#wolfman x reader

[ddejavvu]

Touch starved pilots of your choice cuddling their s/o headcanons

characters written: pete 'maverick' mitchell, nick 'goose' bradshaw, tom 'iceman' kazansky, ron 'slider' kerner, leonard 'wolfman' wolfe, rick 'hollywood' neven, beau 'cyclone' simpson, bradley 'rooster' bradshaw, jake 'hangman' seresin, natasha 'phoenix' trace, robert 'bob' floyd, javy 'coyote' machado, mickey 'fanboy' garcia, reuben 'payback' fitch

sfw, but cut for length. enjoy!

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:

depends on what age you're thinking!

if it's young!mav, he's probably just a liiiitle reluctant to let himself relax sometimes

he's sort of got his tough guy persona, and he's not used to dropping it, so when you get him alone he tries messing around at first

whether that's a few too many kisses, or a pinch to your side, he guards himself a bit before letting himself go

but when he does, oh, he's like a little kitten !

he lets you run your hands through his gelled hair (gross)

and it gets all misshapen and spiky

he probably just melts when you pet his hair like that, and he'll be snoozing on your chest in no time

now older!mav is definitely less of a tough nut to crack

he probably initiates the cuddling in the first place, he nudges you over to the bed and lays himself on top of you to crush you

you can push at his chest and splutter all you want, but he's made his choice on where he's going to lay, and it's on you

he likes holding you, but he wants to be face-to-face, so you can brush noses and bump foreheads

he probably tries sooo hard to stay awake so that he can soak in the time you're spending together but peepaw definitely crashes like 10 minutes in

Nick 'Goose' Bradshaw:

he also likes to be face to face!

buuut not for the same sweet reason as mav

he just wants to itch you with his mustache

he likes nipping at you too, he bites your nose to make you laugh

you won't be getting any sleep when you cuddle with goose, he just wants to talk and laugh and hold you the entire time

it's not a period of time to wind down, it's a big laugh-fest

and god FORBID you try to get up to pee

“Nick, I have to go.” / “Sorry, honey. I can’t let go. I think my hand’s stuck.” / “NICK!!”

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky

he’s another one who probably has just a bit of trouble letting his guard down

he’ll cuddle with you no doubt, but he’ll probably always keep you in his lap or have some sort of upper hand in the embrace

it takes a while before he’s ready to be held himself

when he does finally give in it's so soft and sweet :')

he's had a really hard day and he comes home with his eyes drooping

you've planned a movie night but he doesn't even look like he could sit through an episode of a tv show

so you lead him to bed instead, and tell him you're sleepy, cause he won't 'ruin' the night by admitting that he is

you ask to play with his hair and he lets you, but he's not sure why 'cause you just said you were tired??

you basically have to trick him into being held but once his head is on your chest and your hands are in his hair he's gone.

he ends up mumbling something all sleepy and groggy like 'mm, that's nice' and his eyes are half shut and he's so endearingly tired :')

he wants you to do it all the time now, I'd say it's about 50/50 whether you fall asleep holding him or he falls asleep holding you

Ron 'Slider' Kerner:

slider's a big boy!!!!!!!

he's big and tall and muscly, the perfect cuddle buddy

he's probably more inclined to hold than be held

but he likes it when you face him so you can wrap your arms around his back :')

he probably likes it when he's able to bury his face in your neck/shoulder/against the top of your head

like he always wants his face snuggled in somewhere warm and nice smelling

and it just so happens his chest is an excellent place to get lost yourself

so you most of the time just nuzzle right into each other and get to snoozin'

i think he'd talk real soft, too, he'd murmur against your ear while you're drifting off, probably boring you to sleep with technical details of his flights but just before you crash for the night he slips in a little 'i love you, honey' and <33333

Leonard 'Wolfman' Wolfe:

he's a loser for his partner it has to be said

almost as teasing as nick is but not quite

he'll let you fall asleep he just wants to talk to you AllTheTime because he LovesYouSoMuch

he's a chatterbox and you'll be lucky if you get to sleep at a decent hour

he really likes it when you lay your head on his chest

'cause he likes playing with your hair and your face :]

sometimes he'll just use you as a little stress toy and squeeze your cheeks and pinch your nose and poke at your forehead

always making silly little jokes and telling you all about his day

down to, like, every comment one of his friends made...

'and then slider said he was gonna kill him but hollywood ran, so then they were just chasing each other around and iceman said-' / 'babe.. can we sleep? please?' / 'oh! right, sorry baby.'

Rick 'Hollywood' Neven

listen there's a reason he and wolfman get along so well

they're BOTH teases!!!

cuddling with hollywood is not really relaxing, because he's always pinching your sides or putting his nasty cold feet all over you, or pretending to knock you out by fake-punching you a bunch

you're just laying there and he's 'punching' your stomach, making fake punch sounds with his mouth, and if you push him away he'll pretend you've absolutely knocked him out, tumbling down onto the mattress with this dramatic thump and closing his eyes and sticking his tongue out of his mouth like he's a dead cartoon character 😭

he's like a dog you have to get his energy out before trying to rest with him or he just Won't Rest

when you DO get him sleepy, though, he's kinda incoherent when he's tired, so you'll be cuddled up together, maybe you're scratching his back, maybe he's playing with your hair, and he's just sort of mumbling nonsense until he finally drifts off to sleep

Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson:

will not be held

sorry! not happening

he's just so big and beefy and authoritative that he doesn't much enjoy being coddled

he loves cuddling with you though, he gets very relaxed just laying with you

he's a casual toucher, i think, so you can rest your head on his shoulder at the airport, you can hold his hand at restaurants, whether that be over or under the table, he lets you hang all over him however you want

he's not super into in-your-face PDA, though, so you'll have to be polite and considerate about it

actually in bed though, under the blankets at night?

he's so much more cuddly than you'd expect

he wraps his big strong arms around you and tugs you close and lets you melt all over him <33

your favorite place to lay your head is probably his chest 'cause it's so broad and firm and nice <3

he's a good back rubber so cuddles are always soft and cozy and sleepy

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw:

lord he's a cuddler

he's just a touchy guy, because he's probably gone without it for a significant amount of time so now that he's got you he's gonna enjoy it

big big big on pda, doesn't really care who sees

so that means cuddling in public, too

perfectly content to sit by the beach with you in his lap all cuddled back into his chest he doesn't care if anyone teases him

but back in bed he's a sucker for head scratches

if you have long-ish nails, enough to scratch at his scalp, he'll literally melt over you like an ice cream cone

his limbs go all gooey and he flops his head down on your chest, groaning and grunting while you scratch through his hair

he really enjoys sleeping on top of you, whether that be fully chest-to-chest 'you're suffocating me' cuddling or just an arm thrown over your stomach while he lays on his own

he likes being held, too, but probably prefers to hold unless he's having a hard day

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin:

big boy!! surprisingly fond of being held for everything we know about him

that cocky demeanor does not last under the sheets

he adores holding you, of course, he'll wrap his big arms around you and cradle your head to his chest

he probably plays with your hair, looooves it when you tangle your legs up with his own

he prefers if you talk to him rather than him talk to you if you're cuddling

cause he likes the sound of your voice and he loves hearing about your day

he tries to listen so attentively to what you're saying, but if you're taking a little too long telling him about that batty old customer that had visited the shop you work at today, his eyes are going to slowly start to droop and he's gonna let out a big ol yawn that means it's time for him to close his eyes

you always cut yourself off like 'sorry, jake. g'head, go to sleep'

and he insists you continue like 'nooo darlin' i wanna hear! keep going :]' except within two minutes he's dozing against the pillow while you talk about the old lady again

he's a simple man just talk soft and slow to him while snuggled up in his arms and he's gonna sleep no matter what you're telling him

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace:

she really likes laying face-to-face with you!!

she's a fan of spooning, of course, she likes either burying her face in your back or letting you snuggle into hers

but she loves the intimacy that comes from being pretty much nose-to-nose with you

the type to lay there and chat with you mere inches away so that you're leaning in to kiss her all giggly and bashful every four seconds

she uses your cuddle time to tell you all about her teammates, what stupid shit jake said today, how bob almost tripped down the stairs, that fanboy's got a new girlfriend who wants to meet you, etc etc etc

but that means when you see them next you know all of the hot gossip about everyone and you giggle every time jake says something dumb and he's like WHAT.. WHAT IS IT.. WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME.. and you give nat this little ;) 'cause you'll definitely be talking shit about him later

she does this thing where she cradles the back of your head in her hand if you're face to face and she throws her leg over your waist and it gives you such intense butterflies that you need to close your eyes sometimes <3333

Robert 'Bob' Floyd:

cuddlebug <3

he loooves cuddling but if you do it face-to-face he's gonna need to be super close to you because he can't see without his glasses 😭

i'm taking like nose-to-nose so close that you have to cross your eyes to see him

otherwise he's pretty chill in what positions he likes

you love it when he reads to you

i think he might not be the most confident reader out loud but he does it anyways 'cause it puts you to sleep

he gets really sleepy really easily so sometimes it's best to refrain from cuddling in public

like you're out on the beach by a firepit and you're all snuggled up together but oops he can't enjoy his smores because he's sleeping on your shoulder

he loves it when you lay your head on his shoulder sm :'))

he wraps his arm around you and tugs you closer <3

Javy 'Coyote' Machado:

prefers holding to being held

probably a little less talkative than the rest, but that doesn't mean you never chat

he just has this insane ability to fall asleep anywhere, i'm talking slumped against the bus window, leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground, piloting his aircraft sorry

he likes staring at you, though, while he falls asleep :')

if you're talking to him he'll listen and nod and hum along and agree when he should, he's a very good listener

but slowly he'll start to fade a bit, and he'll sling his hand over your waist, smush his face into the pillow, and keep listening for as long as he can

slooooowly you start getting less responses from him, he's not reacting as much, but his eyes are always locked onto your face and he's got this lazy little smile on his face while he drifts off to sleep 'cause he gets to look at you the whole time :')

loverboy!!

