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callsignhoney · 2 years

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being phoenix’s back seater ➤

pairing ➤ platonic!natasha "phoenix" trace x reader

genre ➤ angst, fluff

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you and phoenix hail from the same squadron

the black aces

she hasn’t known you for long

you’re pretty young for a wso, all things considered

it was kind of a combination of your youth and your sometimes annoying but mostly endearing curiosity that led phoenix to adoring you as she does now

however, this affection was not immediate

for a while you were convinced she hated you

and maybe she did a little bit

you were replacing her former back seater who had been with her since flight school all those years ago but was leaving the navy to start a family

in came you: fresh out of tech school and way too eager

you didn’t know her routines, her patterns

you had little to no field experience and hadn’t even been in a plane all that much prior to getting stationed with her

you were lacking in every department except for theoretical knowledge

you were not her partner

for a long time the two of you upheld this kind of grumpy senior officer, overeager newbie type relationship

you struggled fitting in with the others at first

you were nerdy and awkward and talked too much but you really meant well and were always willing to learn

that had to count for something, right?

you were the comic relief for your squadron

you were happy to be

you didn’t care if they laughed at you, at least you made them smile

the bullying wasn’t actual bullying

it was teasing at best

like giving your siblings crap for just existing

your team saw and appreciated that you really were trying

to learn to do your job

to learn how to work as a team

to be their friend

to be phoenix’s friend

you thought she was the coolest person you’d ever met

so calm, so level headed, so precise and succinct and talented

she’d been to top gun!!

she was so cool and you would have done anything for her to just like you

but phoenix

she genuinely held disdain for you

you thought it was all just a joke and that made her dislike you even more

she was ranting about you one night a couple months after you had joined the squadron

it was later on in the evening and you’d heard some of your squad was drinking in the common room

you were barely old enough to drink but you finally could, so you decided to join them

you arrived just in time to hear phoenix ranting about you and how incapable and annoying you were

(phoenix) they just don’t know how to do anything, they’re practically useless. they think everything’s a joke. they never stop talking just on and on and on like they don’t know how to shut up and just do their fucking job. i get a migraine just thinking about them half the time

you did not join them for a drink

in fact, you did not join them for anything after hearing what phoenix had to say about you and the murmur of half-drunk agreements given by your cohorts

you let the distance between yourself and the others grow back to what it once was, no longer fighting a one-sided battle to cross that gap and be accepted by them all

you stopped talking

and

to be completely honest

it terrified phoenix

there was radio silence from you unless you were telling her a trajectory or a location or some useful piece of info

she thought she’d be relieved the day you finally stopped chattering away the entire time you two were in the air but really it was unsettling

it was too quiet

she didn’t like the deafening silence without you filling it with pointless stories and anecdotes, little comments about how pretty the sky was or how cool a maneuver she’d just done was

she thought you might be sick with how suddenly your demeanor changed

she asked you about it once you were back on the ground from patrol

(phoenix) hey, are you sick or something?

(you) what? no, why?

(phoenix) you’re just weirdly quiet today. i’m not used to being able to hear myself think

this continued for several days

after months of nonstop chatter and excitement from you

after all of the energy and passion you had, all the life you had given this team

the squad felt desolate when you withdrew

like something had scooped out the core of the unit and left it hollow

the whole squadron was worried about you

you had just gotten….. quiet

very quickly, phoenix realized just how much she actually loved your personality

you weren’t always the most serious, but you could make anyone laugh

you were this light that burned so brightly and could make anyone’s day a thousand times better

you weren’t the best at your job, but you were still new and you were trying

you were trying

and she had hated you for it

that wasn’t fair to you, and she was incredibly ashamed of how she had treated you

she didn't know how to address it for a while

she hadn't realized you'd heard her that night and was incredibly concerned that smth had happened to you to make you this quiet and withdrawn

idk maybe a family member died or you were struggling w mental health, she really had no idea

she just knew that she was worried about you

she cared about you

she had tried to keep a distance between you two bc she didn't want to replace someone who had been her best friend

