#tgm things

😍pairing: Beau “Cyclone” Simpson x F!Reader

💭summary: Can two people be lucky in life and have a second chance at love after their respective spouse passed?

⚠️warning: mentions of death and grief; age gap

🎶 Song Inspiration: What If I Missed You by Jesse McCartney

📝A/N #1: This is a work of fiction. Please do not copy or post anywhere else. Feel free to like and reblog but do give credit. Any constructive criticism is appreciated. I do not own any of the photos included in this post. Photos used have been from Pinterest or Tumblr or Instagram. I also don’t own any of the characters mentioned.

📝A/N #2: While no physical description is assigned to reader, she is in a band that does covers of musicals and other songs. Reader is between 29-34.

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📝 A/N: No prompt just word dump of hilarious chaos the Dagger Squad causes… Mainly the Chaotic Trio: Maverick, Rooster, and Whiskey (Reader’s Call Sign) Oh and Reader is Slider’s daughter…! Fic based on the comments of this post.

It was a miracle that Maverick and Rooster survived the mission despite the near death experiences. The both of them had to thank Hangman and you for saving them and getting them back to the ship.

What was more of a miracle was that Vice Admiral Cyclone did minimal shouting at Rooster for breaking orders and going after Maverick.

Now they were being taken to the infirmary to check and treat for any injuries. You don’t know why the doctors and nurses even bothered trying to separate the two.

Despite their rocky past, the two deeply cared about the other. You knew Uncle Mav did what he thought would be best for Rooster by pulling his papers. It was something you and your father never agreed with and expressed it to him.

Rooster was like a cousin to you and you knew he was just as stubborn as Mav. You couldn’t help but love the two to death. (Sometimes quite literally).

The weeks passed and you all found yourselves back at The Hard Deck. It didn’t matter how much you tried to behave, you knew, one way or another, Mav and Rooster would end up dragging you into their schemes.

“No! No! No way am I going to use my daddy’s name to get Cyclone to give us another three free days to play dogfight football,” you say.

“C’mon kid. You’re a Kerner. You’re Slider’s sunshine. He’ll move earth and planets to make the Navy listen to you,” Mav says.

“When did you turn into a poet?” You ask sarcastically.

Bradley throws an arm around your shoulder. “Princess. Whiskey… We all know Cyclone is sweet on you. Live up to your name Whiskey. Use those smooth words and seduce him.”

You can’t help but start laughing. “You do know I don’t have to seduce my own boyfriend?”

Penny comes over and refills your drinks. “I can already sense the chaos activating with you three.”

“I’m heading out to the beach to get away from these two troublemakers,” you say taking your drink with you.

Penny winks at them and at that moment the rest of the squad came out from hiding. “So is the plan set?”

Phoenix nods. “I’ll go keep her distracted for a moment but then Mav and Rooster come back into the mix while Yale and Fritz get Cyclone here.”

Fanboy starts setting up the camera to record the planned proposal.

But Penny knew. She already knew that whenever the three of you got together, nothing would ever go according to plan. She started closing out tabs and closing the bar early.

All of a sudden the aviators hear shouting and see Mav and Rooster running along the beach and you running after them yelling.

A group of college aged guys were following the three of you. It was then they realized that Mav and Rooster used you as bait to steal the guys’ football to start their own game.

Bob looks around a bit panicked. “Shouldn’t we stop them?”

You can feel uncle Goose and Ice just shaking their heads in disbelief. “I know… I know,” you mutter as you keep running after Mav and Rooster.

Penny finally rushes outside. “Did I miss anything? I closed off the bar. I didn't miss it right?”

Hangman hands her some popcorn (that mysteriously appeared) and a drink. “No you are just on time.”

Suddenly you feel yourself getting thrown over someone’s shoulders. You are about to start screaming, thinking it was one of the college guys. You then recognize the backside you’re looking down at. “Oh hey!” You give it a squeeze.

Maverick and Rooster stopped running and ended up explaining dogfight football to the college guys when they spotted you being carried by Cyclone. They shake their heads.

“As I live and breathe… I never thought I’d see Cyclone running at the beach?“

“Was that supposed to happen?” Bob asks looking around. “Did we all see the same thing?”

Phoenix wraps an arm around Bob’s shoulders. “Cyclones loves Whiskey too much to actually be mad at them. Mav and Roos on the other hand,” she says grimacing.

“Wait… I thought Rooster and Mav were supposed to be the distraction so the admiral could propose.”

“Wait! Whaaaa?!??” Hangman exclaims choking on his drink.