Mickey 'Fanboy' Garcia:

the most talkative in the whole wide world

cuddling with him is barely even cuddling, it's watching him act out his entire day

'and then payback went like this and- BAM! shot it down.'

and he's up on his knees in the middle of the bed with his arms out demonstrating exactly how they'd worked through their training exercises that day

and he is loud and energetic and you're half-asleep like 'that sounds awesome, babe.'

he isn't one to stay in one place really, he likes tossing and turning a bit before he falls asleep which means that you are also going to be tossed and turned

he's a really shifty sleeper too so you'll wake up with your face in his armpit

if you're really sleepy though, he'll settle down, he'll pull you into his chest and let you fall asleep there

but he'll probably be on his phone for a bit, he strikes me as a crazy night owl

Reuben 'Payback' Fitch:

out in two seconds

there is no conscious cuddling with him

why?

because the second his head hits the pillow he's snoring

you can cuddle up to him but if he's cuddling up to you he's doing it in his sleep

you're actually so jealous of him bc you lay down for the night and he tucks his chin over your head or he snuggles his face into your neck and that's it.

he's out.

he's a clingy sleeper, though, so if you wanna read for a bit or use your phone it might be kind of hard

honestly it really helps your sleep schedule to sleep with him 'cause sometimes he's entirely wrapped around you and you can't move

so there's nothing to do but sleep yourself

he's like a living furnace i KNOW that man runs hot

you probably wake up sweating a bunch if you're all snuggly with him

blanket stealer. he somehow manages to tear them off of the end of the bed where they're tucked in and cocoon himself

and then you wake up freezing cold

when i said he snores i mean it he snores loud

it's sort of comforting eventually? like at first it drives u insane

but over time you come to rely on it as white noise and you can't sleep unless he's all over you snoring right in your ear and drooling on your shoulder

#pete mitchell x reader #maverick x reader #nick bradshaw x reader #goose x reader #tom kazansky x reader #iceman x reader #ron kerner x reader #slider x reader #wolfman x reader #hollywood x reader #beau simpson x reader #cyclone x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #bradley bradshaw imagine #rooster imagine #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake seresin imagine #hangman imagine #natasha trace x reader #phoenix x reader #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd imagine #javy machado x reader #coyote x reader #mickey garcia x reader #fanboy x reader #reuben fitch x reader #payback x reader

[jooba]

wolfman x reader

"Imagine getting the great news that you're one of a million civilians chosen to go to a distant planet, to intermingle with the local aliens. Unfortunately, your online friend doesn't exactly seem to like that idea."

TW: MDNI, reader referred to as 'girl', sexual desires, anxiety, neurodivergent reader, reader big dumb, licking, 'virgin' reader, hand appreciation

wordcount: 2,388

Three words: Civilian Space Program. The most incredible opportunity of a lifetime (for an average Joe like you).

One word: Congratulations! The letter you held in your shaking hands almost didn’t seem real. It was glossy, professional, and signed by someone so important that it was a 100% probability that you would never breathe the same air as them. Congratulations! But it was real, and your life would never be the same. You were going to space. To meet aliens. Your poor little heart almost couldn’t take it. Breath labored, you quickly snapped a picture of the letter before posting it to all of your socials. Quickly, friends and family bombarded you with questions and excitement, just as in disbelief as you are. Several phone calls later, and plenty of assurances to those with concerns, you fell back onto your couch, still clutching the letter. In just a month, you would be boarding a vessel with 14 other civilians, shipped off to the planet Geron 6GI, and left there for 3 years to “create relations” and “cultivate a human lifestyle”. Whatever that means. All you knew was that you… were a monsterfucker… and… well… aliens are sort of like monsters too. 

In your elation, you nearly missed the newest comment on your Instagram post. It was Peter, an online friend whom you had known for years. It simply said, “call me.” Peter knew about the program and how badly you wanted to be in it, but he was pretty adamant that your chances were too low. Smiling, you dialed his number. He answered on the first ring, speaking before you had a chance to.

“This is serious? You’re serious?” 

“Of course! I’m freaking out, Peter. I’m going to SPACE. I’m going to fuck so many aliens, you don't even know. Well, you do know, but-”

“You’re leaving in a month?” He asked. You kicked your legs in glee, squealing. 

“Yep! 3 years in space and depending on how the program goes it might go on for longer. God, should I bring my toys? Do you think they’ll even be allowed on the flight? But what if the aliens have toys that I can buy…” Your breath hitched just at the thought. There was silence on his end for a few moments.

“You’re a virgin.” Cheeks turning red, you scoffed into your phone.

“So what?” 

“So you’re giving yourself away to some random alien?” He hissed the word lowly, talking in a manner you had never heard from him before. You take a second to collect your thoughts, not understanding where his aggression is coming from.

“Peter… we live in the 21st century. Virginity is a stupid construct. Besides, I uh... I’m not really a virgin, you know.” 

“What?” 

“Ugh, can we not talk about this? So embarrassing…” You mumble, turning to a more comfortable position on the couch. There was silence as both of you struggled with what to say next. It wasn’t like you were actually embarrassed talking about sexual things, but Peter had a way of making your stomach flutter. It was awful having a mini crush on someone online, and even worse when he insisted on hearing all the details of your life. All the details. 

“I’m going to come see you.” He said, sighing into the phone. You froze, blinking in surprise. The two of you had never met in real life before, you’ve never even seen a picture of him! Sometimes, you would discuss meeting, but he lived a long flight away and schedules never seemed to work out. Over time, the thought of seeing him in person became too daunting, and you always shot him down. What if he thought you were too ugly to be friends with? What if the two of you couldn’t get along in person, and he lost interest? 

“A-are you sure, Peter?” You could hear the smile in his voice as he responded. 

“Of course.”

You stood nervously in the airport, shifting back and forth. People kept glancing at you, giving you curious glances. Avoiding eyes with an old troll whose beard desperately needed maintenance, you wiped the sweat from your face with your sleeve. Maybe you’d be less nervous if you had brought a friend with you to pick up Peter… Your phone buzzed with a text. 

landing now

You watch as the terminal quickly fills up with tired travelers. Eyes swiping back and forth from person to person, you attempt to pick out a man to match Peter’s description of himself. But his description was so vague, all you really knew was that apparently he was tall and had brown hair. 

Someone bumps into you, and your phone clatters to the ground. They quickly apologize but scurry away too quickly for you to get a good look at them. Grumbling, you bend down to pick up your phone, dusting it off and checking for cracks. When your eyes lift, your heart explodes in surprise at the wolfman standing before you. Hot! Inner you squeals. Standing nearly two heads taller than you, he’s lean and dressed very cleanly. Chestnut-colored fur streaks around his cheeks and neck, speckled with darker colors around his hairline and dipping underneath his shirt. Black eyes peer at you, squinting slightly.

“Oh, um. Hi!” You laugh nervously, tugging at your hair. “Just dropped my phone.” You wave your phone in front of you, but then quickly tuck it away when you realize how dumb you probably looked. The wolfman’s mouth slowly curls up into a predatory smile, top lip slightly gaped to allow for pointy fangs to peek through. 

“You’re cute,” he says quietly, eyes appraising your figure. You have to desperately ignore the urge to cover yourself from his evaluating gaze. You laugh weakly.

“T-thanks.” You give him a small smile. The two of you stare at each other for a moment. He hikes his backpack up over his shoulders, raising one eyebrow at you. Does he want something from you…? Oh god. Despite his good looks, it’s not the best time to be flirting with someone: not when you’re waiting for Peter. 

“I’m sorry. I’m.. uh… picking up a friend. Sorry.” You glance away from him, pretending to search the crowd for Peter. Why is he taking so long?

The wolfman grumbles with quiet laughter, almost a mixture of a purr and low-pitched whine. It's a rather charming sound. Suddenly, his clawed hand is on your scalp, rubbing against your hair to mess it up. He tugs certain strands this way and that, causing an absolute mess. You gasp, pulling away, quickly attempting to fix the mess he just made. 

“You’re even denser in person than I thought you would be,” he says, looking extremely satisfied at your misery. His ears twitch slightly. You pause, squinting up at him in irritation.

“Well, that’s rude. And please don’t touch my hair, I don’t know you.” You take a step back away from him in caution just to be safe. 

The wolfman huffs, rolling his eyes slowly. “That’s the thing. You do know me.” He pulls his phone out, and types onto it quickly, before looking at you expectantly. Your phone buzzes. A message from Peter. 

right in front of you. so dense.

You can’t quiet the gasp that leaves your mouth in time. You gape up at him, astonished.

“You never told me you were a wolfman!?!” 

Heart racing, you bring your knuckle up to your mouth and light chew on a finger. All these years, all the calls and long talks and he never thought to mention his species?! Oh god, you have said so many embarrassing things to him: things you would never say to a non-human. Things about giant monster cocks and clawed hands and fluffy sensitive ears and oh my GOD. You swear heat is steaming out of your ears with how embarrassed you are. 

“Didn’t think it mattered,” he shrugs. He reaches up to lightly scratch at one fluffy ear, maintaining eye contact with you. It twitches at his touch, apparently sensitive. You want to coo and squeal at how cute it is, but you restrain, just barely. Gnawing on your finger, you avert your eyes. You must not look at the handsome wolfman. Must resist. Must get Peter home without drowning in your drool…

One car ride home, hours of gentle ribbing and teasing, a desperate call to the nearest fast food joint, and a change into pajamas later, you find yourself sitting on your couch, a bowl of popcorn in hand, waiting patiently for Peter to join you. He’s taking a long time in the bathroom, but you’re not too worried. It seemed your apartment was a bit too small for him, and he was constantly ducking his head and squeezing past your furniture. Admittedly, it was really charming. You can’t help but shovel popcorn into your face as you wait. You can’t wait too long, otherwise the popcorn will get stale! In the middle of licking your fingers free from butter and salt, Peter plops down next to you. You slide down the couch and end up sitting right against you. He wraps an arm around you on the couch, hands already playing with your hair. He’s dressed in loose pajama pants and a t-shirt that says ‘You are fang-tastic!’ in faded letters.

“Really couldn’t wait for me, huh.” You smile in embarrassment, pulling your fingers out of your mouth. His dark eyes quickly zero in on your glistening fingers. Grimacing, you go to wipe them on your pants, but his hand wraps around your wrist before you can. You immediately notice how much bigger his hand is than yours, and how fur wraps around his knuckles but his fingers and palm are bare. 

“Let me,” he purrs, eyes drooping into half lids. He opens his mouth and a long, pink tongue rolls out. It’s rounded at the end and fades into a slight purple the further back it gets. You’re instantly drawn to it and watch in stunned silence as he brings your fingers up to his mouth. He licks a long stripe up your fingers before twisting and turning them to lap at every inch. Quickly, your fingers become drenched in hot saliva. You clench your thighs, wishing he would put that tongue somewhere else… A soft noise leaves you, and he meets your eyes again. You mentally berate yourself for having dirty thoughts about your friend. He nips gently at your pointer finger. You squeak and pull your hand away, face certainly red. You hold your hand to your chest limply, now drenched in saliva. You blink at him, words caught in your throat.

“Mmm… tastes good.” Right. Good popcorn. Ha ha… ha… The TV blares and the two of you startle at the noise. Peter is quick to grab the remote and mute it. He watches the quiet television for a moment, throat bobbing.

