#Ron kerner moodboard

[desert-fern]

“Oh right. The poison. The poison for Kuzco, the posion chosen especially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco’s poison.”

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[sarahsmi13s]

Can I request a slider home for the holidays mood board? I feel like he would be the kind to surprise you, he somehow convinced a superior to give him a couple days off for Christmas so he could come home. He would be the sweetest.

hey nonny darling! thank you for celebrating with me! 🥰

|| sliding home for christmas ||

time together as a family is a gift

You and your children hadn't expected Ron to be home for Christmas. He wasn't due to come home until after the new year. So, imagine the surprise of you hearing your twin sons and your daughter squealing "Daddy!" while playing outside. You immediately picked up your 18 month old boy from his playpen and waddled as fast as you could with your 7 month belly to get outside and see if it was true. That your husband was home. And sure enough, there he was. In his tall, goofy glory, still in his flight suit, with your children climbing him like a jungle gym. Was he home from being in the middle of the ocean early? Yeah, yeah he was. But you weren't going to question it. You were just happy to have your Ronnie back.

thank you again for celebrating with me nonny darling! i hope you like it! love ya!

you can find all of the moodboard for this celebration here! -> unwrap us!!

[topgun-imagines]

Following In His Footsteps || Moodboard

[aestheticsuwu]

Blurrin' the lines between real and the fake

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell

Mafia x Hitman/FBI Au

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IceMan ; One of the top most wanted criminal in the world. Known for the successful running legacy of being the coldest and feared mafia boss in Russia and now expanding his name in United States in all its glory.

Each day theres a different price for his head. The reward get higher by the second but the task becomes harder to accomplish. After all no one has seen his face, and the ones that do , Are now 6 feet under the ground.

The overachiever hit-man Pete Mitchell, ‘Maverick’ ,that has been hired by Charlie Blackwood an FBI agent, takes on the task thinking of it as a challenge . What he doesn’t know is that Ice is always 2 steps ahead and is already waiting for him.

Ice is not going to get wiped out in his watch, especially for his youngest sister Carole wedding .

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“Behave.”

Maverick wanted to bite his hand , wants to scream and disrupt the guest but he knew better and having the man hand squeezing the back of his neck in warning made him clamped his mouth shut . Maverick still threw him a hard glare.

A young women , dressed in a floral white dress, shoulder length blonde hair and a big smile on her face spots them and comes running towards them. She screeches when she sees Ice. She throws herself into his arm . Ice twirls her around making her squeal and sets her down.

“Tommy , You promises not to bring none of your boy toys . It’s my engagement dinner.” The blonde woman whines , her arms crossed on her chest with a frown adorning her beautiful face. Her kind blue eyes flicker to his and he wanted to protest . He was not a twink nor Ice boy-toy but Maverick just averted his eyes down to his boots and stayed quiet. Biting his tongue . Tom. The long mystery of the real name of Iceman. And all for what. He might never get to tell anyone.

The poor woman was about to get scolded , she didn’t need Mavs.

“Carole , This one special. “ Ice brings back his hand to Maverick neck . Maverick can taste blood from how hard he’s biting his tongue.”Didn’t i promise you that I wouldn’t work or do anything that will prejudice your wedding. Aren’t I a man of my word“ Ice spoke gently and in a tender voice . It gave Maverick goosebumps. It was like a different person in contrast to Ice, the man holding him hostage and holding his neck like he was some damn puppy( and threaten to kill him once his baby sister has gotten married .

“You did gave me your word and in writing.” Carole sunny smile appears making Ice content .

“Where’s Nick ?” Ice smiles proudly , looking around for the man.

“I will go get him. Oh - I forgot where’s my manners. I’m Carole , soon to be Mrs.Bradshaw” Carole waited for his response but Maverick was having a quick debate in his head.

He didn’t know if he was allowed to speak but if the pressure of Ice thumb on his jaw making his sister wait was anything. Mav wasn’t sure what to say , does he say Maverick or Pete Mitchell?

“Im Pete Mitchell but your brother likes to call me Mave-rick , Nice to meet you . Congrats on your wedding .” Maverick mimics the way Iceman pronounced his name. He decides to be honest. He doubts Carole will try to search him up and look at his background. Besides he has a feeling Slider had already wiped his info off the system by orders of his boss. He gives her his best smile which she returns . She looks like a sunshine compared to this cold criminal man beside him.

The last name spiked a curiosity in him, he knew a Bradshaw but it couldn’t be the same person , Goose was dead. He’s snapped out of his thoughts when he feels Iceman press behind him.

“See,” Ice deep voice has Maverick nervous “It wasn’t that hard to be a good boy”

Maverick hates himself for his body reacting to those words. It send a shiver down his spine. He just hope Iceman didn’t see. Iceman goes to take a seat , front and center, assigned for him only. Maverick stands there dumbly not knowing what to do. “Sit” Ice pats his thighs with an amused smirk . This was embarrassing. He refuse to do it. He silently glares at the man making Iceman lose his patience. He moves forward and speaks lowly just enough for both of them to hear,”I wasn’t asking. Sit now. “ Ice tone of voice left no room for discussion.

Maverick balled his fist . He was fuming from the inside . He swung his leg over and sat down on the mans lap. He felt the blondes large hand grab his hip and pulled him closer. Maverick could feel the eyes of everyone on him making him flush down to his neck. He turns to his right, ‘Slider’, Iceman’s right hand and bodyguard ,snicker at him making Maverick feel embarrassed .

