#phoenix x rooster

[sluttyhenley]

Top Gun: Maverick (2022)

#top gun: maverick #topgundaily #top gun #topgunedit #topgunmaverickedit #filmedit #filmgifs #movieedit #moviegifs #natasha phoenix trace #bradley rooster bradshaw #phoenix x rooster #userbells #* #if you see me posting top gun no you don't #alternatively captioned girl get help

[jjsobsessions]

You’ve seen hangman’s, now rooster’s. 🐓😉

#top gun maverick #hangman top gun #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin x reader #top gun #jake seresin #rooster bradshaw x reader #phoenix x rooster #rooster bradshaw imagine #rooster x y/n #rooster top gun #rooster x you #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster fluff #bradley bradshaw x y/n #bradley bradshaw

[boasamishipper]

my personal favorite highlights from the official top gun: maverick script:

meek engineer's name is simon and is dating someone at the pentagon which is how they found out about the drone ranger coming to shut the darkstar project down

"That's...blue sky up there, Mav." "Yeah, but dark blue. Ominous."

mav also called darkstar 'angel' and 'girl' which i'm glad they cut otherwise i would have died in the theater then and there

"Hondo stares at his monitor. He knows his friend well." 🥺🥺🥺

"y'all built one hell of a plane" oh mav ❤️

"For anyone unfamiliar, it’s obvious there is story here - Glory and ghosts." g o d

admiral's aide do you MIND he's having a MOMENT

warlock is described as "an affable, brilliant two-star" hell yeah

i personally think it's hilarious that cyclone was apparently top of his class in '88 but in the script he's in his forties?? even if he's 49 the film takes place in 2019?? that would make him 18 in 1988?? mr mcquarrie sir the math ain't mathing

"Maverick has had about enough of this shit" if that doesn't just sum up both movies

as a macheresin shipper the fact that hangman and coyote were planned as besties from the get-go,,,,,,,my heart is Full

"sorry i couldn't be there" oh ice 🥺🥺🥺

mcq's love for casablanca continues to shine through

penny's dad is alive and retired and still hates mav

"Keepin’ it tight, I see, Phoenix" hangman is such an ASSHOLE i HATE him (affectionate)

bob's description is "human wallpaper" i am DYING

"shit, that's fritz" i DEMAND to know why fritz's arrival elicited that reaction from fanboy!! show me the fritz&b-team daggers cut!!

"Maverick sees a ghost. From this angle, the kid is a dead ringer for Goose, just as gawky and gangly, loving life." and what if i Bawled

MAVERICK REQUESTED HONDO SPECIFICALLY

HONDO WAS GONNA MEET UP WITH A LADY IN RENO WHO IS 'AN ACROBAT' AND 'VERY FLEXIBLE'

"I need at least one person on my side here" MAV

"I'll stand somewhere else" HONDO

mav originally ran the entire class through the contents of the F-18 NATOPS 👀👀👀

in the original script rooster gave hangman his callsign...personally gonna stick with the headcanon that phoenix (if it had to be one of the daggers) was the one who gave it to him, but Very Interesting nonetheless.

rooster calls phoenix 'fee' brb peppering this into All my fics

PHOENIX IS THE MAV OF THE MOVIE CONFIRMED

I DEMAND TO KNOW IF THERE IS FOOTAGE OF GLEN POWELL SINGING 'HOT FOR TEACHER'

genuinely cannot believe mcq wrote this. he is on galaxy tier levels of thinking i could never even hope to reach.

rooster being protective of phoenix you know that's right

theo the yellow lab was originally named "t" in the script,,,,,,,,t for tony scott,,,,,,,,,

"You're a warrior, Ice. A fighter." bury me ALIVE

"(Note: Important we include PILOT POV establishing gray-out in the lead up to G-LOCK)" this script is tighter than a snare drum

"Kinda like your ass depended on it" GET HIS ASS MAV

phoenix and bob refuse to even IMPLY that mav was in any way at fault for them having to eject,,,,,,,,they are Ride Or Die

as a warlock/hondo shipper i am also Delighted they actually got some screentime together

MAV WAS SUPPOSED TO GIVE THE EULOGY AT ICE'S FUNERAL 😭😭😭😭😭

mav and hangman were apparently supposed to talk after mav chose hangman as his wingman but i'm glad that scene got cut because a) showing vs telling and b) hangman is Not emotionally aware or mature enough to say what he says here out loud and you can't convince me otherwise

"Hondo stares at him. Maverick stares back. Something unspoken passes between the two men." and mavhondo shippers everywhere rejoiced

"HONDO squeezes his fist tightly, feeling something crack. He opens his hand to see the crystal of his stopwatch is crushed, the second hand frozen. An omen." HEY MCQ WHAT THE FUCK

"CLOSE ON Hondo, reflecting on his last moment with Mav." see above

"How we gonna get this bag’a ass in the air?" "Just hang on. Cause this bag‘a ass is about to go ballistic."

"Rough Rider, this is, uh...Ghost Rider" *cries in callbacks*

"The minute Hangman touches down, pull the trip wires and have the barricade stanchions ready." (silence) "HE DOESN'T HAVE A GODDAMN TAILHOOK." (OH SHIT FUCK OKAY RUNNING NOW)

lowkey like the parallel between cyclone nodding at mav and hangman and rooster shaking hands. they still don't like each other, but they respect each other a little more now. as the script says, that's enough.

"Among the pictures is one of Goose and Maverick in the bloom of their youth - their whole lives ahead of them." 😭😭😭😭😭

WE WERE ROBBED OF PHOENIX JOINING ROOSTER AND PENNY AND AMELIA AND MAV AT THE HANGAR I REPEAT WE WERE R O B B E D

"TIME CUT as Phoenix holds two model planes, demonstrating air to-air combat to a very interested Amelia." ooooh amelia has a cruuuuuush

"Rooster turns, looks at the make-shift family taking shape in this makeshift home…And he smiles." 😭😭😭😭😭

#top gun: maverick #icemav #maverick mitchell #iceman kazansky #mavhondo #hondo coleman #warlock bates #hangman seresin #phoenix x rooster #brace #all the cuts and rewrites were definitely for the best but this is a solid script if i ever saw one #mcq deserves the oscar for the 'hot for teacher' line alone

[sweetwhispersofchaos]

Red, White, & Blue

A Rooster x Phoenix one-shot Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, oh and lots of smut. Explicit. Minors DNI! Word count: 7240 Story and Cover Image Edit by me Prompt #74 from @creativepromptsforwriting @creativepromptfills (Feel free to reblog) A day late and a dollar short, this is my Fourth of July story.

Description: Rooster isn't a fan of the fourth, it was too close to the anniversary of his dads death. Phoenix tries to help him make new, happy memories.

After the Dagger squad completed their mission they dispersed back into the wind, separating to their four corners of the world to continue with their original units. Rooster found himself back in Japan to complete another five months of service there before being moved again. When his orders came down for San Diego, he wasn’t sad at all. He spent the last 5 months reconnecting with Maverick via facetime and now they could catch up on the years they missed with each other. There was a bonus to this assignment as well. Phoenix, Bob, and Coyote were all stationed there as well.

Rooster moved in April and by May was settled into his small apartment and with his new unit. He spent his days flying and nights banging on the piano at the hard deck with his friends. Maverick had retired finally and was helping Penny run the bar while consulting for the NAVY, so it was another way to spend time with his long-lost family. Things were going well, and he couldn’t complain.

Then his least favorite time of the year rolled around. July 4th was an important day for the country he served proudly, it was Americas birthday. Rooster, however, never felt much like celebrating. His dad had died just a few days prior to the holiday. His first fourth without his father was spent snuggling in his mother’s lap, watching fireworks from their backyard in Corpus Christi, Texas, while she sobbed uncontrollably. They never really celebrated the holiday; it was just too painful for his mother. She told Rooster one time when he was in high school and asked, about how July 4th was his father’s favorite holiday. He and Mav would have cookouts for their pilot friends that included at least one of them getting burned while running from fireworks and lots of singing americana themed songs off key. She looked so sad as she recalled these memories to him, and he decided to never bring it up again.