“Let’s talk for a moment, space girl.” His voice is almost... uncertain. You grin unabashedly at the nickname, pleased. It immediately calms you down and you find yourself relaxing.

“Sure!” You place the popcorn down and turn on the couch, facing him directly. He turns to face you as well, one leg crossing over the other. The arm around the back of the couch begins to tap on the cushion.

“Just let me talk for a moment, no interruptions, okay?” He raises an eyebrow when you open your mouth to respond, and you huff, but stay quiet.

“Honestly, I thought I was being pretty straightforward with you all this time, but with this space fiasco, I knew you weren’t exactly getting the message. Had to talk to you face-to-face. I’ll make this short and sweet, easy to understand. I don’t want you going to space.” He raises one hand when you look like you are about to object. Breathing deeply, he continues.

“Don’t go to space. Stay here. I’ll give you all the monster cock you want, promise… I’m not usually one to wait so long, but I knew during our first call I would have to take it slow with you. I’ve been biding my time all these years, slowly getting to know you, waiting for my chance. And then I saw your post. When I saw that, it left me ‘peterified’.” He chuffs at his joke, pleased. 

“So yeah, I’ve got feelings for you. And a lot of them revolve around ramming my cock down your throat. Or god, knotting you,” he sighs wistfully as he speaks. He looks like he wants to say more, but stops himself. 

.

.

.

Ho….ly…. SHIT! You’re frozen on the spot, mind racing with a thousand dirty thoughts. You’ve dreamt of this moment, dreamt of a monster desiring you. And now…now you’re presented with an opportunity. 

“F-forget space! Oh my god. Peter? Peter!” You’re squealing now, your body shaking with excitement. You stand up and begin pacing, not even really aware of what you’re doing. Peter relaxes on the couch, mouth tilted up in a sly smile.

“This is crazy. Are you serious? He’s serious. I-I need to shave! And prep! Oh god, I don’t know if I’m ready for this…” You bite at your finger nervously, the beginnings of nausea twisting your stomach. Who knew that aching and wanting something for so long would have you feeling so sick?

Peter tugs at your hand, slowing your pacing. 

“You’re getting ahead of yourself, you nut. Just breathe.” He breathes in deeply, and you copy him instinctually. He guides your breath into something much slower, much more manageable. You smile at him gratefully, falling onto the couch. 

“Sorry, this is just… a lot,” you sigh out. He shakes his head. 

“Not at all. Just take it easy.” He nudges your knee with his. “Just think about it, yeah?” You nudge him back, eyes twinkling.

“So, all this time you’ve…” you question. He simply nods his head.

“But you didn’t even know what I looked like?” You're surprised when his face starts to turn a gentle shade of red. He coughs into his fist, looking away. He speaks, in a cool tone that doesn’t match his cheeks, “Yeah, I knew right from the start. Your looks are just a plus.” 

Aaand now you’re looking away, embarrassed. 

“Oh, okay,” you mumble. 

#suggest TW #monster fucker #wolfman x reader #monster x reader #sorry #hmmm should i write more for Peter? #x reader #not a werewolf #MDNI #monster/alien/human society #not proofread #its 2 am

[buckyegans]

The Rule ✮ Leonard Wolfman Wolfe

summary: Hollywood lets you know about the cowboy hat rule after seeing his RIO place the hat on your head.

warnings: language, some sexual implications? drinking, shenanigans

notes: y/c/s = your call sign. gender neutral reader! inspired by a jake seresin fic i saw on here but generally by the cowboy hat rule phenomenon from tiktok a while back

 “Y/C/S,” Rick Neven, Hollywood, greets as he plops down on the barstool next to you, beer in hand.

 You turn to him with a flushed grin, big Stetson lopsided on your head. It was comical. “Hey, Wood! Are you enjoying the party?” you asked, nodding to the bustling crowd of the O Club, all celebrating the success of the first mission as Top Gun graduates.

 Hollywood nods. “Sure am. You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he states, eyes flickering to the hat on your head.

 You laugh, placing your hand on the top of it, keeping it in place. “Oh, this? It’s Wolf’s.”

 “I know whose hat it is, Y/C/S. Did he tell you about the hat rule?” Hollywood questions, signaling for another round for the two of you.

 You shake your head, grabbing the beer. “No. What’s the hat rule? Cowboys can’t give people their hats?” you guess with a pink-cheeked grin, laughing at yourself.

 “No,” he smiles. “If you wear his cowboy hat, you must be riding the cowboy.” Hollywood states.

 You practically spit your drink out, covering your mouth before you sputter it everywhere. You fall into a fit of coughs, Hollywood quickly smacking at your back, Wolfman unfortunately appearing out of nowhere with a look of concern. “Woah, you okay, Y/C/S?” Wolfman asks worriedly.

 You nod frantically, flushing as you look at him. “Peachy,” you cough, wiping your mouth as you try and regain your breath. “I’m gonna use the restroom.” you say, speeding off before he can really say something.

 Wolfman snaps his head to Hollywood. “What did you say to them?” he asks.

 Hollywood holds his hands up in defense, shrugging. “The hat rule.”

 Wolfman groans, flipping his friend off. “You are such a dickhead, Hollywood!” he says before moving down the hall you just disappeared down. Wolfman leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling as he waited for you.

 When the door open and you walked out, your face heated up at the sight of Wolfman, waiting for you. “Hey, is everything okay?” he asks.

 “Yes,” you breathe as he towers over you. “Why wouldn’t I be?” you question.

 Wolfman sighs, smiling softly. “Because of the damn hat.”

 You let out a shakey exhale, nodding. “I definitely did not expect that.” you admit. “But, I haven’t taken it off yet, have I?”

 Wolfman blinks at you. “What?” he blurts.

 “I said,” you said, swallowing your caution. “I haven’t taken your hat off yet, Wolfe.”

 Wolfman breaks into a large grin. “What are you sayin’, Y/C/S?”

 You shrug, tipping the hat at him. “Just trying to follow the rule, cowboy.” you wink, turning to walk towards the exit.

 Wolfman stands in the hall, frozen for a moment. Quickly regaining a bit of sense, he’s hot on your tail. “Hey, wait for me!” he’s yelling.

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[topgun-imagines]

Following In His Footsteps

Requested: yes

Summary: Wolfman, your father, watches you graduate from Top Gun. Just like he did many years ago.

Word count: 0.7k

Warnings: anxiety? Not really any.

Pairings: Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe x daughter!reader

You were surrounded by crowds of people as you made your way through the doors of the area where the graduation would be held. Based on the pictures you had seen, it was exactly the same as when your father graduated nearly thirty years ago. Nerves racked through you as you twisted your Annapolis ring around your finger.

Once the few people in front of you moved out of the way, you were able to move toward your assigned seat. Sitting down, you watched the rest of your Top Gun class find their seats. You offered a small smile to the WSO that sat down beside you. Over the past few weeks, you had gotten to know him as Bob. He was probably one of the kindest men in your class.

As people continued to find their seats, Cyclone began walking toward the podium. The large group quieted simultaneously as he approached the podium, hands resting on either side as he glanced down at his speech. His words were carefully chosen and calculated, much like everything else he did.

The Air Boss reflected on the past few weeks, highlighting certain aspects of your Top Gun course. He concluded his speech with a professional smile, eyes wandering across the graduates, as well as the family and friends, in front of him. He did a double-take when his eyes landed on Iceman. The man considered himself lucky that he wasn’t speaking, or he would have definitely stumbled over his words.

Your father, along with his pilot, Hollywood, Iceman, Maverick, and Slider were all sitting in the second to last row. For as long as you could remember, it had only ever been you and your father. Your mother apparently walked out on the man only a few months after your first birthday.

You were ecstatic when your dad said that he would come. And he planned on surprising you with the extra guests that he brought. Since your dad had raised you without the help of your mother, you grew very close with your uncles very quickly. He knew that you would be overjoyed to see that they all made time to come see you on your big day.

Nerves wracked through you as another official approached the podium. Now was the time that they would begin calling out awards. You wrung your hands in your lap, twisting the ring around your finger. When your name was called, you felt as if you couldn’t breathe. It felt like there was a rock lodged in your throat as you walked up in front of your classmates and the guests.

When you finally reached the podium after what felt like an eternity, you released that breath slowly. There was a small smile on your face as you shook hands with the official. The Top Gun Trophy was handed to you and a picture was taken. You had busted your ass to become first in your class. When you saw the broad smiles on your father's and uncle's faces, pride swelled in your chest.

You returned to your seat, a new spring in your step at the sight of your loved ones in the audience.

The rest of the ceremony passed quickly. You were called up once more to accept a ribbon for graduating from the course. After that, there were a few more words from Cyclone before you were allowed to mingle with the guests.

As soon as you were allowed to, you jumped out of your seat, rushing to your father and tackling him in a hug. His arms wound around you as he squeezed you tightly. “I’m proud of you, Kiddo.” He whispered. A grin overtook your face and you felt tears well in your eyes. You pulled back from the hug before wiping away the few stray tears.

You hugged each of your uncles, all of which had broad smiles on their faces. Each of them congratulated you. A wide and shy smile grew on your face at the praise from such highly decorated Naval aviators.

Cyclone and a few other officials stepping toward your little group drew your uncle’s attention toward them. Your father laid his arm across your shoulders, pulling you into his side. You beamed up at him. “Thank you for coming.” Your head fell against his shoulder as you watched the rest of your class mingle with their family and friends.

“Of course, Kiddo,” He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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[topguncortez]

Why can I see when one of the guys jokes saying save a horse ride a pilot wolfman is just there pulling you into him smirking no she would rather ride a cowboy🫣

ahaha I love this:) @wildbornsiren pls accept my apology for the Floydsin angst with some Wolfie fluff:)

reader's callsign is Bronco

It was almost like it was a match made in heaven for the two of them. They both came from generally the same place, Bronco was from a small country town in BFE Wyoming, and Wolfman was from another small town in BFE Wyoming. They both grew up in the rodeo life; Bronco rode and showed broncos, while Wolfman rode bulls.

Wolfman could remember the day she walked into class, her hair tied back in a perfect bun, a confident swing in her hips, and sat down right in front of Iceman in the front row. Wolfman was already in love with her and he didn't even know her name. And the very next day when she walked in with a black stetson on her head. . . Leonard Wolfe was a lost cause.

It was no secret when the two of them started dating. One day Bronco walked in wearing Wolfman's white cowboy hat, and it didn't take a genius to understand what that meant (even though Goose still pointed out that the hat on her head wasn't hers). Wolfman just smirked and looked over his black ray bans at her and winked.

--- --- ---

"Save a horse, ride a pilot, baby," The group of pilots snickered as they read the ridiculous pickup line leave Mav's mouth.

