#Sister Pete

[laddercat]

doodles cause i'm crazy

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

do you see my Vision

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[warnersister]

Make a mockery of Me.

Robert (Bob) Floyd x Reader

In which Bob introduces his girl to the rest of the dagger squad, but needs to remind you just who you’re talking to with that tone.

Warnings: just pure filthy smut

“Baby on board has a girl? How’s he pull you gorgeous?” Hangman asked, surprised: boisterously laughing as Bob introduced you to his work friends seeing as you had both ended up in Miramar due to work. “What do you mean?” You ask, leaning into your boyfriend’s side as you got acquainted with the other aviators and some familiar faces. “Well Bob is.. Bob’s Bob! But you.. you are a total babe!” Jake said matter of factly, taking a swig out of his beer; toasting to Bob “gotta hand it to you, you must have some game Bob” you crease your brows and look between your Robert and the others who seemed just as shocked as Hangman that you were a living and breathing thing.

“What hangman’s tryna say honey,” Rooster begins, dropping his sunglasses to the end of his nose in order to get a better look at you “is ol’ shy Robert Floyd here couldn’t pull a feather with a rope tied to it. Just a bit shocked you’re real, tha’s all darlin” he says with a shrug and you fairly pout, looking up to Robert with an almost shocked expression. “Bobby have you gone all shy?” You ask in a slight baby voice and the man tightens his grip on you, jaw clenching as you absentmindedly join in on the mockery with his coworkers. “Bobby here’s the most outgoing one back home, ain’t ya babe?” You ask, elbowing him. “Bob? Nah!” Coyote says and you nod “got a video of him doing body shots on the bar-” “Mkay that’s enough babe.” Bob says shortly, starting to pull you away from the hustle and bustle of the surrounding aviators and beginning to weave you through the bustling crowd of growing Hard Deck customers and straight into the large bathroom, locking the door as soon as he’d managed to shove you in.

“Bobby what-” “who the fuck do you think you’re talkin’ too little lady?” He asks, trapping you against the door as you quieten. “Bob I was just-” “just making a mockery of me in front of my friends, thought it was funny, oh Bobby’s gone all shy.. hmm?” He asks, using one hand to grab your jaw so you couldn’t look away. “Funny.. you didn’t think it was so hilarious when I was fuckin’ you stupid that night?” He eyes your face as you begin to notice the expression of lust developing in his eyes; there he was - there’s your bobby.

“Just had to go be a damn best didn’t ya?” He asked and shook his head, “guess you need reminding. Just because I call you princess, don’t mean you gotta act like one.” He says, fumbling with the perfected belt adorning his summer whites. “Why don’t you be a good girl and put that bratty mouth to good use huh? Go’on now, get on your knees angel.” He says as he releases your jaw and you slowly drop to the ground, careful to not let your dress get caught under your knees so it didn’t rip, taking his best dressed in your hands to skilfully unclasp the confinements and revealing what was being so painfully constrained.

You draw out a few testing swipes before taking him into your mouth, but this time he didn’t give you time to explore him, he just rutted at an ungodly pace into your mouth, allowing himself to use your throat as some kind of scape goat and fucking your brains out as intended. “See how you make fun of me when you can’t fuckin’ speak, huh angel?” He asked rhetorically, taking a few more fast paced thrusts before cumming into your throat and forcing you to swallow around him.

He took himself out of your mouth, a small string of saliva connecting him to your plump lips, eyes dilated. “‘M sorry Bobby.” You slur. “Ain’t good enough girl, ‘nd it’s sir to you girl” he tells you, picking you up off the ground only to push you against the door again your legs instinctively knowing to wrap around his toned torso. A hand wandered under your dress, only to discover what was.. or rather, what wasn’t there. “No underwear? Fuck you’re just tryna get fucked ain’t ya? Stupid slut.” He mumbled, positioning himself only to force himself straight back into you at an unwavering pace, your hand shooting over your mouth to prevent the agonising yet blissful screams that retaliated his motives. “Don’t wanna let them hear? Don’t wanna let them hear how shy ol’ Bobby fucks ya senseless like some cheep slut?” You shake your head “should think before you speak then, yeah girl?” He asks, but doesn’t offer an opportunity to reply as his pace increases “Bobby-” “Hm?” “-sir please” you whine between your fingers. “What was that? You’re mumblin babe” he taunts and you bring your hand away. “Sir please. Need to cum,” you beg and screw your eyes shut. “Hm, think you deserve it?” He asks and you nod reiteratively “so fuckin’ desperate.” He says “alright darlin’ seeing as you asked so nicely” he allows and you cum around him, him following suit a few moments following, time stopping as all movement was halted, the only sound a few rasped and desperate breaths.

“You alright angel?” He asked, bringing you down onto shaky legs as you nod and he holds you to get your balance momentarily. You move to try get some toilet paper to clean yourself but he grabs you “nuh’uh that’s gonna stay right where I left it.” He says, pulling you against him again “go wait at the truck” he unlatches the door “but Bobby, your friends” “go wait at the truck angel. I’ll be out in a minute” he instructs, pushing you out the door and you notice no one had taken note of your disappearance, only a bustling crowd of packed-in aviators.

