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My Birthday Cake <3
Here is the amazing cake my mother made for my birthday on Monday (12/12)!! I had the best birthday ever and I got a ton of TG:M stuff including the DVD itself💖💖 I absolutely love this cake and I started crying when I saw it for the first time. My mother is by no means a professional cake artist, but she outdid herself with this one.
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This is a banana cake with raspberry filling and vanilla icing😊
I get to keep the two F-18 models as desk decorations on their stands, and I named them Rooster and Maverick.😂
This is definitely my favorite birthday cake I've had.
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elizaisdunn · 2 years
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gong <3
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The Princess of Wales & Gowns in 2022
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roosterbruiser · 1 year
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!! life update and face reveal incoming !!
we're doing a bullet point system!
had my very first one night stand. honestly? less than stellar! but I did it! the guy was kind of a loser, but we all have our things. he did like literally SLAP my tits so hard that I have massive bruises there now and I feel like that was a weird move bc we'd known each other for a grand total of about 10 minutes when we started having sex? anyway, it was insane having sex with like a stranger....don't know if I'd do it again, but you live and you learn!
overwhelmed with tinder honestly....I have over 1400 likes and I just......don't have it in me to do anything about them. but turns out I'm very good at flirting! and I'm also funny! was thinking about posting some screenshots of funny exchanges and labeling which ones are which member of the Dagger Squad! heh!
randomly matched with my ex (the one I was with from 14-17) on tinder and then we started talking and then we just........didn't stop? and like every single night since we started talking again, we've stayed up until 4am talking. what has shocked me the most is that we're getting along better now than we ever have before? and not to mention, he has like actually really apologized about things. not even just a blanket apology either--like a thorough one where he detailed things he did and told me that he was sorry.
he manages a movie theater so the first time we hung out, he took me to the empty theater (like we were the only two in the building) at like 10PM and we watched the new Evil Dead: Rise. and then the next night we parked at the lake from like 10PM-5AM and just....talked. for hours. about everything and nothing. it was insane! and then the next day, he picked me up for coffee and I met his puppy. we've been texting nonstop since. also he's literally taking me to the theater AGAIN to watch Top Gun: Maverick all by ourselves 😭
so in conclusion....I wanna fuck him. and maybe I'm catching feelings. BUT my sister and I are both very co-dependent people with have attachment issues (but at least we're self-aware) so I've decided to adopt her three month rule. so like, I have to talk to my ex for three months before I decide if I'm going to be in a relationship with him. not that it's going to happen or not but...you know!
the only thing is that I WISH I had more time to sit tf down and write! but I have a really busy weekend! I am so excited that I have so many asks to go through! and on that subject, if you sent me a birthday ask---I just fucking adore you! and KNOW that I saw it and KNOW that it made me giggle and kick my feet! however, I don't want to bombard all my followers with answering like 30 birthday wishes a few days late! BUT I LOVE THAT ALL OF YOU SENT THEM AND I WANNA KISS EVERYONE!
so today, I will be writing a bunch of requests and queuing them! I'm trying to get at least TWO posted today! looks like the next week or two will be dedicated to blurbs! but I can't wait to get back into my regularly scheduled posting! hoping to get that schedule out too!!
I'm really happy right now :)
okay here's my face reveal
be nice to me I'm fragile
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thatsrightice · 6 months
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You know that audio trending a while back going “Huey, Dewey, and Louie? Nononono, their names were supposed to be Jet, Turbo, and Rebel!” And then then one of them is like “I could have been Turbo???? I coULD HAVE BEEN TURBO??!?”
That’s me. Right now. Like literally just right now when I found out we could have had a
CARRIER-BASED
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SWEPT-WING
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NAVAL VARIANT OF THE
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F-22 RAPTOR
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J U S T L O O K A T H E R
The US CONGRESS literally went “hey, you should totally do that like we just made that Naval Advanced Tactical Fighter (NAFT) program for you in 1988 so you should def do it.” And in order to make it more appealing, they told the Air Force to evaluate the carrier-based stealth bomber as a potential replacement for their F-111, basically saying the Navy and Air Force would share development costs in theory as both branches could employ both variants or some shit because having an aircraft be multi-role is super appealing.
So thus the NATF-22 was created and very shortly thereafter crumbled up and thrown into the trash by an Admiral Richard Dunleavy as if it were nothing because it was (and I’m using a mocking tone of voice here) too expensive.
