ever after, a chance to get out of this horrible house and away from these dreadful people.

It would be the least they could do for her after everything she did for them!  

As the eldest sister sat down upon the chair, a servant tried to put it on her foot, but alas, the foot was too wide for the slim glass.

Upset at the outcome, she took the shoe from the servant and jammed her foot into it, “There, it fits!'' As she finished her exclamation, the shoe showed her toes squished against the glass uncomfortable, her eyebrows furrowed in pain, and jaw clenched.

“Well, ma’am, the prince did say every available maiden must try on the shoe.'' He said carefully, as if not to hurt her feelings, took off the slipper and motioned for the other sister to sit.

The other sat gracefully, holding her foot out delicately to the servant and smiled. The servant gently placed the shoe on her foot and gasped, it actually fit her, perfectly to be exact!

“Sire, we have the girl!”

“Yes, Yes. Now go, get her things we must leave at once!” The servants ran off towards the staircase as the three women smiled and planned.

Once the sister left, soon her mother and other daughter departed too.

Ella, seemed to be forgotten, spent several days locked in her room before someone found the spare key and let her out.

By that time, her sister had taken her happily ever after.

Leonard could see that this was not the woman he danced with, but he was vague with instructions, for he only said to ‘find the girl who fits into the slipper’ not ‘find a girl with golden hair and eyes blue as the ocean who’s foot fit into the slipper’’ for that mistake he is forever unhappily married to the wrong girl.

He was just too frazzled to give more information than just find the girl with the missing shoe. He missed the maiden whose name he knows not, but am undoubtedly in love with.

Leonard stood with his new bride at his side at a court meeting his father held with a blank gaze and clenched jaw.

His friends could see that he wasn’t happy, the only time Rick had seen him truly happy was when he danced with the mystery maiden at the ball. His friends didn’t like to see him this way, constantly angry and upset.

Before the marriage, Leonard was a little adventurous and mischievous, always getting in trouble with his friends, now, he was silent and always brushing their fun away.

They also didn’t like the maiden he did marry, for she was rude as was her sister, a learned trait from their mother no doubt. So, after the meeting the Prince’s friends held a meeting of their own and discussed what to do.

“Well?”

“We could find her, convince her he’s not happy with his wife?”

“Do you even know what she looks like?”

“No, but Rick does. I overheard him and Leonard talking in the hall one afternoon.”

They all pan towards Rick, “I have seen her, but there is a problem. We don’t even know if she’s from this kingdom.”

“Then we send word to other Kingdoms close by, maybe one of them has seen her!”

“Unlikely, there could be thousands, millions of maidens that match the description of her!”

“Do you suggest we just let our friend be miserable?”

“No, but we have to find a special characteristic about her that only she could have, something that couldn’t be duplicated!”

“Then we must talk to Leonard, maybe he could tell us something useful in finding his true love!”

Leonard was in his study, reading a book as the doors slam open and his friends are coming in.

“What’s this about?”

“You being a dumbass.”

“I’m not following, Nicholas.”

“You were so memorized by the maiden that you danced with the night of the ball that you only gave a brief description on how to find her. Well, we have come up with a way to do just that!”

“And, pray tell, what is it? How do you plan to do that? I’ve already lost her and I am married to another woman.”

“Did you see any identifying features? Anything special characteristically about her?”

“Yes. She had a scar on her right, inside upper arm. I saw it while we were dancing, it looked like it was from a burn. Does that help?”

“Yes, Leonard, it does. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, just promise me you’ll find her.”

“I’ll do everything in my power to.”

For weeks the friends tried to find the maiden, went to every house and asked questions to every villager.

When they spotted an older woman, they all exchanged looks before running towards her. If anyone was to know the maiden, it would be someone who’s been here for quite some time and knows everyone.

“Excuse me ma’am,”

“Yes my dear?”

“Do you happen to know a maiden with golden hair, blue eyes, and a burn scar on her right upper arm?” her eyes widen and she gasps, she didn’t pay much attention to their clothes at first, but now that she sees their royalty, she quickly excuses herself and leaves, leaving the men suspicious and worried.

They tried to follow the older woman to find out where she’s hiding, but the woman was quick and used passage ways unknown to them to escape.

During the week, they tried to corner her and ask questions, but every time they got close something would happen to gain their attention and look away enough for her to bolt.

After a month with no success and their friend wallowing in self-pity,  they tried a different approach.

They had convinced Leonard to get out of the castle in villager clothes and talk to the woman, and when they found her with a basket full of foods, they pushed Leonard towards her and hid.

“Hello ma’am, may I talk to you for a moment?”

She looked at him and smiled, “Why of course, dearie.”

“I was wondering if you’ve seen a young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes and a burn scar on her upper right arm? I’m looking for her.”  

“Well, yes, I do know her. You’re talking about Ella, she lives up on Hickory Lane, in the big white house with the black accents, but if you ask me, its too big for just one person. Be careful dearie, she isn’t the same after her step-mother and step-sisters left to go live in the castle. Oh no, she’s been sad and rude since then.”

He thanked her and started his path to find his one true love, Ella, as it seems her name is. His friends following behind him closely, for he is a Prince and might need protection.

When they had made it to the house, they saw it had its windows boarded up and lights off, as if no one lived there for years.

Gathering his courage, Leonard knocked on the door in three swift hits. The group waited for a minute or two after hearing no response or footsteps coming closer and knocked again, this time more firm and loud.

Perhaps the lady of the house was too far away and couldn’t hear? More time passed and still no acknowledgement was given to the knocks.

Growing tired of being ignored, Leonard knocked again, and accompanied it with a shout, “Ella, are you in there? If so, would you please come out to chat?” as they waited for a response this time, Leonard bounced on his heels with a winning smile plastered on his face.

“Go away, I’m not taking any visitors today sir!”

“Please, I think it is very important that we meet!”

“I said not today sir! Good bye!”

The smile slowly made its way into a frown as he said, “Alright then, good bye Ella.” the others patted his back in condolences and reassured him that maybe tomorrow he’d have better luck.

The next couple of weeks were spent with Leonard and his friends coming to the house and trying to convince Ella to talk to him, and each day, ended much like the first.

When Leonard had had quite enough of this childish behavior, and coming from him, is a big statement, had travelled behind the gate and went into the house using the back entrance.

He quietly surveyed the area, being careful and silent in his approach to find the woman he sought after.

As he rounded the corner to the kitchen, he saw a young woman that fits the description of the maiden he danced with sulking as she cleaned the floors.

“You’re too beautiful to be this sad, please talk to me.”

She wiped her tears quickly despite him already seeing them fall, “How did you get in here? Who are you?” she questioned.

He puts his hands up as if to not startle her even more, “I went in the back entrance, I’ve tried the front for weeks with no answer. As for who I am, well darling, I am Prince Leonard. I believe you to be the maiden I danced with until midnight when you ran away.”

