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@h4ngm4n
Random pilot 1, pointing at Bucky: That's the guy who's in love with you?
Buck: Yes.
Random pilot 2: The guy you're also in love with but won't tell?
Buck: Yes.
Random pilot 3:...You're an idiot and people are gonna take your man.
Curt: THAT’S WHAT WE'VE BEEN SAYING!
Jake: I love it when Bradley's asleep.
Jake: He looks so peaceful
Jake, getting out a marker: And vulnerable.
i am a firm lover of jake seresin hurt/comfort/angst. GIVE ME ALL OF ITTTTT
ME TOO ME TOO!!! I DONT KNOW WHY BUT I LOVE PUTTING MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS THROUGH AWFUL THINGS!! I HAVE SO MUCH JAKE ANGST IN MY DRAFTS THAT WILL COME SOON I PROMISE
angst and hurt/comfort is the best genre and in this essay i will-
Sometimes I like to hurt myself by thinking about if it was Hangman and Rooster on the mission and Hangman fires the flares to save Rooster and gets taken down and then I wonder if Rooster would have gone back for Hangman like he did for Mav and I think maybe he wouldn’t have, I don’t know, and then I just sit really quietly in a dark room
literally shut up because what if hangster exes and they never got the time to make up before the suicide mission. so when jake takes the missile for bradley, it’s a last sorry to bradley. and bradley obviously goes back for jake because he isn’t leaving jake behind again.
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R:이 멍청아, 니가 비밀로 하자며;;;;;;;
H:루스터, 자기야. 내가 여기서 너 안 넘어뜨리는걸 다행으로 알어.
R:미친놈아……….
루스터 피아노치는거 넘 야해🙃
Um has anyone else seen this,
@jakeseresins @h4ngm4n @floydsin
My final piece of evidence for Jake Seresin is a total bottom.
Just got back from another showing of Top Gun Maverick and all I can think about is what if Hangman went on the mission instead of Rooster. I think he'd still run out of flares or about to get hit, and Maverick, who for sure sees the tension between Hangman and Rooster and sees a young Mav and Ice, sacrifices himself for Hangman because he doesn't want Bradley to lose anyone else he loves. (idiot doesn't think he matters to Rooster or that losing either of them wouldn't be equal amounts of pain)
Hangman defies his own callsign and goes back for Mav. Because he knows. He and Rooster may have ended terribly and tragically due to their inability to actually communicate and share, but he stills cares about him and knows him. Maverick is his dad, and Hangman won't give up when he knows Maverick is still down there.
There's a very hilarious meet up where both of them yell at the other that Rooster won't survive losing him while also not acknowledging that Rooster cares about them. Hangman says something stupid about burning that bridge a long time ago and Rooster needing his dad. Maverick counters that Bradley doesn't let just anyone into his heart and he'd seen the same expression of devotion and love on Goose's face decades ago.
Rooster meanwhile is having the worst kinds of heart break as he listens in (he's dagger spare) on Maverick sacrificing himself then Hangman going back for him. Mav going down breaks him, but Hangman, his Jake, shatters what's left of him. He won't leave his jet no matter how Phoenix begs him. He's heard too many stories about Mav escaping death, and Hangman is too cocky, too arrogant, too good of a pilot to be dead. He doesn't even listen for permission when he sees that Hangman's signal has come back online and in the air. He gets his first kill before he can even think about it.
He practically tackles Mav in a hug and they get their little bonding moment that heals some of the hurt. Then Hangman gets dragged into the conversation unwillingly by Phoenix, and Bradley just takes a second to breathe because the two people who make the small bit of family he has left. Then he pulls Jake into his arms and kisses him right then and there.
(Ice is still alive and impatiently waiting for Maverick back in San Diego having sensed that he was pulling some shit. Mav is so not looking forward to that call with his husband.)
Idk where else to take this but it ends with probably reunion sex for Hangster where the two promise to never scare each other like that.
no one:
casting directors looking at glen powell: you're a little plane boy, aren't ya?
500 likes+rb and I will draw them making out
I am here, once again, asking you to gimme ur tgm prompts because they are all I think about
@h4ngm4n : jake hangman seresin... god i love him so much. now imagine him being neglected as a child, his dad hates him, he grew up with no friends, has never experienced love before and honestly hates himself under that arrogant front. omg i love him sm! <3
jake not getting presents as a kid growing up, due to his dysfunctional family stuff (i picture his family as an negligent/abusive dad and a non-present mother (but loving!!! like she was there for part of his younger life but had to leave)), so he treasures any gift he gets. so maybe for his birthday the dagger team buy him a bunch of gag gifts for his bday. they surprise him with it at the Hard Deck and make a whole ordeal about their dumb presents. obviously he plays along but if you looked closely you could see tears in his eyes.
