Heyyy I have a request! Rooster and readers son has career day at his school and he wants rooster and pilot!reader to come to his school in there uniform and talk about flying for the navy and he’s like 7 and it’s a bunch of fluff :). I really hope this made sense! Thank you for reading this have a good day!! <3
AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!! SO CUTE I'M SCREAMING!!!! You got it dude!!!
"I don't think I can do this," Rooster groaned as you two pulled into the parking lot of the school.
"Rooster it'll be ok," you assured him. "It's not like you're speaking at a VA convention."
"Yeah but what if they make fun of us?"
"You think a bunch of second graders are gonna make fun of us?" you chuckled. "They probably won't even know about half the shit we're talking about."
Rooster still wasn't so sure. He felt like a dork being in his flight suit, but he kept telling himself that you and him were doing it for Nicky. Besides, your son hardly ever asked for anything, so why was it such a big deal? Rooster turned the key and shut the truck off as soon as you were parked.
"Alright (y/n)," he said. "Ready?"
"Like I've never been before," you said, smiling at your husband.
The two of you walked down the halls to Nicky's classroom, the both of you surprised at how many parents had shown up for career day. You were even happier to know that in a place like Great Ocean Steiner School, the kids were thriving too with most of them being from Navy and Marine families. One kid in the first grade class walked with his father down the hall, the tall, broad shouldered giant in a set of neat dress blues that made you and Rooster a little bit jealous.
You met Nicky right outside his classroom, the both of you scooping him right up and spinning him around as he giggled. "You ready for Mommy and Daddy to come to class with you?" Rooster asked, hoisting Nicky onto his hip.
"YEAAAAAH!!!!" Nicky shouted excitedly, holding up his little hands to form a pair of little devil horns.
You and Rooster couldn't help but laugh at your son's excitement. All week he had talked endlessly to his teacher and friends at school about his mom and dad and how amazing they were. Even Miss Leslie, his teacher, was excited to meet the two of them.
"You must be Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw," she remarked happily as she stepped out of the classroom. "Leslie Newman, I'm Nicky's teacher."
You and Rooster gladly introduced yourselves, shaking hands with Nicky's teacher. "Looks like Nicky's all excited for the afternoon," Rooster remarked.
"Oh God, he's talked all week about you two!" Leslie informed them, just as excitedly as Nicky had been. "I was hoping I'd get to meet you both. You know, a few of our teachers here are also former military."
"Really?" Rooster asked her.
"Oh yes, one of our high school teachers," Miss Leslie explained. "He was a Marine, our soccer coach I believe was an Air Force officer and I believe our baseball coach was an Army Ranger."
"Holy crow," Rooster chuckled.
"Here, come on in," Miss Leslie said to the both of you. "We're about to start.
Each of the kids in the class introduced their parents, letting them talk about their careers. Some were doctors, others worked in construction while a few worked the blue collar trades. When it was time for you and Rooster to go up, you were both nervous and excited all at once.
The kids asked all manner of questions. Did you fly planes? Yes. Did you fix planes? Sort of. One little redheaded girl in the front row raised her hand.
"Did you ever shoot any bad guys?" she asked.
You and Rooster looked at each other with a smile on your faces. "Well, we did once," Rooster told her.
The kids were wide eyed with awe when you and Rooster told them the entire story of the Uranium Plant Mission. None of them could believe it. A few of them even blurted out that they wanted to be pilots too, even Nicky who proudly proclaimed that he had the best Mommy and Daddy in the world. You and Rooster were secretly high-fiving, the nerves gone and proud that you had both come to career day.
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Saw two posts recently and I disagreed with them for the same reason and that is, y’all better not be falling into the pit of dissing things bc they’re not “sophisticated” enough for you or something.
Like someone complaining about cutesy wutesy terms or like stupid fanfic writing. Some people be saying stuff like ‘no! You have to like real books! Only use real words to describe yourself!’ Who are you? The cringe police?
Actually the colloquialisation of language is kinda a complicated topic. Yeah we shouldn’t dumb down words and stuff when it comes to discussing serious things and we shouldn’t be calling anyone else things that they don’t want to be called. But if someone is using casual language to refer to themselves and they’re someone who can ‘reclaim’ (for lack of a better term) that language, then I don’t think it’s hurting anyone. Sometimes we need to use serious language and sometimes we don’t.
And let’s not make fun of hashtag weird fanfic or fandom (as long as it doesn’t actually promote harmful views or cause harm).
There’s obviously exceptions to both these points but my general rule is, let’s not attack things for the sake of ‘it’s weird’ or ‘different’. Being judgemental and shaming people to conform to arbitrary standards is the talking point of literally every single hate crimer. That mindset is used by ableists, racists, sexists, queerphobes etc etc. Lets not forget that.
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