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Hello hello hello beloved, could I request #28 "I'm just getting comfortable" (I hope?) with one of my main men, Mickey Garcia?

Thank you already and also, ily and congratulations 🫀

A/N: my dear, first of all sorry for taking so long, I really wanted to write something good for you and I hope it worked out 💕 Secondly, I really love your man Mickey, I hope I did him justice, and ily too so so much, thank you for requesting this ♡

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Saturdays with Mickey were always easy to love. The lazy mornings in bed, the simple chatter shared over a warm cup of coffee, dancing in the kitchen together while you both prepared breakfast, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you along with him, moving from side to side and singing to whatever was playing, a childlike grin on his face. Some mornings had been spent walking around the city, if the weather allowed, bathing in the sun in the summer and jumping into a pile of leaves in the autumn, his hand always finding yours to hold onto it as you walked, the simple touches never failing to make you smile.

Which made Saturdays without him all the more empty.

Friday finally came, leaving you waiting patiently at the airport for him to get back, going to pick him up once he landed, watching as one by one everyone made their way to whoever was there to pick them up, waving at who you recognized, Coyote and Hangman the first ones to make their ways towards the exit, sending them a warm smile. It wasn’t long before you saw your boyfriend rush off the plane, concentratedly looking around until he spotted you, his grin visible from where you were standing, the way he broke into a jog to reach you not going unnoticed. “Home.” He hummed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you up, closing his eyes tightly as he beamed, finally truly being back.

It had been a joke, initially, calling you home. Somehow, it had almost become your callsign at this point. Payback had been the first one to bring it up, seeing the way Fanboy was practically sitting on the edge of his seat on the last day before heading home, that having been the first time he had left for deployment since the start of your relationship, and he hadn’t expected for you to be waiting for his return.

He didn’t think he’d score a date, let alone a kiss, let alone a relationship, not with his ways, often considered too goofy and childish for his age, not with his job. And yet you had welcomed him into your life with a smile on your face and sweet laughter at his jokes, finding it easy to spend time with you just as much as you did with him.

“Happy to go home?” Payback had asked him, patting him on the back when he saw him smiling at his phone on their way to the gate, texting you that he’d be out soon, just having to walk the last bit. “Yep.” He answered, not paying much attention to what the question had been, grinning when you told him you were waiting for him just outside the glass doors. Which is why, when Payback saw Fanboy bolt towards them, hesitating for only a moment before rushing into your arms, he jokingly muttered a “Home, huh?”, seeing then what the reason for his happiness had been.

The second time had been when the squad was catching up on a video call, an organized mess that happened too often to always go so badly, a jumble of voices and laughter echoing through each speaker and periodically overlapping, a routine that had now settled in their lives whenever they were apart from each other. “How’s home?” Hangman asked to no one in particular, waiting for everyone to answer, still grinning after sharing his own adventures with his ma and pa, always happy to go back home. Everyone answered, “Great!” and “Good to be home.” being thrown around, until Fanboy looked to his side, mumbling a “she’s good”. He hadn’t even noticed that anyone heard him, his eyes focused on you and the way your eyebrows were scrunched together as you followed the film you were watching with attention, headphones set on your head making you oblivious to the sweetness of his voice when he uttered those words. Oftentimes you said hi at the beginning of the call, leaving them to catch up with their gossip, knowing you’d catch up to whatever was juicy enough once the call ended. And that’s when Payback decided to give you your new call-sign. Home.

“You’re back.” You said as you held onto Mickey, hands gripping the material of his jacket, one of them reaching to the nape of his neck, the mess of curls you had grown accustomed to gone and shaved into a buzzcut. And annoyingly, he still looked great. “I am, baby. Not leaving for a while, promise.” He hummed, placing a kiss on your forehead, smiling as he slipped his hand into yours. “How was the mission?” You asked, squeezing his hand gently as you took the first step towards the exit, waving back when you spotted Phoenix and Rooster side by side, smiling at you and Fanboy with a toothy grin. “Tiring, but it was a fairly quick mission, which I appreciate.” He said with a shrug and a laugh, glad to be back.

He loved his job, loved the squad, didn’t love the distance between you and him when he was away, even if it made coming home all the sweeter, but he also genuinely appreciated the feeling that came once a mission had been completed, a deep satisfaction, even once the adrenaline had left.

Even after having left for a little over two months, it was easy to slip back into the routine you had grown accustomed to before he left, afternoons of coffee runs or walks around town or simply chilling at home, evenings of cuddles and dinners on the couch, watching a cheesy show or a movie and snuggling together, and conversations shared as easily as quiet moments together were.

This morning, however, instead of your usual routine, he had to leave early, being called at the last moment to talk about some issues with the paperwork, something that they had assured him “would take no longer than an hour”, yet by the look on Mickey’s face he hadn’t been truly convinced by their words, nodding with a soft frown. Unsurprisingly, that turned out to be the correct deduction, considering that lunch time had now passed, his Saturday morning errand running over its scheduled time by yet another hour, leaving you with an empty house, something you had grown accustomed to and truly didn’t mind, even if having him by your side was always preferred, and an empty plate of pasta by your side.

Glancing at your phone again, you smiled when opening his chat you saw that he was typing, waiting for him to be finished so that you could figure out when he’d be home. Just out now, cielo. Will be back in 20mins! 🌹 You texted him back, asking him if he needed you to warm up lunch for him, the extra serving of pasta still in the pan in the kitchen, standing up when he agreed on it, walking to the kitchen to slowly get to work, even if there wasn’t much to be done.

Pasta slowly warming up over low fire, you made your way back to the sofa, plopping down onto it and grabbing a book you had recently bought, resting your head on the back of the couch and flicking through the first pages, skipping through the synopsis of the author, settling on reading it later, and reaching the first chapter, eyes skimming through the first words. Barely getting through the first page, you smiled when you heard the door open, then quietly close, and the pitter patter of his feet behind you as he made his way over, placing a gentle kiss on your head. “Finally back.” He hummed, walking to the kitchen with a small bouquet of flowers, playfully hiding them behind his back while he reached for something to put them in, filling the container with water and setting them down somewhere where you could easily see them, their colors bright and immediately bringing more life to the room, just like he had when he walked in. “Thank you.” You commented, raising your eyes from the book to look at him, tilting your head to take in the sight of the man you fell for, the one that was simultaneously one of the best Wizzos around, while also being an incredible ray of sunshine, full of passion and enthusiasm and love. “Reminded me of you.” He muttered, caressing one of the petals and smiling softly, sitting by your side before you could stand up, placing a hand on your thigh to hold you in place, resting his head on your shoulder for a moment. “Lunch is waiting.” You reminded him, nudging him gently as you placed the book back down to your side. “Did you eat?” He asked, sitting back up and looking at you, relaxing back against you when you nodded. “Then I can wait. Just one moment.”

You wrapped an arm around his shoulder, smirking at the need of affection, his eyes fluttering closed and a pleased sigh escaping his lips, his breathing slowly growing more rhythmic and relaxed. “You’re going to fall asleep.” You added quietly after a few minutes, trying not to laugh when he opened only one eye to spy up at you, frowning softly but nodding, sitting back up. “I simply know you won’t get up again if not.” You said knowingly, that scenario having already happened more than once, his eyes following you as you made your way to the kitchen, plating his pasta and grabbing a fork, handing it to him before getting a drink for both of you too, walking back to the couch and setting everything down at the foot of it, crossing your legs as you listened to him talk. “Very true. But it’s good to be back, and I hadn’t planned on having to head out again so soon after arriving.” “You were only out for a few hours.” You pointed out with a laugh, loving the way his eyes crinkled, eyebrows raising as he lifted his finger, stopping you from adding any more while he eats a bite. “I’ve been away for months, that’s already more than enough.” His words were light, stifling a chuckle as he went back to eating, swaying his body slightly to the music that was faintly playing. “The last day before coming back, I was talking to Rooster,” Mickey said, gesturing while he ate, eyes bright as he recounted his days, “and we were maybe thinking of organizing something all together? If you’d like to join?” He asked, stabbing the last bit of pasta and eating it, before setting the plate down and resting his hands in his lap, smiling at you. You knew there was no pressure, never had been, but you had been curious to meet his friends and get to know them a little better than the simple conversations shared through video calls or rushed airport goodbyes allowed. “I’d love that.” You said honestly, nodding at him and leaning back against the couch, stretching. “Good. Good, we’ll organize it then.” he stated with a toothy grin, looking forward to it.

He loved spending time with the dagger squad, and while he always got teased about his love for you, the endless comments making him blush and smile at the same time as he thought of you, he truly didn’t mind. Hangman had even suggested that his call sign had to shift in meaning, no longer marking him as a Star Trek fan but as a you fan, with how much he tried to add a little mention of you or your passions when he talked.

“I’ll finally get properly introduced to everyone.” You jokingly said, slapping his knee and standing, grabbing his plate to leave it in the kitchen, sure that one of the two would otherwise knock it over. “Yeah, yeah, there’s time.” He raised his hands in defense, chuckling, “Plus, it’s easier to warm up to them slowly, not all of them are as easy to be around as me.” He added, standing up and walking over, his hands wrapping around your waist as his lips settled on your neck, kissing your skin as he spoke. You hummed in reply, tilting your head as your hands found his, too distracted by his kisses to come up with a reply, tilting your head as your hands found his, too distracted by his kisses to come up with a reply, simply leaning into his touch as your eyes fluttered closed, sighing at the attention. Spinning you around in his grasp, he looked into your eyes, resting his forehead against yours. “I am going to suggest more cuddling.” Mickey added after a few moments of taking you in, his hands no longer around your waist but now one resting on the small of your back, while the other found a home on the swell of your butt, much to your delight. You wrapped your arms around him tighter, head falling to rest on his shoulder with a sigh. “That sounds absolutely terrible.” You mocked him, looking at him with a playful glint, not even pretending to hate the idea. You went without him for two months, after all, and all you wanted now was to lay in his arms and kiss him, touch him, love him. “Doctor’s orders.” He joked, grinning, “But I have to shower first.” He laughed, pulling away and peeling his shirt off, putting on a show as he took a step back, shimmying his shoulders before turning, making his way to the bathroom with his shirt in his hand and a tune on his lips.

