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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years

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i like you | rooster bradshaw x oc

Rating: Teen and up Word count: 600+ Warning(s): Kissing (?), spoiler for TG: Maverick (if you squint) Summary: Rooster and Kennedy lay all their cards on the table.

A/N: This was written because I was trying to pass the time before it was acceptable to go to bed. Thank you to @anna-phora, who gave me the prompt: Kennedy and Rooster admitting their feelings. Enjoy, my friend. (and enjoy this repurposed gif from Kennedy's intro gifset)

“I remember you from my first night, you know.”

Kennedy looked up from her whiskey and met his eyes. Her eyes narrowed at him, unsure if they were thinking of the same night. “You do?”

He hummed, taking a sip of his beer. “You were heading out when I walked in.”

“Strutted in, you mean.”

Rooster’s mouth turned up in a crooked half-smile, and he looked at her like he saw her soul and never wanted to look at anything else again. Kennedy felt naked under the intensity of his gaze, and she had to turn her eyes away in an effort to fight the blood rushing to her cheeks.

“You saw me, too.”

Kennedy scoffed. “No,” she told him half-heartedly. “You strut everywhere.”

“Zero.”

“Hm?” She swirled the whiskey in her glass, watched the amber liquid wet the sides, and heard the ice spin. She felt her heart beating in her throat, and the blush she’d been trying to fight back took over and warmed her ears. She knew he was looking at her with those hazel eyes that made it hard to concentrate on anything else.

“Kennedy, look at me.”

“What?” She snapped, meeting those stupid eyes of his. While she’d been staring at her drink, he had gotten off his bar stool. He stood right next to her, his warmth all-encompassing and the scent of his cologne and sweat filling her nostrils. From this close, she could see the specks of green in his eyes, the individual hairs of that ridiculous mustache, and the scars on his chin and jawline. “What?” She whispered as he leaned forward and down towards her so they were face to face.

“I saw you,” he whispered back, their breaths mingling. “And I thought you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.”

She nodded, her breath caught in her throat. “You say that to all the girls, Lieutenant?”

A brief chuckle escaped him, his eyes glancing down at her mouth. “No, Lieutenant. Just you.”

Without another second of hesitation, their lips crashed together. Kennedy easily stood from her stool and met him in a blazing heat of heavy breaths and exploring hands. The world stood still and spun at the speed of light simultaneously, and he felt like magic.

Kennedy could have carried on like this with him for an eternity and never grow tired of it, which scared her enough to pull away. “Stop,” she said, breathless.

“What, did I hurt you?”

She chuckled at the concern in his voice. “No, but…” she trailed off.

He leaned back, his brows drawn together in confusion. “But what?”

Kennedy let her arms fall back at her side, took a small step away from him, and groaned loudly. “I like you, Rooster. A lot,” she concluded, but she didn’t like the smile forming on his face again. “Don’t look at me like that, okay? I know I sound like I’m fourteen.”

He just grinned. “You’re in luck, Quinn,” he said slowly, stepping back into her personal space. “I like you, too.”

“I’m serious, Bradley,” she told him, voice shaking. “You could get killed on this mission, and even if you don’t, you’re going back to Virginia, and I’ll be here. I’m not following you out there.”

Somewhere over the course of her speech, Rooster had frozen in front of her. She didn’t want to look up at him again and find his features distorted and confused, but she braved it. She hadn’t expected to find his head slightly tilted, looking at her like she’d hung the moon.

She raised a brow at him with a hesitant smile. “What?”

He shook his head a little. “Nothing,” he mumbled, taking her face between his large hands and bringing their lips together again. “You don’t have to follow me anywhere. I’ll follow you.”

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all or nothing taglist (let me know if you want to be added): @arrthurpendragon, @ocappreciationtag, @jvstjewels, @cas-verse, @chickensarentcheap, @waterloou, @asirensrage, @misskatiewrites, @stanshollaand, @eddiemunscns

top gun oc tags: @anna-phora, @itsjustgracy, @captainrcgers

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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years

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you used me as a pillow | rooster bradshaw x oc

Rating: General Word count: 400+ Prompt: "You used me as a pillow" "sorry." Warning(s): None

A/N: I'm in a writing mood and still obsessed with one Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw, so here's a prompt I gave myself for him and my OC Kennedy. I hope you enjoy this. I'll probably regret this, but if you have prompts for these two, feel free to send them in.

Kennedy blinked awake, letting her eyes adjust to the low light that greeted her as she opened them. Her head leaned against something hard, and her neck hurt, but she didn’t want to move just yet.

Across from her, Phoenix, Bob, and Fanboy all smiling at her.

She narrowed her eyes at them and pulled her head off the hard surface she’d leaned it against.

“We got some great pictures,” a deep voice said next to her. She looked to her right bewildered, finding Rooster grinning at her.

Kennedy groaned, watching Phoenix hand Rooster his phone back to him, which he slipped into the front pocket of his uniform.

“You better delete that,” she told him, eyes serious.

“But you look so beautiful when you sleep,” Hangman said on her other side. “Mouth wide open.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “I do not sleep with my mouth open.”

“You do,” everyone said in unison.

Kennedy groaned again but didn’t dignify them with a reply. She let herself feel how the plane moved through the air and watched the ocean passing by as they approached the aircraft carrier. Kennedy wasn’t supposed to go, but one of the jets needed repairing, and none of the onboard mechanics knew how to do it, so she’d been summoned. Everyone else was in the second plane.

Landing on an aircraft carrier had never been Kennedy’s favorite, though she’d rather die than admit it to anyone. Once they safely landed, she exited the plane, following behind Rooster, and trying to hide how queasy she was.

“You alright, Zero?”

“Fine,” she muttered, catching up to him. “Just not used to it.”

They walked along the deck side by side as the aircrewmen prepared the landing strip for the next plane carrying the rest of their team. “Hey, Rooster,” she said. “I don’t sleep with my mouth open, do I?”

He laughed, full and carefree. “You do,” he told Kennedy after catching his breath. “It’s cute.”

She tried to fight the smile playing at the corners of her lips but was unsuccessful. “You better delete that picture.”

He took the phone out of his pocket, and relief flooded through her, thinking he would actually listen to her and do it. She was about the thank him when he showed her his phone as he set the photo as his lock screen.

“You didn’t!”

“I did,” he said proudly. The picture showed Kennedy with her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed, and her mouth hanging wide open just like he said it was. He was grinning like an idiot, looking down at her. It made her stomach flip.

“I’ll get my revenge,” she told him.

He quirked a brow at her. “You already used me as a pillow.”

“Sorry,” she muttered.

But she wasn’t really.

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top gun oc tags: @anna-phora, @itsjustgracy, @captainrcgers, @datingbtr

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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years

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INTRODUCING ❋ Lt. Kennedy 'Zero' Quinn ↳ a top gun: maverick oc (rooster x oc)

Lt. Kennedy Quinn has made a comfortable life for herself as an aircraft mechanic in the Navy. It was the second-best thing after failing to qualify as a naval aviator. Close enough to the action to feel the rush, but far enough that she won’t get anyone killed. If she has to watch TOPGUN recruits come and go in the process, then so be it.

Then her best friend comes to town for an extended visit, old graduates show up on base, and a familiar face does his best to lure her back to his bed. It's all too much, and Kennedy's quiet existence of flying under the radar is thrown into free fall, and no one's there to catch her. Except maybe Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw.

top gun oc tag: @anna-phora, @itsjustgracy, @captainrcgers

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