She clutched her broom as he spoke, unwilling to let go of this incase he was just here to rob her.

“I did no such thing, and you couldn’t possibly be the Prince, he is a married man.”

“Darling, I am the Prince, and as for my marriage, it is an unhappy one for I have married the wrong woman.” he gently grabs her hands in his.

“You have married the love of your life, sire, and for that I am very happy, but if you believe that I am even in the same social status as you, or the princess, you are mistaken. I am a maid, the Tramaine’s maid for decades and always have been. I hold no torch to the beauty of the Princess nor do I want to. Sire, please go home to her, love her for eternity, as she does you. You should forget about me, Your Highness. For I am nobody compared to her.”

She turns around and slips from his grip, “No! No, you are wrong, Ella, you are so much more than beauty to me. You are kind, and generous, as for my wife, she is the opposite. Her and her family will undoubtably run this kingdom to the ground with the coin they spend daily, and the rudeness they show to those under them in status. You, You my dear Ella, have a gentle heart, and would never do the awful things they do to the servants and staff alike. Please, consider this proposal?”

“I will think it over My Liege,” he nodded his head once, then twice, as if to reassure himself that he had gotten through to her.

As the days turn into weeks with still no reply to the proposal, Leonard started to get worried about Ella.

He decided to take a day off from his Kingly duties and ride the carriage down to the abandoned house.

He knocks once, twice, three times and waits for a few seconds before starting the knock pattern again.

This time after the wait he just opens the door and sees the dust and grime floating in the air.

And there’s a certain smell that permeates the air, somewhat of decay.

He finds the woman from before sitting in a big soft looking chair and a fire almost out.

Soon he realizes that she’s the cause of the pungent smell as he gets closer.

Leonard shouts, “Rick, please call the guards! We need to give the news to the Princess and her family.”

He knows that he has so reason to cry over the lost of this beautiful woman, not while he was married and had no claim on her to begin with.

Her face had sunken cheeks and tired bags under her unopened eyes.

It looks as if she passed in her sleep, he hopes it was at least a nice dream before the Grim Reaper took her from this plane of existence.

A week later was her funeral and as a noble’s daughter, she was given the honor of having the funeral she deserved.

He was one of the only people to show up as a large amount of nobles around the district and continent forgot about her.

When is was his turn to show his respects to her coffin he whispered, “I will carry my undying love for you until the day I am no longer walking the earth.”

Leonard takes a deep breath as the tears start to slowly stream down his face.

“I am beyond sorry for my late proposal and wished it was you who I would spend the rest of my life with and not your terrible sister. You are the only true love I’ve ever had.”

One tear lands on her hands as he says her last goodbye to her, his Ella.

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[callmemana]

I love it! It had me cackling when Goose said “He's got some excellent cowboys in his holster."

Also thank you so much! 💛💛

Hi, sorry for the radio silence!

If your requests are open, can I ask for a wolfman x reader where the flyboys see the sonogram in Leo’s locker (he keeping it a secret but acting a little different) from the fwb fic?

I understand if you deny this request and respect your decision!

Sorry again,

Your biggest fan!

Sonograms

Pairing: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe x Civilian! Pregnant!reader

Characters: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth), Civilian! Pregnant!reader

Warnings: Fluff, I had fun with this one, I am very proud of Goose in this one, especially of one phrase he says (hehe), the guys love her, Iceman knows about everyone and the recent tea, Ron's a dad now, Charls and reader cannot go a day without betting, it's becoming a problem... or is it?, why is this so cute?, who authorized this amount of cuteness, the guys are such gossiping hens

Word Count: 1,774

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One month later…

“This is really happening,” you tell the two.

“I guess it is,” she nods.

“Yeah,” Leonard nods. “What are we talking about?”

Charlotte takes a deep breath, keeping her comments to herself. “I’m still surprised you’re having his baby.”

“So am I, Charls. So am I.”

“Hey. Why are you two ganging up on me?”

“We’re not,” you turn to face your friend, “are we?”

She shrugs and snatches the instructions from your hands and flips back to page one. “Okay, this- this just isn’t working. Should it be this hard to put a crib together?”

Leonard shrugs and tries to screw the bars for one of the side panels. “No.”

“No one asked you,” she snaps back.

You chuckle, “you just did.”

“I’m pretty sure it was a rhetorical question.”

She nods, pointing to him. “I knew I liked him.”

Your bottom lip sticks out as you fight the urge to fight back. Maybe a joke would be a better thing to say, lighten the mood a little. “I’m pretty sure you told me you hated him when you realized how close he was with your ex-boytoy and his best friend.”

“You’re a liar. She’s lying,” she hands him the screw he’s looking for.

“It’s okay, he didn’t like you either.”

“What?” Her head snaps over in his direction.

“I never said that. She’s lying,” he turns to you. “Stop talking, stop saying things. The changes you’re going through are making it harder on you to keep these things to yourself so just,” he shushes you.

There was a bit of tension in the air as Charlotte and Leonard finished building the crib. 

-

Two weeks later

He quickly places the latest sonogram picture back into his locker at the sound of the guys coming in.

“We missed you up there… again.” Nick claps him on the shoulder.

He's quiet and doesn't respond, which isn't like Leonard, at all. It instantly puts the troublemaker on edge.

“Where’s your head at?” Pete asks.

“You’ve been off,” Rick comments, also wondering what’s going on with his friend.

“Nothing. It’s nothing- I haven’t- shut up.” He tries to fight the urge to blurt out the truth, but he knows you aren't quite ready for anyone else to know just yet.

You're trying to plan on having a gender reveal party- or something similar to that. He can't quite remember what you said, all he knows is that if you do plan on throwing a party, you'll be stressing out a lot.

"Maybe his old lady finally has him by the- well," Nick pauses, giving the guys a second to think. "You know what I mean."

Pete shoves his friend’s shoulder while Rick throws a crumbled paper ball at him. "Knock it off, knucklehead."

"She's not like that," Leonard chimes in, defending you.

"Is it that one chick you were talking to at the bar a while back?" Pete asks, taking his arms out of his sleeves, tying them around his waist so he can cool off.

"Uh- I mean, which- uh- who are you talking about?"

"The one who's close with Charlie, right?" Nick adds.

Pete grimaces with an affirmative nod. "Yeah, her."

"She's nice," Rick adds.

"If it is that one, I like her. She keeps you in line."

The cowboy hat lover let's out a fake chuckle, "you're so nice man. Yeah, it's her."

"You finally manned up and asked her out on a real date instead of lying to yourself. Dare I say," he wipes away a fake tear. "I'm proud of you."

Pete pouts. "Wait- now I'm lost."

"What he said? We need some background information," the mustached man gestures to him and his partner in crime.

Leonard rolls his eyes and quickly nudges his locker open just enough for him to grab his helmet, except he knocks it against the inside of the door and knocks off his pictures.