she didn't want to move on from what had been so comfortable with her last wso but yet here you were

weaseling into a little place in her heart and doing your goddamn best

the others were just as worried as she was

whenever she brought you up to them they had no answers; no one knew what happened to make you start acting like this

she started by being gentler with you

she didn't demand or expect things of you that you wouldn't know

not because you were incapable, but because you were learning

she tried to be more helpful, explain things more patiently

she started spending some time with you while off duty, being more friendly in general

she wanted you to know she was reaching out a hand

and you were confused as all hell

hadn’t phoenix just said that she couldn’t stand you and now she was being nice??

it didn’t add up

you let it go for a while

then she was asking to get a drink with you on a night off like it was totally normal for the two of you to go out together

(you) are you feeling okay?

(phoenix) yeah, why?

(you) you’ve just been… really nice lately

(phoenix, laughing) what? is it that weird that i want to grab a drink together? am i not allowed to be nice to you?

(you) it’s just kind of weird considering….

(phoenix) considering what?

you mumbled out a little confession of eavesdropping that night

phoneix’s face just dropped

she hadn’t really meant that

she wasn’t really annoyed at you, she was annoyed at losing her friend

she was holding a grudge for something that was not your fault and she shouldn’t have been upset about

you just happened to be the easiest thing to make a scapegoat

and you thought she hated you

(phoenix) god shit i’m so stupid. i am so dumb. i didn’t— i’m sorry you heard that i was just—

(you) you were just speaking your mind but it’s fine. i know i’m loud and annoying and overeager—

(phoenix) no! no. those are literally everyone’s favorite things about you!

(you) people like…. that i’m annoying??

(phoenix) yes, to be honest. it’s endearing in a weird way that i still don’t understand. but how talkative you are and how curious you are and how fucking smart you are, it just makes you an amazing person. i’m sorry it took me so long to see it

you went out to drink with her

there were a couple others from the squadron there too

one of them shot a text to the group chat without you in it (y/n supporters anonymous) along with a picture of you beaming while a group of people laughed at something you said

[21:41] they’re back, ladies and gents

you went back to your normal self

your playful banter while up in the air was a sound for sore ears

you made hours long flights so much more bearable

yes, you were genuinely annoying sometimes but you were still one of the funniest, most welcoming, friendliest people phoenix had ever known

you

well

you became phoenix’s best friend

in an “agent of chaos” x “mom friend” kind of say

anyone looking at the two of you would think that phoenix can’t stand you

but she can, she does, and she will continue to

anyone who has a problem with you can go through her

you are her pain in the ass

no one else gets to say anything about it

a prime example:

hangman

hangman happened to be coming through the base your squadron was calling home for a couple months

you ran into him and went on one of your ramblings about how the double seater f18’s had to be engineered to be able to keep up with the single seat planes during missions despite the extra weight and size of having to fit a second person in the cockpit

he was later complaining to phoenix about “some smart ass kid who wasted ten minutes of my time talking to me about some engineering bullshit for the f/a-18f that i couldn’t care less about”

in walks you from afar

(hangman) god, hide me, i cannot deal with this annoying kid again

(phoenix) i know you’re not talking about y/c/s. i know damn well you’re not talking about my back seater

she shut that down real fast

then stuck hangman with you for a considerably longer tangent about some other nerdy engineering thing you know about f18’s just to make him suffer

hey

being annoying comes in handy sometimes

especially if it irritates hangman

you went to top gun yourself eventually

you were paired with a wso-less pilot and spent your time working together as a team

you’re still good friends with beluga but he just doesn’t compare to flying w phoenix

eventually phoenix gets called back to top gun, along with 11 other graduates

you are not among those chosen

phoenix tells you the details she can, including that she’s been assigned a new back seater for whatever mission they’re training for

