#this gives me Hangster vibes...

[tgmsunmontue]

ALT text: I'm sorry I hurt your feelings when I called you stupid. I really thought you already knew.

[yeagrave]

hey cowboy~

[x]

[indybob]

Married hangster energy

[ebimdae22]

Top Gun Maverick characters as random photos in my camera role (again)

Rooster to Hangman

Phoenix

Slider

I know he’s not even in TGM but just give me this one

Omaha

Maverick

Cyclone about Mav

[autismnation]

“and you make sure i eat today” ok but like what if i PUNCHED A WALL

[natashatrace]

discord said hangster pioneer au and my brain went ‘a vibe!!!!’

historical accuracy does not exist here, 850 words written for funsies || daily create 7/365

“It’s dangerous, you know,” Bradley says quietly, carrying the pot of freshly warmed water to the tub in the corner of the room. “The journey west. Even more perilous when you’re trying to make it alone.”

Jake winces as another pulse of pain shoots up the length of his leg, masking it quickly as Bradley glances back at him over one shoulder. The cabin’s grown colder around them with the loss of sunlight, but Jake finds that the warmth in Bradley’s brown eyes eases the chill he can feel on the back of his neck.

“The fencing outside is new,” Jake points out, watching with sharp eyes as Bradley dips one hand into the water to test the temperature. “I take it you haven’t been here long? Maybe it’s you that couldn’t make the full trip yourself?”

Bradley’s mouth quirks up sadly, throat working as he swallows and stands to his full height again, drying his fingers off on the rough fabric of his pants. “Like I said,” he murmurs quietly, eyes shifting to the small table near the bed on the other side of the cabin, “it’s a perilous journey.”

Jake’s eyes follow and his breath catches at the sight of photos on the table. Hesitantly, he says, “You were making the trip. With someone.”

“With my mother,” Bradley replies, nodding. “She fell ill and I didn’t see much reason to go any farther than where I am.”

Jake swallows. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

Bradley clears his throat, glancing back at the tub and then at Jake. “You’ll be next if you don’t clean the wound on your leg,” he says, pointing at the blood-stained fabric clinging to Jake’s calf. “I’ll get a fresh towel for you and give you some privacy.”

Jake blows out an anxious breath, shaking his head. “Wait, I’m — I’m terrible with blood.”

“Are you now?” Bradley asks, grinning ruefully. “How is it that you planned on making the trip out west alone if you’re afraid of a little blood, Jacob?”

“I’m not afraid,” Jake snaps. “It’s just much safer for a man like me to head west than to stay on my father’s farm.”

“A man like you,” Bradley repeats, head tilting. “Meaning…”

Despite the ache in his calf, Jake spreads his thighs wider, able to see the way Bradley’s eyes slowly fall to track the movement. Even in the dim lighting of the oil lamps between them, he can see the way Bradley’s lips part. “Meaning exactly what you think it does.”

When Bradley moves again, it’s with a cautious step toward where Jake sits at the small table. “Or maybe what I’m hoping it does.”

“They say we’re all just dreamers heading out west, right?” Jake says, sitting up a little straighter as Bradley kneels at his feet.

Bradley’s fingers tenderly pull at the fabric of Jake’s pants, loosening it around his calf. His gaze lifts to meet Jake’s as he curls both hands around the boot on his bad leg. “They do,” he nods, not breaking eye contact as he works the other boot off as well. “What do you have to say to that, Jacob?”

“Jake,” he corrects gently. “Call me Jake. Please.”

Bradley smiles. Scoots a little closer on his knees as he reaches for the buckle of one of the suspenders Jake’s wearing. “What do you have to say to that, Jake?”

Jake clears his throat softly, lifting a hand to rest over Bradley’s where it’s warm atop his thigh. “I say you should dare to dream, Bradley.”

Bradley’s smile widens. Jake finds that he can’t help but return it.

“I can help you wash up,” Bradley offers, sliding his free hand beneath the pant leg of Jake’s injured leg. He rubs a thumb over Jake’s ankle, calloused against the thin skin over bone, and Jake shudders. “If you’d like.”

“I would,” Jake says, nodding. “I’d like that very much.”

//

For all the calluses on Bradley’s hands, his touch is incredibly tender.

Jake sinks into the warmth of the water, eyes falling closed as he carefully tips his head back against the edge of the basin. He can feel Bradley’s fingers working to carefully scrub away the dried blood on his calf, massaging the muscle there and drawing a sigh from Jake’s exhausted body.