"I’ll help you," Rick offers, since his locker is right next to Leonard’s. He picks up a few random pictures everyone has seen (since they're more or less likely in them) and then he stumbles across a very special one. "What's this?"

Nick furrows his brows at the question and leans over, his brows instantly shooting up when he starts at the black and white, very familiar photo. "Oh, yeah. Dude, I'm going to need some background information like now because that," he points to it. "Is not something you can easily avoid. Also, congrats. Now you'll understand my struggle."

"And, what's that?" Leonard asks, snatching the photos from Rick's hands.

"Running on five hours or less of sleep with a newborn. I mean," he glances him up and down. "That is, if you two are going to do this together and you didn't leave her high and dry because, I'm not going to lie that'd be- the ultimate dick move."

"I'm pretty sure they're together, Goose."

"We'll, I can't just assume. What if she mailed him a letter and gave him a choice but he hasn't made one yet or he did and that sonogram is a reminder of what two people can create in the heat of the moment whether they love each other or not, huh. Explain that Mav."

Rick shakes his head and slaps the back of their heads. "You two, shut up. Wolf, what happened?"

"Uh, well-" He scratches the back of his neck. "We were "seeing" each other for a bit and then she left one night and then it was over."

"Oh, that's makes sense now."

"What makes sense?" Tom asks, with Ron coming in behind him.

"We finally got the official answer about why cowboy was depressed a few months ago," Nick tells him.

"It was a girl, wasn't it?"

"Yeah."

"I already knew that."

"Okay," he pushes past Pete and Rick so he can lean against the lockers closer to the blond. "But now we know our infamous Wolfman, has some- well, I don't mean to be crass but," he claps Leonard on the shoulder (again). "He's got some excellent cowboys in his holster."

It took everyone a moment to realize what exactly Nick is talking about and everyone in the room groaned.

"I know. I know, I'm not proud of it either but it was the best I could come up with."

"So..." Tom starts.

"Yes?" Nick replies.

"Not talking to you."

"Rude."

"Are you two-"

"I'm not going to miss anything in the bubbles life." The corners of his lips twitch upwards. "We just built the crib."

"Wow..." Pete nods.

"How long did it take?" The mustached man asks.

"It would have been smoother had Charlie not tried to steal everything. I had to restart everything she did."

"Wait until the mood swings come."

Ron shakes his head with a groan, "don't remind me."

"How old are your kids again, Slider?" Pete asks.

"Tony's going to be three in four months and Lindsay just turned one."

"One already? It seems like they were just born yesterday," Leonard says.

"Wait, till you understand that feeling... dad."

Leonard groans, laying down on the bench, placing his hat over his eyes. "Shut up, Pete."

"Never."

"Better him than me."

"You're both equally bad," Tom points out, glaring at Nick.

"But now you know a little bit of what you have to look forward to," Ron nudges him.

"Yeah, oh, I remember when we first heard Bradley's heartbeat. I cried."

"The heartbeat can make any man cry," Tom points out.

"Is there something you're trying to tell us, Icepop?" Nick asks.

"You're hearing things, mother goose."

"Not helping." Leonard pushes himself up.

"The most helpful thing we can say is, congratulations again and then we call your future baby mama and pass along the same-"

"No!"

Nick and Pete glance at one another with their eyebrows raised.

"You weren't supposed to tell anyone, we're you?" Tom chimes in, asking the very question they were thinking.

"I have to go out now, come on, H-Wood."

Leonard grabs his friend by his collar, forcing him out of the room.

-

Charlotte hangs up and grabs yours and her lunch. "I owe you."

You shake your head, "no you don't."

"I do. You won."

"He squealed."

She nods, sitting down on the couch beside you. "He did. The guys know and I'm sure Viper's going to know before the end of the day."

"Never bet against me. You know that."

She sets her cup down and quickly swallows her sip so she can whine. "Don't be mean. I get it, you're the queen of bets."

"Damn right I am."

"Should you be cursing around the baby like that?"

Your smile instantly falls from your face. "Oh my god. Mini wolf's first word is going to be some curse word, isn't it?"

"As long as you don't do it often... maybe you'll be fine?"

"You're not helping!"

"Don't start crying again, please."

-

"Oh, thank god you're back- oh," Charlotte holds the door open for Leonard and the others to walk through the door. "Why are there more of you?"

"Well, they- uh-"

"We know they know but why are they here?"

"We wanted to say hi," Nick chimes in, with Pete right beside him.

She narrows her eyes at the two and sighs. "Fine, come on in. You better have brought food, at least. We do have someone who's eating for two."

"We did," Tom lifts one of the many bags they have.

"Thank god, one of you was smart."

-

You walk down the hall at the sound of many people talking, people you know you weren't expecting. "Hello?"

"Hi, baby." Leonard pecks your cheek, "and baby." He places his hand on your belly, smiling. "How is our little bubbles?"

"Growing... but I was actually thinking of changing their name."

"Oh?"

"What do you think about mini wolf?"

"I think our baby's going to be very confused when they're born."

You nod, "yeah but I want to have a cuter nickname because you make me and mini wolf happy."

He smiles. "I’m happy to know that but I think bubbles was always a cute nickname. Now come on." He grabs your hand, "we brought a feast."

"Really?"

"Of things you probably shouldn't be eating but, we'll deal with better now."

-

"So," Nick says, extending the word. "Any names picked out?"

"Not yet."

"It'll come to you in the moment."

You smile and nod, "I hope so."

"Okay, we need to hear it from the source," Ron interrupts.

You furrow your brows. "Hear what?"

"What exactly happened?"

"Finally, things are getting interesting," Charlotte mutters.

"Can it, Charls."

Previously: Part I

[l0standn0tf0und]

George Fabian Weasley ☆ fic recs p.5

part 1.

part 2.

part 3.

part 4.

♡ = smut, 18+ only

alphabet headcanons (a: affection, d: domestic, g: gentle)

take care of each other (1st part - oh, brother)

tis the season... mistletoe season

you scared the hell out of me

parting is such sweet sorrow

christmas at the weasleys

another and another

the bookworm

orange bitters

stay the night

show and tell

days gone by

𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦

pygmy puffs

i can't do it

three years

nightmare

shampain

first date

sneak in

promise

handsy

malkin

♡against the wall

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TGM: JAKE HANGMAN SERESIN FICS

afterburn crosswinds & v.max from @top-hhun​ 

texas longhorns from @lgg5989

as it was p. 1, p. 2, & p. 3 from @ereardon​ 

operation apollo prologue, p. 1, p. 2, & p. 3 from @sunlightmurdock

bikinis and tattoos & nightly interruptions (from the opposites attract universe that you need to binge i’m telling you) from @topguncortez

