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that cold-sweat wrung out feeling of finishing a fanfic at 5 am the sun peeking through your curtains onto your tear-stains, because god fucking damn it, what have you just read, why does it ACHE, you’re going to have an aneurism, people write things like this, just to leave you dry mouthed, the fundamental neurons of your brain forever changed, what is canon if not the way this writer plucks your heart out and eats it and licks their fingers afterward and—
#this is about a top gun fic#i feel like i need to DIE#just to operate like a human being again#top gun#icemav#fanfic#fanfiction#ao3#long fic#archive of our own#i’ll throw bagginshield in here too#cause i’ve SWEATED through some of those fics#brings tears to my eyes#bagginshield#lotr#the hobbit#peter mitchell#tom kazansky#thorin oakenshield#bilbo baggins
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Sharon Tate in 1966
Left by Peter Mitchell, Right by Peter Basch
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Peter Mitchell. Mrs. McArthy & her daughter, Sangley Road, London. 1975
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CINEMATIC PARALLELS ▸ Top Gun (1986) || 9-1-1 "Under Pressure" - 2.01
#cinematic parallels#top gun#icemav#tom iceman kazansky#tom kazansky#iceman#peter maverick mitchell#peter mitchell#maverick#911#911 on fox#buddie#eddie diaz#edmundo diaz#edmundo eddie diaz#evan buckley#buck buckley#evan buck buckley#otp: you can be my wingman anytime#otp: you can have my back any day#top gun maverick
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makeup sex with rooster. maybe reader and him got into a fight cause he was jealous or something
Worship This Love
Okay, literally perfect, perfect, perfect. I don’t have my computer with me cause I’m visiting my dads, but I will try my best on my phone!!!!!
Also, listen to false god by Taylor swift while reading this. It’s perfecttttt
Summary: makeup sex with Rooster after arguing over how jealous he is.
Warnings: sex, possessiveness, arguing, unprotected sex (wrap the stump before you hump)
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“C’mon Bradley, it was just some random guy at the bar who offered to buy me a drink. It’s not even like I accepted!” You stated matter of factly, quite honestly you couldn’t even begin to understand why you were having this argument. Rooster could be so possessive at times, didn’t even want another man looking at you. It’s like you were arguing with a wall, his back turned to you as you were entering his home.
“Oh, so now I’m just Bradley? Huh?” His words could’ve cut you with how sharp he spit them out, not even sparing a glance your way. “You know, we wouldn’t even be in this situation if you didn’t dress like that.”
Now he was just being mean to you, his words pierced through you. Tears pricked at your eyes, threatening to fall but you wouldn’t let them. “So, now I’m just some common whore huh? It’s my fault that a man found me attractive? You know what, fuck you Bradley. I’m going home,” now it was your turn to face away from him. It was your turn to walk away.
He grabbed your wrist stopping you, “let me go,” you said darkly, “I can’t talk to you when your like this,” your hard exterior cracked. His words hurt you, you knew he wasn’t in his right mind. Still, nonetheless, you were hurt.
“Don’t leave, you’re mine Y/N,” he pressed his front into your back, moving your hair behind your ear. Whispering, only for you to hear. “You’re only mine.”
He had a way of doing that, drawing you back in when you were just about to leave. It truly wasn’t fair that he knew what he did to you.
“You know i don’t think you’re a slut, Y/N,” he hummed into your ear, his breath reeking of some strong alcohol. Rooster was always the jealous type, especially when he got tipsy. You could never understand why he was that way, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger. “Unless we’re talking about for me, then yes you are. We both know you wanted to make me green tonight, huh? Wear a dress so short that your ass and titties are practically hanging out. You didn’t leave a thing to the imagination, did you?” His words were cruel, but it sparked something in you. Maybe he was right, maybe you unintentionally decided to dress like this for that exact reason. No matter what, he should’ve never talked to you like that. Despite this, His words were like electricity, sparking excitement in your veins. Excitement for what was to come.
You turned to face him, determination set in your eyes. If he wanted you to be a whore, then he would get one. “If I’m such a whore, then fuck me like one,”
That’s all you had to say, that short little sentence and it sent him over the edge. He kissed you harsh, his hands grabbing anything they could get ahold of, your ass, your titties, your hair. He pulled away, “I’ll ruin you for any other man, Y/N. They’ll never stand a chance.”