The pilots were currently at the O Club, spending one of their scarce few days off, getting drinks and dancing the night away. Goose had dared Mav to walk up to some random girl and use that cheesy pick-up line on her and it crashed and burned. Y/N could hardly contain her laughter as Maverick walked over and ordered another shot.

"Crash and burn, Mav?" Y/N giggled and ordered herself a shot.

"Hey, not everyone can be as lucky as you, okay."

"Yeah," Slider interjected, "Save a horse, ride a pilot, Y/N."

"More like; 'Save a horse, ride a cowboy," Wolfman said, coming up behind her and placing his white stetson on her head. She bit her lip as she titled her head back and grabbed him by the back of the neck to kiss her. Wolfman placed one hand one hand on her hip and the other on the small of her back. Her free hand went to hold the cowboy hat to her head.

The kiss was hot and bruising, neither one caring that the full bar could see them making out. Wolfman could hear the whistles and shouts behind him, which only encouraged him to make more of a show. He held her body as he dipped her slightly and then stood her back up. They pulled back and both had a smirk on their faces.

"We fucking get it. . . you're screwing each other," Slider said, rolling his eyes at the lovesick couple in front of him.

"Sure are!," Bronco said, and downed the shot that was placed on the bar in front of her, "Now 'scuse me fellas, but I think I got some ridin' to do."

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[crazyk-imagine]

Hi I’m back again, I have a request for our dear Wolfman, again. Would you please write a 50 first dates ?

Thank you again for everything!

💛💛

Thinking of You

Pairing: (Henry Roth) Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe (Henry "Wolfman" Ruth) x (Lucy Whitmore) Fem!Reader

Characters: Fem!Reader, Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe (Henry "Wolfman" Ruth), Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, Nick “Goose” Bradshaw, Carol Bradshaw, Bradley Bradshaw, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky, Ron “Slider” Kerner, Rick “Hollywood” Neven, Marcus “Sundown” Williams, Sam “Merlin” Wells, Charles “Chipper” Piper, Mike “Viper” Metcalf, Bill “Cougar” Cortell, Charlotte “Charlie” Blackwood, Penny Benjamin

Warnings: Fluff, angst, this is cute, Leonard is adorable, reader watches out for herself, everyone is protective of the reader and it's adorable, no fisherman here, only ranchers and cowboys, small town vibes, Iceman and Viper are the best, Pete can't cook for the life of his business, few funny moments, few serious moments here and there

Word Count: 5,307

A/N: I am so so sorry for taking forever with this one. I did not forget it, I promise. It was a whole thing with trying to find inspiration and rewatching the movie for research. But it... is... done!!!

Viper still refers to Bradley as a baby because he is (in his eyes)

Charlie is the horny German lady which I find hilarious

Yes, I used the TGM Squad as the kids for everyone who had children in the movie

The guys all have a work past with Viper

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He takes a seat at the counter, minding his own business as he reads a menu.

You smile as you walk inside, you always love coming here and not just because you get to see Penny and Pete, your favorite couple at the restaurant but because you get to make your waffle buildings.

‘Maybe today I’ll build a hut. Oh, and for the steam we can use coffee.’

Penny notices there’s a little pep in your step while she hands you a menu. “How are you doing, Butterfly?”

You giggle, “I’m doing just fine.”

She smiles and tells you your table is free.

He sees you enter the restaurant, sitting down in one of the empty booths in the middle of the row.

Penny turns around filling another customer’s coffee, she notices the looks he’s sending your way and needs to stop it before things can progress, you don’t need any more heartache (even if you don’t remember it today).

It would also save him from meeting your dad, who’s in charge of the port, Viper aka Mike or your cousin, Iceman aka Tom.

“I wouldn’t,” she tells him.

He furrows his brows and turns towards the waitress. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“You’ll only find yourself heartbroken if you try to pursue her.”

“What makes you say that?”

She purses her lips; she doesn’t find it necessary to tell him of your accident. But then she realizes he’s new and must be one of the few new cowboys that came into town.

“You’re gone for more than half of the year doing what you do. You’ve never met her but if you did and it was time to leave both of you would be crushed. Imagine how much that for a second.”

“Maybe she’d come with me.”

“She-” She sighs at the wound of glass breaking. “Excuse me while I go kick my husband out of the kitchen.”

“I didn’t do it on purpose, Pen.”

“Out of the kitchen, Maverick," a new voice says.

He doesn't know it, but it was the actual cook, Marcus.

He sighs, pushing the doors open, taking a seat beside the man. “Sounds like you did good there.”

The dejected man chuckles, “yeah.”

“Hey. You happen to know that girl sitting in the booth, would you?”

Pete glances over his slumped shoulder. “What’s it to you?”

“Woah. Woah. Why is everyone so aggressive? I was just asking a question.”

“A question that shouldn’t be asked.”

“Okay. Message received.”

“You seem like the type who won’t take no for an answer?”

Leonard chuckles, “am I really that transparent?” He chuckles to himself as he takes a sip of his coffee until he turns back to look at Pete and realizes how serious this whole thing is. “Oh, shit. Sorry, I just thought-”

“She wouldn’t go for a guy like you,” a voice says sitting on the other side of the rancher.

The two men angle their bodies to hear the man better.

Pete gives him a sarcastic smile. “Yeah, thanks for that, Cougar. We don’t need to give it any more ideas.”

“First off, it has a name and oh, she’s trying to make a door.”

The two look back and focus on you trying to get the finishing touches to your waffle house done.

He debates on walking over to you after hearing everyone’s warnings.

Clearly no one here wants to see anything bad happen to you if they’re this willing to stop him before he could try anything.

He pushes himself out of the chair, grabs a toothpick before heading over to you.

“Hey,” he starts off not to startle you entirely before sticking the toothpick in place, opening and closing the door to show you how well it works. “I thought this might help you a little more.”

You glance up at him, giving him a smile. “Well, then I guess the only thing I can say is thank you. To be honest, it probably would have taken me five minutes to figure it out, so again, I thank you for saving me from any potential embarrassment.”

Leonard lifts his hat, “I always do what I can to help a beautiful lady such as yourself.”

“Ah, I bet you say that to everyone you see then.”

He chuckles. This certainly isn’t what he was expecting when he walked over, it's different, nice even. “May I,” he gestures to the empty side of the booth.

“Please, I’d like to look a little less pathetic in front of, well everyone here.”

“I don’t think that’s possible.”

“You flatter girls to get them in your bed and expect that very thing to happen, don’t you?”

“Uh- well,” he stutters.

You shrug, “doesn’t matter now. I’m just happy to have some company even if it’s just for a minute or two.”

“Well, then I’m happy to be of service.”

You dazzle him with another smile.

This is different from the other times he's gone out with girls.

You lift your watch to check the time. “Oh, looks like it's time for me to go. Sorry,” you sheepishly shrug as you reach for your bag.

“Uh- oh, okay. Yeah, I guess it’s time I went back to work.”

You get up and barely walk past him when you stop. “Is that you?”

“Is what me?”

“The farm smell?”

His mouth opens into an “o” making it obvious he now knows what you’re talking about. “Oh, yeah. Perks of being a rancher. Sorry about the smell. I didn’t realize it was so bad.”

You shake your head. “No, it’s- it’s not that. It’s just- it's more of a comfort thing. It reminds me of my family because my dad and my cousin are in the ranching business, and this is- the smell of, well the farm, is basically what I grew up with.”

He nods, “okay, good to know I don’t smell too much like shit.”

You chuckle, shaking your head. “Happy to help but I seriously have to go now.”

“Okay.”

You head over to Penny and pay her before saying bye to everyone.

Leonard shakes his head once he sees your car leave. “She sure is something else.” He then heads over to his car, sneakily watching you leave.

-

He spends the night talking to Rick, watching his kids. “So, you gonna ask her out?”

“Me?” Leonard shakes his head, pulling Rick’s youngest, Javy, away from the fence before his beloved (crazy) goat comes over and towards the edge to scare the kids.

The rancher isn't going to have his headbutting, crossed eyed goat injure another one of his friends' kids (even if it's on them because they didn't listen). “I- no.”

“You like her?”

The kids’ “ooh” at their dad’s comment.

“What? No. She’s just- she’s... busy?”

“Excuses.” He pushes himself off the fence, “come on kids. Your uncle needs alone time to process the fact that he’s a wimp.”

The kids mumble wimp under their breaths as they walk by.

He’s left alone with his thoughts.

-

“Did she get offered any drugs today?” Mike asks his nephew.

Tom shakes his head, “no and you know she wouldn’t take anything anyway.”

“She wouldn’t know.”

The blond glances over at the older man.

“Don’t give me that look boy.”

Neither of them says anything else as they go their separate ways before going out to the garage so they can repaint the wall.

Nick and Carole walk to the open space, "hey guys."

"Do you know what got her in such a happy mood today?" Mike asks.

The couple glance at one another.

"When we went to get food, Penny said that one of the new ranchers came in and talked to her, but I don't know what happened," Carole tells him.

"A new rancher?"

She nods. "Yeah, he's the only one here who wears his hat twenty-four seven."

"And you don't know anything about this?" Tom asks Nick.

The mustached man narrows his eyes at him, "if we knew anything else we would have told you."

"I'm just checking, mother Goose. No need to get your p-"

Mike smacks his nephew on the back of his head. "Stop it. Nick take another roll and again, thank you for the food, Carole. If you could just-"

"Set it on the counter for later, I'd be happy to."

"How's life been with the baby?"

"It's been great. I know it makes her sad that we can't bring him around here. All they've wanted since they were kids was for their kids to be friends and hangout all the time."

Mike sighs, "yeah."

Carole sneaks up the stairs to check on you. She barely opens the door and sees you standing there, a smile breaks across her face. She's happy to know that you're safe and sound for another day.

-

The next day is a weird one... for Leonard.

He had no idea what was going to happen when he made his way to the restaurant, and he most certainly wasn’t expecting you to not remember him (and mean it).

Sure, he’s had a few girls say they don’t remember him but after some persuading and mentions of certain clues, they break, this time with you though, not so much.

A few minutes passed after you ran out until someone explained to him why he shouldn’t continue doing what he’s doing.

“Everyone knows but,” Penny sighs. “She was in an accident that killed her mom and left her with what the doctors believe to be permanent brain damage.”

That is the last thing Leonard was expecting to learn about you. “All those light threats make sense now.”

“Now that you know, are you going to keep trying to date her?” Penny asks him. "Because if you’re not and you break her heart, you can just leave now. We won’t tolerate that kind of behavior.”

He nods and finishes his coffee, coming up with a few ideas.

-

Rick lounges on his couch, as usual, and watches as his friend jots down a few things. “You must really like this girl if you’re so willing to do just about anything for her.”

Leonard shrugs, “I don’t think that’s it.”