Carole comes back with a drink on her hand , vodka on ice , and on the other, a man. A man that makes Maverick go pale . He was dead. How could he be here? Goose?

The man hasn’t notice him yet. He sees his lip moving and feels the rumble of Ice voice against his back . He look exactly like him. The eyes, the height and the stupid porn mustache . It was him. His only family he had left. Here he was marrying the sister of a cold hearted criminal . Nick Bradshaw.

Slider stands up and put his arms around Goose and Carole and begins flirting with them both. Something that looked like something they did . He’s saying something along the lines that he wouldn’t mind being part of the wedding. It’s kind of mushy in his brain, he snaps out of it when Ice laughs at his friend. He doesn’t know why , but he hands go straight for the hand on his hip , needing the reassurance he wasn’t hallucinating . Ice goes rigid behind him.

Maverick takes a strong grip on Ice fingers . He feels eyes boring holes to the side of his face . His breath quickens , he feels like his heat had leapt out of his chest. He hears a glass clink against a surface , then suddenly he feels three cold fingers on his jaw making him face Ice. Who looked laser focused on him, his brows furrowed and eyes high on alert.

Ice opens him mouth to ask him something but Goose beats him to it. “ I didn’t realize you brought someone new. Let me introduce myself I’m Goose .”

“I think he’s shy . “ Carole says making Slider snort at the ridiculousness .

Ice has gone deadly silent and still holding his jaw . His blue eyes flickering all over his face, trying to read him. Suspicious on what was going on, he turns to Goose . With a sharp smile he answers for him, “This is Maverick. Why don’t you say hi , Sweetheart.”

Maverick turns around and faces Goose. Now is his turn to look like he just saw a ghost. Ice clenches his jaw , not liking the situation , He looks at Slider, whose already catching on , and gives him a sign to take Carole and Goose away. They had to deal with this later .

“I was promised a dance . Shall we ?” Slider doesn’t let them answer and is dragging them away . Maverick just listens to Carole laugh and watched Goose look over his shoulder with a fallen expression.

“Mitchell, Your dangerous , and I can’t have you going around behaving like that. Can’t have you snooping around in my business .In the meantime , your going to keep that pretty mouth shut and be on your best behavior until I decide how to get rid of you. Got it.” Ice says in a cold tone , a void of emotions. Like he was randomly talking about the weather.

“What if I don’t . Your going to kill me? I’m not scared of you …Iceman.” Maverick is not backing down. They stare at each fro way too long. His chest is still heaving and Iceman is just calm and collective . It made him tick.

Ice moves his hand up to Maverick face with a mocking smile. The man was hard to read but clearly he was angry.

“You should be , Baby.” Ice thumb touch Maverick’s bottom lip, slightly pulling it down making Maverick freeze , his greens eyes widen. “You’re in enemy’s territory. No one’s going to help you, Not even …Goose.” Ice chomps the air showing perfect rows of teeth. The man still remained dispassionate and composed like he didn’t just threatened to end his life .

The words felt like a slap to his face. He wasn’t expecting the chomp , the action reminded him of a feral dog wanting to bite him. Wreck him. Ice picks up his glass , the one Carole had give. him , and takes a huge gulp trying to shoo away the migraine that was try to creep up on him ever since Maverick appeared. Ice smiles at Carole who’s looking at their direction as Slider twirls her . He keeps his smile when Goose make eye contact with him, he looks away when Slider is trying to get his attention .

“Smile. Everyone’s looking.” With no other option , Maverick smiles that doesn’t reach his eyes . He really wants to kill the guy. Right about now. Like if he was devil , the man mutters, “Keep those thoughts for later , Nobody is dying today. What your pretty little head should worry about is that your sleeping in my bed tonight.”

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Sidenote: okay so I saw in a fic where Carole is Ice sister, so I had to use this opportunity to add it in here. Goose and Maverick were best friends and worked together until one day a mission goes haywire and Gooses is presumed dead. But In reality , Slider finds Goose in the middle or fight with another drug lord and Slider gets injured and Goose helps him. Making Slider feel gratitude towards Nick , he takes him in and does everything he can for Ice to let him (Goose thinks Mav is dead too)

The FBI thinks they have a lead on Ice and know who it is , (they think it’s Slider ) Charlie knows Mav (they’re dating or hooking up or whatever ; either ways Mav still ends up with Ice) and she gets him on the deal .

Ice gets all the information back to him. He done his research on Mav by the time he has him close. Ice can’t kill him yet since it’s Carole wedding . He decides to have him by his side 24/7 to keep an eye on him. Literally. And uses this excuse to have Mav sit on his lap like all the time. (Slider sighs because the one time Ice is acting like love sick fool and it’s for the idiot that they’ve taken hostage. He rants about to Goose and Carole )

Maverick is just trying to find ways to escape but at the same time he struggling from keeping himself from throwing himself at Ice.

(Also if anyone writes a fic , can you guys write a scene where Maverick is lying in thousands of dollars and Ice is just having his brain go offline. Mavs wants to have sex on the money even though the money is dirty.)