The fact that his father was a military man added insult to injury. Everything about the holiday was pomp and circumstance surrounding those who sacrificed for freedom. Rooster always struggled to see all the uniforms, military vehicles in parades, and fly overs on that day, so he decided to just ignore it, never going anywhere, never participating when asked, or celebrating at all.

When Mav and Penny invited him and his fellow aviators out to Mavericks hangar for a huge get together, Rooster panicked. He was getting along so well with the older pilot, and this might throw a wrench in everything. He didn’t want to be rude but how would he let the man down gently without telling him why he would be sitting on his couch with a beer and ignoring the outside world that day?

He tried. Several excuses later Penny had sweet talked him into making an appearance, especially after Phoenix, Bob, and Coyote had all enthusiastically accepted their invitations. Rooster was disgruntled to say the least. The thought of Maverick wanting to celebrate during this time of year really rubbed him the wrong way, and Phoenix must have picked up on that notion. The day after the invitation conversation at the Hard Deck, she cornered him at work before their hops.

“What’s up your ass, Bradshaw?” she asked from behind him as he walked towards the hangar door.

Rooster stopped in his tracks, swearing under his breath. He was hoping she wouldn’t bug him about it, but that woman never missed anything when it came to Rooster and his emotions. He turned around and found her standing with her arms crossed, an eyebrow inclined to the roof, waiting for an answer.

He sighed then tried to play it cool. “Nothing. Why do you ask?”

“Bullshit” she immediately spat. “You couldn’t get out of the July 4th invitation fast enough last night. What gives? Don’t like us anymore?” she smirked.

“Depending on how much you continue to bug me about this, I might not.” He said completely dry.

Phoenix took a few steps forward, closing the gap between them. “I’m coming over after work to get one of your shitty beers and you’re going to tell me.” Then she lightly shoved his shoulder with her helmet before walking around him and heading for her jet.

Rooster turned and watched her go, rubbing his face with his free hand in exasperation before walking out into the California heat. He never thought he would have to have this conversation with anyone, especially Phoenix. They had always had a thing of sorts, although they never made a move past being best friends. They were close and had been since they met at Top Gun 8 years ago. They told each other everything and travelled around each other’s orbit, but he always kept her at arm’s length, not wanting to bring anyone into his personal shit nor start something he wasn’t sure he could see all the way through. It had been a few years since they had seen each other in person when they were both called back for the special detachment and Rooster began to feel all sorts of feelings again. But he still wasn’t sure he wanted to bring her all the way into his bubble.

Guess she was going to push her way in whether he wanted her to or not.

After work he tried to slip out before she could catch him but no such luck. Phoenix was already leaning against her jeep parked next to his Bronco. Rooster let out an exasperated breath as he approached her, having half a mind to remove his shades so she could see his irritation on full display, but it wouldn’t have mattered, a satisfied smirk on her face already.

“Would you believe me if I told you I already have plans this evening?” he asked as he stopped at the front of the Bronco to address her.

She stood up and grabbed her backpack from the ground “Not in the least. Start driving Bradshaw, I’m right behind you.” Then she practically skipped to her driver’s side door and hopped into the jeep. Rooster just shook his head then trudged to his own door, taking his time getting in and turning everything on, hoping it would deter her, but knowing better. Damn that woman, if he didn’t like her, he’d hate her. She never took his crap, or anyone else’s, he had to give her credit for that.

Once they pulled into his complex, they both walked silently up to his door but before he could unlock it, he turned to face her. “Look. I’d rather be alone right now.” Was all he said.

Her smile became a little crestfallen as her eyes dropped from his. She took a slow breath then looked up at him. “Listen, I can respect that if it wasn’t so obvious that you’re in pain over something. How long do we have to be best friends before you let me in? We went eight years without me knowing about the whole Maverick situation. You don’t have to hold all this shit in, you know? I want to be here for you, not just as coworkers and drinking buddies.” Then her eyes drifted down to her hands that were fiddling nervously with the strap from her backpack. It wasn’t often she dropped her tough exterior but when she did, it was usually with him and he found it beautiful.

Rooster contemplated for a minute. How long was he going to keep her pushed out of his heart. If he was honest with himself, he had let her in a long time ago, he was just scared, for so many reasons. They were coworkers, which was a weird grey area to begin with, then the thought of doing to her what his dad had done to his mom, leaving her broken and alone, just about killed him to think about. Then there was all his personal bullshit. She had her own issues in life to worry about, why should he bog her down with his own misery?

Was he being fair though? She was a big girl, maybe he should let her decide for herself if he was worth the trouble, she was obviously willing to put herself through on his behalf. For years he had been her go-to person, why couldn’t he finally let her be that for him? He steeled his resolve, turned back to the door, unlocked it, then held it open, using his other hand to wave her into his place.

She looked up at him quizzically at first then a meek smile crossed her face, and she breezed past him. The apartment was sparse, and she had been there plenty of times that it was a second home for Phoenix at this point. She dropped her backpack in the closet by the door, toeing off her sneakers, then walked into the kitchen without a word. Rooster did the same, dropping his bag and shoes into the closet before flopping into his recliner, already exhausted from the conversation he was about to have. He heard the pop of two beer bottles then she brought him one before tucking her legs under her on the end of the couch closest to him.

They sat in silence drinking from their beers for a while. He was starting to think maybe she had changed her mind when she spoke up.

“I’m not sure what to ask to get this conversation started.”

He exhaled “It’s pretty cut and dry. My dad died 33 years ago on June 30th, 1986.

Her eyes went big. “Rooster, that’s tomorrow.” she all but whispered.

He only shook his head in slow affirmative then took a long draw from his beer.

“My mom loved that man deeper than any love that ever existed, I think. When he was killed,” he took a ragged breath, trying to hold it together, “it liked to have killed her too. The fourth became more of a day of mourning than a happy occasion for us. Mom didn’t feel much up to doing anything that day.” He paused for another drink.

“Sure, that makes sense.” Was all she said before taking a swig of her own beer.

“That woman was such a character. You would have loved her. She was hard not to love. I mean, I’ve told you some of the wild and wacky stuff we did when I was growing up. Holidays were always a big deal, except the fourth. The only place we ever went was to the cemetery sometimes but as I got older, I just couldn’t go and watch her lay on that patch of grass and sob for hours in the Texas sun. “A few tears escaped his eyes, much to his protests. Before he could wipe them though, a small, calloused hand reached up and swiped his cheek gently. He looked at her, her eyes watery and filled with compassion.

“Rooster, this is nothing to be ashamed of. You’re allowed to hurt. You’re allowed to grieve however you feel is best. If that means holed up here on the fourth, then do it. I don’t mind covering for you.” She hesitated, “or I could come hole up here with you. So, you’re not alone?”

He let loose a soft smile “I’d like that.” He said with a rasp in his voice before he could stop himself. Was this the clutch his mom had on his dads’ heart? Is this what it felt like? He didn’t deserve this tough, hardheaded, yet gentle woman. She suddenly made what felt like the world’s worst day into something to look forward to.

“Do me a favor? Talk to Mav. I know he might try to talk you into going to the party but give him a chance to prove you wrong. He deserves to know what’s on your mind.”

Rooster just nodded then finished off his bottle. She chased hers until it was empty and then stood and reached for his bottle. Phoenix threw them away then moved to the closet to put her shoes back on and grab her bag. He stood and walked to the entry way, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall watching her.

She spoke over her shoulder “I hate to chat and run but I’m meeting up with a couple of girlfriends at the gym.” She turned and almost ran into him as she closed the closet door. She was so close he could feel her breath on his crossed arms. Her eyes drifted up to his and he smirked.

“So, what are we going to do Sunday for the fourth?” he asked cheekily.