That’s the one thing he was right about, no one else could have possibly stood a chance compared to him. He lifted you up and pressed you against the wall, your legs squeezing around his waist, his bulge pressing into you. You began to kiss from his neckline to his ear, “oh, sweetheart, you already have,” you bit his ear. You knew it was his sweet spot, something to make him go wild. He began to kiss you and carry you to the bedroom, you only know you were there when he threw you on the bed.
He stood at the edge, watching you panting. “You look so beautiful like this, like a work of art. Hair messy, lip stick smeared, tits out like a common whore.” He said, his voice rough with an edge to it. “Touch yourself,” he demanded. This was new, he had never done that before.
“W-what?” You questioned, confused. He normally hated it when you did that, saying he was the only one who could bring you that pleasure. “You heard me, Y/N, touch yourself. Do it now, or you won’t get anything more from me tonight.”
You did as he said, you always did what he told you. It was a crying shame the power this man held over you, it was something you could never shake. Your hand began to trail its’ way down to your underwear. You couldn’t stop yourself. You circled your clit over you underwear for a moment, wanting to truly tease him. You let out a soft moan at the sensation, you were truly desperate for something, any kind of friction.
“More, Y/N, i want you to make yourself cum,” he stated. You opened your eyes to look at him, you could see the massive tent in his pants.
“Yes sir,” you put on an extra sweet voice, you knew how it effected him. You moved your underwear to the side, you began circling your clit once more. It sent shockwaves everywhere, it was almost too much. It was too good. It went on like this for a few minutes more before you got bored. You were here to fuck your fiancé, not get yourself off.
“I’m bored, baby. I thought you were gonna prove something to me,” you said with a pout. Pulling yourself to sit on the edge of the bed, legs wide open so he could see how wet you were. He began to walk towards you till he was standing right in front of you, his hand reaching towards your chin. He caressed your face, fingers sliding into your mouth. You sucked on them, twirling your tongue on the tip of his fingers. It was almost like you were teasing him till he shoved your fingers down his throat.
“Good girls get what they want, whores don’t. Have you decided what you are?” He questioned you.
“Yes, daddy. I’m your good girl,” once again, you lost the power dynamic. No matter what you did, it seemed like he had the control. “No more dresses like this, i promise.”
His hands moved toward your throat, putting pressure on it and forcing you so you were laying on your back again. He then began to kiss you with his hands wrapped around your throat, it was powerful and possessive. It was everything you loved from him.
“You’re gonna take my cock pretty girl, you’re gonna take it well,” before you knew it he was pulling his pants down and your panties to the side. He didn’t even bother to take your underwear off or your dress. He was gonna fuck you as you were, he wanted to prove a point.
He entered you, slowly but hard. He didn’t give you a second to adjust before he was pounding into you. It felt like you couldn’t breathe from the pressure.
“O-oh my god,” you moaned out. It felt too good, the argument was worth this. He flipped you over, you had to hold yourself up with your hands and knees. He entered you again without the slight gentleness, it was hard. It was borderline painful to be this full.
“Taking it so well, Y/N. You’re my good girl, huh? No one else’s’,” he groaned out, still pounding into you from behind. He was so deep from this angle.
It wouldn’t be long from this position, you knew that he couldn’t control himself like this. He loved to see your ass move against him. He was fucking you into the sheets, you couldn’t even keep yourself up anymore.
“Fuck, I’m about to cum,” you moaned out. It all felt too good, too real. It was too much of him.
“You’ve been a good girl now, c’mon Y/N. You’ve got it,” he groaned out, smacking your ass. You felt it build until it popped, the orgasm released and it was the best you’ve ever felt. You knew he would follow soon behind.
“Almost there, doll. Gonna finish, ruin this dress,” he almost whispered. You were too incoherent to understand what he even was saying.
He fastened his pace and then right before he came, he pulled out and began to jerk himself off over your back till he came thick ropes all over the back of your dress. You gasped once you realized what he did, Rooster never ever pulled out willingly. He liked to finish deep inside you, said it was intimate.
“Rooster! This dress was expensive,” you said in shock. Turning to face him, he had a slight smirk on his face. He did not care, not one bit.
“It was also inappropriate,” he said as he began to take it off you and throw it to the side. You knew that you would never wear it again.
A/N: sorry i tried to rush it out, if it’s not good I’ll edit it later. Also, not proof read
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Sharon Tate by Peter Mitchell, 1966.