(phoenix) his name’s bob. literally just bob. like his actual name is his call sign. he’s hilarious, a little shy but sweet. i think i can make it work

you were immediately terrified of getting replaced

she got along so well with bob right off the bat

you had to fight for months for her to just tolerate your presence

she spoke of him so highly, how he was able to so quickly fall into rhythm with her

he was literally everything you weren’t when you first got assigned to the black aces

capable, talented, easy to get along with

the best of the best

you hadn’t even met the guy and you felt like you would never be able to compare to him

phoenix got chosen to fly the mission

you never doubted that she wouldn’t

she came home safe and eventually flew back to the squadron

the black aces went out the night she came back, celebrating her return at a bar your squad often frequented

you felt so out of place

you were happy for her, proud of her

of course you were

and you were elated to have her back

but

you’d gotten it in your head that you weren’t good enough

good enough to be pheonix’s back seater

good enough to be a wso

to be in your squad

to do what you do

who are you to do these things and to have people rely on you when you could so easily let them down? when there are so many better options?

phoenix noticed your change in demeanor the second you hesitated to hug her while picking her up from the airport

that is not y/n behavior

you should have been skidding to a stop, throwing the car in park, jumping out of the driver’s seat, and racing to tackle her in a hug

maybe she’d become a little greedy with your affection

maybe she’d gotten too used to your undying admiration

but she knew something was going on

she cornered you at the bar when you wandered away from the group

(phoenix) what’s wrong?

(you) what? nothing’s wrong. why would anything be wrong????

(phoenix) y/c/s

that was really all it took for you to spill your guts and all your insecurities to her

she had this internal conflict of deciding whether to laugh bc of how absurd you sounded or to let her heart shatter a little at how easily you believed she’d replace you

instead she did the good thing and gave you the assurance you desperately needed

anyone else, she would not have been as gentle

but this is you we’re talking about

that soft spot she’d developed wouldn’t let her react any differently

(phoenix) i’m not gonna replace you. you’re my back seater, y/c/s. you are. and that’s not gonna change just bc i was stationed somewhere else for two weeks. we’re a team, y/n. you understand?

(you) yeah,,,,,,, it’s weird hearing you call me by my first name

(phoenix) and i will never be doing it again

phoenix is all tough love but there’s an emphasis on the love part

she rarely if ever will tell you how much you mean to her and how much she cares about you

it’s really through her actions that you’ll see it

the little things

coffee just how you like it

tickets for a movie you’ve been excited about

calm reminders for things you’re still learning

patience and understanding

she still acts like she can’t stand you (and sometimes she can’t but a little suffering is worth keeping you around in the long run) but anyone who knows her isn’t fooled

you are her weakest point, her softest spot

but she’ll be damned before she admits it

especially to you bc there would be no living that down

be as annoying as you want because phoenix’s affection for you is undying at this point

nothing you could do could change that or make her want to get rid of you

you’re her ride or die

literally

you are her best friend

and she wouldn’t have it any other way

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crazyk-imagine · 1 year

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Time Continues when You Stay

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Civillian!eader

Characters: Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Civillian!reader, Reader’s friends (Sammy, Danielle, and Cassie), Javy “Coyote” Machado, Robert “Bob” Floyd, Natasha “Phoenix” Trace, Reuben “Payback” Fitch, Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia

Warnings: Minor use of curse words, fluff, slight angest, Jake making some smexy comments, the infamous thigh squeeze, Jake and reader are the sluts of the group, Bob and Sammy make a close second, Javy lives to make fun of Jake, the squad made another bet, this starts off as cute and gets slightly darker, the squad cares about Jake

Word Count: 1,656

A/N: Did I forget I finished this earlier this week? Maybe. Did I post this before working on the second chapter of another one of my stories? Maybe. Am I listening to Shane and Ryan play mortuary assistant while doing this and then switch to my new obsession One Tree Hill? Yes.

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“One uber ride for a future Mrs. Seresin.”

You scoff as you sit down. "Now you're on board with the nickname they gave me."

"I figured why try to fight it when they won’t stop."

"Oh, you're so sweet."

"I know I am, that’s why you like me."

"Right now, I'm trying to figure out why I do."

