#natasha 'phoenix' trace x yn

[croimilis]

2+2

title: 2+2 

characters: natasha ‘phoenix’ trace  x gf!reader (callsign: dove)

rating: 13+

words: 3k

theme: established relationship, not so secret relationship, and they were roomates, just gals being pals

warnings: fluff, silliness, the dagger squad are idiots, mentions of homophobia, cursing, drinking

summary: 'secret relationship is that which is known to them but unknown to people'

how long does it take a team of aviators to put 2+2 together and figure out their friends are dating?

a/n: just something a little sweet and silly while i work on the other parts of the fly me to the moon series. 

When you and Natasha first got together, it was long before top gun and even before the two of you joined the navy, you were high school sweethearts falling for one another in freshman year but neither of you brave enough to make a move until senior year after you had both come out to your friend circle, At that point you decided to keep it among your friend group, the pair of you not sure how your conservative military family members would react. 

And then you both enlisted into the navy and saw first hand how being gay and out in the military was not necessarily safe after another member of your basic camp was basically run out due to homophobic bullying, and you both realised that it might be better if you keep your relationship between the two of you and the decision followed you through your time at Top Gun and throughout all of your deployments. 

Including the uranium mission and after when you both got permanent assignments at Top Gun, you as a full time instructor and Natasha splitting her time between instructing and dagger squad missions. It wasn’t deliberately a secret at this point, just a habit you had fallen into after many years of fear of what would happen if you were to be out in the navy and it wasn’t that you didn’t trust the rest of the squad, the two of you trusted them completely but you had just got so used to keeping it between the two of you that it was hard to break. But ever so slowly, the habit started to break and one by one the members of the squad began to figure it out. 

Bob was the first one to find out about a month after the uranium mission, and it was a complete accident how he found out. He and Phoenix had a rough training session and had to eject from their plane which resulted in a quick visit to the doctor on base to make sure they were okay, after he had been checked on and was given the all clear he headed over to Phoenix’s  room to see how she was. 

He was expecting a nurse or two to be lingering about, taking notes and fussing as they usually did, what he was not expecting was for you to be in the room with Phoenix and he certainly was expecting to see the two of you in a gentle embrace, one of Natasha’s hands on your waist while the other held your cheek gently and your arms wrapped around her shoulder to pull her as close to your body as possible as you shared a kiss. 

Thankfully, the two of you are so wrapped up in each other you don’t notice Bob enter, or leave as he quietly slinks out of the room with wide eyes and a flush on his face with his heartbeat drumming in his ears as embarrassment from walking in such a private moment fills his entire being. He decided to leave the medical wing and allow the two of you the time alone. 

It was the next day, as Bob and Natasha sat listening to the other pilots as they went through the training exercise for their next mission in a few weeks time, the pair grounded until the next day on the doctor’s orders, that Bob let’s Natasha know that he saw and he promises that he won’t tell anyone. It isn’t his secret to tell and he was not about to out the two of you when you weren’t ready.

 Natasha is shocked, alarm bells ringing her mind (something she is sure is a trauma response after her family didn’t respond well to finding out she was a lesbian) and fear settles in her stomach as she turns to Bob with wide eyes. A feeling that quickly settles as Bob promises to keep your secret. Over the next few weeks, she finds it nice to actually have someone to talk to about your relationship, about how happy you make her and her plans to marry you one day. 

The next person to find out is Rooster, almost a full month after Bob. It happens late one night when he’s a little drunk and you and Natasha are helping him into your home to put him to bed in your guest room. It wasn’t the first time he had been to your home, he had been over many times for drinks and pizza nights, the three of you enjoying a movie night at least once a month that included wine and a bitching sessions because, despite how much he denied it, Rooster was one of the biggest gossips in the dagger squad. But it was the first time he was actually spending the night. 

He had never considered your sleeping arrangements, seeing as you lived in a 2 bedroom he just assumed one was Natasha’s room and the other yours but when he hears you muttering the word ‘guest room’ to Natasha as you both discuss what to do with drunk giant who was stumbling around the living room of your shared home, it sends his mind reeling for a second. Guest room? That meant you and Natasha shared a room. Why would you and Natasha share a room?

And then the realization hit him like a ton of bricks and suddenly a lot of things started to make sense, how the two of you were attached at the hip, how you were a little touchy with each other, hands always finding some part of the other to rest on, how your eyes always found each other no matter where you were in the room, the fact that you were fucking living together. Everyone, including him, thought you were just friends, best friends and nothing more but now it made sense to him. 

As the pair of you guide him into the guest room, he throws his hands around your shoulders and he whips his head between the two of you, a goofy smile plastered across his face. 

“I’m happy for you guys and I promise not to tell” You roll your eyes at him but a smile makes its way onto your face, one that Natasha matches and the two of you know that even though he’s drunk, he’s telling the truth.

The next ones to figure it out are Payback and Fanboy, with Mickey figuring it out when he spotted the two of you out on a coffee date on one of your days off and there was just something about the way the two of you were sat so close together, practically in each others laps, with Natasha’s hand resting on your thigh that screamed more than friends.

Now, Fanboy wouldn’t consider himself a gossip, wouldn’t be one to go around starting or fuelling rumors, but Payback was his best friend and as Fanboy watched you and Natasha interact around the base and at the hard deck he was simply starting to burst at the seams needing to tell someone what he saw. So a week after he saw, when it’s just him and Payback in the locker room (something he double and triple checked) he asked the question that had been burning at the forefront of his mind, “Do you think Phoenix and Dove are a couple?” 

Payback turns to his back seater and best friend, a questioning look on his face and one eyebrow raised, as he halts the action of putting his t-shirt on, “What makes you ask that?” 

Now, Payback had his own suspicions, he was one of the most observant people in the group and had noticed the way Natasha’s hand would linger on your lower back when you were walking through a crowd or when you were standing at the bar at the hard deck, almost as if she was creating a barrier between you and the people around, he had noticed the way your eyes would linger on Natasha as she maneuvered through the hard deck on a busy night, watching to make sure she was okay and that no one tried to touch her, your body tense and ready to step in at any second if there was any indication that she was in trouble. 

