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[petcr3]

ticking all the boxers | rhett abbott x plus size!reader

summary: when rhett notices something about your nighttime attire, it leads to a unexpected and tender conversation about the things you love about one another.

word count: ~1.6k

warnings: some brief discussions about negative body image (this is for my bigger girlies who love rhett abbott and his slutty little waist), cursing, me being on my usual saccharine bullshit, rhett referring to the reader as ‘my girl’

PS: obvs my straight sized lovelies are more than welcome to read this but reader is specified as being bigger than rhett, so! just a heads up.

a/n: i absolutely love the trope of stealing your partners clothes, but as a plus size gal myself, that option becomes limited, if available at all. i was feeling mushy about rhett and thus my first full length story since fucking february was born lol! hope you enjoy <3 PPS: i was gonna have this turn into smut but i figured i’d save that for a part two if anyone wants it!

You’re lounging in your bed, covers flipped back in wait while Rhett washes up in the bathroom. The quiet hiss of the shower has you blinking back sleep, but when you hear the water turn off, you smile, ready to curl up beside him for a good night’s rest. You don’t know what you’re expecting when your boyfriend saunters back in, but it certainly isn’t him towel drying his hair, buck-ass naked. Something in the back of your heart warms at the domesticity of it, that he’s comfortable enough in your space to walk around completely bare–– but you’re more than a little distracted at the sight of him. After all, you’re only human; you can’t help but stare. It’s ridiculous, really, the way he inspires fondness and lust in equal measure. He catches you looking and grins like he wasn’t expecting it.

“See something you like, sweetheart?” Your cheeks burn–– somehow he’s got you feeling like he caught you peeping on him like he’s not in your apartment marching his frankly adonis-like figure around, nude as the day he was born. The glint in his eye tells you he’s definitely about to press the issue when he stops, head cocking, and squints at you.

“Are those my boxers?”

You blink. For a moment, you can’t tell if he’s serious. But as he steps toward you to get a closer look, it’s clear that he is.

“Rhett,” you say, dryly, “honey. There is no way in hell I could ever fit into a pair of your boxers.”

“Well…” he mutters, distracted, “sure, okay, but…” He gives you one last lingering look before trailing off, turning to pick through your dresser for a pair of pajama pants. Where he’d once had his own drawer, Rhett’s clothes have gradually made their way in with yours to the point where they’re mixed in completely. He finds what he’s looking for, though, and tugs on a pair of red flannel bottoms, frowning in thought.

“Could swear I got a pair just like those,” he muses, shutting off the overhead light. You’re grateful he can’t see you blush in the dim light of the lamp on your bedside table. “In fact,” he continues, climbing into bed beside you, fingers pushing under the hem of your shirt to run the elastic band between his fingers, “I know I got a pair just like those.”

“Hmm, what a coincidence,” you say, rushed and completely artless, “good night!” And with that, you flip onto your other side, facing away from him, and burrow under the covers, half embarrassed and half giddy. Rhett takes the fact that you’ve left the lamp on as a cue that you’re not actually trying to avoid the conversation, and flips you playfully onto your back. You let out a squeak in surprise, feeling suddenly shy beneath your boyfriend’s wolfish grin.

“Come on,” he practically purrs, “lemme see my girl.” He swoops down to press his lips against your neck–– a foolproof distraction–– and yanks the covers away from your body. With a final, mischievous nip to your jaw, he leans back, taking you in. Affection colors his features as he shakes his head at you, eyes wandering over your figure until they land on your face. He lifts a brow, more an invitation to explain than a challenge. You sigh, eyes casting off to the side. It’s not like you were never going to tell him, but you find yourself growing bashful now that the time has come.

“I was at the store and I saw a pack of boxers… recognized the patterns,” you mumble, tilting your gaze away from his. “They had them in a size that fit me, so… I bought ‘em.” When you look back at Rhett you expect to see some mirth in his expression, but there isn’t a hint of teasing there. In fact, he’s grinning from ear to ear.

“You wanted to wear my boxers?” he asks, and you just barely catch the earnest and hopeful lilt in his voice, like he’s not your longtime boyfriend, like he’s surprised you like him so much. You look away from him again, the glow of his adoration making you self conscious. But he ducks into your line of sight, leaning in close. “Hmm?” he prompts, clearly wanting to hear you say it. “You wanted to wear ‘em?” You bite your lip.

“Yes,” you eventually huff, eyes rolling skyward. “But you’re so goddamn…” You search for the right word. “...svelte that I’ll never be able to, and––” You’re cut off by a flurry of kisses, Rhett’s lips pecking at your own, at your collarbone, the apples of your cheeks. You can’t help but giggle, squirming under him, your nerves already easing.

“I fucking love you,” he says, gleeful, “I love that you did that.” He noses against your cheek, and you can feel him smiling against your skin.

“Don’t look now,” you say, feeling the tiniest bit emboldened, “but I’m wearing a mens’ tank top, too.” Rhett groans, letting his head flop into the crook of your shoulder, and you’re laughing again.

“Well!” you protest, even though he’s clearly thrilled. “I just wanted to…” You sigh, retreating inwards a little now that you have to explain it. “Other girls get to do this shit all the time. I wanna feel close to you when you’re gone, and I can’t borrow your shirts and wear them to bed, you know?” Rhett sits up, a more serious expression on his face now as he listens. “You’re smaller than me, and that’s not––” You roll your eyes, “I know you’re not supposed to call men small, or whatever, but it’s just––” You’re starting to flounder but he nods, a reassuring hand finding your waist and squeezing.

“S’okay. I get what you mean, baby.” You nod, trusting him, though you still feel a little unsure. You make yourself smile for him, but Rhett knows you like the back of his hand, and he can see insecurity begin to creep in.

“Yeah,” you pick up again, sounding distant, “it’s just…” You shake your head, turning your focus back to him. “God, I mean look at you! You’re so gorgeous, you’re built like a fucking greek god––” he lets out a little laugh at that, eyes scanning adoringly over your face–– “and I’m so… so––” But you’re silenced with a kiss, Rhett’s hand coming to graze gently behind your jaw.

“So fucking sexy,” he mumbles against your lips, punctuating each ensuing declaration with a kiss. “So pretty. So good to me. Like somebody reached into my head and made you up.” Immediately, your heartbeat picks up, mouth drying out. How easy it is for him to make you speechless. You peer up at him when he pulls away, reaching up to stroke your fingers across his cheek. He covers your hand with his and presses a kiss against your palm, sitting back on his haunches. “I don’t wanna hear you say one mean word about yourself,” he says softly, “I won’t hear it.”

“Rhett––”

“I won’t,” he says simply. You sit up and he draws your clasped hands to his chest. “Never mind the fact that you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen–– because you are.” He gives you a faux stern look, as if daring you to challenge him. You let out a quiet laugh, gaze casting down. Rhett breaks into a soft smile and again he tilts his face into your eye line.

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” he says, “you know that, right?” God, he makes your heart ache.

“Baby,” you whisper, lifting your hand to cup his cheek once more, your thumb skimming across his bottom lip. 

“You are,” he insists, eyes practically twinkling. “Do you have any idea how good it makes me feel? That you did that?” Your brows lift and you give a little shrug, your hand dropping into your lap. “Makes me feel really fucking good, sweetheart. Makes me feel wanted. Like, for me. Like I mean something to you. ‘M not used to that.” You study him for a moment, wondering how anyone could ever meet Rhett and not want to give him the world.

“Well,” you murmur, “get used to it, cowboy.” His hair is still damp when you lean forward to card your fingers through it, flicking away a few droplets before settling your palms on his broad shoulders. “I want you for you, Rhett Abbott. All the time. Always. You mean everything to me.” He shakes his head at you like he can’t believe you’re real. And truly, he can’t.