She only stared at him then exhaled into a smile. “Whatever you want Lieutenant.” S stepped back, opened the door and disappeared.

Rooster wasn’t sure what to make of that comment but suddenly the fourth didn’t seem so scary.

The next day after work, Rooster went to dinner at Penny’s house like he did most Wednesdays. This was a somber meal considering the day, and Mav struggled to get through his toast to Goose. Rooster hadn’t seen Mav on this anniversary in many years and he could tell it aged the man more and more as the years passed. He would probably always blame himself for what happened, no matter what anyone said. Rooster wondered if he would ever have to go through something like that. Hazard of the job and all.

After Amelia went to her room to work on homework, he had the dreaded conversation with Penny and Mav. He was pleasantly surprised when they were both extremely understanding, even Mav. Rooster could tell it stung a little, under the circumstances, but they agreed he should do what he needed to do and that he was always welcome if he changed his mind.

Rooster helped Penny carry a stack of dishes to the kitchen and began to rinse them while she toweled them off and placed them in the dishwasher.

“So, do you mind if I ask what you plan to do for the fourth?” she asked calmly.

“I don’t mind. Phoenix is coming over.”

He caught the eyebrow raise and intrigued look she gave him out of the corner of his eye, but she didn’t press, and he didn’t say more.

Maybe he and Phoenix could make some new memories to replace the bad ones? Suddenly, for the first time since he was three years old, he was looking forward to the fourth of July.

The rest of the week at work seemed to drag and there was an obvious tension between Phoenix and himself, but in the best possible way. They used their flying as flirting, and it bordered on foreplay in the air. They pushed each other, goading the other on and passing smart ass remarks back and forth to each other. Even Coyote made a sideways comment that Friday about it.

“Could you two and your planes get a room please?” He cracked as they walked back to the hangar from their jets.

Bob choked on a snort, Phoenix just made a taunting face at him, and Rooster looked away trying to hide the blush he could feel crawling across his cheeks.

Phoenix shot back “Only if you and your ego get one first.” Everyone laughed and then parted ways for their weekend festivities. When Rooster made it out to the parking lot, he found Phoenix once again leaning against her jeep right next to his Bronco.

“So” she said once he was close enough to hear.

“So” he replied, nonchalantly, as he tossed his gear into the back of the Bronco.

“So, I’ll see you Sunday?”

“Yeah, if you still want?”

She snorted her reply, her face looking skeptical. “Change your mind Bradshaw? I could always go over to Mavs with the rest of them?” her eyebrow raised in amusement as he came to stand in front of her, dangerously close again, looking down on her from behind his aviator shades. She was playing coy and he kind of liked it. Oh no, he had decided once and for all that this cat and mouse game was done and his fourth was going to be the best one in the history of his fourths.

He slid his glasses down his nose, looking over the top of them as a Cheshire cat grin crossed his face. “Two pm, don’t be late.” Then he winked and slid his glasses back up.

She shook her head with a chuckle and they both jumped into their cars and drove away.

At 1:45PM Sunday July 4th Rooster was a nervous wreck. He had secretly thought of this moment for a very long time. Was he getting ahead of himself? Maybe all she wanted was to flirt and keep things platonic otherwise? Only one way to find out, he figured. Anything to distract him from how he normally felt on this day.

He took one last look at himself in the mirror, sporting a patriotic Hawaiian shirt over his usual white tank and a pair of khaki shorts. He could hear the sarcastic remarks already. He hoped the surprises he had for her would be appreciated, at least for the effort. He decided the only way to move forward was to take a page out of Carole Bradshaw’s book of unconventional fun. Even though she never did anything entertaining for the fourth, he used his imagination based on every other holiday they had celebrated together and went to work.

At two o’clock on the dot he heard a knock at his door before it swung open. He quickly grabbed a white beard and patriotic top hat and threw them on before exiting his bedroom “Bradshaw, come help me” She called out, her smaller frame bent over trying to pick up a few grocery bags. He had to smile at the visual. She was wearing a tiny red tank top and very short denim shorts, her own pair of aviator shades covering her eyes, and her car keys were hanging out of her mouth while she struggled with the bags. He smiled at the sight.

Phoenix raised her head to look at him and froze on the spot, her car keys slamming to the ground as her jaw slid open. He put his arms out as if to say “ta-da” and she began laughing hysterically. She was laughing so hard she began to grab her side and used her other hand to clutch the door frame.

“What” she laughed more, trying to breath “are you wearing Colonel Sanders?”

He scoffed then walked to the door and scooped up all the bags in dramatic fashion. “I’m Uncle Sam, thank-you-very-much.” Then he winked and made his way to the kitchen, listening to her continue to cackle and gasp for air.

“You’re letting out all the bought air, get in here, would you?” he called from the kitchen as he began pulling items from the bags. There was a considerable amount of alcohol, some junk food, and a bakery carton of red, white and blue sprinkled cookies. The door closed and she finally appeared in the doorway, immediately busting out into another fit of laughter as soon as she saw him. She was wiping tears from her eyes and clutching her side still.

“You have GOT to take that off or I’ll pee myself.”

“Aw come on, where’s your sense of fun?” he asked.

“You look like Santa came to visit for the fourth.” She giggled.

“Ok, that did it.” He said flatly and removed the items.

“That’s better” she said and moved into the kitchen to give him a hug, raising up on her tiptoes so she could wrap her arms around his neck. Something was instantly different about this hug. Sure, they had hugged plenty over the years. Being in many near death situations will do that to you. But this was a different hug. They weren’t pulling apart. No one moved or let go. They just stood in the middle of the kitchen, her arms around his neck, his strong arms wrapped around her middle, very still.

“Glad you could come” he said barely above a whisper into the side of her head.

With that she pulled back some, a shy smile on her face as they continued to hold each other.

“I wouldn’t have missed Santa Sam for the world.” She said with a grin, and he poked her side, knowing full well she was extremely ticklish. She released a very unladylike snort and turned around to run, shouting behind her “Ok now I do have to pee.” The bathroom door closed, and he waited just a couple of seconds before he heard a loud “Oh shit” from the lavatory.

She found another one of his surprises.

A few minutes later she came running back into the living room where Rooster sat on the couch waiting for her. She launched herself at him, landing with her legs straddling his lap, her hands attempting to get to his neck, but he held her wrists firm, laughing deeply at the feigned angry look on her face.

“Seriously Bradshaw, a fucking Uncle Sam inside the toilet lid? You about gave me a heart attack!” She continued wrestling with him, trying to get free.

All Rooster could do was laugh much in the same way she did when she first arrived. Her position hadn’t been lost on him either. This was not a position they had been in before and he was starting to sweat through his laughter.

“Oh, come on, that was funny you gotta admit.” He said and then with his hands still firmly wrapped around her wrists he maneuvered her arms behind her back and held her there, a prisoner. His prisoner. She stopped squirming in his lap, thankfully, and just stared at him with wide eyes.

“I’m not admitting anything” she said low, and he just gave her a small, pursed lip smile before he did it. He made his move. Rooster sat up, held her wrists, and brushed his lips briefly across hers. He immediately opened his eyes, hoping she wasn’t pissed, but all he saw was a beautiful flush across her cheeks, her eyes still closed. She sunk a little and wiggled her arms trying to go free, so he released her wrists. Her hands moved to his chest and her lids slowly fluttered open. Their eyes met and he almost dissipated under the warmth of the melting chocolate staring back at him.

He brought his hands up to cover hers on his chest, rubbing small circles on the back of them with his thumbs. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that without asking.” He said, genuinely sorry that he took advantage of the situation. A rueful smile played across her face and then without warning she was on him.

Her hands slid up his chest, across his shoulders, wrapping around the back of his neck as she leaned in. His eyes were open in shock at first as she began kissing him, but this time it was deep and needy. His hands moved to her hips, gripping them tighter than he probably should, and he pulled her closer until she was resting against him. She slid her tongue across his bottom lip, and he was all too happy to part them for her. Their tongues began to dance, and a small moan escaped her that sent a chill all the way down his spine.

