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i4219s · 9 months

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20000V 🐁

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rares-posts · 1 year

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Q: If it's not roses, what type of flowers should it be?

'Tulips. They're cute.' - Gun Atp

#translation: babiient #gun atthaphan #gun atp #moodboard aesthetic #gun moodboard #pink moodboard #pastel moodboard #romantic moodboard #cute #valentines aesthetic #Valentines day #offgun

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hornet-silkedits-archived · 1 year

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Kyoko Kirigiri moodboard .ᐟ༆🪡🧵

Self Indulgent .ᐟ༆🪡🧵

#₊˚ʚ 🧵﹕❝ Everybody needs a new cloak、wanderer、especially me ❞#danganronpa kyoko #kyoko kirigiri #kirigiri kyoko #danganronpa moodboard #moodboard #detective #detective moodboard #gun #gun moodboard

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ipetite69 · 2 months

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ᯓ★ pictures that make me think of rafe cameron.

#──★ pau's moodboards ˙ ̟🐇 !!#the first pic with the gun omfg gun play!!!!!!!#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron moodboards #rafe obx #rafe cameron imagines #obx #outer banks #moodboard

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sugarstrawberryshortcake · 3 days

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a girl is a gun ♡

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topgun-imagines · 9 months

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No Worse Pain

Requested: yes

Summary: Bradley has been extremely stressed at work lately. You don’t want to add to that by telling him about the pain you’re in.

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: periods, cramps, pain.

Pairings: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x fem!reader

Stupid fucking period cramps. In your entire life, you couldn’t remember another time when you wished for the pain to dissipate this badly. You felt like sobbing. For the past three hours, you had been curled up on the couch, hands clutching your lower waist desperately. You hadn’t had period cramps this bad for years. While you weren’t exactly sure what caused the pain to be this intense, you were silently praying that it would disappear soon.

Another wave of pain rolled through you, causing you to curl up even further and hiss quietly. Normally, Bradley would be curled up right behind you. Only, this week, he was conveniently so busy at work that even as the clock struck 11:00 pm, he was still nowhere close to coming home. So, you were left to find a way to deal with the cramps yourself.

However, nothing was working. You had taken painkillers and had a hot water bottle pressed against your lower stomach. And yet you still couldn’t find any relief. There was a random show playing in the background, but you couldn’t focus enough to make sense of it. You were so out of it that you didn’t even hear the crunch of your finance’s tires as he pulled into the driveway. Nor did you hear the door open with a loud creak.

It felt as if there was a 100-pound weight on his shoulders as Bradley stepped through the door and into your shared home. He hated the fact that he was only coming home to you this late at night. Usually, he was home in time for the two of you to share dinner. Lately, however, he had been coming home later and later. Over the past few weeks, Bradley’s workload had increased tenfold. He had stacks upon stacks of paperwork, plus training, and he was up for a new promotion.

The added stress had put a small strain on your relationship. A few arguments had been caused by Bradley’s newly added stress. However, they had been small and had quickly blown over. Now, as he kicked his heavy boots off and dropped his backpack onto the floor, all he wanted was to be with you.

He walked around the corner, ready to be greeted with the sight of you with your hair tossed up in a messy bun, pyjamas on and binging some new show that he had never heard of. But what he saw had him freezing for a second. The show was playing, just like how he had imagined, but you were balled up on the couch, whimpering quietly and turned away from the TV.

“Honey?” The second you heard his voice you were trying to hide the fact that you were in pain. With everything that Bradley had going on at work, you didn’t want to add more to his load. He immediately rushed forward and crouched down beside you. “Is everything okay?” The soothing feeling of his hand gently caressing your side had you wanting to burst into tears. Your emotions really were a wreck right now.

After taking a moment to compose yourself, you rolled over with what you hoped was a reassuring smile. “All good, baby. How was your day?” You silently pleaded that changing the topic would work. He hesitated for a moment, searching your face for any sign of pain before he relented.