You managed to walk out and stand by the red truck parked out front, leaning against the door for some sense of stability. Robert had headed over to Penny to pay his tab and bid farewell. “Did Baby on board just get laid?” Hangman shouts over the music but Bob just swallows and blushes slightly, b-lining for the door to see you struggling against the side of his old pick up. He smirks, unlocking the car and opening the door for you, picking you up to rest you down again in the car, staying silent only to walk around and get into the drivers side. He sits in his seat, reaching over to pull you into his lap so your back was against his door and sat between his legs. “Breaking a traffic law? Who knew Robert Floyd was such a daredevil!” You fawn with a gasp and he smiles down at you, stroking the back of your head as he offers you a deep kiss.

He starts the car and pulls out, ready to head back to the small house you’d both been put on for this station. “You really that shy?”

“Watch your mouth”

[emmedoesntdomath]

mav, grinning at sarah: hey, pretty baby

ice, indignant: hey!

mav, eyes wide: oh, sorry

*turning to ice, grinning the exact same way*

mav, winking at ice: hey, handsome

ice, cheeks going red:

[icemavslastbraincell]

IceMav Wip Wednesday

Did anyone ask for a Fake Dating trope with IceMav attending Sarah's wedding 👀

[fruity-phrog]

How the nerds met, pus some Fleming Sister stuff because now that I've thought of it I will literally never stop

[sebastianstangirl01]

Woah Baby

Title: Woah Baby

Pairing: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Bradshaw Reader

Warnings: language, descriptions of sex, protective Rooster and Maverick

Summary: After finding out she is pregnant Y/N has to find a way to break the news to her big brother Bradley and her god father Pete, who didn’t know about the secret relationship between Y/N and one of the pilots Hangman.

Authors Note: Carole was pregnant with Y/N when Goose died, Maverick immediately stepped in as the god father and treated her as his own while still making sure that the memory of her actual father lived on.

Secret relationships seem like a good idea in the beginning. The adrenaline spike that sneaking around gives, like your doing something that’s forbidden. But in the end are they ever worth it?

“Fuck.” Y/N mumbled from her spot on the bathroom floor leaning against the bathtub.

Morning sickness had been torturing Y/N for about a week, at first she just put it off as food poisoning. She was on birth control and she and Jake were always safe.

But when she missed her period and her boobs became tender to the touch along with the morning sickness, she just knew something wasn’t right.

“You good in there Honey?” Jake asked from outside the bathroom door, when Y/N woke up wrapped in Jake’s arms this morning she immediately had to jump from bed and run into the bathroom leaving a confused Hangman still laying in bed before getting up and following after her.

Y/N groaned and leaned her head back against the bathtub taking a few deep breaths to get herself together.

“You can some in.” Y/N said closing her eyes, she heard the door creak open and felt as Jake sat down next to her immediately pulling her into his warm naked chest.

“You ok?” Jake asked kissing her forehead

“I think I might be pregnant.” Y/N mumbled and Jake froze wide eyed pulling away slightly so he could look into her glossy eyes

“I thought you were on the pill and we always use a condom.” Jake said confused with his brows furrowed

“I am. I don’t know how this could have happened. Oh god, what about Brad and Pops? Their going to kill me, well they’ll kill you first and then kill me.” Y/N said making Jake chuckle and shake his head

“Before we worry about us dying, we need to get you a test. I can go right now and get some from the pharmacy, you take a shower and rinse off then get back into bed and try to get a little more rest.” Jake said standing up and reaching down to pull Y/N up beside him. “No matter what you’ve always got me, I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you.” Y/N said leaning against his chest

“I love you too. Now strip.” Jake smirked smacking Y/N’s butt making her squeal

“Stripping is what got us into this situation, now go.” Y/N said pushing Jake towards the bathroom door

“I’m going I’m going. Be back soon, don’t miss me too much.” Jake smirked and Y/N playfully rolled her eyes before shutting the door in his face

Y/N sighed and did as she was told, getting in the shower and washing off the sweat that built up on her body from her violent throwing up episode. Once she got out Y/N changed into a pair of panties and one of Jakes white t shirts then walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water before making her way back into the bedroom and climbing into bed.

By the time Jake got back from the pharmacy Y/N was out of it laying with his pillow wrapped in her arms as she buried her face into it. Jake smiled and took his phone out snapping a picture that would definitely be his new Lock Screen, well if he’s still alive after Maverick and Rooster find out about their predicament.

Jake laid the 4 tests he bought down on the nightstand and sat on the bed beside Y/N reaching up to push a few pieces of hair out of her face before placing a few light kisses to her cheek, then forehead, then each of her eye lids making Y/N smile as she started to stir.

“There she is.” Jake smiled as Y/N turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I bought 4, figured it would be better to be safe than sorry.”