No sooner had it started, she was pulling away from his face, flustered but smiling a genuine and radiant smile.

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask for a very long time. Glad you decided to skip the asking and just get to the good stuff.”

He was gob smacked. Natasha Trace does not throw caution to the wind, quite literally. This almost feral and lackadaisical version of his best friend had him more confused than he was before their talk the other day. Why didn’t she ever say anything?

Before he could ask, she lifted herself from him and reached her hands out to pull him up.

“C’mon Colonel, any other surprises?” she asked.

His mind went down a wicked path and it must have shown on his face because she lightly smacked him on the chest with the back of her hand. “For the fourth you pig.”

He chucked then took her hand in his and lead her to the small dining table near the kitchen. The table and walls were covered in cheap dollar store decorations including plastic patriotic plates, cups, and cutlery.

“You really had fun with this didn’t you?” She asked him.

“Just wait, there’s games and everything. My mother would be so proud.” He said as he wiggled his eyebrows.

“Of course, there is.” And she just rolled her eyes.

An hour later the table was covered in various snack packages and discarded beer bottles. Papers for name that patriotic tune and a fourth of July crossword sat discarded next to a small Bluetooth speaker. They had moved their chairs closer together and were looking at a piece of paper together.

“Rooster, some of these are just gross.”

“That’s the point of the game This or That. Gotta find the lesser of two evils.”

“Fine, but I refuse to go through with anything actually on this sheet.”

“Not a requirement.” He said with a smile.

“Ok I’m going first then.” And she snatched the paper from his hands. “Let’s see” she said as she poured over the options. “How about this. Wear a mullet forever or have red, white and blue hair forever?”

He sucked air through his teeth as if this was the toughest decision he’s ever had to make. “You know, I rocked a mullet for most of second and third grade. Wasn’t pretty but at least it would be closer to regs than colorful hair so, mullet it is.”

Phoenix laughed as she passed the paper. “I want to see those pictures!”

“No way.” he shook his head and picked up his drink. “I’m pretty sure I burned those pictures.”

“Liar. Now ask me one.”

“Patience mam. I’m working on it.” He took a drink and put his bottle back down. He looked down the list and asked, “Would you rather drink ketchup through a straw or eat mayo with a spoon?”

She immediately acted as if she was gagging. “I don’t like either of those.”

“That’s not the point of the game Phee, you gotta choose.”

She shot him a dirty look and grunted “Fine. Sucking a condiment through a straw, regardless of what it is, just sounds shitty so I’ll go mayo with a spoon.” And her body shuddered in disgust.

He laughed then passed the paper back to her.

She skimmed her finger down the list and made comments as she went. “That one is gross too. I don’t want to know the answer to this one. I already know the answer to that one.”

“Whoa whoa whoa know it all, ask it anyway. I might surprise you.”

She looked at him annoyed. “Trust me you won’t. Not on this one.”

He sat back and crossed his arms, daring her to ask with his expression. She rolled her eyes again and spoke in a very sarcastic tone. “Would you rather sing all night or dance all night?” Then she tossed the paper down in front of him, sure of what was coming next.

Rooster contemplated his answer though then an idea hit him. He pushed his chair back and stood up, Phoenix looking all together confused. Rooster fiddled with his phone for a minute then hit the power button on the small speaker. A Jason Aldean song started up and he held his hand out to her.

“If the answer involves you then the answer is dancing all night.”

She looked stunned as she reached her hand up to meet him. The next thing he knew they were in front of his couch, her right hand enclosed in his left as he held her close, their bodies swaying to the music.

Rooster started singing the words to the song quietly into the top of her head.

“I think technically its cheating if you sing while dancing, per your insistence that you have to choose one or the other for the game.”

He chuckled “Ok, dancing only.” Then the arm he had around her lower back pulled her in closer and she turned her head sideways to rest it on his chest. They continued to sway through the end of the song and then all the way through another song before she spoke again.

“Rooster?”

“Hmm?”

“Let’s dance all night.”

The implications of her statement hung thick in the air and his swaying faltered. He looked down as she looked up at him, something desperate sparkling in her eyes. There was no going back from something like this. He warred with himself for a split second before he made his decision.

Rooster slid both of his hands under her ass and lifted her up suddenly, causing her to let out a tiny squeak. She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and they began kissing. These weren’t small, meek kisses. These kisses were intrusive. Tongues dipped in and out and her teeth grazed his bottom lip, causing him to squeeze her ass. Rooster began walking towards his room, barely able to see as they continued to kiss hard and furiously.

Once in the room, he used his foot to close the door before turning and pressing her back to it. He stood holding her against his bedroom door but pulled his lips away to look at her one more time.

Between ragged breaths she asked “what?”

Rooster swallowed hard, touching his forehead to hers. “This will change everything. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want.”

He felt her lips place a light kiss on his forehead.

“Rooster, look at me.” And he did. “I want everything to change. Now please, change it.”

He didn’t need to hear anymore. His lips crashed into hers and the race was on. His mustache created chill bumps on her skin as his lips worked their way down her neck until he was lightly sucking on a sensitive spot near her collarbone. Her nails were starting to dig into his back, and it made him suck harder, eliciting pants from Phoenix that were like music to his ears. Her body was writhing against him, clearly searching for more.

Rooster slowly lowered her to the ground until she was standing and grazed his lips lightly across her collarbone and shoulder as he turned her to face the door. With her hands resting on the door in front of her, he gently slid some of her hair out of the way and sucked on the back of her neck. She moaned her approval.

His hands slid up her sides until they were resting on her breasts, slowly needing them through her tank top and bra. She moved his hands and yanked her shirt over her head, momentarily pushing his lips away from her neck. When his hands moved back to her breasts, he realized something amazing, her bra was a front clasp.

His fingers made quick work of the small hooks and as the cups fell away his warm hands covered both breasts, another moan escaping her pretty mouth. He began rolling her nipples with his fingers and her ass grazed his dick, making him jump. Roosters’ hands moved to her shoulders and slid the red lacy bra down her arms until it hit the floor.

Phoenix turned around and crushed her lips to his, frantically removing both of his shirts. As they skimmed lips, she traced her tiny fingers over each curve of his abdomen then he felt her pert breasts pushing against him as she wrapped her arms around his midsection.

Rooster wasn’t sure how much more he could take; his brain was screaming. His cock was screaming. He wanted her to scream.

They began moving towards the bed, never ending the waltz their tongues were dancing together. Rooster unbuttoned his shorts and let them drop to the ground before he unbuttoned hers. Before he could lower them though, she stepped back, panting and flushed. He was worried that she had changed her mind but then she gave him the sexiest grin. She turned around and hooked her thumbs into the top of her shorts. What happened next almost dissolved Rooster on the spot.

Phoenix bent over slowly, and as she did, she pushed her shorts down gradually, revealing a thin pair of red lace panties. There she was, her ass in the air, and she wiggled it ever so slightly, teasing him. He was done playing. Eight years of sexual tension was a huge itch, and he was about to scratch it so good she just might cry.

He gave her right ass cheek a small spank and she gasped. Before she could react further though, he grabbed her hips and turned her as she stood back up. Then, with his eyes connected to hers, he lowered himself to his knees. His fingers skimmed the outside of her legs as he placed a small kiss to her stomach. He slid his fingers deliberately up her thighs until he hooked his thumb into the single string holding up the panties on either side. Then he was lowering them, smoothly crawling his fingers across her skin as he did.

He wanted to worship her. She deserved nothing less. This was an enormous gift she was giving him, and he didn’t want to waste it.

She stepped out of her panties and then ran her hands through the tufts of his brown curls. When she tugged on it, he growled then leaned in and swooped his tongue across the outside of her heat. He could smell her arousal and his cock throbbed painfully. She tugged again and he raised his head to look at her. She looked at him through hooded eyes, lust radiating from her skin.