You heard him sing along to his favorite playlist in the shower, putting on his best performance and earning a laugh from you a few times, especially when he belted out a particularly high note, then quietly cursed when it didn’t sound as good as he had planned it to, knowing you were probably listening. By the time you had finished reading the second chapter, he’d wrapped a towel low around his waist, perfectly aware of how much he was showing, his tan skin on display along with his muscles, sending you a wink as he made his way to the bedroom to pick a clean change of clothes, emerging with a simple black t-shirt and some shorts and taking quiet steps towards you, peaking over your shoulder as you read, trying his best not to disturb you. He waited, following your eyes as they read, taking a step towards you only when you sighed, content with how the chapter ended. You watched as he plucked the bookmark from the back and placed it between the pages you had been reading, closing the book with a smirk on his face and setting it down on the shelf with a little pat on it, walking back towards you and moving your legs to one side so that he could lie in the place they were occupying. “Mickey?” You interrupted his actions, hands still raised from how they had been holding the book, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows. “Hmm?” You both knew what he was doing. Mickey loved attention. Not always, and he always picked the moment, but he could be clingy and was unapologetically so, especially when he didn’t get to spend the time he wanted with you because of boring paperwork or unimportant meetings. “What are you doing?” You asked, letting your hands find a place on his shoulder as he laid on your lap, looking up to you with a boyish grin. “I’m just getting comfortable.” “On my lap?” “That book looked awfully comfortable, and it got its time, now it’s mine.” He explained with a slight pout, giving you his best puppy dog eyes, before leaning into your touch, relaxing immediately into it. “But I could read the book. I’ll get bored if I just have to look at you.” You teased, both of you knowing that that truly wasn’t the case, never tiring of looking at his face. “Oh, what a terrible destiny that would be.” he joked right back, closing his eyes at the feeling of your hand on his head. “I miss your hair.” You say softly, no real meaning to your words.

While you did love his luscious locks, he also looked great with his buzzed look, fingers trading down along his neck, up along his jaw, bopping him gently on the nose. He smiled, and you sent him one back, always loving the way he looked when he did so, short hair or long, his energy bright and warm. “I still look great though.” He grinned. “Always.” You agreed, rolling his eyes. “I’m still mad I had to leave this morning.” He groaned, stretching and wrapping his arms around you as best as he could, pulling you closer. “We have all of tomorrow, you know, right?” “Yeah, but I like Saturdays with you.” “Hope you like Sundays, too.” You answered, smiling at the way his words always made you feel. Mickey had never been shy, since day one, to show his love. On your first date, he couldn’t help but keep a smile on his face, or reach for your hand when you were walking home, or pull you into a hug before saying goodbye to you, not wanting to seem too forward. He texted you when he got home, a simple “Thank you for the evening, I really enjoyed it and would love to see you again soon?” And when you started dating, he showed just how much he appreciated spending time together, whether it be by walking around town, eating out or cooking at home, lounging on the couch or going out for drinks, he loved every moment. Post-Its with little messages were often hidden around the place for you to find while he was away, and his face lit up when you sent him a message or called him, and it was just so painfully obvious how much he enjoyed sharing his days with you. “I like every day with you.” he muttered. His hand rose to find your cheek, pulling you down to press his lips to yours, the position awkward but sweet, both of you moving to get more comfortable, him no longer in your lap but now you on his, legs resting by his as his hands found purchase on your hips, deepening the kiss as he did so. “I am going to suggest moving this to the bedroom.” He mutters after pulling away, biting his bottom lip as his eyes rake over your features, his cheeks slightly tinted. “You’re doing an awful lot of suggesting today.” You teased, slipping out of his grasp as he shifted below you, finding his footing as he stood and connecting your lips and his again, dragging you towards the bedroom. It was hard to navigate, he couldn’t lie, closed eyes and the added distraction of your lips and hands and soft sounds, but he did his best and finally pushed you back when he felt the edge of the bed against his legs, smirking as you fell back with a silent yelp. “Oops” he whispered, following you and placing a rushed kiss on your lips, trailing lower and lower until he was hovering over your hips, teasingly biting the small bit of skin that got exposed as you fell, the fabric of your shirt shifting upwards as you laid beneath him. “Mickey?” You said once again, following his movements with your eyes, feeling your cheeks burn at the attention as he looked up to you, smirking before kissing the tender skin better. “I’m just getting comfortable.” He said for the second time today. And for the second time today, you smiled at his words, your gaze holding love and adoration, nodding as he grabbed a better hold of your thighs, humming as he kissed your skin softly, gently, again and again.

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Me reading the absolute filthiest smuttiest fanfiction while jogging out the frustration of my awful week on an elliptical, knowing I’m about to devour a pint of Ben and Jerry’s and apply for a different job after is absolutely self care and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise

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callsign-squints · 2 years

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AU: Your camera roll but it’s full of domestic moments at home with your wife Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace (headcanons)

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callsign-squints · 2 years

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Being Married to Natasha “Phoenix” Trace Would Include…

A/N: gn!reader. First piece of writing I’m publishing in 2 weeks, just a little fluff piece that goes with this AU that was requested to get back in the swing of things.

I’m going to go ahead and officially open my requests back up as well cause I would love some fresh ideas as my current wips aren’t really screaming out to me! You can drop me a request here <3

Top Gun Maverick Masterlist

For as fierce and badass as Natasha is at work, it may surprise some of how soft and purely domestic she is at home.

But the truth is that no matter how she loves being in the sky, she’ll never love it more than being able to share parts of herself that no one else will ever see with you.

She has a huge green thumb! Having space for a nice garden was one of her musts when looking to buy your first home together and you of course happily agreed.

Getting her hands dirty in the soil is really relaxing for her and she loves having you join her as she plants new things and tends to the garden full of different types of fruits, vegetables and pretty flowers. She’ll go on and on about the different species or type of care all her plants need (which is great information for you to soak up so you can keep them alive when she has to leave for missions/deployments).

Her garden is one of her happy places where no matter how rough of a day she’s had, she can also go to relax even if it’s just sitting by it in the yard with a drink or playing some old board games you’ve collected over the years.

And growing fruits and vegetables means she also enjoys cooking with them so whenever you can you make time to make dinner together. Many nights are spent around the stove making fresh pasta dishes or homemade pizzas with ingredients from the garden while telling each other about your days with Stevie Nicks playing softly in the background.

After dinner you share clean up duty because your wife always makes it fun with lots of singing and twirling you around while loading the dishwasher and cleaning off the table.

She happens to also have quite the sweet tooth so you both love baking new recipes for all types of sweet treats together but always end up going back to strawberry thumbprint cookies (strawberries also from her garden of course!) that you shape into little hearts that are too cute to resist.

Nat loves showering together, sure baths are nice and all but she loves being able to hold you close, rest her head in the crook of your neck and the pure intimacy of washing each other’s hair and bodies, getting to know every curve more than you already do.

And it’s a bonus that showers are much more convenient so even if there’s not much time before heading off to work you can still have a nice moment together!

You would always be sure to have the absolute best body washes, shower steamers, face masks, exfoliating scrubs, shampoo and conditioners while Nat loves to put little plants and ivy in the shower to make it all fresh, cozy while really elevating the shower whether they last a few minutes or 20.

You love fostering and adopting dogs together. One of the things that immediately drew Natasha to you was your big heart and that includes animals but when she found out about your particular love for dogs and that you love them as much as she does, she was officially whipped.

Which means that new pups are frequently coming into your home to get all the love that they deserve while waiting on their forever homes. The sweet mutts of all kinds cling to you both but especially her, she loves cradling them while dancing around the living room making you laugh and having them snuggled up with you on the couch during movie nights.

Neither of you are opposed to having kids, they're just not a high priority right now with your careers being how they are so having some dogs around make your home even more homey especially when she has to leave for extended periods of time.

Despite how fast paced her life is, both figuratively and literally, when Natasha is home with you the world seems to stand still. No pressure, no stress, just relaxing with the one she loves most and who she’s beyond thankful to be building a life with.

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callsign-squints · 2 years

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Platonic soulmates ~ Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin (HC)

Notes: I decided to try out a different format of fic so hopefully this turns out okay. Also yes, I’m mainly a Fanboy page but I want to try out writing for all of the Top Gun: Maverick characters.

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• Jake and you became friends in freshmen year of high school

• He pulled your ponytail, trying to be funny, but he didn’t think it was very funny anymore once you turned around and socked him in the face

• You both got in trouble and begrudgingly apologized, but eventually came to a truce once Jake bought you food as a better “I’m sorry”

• Ever since then, when you’re mad at Jake, he buys you food as a peace offering

• With you both being from Texas (I’m sorry if you’re not from Texas :’) please go with it) you both spent your time on the ranch Jake’s parents owned

• He taught you how to ride a horse and in your spare time, you’d ride together, talking about drama you’ve both heard at school

• An occasional race would ensue (with you winning and Jake coming in a couple seconds after) and Jake was a complete sore loser about who won, always stating it was a tie

• Speaking of drama, Jake LOVES to gossip

• There was that one time where you two were gossiping and Jake nearly fell off his horse from whipping his head so fast

“And then Maria walked back upstairs and saw her boyfriend with her sister and they were COMPLETELY naked!”

“Wait Maria saw what and who now?!” Jake said while whipping his head around to face you, and incredulous look on his face. Without thinking of how fast he was turning, Jake nearly fell clean off his horse, narrowly grabbing a tight hold of the reins.

“Jake!”

“I- I’m okay, Y/n! I just gotta-” Jake hoists himself back up and once he feels stable, he perks up, “So Maria saw what and who now?! And doing WHAT!?”

Y/n tried to hold back their laugh but it escaped as Jake went back to being his dramatic self, like you knew he would be.

• Growing up the way Jake did, he always had a hard time expressing emotions

• It took him 5 months to really trust you and another 4 months after that to even talk to you about what he was feeling on a daily basis

• You, of course, let Jake take his time and we’re there for him regardless

• He appreciated that more than you could ever know and knew that you were someone he wanted to keep around in his life

• While you and Jake experienced high school relationships, there was one time where he found you, crying might I add, because of a stupid guy who stood you up on a date

“I’m sorry that you’re sitting here with me crying my eyes out. I’m also sorry that I’m soaking your shirt.”

“Don’t apologize, Y/n. You did nothing wrong, that douche of a guy doesn’t deserve you anyways.”

“But he was really cute!”

“I’m sure there will be another cute guy that will come your way at some point. Let’s just hope this one is less of a dick.” Jake attempts to comfort you, trying to channel all the comfort he can within the hug he’s giving you.

“Ugh, guys suck!”

Offended, Jake pushes you off your bed, saying, “Hey woah! What did I do?! You better not include me in that!”

• Jake went to the Navy after high school and whether or not you decided to join the Navy with him, or you decided to follow a different aspiration, is up to you

• Jake was proud of you either way, like c’mon man, the guy knows you’re going to do great things someday

• Let’s say you enlisted in the Navy with him, you both were quite the team. One could not be seen without the other; a force to be reckoned with

• You received the callsign ‘Whiplash’ since you had pretty quick witted come backs and you had a tendency to surprise people when you were in the sky, which sometimes made them flinch/jerk back (Jake would also say it’s because you’re a terrible driver but we don’t talk about that)

• And hence your callsign was born

• Deployments were hard on the both of you but you both managed to get through it with the handful of FaceTime calls and text messages whenever y’all had the time

• When you were notified that you were being sent to Top Gun, you thought immediately about telling Jake

• Jake had the same idea and you ended up texting each other at the same time with the news

• After not seeing each other for a year and a half, the reunion was a slightly emotional one

The chatter of a bunch of people and the smell of booze hits you all at once. Maybe you’d get a drink later, you wanted to find the one person before you do anything else.