“It isn’t too deep, thankfully,” Bradley tells him, voice low. “Still. Better that you stopped to rest it for a night.”

Jake’s eyes open, focusing on Bradley through the haze of steam rising from the water. “Y’think I need to rest it longer? Give it more time to heal?”

Bradley grins, but doesn’t look away from Jake’s leg. The arms of his shirt have been pushed up over his elbows, but Jake can see the fabric has still gotten wet from the water, clinging tighter now to the muscles beneath. “Is this you taking advantage of my generous hospitality?”

“Among other things,” Jake replies. “If you’d like.”

Bradley smirks. Slides a hand farther up Jake’s leg, much higher than the cut goes. “I would,” he says, eyes darkening. “I’d like that very much.”

[hangmanbradshaw]

I once read an Hangster AU of a heavily tatted non pilot Bradley getting together with aviator Jake pre-canon and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about tattooed Bradley since. I really think the lack of fics with this specific characterization is criminal. Just thought I’d mention that in case you were looking for inspiration 😇

Ooooooooh intriguing. 🤔 You come to me on this day and bring me wonderful inspo. 😆 I love tattoos (I have a lot) and I can’t believe I haven’t thought about this yet? I need to ponder it some more, but stick with me here. I’m thinking Jake as a scientist in Antarctica. Bradley is the survival/wilderness expert for the research base. Tatted, rough and tough Bradley vibes. And then you’ve got Jake- raised wealthy, went into stem, kinda an asshole cuz he’s only focused on his research and thinks Bradley’s “rules” get in the way. Obviously there would be a scene where they end up stuck out somewhere together. Bradley’s hurt and Jake has to use the skills Bradley taught him. Cue “how did you know to do that?” And Jake giving him a look “I do actually pay attention to all that shit you say.”

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

Here are a few Latin American songs that remind me of Jake Seresin because this fandom needs for Latin American music

And yes they’re all about break ups or similar things because when I say Jake Seresin I mean Hangster

Tu falta de querer by Mon Laferte, Jesus Christ this is his song, Jake wondering how Bradley could ever stop loving him hurts me beyond comprehension

Lo que construimos by Natalia Lafourcade, literally made for Hangster

Si tu me quisieras by Mon Laferte, SHE JUST IS JAKE OK?!

No me hables de sufrir by Los Bunkers, angry Jake after their break up

Mi buen amor by Mon Laferte, Jake and Bradley thank you

Rosas by La oreja de Van Gogh, waiting for roses from Bradley 😭

La gata bajo la lluvia by Rocio Dúrcal, it has such a sad tone cause he’s so sad and he wants to hate Bradley but he’s still in love

Amarrame by Mon Laferte, it’s just hangster starting their relationship when it’s still playful and they can’t really admit all their feelings

Beso by Jósean Log, its such a good song for like before they started dating, when they were still flirting and it was like so much tension

Abrazado a tí by Kevin Kaarl, THE PAIN MY GOD

Tu te vas by Jósean Log, this gives me more Bradley vibes honestly

That’s my contribution to the fandom today

[elwenyere]

hi elwen!! for the WIP title game, would you share more about How To Shoot Somebody Who Outdrew You? (which I do specifically hear to the tune of the kd lang cover lol)

Hello brigit, my dear!!! Thank you so much for the ask. Titles are from this WIP game.

"How to Shoot Somebody Who Outdrew You" is a Top Gun WIP that started as a deleted scene from a different, Hangster fic called Kick the Tires and Light the Fires. I was writing a scene set during The Mission (in the time between when Jake hears Bradley get shot down and when he realizes Bradley's still alive), and I wrote some interactions between Jake and Natasha on the carrier deck, with the idea that she would be the one to help Jake figure out how to launch and fly cover for Bradley and Mav. I really liked the scene that resulted, but I felt like the vibe between Jake and Natasha was SO charged that it would actually have overloaded that particular fic, which didn't otherwise have much Natasha. So I thought...well, what if there were another fic where the triangular dynamics among Jake, Bradley, and Natasha were the focus?

I'm still filling out what I think will be a 5+1 structure (5 go-arounds + 1 final approach), but here's the scene that became the seed for the story:

“Hangman,” she says. “Seresin. Hey, come on, man.”

He looks up, tries to bring her face into focus.

“He came to me,” he blurts out. “Before the mission. He asked me for help, and I turned him away. I turned him away. Nat…did I kill him? Did I -”

He can’t finish. His chest aches. He’s choking.

