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crazyk-imagine · 1 month

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Blast to the Past

Pairing: Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe x Wife!reader

Characters: Wife!reader. Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Robert "Bob" Floyd

Briefly mentioned: Carol Bradshaw, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Marcus “Sundown” Williams, Sam “Merlin” Wells, Charles “Chipper” Piper

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of the 86' squad, reader is still involved with Top Gun, mav and reader are besties, everyone still talks to one another, wolfman is a simp for his wife, wolfman and reader are lowkey hella cute, bradley remembering reader hanging out when he was a kid, reader teasing mav, reader thinking of hangman as mini mav, Bob being the reader's fav, Wolfman loves gossiping with his wife, this is lowkey gives off kicking your feet vibes

Word Count: 1,070

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The text from Beau was not the one you were expecting.

Admiral Jackass

"You've been called back." Sent Read 1:02pm

Admiral Jackass typing…

You're one stop away from making dreams happen again, you shiver with anticipation and take a deep breath, thinking back to your favorite group of students when they were younger.

At that point, it was within the early years of your teaching career.

After the class of 86' you didn't teach as often but when there was an important mission or the admiral's needed someone they knew could get the lieutenants properly trained, they called you.

You take a deep breath, walking down the hallway, realizing you've missed the feeling you (still) get walking down the halls towards your next group of lieutenants.

You walk down the pathway in between the desks much like you did when you taught his class.

Another reason for the text, he's late and Beau wants them to learn now.

You turn and eye each of the lieutenants, seeing who's confident and who's not. Something else you were known for, identifying the weak and making them stronger if they're up for it.

It was how you got him back when he lost his family.

They don't call you "Sly Fox" the Modifier for nothing (you wish your husband didn't get that started, it's stuck and you can't get rid of it).

The corner of your lips twitch, remembering more of your infamous class of 86' only because of the overly confident blond sitting in one of the first few seats.

You lean against the podium, clasping your hands together. "Who thinks they have what it takes for this mission?"

They start turning, glancing at one another.

"Do you?" You turn your attention onto the infamous Hangman.

He smirks, messing with his toothpick. "I don't think, I know I do."

"Cockiness gets you and your crew into some seedy situations."

"It get me out of them."

The door opens and your favorite captain enters.

You straighten your posture and turn back to him. "These people are you crew, you need to have their backs, or no one will have yours and you'll be alone."

He walks down the path you and uses the confidence you told him to.

The one you've claimed as "Mini Mav" turns, flipping his toothpick before sinking into his seat, followed by two others.

"It seems it's my time to leave." You throw a wink in Pete's direction before walking towards the opening.

You didn't see the way Bradley's eyes widened at the way you interact with him.

He has a vague memory of you hanging out with his family once or twice and calling his mom after losing his dad.

"Don't have too much fun, Mav." You pat his shoulder, "you've got a live one."

He furrows his brows.

You glance back at the class once more before deciding to take your leave. "Good to see you again, Bob."

He smiles and waves back at you.

Natasha turns to him with furrowed brows. "How do you know her?"

He shrugs, "she taught my first class a while back."

"She remembers your name?"

"And," he shrugs.

"You were so her favorite."

You make your way to the opening of the hanger and sigh, "I told you guys to- no, no."

You pinch the bridge of your nose and groan.

One of the technicians runs back into the hanger tripping over his feet.

You pull up beside him on one of the carts. "I told you not to run. I wasn't upset."

"I beg to differ ma'am."

You grab them by their collar. "I'm going to show you a thing or two. I was trying to help you."

You drive back out without looking back, already knowing that Beau is shaking his head while Pete and the class are trying not to laugh.

"Do you get it now?"

He nods. "That wasn't as complicated as I thought."

"Good, now do it again to this row." You can see the excitement fall from his face and can't help but chuckle.

"No, kid. She's just messing with you." You husband wraps an arm around your waist, pecking your cheek as he places his hat on your head. "Hey, sweetheart."

You smile and lean in for a kiss, having missed him with the grandkids out at school and spending more time with their friends since they're starting to get more freedom from their parents now that they've proven themselves responsible.

"Feels like I haven't seen you in forever."

He smiles, "feels like it's been forever."

"It has. What brought you out here?"

"A little birdie told me you might be maiming one of the techs."

You scoff, "as if."

You both turn to the technician and finding him staring at the two of you in awe. "Holy- Wolfman and Sly Fox are married?"

"Where have you been?" Leonard asks.

"Under a rock apparently."

You snort, covering your mouth. "Alright, we'll talk more later. Get to work before Cyclone comes for you."

"Yes, ma'am."

You two start walking away and head towards the hanger.

You glance at him through your lashes, grateful he put his hat on your head. "You're not gonna believe who's teaching and in his class."

He groans. "Don't tell me, Mav's here."

You nod. "Along with baby Goose."

"Nick's kid is here?"

You nod, pulling him behind you.

You both turn the corner, searching over the hanger for the one person you want him to see.

Pete turns to you and pauses, raising a brow.

You sheepishly smile and pull your husband away from the hanger.

"He looks just like him, don't you think?"

"Mustache and all. Damn."

"What?" You stare at him, watching him get dressed.

"Goose would have loved this."

The corner of your lips tugs upwards. "I know." A wishful sigh slips past your lips. "You'll never guess what I discovered in their class."

"What?" He asks with amusement.

"Don't be a smartass."

"Hey, you married me in spite of it."

"Yes, yes. Whatever. Mav has a mini Maverick."

"Mav produced?"

You scoff, "no but there's a kid just like him."

"That's less fun than him teaching his own kid."

"He's got baby Goose for that."

"True." He closes the locker, "you ready?"

You all but run into his arms, letting his arm rest over your shoulders. "Take me home, honey."

"As long as you'll have me."

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@kmc1989 @callmemana @blueoorchid

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callsignthirsty · 1 year

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For your 801 follower celebration,

I don't know if you write for him, but prompt 66 with Wolfman?

Thank you for being patient with me. This is the first time I’ve tried writing for Wolfman, and I really hope that I did him justice (or at least didn't butcher his character). The man is horribly underwritten (like most of the ‘86 crew).

Also, I changed the prompt ever so slightly (that > the). Oops.

Pairing: Leonard "Wolfman" Wolf x F!Reader (Henry "Wolfman" Ruth x F!Reader) Word Count: 900 Warnings: dirty talk (mild), smut, oral (f! receiving) Minors DNI

Smut Prompt #66

After weeks of dodging your friends, they finally convinced you to come to a girls' night. They claimed you couldn't spend all your time holed up with your boyfriend, but that was precisely what you'd been doing. Not that any of them should've blamed you; your Leo was convincing. But he hadn't stood a chance against all of your girlies (most likely because he wasn't there to defend himself), and you'd been booked.

That afternoon, you called Lisa to confirm the night's plans were still good and spent the rest of the time it would take Lisa to pick up your friends to freshen up with a change of clothes. It was the height of summer, and your work-appropriate slacks were hardly comfortable in San Diego's oppressive heat, so you'd changed into a simple skirt and sighed in immediate relief as fresh air swept through the window and across your legs.

When Wolf came home from classes, you were sticking a note to the fridge and heading out the door. He caught you around the waist, exuberantly spinning the two of you before he planted a kiss on your lips. "Hey, baby." Wolf smiled at you beneath the crooked rim of his Stetson, your gloss sticky on his lips. "Where d'you think you're going?"

"To the movies," you'd insisted, preening as he nuzzled into the curve of your neck, helplessly batting at his shoulders to get him to let you go.

"Dressed like that?" came his muffled reply as he gave the swishy hem of your skirt an appreciative tug. Before you could reply, to complain about the heat, Lisa rolled up to the curb and laid on her horn.

"Leo," you giggled as you tried to work yourself out of your boyfriend's strong arms. "I've gotta go. You're going to make me late for the movie."

But instead of letting you go, Wolf had reeled you in closer. "If you leave the house wearing that, then the second you get home, I'm going to bend you over the bed." Your cheeks grew hot, but Wolf's a flirt. Playful by nature. This isn't the first thing he's said to try and rile you up, and you're sure it won't be the last.

"Sure you will," you grinned, not entirely believing him as you slipped from his arms and left him with a bubblegum smooch to the cheek as Lisa began yelling from her convertible that she would drag you out of the house if she had to.

That, of course, had been your mistake.

Assuming that Wolf wouldn't make good on his promise.

It takes a second for you to open the door, waving as your friends speed off. As the TV drones on in the living room, you toe off your shoes and smile at the thought of cuddling up with Wolf while he finishes whatever he's watching before you both call it a night. So he catches you by surprise when you look up, and he's suddenly there. Cupping your cheeks between his palms and pulling you into a sloppy kiss before corralling you toward the bedroom.

"God, baby," he breathes when you break apart, lips skimming to the corner of your jaw before stealing a shorter but no-less-urgent kiss, one of his hands dropping to play with your skirt. "You know what this does to me?" You shake your head, but as the evidence presses hot to your hip, you begin to get the picture. Wolf hums, his lips turning up against the column of your throat. "Guess I'll just have to show you, then."