A blonde head of hair catches your attention. Jake’s over by the pool table, laughing with another guy you don’t recognize.

“Damn, we haven’t seen each other for a year and a half and I’ve already been replaced? Way to strike me in my heart, Seresin.”

Jake’s ears immediately perked up. He turned around slowly and made eye contact with you.

“If that’s what you want to believe, sure, but I think you know me well enough to know that you’re far from replaceable.”

You two held eye contact for a while before he handed his pool stick to the guy next to him and encased you in a hug.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, every aviator was looking at the sight of Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin hugging another individual.

“It’s really great to see you, darlin. You have no idea how much I missed you.” Jake says while tightening his arms around you. He gives you a quick kiss to your temple before giving you a rare, genuine smile.

“Trust me, I know, honey.”

• Now if you decided to follow a different aspiration, you and Jake tried your hardest to stay in touch

• Neither of y’all were used to not talking or seeing each other for quite some time, so it was a bit of an adjustment

• Jake couldn’t be more happy for you that you were living the life you always wanted and he was happy that he could still be there for you, even if he was on the other side of the world

• No matter where the both of you are, you always manage to come back together

• Anywaysssss✨

• I’m thinking of Iceman and Slider type of vibes. Y’all compliment each other very well

• You both can be total assholes when you want to, Jake more than you but my statement still stands

• You stop Jake from being a dick to everyone on the Dagger squad, especially Bob (you have a soft spot for the WSO)

• Despite Jake not getting along with Rooster, you get along quite well with him

• Jake gets a little jealous at the fact that y’all get along, but he doesn’t ever voice it to you. The fear that he could lose you to Rooster scares the holy shit out of him. You eventually pick up on it

“You’re worried about losing our friendship to Rooster?? Really??”

“Okay okay, I get it. No need to rub salt in the wound. I know I sound stupid.” Jake huffs while turning away from you.

Y/n smiled and scoots closer to Jake, as close as the couch they were sitting on would allow them. Y’all were having your weekly movie night and you didn’t expect things to turn out this way. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as you thought about your next words.

“I don’t think it’s stupid. Your feelings are completely valid and I hope you know that no one could ever take your place in my life. No one compares to you or the bond we have. You’re my best friend Jake Seresin, you always have and always will be. Not even Rooster could change that.”

Jake didn’t reply but he could hear the sincerity in your voice. You always knew just the right things to say, regardless of the situation. He finally looked at you and knew that he had nothing to worry about anymore.

• Phoenix, Halo, and yourself like to tag team and throw Jakes comments back at him

• Which in turn makes him pout and give you the “sad puppy eyes” but they stopped working on you years ago

• That doesn’t mean your “sad puppy eyes” stopped working on him

• He could never really say no to you. Maybe to some extent but otherwise, you’ll hardly ever catch him telling you no

“Hey, what’re you doing there, sweets?” Jake says while looking down at you. You were hugging him from behind, arms wrapped around his midsection as he watched the rest of his friends play a game of pool.

“Mmmm sleepy and maybe a little bit drunk.”

“I told you that a shots competition with Coyote was a bad choice.” Jake was starting to think that coming to The Hard Deck with you after work was a bad idea.

“But hey, I won didn’t I?” Y/n says with sleep heavily within their eyes.

Jake laughs, “Yes, yes you did. C’mon let me take you home.”

“Noooo! Can’t we stay like this a little longer?” Your arms around his waist tighten as Jake throws his head back, laughing at your comment.

“Sure sweets, but after the game finishes, I’m taking you home and I’m staying with you so you don’t die from puking in your sleep.”

He didn’t hear a response from you but figured you were content with the decision. He started to slightly sway with the music playing throughout The Hard Deck, as he refocused back on the game.

• No one outside of your friend group understood y’all’s friendship. They would try to bet on when you two would get together but it was to no avail

• When asked if you were dating, the both of you would look at each other and fake gag

• While Bob and Phoenix weren’t the biggest fans of Hangman, they did like to see him happy. It was a weird sight to see, Jake actually smiling without malice in it, but they liked y’all’s friendship. You both completed each other nicely

• Even Coyote thought you were good for him. As time went on, he grew to accept you as a friend as well and could definitely see why Jake and you got along so well

•Coyote also may or may not have a small crush on you but you nor Jake need to know that bit of information

• People also thought it was weird seeing Jake being touchy with someone he wasn’t going to sleep with (our boy is a little hoe :3 )

• It wasn’t anything new for y’all. Touch was just something that was natural between you two

• Jake always had his arm around your shoulder, or on the back of your seat, or on the small of your back

• You always looped your arm through his whenever y’all would walk together, laid your head on his shoulder when you were sitting next to each other, or the occasional pinky link when you were anxious

• Some of the girls that would walk up to Jake and flirt with him thought you two were a thing and would sometimes act shitty with you

• Which wasn’t a surprise, you knew your best friend was good looking, but the unnecessary bitchy-ness wasn’t needed

• Jake didn’t take too kindly to those who were disrespectful to you, even if they were pretty girls

“Oh come on! Let me buy you a drink, handsome!” Some blonde girl with green eyes batted her lashes at Jake, who wasn’t really interested.

“Thank you for the offer but I’m good, thanks.” Jake gives her a polite smile.

The girl doesn’t seem to take the rejection well because she immediately taps you roughly on the shoulder, as if YOU’RE the one who said no.

“Hey hun, no offense, you’re kinda cock blocking me. Do you think you can do me a favor and just-” She makes the gesture for you to move along.

You were shocked to say the least. You weren’t even talking to Jake at the time, too focused on Phoenix and Rooster playing darts, to even pay attention to this chick.

“Hey, don’t talk to them that way. Saying that they were “cock blocking” you is insinuating that you had a chance. Sorry girly, but I didn’t even consider one.” Jake smiles at her, though it’s a lot less polite.

The girl scoffs, “You’re missing out! You’re stuck with whatever that is!”

“They’re a hell of a lot better than you, so I’m not complaining.”

The girl looks red in the face as she stomps off. It’s silent between you and Jake before you both burst out laughing.

• As you can tell, Jake has a major soft spot for you. Always has, always will

• He may be a hard ass to everyone else but he eases up with you

• If I could think of a song to label your friendship with Jake, it would have to be “Hey Brother” by Avicii

• You are a key piece in Jake’s life and vice versa

• He has said time and time again that you’re one of the most important people in his life, other than his mom, and that you’re stuck with him until Father Time comes a knockin

• And you don’t mind, not one bit

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Sorry that this was super long but I had to get that good story line going! I plan on making more of these, if this one goes well. Thanks for reading! :)

#top gun imagine #top gun maverick x reader #top gun x reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman seresin x reader #hangman fic #jake seresin #jake ‘hangman’ seresin

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Beautifully written✨

somewhere only we know⭒javy ''coyote'' machado

it's a short imagine to read before going to bed...if you haven't got anything to think about before sleep you can read this while listening to somewhere only we know it has a spirit trust me bestie it's unique :*

warnings : none if javy comforting you does not count as one

Just picture yourself having one of those evenings where you are inescapably concerned about something, you have an exam coming up, you have a lot on your plate in life, and you aren't even close to reaching your goals, but you lack the energy and joy to achieve any of those things. It has been hours since you sat on that couch, yet you weren't studying. Your notes are scattered over the living room. To keep your mind off studying, you tidied up the kitchen, arranged your library, and made Javy's favorite cookies. Now that you're sitting on the couch with your glasses on, you have to study

You need to study, but all you can muster is tears.You tried a number of different things during the day to stop sobbing, but now you can't stop, draining yourself of all the anxiety-related emotions. When you hear the lock being opened, it's Javy. He has a pleasant smile on his face, his body looks good in his military uniform, and he's carrying a bag full of snacks and drinks for your movie night. But as soon as he notices you sobbing on the couch with your face buried in your hands, his smile vanishes."Y/N what's wrong, baby?" He quickly gestures at your face while dropping the bag to the ground in an almost terrified manner. He takes a seat close to you at first on the couch, stroking your back and resting his lips in your hair. You inhaled deeply before slouching onto his lap. As soon as his reassuring perfume enters your nose, you feel safer than ever. The beachy scent is combined with the smell of jet fuel and his aftershave lotion, and he is softly combing your hair with his fingers while resting his chin on the crown of your head."You know you can tell me what happened, right? Of sure, whenever you want to," he comforts you by massaging your ankles.

''Yes, Javy. ''

This time, as you speak, you raise your head to gently kiss his lips. He watches in amazement as you drift away, but he doesn't push you to keep your lips together; instead, he simply kisses the back of your neck before resume speaking.

"I'll change, then we can watch and eat whatever you want, 'ok Y/N?"

Before getting up from his lap, you sniffle and give him a weak grin. He gets up from the couch and approaches closer to you while you are wiping the tears from your eyes. Before kissing the tip of your nose,He positions his hands at the sides of your neck.

"Whatever happened," he adds as he kisses your lips, "you just have to realize it's no important than you sweetheart."

"I adore you,"

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callsign-squints · 2 years

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*Y/N recording whilst Fanboy and Payback are arguing*

Fanboy: HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP!! HER SISTER WAS A WITCH, RIGHT? AND WHAT WAS HER SISTER? A PRINCESS! THE WICKED WITCH OF THE EAST, BRO!

Y/N : *wheezes like a tea kettle*

Payback, pulling out a knife: I'm gonna stab him.

Fanboy: YOU'RE GONNA LOOK AT ME AND YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME THAT I'M WRONG? AM I WRONG?

Payback: It's my favorite movi-

Fanboy: SHE WORE A CROWN AND SHE CAME DOWN IN A BUBBLE, REUBEN!

Payback: I'm not fighting with you, I'm not fighting with y-

Fanboy: GROW UP, BRO. GROW UP!

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Don’t drop my baby ~ Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia

Summary: The Dagger bunch meet baby Garcia

Pairing: Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia x Fem!reader

Warning: None really, just fluffy :) with some minor cursing but that’s about it

Notes: I’m getting back into the groove of writing since I haven’t done it in a month, so I wrote a little something to get it out there. I’ve been busy with college and I haven’t had the time to write anything until now. Also, I know one of the pictures isn’t Fanboy but I thought it fit the theme for this one.. forgive me 🥲 Soo I hope y’all enjoy this little piece!

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The group chat has been going off since the arrival of baby Garcia. Mickey updated the chat with many pictures over the past couple of hours and everyone was excited to meet the new addition. The hospital only allowed three to four guests in the room at a time, so the group chat took it upon themselves to section into said groups. The first group set to go was Payback, Rooster, Halo, and Phoenix.

Mickey, the ever attentive husband, was nothing but a sweetheart to you and your baby boy. Throughout the duration of the labor and delivery, and now the recovery process, he was attentive to the needs of his family. Right now, he was sitting beside you on the hospital bed, watching how your boy was just gazing up at the two of you.

He was a mix of Mickey and Y/n, but you both could tell that he was going to have a head full of curls. Whether it be from you or Mickey, you don’t know, but he was going to be Mickey’s twin.