“It was alright. Stressful as usual,” Somehow, that only made you feel worse. Knowing that Bradley had such a terrible day, the thought of him having to come home, expecting to relax, and having to deal with your pain instead made you feel uneasy. He noticed you wince when you shifted, your hand grasping your lower stomach. “Are you sure everything’s okay?”

Regardless of the pain, you plastered a smile on your face. Bradley seemed to accept your single nod and dropped the subject. Wordlessly, you stood from the couch and made your way to the bedroom, Bradley hot on your heels.

Getting ready for bed was a hard task when you were trying to mask how much pain you were in. You could tell that Bradley was still suspicious, but you were grateful that he didn’t say anything. You disappeared into the bathroom, popping a few more painkillers into your mouth and finished your business.

Bradley was sitting on the bed when you returned. You could only smile at him, kissing his cheek as you climbed into bed. The soft cry that escaped you as you sat down had Bradley’s head snapping over to you. He cooed softly as he wrapped his arms around you and held you against his chest. You began crying softly, hating the fact that you were putting additional stress on your fiance. “Honey, it’s okay.” He attempted to soothe you quietly, but your tears only fell harder.

“Darlin’, please,” Your fiance pleaded quietly, asking, begging you to tell him what was hurting you. “Just let me in.” His forehead knocked against yours and you could feel the love and sincerity rolling off him in waves. He wanted you to open up to him. He wanted you to share that with him. So you nodded.

You took in a breath and began explaining yourself. “I got my period this morning. You were already at work,” You noted when you saw that Bradley was confused. “Everything was fine until this evening. Then I got really bad cramps and nothing I did worked. It really hurts.” You whimpered quietly. Sighing, your fiance hugged you tighter and ran his fingers through your hair gently.

Even though you had told him what was hurting you, he knew that there was something you were still holding back. Bradley simply held you, waiting for you to open up on your own. And when you spoke, Bradley was shocked at the words that came out of your mouth. “But even though it hurt that bad, the hardest part was not telling you.” Your head was resting on his chest and the room was so quiet that you could hear his heartbeat pick up at his words.

Given the promotion that he was up against, you really didn't want to draw his focus away from his work. You knew how much Bradley wanted this and you would never be able to forgive yourself if you were the reason that he didn’t get it.

It took your fiance a few seconds to form a response. “I’m sorry that you’re in pain, princess. Lay down, let me help you.” You obeyed, shuffling under the covers and letting Bradley maneuver you. He moved you until you were laying on your side with Bradley spooning you from behind. The feeling of his warm hands sitting on your lower stomach had you almost moaning in relief. Even though you had tried all night to dilute the pain, the second Bradley’s hand hit your skin, you felt a thousand times better.

There was a silent communication between the two of you as you both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. No matter how busy or stressed Bradley was, you could share anything with him. It didn’t matter how big or small the problem, he wanted to know.

a/n: Hope you all enjoy! Thank you for reading and requests are open :)

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goosefilms · 2 months

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sidle up to the hard deck bar !

disrespect a lady , the navy , or put your cell phone on my bar ... you buy a round

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top gun: maverick ( 2022 ) moodboard

#top gun maverick #top gun #hard deck #hard deck bar #tgm #top gun moodboard #top gun maverick moodboard #hard deck bar moodboard #goose honks #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #bob floyd #natasha phoenix trace #reuben payback fitch #javy coyote machado

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carriebradnah · 14 days

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it's not meant to be a strife

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lieutenantfloyd · 1 month

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Springtime with Bob ♡

#top gun #top gun maverick #top gun x reader #top gun maverick x reader #bob floyd x reader #bob x reader #bob x y/n #bob fluff #robert bob floyd #bob floyd #bob top gun #top gun moodboard #top gun x y/n #top gun x you #top gun maverick x you #top gun maverick moodboard

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thiswaytwoinfinity · 3 months

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it’s a bad idea, right? — a jake x reader story inspired by sleeping with other people

Jake Seresin doesn’t do commitment. He’s happy to love ‘em and leave ‘em, making it clear from the jump that he only wants something casual. But with his 35th birthday just behind him and a new, permanent assignment keeping him in one place, Jake is starting to chafe against the “playboy” label he used to embrace. So, he makes himself a promise: the next time he dates (or even hooks up with) someone, it’s going to be for keeps.