Wolfman gives you a peck on the lips that contrasts the way he turns you around and promptly bends you over the side of the bed, your arms fanning out across the mattress to steady yourself. Wolf falls to his knees behind you, nudging your legs further apart as his hands trail up the sensitive insides of your thighs until he's gotten rid of your underwear.

One of his hands travels under your skirt to spread your pussy lips, the other holding onto the small of your back to keep you in place as he licks into you with a groan. And he doesn't stop until your thighs are quaking, his name leaving your lips in little mewls.

"Leo, please." He hums, tongue curling to suck on your clit. "Leo."

"Yeah, baby?" his voice is rough. Not wrecked but well on its way.

"In me," you gasp, wanting nothing more than for Wolf to climb onto the bed with you and cursing as he sucks a bruise into your thigh.

"You think you deserve it?" he asks, licking another broad stripe up your cunt. "After you got all dressed up and left me alone with a fucking hard-on?" Well, when he puts it that way, you probably don't. But it doesn't stop you from wanting.

"I didn't know," you whimper as Wolf finally pulls away, leaving you bent over the edge of the bed and your sanity. "But I can make it up to you," you promise. "Want to be good for you, Leo."

There's the metallic clink of a belt buckle and the rumple of fabric as it falls to the floor. The bed is dipping beneath Leo's hand as a warm thigh nudges your own further apart. A familiar weight settling over top of you and teasing between your legs. "I know you will."

#thirsty answers #thirsty's smut prompt list #leonard wolfman wolfe x reader #leonard wolfman wolfe x f!reader #female reader #henry wolfman ruth x reader #but we all know his name is leo #leonard wolfman wolfe #user: lisedanie #no beta we die like goose

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buckyegans · 7 months

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The Rule ✮ Leonard Wolfman Wolfe

summary: Hollywood lets you know about the cowboy hat rule after seeing his RIO place the hat on your head.

warnings: language, some sexual implications? drinking, shenanigans

notes: y/c/s = your call sign. gender neutral reader! inspired by a jake seresin fic i saw on here but generally by the cowboy hat rule phenomenon from tiktok a while back

“Y/C/S,” Rick Neven, Hollywood, greets as he plops down on the barstool next to you, beer in hand.

You turn to him with a flushed grin, big Stetson lopsided on your head. It was comical. “Hey, Wood! Are you enjoying the party?” you asked, nodding to the bustling crowd of the O Club, all celebrating the success of the first mission as Top Gun graduates.

Hollywood nods. “Sure am. You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he states, eyes flickering to the hat on your head.

You laugh, placing your hand on the top of it, keeping it in place. “Oh, this? It’s Wolf’s.”

“I know whose hat it is, Y/C/S. Did he tell you about the hat rule?” Hollywood questions, signaling for another round for the two of you.

You shake your head, grabbing the beer. “No. What’s the hat rule? Cowboys can’t give people their hats?” you guess with a pink-cheeked grin, laughing at yourself.

“No,” he smiles. “If you wear his cowboy hat, you must be riding the cowboy.” Hollywood states.

You practically spit your drink out, covering your mouth before you sputter it everywhere. You fall into a fit of coughs, Hollywood quickly smacking at your back, Wolfman unfortunately appearing out of nowhere with a look of concern. “Woah, you okay, Y/C/S?” Wolfman asks worriedly.

You nod frantically, flushing as you look at him. “Peachy,” you cough, wiping your mouth as you try and regain your breath. “I’m gonna use the restroom.” you say, speeding off before he can really say something.

Wolfman snaps his head to Hollywood. “What did you say to them?” he asks.

Hollywood holds his hands up in defense, shrugging. “The hat rule.”

Wolfman groans, flipping his friend off. “You are such a dickhead, Hollywood!” he says before moving down the hall you just disappeared down. Wolfman leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling as he waited for you.

When the door open and you walked out, your face heated up at the sight of Wolfman, waiting for you. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asks.

“Yes,” you breathe as he towers over you. “Why wouldn’t I be?” you question.

Wolfman sighs, smiling softly. “Because of the damn hat.”

You let out a shakey exhale, nodding. “I definitely did not expect that.” you admit. “But, I haven’t taken it off yet, have I?”

Wolfman blinks at you. “What?” he blurts.

“I said,” you said, swallowing your caution. “I haven’t taken your hat off yet, Wolfe.”

Wolfman breaks into a large grin. “What are you sayin’, Y/C/S?”

You shrug, tipping the hat at him. “Just trying to follow the rule, cowboy.” you wink, turning to walk towards the exit.

Wolfman stands in the hall, frozen for a moment. Quickly regaining a bit of sense, he’s hot on your tail. “Hey, wait for me!” he’s yelling.

#top gun 1986 #top gun #top gun imagine #top gun x reader #leonard wolfe x reader #wolfman x reader

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topgun-imagines · 11 months

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Following In His Footsteps

Requested: yes

Summary: Wolfman, your father, watches you graduate from Top Gun. Just like he did many years ago.

Word count: 0.7k

Warnings: anxiety? Not really any.

Pairings: Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe x daughter!reader

You were surrounded by crowds of people as you made your way through the doors of the area where the graduation would be held. Based on the pictures you had seen, it was exactly the same as when your father graduated nearly thirty years ago. Nerves racked through you as you twisted your Annapolis ring around your finger.

Once the few people in front of you moved out of the way, you were able to move toward your assigned seat. Sitting down, you watched the rest of your Top Gun class find their seats. You offered a small smile to the WSO that sat down beside you. Over the past few weeks, you had gotten to know him as Bob. He was probably one of the kindest men in your class.

As people continued to find their seats, Cyclone began walking toward the podium. The large group quieted simultaneously as he approached the podium, hands resting on either side as he glanced down at his speech. His words were carefully chosen and calculated, much like everything else he did.

The Air Boss reflected on the past few weeks, highlighting certain aspects of your Top Gun course. He concluded his speech with a professional smile, eyes wandering across the graduates, as well as the family and friends, in front of him. He did a double-take when his eyes landed on Iceman. The man considered himself lucky that he wasn’t speaking, or he would have definitely stumbled over his words.

Your father, along with his pilot, Hollywood, Iceman, Maverick, and Slider were all sitting in the second to last row. For as long as you could remember, it had only ever been you and your father. Your mother apparently walked out on the man only a few months after your first birthday.

You were ecstatic when your dad said that he would come. And he planned on surprising you with the extra guests that he brought. Since your dad had raised you without the help of your mother, you grew very close with your uncles very quickly. He knew that you would be overjoyed to see that they all made time to come see you on your big day.

Nerves wracked through you as another official approached the podium. Now was the time that they would begin calling out awards. You wrung your hands in your lap, twisting the ring around your finger. When your name was called, you felt as if you couldn’t breathe. It felt like there was a rock lodged in your throat as you walked up in front of your classmates and the guests.

When you finally reached the podium after what felt like an eternity, you released that breath slowly. There was a small smile on your face as you shook hands with the official. The Top Gun Trophy was handed to you and a picture was taken. You had busted your ass to become first in your class. When you saw the broad smiles on your father's and uncle's faces, pride swelled in your chest.

You returned to your seat, a new spring in your step at the sight of your loved ones in the audience.

The rest of the ceremony passed quickly. You were called up once more to accept a ribbon for graduating from the course. After that, there were a few more words from Cyclone before you were allowed to mingle with the guests.

As soon as you were allowed to, you jumped out of your seat, rushing to your father and tackling him in a hug. His arms wound around you as he squeezed you tightly. “I’m proud of you, Kiddo.” He whispered. A grin overtook your face and you felt tears well in your eyes. You pulled back from the hug before wiping away the few stray tears.

You hugged each of your uncles, all of which had broad smiles on their faces. Each of them congratulated you. A wide and shy smile grew on your face at the praise from such highly decorated Naval aviators.

Cyclone and a few other officials stepping toward your little group drew your uncle’s attention toward them. Your father laid his arm across your shoulders, pulling you into his side. You beamed up at him. “Thank you for coming.” Your head fell against his shoulder as you watched the rest of your class mingle with their family and friends.

“Of course, Kiddo,” He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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topguncortez · 2 years

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Why can I see when one of the guys jokes saying save a horse ride a pilot wolfman is just there pulling you into him smirking no she would rather ride a cowboy🫣

ahaha I love this:) @wildbornsiren pls accept my apology for the Floydsin angst with some Wolfie fluff:)

reader's callsign is Bronco

It was almost like it was a match made in heaven for the two of them. They both came from generally the same place, Bronco was from a small country town in BFE Wyoming, and Wolfman was from another small town in BFE Wyoming. They both grew up in the rodeo life; Bronco rode and showed broncos, while Wolfman rode bulls.

Wolfman could remember the day she walked into class, her hair tied back in a perfect bun, a confident swing in her hips, and sat down right in front of Iceman in the front row. Wolfman was already in love with her and he didn't even know her name. And the very next day when she walked in with a black stetson on her head. . . Leonard Wolfe was a lost cause.

It was no secret when the two of them started dating. One day Bronco walked in wearing Wolfman's white cowboy hat, and it didn't take a genius to understand what that meant (even though Goose still pointed out that the hat on her head wasn't hers). Wolfman just smirked and looked over his black ray bans at her and winked.

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"Save a horse, ride a pilot, baby," The group of pilots snickered as they read the ridiculous pickup line leave Mav's mouth.