“Thanks, I guess I’ll go take them now.” Y/N sighed sitting up playing with her hands nervously making Jake sigh and grab her hands

“We’re going to be ok. If you’re pregnant then I’m going to love you and this baby more than anything in the entire world, yes Maverick and Rooster will probably be mad but in the end they will get over it and love the baby almost as much as us. If you’re not pregnant then that’s alright too, when you’re ready we can tell them about us and we can let our relationship grow and hopefully have kids someday.” Jake said and Y/N smiled slightly before nodding

“You’re right.” Y/N said and Jake smirked making Y/N roll her eyes. “I’ll be back.”

Jake watched as Y/N got out of bed and grabbed the tests off the nightstand before making her way to the bathroom, she glanced over her shoulder at Jake who blew her a kiss making her smile before closing the door behind her.

“I’m so screwed.” Jake sighed flopping back onto the bed, he obviously doesn’t regret being with Y/N she is the love of his life. But with the relationship he and Rooster have he knew that the news of him getting his baby sister knocked up would make him feral. And Maverick is practically Y/N’s father, since she never got to meet her real father Goose Maverick is the closest she’s ever had to a father.

He wasn’t sure how the two would react to the news, he didn’t want to jeopardize his and Y/N’s relationship.

Y/N read the instructions carefully before peeing on each of the sticks and then cleaning herself up. She placed each of the sticks face down on the counter and washed her hands before setting a timer for 5 minutes and walking back into the bedroom where Jake was still laying.

Y/N chuckled and climbed on top of him laying her head down on his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist, Jake chuckled and wrapped his arms around her body squeezing her tightly to his body.

“It should be done in 5 minutes.” Y/N mumbled and Jake nodded

“You nervous?” Jake asked rubbing up and down her back

“About being pregnant in general not as much as I thought I would be, but for what Brad and Pop are going to think absolutely.” Y/N sighed

“I’m a little nervous too but I love you and although I’ll probably get my ass kicked, I’m actually a little excited about maybe being a dad.” Jake said making Y/N prop her face up with her hands

“Really?” Y/N asked in slight surprise, Jake doesn’t exactly seem like the type of guy to want to settle down and have a family

“Yeah, I mean I didn’t have the best home life growing up. Didn’t have a father worth much of anything and I don’t want my kids to have the same experience that I did. I want to be a good dad.” Jake said with a shy smile making Y/N’s eyes widen, she has never known of Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin to be shy.

“I think you’d make a great dad, even if you are a cocky son of a bitch.” Y/N said and Jake gasped in mock hurt before attacking her sides in tickles making Y/N scream and roll of off him as she laughed

“I’ll show you a cocky son of a bitch.” Jake smirked sitting on top of Y/N’s legs as he tickled her making the girl scream and laugh

Their moment was interrupted by the sound of Y/N’s timer going off in the bathroom, immediately causing both of them to freeze in their spots.

“Here goes nothing. You ready?” Jake asked climbing off of her and sitting beside her

“As I’ll ever be.” Y/N sighed before sitting up Jake rubbed her back before standing up and offering a hand to Y/N that she accepted letting him pull her up

Y/N walked into the bathroom with Jake behind her and stopped at the counter looking down at the tests.

“You flip 2 and I’ll flip 2.” Jake said and Y/N nodded taking a deep breath

“Ok. One, two, three.” Y/N counted down as she and Jake both grabbed the tests and flipped them over, Y/N could feel her eyes water and she let out a shaky breath

Pregnant

“Oh my god.” Y/N mumbled before looking towards Jake to gouge his reaction but he was standing with his head facing the ceiling. “Jake?”

“Oh I’m so dead.” Jake said making Y/N chuckle as she wrapped her arms around his waist making Jake immediately wrap his arms around her kissing her forehead. “But believe it or not, I’m actually excited.”

“What excited to die?” Y/N asked with a smirk making Jake playfully roll his eyes before reaching around to grab the backs of her thighs and picking her up and sitting her on the counter standing between her legs

“No silly. To be a dad, to have a family with you. To watch you grow with my baby.” Jake said with a smile on his face making Y/N smile too

“I’m excited too. Nervous as hell, but I’m excited to be a mom. And no matter what Pop or Brad say, I know they will be happy to be a honorary grandfather and favorite uncle.” Y/N said

“Speaking of, how are we going to tell them?” Jake asked making Y/N sigh and rest her head on his chest

“I could ask them to meet at the bar and get a table, if we’re in public then they are maybe less likely to kill you immediately. Plus Penny won’t tolerate any fighting and since Pop is smitten by her he’ll do whatever she says. But Brad is still a wild card, he wouldn’t be happy finding out we are dating much less that you fucked his baby sister and got her pregnant.” Y/N chuckled as Jake smirked

“Tonight?” Jake asked and Y/N sighed but nodded

“No time like the present.” Y/N said

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Y/N decided that it might be best for her to talk to Maverick and Rooster privately before bringing Jake into the conversation, so now Y/N was sitting at a booth snacking on mozzarella sticks and drinking a cherry coke. Penny thought it was weird that Y/N didn’t order a beer like normal but decided to just let it go.