Rooster used his hands on her hips to move her until the backs of her legs hit the bed and she sat. Staring straight into her soul, he placed his hands on her knees then pulled them apart, spreading her wide. Without warning he buried his face between her soft thigs and ran his tongue from her vagina to her clit, producing the most beautiful cry from her as she threw her head back.

He smirked to himself then slid his arms under her thighs, wrapping them all the way around and gripping them tight. He blew a light breath onto her wet slick, and she shuddered. Then he began lapping at her opening as if it were the best ice cream he had ever tasted. His tongue pushed into her, and she whimpered. His tongue moved north and began a beautiful assault of her clit. He started slow, savoring the movement of her body against his face and the tiny noises she began to make. He circled her then sucked gently, gradually picking up the pace. She moved her hips in rhythm with his tongue, a barrage of obscenities pouring from her mouth. She was getting close, and he could tell.

Rooster removed one of his arms from her leg and she made a noise of protest until two of his fingers entered her wet folds and she cried out. He hooked his fingers and thrust them quickly while his tongue struck her mound faster and faster. This tempo unraveled her forcefully, her pelvis grinding into his face and fingers as she threw her head back and let out a shriek, he was sure the neighbors had to of heard. She twisted and pressed against him as she rode her wave and her movements slowed as his did. He slowly skimmed her slit with his tongue as he removed his fingers, her pants shooting straight to his core.

He stood and looked down at her, naked and open to him. She was a vision of beauty and he felt so overwhelmed by this scene his stomach tightened.

Phoenix let her head roll to the side, her eyes opening to meet his as her breath finally slowed. She reached out to his swollen dick, trapped in his boxer briefs, and ran her hand from base to tip. His whole body jumped, and an unattractive noise escaped his mouth. Her lips curved into the sexiest smile and without hesitation she gently pulled the waistband away from his cock then yanked the underwear all the way down in one swift movement.

Before Rooster could react, her tongue was on him, grazing the underside of his cock until it reached the tip. She licked the precum away then took him whole, filling her pretty mouth with all of him. Animalistic noises echoed from his mouth as she hollowed out her checks to suck him hard. Her hands were cradling his balls and the base of his penis as she slid her mouth up and down in agile movements. He was seeing stars and getting close. As much as he would love to see her mouth take his cum, he had other ideas of where he wanted it to go.

Rooster ran his hands through her raven hair then gently pulled her back until her mouth was empty of him. She looked at him with innocence, knowing full well how naughty she was being. He looked at her hungerly and his voice came out extremely husky when he told her to move back. She obliged, using her feet to push herself further onto the bed.

He crawled across the bed with her and as she lowered herself back onto her elbows, he placed his hands on either side of her and dropped down for a deep kiss. When she pulled away, he gazed into her eyes before wrapping his arms around her and laying her all the way onto the bed smoothly. His eyes searched hers the whole time, looking for any ounce of doubt or fear before he crossed the last precipice of their relationship. Knowing where his mind was, she reached out to stroke his cheek with her hand. A beautiful smile grew, and she said the one word he needed to hear. “Please.” She almost whispered. He only nodded his head and moved in closer between her legs.

He placed his lips on hers, languid kisses shared between them as he aligned his cock to her entrance. With her arms wrapped around his neck he slid in, and she inhaled sharply, her chin lifting to the ceiling. Rooster peppered her jaw line with light kisses as he began to move, gradually at first.  They had waited eight years for this moment, he wanted both to savor it. His lips moved down as he rocked into her and took first one nipple and then the other into his mouth, his tongue circling each one until she was begging for more. Her pleading made him brave. Before she even had time to register what was happening, he had grabbed her around her waist and rolled over, his back landing on a stack of pillows, Phoenix still connected and now, on top of him.

She placed her hands on his chest, steadying herself, before a dangerous look crossed her face. Whatever happened next, he knew he was going to enjoy it immensely.

Bracing herself she began rocking back and forth, grinding her sensitive bud against his pelvis. Her head rolled and lulled with the movements, his hips swaying to meet her. She sat up as she continued to rub against him and raised her hands into her hair, putting her exquisite breasts on full display for him. He reached up and pinched her nipples between his fingers as she let out moans in time with her movements.

Rooster brought one of his thumbs to her mouth, beckoning for her to suck on it, which she did like a good girl. Then he brought his thumb to her clit and began slow circles that had her calling for God. The harder he pressed the more she pushed down, her actions becoming more erratic as she reached behind her and grabbed his inner thighs for support. Seconds later she was falling apart again, a cry erupting from her mouth that ripped right through his body, awakening something feral and needy in him. Before she could come down from her high, he had rolled them over again and was burying himself so deep in her that he thought he might shatter immediately.

His mouth was sucking at her collarbone while her hands clawed at his shoulder blades. He pounded into her with all the force he could muster, her cries growing louder with each thrust. Suddenly he realized she wasn’t just wailing incoherently. His name was pouring from her mouth. Not his callsign, but his name.

“Bradley, oh god Bradley” she yelled over and over as he crashed into her. Something about his name on her lips had his mind and body spiraling. With two more fast and hard plows he blew his load into her as he called her name into the void.

“Oh Natasha, holy shit.” His cock exploding forcefully into her body.

He stilled buried to the hilt, both breathing intensely, tiny whimpers escaping her mouth with each heave of her chest. As his mind came back to earth, he regained some of his bearings and eased the tension of his body from against hers. His lips met hers in a tender kiss that she reciprocated as best as she could between heavy breaths.

His heart almost burst when she smiled at him, her cheeks flushed, a sheen touching her brow. She was stunning and it made his heart clench. This was it for him. No more shutting her out. He wanted all of her like this, over and over again, for eternity. He had found his happiness.

As he softened, he slid out of her and sat back on his heels, watching her regain composure as her breaths became steadier. She raised her hand for help, and he grabbed it, sitting her up gingerly. She bent her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Her chin came to rest on the top of her knees, and she gave him a gorgeous mega watt smile.

Rooster moved next to her and laid back on the stack of pillows. He rubbed circles lazily on her bare back, connecting the scars he could see.  Into the dark she suddenly spoke, pulling him out of his trance.

“Bradley?”

“Yeah baby?”

She peered over her shoulder at him with her eyebrow raised, wearing a smirk.

“Can we do this every Fourth of July?”

He chuckled then opened his arms, beckoning her to join him. She laid back and nestled herself to his side while he wrapped his arms around her. He placed a peck to the tip of her nose and the corners of his mouth raised.

“Let freedom ring, baby.” And they both fell into a heap of laughter and bliss.

Just like that the Fourth of July became his favorite holiday, year after year.

#top gun maverick #natasha phoenix trace #top gun phoenix #natasha trace #top gun fanfiction #phoenix x rooster #bradley bradsha #bradley 'rooster' bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw smut #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw fluff #natasha trace smut #rooster x phoenix #roonix #creative writing prompt

[midsummernightwrites]

dating rooster, phoenix, and hangman headcannons

pairing: bradley “rooster” bradshaw x jake “hangman” sersin x natasha “phoenix” trace x female reader

word count: 1.5k (i did not plan for this to be that long but i love this pairing and got carried away)

warnings: some brief bullets about sex but nothing graphic or described in detail, mostly just fluff with a bit of angst thrown in about what it’d be like to be in a poly relationship with these three

note: i love all three of them so much- this will hopefully be the first of a few poly ships i explore on this blog

okay so the four of you met/connected/got together when they were all called back to top gun

you were maverick’s only daughter and were home on break from your own job so you decided to visit and spend some time with your dad when he wasn’t teaching

i like to imagine you work for the government in some capacity but in some form of intelligence whether that’s an analyst position or forensics or my personal favorite choice as an agent for the cia or fbi

you all met that first night at the hard deck

you knew bradley from your childhood and were excited to reconnect with him when you realized he was there and then you saw natasha and jake and you thought you had died and gone to heaven

you were very attracted to all three of them instantly and felt a connection with them as the night went on

the others felt the same way but were way more hesitant about their feelings, especially towards their fellow aviators

natasha couldn’t take your eyes off of you as you played pool beside jake and was very thrown off when her gaze kept being pulled towards the way he wrapped his arms around yours to help you

bradley couldn’t get enough of your loud drunken laughter and found the sound even more addicting when it mixed with natasha’s

jake was very jealous when he saw how engaged you were in a conversation with bradley and how both of you kept not-so-subtly checking the other out but was thrown off when he couldn’t figure out which one of you he was jealous of

the four of you kept spending time together, first in large groups then breaking off into pairs and eventually just the four of you a few times

it helped that the three of them were able to grow closer during training as well and figure out their individual dynamics with each other

you four have always made it a priority to develop and work on your relationship as a whole and with each other individually

even though all of you clearly felt something was there, you were the one to initiate that conversation

the night before they left, you took time to see them all of three of them individually and kissed them for the first time and then pulled them all to the beach and explained how you felt