The pilots were currently at the O Club, spending one of their scarce few days off, getting drinks and dancing the night away. Goose had dared Mav to walk up to some random girl and use that cheesy pick-up line on her and it crashed and burned. Y/N could hardly contain her laughter as Maverick walked over and ordered another shot.

"Crash and burn, Mav?" Y/N giggled and ordered herself a shot.

"Hey, not everyone can be as lucky as you, okay."

"Yeah," Slider interjected, "Save a horse, ride a pilot, Y/N."

"More like; 'Save a horse, ride a cowboy," Wolfman said, coming up behind her and placing his white stetson on her head. She bit her lip as she titled her head back and grabbed him by the back of the neck to kiss her. Wolfman placed one hand one hand on her hip and the other on the small of her back. Her free hand went to hold the cowboy hat to her head.

The kiss was hot and bruising, neither one caring that the full bar could see them making out. Wolfman could hear the whistles and shouts behind him, which only encouraged him to make more of a show. He held her body as he dipped her slightly and then stood her back up. They pulled back and both had a smirk on their faces.

"We fucking get it. . . you're screwing each other," Slider said, rolling his eyes at the lovesick couple in front of him.

"Sure are!," Bronco said, and downed the shot that was placed on the bar in front of her, "Now 'scuse me fellas, but I think I got some ridin' to do."

#top gun #top gun blurb #top gun imagine #top gun fan fic #top gun fan fiction #top gun 1986 #wolfman #wolfman imagine #wolfman x reader #wolfman fan fic #wolfman fan fiction #Leonard Wolfe #leonard Wolfe imagine #leonard Wolfe fanfic #leonard wolfe fan fiction #leonard wolfe x reader

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whiskeyswriting · 1 year

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Maverick: I know you snuck out last night, Slider.

Whiskey: Play dumb!

Slider: Who's Slider?

Whiskey: NOT THAT DUMB!!!

~*~*~*~*

Slider: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.

Iceman: You were flirting with Whiskey.

Slider: So what? They're my partner.

Iceman: You asked them if they were single.

Slider:

Iceman: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

~*~*~*~*

Whiskey: Bye Slider! Bye Iceman! Bye Maverick! Bye Goose! Bye Slider! Iceman: You said ‘bye Slider’ twice. Whiskey: I like Slider.

~*~*~*~*

Whiskey: Slider and I don’t use pet names. Wolfman: I see. Hey, what do bees make? Whiskey: Honey? Slider: Yes, dear? Whiskey: Wolfman: Don't ever lie to my face again.

~*~*~*~*

Goose: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it. Whiskey: Goose no. Slider: Mistlefoe. Whiskey: Please stop encouraging them.

~*~*~*~*

Goose: Whiskey isn’t answering their phone Slider: I’ll call Goose: Iceman and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi- Whiskey: Hello?

~*~*~*~*

#whiskey talks crap #mrsjaderogerswrites #top gun #top gun incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #ron slider kerner x reader #ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky #leonard wolfman wolfe #nick goose bradshaw

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stcverogers · 2 years

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TOP GUN FIC RECS 1!

top gun fics that i’ve been reading and obsessing with over recently

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 /multi part

masterlist

BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW

F + A: webb of unfortunate events by @ohtobeleah the last thing you expected was your father to be back in your life again

A: honest by @vcrooster no matter how much you love rooster, you and him were never meant to be

F + A: days like this by @mads-weasley rooster has a no good, terrible, day and all he wants is your comfort

F + A: show me all the scars you hide by @bradshawsbaby you love bradley even more for his scars

F + A: you don’t get to taste the honey without the sting of the bee by @notroosterbradshaw rooster never gets jealous. you on the otherhand...

F + A: rooster's girl by @wannabeschyulersister nobody messes with rooster's girl

F: sleep clothes by @fandomlit rooster short circuits after seeing you in your sleep clothes

F: pouting by @belowtheharddeck you spend the evening catching up with the naval aviators, leaving bradley kiss-less and pouty

A: you said you’d grow old with me by @blue-aconite you and rooster never got your fairy tale ending

F + A: stop by @lcahwriter even during your intimate moments, you still can't shake the thought of rooster dying from your mind

F: just like dad by @ilyasorokinn jamie wants to be just like her dad

F + A: "whiskey sour? classy." by @undiscovered-horizon another naval aviator disrespects you and rooster can't let that happen

JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN

F + A: the princess and the hangman by @simpforrooster being an admiral's daughter, hangman likes to get on your nerves

F + A: don't go breaking my heart by @callsignmercy jake did the one thing he promised he wouldn't

F + A: strawberries by @siempre-bucky the one time jake writes to you

F: the joker by @gogobootz1 when you accidentally order too many peaches, penny (and jake) come to your rescue

F + A: our little secret by @sebastianstangirl01 nobody would've thought that bob floyd's sweet baby sister would be dating hangman

F: imagine being hangman's girl, knocking the sense into him at the bar and rooster never lets him live it down by @theclassiccherry

F: jake worries about his sick wife by @zablife

F: careful hands, precious cargo by @winchesterandpie despite you being in a mood, jake is still the most understanding boyfriend

F + A: you left me no choice but to stay here forever (right where you left me) by @sunderlust you've spent half your life fully and utterly in love with jake seresin.

F: tomorrow never comes by @purplevortexx you will always be there for jake

F + A: the green eyed monster by @hangmans-girl when jake doesn't understand boundaries, you show him just what you mean

F: baby, you down? by @softspiderling 𖥻 bradley finally meets the man you had been gushing like a school girl over

F + A: hello, goodbye by @imjess-themess jake visits home after a while and learns that you have far from moved on from him

ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD

F: wizard! by @absoluteabbott baby bob wants to be just like his father, a wizard.

F: one night by @ereardon hangman keeps flirting with you but you only have eyes on a certain wso

F: not a secret anymore by @hlstead coyote hangman gets nosy and snoops around bob's phone, only to find out his big secret

F + A: when you come back by @writingdumpster you make bob promise to come back so he can tell you how much he loves you

F: no regrets by @edensbuttercups bob brings you back home safely after a drunken night and you wake up the next day with no regrets

F: bookstore lover by @samwlscns bob now knows where to go if he's ever in the need of book related opinions

JAVY 'COYOTE' MACHADO

F: somewhere only we know by @bestedoesmeow javy comforts you after you've been feeling stressed

F: coyote as a dad headcanons by @jungle-angel

F: you and coyote meet again after some time by @rhettabbotts

F: close by @buckyr00s javy gets admitted to the hospital and you visit him

F: for better days by @coyotesamachado coyote gets into a bird strike and you're beyond terrified

F: you're coyote's secret girlfriend by @belowtheharddeck

S: chew on my heart by @bradleyfuckingbradshaw coyote gets scared shitless when you get into a training accident

RON 'SLIDER' KERNER

F: beach days by @emmajane244 chipper flirts with you, unaware you are slider's wife

F: imagine slider confessing before leaving for top gun by @spinningwebsandtales slider's about to leave for top gun and all he wants to do is spend his last day with just you

TOM 'ICEMAN' KAZANSKY

F: ice ice baby by @redmenacehorned being ice's secret girlfriend, slider assumes the pretty girl by the bar is single and free game

F + A: finally by @topgun-imagines after months of trying, you and ice are finally having a baby

F + A: head in the clouds by @callsign-dragonbaron while visiting maverick and goose at top gun, the one man you loved with all your heart finds his way back into your life

LEONARD 'WOLFMAN' WOLFE

F: how wolfman proposes to you by @jungle-angel

BEAU 'CYCLONE' SIMPSON

S: under the desk by @topguncortez you visit cyclone during his lunch break and find yourself hidden under his desk

S: cyclone by @labyrinth-runner you are cyclone's much needed release

F + A: admirals' daughters by @krmy2386 you overhear what you boyfriend has to say about admirals' daughters

S: nice 'n easy by @wildbornsiren cyclone relieves you after a hard day

S: one night stand in fightertown by @zablife you meet the admiral at a bar one night, leaving with him for the best time you've ever had

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lieutenantfloyd · 2 years

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My Top Gun Playlists

*Shoulder Shimmy* - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Love Notes and Vinyl - Robert “Bob” Floyd

Red Hot Blooded American - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Rebel Without a Cause - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Heatwave - Ron “Slider” Kerner

Strawberry Wine - Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe

Summer at Fightertown USA

#top gun x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #bob floyd #robert bob floyd #hangman #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #Maverick #pete maverick mitchell #slider kerner #ron slider kerner #Wolfman #leonard wolfman wolfe #Leonard wolfe x reader #Wolfman x reader #top gun #top gun maverick

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jungle-angel · 2 years

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omg GIRL #30 of the cowboy prompts with Wolfman from Top Gun and #29 with Hangman??????? (im in love with these prompts and tbh i'm lurking on ur blog way too much i feel like I def am an A+ lurker xD)

Oh hon, lurk away, you've got every right to (lol)

Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe

You and Wolfie had been together for a while

He had taken to riding in rodeo competitions after he had gotten out of the Navy

Sometimes you thought bull riding was a hell of alot more dangerous than piloting an F14

But you supported Wolfman 100% of the way

One day before a competition, you were backstage with Wolfman and a few of his buddies

You found a little note near his saddle

And when you opened it up you were nearly in tears

Because he had written "this cowboy's heart burns for you.....only you" inside

And there was a little ring taped below

You were practically in tears as he scooped you up and kissed you

"So what's it gonna be babes?"