Y/N was just about to take another bite of her food when Maverick walked up to the table with a small smile resting on his face.

“Hey kiddo.” Maverick said and Y/N smiled sliding out of the booth

“Hey Pop, thanks for coming.” Y/N said as he pulled her into a warm hug

“Of course, Bradley around here get?” Maverick asked keeping his arm around Y/N’s shoulders

“Not yet, here sit.” Y/N said gesturing to the booth as they slid in across from each other. “Mozzarella stick?”

“I’m good thanks.” Maverick chuckled as he studied her face. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, yeah everything’s fine.” Y/N nervously chuckled before taking a bite of another mozzarella stick

“You sure?” Maverick asked not believing her lie Y/N was about to make up another excuse before she caught sight of Rooster walking towards them with his aviators on wearing one of their fathers Hawaiian themed shirts

“Would you look at that, here’s Bradley. Come take a seat big brother.” Y/N said gesturing to the seat beside of Maverick ignoring the suspicious looks that she was getting from 2 of the most important men in her life.

“Hey sis, everything alright?” Rooster asked sliding into the booth beside Maverick

“I actually have a few things I wanted to talk to you both about. Some very important things.” Y/N said nervously, subtly glancing over to where Jake was playing pool with Coyote and Bob. He caught her gaze and gave her a wink and supportive smile before turning back to the game

“You can tell us anything. What’s going on?” Maverick asked while Rooster just sat there quietly studying his sisters face and expressions, he knew there was something off he knew Y/N like the back of his hand

“I have a boyfriend. I have for a few months now actually, I was too scared to tell you because of who he is. I didn’t want either of you to be mad at me.” Y/N said making Maverick and Rooster exchange a look

“Boyfriend?” Rooster asked and Y/N nodded, “for how long?”

“8 months.” Y/N said causing the mens eyes to widen

“8 months?!” They both exclaimed making Y/N wince

“I’m sorry.” Y/N apologized when she saw the hurt look on both their faces, since their mom died Maverick has been the only family Y/N and Rooster have and Y/N and Rooster have always been the only family he’s had. They were all always very close so keeping a secret as big as this one was not easy.

“Who is it? Who do I have to kill?” Rooster asked making Y/N roll her eyes

“First of all your not killing him, second of all threatening to kill him isn’t making me want to tell you who he is.” Y/N said crossing her arms

“Ok ok, no one is killing anyone. Yet. Just tell us who he is sweetie.” Maverick said and Y/N took a deep breath

“Jake.” Y/N said making Roosters eyes widen

“Jake as in Hangman?!” Rooster asked and Y/N nodded making his face turn red. “No way! Not happening! He’s not a good guy Y/N, all he cares about is getting laid! He only wants to get in your pants!”

“That’s not true! Look I know that you don’t exactly like Jake, but he treats me good he loves me Brad. And I love him.” Y/N said giving both men a pleading look not to be mad

“I can’t say that I’m exactly happy about this, but if he treats you good and your happy. I guess that’s all that matters.” Maverick said and Y/N gave him a thankful smile before turning to Rooster who had his arms crossed pouting like a child. “Bradley.”

“Fine. If your happy then great. But if he hurts you so help me god I will make him wish he was dead.” Rooster said with a deadly serious face

“Ok, well there’s actually more.” Y/N said making both men look at her expectantly. “I’m pregnant. Surprise.”

Maverick and Rooster sat frozen in front of Y/N with blank looks across their face making Y/N look at them worried.

“Brad? Pop?” Y/N hesitantly asked

“He’s dead.” They said as they jumped out of the booth and quickly made their way towards Jake, who immediately started running out the door when he saw the looks on their face.

“Your so dead Hangman!” Rooster yelled as he chased him out the door

“So dead!” Maverick yelled chasing after them

“Children.” Y/N sighed before shrugging and going back to her mozzarella sticks, looking out the window and watching as Rooster and Maverick chased Jake down the beach.

[justabigassnerd]

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Pairing - Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell x sister!reader

Word count - 3,330

Warnings - inaccurate court scenes, angst, mentions of death, abandonment, fluff

Summary - Maverick ends up fighting his mother for custody of his baby sister after her sudden reappearance

A/N - wow it's been a hot minute hasn't it?? I'm so sorry for the delay I'm fighting for my life out here but I'm almost done with my dissertation which is super exciting! this was an anon request so I hope I did the idea justice and I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to it. as per y'all, please send in requests, feedback and enjoy!!!

When Pete Mitchell turned eighteen, his mum gave birth to a little girl who very quickly became his favourite person in the world. Not even half a year had passed before his dad died, leaving the family in ruins.

Not long after Pete sent in his application to the naval academy along with his best friend, his mum took off, leaving his little sister in his care. He was petrified at having to look after a child but because it was you, he took it in his stride. He got official custody of you and raised you with love and affection and Goose was more than happy to help his best friend along the way.

When you turned four, Maverick and Goose were given spots at Top Gun, and so both men packed up their belongings and moved to San Diego. You were left in the care of Carole who graciously took charge of both you and her son while Maverick and Goose were training at Top Gun.

