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Sneak Peek #2 for The Boys Fic (Soldier Boy x Female!Supe!Reader)

(A/n: Soooo…hey everybody! I know it has been awhile since my last post, which announced that I was gonna do a The Boys fic, and I am sorry for the wait. For anyone wondering, yes I am still doing it I’ve just been dealing with every writer’s worst nightmare….Wirter’s Block!

Mainly it’s cause the show doesn’t give a whole lot of Soldier Boy’s backstory and I’ve been adding some flashbacks into my fic that shows how Soldier Boy and (y/n) interacted. But all we got of Soldier Boy’s past is from other people’s perspective and maybe some mentions from the man himself. So it has been a rough to come up with scenarios from little information we got. So I stepped back from it for a bit. But now I’m back on working on it and I have at least two and a half chapters written out and it’s supposed to have at least 8 chapters. But it could be more if Soldier Boy ends up appearing in season 4.

Anyway, to prove that I am working on this fic, here is another sneak peek for the fic.)

"Well, we got to talk. I think I have something, thanks to my informant." Maeve said and she hands him a folder. "Informant?" Butcher asked as he takes the file and opens it to see some pages of information and pictures of Soldier Boy. "Soldier Boy. So what?" Butcher said as he looks up at her.

"Remember how he died?" Maeve asked him. "Stopping a nuclear meltdown in Ohio. '83, '84, I think, got buried beneath a reactor. Always thought it was bollocks." Butcher said. "Yeah, you thought right. Read." She tells him and he reads the file.

"What's B.C.L. RED?" He asked. "If you believe the rumors, it's the thing that killed Soldier Boy. My informant said it's some kind of gun or weapon or something. Had to have been a fսcking H-bomb. He was nearly as strong as..." Maeve said as Butcher looks through the file and looks at some pictures.

"If we can find this...weapon or whatever it is, maybe we can use it to blow Homelander's fսcking brains out." Maeve said. "If it is real, not some fսcking fable." Butcher said then he picks up the team-up picture of Payback. "Payback." Butcher mutters before he scoffs. "What a bunch of fսcking wankеrs." He said as he stares at photo. "When The Seven passed them as the number one super team, Crimson Countess sent me a box of cat shit. But not all of them were bad. She was a close friend of Soldier Boy and his ex-girlfriend." Maeve said as she gestures to the photo and points at the red-haired woman in the red outfit who was standing on the right of Soldier Boy.

"And, uh, Gunpowder was his sidekick." She said as she points at the young teen who was standing at Soldier Boy's left. "If anyone knows what happened to him, they do." Maeve said while Butcher noticed Noir in the photo. "Your mate Noir was in Payback. Why don't you ask him?" He asked her and Maeve scoffs. "Even if that walking tumor could talk, it wouldn't be to me." She said and Butcher looks at the photo again and noticed a woman standing on the other side of Gunpowder.

She looked about in her late twenties, her long (h/c) hair was braided and she was wearing a dark blue body-suit and a gold belt and knee high boots, a matching cape on her shoulders.

"Is that...?" Butcher started to ask and Mavee nodded. "Mystic Shade, yeah." She said. "Haven't heard that name in years." Butcher said and Maeve shrugs. "She retired sometime after Soldier Boy's death. She was fucking Soldier Boy." Maeve said as Butcher flips to another photo and this one was of Soldier Boy and Mystic Shade together. They were both smiling and Mystic Shade was hugging Soldier Boy as he had an arm around her waist.

Butcher then looks at Maeve. "Well then, I should be visiting her, not these two knobs." Butcher said but Maeve shakes her head. "No, Mystic Shade is off limits." She said, firmly, and Butcher gives her a curious look. "And why is that, princess?" Butcher asked and Maeve just glares at him.

Suddenly, it clicks with him. "Mystic Shade is your informant, isn't she?" He asked and Maeve averts his gaze and he smiles, knowing he was right. "Fine! Yes, she was the one that gave me this information. But she told me, specifically, that she didn't want to be questioned because this is all she wanted to give." Maeve said and Butcher watches her. "So, please, don't go bothering her." Maeve demanded.

"Well, well, well, didn't know you had such a soft spot for Mystic Shade." Butcher said and Maeve sighs. "We've been in communication for almost a year. Then when she heard about Homelander and all the fucked up things he's done and how I want him gone, she provided this." Maeve said and Butcher gives her a look that basically said he knew there was more to it.

"Fine, she was one of the heroes I looked up to when I was a kid, okay! Unlike most of these assholes, she actually cares about people." Maeve said. "Oh, I doubt that." Butcher said. "Doubt it all you want but it's the truth." Maeve said as she digs into her purse and pulls out a little bag. "Here." She said and Butcher takes the bag, unzips it and sees small vials of green liquid.

"What's this?" He asked her. "It's Temp V. One shot makes you a Supe for 24 hours. I mean, they think. It's still in R&D." Maeve said and Butcher gives her a look. "Oh, great, so powers, maybe. Maybe my bollocks swell up like footballs. Yeah?" Butcher said, sarcastically. "Payback may be a bunch of fսck holes, but they're strong. And they're dangerous. If you're going against them, you're gonna need it." Maeve warns.

"And what makes you think that me, of all people, would want to turn into one of you?" Butcher asked her as he takes a step closer to her. "This is our best chance to kill Homelander. Don't fսck it up." She said.

(A/n: And here is another peek, this is one of the flashbacks.)

I walk up to the stage as Doctor Vought was at the microphone, talking. Then he turns to me and holds his arm out to me. “Now please welcome the new hero, Mystic Shade!” He said and I push back all of my negative emotions and smile and wave as I walk up to him while the crowd applauded.

I go to Dr. Vought and he shakes my hand then kisses both of my cheeks then leads me to the microphone. Once I get to the microphone, Dr Vought said. “Now, Mystic Shade, will be taking questions.”