You said yes

And his cowboy's heart has burned for you ever since

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

You and Jake had a really long day

You guys had been working the ranch all day and had gotten some new horses

Jake was in the stables, bedding them down for the night

You snuck your way in and turned the volume up on the little radio he had been listening to

Oh that wicked grin that crawled across his face when he saw you

He took your hand in his

And before you knew it, the two of you were slow dancing to "You're Still The One" by Shania Twain

Jake may or may not have shed a few tears

Because that song was the first dance at your wedding

But he was really warm and he smelled like hay and horses

And he loved holding you as you swayed to the music

Every now and again you two slow dance in the stables

Because it's one of the few places where you can truly be intimate with each other

And where you can enjoy each other's company, just the two of you

#top gun maverick #top gun #leonard wolfman wolfe #jake hangman seresin #hangman x reader #wolfman x reader

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bradsthorn · 1 year

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SFW Alphabet - Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe

Requested: No

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2119

Note: I know his name is technically Henry Ruth, but I refuse to recognize him as anything but Leonard Wolfe.

a - asking ( who’s the first person to confess and how does it happen ? )

Leonard accidentally confesses. it’s not that he doesn’t want you to know but it just sort of slipped out. He was watching you while you conversed with Maverick and he heard your laugh and it just happened. And then he immediately was stuttering — a rare occurrence for him— over words to ask you on a date.

b - butterflies ( how they act when they get nervous )

He plays with his fingers. or he’ll twirl his hat around in his hands. He has to have something in his hands to fiddle with. Sometimes he barely speaks above a whisper and his accent is a lot more prominent.

c- cuddles (What is their favorite cuddling position? Do they like physical touch?)

He enjoys being the big spoon if that’s what gives you comfort. That’s all he cares about at the end of the day. Whatever makes his partner happy is what he likes. Although, after particularly rough days of training or work in general, he wants to be the little spoon.

He *loves* physical touch, he always has a hand on you if possible. He likes the way that you ground him, and if he’s honest he just really likes to show others you’re his.

d- domesticity (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores? What is your daily routine with them?)

Leo wants nothing more than to settle down, besides being a naval aviator there was nothing he wanted more than to have a family. He loves helping around the house, and although he hates doing dishes and laundry, he’ll do it if it’s your least favorite too, and really he’ll do any of the chores you don’t want to do. It’s just the ranch boy in him, everyone has to do their part to make sure it all runs smoothly – even if there’s no ranch.

he‘s known to wake you up gently before going to work, he just wants to be able to tell you goodbye. So there’s always a forehead kiss and tucking you back in before he leaves. And its almost routine that when he gets home from work the first thing he does is find you so he can hug you and give you a hello kiss and then it’s off to shower for him – he started skipping them at the base most days, simply because he misses you.

e- encouragement (Do they encourage you to achieve your goals? If so, how do they support you?)

Leo wants nothing more than for you to succeed. He’ll take on all of the household things if they’re interfering with your goals. You’ve supported him through his, no matter what, and he wants to make sure you feel equally able to achieve all that you’ve wanted.

f- favorite thing(s) about you (What are their favorite personality traits/physical features about you?)

He adores your ability to talk (and listen) to those who approach you. He thinks that speaks volumes about who you are as a person. He adores your smile and he’ll do absolutely anything to make sure he gets to see it every day.

g- goofiness (Do they like to make you laugh? How often do they joke around with you?)

Leo is a jokester. It’s something he does well, and he’s known to make witty remarks in your ear when possible. He just wants to hear you laugh. Every time he does, his body feels with pride.

h- honesty (Would they lie to you? How much do they share with you?)

Honesty is the best policy. That’s what his mama used to tell him and still does. He typically does his best to tell you the whole truth and nothing but the truth, unless it would upset or worry you. Leo makes sure that he still tells the truth, but if there were things left out? You’re none the wiser.

i- impression (What was their first impression of you? Was it positive or negative?)

He thought you hung the moon. The first time he saw you he knew he was in trouble, there was no denying the gravitational pull you had on him. He was drawn to you and he knew at that moment at the O Club that his heart was off the market. And that was before he had even spoken to you. Once he spoke to you? The cowboy was long gone, lost in your eyes and the way your face lit up when he responded to you.

j- jealousy (Are they the type of person to get jealous? If so, how do they react to being jealous?)

He tries his best to not be, but sometimes that green monster creeps up in his stomach if someone gets too close or touches you. But, he looks good in green and he knows it. When it gets too much, he’s wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him – but he doesn’t end whatever conversation you’re having unless the other person has pushed it too far.

k- kissing (Where do they like to kiss you? How frequently do they like to kiss?)

Leo adores kissing you. Anywhere he’s able to kiss, he is. His favorite places would have to be your cheeks, neck, forehead, nose, wrists, and knuckles. BUT, nothing is as nice as being able to kiss you on the lips. He typically likes to give you soft pecks and keeps doing it until you’re laughing. He really will kiss you all the time if he was able to. But, since he can’t, he keeps it to a minimum in public but once you’re home? It’s every time he’s in the same room as you.

l- love language (What's their love language?)

Physical Touch and quality time. He loves being able to feel you, it lets him know you’re safe and with him. It’s grounding for him and keeps his nerves down. With his job, he’s away a lot and he feels guilty for being that way. Even if you tell him its all okay and that you don’t mind, he still feels bad. So, anytime he’s stateside he likes to be able to just relax with you. Every time he gets back from a deployment or training, he needs at least a whole day where it’s just you two.

m- marriage (Do they want to marry you eventually? Who proposes to who?)

He knew it from the second he talked to you for the first time. Call him cheesy but it was really love at first sight. Of course, there’s always the fear that he’ll leave you all alone one day, but he’d rather have been your husband than just your boyfriend. He grew up in a household with two parents who were madly in love and that’s something he aspired to have.

He proposes, with his mom’s ring. It’s tradition and truly, he couldn’t imagine it any other way. Most likely he gets too excited to actually get to the big plan he had for how he was going to do it, and he ends up proposing at home, with just the two of you after dinner ( which he cooked ), while you’re laying on his chest, and he’s just filled with so much love and admiration for you that it slips out. Much like how he admitted his feelings for you years before.

n- nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

He calls you darlin’, sunshine, my love, sunflower, and of course baby, babe, and doll.

You call him cowboy, flyboy, wolfie, baby, babe, and Leo.

o- openness (How much do they tell you about themselves? Do they reveal everything at once or gradually throughout the relationship?)

He’s an open book. Leo does not hide a single thing about his childhood and past from you.

p- PDA (Are they affectionate in public or do they prefer to keep your kisses behind closed doors? Are they the type to brag about their SO?)

PDA is no rarity for you two. He loves people knowing you’re his, he’s so proud that you wanted him. He brags about you to anyone that’ll listen. Leo is incredibly proud of you and he always will be. He just wants everyone else to know how amazing you are and that you’re smart, kind, and perfect.

q- quality time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

He likes to cook with you, and lay around with you. He enjoys the mornings when he doesn’t have to get up for work early and neither do you; so you’re able to lie in bed and just talk as long as you can. He just loves to listen to you and play with your fingers. He finds peace and safety with you.

r- romance (Are they the romantic type? If so, how do they express their feelings?)

He’s a hopeless romantic, something he picked up from watching his parents. He’ll tell you how he feels about you all of the time and brings home little things that reminded him of you. He’ll bring your favorite flowers or snacks home at least once a week. He also leaves little love notes throughout your house for you to find.

s- security (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?)

He is very protective of you. Leo knows you can hold your own, but sometimes he steps in. Especially if someone cannot get the hint. There’s typically a hand of his to be found on your waist, back, or in your pocket.

t- turn-offs (What traits do they find unattractive?)

Being rude to people for no reason. Sure, sometimes it can be warranted, but to be rude to a waitress, waiter, or worker? Leo won’t stand for that. He also hates if someone is rude to his friends to make too many jokes that it gets to the point that the person isn’t joking around but being mean.

u- understanding (Are they good at sympathizing with your problems? Do they listen to you when you need to rant?)

He does his best to sympathize. If Leo is anything it’s a good listener, he knows whatit’ss like to have people wave you off or not want to listen. He would never want you to feel as if he doesn’t care or isn’t listening. Even if he doesn’t understand what you’re ranting about, he will be the most attentive person.

v- value (What do they value most about your relationship?)

The no judgment from either of you. He values the fact that your relationship is so open and that you both can say whatever you feel about something and if there is a problem, you’re both willing to talk to solve it.

w- wild card (A random headcanon about your relationship)

He loves when you steal any of his clothes. It makes him happy to see you lounging around in his shirts, sweatshirts, whatever. His absolute favorite is one of his Longhorn hoodies or a navy sweatshirt. Sometimes he even lays out shirts for you in case you want/need one. He keeps a polaroid of the two of you on his person at all times, one in his wallet and one inflight suit.

x- x-ray (How well are they able to read you?)