All at once, he surges forward and pulls you into a heated kiss. And while it’s unquestionably hot, it’s not just that. There’s emotion in it–– gratitude, devotion. You can’t help the little sigh that flutters out of you as you tug him closer. When the kiss breaks, you both find yourselves breathing a little harder, foreheads pressed together, before you’re drawn in for another kiss, this one a quick peck, a punctuation. You lean back against the headboard, trailing your hands up and down his arms. 

“You’re mine, too, by the way,” you say, taking him in, a warm, cozy feeling settling in your chest.

Rhett cocks his head. You clarify: “My greatest thing.”  It’s his turn, now, to look a little bashful.

“Well,” he says, cheeks beginning to pink, “I’ll endeavor to keep it that way.” You shake your head fondly.

“No need. It’s you,” you say simply. “No contest.” Unable to help yourself, you reach up to toy with the curls at the nape of his neck. A gentle smile blossoms on Rhett’s lips. You mirror it without even realizing.

“I love you, sweetheart,” he whispers.

“I love you too, baby.”

Rhett places another quick peck to your lips before leaning you back against the pillows.

“Now,” he says, reaching to his left to flick off the lamp, “about these boxers.”

[sugarcoated-lame]

just realized i reached 1k followers at some point recently ???? um?? 🥹

i hope to do something in the near future to celebrate this milestone (i’m just not sure what yet haha)

but for now i just want to say a massive thank you and express how utterly grateful i am to anyone who reads and supports my writing, and for all the amazing, kind, talented and wonderful people i’ve met on this little hellsite 🥹 it’s truly such a joy being a part of this community, and writing fics on here for the past year or so has honestly really helped to bring me out of my shell a bit and has brought me so many lovely friends, and i hope you know that i appreciate the heck out of every single one of you. thank you!!! 💛🧡

tagging some of my lovely moots: @sebsxphia @sunlightmurdock @hangmanssunnies @joelsgreys @just-in-case-iloveyou @floydsglasses @floydsmuse @rhettabbotts @fairyheart @emeraldmoth @joelsgreenflannel @undrthelights @joelslegalwhre @itsokbbygrl @joelshoney @blue-aconite @wkndwlff @roosterforme @petcr3 @teacupsandtopgun @ryebecca @callsignmedusa @attaboylew @bobfloydssunnies @gigisimsonmars @pedroswife69 @pascalpvnk @freelancearsonist @janaispunk @briseisgone @vee-bees-blog 🧡💛

[mothdruid]

happy new year!!

a lot has happened in the last year and i just wanted to take a moment to reflect on it. i'm so thankful to all of you who have stuck with me through out the years. i've been writing fics on here for two years now, and to see some many people follow me throughout each fandom transition makes me so thankful. everyone who has read something from me, left a comment on anything, reached out to me, has befriended me, and so much more. everyone's support means the world to me.

this past year was difficult for me creatively. it was hard to fully execute any idea that came to mind. i'm hoping this year will be better, and that you will all stick with me throughout the process. and to anything else, i hope we all achieve it and that this year blesses us with all the good things.

here's to another good year for everyone!

@siempre-bucky @mxgyver @lewmagoo @bradshawsbitch @bradshawsbaby @bobfloydsbabe @withahappyrefrain @rae-gar-targaryen @inklore @psychedelic-ink @targaryenvampireslayer @laracrofted @roosterbruiser @rhettabbotts @ryebecca @gretagerwigsmuse @sebsxphia @thedroneranger @cumholland @delopsias @sunlightmurdock @yanna-banana @jobean12-blog @emerald-chaos @islandfantasydream @blue-aconite @roosterforme @petcr3 @seresinsweetie @just-in-case-iloveyou @wint3r-h3art @wecanfeelsofarbutsoclose @redheadspark @fenharel-enaste @cocoamoonmalfoy and many more that i'm probably forgetting

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The Top Gun fandom has been going strong for over a year, and while we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love!

And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

I'm kicking off this series by sharing some of my favorite re-reads, as well as one of my own (older) fics I think is worth your time.

Throughout the summer, I'm inviting friends—other creators and readers—to share their lists, so stay tuned!

If you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me! The more, the merrier—let's keep this going as long as we can!

You can also join the tag list here to be notified when a new list drops!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Dime Store Cowboy, Jake Seresin, @seasonsbloom This is the first cowboy Jake fic I read, and it's still my favorite! A sweet little two-shot where Jake teaches reader the cowboy hat rule. Yeehaw! 🤠

Flyboy, Jake Seresin, @kryptonitejelly This is the first Jake fic I read and loved. While everything in this universe is fantastic, A Drunken Confession is what my brain immediately goes to when I think of Flyboy.

Full of Surprises, Robert Floyd, @withahappyrefrain This is my gateway fic to the Bob Fucks agenda. And when I saw Abby wrote a follow-up. I damn near died.

The 1%, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw I know I'm not the only that loves this fic, because it appears on my dash quite frequently. And every time, I re-read and reblog it!

The Boyfriend Experience, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw Appears less on my dash, but a classic Bradley fic, nonetheless. I recently re-read it and fell in love all over again. Cass is the absolute king of the slow burn. Definitely read everything in this universe!

The Craftsman, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme I'll read about Roo and Baby Girl as long as Em keeps writing about them. Once in a while I like to re-read my favorite moments, and this is one of them! I remember screeching to Em about how much I would love a house hunting fic—she delivered! 🦄

Bonus: The Grey Sweatpants, Bradley Bradshaw I requested this for Roo and BG, and I'm obsessed with it. Em did the concept such justice, and it's so Roo and BG! I hope you enjoy as much I do!

The Only Thing, Jake Seresin, @justfandomwritings This fic is amazing. It's a Jake fic written in Bradley's point-of-view. Sounds weird, but it works so, so well.

Trouble In Paradise, Bradley Bradshaw, @sunlightmurdock The Toxic King 👑 forever my king (don't at me). As is TiP Jake (still one of my favorite Jakes). And this fic is forever in my heart since it's the first one I read in the fandom—what a welcome! I stan the ending, btw. 💛

Until I Found You, Bradley Bradshaw, @cherrycola27 The cutest of meet cutes. Nik is also the king of pilot!reader fics—this is no exception. Read it. Love it. Reblog it.

Bonus: Battle Plans, Jake Seresin Full disclosure: I requested this for Nik's Dagger Deities celly. In true Nik fashion, she gave us everything, including the kitchen sink! 🧅

Creator's Own

You Get Me Closer, Bradley Bradshaw This is actually the very first fic I wrote for the TGM fandom! It's inspired by the Nine Inch Nails song, Closer. Give it a read! I hope you enjoy!

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @mygyn @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @sagittarius-lovewitch @wkndwlff @dingochef @sweetwhispersofchaos @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @mayhemmanaged @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner @penguin876 @kmc1989 @xoxabs88xox @mak-32 @dakotakazansky @startrekfangirl2233 @cassiemitchell @seitmai

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[rae-gar-targaryen]

Blurb Requests are OPEN!

Starting now through Monday, June 19, send me some prompts and I’ll write a five to ten sentence blurb based on it! Help me shake the rust off on my writing (and write for a few new characters!)

You can either: Send me any NSFW headcanon you have, and I’ll write a blurb. 

Or -- send me a prompt from THIS list, and I’ll write a five-sentence blurb. 

Or -- send me a word to build the blurb around. Any word you can think of. The more evocative the better!

Any super-cute scenario you like? Send it! (NSFW is OK, but not required!) 