Payback helps pay his back. “We talked about this, you idiot. Next time stop looking at yourself so much in the mirror.”

“I have the flowers in the bar’s office” Bob says.

“I have the Avenger theme song… but wedding version ready!” Fanboy adds.

“I have my suit ready!” Harvard says. “I’m ready to look good for wedding season! All those push-ups help.”

Coyote shakes his head looking over the squad. “’m just here for the chaos and snacks.”

“Soooo what's the plan now?” Penny and Amelia, who had recently arrived, ask.

They all turn to see Cyclone spinning you in a circle as he hugged your waist. The only movement that was clear to them was your nodding.

Read Chapter 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U)

😍pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x F!Reader

💭summary: High school and college sweethearts. That’s what the two of you were. And that’s the keyword: were. What are you to do when you come face to face with the man that broke your heart three years ago?

⚠️warning: mentions of alcohol consumption

🎶 Song Inspiration 1: Breathe by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 3: Love Me Like You by Little Mix

If anyone has asked, your love story with Jake was a fairytale. It wasn’t love at first sight. No. It was more like slow burn friends to lovers.

Growing up in the same small Texas town, you two always knew each other since elementary school. At first you were good friends. That was until Jake started hitting puberty come middle school.

Boys being boys is what people would tell you when he would tease you for not growing and staying short. The other girls in middle school started developing and teasing you too.

He quickly put a stop to them. In his eyes, he was the only one that could tease you because you were his friend.

Then came high school. Jake hadn’t seen you during the summer since your family went to visit friends in Europe. He was expecting to see the you he was used to.

He was not expecting the height you now reached, much less the soft curves that came over the summer. “Hi Jake!”

“Wow! You’re like a real girl now!” The punch to his arm takes him by surprise.

“Jerk!” You huff and cross your arms, making him laugh.

“You’re still so cute when you get angry. Tiny.”

“You’re incorrigible Jacob Steve Seresin… The fifth!”

“You did not just legal name me… I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he says wrapping you in a hug. “Still perfect size to hug.”

You give in and hug him back. “So are you Jakey.”

That first day of high school was the first day of the rest of your lives. It was inevitable that the two would try and date other people, but the little green monster of jealousy would make you mad at each other. That was until you both admitted your feelings for each other.

And so you two, despite being in totally different social circles, dated all through high school. When the time to pick colleges came, the two of you both wanted the same schools.

Jake, however, had a dream that he never told you about. He wanted to apply to the Naval Academy and so he did. He applied as soon as he turned 17. And every year he kept applying, improving his grades, until he was accepted just after his 21st birthday.

The same day he got accepted was your party for finishing your associates degree earlier than planned.

You were all dolled up and waiting for Jake to pick you up. When you hear him arriving, you rush out the door to meet him outside.

He takes his time getting out of his truck. He knows what he’s about to do is the worst thing in his life, but he feels like it’s still the best thing for the both of you.

Despite being anxious at his delay, something in his body language stops you from rushing to him.

He keeps the truck on as he approaches you at your front door. “Hey doll… Can we talk?” He makes no attempt to kiss you in greeting, though he wishes to do nothing else but kiss you.

“Is everything okay Jake?” You ask.

“Doll… there’s something that… I haven’t told you everything about me. About what I want.”

“Jake. We tell each other everything. What else is there for me to learn about you?”

“I’m leaving Texas. I’m going to Maryland…” he can’t bring himself to look you in the eyes.

“Maryland? What? Why?”

“Annapolis actually.”

At hearing the name, you knew. “You joined the Navy? That’s amazing Jake!” You move to hug him but he takes a step back, causing the first crack in your heart.

“It is. I’ve been applying since I turned 17 and got accepted today… I leave tomorrow. The sooner the better.”

“I’ll help you to the airpo-“

“No. You won’t. I’ll have my parents take me. We’re done.” He pauses for a moment, knowing that what he says next will make you hate him but it was easier to have you hate him than to leave you with a false hope that he would return. “I need to end this before you expect me to give up my dream of being an aviator. We had fun and nice run… But high school relationships don’t last. We never meant to last this long.”

The world around you stopped and started spinning counterclockwise at the same moment. You could feel your heart was in a free fall, awaiting for the hit that breaks it.

“I need to be single to focus on my career. You’ll only hold me back.” And that’s the hit that sank your heart deeper into the fall and finally reached the spike-covered floor.

He doesn’t give you time to say goodbye or even refute his statements. He turns and gets back in his truck and drives off.

It’s safe to say that you missed your own party that night. As well as the attempts of your friends to try to get you to go out for brunch to know what happened.