He can read you as easily as a picture book. If there is something Leonard Wolfe has down pat? It’s you. And he prides himself on knowing every tell no matter how small it may be.

y- yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn't with them?)

Leo is a clingy guy, truth be told. But, he’s also used to being away. He does have to combat some of the dread of being away and not being able to hold you on tough days. So, as usual, he keeps polaroids of you with him at all times, and his bunk has pictures of you scattered around. He even found a place that made custom dog tags and had some made with your name on them to keep in his bunk. He stole a blanket from home that he had sprayed the fragrance you used the most on it to sleep with.

z- zappy (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?)

He tried to go slow, he really did. But Leo just loves(d) you so much that he couldn’t wait. He felt the need to give you his last name, or hyphenate his own almost immediately and really no one blamed him. How could they? He is in the military.

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#leonard wolfman wolfe #leonard wolfe #henry ruth #henry wolfman ruth #top gun #top gun 86 #leonard wolfe x reader #henry ruth x reader

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crazyk-imagine · 1 year

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Fresh Meat

Pairing: Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth) x Civilian!Reader

Characters: Civilian!Reader, Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood, Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry “Wolfman” Ruth), Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell (briefly mentioned), Jake the ex-boyfriend (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Wolfman is adorable (and horny), but so is the reader, the reader and Charlie as besties are a great and terrifying duo, Goose is a little shit, Iceman and Slider are a chaotic duo with a great psychic link, Hollywood and Wolfman bringing back their classic quote, honestly this is crazy but in a good way

Word Count: 2,882

A/N: Reader’s “Name” is darlin’ and reader says Charls as sh-are-els

... Last night during my Top Gun searchin’ adventure, I’ve found some information that leads me to believe I’ve been duped. Apparently, Wolfman’s name in the movie was Henry Ruth but everywhere else you look you find Leonard Wolfe. I don’t know what to believe but I’m putting both names for the pairing but using Leonard for fics and we’re moving on

*Also, y’all are so sweet! We just went from 581 to 700 yesterday, I feel like it might be a glitch, but it doesn’t seem like it so we’re celebrating!

* 700+ follower celebratory post *

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You turn the tv off.

“We should go out.”

You look over at Charlotte with furrowed brows at the outlandish idea. “Out where? Anywhere we go you’ll be hit on and I just- I don’t want to go out.”

She sticks her bottom lip out making you feel bad. “Please?”

“No, Charls.” You look down at your outfit (if you could even call it that. Pajamas and a baggy shirt don’t normally do well for a night of drinking), “plus I’m not even ready and it’s too late.”

She lifts your watch, pulling it close to dramatize. “We have plenty of time to get ready and have a girl’s night. No guys. No talking or spending the night with anyone. Just us two.” She sees the hesitation spreading across your face. “Please? Darlin, we haven’t been out together in so long. I miss it.”

“I miss it too, babes but it’s- I-” You stupidly look back at her and throw your head back, sliding off the couch, letting out a quiet whine. “I hate you.”

She lets out a victory laugh. “Oh, you have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” she practically crawls across the couch, wrapping her arms around your shoulders, pulling you back.

A slow chuckle escapes you. “Yeah, yeah. I’m amazing. I know.”

“Are you sure you haven’t been to base? You’re starting to sound an awful lot like them.”

“Oh,” you shove her off you. “Bite me, Charls.” You push yourself off the floor and walk down the hallway, entering your room.

“You even have their lame retorts too!”

“Suck a dick!”

“That’s better. They definitely wouldn’t say that.” She exits the living room, wandering towards the “guest” room even though you consider it her room since she uses it more than you do. She’s claimed the closet and dresser as hers, the math adds up, but she doesn’t want to hear it.

The two of you laugh as you work on getting ready for your girls’ night.

“Are you done yet, Darlin’?”

You put the cap back into your lipstick, “could you give me a minute? Geez, you’re worse than Jake.”

Your bedroom door opens, the clacking of her heels against the hardwood floor tells you she’s getting closer.

“How are you doing today? I wanted to ask earlier but I didn’t want to make you sad.”

You shrug, chucking your lipstick into your purse before checking your teeth making sure there are no marks. “I mean, it’s whatever. We weren’t going anywhere, it’s better to break it off now than wait until we were married or something.”

She nods, “that’s true but it doesn’t mean you’re going to be magically healed. You still have to grieve even if you aren’t affected by it.”

You rest your hands against the countertop, closing your eyes. “You’re right but,” a heavy sigh slips through your parted lips. “I just- I don’t want it to seem like I’m moving on to fast.” You turn around, leaning against the sink, “I don’t want it to seem like I’m moving on too soon.”

“It’s been six months since the breakup,” she points out. “Plus, he has a new girlfriend.”

“That’s true.”

“Come on. You deserve to have fun and let loose.” She stands beside you, nudging your arm with her elbow. “It’s time you leave this place and make some friends. Maybe even wake up in some stranger’s bed.”

You scoff, pushing yourself off the counter. “Oh my God. Charlotte Blackwood.”

She cackles, “don’t use my full name. I didn’t do nothing wrong.”

“You’re using your other head and you know it.”

Charlotte gasps, “how dare you! I’m doing no such thing.”

You hum, “and if that was the case you wouldn’t have slept with one of your students.”

“Sometimes I regret telling you everything.”

“But if you didn’t, life would be boring.”

“If that’s what you think.” The smile slips from your lips.

“No, no. Don’t start thinking now. We’re gonna finished getting you dolled up and then we’re gonna have a couple of drinks before we go to the nearest fast-food place and order too much so the employees can judge use at two in the morning.”

You shake your head and arms, getting rid of your nerves. “Okay,” you grab your purse. “We gotta leave now before I lose my cool.”

“They won’t know what hit them when we get there.”

“Sure. Yeah.”

“Oh no,” she shakes her head, pulling your arm. “We’re leaving and we’re leaving now.”

Charlotte walks through the doors and turns her head with a smile on her face, expecting to see you there only to see the bar. She sighs, turning around to grab you and haul you inside. “We’re having a girl’s night which means more than one female or else it’d be a sad night.”

“You’d find someone else to be your bed buddy.”

“If you continue to imply that I’m a whore...”

A smirk tugs at the corner of your mouth, “you’ll do what?”

She doesn’t respond and rushes towards the bar.

You follow after her with a little pep in your step.

Neither of you say anything after ordering your drinks.

Ron taps Tom’s shoulder, pointing over towards the two of you. “Hey, isn’t that Charlie?”

The man turns and a smirk slowly appears across his lips. “Why, Ron, I do believe it is.”

“Should we?”

“You mean, should we talk to the instructor that hothead Maverick decides to sleep with and break it off before things could get serious?”

“We are, aren’t we.”

“This is why you’re my RIO.” Tom walks ahead while Ron shakes his head, slightly wishing he never said anything but then thinks about what Pete’s reaction would be and all sensible thinking is thrown out the window.

He grabs Leonard and Rick by the back of their necks which intrigues Nick causing him to follow.

“Hello,” the one with frosted tips starts.

“If we knew all the instructors were this pretty, we would have tried harder to get in,” the one with the cowboy hat says.

You glance over to Charlie, who lowers her head. You want to ask her what’s wrong until you realize who they are. “Oh.”

She turns her head, forehead still resting on her arm. “You see what I’m dealing with.”

You chuckle, “oh, yeah.”

The one with the mustache busts through the line of guys. “Charles. Charlie. The Charmer. The C-dog beneath Mave’s wings, how are you?”

You cover your mouth to hide your snickers.

He turns towards you, “you like that, huh?”

“God, no.” You shake your head, “that was terrible, but you were so confident while doing it.”

He rubs the back of his neck, “uh- thanks. I think?”

“You have a wife, Mother Goose. Move it,” the tall one next to frosted tips sneers at him.

Mother Goose puffs out his chest, “don’t you talk about her, Slippery Slide.”

You stare at the two with your jaw close to the ground. “You’re married?” Your head snaps towards Charlotte’s. “He’s married.”

She nods, “I’m afraid so. Oh, and they have a child.”

“Well, bless their hearts.”

“We’ve never met before, but I find that to be very rude.”

“If you heard the way you talked out loud, you’d be thinking the same as me.”

The others chuckle.

“But,” you draw out. “You pull it off well so, I can see why you’re lucky to call yourself a married man.”

A boyish grins tugs at his lips, “thank you, miss.”

You pull Charlotte along with you towards a table, wanting to get away from the guys before they try to see either of you without any clothes on.

If only the drinking gods were listening.

Mother Goose shoves the one in the hat, who then trips over people’s feet; his arms flailing in the air as he tries to balance himself only to fail and fall at your feet.

He reaches up making sure his hats still on his head (it is). His eyes stop on a pair of decently worn-out sneakers, his eyes keep moving up until he spots your tilted head.

He swears you’re an angel sent to him and it’s only because of his lucky (and only) hat.

There’s a pretty smile dancing across your lips as you put your hand out to help him up.

The dopey expression on his face makes the others shake their heads.

“I told you to watch your step.”

You turn to look at him. “Mother Goose, was it?”

He shakes his head, “just Goose.”

He smiles, acting like he didn’t do anything wrong.

“Got it,” you nod, pretending to that correction into consideration. “Listen here, shit head Goose-”

He stares at you offended at your “nickname” for him with one hand on his chest, mouth agape.