When it reached the last leg of training at Top Gun, families were permitted to fly out to see their loved ones, so Carole packed a bag with her stuff, yours, and Bradley’s and flew on the first plane out to San Diego to see Maverick and Goose. When you disembarked the plane, you spotted your big brother and immediately barrelled towards him, giggling when he scooped you up in his arms and pressed a kiss on your temple.

“Was the flight okay, kiddo?” Maverick asks with a grin as you cuddle close to your brother, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face in his shoulder.

“Yeah.” You reply, nodding against his shirt as you speak. It was clear that you were tired from the journey so Maverick exchanged one look with Goose, and both men instantly knew that tomorrow could be the day they go to the beach.

“Alright, y/n/n. Let’s grab something to eat and then we’ll get you settled at my place. I think that sounds like a plan. Do you?” He asks, receiving a nod in response to his question. The group of five make their way to a small diner and get something to eat. Maverick and Goose fill Carole in on what training at Top Gun had been like while you and Bradley were happy to entertain yourself by colouring on the colouring page the waitresses gave you. When you finished your food and Maverick and Goose had split the bill, you all left the diner with you holding your brother’s hand and giggling as he twirled you effortlessly. When Maverick looked up from where you were walking alongside him to check where he was going, he locked eyes with someone he didn’t think he’d ever see again.

“Hey y/n/n, why don’t you hang out with Goose for a minute. I have something I need to do really quick.” Maverick asks, glancing from you to Goose who instantly picked up on his best friend’s tense frame and nervous expression and crouched down to be at your height.

“I think I saw an ice cream place nearby when I was walking around the other day. I think we should get some ice cream, don’t you?” Goose says with a smile. The idea of ice cream has you instantly leaping into Goose’s arms as he scoops you up and sits you on his hip.

“Ice cream!” You cheer, clapping your hands happily.

“I want ice cream too, dad!” Bradley clamours, tugging on his dad’s Hawaiian shirt.

“We’ll get you some ice cream too my sweet boy. Just remember to say please, okay?” Carole says, stroking her son’s hair away from his face before taking his hand in hers to begin the walk to the ice cream shop.

“Bye, Pete!” You wave over Goose’s shoulder to Maverick who waves back, making sure to blow you a quick kiss as well. The moment you were out of his line of sight he turned to face Shannon Mitchell, the woman who abandoned her children.

“Pete, it’s so good to see you.” His mother gushes, instantly reaching out to cup his face but faltering when Maverick takes a step back, keeping the distance between them.

“What do you want?” He questions, grateful his aviators are hiding the daggers he is shooting towards the woman standing in front of him.

“A mother can’t come and see her own kids? Especially when her son got into Top Gun. That’s a big deal, Pete we should be celebrating as a family!” She tries, this time reaching for Maverick’s hand, and he snatches his hand away from her like she’d burn him if she made contact with him before folding his arms across his chest.

“I’ve already celebrated with my family, thanks.” Maverick says, thinking back to the dinner Carole had made to celebrate the pilot and RIO duo gaining a spot in Top Gun and how the five of you had sat around the dinner table eating the delicious meal.

“They’re not a proper family. I’m talking about me, you, and little y/n. Where’d that man take her to? I want to see my little girl.” Shannon argues, making Maverick grit his teeth at her words.

“Goose and Carole have been more than a family to me and y/n than you ever have. So leave us alone.” Maverick spits angrily before turning on his heels and leaving Shannon stunned and silent. As he walked away, Maverick assumed that was the last he’d see of her and that his warning was enough of a deterrent.

However, not even a week later, Maverick opened the door to his quarters as you sat colouring in your colouring book to see a man in a sharp suit on the other side of his door.

“Pete Mitchell? You’ve been served. Your mother wants to regain custody over your sister, y/n Mitchell.” The man said, holding out an envelope towards Maverick who takes it hesitantly, holding the envelope loosely in his hand as the man explains a few more things before bidding Maverick goodbye. Maverick closes the front door and rips the envelope open, eyes skimming the piece of paper in hand before he lets out a sigh.

“Pete?” Your small voice shakes Maverick out of his thoughts as he moves the paper from his eye line to see you standing in front of him with a worried expression as you clutched your soft toy in your hand. Maverick quickly folded the paper up and put it on the counter behind him so you wouldn’t see it.

“What’s that?” You question innocently, pointing at where Maverick had just put the piece of paper.

“It’s just grown-up stuff, squirt. Really boring if you ask me.” Maverick replies as he crouches down to be at your height, plastering a fake smile on his face for your sake. Instead of responding vocally, you wrap your arms around Maverick’s neck and nuzzle close to him as he reciprocates the hug, straightening up to stand at his full height before he carried you back to the sofa so you could have the cuddles you clearly wanted from your big brother.

When it came time for the court date, Maverick had recruited Goose and Carole to help him maintain custody. His lawyer had told him that he was probably in for a tough case because even though Shannon had left you in Maverick’s care, she was still your birth mother and while Maverick technically had custody, Shannon could make a strong sympathy case.