“Well, you’re doing something really nice for her, someone you’ve met a few times. As for me, your best friend barely gets a birthday card.”

“You’ve been giving yourself your own gift every year.”

“Oh, yeah and what’s that?”

“Your kids.”

“Damn, you’re good.”

-

He sits at the counter in front of the kitchen, waiting for you to come in so he can ask to eat with you.

You enter, at the same time as always, greeting Penny and Pete before sitting down to look at the menu.

He stands up and walks over to you, “hey, is this seat taken?”

You look up from the menu, “yeah, that’s my boyfriend's seat.”

“Oh, it is?”

You nod, “and he won’t be happy to know that some random guy sat there while talking to his girlfriend.”

“What if we say we’re just friends?”

“Are we though? I mean, I don’t even know your name.”

“Leonard.”

“I wasn’t asking. Look, I gotta go.”

Everyone hears the commotion outside and runs out to see what’s happening, Penny and Leonard being the fastest to get outside when they hear your voice.

“It’s not- it’s October thirteenth.”

Nick slams his car door closed before rushing over, wrapping his arms around you, wanting to give you some kind of protection.

Leonard takes a step forward, ready to tell the cop everything when Penny gets to him first.

Pete grabs the cowboy, “you and Goose are gonna take her home. She needs to be with her family right now. She needs comfort.”

He nods, taking his words into consideration.

The boys get you into the car, but the ride home is a blur, you don’t even know if you’ve responded to Leonard.

-

Your father and cousin are outside before you know it.

"What happened?" Mike asks, taking in your state of distress.

Nick looks up at the older man with sad eyes. "She found out again."

He closes his eyes, rubbing his chin.

Tom comes to your other side, the two men helping you inside.

The mustached man stops the rancher before he could step any further onto his front porch. "I'm gonna have to stop you right there."

Leonard furrows his brows. "What do you mean?"

"You being here isn't good for her."

"What does that mean?"

"This is something we've done before. You have never been involved."

"How would you know?"

"You don't know her, and you don't need to concern yourself with her. I'm asking you once and only once. It's time for you to go."

The man turns around, not even waiting to see if he's going to walk away.

Nick peaks through the window, whispering, "what are you doing?"

Leonard rushes closer. "He kicked me out."

"He doesn't want her to be more heartbroken than she is. Are you here for her or for you?"

"What- why are you asking?"

"If you're here because you want to date her, I'll let you in. If not, you can turn your sorry ass around."

He didn't even have to hesitate. "Open the door."

The blond smiles and lifts the windowpane higher. "You said you'd open the door."

"I'd like to not have my ass kicked too bad, thank you."

He rolls his eyes and crawls through, listening to your cries as you listen to what you went through again.

"Can we- I want to talk to the doctor." You quietly hiccup, "I'm sure I've already talked to him but let me go again. Please?" You ask your father.

He nods and you all are off to the facility you were in for some time after your accident.

-

"It's the same thing I've told you before," Dr. Simpson finishes.

You nod, "I'm sure you have, and I appreciate you taking the time to explain it to me again."

Leonard and Nick were stuck talking to one of the patients, (ten second) Sam.

"Hi, I'm Sam."

They nod and introduce themselves to him and continue to do so until Tom grabs them by their collars, hauling them out of the building.

"You two idiots wanted to stay. Stop getting distracted."

-

Once you got home, you decided to go to your room and write in your journal, needing to process everything.

"Would it- could I go talk to her?"

Mike silently nods.

"Go get 'em, tiger."

Nick averts his gaze your dad's stern look.

-

He knocks on the door, waiting for you to answer as he removes his hat.

The door swings open.

You stare at him through your lashes. "What do you want?"

"To talk. Check on you."

"I'm fine. Go home. I'd say I'll talk to you tomorrow, but I'll forget you by midnight." You walk back into your room, leaving the door open.

He takes that as an invitation and enters. "I- uh-"

"I don't want you to feel like you have to stay after everything you’ve learned. I would understand if you didn't want to talk anymore."

"No!" He nearly screams before realizing his mistake and sits down. "I mean, I don't mind it. This- your twenty-four-hour memory is no problem. I- I actually think you're worth getting to know, every day."

You don't give him a verbal response as you nod, unsure of how to respond.

As you two bask in the silence, the other's downstairs are preparing for the next day.

-

“You coming to the garage or are you going to call Carole?” Tom asks him after his uncle walks out of the room.

“What do you think?”

Your cousin rolls his eyes, “still as lazy as the day I met you.”

“Hey, I am offended.”

“Good.”

Nick shakes his head, mumbling a variety of comebacks that he would never say out loud because he values his life.

-

Leonard reaches around, rubbing your shoulder, not realizing the time or what’s about to happen.

You wake, opening your eyes and start screaming, alerting everyone in the house.

Tom and Mike make it to your room in no time.

The older man hauls the rancher out of your room and out of the house. “I thought I told you to stay away.”

“You might have.”

“Then why aren’t you?”

“Sir, I really care about your daughter and honestly, the thought of showing her how much I care about her everyday sounds-”

“Like you’ve got some kind of ulterior motive.”

“That hurts. No, I mean, telling her every day that I care for her and making her fall for me again and again. I can’t explain it but, I know I’m the right guy for her. Everyone here cares for her and I’d like to count myself lucky enough to be a part of that community. I know you think I’m messing with her but that’s not true and even if you push me away, I will still be here and continue to stand by her.”

Mike has a lot to think about now.

He nods, “don’t come around today. She needs time to heal and take it all in, you hear me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m sure I'll hear from you later. Now go.”

Leonard smiles as he leaves. He spends the day making a gift, as a precaution he doesn’t come by for a couple of days.

Leonard has a lot of things to think about.

If he stays and builds a relationship with you, he’s going to be putting his dreams on the back burner; something he’s had his mind set on for a long, long time now.

Can he, do it?

Is it worth it?

As much as it hurts him to think about, he needs to. But then he thinks of you again and it is.

He makes a mental note to email his response.

-

He knocks on the door and Tom answers it. “You’re back? I thought you decided to leave.”

The rancher shakes his head, “nope. Can’t get rid of me that easily. I- uh- I actually made something and I want to play it for her. I don’t know if it’ll help but, you never know.”

He steps aside, giving Leonard enough room to walk by.

“Thanks.”

You and your father enter the living room, seeing him placing the tape in the VHS player.

The tape plays before either of you could ask what's going on.

Your name flashes across the screen, drawing your attention along with mentions of the accident and Bradley, Carole and Nick's son who's four now.

You touch the scar hidden by your hair.

Tom stands back, waiting for what you decide to do.

Mike rubs his hand across his face. "Did you do this?"

He nods. "I did."

You take a deep breath and grab his arm, bringing him with you.

-

"Where are we going?"

You don't answer him.

"Should I be worried?"

You stop in front of your car. "Do you ever shut up?"

"I could."

"Do it now."

"Stop being mean to me or I swear I'm gonna fall in love with you."

You roll your eyes. "I need to talk to you, and I don't want to do it with my guard dogs nearby."

"Oh, sure."

He opens the door for you, earning a furrowed brow look from you.

You don't say anything as you drive to the one place no one knows about.

"Are we-"

"The accident site, yeah. I didn’t know that at the time but now that I do, it doesn't change the special value it holds."

"That's good." He turns to you, seeing the way you're staring at him. "What?"

"We need to end this."

"End what?"

"You know what."

"Honestly, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Leonard-"

He cuts you off before you can continue. "You remember my name?"

"If you'd let me get a word in, you'd know that the only reason I know of you is because I have a journal. I've been keeping notes of everything, I just- I never realized it."

"And that means we need to not see each other anymore?"

"Exactly."

"Why?"

"You."

"I'm not following."

"You," you close your eyes, huffing through your nose. "You're so sweet and have been since we first met but you're going to get hurt."

"What makes you think that?"

"You've stayed longer than any guy ever has but to do this every day is just- I know it's a lot."

"It's nothing."

"See, that!" You point at him. "That right there is exactly why I'm ending this. You've got such a pure heart and I can't be the reason it breaks when you realize it's not worth it to stay."

"Who's to say that I'll stop feeling what I do?"

You avoid eye contact as your tears blur your vision. "You will, just like I know how my father and Tom are tired of it. They'll never admit it, but everyone has their breaking point and I think us meeting and seeing each other has pushed theirs. I'm really sorry, I like you. I do but I'm doing this to protect us."

You offer him a weak smile as the tears spill from your eyes and down your cheeks.

Before you leave to go back inside, you hand him your journal.

He pulls you back and kisses you.

Your first kiss with one another and it's amazing but can't last forever.

You pull away, walking inside with heavy steps; barely able to keep yourself together.

Tom nor Mike stops you, but they do make sure to call Nick and Carole, knowing you'll need a good day tomorrow even if you don't remember it.

-

Leonard doesn't come into the diner for a few days.

Carole sits with you at your job while Rick, Nick, and Pete drive Mike and Tom to see him off.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye," Rick tells him.

"That's nice but how do you know these guys?" Leonard points between the guys in the group.

"We used to work together before I decided to settle down," his friend explains.

"Is that what you've been telling people?" Pete asks, staring at the man with a confused expression.

Rick glances at the man, "what are you talking about? Of course, that's what I've been telling people. It's the truth."

Pete shrugs, "I just thought-"

"Thought what?"

Nick smacks the two across the back of their heads. "Alright you idiots, there's a time and a place to talk about this. Now is not it."

The two grumbled, rubbing the now sore spot.

"We came here to talk to Wolfman before he left."

"You told them?"

"We all worked for him," Rick points to Mike. "Of course, I'm going to tell them."

"Anyway," the oldest chimes in. "We're here to send you off but not before giving you this." He hands him a CD.

"Really?" The rancher asks, not understanding the sentimental thought behind it just yet.

Mike nods, "I think you'll like it. Check side B, song four. Everything will make sense after that." The older man walks away, letting the others take their time in following.

Nick pats Leonard on the back, saluting him before wishing him luck. "I wish you luck, my friend."

"I'm pretty sure you just jinxed me."

"That's for the theater and you're going to need it one way or another."

The rancher frowns.

Pete chuckles, "you really leaving?"

The blond shrugs. "What else can I do? She told me she doesn't want me, and I can't force myself into her life, you know. Whether she remembers me or not. I'm going to respect her decision."

"That's really nice of you, not everyone would do that."

"I keep telling you I'm not like everyone."

"And I understand why. You're going to do great, kid."

The man in the cowboy hat purses his lips as his brows knit together in confusion. "If I'm not mistaken, we're the same age."

"Potato, potahtoe."

"Not the same."

Pete smirks and slaps his arm before jogging to Mike's car.

