time takes no prisoners 2: electric boogaloo: the sequel (™) for wip wednesday!
✨ force me to write one of these five WIPs for WIP wednesday! ✨
omg thank you bunches for sending this ask in, lovely! i am so sorry about the uh. month lateness and also the distinctly not wednesday-ness of this reply. but i hope that u can enjoy nonetheless <3
With the light of a new future bursting through at the seams, now, Bradley has been forced to throw the entire list away- knowing Maverick loves him, knowing he isn’t alone, knowing he never made mom and dad proud and frankly never could’ve, not the way he’d been living. And perhaps most unsettlingly, knowing that he hadn’t known the true extent of what pledging allegiance to old Uncle Sam could do, that the feeling he’d had on the matter had only been fueled by his own stupid, youthful hubris. He doesn’t think he ever could have imagined being shot down over enemy lines. He’d been well aware of the possibility of being shot down, of course; waiting for search and rescue in friendly waters and knowing with a decent amount of certainty that they were coming. He’d even prepared for nothingness. An explosion of heat and flame, light stealing away your vision until only darkness remained. That’s the version of events you reconcile with. You have to. It’s a fact of life, a brick your career in the air will be built atop: the very real possibility of dying.