that don’t impress me much from @imjess-themess

we used to be in love p. 4 from @honeypiehotchner​ 

less misery, more company from @seresinhangmanjake​ 

jukebox war from @/roosterforme

enough is enough from @/topguncortez

grounded p. 4 from @enchanting-eloquence

if only you knew from @sunnysidevans​ 

sun-kissed from @ddejavvu​ 

t-minus three weeks (from the best benefits series) from @writercole

more hearts than mine p. 1 & p. 2 from @fandomxpreferences​ 

hanging on by a thread from @/topguncortez

out of words from @/theroadfan

the good, the bad, and the working on it prequel from @crazyk-imagine

possessive jake blurb from @kryptonitejelly

imagine me and you p. 6 from @thebirdandthebee

never knew (that i could fall so hard) from @softspiderling​ 

scent marking blurb (from the echo or the answer universe) from @anniesocsandgeneralstore​ 

professor seresin preview from @/topguncortez

TGM: BRADLEY ROOSTER BRADSHAW FICS

ceasefire p. 4 from @/sunlightmurdock

tout près de la place où tes pieds passent, cachés dans les trous de ton divan, et quand tu es seule pendant un instant, embrasse-moi, quand tu voudras, & below the singing moon (from je te laisserai des mots) from @jupitercomet

i still want you from @roosterforme

chaos p. 1, p. 2, p. 3, & p. 4 from @ohtobeleah​ 

nevermore p. 1 & p. 2 from @cherrycola27

the craftsman from @/roosterforme

superstar preview from @maggiedanikka​ 

a little present from @/roosterforme

meet the parents from @/roosterforme

here i go again from @hotgirlmav

flightless bird p. 5 from @thatlovinfeelin

crash into you p. 4 from @knoxsunday​ 

no way out from @/topguncortez

is it working for you? p. 18 from @/roosterforme

underneath it all from @/roosterforme

take it off from @/roosterforme

my future in you p. 8 from @/sunlightmurdock

TGM: ROBERT BOB FLOYD FICS

washing machine heart from @chemistryread​ 

love thy neighbor p. 3 & p. 4 from @hangmanapologist​ 

cobalt eyes and sweet smiles from @withahappyrefrain

tense from @bippot

the accident p. 2 from @a-reader-and-a-writer

TGM: MISC FICS

baby, it’s halloween (and we can be anything) from @laracrofted​ (giggles with the squad)

ivy p. 1 from @perpetuelledaydreaming (love triangle w/ jake and bradley)

NHL FICS

that which we are, we are p. 2 from @spine-buster (n.mackinnon)

OUTER RANGE/RHETT ABBOTT FICS

by your side ch. 1 from @filmtv2022​ 

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@itsapeterthing

static verse masterlist  by @theconstantsidekick

Top Gun Maverick (hangman, rooster, iceman, maverick)

Jake seresin:

@topguncortez

Always Darling  universe by @cassiemitchell

Better Man Universe by @sweetlittlegingy @sweetlittlegingylibrary

To keep and to hold universe by @ohtobeleah

Killers by  @roosterscock

Spitfire Universe by @gennyanydots

The Good, The Bad, and The Working on It series by @crazyk-imagine

@youlightmeupfinn

@call-sign-jinx

@footprintsinthesxnd

@callsign-phoenix

@youlightmeupfinn

wipeout by @wkndwlff

Rooster:

@topguncortez

Chaos universe by @ohtobeleah

Songbird series by @cassiemitchell

@call-sign-jinx

@youlightmeupfinn

Iceman:

@topguncortez

@youlightmeupfinn

@ROSE-PEARLS

@youlightmeupfinn

Maverick:

@topguncortez

@youlightmeupfinn

@ROSE-PEARLS

@youlightmeupfinn

Daemon Targaryen

Sweet girl series by @em-writes-stuff-sometimes

Saera series by @hurhenyratargaryen

troublemaker series by @my-on-and-off-writingstuff

 dad!daemon x mom!reader au masterlist by @frankcastleonlyfans

Steve Harrington

The Boxer!Steve Collection by @rollergirl24-deactivated2022111 @reborn-rollergirl

@footprintsinthesxnd

Tim Bradford

@fluentmoviequoter

[callmemana]

Unhappily Ever After: Why Couldn't Time be on Our Side!

This is a collaboration with the amazing and talented @crazyk-imagine ! Thank you so much for partnering up with me! It's a fairy tale au for the 86’ Naval Aviator squad! I hope you enjoy the stories!

A/N: the HEA's are going to be mostly the same story line as the Disney movies, UEA are going to be darker and more towards the Grimm fairy tales/stories.

The chains that held her from the man cut into her wrist again and again as she jerks to save him.

“I’ll stop fighting if you let me save him!”

“Rapunzel no!” He shouts, voice losing its power by the minute.

“Please! Please!”

Mother Gothel looks at her, then at the man and smirks.

“He’s already gone, let’s go.”

“No, I will fight you until the day I die! Please, just let me heal him and I’m yours!”

Mother Gothel let’s the chains loose just enough for her to reach him, but she was right.

He lost too much blood too fast. Rick was gone.

[callmemana]

Unhappily Ever After: Don't Open the Glass Coffin

This is a collaboration with the amazing and talented @crazyk-imagine ! Thank you so much for partnering up with me! It's a fairy tale au for the 86’ Naval Aviator squad! I hope you enjoy the stories!

A/N: the HEA's are going to be mostly the same story line as the Disney movies, UEA are going to be darker and more towards the Grimm fairy tales/stories.

“How about an apple dear?”

“Oh but I couldn’t! They’re so beautiful, perhaps you should go to the market and sell them?”

“The market is far too long a journey for me dearie. Please, take one and you’ll see their worth the coin.”

Snow starts to politely decline the offer.

“Just one bite? I swear the apples are good!”

Snow finally gives in and takes the apple the older woman is holding.

She takes the bite, instantly feeling the affect of the poison.

[callmemana]

Unhappily Ever After: "Friends on the Other Side" equals Don't Trust the Shadows

This is a collaboration with the amazing and talented @crazyk-imagine ! Thank you so much for partnering up with me! It's a fairy tale au for the 86’ Naval Aviator squad! I hope you enjoy the stories!

A/N: the HEA's are going to be mostly the same story line as the Disney movies, UEA are going to be darker and more towards the Grimm fairy tales/stories.

“Please tell me that you’re not as stupid as you look and didn’t go see the Shadow Man?”

He nervously shrugged, “I did…”

She glared at him, “Well that’s just great! We either have to find a voodoo priest or a princess for you to charm!”

“If it’s up to me… I prefer the princess.”

“I bet you do Prince!”

Luis speaks up, “I might know a voodoo priestess.”

[callmemana]

Unhappily Ever After: Broken Shards and Fallen Petals lead to Heartache

This is a collaboration with the amazing and talented @crazyk-imagine ! Thank you so much for partnering up with me! It's a fairy tale au for the 86’ Naval Aviator squad! I hope you enjoy the stories!