And a flood of voices saying over here, over here chanted out and Vought points to a random person. “Yes, you there!” He calls out. “How does it feel to be selected to join by Dr. Vought?” A male voice called out. “Um, it is an incredible opportunity here. And I’m very excited to join.” I replied then more raised hands and voices. Dr Vought pointed out to a different man.

“When did you first discover your powers?” The second man asked me. “I was about fifteen or sixteen years old when I found out. I guess I was alway born with them it just didn’t develop until I became a teenager.” I replied. “And what are they? I mean, what can you do?” The man asked. “Well, I’m strong, I can move objects without touching them and I can make shields to protect myself and people around me.” I replied and there was a series of ooh’s and aah’s across the crowd.

Then another round of hands shooting up in the air and Dr Vought points at another hand. "So, are you gonna help out with the war? If so, how does it feel to be the first woman to be out in the field?" The third man asked. "It is something I never would've imagined but I want to help out not just the country but the people who are involved." I said then another man calls out.

"So what's it feel like to achieve everything you hoped for?" He asked and I paused at this. Truth is I didn't achieve anything, this is all a lie. I wanted to scream that out so badly but I couldn't as I stood there frozen. "I-I, uh..." I stammered then Vought comes up to me and places his hands on my shoulders. "I'm sure she feels fantastic. She's being very modest right now. Not being used to this kind of attention can make anyone freeze. So let's give a hand for our new hero!" Vought said and there was applause and I give a small, weak smile.

Minutes later, I walk out on the balcony and took in a deep breath then let it out. Being in that ballroom suffocated me. I lean against the stone railings of the balcony and took in some quick breathes until anger rose in my chest and I slam my fists down on it, making the stone crack. "Whoa-ho, remind me not to make you angry." A male voice said, a bit of a laugh in his tone.

I jumped at this, not expecting anyone out here, and look to my left to see a man, in a army uniform with a long coat, standing some feet away from me. "I'm not in the mood to talk." I grumbled and I look out on the balcony. "I figured. Saw you up on that stage....and well, here..." he said and I look over at him and see him holding a bottle out to me. "You need this more than me."

"Did you steal that from party?" I asked him. "More like borrowing." He said, shrugging, and I chuckled a bit then take the bottle from him. "Thank you." I said and I begin to drink from it. "I'm guessing rough day?" He asked me. “You could say that.” I muttered and I take another drink from the bottle.

“These Vought parties are never what the public thinks they are. The only good things here are the food, the booze…and the pretty women.” He said and he gives me a flirtatious smile. I giggled a little and smile, which I just realized is my first genuine smile I’ve made in months. “I’m flattered but…I’m married.” I tell him and he has a surprised look on his face.

”I don’t believe that.” He said and I raise an eyebrow at him. “Oh? And why is that?” I asked him. “No sane man, especially a husband, would leave you out here on your own.” He said and I laugh a little again. “Maybe, I wanted to be alone.” I said and he shrugs a little. “You may have a point. But, even so, shouldn’t be out here alone. Some stranger could try to chat you up.” He said. “Like you?” I asked him, smiling, and he chuckles.

”Yeah…” he mutters and we share a small laugh then he holds his hand out to me. “I’m Ben.” He introduces and I take his hand. “(Y/n).” I said as we shake hands. “(Y/n), beautiful name for a beautiful woman.” He said and I give a bashful smile to him. “Thank you.” I said then he kisses the back of my hand and I felt my heart leap in my chest.

I haven’t felt this way in a long time, not since I married my husband.

“So, you happily married?” He asked me and my smile falters. “Judging by that frown, I’m guessing not.” Ben said and I sighed. “Just…going through a tough time right now.” I said. “That’s why I never married, when the tough times come in, there’s nothing to tie you down.” Ben said and I nod at this. “I’m starting to think that’s a good idea.” I said before I drink from the bottle again.

At that moment, we hear the door open behind us and I look over my shoulder to see it was Adam. “There you are.” Adam said as he comes up to me. Then he looks over at Ben and seems surprised. “Oh, I see you’re talking to your teammate.” He said and I furrow my brow. “Huh?” I said and Adam places an arm around my shoulder. “This is Soldier Boy. Your partner in the war.” Adam tells me and I was surprised by this.

I have heard the name Soldier Boy but I didn’t know what he looked like since I was trapped in that lab for the last few months.

I look over at Ben and he gives me a smile. “Surprise?” He asked me. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me for not recognizing you, sir.” I said to him. “It’s fine, just don’t go forgetting my face now.” He said, smiling, and I chuckled. “I most certainly will not.” I said and he nods.

”Well, I’ll leave you two alone. I’m sure I’m needed in there.” Ben said as he gestures to the door. And I felt a little sad about him leaving, I was kinda enjoying his company. “You two have a good evening.” Ben said as he walks over to the door. “And you as well.” Adam said then Adam turns to me as I look out on the balcony.

”I see you already starting the night off.” Adam said, gesturing to the bottle of champagne in my hands, but I don’t respond as I look over my shoulder in time to see Ben go to the door. It seemed he sensed me and he looks over his shoulder at me then smiles and gives me a wink before he walks in.

My heart absolutely fluttered at this and I felt my face go red before I look back out on the balcony.

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dckweed · 2 months

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Helloooo ☺️ since I adore your writing so much, I also wanted to request something. Maybe a Rooster imagine where you fly with Rooster during the Dagger Mission and also help him saving Mave as he crashes but you also got pretty hurt but not tell anyone. So when you're all finally back at the ship, you black out just in front of Rooster and he freaks out. He stays by your side the whole time you're being taken care of and also stays by your side till you wake up. First he lectures you why you didn't tell him, but then he also admits his feelings and it's all cute and fluffy then? Hope this is okay for you and sorry it's so long 🤭

Hi love! of course i can do this for you! i love a good rooster fluff makes me all ooey gooey on the inside!

feel free to send in requests guys, or even just random questions! also this took me so long and im so sorry! also i feel like this really sucks and i could have done so much better and im so sorry..

let me know if we should turn the two birds into a series???

warnings: shooting, near death experiences, plane crash, traumatic injuries, rooster being a mother goose because he cares too much, mav being mav reader is referred to as callsign duckie (or duck for short), incorrect military references and portrayal because what the fuck do i know about the navy? although i did actually google the catapult thing because i was curious.