He had noticed the way the two of you looked at each other, eyes full of nothing but loving and gentleness, even as you argued with one another, noticed the way each of you would smile as the other walked into the room as if the two of you shared a secret the rest of the world couldn’t know. It was obvious to anyone who paid attention that there was something more there, but Payback just assumed you were really close friends, practically family seeing as he knew the two of you didn’t have the best relationship with your parents but now that Fanboy has suggested it might be romantic the puzzles pieces seem to fit into place and he can suddenly see the pure love that radiates from the two of you. 

“Saw them on a date the other day, seemed real close.” 

Fanboy says it casually and Payback knows he has no issues with the two of you being together, no one in the squad would, but they’re both well aware of the implications it could have on your careers and how others on the base treated the two of you. Payback shrugs his shirt on and turns to his friend, “If they are, it’s not our place to out them” 

Fanboy nods his head as he leans against his locker with his arms crossed over his chest, “Not our place. But we should at least let them know we know.” 

Payback agrees with his friend and the next day, the two of them approach you as you’re doing some maintenance on your plane. Payback hs a shy smile on his face and Fanboy looks like the cat that ate the canary as they enquire about your relationship with Phoenix and you don’t have to say anything for them to get their answer, the way your face lights up and a soft smile forms on your lips tells them all they need to know and they promise to keep your secret until you’re ready. 

Next to find out is Coyote almost 4 months after the uranium mission during a small get together at Rooster’s place to celebrate his promotion to Lieutenant Commander, the entire squad was there (minus Hangman who had traveled home to see his parents for their anniversary). Everyone is scattered throughout the small living room, Payback and Fanboy are standing in the corner, Coyote is sitting on the couch with Natasha at the other side while Rooster and Bob set up the game of beer bong Bradley insisted they play while you get yourself another beer from the kitchen. You were planning on sitting in between Natasha and Coyote, but Fanboy had planted himself down before you could but you simply shrug your shoulders and decide to sit on your darling girlfriend's lap. 

Coyote chokes on his beer at the sight of you bending down to place a kiss to Natasha’s lips before slipping onto her lap with your back against her chest where she slips a hand round to rest on your thigh and places a kiss against the groove where your neck and shoulder meet. 

Your turn to look at Coyote, wondering if he was okay before your eyes widened ad you cringed letting a “Fuck” slip past your lips as you suddenly remember not everyone in the room knows about your relationship with Natasha and bury your hands in your hair, but Natasha simply smiles and places a small kiss to the corner of your hair, “It’s okay dove, he was bound to find out eventually.”

Coyote’s look of confusion turns into a smile as he regards the two of you, you looked happy together and he couldn’t fault you for wanting to keep it secret so he let the fact that you kept it quiet go and instead asks the one question going through his mind, “How long has this been going on?” 

You smile sheepishly as you lean further against Natasha’s back, her chin placed on your shoulder, “Senior year high school” You bring your beer to your lips as you feel Natasha turn and place a soft kiss to your cheek that has you flushing. You were used to Natasha’s affection, she loved to pepper your face with kisses, but it was new to have it done in front of other people, especially the team. But it was nice to finally be able to show affection in front of the people who mean the world to you.

“And the rest of you know?” Coyote points his beer accusingly at the other men in the room with a raised eyebrow, they all nod sheepishly and rub at their necks awkwardly as they all explain how they figured it out. 

“Wait, wait, is Hangman the only one who doesn’t know now?”  Rooster looks around the room, watching the faces of the other pilots as the realization comes over him that their missing friend had no idea about the two of you as a couple.

“Oh we can make this fun, how long do we think it’s going to take him to figure it out?” Coyote loves his best friend, truly he does, but he was not going to miss the opportunity to mess with him and so the bet started on how long it would take Hangman to figure it out and or/find out, 

It's a whole year after the uranium mission, and eight months after Coyote finds out that Hangman finally finds out that you and Phoenix are dating, he’s the last of the squad to know and since Coyote found out there has been a running bet on how long it will take. Payback had lost long ago, saying he would figure it out 2 months after Coyote did and Bob and Rooster are currently leading with their bets of a year and they say that Hangman won’t actually figure it out (or believe it) until you’re walking down the aisle. 

They were half right, while it is a year later that Hangman finally finds out, it isn’t you walking down the aisle that gives it away but rather the pair of you walking in with pretty silver bands decorated with jewels on your ring fingers, the two of having proposed at the same time the night before. 

He has to do a double take and almost chokes on his beer at the sight before him, head whipping around to take in the faces of the other pilots around him expecting their faces to mirror his own but they were all just looking at him with amusement in their eyes.

“Okay what the fuck is going on?” The two of your have joined the group at your usual spot, nestled into the corner with the pool table, and you meet Hangman's gaze with a questioning look as you cock your head to the side. He uses his beer to gesture between you and Natasha frantically. 

“You two! What is going on?” 

Natasha rolls her eyes at the dramatics, pulling you into her side and wrapping her arm around you shoulders as yours wrapped around her waist and she placed a kiss to your hairline, “We’re engaged Bagman.” You gently hit Natasha’s chest and glared at her slightly letting out a quiet ‘be nice’ that causes her to let out a small chuckle and look to Hangman once again, “We’ve been a couple since senior year of high school, we kept it quiet because our families didn’t react well and we saw things when we first joined the navy that we knew it would compromise our safety if we were to come out.” 

Hangman nods his head in understanding, dropping his arm so it now rested on his side but his eyes watch the other pilots, remembering their reaction when he first saw the two of you and how they weren’t reacting to the news.

“You guys knew!?” The disbelief is clear in Hangmans voice and his annoyance is obvious as he glares at the other pilots around him who are all nodding. Hangman felt a little betrayed if he was being honest, believing that you had told the other pilots about the relationship and had just decided to keep him in dark for whatever reason. You're quick to see the sadness in Jake's eyes and are even quicker to respond. 

“We didn’t tell them if that’s what you're thinking, for the most part they figured it out or saw something they shouldn’t have. We weren’t keeping it from you because we didn’t trust you, we do trust you. I wanted to tell you after Coyote found out but the rest of them,” Your eyes narrow as the rest of the guys shrink away from your gaze, “Wanted to see when you would figure it out.”

“Oh we all had a bet going on how long it would take you to figure it out” Coyote sips from his beer as he sees some of the annoyance and tension drop from Hangmans shoulders at your reassurance that you weren’t deliberately keeping him out of the loop, “Pretty sure Rooster and Bob win.” 

Hangman turns his glare strictly to Coyote, who barks out a laugh at the look, “Even you Javy?” Coyote places a hand to chest and pretends to be hurt before letting out a laugh at his best friend's reaction. 