A/N: the HEA's are going to be mostly the same story line as the Disney movies, UEA are going to be darker and more towards the Grimm fairy tales/stories.

Translation: dear friend (sorry if wrong I used google translate)

“The woods are dangerous at night Cher ami , please ride with caution!”

“That’s what the fire’s for Mav!”

“I’m afraid to say that not all beast are easily driven away by the burning embers”

“I’ll just have to take my chances, tell him that… that… tell him that I love him just in case.”

“You tell him when you get back.”

[callmemana]

Unhappily Ever After: Broken Glass Slipper

This is a collaboration with the amazing and talented @crazyk-imagine ! Thank you so much for partnering up with me! It's a fairy tale au for the 86’ Naval Aviator squad! I hope you enjoy the stories!

A/N: the HEA's are going to be mostly the same story line as the Disney movies, UEA are going to be darker and more towards the Grimm fairy tales/stories.

“And, pray tell, what is it? How do you plan to do that? I’ve already lost her and I am married to another woman.”

“Did you see any identifying features? Anything special characteristically about her?”

“Yes. She had a scar on her right, inside upper arm. I saw it while we were dancing, it looked like it was from a burn. Does that help?”

“Yes, Leonard, it does. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, just promise me you’ll find her.”

“I’ll do everything in my power to.”

[crazyk-imagine]

Just wanted to ask if you still write for top gun? I read "Persuasion at it’s... Finest?" 3 times a day for the past month i love it so much 😭

Ahh omg yes I do lol. I love hearing that dear.

Hehe send me your requests. I need more writing inspo.

I'm working on other recs now, I'd love to get more

[callmemana]

Thank You for tagging me @a-reader-and-a-writer ! 🥰😘💛

Possum Kingdom by The Toadies

Brain Stew by Green Day

For Whom The Bell Tolls by Metallica

Scotty Doesn’t Know by Lustra

Iron Man by Black Sabbath

No pressure tags: @crazyk-imagine @kloofspeaks @bayisdying @mrsjaderogers @callsign-dragonbaron @jynxmirage @cycbaby @call-sign-jinx @floydsin @floyd-luvr , and anyone else who would like to join in the fun! 💛💛

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, tag 10 of your followers (negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

Thank you so much @t-nd-rfoot for the tag! I’m so sorry this took so long but with work and school I had a lot going on in my life. But anyways here it isss 💛💫

These are the songs I currently listen to the most. Enjoy! 😊

Good Looking - Suki Waterhouse

Radio - Lana del Rey

Take My Breath Away - Berlin

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

I Want You To Want Me (Live) - Cheap Trick

I only have six followers so I’ll tag all of you, but don’t feel pressured to do it 🙏 @an-unknown-writers-world @footprintsinthesxnd @powerfulruler @callsign-dragonbaron @limetteneistee

[crazyk-imagine]

Does anyone ever just look in their drafts while avoiding your wip and find shit you've kind of already finished while coming up with more ideas that will end up not being worked on for a bit because same

[callmemana]

Birdie’s Christmas Gift Box:

Hello everyone! I just wanted to wish y’all a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

In the month of December my family and I make goodie boxes for people and families that have helped us in some way during the year. I would like to continue this tradition to my page to show my appreciation to my friends I’ve made through this app/website!

Unfortunately, I couldn’t fit all of the amazing and talented writers, friends, and moots, but I thank you all for everything y’all have done for me this year! 🥰

@dragon-kazansky

@whiskeyswriting

@faerieroyal

@bayisdying

@breadsquash

@askmarinaandothers

@ladylanera

@callsignscupcake

@tngrace

@switchbladedreamz

@crazyk-imagine

@auroralightsthesky

@withahappyrefrain

@sebsxphia

@lgg5989

@bobfloydsbabe

@thedaredevilsgirl

@roosterscockpit

@socialfakes

@bradleybeachbabe

@itsanerdlife

@astonishment

@fairyheart

@brainddeadd

@floydsglasses

@freeabortionslol

@midnightsnyx

@whatislovevavy

@imperatorrrrr

@sweethischier

@thegoldfishkid13

@ijustreallylovethem

@ohmypuckingod

@hughes86-43

@huggybearluvr

@hughesybear

@hughesyourdaddy

@hugshughes

@jonasiegenthaler

@sleepretreat

@theemporium

@starsinthesky5

@wineauntie

@letsgetrowdy43

@jackhues

@rowdyluv

@cuteandhughesy

@withwritersblock

@nhlclover

@hd-junglebook

[callmemana]

Birdie’s Christmas Gift Box!

Hello everyone! I just wanted to wish y’all a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

In the month of December my family and I make goodie boxes for people and families that have helped us in some way during the year. I would like to continue this tradition to my page to show my appreciation to my friends I’ve made through this app/website!

Writers/friends:

@faerieroyal 1

@tngrace 1 (T.W.)

@askmarinaandothers 1

@bayisdying 1

@thevipersrose 1

@ladylanera 1

@thedaredevilsgirl 1

@sebsxphia 1

@milesdickpic 1

@collinrobinsonsglasses 1

@switchbladedreamz 1

@rhettabbotts 1

@lewmagoo 1

@mothdruid 1

@bobfloydsbabe 1

@little-miss-dilf-lover 1

@secretswiftymarvelfan 1

@heliads 1 2

@withahappyrefrain 1 2

@dragon-kazansky 1 2 3 4

@whiskeyswriting 1 2

@beachbabey 1 2

@astonishment 1 2

@ohtobeleah 1 2

@laracrofted 1 2 3

@purplevortexx 1 2 3

@luveline 1 2 3

@bradshawsbaby 1 2 3

@holylulusworld 1 2 3

@jungle-angel 1 2 3 4

@jupitercomet 1 2 3 4

@delopsias 1 2 3 4 5

@crazyk-imagine 1 2 3 4 5 6

@lgg5989 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Friends:

@attaboylew

@breadsquash

@cycbaby

@callsignscupcake

@rosiahills22

@starryeyedstories

@bradleybeachbabe

Artist/Creators:

@firefly-graphics

@animatedglittergraphics-n-more

@sligheach-sidhe

@musingsofmyown

@saradika

@forsty 1 2

@ryebecca 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

@thedroneranger 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

[callmemana]

Little howler?! That’s s’cute!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

Call All You Want

Pairing: Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe (Henry "Wolfman" Ruth) x Fem!reader

Characters: Fem!reader, Carole Bradshaw, Charlotte "Charlie" Blackwood, Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe, Nick "Goose" Bradshaw, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Sarah Kazansky, Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Ron "Slider" Kerner, Charles "Chipper" Piper, Marcus "Sundown" Williams, Sam "Merlin" Wells, Rick "Hollywood" Neven, Baby Wolfman (Howler)

Warnings: Angst, fluff, slight club au, the reader and Leo have a fight, this started off as a different idea but I don't hate this, the gang is at the club, Mav and Goose chaos, Goose making fun of Ice and Slider, Ice and Ron being a slightly less chaotic duo, the other guys being club boys, slight crack behavior, Chipper is a cage dancer lol, Ice talks like he's had experience before with dancers, mentions of pregnancy, I cannot get enough of this man, I love writing for him so effing much, Wolfman fics cure depression, in my mind it's canon Wolfman's kids are nicknamed howler

Word Count: 4,671

A/N: Was this inspired by the iconic song Telephone that I hadn't listened to since I was a kid and came up with this idea? Maybe

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Hello, hello, baby You called, I can't hear a thing I have got no service In the club, you see, see

You’re barely two minutes into the club when your phone starts buzzing (again). You take your phone out of your pocket, “hello?”