Who I’ll write for: 

TASM!Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)

Any of the TGM characters (Rooster, Fanboy, Javy, Phoenix, Hangman, Payback, and Bob)

Fanboy x Cielo specific requests

Kendall Roy, Stewy Hosseini (Succession)

EZ Reyes, Angel Reyes, or Coco Cruz (Mayans MC) 

Jamie Tartt, Dani Rojas, or Roy Kent (Ted Lasso) 

Any Danny Ramirez character (Fanboy, Joaquin Torres, Ash, Gabe, etc.) 

Any Ben Barnes character (The Darkling, Billy Russo, etc.) 

Joel Miller and Tommy Miller (TLOU) 

Cassian Andor (SW)

John Wick

Don’t see your fav up here? Just ask! If I can write it, I’ll give it a go! 

Tagging some lovelies: @withahappyrefrain @joaquinwhorres @mxgyver @mortwig @joannasteez @inklore @gretagerwigsmuse @arctvrvs @spiderispunk @bobfloydsbabe @ryebecca @petcr3 @its-gita-time   @drew-garfi @phoenixhalliwell @ohmagawd-life @flightlessangelwings

[wicked-remarks]

WICKED'S SUMMER FESTIVAL

A writing event based on summer as its main theme!

Hello! I’m hosting a little writing event to bring some inspiration to those who may want to write something new!

Here's a little FAQ if you aren't familiar with writing events (or at least mine!):

What’s it about?

For a lot of people, summer is almost there! Try to write something with what can be considered a "summer topic." EX.: the beach, a vacation, sundresses, swimsuits, a date in warm and sunny weather and so on.

Are AUs allowed?

Yes! Though of course they aren’t mandatory. Mob AU, Modern AU, Royal AU… whatever fits best the narrative you’re looking to do! Here are a couple I’m able to think of right now:

Coffee shop AU

Flower/tattoo shop AU

College AU

Historical AU

Fairy tale AU

Roommates AU

Dystopian AU

Modern AU

Some more questions you may have…

“Event time?”

From June 1st to August 31st! It’s summer where I live during that time and it made me want to organise a fun challenge for fic writers all around to participate in.

“Can I write about any fandom?”

Of course! I am tagging some fandoms though it is obviously not limited to only these!

“One shot or multiple parts?”

That is up to you and where your imagination takes you! I think the event time is long enough to do multiple parts should you want, but a one shot is already wonderful! You can even do multiple one shots if a couple of subjects interest you!

“SFW or NSFW?”

Both can be done! though not mandatory. You can write the fluffiest fluff, the smuttiest smut, or both at once! Even angst if you feel inspired!

Here’s a list of tropes, situations and even quotes that may inspire you along with the summer theme!

Tropes:

Friends to lovers

Enemies to lovers

mutual pining

rivals

Arranged marriage

crossover

fake relationship

Hanahaki disease

Sex pollen

Fake dating

Situations:

“there is only one bed and neither wants to let the other sleep on the ground”

“now is clearly not the right time to express their feelings but they both feel like they’ll never do it otherwise”

“saw the other in a swimsuit/specific outfit they never wore before and they are currently slowly losing it”

“person A invited B to a festival, fair, crowded event and using it as an excuse to hold their hands as to not lose them in the crowd”

“person B asks to go swimsuit shopping to A and A is feeling blood rush somewhere from person B modeling swimsuits to them”

“There’s a firework show going on but person A is looking a person B instead”

Quotes:

“Gimme a sec I’m not drunk enough to listen to this”

“Take another step, and I can’t be held responsible for my actions”

“After all this do you really think I don’t love you?”

“Look at how far I would go in fear of losing you”

“I thought I lost you”

“Let me show you how much I love you”

“I wasn’t sure which flowers you liked so I got one of everything they had”

“Is there a special reason as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”

“I have a name, and it’s not sweetheart”

“I’ll do it. If you do something for me.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep”

“I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with.”

“If I could, I’d kiss away all your scars”

“prove it.”

“Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?”

“Show me how much you missed me.”

“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?”

“Shall we put that mouth to better use?” I hope this brings you some inspiration! you can use #Wicked's summer festival 2023 and I shall reblog (or at least try to) your fics here!

Taglist: @moonyslove78 @rae-gar-targaryen @papaya-047 @drew-garfi @fallensilencefics @petcr3 @squiddtheekidd @albatrossandivys @mortwig @withahappyrefrain @lilacvine

[bobfloydsbabe]

LAST LINE TAG GAME

Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfiction/original works/anything) and tag as many people you want there are words in the sentence.

Thank you @darknightfrombeyond for tagging me! I'm feeling generous, so I'm sharing a much longer snippet and changing the rules a bit. Hope that's okay!

from my style inspired fic for @laracrofted's 1989 writing challenge ft. mob boss bob🖤

He takes slow, measured steps forward, closing the distance between himself and Bradley. “What happened?” He doesn’t recognize his own voice, can’t even hear it over the sound of his pulse racing. “She wouldn’t say.” Bradley looks like he wants to stick his tail between his legs and run out the door, away from the unbridled rage rolling off his boss in tidal waves. “Text me the address,” Bob tells him, leaving no room for discussion. “Then get back to your post.” He turns back to his desk, grabbing his keys and phone off it. “But–“ “Now, Bradshaw!” “Yes, boss.”

NO PRESSURE TAGS: @laracrofted, @wkndwlff, @sylviebell, @blue-aconite, @mothdruid, @bradshawsbitch, @lewmagoo, @sebsxphia, @ereardon, @joaquinwhorres, @withahappyrefrain, @seresinsweetie, @petcr3, and whoever else wants to do it!

[mxgyver]

seven comfort movies + pinterest tag game

first character, real person, quote, & outfit when you open Pinterest is your vibe.

tagged by the lovely Quinn @petcr3 🫶💙

comfort movies 🫶💙

Back to The Future (ALL time favorite)

The Princess Diaries

The Sandlot

Footloose (1984)

Bedtime Stories

Monster's Inc

101 Dalmatians

no pressure tags: @stuckontheceiling, @silvermanon, @mothdruid, @ellariasand, @laudna, @rhettabbotts, @rax-writes, @theharddeck, and anyone else who would like to do this!! 💙

[withahappyrefrain]

Abby's 3K Celebration!

When I first got back onto Tumblr, I never imagined I would have found such a wonderful community It's time to celebrate! My celebration will be from July 5th to July 10th! So what are we doing?

Bingo baby!

Characters I write for: Peter Parker (TASM), Bob Floyd, Steve Rogers,

How does it work? Pick something from the board, and specify the character you want. Must be 18+ if you want it smutty! You can also specify a particular AU of said character too!

What else are we doing Abby?

Are you a fic writer? Send me a 📕 and I'll tell you my top three (or 4-5) fics you've written!

Are you a mutual? Send me 💚 and I'll feed your ego and tell you what I love about you!

Do you love to cook? Want a new recipe? Send me a 🍽️ and I'll share one of my favorite recipes!

Don't cook? Are you more of a cocktail person? Fuck yeah, send me a 🍸 and I'll share one of my favorite cocktail recipes!