"You really want to leave?" Rick asks, standing beside him, resting his arms on the fence. "Because I'm not buying this whole "I can do this" thing. I mean, from what I've heard it sounds like you love her but who am I to assume."

Leonard shakes his head, "you heard wrong."

"That's a load of bull and you know it."

"You'll never know."

"The kids are going to miss you."

"They'll find something else to occupy them."

“You know they won’t.”

“Whatever you say, man.”

Rick’s hand hovers over his friend’s shoulder, he doesn’t pat him like everyone else had (knowing he’ll be back in no time). “You’re an idiot.”

Leonard lets out a dry, “thanks.”

Tom gives him a knowing look, “you know I’m right.”

“If you’re just going to be a jerk, leave with the others. I don’t want to talk to you.”

“You said you were going to stay by her side no matter what. What happened to that guy?”

“She made the decision. She doesn’t want me around; thinks she’s going to save me from heartache or something.”

“You’re an idiot.” Tom walks away, leaving him with his thoughts.

Leonard shakes his head, not understanding half of what just happened; all he knows is that he’s offended. He hops in his truck, his heart heavy and mind full of useless thoughts; he places the CD in the car player.

Half forgetting he’s had the damn thing this whole time and never once thought to use it. He skips to the song Mike told him to play.

He’s barely on the road for ten minutes and gets out of his thoughts, his fingers stop tapping along to the beat on the steering wheel when he slams on the brakes. “Holy shit! Holy- no way. No way!”

His smile is as wide as can be. “I knew the old man liked me.”

He turns the car around and heads towards the office you visited when you were told about the accident again.

-

He runs through the door, trying to sneak in by the security guards before anyone can kick him out.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” He turns to face them, removing his hat.

He shrugs, not saying a word.

Maybe playing dumb would be easier?

The taller of the two stares at him with raised brows as his partner takes in Leonard’s appearance. “Go on in.”

Ron turns to Charles, “what’s wrong with you? What if he was a murderer or some psycho?”

“Did he look like a psycho to you?”

“No but-”

“But nothing. I got good vibes from him.”

“What did you smoke for breakfast?”

“I’m not answering that,” Charles says, checking the computer for today’s schedule.

“If someone gets murdered, I’m not protecting you.”

“Dick move.”

“Cya, man.”

“What?”

Ron pats his shoulder, “cover your ass. I’d remember that if I were you.”

-

Leonard runs into the room, eyes scanning all around and over anyone in the room, only to not find you, for the moment.

He wanders further into the room, tempted to ask around when he sees ten second Sam and decides not to, there’s too much time that could be wasted and he can’t waste a second right now.

You turn the corner, not noticing him as you help someone outline the outline of their sketch.

A voice calls out to you, and you turn, finding him.

“Hi? Do you- nevermind, stupid question. Could I- uh- could I talk to you for a minute?” He asks.

You know everyone here will be fine for a few minutes. You hesitate to answer him. “I- we can- just- just follow me.”

-

You two stand in your special art room. “Have we met before?”

His chin juts out. “What?” His eyes wander around the room, finally understanding.

“As you can see, I’ve seen you before. I mean, I know I’ve talked to you, but I don’t remember it. You- you haunt my dreams. I’ve seen us in my favorite restaurant, as if we were on a date and- and I don’t know if it was real or not.” He can see how it’s wracking your brain to try and remember something that won’t be there.

He nods, “we have. We’ve met a few times.”

“That’s all you’re going to say?”

He holds a journal in front of you, “if you really want to find out, read this. It’ll tell you everything.”

You stare at the cover, wondering if you should read it or not.

You hold it close to your chest and stretch your hand out for him. “Hi.”

He raises his brow but shakes your hand. “Hi?”

“We’re starting over.”

“Oh, that makes more sense.”

The door opens, “Hi, “I’m Sam.”

You purse your lips, trying to hold in your laughter.

“And our special moment has a little twist.”

“Leave Sam out?”

He nods, “we’re leaving him out.”

You nod and slowly remove your hand from his. “Hi, I’m Sam.”

“I swear to-”

-

You push open the door and cover your eyes when the sun hits you. Leonard turns around and smiles at the sight of you looking as beautiful as always. “Hey, you’re up.”

You nod, your eyes landing on your precious baby boy, Jake, pretending to be like his dad with ranching.

“How are you feeling this morning?”

Your daughter, Natasha, runs over to you with her arms open for a hug.

Everyone always says that a mother and her child share a special bond, in this case it’s true because you open your arms and scoop her up, holding her close to you, even if it is a little strange just finding out she’s your daughter after watching the video Leonard made for you.

“I’m okay, a little weird this morning.”

“I don’t blame you.”

You tilt your head up at him, staring at him like you’re trying to memorize his face. “I think Tom’s doing things he shouldn’t.”

He turns around, finding your cousin doing the exact opposite of what he told him to and hands Jake to your father so he can help your cousin from messing up his ranch (any more than he already has). “Son of a-”

“Language!” You and Mike shout.

“I wasn’t going to actually say it,” Leonard tells you two.

You and your dad share a look. “He’s your husband, you take care of it.” And he walks away.

“So rude,” you mumble to yourself.

“Hey guys!” Nick and Carole wave as Bradley runs towards Natasha (who hasn’t left your side until this moment).

You smile and wave back, hugging Carole tightly.

“Let's go inside and see what you have in your kitchen for breakfast.”

You lean in closer to her, whispering, “does he ever eat? I swear he is always raiding my pantry.”

“Fast metabolism.”

“I don’t buy it.”

“Can I tell you something?” She asks.

You nod.

“Neither do I.”

-

You, Carole, and Nick grimace at the sight of Leonard's friend and his coworker-

"Can they eat each other's faces somewhere else?" Nick mumbles. "I'm trying to eat here."

You and her share a look.

"You're still eating," his wife points out.

He shrugs. "I can't pass up when Sundown cooks. That'd be like disrespecting Penny."

Leonard walks through the door and grimaces. "You two need to stop trying to eat each other and enjoy breakfast. This is not what I imagined when I suggested you two go out."

Charlotte and Rick part from one another, offering weak apologies.

You and Carole can't help but laugh.

The rancher turns around at the sound of your laughter and knows that he wouldn’t trade this for the world.

#top gun #top gun fanfic #top gun fanfiction #top gun imagine #top gun imagines #top gun x you #top gun x reader #leonard wolfe x reader #leonard wolfman wolfe #leonard wolfman wolfe x reader #leonard wolfman wolfe imagine #leonard wolfman wolfe x you #leonard wolfe imagine #leonard wolfe imagines #leonard wolfe x you #henry wolfman ruth #wolfman x reader #cowboy wolfman #rancher wolfman #rancher wolfman x reader #cowboy wolfman x reader #crazyk-imagine

[stcverogers]

TOP GUN FIC RECS 1!

top gun fics that i’ve been reading and obsessing with over recently

this is extremely important and i take this very seriously out of respect for the community. please do remember to read the rules for the respective blogs before interacting with or reading them.

F: fluff A: angst S: smut

𖥻 - series /multi part

masterlist

BRADLEY 'ROOSTER' BRADSHAW

F + A: webb of unfortunate events by @ohtobeleah the last thing you expected was your father to be back in your life again

A: honest by @vcrooster no matter how much you love rooster, you and him were never meant to be

F + A: days like this by @mads-weasley rooster has a no good, terrible, day and all he wants is your comfort

F + A: show me all the scars you hide by @bradshawsbaby you love bradley even more for his scars

F + A: you don’t get to taste the honey without the sting of the bee by @notroosterbradshaw rooster never gets jealous. you on the otherhand...

F + A: rooster's girl by @wannabeschyulersister nobody messes with rooster's girl

F: sleep clothes by @fandomlit rooster short circuits after seeing you in your sleep clothes

F: pouting by @belowtheharddeck you spend the evening catching up with the naval aviators, leaving bradley kiss-less and pouty

A: you said you’d grow old with me by @blue-aconite you and rooster never got your fairy tale ending

F + A: stop by @lcahwriter even during your intimate moments, you still can't shake the thought of rooster dying from your mind

F: just like dad by @ilyasorokinn jamie wants to be just like her dad

F + A: "whiskey sour? classy." by @undiscovered-horizon another naval aviator disrespects you and rooster can't let that happen

JAKE 'HANGMAN' SERESIN

F + A: the princess and the hangman by @simpforrooster being an admiral's daughter, hangman likes to get on your nerves

F + A: don't go breaking my heart by @callsignmercy jake did the one thing he promised he wouldn't

F + A: strawberries by @siempre-bucky the one time jake writes to you

F: the joker by @gogobootz1 when you accidentally order too many peaches, penny (and jake) come to your rescue

F + A: our little secret by @sebastianstangirl01 nobody would've thought that bob floyd's sweet baby sister would be dating hangman

F: imagine being hangman's girl, knocking the sense into him at the bar and rooster never lets him live it down by @theclassiccherry

F: jake worries about his sick wife by @zablife

F: careful hands, precious cargo by @winchesterandpie despite you being in a mood, jake is still the most understanding boyfriend

F + A: you left me no choice but to stay here forever (right where you left me) by @sunderlust you've spent half your life fully and utterly in love with jake seresin.

F: tomorrow never comes by @purplevortexx you will always be there for jake

F + A: the green eyed monster by @hangmans-girl when jake doesn't understand boundaries, you show him just what you mean

F: baby, you down? by @softspiderling 𖥻 bradley finally meets the man you had been gushing like a school girl over

F + A: hello, goodbye by @imjess-themess jake visits home after a while and learns that you have far from moved on from him

ROBERT 'BOB' FLOYD

F: wizard! by @absoluteabbott baby bob wants to be just like his father, a wizard.