"TWO BIRDS AND A MAV" bradley 'rooster' bradshaw x fem!pilot reader

You stood with the rest of your fellow pilots inside the hangar of the aircraft carrier, back straight and gaze forward as you stood at attention, waiting for the mission team to be chosen. Captain Mitchell stood at the front of the room, calling out names.

"Phoenix and BOB," He starts first, his voice ringing out. "Fanboy and Payback" He looks over towards Rooster, who is stood right next to you. "Rooster, Duckie." They had modified the flight plan to include a fifth single plane bringing up the rear carrying a third explosive in case of failure. You and Rooster share a look, the pair of you more nervous than you realized, not expecting to hear the others name called.

Your fellow pilots congratulate you as you and your other squad members gather your things to go finish getting your flight gear ready. Everyone files out before you and Rooster, and just as you're about go, he grabs your wrist. "Duckie," His voice is gruff, full of emotions that you more than recognized. He was worried about you, he always was, you supposed that was the price of the lengthy fling the pair of you had had during your time at the academy. You both cared about each other too much. "Be careful up there, yeah?"

His voice is tender, and you can't help the small smile that spreads over your lips as you squeeze his hand, moving in to give him a brief hug. You had missed his embrace, it had been years since you had stopped seeing each other, but it hadn't ever changed the way you felt towards him, or how you reacted when you were in his presence. "You too, Roo.." You say, kissing his cheek before walking off.

Rooster kicks himself as he watches you walk off, he wanted to stop you, beg you too step down and let Jake fill in your spot, he didn't want you to be careful up there, he didn't want you to be up there at all, but he couldn't change the decisions, not when he didn't have a say in them to begin with. He has to remind himself that you are an extremely capable pilot, and quite underestimated by the unsure looks of the fellow squad members and the admiral.

It wasn't long before you and your team were on the flight deck of the aircraft carrier, loading onto your aircrafts. You did your usual pre-flight check right along with Nat and Bob, and just before you got ready to climb up the ladder to your cockpit, you gave Bob a fist bump and told him and Natasha that you had their backs up there. You were bringing up the rear, you were support for the whole mission, you knew what your role was and deep down, you knew what you would have to do if it came down to it.

Climbing up into your cockpit, you slide into your seat with ease buckling into your safety belts and going about your onboard flight list. When you're sure that you're set and secured and your plane is safe to fly, you give signal to the ground crew that you're prepped and ready for take off and start to lower the dome of your plane, listening to it lock in place. You know you'll be last to take off and say a silent prayer for yourself and your crew as you slide your orange and black helmet on over your head, your callsign written in cursive on the front and back of it. And as you wait for your go to start taxying onto the runway you let you the mission control team know that you're ready. "Dagger Five, up and ready." You say, locking your visor down into place to help protect you from the glare of the sun.

Not much longer after that they start to taxi your crew onto the runway, as Rooster's F/A-18 scoots along past you, next to go off the deck and into the air, you send him a salute, noticing he was looking at your from his cockpit. He nods back in recognition, holding his fist up to his glass, his way of telling you to be careful.

Soon, it's your turn and before you know it you're being released from the catapult and lifting your nose off the deck and up into the air, catching a beautiful headwind. "Dagger Five, in the air." You report to the control tower, hearing an affirmative response from them as you catch up to the rest of your crew. There was an apprehension in the air, even if you weren't all in the same plane, you knew you were all nervous, all scared. This was the most high stakes, life risking mission any of you had ever faced before, but you knew were the right ones for the job and so did the U.S. Navy, otherwise you wouldn't have been called back to TOP GUN. You were all the best of the fucking best, and you were going to do your damn jobs and do them well.

The mission was going smoothly (even with Rooster falling behind), almost too smoothly you thought, and even with Fanboy and Payback's radar malfunctioning Rooster somehow, by the graces of whatever higher power that might be, managed to land his bomb perfectly bullseye. You were hot on their tail, pulling up sharply as you came out of the inverted dive down the mountain wall, just catching glimpse of the collapsing ground beneath you as you flipped back into position, pulling hard on your controls.

Somewhere in the distance, your vision and hearing going spotty as you pulled in more gforce than was probably healthy for your body as you climbed altitude rapidly, you hear your team yelling over the shared radio connection, and mission control chatter in the background. By the time you're able to gather your own wits about you, your deep into an air strike of surface to air missiles, noticing your radar going off just in time to deploy counter protective measures. "Holy fuck!" You shout, looking around through your cockpit, trying to gather where exactly you were and where your teammates were and how the fuck to get out of the mess.

You pay attention to your radar again, pulling up the nose of your plane just in time to deploy your counter flares once more, punching the button on your side wall like its your savior. "Dagger 5, deployed counter measures twice!" You report, on the mission controll channel, keeping an eye on your radar and in the air in general and you see the flares lighting up the sky. "Daggers report!" You shout into your shared channel needed to know that all of them are okay. You know it will only last a few minutes, but it was going to be a long and brutal few minutes, a true test to how sharp your skills were in the cockpit.

"Dagger One, safe!" Mav's voice comes over the coms, you knew he was team leader and was probably the one that should have been calling for the report but you needed to know. You deploy a third counter measure as you listen to Phoenix call over her com for her and Bob.

"Dagger Two, safe!" Rooster calls, you can hear the edge in his voice, and a grunt. You see a light of flares and missiles colliding just above you in some clouds and you realize that must be him. Fanboy and Payback call in their safe report, and you're about to add in yours at Mav's urging when it happens.

