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Atlas: A Top Gun: Maverick Fanfiction (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/345760002-atlas-a-top-gun-maverick-fanfiction?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=blueviolingirl28 Kelsey Ryan is the younger sister of Bradley Bradshaw. The only father she's ever known is Captain Pete Mitchell, the notorious wanderer. After her mother's death, Kelsey decides to do something totally radical. She takes off and travels the globe. Coming face to face with her own worst fear-falling in love-Kelsey must navigate the tumultuous waters of adulthood, all the while balancing the fact that she's dating a pilot, something she swore never to do. Now that her boyfriend has been called back to Top Gun for a top secret mission, Kelsey will come face to face with family. With what seems like the whole world on her shoulders, Kelsey's going to need to make some hard decisions. Decisions concerning her future, her health, and the fate of the people she loves most.
hi honey!! if you’re still taking requests for your holiday event, can I get ⟼ Cranberry and Peppermint Honey cake with shy!reader and jake seresin pls? love u sm x
Hi baby! They’re still very open!! I hope this is okay, it’s been a while since I wrote for Jake!
“Darlin’ you gonna come out so I can see it?” Jake’s on the other side of your changing stall, a couple of pants options thrown over his forearm as he waits.
You’ve been in there trying on a pair of thick linen blue trousers- something that you’d been eyeing on the stores website.
“I’m not sure if I like it,” you say through the door, though you know Jake is gonna want to see it for himself.
“Can i be the judge of that, pretty thing?” He flirts, listening to the door unlatch and then stepping back so he can see you fully.
The pants look amazing on you and Jake doesn’t hold back from letting you know.
“Babydoll, are these painted on?” He hangs the rest of the pants on the rack of the door and lets his hands hover over the curve and dip of your hips. “Gimme a spin, god damn you look good.”
When you spin, Jake does a low whistle that has you hitting his chest before hiding your face between the muscles of his chest.
“Stop it,” you murmur, completely embarrassed as you clench your eyes shut.
“But these look amazing on you, little lady.” He’s busting out all his southern charm and it’s hard to stay mad when his Texan accent gets all the more thicker for it.
“Jake,” you try for stern but he knows you’re just getting more and more flustered.
“Babydoll,” he says with less ‘vitriol’ and more fondness. “Do you think I’d lie to ya? No I wouldn’t, now go try it with this low cut top,” he produces a top from the selection hanging on the door. “Its gonna be perfect.”
He stamps a kiss to your lips before you can close the door and chuckles when he hears you muttering about ‘southern charm’ and ‘that damn dimple.”
Hello hello my love <3 I thought maybe I could request something where reader has never really been comforted when crying throughout her life but one time Jake walks in on her crying and just comforts her. She doesn’t expect that and it’s all just a bunch of fluff! I love your writing so much thank you for putting your work out for people to enjoy <3
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there's something rooted deeply in your body that tells you crying is something to feel shameful about.
in your mind, you know it's not true- there's nothing shameful in being able to let your emotions out. but when you've been left to cry alone, it can get warped and the divide between your head and what your body feels is a lot to bridge.
you didn't expect jake to return from flight training so early.
you're sobbing on the bed, eyes swollen and puffy as your tears soak your pillow.
jake stumbles through your home on edge till he finds you. "suga'," he coos, boots and flight suit pulled off in record time as he comes to lay beside you.
"jake," you gasp, turning away from him as he gets close to you. "sorry," you whisper and your southern boyfriend frowns.
"for what?" he tries to lift your chin, but you keep it tucked protectively to your chest.
"crying." your voice is clogged with tears, head pounding as you withhold some of them.
"ain't nothing to be sorry for." jake says, drawing your body back into his as you remain faced away from him. "if you need t'cry, you cry suga. i ain't stopping you."
"really?" jake feels his heart break for the little you that had to cry on your own. he feels the splinters in his heart at your insecurity about it.
"look at me," he implores, voice calm and steady. you turn slowly, building up the courage to look at him. when you do he gives you a little smile.
"you don't have to feel any shame for crying. it's okay to cry and have other people see you cry; i promise."
you give him a messy nod and jake presses kisses to your sticky cheeks, holding you till all the tears are dry and you're yawning on his chest.
This was a lovely request from two very lovely people @callsignmaverick5 and @emma8895eb. Both had lovely Jake x reader requests so I thought I’d combine them as they went so well together. Hope you enjoy. Thank you to @callsign-phoenix for proofreading for me.
The sun was growing low on the horizon when Jake pulled up to the base, casting an orange glow across the evening sky. He parked the car and turned to you, watching as your knee bounced nervously.
“Hey, it’s going to be ok. Nothing is gonna happen, Baby.” He reassured you, bringing you in for a sweet kiss. You melted into his lips and instantly felt a little better.
“I know. I’m just nervous, I’ve never been in your plane before.”
“Well, this is a perfect time. It’s normally quiet in the evenings so there won’t be many people to catch us.” He gave you his signature cheeky smirk, before jumping out of the car.