And for the record, I see no difference in how the rest of fighter jet history played out, we ended up with a multi-role fighter just as expensive. Like don’t get me wrong, I love the F-35 and it’s quirks like it’s not its fault it was brought up in a society with so much attention on it. The media outreach and coverage in todays world is unprecedented, like no aircraft has been scrutinized or so intensely studied and watched before her.
BUT WE COULD HAVE HAD A TOMCAT RAPTOR DUDE COME ONE
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I imagine this program would have been Iceman’s BABY. He may not have been nearly high enough up in the chain at the time to have any knowledge of it let alone say in the matter, but you just know that when he found out what they could have had he was DEVASTATED. Full on, “WE COULD HAVE HAD A TOMCAT?!?!” moment right there. He mourned. He was inconsolable he straight up mourned his Rapcat. Or is it Tomtor?
And when the F-35 program rolled around you know he ain’t letting that happen again, with or without swept wings. He’s getting his F-35C.
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marauderskeeper · 2 years
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Note to future self, NEVER EVER EVERRRR AGAIN WILL YOU TAKE DAD OR ANY OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS TO SEE A MOVIE IF THE CAST IS HOT AS FUCK. IM NOT JOKING ELIZABETH. NEVER AGAIN. 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
*not my tiktok, but I just had to share that this wasn’t even the main scene that nearly sent me out of my seat 🙇🏾‍♀️*
To Miles Teller and the rest of the cast, you & your agents should be held responsible for the wear and tear my heart and soul took while watching this MASTERPIECE.
Now if anyone needs me, I’ll be hunting down some much needed content of my loves ✌🏾
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jungle-angel · 5 months
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Thanksgiving and Christmas Parenthood/Domestic Prompts
I know this might not be everybody's cup of tea but it's that time of the year and I have had thoughts on the brain as well as the urge to keep writing (lol). Taking requests for Top Gun Maverick, Outer Range, Bad Times At The El Royale, Catch 22 (Hulu), Salem's Lot, Press Play and Lessons In Chemistry.
Their toddler wanting to help with the dinner prep and ending up as the official taste tester
"I know if I drink any more water I'm gonna be getting up at least seven times to pee, unless this one decides otherwise"
Secretly putting out the Christmas gifts while the babies are asleep
"What happened to the apple pie?" "The baby wanted to see what it tasted like...."
The kids sneaking the Christmas cookies that have just come out of the oven
Taking the baby with them to the grocery store for last minute Thanksgiving supplies
Putting out the Thanksgiving or Christmas decorations that the kids made in school
The kids wanting to help decorate for Christmas
Baby's first snowfall
One of the kids being born or brought home from the hospital on Christmas Eve
The kids getting daddy a puppy for Christmas
Daddy and the family dog running behind the babies while they're sledding down the hill
Their special Christmas ornament that they put out every year
Snuggling together to watch a Christmas movie
Hurrying into the house after bringing the kids home from school because of a freak snowstorm
"Can I try the turkey now?"
The kids being so full from dinner that mommy and daddy have to carry them upstairs to their rooms
The kids causing some kind of mischief while mommy and daddy are helping the grandparents cook
"Alright, one more trial run to see if it's perfect"
Coming home after work on the day before Thanksgiving to smell the pies cooking in the oven
Keeping a notebook full of trial and error notes to see if they can perfect the recipe
"I'm no Julia Child but I think I may have created something new for the table this year"
Gathering in the living room with friends and family to enjoy the holiday
What they're most thankful for
Daddy sleeping with the baby on the couch after dinner
"You'd think the cat knew better than to go near the Christmas tree"
"Dad? Did you bring a saw for the tree?"
Surprising the kids before school break by picking them up early
Their s.o and father-in-law causing shenanigans in the kitchen
Thanksgiving Day football game
"How are you not in a food coma already and why are you sneaking pie out of the fridge?"
Hot chocolate on a cold, shitty night
Making a makeshift bed for them and their s.o in the living room because they don't wanna move
"Our house looks like the Griswold House from Christmas Vacation!"