bradley gets him a dumb little bracelet with an airplane charm on it. and he doesn't think jake will wear it long, maybe just for the night, but a few weeks later he realizes that jake wears it EVERYWHERE. he's confused by it, like why does jake wear this dumb little bracelet that i bought from a tiny gas station everywhere? everyone else also picks up on the bracelet and tease him about it. but jake loves that thing so damn much so he doesn't care, because it was gifted to him by bradley
bonus if the team somehow end up in jake's apartment and see all the gag gifts they bought him on a shelf. the gifts are taken care of very well, nothing is broken or damaged. jake didn't gets gifts growing up so he cares for any gift a shit ton cause he isn't used to being gifted presents. if the dagger team start getting him small gifts thats between them and no one else.
jake getting hurt in a training exercise and it simultaneously scares the shit of the dagger team and humbles them incredibly. they see jake as one of the best and to see him actually get hurt makes them realize that he's just as human as the rest of them. how jake isn't as invincible as he conveys himself to be. like an oh shit 'we could've nearly lost him and we didn't even realize how much we actually cared for him' moment
yeah idk i just love jake getting hurt
엔딩에서 왜 ??? 키스를 안했지 키스 할 것 같은 눈으로....봤으면서....
jake always has a toothpick in his mouth because he has a oral fixati--- *gets shot*
i'm not a writer so this is just an idea for whoever sees this and can write
hangster fic with the lines 'you can let go now' 'i've already lost you once, i'm not risking it again'
“You’re not going alone!” Hangman said, hurrying his steps and raising his voice. He repeated the sentence so much in the past fifteen minutes, deep inside he hoped louder equals better results.
“It’s really not your decision to make, I told you already” came back the annoyed response. Same results, it seems.
“I’m sure you could just talk to them, or Maverick, he’d do you a favor, you saved his life!”
“Well, first of all, he saved mine as well, so he owes me nothing, and second, no, this is not something that either of us gets to decide. I’ll be fine on my own, I don’t need you to babysit me.”
“You’re not listening to me!” Hangman was getting impatient, now nearly shouting. Yes, he was angry, for not being paid attention to, yes, he considered himself right and was not going to let go, and yes, he was ready to argue for an eternity if needed.
Because yes, he loved Rooster. Above anything else. And he was not going to let the other go on a mission, alone, without him, so far away. It’s not that he didn’t trust him, of course he did, Rooster was a great pilot, careful and considerate, and his reaction time and bravery improved in the past year, but he could never forgive himself if Rooster - Bradley, his Bradley - would have gotten hurt somehow.
“And you’re not listening to me, Jake!” Bradley was starting to lose it as well. Their fights were usually heated, despite their relationship (or maybe because of it), but they haven’t had one like this in quite a while, marching down the hallways, cursing and shouting at eachother. “I can take care of myself, I’ll be alright, you can let me live my life and make decisions alone sometimes. You can let go now.” Bradley stopped next to an office door and turned back to Jake, crossing his arms and looking expectingly at the man.
Jake stopped close to him, not expecting the sudden halt, and opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, opened it again, thought for a second, and changed his mind.
No. I can not.
“I’ve already lost you once,” he started quietly. He thought back to the seconds and minutes and maybe hours, fuck if he can recall, when he thought Bradley died trying to pick up Maverick. Crashing his plane somewhere in the forest, surrounded by the enemy, basically defenseless. How he was told not to act up and go rescue him, to stay put because they won’t lose any more soldiers. The minutes passed and Rooster’s signal was off, no sign of life anywhere. There’s no way he’s ever going through that horrible anticipation once more. “I’m not risking it again.”
Oh, thought Bradley. Yeah, thinking back, this would have been his first mission without his partner since that last, well, incident. They’ve been flying together every single time, even on trainings, not separated for more than a few minutes. Oh.
“Listen,” he said softly, after recovering from his surprise. “This is gonna be a very low-risk operation. I’m most likely not even gonna engage. Just, you know, cover. In case something happens. But nothing will.” He hoped this was enough to calm his partner, assuring him that there’s little to no chance of him even fighting, let alone getting hurt.
Jake took a moment to think. A short one, but at least he considered it. “But what if something does. And I’m not there. And you’re an idiot and get yourself killed.” He stared at the floor, trying to avoid having to look up.
Bradley reached out and touched his left shoulder, making the other look deep in his eyes. “I won’t. I promise. I’ll stay back. There’ll be like three other planes around, you can trust me. I’ll take care.”
Jake’s eyes softened a little and he sighed. Of course he knew he can’t always be there, this is not a profession where you can just do that, but he tried to push this moment as far into the future as possible. He believed Bradley. He always did.
“Yeah,” Jake sighed, “yeah. Okay.” He gave the smallest smile ever, still filled with worry, but also with care, so much that even Bradley couldn’t miss it, even though he was not the best at reading emotions sometimes.