A knock interrupted the still moment and Mickey watched as his friends, technically yours now too, walked into the room. Phoenix was holding a little stuffed bear and Halo had a small gift basket with things for you and the baby. Payback and Rooster were the last ones in the room and held smiles on their faces.

“We would’ve been here earlier but Payback couldn’t decide on what flowers to get.” Rooster replied with a smirk.

Payback swiveled his head to look back at Rooster before smacking him upside the head.

“Don’t be telling them that! It’s not my fault that I didn’t know Y/n’s favorite flowers! We all can’t be as knowledgeable as you, bird brains!”

Rooster held the smirk on his face and shrugged. “Sounds like a you problem.”

Payback rolled his eyes and landed his eyes on Y/n and the baby. He looked so small in her arms and he could feel himself getting slightly emotional.

“Well would you look at that, Fanboy, you’re a dad now. How does that feel?”

“It’s a crazy feeling, man, but I’m loving every second of it.”

The girls went to your side, explaining the little things they had gotten you and showering you with compliments.

“Look at this little guy! He’s beautiful, Y/n!” Halo gushes while rubbing Y/n’s shoulder.

“You can definitely tell that’s Fanboy’s kid. I mean, just look at that hair!” Phoenix points out with a chuckle escaping her.

“What’re you talking about? What hair?” Payback jokes while looking at Mickey’s shaved head. Everyone laughs while Mickey glares at Payback and rubs his head.

“See, now none of you are going to hold him. I don’t think he’d be happy hearing you making fun of me. Plus I don’t want y’all’s dirty ass hands on him.”

Y/n flares at Mickey while swatting his arm, “Language! The sink is behind y’all, by the way.”

“Your kid’s not even potty trained, he’s not going to care about me making fun of his daddddyyyyyy!” Payback retorts while making his way to the sink, shoulder checking Rooster on the way. Both men slightly fighting over the sink/who gets to hold the baby first.

Payback makes it over to you first and holds his arms out for the baby. Y/n laughs at his eagerness and hands off the baby, showing him how to support the head and body.

Mickey gazed at his best friend holding his son and never thought he’d be so happy to see this moment come. He went back to your side of the bed and pressed a lingering kiss on your forehead, forever grateful for you creating his son.

“Hey little guy, I’m uncle Payback, or you can call me Uncle Ruben, Uncle Rue, it’s your choice, really.” Payback said while tearing up a little bit. “He truly is beautiful guys. Y/n, you did such a good job.” He then hands the baby off to Rooster who takes to holding your son with ease.

“Hey there, I’m your Uncle Rooster. God, you’re such a pretty baby.” Rooster bounces your baby around the room as the others gather around him.

“Hey, I meant to ask, did you name him yet?” Halo asks while stroking the babies head, in Rooster’s arms.

Mickey and Y/n looked at each other, smiling, before she laid her head on Mickey’s shoulder.

“Joel Ruben Garcia.”

Payback’s head snaps towards Mickey and Y/n, wondering if he heard it correctly. “His middle name is Ruben? Are you serious?”

“We wouldn’t want it to be anything else. You’ve done so much for me and you’ve saved my life more times than I can count. It’s only fitting that our son has that with him now.”

Payback’s eyes become glassy but no tears come out, as he walks over and gives Mickey a hug. He then makes his way over to Y/n and kisses her cheek, looking at the both of them with the utmost appreciation.

The baby then gets passed to Phoenix and Halo and they coo at the little boy in their arms. Rooster and Payback make conversation with Mickey and Y/n, while watching the two girls pass the baby back and forth.

After a while, group one decided to head out and give group two their fill of baby Joel. The girls left Y/n with a hug and a promise of checking up with her later.

“Don’t hesitate to call if any of you need anything, and I mean any of you.” Payback says while patting Mickey on the back.

“That includes you, little guy.” Rooster utters while gently poking the sleeping baby next to your hospital bed. In which baby Joel squirms in his sleep before settling again. Rooster quietly laughs to himself before turning to press a quick kiss to the top of Y/n’s head. “Get some rest, okay? You deserve it, little mama.”

Y/n smiled as both boys left the room. Mickey had a goofy smile on his face as he turned back to his wife. She looked absolutely gorgeous, as she always did. He thought that her being a new mom had made her glow even more than usual, but he knew that her becoming a mom had nothing to do with it, truly. She always had a glow about her, it was what drew him to Y/n. His best friend, his wife, his amor, the love of his life.

“Mickey, are you okay?”

He didn’t realize he must have zoned out while looking at her. He shook his head clear of his previous thoughts but couldn’t help the lovesick expression resting on his face.

“Yeah baby, I’m more than okay.”

Still a bit concerned, Y/n patted the spot next to her in bed, wanting to comfort her husband in some way. Mickey’s heart pounded at the gesture, sitting down, and wrapping both of his arms around Y/n. A content silence filled the room. Everything was as it should be.

“Are you sure you’re okay, honey? You spaced out for a bit there.” Y/n says while rubbing Mickey’s arm that’s around her shoulder. He thought her concern for him was endearing, considering she just pushed out a whole human a couple hours ago.

“I’m okay, baby, I promise. I was just thinking of today, the baby, and you. This new life we’re going to have together, and how happy I am that I’m doing this with you.”

Content with his answer, Y/n sunk back into his arms and dozed off into a much welcomed nap. Mickey knew the second group of his friends were going to show up sometime within the next hour so he made himself more comfortable and tightened his arms around your sleeping form.

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Group two eventually showed up but were quickly shushed by Mickey since Y/n was still asleep. He couldn’t really get up to greet them, with Y/n now sleeping on his chest, so he settled for a small wave. The group now consisted of Hangman, Coyote, and Bob.

“Look at you, Fanboy. A family man. If you wouldn’t have told us about your secret life a couple months ago, I wouldn’t have thought the day would come.” Hangman says quietly, out of respect for your sleeping form laying on Mickey.

Mickey rolls his eyes but otherwise smiles at the small, harmless, jab from Hangman. Coyote places down a small stuffed bunny he probably bought at the gift shop downstairs and his gaze lands on the sleeping baby in the carrier, next to the bed.

“Holy shit- is this him? Like this is ACTUALLY your kid?” Coyote says, excitement mixed with slight anxiety from being in the room with the tiny human before him. Don’t get Javy wrong, he loves babies. It’s just he’s this big macho man and he feels like he could accidentally crush this tiny human with the amount of excitement he has within him.

“Nah, he belongs to the lady that’s two rooms over and we decided to keep him.” Coyote gives Mickey a deadpanned look and it breaks Mickey out of his sarcastic state of mind. “Yeah man, he’s our kid. You can hold him if you want, but hold up, give me a second.”

Mickey maneuvers himself to lay you down on the small pillows on the bed but stops once he feels a hand on his shoulder. He turns around to see Bob with a pillow that’s longer than the ones the hospital provides.

“I um, didn’t know what to get Y/n or the baby so I may or may not have asked Payback to let me into y’all’s house to bring the both of you some of your essentials. Phoenix and Halo helped me out and gathered Y/n’s things while I brought yours. They also told me to bring her pregnancy pillow? I know she’s not technically pregnant anymore but they said it would bring her some type of comfort here? What I’m trying to say is that-“

Bob’s rambling was cut off as Mickey lurched forward to engulf him into a hug. Startled, Bob moved back a bit but accepted it none the less. Mickey pulled away from the hug and gave Bob a smile, before turning and positioning Y/n the way she liked to be with her pillow. Once he was done, he glanced at the three men in the room, all of them huddled around the sink. He moved himself closer to the carrier and gently picked up his son. Baby Joel wasn’t too fond of the movement and started to whine but it only took Mickey a second to calm him down and to place him in Coyote’s waiting arms. “Meet Joel Ruben Garcia.”

Coyote was grinning so hard that Mickey thought it was going to stay that way. He was a natural, which surprised Mickey a bit but was comforted at the fact. He rocked Joel in his arms and softly spoke to him. What he was saying, Mickey couldn’t hear, but it kept a smile on Coyote’s face.

He then handed the baby to Bob, who was just as excited as Coyote to be holding him. Joel eventually woke up to see a new face and gazed in wonder at Bob. He hummed some tune that was unrecognizable to Mickey but the baby was pretty content with the WSO.

Mickey’s attention is then taken by Y/n, who was beginning to wake up. Upon noticing her pillow from home, contentment washed over her as she cuddled it more. “You can thank Bob for that.” Mickey winks at her before turning his attention to Bob handing the baby to Hangman.

Y/n made eye contact with Bob and mouthed “thank you” while shaping her hands into a heart. Bob lightly blushed and formed his hands into a heart back at her.

“Hey there Joel, I’m uncle Jake. You and I, we’re going to have so much fun together. Learning about planes, going to the park, checking out all the ladies-“

“That was starting to sound wholesome but then you brought up my son checking out girls and I’m gonna have to stop you there” Y/n cuts in from her place on the bed.

Hangman laughs while shaking his head at her. “C’mon little lady, I need myself a wingman, and little Joel here is the perfect wingman.”

Coyote stares at Hangman in offense, before hitting him swiftly in the back of the head, being cautious with the baby still in his best friends arms. “Next time you ask me to be YOUR wingman at The Hard Deck, I’m just going to let you figure that shit out for yourself.”

The room erupted with laughter as Hangman continued to sway Joel with the promise of him becoming his wingman once he gets older. Mickey disagreeing on it entirely, while Coyote sulks at being replaced by a baby, and Bob with a small smile on his face.

Y/n looked around the room. She knew that in her heart, no matter what happens, her son will always be surrounded with all the love in the world. Mickey and her were going to be okay. As long as they had each other, Joel, and their friends, things would always be okay.

#top gun imagine #top gun maverick x reader #danny ramirez x reader #mickey fanboy garcia #mickey fanboy garcia x reader #top gun x reader #danny ramirez imagine #mickey fanboy garcia imagine

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callsign-squints · 2 years

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instant attraction | natasha ‘phoenix’ trace

this idea was inspired by @writercole , it was just to be a short h.c., clearly this got away from me lmao

summary: you become immediately interested in phoenix and try your hardest to let her know your interest, however phoenix reads your intentions completely wrong, thinking you’re more interested in her friends

warnings: 18+ only!! minors do NOT interact! female reader, smut, semi-public, oral sex (phe receiving)

also thank you to the lovely @blue-aconite for beta’ing this for me <3

word count: 2.2k

listen, we all know phoenix is smart.

incredibly smart.

unfortunately, sometimes the smartest people can miss the most obvious signs of things.

Keep reading

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The Rain Outside My Window || Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

just really fluffy bradley bradshaw fic :)

Callsign: clouds ☁️

It was his first time ever, coming over to your house on a Sunday evening. It was raining hard, and he had drove with you from the base to the hard deck. His old Bronco had passed out, meaning it would need a bit of fixing for it to work again and you couldn’t help but to offer him a ride.