“-ey want to talk with y- but-”

“I can’t hear you, Leonard. We just got here. I don't think there's any service here. Can you hear me?” You hold a finger to your ear with your free hand to try and listen to him better.

“Break- ing up wi- you…”

You don't hear anything else after that.

Wha-wha-what did you say? Oh, you're breaking up on me Sorry, I cannot hear you I'm kinda busy

“You- you’re breaking up with me?”

“N- over the- phone.”

“Yeah, I heard you loud and clear earlier today and now.” You scoff, “don’t call me anymore tonight.” You hang up on him and head over towards the girls, who are waiting for you at the bar. “I am done dealing with idiots for the night. Have we ordered yet?”

Carole glances over at Charlotte with a concerned expression, the latter looking back at her with raised brows.

“What happened?” The former asks.

“I thought we could talk when I got home but I guess not.”

“Why?” Charlie chimes in.

K-kinda busy K-kinda busy Sorry, I cannot hear you I'm kinda busy

You shrug, “don’t really know what happened and don’t want to talk about it besides we’re here to enjoy our girls’ night.”

After waiting for Sarah to finish her big drink order, she makes way for you three. "Ladies, what are we having?"

It shouldn't have taken as long as it did but with her having to work and train a new bartender, it took a while before you got your drinks.

The lieutenant grabs the drinks while your longtime friend pulls you towards a free table.

You roll your eyes and shove your phone further into your pocket.

"Is he still calling?" Carole asks.

You stare at her with pursed lips, taking a sip of your drink. "Of course, he is. What else does this man have to do other than bother me and try to make things right? I'd appreciate it more if I wasn't annoyed."

Just a second It's my favorite song they're gonna play And I cannot text you with A drink in my hand, eh You shoulda made some plans with me

Charlotte takes her seat beside the blonde, setting the drinks down. “I miss anything while trailing behind you two?"

"He's still calling," she says with a bored tone.

"You haven't blocked him?"

"Why would I?" You look at her over your glass with furrowed brows.

"Because he's an idiot, who tried to pick a fight over something stupid, I'm sure and you deserve to enjoy yourself without him calling."

Carole shrugs, "I mean, she could do that, or she can come with me," she grabs your hand, "to the dance floor."

You stop her, "I don't know."

"Just let go for a little bit," Charlotte adds, helping the other girl try and pull you onto the dance floor.

"But-"

"Nope," they shake their heads and haul you onto the floor.

You knew that I was free And now you won't stop calling me I'm kinda busy Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think any more

You sneak away from the two, checking your phone. You sigh, debating on answering him or leaving him on read.

“Don’t respond to his text,” Carole tells you, glancing over your shoulder. “We’re busy, like you said we can enjoy the night.”

You turn to her, “I don’t know what to do anymore.”

“I know, honey.”

“Take me away or let me lose my mind forever?”

She chuckles, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “That’s my line and I only use with my Goose.”

You playfully groan, “don’t talk about your sex life with me.”

“I never do, you just assume.”

“And you have to stop lightly implying what you and your hubby do.”

“But your facial expressions are my favorite thing, and they make my day.”

“The moon is out.”

She rolls her eyes, “okay, they make my nights too.”

I left my head and heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk anymore I got my head and my heart on the dance floor Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Charlotte breaks away from the dance floor, standing in front of you two. “Okay, ladies. Are we going to keep talking or dance so we can forget about our troubles?”

“I like the second option,” the blonde says.

“Great, we’re doing this.” She turns around and spots a familiar face along with a few others. “Jesus,” she mumbles to herself. “You two go to the dance floor while I,” she shakes her cup, rattling the ice in the empty glass. “Get a refill.”

Carole notices the expression on her face and the way her eyes linger at the door. She turns and sees the guys walking into the club. She mentally face palms at the sight of her goofy husband waving his hand around like a mad man. “Come on, it’s time to dance.” She pulls you away before you can see anything or anyone that could ruin your mood.

You were barely able to take a sip of your drink before being hauled off. You don’t know what to do with this whole thing.

Is it considered a fight? You don’t know.

You’ve never known Leonard to act this way before.

He loves the guys; they’ve become his family so the little teasing comments shouldn’t have made him as upset as they did.

When it first happened, you didn’t know what to think; his attitude at the Top Gun barbecue was normal.

You close your eyes and wave your arms in the air (making you feel like the popular/ party girl in the movies), letting your annoyance escape you. It takes a lot for his anger to get the best of him.

Stop telephonin' me Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh I'm busy, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me

The comments weren’t even that bad, the more you think about it; if anything, they were more endearing for Leonard but- you still don’t understand why he lost his composure today.

You lower your hands onto your head, trying to figure out what could have happened. You know it didn't happen in the morning because he was happy since he was going to be practicing in the air and that always made him happy no matter what.

Breakfast was good, you sent him off with a kiss as usual and he got to use the phone which was shocking since he normally can't because the other guys get to it before him.

The call was good, you could hear Rick asking him about you and trying to steal the phone from him.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Pete stops in front of Charlie first. "How's my favorite girl?"

She raises a brow and purses her lip, "you tell me. Your number one hasn't come by yet so you'll have to wait until then."

He chuckles and places a hand over his chest. "You wound me, honey."

"It's a gift." She takes a step forward. "Do you want to tell me why all of you are when you know we were trying to have a girl’s night?"

A nervous chuckle escapes him as he scratches the back of his head. "You see I was trying to stop," he gulps. "Wolf- Wolfman but he got past us, and we had to follow him."

"Is that all?"

He nods, "pretty sure, yeah. Goose?"

"Huh?" The mustached man lowers his head to try and hear better over the music.

"We followed Wolf because he got past us, right?"

"Oh, yeah. He just-" he lightly claps his hand and extends his arm and whistles, "went right past us and here we are."

"And that has nothing to do with the other guys here?"

They glance over their shoulders.

"Ice is here for his girl. Slider is looking for company, if you know what I mean," Nick explains, raising his brows to emphasize his innuendo.

She sighs, "when don't I?"

He merely smiles at her comment. "Merlin wanted to tag along and- uh- other guys weren't busy."

She looks around for the man of the hour.

