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Sneaking on in to leave you good vibes for the coming weekend, hope you have the best few days 🪭✨✨✨✨
That's so sweet, thank you!!! Sending tons of good vibes back your way! And sprinkling it on everyone who needs it along the way!
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Back on my slightly political - ish analyzing of Top Gun bullshit, but like. You know. We could probably say something about how in both of Icemav's confrontations on base (about Cougar and after the first Hop) they are positioned the same way. Namely, in a way where Mav's US flag patch is clearly visible, while Ice's is not.
It's just interesting, you know. Very much drives home the point that Mav's supposed to represent that "all-American" guy ("all-American cheerfull burger" to quote the novelization, because I do like that quote). Ice's own shoulder patch is clearly inspired by the flag, but it's not the actual thing and it doesn't stand out as much surrounded by the two others - his American-ness doesn't matter as much, because as I regularly theorize, he moreso represents the Russians/Soviets, the other side of the Cold War.
They stand the same way at the deck after Layton but Mav's flag isn't there anymore, because NOW the part that matters most is that they're shaking hands, that they're on the same side, that they're allies.
Also, if I can get even more unhinged about this (just a teensy bit), I have an even less plausible theory that Mav in those two upper scenes is kinda supposed to represent the whole American military and Ice yelling at him is a metaphor for people hating the military after Vietnam. Because Top Gun DID help rehabilitate its image after the war, and Mav's someone you're meant too root for and empathize with. But this one really shouldn't be taken seriously at all.
Frantically screamingWAIT WAIT WAIT As tumblr refreshes and the Most beautiful piece of fan art i’ve ever seen DISAPPEARS
Half Agony, Half Hope
TGM | Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw/Jake "Hangman" Seresin | M | 11.5k
In the dying days of 1944, Bradley Bradshaw finds Lieutenant Jake Seresin in a hospital bed, immobile, angry, and marred by the scars of war.
As an unlikely friendship forms and the extent of Jake’s injuries begin to materialize, Bradley finds himself confronting two immutable truths—the cost of loneliness, and the price of hope.
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And for the blonde man, perhaps some torture?
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Yesterday I took time off from working on a big commission to draw this instead.
I wish I could put him in a little jar for safekeeping <3 he is once again in blue
I had the basic sketch scribbled since I first drew Mav and finally getting around to finish it feels amazing, especially since I'm super happy w how it looks now. I'm a burnt out, anxious mess but every now and then I make art like that and remind myself of just how much I love drawing. It's very simple, I'm not sure many people will like it but omg I proud of it.
Bonus bare chested version because I drew it so I'm not keeping it hidden forever
ask a crumb of me
Hangster | Explicit | 1/7 chapters Fake dating, mutual pining, Dad!Jake, post-canon, slow burn, idiots in love, eventual smut
"I just don't want to show up and have everyone feel bad for me because I'm single, alone, and pathetic," Jake admits in a rush, taking a sip of his beer to stop any other truths from escaping their cage at the back of his throat.
One of Rooster's eyebrows quirks, his mustache twitches, "But you are single, alone, and pathetic."
"You're such a fucking asshole," Jake says, kicking his shin with a socked foot. "I don't know why everyone likes you so much."
"Because I might be an asshole, but I'm also very charming," Bradshaw grins at him. It's true, even if it annoys Jake to no end. "Why don't you bring someone?"
Jake gestures around the kitchen, "See anyone for me to take?"
"Dating is a thing that you're allowed to do," Bradshaw offers, annoyingly sincere. "Maybe I could help solve your problem."
"What? Are you going to set me up on a series of dates until I find Miss or Mister Right?" Jake asks, rolling onto his side to look at Bradshaw. He's looking back already, mouth quirked up at the side.
"I might not be Mister Right, but I'm free in October and I love an all inclusive," Bradshaw shrugs as best as he can laying on the floor. "What do you say, Seresin? Want a date to your exes wedding?"
Jake blue screens, his entire brain goes completely blank for a second before coming back online, "You want to go to my exes wedding with me? In Mexico? For a week?"
Chapter 1
fake relationship but its a king and his concubine that was once an amazing soldier but he couldn’t go up the ranks for whatever reason so the king was like listen. hear me out. you can be my strategy dude. u just gotta be okay w walking around shirtless a lot. and soldier dude is like man that’s an UPSIDE and yknow they end up falling in love
some idiot advisor: I can’t believe his majesty lets his boytoy attend these council meetings, it’s an insult to the noble institutions that uphold our nation, it’s an outrage—
a somewhat smarter advisor: you’re just mad bc he pointed out how dumb your naval attack strategy and no one laughed when you made a mean joke about him
Boytoy has gone from a top fighter who was well respected but in constant danger to wearing silks and eating grapes on daises. That fucked up rotator cuff was the best thing to ever happen to him
Bonus points: at least half the other concubines are experts in assorted fields, the monarch brings them to relevant meetings to both play up a reputation for frivolity, and make sure at least one person there doesn’t have an outside agenda.
my harem?
did you mean: my chief strategic advisors
The kingdom is an absolute monarchy but the harem has become a secret meritocracy. The nobles and official advisors kind of side-eye His Majesty because wow some of these consorts must have like…really good personalities. Kings of the past have had their own specific tastes of course; size, shape, age, color, et cetera. More than one ruler has interviewed consorts feet first and Ardwin the Adventurous’s obsession - God rest him - with snuffling armpits like a sow rooting for mushrooms is well known despite never being alluded to in polite company.