He also didn’t want you driving all the way back to the base, and back to your house in this type of weather. Anything could happen. A bad, ugly, accident. Which was why, when you asked if he could stay over he immediately said yes. Not to be a pervert, but for your safety and his.

“Oh I love days like these,” you slipped out. As you went over to the bay window that you sat on most of the time, reading or just looking outside to enjoy the view. “You love rainy days?” He asked you. You nodded. “How can you not? Look at that view.” Sometimes, you thanked the navy for stationing your stay in Miramar in this house. This bay window? Absolutely amazing. You were right near the beach. Hell, the beach was your back yard.

And when it rained like this, you loved looking out this specific window due to how cozy it was. You put the most coziest blankets and pillows on this white bay window. You often put a favorite candle of yours, but due to Rooster coming into your house you decided not to just in case if he was allergic or anything. “That’s beautiful.” He mumbled, and you could feel his hot breath onto your face. He was inches away, as he crouched down to look at what you were looking to. “You can sit here if you want.” You patted the space next to you, scooting inside.

“Are you sure?” He had asked again, slowly sinking down on the white wood you have been. “I’m sure. I wouldn’t be asking you if I wasn’t,” you chuckled out. He fully sat next to you, getting comfortable. The two of you sat in silence together, as you slowly got comfortable into his body, sinking into his chest.

It had felt like your first date back in high school again. All over. Except in a different place, and a different guy. A much older, and wiser guy. You couldn’t even believe this was happening right now, you and Rooster cuddling up together watching the rain fall down on the ocean in front of you. “I could get use to this,” his voice rumbled off onto your body and you had closed your eyes, relaxing and being completely safe to him. “Me too.” You whispered.

The two of you both snapped out of it when both of your phones rang off, an alarm blaring like noise going through the whole house. “What is it?” You asked him, as he turned yours off and looked at his. “Thunderstorm on the lookout, be sure to stay inside and safe up until 2:00 am.” He informed you. “Oh this just got better,” you gave him a bright smile.

“You love thunderstorms, don’t you?” He chuckled out. “I do. Ever since I was little, I was always watching from the windows whenever the storms got bad.” He came back to the spot next to you, and you snuggled up closely. “I’ll check later on if I have any clothes for you.” You yawned. “I think I have some clothes left over that one time we went to phoenix’s house and I left them in your car. I’ll check later.” He informed.

You hum and the vibration ran through his body. “Why don’t you get comfortable then?” You questioned. “Because I already am.” He shrugged, playing with your hair as he watched the view in front of him. Birds were scattering everywhere, trying to find a place to hind underneath. He watched as one swooped into your back porch, your umbrella wide open and moving back in forth. Yet it still stayed, and was strong through out the storm so far. The bird flew close to the big metal stick, trying to find the warmth of anything.

He watched closely as another bird came flying in, cuddling up to the other bird who slowly found peace. He smiled, seeing those birds in both you and him. “Those birds are cute,” he mumbled. You open your eyes, watching the scene on your glass table outside that was getting soaked due to the rain. “A raven and a robin, how cute,” you coo. “I can be your robin to your raven.” He joked, his lips pressed into your hair, and your cheeks burned from the flirty joke he had just came up with.

“You think you can take me on?” You whispered out. “I can take you on any day.” He ensured you, his hands slowly crawling down your back. “Oh I bet, big bird.” You giggle out. “Big bird?” He questioned. “Yeah? Like from Elmo, your Callsign is Rooster but you should’ve been called Big Bird. You’re big. And your Callsign name is from a bird. That’s better,” you rambled, not noticing how Rooster was looking at you. He looked like he had just won the lottery, but fill his look in with the lust and love too. “Big bird. I’m hilarious,” you giggled out, talking to no one in particular.

Rooster chuckled with you, “c’mon clouds let’s get you in your room.” You snuggle closer to him as he picks you up bridal style, your arms are wrapped around his neck. You were so drunk with love, drunk with no type of alcohol but you knew. You knew you wanted Rooster to sleep with you. Not just the sex, not just for the sex. You wanted him in your life 24/7. “Don’t go,” you whisper as he was leaving your room. “You want me to stay?” He asked. “I do.” He bit his lip, wanting to be sure you didn’t mind him sleeping only in his boxers and white t-shirt. “I can always go run to your car,” he trailed off. “I don’t mind.” You chuckled.

“Okay..” he whispered. You were gratefully thanking the gods that you were already in comfortable clothes to sleep in. All you had to do was take off your bra, which you were hesitant at first but you knew Rooster was a good guy and he wouldn’t do anything you were uncomfortable with. So when you came back into bed without no bra, he didn’t even glance down at your chest. You smiled. He was already just in his t-shirt and a pair of Calvin Kleins black boxers that had the best sell so far.

You snuggled into your spot of the bed, turning off your lamp before muttering a goodnight to the guy on the other side. He muttered the goodnight too, before it got quiet once again. He could hear the waves crashing by your house, hear the storm getting stronger outside. Yet it was calm. Calm inside the room, calm and cozy just as he liked it to be.

It was about twenty five minutes in the room alone with you, before you swiftly turned around to be faced with him. “I can’t sleep.” You whisper. “Neither can I.” He whispered back. “C’mere.” Rooster spoke, grabbing you by the waist and holding you close. Your eyes widen, and you could feel yourself heat up and tense. “Just tell me if I’m going way too far,” he said. “You’re not.” You squeak out, trying to relax. “Are you sure? You’re tense.” He shared, rubbing your arm up and down. You relax just a tiny bit.

“I…” you stutter. “I haven’t slept with a guy like this in so long.. and I just, I just don’t want to make it weird with us tomorrow.” You admit, looking into those beautiful eyes of his. “It won’t be weird.” He whispered, scooting so close to you that if you were to move, your lips would be ontop of his. “I- I hope I’m not reading this wrong.” He stuttered out. “But I have feelings for you, I’ve always had. Ever since Phoenix introduced you to me that first day when Top Gun had called us all back, I just knew you were gonna cause me trouble.” He breathed.

Your eyes widen. “You have feelings for me?” You asked, your mouth agape. “It’s hard not too. I swear the whole team had a few feelings for you at some point, hell even Phoenix had admit she’d be lucky enough to date you. But that’s not the point. The point is, I- I just want to know if you feel the same.” Rooster confessed. “I..I feel the same.” You breathed out, looking into his eyes. He smiled brightly, and you could see the glistening in his eyes glow. “Can I kiss you?” He questioned. “You can.” And Rooster’s lips were on yours, your eyes closed immediately after.

The two of you stayed like that until you both needed air. “That was great, Clouds..” he mumbled, his eyes closed as he laid his forehead ontop of yours. “It was. Now get some shut eye, lover boy. We have to get up extra early if we don’t want Mav yelling at us.” You warned him, snuggling close to his body for the warmth.

Just like the two birds outside your house who were fast asleep.

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Thank you so so much for the rec 🤍

AUGUST FIC RECS 2! — @dracosluvbot's fic recs

what i’ve been reading and obsessing with over the second half of august

this is extremely important and i take this very seriously out of respect for the community. please do remember to read the rules for the respective blogs before interacting with or reading them.

F: fluff A: angst S: smut

𖥻 - series

CHRIS EVANS + CHARACTERS

A: the garden by @wkemeup the garden was a special place just for you and steve

F: mini matchmaker by @avengerofyourheart 𖥻 all justice rogers wants for christmas is for her father to get a special lady friend

F: sexiled by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend 𖥻 when you get sexiled from you dorm and forced to spend the night in the common room, you meet steve

S: backfire by @hansensgirl ari isn't too fond of his friends looking at what's his

F + A: missing you by @youlightmeupfinn chris just wants his wife back

SEBASTIAN STAN + CHARACTERS

F + A: the way we were / the way we are by @pedrito-friskito 𖥻 the avengers phase 3 rewritten with you and bucky

F + A: awake my soul by @foreverindreamlandd 𖥻 in an apocalyptic world where zombies have invaded, you and bucky fight to survive

F + A: in the arms of justice by @avengerofyourheart 𖥻 when you are a witness to a crime, you aid a handsome detective in helping solve it

F + A: to serve an protect by @buckybarnesowl 𖥻 as an ex-cop and now social worker, bucky is determined to stand by the right side of justice

F + A: drowning by @mymoonagedaydream 𖥻 bucky is the only person who knows about your aquaphobia

F: the museum by @subwaysurf45 𖥻 finally moving out from your over-protective parents, you wave through life as a college freshman

F: tiny white matchmaker by @doasyoudesireandlive you help buckey search for alpine

F + S: let's play pretend by @khimili bucky's your fake date to your sister's wedding

MATTHEW 'DAREDEVIL' MURDOCK

S: these are the nights by @foli-vora late nights with matt are the best

S: 8:34PM by @gxtitobxby it doesn't matter what matt says, you are not needy

PIETRO MAXIMOFF

F + A: white lilies by @thedevilwearsvibranium 𖥻 pietro maximoff gets on your nerves and the last thing you want is for him to hover over you 24/7

ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD

F: waiting for someone by @a-reader-and-a-writer rooster and hangman just can't take the hint that you're waiting for someone

F + A: my love, forever by @robertcallsignbobfloyd 𖥻 no matter what happens, you will always be robert's love for life

S: peppermint by @bobbyonboard it's too hot out, way too hot

F: sunscreen by @siempre-bucky you can't possible let bob get sunburnt, can you?

JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN

F: a first and a second by @seresinhangmanjake how could you say no to jake?

F + A: split by @seresinhangmanjake for the first time in his life, jake seresin is willing to change

A + S: this string by @robertcallsignbobfloyd time doesn't heal wounds but hangman is doing whatever it takes to make it up to you

F + A: my sunshine by @libraryofloveletters you are hangman's sunshine

S: dog tags by @zablife you wear hangman's dog tags and he can't get enough of you

F: woah baby by @sebastianstangirl01 you break exciting news to your big brother and uncle

F: how do you love somebody else by @softspiderling you and jake didn't end things off on the best terms

F + A: firefly by @sinsofwriting you move to top gun with jake

A: whiskey glasses by @thesewordsareallihavetogive jake's in the doghouse

F + A: the only thing by @justfandomwritings 𖥻 it is so clear to everybody, even the two of you, that you and jake are undeniably in love. why then are you here in texas while jake is hundreds of miles away?

F: thumbs up by @lorecraft jake loses his composure whenever you're around

BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW

F: the boyfriend experience by @notroosterbradshaw 𖥻 rooster is your fake date to a wedding you are reluctant to attend

F + A: "hey, it's bradley" by @domesticcaboose bradley leaves you a voicemail after you not speaking to each other in years

F + A: take a chance on me by @goldustwomun almost two decades ago, you took a chance on bradley. now, will he you?

F + A: and even when we’re wrong in every way, we come out the other side okay by @gretagerwigsmuse 𖥻 you don't like the navy. rooster is in the navy. it would never work out between the two of you, right?