"Dagger Five, sa-" The plane shakes with the force of it, the bomb clips your wing, just barely making contact, but enough to take a chunk out of the right wingtip and cause your engine to missfire. "I'm hit! I'm Hit!" You repeat into your com, urgently deploying your engine safety measures. You knew this plane like the back of your goddamn hand, you knew what to do when one of the engines missfire.

"Duckie!" Mav yelled over the line at the same time as Rooster dropped down next to you, wing to wing on your good side. You ignore Mav, shutting down your right engine before refiring it. It doesn't start. You panic, turning your head to glance at Rooster. He shakes his head at you from his cockpit, wondering what was going on. "Duck! Report!" You flip the engine switch a second time, just as a set of flares comes up on your radar.

"Bradley!" You shout, trying to keep your plane level with only one engine working. He grunts over the line, and you hear him punch his flare button. And then punch it again. "Bradshaw!?"

"I'm out of flares!" He yells, getting ready to deploy bullets, even though he knew they wouldn't do much good judging by how loud your radars were yelling, when all of a sudden Mav dropped down from your damaged side, dropping his flares. They work, but he clips your wing on the way down and it sends both of your planes spiraling. Your instinct is to scream, but you know it will do no good so you try your best to steady your aircraft, though it's not easy to do with only one engine working properly. "Y/N! Mav!" Bradley yells, and before you know it you can see the ground coming up fast through the cockpit.

"Oh shit!" You yell, pulling the ejection handle between your legs as hard as you fucking can, your lid flies off and your seat topples out, and so do you.

The cold air meets your face, the wind hitting it as you race to the ground, waiting for your parachute to deploy. You scream the whole way down, your plane not too far from you, and if you squint you can see Mav off in the distance to your right side. Your planes hit the ground before you do, fiery messes as they collide with the earth. It takes a few minutes, and your parachute hadn't slowed you down nearly fast enough so your body collapses as soon as your feet touch the snow covered ground of where the fuck forest you were in, merely fifteen feet from your fireball of a fucking plane.

"Oh my god.." You groan, looking at the mess of it as you unclip your parachute as quickly as you can, not wanting to be weighed down by it incase the enemy came searching for your downed plane. You looked around, trying to see if you could spot Mav somewhere, but through the smoke and trees you couldn't see him. "Captain Mitchell!" You scream, before flinching, realizing that probably wasn't the smartest idea to do in enemy territory. You wanted them to assume you were dead, it was safer for you that way until you could figure out how to get the fuck out of here, hopefully with your Captain.

A loud burst of flames comes from whats left of your plane and you duck just in time, shrapnel flying over your head and landing merely a foot away from you. "I am so being discharged!" You yell to yourself as you start running toward the tree line, hopefully in the direction of your teammate.

You trudge through the snow for what seems like forever, thanking god for the heavy duty boots on your feet and the fact that you wore long sleeves under your flight suit, the air was a tad brisk in the middle of the dense forest, though you know it was only a few minutes and you start to see the flames of another plane in the trees on the other side of a clearing, and a quarter of the way into the clearing, Maverick is slowly clambering to his knees. He must not have had an easy landing, you deduce.

"Mav!" You call, running over to him, though just as you do the sound of helicopter blades chopping the air reach your ears. You both look up, you merely twenty feet away from him when you see it in the tree line near where his craft had gone down. "..fuck.." You mutter, noticing someone in all black point towards you guys out of the open side door. The chopper turns towards you guys slowly and Mav struggles to gete his chute pack detached before telling you to run, grabbing your arm and pulling you with him as he passes you.

Just in time too because whoever mans the guns starts shooting at the pair of you as you run, the bullets chasing you as you run as fast as you can through the thick layer of snow. Mav is pulling you over a thick log when you feel it, the searing, burning pain going through your leg and your side. You've been shot. You grit your teeth as Mav pulls your body under his, shielding you from the hail of bullets sure to come as the Helicopter positions in front of you guys, pointed directly at your forms. He was prepared to die for you, if it meant that at least one of you got to get out of here.

You close your eyes, preparing for the spray of bullets and your captains blood to riddle your body, but it never comes. You hear a large explosion and peak an eye open, your breath leaving your body as the helicopter and its occupants go up in flames, the unmistakable sound of a fighter jet filling the valley as it flies away. You don't have to be smart to know that it's Bradley, though you do have to have some ounce of brains to realize that there was probably more SAMs hidden in the area and he was probably about to catch the attention of them.

And sure enough, as Mav pulls you up to your feet the both of you in disbelief, you watch as his plane erupts into a ball of smoke. "Oh god.." Mav says, and starts running in the direction that Bradley's plane went down in. You followed right behind him, the fact that you were shot in two different places the least of your worries, your adrenaline pushing you forward and keeping you from feeling the burning pain of the bullets in your body.

You're right behind Mav when you finally make it to the clearing, Bradley had thankfully landed far away from his plane and you hear him yell "You okay?" and Bradley's affirmative response before Mav picks up speed and pushes the stupid ass to the ground.

"The fuck was that for?!" Rooster yells, taking his helmet off and standing up, catching sight of you coming up just behind Mav.

"What are you doing here?!" Mav yells, worry lacing his voice. "You could've been back on the aircraft carrier by now, what the fuck were you thinking?!"

Bradley looks at him, eyes wild. "You told me not to think!" If you weren't in the situation you were in, this whole scene would've been comical.

Mav is silent for a moment, not being able to argue farther because he was right, he had told the boy not to think. Just do. And, at the end of the day, if he hadn't, they would've be alive right now. "Yeah, well..its good to see you.." The older man concedes.

Bradley chuckles. "It's good to see you too.." He says, bowing his head before looking back up at you. "Duckie? You okay?"

You rear back and punch his stupid as shoulder as hard as you can, gritting your teeth as a burning sensation goes through your side. You'd been shot on your dominant side, that wasn't a good thing. "Just fucking peachy." You grunt, hoping that neither men realized that something was wrong with you. You wanted to get the fuck out of here.