It had now been a month since Jake broke your heart and left you. You decided to pack up the little reminders of him and put them away.

You decide to pack a second box of stuff to return to his parents. With that you write him a note:

Jake:

I know things are never going to be the same for us. And I get it. I’m not going to beg you to love me. We can’t force what isn’t meant to be right?

Anyways, I’m leaving some of your stuff with your parents.

Before I end this letter… let me just admit that:

1: I can't erase your number and

2: I'm still sleepin' in your jumper

I kinda hate it that I love ya but I’m trying to let you go.

I do wish you the best. Xoxo

You seal the note in an envelope and place it in the box to drop off to his parents. As you close the box, a splash of the whiskey you’re drinking falls onto the box.

“If I call you, will you pick up?” You ask an invisible Jake. When you see there’s no response, you take another long sip from the bottle. “Guess I'm drownin' in the liquor.”

A knock at your bedroom door pulls you away from the bottle. “Come in,” you slur loudly.

Cindy enters and takes you in. “Oh babe,” she sits next to you on the floor and just lets you lay your head on her shoulder as you start crying again.

“I- He doesn’t love me anymore!” You repeat over and over until you can barely speak. “I can’t breathe without him Cin… I don’t want to.”

“It’ll be hard. But you’ll be able to. I’m here for you. And will continue to be here.”

And she was. She kept her promise. Day after day and week after week until months passed by and eventually you started returning to normal.

Every day that passed the pain would lessen. The future you once planned was amended. You had kept all your promises. The only one you broke was one you made to yourself. You promised yourself that you wouldn't reach out to him.

You did only once to wish him a happy new year.

His response? Silence.

Read Part 1

😍pairing: Beau “Cyclone” Simpson x F!Reader

💭summary: Can two people be lucky in life and have a second chance at love after their respective spouse passed?

⚠️warning: mentions of death and grief; age gap

🎶 Song Inspiration: What If I Missed You by Jesse McCartney

📝A/N #1: This is a work of fiction. Please do not copy or post anywhere else. Feel free to like and reblog but do give credit. Any constructive criticism is appreciated. I do not own any of the photos included in this post. Photos used have been from Pinterest or Tumblr or Instagram. I also don’t own any of the characters mentioned.

📝A/N #2: While no physical description is assigned to reader, she is in a band that does covers of musicals and other songs. Reader is between 29-34.

Read Chapter 1: Breathe | Chapter 3: Mr. Perfectly Fine | Chapter 4: Tequila

😍pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x F!Reader

💭summary: High school and college sweethearts. That’s what the two of you were. And that’s the keyword: were. What are you to do when you come face to face with the man that broke your heart three years ago?

⚠️warning: mentions of alcohol consumption

🎶 Song Inspiration 1: Breathe by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 3: Love Me Like You by Little Mix

Seven Months Later

Had it not been for Cindy checking on you, as well as Jake's parents still being there for you, you don't know what you would have done all these months that Jake left you heartbroken.

You had reached out to him because he always was going to be a huge part of your life. The first time was to wish him a happy new year and there was no reply from him.

The silence on his end continued when you texted to wish him a happy birthday.

The love you felt for him overshadowed any anger and pain. But those two still remained, yet you learned to live with them and didn’t let them control you.

“How about we all head out today? We’ll go for some drinks and dancing. No boyfriends and no talk of guys. Just us girls. We’ll make it about you… Hmm. It’s your half birthday… I’ll buy you half a drink!” Cindy tells you.

Deep inside you want to say no, but you know you can’t stay forever avoiding going to places that remind you of Jake. “Okay. Let’s go. We’ll have fun. It’s been a stressful week at work so I need a little break.”

It was the first time in a few months that you truly felt like yourself again. You decided to take up your friends for a night of dancing and drinks.

While you were starting to return to your jovial self, the pain of the breakup still lingered. As you got dressed, you turned to your best friend and admitted "I've been tryna be the bigger person but it's hard when I've been feelin' so small... And nobody knows that I'm still a... I'm still a mess for Jake."

"That's why we're going to have a blast today. Was it dumb of him to leave you? Totally! Will he ever be happy without you? I doubt it! But tonight is about you and your new promotion!"

"If you're hinting at me to pay for your drinks, you are mistaken," you say laughing.

Lost in the music, you only focus on how the beat and the alcohol is making you feel. Floating. Weightless.

That is until you turn around and across the crowd your eyes fall on a pair of green eyes. Green eyes that promised you the world but then shattered it. The last thing you expected on your night out was to run into Jake at the club. Much less with his new Naval Academy girlfriend. 