Just after making that declaration, though, he runs into you — a former fling who has returned to San Diego after yet another agonizing situationship has left your heart broken and your pride wounded. Apprehensive of the dating scene and suspicious of Jake’s new vow of singledom, you decide to befriend him so you two can help each other on your respective journeys of self-discovery.

And despite your history, you both promise that everything will stay completely and totally platonic. Seriously. You mean it. There will be no funny business of any kind. In fact, you’re barely even attracted to one another …

What could go wrong?

Coming soon

#tgm fic #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fanfiction #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin fic #hangman x reader #top gun hangman #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #idk when i’ll even get to this but the idea wouldn’t leave me alone #so pls enjoy this thrown together moodboard #so I have it down somewhere

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sailor-aviator · 3 months

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May I present…

“We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.” -Benjamin Franklin.

“…if they want to have a war, let it begin here.” -Captain John Parker.

“I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.” -Nathan Hale.

#revolutionary war AU #their quotes give a hint as to what their role is in the AU #can you take a guess??#anyway I make moodboards so I don’t feel tempted to write the AUs themselves lol #Jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #Bradley rooster Bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #robert bob floyd x reader #robert floyd x reader #bob floyd x reader #tgm moodboard #top gun moodboard #top gun maverick moodboard

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cherrycruise · 6 months

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winter with tommy ❄️

#tom cruise #thomas cruise #actor icons #celeb icons #tom cruise icons #winter icons #winter aesthetic #winter moodboard #christmas moodboard #christmas icons #pete mitchell #top gun #top gun maverick #top gun 2 #pete maverick mitchell #mission impossible #ethan hunt #mission impossible dead reckoning #tom cruise x reader

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floydsglasses · 4 months

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𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗕𝘂𝘁..

{All the daggers + maverick}

...Bradley is pretty like the sun setting during the summer

....Jake is pretty like Clear Skies over a beach

...Natasha is pretty like a wild fire that sparked a firework show

...Bob is pretty like when you dance in the pouring rain

...Mickey is Pretty like nature reclaiming whats her

...Rueben is pretty like sunrise reflecting off on the water

...Javy Is Pretty like the lights from an amusement park

...Pete is pretty like swimming in the ocean

I had so much fun with this guys and I also enjoyed making part 2,

#top gun maverick #top gun moodboard #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #natasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd #mickey fanboy garcia #rueben payback fitch #javy coyote machado #pete maverick mitchell #top gun imagine #top gun au #top gun maverick fanfic #moodboard aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #Pretty like! Daggers

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little-pup-pip · 3 months

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25 Days of Agere Moodboards! Day 12: Things that make me nostalgic!!

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topgun-imagines · 1 year

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The Pregnancy Glow

Requested: yes

Summary: Rooster can’t help but admire his wife. It’s only a bonus that you’re pregnant.

Word count: 1.0k

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy.

Pairings: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x wife!reader

The wind whipped quickly through your hair as loud laughs escaped you. You were in the passenger seat of your husband's Bronco, singing loudly with the music as he sped down the road. You two had decided to head down to the beach today, seeing as it was Rooster’s last day off before he was needed back at Top Gun. The rest of the aviators were going to meet you there later in the day, but you and Bradley went early to spend some time together on the beach.