“I like all three of you, I know all three of you like me and I’m guessing you also like each other so here’s the deal. you’re going to go on your mission tomorrow, succeed, and then you’ll come back to me and we’ll figure this all out together.”

the three of them all kissed each other and talked before they returned- bradley and natasha kissed the night before they flew, jake and natasha kissed immediately after she landed when they didn’t know what happened to bradley, and jake and bradley kissed after bradley made it back

once they all returned, you four talked and went on your first date and you’ve been together ever since

you all kept going on group dates and partner dates and just fell more and more in love with each other

they were so nervous to tell maverick but you weren’t nervous at all since you knew your father just wanted you to be happy

plus he totally saw how all of you looked at each other and knew you’d all end up together

after they left top gun, they all got transferred to the same base (which totally wasn’t your dad pulling strings to help your budding relationship that’d be ridiculous) so you were able to move in together relatively quickly

you all just fit together really well and balance the others out

you like to spend as much time as you can together, especially given the nature of your jobs. you never know how much time you’ll have before they’re deployed or you’re sent on a classified mission across the globe so you cherish anytime you have together

all four of you enjoy lazy nights at your house where you cook dinner together and listen to music and play board games and end the night snuggling together on the couch

at one point in the night, there will be some dancing, usually initiated by bradley, and it isn’t uncommon to end your board games early when some of you get a little too competitive

monopoly is permanently banned from your household

you also enjoy going out together, whether it's to a local bar or the beach or a new restaurant. you never stay out as long as you plan to cause eventually one or more of you just wants to go home and have sex and you are all awful at denying each other anything

you have all teased each other at one point or another in public just to get them to leave early

one time the three of them were deployed together and were finally coming home after a few months away. you talked with them as much as you could but god you missed them

so you were a little upset when they proposed that you all went out to hard deck when they returned so they could see some of their other friends who also happened to be returning stateside/in town. they were excited to see them so you couldn’t say no but god you wanted to be anywhere but there

so to make it a bit more fun, you just happened to wear a low cut, short, white sundress that you knew would drive them mad

one of them consistently had their hands on you all night and you felt their eyes on you at all times

it wasn’t until some sailor tried to hit on you at the bar that they really couldn’t wait anymore and promptly left the bar

you could barely walk the next day but it was fine it was worth it

all four of you were protective of one another but those three were especially protective over you

you honestly didn’t mind it. they didn’t do it because they doubted your ability to defend yourself but because they really cared for you. plus, with your work, there were plenty of times where you were alone with no one but yourself to protect you so you liked having them there to protect you

the four of you don’t fight often. when you do, it’s typically between two of you and you try to just let the two individuals work it out on their own. you don’t ever want it to feel like it’s three against one so you all really try to practice good communication and just talk things out before they escalate

you aren’t perfect so there have been times where you’ve had bigger fights between all of you

one of the worst was when the three of them were upset about a mission you were going on. you had been sent home a week earlier due to injuries and once you were cleared by the doctor, your handler was sending you right back to finish the job

they were terrified you’d get hurt again and you knew that you could handle yourself. the fight quickly escalated and ended with you stating that you couldn’t be with people who don’t think you can take care of yourself before storming out the door to go stay at your dad’s

you gave them the silence treatment for the rest of the day, ignoring all their calls and texts. it wasn’t until they showed up at maverick’s place and your dad forced the four of you to sit together until you worked it out that you spoke to them and made up

you all have so many pet names for each other. At first you tried to assign each of you specific pet names so you wouldn’t get confused but that practice faded quickly. Now it's just a guessing game as to who the other is referring to

bradley: “hey babe!”

jake, natasha, & y/n: “what honey?”

eventually down the line, I feel like you would retire from work so that y’all could start a family

it was something the four of you didn’t talk about often at the beginning, but as time went on it was clear the four of you wanted a family together in some way shape or form

when you found out you were pregnant on a mission, you quickly wrapped that up and put in your paperwork to leave so you could take care of your kids

the four of you have at least two kids, if not three or four

you love being a stay at home mom and the others are amazing parents. you may spoil your kids a bit but they would never doubt that they were loved

you always plan something with your kids to welcome the others back after they come home from deployment.

the four of you are 100% soulmates and are so happy with the little family you’ve created together

#bradley bradshaw x reader #jake seresin x reader #natasha trace x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #natasha phoenix trace x reader #top gun fanfiction #top gun fanfic #top gun imagine #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #natasha phoenix trace #rooster x you #hangman x you #phoenix x you #rooster x hangman #hangman x phoenix #phoenix x rooster #poly headcanons

[incorrectopgun]

phoenix: it's too late

rooster: ... what is?

phoenix: i already sent good vibes your way. there's nothing you can do to stop it

rooster: that's the most threatening way i've every been cheered up

phoenix: accept them.

#top gun #top gun maverick #top gun 1986 #tgm #top gun rooster #top gun phoenix #natasha trace #bradley bradshaw #incorrect quotes #incorrect top gun quotes #incorrect top gun maverick quotes #phoenix x rooster

[autumntouched]

TGM Masterlist

photo via @babyrooster

Welcome to my TGM hyperfixation! I guess it's not going away anytime soon. Call me Autumn. While I love the TGM guys, this is also a Phoenix stan account and most of my fics are from her POV.

I'm here to interact with my readers and love getting to know you all so please never hesitate to jump in with an ask, message, comment, or reblog. I love those, and I promise that you are beyond cool enough to talk to me and no idea that you have about any of my fics is too overthought or trivial to share. Personally, I enjoy writing for other people so the more I hear from you, the easier it is for me to deliver. After some thoughtful conversations, I understand “likes” mean many things and allow people to express their appreciation in ways that they are comfortable. That said, because likes mean so many things, I find it helpful as a writer to get a line every so often. So, if you’re comfortable, I’d love to know what you love, what you resonate with, or any thoughts you have. If you want to say “I loved this” but do not want a reply from me, you can use 🌷

My asks are open, but I ask that if you're dropping something there, please at least take a moment to let me know what you like about how/what I write so I can give you more of it!

Alright, onto the fics below!

Tumblr Crash Course/Welcome - if you're new here!

28 Days of Phoenix Fics

Ode to Phoenix Masterlist

Phoenix + Hangman a.k.a. Hannix

Talk to Me Masterlist - multi-chapter, wip, also on AO3

Hannix Football Rivalry AU Series - 18+, NSFW (includes Your Jersey or Mine?)