Doing a Friendsgiving because their close friends are like family
Accidentally dropping their glasses in the roasting pan or mixing bowl
"Uh darlin, I think I might've sliced my finger trying to get the turkey guts out"
"It's 5am, I wanna sleep" "Yeah well that turkey is gonna take eleven hours to cook"
Their favorite Christmas film
"We watch this movie a hundred times a year and I never get tired of it"
Their mother-in-law helping them fix a dish that went awry
"Your mom and dad got the kids the cutest pjs for Christmas"
Going to see their kids perform in the school Christmas play
Ugly sweaters
"Mommy and Daddy are kissing under the mistletoe again!!!"
Holding hands under the table during Thanksgiving dinner
"What are you most thankful for?" "You"
The kids helping to set the table for dinner
Taking some of the stress off their s.o by helping them cook
The sneaking scraps to the family dog under the table
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inklore · 2 years
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— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ‘𝟐𝟐
greetings darlings! everyone’s favorite season of filth and horror is upon us, let’s hope this year goes off without a hitch and that we all have a spooktacularly-sexy time.
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— 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄
day one. orgasm denial — ransom drysdale
day two. thigh riding — marc spector
day three. somnophilia (consensual) — jim hopper
day four. hypnotism + noncon — mcu!peter parker ♱
day five. sex work — wade wilson
day six. enemies with benefits + choking — kylo ren
day seven. cult + spanking — din djarin ♱
day eight. hair pulling + mean!dom — william tell
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Lewis Pullman as Major Major Major Major in Catch-22 (2019)
Lewis Pullman as Robert “Bob” Floyd in Top Gun: Maverick (2022)
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hecticwinter · 2 years
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Top Gun: Maverick
Holy shit.
Best film I’ve seen in months.
I laughed, I cried.
The plot, the music, the action, the suspense, perfect.
Absolutely perfect film.
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swhatever · 2 years
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"yes lieutenant"
kinktober ‘22 day 1: choking
pairing: Robert “Bob” Floyd x reader
Summary: y/n clearly doesnt know when to stop acting up, lucky for them a certain WSO is very willing to put them in their place.
Warnings: gn!reader, no mention of genitalia, mean dom!Bob, brat!reader, so many commas, slightly public sexual acts, dom/sub dynamic, established relationship, choking kink (obviously), reader gets called "slut" and"angel"
word count: 419 (there will be a longer part two tomorrow besties <3)
a/n: Sorry for posting a day late ASKSJKAJK i’ve had a pretty shitty cold. This is a pretty short one but there will be a much longer part 2 tomorrow containing all the juicy events that shall follow. This is purely self indulgent towards my current top gun brainrot. Grammarly saves the day yet again.
Please let me know if I’ve missed out on any warnings. -Padfoot <3
You had been teasing him all night, the ‘shy’ WSOs patience running thin at an almost supersonic level. You’d pulled every manoeuvre in the book: brushing against him as you walked past, gently ghosting your fingers up and down his neck, covertly grinding against him as you lazily perched on his lap. Along with your blatant disobedience and taunts, he’d had enough.
           “Outside. Now.” he ordered through gritted teeth, loud enough for the other pilots to here. This order of course received a comment or two from Bradley and Jake, egging your boyfriend on and offering no defence for you - as if you deserved it. Nat simply looked on with a knowing gaze. You were fucked to put it simply. Now, at this point there was no use in arguing against the already exasperated lieutenant. Thus, you simply followed on outside, not particularly wanting to get dragged out in front of everyone. The last thing audible as the door to the Hard Deck shut behind you, were the mocking (and frankly immature) whistles and jeers from Jake.
“Care to explain yourself angel?” it wasn’t a request but more so a command and definitely one that did not need a bratty response. Unfortunately: “I wouldn’t know what you’re on about Bobby. Might i suggest -” you were cut off by a hand gripping your throat followed by a surprised gasp from yourself. “Listen here slut, I have just about had it with you running your mouth whenever you get the chance. If you wanna act like a brat you’ll get fuckin’ treated like one. Understood?” he all but growled. This would be your chance to back down, apologise and maybe (just maybe) get off with a slightly lighter punishment than what you were bound to receive. However, there was a common theme with you in situations like this - you never knew when enough was enough.
            “I’m sorry sweetheart, I think I might need a demonstration.” you jived, sweetly looking up at him, feigning innocence. “Still not backing down hmm? Fine get in the fuckin’ car and you’ll get a demonstration the moment we walk through the door.” you opened your mouth, ready to quip back at him but instead received a harsh slap to the face. “I’d suggest you shut that smart little mouth of yours unless you want more than that.” yet again you went to reply, this time a little warier - “unless it’s a ‘yes lieutenant’ i don’t wanna fuckin’ hear it”, “Yes lieutenant”, “Better. Now Shut it.”