Mutuals you should hella follow:

@rae-gar-targaryen @spidervee @ilikedaisiesinthespringtime @squiddtheekidd @abibliophobiaa @blooming-violets @liz-allyn @ouralcohol @xbamboowishesx @papaya-047 @mrshipsmcgee @friendly-neighborhood-blondie @p3mybeloved @lanadelreyscokewhor3 @mortwig @fallensilencefics @cressida-clearwood @clints-lucky-arrow @letmeplaytheliontoo @wicked-blathers @petcr3 @renaroo123 @foreverrogers @decadentpaperduck @silkspiderstuff @realspideyspice @vigilvntes @peterthepark @electricbluebutterflies @phoebe-danvers

[stylesparker]

└1.3k marvel fic recs┐

CHARACTERS: tasm!peter parker, bucky barnes, matt murdock, frank castle, billy russo, wanda maximoff, natasha romanoff

tasm!peter parker

caviar and cigarettes. @scandalous-chaos

a gentle loving. @gotkindabored

sanctuary. @petcr3

love & web shooters. @peterthepark

in the real world. @luveline​ 

bucky barnes

canyons and valleys. @wkemeup

for you. @fandoms-writings

nowhere else. @belladonnabarnes

NFWMB part one—part two. @nexusnyx

loverboy, talk of the town. @scandalous-chaos

voicemails. @lovelybarnes

matt murdock

dessert and dances. @alrighty-matty

familiar senses. @leahsficemporium

ask me tomorrow. @murdockparker

the last time. @weareallstoriesintheend

tell me why. @desireav

frank castle

I want you around. @calif0rnia-lovers

catch and break. @clints-lucky-arrow

on my nerves. @modern-vellichor

peace in your violence. @anynimity

no one knows. @foli-vora

wanda maximoff

lovable competition. @samwlscns

words beneath your skin. @missmonsters2

the love slideshow. @randomshyperson

kleptomaniac. @8bitscarlet

smut recs MINORS DNI!!

Don’t get mad at me if you read something that you don’t like or should not have read. I’m not responsible for your actions, and I have given a warning. The rest from this point is smut, so if you’re not into that, indulge in the lovely stuff above.

I’ll crawl home to her @gotkindabored tasm!peter parker x reader

sweet girl of mine @inklore tasm!peter parker x reader

your friendly neighborhood sensitive spider @jin0 tasm!peter parker x reader

quiet my fears with the touch of your hand @letterstotheflre tasm!peter parker x reader

touch @msgorillagripcoochie tasm!peter parker x reader

advanced human anatomy @spidervee tasm!peter parker x reader

ridiculous @peterthepark tasm!peter parker x reader

act nice and gentle @ohcaptains frank castle x reader

kiss it better @lordabovehelpme frank castle x reader

nothing fucks with my baby @grippingbeskar frank castle x reader

nights under blankets @maximotts wanda maximoff x reader

get it outta your system @pillow-titties billy russo x reader

delicate pleasures @fairydxll tasm!peter parker x reader x gwen stacy

[peterthepark]

reign’s 5k celebration!

first off, i never imagined hitting 5k on this brainrot app. what started off as a steve harrington writing blog soon became the home of other emotional dumbasses, and words cannot thank you enough for the support and love i have gotten for all characters i’ve written for :) this community is wonderful and i wouldn’t exactly be the writer i am today without the people who have inspired me! down below is a list of authors and works that i adore, likely will add to it as days go by, but for now, thank you! happy reading!!!

— love, reign

warnings should be in author tags for most fics linked :)

➟ peter parker x reader

glad you’re home - by @withahappyrefrain (one of the first fics i read of hers, instantly fell in love with the dynamics of all the characters)

band-aids on broken hearts - by @spidervee (quite possibly the first tasm!peter fic i read on this site, fell in love and got inspired!)

a fatal shark’s mirage - by @aniqua (just utterly in love with the writing style & series storyline, such quality work!)

predictive text - by @rae-gar-targaryen (i can only dream of this actually happening to me… so flipping good)

i wish you would - by @realspideyspice (as the username entails… spice spice baby)

a lord & a lady - by @mrshipsmcgee (perfect period piece au, very bridgerton, very beautiful, so cute)

peter and a cam girl - by @blooming-violets (so damn sexy i cannot. living my fantasies!)

sanctuary - by @petcr3 (the right amount of fluff, growth, angst, everything just wrapped in a beautiful gift box)

1 missed call - by @liz-allyn (so good i applaud, pls read content warnings! such a great fic nonetheless)

about the noise - by @ghostedgwen (not crying, you are! such a sweet and real fic)

please, spiderman - by @justnotforbread (do i even need to speak… this was just hot on so many levels)

in the real world - by @luveline (such a vivid piece! lovely writing style and crazy good story)

paper love - by @thatredheadwriter (omg fluffy cuteness and meet cutes!!! for my bookworms)

➟ other characters x reader

meet me at our spot; steven grant x reader - by @softlikesilkchiffon (pure fluff and steven grant cuteness)

chocolate; steven grant x reader - by @laters-gators (spicy smut and amazing tension, build up has me sweating!)

soft dark nothing; steven grant x reader - by @burnthoneymint (beautiful, passionate, so damn sexy bro im yearning so bad)

from the void, with love; loki x reader - by @whirlybirbs (favorite loki fic/series ever. too good. just too good.)

vacant mirrors; bucky barnes x reader - by @whirlybirbs (another one of my all time favorites)

look after you; bucky barnes x reader - by @petertinglesforbread (my heart longs for bucky in this one, so easy to envision scenes)

love me by the night; battinson x reader - by @inklore (perfect mix of angst and story and embodies bruce!!!!)

surely, you’d burn the same; battinson x reader - by @jangofctts (the best bruce smut out there, can’t get enough of the sex pollen trope)

temptation; matt murdock x reader - by @yourbucky084 (so spicy and smutty. need a matt in my life!!!)

unexpected affections; anthony bridgerton x reader - by @clints-lucky-arrow (this. this was the embodiment of unresolved tension. i was left satisfied yet wanting and sksksks so good!!!)

the inn; anthony bridgerton x reader - by @sargeant-bxrnes (i am a sucker for enemies to lovers, esp when they end like this!!! fic!!!!)

[petcr3]

something to rely on | chapter one

series masterlist (coming soon!)

summary: despite being separated, bob floyd is there to support his wife and their son after she sustains some injuries in a car accident.

word count: 4.1k

warnings: separation/divorce, reader is frequently referred to by she/her pronouns, is called bob's wife/ex-wife, mrs. floyd, etc. bob and reader have a son, but i have tried to be as inclusive as possible with regards to appearance and the type of family! (meaning, if i've done my job correctly, charlie can have been adopted, not necessarily carried by the reader, etc.) non-graphic reference to a car accident, non-graphic description of injuries. chapter one is set entirely in a hospital. readers parents are present in the story, still married, and have a good relationship with reader because this is fantasy lol

a/n: lads, it's here. some of you have been hearing me blather about this story for fucking ages and chapter one is finally done. i'm proud of it, i think, but if nothing else i simply cannot keep sitting on it, so here it is! very excited for this story's future <3 i hope you love charlie as much as i do lol

It’s a rare occasion that one hears Bob Floyd before seeing him, but you suppose your getting into a car accident is a special enough occasion. 

Things feel hazy–– with two broken wrists and a broken leg, you’ve been given quite the painkiller. You’re not sure how long you’ve been awake, exactly, but it can’t have been very long. There’s a digital clock on a small table next to your hospital bed, but your neck is too sore to turn far enough over to see it. A thick wooden door is shut against the buzz of the floor outside: the ringing of phones, the click of computer keys, and the clatter of patients being wheeled to and from scans and tests and specialists. 

Even amidst all that, the sound of Bob’s words cuts through. He’s raising his voice, you realize. That’s not like him.

“I’m sorry, sir,” the nurse says on the other side of the door, “but outside of visiting hours I can only admit family, and––”

“I am family,” he says, impatient. 

“I understand that, but when a patient is separated––”

“Separated,” Bob interrupts, “not divorced. That is my wife and the mother of my child, so will you please let me see her?” It sounds much more like a demand than a question. The nurse sighs, clearly frustrated. 

“Let me go speak to her.” She steps out from behind the counter and cuts Bob a severe look. “If she is awake, I’ll let her know you’re here. But given that rest is one of the most crucial things for her right now, I will not be waking her up. You can wait.”