“No.” Her hands are on his face, her nails scraping under the padding of his helmet. “Don’t fucking say that. Don’t - there was nothing you could do, Jake. I’m the one who - I was there, and I heard him get hit, and I - oh God.”

A noise thrashes free of her throat, and Jake grabs for her hands, clutches them in his own.

“Phoenix,” he says. “Hey, Phoenix.”

Stay with me, he wants to say - nonsensically, because he hadn’t realized she was with him before. Don’t leave me alone with this. Don’t let it break you.

And there’s too much aluminum and steel in between them, but her palms are strong on the hinges of his jaw, and Jake holds on.

“Jake,” she starts, but whatever she was planning to say is cut off by the radio coming back to life:

“Sir, we’re receiving a signal from Rooster’s ESAT.”

Jake and Natasha lock eyes. Jake’s pulse settles. His mind goes still and clear.

“The catapult -” he starts.

“I’m on it.”

“I’ll need the deck crew.”

“I’ve got it. Run the start-up.”

She drops from view as Jake’s hands fly over the control board, and then she darts back into his periphery, one hand fisting in the strap across his suit.

“Hangman,” she says. “You both come back. You hear me? You both come home.”

Jake looks at her, feels the weight her grip gives to the world, and he grins.

.....

Thank you again for the ask, my dear!!! And the kd lang cover is 👌👌👌 vibes for this.

[welcometololaland]

Fandom Holiday Gifts

Day 4 - Reblog 3 Artworks

(Don't look at me I still haven't done day 2!)

I tried to find 3 artworks I hadn't seen before from each of my fandoms and I ended up with four hehe!

iconic hard deck vibes (hangster, tgm) by @beezelarts

(very) pretty good team (tarlos, 911 lone star) by @whatsintheboxmh

pulling carlos in for a kiss (tarlos, 911 lone star) by @h50europe

i'm so grateful you're here (firstprince, rwrb) by @orkazh-arts

check them out, they're so pretty! i reblogged them, so you can find them all on my feed under this post <3

HERE'S THE ORIGINAL POST IF YOU WANT TO PARTICIPATE IN FANDOM HOLIDAY GIFT GIVING!

(you definitely don't have to do it, or every day. it's totally at your discretion!).

Progress under the cut

[redfurrycat]

Hey, why does almost everyone dislike Charlie in this fandom? They don't have a problem with Carole though.

Hello Anon :)

If you expect me to talk about what people in the fandom think, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you. :(

I can't say I keep track, even with my favourite thing to talk about (aka Hangster)... I mostly keep to my bubble with 'some outside' interactions. 😃

Hardly someone who'd know about how to answer your question on a more global level.

That being said, I can talk about MY vision of Charlie??? :)

I'll put everything under the cut. ;)

First and foremost, I'll say it's been A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST watch the Top Gun movie, from the beginning to the end.

I keep watching the same scenes over and over again, aka the 'you're the one' and the final dogfight scenes. Mainly.

Why? Because Goose's death and the subsequent trauma from Mav and Carole makes me sob, and I don't can't deal with these particular scenes...

So, as I said, it's mostly me watching parts of scenes.

My vision of Charlie is heavily based on fics then. And from the ones I've read, she has generally the role of the ex/bitter-ex/evil person...

(One of the reason I'd like to be able to watch the movie again, it's so that I can see Charlie from the canon movie point of view...)

The way I remember her from the movie is that her scenes with Mav made me cringe... And I kept thinking why is there another blonde while Mav ALREADY HAS HIS BLONDE (Mister Iceman)?!

All this didn't endear her to me... (Again. A rewatch is a must to erase any previous misconceptions and see her with fresher eyes.)

Carole though? Impossible not to love that woman! She is so perfect with Goose and Mav! We awe at her relationship with her husband and brother/best friend and then cry with her after Goose's death.

In contrast, Charlie just seemed to be in the way to me... Like siriusly to me the movie ends with Ice sunny-smiling at Mav! xD

So, I'm not really into the romantic aspect of Charlie/Mav... I MUCH PREFER the pennymav from the TGM movie!!!

HOWEVER, I think I love Charlie as a character only. She had the potential of being a strong female character, but again the cringe-vibes of the romantic scenes kinda erase that...