“Oh come man, how many bets have you made against me before?” Hangman rolls his eyes but he has to agree with his friend, he had made many a bet against Coyote in the past so it was only fair he had made one against him in return. 

Hangman turns back to you and Phoenix and smiles at the two of you,you had the purest smiles on your face and looked just so in love and perfect for one another that he would drop the bet for now. Hangman raises his beer in a small toast that the rest of the aviators follow.

“To Phoenix and Dove, may forever treat you well”

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[reaperintheroses]

Kill The Engines

Phoenix x Pilot Reader Word Count: 3.1k Next Part Warnings: Explicit sexual content, swearing, drinking A/N: @clints-lucky-arrow is writing a top gun universe and I think it's time it went multiversal. Disclaimer: Because this is directly connected to two fics that Mack has written you have to read them to understand what I'm talking about. If you don't read heat you should be fine but you will be SO confused if you don't read wdne. And you should just read it anyway because it's amazing. Warning: do not engage heat

You knew from the moment Duchess bid you farewell to go and watch her movie that something was going to happen. The air felt like there was static electricity coursing through it, like someone had taken a lightning rod and drove it through your lungs. You made your way down to the mess hall, wanting to see if you could find something to eat before attempting to turn in for the night. Most people were out, doing their own thing. Payback and Fanboy were together, grabbing dinner before going to see a movie. Bob was off, God knows where, but you knew he wasn't on base, and Rooster was probably with his bartender lady friend who tilted his world on its axis and lit a fire under his ass. They all had one thing in common, though, they had somewhere to be, someone to be with. You weren't even paying attention as you crossed the threshold into the mess hall. You normally didn't have to; it was deader than a doorknob on this base. "Oof!" You looked up and your brain quickly short-circuited. You blinked rapidly, trying to will yourself to think cohesive thoughts as Phoenix's hands shot out to steady you. "Thumper, what are you doing out this late?" You sucked in a breath before your heart rate finally returned to normal and you smiled at her. "Just trying to find a snack before turning in for the night, what about you, what are you doing?" 

She grinned back at you as you tracked your gaze up and down her body, taking in the steaming bag of popcorn in her left hand. "I'm going to go join Duchess for a movie in the common room, want to join us?" You shook your head softly, "She already invited me, I don't really like Star Wars so I'm going to try and make my own fun." She raised her eyebrows with an appalled expression painting her face. "You're a fighter pilot, how do you not like Star Wars?"You shrugged as she placed a hand over her chest in mock horror. You both continued to smile at each other; you knew that Duchess was expecting her, but you didn't want this moment to end. Her mouth parted softly as her tongue shot out to lick her lips, and you hung on to her every breath like a nun in church. 

"Well I should let-" you started at the same time as she started "I should probably get-" You both broke off and began laughing. "I'll let you go," You side stepped from the door's threshold, and she moved past you. Right as your brain was about to begin the highlight reel of everything embarrassing you did or what you should have said, she turned around again to face you. "It was good to see you, have a good night Thumper." You nodded and waved, opening your mouth to reply, but she had already turned and made her way forward towards the common room. 

You were half way through your Twilight Zone episode when you heard a loud knock at your door. You press pause before shutting your laptop down halfway. You hopped off your bed and made your way to the door, expecting someone wanting ask you a question about training or asking you to turn down the volume due to the cardboard thin walls. Instead you were greeted with a red-faced Natasha who had a look in her eyes that you would expect to see on a sailor who had sailed a thousand storms. "What? What's wrong, is everything okay?" You were prepared to call Maverick or the fire department, but instead you found it was much, much worse. "I went to go watch that movie with Duchess, right?" You nodded along to her words. "Right as I was about to open the door I heard Hangman," you cocked your head, sure you knew she couldn't stand the guy, but what about him elicited this kind of reaction? "He and Duchess were playing some sort of truth or dare game. Duchess dared him to fuck her." You blinked, allowing your brain a moment to process the information. "Duchess?" You ask, only growing more confused, "Our Duchess?" She nodded again. "Oh sweet shit," you leaned against the doorway as you heard her silky voice in your head, muttering the words to Hangman. "Okay, give me one second." She raised her eyebrows at you. "You definitely need a drink, well you need to bleach out your brain to forget that experience, but a drink is a start." She huffed out a small laugh, "Give me two seconds to get dressed and then we can go." You shut the door and quickly raced around your room, trying to find your most flattering pair of jeans and your good mascara. You looked in your mirror, nodding quickly before grabbing your phone and opening the door again. You felt your knees go slightly weak at the sight of Phoenix leaning against your doorway as if she didn't have a care in the world. She looked up at you as you tried to shove your hands in your pockets to hide the way they were trembling, cursing womens jeans when you found yourself unable to. "One thing, I don't have a car." You sighed slightly at the statement. "I don't either." You gripped your phone tighter in your hand as you watched Natasha deflate slightly. "Hey wait, Hangman does." She shook her head slightly in confusion. "I'm not following," you raised your eyebrows, grinning as you raised your hand that held your phone. "If he wants to ruin movie night I'm sure he won't mind. Besides, have you seen Duchess workout? He'll be occupied for a while." You lifted your phone and sent Hangman a quick text that you were taking his car and that he "better not get Duchess pregnant or break her heart or you would come for him with a bat" before shutting your door behind you and gesturing for Natasha to walk forward. 

As you placed the keys in the ignition, you placed your arm over the back of Phoenix's seat and put the car in reverse. "You know he calls this thing the Hung-mobile right?" You heard her snort next to you as you moved your arm back onto the wheel and placed the car back into drive. "You're fucking joking, right?" You laughed along with her as you pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road. "I wish, where too?" You smiled as she told you to go to The Hard Deck. You kept trying to sneak glances at her when you were checking the rearview mirror. She reached across the center console and you tensed for a moment before relaxing when you realized she was just turning on the radio. 'I just need closure at this point,' you thought to yourself as you turned the car into the bar parking lot, deflating slightly at the amount of cars. You pulled into the only empty parking spot you could find before turning the car off.

You grabbed your wallet from the cupholder where you had placed it and unbuckle your seatbelt. You looked up when you heard the car door slam, glancing around for Natasha. You jumped slightly when you saw her standing outside your door. She opened it and held out a hand to help you out. You felt your heart race as if someone had shocked you when you grabbed her hand. You didn't let go as she shut your door behind you and led you up to the front door of the bar. 