[floydsglasses]

I am adding My boy Slider to my X-Men moodboards, I think you will be pleased with the choice of who he is

[sailor-aviator]

Hanging By a Moment: Chapter Two

Hanging By a Moment: Chapter Two

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Summary: Taking place directly after the events of "Don't Hang'em Til Noon," this series follows more of Jake and Scout as they traverse life in the New Mexico territories. Isaac Cassidy's posse is still hanging about, stirring up trouble in the name of their fallen leader. Additionally, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell and your brother, Benjamin, have established rights to a gold mine that's now drawing in more and more unsavory characters. Will you have what it takes to survive the growing danger?

Trigger Warnings: Talk of mining, Talk of gold, Mentions of blood, Mentions of Isaac Cassidy, Feelings of being watched, Fluff, Romance, like a disgusting amount of flirting and pining, idiots in love. I think that's everything, but please let me know if I missed something!

Word Count: 3.0k

Masterlist || DPU Masterlist || Moodboards || Playlist 1 || Playlist 2 || Jake "Hangman" Seresin Tag List

The air inside the assembly hall was heavy with rapt attention as the townsfolk fixed their gazes upon the three men on stage. You noticed Maverick shifting ever so slightly on his feet, a show of nerves that seemed so out of character for the man. Pete “Maverick” Mitchell may be the mayor, but he was a quiet man - a characteristic you had been told was earned with age and years of responsibility thrust upon him. His lips twitched in a nervous smile that didn’t go unnoticed by you as his eyes flickered across the crowd, meeting your own before flitting away to look at someone else.

“I’m sure you’re all wondering why we’ve asked you to gather here today,” he said finally, tone clear and even, showing no hint of the nerves he was feeling in the moment. He took a half step back, angling his body to face the unknown man at his side. Your eyes shifted to the right to study him.

He was a tall man with a slim build that hinted at a muscular physique in his youth. Wrinkles littered his face much like Maverick and Iceman’s, though his hair was a stark white in comparison to Maverick’s graying black. His face was stern but not unkind, the look of a man who meant business but who might also have fun at your expense. His demeanor was relaxed as his eyes flickered to Maverick’s before facing back forward.

“Allow me to introduce a long-time friend of mine that’s been helping us Benjamin and myself out with our little project,” Maverick began again, hand raised towards the stranger. “This here is Ron Kerner. Some of you might recognize him from way back in the day before he set up shop in San Francisco. He’s been kind enough to make his way here to help us set up shop.”

“Set up shop for what, Maverick?” Someone hollered out, causing a wave of murmured agreement to ripple through the crowd.

“Right,” he sighed, rubbing at the back of his neck, a frown pulling on his lips. “You know everything I do is to try and do right by the good people of this town. I wouldn’t have pursued this if I didn’t think it was something worth doing, you all know that.”

“Get on with it!”

Several murmurs of agreement floated around the crowd, and Maverick grimaced, eyes shifting towards Benjamin for assistance. Benjamin stood up a little taller, walking to stand next to the older man and placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder as he addressed the crowd.

“What Maverick is trying to say,” he began, “is that there is an investment opportunity. An opportunity for jobs and a boost to our fine town’s economy. It’s hit several towns and areas in the west, drawing more and more people with each passing day. It is the thing which all men seek. Ladies and gentlemen, I mean to say that there is gold here in Maverick.”

The entire assembly hall broke into excited chattering, and your eyebrows shot up onto your forehead. Birdie drew in an excited breath as she clutched at your arm, her other clutching Bunny’s.

“Gold?” She murmured, eyes darting excitedly to you as she squirmed in her seat. “That’s good news right?”

You weren’t so sure. Gold was a risky business at the best of times, and from the mutterings you had managed to overhear at Hondo’s store the past couple of weeks, the local farmers were worried that it was shaping up to be another exceptionally dry summer. The last few summers had been mild, from the sounds of it, but the older men in town were waiting for the other shoe to drop. Jake and the other Daggers had told you stories about growing up with the last major drought that had occurred, eyes looking towards a distant past that spoke of hunger and loss.

“Everyone, please!” Benjamin called out, voice barely being heard above the crowd. He raised his hands high to try and draw attention to himself, but let them drop in defeat when the noise only grew louder. A shrill whistle echoed through the room, several people wincing at the intrusive noise as all eyes turned to the far corner where Sheriff Kazansky leaned against the wall. He let his fingers drop from his lips as he crossed his arms, settling back with an unamused scowl towards the people gathered.

“The sooner you let the man talk,” he groused, “the sooner your questions can be answered. It’s like you folks ain’t never heard of gold before for pete’s sake.”

The crowd slowly turned back around, looking much like a giant group of reprimanded children. A smile tugged on your lips as you caught Ice’s gaze from across the room. His scowl shifted into a warm smile as he looked at you, shooting you a quick wink before nodding back towards the stage. You bowed your head before adhering to his silent request, catching Benjamin’s thankful smile towards the older man.

“Thank you, Sheriff,” he murmured. “As I was saying, yes. Gold has been found in the area, and with Mr. Kerner’s help, we’ve been able to set up mining operations outside of town and establish rights to the gold in the area. Those of you who wish to try your luck at panning or mining will need to first apply for a permit. You can do so by seeing me or Maverick here, and we can help you with the paperwork.”

You tuned out the rest, allowing your thoughts to wander as your brother droned on and answered questions from the crowd. You had heard talk about the shady characters that a gold rush tended to attract, the types of crimes they committed. The town of Maverick wasn’t crime free, you knew that better than anyone, but there was an unspoken rule amongst the people you called neighbors: protect your own.