Every Time It Comes Around - 18+, NSFW

Every Time It Comes Around Pt. II - 18+, NSFW

Every Time It Comes Around Sequel - 18+, NSFW

Every Time It Comes Around Sequel Pt. II - 18+, NSFW

Phoenix + Rooster 

Surprised You Back (unfinished fic)

Welcome to the Family, You’re Getting Teased

Cookie Monster

Phoenix + Rooster + Hangman a.k.a. the Throuple Series

Have You Heard How Much I Love You

Celebrate Me Home - Part of @notroosterbradshaw​‘s #hellodecemberplaylist challenge

Love in the Small Things - AO3 user @Unk365 prompt

Hangman

I’ll Make It Worth Your Pain (Hangman x GF!Reader) - 18+, NSFW

If Lost Return to Jake (Hangman x GF!Reader)

Headcanon

Top Gun Headcanon - The Twins Edition

Based on Talk to Me for now

Talk to Me Easter Egg Chapter 12

Talk to Me Easter Egg - Chapter 3

Talk to Me Easter Egg Chapter 1

Top Gun Headcanon - Hangman Edition (warning: sibling death, death, grief)

Top Gun Headcanon - Birth Order Theory Edition

Top Gun Headcanon - Astrological Signs Edition

TGM Fic Recs

2022 - Favorite Top Gun Fanfics

2023 - Phoenix Fics & Writers

Old Pinned Masterlists

Feb 2023

AO3

Other AO3 fandoms

#top gun maverick fanfiction #top gun maverick fanfic #tgm fanfics #tgm fanfic #autumntouched masterlists #ode to phoenix #28 days of phoenix #hannix football rivalry #hangman x phoenix #phoenix x hangman #rooster x phoenix #phoenix x rooster #phoenix x hangman x rooster #rooster x hangman x phoenix #hangman x rooster x phoenix #natasha phoenix trace fics #phoenix fics #natasha phoenix trace #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw

[24hrfrog]

Sketch page of “Moon, Take Thy Flight” by @boasamishipper 💚 used to watch once upon a time when I was 13(?) with the fam every night a new episode aired so finding a crossover with top gun is *mwah* chef kiss!!

#cannot get enough of these fics I’m so sorry if I’m bombarding u with these doodles fbdhdhd #drawing #fan art #iceman top gun #top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #maverick x iceman #icemav #tgm #top gun 1986 #tg #phoenix top gun #natasha phoenix trace #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster top gun #tom kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #phoenix x rooster #fanart #sketch #top gun

[literary-lesbian]

The Thing About Rooster and Phoenix

these two are very interesting to me because monica was originally cast as "miles' love interest" and yet there isn't anything EXPLICITLY romantic about their relationship

sure, they clearly have history and know each other well - "it's good to see you | good to see you too", how comfortable they are around each other, phoenix knowing what was going to happen the second rooster sat down at the piano and encouraging the others to join in, rooster telling phoenix about maverick pulling his papers - but there isn't a single thing that can't be interpreted as platonic

EXCEPT - in the extended scene of rooster singing great balls of fire (just saying, i'm straight for miles teller's voice and nothing else), towards the end he is clearly singing to phoenix (at least from my perspective, idk if it's just me? mostly he sings to their whole little foursome but for a bit in the last chorus - you're so kind, imma tell the world that you're mine, mine, mine - he's like peering out the side of his aviators at her, and it looks like the camera is deliberately behind monica's shoulder to show he's singing to her). however I don't think that part of the song is shown in the movie which leads me to believe that

there was perhaps going to be a romance there and they maybe even filmed it - the movie certainly would have had time to allow for a rooster/phoenix romantic plot, possibly mirroring pete and penny's, particularly if they had hooked up in the past in a similar fashion (as I choose to believe although it never went anywhere in reality/canon)

but obviously there was no canon romance for them (by which I mean a kiss or verbal confirmation of romantic feelings/a relationship) - though their interactions could definitely be subjectively perceived as romantic if you went looking for it - so I guess they cut it out for pacing reasons or because it was too similar to mav and penny or because they wanted phoenix to be more developed or

because they realised how much chemistry glen and miles had and decided to make hangster the new love story instead shrugs in homoeroticism

and honestly i'm very glad because a) natasha phoenix trace is so much more than a 2D love interest and b) their platonic dynamic is the best dynamic anyone can ever have ever fight me (rivalled perhaps only by phoenix and bob)

#top gun maverick #top gun #natasha phoenix trace #bradley rooster bradshaw #phoenix x rooster #monica barbaro #miles teller #top gun maverick cast #phoenix #rooster #natasha trace #bradley bradshaw #phoenix top gun #rooster top gun

[barbiewritesstuff]

Told You

-- Bit different from what I usually do but this was fun! I hope you don't mind but I made her like 13 because I cannot write children for some reason.

Request: you're Phoenix and Rooster's daughter and your teacher doesn't believe that both your parents are navy pilots. 

Thank you @astoryinblack23 --

Mrs Higgins had picked a really random hill to die on today. She was usually a little strange but this really took the cake.

"I want you to write a short paragraph introducing yourselves and your family." She had said, her french accent particularly thick and difficult to understand today. You were pretty sure she was putting it on anyway. 

"You will read it in front of ze class and I will grade you for your pronunciation." 

Wonderful.

Still, you had no choice. You pulled a pen and a notebook out of your bag and began to write.

"Je m'appelle Y/N Bradshaw et j'ai 13 ans. Mon père s'appelle Bradley et ma mère s'appelle Natasha. Ils sont pilotes d'avions pour la marine. Je n'ai pas de frère ou de soeur mais nous avons un chien qui s'appelle Max. Il est très gentil." 

("My name is Y/n Bradshaw and I am 13 years old. My father is named Bradley and my mother is named Natasha. They are pilots for the navy. I don't have brothers or sisters but we have a dog called Max. He is very nice")

It wasn't Shakespeare and you knew it, but you figured she'd pick at your choice of words, not whether or not you had lied about the content of your introduction.

"I do not believe you" She said, arms crossed ovee her chest as she leaned on one of the empty desks on the front row.

"I do not believe your parents are pilots for ze navy. It is very difficult to become a pilot for ze navy. Statistically, it is almost impossible."

You had no idea where she had pulled her numbers from but there had been a miscalculation.

"No, I can assure you my parents are pilots" 

"I do not appreciate your tone, Mizz Bradshaw"

She turned around. In an moment of terrible judgement on your part, you stuck out your tongue. Mrs Higgins saw you in the periphery of her vision. She instantly turned around again, fury etched on her wrinkled face.

"If you did what I think you did, Mizz Bradshaw, I shall make sure you are suspended"

So she did. At lunch, while your friends were going to get lunch, Mrs Higgins had dragged you out into the school entrance hall to speak to your parents. 

They had called your mother and when she didn't respond, your father. You were really hoping neither would be coming and your grandfather would come as you didn't really look forward to the car ride home. You had never been suspended before, or gotten in enough trouble to get them called so you couldn't be certain but you were almost sure that they would spend the journey home angry that they had had to miss work for something so stupid. And they would ground you.

But when a car stopped in front of school's front door, it wasn't Mav that stepped out but both your parents. You felt yourself pale at the thought of the lecture you were going to get, especially since they were both in uniform. But any fear you felt vanished at the sight of Mrs Higgins' astonished face. 

She had pulled your parents aside to explain privately but the sight of two stern fighter pilots talking to a mortified teacher was enough to draw a crowd. Bradley shook his head halfway through and left Natasha to it while he came up and sat next to you.

"Not entirely sure I get what she's saying…Something about you sticking out your tongue at her? I mean, I know you're a kid but I thought we'd outgrown that stage…"

"Sorry dad"

"Yeah… so, what happened?"

"I don't know. She asked us to introduce ourselves and our family in front of the class and when I did she wouldn't believe you guys were pilots"

"So you stuck out your tongue?" You smiled, you knew he was trying not to find this whole situation too amusing.

"Obviously not" You smiled " I told her I wasn't lying, she dudn't like my tone so I stuck out my tongue."

"That makes more sense" 

"Am I still getting punished?"

"We'll let your mom decide, she's an ace when it comes to the whole child-raising business." 

You hummed. Your dad stood up and went to joined your mom again. 

Phoenix had started looking incredibly infuriated with the teacher and it was getting worse by the second. If anything, Rooster was only going in order to mediate.