You raised your eyebrows at the noise that greeted you as you shut the door behind you. You leaned in close, telling yourself it was because you didn't want to lose her in the chaos. Phoenix pushed and shoved her way through the crowd, pulling you behind her. You made your way up to the bar counter, letting her pull you in close to her side. You watched as the bartenders moved around like bees in a hive, trying to make sure everyone's needs were met. You leaned up and placed your hand on Phoenix's shoulder. "See the girl in the blue t-shirt?" You waited for her to nod before continuing, "That's Bradleys lady friend." She turned her head to look at you. You shrugged your shoulders, "Regardless of how much they clean, I wouldn't touch that bar top if I was you." You snickered as she shot out of her seat and backed a step away from the bar. "What has been in the water at this god damned base?" She seethed as she scrubbed at her forearms with her hands. You threw your head back and laughed to the ceiling as a different bartender walked over to grab your order. "I'll do a Coors Edge and whatever she wants." You gestured to Natasha with your head as she walked up to the bar, being conscious to not place her hands down on the wood top. 

Drinks in hand, you both walked over to a secluded table in the corner, trying to avoid the noise to the best of your ability. You touch your bottles together before lifting them to your lips to drink.​​ You placed your bottle down on the table after a small sip and watched in morbid curiosity as Phoenix continued to chug her bottle without making a face. She finally brought the bottle away from her face as she sucked in a deep breath. "Did you ever come here when you were at Top Gun the first time?" You cocked your head at the question. "Almost every weekend. Brought a lot of dates here." She nodded, playing with the rim of her bottle. "These dates, did they like it here?" You raised your eyebrows, confused at what she was getting at. "The guys were okay with it, kind of intimidated by the amount of uniforms. The girls however almost never liked it, wanting to go to some fancy place or another that served wine by the bottle." She nodded along. You lifted your bottle to your mouth, sipping on it and considering the woman in front of you. She didn't say anything as you continued to drink. You set your drink back down on the table, 'fuck it,' you thought. No time like the present. "Natasha, are you gay?" 

She choked on her drink, struggling to get the liquid down her throat before placing hers down on the table as well. She lifted her hand to her face, using the back of her palm to wipe off her mouth. "Did you not know that?" You flipped your hands towards the ceiling in confusion. "Was I supposed to know that?" She began to laugh and you only grew more confused. "Everyone and their great aunt knows I'm a raging lesbian." You sighed before huffing out a laugh, "Well everyone but you apparently." You rolled your eyes playfully. "Wait," she starts, "you're gay too right?" You gaped at her. "I literally just confirmed that I date women Natasha, are you shitting me?" She threw her head back and laughed from deep in her body. "Natasha, the moment Duchess introduced me to you I was deeply into you." She stopped laughing and turned to look at you, "Don't fuck with me, are you serious?" You stuck your chin out as you nodded. She picked up her drink and quickly finished it, slamming it back down onto the table with a little more force than necessary. "Let's go." She stood up and held out her hand to you. "Phoenix, we literally just got here." She shook her head, "And now we're leaving, let's go." You grabbed your beer and quickly drained it, before placing your hand in hers. She held your hands above her head as she led you to the bar, paying for both of your drinks before leading you out. 

You went to reach for your door but gasped as Phoenix grabbed your shoulder and spun you around, pinning you by your hips to the side of the car. She leaned in close, nudging your nose with hers. "Is this okay," she whispered to you. You nodded feverously, moaning as she brought her lips down to yours. You moved your hands from your sides to her neck, grasping your wrist behind her head. She moved and you chased her, not wanting this moment to end but wanting to continue on. She finally broke away and moved her lips down to your jaw, then your neck as you reached around blindly for the handle to the back. You finally managed to grip the handle, pulling it open as Phoenix continued her assault on your neck. You walked backwards, and she followed you, never breaking her contact with your skin. You giggled as your knees hit the back seat and buckled, causing you to fall across the back seat. You scooched backward and brought your body fully into the car, sitting up as Phoenix followed you and shut the door behind her. 

She gripped the back of your head and continued to kiss down your neck, as you fumbled blindly with her pants. She straddled your lap as you managed to pull her pants down halfway before giving up. You brought your hands up to her chest and pressed them on her shoulders. "Wait, baby, stop." She sat up, looking at you, craning her neck in the cramped back seat. "Jake would be pissed if he found out that we fucked in the back seat of his car that we took without asking." She sighed in acknowledgement. "Let's go back to base, return the car, and do something fun." She shook her head in amusement before reaching back to pull her pants up and crawl backwards to open the door. She held her hand out for you again and you used it to pull yourself up as you crawled out. You opened the front door and got yourself situated, turning to make sure Natasha was doing okay before turning the car on and backing out of the parking lot. As you turned on to the main road you swear that out of the corner of your eye you saw a distinct shade of blue pull into your old parking spot. 

You struggled to get Phoenix's jacket off as she grabbed your face in her hands, following your lips as you tried to draw back and get the stupid jacket off. She reached behind her and twisted open your doorknob; walking backwards, you trailed behind her, kicking the door shut behind you. You finally slipped off her jacket and threw it behind you as her hands reached up under your shirt. She continued to walk backwards until she hit your bed and fell backwards, taking you with her. You fell on top of her; you broke away from her lips, kissing down her neck as you lifted the hem of her shirt. She placed one strong hand on your back as she sat up. You continued to kiss and suck your mark into her neck, only stopping when her shirt got in the way as she pulled it up and off her head. 

She reached down and popped open the button on your jeans. She pulled the zipper down before grabbing them by the sides and pulling them down your legs. She kneeled to the floor, following your pants as she dragged them down your legs. She kissed down your thighs as she wiggled your jeans off of your ankles and threw them somewhere on your floor. Your back arched slightly as she played with the hem of your underwear. "Can these come off too?" You nodded from your place on the bed. "Yes, Natasha, please!" You couldn't even bother to be embarrassed at the tone of your voice. She slid your underwear down your legs as well, spreading them when she dropped them on your floor. She placed her hands under your knees, pulling your legs up and over her shoulders. "You might want to hold onto something." You lift your head up from your place on the bed to question her, but don't get the chance as she places her mouth to your clit and any thought you had is replaced by moans and whimpers. You can tell that Natasha has definitely done this before because you'd never felt this good in your life. She sucks and bites and kisses like a god. She breaks away and you whine, your hips bucking up as you try to follow her mouth. "Could any of those fancy wine girls do this to you?" You shake your head rapidly, "No, no! Only you Natasha. Only you." She raises her eyebrows in content before whispering, "Good girl." She bites the inside of your thigh before continuing her assault on your core. You toss your head back in desperation as you feel your muscles contract and spasm when she doesn't stop. You can feel your entire body getting smaller, your center of gravity expanding as the feeling deep inside grows until it is all consuming. "Go ahead, baby, it's okay you can let go." You groan as you finally fall off the cliff. Your vision goes white and you swear that you've reached the peak of your life. It was only downhill from this point forward. 