Call all you want, but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

"Where is he?"

Now the two are confused.

"He's not here?" Pete asks.

"He was just behind us," Nick adds.

They turn to one another. "Wasn't he behind you?"

"No. I thought he was with you."

"No, see, Mav. You've got it wrong. I came in first, like we discussed then you were supposed to come in with Wolf and make it seem like we met here by accident."

Charlotte tilts her head, crossing her arms. "And you two said it was a coincidence that you all were here."

"Dammit, Mav. You got us caught!" He smacks his arm.

"I got us caught? I'm not the one who just exposed us and our plan."

"Fine, fine." The mustached man rolls his eyes, "we're both to blame."

"I don't think so."

"Are these two idiots giving you a hard time?" Tom asks her.

She smiles and shakes her head, "unfortunately no but maybe you two can answer why you're all here?"

Tom and Ron glance at each other.

"Moral support and to get him a date," the man with frosted tips informs her.

"I told you I could get my own date."

"You've been doing jack with the way you complain about being single."

Those two-start arguing alongside the other duo leaving Charlotte with a growing headache. "Why do I ask?"

Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone Won't make me leave no faster Put my coat on faster Leave my girls no faster I shoulda left my phone at home

You don't feel the buzzing of your phone, too into your thoughts.

Was today anything special? No, if it was, you'd both have it on your calendars because you know you both aren’t the best with dates.

Could it have been an important Top Gun thing you needed to do and forgot about? No.

Everything that could go wrong or has gone wrong before has been crossed off your mental list.

'Cause this is a disaster Callin' like a collector Sorry, I cannot answer Not that I don't like you I'm just at a party

He taps Carole's shoulder. "Can I talk to her?"

She avoids his gaze. "I don't know if that's such a good idea, Wolf."

"I just- I want to talk to her. This place sucks with service so I couldn't tell her over the phone. Please," he pulls out his puppy dog eye expression, knowing whenever he uses it on anyone, they cave.

She sighs. "Am I going to regret this?"

He immediately shakes his head. "No, this is going to be good for us. I'm- I got this."

"If, and only if, you're sure."

"I am."

She smiles and pats his shoulder. "Go, get her stud."

He chuckles, making sure she makes it to her husband (who's distracting the other blonde with ease).

You still can't figure it out for the life of you, but you do know that you want to stomp on your phone and break it. You open your eyes and grab your phone. "What?" You growl. "You've been ringing me off the hook since we left. I told you we'll talk when I get home- why is there music coming from your line?"

"Turn around."

"What?"

And I am sick and tired Of my phone ringin' Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station Tonight I'm not takin' no calls

You spin around and find him standing just a few feet from you. You hang up and place it back into your pocket, walking closer towards him. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk."

"You wanted to talk?"

He takes a step towards you. "Can we please talk about this elsewhere?"

"I don't want to talk to you after you kept endlessly blowing up my phone and then-" You stop when he pulls you away from the dance floor. "Hey. I wasn't done."

He stops when you two stops at your table, it's the only spot in the place that isn't jam packed with other people. "I know you weren't, but I want to be able to hear you when you scream at me and scrunch that nose of yours because you can't avoid me."

You cross your arms, rolling your eyes. "Why are you here?"

"I want to talk."

"Did you think maybe I didn't?"

"The service here sucks so how could I tell what you did or didn't want to do?"

"You think my ignoring you was for fun?"

He shrugs, "honestly, I think the both of us haven't been our usual selves today."

"You're one to talk."

"Can we- can we please not do this?"

"Do what?" You uncross your arms. "I'm acting perfectly fine."

"I don't want this to become a fight."

"It's a little too late since this is where we are, just a few steps away from fighting?"

He straightens his posture. "I'm trying to fix what I started. I don't- I don't like it when we fight."

"Neither do I but it's really hard when one of you doesn't think it's worth talking about."

"It's not that."

'Cause I'll be dancin' 'Cause I'll be dancin' 'Cause I'll be dancin' Tonight I'm not takin' no calls 'Cause I'll be dancin'

You reach forward and grab his hand. "Then what is it because I can't change anything if you don't talk to me."

He doesn't say anything else as his shoulders hunch over.

"This is why I made plans because you're not willing to talk." You remove your hand from his. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I'll be going back onto the dance floor so one of us can clear their heads."

You start walking away, not sure if you should be listening to him breathing with how much he has been acting like an ass today. You don't want to waste your time with something he clearly doesn't want to talk about even though he acts like it.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you back towards the table. "Okay, okay. I'll- I'll tell you. It's just- it's a lot."

"You don't have to unpack it all now, you can tell me some or however much you want to but know I won't tell anyone because I don't need to share your business with anyone else. You know that which is why you've been pissing me off today."

He chuckles. "It' just," he sighs. "Today- today is an anniversary."

"Ours? Is it really?" You pull out your phone. "I thought we were better than that. We usually coordinate and-"

He grabs your phone, "you're right. It's not, it's one of mine."

You tilt your head. "One of yours?"

Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think any more I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk any more I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

"What do you think they're talking about?" Nick leans back, asking his friend.

"I don't know. Maybe he's finally admitting why he's been off today," Pete told him.

"I mean, that'd be great, right? We wouldn't have to tiptoe around them and everything that's been going on."

Charlotte rolls her eyes, "would the two of you rather dance with each other than us?"

They push themselves off the other and return their attention to their partners.

"Where'd Ice and Slider go?" Nick asks his wife, looking around the room for their fellow crew mates.

"Maybe Ice got a girl for Slider?" His wife adds.

"You think those chumps managed to get a woman, like an actual woman and not the ones in their heads, to talk to them?" Nick stares at his wife like she's crazy.

"I do and you know they're not that bad."

"They may not be but they're not that nice either."

"It doesn't help that you and Mav pick on them."

"I'm sorry," he pushes her away slightly, keeping his hands on her hips. "Are you my wife or theirs because I'm not feeling very loved right now."

She smiles and steps closer, keeping her hands wrapped around his shoulders. "You know I'm yours, baby."

"Are you now?" He smirks.

She pecks his lips, "show me the way home or lose me forever, you punk."

He chuckles and resumes dancing with her while pulling her off the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna think any more I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin' I don't wanna talk any more I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Sam, Rick, and Marcus sit in a corner enjoying their drinks while watching everyone mingle with their spouse and/ or significant other.

“Has anyone seen Chip since we got here?” Sam asks.

Rick shrugs, “not really, kind of lost him in the crowd as soon as we got in.”

“What's a cage dancer supposed to look like?”

The two turn to Marcus with confusion evident on their faces.

“What?” Sam starts.

“Where'd that come from?” Rick adds.

“I think Chip is up there,” he points to the cage on the second floor.

“Jesus,” Rick mutters. “How do you persuade a cage dancer out of a cage?”

They look at one another.

“I don't think any of us know the answer to that,” the blond adds.