“You should learn to not be mean and trip your fellow classmates. These guys here are the ones that watch your back. Pilot, RIO, WSO, whatever your title and/ or occupation may be because one day you’re gonna prank the wrong person and then you’ll be screwed.”

“Rude,” he mutters.

“Am I wrong?”

He hesitates to answer. “No.”

“Exactly.”

Leonard leans over to Rick, “I think I’m getting a hard-on.”

His buddy scoffs, jerk his arm with his elbow, “don’t tease me.”

“I have to go make a call.”

“Bye bye, Goose!” You shout, waving your arm erratically like an insane person. Nick smiles and returns the wave.

“Bye, mean, crazy lady!”

Charlotte bumps your arm, staring at you with a raised brow.

You give her a smile in return.

She shakes her head. This is exactly why she never brought you to base.

“What now?” Rick asks Leonard with an annoyed tone.

“I will give you a crinkly, crisp ten-dollar bill, if you get the slippery combo out of here.”

“Sixty and we’ll leave the bar.”

“Why are you ruining my chances at finding love? Be honest with me. What did I do to you?”

His buddy rolls his eyes, “if I’m taking muscles and frosted tips with me, I’m gonna need something to pay off the tab you created.”

He sighs, “alright, fine.” He slaps the cash into Rick’s hand.

“Run along now.”

The man with the cash walks behind the two, pulling them over to the side. “Follow me if you want to save yourself.”

Tom and Ron give each other a questioning look; they look back to see Wolfman trying to use his classic go to moves, they follow Hollywood without any more convincing.

“So,” he starts off. “Would you like to have babies sometime?”

Yours and Charlotte’s widen, she snorts her drink out her nose and leaves to clean herself up in the restroom while you pat your chest and cough.

Your throats a little scratchy from the saliva and spontaneous coughing fit. You take a sip of your drink. “What?”

He winces, lowering his hat. “Sorry, I was uh- I was trying to say something nice but then I- well, I said that. If you want to leave, I wouldn’t blame you.”

Once you manage to catch your breath, the corner of your lips tugs upwards. “I think I’d rather stay here and talk to you. You can certainly keep a girl on her toes.”

He lifts his hat off his brow, staring at you through his lashes. “Well, if that’s what you want, I’d be happy to make that happen.”

You lean closer, “let’s get a booth.”

He nods, “okay.”

You two spend the rest of the night talking, sadly leaving Charlotte alone but luckily, she was able to talk to the other guys who made their way to you two earlier.

She glances over at you, happy to see you finally enjoying yourself even if it is with one of her students.

She may not approve of his language at times, more so one specific comment but still happy that you’ve found yourself someone who can make you smile and give you more Jake ever did.

She realizes now you have a legit excuse to come to base. This isn’t going to be good for her.

Tom chuckles, seemingly realizing what’s going on in the instructor’s head.

“Don’t say anything.”

“I won’t,” he says in between his breathless chuckles. “You can count on that.”

“Oh God,” Rick adds.

Ron furrows his brows, “what’s wrong with you?”

“That horny knuckle head just got himself a girl. I’m never gonna hear the end of it.”

The two friends chuckle at the twos expense.

“Ah, but just think Hollywood,” Ron starts. “If he annoys you, you can send him to her so she can deal with it.”

“Unless she’s not home,” Charlotte adds. “I’ve been trying to get her out of the house for the past few months and today was success.”

“Break up?” asks Tom.

The instructor narrows her eyes at him, confused at his sudden interest in potential gossip. “Why do you want to know?”

He shrugs, pretending to be innocent. “I- he’s- I gotta know what’s going on with my fellow classmates when we’re in the air,” he sputters to say, being quick on his feet.

“Mm-hmm. It was a mutual break up, if you must know.”

“What made you want to come out here tonight… you know now that I think about it. I still haven’t asked you for your name.”

He opens his mouth to respond when you place your finger over his lips, shutting him up for a second.

“And don’t say your call sign. I want to know your real name first at least.”

He nods, removing your hand. “Leonard, the name’s Leonard Wolfe and you better remember it, darlin’. My call sign’s Wolfman.”

“How’d you know my nickname?”

“What?”

“My nickname. You- did you seriously not know?” You ask with a giggle.

“You’re joking.”

“No, it’s practically my name at this point but that’s my nickname. I’ve had it since I was a little girl.”

He sets his arm on the back of the booth behind you, scooting closer. “Well then, I’d say it’s a good thing that I met you.”

“Someone’s cocky.”

“It’s all part of my charm.”

You fix his crooked collar. “I see and,” your look into his eyes, distracting him. “If either one of us, no one in particular, wants to continue this. Does that mean this… so called charm is code for your cocky all the time?”

“I am offended at that-”

It’s a blur.

Once his vision clears and he sees what you’ve done. He raises a brow, “you realize what that means right?”

You lean in, staring at his lips for a little too long (and a little too obviously). “Do you realize what this means?”

His brows knit together in confusion, “now I’m confused.”

“Well, let me clear this up for you. I’m wearing your hat.”

He nods.

“I plan on seeing you again. We’ll go back to your place because- well, I’m not talking to Charls about this tonight. And I wanted to see how cute I’d look in this.”

He focuses on that for a moment, the hand on the back of the booth cups your cheek, his breath fans against your ear. “You’d look better if you had nothing on except for my hat.”

Before you can respond he’s on you faster than a surfer trying to catch a wave.

A muffled surprised yelp escapes you until you two slowly get in the groove with kissing one another.

The whistling and hollering breaks you two out of it.

He sighs, glancing over his shoulder at the assholes who’ve ruined his night.

Charlotte shakes her head at you.

He throws his head back, resting against the seat of the booth.

“Did you drive here?”

“Yeah.”

“You want to head out and grab something to eat?”

“You really are an angel, Darlin’.”

“You’re just saying that.”

He shakes his head, “believe me when I say it. You are an angel and I’m taking you out tonight and the next night then the night after that.”

“So, you’ll be keeping me out past my bedtime.”

“You won’t be getting much sleep in the first place.” He slips out of the booth, yanking you with him.

“Woah! Slow down there, Dogboy.”

“We’ve got places to go and beds to not sleep in. There is no rest!”

You throw your head back and laugh. “Oh, wait- wait!”

“What?”

“Just give me one second.” You turn and wave your arm like a crazy woman, “bye, Charls!”

She scrunches her neck, not looking up from the table.

“You should say by to your friend before she gets the whole bar involved,” Tom advises.

“Shut up.”

Nick takes the initiative and waves with the same enthusiasm. “Bye, mean lady!”

“Bye Mother Goose!”

“Damn,” he mumbles.

“Bye, She wolf!” Ron, Rick, and Tim wave at you.

That happy smile doesn’t slip from your lips as you two exit the bar.

“Aw.”

“What’s wrong?” Leonard asks you.

“I was expecting your ride to be a horse,” you joke.

He growls, pulling you closer by your waist. “You keep joking like that and I’ll give you something ride.”

You peck his lips with a happy smile dancing across your lips, “keep that promise for later. I’m famished.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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callsignthirsty · 1 year

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801 Follower Celebration

My suggestion box will be open for the next 24 hours for the smut prompt list below.

Responses/fills are likely to cap around 1k, so I can answer as many as possible.

Writing for: Top Gun (1986) and Top Gun: Maverick

Include your prompt and your man.

18+ / Minors DNI

100 Smut Dialogue Prompts

"You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up." + 53. "Is that a tattoo?" (Slider)

"You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat."

"How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?"

"You'd better be quiet if you don't want to get caught."

"You look good all soaking wet."

"Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you."

"Oh my god you're so much better than the last person I was with."

"If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat."

"I don't care how good it feels you'd better not cum until I tell you to." (Rooster)

"Look, I'm not into choking but I wouldn't mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while."

"I bet you think you're real cute letting them put their hands all over you. We'll see how cute you look later when I get you home." (Hangman)

"You don't have to be gentle with me, I don't break easily."

"Touch yourself for me."

"Do you think you deserve to be punished?"

"You take my fingers so well don't you?"

"Shut up and take your pants off."

"When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me." (Cyclone)

"Are you wearing my shirt?"

"Do you need me to finger you first?"

"You'd better be quiet or everyone's going to know what a naughty little slut you are."

"Did I stutter? Do as you're told!"

"Look at you, I've only started using my fingers and you're already shaking."

"I can't wait to be on my knees for you later."

"Maybe if I punish you it'll help you remember who you belong to next time."

"Do you want it on your back or would you like to be on your stomach?"

"Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me."

"Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn't tease me."

"If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself."

"Take it off. Slowly."

"Such a needy little thing, aren't you?"

"Why don't you go put on something pretty for me?"

"Kitten, don't make me tell you twice."

"Pushing back against my fingers already? How pathetic."

"I love the sounds you make when you come undone."

"Maybe I should get you a collar so you don't forget who you belong to."

"You'd better watch your fucking mouth."

"Did I say you could stop?"

"I need you. Now!"

"I'm so sick of your voice. Why don't you come over here and put your mouth to better use?"

"I love the way you look with my fingers inside you."

"You keep acting like a little brat and I'll take you over my knee right here, I don't care how many people are watching."