You had gained the trust of the locals only a month prior when you had saved Jake from swinging from the gallows - something that was more for your benefit than for theirs, but it had won you their respect and gratitude nonetheless.

So lost in thought, you hadn’t noticed when you had twisted around to look at the outlaw in question, your brow furrowed into a faraway glare that had him raising an eyebrow at you. You snapped out of it when he made his way past the few people standing in the aisle of the packed assembly hall, crouching down beside you. The smell of clean linen and faint tobacco permeated the surrounding air, and you let out a quiet hum at the familiar smell.

“Normally I know what you’re glaring at me for, honey girl,” he whispered, a hand coming up to rest on the back of your chair as he shot you a curious look, smirk barely contained. “But I’m afraid you’re going to have to clue me in on this one.”

You shook your head, tearing your eyes away from him to look back up at the stage.

“I wasn’t meaning to,” you confessed, lips pulling back into a grimace.

“What’s eatin’ away at you?”

“Perhaps you just have that effect on me,” you challenged with a smirk, sparing him a glance. A lascivious grin spread across his face as he leaned in closer.

“I think I have a lot of effects on you, pretty girl,” he teased, running his eyes up and down your figure, causing your cheeks to heat with anticipation. Birdie cleared her throat, drawing both of your attentions to her. She raised an eyebrow at the two of you before turning her gaze pointedly to the surrounding crowd. Your cheeks were heated for a different reason this time, and you noticed Jake’s cheeks dusted a light pink as well when you peered at him.

“Sorry, miss,” Jake murmured, shooting her an apologetic smile before looking back at you with a shameless wink. You rolled your eyes, staring back at the stage pointedly. Jake stood, shifting his weight onto the foot closest to you, but making no move to leave his new spot. You could feel the eyes on you two, most of them coming from the direction of a certain group of girls. You paid them no mind, allowing your thoughts to wander back to the dangers of allowing gold mining within the town of Maverick.

Would it boost the local economy? Most assuredly. Was that worth the shady characters that would come crawling in from whichever city they left behind? That remained to be seen. The violence and crime was already something you had learned to live with, to deal with on your own even, but that familiarity had come at a price, and your fingers itched with the phantom blood you could still feel dripping from the tips, Isaac Cassidy’s pitch black eyes still boring into you from beyond the grave.

It startled you when people began to move around you, voices ringing out as the townfolk made to leave. A hand appeared in your line of sight, and you looked up to see Jake giving you a soft smile as he waited for you to collect yourself. Shoving aside the sick feeling stirring in the pit of your stomach, you took his hand, feeling an instant sense of release to know that he was still safe, still with you.

“I have to talk to your brother about some things,” he told you, pulling you to your feet gently. “Wait for me by the door? It shouldn’t take but a minute.”

“I’ll be counting,” you told him, a teasing lilt to your tone as you squeezed his hand. He chuckled, eyes sparkling with what you could only describe as adoration. His hand lingered in yours for a moment longer before finally letting go, eyes never leaving you as he backed up towards the stage. You chuckled, shaking your head, only turning when Birdie brushed up against you.

“You’ve got that man wrapped around your little finger,” she giggled. You raised an eyebrow at her, eyes darting to Bunny who gave you a knowing look.

“Don’t even try to argue,” the saloon girl said with a roll of her eyes. “Everyone here knows it. Even those girls who haven’t stopped glaring at you since Seresin came sauntering down the aisle.”

She gestured behind her, and sure enough, the group of girls were shooting you daggers as they whispered amongst each other. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes, instead turning back to your friends.

“I don’t know what you two are talking about,” you retorted, clasping your hands in front of you as the three of you began up the aisle. Birdie let out a rather indignant and unladylike squawk at your words, eyes growing wide in protest.

“You can’t be serious!” She exclaimed. You pursed your lips, eyes darting to the back wall.

“I don’t know what you’re accusing me of,” you began, a smile tugging on your lips, “but if I’m guilty, then so are the two of you.”

“Can we walk you two home?”

Bob stopped in front of your little group, Bradley not far behind him, and you took a step back to gesture at your two friends.

“By all means, gentlemen,” you smiled, earning a pair of matching glares from your friends.

“This isn’t over!” Birdie hissed as Bradley laid a gentle hand on the small of her back just as Bob offered his arm to Bunny. Both girls gave you pointed looks before allowing themselves to be led out of the building, the last of the chatter in the entrance hall leaving with them.

It had been fifteen minutes, and you were beginning to grow impatient. Shooting a glare at one of the doors leading into the assembly hall, you could hear the group of men erupting into laughter. You huffed, pacing back and forth in front of the entryway. What on earth could they possibly be talking about?

“I need some air,” you muttered to yourself, the leftover heat from so many bodies gathered in one space causing your head to feel light. You pushed the door open, sighing in relief as the cool, night air engulfed you. The sweat clinging to your skin added another layer of relief as you stood in the middle of the street, head leaned back and eyes closed.

Soon, the summertime would be here again, and you grimaced at the thought of the sticky heat that would cling to you with little to no relief available. You truly hated the heat.

You allowed yourself to relax in your moment of solitude, arms stretched wide as you twirled in the dirt road, a smile once again gracing your face. Life out in the west had started rough for you, no one could argue that, but you had managed to survive and even find a place for yourself here with the help of your newfound loved ones. Of course, there had been a rough patch in the middle there, but you had overcome it, coming out stronger in the end and even earning yourself a little nickname from the locals: Priest.