As your vision returns and the feeling begins to subside, you shudder at the feeling of a gentle massage on the sides of your thighs. "Hey, love, welcome back." You smile as Natasha kisses you, whining slightly as she breaks away. "Just taking off my clothes, sweetheart." You settle as you feel her come up next to you in your bed. "Wait, Natasha let me take care of you." You reach your hands across your body to feel hers, but stop as she grabs your wrist and returns it to your side. "There'll be plenty of time for that later, for now just let me hold you." You draw away from her, confused. She notes your expression. "I could've had you all this time and I wasted it because I couldn't work up the courage to ask you so just, just let my heart recuperate. Let me have this." You nod before tucking yourself back into her side. You let your eyes fall closed as she presses a soft kiss to your forehead. You were more than happy to get used to this. 

#F and F universe #Top Gun Maverick #Phoenix x reader #phoenix x you #phoneix x yn #natasha trace #top gun phoenix #natasha trace x reader #natasha trace x female reader #natasha trace x you #natasha trace x yn

[midsummernightwrites]

phoenix as your wife headcannons

pairing: natasha “phoenix” trace x female reader

word count: 1k

warnings: none this is just some fluffy headcannons about being married to the most beautiful female aviator 

Ever since you saw Lt. Natasha Trace across the way at the Hard Deck, you knew you wanted to marry her

You had been helping your friend Penny out by bartending on busier nights and when Phoenix walked in, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her and you caught her checking you out more than once

The two of you talked throughout the night and she walked you home after your shift

From their you dated for a few years before you were engaged and married

Side headcannon for the proposal but you both decided you wanted to propose around the same time and were each planning your own proposal. The two of you went away on a weekend trip and Phoenix planned a sunrise hike for the two of you. At the top, she got down on one knee to ask you

Phoenix: “Y/N, when we first met, I didn’t know where our relationship would go. I never expected that you would completely change my world in so many ways. You’ve taught me so much about love and there is no one else I feel more myself around. You have brought so much light into my world and I want to be by your side for the rest of our lives. So, Y/N L/N, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife and marry me?”

Much to her confusion, instead of answering right away, you knelt down with her, holding her hand in front of you while tears fell down your face. “Natasha, I would love nothing more than to be your wife, especially since I get to call you mine.”

You pulled out your own engagement ring and Phoenix started crying as well. You had planned to propose later on that morning by the gardens at your hotel but she beat you to it.

You put the rings on each other and cried and laughed

Everyone back home knew you were both planning on proposing and were anxiously waiting to see who got on one knee first

You had a small wedding with all your close family and friends and it was the perfect day

For your honeymoon, you went to Italy and spent half of the time being tourists together and the other half locked away in your rental on the Lake Como

You love spending any time you can together, especially since both of y’all can be busy with work

Every day that both of you are home around the same time, you go on a walk together by the beach and just talk about your days or even just enjoy quiet time together

You love your domestic life together and love being able to drink your coffee on the porch together in the morning and stay up late talking and cuddling in bed

You work out together when you can but Natasha is the more athletic one out of the two of you. You spend half the time just admiring how hot she and Phoenix knows it and definitely teases a bit

Natasha isn’t afraid to be protective over you and you always feel safe around her

Especially when she’s a bit tipsy, she likes showing others that you’re her girl

Her favorite thing is slipping her hand in your back pocket at the bar and whispering compliments and dirty thoughts in your ear

She loves to receive words of affirmation just as much as she likes to praise you

She practically melts when you go up to her and whisper in her ear how beautiful she is or how hot it was when she kicked hangman’s ass during pool

You told her once how inspiring she was and she cried

One thing Phoenix is grateful for is how vulnerable she can be around you

You both struggled with this at first when your relationship got more serious since she was used to being independent and acting tough around others and you had a more open personality and weren’t as hesitant with letting people see different sides of you

While you could always tell she was holding back a bit, there was on instance where you knew she wasn’t telling you something and she kept brushing your concern aside until you snapped

“This isn’t how a relationship is supposed to work Natasha! You need to be able to trust me and confide in me. I can’t help if you don’t let me in!”

You told her you had nothing more to say until she started trusting you more and then gave her the silent treatment

It was a bit petty you could admit but it got the job done

Now she really finds comfort in the fact that she can be so open with you and isn’t afraid to be

She loves to surprise you with your favorite things and is always coming home with your favorite flowers or some desserts from your favorite bakery or tickets to get away for the night at your favorite place

Since she used to struggle with verbally sharing how she felt, she likes to show it through her actions and you really appreciate how much thought and love she puts into all of her actions

Her favorite pet name for you used to be sunshine since you bring so much light into her life and it was reserved for when the two of you were alone

Now that you’re married she does love calling you Mrs. Trace when you’re alone

The two of you weren’t sure if you wanted to have kids and never really talked about it. You were both content with your jobs and your life together with the two of you

I feel like down the line if Natasha retired or switched to a teaching position in the Navy, you two would train and become foster parents because you have the resources to help kids in that position

If there was a situation where reunification wasn’t an option for a kiddo and adoption was the best solution, you two would do it after a lot of discussions around it mainly due to fear around being good adoptive parents

I picture you two adopting a middle school aged girl

You and Natasha balance each other so well and always support one another and you can’t imagine a life without your wife by your side

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hi!! do you think you can do hcs for dating phoenix (as a female) <3

Y'all I went to sleep for like maybe 7 hours and I came back to my tumblr blown the fuck up thank you so so so much! I've gotten hella requests for phoenix so I'm combining these two. This is a continuation of the headcanon I did last night about Phoenix asking you out. Oh also minors please fuck right on off theres smut in these headcanons, it's marked though so feel free to read up until it says "NSFW headcanons" :)