"I guess I'll just get off all by myself."

"Don't you want to play with me?

"Yes! I mean yes, Sir!"

"When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore."

"Wanna see what I'm wearing underneath all this?"

"You deserve a reward for being so good today, what would you like it to be?"

"I can't wait to put bruises all over that pretty skin."

"You look so good on your knees like that."

"I only want to please you."

51. "Did you touch yourself while I was gone?" 52. "Are you going to be good from now on?" 53. "Is that a tattoos?" (Slider, above with #1) 54. "These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want." 55. "Well, since you wan to cum so badly, why don't we see how many times I can make you cum right now." (Hangman) 56. "Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you." 57. "I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now." 58. "Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting." 59. "So desperate for it, aren't you? Well, if you want it so bad you'd better start taking it." 60. "Please? I'll be good, I promise!" 61. "If you don't change out of those shorts and into some pants I'll have them around your ankles by lunchtime." 62. "I bet all our neighbors can hear you, I bet they all know what a dirty little slut you are." 63. "Open your mouth." 64. "I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers." 65. "Pull my hair!" 66. "If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I'm going to bend you over that bed." (Wolfman) 67. "If you want to cum you'd better beg." 68. "You know I don't like to be teased." 69. "Come here, baby, let Mommy/Daddy take care of you." 70. "Say my name over and over again and, once you think you've said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who's making you feel good." 71. "I'm gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you're spreading your legs for me." 72. "Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?" 73. "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it." 74. "Wow, I think you're blushing even redder than the vibrator inside you." 75. "You know, you look real pretty when you cry." 76. "I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth." 77. "Tell me what you like." 78. "Shh, don't worry, I'll take very good care of you." 79. "Look at you, grinding against everything ,you're really desperate for it. Aren't you?" 80. "How do you feel about two at once?" 81. "Is that a thong?" 82. "Yeah, that's it, baby, just like that." 83. "Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you?" 84. "I love it when you dress up for me." 85. "Did you dress up just for me?" 86. "Let me show you what happens to little brats who don't follow the rules." 87. "Think you can handle that much?" 88. "Mmm, good morning to you, too." 89. "Just pull the car over!" 90. "What's wrong? I thought you liked teasing." 91. "Aww, is my little princess/prince getting shy?" 92. "Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet." 93. "It's okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I'm between your legs." 94. "Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you." 95. "That tickles." 96. "Were you touching yourself without permission?" 97. "I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this." 98. "I see the gift I got you fits well." 99. "You know, there wasn't a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in. 100. "Call me selfish, but I don't ever want anyone else to touch you."

#801 follower celebration #thirsty's inbox: open #top gun 1986 #top gun: maverick #top gun x reader #top gun smut #beau cyclone simpson x reader #leonard wolfman wolfe x reader

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buckyegans · 7 months

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I Know You ✮ Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe

summary: receiving a phone call during your day off, you’re surprised to hear the voice of your husband’s pilot (set during the aftermath of when holly and wolf have to eject)

note: i know his plane said henry ruth but we all collectively decided he is leonard wolfe. also, reader calls him lee/leo. GN! reader.

warnings: wolf is kind of insecure about your guys’ marriage but it’s a hurt/comfort fic

“Hello?” you speak into the landline as you set it on your shoulder, craning your head to secure it in place, reaching to wash your hands in the sink. “Hello?” you repeat, furrowing your brows as you dipped your hands under warm water, washing away stray flour.

“Hi,” a voice said. “Is this Y/n?”

“Uhm,” you start, drying your hands before grabbing the phone. “Yes, this is them. Who is this?”

“Hey, Y/n. This is Rick. I’m calling from Top Gun,” he said. Rick Neven, Hollywood, was your husband’s best friend and co-pilot. Your stomach immediately dropped at the fact he was calling you instead of Leonard himself.

“Rick? Is everything okay?” you ask, bringing your hand to your cheek. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, yeah! He’s…well, he isn’t hurt. But, I think you should come here. He’s not doing so hot right now.” Hollywood said, and before he could even continue, your car keys were in hand and the phone was hanging off the line. “Hello? Y/n?” Rick asks into the receiver, before hearing the front door slam. Not even thirty minutes later, after battling some heavy Miramar traffic, you were speeding down the hallway of the school, towards the locker rooms. Finding Hollywood perched outside of the door, head leaned against the wall, foot propped up, he turned to find you approaching. “Oh, you made it. He’s in there,” Rick nodded.

“Thank you,” you said softly, pushing the door open. The locker room was silent and empty. And a mess, but that was to be expected. Taking careful steps towards the openess, you find a figure on the bench, hunched over with their head in their hands. “Leo?”

Wolfman sat up at the sound of his name, the name only you called him. With red-rimmed glassy eyes, he smiled crooked at the sight of you. “Y/n? What are you doing here?”

“Rick called me, what’s the matter?” you ask, letting him pull you into him by your hips. “Are you hurt?” you looked him over. “Sick?” your hand pressed against his forehead.

Leonard shook his head.

You frowned. “Then what’s the matter—”

Before you could finish, your husband was cupping your face and kissing you gently. You froze slightly before melting into it—you’d never say no to a kiss. But, you pulled away, gently stroking his cheekbone. “What happened, Lee?” you ask.

He sighed, sitting back on the bench, pulling you against him, tucked into his side. “We had to eject,” he murmured, looking down at you. He reached up, touching your hair. “Our engine got shot—we ejected…I was so scared.”

“Honey,” you cooed, looking up at him, brows softly furrowed. “You’re okay now. You know exactly what to do in that situation, and you did it—‘cause you’re so smart.” you smiled sadly.

He sighed, shrugging. “I know. But, what if I didn’t l? What if I couldn’t? What if it didn’t work? I mean, don’t you want someone who doesn’t risk dying everyday? Someone who will come home to you every night?”

You looked down, frowning. You grabbed his hands, bringing them to your lap. “Lee, I know what I signed up for when you first told me you were an aviator. I know what I want, and it’s you.”

Leonard sighs, shaking his head. “But, you deserve something more. Someone who—”

“I just called you smart, Leonard. Don’t make me take that back,” you remark as you stand, towering over him as you cup his face, stroking his tanned cheeks. He smiles somewhat, shaking his head again. “I love you, and I married you knowing exactly what was in store for me. Aviator or not, I married you.”

“I’m not sure why you did,” he laughs.

You smile. “Neither am I,” you tease, his hands finding your hips. “Now, let me stand here and tell you all the things that make you the best husband and aviator someone could ever ask for? And that I’m happy your alive? Please?”

“Since you used the magic word,” he says, rolling his eyes but pulls you into his lap regardless.

In all honesty, you were terrified. But, sometimes it was better for your husband not to know that. Especially at times like this.

“Good,” you say, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Now, where should I start?” you ask, tapping your chin playfully, drawing a grin from your husband.

#top gun x reader #top gun #leonard wolfe #wolfman x reader #wolfman top gun

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topgun-imagines · 1 year

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

Requested: yes

Summary: iceman finally gets the courage to confess his feeling for you after he learns you’re leaving Top Gun.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: angst. Crying. Arguments. Incorrect medical terms? Cerebral palsy?

Parings: Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x fém!reader

Everyone was down at the beach for the day. The aviators had decided that they would have another volleyball competition today. You were sitting on the bleachers with your son on your knee, cheering with him as you watched Wolfman and Hollywood play. Ever since you arrived in Top Gun, Wolfman had instantly connected with your son. The RIO would often give him piggyback rides, seeing as walking took him a great amount of effort. Early on in his life, your son had been diagnosed with Cerebral palsy and because of that, was unable to walk for long periods of time.

Leonard had become a massive help to you in the past few weeks. Your son's father died early in your son’s life, leaving you to care for him on your own. You loved your son more than anything in the world, but sometimes, you were grateful to have someone else there to help you. You were drawn back to reality by your son cheering loudly as Leo scored another point. He grinned over at your little boy, waving to him before resuming his position. You smiled at the interaction. They continued their game against Chipper and Sundown, only one point away from victory. Loud cheers mixed with groans from the other team erupted from the court when Hollywood scored the last point.

You and your son cheered along with them. Leo rushed over to the pair of you, picking up your son and swinging him around. He giggled loudly. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Viper walk up to the three of you, smiling warmly at you and your son. The older man offered you a sympathetic smile and wrapped you in a warm hug. You had informed him of your decision to leave Top Gun last night after a frantic phone call. Viper had come over instantly, helping you with your son and calming you down until your own cries had subsided. It was then that you had decided to leave Fighter Town. It simply held too many painful memories for both you and your son. Maybe a fresh start would be good for both of you.

“Have you told them yet?” Viper questioned, drawing back from the hug. You shook your head slowly. Taking your bottom lip between your teeth, you glanced over to when Iceman and Slider were playing their own game of volleyball. You had yet to tell the people that you considered your best friends about your sudden move. Viper patted your arm, offering you a knowing smile. It seemed as if the older man had picked up on your feelings for the blond pilot rather quickly, leaving you to question just how obvious you were. The man left you to your thoughts and headed over to your son. He smiled at wolfman and him playing in the sand.