“Thank you,” comes his clipped reply. The nurse approaches your room, only a few steps away from the front desk–– Bob would have just gone straight in, had he known— and when the door creaks open, he can be seen standing over her shoulder–– a respectful distance behind, at least.

“Ma’am, there’s someone here to see you,” she says. You can tell it’s taking everything Bob has not to run to you, but he’s smart enough to know that showing this nurse any more disrespect isn’t wise. “He says he’s your husband,” she continues, “but if you don’t want to see him, I can tell him to leave.”

“No, that’s okay,” you say, “he can come in.” She turns around only to discover Bob right behind her. He squeezes quickly past, murmuring a hurried thank you before practically flying to your bedside. All his frustration quickly dissipates as he leans over you, a deep furrow in his brow. Over his shoulder, you see the nurse shake her head, exasperated, and leave, shutting the door behind her.

“Hey honey,” Bob says, hand lifting to brush across your cheek, as if it’s two years ago and nothing has changed. “Are you alright? What happened?”

“I’m okay, Bobby,” you reply, tired. You surprise yourself, though, using his old nickname like that. Since you two broke up, you’ve only ever called him Bob. “Someone lost control of their car in the rain, apparently. You owe that nurse an apology.”

“And I’ll give her one later. First I need to know that you’re okay.”

“I just said that I’m okay,” you laugh softly. “Bob, I’m fine.” Reluctantly, he nods, leaning back to grab at a chair. He won’t even stand all the way up, refuses to take his eyes off you lest you run off somewhere else to nearly get yourself killed.

“How’s Charlie; is he with your parents?” You nod, heart clenching at the thought of your son, how distressed he must be right now.

“Yeah,” you say, voice getting a little watery. “Yeah, I got to talk to him a little while ago. He wants to come visit after my surgery tomorrow.” Bob’s brow furrows. 

“Surgery?”

“Just my left wrist. The right one and the leg only need braces, but,” you sigh, “yeah, the left one took the door pretty hard, so.” He nods.

“How about your head? All okay up there, no bleeding?”

“I have a concussion, but that’s all. They know what they’re doing here, Bob. Don’t worry. I’m gonna be just fine.” He studies you for a moment, then sighs, nodding his head again. “Not so fun being on the other side of it, huh?” you say without thinking. It isn’t meant to be cutting, but blue eyes snap up to your face, a faint expression of shock on Bob’s features. 

Still, you have a hard time feeling too guilty. How many times have the roles been reversed? How many times have you held your baby boy to your chest murmuring reassurances that you can’t promise are true? How many times has Bob been gone, unable to tell you he was okay or even alive? Or looked up at you under the harsh white light of a hospital room on base and told you there was nothing to worry about when you both knew that there was? 

Bob schools his expression into something a little softer and gives a curt nod. You can’t decide if that was over the line. But that had always been the problem, hadn’t it? 

Neither of you had known how easy it would be to push each other over their limits. You’d thought love and a thick skin would be enough to survive the looming fear of losing your husband. Bob had thought it would be easier to outrun the guilt he always felt leaving you behind, the way it weighed on his chest like an anvil. Eventually, your wounds were rubbed raw and his ribs began to crack beneath the pressure.

The times when he was home were supposed to be precious, but they had become tense, uncomfortable. It wasn’t good for either of you, and it certainly wasn’t good for three-year-old Charlie. Splitting up had been the best choice, even though it pained you both to admit it.

Bob had been adamant about a separation rather than a divorce. Ex-spouses of the military were still entitled to some benefits, but for Charlie’s sake and yours he wanted to remain legally married. You’d both agreed that if you met other people and got serious enough, a divorce would be back on the table. It hadn’t been the easiest decision, but now, laying in a hospital bed, you can’t help but feel grateful. And how many people can say their ex husband came rushing to their side in an emergency? 

Regret is already creeping up across your skin.

“I’m sorry,” you say softly, reaching to touch the back of his hand. Your fingers brush awkwardly against his skin where they protrude from your brace, but you can see the gesture means something to him–– his eyes shine a little sadly when he looks at you. He gives a faint shake of his head. 

“S’okay. Me too.”

Despite your best efforts to persuade him otherwise, Bob stays the night in your room, sleeping with his legs slung across a second chair the nurses had been kind enough to provide for him. (He’d apologized to the nurse he spoke to when he arrived, and she’d taken it rather graciously, all things considered. In her place, you’re pretty sure you would have had him thrown out.) You fall asleep fairly easily, exhaustion having taken its toll, but you wake up in the wee hours needing the bathroom. You press the call button, hoping it won’t wake your sleeping companion, but Bob rouses when Jermaine, one of the nurses, comes in. The whole bathroom song and dance is a process you certainly don’t enjoy, but you’ve gotten used to it over the past several hours. 

“Can’t get enough of me, huh?” Jermaine quips, walking to your bedside.

“I keep guzzling water when he’s not looking,” you say, nodding towards a still groggy Bob. Jermaine only laughs and pulls back the covers.

“All right, ready?” 

“Yep.” You grimace as he braces his hands beneath your armpits to help lift you up enough to get into your wheelchair. You sigh as Jermaine rolls you to the bathroom and braces an arm around your waist to help you onto the toilet. The door stands open, but you’re too drained to care–– besides, this isn’t anyone’s first rodeo.

You don’t see the way Bob’s eyes widen with worry. How he watches each maneuver carefully, filing it away in the back of his mind. The decision had been made before he walked through the door, really, but seeing you struggle only cements it. He doesn’t say anything as Jermaine helps you back to bed–– only a quiet thank you as the nurse leaves the room. He can talk to you about his plan tomorrow.

A low murmur of voices filters into your consciousness as you wake that morning, your eyes flickering open to see Bob standing with Dr. Alvarado, who will be performing your surgery. She notices you shifting in your bed and comes to your side, Bob following suit on the opposite, returning to his seat.

“Good morning, Mrs. Floyd,” she says warmly, “how are we feeling?” Your mouth is dry and you swallow thickly before responding.

“I’ve been better,” you rasp, wincing at the scrape of your voice. Bob is holding out a cup of water before you even have a moment to think, and you start to reach for it before faltering. In the fog of waking up, you’d almost forgotten.

“I’ve got it,” he says quietly, bringing it to your lips. You drink, far too worn out to protest.

“Your procedure is scheduled for 12:30 this afternoon. It’s about 8:15 right now. That’ll give you some time to rest before pre-op. I’ve also been told you have a special visitor, if you feel up for it.” Your heart lifts, and you can’t help but look expectantly up at Bob. 

“Charlie?” 

The hopeful lilt of your voice splinters something in his heart. He smiles, tight-lipped but genuine all the same, and nods. 

“Uh-huh. I know you said the plan was post surgery, but your mom called saying they were up and ready to go. I figured you’d want to see him.”

“Yeah,” you say, voice high and thin, “yeah I’d like that.” Dr. Alvarado smiles. 

“I’ll let them know. They’re all very anxious to see you.” You nod, tears slipping down your cheeks. Ordinarily, you try not to let Charlie see you crying. With the separation, you’ve been doing everything you can to be his rock. You remember how scary it was when you were a child to see your parents upset, or worse, hurt. But today, you don’t know if you’ll quite be able to manage it. Gracelessly, you swipe at the tears on your cheeks, but before long, Bob is at the ready again, tissue box extended toward you. You nod your thanks and clasp one in between your fingers. Blotting is much easier. 

You’ve just about gotten it together when the door opens again. 

“Mommy?” Charlie calls, and you hate how you can hear the frightened tremble of his voice. He makes it a few steps over the door jamb when he sees Bob. 

“Daddy!” For a heartbreaking moment, wide eyes dart between the both of you, unsure of where to run. 

