#ohana squad

[callsigndragon]

me: i can't start another series- @purplevortexx: don't overwork yourself please me: no, i won't

*ten seconds later*

me: hey, what kind of job would make this guy have a live-in nanny @purplevortexx: musician, small town lawyer... @daughterofautumn: mafia boss me: .... fuck here we go with another series-

[novastories]

CAN WE APPRECIATE JENN MAKING ME A MOODBOARD?! 🥹😭 @callsignmeiga

She made me and @purplevortexx our own! She saved the little stuff we said and made this beautiful creation! 😭 Even included my Rooster stuffie!

Heh also “sleep is for the weak” is in response to when Bean and Jenn tell me to sleep at 3am 🤪

I LOVE THIS AND WILL CHERISH THIS WITH ALL MY HEART!

[itzmikaella]

Let’s go back to Hawaii

[purplevortexx]

So apparently SpongeBob and I share the same eye colour?

(Thanks for that bit of information Jenn @callsignmeiga )

[mydreamlightvalley]

1. Stitch is too damn cute

2. I love our little band

3. I wish they’d let us actually make a band and play 🙈

[shakaola]

One of our morning walks to the school bus.

[alohamyka]

Just chilling 😎with my baby girl on my day off from work

[the-pyooster]

I thought of completing the whole "trio" thing Odd Squad has going on, so... everybody say hi to Ohana!

[feykrorovaan]

Taliesin:*casually mentions something about apples*

LDB:*gives him all the apples*

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

TG:M Headcanon

There was a few days between Iceman’s funeral and when Simpson talked to Maverick about taking time off. During those few days, the Dagger  squad basically lived at Maverick’s house.

It started the evening after the funeral, when Rooster told the guys (while they were at the bar toasting the Admiral) that he was going to Maverick’s place to check on him. Pretty much the whole group volunteered to go with him because they cared about Maverick too.

They found Maverick in his hangar (the side door had been locked but Rooster knew where the spare key was). He was sitting in his plane, beer bottle in his hand, drunk and miserable.

Rooster got him down out of the plane and Hangman helped him support Maverick as they all took him back to the house to get some sleep.

After they got Maverick into bed, Rooster assured the others that he could handle it from here; thanks for your help, but you can go.

None of them budged, except to find pillows and blanket and call dibs on good spaces to sleep in the living room.

When Maverick woke up the next morning, Coyote and Hangman were making breakfast, Bob was setting the table, Fanboy was making coffee, Payback was just getting out the shower, and Phoenix and Rooster were watching TV because Coyote had banned them from the kitchen.

[brumatifl]

i’m almost always torn between: should we laugh with yuji, or be sad with yuji or keep pushing him till he finally breaks and is welcomed to the club of (we all need therapy but it’s too expense)..

[callsigndragon]

One hundred likes and I block @purplevortexx

[novastories]

Blog Change

Originally I was deemed the nickname Shrimp by my friend, as a misspelling for simp in our text messages. After many thoughts, I have decided that as much as I love being a shrimp, I think it's time for a change.

I will just be going under construction for a bit while I change my username, and once that changes, all the links will be changing. So I will be fixing my masterlist as well!

Also another update, newest chapter coming soon once I get everything situated! So get ready for that! 💛 Buckle up, because it’s looking to be 20 total chapters long! 🙈

I will always be Shrimp, but it's time for a new change! ✨

-Shrimp 🦐 (one last time)

[jerzoliveria]

Life was meant for good friends and great adventures. 😘 Round 2 please! ✌🏻 #crewlove #ohana #tagaytayhighlands #ogs #countryclub #taalvolcano #ganggang #squad #sundayfunday (at Tagaytay Highlands) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChFHnLVPA96f-CzUM-9eQ9BHH1ylaT6kOQtdis0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[purplevortexx]

general consensus of the day: Jenn, Katie and I would very much like our hour back

@daughterofautumn @callsignmeiga

[call-sign-shark]

I love your stories! Could you please write some more father figure mav and platonic dagger squad? Xx

awwww thank you so much anon, this one is for you! Me love cute platonic fluff, it's just so heartwarming ;w;

✨ Ohana Means Family ✨

Summary: During a movie night, the Dagger Squad fights over which movie to watch. While observing them, you realize that you, who never had a family, finally found one.

Words: 1k

Tags: PURE FLUFF, Platonic love, family fluff, DadMav and his Dagger kids // reader super close to Hangman

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“But I don’t want to watch a horror movie!” Hangman complains, crossing his arms on his muscular chest. Bob lowers his head, disappointed. 

“You never listen to any of my suggestions anyway.” He says with a little voice, readjusting his glasses on his nose.

“Bob, you ALWAYS suggest horror movies. Last month we did a Saw marathon. And you were the only one enjoying it. Payback almost fainted.”  