MY favourite headcanon is that Mav and Charlie remain in very good terms, and become close friends after 1) Mav realises he loves Ice. 2) Charlie comes out as a lesbian. ((I ship Charlie with Penny. BADASS WOMEN AHOY!!!!!!! *heart eyes* They'd be so cute together.) I like Charlie (and Penny) being protective over Mav and listening to him pining about Ice (the shovel talk is quite brutal! xD). Offering sensible advice too. Also talking with him about technical stuff. These two are both smart!!!!! Mav would in return be a guard dog, protecting Charlie from unwanted eyes at the Bar where Penny works. After all, he's the one to introduce both his exes, he's the perfect wingman to his ladies!!!! :D

Final words are. The way YOU consider Charlie is a-okay, so is the way I see her and the way the fandom sees her.... :)

Sorry my babble can't exactly give you the answer you're looking for! ;)

Have a good day, Anon! :)

[8em-em-em8]

I can't, for the life of me, settle on a dynamic for Hangster as a family (with kids I mean) because I saw those videos of Glenn Powell with his nieces and i would like to give Hangman that type of golden retriever caring vibe, but i don't know if it would work too well with his personality (especially because I'm pretty much convinced this man is like, the last one of at least 4 kids, with ideally two or three big sisters, so he's probably already an uncle but he's a spoiled bratt, you know?)

And then you have rooster, who would be the mother-hen of the two. Look at miles Teller

He has no kids (yet?) And he already looks so much like a Dad!!

So i don't know if and easy going hangman and an a constantly worried rooster would work...

[indybob]

🔥Scorching Hot Hangster Take🔥

Jake and Bradley are fully vers in the bedroom—let me explain. I totally get the bratty/bossy bottom vibes from Jake but I just can’t believe he’s strictly a bottom. I think the fandom should consider ✨Bratty Bottom Bradley✨ more often!

In the movie, Bradley has this perpetually annoyed energy around Jake while training and in the debriefs and it just gives “put me in my place” energy to me, idk why. I just don’t see anything in the movie to suggest either one of them are strictly top or bottom in the bedroom.

Considering this, I think Bradley is just as much a bratty/bossy bottom as Jake is, and I can’t be convinced otherwise. And with their dynamic, I just know they each like to give to each other as good as they get in the bedroom.

Y’all can fight me on this, I’ll die on this hill

[crinkled-emotions]

OK ok ok ok I'm TRYING to remain calm over the puppy (lol not working)

It can me a prompt idea. I don't know if you're taking on requests still.....

Bradley's childhood dog that Mav had kept over the years passes away a couple of months after the mission and him and Mav making up so B did get some time with him. (Yeah the dog was a very good healthy boy that lived to about 20😅) And then I'm thinking maybe Hangster vibes, Jake buys him this puppy to cheer him up 😭😭🥰🥰

Quick little one while I work on the Slider fic from March (I know, I'm crying about it too, I am in the process of getting some shit sorted and I kept getting writer's block)

Funny story, my childhood dog was a mutt and he actually lived until he was seventeen. He survived being lost in Melbourne, a fight with a bulldog (which he actually won?) and being run over by a tractor. His name was Jack and I miss him sm but now I have Boss who is the biggest shithead ever (see: video of him yowling and then getting zoomies)

Brisket is... potentially the cutest puppy I've ever seen (I'm only saying that because I didn't know my dog until he was 6 months old lmao, I may continue to be biased) and I feel like he matches the shithead energy (affectionate) Glen has deep down... anyway! On to the fic!

CW: the passing of a beloved pet

-

"Holy shit, Jet's still here?!"

Bradley dumped his duffel bag on the floor and barrelled over to the dog asleep on Maverick's kitchen floor, gently kneeling and extending his hand first just in case the dog didn't recognise him. Instead of getting a growl or maybe even a head lift, the dog lazily thumped his tail and stretched out.

"Jet is nearly sixteen, his hearing is pretty much gone and before I left he walked into my leg."

Maverick's own luggage hit the floor and he made his way over, pressing a kiss to Rooster's hair and then heading for the kitchen. Jet's ears pricked up and he was gone in seconds, trotting off to follow Maverick in hopes of some kitchen scraps. Rooster trailed after him, taking a seat at the island and accepting the cheese sandwich passed to him. He pretended not to see the spare piece "dropped" to the floor where Jet was sitting at his godfather's feet.

"I didn't think he was still alive," Bradley murmured between bites of sandwich. Maverick hummed, reaching down to give the older dog a pat.

"Well, I'd say he knew you'd come home when you were ready, and he wanted to see that."

Maverick then glanced up at Rooster, and rounded the corner to hug him.

"Glad you're home, kid," he murmured.