“I don’t get it,” you had frowned, staring at the barmaid in front of you. Bunny let out a sigh as she placed the mug down, placing both hands on the bar as she stared at you.

“It’s because of the way you made Isaac confess to everything,” she explained, cocking her head to the side. “And the way you brought him to his knees, begging for mercy.”

“He didn’t beg for mercy,” you scowled. “Who’s saying that? That’s not true at all!”

“It doesn’t matter,” the other girl had sighed. “That’s what story is making the rounds, and that’s the one that’s gonna stick, Scout. Just let it happen because it’s going to whether you approve of it or not.”

You still thought it was silly, quite frankly, but you had let it go. You had even gotten better at holding back your eye rolls every time you heard someone refer to you with that nickname.

An odd feeling overcame you, pulling you back into the current moment. Your arms dropped down to your sides as you opened your eyes, gaze flickering around the empty streets before landing on a figure hiding in the shadows just two streets down. Your heart stopped at the unexpected sight, eyes narrowing to try and make out who it was. He was a man of average height, and you could just barely make out the few features on his bearded face. You were sure you recognized the man who stood there watching you. His face was unreadable, intensely so as he stared at you, hands in his pockets. Before you could call out to him, the door to city hall opened behind you and you turned with a jump.

Jake trotted down the few stairs, a scowl on his face as he took in the sight of you alone.

“I thought I told you to wait for me by the entrance?” He asked, stopping in front of you with his hands on his hips.

“I did,” you replied, rolling your eyes with a matching scowl. “That was twenty minutes ago.”

A sheepish look crossed over his face, and he hunched his shoulders as he looked at you.

“Sorry about that,” he muttered. “We lost track of the time.”

You hummed, turning your gaze back down the street towards where the man had been standing, only now he was gone. You frowned, brow pinching as you tried to think of where you knew him from.

“What is it?” Jake asked, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. You shook your head.

“It’s nothing,” you sighed, placing your arms around his shoulders as he swayed the two of you in place. “Just thought I saw something.”

“Your eyes must be playing tricks on you,” he murmured, leaning forward to rest his head against yours. He gave you a suggestive smirk. “You must be tired. We should get you back home and in bed.”

“I feel that it’s in my best interest to inform you that I will be going to bed alone tonight,” you told him, earning a pout from the blond.

“Haven’t you ever heard that doing things together is much more fun than doing things by yourself?” He retorted.

“And haven’t you ever heard of not taking advantage of a lady?” You shot back, an eyebrow raised at him. He tossed his head back into a cackle, leaning back forward with a grin.

“Honey girl, you and I both know that you take advantage of me plenty,” he chuckled, rubbing his nose against yours.

“I do no such thing!” You argued, pouting up at him. He huffed a laugh before placing a brief kiss against your lips.

“Sure you don’t,” he responded, the grin never leaving his face. “So what would you call the other day when I was working hard on your brother’s ranch and you practically tackled me in the barn to-”

“Jacob Seresin, don’t you dare finish that sentence,” you scowled. His grin grew impossibly larger as he squeezed you tighter against him.

“Yes, ma’am,” he murmured, green eyes growing soft as they took you in. One of his hands ran up your side and stopped to cup your cheek, thumb running gently over the skin there. You basked in the attention he showed you, eyes fluttering shut as you took the time to absorb the moment.

“Jake?”

“Yes, honey girl?”

“Hurry up and propose to me,” you stated, eyes opening to find his soft expression mix with one of utter amusement.

“Can’t rush these things, darlin’,” he said, pressing another kiss to your lips. “Want it to be perfect for you.”

You let out a sigh, pursing your lips in impatience. Jake chuckled at your put out expression, pulling away just enough to direct you towards the way home.

“All in good time, honey girl,” he rasped, squeezing your hip. “All in good time.”

A/N: And we're back with the DPU! Friendly reminder that I am doing away with my tag list and using my side blog: @sailoraviator-library for update notifications! Just follow that blog and turn on post notifications if you'd like to be notified of all updates! As always, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated. I also post updates on AO3 under the username sailor_aviator if you'd like to check me out there as well. Until next time!

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Lieutenantfloyd's Masterlist

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TOP GUN

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Fics:

The Double Proposal

Family relations

Headcanons:

SFW alphabet

Slow dancing with rooster would include

Sleep headcanons

Tickling headcanons

Robert 'Bob' Floyd

Fics:

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Beer

Darling You Send Me, Honest You Do

Halloween imagine

Headcanons:

SFW alphabet

domestic life as bobs pretty little housewife would include

Moodboards:

Christmas with Bob

Springtime with Bob

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Fics:

Dancing In The Dark, Alight by Fire

Halloween Imagine

Headcanons:

misc Hangman headcanons

SFW alphabet

Moodboards:

Soft! aesthetic

New Years Eve

Small town romance

Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson

Fics:

Everything, Everything, and the Search for Reclamation

Hold Me, Flatter me

Halloween imagine

Wintering together + falling in love (original ask/prompt)

Headcanons:

misc Cyclone headcanons

Dad! Cyclone (+ Wife! reader) headcanons

SFW alphabet

NSFW alphabet *18+ Only*

dating an autistic!Reader would include

Helping you avoid a meltdown

Dating headcanons

Childhood headcanons

Moodboards:

Wintering together

Pumpkin patch

Pete “Maverick’ Mitchell

Fics:

A Bad Day for Love (But a Good Day for Flower Shops)