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teddy06 · 1 year
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The Dagger Squad as things my dad actually did while being in the Navy
(In no particular order)
Rooster: Break into a closed zoo during a sixteen hour stop over in Australia because he and his friends had no where else to be and they wanted to see kangaroos but the zoo wouldn’t open before they left
Phoenix: Ate a live dragonfly to prove a point to a group of recruits he was training, then denied it any time a recruit that hadn’t been in the group asked if it were true, like “where do these rumors even start”
Coyote and Hangman: won too many free pitchers of beer during a competitive darts competition at a bar in the Philippines, to the point where the restaurant ran out of pitchers, they had to start giving away beer to random people, and were forcibly separated and put into new teams
Fanboy: stuck the end of a broom to the back of his helmet, put on a red shirt and painted his face to go to a Halloween party thing with his squad as Marvin the Martian, and ended up being the only person with a real costume
Fritz: Was out too late with a group of friends in San Diego and had like forty minutes to get back to his ship before curfew, but the taxi they called could only fit so many people so he opted to run back, ended up on a random trail going in the wrong direction and almost got caught by boarder patrol trying to get back into the country because he’d gone to far and ended up in Mexico
Yale: peeled an orange so that the peel was all one long piece, ate the orange and then spent several hours crazy gluing the peel back together because he was bored
Bob: was the only person to think to bring a change of clothes in his carry on whilst leaving for a deployment, and when commercial planes ended up getting their luggage mixed up and lost was the only person in his squad to have clean clothes for two weeks
Omaha: was approached multiplie times in multiple different countries by civilians speaking the native language because they had assumed he’d been from there
Payback: got into the officers line at dinner, filled a soup bowl with shrimp and a soup bowl with cocktail sauce and then went and sat with a group of recruits and kept telling them they needed to go up and get some shrimp just to fuck with them
Harvard: meticulously collected sand from ever beach his squad landed on a in little Tabasco bottles only to give up and throw them away because he decided that it was too much work and that he didn’t like Tabasco enough to keep finishing bottles of it
Halo: got so drunk at a bar in the Philippines that he started doing karaoke to a song in Tagalog; he does not speak Tagalog nor has he ever done karaoke since
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thatsrightice · 9 months
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From your reply to my ask:
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Whomst has summoned the avgeek—
I don’t want you to cry, but favorite commercial and military aircraft?
Also: I am in complete agreement—Ice fighting off FIVE MiGs was so cool, badass and hot.
Okokokokokok I needed a sec to run around and scream but I’m ok
Airplanes are amazing and I love them. Every time I see one or am on one I literally can’t stop smiling. Its impossible not to.
Let’s start commercial; so my favorite is a bit more private than commercial but I have a soft spot for Gulfstream because I may or may not work there. You can call me biased, but with windows that are EVENLY spread so each seat has a perfect window view not to mention the INSANELY HUGE windows, it’s hard not to love. I specifically enjoy the G650 model for more biased reasons.
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Like come on! I always get window seats flying commercial but half the time the windows are like out of reach or basically behind me so these windows are incredibly cool to me. Did I mention they’re 28” wide? Insane.
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Favorite military plane is a LOT harder but I do love the F-22 Raptor. When I saw the F-22 twilight demo at EAA for the first time I immediately fell in love with it. It was the first airplane I genuinely held above the rest. I had always loved aviation but it made me fall in love all over again, nothing compares to hearing the crackle of the afterburner as it streaks across the sky I get goosebumps every time. Genuinely an amazing aircraft, one of the best if not the best ever produced. Here, have this pic I took after a pilot flew a demo and no he’s not flipping off the camera I promise :)
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F-14 Tomcat is always up there for sure. I love reading stories and listening to podcast episodes from the people who flew them. A big part of my interest in them, beside the movie Top Gun, is the shear amount of ISSUES they had! Like literal death traps at times 💀💀💀 To put it crudely (and probably incorrectly just know there’s some truth to it), you couldn’t change your airspeed while doing maneuvers without the compressor stalling, the hydraulic issues, the TF-30 engine throwing fan blades that would literally tear apart the engine to pieces, did I mention the extremely common compressor stall?, the occasional flap slat disconnect issues, I could go on forever. It’s such a humbling aspect of the jet that not many people know about. The fact that it’s a two-seater is also so cool cause it’s becoming less common in newer aircraft (I’m looking at you F-35).