“That’s not true! I was just… Just tired!” Payback retorts from below. He is sitting on the floor, holding the bowl of popcorn between his legs. He has already eaten half of it, even if the movie had not started yet.

“What about a Disney?” Phoenix suggests.

“To hell with Disney, it’s been two weeks we only watch Disney movies.” 

“Come on, everyone likes them.”

“The problem is not the movies themselves. It’s Rooster constantly singing the songs during and after the movies.”  Hangman rolls his eyes,    laying on the sofa with his head on your lap and his legs on Coyote's.

“Fuck you, Jake. At least I don’t choose spaghetti westerns.” Rooster growls, also sitting on the floor. He is braiding Shark’s long blonde mane with surprising patience. 

At one point you stop listening to the argument. When a dagger suggests a movie, another one immediately complains. This is a vicious circle. Yet, your Y/EC eyes carefully observe everyone while your hand absentmindedly pets Hangman’s blonde hair. He had just closed his eyes, almost purring at your touch. Sometimes he winces when he hears a movie title he does not like. 

“Star Trek?”

A pillow flies across the room and hits Fanboy right in the face. The WSO shakes his head, looks dagger at Shark, and throws it back. You don't need to listen to the conversation: you know he probably suggested the old Stark Trek movies. After all, that is why you all call him Fanboy. The pillow flies again yet Rooster and Shark slightly tilt on the same side simultaneously, avoiding the pillow. 

“And what about a musical?” 

Judging by the storm of protests, Coyote understands that his tastes in movies are far from winning unanimous support.  You cannot help but smile, your fingers still massaging Hangman’s head. A faint and amused smirk appears on your beautiful lips: It is the same hilarious struggle each night. The Daggers would reunite in the living room and fight over the movie to watch, while Maverick would prepare snacks in the kitchen. Popcorn, nachos with guacamole and cheese, and fresh beers.

You suddenly feel a cold and wet muzzle sniffing your free hand. You take a quick look at your left side, only to see Crashtest’s big face looking at you with his shining beady eyes. His large mouth is open, tongue hanging. You chuckle when looking at the dog and finally run your free hand through the pale fur of his neck. Here you are, forced to pet both Hangman and Crashtest.

Crashtest is a big beige American Pitbull whose owner is Shark, but he quickly becomes the family’s dog. She called him so because, when he was a puppy, he would run everywhere and bump against the walls.

A soft sigh escapes from your lips as you realize that you have found a family.  A broken, small, and weird family… But a true one.

“So, what are we watching tonight?” Mav’s voice echoes in the living room and snatches you from your thoughts. He obviously knows that no one managed to reach agreement. He lays the plates on the table and raises an eyebrow while looking at the young pilots scattered in the room, “Are you serious? Alright. Since you can’t decide…” He pauses and his emerald eyes fall on you, “Y/CS? What do you want to watch? You have the last word.” 

Surprised, you look at Mav, then at the Dagger Squad, and then at Mav again. To be true he had caught you off guard. 

“So?” Hangman asks. He had just reopened his eyes and is now looking at you with an adorable yet slightly cocky grin, his head still comfortably resting on your lap. 

“Lilo and Stitch.” You say out of nowhere, suggesting the first movie that had crossed your mind at this moment. “I want to watch Lilo and Stich.”   You repeat, and this time you are delighted with your choice. It seems like a perfect movie for your adoptive family.

“YESSS!” Phoenix and Rooster exclaim. The dog barks happily, wanting to join the party. Surprisingly enough, everyone kind of agrees with you. Even Hangman, who has complained about Disney movies twenty minutes ago.

“Lilo and Stich.” Mav concludes, visibly satisfied with your decision, before letting his body fall on the huge L-shapes sofa he had bought to welcome all his kids at home. Doing so, he forces Hangman to move in order to avoid getting crushed by him. The blonde pilot growls and, sitting next to you, wraps his muscular arm around your shoulders. The feeling of his warm skin against yours is soothing. With butterflies in your stomach, you snuggle against him. You and Hangman have been closer these past few weeks since you saved his life during a mission. 

As Maverick grabs the remote and scrolls to find the movie, all the daggers join him, Hangman, and you on the couch no matter if they have to snuggle against each other to all fit. Lilo and Stitch’ s intro starts and fills the room with the sweet melody of He Mele No Lilo. Before focusing on the movie, you take a quick look across the room.

Phoenix’s head rests on Bob’s shoulder.

Payback, Coyote, and Fanboy are nudging each other, trying to hold their laugh.

Rooster keeps playing with one of Shark’s braids while her hand gently strokes Mav’s thigh. 

As for you, Hangman keeps you in his arms. Hugging you as if his own life depends on it. His sweet and masculine fragrance tingles your nostrils. 

Another bark: Crashtest climbs on the couch and the gentle brute rests his head on your lap. 

A soft smile stretches your lips. 

They are your Ohana.