Halloween imagine

Headcanons:

SFW alphabet

NSFW alphabet *18+ Only*

Moodboards:

Christmas with Mav

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Headcanons:

Phoenix as your girlfriend

Moodboards:

Vacationing together

Springtime with Phoenix

Mickey 'fanboy' Garcia

Headcanons:

Fanboy as your S/O

Javy 'Coyote' Machado

Headcanons:

SFW alphabet

Moodboards:

Domestic life

Ron 'Slider' Kerner

Fics:

Rebel Yell *18+ Only*

Headcanons:

sfw alphabet

Tom "Iceman" Kazansky

Headcanons:

Dating headcanons

Series

When Duty Calls - Cyclone x reader

The Little Things - Dagger Squad (+ Cyclone) x reader

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

General Headcanons:

Top Gun characters as (non alcoholic) drinks

Where I think Top Gun characters grew up

Music Top Gun characters would listen to

The Dagger squad plays laser tag

Rooster and Cyclone's kids' being best friends - AU

What i think Top Gun characters order at a coffee shop

Other:

Departure - icemav

Incorrect quotes

DUNE

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Fics:

Creature *18+ Only*

Headcanons:

Competing for your affection (Feyd-Rautha & Rabban x reader)

Gurney Halleck

Fics:

Narrow Honor

Stilgar

Fics:

Nectar *18+ Only*

Glossu Rabban

Headcanons:

Competing for your affection (Feyd-Rautha & Rabban x reader)

Other

Preferences:

How they react to you suddenly kissing them

Tom Cruise

Fics:

In Demand - Tom Cruise x reader x Jon Hamm

Moodboards:

Being an F1 driver and dating him

Elvis Presley

Fics:

Casting Spells

Headcanons:

SFW relationship headcanons

NSFW alphabet *18+ Only*

Outer Range

Royal Abbott

Fics:

Something Domestic

Masters of the Air

Robert "Rosie" Rosenthal

Fics:

Love is a mystery

[wildbornsiren]

Nick “Goose” Bradshaw Master List (Top Gun)

Lieutenant Junior Grade Nick “Goose” Bradshaw.

Don’t Ask, Don’t Stop  Goose needs to clear his mind, he finds his quiet space. And another problem finds him. ( 1313 words Ron “Slider” Kerner/Nick “Goose” Bradshaw) 

Beer Bottles and Bloody Knuckles Moodboard and Drabble.  They never expected to end up this way.  (Ron “Slider” Kerner/Nick “Goose” Bradshaw) Easy like this Moodboard and Drabble  It was easy, too easy to fall.  (Ron “Slider” Kerner/Nick “Goose” Bradshaw)

3 Sentence AU Goose Lives Nick “Goose” Bradshaw/Reader

[desert-fern]

“Pissed off beats scared every time.”

Dagger Avengers Assemble! Check out the rest of the moodboard collection here!

[desert-fern]

“How can you read this? There’s no pictures!”

Join the magic! Find the rest of the Disney!Daggers moodboard series here!

[desert-fern]

“You people are so petty. And tiny.”

Dagger Avengers Assemble! Check out the rest of the moodboard collection here!

[sarahsmi13s]

I am back again because I also want to propose a Slider little thing for your Christmas celebration. Why? Because Slider doesn't get enough lovin' and this idea hit me like a FREIGHT TRAIN.

Spicy fireplace times with Slider? Does anyone else love that other than me? I feel like it's a troupe with Kerner written alllll over it.

hi again mare! thank you for sliding in again to celebrate with me! 🥰

|| take the chill out ||

seek what sets your soul on fire

Ron thought it would be a great idea to go to the mountains for a little holiday get away. And it was... until the cabin's heater went out. So instead of getting to sleep in a comfortable bed with your Ronnie, you were tethered to the fireplace. It could be romantic at times, sitting in front of the flames and having dinner with a glass of wine. Or just cozy, sitting in front of the fireplace with a book as Ron played with your hair. One night, as you read your book, snuggled up with him under a blanket, you found yourself still shivering slightly. Let's just say that Ron had the perfect solution to take the chill out.

thank you for sliding in once again mare! i hope this warmed you up a bit! 😉 love ya!

you can find all of the moodboard for this celebration here! -> unwrap us!!

[sarahsmi13s]

Eek, somebody needs to get my brain to stop.

Slider + First Christmas away from home? Either he's on a carrier having pulled the shitty shift or he's on a base far from home

ah! i love this idea! lemme kiss your brain 🥰

|| away for christmas ||

it doesn't matter where i am, i am yours

You smiled as you adjusted your glasses and sat your mug down on the coaster and opened your letter that Ron had labeled "CHRISTMAS MORNING ONLY" and began to read. "My Gorgeous Cherry, You have no idea the joy your little updates have brought me on the floating hunk of metal. Hearing about Max and Goose playing in the snow, and your updates about your sisters and your nephews. It's all helped to bring the holiday spirit to the ship. And signing your name and marking it with that lipstick you know I love before spritizing it with your perfume... Sweetheart, that's brought me comfort like you wouldn't believe. I'm also still upset that you put the star on the tree yourself, now there's no room on the top for you, my angel. I haven't opened your gift, I'm behaving... and Ice hid it from me until Christmas... but I know that I'm gonna love it. Because you got it for me. I miss you, honey, and I cant wait to be stateside and have you in my arms again. ~ Love, your Ronnie"

thank you for celebrating this milestone with me, star! i hope you like it! i love ya!

you can find all of the moodboard for this celebration here! -> unwrap us!!