"Thanks for letting me back in, Mav."

-

As per usual, Jake was wearing his usual shit-eating grin when Bradley got home, sitting on their couch with a book, the football on in the background and a beer in his lap. Peak Seresin behaviour.

"Hey, baby. How was Mav?"

"Uh, good, my dog from right before I left is still alive."

"Jet?"

Jake tossed the book to the coffee table, carefully putting his beer down to extend his arms to his boyfriend. They kissed and then Bradley flopped down beside him, taking the beer for himself.

"Yeah, did I ever tell you the story of Jet?"

"Getting childhood stories from you is like pulling teeth, Roos," Jake replied. That got him a glare, followed by an eye roll and then Bradley leaned into his side.

"So, my mom, she died when I was fifteen, right? And I wasn't coping all that hot. Mav was getting called away on deployments because he can't follow the rules and I think he worried that me staying with Ice all the time was displacing... so one night he comes home after work with this puppy. It pissed everywhere and I'm pretty sure he chewed at least three pairs of Mav's boots, but Jet was what I needed when talking to people or even thinking of going to a therapist would be enough to send me into a panic attack."

"I didn't know you were that anxious," Jake murmured, reaching over to push his fingers through Bradley's curls.

"I'm not; it was the grief and I was constantly moving between Mav's, Ice's, even Penny's, once, when Mav and Ice were in the shit together."

"I can't even imagine- wait... the Ice? As in Iceman?"

"Yes, Jake. Keep up, babe."

-

Sitting in Maverick's kitchen, there was silence. Jake, Bradley and Maverick were all in various positions, but Jake had a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder and Maverick was waiting for what he was thinking was going to be another fight.

"Was it quick?" Bradley asked quietly. Maverick nodded, eyes on the floor. Despite knowing he wasn't in trouble, the worst feeling in the world was Bradley being upset with him and Bradley was giving off those vibes.

"He went in his sleep, the vet said. It was age, he wasn't in pain."

"I need him," Bradley murmured. Jake rubbed between his shoulders, sighing as he turned to Maverick.

"Have you already buried him?"

"I was waiting for you two to get here."

Jet was gone. After sixteen years, he was gone. Bradley was staring at the island counter, brows furrowed, and he finally glanced up at Mav.

"Let's just do it now, what's another one to bury?"

"Roo-"

"-Bradley-"

He held up a hand, effectively stopping his boyfriend and godfather.

"No, let's just do it."

-

It had been a couple of months, and whilst he'd given Bradley some time to grieve, Jake was getting the itch to get him a little surprise... no, not the sexy surprise, hEY- get your head out of the gutter! Before Bradley found out Jet was still alive they'd been talking about getting a pet once they'd moved in together properly. Jake had been more or less living at Bradley's for almost a year, so when his lease came up for renewal he didn't hesitate to cancel it at Bradley's insistence that he move in for real. Jake was surprised at how much Jet's passing had affected his boyfriend, but he understood the underhanded grieving of his mother all over again that was associated with the pet. He didn't want to overstep, but- well. It just so happened a local shelter was having an adoption drive over the weekend while Bradley went to an event with Maverick for TOPGUN. Perfect timing, if you ask him.

"B, you home?"

"Here."

Bradley waved from the desk in the living area, huffing at the computer in front of him. He was working through some documents by the look on his face, and Jake cleared his throat as he knelt on the ground to put the item in his arms down.

"I, uh, went to the store."

"What, did you forget cheese again? You know how I feel about cheese."

"Yeah, I also know how your stomach feels about cheese. Admit you're lactose intolerant already."

Bradley closed the laptop and wheeled around before Jake was even slightly ready and immediately his eyebrows shot up.

"The store, huh?"

"I never said which store," Jake grinned. He glanced up at Bradley, sending him a cautious smile.

"This little guy doesn't have a name, and he's not to replace Jet, but I felt like the house had been a little too quiet lately- oof! Oh, okay, this is nice. Hey, can you hug the puppy too? I think he'd like that."

Bradley pulled away from Jake's shoulder to give him a kiss, and then knelt by the tiny puppy yapping at their feet.

"Hey, hey, shhhhhh..."

The dog darted around his feet before Bradley carefully caught him and lifted him to his chest, grimacing at the wet licks on his neck.

"The first time Mav ever picked up Jet, the dog pissed all down his shirt," he murmured, laughing to himself. Jake snorted, leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek.

"Do you want to give him a name?"

"What do you think?"