You look at her and her beautiful smile. She was clearly a 10. Heck she was a 15 with how she moved and the fact that she was training to be a pilot just like Jake. Your eyes shift to him and you see him gesturing to the group he was with and they start making their way over to you.

‘Please don't say, "Hi", I don't wanna be rude... She seems so sweet and I'm tryna be cool,’ you repeat to yourself over and over.

Jake and his fellow aviators finally reach you. “Hey guys. I wanted to introduce you to some of my old… friends.”

You try not to cringe at the use of old friends. Your momma didn’t raise a fool though, you smile widely and greet them all in kind. 

He introduces you and your friends to his fellow aviators. Then he introduces them to you all. “This is Javy… Brigham… and this pretty girl is Evelyn.”

Small talk begins between everyone at the table. You focus on your drink and only give the minimal participation. You work hard at avoiding looking at Jake unless it was absolutely necessary. The wounds that were closed and started healing burst open when, out of the corner of your eye, you saw Jake smile as he wrapped his arm around Evelyn’s waist and kiss her temple.

You felt the shaken breath leave as you turned away. And as if the world wanted to punish you for trying to be happy as Jake obviously was, the DJ decides to play a slow song. “This one's for you couples out enjoying your night.”

Jake’s eyes lock with yours when the opening notes to “Speechless” by Dan + Shay start playing. “Oh! I love this song! Let’s go dance it Jake,” Evelyn exclaims as she drags him to the dance floor. 

“Shit,” Cindy mutters next to you. She knew that this was your song. The song you and Jake always would dance to. Seeing him dance with another girl, what once was, your song… It made you feel less than wanted. It left you speechless… in the worst way possible. After throwing back your whiskey, you grab your belongings and make your way out the door.

You find yourself making your way to the karaoke bar a few doors down from the club. You sit at the bar and order a couple more rounds of whiskey before stumbling over to the computer to sign up to be next to sing.

Despite the alcohol in your system, you were aware of your surroundings. You were aware of when your friends had entered the karaoke bar and sat at a table waiting for you to come back to them.

What you weren't aware of was that the same group of naval aviators had also followed you.

The emcee calls out your name. You were glad you picked the Elise Lieberth cover of "Holding Out For a Hero". Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes to calm your nerves before opening them again to start singing. The patrons of the karaoke bar become quiet at the vulnerability and honesty in your voice.

The aviators that had accompanied Jake spot fellow aviators towards the front of the bar and cheer you on as they make their way to the front.

By the time you're singing the second verse to the growing group of aviators, you smile at them. "Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy... Somewhere just beyond my reach, there's someone reaching back for me. Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat. Isn't there a superman to sweep me off my feet?"

Jake can feel his anger grow inside. Anger at your vulnerable state. Anger at his fellow aviators. But mostly anger at himself for being the one to hurt you after he promised you forever in high school. He looked at Evelyn who was watching you sing and he tells her “Let’s get out before everyone starts singing depressing songs.”

She can't help but laugh. "You're terrible Jake, but okay." She watches you for a few more seconds. "If she weren't a stranger I think we'd be friends... and I'd hurt the idiot that broke her heart."

Jake clears his throat and is quick to change the subject, but he's too slow as the next song is queued up and your friends join you to sing.

He stumbles and walks into a table causing a loud crash.

You look towards the sound as to continued to sing, locking eyes with him. In that moment, under the cover of the darkness of the club you sang what you wished you could tell him. "Loving you was young, and wild, and free. Loving you was cool, and hot, and sweet. Loving you was sunshine, safe and sound, a steady place to let down my defenses. But loving you had consequences."

Jake storms out leaving you singing of your heartache to the other patrons at the bar.

Jake didn’t notice that there was another pair of eyes on him that put the pieces together that you were the high school girlfriend he left.

Once the aviator sees you head off the stage, he makes a decision he’s always hesitated to make. He decides to make the first move and he approaches you, while your friends were still on stage.

“Jake was an idiot,” the soft but powerful voice tells you as you wipe tears from your eyes. You look up and find a handsome man with wire framed glasses smiling shyly at you. You chuckle and nod.

“Yeah he is.”

“Can I join you for a coke? I’m Bob… well Robert.”

You offer him the seat next to yours and so blooms one of the most important friendships you’ll ever have.

For: @callmemana just as a thank you for being an awesome follower!

Song inspiration: What Guy Wouldn’t by Waterloo Revival

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Who would have said that karaoke and poker night at the Hard Deck would have brought together two restless souls?