-Whew lord -okay so after she asked you out and left you stuttering on that beach -you guys made plans to meet that following friday -you expected her to take you to a hole in the wall bar and potentially cheap out on drinks -BOY WERE YOU WRONG -She took you to this fancy ass beachside restaurant -and REFUSED to let you pay for anything -When she took you home that night you invited her inside for a “movie” -you lasted about ten minutes before you ended up on top of her -After about 15 minutes of making out you asked her if she wanted to go upstairs -“I don’t want you to think I’m only in this for the sex” -HUH -You nodded and just kept kissing her on your couch until she eventually decided that she had to go -after that the rest is history

-Y’all moved so damn fast in this relationship it wasn’t even funny -like by maybe the third date she’s already asking to call you her girlfriend -She always has to open doors for you -be it car doors, the door to your house, the door to the fridge in a 7-11 at 2 am on a tuesday -if there's a door shes opening it for you -says that just because you’re dating a woman doesn’t mean you don’t deserve chivalry -Her favorite type of beer would be bud lite sorry I don’t make the rules -you obviously know that from her frequenting at your bar -so randomly you start keeping 6-packs in your fridge -she never questions it but you know it means a lot to her -Phoenix is relatively average height (5’7) -but I feel like when shes not in uniform she would dress in straight jeans and large t-shirts -you would steal these whenever you sleep over at her place and just randomly start wearing them -it makes her literally FERAL to see you in her clothes -I feel like lots of the top gun team would try and hit on you too -so when you start showing up to work in her old ratty t-shirts she gets so secretly happy -speaking of phoenix being possessive she would definitely make out with you in the bar on your breaks -You would ask her to try and be a little more lowkey but she is so obsessed with everyone knowing you’re hers

NSFW headcanons -Oh my god does this girl know how to make you feel things you didn’t think possible -Lots of people say that she's a top but I feel like she could definitely be a switch but her bottoming is kinda rare and when she does its more of like a power bottom type vibe -toys are her team mate not her enemy -she's definitely into some lowkey bdsm but nothing super serious -If you call her something other than her name in bed she’s a goner -but don’t call her phoenix -that's just not her thing -callsigns in bed bother her -She definitely get off from getting you off -would eat you out for hours -either it's hard core edging or hard core overstimulation -She is definitely the queen of aftercare -making sure you’re hydrated before anything else -she's got washcloths and fruit snacks on deck too -lots of cuddles and kisses -this girl loves you so damn much

#top gun requests #top gun: maverick #phoenix x reader #phoenix x you #phoenix x yn #natasha trace x reader #robins topgun sleepover

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hi! would love to see any phoenix x reader content tbh. fluff, angst, smut. do whatever you like <3

AHHHHH! She was literally one of my favorite characters I just related to her so so much. Also she was definitely gay. Here's a little headcanon for you! You work at the Hard Deck and fall for Phoenix but you're scared to ask her out because you don't know if she's gay. Fem!reader

-Okay so basically -when Phoenix first walks into that bar it almost feels like you can’t breathe -it’s like a gay awakening all over -you had a very strict rule against dating fighter pilots that was drilled into your head by Penny -you completely forgot about that rule though as she walked up to your bar and ordered three bud lights for herself and her friends. -Whew buddy you were sold from that point forward -You laughed along with her (and the rest of the bar) as Maverick got thrown out of the bar and sang under your breath as Rooster played on the piano. -You hoped you would see her again as your night came to a close -She was at your bar so much more than you anticipated

-everytime you poured her a beer your heart grew -then you would turn around and see her laughing with Hangman or hugging on Rooster and completely abandoning your thought process. -this went on for several weeks until that fateful day -Maverick asked Penny if they could use the small sliver of beach that the bar owned to play something called “Dogfight football.” When she simply raised her eyes at the request he also mentioned buying half a keg worth of beer for his team and she was sold. -Penny knew about your crush and specifically requested that you work on cleaning up the unused outside deck -penny is the real wingman tbh -You were sitting at the table watching the team play -you tried to keep your eyes on the ball but they kept drifting to Phoenix -You heard a loud whistle shrill and you snapped back to focus as Phoenix walked towards you -You blinked to clear out the haze from your eyes and you smiled softly at her about to get up and go get her a glass of Bud when she wiped some sweat from her brow, her abs contracting as she did so -You felt your mouth go dry -”Hey, random question,” -You blinked a few times, giving your brain some time to catch up to what she was saying -”Sure what's up?” -”Do you want to go on a date with me?” -exCUSE YOU -You stuttered for a moment because up until two seconds ago you didn’t even know if she was into women, let alone you -She raised her eyebrow as you finally blurted out a “Yes! Yes, that sounds amazing!” -She nodded and put her number into your phone, texting herself before telling you that she’d text you at the end of the day to get plans for this week. -She walked away leaving you dumbfounded -So you now had a date

#top gun requests #top gun maverick #phoenix x reader #natasha trace x reader #phoenix x you #phoenix x yn

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random thumper and phoenix headcanons

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x Reader (callsign thumper) Kill the Engines A/N: I literally haven't been able to sleep since I got back from dropping Will off so I figured I would throw down a few headcanons to get my mind to stop spinning. I love shooting the shit with @clints-lucky-arrow about random Thumper headcanons and figured y"all could enjoy a few. These are in no way meant to influence your reading experience these are just my thoughts on Thumper as a separate character. She's incredibly southern

Whenever Duchess does a dumb maneuver or something without telling her first she hits the back of her seat

taps her foot when she needs an outlet for her emotions

uses men's body wash

she has a bat stuffed animal on her bed that she will turn around to face the wall when Phoenix comes to hang out in her room or whateva

Will Ice people on their birthday

She's an officiant

is one of those cool chicks who has a ton of different rings

She came from a huge Marine family and wanted to do something different

Loves cuddle puddles with duchess and phoenix

had a prank war one time with fanboy and payback that ended with them having to wash everyone's planes

loves bubble tea

is incredibly mean to Hagman once he starts dating duchess. Calls him things like "sweet little virgin" or will say to him "well once you have sex you'll understand"

Is incredibly shy/quiet to people she doesn't know so people are surprised when they get to know her and realize how sassy she is

taught herself how to play the guitar

had asthma as a child

likes smutty romance novels

has had incredibly deep conversations with bob about restraints during sex #bobfucks crew I see you

has a tattoo on her hip of the nautical star that phoenix loves kissing

when she was at top gun the first time she impulsively cut her own hair

can't spell to save her life

has done a karaoke routine to "I Want It That Way" by the backstreet boys with Bradley. They were both incredibly drunk. Yes Duchess has a video. She's submitted it multiple times to the official navy instagram page.