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topguncortez · 2 years
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Day 22: Pick your poison ➢prompt: ALT- adrenaline crash ➢character: Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson ➢warnings: Uranium Mission, mentions of a will, mentions of death, passing out. ➢word count: 2k
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When Beau had to pick the best of the best to come back for this mission, he knew that her name would come across his desk. Anyone would be a fool to not pick her, it was just that Beau was hesitant. Anyone would be hesitant to pick their daughter to go fly a suicide mission from hell. But as he stood and watched Falcon maneuver through the training course with ease, he knew he made the right call. 
“How do you feel about this?” Falcon asked her dad as she sat in his office. They were soon going to have to go down to the ops deck to hear who Captain Mitchell chose for the mission. Part of her wanted to not be chosen, but the other part wanted to be. This was going to be a mission that would save lots of people, but it could also cost the lives of some amazing pilots. 
“Ask me when I found out who’s flying,” Cyclone answered, and leaned back in his chair, “You um. . .  I’m guessing you have. . . everything squared away?” 
Falcon looked down at her boots and nodded. It was one of the first things they have you do when you enlist, set up your will. She hadn’t ever changed it from when she was 18 and signed her first contract. Everything was set to go to her parents. She didn’t want them to have to deal with the hassle of anything, so she made it easy. Every year they had to look at their benefits and will, making sure that everything was up to date. 
“What about Bradley?” 
“His is too,” Falcon answered on behalf of her husband. Beau hated the fact that she had married another pilot, but he was also relieved. Beau had been divorced twice, and didn’t want his daughter to have to go through that same pain. So what’s better than marrying someone who understands their life? 
“I want you to know. . . everything will be okay,” It felt like an empty promise, and Y/N felt like she was a little girl learning how to ride a bike again. She gave her dad a small smile as she stood up from her seat. 
“We better head down,” She said and Cyclone nodded. 
He stood behind Captain Mitchell, looking over the twelve pilots he hand selected to come to this mission. Falcon stood next to Rooster, and Cyclone looked at them both. He had watched them both grow over the past ten years into the excellent pilots that they are today. He couldn’t have been prouder of both of them. He considered Bradley to be like another son. Maverick had picked his two foxtrot teams, and Cyclone took a deep breath before announcing the two solo pilots that would accompany him. 
“Falcon and Rooster.” 
Cyclone clenched his jaw as he looked at the two of them. They both gave each other a small glance, before looking back at their captain. Cyclone cleared his throat dismissing them and telling them the morning hit time. Y/N took a step back as she fell out of attention, and hugged Bradley tightly. Warlock put a hand on Cyclone’s shoulder as he watched his daughter interact with her spouse. Bradley whispered something in her ear, and she nodded before he placed a quick kiss on her cheek. Y/N watched as Bradley walked away before going over to her dad. 
“Falcon,” Cyclone said, and could see the tears in her eyes, “Come on.” 
He led her back to his office, and once he shut the door, the sobs left her mouth. The weight of the situation was finally hitting her. It was more than just practice and running the course now. Cyclone sat down in the chair next to her, and let her cry. He knew that she hated to be coddled, she had been like that from a young age. She was very independent. 
“Captain Mitchell made a good choice,” Cyclone spoke up, and Y/N nodded. She wiped away her tears, and leaned her elbows on her knees, still looking down at the linoleum floor, “You know how this works. You are one of the only ones, besides Maverick, that has experience with something like this.” 
“That was before I had a child back home,” Y/N sniffled, “And my husband flying right next to me.” 
Cyclone’s eyes drifted to the back of the frame that held the picture of his grandson, “That is true. You have more at stake than any of them out there. . . but you are also one of the best out there. You know how this works. You know the course, you know the risks, you know how to get home safely. If I was out there, I would want you by my side in a dogfight.” 
Y/N nodded and took a deep breath, “Just. . . you need to be the one who tells Nick, okay?” Y/N looked over her shoulder at her dad. That’s what caused tears to fill Cyclone’s eyes. He clenched his jaw and fought back tears as he nodded, “Don’t let two random strangers tell him that one of us died. Don’t do that to him.” 
“I won’t-” 
“Promise me.” 