F + A: visiting hours by @suck4angststory rooster pays you a visit

F + A: gravedigger's daughter by @honeypiehotchner 𖥻 winning at darts and free beers, that was all hangman was to you.

MICKEY 'FANBOY' GARCIA

F: the moments in time that led me to you by @callsign-squints the birth of baby garcia

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Thank you for the tag ! I’ve never done this before so let’s give this a shot :)

Fav Color: I’m debating on red and green, with brown coming to a close second.

Currently Reading: CommonWealth by Ann Patchett

Last Song: it’s an even split with “Core Memory” by Distant Cowboy or “Chateau (Feel Alright)” by Djo. I’m a sucker for instrumentals, cellos, and the sweet voice that is Joe Keery.

Last Show Watched: Teen Wolf (for like the 6th time)

Currently Watching: Reservation Dogs and simultaneously watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Last Movie: The Outsiders :) it has a very special place in my heart.

Sweet/Spicy/Savory foods: it depends what I’m in the mood for but I do like spicy food more often than not.

Current Obsession: Egyptology, collecting records/cassettes, Danny Ramirez, oil painting, stranger things, with a sprinkle of Top Gun✨

No pressure tags! @nobody7102 @aynanasstuff @idiomaticpunk

Thank you for the tags @thenancywheeler and @crabravee !! These two were really similar to I combined them haha 😅🥰

favorite color: orange and purple

currently reading: i am brian wilson by ben greenman & brian wilson

last song: just dance by lady gaga

last show you watched: captivated audience: a real american horror story

currently watching: the monkees 🥰

last movie: the batman

sweet/spicy/savory: sweet and savory

current obsession: stranger things and the😭beach😭boys😭

tagging (if y'all wanna, no pressure!): @punkgeekcryptid @dearscone @hellitwasyoufirstsergeant @tvserie-s-world @wecomrades @pleasedontlookatmeokay + anyone else who'd like to do this :)

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Thank you thank you darlin for the rec <3

AUGUST FIC RECS 1! — @dracosluvbot's fic recs

what i’ve been reading and obsessing with over the first half of august

this is extremely important and i take this very seriously out of respect for the community. please do remember to read the rules for the respective blogs before interacting with or reading them.

F: fluff A: angst S: smut

𖥻 - series

CHRIS EVANS + CHARACTERS

F: before you go by @world-of-aus 𖥻 steve is a trucker who is stuck in a snowstorm and has to seek refuge in a small inn. one week in the quaint town and he's found himself falling in love with the inn's owner.

F + A: the night we met by @avengerofyourheart 𖥻 one night, that was all you got with steve. years later, he returns and realise that much has changed since.

F: airport scenes always make me cry by @demonpoxballad you and steve watch love, actually

F + A: mirrors by @bonky-n-steeb 𖥻 you're the new PA for steve rogers and as much as he wishes to make a move on you, his ex wife is holding him back.

F + A: no questions asked by @pellucid-constellations steve does what he does out of love

F + A: love and medicine by @just-dreaming-marvel 𖥻 what happens when you start your first day as an intern in your local hospital, only to find out that your one night stand from last night is your new superior.

F: losing composure by @marvelettesassemblenow you lose a bet to bucky and have to dress up as an USO girl

F + A: brooklyn, thursday night by @intrepidacious when the blip happens, steve can't find a single thing to be thankful for on thanksgiving

F: birthday escape by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend the avengers have planned a surprise party for steve and he is determined to not attend it

F + A: by the strength of his heart by @irisofeden hercules rewritten with steve rogers

SEBASTIAN STAN + CHARACTERS

F + A: the last name by @demonpoxballad 𖥻 your last name is all bucky has to remember you by. his memories come back in hitches and he is determined to find you again.

F: new teacher on the block by @galaxy-siren 𖥻 the teachers in midtown high have a wager on whether the english and physics teacher will admit their mutual feelings for each other.

F + A: the two of us by @bucky-bucket-barnes 𖥻 you and bucky investigate the strange occurences of westview. however, you find yourselves getting sucked into the hex.

F + A: no such thing by @sanguineterrain 𖥻 bucky barnes is the absolute bane of your existance. after you interview him for your school's newspaper, he seems to show up everywhere you go.

F: first look by @atlasbarnes bucky never believed in love at first sight till he saw you

F + A: cold by @wvintersoldat you absolutely cannot stand bucky barnes. never have, never will.

F + A: wrong choice, right places by @mvtthewmurdvck 𖥻 falling in love with you was not a part of bucky's job description

FRANK 'THE PUNISHER' CASTLE

F: easy early mornings by @fanboygarcia waking up to frank next to you is the best feeling in the world

S: the game by @chrisevansredbelt two can play that game

S: cute by @jaceyneedsabetterusername to frank, you have always been just a next door neighbour. when you become neighbours again years later, you've become the girl next door

S: kiss it better by @lordabovehelpme frank castle is a gentle lover

S: sit around and miss you by @ohcaptains you would stay at home looking pretty for frank any day

S: west coast by @mrsswaino frank proves just how much he loves you

S: honey by @babybugwrites just. like. honey.

MATTHEW 'DAREDEVIL' MURDOCK

F: large black coffee by @daring-the-devil 𖥻 you own a small cafe in hell's kitchen

F + A: bruises by @goldustwomun no matter how battered and bruised, you will always be there for matt

F: the seven stages of matt murdock’s jealousy by @alrighty-matty matt murdock was not a jealous person. absolutely not.

PIETRO 'QUICKSILVER' MAXIMOFF

F: lumea mea by @tommiruewrites you know pietro loves you, even if you may not be able to understand what he's saying

A: the perfect distraction by @ficnacs you are sucked into wanda's hex

F + A: at the end of the day by @acciopietro pietro reminds you that at the end of the day, you should always put yourself first

F: hidden treasures by @haunteddelusiontale pietro was supposed to be dead, right?

F + A: truly, madly, deeply by @mendesxruel no matter how severe of an argument, pietro still manages to show you how much he loves you

F: seven evil exes by @inpraizeof you recount all seven of your exes to the black widow

ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD

F: welcome home by @anna-phora bob is utterly and fully in love with you

F: things one, two, three, and four by @callsignbob there are four things bob looks forward to everyday

JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN

F + A: see you soon by @sunnysidevans you see hangman for the first time in years

F + A: getting even by @lass-that-is-gone jake seresin makes your job ten times more difficult than it should be

S: basic training by @welld0nebaku jake seresin is a sharp shooter

A + S: small doses by @purelyfiction stationed at top gun, you encounter a ghost of your past

A + S: fucked up by @twinklelilstarkey seresin needs to be put in his place

S: make me a... by @sunderlust hangman with a breeding kink

F + A: all bets are off by @rolycolysficrecs guys like jake don't like girls like you

S: competition by @enchanting-eloquence everything is a competition between hangman and rooster

F: caught by @heytheredelilah333 what the hell is jake seresin doing in your bath

F: do you love me by @wishfulwithwine hangman was full of surprises that night

F + A: we're only human by @obsessedasusual where you give jake the reminder that he is only human

MICKEY 'FANBOY' GARCIA + JOAQUÍN TORRES

F: since when? by @callsign-squints since when did fanboy have a wife

F: meeting the team by @peterman-spideyparker this was not how you intended to meet sam and bucky

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I appreciate you adding one of my fics :( thank youuu <3

๋ 𓂋 top gun maverick . ˚◞

꒰ ⌕ ꒱ listed are my fav fics! ✧ ੭ pls support these writers !

miso says ! mostly bob and rooster because #whitemenstrikeagain

๋ 𓂋 robert ‘bob’ floyd . ˚◞

POV: YOU'RE DATING HANGMANS SISTER.

BOB CLUB.

author: @starlightsiren — genre: fluff — synopsis: Breezy647 changed the group chat name to ‘The Bob Club’ The four of you laugh as you check the notification. Something about this name was almost too perfect. — warning(s): swearing & mentions of drinking.

THINGS ONE, TWO, THREE, AND FOUR.

author: @callsignbob — genre: fluff, suggestive (light smut), classic “one-sided” pining trope — synopsis: every day, you did four small Things guaranteed to more quickly bring about the demise of Lt. Robert Floyd. The torture was insufferable, the agony extreme. He was so whipped that he sometimes worried he was following you around by floating like a cartoon character walking past a particularly delicious pie. And you had no earthly idea. — warning(s): very suggestive content (no minor interaction!), brief emo bob, phoenix is a boss-ass bitch and i love her, etc.

SUNSCREEN.

author: @siempre-bucky — genre: fluff, dad!bob, wife reader — synopsis: bob burns. your daughter gets very paranoid when he forgets sunscreen one morning and insists on bringing it to him. — warning(s): none!

MY LOVE FOREVER.

author: @robertcallsignbobfloyd — genre: series (unfinished) fluff, dad!bob, wife reader — synopsis: this collection follows the love story of Robert "Bob" Floyd and his future wife, and their struggle of long distance and unexpected battles. —warning(s): listed in individual parts!

I ALWAYS WONDERED IF GLASSES WOULD LOOK GOOD ON ME.

author: @glodessa — genre: fluff & angst (full send) — synopsis: You’d sworn yourself to stay away from men in uniforms. Yet you didn’t.. — warning(s): major character death! bob literally being an angel, probably some incorrect medical stuff but i did as much research as i could, with that goes: mentions of hospitals and all kinds of injuries

ONLY EXECPTION.

author: @kinzis-writing — genre: series (unfinished) fluff, slight angst — synopsis: Y/N Mitchell swore to herself that she would never allow herself to date or get involved with anyone from any branch of the military. After worrying about her father, the past few years, she knew that she never wanted to experience worry for a significant other. After her father gets ordered back to California, she may just meet the one that ruins all of her plans. — warning(s): swearing, slight angst, mentions of sexual material, brief mentions of abortion, top gun related themes, top gun: maverick spoilers, timelines won’t add up for this mini-series.

THE CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER.

author: @callsignhoney — genre: fluff, allusions to smut — synopsis: an unlikely candidate has you breaking your dad ( and brother's) "no pilots" policy — warning(s): none!

MY BOYS.

author: @writergirl35 — genre: fluff, husband!bob, father!bob— synopsis: You and Bob have welcomed a son into the world. Your son just turned 8 months and Bob can’t decide who he loved more, his son, or the woman who brought him into the world. — warning(s): none!

OF GYM BUDDIES AND OVERLAPPING SCHEDULES.

author: @priceof-freedom — genre: fluff, allusions to smut — synopsis: You considered your alone time in the gym sacred, and made sure that you don’t run into any of the cocky aviators. When your schedule inadvertently overlapped with theirs one day and you encountered a sweet bespectacled WSO, you found yourself unconsciously changing your gym schedule to match his. (... but was it really unconscious though?) — warning(s): none!

IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU.

author: @midnightdevotion— genre: fluff, bob has a massive crush on you hehe. — synopsis: Bob trying to hold your hand and failing miserably.— warning(s): none!