Bob was sitting in his usual chair while he waited for the rest of the Dagger Squad to arrive. After the uranium mission, sure they were all more friendly but sometimes the whole small talk just was too much for him.

As he waited, Bob was observing the newly arrived aviators enter the bar’s door. His eyes fell on her as she walked in.

He only knew of her name and call sign: Elle “High Roller” Barnes. How she got her call sign? Well that was something he wanted to know.

At times he wished he had the confidence of Rooster or Hangman, but lately Bob had learned to become more comfortable in his skin. More confident in his social life. He still remained an introvert, but slowly he made more of an effort to be a part of conversations.

Of course that didn’t take away from him being observant. And especially when it came to her. Bob was always aware of where Elle was, from the moment he first saw her. She stole his heart from the moment he saw her reading outside of the base’s library and she yelled “Long live chaos!”

He wanted to join her in cheering for the chaos but he soon saw Rooster approaching her and he backed away, knowing he didn't have a chance with her if Rooster was around.

Bob, however, didn’t notice Elle had seen him and waved him over as he turned around.

“He’s a bit on the quiet and reserved side,” Rooster says, handing her the book she had lent. “He’ll come out of his shell soon.”

Soon was already two months ago. She wasn’t going to let tonight pass with at least getting a sentence out of the WSO.

Sharing a ride with Rooster and Phoenix, they arrived at the bar for the night of fun. Elle made her way to the roulette table and placed her bet.

“Is that why they call you High Roller?” The blonde, annoyingly handsome, pilot asked standing next to her.

“Seresin… With me it’s go big or go home. And I always go big when my chances of winning are 50/50.”

As the evening and fun rolls on, Bob gathers all his courage once karaoke starts. He gets up on the makeshift stage.

The music starts and he freezes for a moment until he sees Elle turning to look at him. Her wide smile at him gives him the courage to continue looking at her as he starts singing:

I gotta ask

Don't see no ring on that finger

And I ain't got one either

Hope I ain't moving too fast

But can I get your number

I know I'm just another

One in line for you

Caught up with the way your eyes been

Trading little looks with mine and

Wonder if you know tonight but

I guess you got to

What guy wouldn't want a girl like you

Can't blame me for feeling like I do

Go on baby shake your hair

Like you don't mean to make them stare

Oh, you're so cool

What guy wouldn't want a girl like you

The rest of the patrons and aviators cheer him on. The cheers increase when he steps down and walks towards Elle and sings directly to her and pulls her in to dance.

It’s as if nobody else is with them as they looked into each other’s eyes. “I know you’re a High Roller and I took my chance. Now I’m just asking you to take a chance on me,” Bob tells her.

And if he was anyone else he would have missed the glint of adoration and mischief in her eyes and smile. “Well Lieutenant… Your risk paid off,” Elle responds before giving his cheek a kiss.

As the crowd cheering becomes deafening, they, shyly now, head outside to really begin a love story that will always remain.

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Read Chapter 1: Breathe | Chapter 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) | Chapter 4: Tequila

😍pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x F!Reader

💭summary: High school and college sweethearts. That’s what the two of you were. And that’s the keyword: were. What are you to do when you come face to face with the man that broke your heart three years ago?

⚠️warning: mentions of alcohol consumption

🎶 Song Inspiration 1: Breathe by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 2: A Mess (Happy 4 U) by Little Mix

🎶 Song Inspiration 3: Love Me Like You by Little Mix

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Hell. Work was hell. The case you were working on with your boss was just too much paperwork and research. It also didn’t help that the client was not cooperating.

This Tuesday evening, when you got home, you sighed at the loneliness. Your sweet husband was on deployment and you weren't sure what day he was coming back, just that he would return this week.

After preparing your simple dinner, you go shower and slip on Bob's Navy sweatshirt. It was the sweatshirt he always wore when it was lazy weekends for the two of you. The scent of sunshine, sea breeze, peppermint and hints of cinnamon lulled you to sleep.

Tears filled your eyes as you woke up the next day with severe cramps and a headache. You got up to change and make breakfast. Before you can think to ask to work from home the morning, your phone rings and you see your boss texted you.

“Hey I have a family emergency! The office is flooded from the upstairs floor’s sprinkler system so we’ll just be working from home for the time being.”

You wanted to cry of joy and that whoever you wanted to thank for this timely message. Those tears became real when you heard your front door opening and the voice of your husband calling out to you. “My beautiful. I’m home!”

Never had you ran as fast as in this moment. Throwing yourself at your husband, you hug and kiss him repeatedly. “I missed you so much Robert!”