“I’ll call you before the mission. And I’ll call you as soon as I land. I’ll be back in no time, I promise. Just wait for me.”
“That was rather cheesy, Rooster, I’ll have to admit” Jake said, with shine in his eyes and a smile on his lips, maybe even a smirk. Bradley gave a small laugh and slid his hand down from the other’s shoulder to his arm to his wrist, putting his other hand on the man’s neck and pulled him in a soft kiss. It wasn’t long or aggressive like many of their others, it was slow and comforting and calm.
Bradley was the first to pull away, and after a few seconds and smiles he said “alright, gotta talk to Cyclone. Grab some food after?”, and Jake found this weirdly soothing, so he returned a smile and nodded, waiting for Rooster to walk into the office before leaving to catch up to the other pilots and brush off all their questions about their small quarrel.
After all, there was nothing to explain – it was just a promise, for the two of them.
Jake just wanted to be railed in a sundress by Bradley.
Hot Nozzle Summer.
bought this dress so you could take it off
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summary:
If there is one thing Bradley has learned in the year or so of dating Jake, it’s that the man doesn’t back down from a challenge.
or - "Jake just wanted to be railed in a sundress by Bradley." anon prompt
tags: bradley "rooster" bradley, jake "hangman" seresin, anal sex, wall sex, hand jobs, possessive behavior, dirty talk, feminization, (i guess? kind of), established relationship, overuse of the word "pretty"
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@h4ngm4n I saw that post and ran with it. Have some AU Hangster.
“You can let go now; I’m fine I know you have other patients,”
The sentence from Bradley Bradshaw makes Jake sigh as he focuses on the computer in front of him, the thought of lashing out is present, but Jake remembers he is trying to be the bigger person.
“Bradley, I had to intubate you in the field,” Jake says without looking away from the computer he is charting on,
“You were unconscious and not breathing; let me state that for you again, Dr. Bradshaw. You were not breathing!”
“Here, I think it was going to be a normal day, a simple ride-along with the paramedics for my MICN certification renewal. Instead, I arrive on the scene to find you laying out in the middle of the road because some dumb ass drunk thought it was a good idea to get behind the wheel and drive.” Jake spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with unshed tears.
“You were hit by a moving vehicle Bradley,”
“And a kid died because of me. Because I couldn’t reach him in time,”
“Damn it, Bradshaw!” Jake shouted, looking at him finally, the bruising on Bradley’s face making Jake want to reach out and touch him.
“When are you going to get through your head that you are important? This ER doesn’t run without you; I had to walk through those doors today squeezing an ambu bag as everyone looked on in fear.” Jake spoke, his face masked behind his professional nursing demeanor.
“You have got to stop with the self-sacrifice bullshit; you are the best attending physician this ER has; you treat patients like they are human. I’ve been able to keep nurses because you refuse to let bastard physicians practice here.”
The sentence hangs in the air, Jake silent as he checks Bradley’s IV again, making notes of how much saline is still in the bag. And try as he might, Jake can not keep quiet,
“I’ve already lost you once this year,” Jake spoke softly “I’m not risking it again.”
Bradley reaches his hand out for Jake’s and holds it; Jake hears the minuscule sound of the IV pump running; he looks at the monitor watching Bradley’s heart rate rise ever so slightly.
“I’m sorry.”
“I know you are,” Jake sighs.
“You have stood by my side through everything,” Bradley whispers “Jake, if it weren’t for you, I would have let a man die. I let that bastard take a year of my life. I was so angry.”
“Bradley, not many people are faced to treat the man who killed their father in cold blood.”
“It doesn’t matter, and I took an oath. My dad took an oath, and he would have been ashamed of me.”
“Bradshaw, I doubt that. We are faced with moral dilemmas every day; it’s a part of our job.”
“You gonna be a good nurse and give me a sponge bath?” Bradley asks, waggling his eyebrows and changing the subject.
“Bradshaw, don’t make me sedate you. I know Ice will give me an order for Ativan, and it will be the full 2 mgs.”
“I’m offended, Seresin, I always give you the best orders for medication. Name the last time I’ve only given an order for .25 mgs?”
“Keep it up, and I’ll tell the interns you need a catheter.”
“You wound me, I’m down for the count, and you still wound me.”
“Yet somehow, I am willing to go out on my only 15-minute break and get you actual food instead of cafeteria food,” Jake says, preparing to step away. He pretends he doesn’t feel Bradley squeeze his hand.
“A double cheeseburger extra pickles-“
“And an order of onion rings and a chocolate shake.” Jake finishes knowing the go-to order from the diner located right across from the ER. “I swear, Bradshaw, you eat worse than your own patients and have the nerve to talk about diabetes and high blood pressure.”
“Yet you love me.”
“That I do, Bradshaw, that I do.”