“I promise, I will be the one to tell Nick.” 
Y/N nodded and stood up from her spot, “I have an early morning.”  
Cyclone nodded and stood up as well. They weren’t ever very affectionate. That wasn’t the type of house that Cyclone grew up in, and with her mother never being around, Y/N wasn’t very affectionate either. But, Cyclone hugged his daughter anyway. She relaxed in his arms and he placed a kiss on the top of her head. 
“I love you, Y/N.” 
“I love you too, Dad.” 
Cyclone let his daughter go, and watched as she walked out the door of his office. He sat back down in his chair, and held his head in his hands and cried. 
Instead of going back to her own quarters, she went down to Roosters. She knew that Hangman was more than likely in Bob’s for the night. Rooster smiled at her as she walked in, holding in his hand a picture of his family. He moved over the best he could to make space in the small twin bed. Y/N laid down on the bed and curled into his side. Rooster held her tightly, both knowing their lives could change tomorrow morning. 
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Cyclone had hardly slept that night. He had emailed his ex-wife telling her that both Bradley and Y/N had been chosen for the mission. He mentioned what Y/N said about him being the one to tell Nick if something happened to his parents. Everytime he thought about it, having to tell his three year old grandson that his mommy and daddy were dead, brought tears to his eyes every time. He held a cup of coffee in his hand as he overlooked the flight deck from the tower, watching the hustle of the crew. He knew that Y/N and Bradley were probably getting dressed, and spending a quiet morning with one another. Usually, Cyclone was highly against sailors sleeping in other’s quarters, but he knew the risks of the mission and let it go. 
“Sir, they are ready,” Warlock said to him, “Do you want to-” 
“Can’t,” Cyclone said, cutting him off, “She made it clear years ago. . . she doesn’t like to be bothered before a mission. She’s probably already kicked Bradley away.” 
Warlock chuckled, “She’s a good pilot.” 
“I know,” Cyclone answered, “Let’s do this.” 
Cyclone held his breath as he watched the pilots take off and begin their trek towards the Uranium Plant. Hearing his daughter’s voice come over coms as she became airborne made his heart pound in his ears. He watched the screen and listened closely as the pilots dropped into the terrain, flying under the first set of SAMS. Falcon’s job was easy, she was to drop the third and final missile on the plant on the way out of the steep dive, right before going into coffin corner. As long as Maverick and Rooster hit their targets, Falcon would be able to drop in completely blind. Cyclone held his breath as Maverick deployed his missile, watching as it hit right on target. 
“Line it up, Fanboy!” Rooster called out. 
“I can’t, it’s not. . . deadeye, Rooster!” Fanboy’s voice called out in a panic. 
“Drop in blind,” Falcon called out, right behind him. 
“I can’t, it’s too-” 
“It’s even riskier if I do it,” Falcon said, cutting him off. 
“Dropping in blind,” Rooster announced. Cyclone clenched his jaw as he waited with baited breath to see if Rooster hit his target. 
“Bullseye! Bullseye!” An operator called out. 
“They’re not clear yet,” Cyclone said, “It’s coffin corner.” 
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Cyclone was the first on the flight deck when the planes started landing. Her plane was second to last, having circled back to try and look for Bradley when he went down. Cyclone knew that he should write her up for insubordination, disobeying a direct order and leaving herself as an open enemy target, but he could care less at this point in time. The second he saw her plane he was running out onto the tarmac to get to her. She was shaky as she climbed down the ladder and reached out for her dad. 
“Dad,” Her voice was even shaky as she called out for him. Cyclone gripped on to her forearms as she reached the bottom of the ladder, “You need to send a search and rescue-” 
“We have a team on standby for when it’s clear,” Cyclone explained, “We need to get you to post-flight check.” 
“Bradley’s gone,” She looked up at her dad. Her eyes wet with tears, “Oh my-” 
Cyclone felt her knees give out from under her. He gripped her body tightly to keep her from crashing to the ground, “Medic! We need a medic!” He wrapped an arm under his daughter’s knees and around her back, picking her up from the ground. He quickly got her over to one of the awaiting gurneys and the medical staff began their assessment. 
It had been hours since Falcon landed back on the carrier, and Beau hadn’t left her side. He had heard the good news from Warlock, letting him know that his son-in-law had made it back alive. It was like a weight had been lifted off of Cyclone’s shoulders. He no longer had to think of going home to tell his grandson his father died. Or worse, he would have to tell his daughter when she woke up that her husband was dead. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was somewhat comforting as Cyclone waited for her to wake up. Rooster was off in some other room being examined. 