[desert-fern]

Hey Fern! I know I already sent in a request (I love it so much) but I’d love a soft Flyboys mood board! Just the ‘86 boys being boys if you’re up for it

- aviatorobsessed 💚

“Is this your idea of fun, Mav?” - Goose, all day everyday

So, it turned into a tribute to all the soft bits of the original TG film, but I am not mad at all. Thank you for your request and thank you for celebrating with me @aviatorobsessed!

[aestheticsuwu]

I like You , And You , And Both Of You Like Me ?

High school Au

Nick ‘Goose’ Bradshaw x Carole Bradshaw x Ron ‘Slider’ Kerner

Kernshaw ??? OT3 (what is their ship name!?!) 🔼

And Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell

(Slider hates Maverick but affectionately )

@bearsinpotatosacks @pollyna (it’s me @littleroosteruwu , this is my main account where I post all my moodboards. )

WARNING : Bad Writing !

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High/3

“Ice . . . C-can one be in love with two people at the same time? “

The question was wrecking his brain for a good while now . Ron has had an epiphany , but it just left him more confused than ever. He thought now was the best time to share his frustration of the situation with his friend, that he trusted who was in some degree more mature and serious than Ron.

Slider didn’t think playing with his lunch would solve his problem but for the first time he wasn’t hungry . If his ma could see him now, he would get an earful.

When Ron realized that Tom hadn’t uttered a single word , he glanced at the blonde and realized he was being to preoccupied to acknowledge his despair .

“Ice? TOM!” Ron had to kick Tom shin to get his attention since busting his eardrum didn’t work. Only then he managed to get his attention even if it came with a glare. That didn’t even scare him .

“What?” Ice hissed , rubbing his shin .

“Can you stop eye-fucking the pipsqueak for 5 seconds to help a brother out.”

“Eye fucking ? He wishes .” Tom scoffs but goes back to the stupid staring contest with a shark-like grin and in response Mitchell, who tilted his head coyly and batting his dumb eyelashes. Ron didn’t know how Ice repress the urge to not vomit .

It might be affecting him differently , Ice might be lying about how much hate he has towards the short stack .

“When I asked for a friend , I didn’t ask to be put through this torture .” Slider complain, looking up at the ceiling to speak to God, Slider shook his head goes back to eating his lunch making accidental eye contact with Carole who was grinning , and her boyfriend ,Nick ,who gave him a cheeky small wave then went back to talking to Mitchell. Even if Pete was not paying attention.

Slider doesn’t blush nor fumbles dropping his spork . He’s just a clutz at times and the heat on his face is the cause of the weather and not being caught talking to himself like a lunatic by a pretty girl and dorky-cute guy.

He glue his eye strictly to his tray until lunch was over. Doesn’t even try to take Toms attention away from Pete . Rons mind swirls back to his question , Can someone be in love with two people?

The bell rang , the sudden sound makes him jump , He and Ice pack up their stuff and throw away their trash . Ice is ahead few feet ahead, As he struggles with his zipper to close his bag ,only managing to get it more stuck and getting his skin pinched , he runs into Ice back who suddenly is stopped by Maverick (Ron wonders if one day his eyes might get stuck with how hard he rolls his eyes by the presence of Mitchell but now is not the time to fuzz about him because Nick and Carole were on Mavericks left and right side.

He just gagged, He sounded like a girl right now.

Showing off their pretty smiles , Slider could smell Carole’s glossy strawberry scented lips and Nick watermelon chapstick from here.Don’t ask how he knows , The pair told him after being caught staring at a particular area ; Their lips .

And that one time in the boy locker room , Goose chapstick fell without him noticing . Slider kept it , not like a pervert way , but just out of curiosity . He also has Carole’s floral scarf that she told him to hold on to and never asked for it back.

Again not in a perverted way . He swears on his ma . He carries the chapstick in his pocket and scarf wrapped around his wrist . Just in case they ever need it . And not because he feels closer to them .

“We are having a party for Maverick’s birthday and we want to extend the invitation personally .” Goose voice cracked halfway , what can you do it’s puberty , but spoke with the same glee from the beginning .

“I’d imagine you wouldn’t want us to go anywhere near your party .” If Ice was not a master of blank expression , he’d have confusion written all over his face. Slider is guessing since he is confused as well. They were far from enemies . They actually got along well with Nick and Carole , Ice had soft spot for Carole , at one point Slider thought he had feelings for the girl, it didn’t sit well with him. Because she was in a relationship already !

The problem is and always will be Pete Mitchell . He makes his friend act all …. Not like himself to put it the least .

“I don’t” Maverick mumbles like the little shit he is . Carole elbows Maverick not so discretely, Slider grins at her direction “Ow!” Maverick yelps dramatically .

“I would love for you and Slider to be at Goose house ,that he graciously offered to host with the graciousness of his heart ,and Carole ,beautiful ,Carole who planned the whole thing to be the best party . “ Maverick read the written speech off of his palm . Carole whispers into Mav’s ear ‘You were suppose to memorize it’.

Goose looked second away from face palming , “You want to RSVP right now. Just to get it out of the way.”

“We are going to be late for class “ Ice makes a move to leave but Nick kept talking making him pause. Like those salesman that is trying to convince you to buy a car, except Goose isn’t fat or ugly —- He meant he’s not a salesman !