Rooster nods, rubbing his shoulder. "So, what's the plan?"

And that, that small question was how you wound up in the back of an F-14, sat on Rooster's lap, the only thing securing you in place were his arms wrapped around your waist holding you tightly against his chest and lap as Mav took off from the enemy base.

"This is so not safe!" You yell, gritting your teeth as you try not to cry from the pain of Rooster squeezing your bullet entry wound. "Bradley' don't you fucking let go of me!" You cry, trying desperately to get the radio back up and working so you could reach the carrier, let your crew know that you guys were still fucking alive. He squeezes you even tighter in a way that clearly says 'I've got you' , and despite the pain you feel a comfort go through you that allows you to focus that much more. "How the fuck do i work this shit?"

"I'm really not sure, that was always Bradley's dad's expertise!" Maverick calls back over the intercom, maneuvering the ancient ass plane through the valley. You could cry, or slam your head against the radar. Either way you didn't care. "Um..there should be a switch.."

"Pete theres like ten thousand switches back here!" You yell back, your voice high pitched and panicky. You try to recall anything you read about an F-14, about working an RIO cockpit (which wasn't much because it really wasn't your specialty) and start mentally cross referencing it to what you know about working your own cockpit to get your systems up and running. Eventually, you start flipping a few switches and to your utmost surprise, one of them works.

"Got it!" You call, your Radar flipping on. Just as it does you spot a bogey not too far off your tail. "Mav, tally two right wing, tail." You say. "Rooster, let go of me and try flipping on your locator!" He lets go of you for a brief second just as the Bogey starts to pull up even with Mav in the cockpit.

"Uh, what do we do?" Rooster asks, looking out the lid and then to the back of Captain Mitchell's head. "Mav?"

He doesn't answer for a minute. "Just, be cool." He says and you want to yell at him that this is a do or die situation, not a 'stay cool' situation. What the fuck did that even mean, be cool? You guys just obliterated their entire base, you were most certainly not cool and pilot in the next plane over was most certainly not stupid. Scary, but not stupid.

The pilot throws up a hand signal, his hands decked out in all black. "Jesus are they wearing leather flight gear?" You ask, barely heard over Rooster's "Mav, mav what does that mean? I don't know what that means.."

You see the captain shake his head in the reflection of the dome, and swallow back fear, closing your eyes. "I don't know either.." He says, trying to do something with hand signals that he did know. The plane falls back after a moment, only to get into attacking position.

You're pressing down into Rooster for dear life now as Mav does (as rooster had called it), some of that pilot shit, your hands bracing on the dome above you, trying not to fucking die in your secured predicament. Your former boyfriend does his best to keep you secured to his body, but there isn't much he can do when you're both being thrown around in the air, the craft rolling and diving every few seconds as Maverick tries to get you guys back to safety with your fucking lives.

Just when you think you've made it, the radar goes off again and none of you see where the danger is until it's much too late, and your defense mechanisms are far too gone. With a shaking breath and tears in your eyes you listen to Mav and Rooster get over whatever bullshit had been between them, an emotional apology that really means nothing if the two of them aren't going to survive this. You're scared, all the things you've never done and said running through your mind, all the things you'd missed out on and were going to continue to miss out on because you wanted to be just like your own father. Your sister would laugh at you, would tell you to stop being so dramatic and use your last few seconds (or minutes if you're lucky enough), to do something besides think about all the things you could have done.

You feel him try to pull the ejection handles as Mav pulls up hard, only for you two to not eject. He gives an emotional cry before he tells Mav that they aren't working.

"Rooster," You blurt, eyes squeezed closed. If you were going to die, you didn't want to see it coming, it was better this way. You would much rather go with visions of Bradley dancing behind your eyelids anyway. "Bradley," You sob loudly and he squeezes you tightly against his chest, you don't even feel the pain of the two bullet wounds anymore. "I love you..i'm so sorry i never said it back but i do, i fucking love you."

And then it must happen, you must fucking die because you hear the explosion. You see the light of the burst of flames behind your eyelids, cutting through the vision of you and Bradley. You brace for it, the pain or..the coldness, but it never comes. Instead, you think you hear what must be Satan's voice.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen," What the hell have you ever done bad enough that you're sent to a hell with Hangman as the voice guiding you? "This is your savior speaking, please return your trays to their locked and upright positions."

You cry in relief.

Every person on the carrier must be on the flight deck that you guys have surely marred and damaged with your lack of landing gear in the ancient ass plane you'd been forced to fly in. Their loud cheering greets your ears, a sea of thunderous applause as the dome of the cockpit slides open. You still don't think that you've made it. That you're even alive, and maybe that checks out because as soon as you step out onto the wing, you collapse.

three days.

You're out for three days in the medbay of the carrier, Rooster by your side. He doesn't leave, but he fusses over your unconscious form, fusses over the doctors and nurses to the point that they threaten to kick him out if he doesn't sit the fuck down.

His words rattle in his mind, those three little words that the both of you had been much too scared to say to each other when you were in the academy, when you were in TG the first time around. He never realized how much he truly longed to hear them come from your lips until they finally had, and he wanted to grab you up and tell you how much he loved you back, wanted to kiss you until you saw stars but you had collapsed as soon as he let you off of his lap.

He had been so scared, moreso than he was before Hangman had saved them because at least then he was going to die with you in his arms, it was a pretty decent death considering the way death could have been. You dropped like a rag doll, hitting the wing of the plane first before sliding off of it onto the crowd below as he unhooked his safety belts as fast as he could. He remembered shouting your name, dropping to the ground next to your where he looked at your flgihtsuit for the first time and found the two bullet holes. You had taken on fire. You were bleeding. And you hadn't said anything to him. How could you not say anything?