He looked at his daughter and then at his wife. It had always amazed him how alike the two of them were in both appearance and personality but Rooster had to recognise that there was some of him in you too. You had his eyes and his temper. Where Nat could keep her head on straight in difficult situations, both he and you tended not to think things through too much and just act. It was great in stressful situations, but it had gotten him in trouble more times than he could count.

Rooster wished he'd passed on some other trait, like music. When Nat had first told him they were expecting he had imagined teaching his child to dance, sing and play music but you couldn't carry a tune if it came in a bag, and piano was a no go either. 

He remembered when Nat had first told them they were expecting. They hadn't even been together and Rooster was terrified. He had spoken to Maverick and to Penny to try and be the best dad he could be. He was afraid he would mess up, that he would die and leave you fatherless, or worse that he would work and never spend any time with you.

But when the nurse put you in his arms he had simply melted away, reassured by your little baby smiles. He was instantly smitten.

Eventually, the teacher stopped talking and Nat dropped the death stare to discuss things with her husband. 

You wished they would hurry. They spoke in hushed voices, shooting glances your way every few minutes. It made you nervous, like they were an judge pannel on a gameshow, deciding whether or not to press the buzzer that would send you on in the competition.

You were snapped out of your nervous thoughts by someone's hand tapping you on the shoulder. Wendy, a cool older girl leaned towards you.

"Hey Y/n, are those your parents?" 

You nodded. At least, even if you did get punished the entire experience would have given you some school credibility.

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[sluttyhenley]

girl get help

Top Gun: Maverick (2022)

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[kindaconfused-ngl]

I can't get out of my head this idea of Phoenix being in love with Rooster.

They seem like best friends in the movie, but what if all throughout their friendship Rooster just friendzones her and on one drunken night Hangman, who was clearly into her, is there to comfort her after Rooster takes home some random girl from the bar? Phoenix and Hangman end up being enemies with benefits and when Rooster catches up gets jealous?

Btw: if someone could write a whole ass fanfic from this PLEASE do it

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[boasamishipper]

"mav meets his granddaughter for the first time" PLEASE i am begging!!!!

"Phoenix and I were thinking Nickie'd call you Grandpa," Bradley says, and Maverick's knees go weak on him. "You and Ice." He gulps and rocks back on his heels, offering an awkward grin that was pure Goose. "If...if you wanted."

Maverick tries to speak, but can't quite make any words come out. He swallows and looks down at Nickie again, her little pink face, the balmy, soapy smell of her skin, the wisps of dark brown hair peeking out from under the knit cap. The light blue of her eyes and the bow of her lips, a sweet little echo of Carole’s face. Carole's granddaughter. Goose's granddaughter.

His granddaughter too, if he wanted.

"What do you think, sweetheart?" Nickie blinks up at him and smacks her lips together, whining. Maverick laughs, shifting his hold so she can be more comfortable. "Huh? That sound good to you?"

send me one of my WIPs and i'll tell you all about it!

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[sweetwhispersofchaos]

Master List

Rooster x Phoenix

Eject (WIP)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Red, White, & Blue (One Shot)

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Bob x Phoenix

Snowy Warmth (One Shot)

Tomorrow (One Shot) Sex 101 (Threesome One Shot)

Mornings Of Gold (Top Gun Rocktober)

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Hangman x Phoenix

I Hate Myself For Lovin You (One Shot)

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[foreverrandomwritings]

Okay wait I’ve gotta know about our baby girl too. Some sad and maybe happy

★ - sad headcanon, ✿ - Sex headcanon, ☮ - friendship headcanon

Oof hurting our baby girl for the sad one is gonna be rough. You made up for it with the sex and friendship though😘 I’m also wearing my Bob and Phoenix crewneck for this.

Warnings:

Talks of death at the beginning.

Super fluffy in the middle.

🚨!!!18+ at the end!!!🚨

★ Sad Headcanon

~The worst day of her life was when her grandmother died.

~She and her 2 younger brothers had been raised by their grandparents when their mother and father both passed away in a car accident.

~So losing yet another member of her family was gut wrenching.

~She had her first ever true panic attack that day.

~Luckily Bradley was there to calm her down as she had gotten the news during their time stationed together.

~When she went back home for the funeral she was on autopilot for most of it.

~She had to take the reins on planning everything as her grandfather was much to weak and heartbroken to do it.

~The middle brother was unable to help due to the fact he was in prison once again for something she didn’t care much about.

~Her youngest brother had just had a set of twins with his wife so he wasn’t able to help much either.

~Everything was hazy for her up until she got the cremains from the crematorium.

~She cried in the car with her grandmother sat in an urn next to her.

~She has a ring, necklace, bracelet set with some of the ashes in them.

~Bob asked her about them once and she bittersweetly told him about her grandmother.

~All of the amazing memories she had of her as she was growing up.

☮ Friendship Headcanon

~Growing up she didn’t have that many friends other than the ones that were on her soccer team from middle school to senior year of high school.

~They no longer talk however as when she went off for the Navy they all lost touch.

~However the Navy has brought her 2 of the bestest friends in the world.

~Bradley and Robert.

~It will be war picking who will be her best man out of the two when she gets married.

~Bradley was there for her when her grandmother died.

~That honestly meant the world to her. She will never be able to thank him enough.

~Bobby boy even though freshly her back seater has become her 2nd pea in a pod.

~They do pretty much everything together.

~Grocery shopping, running, working out, dinner, brunch, breakfast, road trips, visiting family, living, shopping, you name it they probably do it together.

~The first time Bobby boy gave her a rock she was Uber confused but put it in the center console of her car anyways.

~Now she has quite a few of them.

~Sometimes if she finds a cool rock she’ll pick it up and give it to him.

✿ Sex Headcanon

~Okayyyyyy this one is 🥵🥵

~She normally likes to be the dominant one during sex.

~She fucks dumb. You could be the smartest person alive and by the time she’s done with you you’re brain is blank.

~Likes to tie you up and do orgasm denial or orgasm overstimulation.

~Will use a Bluetooth vibrator on you while out at the Hard Deck or grocery shopping or something.

~Red, yellow, green for how you’re feeling.

~Loves to eat you out. Will be like a women starved. Completely unhinged feral.

~Will growl when you pull her hair or scratch her back.

~Gets a little peeved if you leave a hickey that’ll be on display when she’s at work.

~However she’ll leave bite marks on your thighs.

~Knows every little spot that makes you tick.

~Will finger you at any given opportunity.

~Loves to fuck you with her strap on.

~When she lets you be the more dominant one she will melt into a puddle.

~Becomes a moaning and whimpering mess.

~Loves having her nipples played with.

~Lick them, suck them, roll them, pinch them anything and she’s a complete mess.

~Her aftercare will be top notch.

~She’ll gently clean you up with a warm rag.

~Will ask you how you’re doing.

~Will make sure you use the bathroom afterwards.

~Gets you a glass of water or something to up your electrolytes if it was an especially rigorous session.

~I can’t think straight when I think of baby girl and sex. My brain is literal fuzz.

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Headcanon Ask Game

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[startrekfangirl2233-fic-recs]

Brace Recommended Fic Masterlist

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Key:

❤️‍🔥 - Smut

☁️ - Fluff

💢 - Angst

🍬 - Sweet

📚 - Multi-Chapter

Told You by @barbiewritesstuff ☁️🍬

You're Phoenix and Rooster's daughter and your teacher doesn't believe that both your parents are navy pilots.

Surprised You Back by @autumntouched 💢

Phoenix is actually hurt that Rooster didn’t tell her he would be stateside.

Trace Family Values by OneOfaKind33 (AO3) ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

A series of all the times Rooster went home with Phoenix and joined in on Trace family traditions during different holidays.

As mentioned in RSVP: Two Christmases, a Thanksgiving, and an Easter that also included two birthdays and a Christening.

+Bonus

RSVP by OneOfaKind33 (AO3) ☁️ 💢 🍬 📚

Phoenix has more important things to worry about than remembering to RSVP but try convincing her sister of that. Luckily, Rooster always has her back.

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