BABY ON BOARD.

author: @topguncortez — genre: angst— synopsis: being placed on a top secret mission weeks before his wife's due date was not what Lt. Floyd had imagined married life would be like. — warning(s): top gun shit, child birth, near death experiences, cursing.

DANCING WITH YOU.

author: @applebutter-and-cinnamon — genre: fluff.— synopsis: A dance with Bob leaves you infatuated and slightly surprised that a man like him actually exists. — warning(s): none!

HOT SHOT.

author: @thespeeder — genre: fluff — synopsis: bob asks you out to your senior prom in high school, and ever since then, you two have been together, even in the Navy, but it shocks people because you’re so damn hot.— warning(s): none!

ABOUT TIME.

author: @lorecraft — genre: fluff, smut — synopsis: bob gives you a compliment, you nearly give him an aneurysm. — warning(s): 18+ only. flirting. blushing. cue stick chalk throwing. lead up to smut.

A FRIENDLY PUSH.

author: @skyvatnavie — genre: fluff, smut— synopsis: tba— warning(s): some god ol' pining (so much pining!), kissing, SMUT! Handjob, fingering, protected sex (be smart and wrap it folks!) and fluff... lots and lots of fluff.

๋ 𓂋 bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw . ˚◞

SLEEP CLOTHES.

author: @fandomlit — genre: fluff, rooster flirting — synopsis: a power outage allows rooster (and unfortunately, the other men on the base) to see you in your sleep clothes— warning(s): swearing, suggestion towards adult themes, rooster has a staring problem (me too tbh)

ONE OF THE GIRLS.

author: @theroosterperch— genre: fluff, — synopsis: penny asks you to watch amelia for the night and rooster tags along. — warning(s): n

DEVIL DOESN'T BARGIN.

author: @hufflepuffprincesse — genre: fluff, angst, happy ending — synopsis: as your best friend, Rooster wants what’s best for you. and he’s certain that guy isn’t it. it would have absolutely nothing to do with his romantic feelings that definitely aren’t there, thank you very much Phoenix. but he also doesn’t want lose you. however, he can’t sit back and watch what’s happening. if you won’t leave the relationship, he’s not sure there’s much of a friendship left to be had with you. — warning(s): toxic and abusive relationships, my personal experience, swearing, Maverick has all the wisdom, references to physical abuse, explicit discussion of verbal and emotional abuse

MEET THE PARENTS.

author: @miles-rooster — genre: fluff — synopsis: Goose and Carole meet the only girl Bradley's ever introduced them to — warning(s): mentions of death.

RUNNING.

author: @icahwriter — genre: mentioned in individual parts — synopsis: you ran across the country to the place you knew you’d be the safest- with Maverick on a Navy base somewhere in California. Your plan was to lay low until the coast was clear - but then you met Bradley Bradshaw. — TW! anxiety, past abuse, stalking, mentions of sex but no actual smut

STAY.

author: @mads-weasley — genre: fluff — synopsis: after a long day of work rooster somehow convinces you to take a nap with you, who he missed dearly— warning(s): none!

BROKEN AC UNITS.

author: @magnolia-among-the-stars — genre: fluff. — synopsis: The AC is broken and cute, sweaty moments ensue with your soon to be husband as you reminisce. This is really just cute banter in the heat of the summer. — warning(s): none!

DOCTOR.

author: @peterparkerisababe — genre: fluff — synopsis: rooster has a crush on the base's doctor — warning(s): none!

COMING HOME TO YOU.

author: @mads-weasley — genre: fluff — synopsis: bradley comes home from a long mission and runs straight into his wife's loving arms. — warning(s): none!

GOVERNMENT ISSUED.

author: @bradshawsbaby — genre: fluff — synopsis: tbd. — warning(s): Mentions of sexy times (nothing explicit), Cyclone Simpson being a hardass, one F-bomb, and lots of fluffy goodness.

๋ 𓂋 jake 'hangman' seresin. ˚◞

OPPOSITES ATTRACT.

author: @topguncortez — genre: fluff — synopsis: how can Hangman, cocky, arrogant Hangman fall in love with a girl who is so different than him and raise a family completely opposite of him. — warning(s): mentions of sex, mentions of child birth, top gun things

WHATS GOT YOU SO HAPPY.

author: @shaunlovesyou — synopsis: a fun light hearted prank gone so right. genre: fluff — warning(s): none!

OUTRANKED.

author: @callsignhoney— genre: fluff — synopsis: hangman lays the flirting on heavily before he realizes who you are, and what you are to him — warning(s): none!

MY SUNSHINE.

author: @libraryofloveletters — genre: fluff— synopsis: tbd.— warning(s): break ups, soft!Jake, alcohol and the consumption of, a few tears, drunk!birthdayboy!Bob and reader are besties, mentions of throwing up.

JUST HOOKING UP.

author: @babyonboard — genre: fluff, smut, slow burn — synopsis: as a nurse for navy pilots at top gun, hooking up with one of your patients seems unprofessional. but for jake seresin, you’ll make an exception. — warning(s): mentions of, and a small amount of smut (minors dni), a little angst, slow(ish) burn, mentions of blood, intense medical scenarios.

IMAGINE HANGMAN BEING CAUGHT LEAVING YOUR ROOM.

๋ 𓂋 mickey 'fanboy' garcia. ˚◞

SINCE WHEN?

author: @callsign-squints — fluff, wife!reader synopsis: mickey introduces his wife to his friends after a successful mission warning(s): none!

TAKE ME BY THE HEART, TAKE ME BY THE HAND.

author: @rae-gar-targaryen — fluff, suggestive, established-relationship!au synopsis: a drive-in movie, a little joke, and some sweetness with your Fanboy. warning(s): none, other than some cheesiness, my writing, and the barest suggestion of smut. 16+.

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Ain’t that the goddamn truth 😤✨

This is THEEEEE sluttiest thing a man has ever done

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poorly edited meme i thought of in the theater the other day

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The moments in time that led me to you ~ Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia

Summary: The moments in time leading up to the arrival of someone very special.

Pairing: Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia x fem!reader

Warnings: THIS IS A LONG ONE, but other than that, just fluffy :)

Notes: This is technically a part 2 to “Since when?”, so you might wanna read that before this one. I was also thinking of doing in between moments with Mickey and the reader pertaining to this part and the one before. You’ll see later on what I mean but for now, enjoy :)

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Mickey was pretty content at this point in his life. Things at Top Gun were going pretty good, there was never a dull moment when back seating for Payback. He no longer had to keep you a secret anymore from his friends, which was a plus. His friends became your friends and he couldn’t have been happier. Whenever everyone had the time, they would all head over to the Garcia residence for dinner. According to Payback, Y/n made some of the best home cooked meals he ever had in a long time. Mickey knew Payback missed being back home, so for his best friend to find comfort at his home, with the food you made, it filled him with a sense of pride.

All of his friends loved your cooking and adored you, which was no surprise to him. You had met them months ago and they all grew to love your personality. You were a natural people person, no matter how many times you’ve told him otherwise. Your smile drew people in and Mickey could only hope that your son would have the same.

Speaking of your son, he had been a little shit for the past couple of days. Your words, not Mickey’s. You were on maternity leave from your job as a nurse at the local hospital and had been at home since then. While Mickey couldn’t always be at home with you, he always tried to do everything that he could for you when he was home. Whether that be giving you back rubs when your back was killing you. Cooking food when your ankles felt like they were going to fall off. Even talking to the baby late at night when you complained that your little boy was moving too much for you to get any sleep, and Mickey knew he had to be up in a couple hours. He didn’t care though. The more comfortable he could make you while your due date was quickly approaching, made it all worth it.

Tonight, you had fallen asleep before Mickey did and he automatically pulled you to his chest when he did end up going to bed. He didn’t know what time it was but he felt himself waking up to the empty feeling in his arms. Mickey rubbed the sleep from his eyes and once he was awake to a certain extent, he saw you leaning over the edge of the bed, your back towards him.

“Hey baby, you okay?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine. I think it might just be Braxton Hicks.”

Mickey knew she had been having Braxton Hicks since this morning but when he asked Y/n if she wanted to go to the hospital, she declined and said that there was nothing they could do for her. Trusting her instincts, he let it go.

“You want me to rub your back a bit? Do you think that will help?”

“I don’t know, maybe? I think I’m just going to walk around for a bit. It usually eases the tension in my legs.”

Upon hearing this, Mickey got up from his side of the bed to go to yours, in order to help you up. Y/n held onto his arms for a bit once she was on her feet.

“I’m going to get you some water and your heating pad. I read somewhere in those baby books that those things could help. Are you going to be okay by yourself?”

“Yes Mickey, I’ll be perfectly fine. I know I’m pregnant but I’m not completely incapacitated. Also, you actually read the books?”

“Well yeah, the more you know. Didn’t you?”

“I’ll be honest, I fell asleep while reading one of the baby books.”

Smiling to himself, Mickey didn’t expect anything less from Y/n. He knew that the baby was taking a lot of energy from her and naps had become her best friend.

“It’s okay, mi amor, I’ve read enough for the both of us. I’ll be back, okay? Yell if you need me.”

Mickey leaned down to kiss Y/n’s forehead, one hand cupping the back of her head, while the other stayed on her belly. He then walked out the bedroom door to find the items he needed. He checked the clock on the wall on his way out, 3:45 am.

While retrieving the water from the kitchen, Mickey was so lost in his thoughts that he nearly didn’t hear Y/n calling for him. Forgetting the water, he raced back to their bedroom to find his wife soaked from the waist down.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“No Mickey, I dropped a water balloon on the floor. Yes, my water just broke, dummy.”

Mickey would’ve had a comeback to that but he was paralyzed. He knew you were freaking out a bit and probably didn’t mean anything by it, but it still took him a second to respond.

“Are you in any pain right now? Is it still Braxton Hicks?”

“I thought what I was feeling earlier was Braxton Hicks but I’m not so sure anymore.”

“Okay baby, I think it’s time we take you to the hospital. Just to be sure.”

Mickey watched as his wife made her way to the bed. She sat there and didn’t say anything for a bit. He walked over to her and sat by her, hoping she would talk to him.

“Hey, what’s going through that pretty head of yours?”

Y/n took a big breath before looking at Mickey, with glassy eyes.

“Is this it? Like is this when we fully become parents? Are you ready? I don’t know if I’m ready! What if the kid doesn’t like me and he grows to hate me later in the future?”

“Hey hey hey! Stop that!” Mickey grabbed onto the sides of her face. “Everything will be okay, baby, I promise. No parent is perfect but we’re going to try for our little boy. You’ll be a wonderful mama. You’re worrying about things you don’t need to be thinking about right now. For now, let’s get you changed, get the baby bag, and head to the hospital, okay?”

After a nod from Y/n, Mickey gave her a sweet kiss on the lips and went to go find her a change of clothes and get the baby bag. Once everything was all set, they made their way to the car and drove 15 minutes to the hospital.