"Hey, hey," he reaches over and places his hand on your thigh, lightly squeezing it. "You know you're only lying to yourself."

"You mean you are."

"Shut up."

"Now who's getting their feelings hurt," you tease him.

"Keep talking like that and you won't be walking right at the bar tonight."

"Promises, promises."

"Look who finally decided to show up."

You roll your eyes at Javy’s comment. "Look at the whore."

"Hey!" Your friend Danielle shouts.

"I was talking to your boyfriend," you smirk.

"Hey, not cool. I'm the one that helped get you two together," he points to the two of you. "So, really, you should be thanking me... or naming your first kid after me, whatever comes first."

"Wow." You lean your head on his shoulder, "he's been hanging around you for too long."

Now it's Jake's turn to scoff. "That's hurtful, sweetheart."

"I'm not sorry."

"I know and that's why I'm thinking of your punishment for later now."

"Gross."

"At least they're not as bad as Bob and Sammy," Danielle points out.

"They could be worse than them if given enough alcohol," Javy adds. "Even then they go to the bathroom drunk as hell. They have the decency to pretend like they aren't gonna fuck."

"Hey, hey. We don't expose you so, you don't need to expose me like that.”

“There’s no fun in that,” Danielle teases you before walking away and her boyfriend following after her.

“Are we as slutty as they say we are?” You ask him.

“I don’t think so.”

“We are,” you whine to yourself.

“That’s rude of you to say sweetheart.”

“If you’re saying somethings not so slutty then it is. You’re the prime slut of the group.”

“You sure you’re not thinking of Chicken?”

“Oh, I know I’m not.”

“This calls for an early punishment.”

“No,” you tell him, keeping him at arm’s length as you run away until he catches you and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into him.

Natasha shakes her head, passing Mickey and Reuben forty dollars, a twenty-dollar bill to each of them.

“I told you he’d act sappy with her,” Reuben says, while counting the money in a taunting manner.

“Would you cut it out and give me my share?” Mickey snatches the money from his friend.

“Leave them alone. They’re happy,” Bob chimes in.

“Oh, look. The other sluts have arrived,” Natasha teases him.

He adjusts his glasses avoiding everyone’s gazes. “That’s- that’s- you guys are being rude.”

Sammy stands beside him, wrapping an arm around his waist. “Are you guys being mean to my Bobby boo?”

“Us being mean to your boy toy,” Mickey starts off.

“Never,” Reuben adds, wrapping his arm around Mickey and Natasha’s shoulders.

“I love this.” You spin around in his arms, holding him by his waist as you rock side to side.

“Love what?” He pulls your arms off him and spins you around, pulling you into a slow dance.

“A lot of things.”

“What kind of things?”

“Oh, you know. This.”

The corner of his lips tugs upwards, “and what does this entail? I’m going to need some more details. I need you to use your words, sweet girl.”

You sink your teeth into your bottom lip before smiling. “I love… the fact that you got enough courage to ask me for my number and here we are.”

“Oh, is that what you’re saying happened?”

“Yeah, because it’s the truth.”

“I wouldn’t say that I needed to gather enough courage to ask for your number.” He spins you again.

“You did though.”

“Nah, I just needed to get my feet moving to get to you before your uber showed up.”

“Same thing.”

“Not really because I was going with the feeling.”

“What feeling?”

He keeps one arm around your waist and holds your free hand with his. “You remember when you asked how I felt when I’m in the sky?”

You nod.

“I can remember pushing myself through the crowd and out the door to get to you and my heart…”

“Your heart stopped?” You joke with a light chuckle.

“Almost.”

You quiet down, staring at him as he avoids your gaze as your hands slide up his arms and settle around his neck.

“My body was in auto pilot, and I was behind you out that door asking you for your number feeling as buzzed as I do after flying.”

You hum, curling your arms further around his neck, hugging him.

He smiles, tucking his head into your neck.

“I’m glad you told me that.”

“Don’t let it go to your head,” he mumbles against your skin.

“Too late.”

You pull back and stare into his eyes. “I need you to wake up.”