Maverick’s knee was bouncing anxiously as everyone filed into the courtroom for the trial. You were sat with Carole and Goose who reassured you that you’d be able to see Maverick again soon, you just needed to get through the boring stuff first. When the judge began the proceedings, Maverick could only hope and pray that the judge and the jury would see that you were better with him. Goose and Carole took the stand one at a time, both of them saying that Maverick was the best guardian for you. They explained that while they had been a support system for Maverick, he had been doing a great job raising you on his own and you were happy and loved.

Shannon took to the stand and tore Maverick’s whole case apart in mere seconds.

“He travels all the time for work. He could be killed and then there’d be no one to look after my sweet girl.” Shannon says, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue as she speaks. At her words, the jury exchange a look and Maverick feels his chances of keeping you slipping away. After listening to all the testimonies and reviewing the evidence, the judge calls a recess so they, along with the jury can come up with a verdict. Maverick looked over his shoulder to see you sat on Goose’s lap, waving at your brother once you made eye contact with him. Maverick waved back at you with a soft smile, hoping that when the judge walked back in, he’d get the verdict he wanted.

When the judge and jury return, Maverick watches them carefully. He watches as they take their seats, and the judge clears his throat before surveying the gathered people.

“After carefully reviewing the details of this case we have come to a conclusion. We have determined that y/n Mitchell would be much better suited to live with her mother Shannon Mitchell. Bailiff, if you could please bring y/n forward.” The judge says, and Maverick feels his world fall apart around him. He looked over his shoulder and locked eyes with Goose who was wearing a horrified expression as the bailiff took you away from him. Carole’s eyes had filled to the brim with tears as she watched you get handed over to your mother, who grabbed you by the wrist and gently guided you to follow her as the judge dismissed everyone after stating that Shannon would be permitted to pick up your stuff from Maverick’s the next day.

“I wanna go with Pete.” You whine, tugging against your mother's hold and glancing over at Maverick who could do nothing more than watch with teary eyes as you were dragged away from him as you cried and shouted for your big brother to come and save you from her. The second the doors closed behind you and Shannon, Goose and Carole came rushing over to Maverick, neither one daring to ask if he was okay.

“Hey Mav, let’s head back to ours. You can spend a few nights there.” Goose says softly, wrapping an arm around his best friend’s shoulders and escorting him out to Goose’s Bronco. When Goose got in the driver’s seat, Carole took over taking care of Maverick, sitting in the backseat with him, holding his hand gently and watching him carefully to see if he’d crumble. Maverick remained deadly silent the whole way back to Goose’s quarters, not responding to anything Goose or Carole said to him. When the three arrived at Goose’s quarters, Goose paid the babysitter as he entered the house while Carole guided Maverick into the living room, easing him down on the sofa and making sure he was comfortable.

“I’m going to get you some tea, okay, sweetie?” Carole says gently, before heading into the kitchen to make some tea for Maverick. As she leaves, Goose enters with Bradley hot on his heels.

“Uncle Mav!” Bradley shouts happily, scrambling to sit on Maverick’s lap, dodging Goose trying to stop him from doing so. Bradley settles himself on Maverick’s lap, curling into him as he looks up at his godfather with all the love and adoration in the world.

“Hey, kiddo.” Maverick forces himself to say, trying not to let his voice break.

“Where’s y/n?” Bradley enquires, looking from Maverick to Goose who exchange a nervous look with each other.

“Hey buddy, we’ll see y/n soon. She’s just gone away for a little bit.” Goose lies, kneeling down by the sofa to look Bradley in the eye. He felt awful for lying to his son about how long you’d be gone, but he didn’t want to break Bradley’s heart, not yet. Bradley’s face shifted as he thought about what he could do.

“Could I make her a card?” He asks, making Goose smile softly before he looked up at Maverick.

“I’m sure she’d love that, Bradley.” Maverick said, finding his voice and ruffling Bradley’s hair lightly. Maverick’s words had Bradley instantly scrambling off Maverick’s lap so he could dart off in search of paper and pens so he could make you a card. As Bradley left, Carole re-emerged from the kitchen with a tray with three mugs of hot tea. She places the tray down on the coffee table and hands a mug to Maverick who offers a weak smile in response before taking a sip of the warm drink. Carole and Goose move to sit alongside Maverick as Bradley came barrelling into the room with paper and pens in his arms before he dropped everything on the coffee table, being mindful of the mugs of tea. He asks Carole to fold the paper into a card, waiting patiently for her to do so before he begins to draw on the front cover, humming happily to himself as he doodles. When he’s finished drawing on the front of the card, he turns around to the adults.

“Daddy, can you help me write in the card?” Bradley asks, holding a pen out to Goose who nods lightly before easing himself to sit on the floor alongside Bradley.

“Alright buddy, what do we want to write?” Goose asks, guiding Bradley as he writes in the card, helping him spell certain words and helping him sign his name at the end.