Wants to fly with the blue angels at least once in her career

has almost all of the pitch perfect riff offs memorized

almost every time she goes to the beach she will quote that one Anakin Skywalker sand bit. Phoenix hates it.

Drives a lifted truck purley for irony purposes

First job was a holiday elf at the mall

she has a picture of her, phoenix, and duchess in her suit breast pocket

#top gun requests #top gun maverick #top gun phoenix #phoenix top gun #phoenix x reader #bobfucks #natasha trace x reader #phoenix x you #phoenix x yn #natasha trace x you #natasha trace x yn #natasha phoenix trace x reader #phoenix headcanons #top gun headcanons

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You had been preparing for this your whole career and now, you suddenly aren't ready Previous Part f&f masterlist warnings: mentions of the reader having a family and good relationship with her parents, mentions of reader having hair, fears of death, angst, sadness, batman vs. superman slander. A/N: This takes place during @clints-lucky-arrow drabble Engaging Defensive Maneuvers and the night before the mission. This is some serious angst that came from discovering that my husbands being deployed next week, no I will not be apologizing.

The moment Maverick walked into the classroom, you could tell something was different. His posture was straighter and he was lacking the joyous look that normally lingered in his eyes. You looked over at Duchess with an unspoken question in your eyes. She shrugs back at you before leaning her chin in the palm of her hand. Something was definitely up.

"-Duchess and Thumper." You felt your head snap up. You had already been hanging onto the edge of your seat when he called Phoenix's name, but now that you knew that you were going into the belly of the beast as well, a ringing took up your ears. You stared at Maverick, even as he dismissed you. You continued to stare as Bradley didn't even bother to gather his things, running out of the classroom and towards the parking lot, no doubt. Hangman turned around to look at Duchess briefly, but she was stuck in the same state as you, speechless. Finally, Jake stands up and with one last fleeting glance towards Duchess, he leaves the room. You hear the seat next to you shift as Duchess stands up and places a hand on your shoulder, squeezing tightly before leaving the room and you alone with your thoughts.

Your first thought was to call your family, tell them that you loved them. Your father would know what was up immediately, being a military man himself. You couldn't bring yourself to press the green button; didn't want the potential last time they ever heard your voice for it to be filled with fear. You dragged a hand over your face, you couldn't think straight. You couldn't think at all. You turned off your phone and placed it face down on the table. You looked over to the small desk in your room, sighing at the small pile of books that had been gathering over the past few weeks. You didn't want to leave them unfinished, but you knew the words wouldn't make contact in your brain. Bob would like some of them; maybe you could leave them for him and Banshee to read together. 'God this is not working,' you knew the nature of the mission when you accepted it; this was the spot you had been fighting for the entirety of your training. For the entirety of your career. And now that it's in front of your face, you can't seem to grab it with both hands. This was a clear shot at promotion. And you couldn't even fucking think right.

You opened the door to the common room, relaxing slightly when you realized no one was there. Bob was in the medbay with Banshee, Rooster was off to see his bartender. Duchess was probably with Hangman, and Phoenix went to bed early. You had four hours until you wanted to be in bed. Four hours to be alone with your thoughts. You sat down on the couch before grabbing the TV remote. You turned on the TV hoping something sentimental or important would be on. You flipped through the channels for three minutes before sighing when you realized it was only soap operas and home cooking shows. You turn on a random movie before settling down and allowing the noise to force your racing thoughts out of your brain. You allowed the dark lighting and senseless effects to overtake your vision and force out and ideas of what could potentially happen. Every time you blinked you saw your engines failing, the missiles detecting you, your radar failing. You shook out your head and tried to turn back to the movie, but before you could even allow your thoughts to deter you felt tears begin to slip down your face. You moved your hand up to wipe them away, but they just kept flowing. You couldn't focus on anything else. Tonight was potentially your last night on Earth. There were still so many things you had left to do; you hadn't bought a home, you'd never had shower sex, failed at putting together an Ikea bedframe with your loved one, you'd never kissed under the stars. You couldn't think, you couldn't breathe; everything seemed to blur together; the room began to spin and, and-

"Thumper, hey Thumper! Breathe, Dude, breathe." He placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. "What's wrong?" You lifted a hand toward your face to wipe away at some of the tears that had gathered. "I've never finished shampoo and conditioner at the same time. I don't have a favorite ice cream flavor. I've never smoked, I want to try it at least once. I've never told Natasha I love her." Coyote began to rub his hand up and down your back. "Well that's okay, I'm sure that-" You squeezed your eyes and just saw your plane going down, over, and over again. "No, no it's not okay! This could be my last night on Earth, the last movie I ever watch, and it's fucking Batman vs. Superman!" He pursed his lips as he looked at you. He grabbed the remote off of the coffee table in front of you and switched off the TV. "Come on," he held out his hand to you and you just stared at him. "What?" He put his hand out further to you. "I'm taking you to Phoenix and I won't hear a word about it." You opened your mouth and he held out his hand even further. You shut your mouth and took his hand. He led you silently out of the common room and into the dorm's hall. You both stopped in front of Natashas door. He let go of your hand and turned to walk away, and you turned in the opposite direction. "What-no, I brought you here for a reason." You turned back to face him. "She went to bed early, wanted to wake up in the morning with a clear head. I'm not begging her to put up with me." He raised his eyebrows at you. "She's your girlfriend. If that word means something she shouldn't mind." Before you could open your mouth to stop him, he raised his fist and wrapped it gently against Natashas door. He grabbed onto your shoulder and squeezed, giving you no space to run away. She opened the door a moment later; her hair wasn't even down yet. Coyote turned to look at you with a smug expression, as if to say 'told you so,' before turning back to Natasha. "Thumpers having some understandable big emotions and wanted to see you." You rolled your eyes before grunting as he pushed you through the door. You stumble before Natasha rights you, pulling you into her chest before leveling a well-meaning glare at Coyote. "Have a good night, ladies." He snickered slightly before shutting the door.