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It was 6:05 am and things were progressing slowly. Y/n and Mickey were taken to the maternity ward to get settled in. Y/n started to realize that these were actual contractions and not Braxton Hicks, much to her dismay. Mickey ended up timing them once they were situated at the hospital and they were every 12 minutes. She was only dilated to a two so now it was just a waiting game.

Y/n eventually fell back asleep after some convincing from her husband and has been asleep for the past hour. Mickey pulled a chair up to her bedside and kept an eye on the contraction and heart rate monitor. He texted Payback as soon as y’all arrived at the hospital and he wished you nothing but the best.

Eventually Mickey started dozing off himself until he felt the grip you had on his hand, tighten. He looked over and saw that you were going through another contraction on the monitor. Your eyes were shut tightly and your face was pulled into a grimace. It broke his heart to see you in any pain, especially pain he knew he couldn’t help you with.

“Hey baby, you’re okay. Just breathe through it, yeah? Just gotta breathe baby.”

Y/n’s grip didn’t subside until a few seconds later, where she ended up falling asleep again afterwards. Mickey ran a hand over your head and kept stroking it till your breathing evened out.

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Y/n has been in labor for about six and half hours now and she was barely dilated to a four. It was progress but it was getting to be too long of a wait for her. Mickey, ever the doting and loving husband, was doing everything he could to keep her as comfortable as possible.

Her contractions were now nine minutes apart and her heart rate, along with their little boy’s, was strong as ever. Mickey looked over at the time again, 9:39 am. You had decided to change positions a few minutes ago, to relieve some pressure from your lower back, and so far it seemed like it was working. Mickey massaged your lower back for you while you were leaning over the bed, with you leaning on your forearms and feet flat on the floor. Your whine of pain made his heart clench and he tried to soothe it as best as he could.

“There we go hermosa, breathe through it. That’s it baby. You got this. Keep breathing for me.”

Mickey continued checking the contraction monitor, watching it ease up. After the contraction passed, Y/n leaned back up, turning around, and rested her head on Mickey’s shoulder.

“Thank you honey. I don’t know if I could be doing this without you. I know I’ve been a bitch and a baby at times, stupid hormones, but I really do appreciate you.”

Mickey’s heart swelled. Yes, at times you would say something rude to him but he knew that you were in pain and your emotions are out of wack. You were quite literally one of the strongest women he knows and for that he couldn’t be more proud of you.

Instead of trying to tell you how he feels about you in this moment, he took your hand and brought you to the center of your hospital room. Y/n looked at him confused until he pulled his phone out and hit shuffle on the playlist he made for you. He then grabs your hands and rests them over his shoulders, while he wraps his around your waist.

He starts to gently sway you to the soft tune of Vienna by Billy Joel. Your head rests on his chest, right above his heart. His heartbeat calming you down from the episode of pain you went through a few minutes ago. Mickey looks down at your content form and runs a hand through your hair.

“Slow down, you're doin' fine. You can't be everything you wanna be before your time. Although it's so romantic, on the borderline tonight, tonight.” Mickey sings gently into your ear while continuing to sway you from side to side.

With the both of them so entranced in the moment, neither of them hear the knock on the door until the person on the other side announces themselves. Mickey looks up to see Payback, followed by Rooster and Phoenix, by the door.

“While this is cute and all, would Y/n be up for some visitors?” Payback asked carefully.

Mickey looked down at Y/n and saw her already looking at him. She gives him a small nod and turns in his embrace.

“Well look at you, little mama, even in your hospital gown and fuzzy socks, you continue to glow.” Rooster compliments once he’s let into the room. Mickey glared at Bradley but it was only in jest. Besides Payback, he knew you were close to Phoenix and Rooster, and that within itself made him happy. He trusted them with you, no doubt about it.

“I’m doing the best with what I’ve got.” Y/n smiles at Rooster, as she leans into Mickey.

“So how are things going? When are we going to meet baby Garcia?” Phoenix asks with a smile, filled with excitement.

“Slowly. I’m only dilated to a four at the moment and for being in labor for almost seven hours, it really sucks.”

Payback, Rooster, and Phoenix gave all gave you sympathetic smiles. While the boys knew nothing of child birth, they knew that you were in a great deal of pain.

“But that isn’t a bad thing! The doctor said that sometimes the first baby takes their time. Our little boy just isn’t ready to leave his mama.” Mickey tried to reassure you. He was about to talk again when his phone started to ring. It was his mom, probably calling to check in with him about how you were doing. Which reminded him, he should probably call or text your parents while he was at it.

He directs his attention to you, “Hey, my moms calling, probably wanting updates. I’m gonna step out for a bit, okay? I’ll call your mom after to get her up to speed. If you need me, get one of these knuckleheads, or Phoenix, to come get me.”

Payback and Rooster have him looks of offense while Phoenix smiles at them. Y/n nodded her head and gave him a kiss on his cheek, whispering an “I love you” in his ear. He smiles and repeats it back. Before he leaves, he directed his attention to his three friends.

“Watch her for me, will you?” His friends all shake their heads in agreement as he steps outside for the next ten minutes.

When Mickey finally gets off the phone with your parents, he makes is way back into the room. Upon entering, he wasn’t expecting to see you in Phoenix’s arms, as she sways you to the tune of “Hey Jude”, that was playing from Roosters phone. Speaking of Rooster, him and Payback are leaning against each other while singing along to the song.

Mickey looks at them all in confusion and makes eye contact with Phoenix. She smiles at the other two boys and continues to sway you, “She was having a contraction and we figured since you were doing this before we came in, this would probably help.”

His face lights up in a smile as he continues watching his friends attempt at helping ease your contractions away. You seemed pretty content in Natasha’s arms and that was all he could ask for.

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The last time the doctor checked in on Y/n, she was dilated to a six, but that was three hours ago. Nothing Y/n and Mickey tried had felt like it was helping speed up the process at all. He offered to find the doctor to issue her an epidural but she refused and called him a bastard for that idea. The doctor constantly reassured Y/n that it was going to take some time but things were progressing as they should. It was 12:34 pm; Y/n’s getting impatient.

Mickey just hated seeing you in pain. You were taking it like a champ, with the contractions now being closer together, and becoming increasingly more painful. The sight of you crying ripped his heart in two and he wished he could take your pain away. He knew you were getting tired and as much as you tried to sleep, the contractions weren’t letting you.

“Mickey, I don’t know how much longer I can do this. It hurts so bad.”

“I know baby, but you’re doing so good! We just have to wait a little bit longer till we can see our boy. Just keep squeezing my hand.”

Over the next hour or so, Mickey and Y/n took a walk around the hospital floor, hoping it would help. Once they got back to the room, Y/n was more tired than when she started the walk and attempted to get more sleep. Mickey turned the lights down in the room and scooted on the bed with you, watching the monitors.

He became lost in thought as time progressed. He was remembering everything from this morning. How strong you were through this entire process. He could never fathom the pain and strength it took you to bring another life into this world. He remembered when y’all’s friends came to visit you. All the laughs and contractions along the way were worth it. He thinks back to you squeezing the shit out of Hangman’s hand when he said that contractions couldn’t have been that painful, he was wrong. He remembered Rooster performing an acapella version of “Great Balls of Fire”, in order to make you smile through the pain.

His train of thought was disrupted when he felt you shaking his arm, frantically.

“Honey, go get the doctor!”

“What’s going on? Does everything feel okay?”

“I think your son is ready to make his grand entrance,” Y/n says while wincing at the pressure she was feeling, “Fucking finally!”

Mickey wasted no time in taking off out of the room to find a nurse. His heart beating out of his chest but managing to keep it together for you.

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An hour had passed and Y/n’s pained screams filled the room. The doctor had confirmed that she was in fact dilated to a ten, and that it was safe to push. Mickey was positioned behind her, her body between his legs and her back leaning against his chest. He whispered sweet words of encouragement in her ears while wiping the sweat that poured down her face. Mickey thought she still looked beautiful, even with a red face and drenched hair.

“Y/n, I’m really going to need you to bare down and push on your next contraction. Can you do that for me?” Dr. Buckley asked from the end of the bed.

Y/n was tired, Mickey felt the exhaustion in her body, “No no no, I can’t do it anymore! It hurts too much, I can’t do it!”

“C’mon baby, you can do this. We’re so close to seeing our little boy! Just push on your next contraction, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“We’re not having another kid, I swear to God Mickey, I’ll murder you!”

He laughed at her response and kissed her temple.

Y/n felt a contraction coming back and took a deep breath as she bared down and pushed with everything she had in her.

“That’s it baby, good job. Keep pushing mi amor, you got this!”

She felt the pressure of the baby’s head come out and let out a breath.

“Okay, I need you to give me another big push. The heads out honey, now this is the tough part and once you push, it’ll be over soon.”

Dr. Buckley’s encouragement was pissing Y/n off but she knew the doctor was right. She was just so tired from today and all the exertion this was putting on her body.

“You hear that, baby? You’re almost done! I love you so so much, okay? Now give me another big push.”

She began pushing again, everything around her was a blur, other than one of Mickey’s hands caressing her hair while the other holds her hand. She let out another pained scream as the pressure started increasing more and more.

“That’s it baby, keep pushing! That’s my girl, c’mon baby, keep pushing!”

Y/n felt the shoulders make their way out and her body give out half way through. She laid back against Mickey’s chest, trying to catch her breath.

“Last one Y/n, I promise! You gotta take a big breath and push as hard as you can.”

She looked up at Mickey’s eyes and they were staring down at her. He pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead and leaned his on hers, “One more push, mi amor, that’s all you have to do now. One more big, big push for me? I know you can do it.”

With his encouragement, she sat up and pushed with everything she had in her. Suddenly, she felt a release and completely collapsed onto Mickey.

A shrill cry filled the air as their little boy was placed on her chest. Mickey looked at the time, it was 3:22 pm.

“Congrats mama! You’ve got a healthy baby boy!”

Y/n looked down at her son and couldn’t hold back the tears that were present in her eyes. God, he was so beautiful. Mickey was no better, with his own tears streaming down his face as he now holds the two loves of his life. He strokes your hair and presses multiple kisses to your sweaty hairline but he couldn’t have cared less.

“I’m so so proud of you baby! You did so good!Just look at his sweet face!”

After the nurses took the baby boy to get cleaned up, he was placed right in his fathers arms. The room was filled with a calming aura and Mickey couldn’t help but stare at his sons face.

He was a wonderful mix of you and him but he knew that his son would grow up to look like Mickey’s twin. He knew it within his heart. Mickey had his shirt off, skin-to-skin being one of his favorite things now, as he laid in the hospital bed with you. Leaning down, he pressed a lingering kiss on his sons forehead. He looked to his side and saw that you were passed out. A well deserved nap, Mickey thought. You had that post birth glow about you and Mickey felt like he was falling in love with you all over again. Your strength and determination never failed to surprise him. That’s one of the many reasons why he loved you so much.

Mickey leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes for a second. He wasn’t tired, not when he had his new born son in his arms. He was content. His two loves remained asleep and he continued to gaze at them with an unwavering expression of adoration.

This was his family now and he couldn’t be more happy.

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