Maverick makes it through the rest of the afternoon without breaking down. He struggled with keeping himself upbeat enough for Bradley’s sake, but he held it together somehow. However, once Bradley was in bed, Maverick broke down. Goose and Carole came downstairs to find Maverick sobbing with his head in his hands. The couple immediately trapped Maverick in a hug, both of them exchanging sad looks with each other as they comfort Maverick.

“I can’t believe I lost her.” Maverick manages to say through his sobs, lifting his head to reveal his bloodshot eyes as he glances at his best friend.

“Maybe if we talk to your mum, she’ll let you visit sometime.” Goose says softly as Carole rubs Maverick’s shoulder comfortingly. Maverick wanted to believe Goose’s words, but he knew that after the battle they had in court would lead his mother to not want Maverick within a hundred-mile radius of you. Goose and Carole continue to comfort Maverick until his tears slow. Carole then excuses herself to grab Maverick some water while Goose picks up the mugs and carries them into the kitchen behind his wife. Carole fills up a glass while Goose places the mugs in the dishwasher. When the two make their way back into the living room, they find Maverick curled up on the sofa, fast asleep. Exhaustion had clearly taken hold of him after the day he had. Carole placed the glass down on the coffee table while Goose grabbed a blanket and draped it carefully over Maverick. They then whispered a goodnight to him and made their way upstairs.

“I’m worried about him. This is going to mess with him even when he’s up in the air. He can’t fly while he’s like this.” Goose confesses to Carole as the couple climbs into their bed, wrapping his arms around his wife and tugging her close to his chest.

“I’m worried too. Maybe you could speak to your instructor? I know the trophy is important to you two, but I’d like my boys to make it home safe.” Carole agrees, making Goose’s heart soften for a moment. She’d known Maverick for as long as she knew him and for her to consider both of them ‘her boys’ showed how big her love was for not only him but his best friend as well.

“We need to be his support system. He needs us now more than ever.” Goose says as his hand finds its way into Carole’s hair, running through it absentmindedly.

“We will be. Let’s get some sleep. Mav will need us tomorrow.” Carole says as her eyes slip shut and Goose follows suit, sleep claiming the couple.

The next day, Maverick returns to his quarters, waiting anxiously with Goose and Carole for Shannon’s arrival after he showered and changed before they packed up your belongings. It took a mere twenty minutes for her to arrive after they started packing and they were soon loading your belongings into Shannon’s car.

“Is there any way I could visit sometime?” Maverick asks awkwardly, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets as he talks, glancing over at Shannon.

“I don’t think so. You stole my daughter from me and then you gave me hell in that courtroom.” Shannon fires back, making Maverick shrink from her glare and harsh words. Goose watched the exchange from afar, eyebrows furrowing at seeing Maverick shy away from someone.

“Well, then could you at least give her this card? It’s from Goose’s kid, Bradley. I thought y/n would appreciate a letter from her friend.” Maverick then says, extracting the card from his pocket and holding it out towards his mother who rolls her eyes but takes it anyway, barely promising to give it to you.

Maverick watched Shannon drive away with all your belongings in her car with teary eyes as Goose and Carole comforted him once more. He couldn’t believe that she had denied him any form of visitation. He had only lived one day without you since you were born, and it was already the worst day of his life, and he didn’t know how he could keep going without you.

However, a couple of days later, Maverick received a knock on the door to his quarters. He didn’t want to answer the door, Goose would’ve called through to him if it was him but when the knocking refused to cease, Maverick dragged himself off the sofa and tugged the door open.

“Pete!” You hugged your brothers’ legs as he stared at you in shock before looking up at the smartly dressed woman who offered him a kind smile.

“After what happened in the court, the judge and jury felt they made an incorrect choice in their verdict-”

“You’re telling me.” Maverick interjected, leaning down to scoop you up so he could hug you close.

“As I was saying. The judge and jury reconvened the next day to discuss overturning their verdict. They realised that their verdict was made in error and that while Shannon was y/n’s mother, the two had no relationship and she evidently felt much safer with you than she did with her mother.” The woman explains. Maverick was barely paying her any attention; he was too focused on the fact that you were back with him.

“Well, here’s her belongings. We’ll be in contact shortly to get you custody again.” The woman continues, handing Maverick a suitcase.

“Thank you.” Maverick says sincerely to the woman, nodding lightly before he dragged the suitcase inside and closed the door behind him. The second the door closed he hugged you tight, peppering kisses all over your face as you giggled, pushing his face away.

“Yucky kisses!” You giggle, wiping at your face as Maverick chuckles lightly.

“I’m just so happy you’re home.” Maverick says, carrying you over to the sofa and flopping onto it, keeping you lying on his chest so he can feel your weight so his brain knew you were home.

“Stay with you?” You ask, innocent eyes looking up at Maverick who nods confidently.

“You’re home kiddo. I’m not going to let anyone take you away from me again.”

[horseshoemybeloved]

I got high and drew this they are sister they are bunt sisters

[fandoms--fluff]

Hcs for being Natasha “Phoenix’s” sister from top gun?