“Let’s make this quick then , will we expecting you the grand extravaganza celebration of the day that the one and only Pete Mitchell was born .” Goose did wild motions in enthusiasm with his skinny arms .

“Yeah ….No .” Ice said dryly , looking to the side like the idea of going to the party seemed a bore . Slider actually thought he was going to say yes , since the guy can’t go a minute without being near Maverick .

Mavericks shoulders drop and his grin tugged down into a frown looking like a spoiled little girl that just heard no to her demanding wishes. For a second, Tom looks like he regretted saying no when he casted his eyes back at the group. Maverick is quick to hide his expression and scoff bitterly“Good , I won’t have to be worried about your presence ruining my day.”

Carole shared a panic look with Goose . Maverick and Ice had a mini stare off and then went their separate ways when the second bell rang. He made a move to follow his now annoyed friend when a hand pulled at the strap of his backpack .

Turning around Goose pulls him closer by the front of his shirt , surprising him how easily he let himself be moved. Slider palms began to sweat , He discreetly wiped his hands dry.

Slider wasn’t usually like this . He is a confident suave dude that can charm his way with any girl but suddenly he is anywhere near these two and he becomes a stuttering mess , chokes on his tongue and stutter his words .

“Those two idiots .” Carole words were full of warmth and no trace of malice , shaking her head her blonde curls move gracefully .

“If we have any luck , those two will get it on in the party. Fingers crossed for somewhere with a locked door.” Goose jokes making himself laugh.

Carole crosses her fingers on both hands.

“If they don’t , we just dangle a piece of yarn and Maverick will follow and lock his ass in said room.”

“Hey ! What about Iceman.” Goose smacked Slider shoulder, Goose will not let his friend be talked that way.

“That Tomcat will follow the little rat .” Slider rolled his eyes and laughs, Ice and Mavericks game of Cat and Mouse was getting pretty old , if it takes three to get those two to finally realize they feel anything but hate , then so be it.

Carole snorts and Goose is doing a terrible job trying to hide his laughter.

Slider might sound dumb ass fuck but he felt like he was handed a trophy for making them laugh.

“How about we ditch class .” Carole blue eyes gleam with mischief . Her and Maverick were a pair of rebelliousness.

“We already did missed half of the class already .” Goose added trying to help Carole to coax him into agreeing . Which was a surprise since Nick usually was rule follower between the three.

“What do you say , Ronnie . You want to treat us to ice-cream .” Carole and Goose lean against each other and smile broadly . Kind of like what Maverick was doing, the tilt and batting lashes , only difference , it made him swoon and have butterflies like a girl.

“Yes!” Ron cringes internally at how fast and loud he responded. How much is he going to embarras himself today .Carole and Goose looked pretty happy with his reaction or maybe that’s his brain playing tricks on him .

“I want 3 scoops big guy .” Nick raises 3 fingers and wraps his arm around Sliders bulging bicep, Carole does the same to his left side, “Me too and sprinkles .”

Both arms adorned with Carole and Goose , Slider felt like he just won the lottery. He was smiling ear to ear like a lunatic but it’s not everyday he is graced to have Carole and Goose latched on to him.

Is it a date? No it couldn’t be. Or could it ? No way , Goose and Carole had eyes only for each other . Then why is Goose free hand on his chest and Carole is now holding his wrist , her small fingers almost touching his ?. Man, he just reading into things, he’s confused with his mix feelings because he can’t really be crushing on the couple .

Can he really be in love with both of them at the same time ?

He really has to go back on that question with Tom or he might be in deep trouble . But for now , he is buying his babygirl’s ice-cream , 3 scoops with sprinkles to be precise.

[sarahsmi13s]

||⭐ moodboards under the tree ⭐||

hello my little cassettes!

here you can find the moodboards from my 500 follower celebration!

enjoy!! and thank you all for celebrating with me!

⭐ || cold hands, warm heart || - tim bradford

⭐ || gingerbread home || - bob floyd

⭐ || office cheer || - charlie young

⭐ || take you home in the snow || - tom kazansky

⭐ || dreams do come true || - bradley bradshaw

⭐ || take the chill out || - ron kerner

⭐ || sliding home for christmas || - ron kerner

⭐ || a hallmark homecoming || - bob floyd

⭐ || kittens and comfort || - bob floyd

⭐ || big and bright || - eddie diaz

⭐ || pjs all the way || - natasha trace

⭐ || a christmas treat || - tom kazansky

⭐ || peppermint ice-cicle || - tom kazansky

⭐ || heat of the holidays || - jake seresin

⭐ || rockin around the christmas tree || - tom kazansky

⭐ || plot twist || - natasha trace

⭐ || a mother's wish || - natasha trace

⭐ || christmas competition || - jake seresin

⭐ || baker on board || - bob floyd

⭐ || new traditions || - rhett abbott

⭐ || lattes shouldn't be minty || - charlie young

⭐ || snowball fights for (snow) angels || - pete mitchell

⭐ || everything's a game || - walt finnegan

⭐ || away for christmas || - ron kerner

⭐ || oh, deer! || - bob floyd

⭐ || a seresin christmas || - jake and sarah

⭐ || a royal winter waltz || - rhett abbott

⭐ || old recipes || - roo and rosie (bonus)

⭐ || cold blooded winter || - astarion ancunin (bonus)

⭐ || new year in new orleans || - oma-star (bonus)