He supposed he shouldn't dwell on it because you were still alive. You were still here with him. He just needed you to open your damn eyes so he could say it back to you. He had his head tilted back, looking up at the ceiling as he tried to rest, he was exhausted and still in his dirty suit from three days ago. He was sure his mustache was being joined by a beard, and he was sure that he smelled, but he wasn't going to leave you.

"Bradley?" A hushed whisper. Had he really heard it? No..no he couldn't have. "Bradley!" He snaps his head up, eyes on you instantly. You're staring up at him, your beautiful eyes glossed over with unshed tears, your pale skin looking even paler under the harsh florescent lighting of the medial bay.

"You fucking scared me." He says, voice wavering with unshown emotions. He moves so he's hovering over you, a gentle hand on top of your head. Your lips quivered. "Duckie, you fucking scared the shit out of me, do you know?" He says again, putting his lips to your forehead. He feels you sigh against him and he pulls away, looking down at you. "I love you too.." He whispers. "Scared the absolute shit out of me, but i fucking love you, you brat." You chuckle at his last words, only to wince at the pain that goes straight through you.

"That hurts, don't make me laugh." You groan, taking his hand in yours. "How long have I been down?" You didn't remember exactly what happened once you'd landed, hell, you barely remembered that. "Are we home yet? Roo, I want to go home.."

"Three days..and we should be stateside by tomorrow.." He says, brushing hair away from your face, squeezing the hand that you had in his. "They had to take your gall bladder, bullet lodged in it real good.." He grazed a hand gently over the wound. "They fished the other out of your leg..said you might need rehab.."

You hum, closing your eyes. "Just get me home first," You say, not letting him go. "We'll handle everything else later.."

#top gun #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #miles teller #captain pete mitchell #maverick mitchell #top gun rooster #top gun mav

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Hello Mark! May I request shameless male yn x hangman? Yn would ask hangman to have sex all the time in public, private, or literally anywhere you can imagine. He's also very flirty and like to grab Jake's ass as a joke. One day yn want to try something new so he decided to put a vibrator up his ass and go visit jake but he accidently broke the remote controller which results in the vibrator vibrating uncontrollably. In the end hangman have to come to the scene and rescue naughty yn.

-B

Hey B! Of course you can request this I love Hangman! I hope you enjoy it! And sorry for taking so long😭@belosstuff

Warnings! public sex, walking in, Y/n and jake are just total sluts, teasing, dirty talk, blowjob, vibrator

C/s- call sign

HANGMAN X MALE READER

"Hey who's that?" Bob asks and points at the man who is currently just grabbing and slapping Jake's ass. "Y/n L/n Jake's boyfriend." Coyote answers eyeing the couple.

"They have been dating for a while I think" Coyote adds watching Y/n try to pull Hangman's pants down. "Jesus they're all over each other." Phoenix says turning her chair away from the dirty couple.

"It's everyday with them two. Y/n is one shameless motherfucker. Let me tell y'all. One time I invited both of them to my house over the holidays right? I leave them for twenty minutes in the living room by themselves. I came back to Y/n and Jake banging on the floor." Coyote tells the story and seems kinda normal about it.

"They never changed. Last week Maverick saw Y/n grinding his crotch on Hangman ass and Y/n got in trouble, but he kept on doing it."

The team was warming up in the skies just doing y'know basic removers and dog fighting.

Y/n and Hangman were paired up and currently hunting down Maverick while the others listen to their conversations.

"Hangman do you hear over?" The group circle around the intercom to hear better.

"Loud and proud babe. Over" Hangman answers turning his around looking at Y/n jet besides his own.

"After we take the old man down, lets fuck for a job well done alright?"

"Couldn't think of a better way to celebrate Y/n." Y/n turns his head around to face Hangman. Y/n takes off his air mask and blows a kiss to Jake. Jake acts like he catches it and puts it on his chest.

"The two of you will be doing three hundred push ups after this exercise." Maverick says breaking the two conversations with an irritated tone.

"Oh oh old man is jealous." Jake says with a smirk.

"Don't worry Mave. You can watch we don't mind. Since I know it's probably been a while since you had some action. But you can watch me and my boyfriend so you can learn. We will even invite the whole team so they won't get jealous."

Y/n offers flying above Maverick while Hangman goes under Maverick.

"Might as well start prepping yourself Hangman cause i'm about to get him." Y/n says smugly.

"God just fuck me already Y/n." Hangman lets out a fake moan which makes Y/n let out a loud laugh.

"Bring it on you two!" Maverick says flying faster trying to get away from the two.

"What the hell are those two doing?" Maverick says looking at the couple who was supposed to be doing push ups, but instead Hangman has his legs around Y/n waist holding onto his shoulders as they kiss. And for Y/n hes pinning Jake to a Jet grinding his hard clothed cock onto Jake's ass.

"If you think you can tame them two. You're wrong. Hangman is already rude and cocky by himself but when Y/n is with him hes arrogant and more of an asshole than he is. And hes a bit of a trophy boyfriend with him but in the nice way." Phoenix walks up to Maverick already knowing about his confusion.

"Are they always like that?" Maverick asks turning around to Phoenix. "Always. I think the universe made them for each other. Both of their egos and personality boost the others. So in short words no them two wouldn't change for the world." Phoenix answers.

"I knew you would wanted to watch old man!" Y/n shots with a smirk on his face.

It was a quiet day in the classrooms and Maverick is going on and on about safety and loyalty also about trusting your teammates. Y/n is clenching on his shirt for dear life and his mouth is shut tight.

Y/n is sitting in the very back so the vibrator couldn't be heard from the others only he can hear it.

"C/s. Answer the question." Maverick picks Y/n since Y/n is looking out the window not even making an effort to make it seem like he was paying attention. "C/s?" Maverick asks again crossing his arms looking at the young lieutenant. "C/s are you with us?" Maverick asked sounding a bit worried causing everyone to turn their heads facing Y/n.