"Well, you named Jet after your love for the air, so..."

Jake beamed.

"Oh, I think I know the perfect name."

-

"Oh my god, look at you! Hi Roo- gimme the puppy, holy shit!"

Phoenix darted around Rooster's offer of a hug when he opened the door, taking the puppy from his arms and giving kisses to his nose. The puppy yapped and his tail was wagging a million miles an hour at the excitement.

"B! Is that the dog again?"

Jake came down the stairs, rounding the corner to look for the puppy.

"Hey, Tooster! C'mere, dude!"

The puppy barker from Phoenix's arms. She couldn't help the way she gaped between her best friend and Hangman, before she smirked.

"Jake, you didn't."

"I did, but I'd like some clarification on what exactly I did."

"Rooster and Tooster?"

"He goes by Toaster a majority of the time, he burns energy and farts all the damn time so the house is full of hot air."

Phoenix stifled a snort, and then buried her face into the puppy's fur to stop laughing. Jake and Bradley exchanged a look, and then Bradley smacked his ass on his way to the kitchen.

"He loves cheese, and naps, and doing zoomies around Jake's feet in the kitchen."

"Ha, Roos, he's you."

"I'm not allowed to discuss the resemblance, I get sex-iled," Jake grumbled.

-

[nimuetheseawitch]

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

L: Aiden Ford was too good for this world and his whole idea about infiltrating and taking out a hive ship and hooking the team on the enzyme was actually a pretty decent plan. A little morally bankrupt, but pretty enterprising for a butter bar LT who ran off into the unknown with a nasty drug addiction.

O: I shuffled my library and got Don't Rush by Tegan and Sara. The Top Gun brain rot is strong, so this is giving me Hangster vibes because of the lines I sing to find my other (giving obvious Rooster vibes) and you move so fast/I need to rush (giving obvious Rooster talking about Hangman vibes).

S: Hmm, personal headcanons. For you, my friend, I will give you a Lireal headcanon. This is probably pretty common, but I headcanon Lireal as aro/ace. She's just not interested in it really, although I'm fine with her canon pairing with Nick. She likes him well enough and isn't necessarily opposed to being in a relationship - she just wouldn't ever pursue one otherwise. But they're going to be interesting nerds together for sure. They both want to know the why of everything.

T: Of course as soon as I start thinking about this, all headcanons completely escape my head. I'm usually pretty flexible about headcanons and often hold conflicting ones at the same time. Ooooh, found one. John Sheppard knows how to sew. And generally a lot of my military background blorbos because this is a necessary life skill. But John Sheppard is most fun because he grew up wealthy and would've had people for that before he was on his own. Also, shout out to the origin of this headcanon theme: William Laurence in Temeraire, and my multitude of feelings about him and textile arts that have been talked out ad nauseum on NonBinaryStars' Compass series of fics.

[brdshwed]

@fyrewalks asked: 1. OTP(s) for your muse?

Mun shipping related questions | accepting!

COMING AS AN ABSOLUTE SURPRISE TO LITERALLY NO ONE. . .hangster. sereshaw. hangman and rooster, bradley and jake. whatever you wanna call them. i literally came into the fandom shipping these two without even knowing who they are and when i saw their dynamic oh my god was it perfect. it's just so hard NOT to ship these two? from the moment they interact in the bar scene, you can just see the romantic and sexual tension between rooster and hangman. from their call and response, "bradshaw, as i live and breathe." "hangman, you look good." "i am good rooster, i'm very good." i will never stop quoting this ever i WILL be annoying about this shut up. to the passing glances they give each other. rooster was literally staring at hangman's lips, captivated while hangman was talking. not to mention rooster gave hangman his callsign in the script AND hangman's font on his helmet is LITERALLY called bradley.

it's obvious that they had some history in the past and it makes it so INTERESTING. there's just so much you can do with them in terms of plot and its never boring. they have such conflicting personalities and personal issues they have to work through before being able to fully commit to a relationship but i feel like it just works with them. they give off such exes to lovers or right person but wrong time vibes and i love it. and the mission, oh my GOD the mission. the way the camera pans to jake when he hears dagger two is down?? the absolute misery and heartache on his face??? you can't tell me he's not regretting not telling rooster how he feels about him before his 'death'. they should've hugged at the end of the movie idc.

another reason why hangster is just so dear to me is that its my girlfriend's favorite ship and i literally watched tgm and mused rooster JUST to ship with her. only for me to fall in love with his character and make him into my comfort muse lmfao.