With a deep breath, you sucked up all the courage you could and headed over to the court that Ice and Slider were on. You sat on the side and watched as they finished up their game with Maverick and Goose. You cheered loudly as Slider scored the final point. The taller man pulled Ice into him as they moved over to you. You offered them the best smile you could, which still seemed insufficient seeing as Ice’s eyebrows drew together almost immediately. “You okay?” He questioned, moving toward you and setting his hand on your wrist. You could only nod.

The pilot still didn’t seem convinced. You decided to just rip the bandage off. You needed to tell them. “I need to talk to you,” You started, doing your best to keep your voice measured. The boys nodded, following after you as you led them away from the bleachers. When you stopped, you hesitated slightly before turning to face them again. Something that definitely didn’t go unnoticed by the boys. You sucked in one last heavy breath. “I’m leaving.”

It was as if you hadn’t even spoken. Their faces remained the same, both staring at you as if you had grown a second head. “Pardon?” Slider questioned, drawing out the syllables. You sighed. Slider never used words like that. You watched as Ice’s face dropped.

“I’m leaving Top Gun this week,” You clarified. They continued to stare at you. As if in slow motion, you could see the walls that Ice normally had up, come back up. He was closing himself off from you. The thought almost made you cry. Slider only looked offended, as if what you had said was the worst thing he could imagine. The blond turned away from you. Tears rose in your eyes and a lump formed in your throat. “I’m sorry.” You choked out. You spun on your heel and walked away from them quickly, moving towards Leo and your son.

You didn’t tell them while you were leaving. You couldn’t. As hard as it was seeing Ice shut you out, you needed to do what was best for your son. If that meant leaving Top Gun, so be it. You stepped up to Leo and your son, wiping the tears from your lashes. Leo shot you a worried glance. You could only offer him a sad smile. He sighed and with a glance at his classmates, knew exactly what had happened. Your son continued playing in the sand while Leo wrapped his arms around you. He held you as you cried softly into his shoulder. His hand moved up and down your back, soothing you only slightly. He whispered quiet reassurances into your ear.

Unbeknownst to either of you, Ice was standing in the same spot that you left him, staring after you with a blank expression. Slider nudged his arm. “You look like you could kill him,” He murmured, talking about the RIO with his arms around your waist. When his pilot still didn’t show any sign of acknowledgment he sighed. “And I’m sure she could have used some comforting.” He gestured toward you. That seemed to snap Ice out of his trance. Slider watched as the pilot’s eyes softened instantly. He could count on one hand the amount of times that he had witnessed that happen.

Ice turned to his RIO. “What do I do?” Slider knew about his best friend's feelings for you. Saying that the man was head over heels in love with you would be an understatement. It was clear to everyone but you just how much Iceman loved you. It seemed as if you were the only person able to turn ice-cold, no mistakes into the version of himself that only Slider had seen. The RIO sighed. He could tell that you were hurt by their reaction and while his wasn’t the best he could have had, Ice completely shut down. It seemed as if he had retreated to default settings when you said that you would be leaving. He instantly regretted his reaction after you walked away.

“I don’t know what you can do,” He started, leaning back against a tree behind him. “I’d talk to her. Tell her that you want her to stay,” He continued. Slowly, his eyes drifted to where you were walking away with Wolfman who had your son on his shoulders. “But,” He got quieter, causing Ice’s eyes to follow his. “If she’s doing it for that little boy, I don’t think anyone would be able to convince her to stay.” Ice could only nod. His friend patted his arm before leading the both of them back to the court. There, they packed up their things and headed for their housing, ignoring the protests from Maverick and Goose.

You were standing in your kitchen, wrapping up bowls before putting them into the cardboard box in front of you. There was a loud knock on your door, causing you to jump slightly. You set the bowl down before moving to the door. When you pulled it open, you came face to face with the side of Iceman’s head. He was bouncing his foot against your front porch, chewing his gum harshly, and fidgeting with the ring on his finger. You sighed quietly. You knew that these were all habits that he had when he was nervous.

You cleared your throat, startling him out of his daydream. Wordlessly, you stepped to the side so that he could come in. That only led to him standing in your entryway with his hands in his pockets and sunglasses still over his eyes. “I needed to know why.” He started, pulling the sun glasses off his face. You sucked in a sharp breath. While you were 90% sure that this was coming, you still weren’t prepared to try and explain it to him.

“It’s my son,” You spoke quietly. Ice followed after you as you headed into the kitchen. You stood on one side of the counter while Ice moved across from you. “He threw a dish last night,” The pilot's face instantly softened. He knew about your son's issues with the control of his emotions and had witnessed many of his outbursts. “He told me that I might not be here next year,” Your eyes met the blonds. “That I could be dead like his father,” Ice watched as tears formed in your eyes. He quickly rushed around the counter and wrapped you in his arms. “I’m sorry.” You whispered, shaking slightly in his hold.

The man could only shake his head, suddenly feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. “Don’t be sorry. You were doing it for him, yea?” You nodded softly. Tears leaked out and onto his black T-shirt. You could feel him begin to trace his fingers over your back. “It’s okay,” He murmured lowly in your ear. “Look at me,” He spoke again. One hand moved up to cup your jaw, tilting it up to face him. “It’ll be okay. You know I won’t let anything happen to either of you.” You nodded, lips parting slightly in shock. He only smiled down at you, like he had done so many times before. But this time felt different. Now, you could see the love that he had tried to hide in his eyes. You were shocked that it had taken you this long to notice. You looked at him the same way, admiration and love pouring out of the look you were giving him.

Maybe you didn’t need to leave right away. It’s not as if you had sold your house. Maybe, you could spend some time with Ice and try and figure out what would be best for all three of you. If you were honest with yourself, you were leaving Top Gun to ensure that you would be there for your son. But with Ice there to protect you, that suddenly didn’t seem as a reason to leave. Your son loved Iceman. So long as you had your boys in your life and they were both safe and happy, you had no reason to leave. Your son would be happy to hear the news. And you knew Ice would be happy to help you tell him.

a/n: thank you for reading! Requests are open.

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topguncortez · 2 years

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wolfman x reader where boys night out typically means talk of s/o is off limits but when he shows up more subdued then they’ve ever seen him that can’t help but ask what’s up

(can take in any direction you want, he wants to marry r, they’re pregnant and he’s freaked out, fight and breakup or even, he finds out r is a virgin and that’s not something he’s use to dealing with etc.)

Boys Night | Henry "Wolfman" Ruth x Reader warnings: cheating, mentions of the TopGun '86 mission, the use of the term "burning in", near death, language.

Wolfman's presence was hard to miss when he would show up to boys night. Not only was the blonde WSO tall, but he had a bright smile and a loud laugh that usually let the squadron know that he was there, but tonight was different. For one, Wolfman didn't have his oh so famous stetson on his head, and that beautiful smile was missing.

"Alright, I know it's boys night," Goose said, setting his cards down and looking over at Wolfe, "But you're being weird and it's weirding me out."

"I'm not being weird, Bradshaw," Wolfman muttered.

"Aha! You are! You called me, 'Bradshaw'," Goose exclaimed.

"Well, that is your last name," Maverick, pointed out, "But for real, Wolfie, you are acting a bit strange. What's up? Issues with the Missus?"

The boys all let out a low whistle as they looked around at Wolfe, who sighed, setting his cards down in front of him. Boys night was off limits for significant others. There was no talk about the women that they went home to (or in Mav's case, went to go find). But occasionally, they broke the rules when it looked like one of them was going through it.

"Y/N, she's uh. . . she wants to get married," Wolfe said quietly.

Y/N had been one of the few girlfriends that had made the sacrifice to come out and see the TopGun pilots during their training. She had be come close friends with Carole and Sarah (Iceman's girlfriend). The three of them had become inseparable as they shared the common theme of being significant others of the pilots. They all leaned on each other when the pilots got whisked away to some mission in the Indian Ocean not long after graduation.

"Well damn! That's huge!" Goose smiled, and patted Wolfman's back, but the RIO shook his head, "It's not?"

"Remember that last mission, after graduation?"

How could any of them forget? Hollywood and Wolfman had been shot out of the sky, their plane breaking into pieces as they hurdled towards the endless sea. Ice and Slider had to fight off four MiGs by themselves until Maverick came to their rescue and shot down three MiGs, making him the only active duty pilot with three confirmed air kills. It was a mission for the history books.

"I cheated on her," Wolfman said quietly, "It was dumb and stupid and I was. . . I didn't think I'd ever live to see her again. I mean, I felt the fucking jet broke apart with us still in it. I wasn't thinking and-"

"Does she know?" Iceman asked and Wolfe shook his head, "You need to tell her."

"I tried," Wolfman said, "I really did, but I couldn't so. . . I just packed my bags and left. Left her a note with an apology."

Wolfman could only imagine the scene playing out at his apartment right now. It was around 8:30 at night, so Y/N was just getting home from her girls night with Carole, Sarah, and Bradley. She had probably already noticed that his boots were missing from their usual spot by the front door, which would prompt her to call out his name. She would then walk to the kitchen and see that his cookbooks were gone, as well as the picture of him and Hollywood. She would then see the note, written on a yellow notebook pad.

"You son of a bitch Leonard!"

She would probably curse, as she would run up to see that his side of the closet had been ransacked, his drawers were empty, and a ring box was sitting on the side of the bed.

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