“Go say hi to Daddy, sweetheart,” you say, heart swelling to see the reunion. Charlie beams and runs directly into Bob’s arms.

“Hey, big man!” he says, scooping Charlie off the ground in a strong embrace. “I missed you so much, little bear.” He presses a big kiss to your son’s cheek and is rewarded with a delighted giggle that has you crying again. Hurriedly, you dab at your eyes once more.

Your parents enter the room behind Charlie, your mother’s smile wavering and your dad’s brow furrowed. The braces make hugs awkward, but your parents’ presence is an enormous comfort.

“Charlie’s been very brave,” your father informs you. “And we’re all very glad you’re okay.”

“Me too,” you say wetly, wishing you could hold their hands. “I love you guys.”

You cast a glance over to your left, where Bob and Charlie are engaged in conversation, faces close together and voices hushed. Watching Bob parent has always made your heart ache, even now when things have fallen apart. He was meant to be a father, plain and simple. People who don’t know him might expect a Navy man to be gruff, tough on a child, especially a son. But Bob is all gentleness when it comes to your Charlie. He is patient and invested and even though you two aren’t together, it’s difficult to imagine parenting Charlie with anyone else. 

You tear your gaze away to talk with your parents, explaining what happened and asking about how Charlie has been coping over the course of the last few hours.

A few feet away, Bob has his son cradled close in his arms. 

“I was really scared,” Charlie confides in him, “but I gotta be brave for Momma.” Bob’s heart breaks just a little, and he smooths a hand over Charlie’s hair. Perhaps this instinct to protect is just built into the little boy– knowing you and Bob, that’s a distinct possibility. But Bob can’t help but worry it’s a result of the split. 

“You don’t have to be brave for Momma, honey,” he says softly. “That’s our job. Parents get to be strong for their kids, not the other way around. It’s okay to be scared when someone is hurt. And it’s also okay to express that. Especially with me and Mommy. And being strong doesn’t mean you can’t feel your feelings. In fact, being able to feel your feelings is a part of what makes a person strong, because some feelings are really hard.” Charlie listens to his father with rapt attention–– he always has. “But it’s important not to ignore them. Does that make sense?” He nods sagely when Bob is done talking.

Bob can’t help but smile, heart swelling with affection. It’s moments like these when he thinks he could leave it all if it meant getting to spend every second of every day with his baby boy. 

“Should we go say hi?” he asks, bouncing Charlie gently against his hip. Charlie nods, his gaze flickering over to you. 

Though you’re talking with your parents, you can’t take your eyes off of your son. Call it selfish, but ever since you’d been able to think straight you’ve wanted nothing more than to see him. You’re reaching out for him the second Bob starts towards you, but he gives you a look.

“With your leg?” he asks quietly, even though Charlie is right there in his arms.

“I still got one good one,” you quip,” and I think a hug is gonna help me get better much quicker. Besides, all my problems are below the knee— I’ll be fine.”

Bob has always had trouble saying no to you. 

“Be gentle, okay bud?” Charlie nods.

Carefully, he sets Charlie down in your lap, positioning him mostly on your uninjured right leg. 

“Hi baby,” you beam, the pain you’re in practically forgotten. “I’m so happy to see you!” Charlie snuggles immediately into your chest, eyes impossibly big when they look up at you. Tucking him under your arm is awkward, but you do it anyway.

“Hi Mommy,” he says quietly, like he’s afraid talking too loudly will hurt you.

“Hi,” you say again, matching his hushed voice, smile wider than it’s been for the duration of your stay. Bob stands slightly off to the side, feeling a little bit like an intruder. Still, he can’t help but watch the way your eyes sparkle when you look at your son. He’s never seen anything like it. 

A gentle hand on his shoulder catches his attention, and he turns to see your mother, her expression warm. He counts himself incredibly lucky that your parents don’t hate him. Sometimes he hates himself for what happened, and yet they still treat him like one of their own. The three of them exchange hushed greetings, each thanking one another for taking care of the two of you.

Over in your hospital bed, you’re playing with the ends of Charlie’s hair. He’s been telling you about everything that happened between yesterday afternoon and now, cheerily informing you of how much he cried and how he got to choose what he and your parents had for dinner last night. You drink in every detail with enthusiasm, grateful as ever for his enormous heart and his resilience.

“I was really scared,” he says softly after a moment. You nod.

“I bet. I was scared too.”

“Daddy says it’s okay to be scared.”

“Daddy’s right, baby. It’s more than okay to be scared. It’s important— it’s how our brains keep us safe.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. You know how I’m scared of snakes?” Charlie nods. “Well, not every single snake is dangerous, right? But there are some that are. And because my brain remembers that some snakes are dangerous, I get a little scared when I see them. That fear is my brain telling me to be careful and stay safe.”

“So I was scared because it’d be dangerous if you got hurt?”

“Kind of! It can also be scary to not know what’s happening, right? Because if you don’t know what’s happening, it’s hard to get ready to deal with it. And it can be scary to know that something sad might happen, because it’s hard to feel sad.”

“I don’t like feeling sad,” Charlie says, nodding his understanding.

“Me neither, baby bear. But today I’m not even sad, because you’re here.” Your son’s cheeks turn pink and he hides your face in his chest. Heart swelling with fondness, you cross your arms over his back in an awkward embrace and press a kiss to the top of his head.

“Is it okay if I’m a little sad?” he asks, voice muffled by your hospital gown.

“Of course it is, sweetheart. You gotta feel your feelings. And feelings don’t last forever; they change all the time, right?”

“Right.”

Out of sight, Bob swipes a few tears from his eyes. He’s always proud of Charlie, but he’s proud of you, too–– with three limbs freshly out of working order, you would be well within your rights to be out of sorts, but there you sit, still parenting admirably. Beautifully, even. Your father squeezes Bob’s shoulder and he looks up, almost a little startled. Your father smiles and the two men exchange a nod. 

Your mother steps over to your bed and pets a hand over Charlie’s hair.

“I think me and Grandpa are gonna go home for a little while, honey,” she says to him before looking at you and resting a hand on your shoulder. “Someone gave us a good scare yesterday and I don’t think either of us slept very well. We’re both a little worn out.” Suddenly, she seems to catch herself. “Unless you want us to stick around and––”

You shake your head and reach out an appreciative hand to cover hers.

“Go get some rest, Ma.” She nods.

“We will. But we’ll be back when you come out of surgery. Bobby told us he’d keep us updated.” Too tired to even think that far ahead, you nod. 

“Thanks for looking after Charlie,” you say, tangling your fingertips with hers.

“Well, that’s my pleasure,” she says, pressing a loud kiss to her grandson’s cheek. “And we can figure out next steps, we’ll find someone—“

“Mom,” you say softly, “let's just— can we take things one step at a time for now?” She nods–– the anxiety of it all reads clear on your face.

“You know, you’re right. Let’s get you through surgery first.” You nod, grateful. “We’ll see you soon, then.” Your mother smiles and turns to get her bag. Charlie giggles as his grandfather comes over to playfully jostle his shoulders.

“Be good for your mom and dad, okay kiddo?” Charlie nods eagerly.

“That’s my guy,” your dad says fondly, giving your son a hug before turning his attention to you. “You give ‘em hell in there.”

“What,” you laugh, “in surgery? Dad, it’s just my wrist; I’m gonna be fine.” He shrugs.

“Can’t hurt though, right?” he says lightly, but you can see a glimmer of anxiety in his eyes. He leans down to kiss your cheek and you return the gesture.

“Right,” you affirm, softening. “I love you, Dad. I’m gonna be okay.” Your dad gives a final nod and links arms with your mother as they leave the room. 