He furrows his brows. “What?”

“Wake up. I can’t- I can’t lose you, Jake.”

“Sweetheart, what are you-”

“I need you to wake up,” you sniffle. “I can’t look any of your friends in the face and tell them you’re gone. I know it’s selfish of me to ask but please don’t make me do that, honey.”

He blinks and everything is gone. “Sweetheart? Hey, sweetheart? Where’d you go?”

You squeezed his hand tighter when he begins to lightly jerk his legs, pushing yourself out of the stupidly annoying (for no reason) hospital chair. “Jake. Jake. Hey, hey Jake.”

He opens his eyes and stops, the feeling of your hand on his head gets him to shiver.

“Hey there,” you greet him with a teary-eyed smile.

“Hey,” he replies, sounding horse and in need of water.

You hand him the cup of water Bradley got you earlier that day but never drank. “How are you feeling? I should get the doctor.” You point over your shoulder, “I’m going to go get the doctor.”

“No,” he shakes his head, reaching for you, wincing at the pain in his side. “Don’t leave,” he groans.

“Jake, stop coming closer and lay down you mad man.”

“How’d they let you in? Isn’t it supposed to be immediate family only?”

You avoid his gaze and fluff his pillow. “I may have told them we were a step further… in our relationship than we actually were.”

He smiles.

“And what was that?”

“We’re engaged and my ring is being resized. That’s why I don’t have it on right now.”

“You came up with a story and everything. Wow,” he teases.

You pout and lightly smack him, barely touching him. He grabs your hand and pulls you closer to the bed, wanting you to sit beside him. “I don’t want to hurt you, honey.”

“There’s only two ways you can hurt me. One, by sitting on my catheter. And two, not sitting on this damn thing with me so just please, give this hurt cowboy a break.”

You accept the hand he holds out for you and sit beside him, staring at your adjoined hands.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Nothing.”

He feels the way your hand starts shaking. “Hey, hey.”

You don’t turn your head around and purse your lips together, trying to hold yourself together.

“Look at me, sweetheart. I’m right here.”

“But you almost weren’t!”

“What are you-”

“The doctor said they lost you for a few minutes but that you were going to be okay. When she said those words I- I thought I lost you.”

“But you didn’t, see. I’m right here. I’m right-”

“You almost weren’t.”

He pauses, thinking about what to say next. “I think even if that was the case, you wouldn’t have left me.” He pulls your hand up, placing it over his heart. “You didn’t leave even when you thought I was gone. I think you’d follow me towards the ends of the earth,” he says, with a teasing smile, repeating the same thing your parents told each other all the time when you were a child.

It holds a promise to the person it's being said to… even when things get tough, neither of you are going to leave the other, you’re going to get through things together.

“I regret telling you that,” you wipe your cheeks with one hand and attempt to pull your other one out of Jake’s grasp but fail as he keeps a hold of it. “Jake-”

He shakes his head, reaching for your waist, pulling you closer.

You do, slowly and gingerly to not aggravate any of his injuries.

He wipes your cheeks, “why’s my pretty girl crying? You know I only like it when you cry out for me and not like this.”

You scoff, inwardly rolling your eyes. “Don’t say things like that when you’re-”

“Enjoying the moment with the future Mrs. Seresin.”

“Stop. You can’t say things like that.”

“Oh, I can when it’s easy to get you riled up.” He opens his arms, placing your hand on the side of his neck. “Lay with me.”

“I don’t-”

He shakes his head, “you won’t win against me, and you know it.”

You don’t fight him and give in.

Javy, Natasha, Bob, and Bradley all fight to get into Jake’s hospital room.

He shushes them and gestures for them to be quiet, “don’t wake her up or I swear I will live up to the so-called back story to my call sign ten times harder than usual.”

Everyone slowly walks out of the doorway with their hands up, mumbling their apologies.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you mumble.

“Yes, I did. They wouldn’t have left unless I said something.”

“You’re so kind.”

“Only for you, sweetheart.” He pecks your forehead, “only for you.”

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