Cyclone was dozing off when he heard the soft whimpers fall from her lips. He sat up and looked over at his daughter, who was strating to somewhat wake up. He could see her shifting eyes under her eye lids and he grabbed her hand, letting her she wasn’t alone. Y/N blinked at the harsh light shining in her face. 
“Where- What happened?” She asked, her voice gravely, “Dad? Wait. . .is he- is he g-gone-” Y/N started to panic as Cyclone moved quickly and placed a hand on her head, gently patting the top of her head. 
“You’re okay. You’re on the ship, in the infirmary. The mission was a success, you did what you were supposed to,” Cyclone explained. He hated seeing his daughter cry. He hadn’t seen her shed a tear since she was about fourteen. Gently, he brushed a stray tear from the side of her face, “Bradley is alright. He made it back.” 
“Oh my god,” She cried out, and relaxed a bit on the bed, “I-I thought he was-” 
“I know,” Cyclone said, “They stole an F-14, can you believe that shit?” Y/N couldn’t help but laugh, having gotten to know Maverick, she wasn’t surprised, “God, those two must be the luckiest sons of bitches alive.” 
Y/N opened her mouth to speak, when the door to her room was opened and Rooster walked in. She let out a shaky sigh, as he quickly ran over to her. Cyclone moved from her bed, so Rooster could hug his wife. He watched as Rooster held her tightly, taking in the feel of her body against his. Cyclone smiled to himself as he stepped out of the room, letting them have a moment alone
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Another bucket of Domestic Prompts
I have GOT to keep better track of this shit (lol). Dinner's on the table guys so eat up, I promise you, they're delicious and nice and warm and no worries, any of theses lists are always open (lol). Taking requests for Top Gun Maverick (any character), Outer Range, Bad Times At The El Royale, Catch 22 (Hulu), Salem's Lot, Press Play and coming soon......Lessons In Chemistry.
Skin-to-skin with the baby either before bed or in the shower
"I um.....I made you dinner"
Trip to the art museum
Screwing around in the college chemistry lab before Halloween because their s.o wanted to recreate Frankenstein
Reading to their kids before bed
Adopting a new pet
"Darlin the ghouls are hitching a ride in the laundry basket again!"
"I'M NOT TO BE DISTURBED!" (leads to smut)
The baby being born at home
Bringing tiny baby animals into the house before a big snowstorm
Fixing something that used to belong to a family member
Letting the grandparents watch the kids for the day
Prepping the house for winter
"You've been grading papers all day, you need a break"
"I hate grocery shopping"
Trying to keep the kids from ruining their good clothes before going to church and failing miserably
Making warm baked goods on a freezing, shitty day
Helping their s.o to relax after they've been working all day long
Having the whole family over for Sunday dinner
Their favorite activities for fall and winter with their s.o and their kids
FaceTiming their s.o at work while they're renovating a really horrible house
Storytime with the kids by the fireplace
Heating a blanket in the dryer for freezing cold nights
Sneaking food scraps to the dog/cat
Perfecting their skills in the kitchen with their s.o
Coming home late and tucking their children into bed
Nature based projects
Fixing an old quilt
Washing their s.o's nasty feet
"Will you stop sneaking my oatmeal cookies before dinner?!"
Telling the in-laws if the baby is a boy or a girl
Making homemade soap
Hot coffee or tea before bed
Taking a ride in the truck to put the baby to sleep
Trying not to cry when their baby starts crying while getting their shots at the doctor's
"You've been combing their hair for hours" "Sweetheart, I ain't risking a case of head lice in this house"
Dancing in the living room with their s.o
Warm hands (does lead to smut)
"What do you want me to make you for breakfast?"
"You didn't tell me you slept in the nude" (smut)
Having to rub their s.o's belly because they ate too much cheese
Their s.o keeping detailed notebooks full of their work studies
A night at the rodeo
"C'mon honey, crawl to daddy!"
"Dear the dog farted again" "Oh shut up, I know it was you!"
Finally being able to move into their dream home
Movie night
Getting ready for Thanksgiving a few weeks in advance
Putting on a show for their s.o in the bedroom (smut)
Their s.o and the dog teasing the baby
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