Bradley watched you fondly with a large grin as you moved to change the song. Seconds later familiar chords filled the truck. Your eyes cut to Bradley, offering him a cheeky smile. You began singing quietly, waiting for the chorus where you knew your husband would join in. It soon came to the last line of the chorus and you were dying Bradley expectantly. He sighed dramatically before he began singing. “That’s right, I’ve got better things to do!” There was a giddy smile on your face when your husband looked back over at you. His hand found yours as he squeezed softly. The Terri Clark classic was one of you and your husband’s favourite songs. You had made sure to play it at least once whenever the two of you went out. The first time Bradley had ever heard the song you had used it to turn down a date, sending the lyrics to him. The pilot would never admit that he had to ask Phoenix what it meant. She still laughed about it today.

When the song finished a few minutes later Bradley was pulling into the parking lot. He pressed a kiss to the back of your hand as he hopped from the truck. Quickly rounding the front, he opened your door and helped you down. Your hands settled on your swollen belly as you pressed a kiss to his scruffy cheek. One of your favourite things about this time off was that he was able to grow out his beard. Although you had to admit, you couldn't wait for the return of the mustache.

Once Bradley grabbed your beach bags, he grasped your hand and began walking with you down to see the beach. Bradley led you to the spot where you usually set your belongings. After laying out your towels you slipped off your flip-flops and held your hand out for Bradley to grab. You offered him a small smile once he did.

The two of you began walking down the beach, hands swinging between you as your feet splashed in the water. Occasionally, Bradley’s eyes would dart over to you, running along your frame before they returned to the sand in front of him. The pilot couldn’t believe how lucky he was. The day that he officially got to call you his wife was the happiest day of his life, but he knew that the day his little girl is born will be a pretty close call. His eyes landed on your ever-growing bump as a large smile overtook his face.

You were seven months along, and needless to say, Bradley couldn’t wait until you gave birth. The gender reveal party had been over a month ago. You and your husband had trusted Jake and Natasha to plan the party. Since the day that Bradley found out that he was going to be a father to a baby girl, he was ecstatic to meet her. The hospital bag had been sitting by the door for the past two weeks. Just in case, as Bradley had put it.

You tugged on Bradley’s hand and pulled him more into the water. With a mischievous grin that you did your best to hide, you bent down slightly. Dipping your hand into the water, you turned from your husband and splashed him with the water. Once he had wiped all of the cold droplets off his face he was left gaping at you. You giggled quietly as Bradley fixed you with a playful glare. Next thing you knew water was flying at you, causing you to shriek and raise your hands to cover your face.

That was the beginning of a merciless water fight. By the end of it, you and your husband were laughing loudly as water dripped down the both of you. Bradley grabbed your hand gently with a soft smile and pulled you back onto the sand. The grainy substance was warm beneath your toes, sticking to the bottom of your wet feet as you walked back down the beach.

There was a small grin on your face as one of Bradley’s fingers began toying with your wedding rings. You squeezed his hand three times, receiving the same gesture in return a few seconds later. That was the gesture that you and Bradley had used since you first got engaged. Whenever one of you wanted to tell the other that they loved them, they simply had to squeeze their hand or even tap them three times to let them know. You usually used it when you were in crowded public spaces but you figured that now wasn’t the time to disturb the peace. The view from where you were standing really was beautiful.

A few minutes later you and Bradley arrived back at your towels. Your husband sat down in the sand first, grinning up at you before tugging on your hand. Slowly, you sat down in front of him, allowing Bradley to rest his hands on your bump. You relaxed back into his hold, your eyes fluttering shut as his fingers moved over your skin carefully.

Your husband gasped quietly when he felt the baby girl kick, grinning widely at the feeling. Humming as Bradley began rubbing his hand over your bump softly. You rested your head against his shoulder as you relaxed in the warmth of the sun. A few moments later you could hear your friends laughing in the parking lot. Your hand settled over Bradley’s on your belly as their voices grew closer.

A/n: Hope everyone enjoyed! Feel free to send in any requests.

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art-jag · 3 months

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hangster - it isn't all angst. sometimes it's just easy.

@redfurrycat you asked for light colors and married hangster so here you go :)

#art.jag #aesthetic #moodboard #my art #top gun #top gun maverick #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #hangster #sereshaw

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