Natasha shakes her head slightly before pulling away from you. "Want to sleep in here tonight?" You nod against her before breaking your embrace and walking over to the bed. Ever since that night you had confessed to Natasha you'd slept in here, but tonight it felt different, more intimate. You sat down on the mattress, bending over to remove your shoes before taking off your clothes. You wanted any remainder of your job off your body for the rest of the night. You listen as Phoenix removes the various bobby pins holding her hair in place before bringing it down and over her shoulders. You crack your neck into place, a nervous habit of yours, as she walks over from her desk and comes to stand in front of you. She places her knee between yours and gently parts your legs, coming to stand between them. You continued to look at the floor, attempting to gather your swimming thoughts before she placed her hand underneath your chin and tilted your head up to her. Her eyes melt as she places a kiss to your forehead and leans on you, forcing you down onto the mattress. She rolls off of you and onto her side, bringing you up next to her. You both spend a minute getting under her various blankets and settle into each other before finally relaxing as best as you could. You lift up your hand to her cheek, grabbing a strand of her hair and twirling it around your finger, trying your best to avoid eye contact. "Baby, will you talk to me, please." The desperation in her voice almost breaks the mental dam that you've been constructing since your name was muttered from Mavericks mouth. "I'm just scared." She tilts her head before nestling in closer, "You've been flying with Duchess for years, you know she'll do everything in her power to bring you both back home." You feel your throat quiver as you open your mouth, expecting to explain your thoughts or continue to spew things that you hadn't even thought about but now realize you'd never done. "You know I never told you I loved you." Your eyes widen slightly, but you don't give yourself time to think about it. "It's true, I've loved you since the moment we talked in here after the bar, but I never got around to saying it." She sighs, pressing her chin to the crown of your head. "I know, that's all that matters is that I know." You feel a tear slip down your cheek and you hurriedly wipe it away. "Have you called your family yet?" You shook your head against her chest. "They'd see right through me. My mother would be madder than a wet hen if she knew." She hums. That's one of the reasons you love her. She doesn't try and push you, or discredit your beliefs. She just knows. "Let's try and get some sleep, we can't do anything to change it now. Let's just be together and know that we'll do our best." You deflate slightly before breaking away from her hold. You turn around so that you're facing the wall and grip Phoenix's hand and it encircles your waist. The moment your head hits the pillow, you're out.

Your eyes fluttered open as you felt your phone vibrate next to you. You scramble to turn off the alarm, not wanting to wake up Phoenix. You cracked your neck before reaching down to where Natasha was still hugging your waist. You reached down and placed your hand underneath hers, breaking her hold as softly as possible. She stirs slightly and you stop your movements. She turns over onto her other side and you release your breath. Grabbing your phone, you slowly inch your way out of bed. You turn one last time to look at Phoenix, wanting to remember this moment. You make quick work of gathering your shoes and clothes, not even bothering to get dressed. You looked around the room one last time, not allowing yourself to stall over Natasha. You nodded when you deemed it okay and made your way out the door, making sure to close it quietly. You opened the door to your dorm room, raising your eyebrows at how neat it looked. You hadn't spent more than fifteen minutes a day here in a while. You shut the door behind you, dropping your pile of clothes next to you before making your way to your desk. You move aside the pile of books and notes before opening one of the two drawers attached to the desk, and you pull out a stack of paper and some envelopes. You placed those on your desk and grabbed a pen before shutting the drawer. You opened your phone and went to the list you had made last night. You slowly worked your way through your family, starting with your dad and how much he meant to you and how he inspired you to join the navy. Your mom and how she taught you to never take anyones shit and how to make an amazing casserole. You wrote to your siblings and talked of fond memories and gave them advice that they would hopefully carry with them. After each letter you folded them up and placed them into an envelope. You moved down the list to Rooster, how he should never stop loving his bartender; Hangman, how he never failed to make you laugh at his stupidity; and Duchess, you thanked her for years of flying filled with laughter and memories. As your stack of letters grew, your eyes moistened. You tried to wipe away the tears, taking in a big breath before steeling your nerves for the final letter. You didn't even think about the words as they came from your pen to the paper. You felt something drip onto the paper and you paid it no attention as you signed the end with your name, sealing it in the envelope and writing her name on the end. You added it to your stack, before crossing her name off at the end. You fired off a quick text to Hangman, telling him to meet you in the hall in three minutes, before you turned off your phone and placed it on your desk. You grabbed a random pair of shorts from the floor and pulled them on before grabbing your letters and making your way to the door.

"Thumper, what the fuck is this?" He looked cautiously at the stack of envelopes in your hand. "Call it Plan B." He raised his eyebrows before taking the letters from you. "What do you want me to do with them?" You smiled slightly as he tucked them under his arm. "In case I don't make it back, give them to whoever's name is on the envelope. Ask Cyclone for my family's addresses." He looked appalled. "What, no, Thumper you're going to make it back." You tilted your head softly. "Please, Jake." He seemed to deflate at the use of his name before backing away slightly. "I'll keep them and then tonight after you get back we're going to toss them into the ocean." You nodded at him, whispering your quiet thanks before turning around and going back to your room. With each step you took, the more it hit you that this was happening, that this was real.

You pulled on your flight suit, making sure everything was in the right place before tugging on your shoes and tying them much tighter than normal. You spent an unnecessary amount of time on your hair, doing the same hairstyle you had been doing for years. You place everything back in its spot before dragging out all your storage bins to somewhere more visible in case someone needs to pack up your stuff for you. You glanced briefly at your reflection before looking away. It was possibly the last time you saw your own face; you didn't want to remember it frightened and uncertain. You took one last look at your room before opening the door, time to go to work.

Natasha, You asked me once, when we were stationed together about a year ago, if I ever had any dreams beyond the Navy, I told you that the Navy was all I had left to dream. When I told you that I had been deeply into you from the moment I met you, I meant it. I love you so much and it would take more than all of the words in every language, written and unwritten, for me to describe it to you. It's crazy how you never realize how much someone can change your life in so little time until you reflect back on it. I never want you to open this letter and realize how much of a sap I am, but I know that if you do there's nothing that could've been done. I want to keep it brief because there's so much I have left to say to you and so much we have left to do, but regardless of what happens tomorrow, please understand that I love you. I will always love you and when we meet in the next life I will love you there too. Natasha, you were my dream. And I need you to know that, and if you read this, go be the dream I thought of. All my love, Thumper

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