It’s so easy to forget that to him— to both your parents— you are still a child. Charlie is still so young, it feels impossible that he’ll ever be as old as you are now. Of course, you still marvel at the fact that he’s as big as he is; that he can walk and talk and do math equations and paint pictures. But it’s easier to manage how much he’s grown because you can still bundle him up in your arms and count on one hand how many birthdays he’s had. Maybe if you were having less of an emotional day, you’d be able to imagine what it’ll be like when he’s grown up, but you can feel tears welling up in your eyes again so you push the thought out of your mind.

“Mommy?” Charlie asks, bringing your attention back into the present.

“Mm?”

“Did Grandpa use a bad word because he’s very stressed?” Laughter sputters out of you before you can help it, and Bob raises an amused eyebrow.

“Yeah, baby,” you say, “I don’t think he was thinking very hard about which words he was choosing. He just meant that he wants my surgery to go well, that’s all.”

“It’s like telling someone to give it their all,” Bob explains, coming to sit down at your bedside again.

“It’s what Daddy does when he’s on a deployment,” you offer, curling your arm into something akin to a flexed muscle, “he gives ‘em heck.”

“And that’s what Momma’s body is gonna do when she’s in surgery. It’s gonna do everything it needs to do to keep her safe while she’s asleep.” Charlie looks between you two, worry creeping back into his features at the mention of the surgery.

“Hey,” you murmur, “I’m going to be okay, Charlie-bear. I promise. Sometimes things can go wrong during a surgery, but the likelihood of anything bad happening is very, very low.” Charlie nods, wide-eyed. “So there isn’t anything to worry about sweetheart. But it’s still okay to be scared, right?”

“Right,” comes his hushed reply. Your heart aches not to be able to soothe his anxiety, but you know there’s no sense in trying to talk him out of it–– especially in the wake of what you’ve been trying to teach him. Still, it seems to you that the rules shouldn’t apply to Charlie, with his delicate soul and enormous heart.

Bob lays a comforting hand on your son’s back and his little form immediately relaxes into the touch. The three of you sit in comfortable silence for a little while, but soon the door creaks open and Jermaine enters with a wheelchair.

“Is this Charlie?” he asks brightly. 

“It is!” you chirp. The boy in question looks up shyly. “Charlie, this is my friend Jermaine. He’s been helping me since I got to the hospital.”

“Your mom is a tough lady,” Jermaine says warmly, squatting to be closer to Charlie’s eye level. “I promise we’re gonna take very good care of her.” Charlie nods.

“Pinkie promise?” he asks, heartbreakingly earnest. Jermaine smiles.

“You got yourself a deal.” He locks his pinkie with Charlie’s and stands up. “I’ve gotta take Mom for a couple of tests before her procedure, and then we’re gonna take her off to surgery. But you’ll get to see her in a few hours when she wakes up, okay champ?” Charlie holds on to you a little tighter and peers up at his dad, who nods encouragingly.

“Okay.”

“Mom is very lucky to have people that care about her so much,” Jermaine says. “You should be proud.” A little divot of determination forms between Charlie’s brows and he nods. Bob starts to stand and Charlie clambers around to give you one last hug.

“I love you Mommy,” he says. You squeeze him as tightly as you can and press a big kiss to his cheek.

“I love you too, baby bear. I’m gonna see you so soon, okay?”

“Okay,” he says, a heartbreaking waver in his voice. You give him another kiss before Bob scoops him up again, and before you know it, Jermaine is wheeling you off into the hospital halls. 

Back in your room, Bob has Charlie wrapped up in a tight embrace.

“Everything’s gonna be okay, baby bear,” he coos, “everything’s gonna be okay.”

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ clancycucumber230 Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The next Rewind has landed: @clancycucumber230! Also, we have our first all Jake Seresin Rewind!

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fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Reader note: I’m an unapologetic Jake girl, although I’ve been dipping my toe in the water of Bob and Bradley recently. Jake’s character is so open, I love all the different ways he has been written by so many amazing authors. Not to mention Glen Powell is so god damn hot! Huge thank you to all writers in this fandom for your contributions!

can't unfeel that, @theharddeck FWB that have caught feelings. Really sweet and the breeding kink in this is off the charts hot.

Fruits of My Labor, @roosterbruiser I’m highlighting ‘Fruits of My Labor.’ It’s a heartbreakingly beautiful read. I would be remiss if I didn't mention The Fuck universe, though. This is a masterpiece with my favourite OC callsign Wisteria!

Hotshot, @topguncortez This first TGM smut I read. It’s rivals to lovers with electric banter and sexual tension. G has a masterlist that will rip your heart out and put it back together all at once. She’s also queen of the pregnancy trope.

Line of Sight, @top-hhun A three-parter ,featuring a reserved Jake protecting reader that flows into fake dating. It’s filled with sexual tension and possibility.

Operation Apollo, @sunlightmurdock This work isn’t complete yet but I have reread multiple times. Jake and Apollos’s growth from enemies to lovers to two people that just need each other is so natural. Throw in a shitty father, suspense and some smut smut smut and it’s a delicious read.

Slow Burn, @ereardon Jake gets Kate pregnant after a one night stand and it’s full of angst, love and dagger squad. Em is queen of the slow burn. Shes got a masterlist of my favourite tropes: pregnancy trope, Dad!Jake, Frat!Jake, Roomie!Jake, exes to lovers, plus Bob and Bradley series’ too. The OCs and settings she writes are also incredibly detailed. If I’m reading a book I can’t get into, this is where I go.

Teaching You Respect, @enchanting-eloquence Anything where Jake is taken down a peg by a strong woman is so SO good! This fic is cold shower amazing.

Terms of Endearment, @ohtobeleah TOE's Jake and Amilia are some of the best characters I’ve ever read. They have so much depth. Every time Leah answers a question about these two I have five more.

The Off-Season, @ereardon One of my most favourite series’. I’m so invested in these characters. They have the best banter and chemistry. Plus you can’t go wrong with the forbidden sibling trope!

Who Did This to You?, @justfandomwritings The first one shot I ever read. It’s got protective Jake with a new friend in need of help with her abusive ex.

I wish I could write, but I can’t, so here is a current read I’m absolutely loving:

Brother's Best Friend, @tongue-like-a-razor

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @Sagittarius-Lovewitch @mygyn @sweetwhispersofchaos @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @dingochef @moon42flight @thecitysgraveyard @ereardon @roosterforme @cherrycola27 @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner 

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ startrekfangirl2233 Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The Be Kind Rewind is back with @startrekfangirl2233! Star! You were so thoughtful in the presentation of your re-reads and so appreciative of the creators—thank you!

While we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to some of the OG content we love! And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

To keep this going throughout the summer, I'll continue to invite friends—other creators and readers—to share their lists. Stay tuned!

If you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me. The more, the merrier—let's keep this going as long as we can!

If you want to know when a new Rewind drops, join the tag list, and check out previous Rewinds!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

A Gun Amongst Daggers, Jake Seresin, @desert-fern This fic is amazing! What would you say if I told you that Jake finally met his match? That match is none other than SEALs Team Leader and the most badass bitch of them all, Bear. He's whipped. Whipped, I tell you. It's so refreshing to see Jake's soft side and to see his dynamic with a woman who knows exactly what she wants and how to go get it, too!

Ghost, Jake Seresin, @dakotakazansky Dakota Kazansky has a legacy behind her surname and her dad's blood runs through her veins. It's no surprise then that she ends up flying. On her journey to Top Gun, she meets one Jake. They're instant friends, but what happens when they take the jump from friends to something more?

Hang Your Halo, Jake Seresin, @mayhemmanaged This series is amazing! Secret missions, angst, fluff, smut and more?! Hell yes. Also, Jake and Beckham have one of the best relationships I've ever read!