Being Phoenix's Sister Headcannons

She's five years older than you but holds that over you from time to time

You met Bradley and Jake after her Top Gun class graduation

Bradley treats you as his own little sister

And Hangman annoys you to no end, to which you annoy him right back

You've also got a flying license, you're just not a naval aviator

Nat and Bradley taught you how to fly an F-14 in sligjt combat, that was a week after their top gun grad.

Under no circumstances does Phe let you use the stove or the oven. She barely let's you use the microwave without her watch when she's state side

^Which is fair, considering the amount of fires you've had to extinguish

You live off a bunch if vending machine food at the top gun base

And that's how you met your sister's CO, Pete Mitchell, for the special detachment her, Bradly and jackass (aka Jake) were called back for. He caught you kicking the vending machine since it stopped half way through, not dropping the bag of chips you paid for.

To which you guys had a pretty good conversation together, forgetting to mention you're not an actual aviator.

He didn't learn about who you are until after the suicide mission. He saw you and Nat huh each other tightly after everyone got back state side, on the beach. Everyone was relaxing on the beach after the huge excitement that had happened.

Nat introduced you to him as her little sister, and you chuckled as his mouth gaped in surprise.

Everyone watches as you throw one of the footballs they brought at Hangman after him insulting your sister.

^Bradley giving you a fistbump and Nat sighs while trying to hide her smile.

You, Nat and Halo have a big sleepover movie night, just the three of you girls. Halo taking a liking to you, seeing a lot of Nat in you.

You 'borrow' a bunch of Nat's navy sweaters and wear them around the base and the Hard Deck, seeing how many people will belive that you're in the Navy.

You and Penny become good friends at the bar

^you learn some (a lot of) dirt on Maverick from her

Bradley explains to you about his relationship with Maverick and you may or may not have smacked him upside the head about how he cut connection with the man

^to which he agreed he deserved

The whole dagger squad now treat you as their baby sister and you can't go anywhere without 'protection' aka one of them.

You love your big sister to death, when you were younger you wanted to be just like her. Strong, loyal, pretty and much more.

Amelia and you become good friends, you like a mentor to her and teaching her about different flight maneuvers with model planes, everything you learnt from Nat and Bradley...and maybe....maybe Jake.

[theparadoxmachine]

I think if you were to put all the OFMD characters on roller skates, Buttons is the only one who'd keep on their feet for any significant amount of time. I'm picturing him standing placidly on deck with a bird on his head as the waves just roll him back and forth. Everyone else would fall on their asses immediately

[biggestgirlfailure]

i am actually so normal about the hatchetfield siblings

[h3adph0nez]

HOW THE FUCK 😭

I made this stardust phone charm that I've had for some time and I just realized that the freaking letter H broke of?? How the actual hell did that break of???

'So Muc for stardust' 😭 'MUC' freaking 'muc'

[wangxianhub]

happy birthday @aheartfullofjolllly! 

[fruity-phrog]

As an extension of this post-

Bill was late, but Alice has now arrived and met the nerds!! They are amusing themselves autistically.

Basically, I headcanon that CCPR hosted a barbecue kinda thing, and the employees were encouraged to bring their family. Ted brought Pete because, as much as he tries to hide it, he does love that kid. Uncle Paul was babysitting Richie anyway, so he came along, and Charlotte has always had to look after Ruth so she took her with her. It was Alice's week in Hatchetfield, so she were there too - and thus the friend group was created.

(they are like twelve here)

[sprinklersart]

Kazansky siblings ft. Mav (+ some cringe thoughts on family dynamics under the cut)

Tom is Alicia Florrick eldest sister coded. He must be perfect he must not be a burden if he causes any issues at all it will rock the boat and he does not want yo rock the boat. If he excels he will stand out and be appreciated. He must be good. He cannot be perfect (gay) so he must be ya know? His parents have been on the precipice of divorce for a decade by the time he’s 17 (he’s been rooting for them to get it over and done with since he was 11). They don’t need any of his shit to deal with too. Sarah on the other hand is younger sister coded. She has her own shit going on. Unlike ice she didn’t realize divorce was on the horizon until it was right in front of her and an already rebellious streak was exacerbated. She’s an emotions first consequences second kind of person and can be a little selfish although can you really blame her? Amy is the true youngest sister but she’s got that bonus baby ten years younger than her siblings thing happening. Ice and Sarah are super different but have a forged in fire closeness. Amy is just kinda vibing outside of them. She grew up with her parents divorce being a done deal by her 6th birthday and thus in a much chiller environment. Ice left huge expectations and Sarah left none so whatever Amy did was good enough. She feels a little left out and left behind sometimes but only when reminded that she’s not like actually an only child. At 34 Ice is a USNA grad like his father with an exceedingly impressive career and huge things to come but with no wife or girlfriend to show for it. At 31 Sarah is finding her footing after a bit of a wild 20s with a nursing degree and job. At 22 Amy is going to grad school for writing thinking how lucky she is Sarah turned her back on the navy and rotc back then. It’s made her parents much more accepting of a theater degree.