The worst part of it is that the new king takes at least part of his harem with him everywhere and it’s so embarrassing. The Counselors of War have never once met with His Divine Majesty without that hulking battle-scarred consort interrupting with muttered growls or scornful snorts. And the Ministers of Finance all flinch at the sight of that fox-faced one, rumored to have been rescued from the gallows because His Augustness took a fancy to his eyes or some such nonsense. General petition days are even worse, with practically the entire harem drifting in and out of the Grand Hall in turns, insouciant and smug like granary cats who know they’ve been given full run of the courtyards and barns.
It’s absolutely infuriating that the kingdom has never before known such a period of peace and prosperity under this ridiculous monarch.
It has not yet occurred to anyone that, perhaps, his highness has a competence kink.
It will, eventually, and at least a few people are going to be embarrassed it didn’t occur to them sooner.
“Well, you won’t be catching the king’s eye,” becomes an entirely different sort of insult than foreigners tend to assume.
the pros of reading ao3 fics in public is that their layout is so clean and simple that people would think you’re reading some academic researches when you’re in fact reading a 50k fic. the cons is that you need to control your face all the fucking time
An additional feature: the layout is clean and simple BUT anyone familiar with AO3 will immediately recognize it. Pro or con? You decide.
If they know it enough to recognize it on sight, they probably aren’t going to be judging me about it.
they were also at the devil’s sacrament
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Talent is one thing, wonderful as it is, but skill takes a lot more work. [x]
So what if Bradley likes to sleep on Jake’s lap, what if his cheek gets squished against Jake’s thigh? And what if Jake likes to braid his curls into tiny braids? What then?
wip wednesday
thank you for the tag, @smallangrychildbean !!<3 (and sorry to all the people who've tagged me in the past weeks but i missed it *hides*)
since the majority of you voted for the married but broken up hangster ft. an alive wife montage in my poll yesterday - there you go! for context: the's a party, there are daggers and there is CHAOS, enojy
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“Hey, Rooster, where do you keep your pot mats?” Mickey asks. He’s giving final stirs to the paella.
saw someone say that they don't read fics under 10k and had to laugh because more fool you, that is where all the bangers are. obviously I'm biased but truly nothing hits like a 1.5k fic with a lowercase title from some obscure poet where nothing actually happens and yet you emerge blinking with a completely new outlook on the character. infinitely rereadable. like a perfectly crafted pastry. I'm gobbling them up!
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WIP Wednesday
Thank you for tagging me @crooked-jes and @sonnywrites!
This is a poor attempt at catching up on all the lovely previous tags by other people as well, hope you enjoy!
snippet from my hangster!train conductors guilty pleasure aka me pouring my frustration with train travel into Bradley. And then frustrating him some more by adding Jake. Yum!
He steps down onto the platform and moves to make room for the passengers. Someone tries to get on the train before everyone gets out, another eager traveler rolls their suitcase over someone's foot. A single earbud drops in the space between the train and the platform, lost forever. He helps a girl with a suitcase almost the size of herself load not one, but two carriers that make scratching sounds each time he moves them. Bradley hates big stations. Can't help but count in his head how long until they get moving again and make it past all the major stops. There's something magical about calling at a small station, where birds stay in the trees and don't land on your head the moment you peek it out. Where the hissing of the train stops for half a minute and there's nothing but sweet silence. At least until he has to whistle for the empty platform to signal their departure. No, big city stops are the opposite. There's the rush of people hustling to catch the train they should've left for earlier. Their desperate shouts from the top of the broken escalator, begging you to wait for them while they almost break their necks on their way down. The unexpected delays and getting stuck in the melting concrete pot. There's the... "My oh my, if it isn't Rooster!" Right. Bradley closes his eyes at the familiar voice, wishing he could bang his head against the train car without risking falling down the platform gap like the forgotten earbud. On the other hand, that sounds like the better option right now. He takes a fortifying breath, as if he was preparing to fight a wild beast, not greet another conductor, and looks to his right. "Hangman.", he throws in acknowledgment, not bothering to fake anything more polite. He would be lying is he said he isn't proud that his voice comes out almost bored. He looks at the man emerging leisurely from the crowd, a takeaway coffee cup in one hand, the other stuck in the pocket of his perfectly pressed pants, as if he owns the place. Like he's the only one here not in a hurry. He's in his uniform, not a crease in sight, his blonde hair styled back with a single strand that managed to escape from the gel. Or maybe it's like that on purpose. Bradley wouldn't put it past him. Sure, there's the pigeons, the heat. The unexpected delays and the sea of disgruntled passengers. But if Bradley were to make a list of all the things that haunt big stations, Jake Seresin would make the top of that dubious ranking.
tags: @iprefervillains @starsofnixie @aviatorsnoopy @overwhelmed-alien @green-socks @roosterseresin and anyone who wants to share with the class <3