Is It Working for You? (+ Roo x Baby Girl universe), Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme Alright, so next up, I want you all to meet the queen of the Roo-nicorns. Em is a unicorn of an author and a unicorn of a person. Everything she writes is amazing! With Roo and Baby Girl, she creates the richest, most beautiful universe I've ever read.

Landslide, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterbruiser So if you guys are in the Top Gun fandom at all, then you 100% should read Landslide. Millie is one of the best author's and sweetest people you'll ever interact with. And this story? It'll make you laugh, it'll make you cry, and it will 100% make you want to throttle some people.

Opposites Attract universe, Jake Seresin + assorted daggers, @topguncortez This series is amazing! G covers such a wide array of relationships so beautifully! Whether you read this for Coyote and Val, Jake and Shy!Wifey, Cerberus and Phoenix, or Dragon and Rooster, you will not regret it.

Red, White, and Rooster, Bradley Bradshaw, @cherrycola27 It's politics + the Daggers. But this AU has a sexy President Bradshaw and an equally sexy Vice President Seresin. This fic has its fair share of jaw-dropping, angst-inducing moments, and I loved every minute of this rollercoaster ride. Wise-woman is one of the most powerful female characters, and I adore her.

To-Do List collection, Jake Seresin, @thedroneranger In addition to curating this Be Kind Rewind, Jay is also one of the most amazing writers in this entire fandom. Her entire To-Do List collection is beautiful. Jake and Mrs. Seresin have a relationship that defies the ages and is way too damn sexy to boot. The chemistry these two have with each other? It's electric!

Creator's Own

Sometimes All You Need (A Getaway Car), Jake Seresin Jake's a getaway car driver and the sweetest man in the world in this series. I'm obsessed with him, and it's not just because I wrote him the way he is! 🤭

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @Sagittarius-Lovewitch @mygyn  @sweetwhispersofchaos  @horseshoegirl  @the-annoying-fan  @dingochef  @moon42flight @thecitysgraveyard @ereardon  @roosterforme  @cherrycola27 @galaxy-of-stories  @taytaylala12  @malindacath  @violyn20  @awildewit  @potato-girl99981  @shanimallina87  @blue-aconite  @djs8891  @linkpk88  @furiousladyking  @daggerspare-standingby  @princess76179  @jstarr86  @hecate-steps-on-me  @darkheartcherry  @soulmates8  @roosters-girl  @dempy  @roosterisdaddy36  @hangmanscoming  @s-u-t  @mavrellover91  @chicomonks @averyhotchner 

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ notroosterbradshaw Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

It's been a minute since I've posted a Rewind! My non-tumblr life has been bumping, so I haven't been quite as active.

However, I'm excited to present a Rewind from one of the first creators I read in this fandom. A few of their fics are on my Rewind. Without further ado: @notroosterbradshaw!

Cass is a tried and true Bradshaw Baddie™, so we have ourselves another all Bradshaw Rewind!

While we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love! And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

Let's keep this going throughout the summer, so if you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me. The more, the merrier!

If you want to know when a new Rewind drops, join the tag list, and check out previous Rewinds!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Creator's note: I have a tendency to re-read long fics. I can find it difficult to commit to new things (I watch the same tv shows over and over, and the same goes for fics). It’s a terrible personality trait.

Crossfire, @purelyfiction Crossfire was the first TGM fic I read... and I was baptised. There was no way to fight it and it inspired me to come back to writing after I stopped about five years back. I really love it, I highly encourage you to indulge if you've yet to.

Bradley x Smart Aleck universe, @gretagerwigsmuse You don't need to know how much I love SA and her crotchety old man, Bradley. Jordan's world is so immersive, a real relationship with real ups and down. J gets deep in there and doesn't hide or shy from anything. If you have yet to read i don’t know, blame the air force? what are you doing in this life (it was impossible to pick one)?

One For The History Books, @pisupsala Holy jeepers, if you haven’t read Mila's delicate, poignant and truly adoring words, you've missed the point of this fandom. Just so truly special. I read One for The History Books upon completion and binged it like a novel, it feels like home for me.

What's in a Name?, @sometimesanalice Alexa's one of the most talented writers. Her reader and Bradley's world makes you so delirious/high, I just love it so damn much (and Alexa). Please go read What’s in a Name?

Remember You Even When I Don’t, @beyondthesefourwalls Alli's Forgetful Boy in Remember You Even When I Don’t... Oh my God, she knows I go a bit bonkers for it and had to deal with a lot of squee’s and keyboard smashes in both reblogs and messages. Sorry, darling heart.

White Christmas, @bradshawsbitch Alex's work is a constant re-read for me, and I have begged for a follow-up series of potential pilot or airline host reader and Bradley. The first few paragraphs of white christmas is like I'm sitting right there, in between reader and Bradley, the smartass pilot.

Creator's Own

It’s Only My Heart (Save Yourself) I think there is a misconception that I only write one series ha! But this fic is my first love. I adore writing about Bradley Bradshaw in love and the world's most perfect partner, but I also love writing about him with all his faults and spiralling on his wedding day.

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @Sagittarius-Lovewitch @mygyn @sweetwhispersofchaos @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @dingochef @moon42flight @thecitysgraveyard @ereardon @roosterforme @cherrycola27 @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner 

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪ sylviebell Edition!

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

Omg, I am so excited for this list because it's BURSTING with Natasha content! Ahh! @sylviebell, I could kiss you! Thanks for coming into my dms and wanting to publish a Rewind.

While we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love! And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

Let's keep this going throughout the summer, so if you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me. The more, the merrier!

If you want to know when a new Rewind drops, join the tag list, and check out previous Rewinds!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Bruised Knuckles, Natasha Trace, @lt-natrace Okay I know violence is never the answer, but Nat punching someone in your honor isn’t a bad answer, right? It’s also a super hot one.

Is It Working For You?, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme I have to admit I was late to the Is It Working For You? game, but no list is complete without Roo and Baby Girl. They need no explanation. I could (and will) read about them forever.

Mommy Kink, Natasha Trace, @dreamersparacosm This one is so good. It’s so hot and the smut is so artfully done. It also actually is what gave me the inspiration for my Phoenix exes to lovers fic.

Rise, Natasha Trace, @ofstoriesandstardust Phoenix and Hangman’s sister. What more do I really need to say?

Soft Touch, Natasha Trace, @bobfloydsbabe Nat and Cecily have me in a chokehold. I get butterflies just thinking about them. Their pining is top tier and they are my everything.

Tailspin, Mickey Garcia, @joaquinwhorres I fully believe Anna is one of the best writers on tumblr and if I could experience reading something for the first time again I would want it to be Tailspin. Her scene setting is incredible, her characterization is amazing, and the way she weaves a story together is downright insane. 

Talk to Me, Natasha Trace, @autumntouched Nobody writes Phoenix like Autumn does. She understands her so well and Talk to Me is such an amazing dive into her character post uranium mission. It will forever be one of my favorite stories.

would you like to go with me, honey, take a run down to the beach, Natasha Trace, @tulipsbymybed Sinfully delicious in every way I think is the best way to describe this one. The perfect beach day exists and this is it.

you don't know how to keep your business clean, Jake Seresin + Natasha Trace, @coyotesamachado I didn’t know I needed a Sugar Mommy Nat until I read this and I haven’t been able to stop needing one since.

Creator's Own

stop making the eyes at me (i don't really want you to), Natasha Trace I debated it a bit but I decided to rec my OG Top Gun fic. I’m pretty proud of it for a first story I’ve ever written and I still enjoy exploring Phoenix and Kelsea’s relationship milestones sometimes.

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern@Sagittarius-Lovewitch @mygyn @sweetwhispersofchaos @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @dingochef @moon42flight @thecitysgraveyard @ereardon @roosterforme @cherrycola27 @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner 

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.