You followed after him quickly, his long legs striding across the tarmac and towards the locker room. Natasha had said that you could borrow one of the female flight suits, she let on that Jake had been planning to take you up in his F18 since you’d met. Your heart swelled in your chest at that thought. You loved Jake Seresin with all your heart and although he was reluctant to say those three words back, you told him every day. You knew that he loved you, from his actions and the way he kissed you. You understood why he was afraid. Jake’s family hadn’t exactly been the most stable and loving and so he’d grown up knowing that emotions were a weakness so you’d take it slow, building up the trust between you. In the back of your mind, you knew that one day he would say it when he was ready.
You changed into one of the flight suits quickly, glancing occasionally over to your boyfriend as you watched him change, the muscles of his back rippling under his tanned skin. Once you were ready Jake set you up with a helmet and your oxygen, ensuring that you were all ready before he did his own. He grabbed your hand, smiling as he eagerly pulled you towards the hanger. Once inside he pulled you toward the plane furthest away and as you approached you couldn’t help but smile proudly. On the side of the plane in dark grey letters read “Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin”.
“Pretty cool, huh?” You could see the excitement on Jake’s face as he waved his hand towards the plane.
“Very cool,” you admitted, and it was true. You might not have been into planes but this was something else. You felt a great sense of pride knowing that your boyfriend was protecting his country.
“Unfortunately we both can’t fly it because it’s a F/A-18E.” You looked at him, utterly confused but he quickly corrected himself, realizing that he was talking a completely different language to you.
“It means it’s a single, but Phoenix said we could borrow her and Bob’s plane, as long as we didn’t have sex in it.” He laughed as he watched your face contort in horror, “don’t worry, Darlin’ we won’t and anyway you know how much room I need when I make love to you.” You cringed inwardly at Jake’s awful attempt to seduce you. Honestly, this man always had sex on the brain. He helped you climb up into Bob’s seat before hopping into the seat in front of you. You picked at the ends of your gloves nervously as the plane began to move. Once you were out on the hangar Jake put the canopy down and you could hear his voice come through on the radio.
“Are you ok back there, Baby?”
“Yep, all good,” you tried not to sound too nervous, after all, you were excited to be in a plane with Jake. He’d told you so many times about the amazing sunsets and views so you were excited to see them for yourself.
You could feel your stomach churning as the plane picked up speed and you had to suppress a scream as you felt the ground disappear beneath you. You climbed higher and faster before you eventually levelled out. You could see the base far below you as you cruised above the clouds. Jake’s voice echoed in your ears but you barely heard him, too enthralled by the view.
“Jake this is incredible,” you whispered and could hear Jake laughing lightly.
“I told you it was worth it.”
The colours danced past you as you placed your hand up the glass in complete awe.
“I’ve always loved this view. It’s one of my favourite parts of the day, except for coming home to you, Baby.” He added and you could tell he was smiling.
“I love it, Jake.”
“I knew you would. I wanted you to be a part of something I love so much because… well… I love you, (y/n). It’s always been you. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to say it and I know now I seem like an idiot because it was so easy to say but… I was just scared. I was scared that after I said it that would be it and the magic would be gone and you’d want to leave.” You could tell Jake was starting to tear up slightly and you leaned forward the best you could, trying to gently touch his shoulder. Jake very rarely showed his emotions so this was a real breakthrough for him. He nodded as you reassured him and soon regained his composure. The rest of the flight was smooth, you finished your circuit of North Island before descending and back to base. You held your breath as the plane touched down and finally sighed with relief once Jake had parked it back in the hangar.
As the canopy opened, Jake hopped out, helping you down. As soon as your feet touched the tarmac you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, hugging him. “I love you, Jake Seresin. Thank you for sharing your world with me.”
Jake chuckled, placing a delicate kiss on your forehead.
“You’re welcome, Darlin’. Thank you for being in my world. I love you so much.” You wove your fingers into the hair at the base of his neck, pulling him down into a delicate kiss. Your lips met passionately and Jake’s hand trailed up your stomach, unzipping your flight suits.
“Seresin? Is that you?” You jumped away from Jake quickly, trying to compose yourself.
“Shit! It’s Cyclone. Quick. Quick. Go! Go! Go!” Jake pushed you out of the hangar, grabbing your hand as you raced towards Jake’s car, your clothes forgotten. Once inside the car you burst into a fit of giggles, nervously looking out the window to see Cyclone looking around the empty hangar.
“That was too close,” you whispered but Jake just hummed, his lips already attacking your neck. You tried to push him away. “No, Jake, we can’t. Phoenix said I could borrow one of the flight suits, not have sex in it,” you groaned.
Jake pulled away briefly, “she said we couldn’t have sex in her plane, she never mentioned anything about the uniform.” It was safe to say that you washed the flight suit three times before giving it back to Natasha, rather embarrassed, luckily she was none the wiser putting it back in the pile with the other spares, although knowing Jake’s big mouth you soon wouldn’t be able to look her in the eye.