“Should we try to get him down?” Marcus asks out loud.

“Leave him, he'll get out when he's ready,” Tom says, patting Rick's shoulder.

“It's always the quiet ones,” Ron mutters.

They all shake their heads, watching as one of their own has the time of his life.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

"The comments shouldn’t have bothered me, you know. I thought I was past this."

You furrow your brows. "Past what?"

"It's stupid."

You stand beside him, rubbing his upper back in a soothing manner. "It's not stupid if it's something that's bothering you."

He grabs your free hand that was resting on his shoulder, for support. "It's my parents’ anniversary."

"Oh."

He doesn't like talking about his family so this is all new for you and him.

"I don't talk about them because," he sighs. "My pops never treated my ma right and she never left him even though she should have. And there were people who used to say the same thing Mav and Goose were joking about, which wasn't that big of a deal but when I saw what day it was. I kind of-"

"Flipped out?"

He chuckles. "I wouldn't say that."

"Then what would you call it?"

He sighs before turning to face you and pulling you into his grasp. "Okay, maybe I did but it's only because you mean so much to me and I don't want us to end up like them. I don't want to end up like him, you know."

"We won't, you know why?"

I'm busy, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

He shakes his head.

"Because we're better. Yes, your parents didn't have the best relationship and your mother probably should have gotten out of that situation sooner but she didn't and hopefully got to live a long life where she got to see her kids grow up and get married or meet someone smart enough to keep their boyfriend at a distance."

He smirks, brushing his thumb on the back of your hand, against your knuckles. "Hey, now."

"I'm just saying."

"You can say all you want, and it won't change a thing, you know why?"

"Why?" He leans in, as if he's whispering a secret. "One way or another I'm getting a ring on that finger."

You avoid his gaze when he pulls back.

"You're looking a little flushed," he teases. "Do we need to step outside and get some air?"

You playfully shove him away, "no. I want to go back on the dance floor so I can get away from you."

He smiles, pulling you back into him. “You can't escape me, sweetheart."

You step towards him, standing toe to toe, "doesn't mean I can't try."

"You can try but it won't do you any good."

"I'm still going to try." You stomp your foot, knowing full well he's going to be right on your tail (exactly where you want him).

Can call all you want but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Tom glances over his shoulder when Sarah gestures to the dance floor where you and Leonard are, along with the (two) idiots and their girls.

Ron passes him, giving his buddy an ecstatic smile as he drags some poor girl with him.

"Jesus, where do you find them?" He mutters to himself.

She smiles and leans forward, "I told you things were going to get interesting when we left for the barbecue today."

"Yeah, yeah." He turns back to her. "What's a navy man got to do to get a free drink around here?" He playfully flirts with his girlfriend.

She rolls her eyes, "still gotta pay, pilot."

He groans, "are you sure? I think I can be pretty persuasive if I need to."

"Not today."

He sighs, pulling out his wallet, "if I must."

She smiles at him, letting the other bartender working with her take care of the other customers until she's done talking to him.

There's no better customer than her boyfriend.

Call all you want but there's no one home And you're not gonna reach my telephone 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

You stand beside the girls and start dancing less out of control than you did when you first got to the dance floor.

The girls’ glance at one another and smile, happy to see the two of you talk and make up (like adults and stopped avoiding the other [more you than him]).

Pete turns to him with a raised brow while Nick stares at him with a hopeful expression and both brows raised, doing a thumb up thumbs down gesture.

Leonard smiles and shakes his head before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer.

"I'm glad you two finally figured your shit out."

You give the mustached man a sarcastic smile, "as sweet as ever, aren't you, Nick? How did Carole ever get so lucky?"

He smiles back, kissing the top of his wife's head. "I don't know, she's just- she chose the best of the best, I guess."

"I'm pretty sure that's what you say about your partner and Ice but, okay."

He scoffs, "why are you ruining a good moment?"

"How am I ruining it?"

"With your-" He waves his hand in front of your face.

You stick your tongue out at him and lean further into Leonard's arms.

He bends down, "do you want to go back and sit down?"

You shake your head and smile at him, "nope. I'm perfectly fine where I am."

My telephone M-m-my telephone 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

You three went to the bathroom to fix yourselves (adding a little extra lipstick… to leave marks) and went to the restroom before leaving. "It wasn't stupid."

They both glance at you in the mirror and ask, "what?"

"It wasn't stupid like you thought," you tell Charlotte. "It was something serious for him and I think tonight was good for us." You can’t fight the smile that sneaks its way onto your lips. “I think it made us closer than before.”

Carole smiles, “good, maybe it’s a good thing the guys snuck him in then.”

After that night you guys were better than before because you got to learn something else about him and learned more about how he got to become the man you see today, and that's something you wouldn't ever trade for.

Maybe other than-

My telephone M-m-my telephone 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub And you're not gonna reach my telephone

You stare at the ring on your finger.

"He's lucky, you know."

You turn to your longtime friend. "Who?"

She purses her lips and rolls her eyes. "You know who, you weirdo."

You suck in air through your teeth to exaggerate. "I don't know, Care. This little guy here seems lucky," you rub your protruding six-month pregnant belly. You lean as forward as you can, mumbling under your breath. "Lucky to stomp on my bladder and make his poor mother need to pee every five minutes."

"It's been at least ten minutes, a new record," she jokes, her laughter dying down when you don't join in. "At least he'll be home in a few."

"Not soon enough, I need his soothing hands."

"Oh, gross," she shrieks.

"Oh, don't be like that, you know what I mean and don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. I swear he gives the best foot rubs, I've never had better and you're one to talk, missy. You always kindly refer to your sexual escapades with your hubby."

"I do not!"

The door opens and you two don't stop.

"Do too."

"Do not! I'm hurt, very hurt that you would even imply such a thing."

"I feel like I shouldn't have come in."

You turn to your fiancé and smile at him. "Don't feel like that. Now, come here. I swear I haven't seen you today."

He bends down and pecks your lips. "You just want me to give you a foot massage.”

You scoff, "how dare you." You sniffle, cover your eyes.

"Sweetheart, honey, I didn't mean to make you cry-"

"You didn't! This spawn of yours did."

"I'm gonna go," she whispers to him.

He nods and waves at her till she gets to the door. "How about I give my special girl a nice, long foot rub and we watch some of our favorites?" He rests his head on the arm of the couch. "Do you like that idea?"

You wipe your under eye and nod, glancing down at him, wondering how you ever got so lucky to find a guy like him.

"I'm the lucky one." He pecks your temple and starts grabbing stuff for your relaxing night.

"How did you know?"

"I'm psychic."

You narrow your eyes to him.

"I'd be a bad fiancé if I didn't know what you wanted."

Before you fall asleep, you swear you hear him whispering to the baby.

"-nd I told her I'd get a ring on her finger one way or another. You had nothing to do with it but that was some pretty funny timing, little howler."

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