F: one night by @ereardon hangman keeps flirting with you but you only have eyes on a certain wso

F: not a secret anymore by @hlstead coyote hangman gets nosy and snoops around bob's phone, only to find out his big secret

F + A: when you come back by @writingdumpster you make bob promise to come back so he can tell you how much he loves you

F: no regrets by @edensbuttercups bob brings you back home safely after a drunken night and you wake up the next day with no regrets

F: bookstore lover by @samwlscns bob now knows where to go if he's ever in the need of book related opinions

JAVY 'COYOTE' MACHADO

F: somewhere only we know by @bestedoesmeow javy comforts you after you've been feeling stressed

F: coyote as a dad headcanons by @jungle-angel

F: you and coyote meet again after some time by @rhettabbotts

F: close by @buckyr00s javy gets admitted to the hospital and you visit him

F: for better days by @coyotesamachado coyote gets into a bird strike and you're beyond terrified

F: you're coyote's secret girlfriend by @belowtheharddeck

S: chew on my heart by @bradleyfuckingbradshaw coyote gets scared shitless when you get into a training accident

RON 'SLIDER' KERNER

F: beach days by @emmajane244 chipper flirts with you, unaware you are slider's wife

F: imagine slider confessing before leaving for top gun by @spinningwebsandtales slider's about to leave for top gun and all he wants to do is spend his last day with just you

TOM 'ICEMAN' KAZANSKY

F: ice ice baby by @redmenacehorned being ice's secret girlfriend, slider assumes the pretty girl by the bar is single and free game

F + A: finally by @topgun-imagines after months of trying, you and ice are finally having a baby

F + A: head in the clouds by @callsign-dragonbaron while visiting maverick and goose at top gun, the one man you loved with all your heart finds his way back into your life

LEONARD 'WOLFMAN' WOLFE

F: how wolfman proposes to you by @jungle-angel

BEAU 'CYCLONE' SIMPSON

S: under the desk by @topguncortez you visit cyclone during his lunch break and find yourself hidden under his desk

S: cyclone by @labyrinth-runner you are cyclone's much needed release

F + A: admirals' daughters by @krmy2386 you overhear what you boyfriend has to say about admirals' daughters

S: nice 'n easy by @wildbornsiren cyclone relieves you after a hard day

S: one night stand in fightertown by @zablife you meet the admiral at a bar one night, leaving with him for the best time you've ever had

#hangman x reader #rooster x reader #bob floyd x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader #jake seresin x reader #robert floyd x reader #javy machado x reader #coyote x reader #ron kerner x reader #slider x reader #iceman x reader #tom kazansky x reader #leonard wolfe x reader #wolfman x reader #beau simpson x reader #cyclone x reader #claire’s fic recs #top gun x reader #top gun headcanons #top gun imagine

[lieutenantfloyd]

My Top Gun Playlists

*Shoulder Shimmy* - Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Love Notes and Vinyl - Robert “Bob” Floyd

Red Hot Blooded American - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Rebel Without a Cause - Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Heatwave - Ron “Slider” Kerner

Strawberry Wine - Leonard “Wolfman” Wolfe

Summer at Fightertown USA

#top gun x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #bob floyd #robert bob floyd #hangman #jake seresin #jake hangman seresin #Maverick #pete maverick mitchell #slider kerner #ron slider kerner #Wolfman #leonard wolfman wolfe #Leonard wolfe x reader #Wolfman x reader #top gun #top gun maverick

[writers-requiem]

Okay, so I don't think I've done anything for this guy yet. Probably cuz not many people know about him. Hell, I didn't even know about him or the film he's from until recently. So Imma do a character x reader fanfic with Lawrence Talbot AKA the Wolfman from the 2010 remake "The Wolfman" but it will be all about the reader's encounter with his wolf form.

The Beast's Gentle Side (Lawrence Talbot, the Wolfman, x GN! Reader)

Genere(s): Fluff, comfort, fanfic, slight thriller

Rating: All ages

Warning(s): Just some slight thrills followed by fluff cuddles and kissing :)

Fandom: The Wolfman (2010 remake)

Word Count: 815

It was a cold night in the forest and you were just walking through to get home as fast as you could. You had been walking for at least an hour or two when your legs started to hurt and feel tired. So you stopped to take a rest and gaze at the night sky. It was beautiful up in the starry heavens. The stars were twinkling their radiant glow and the full moon was just-

You paused, frozen by fear at the sudden realization. Full moon? That wolf-thing shows up every full moon. This was bad. You began to panic, trying to think of how you could possibly escape the Wolfman's wrath. But every possibility you could think of always led you to one thing, your death. You had no way out, you were going to die in this forest if the Wolfman found you.

You desperately looked for a place to hide until the sun rose or until the beast left. To your own astonishment you found a small secluded alcove that looked to be big enough for you yet too narrow for the monster to reach you so you hid in there and just bit off your time. Waiting for the nightmare to end before it had even begun.

You heard howling in the distance. The beast was close, very close. Your heart was now pumping blood throughout your entire body faster than ever before. You heard the rustling of leaves and the snapping of twigs on the ground as well as wolfish growling. You kept still and silent so as to hopefully escape the beast's notice. And there he was, standing right in front of you. On the prowl, more than likely for food. You were terrified, and rightfully so.

You had kept quiet and still for upwards of about a minute and you thought the beast was about to leave, but then he turned around and looked down at you. You dared not to break eye contact so as to stay safe and attempt to assert some kind of dominance over him, to no avail. The beast grabbed you by the arm and pulled you out, causing you to scream in terror, but he didn't pull with the force that would rip off your arm. He then had you pinned against the rock wall behind you and he leaned in close and did something you didn't expect of the monster. He started to nuzzle your nose and cheek with his own as well as taking short and rapid sniffs of your scent.

You were still afraid, but you were also, and understandably, confused. The legends said the Wolfman was a violent murderous creature of the night that would kill anything it perceived as prey, an enemy or a threat. And yet, here he was behaving like a little puppy that was excited to see their owner again after a long day. Regardless, you knew that if you showed any sign of resistance or made any sudden moves, you'd be killed.

You slowly raised your arms until you could wrap them around his broad shoulders and neck so you could hug him. As such he reciprocated by wrapping his arms around your waist and abdomen gently, clearly knowing how much stronger he is than you. He continued to take small sniffs and pressed his nose into the crook of your neck and your hair to really get a good whiff of you. When he nuzzled your nose with his, you attempted to kiss him. Your lips made contact with his and at first you thought you were screwed given that he stopped. But then as you pulled away he chased after your lips to kiss them. Guess he likes it. You then ran your fingers through his fur and you were surprised by how soft it was. It looked messy as all hell, but it was as soft as a cloud should be.

Most would've wanted to flee in terror or possible embarrassment at this, but not you. You wanted more. You saw the Wolfman not as a monster, but as a misunderstood creature that is just as capable of feeling and understanding emotion as any human being.

Once you both had enough of the kissing, he picked you up and saddled you on his back as he ran towards an empty cabin. Probably abandoned by the previous owner. He set you down on a bed and climbed in with you. Clearly he too wanted more of that sensation. He held you close and you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and fluffy neck and gave him a smooch on the cheek while gently stroking it and wishing him goodnight for what little time you had left with him. And when the morning came, Lawrence knew what happened, and was head over heels for you as you were for him.

The End

Thank you guys for taking the time to read this. I may not fully understand the character of Lawrence Talbot, but I just love the design of his werewolf form. The practical prosthetics and makeup was a nice touch and a clever way, in my opinion, to mesh CGI with practical effects for the transformations. (I've seen clips on YT) Regardless, if you guys want me to do another Wolfman x Reader story, let me know!

#character x y/n #reblog friendly #fanfic #werewolf #the wolfman #the wolfman 2010 #Lawrence Talbot #Wolfman x Reader #Lawrence Talbot x Reader #Werewolf x Reader

[jungle-angel]

omg GIRL #30 of the cowboy prompts with Wolfman from Top Gun and #29 with Hangman??????? (im in love with these prompts and tbh i'm lurking on ur blog way too much i feel like I def am an A+ lurker xD)

Oh hon, lurk away, you've got every right to (lol)

Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe

You and Wolfie had been together for a while

He had taken to riding in rodeo competitions after he had gotten out of the Navy

Sometimes you thought bull riding was a hell of alot more dangerous than piloting an F14

But you supported Wolfman 100% of the way

One day before a competition, you were backstage with Wolfman and a few of his buddies

You found a little note near his saddle

And when you opened it up you were nearly in tears

Because he had written "this cowboy's heart burns for you.....only you" inside

And there was a little ring taped below

You were practically in tears as he scooped you up and kissed you

"So what's it gonna be babes?"

You said yes

And his cowboy's heart has burned for you ever since

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

You and Jake had a really long day

You guys had been working the ranch all day and had gotten some new horses

Jake was in the stables, bedding them down for the night

You snuck your way in and turned the volume up on the little radio he had been listening to

Oh that wicked grin that crawled across his face when he saw you

He took your hand in his

And before you knew it, the two of you were slow dancing to "You're Still The One" by Shania Twain

Jake may or may not have shed a few tears

Because that song was the first dance at your wedding

But he was really warm and he smelled like hay and horses

And he loved holding you as you swayed to the music

Every now and again you two slow dance in the stables

Because it's one of the few places where you can truly be intimate with each other

And where you can enjoy each other's company, just the two of you

#top gun maverick #top gun #leonard wolfman wolfe #jake hangman seresin #hangman x reader #wolfman x reader

[shelfwar]

Wolfman X Reader

~Pregnant~

Welcome to a requested imagine, my dumbass deleted the request but hey luckily I screen shot it.

Warnings: Vomiting,unplanned pregnancy, mentions of sex, choice words.

The sun slowly poked through the blinds as a nauseating feeling rose in your throat. Instantly you jumped out of bed, as a arm tried pulling you back to bed. "Ugh, I'm gonna be sick!" You screeched as the arm relaxed, then you sprinted towards the bathroom just barely making it, you vomited. "Love, you okay?" "I just threw up Wolf, what do you think?" "Uh, sorry." You felt him kneel next to you rubbing your back as you tried to pull yourself back together.

"It's okay, I'm here." He said lovingly. "Thanks Wolf." You said as you leaned back as your head hit the cold wall behind you, as he wrapped his arm around you. "Would you like me to stay home with you love?" He said as he kissed your forehead. "No, I should be fine Wolf." "You sure." "I'm sure Wolfy" "Mm, okay. Well I'm gonna get ready, but first!" He carefully picked you up bridal style before walking over to your shared bed, and gently laying you down whilst covering you up in the covers.

"Get some rest love." He said as he kissed your forehead. "I will Leonard. I love you." "I love you to y/n." Wolfman left the room as you started to doze off.

When you woke up you slowly trudged to the bathroom and as you were doing so, you realized that you missed your period. You and Wolfman practiced safe sex besides the day you came called the base "home". Bile rose in your throat as realization hit you, as you puked into the toilet once again. You were showing signs of pregnancy, the morning sickness, tender breasts, fatigue, always tired.

So once you were done you raced to your room and started to get dressed, opting to stay cozy you left on your pajama pants and just put on one of wolfmans academy sweatshirts. You walked down to the pharmacy and gazed at the plethora of different tests that they sold. Deciding on the electronic one you picked it up along with some condoms just in case if this was a false alarm.

When you got home you speed walked to the bathroom while taking off your pants and locked the door behind you. You shakily opened the text and the directions before taking the test and peeing on it. Once that was done you put the cap back on and sat on the toilet lid and waited patiently. While that was happening you heard the front door open close with heavy footsteps coming your way.