Y/n turns his head back around facing Maverick. "f-fuck uhm... It's about s-shit!" Y/n covers his face feeling his body heat up and he feels the vibrator stuck on the highest setting making him almost non-verbal.

"Its about the speed you or your partner goes and the--- oh fuck~ t-the outcome of the whole mission..." Y/n throws his head back and covers his mouth hiding his moans and curses.

"Y/n are you not feeling well? Do I need to send you to the medbay." Maverick says walking closer to Y/n. Y/n panics and stops Maverick by saying. "Yeah! All good just having a little headache you know." Everyone but Hangman buys the excuse.

Hangman knows his boyfriend is lying and knows he isn't okay so he asks Maverick could he sit next to him. "Fine but no funny business I mean it C/s." Hangman moves to his seat and walks and sits to his boyfriend.

Jake immediately hears the buzzing once he sat next to him and gave him "What did you do?" Look on his face. Y/n puts his hand in his pocket and takes the vibrator remote and hands it to Jake. "It broke and now it's ten." Y/n answers the question turning his head slightly.

Jake sits back getting comfortable in his chair thinking about ways he can help his boyfriend. Jake smirks once he gets an idea. "Well we got to go to the bathroom but you can't go now because of your problem." Y/n picks up what Jake is saying and pulls up his chair for hes closer to the table.

Jake moves his chair closer as well making sure Y/n would be covered and as well his hands. Jake sneaks his hand to Y/n crotch and pulls down the fly. Y/n helps him out by pulling his pants and underwear down slightly giving Jake easy access.

Hangman runs his fingers around the tip of Y/n cock play around with the head. Y/n glares at Jake for teasing him and Jake smirks and mumbles a fake "Sorry." Before wrapping his hands around his cock giving him lazy pumps. Even though Jake is being lazy it is still satisfying him.

Y/n bucks his hips a little making sure to cause no attention. Jake feels Y/n thrusting up into his hand so he decided to help his boyfriend by jerking him off at a faster pace feeling Y/n cock twitches.

"Oh didn't know you can cum this early." Hangman teases feeling precum slides down his hand. "Don't get cocky. It---it's just~ the vibrator. g-gah fuck im close." Y/n moans are quiet but some huffs and tiny groans can be heard if someone really tries hard to listen.

Y/n's whole body almost gives out from his intense orgasm. He had to bite his hand to old back his noises as he painted Hangman's white. Y/n covers his face as he bolts his hips back and forth as he rides out his orgasm. Once Y/n is out of his high he puts himself back in his pants and fixes his clothes.

"Look at my hand. This is probably the biggest load you ever shot. All because of me." Jake says smugly looking at his cum covered hand. "It's all hot and sticky." Jake adds trying to show Y/n, but Y/n pushes his hand away. "Go ask to go to the medbay and go to the nearest bathroom. I'll be out soon after you." Hangman tells his boyfriend the plan.

"Sir! May I go to the medbay?" Y/n asks with a shot standing up from his seat. Maverick gives Y/n his permission. Y/n bolts out feeling his cock begin to get hard again from the vibrations.

TIMESKIP

Y/n is laying on the bathroom sink waiting for his boyfriend. Shortly enough Hangman arrives locking the door behind him. "Okay. Care to explain why the hell you have a vibrator in your ass?" Hangman asks watching his boyfriend take off his clothes and folding them on the sink.

"Well I forgot we had classes today and I wanted to surprise you with a visit since remember I told you yesterday I wouldn't be coming. But turns out I turned it on to the highest setting by accident and broke it..." Hangman laughs at his boyfriend story uncontrollably.

"Shut up Jake! Cause remember that one time you got turned on from the jet vibrations and I snuck inside your jet to help you-----" "OKAY! Moving on!" Jake cuts his boyfriend off. Y/n sighs and leans on the wall covering his face. "Just help me out Jake. Get this stupid toy out of me." Y/n asks with a groan.

Hangman turns his boyfriend around on the wall so his chest is on the wall. Jake moves Y/n hips out to make it easier to get the toy out. "God your wet. Maybe I should be the to----" "Jake don't even finish that thought." Y/n shoots down the idea.

After a while Jake finally takes the toy out of his boyfriend and Y/n sighs in relief. Jake throws the toy in the trash since it's useless now. "How about I get an award?" Jake says cockily pointing at Y/n hard cock. "You still have your clothes on and we can't make a mess." Y/n answers rubbing Jake's head giving Jake an idea.

"Fuck my throat. And i'll swallow every drop. Please sir!~ I've been such a good boy for you!" Jake sinks down to his knees opening his mouth wide and sticking his tongue out.

Y/n gives in to his boyfriend laying his cock on Jake's tongue. Jake immediately wraps his lips around the tip giving it lazy kitten licks. Hangman wraps his hands around the other half of Y/n cock as he suck the other he can fit. Jake bobs his head back and forth looking up at Y/n making eye-contact. Hangman lets go of the part he can't fit and puts his hands on Y/n thighs giving Y/n access to his throat. Y/n takes the invitation and uses both of his hands to pull Jake's hair yanking him up and down on his cock.

Y/n moves his hands to the back of Jake's head pushing him all the way on his cock out of nowhere causing Jake to moan and gag on his cock. Jake tries to push his head back but always gets pushed back to the base by Y/n. Jake gags and chokes on Y/n cock causing tears to run down his face. Y/n keeps Jake head down as he skull fucks him. Jake cries around Y/n cock as Y/n fucks him merciless.

Y/n feels the knot in his stomach tighten so he bucks his hips up and down throwing his head back. Y/n hears all of the gagging and whimpering from Jake and lets his head go. Jake pulls away as quickly as he can gasping for air. Jake looks up at Y/n and eyes his twitching cock. "Again. Again again! Make me pass out I don't care do just it again until you cum!" Jake begs eagerly clawing Y/n thighs. Y/n looks down at Jake a bit surprised but does the request.