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Hey Peter Mitchell heard you’re back on tumblr..
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As an aromantic (not ace), this is the representation i want
#aromantic#three men and a baby#peter mitchell#tom selleck#love how they handled his relationship with rebecca#got scared tho#I thought they were gonna said something like ‘oh#“having a baby made me realized I want to have an actual romantic relationship with you#thank god it didn’t happened#i haven’t watched the second movie tho#dunno if they made something like that#media representation
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Peter Mitchell. Two anonymous ladies, Tivoli Cinema, Acre Road, Leeds, England. 1976
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I know dido's songs are something like a joke now but i put my heart to making this video, i hope you'll like it.🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
I'm writing yet another fanfic RN and i hope i won't get stolen.
#top gun#top gun maverick#tom cruise#top gun spoilers#top gun movie#top gun fandom#top gun 1986#top gun 2#top gun 86#topgun#anthony edwards is my personal sunflower#anthony edwards#goosemav#goose x maverick#maverick x goose#nick goose bradshaw#pete maverick mitchell#peter mitchell#peter maverick mitchell
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Today we morn the loss of all season 16 episodes uploaded to YouTube by Geraldine Community TV. They were tragically taken away March 27, 2023 after losing a battle to whoever owns the Murdoch mysteries copyright.
In lue of flowers, the family has asked you to loudly complain about all the ads cbc gem puts on the episodes.
🎼 In the arms of the angel…
#murdoch mysteries#william murdoch#peter mitchell#julia ogden#llewelyn watts#thomas brackenreid#mmxvi#rip#fuck cbc gem that website is so annoying#five ads every 15 minutes get over yourself
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Character Profile: Peter
Full Name: Peter Noah Mitchell
Kingdom: Oklever
Generation: 4
*Art by the awesome @harchibudytgorichi
Peter is the 6th and final child of the Mitchell Clan. He was banished from the Avis Kingdom at the youngest age out of his siblings. He has no memories of his siblings, other than Arthur, and has no memories of his parents. He was born deaf, leading to him being deemed unworthy of the Avis Kingdom. At the incident where his mother was killed, King Enok decided to take Peter and Arthur as servants to his kingdom. As Peter grows, King Enok allows him to get away with more than other servants, taking him directly under his tutelage to teach him the Lund’s environmental magic in hopes of helping Peter learn to use his deafness as an advantage. Peter finds himself unlocking his own magical ability as a toddler. He is known for his mischievous nature and constantly relying on his older brother.
#broken mirrors#original character#harchibudytgorichi#character profile#Peter Noah Mitchell#peter#peter mitchell#oklever#oklever kingdom#servants#mitchell#mitchell clan#generation four
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11/15/23.
Purchased by Ian Henderson (Fishrider Records/Pop Lib) and Thokei Tapes, Hiss Explosion had my immediate attention. Add to it that a Bandcamp buyer added, "An all time Dunedin classic. Essential listening for disciples of Kilgour." And then there is a cover of David Kilgour's "What You Should Be Now".
While Mike Brassell clearly loved The Clean, et. al, this is clearly his own work and adds other Kiwi sounds - Jean-Paul Sarte Experience and Snapper are two other influences I hear.
Funny thing...Mike Brassell was actually from Christchurch. The drummer on this release is Peter Mitchell - formerly of The Renderers.
Sadly, Mike passed away in 2004. His son is maintaining this Bandcamp page.
#Hiss Explosion#Mike Brassell#Christchurch#Dunedin#David Kilgour#The Clean#New Zealand#Jean-Paul Sarte Experience#Snapper#Peter Mitchell#The Renderers#Bandcamp
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If I had a nickel for every time I had a main comfort character called Peter Mitchell, played by an actor called Tom I'd have two nickel which isn't a lot but its a weird coincidence that it's happened twice.
* and by this I mean Tom Cruise playing Pete Mitchell in Top Gun/Top Gun Maverick and Tom Selleck playing Peter Mitchell in Three men and a baby/Three men and a little lady.
@thethistlegirl was subjected to me screaming about this several weeks ago on the phone to her and I think I broke @awkwxrdapple with it...
#pete 'maverick' mitchell#top gun#top gun 1986#top gun maverick#peter mitchell#three men and a baby#three men and a little lady#tom cruise#tom selleck#my ramblings
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