"Love you in there?!" "NO. I mean yes." "Will you unlock the door please." "No-no I can't let you in." "Are you hurt?" "No." "Please let me in." He said as he started to rattle the door knob. "Leonard!" "What, I'm nosey and I just wanna see-" while he was talking you grabbed the test and glared at the plus sign, you were pregnant. "Shit!" You unlocked the door with Wolfman staring at you with curiosity.

"I'm pregnant, Leonard." You said as you walked up to him with the test still in your shaky hands. "Lemme see." He said as he took the test from you. His eyes grew wide as he looked up at you. "Your pregnant?" "Yeah." You felt a tear fall down. "Im gonna be a dad!" He said as he lifted you up and twirled you in a circle. "Your not upset?" "Why would I?" "Cause." "Cause what love?" "I dunno." "That doesn't give me a valid answer love."

"Cause I didn't know if you were ready to be a dad." "Of course I am, I want kids so I could show them the farm." He chuckled. "Of course the farm." "Damn right." Wolfman leaned down and captured your lips with his as he aimlessly rubbed your non existing bump. "Love you." "Love you too Wolf."

#wolfman reader #wolfman x reader #top gun 1986 #request

[whiskeyswriting]

Top Gun (1986) Masterlist

Nick “Goose” Bradshaw

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky

Ron “Slider” Kerner

How To Be a Heartbreaker: Rule 1 | Rule 2 | Rule 3 & Rule 4

Memories of Secret Meetings

Slider x Whiskey Masterlist

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Rick "Hollywood" Neven

Leonard "Wolfman" Wolfe

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For link to series playlists, click here.

#mrsjaderogerswrites #mrsjaderogersmasterlists #top gun #top gun 86 #top gun fanfics #maverick x reader #pete maverick mitchell #iceman x reader #tom iceman kazansky #slider x reader #ron slider kerner #wolfman x reader #leonard wolfman wolfe #hollywood x reader #rick hollywood neven

[buckyegans]

I Know You ✮ Leonard ‘Wolfman’ Wolfe

summary: receiving a phone call during your day off, you’re surprised to hear the voice of your husband’s pilot (set during the aftermath of when holly and wolf have to eject)

note: i know his plane said henry ruth but we all collectively decided he is leonard wolfe. also, reader calls him lee/leo. GN! reader.

warnings: wolf is kind of insecure about your guys’ marriage but it’s a hurt/comfort fic

 “Hello?” you speak into the landline as you set it on your shoulder, craning your head to secure it in place, reaching to wash your hands in the sink. “Hello?” you repeat, furrowing your brows as you dipped your hands under warm water, washing away stray flour.

 “Hi,” a voice said. “Is this Y/n?”

 “Uhm,” you start, drying your hands before grabbing the phone. “Yes, this is them. Who is this?”

 “Hey, Y/n. This is Rick. I’m calling from Top Gun,” he said. Rick Neven, Hollywood, was your husband’s best friend and co-pilot. Your stomach immediately dropped at the fact he was calling you instead of Leonard himself.

 “Rick? Is everything okay?” you ask, bringing your hand to your cheek. “Is he okay?”

 “Yeah, yeah! He’s…well, he isn’t hurt. But, I think you should come here. He’s not doing so hot right now.” Hollywood said, and before he could even continue, your car keys were in hand and the phone was hanging off the line. “Hello? Y/n?” Rick asks into the receiver, before hearing the front door slam. Not even thirty minutes later, after battling some heavy Miramar traffic, you were speeding down the hallway of the school, towards the locker rooms. Finding Hollywood perched outside of the door, head leaned against the wall, foot propped up, he turned to find you approaching. “Oh, you made it. He’s in there,” Rick nodded.

 “Thank you,” you said softly, pushing the door open. The locker room was silent and empty. And a mess, but that was to be expected. Taking careful steps towards the openess, you find a figure on the bench, hunched over with their head in their hands. “Leo?”

 Wolfman sat up at the sound of his name, the name only you called him. With red-rimmed glassy eyes, he smiled crooked at the sight of you. “Y/n? What are you doing here?”

 “Rick called me, what’s the matter?” you ask, letting him pull you into him by your hips. “Are you hurt?” you looked him over. “Sick?” your hand pressed against his forehead.

 Leonard shook his head.

 You frowned. “Then what’s the matter—”

 Before you could finish, your husband was cupping your face and kissing you gently. You froze slightly before melting into it—you’d never say no to a kiss. But, you pulled away, gently stroking his cheekbone. “What happened, Lee?” you ask.

 He sighed, sitting back on the bench, pulling you against him, tucked into his side. “We had to eject,” he murmured, looking down at you. He reached up, touching your hair. “Our engine got shot—we ejected…I was so scared.”

 “Honey,” you cooed, looking up at him, brows softly furrowed. “You’re okay now. You know exactly what to do in that situation, and you did it—‘cause you’re so smart.” you smiled sadly.

 He sighed, shrugging. “I know. But, what if I didn’t l? What if I couldn’t? What if it didn’t work? I mean, don’t you want someone who doesn’t risk dying everyday? Someone who will come home to you every night?”

 You looked down, frowning. You grabbed his hands, bringing them to your lap. “Lee, I know what I signed up for when you first told me you were an aviator. I know what I want, and it’s you.”

 Leonard sighs, shaking his head. “But, you deserve something more. Someone who—”

 “I just called you smart, Leonard. Don’t make me take that back,” you remark as you stand, towering over him as you cup his face, stroking his tanned cheeks. He smiles somewhat, shaking his head again. “I love you, and I married you knowing exactly what was in store for me. Aviator or not, I married you.”

 “I’m not sure why you did,” he laughs.

 You smile. “Neither am I,” you tease, his hands finding your hips. “Now, let me stand here and tell you all the things that make you the best husband and aviator someone could ever ask for? And that I’m happy your alive? Please?”

 “Since you used the magic word,” he says, rolling his eyes but pulls you into his lap regardless.

 In all honesty, you were terrified. But, sometimes it was better for your husband not to know that. Especially at times like this.

 “Good,” you say, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Now, where should I start?” you ask, tapping your chin playfully, drawing a grin from your husband.

#top gun x reader #top gun #leonard wolfe #wolfman x reader #wolfman top gun

[topguncortez]

wolfman x reader where boys night out typically means talk of s/o is off limits but when he shows up more subdued then they’ve ever seen him that can’t help but ask what’s up

(can take in any direction you want, he wants to marry r, they’re pregnant and he’s freaked out, fight and breakup or even, he finds out r is a virgin and that’s not something he’s use to dealing with etc.)

Boys Night | Henry "Wolfman" Ruth x Reader warnings: cheating, mentions of the TopGun '86 mission, the use of the term "burning in", near death, language.

Wolfman's presence was hard to miss when he would show up to boys night. Not only was the blonde WSO tall, but he had a bright smile and a loud laugh that usually let the squadron know that he was there, but tonight was different. For one, Wolfman didn't have his oh so famous stetson on his head, and that beautiful smile was missing.

"Alright, I know it's boys night," Goose said, setting his cards down and looking over at Wolfe, "But you're being weird and it's weirding me out."

"I'm not being weird, Bradshaw," Wolfman muttered.

"Aha! You are! You called me, 'Bradshaw'," Goose exclaimed.

"Well, that is your last name," Maverick, pointed out, "But for real, Wolfie, you are acting a bit strange. What's up? Issues with the Missus?"

The boys all let out a low whistle as they looked around at Wolfe, who sighed, setting his cards down in front of him. Boys night was off limits for significant others. There was no talk about the women that they went home to (or in Mav's case, went to go find). But occasionally, they broke the rules when it looked like one of them was going through it.

"Y/N, she's uh. . . she wants to get married," Wolfe said quietly.

Y/N had been one of the few girlfriends that had made the sacrifice to come out and see the TopGun pilots during their training. She had be come close friends with Carole and Sarah (Iceman's girlfriend). The three of them had become inseparable as they shared the common theme of being significant others of the pilots. They all leaned on each other when the pilots got whisked away to some mission in the Indian Ocean not long after graduation.

"Well damn! That's huge!" Goose smiled, and patted Wolfman's back, but the RIO shook his head, "It's not?"

"Remember that last mission, after graduation?"

How could any of them forget? Hollywood and Wolfman had been shot out of the sky, their plane breaking into pieces as they hurdled towards the endless sea. Ice and Slider had to fight off four MiGs by themselves until Maverick came to their rescue and shot down three MiGs, making him the only active duty pilot with three confirmed air kills. It was a mission for the history books.

"I cheated on her," Wolfman said quietly, "It was dumb and stupid and I was. . . I didn't think I'd ever live to see her again. I mean, I felt the fucking jet broke apart with us still in it. I wasn't thinking and-"

"Does she know?" Iceman asked and Wolfe shook his head, "You need to tell her."

"I tried," Wolfman said, "I really did, but I couldn't so. . . I just packed my bags and left. Left her a note with an apology."

Wolfman could only imagine the scene playing out at his apartment right now. It was around 8:30 at night, so Y/N was just getting home from her girls night with Carole, Sarah, and Bradley. She had probably already noticed that his boots were missing from their usual spot by the front door, which would prompt her to call out his name. She would then walk to the kitchen and see that his cookbooks were gone, as well as the picture of him and Hollywood. She would then see the note, written on a yellow notebook pad.

"You son of a bitch Leonard!"

She would probably curse, as she would run up to see that his side of the closet had been ransacked, his drawers were empty, and a ring box was sitting on the side of the bed.

#top gun #top gun blurb #top gun imagine #top gun 1986 #top gun fan fic #top gun fan fiction #wolfman #wolfman imagine #wolfman top gun #wolfman x reader #wolf man fan fic #leonard Wolfe #leonard wolfe imagine #leonard Wolfe x reader #leonard wolfe fan fic #leonard wolfe fan fiction

[writing-fanics]

(ookami x reader ideas)

snow and rain

.(ookami (wolfman) x reader).

(Summary: Yn meets and falls in love with a man who can transform into a wolf which they end up having two children together)

okay okay but also random x reader where he doesn’t die and they raise their kids together which I know ruins the purpose but… he didn’t deserve to die

#ookami kodomo no ame to yuki #ookami x you #ookami x y/n #ookami x reader #wolfman x you #wolfman x reader #wolfman x y/n

[ddejavvu]

so serious rn send me top gun requests!! I’ll take tgm requests too, but I’m mainly looking for the original movie!! Please oh my god I will kiss you on the mouth if you do 😭

#iceman #iceman x reader #maverick #maverick x reader #Tom kazansky #Tom kazansky x reader #Pete Mitchell #Pete Mitchell x reader #goose #goose x reader #nick Bradshaw #nick Bradshaw x reader #slider #slider x reader #ron kerner #Ron kerner x reader #wolfman #wolfman x reader