Jake moans and screams around the cock but is muffled by his gagging. Jake never breaks eye-contact with Y/n as he destroys his throat. Hangman begins to feel lightheaded and stops trying to pull himself off of Y/n cock dropping his hands and letting his head lean into Y/n hand going where it's going. "F-fuck! Jake im cumming fuck! You're such a good boy~ for taking me all in such a good boy you are! Im cumming fuck take it nice and deep be a good boy and swallow everything!" Y/n praises with a few more thrust before shooting his load down Jake's throat.

Jake chokes and gags trying to swallow the load and his body trying to make him let some fall out or spit some out. but he ignores his body by putting a hand on his mouth to stop himself. Jake swallows everything and gasps for air "what the hell Y/n! How much cum you have today Jesus almost died trying to swallow all of that." Jake scolds slapping Y/n thighs.

"You been having blue balls huh?" Jake suggests and earns a harsh slap on the back. "No. we have sex like almost everyday. I don't know why I shot so much today." Y/n gets his clothes back on and fixes himself and Jake.

"You better fuck me with a load like that once we get home, so we can fuck for hours." Jake opens the door and turns around to Y/n with a smirk. "Bye C/s hope you had a good time in the clinic. Aren't I just the best doctor.~ Jake pokes fun at Y/n before shutting the door going back to class.

"Hangman where the hell have you been?" Maverick asks the young man. Who has the biggest smirk on his face and sits down beside the knowing Coyote. "Sorry the bathroom was kinda packed." Hangman answers with a dry voice. "You dogs..." Coyote whispers to Jake.

"What? We can't help it."

THE END

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✦ not my type . . . chapter five | he’s so annoying

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SUMMARY: you can never trust anyone, not even your own friend. thinking that this blind date would go smoothly like hu tao states, it didn’t. why? because the person she set you up with is currently your rival from college! and what’s even worse — he’s now the newest member of your favorite idol group 5KY! hopefully after this date you won’t see him anymore, right?

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Caught

Summary: Established relationship between Hangman and reader. Reader is Penny’s niece.

Warnings: Cheesy, that’s it- nothing but the cheesiest scene that played out in my mind when I was supposed to be in a meeting.

Pairing: Jake Seresin x Reader

Characters: Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell – Mentions of Penny Benjamin

Word Count: 673

A/N: This is super cheesy with minimal actual plot. Thank you so much for reading!

“I should have guessed it was you two,” Mave laughed.

You stood bashfully next to Jake, hands intertwined and your other holding onto his forearm. A federal criminal, that’s what you were now. A bit of a dramatic way to look at it, but it was the truth.

“Sir,” Jake nodded, “I can’t say I’m sorry. It was worth every ounce of punishment.”

“Would it help if I said sorry, Uncle Pete?” You asked. “Are you going to tell Aunt Penny?”

This made him laugh, smiling the biggest smile you’d ever seen on his face, “No apologies needed.” He took a step toward the two of you. “You know my first date with your aunt, way back in the day, was a joyride in an F-18.”

“No way!” You exclaimed with a smile.

Jake laughed, “That would have been a better first date idea.”

“Wait,” Mave paused for a moment, “this isn’t your first?”

You both shook your head.

“How long has this been going on?”

“Six months. Basically, since the day you both showed up at The Hard Deck.” You smiled, looking up at Jake.

“Best six months of my life.” Jake squeezed your hand with a smile.

Maverick raked his hand over his face. “I owe your aunt a hundred dollars.”

Neither you nor Jake spoke, waiting for a better explanation. Had he and Penny bet on this? You didn’t exactly hide it. You tried to keep the PDA to a minimum at the bar, but it absolutely happened.

“Penny said it was going on back when we came home.” Mave finally explained. “Something about the way you wouldn’t stop pacing until you heard from us.”

“And you?” Jake asked.

“Well, I didn’t see it happening until you were ready to settle down.”

“You really couldn’t tell?” You questioned.

“Are you ready to settle down, Hangman?” Mave passed right over your question.

Without hesitation, Jake responded. “That’s why I asked for my orders to be extended. I requested to be stationed on North Island regardless of assignment.”

“But you asked that before we left on our mission.”

Jake looked down at you. “I knew back then.” He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, “I knew there would never be anything else out there for me. The best was waiting for me back here.”

“Jake,” you spoke barely above a whisper. Your heart warmed from the statement.

“Well, I’m supposed to be here to figure out who went on a joyride.” Mave shook his head, still smiling. “I’ll take care of command. Take her home.”

“Thank you, sir.”

You stood on your tiptoes to kiss Mave on the cheek. “Thanks, Uncle Pete.”

“Lieutenant Seresin,” Mave said, prompting you both to turn around. His use of Jake’s name and rank clearly indicated he was serious about whatever he would say next. “Be smarter than I was. Don’t let her go if you really feel the way you claim.”

“Yes, sir.” Jake took his orders.

“And as her uncle, don’t break her heart. Remember what I am capable of.”

You chuckled, “Bodily harm or career ended.” You mumbled.

“Sir, I can assure you have no intentions of doing either.”

“Good. Now you’re dismissed.” Mave spoke again, choking back his emotions.

You were almost out of the hangar when you heard him laugh to himself and mumble something about Penny having a field day. You had a feeling that you’d be hearing from her before your shift at The Hard Deck tonight. But it wouldn’t be a one-sided conversation. You had questions about her and Mave’s relationship.

“Babe,” Jake spoke, coming to a stop.

Looking up at him, you saw a look in his eyes you’d never seen before. A new level of adoration and devotion.

“I don’t say this enough. I love you.”

“I know, Jake.” You pressed up on your tiptoes, kissing him. “I love you too.”

He kissed the top of your head and squeezed your hand gently. “Let’s go home; I’ll show you just how much I love you.”

A/N: If you’ve made it this far - thank you so so so much for reading! My Masterlist can be found here. All work is also available on AO3

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