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free my man (jake seresin), he did it all but idc

[welcometololaland]

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lola. 18+. sensitive little crab (♋︎) with an allergy to shutting the fuck up.

mostly here for my unhinged fic, but my blog contains multitudes (tennis, glen powell and general stupidity).

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Top Gun Maverick - Text Posts [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16]

blanket statement - i welcome any and all inspired fics, artwork, podfic, translations etc. 💜 my only requirement is (and has always been) that such works are posted only to ao3 and/or tumblr and are linked to the original work. if you see any fic of mine (or suspected copy - this has happened before) on another site, please reach out to me <3

[iicommission]

[deslizada]

man sometimes friendship really is just "I saw this and knew it would give you psychic damage. please respond with agony" and then they do. and it's great

[goddesspharo]

Now the face plunge! [x]

[goddesspharo]

Back at it, lemon slices and all. [x]

[welcometololaland]

From mythical (which is concerningly like 80 something k now). Thanks @actuallylemon @books2beach @ladyknight1512 @carlos-in-glasses @tgmsunmontue

Callie groans loudly as Nat makes a noise of protest. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“How imaginative,” Reuben adds, with an extremely judgemental eyebrow raise.

“I think true love might be dead, actually,” Mickey says, although he sounds genuinely upset about it.

“Nah,” Billy chimes in, patting Mickey on the shoulder in apparent consolation. “Just remember that whatever the fuck Bradshaw is doing, he’s probably doing it wrong.”

A noise of agreement goes up from the group at large as Bradley unwraps his arm around Jake’s shoulders and makes a ‘what the fuck?’ gesture with both hands. “Wow," he scoffs. "Thanks, everyone."

“Friends don’t let other friends give their boyfriend the ick,” Nat says, inadvertently throwing an atomic bomb into whatever fragile peace Jake and Bradley have been maintaining by simply not talking about it. “Do you want him to break up with you?”

open tag and: @prollybradshaw @@hangmanbradshaw @mxrcusflint @intrepidjourneys @roosterseresin @tornadeoqueen @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @butchbradshaw @overwhelmed-alien @sonnywrites @ozonecologne @shealwaysreads @hippolotamus @shorelinetides @halestrom @theglitteringtrio @green-socks @exhuastedpigeon @liminalmemories21

[welcometololaland]

don't think, just do

[fishfwcker]

bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw who is so fucking bad at pretending he is not jealous. so terrible at it. he will stand stiff as a board and give the bitchiest, most “over it” sidelong eye you’ve ever seen. is he chewing gum the way he moves his jaw? upon closer inspection you can hear what sounds like gravel and realize he’s actually eating his own teeth. he will be so diplomatically unchill like pull your shit together. its pissing him off. its ruining his week

and jake ‘hangman’ seresin who turns into a total, catty bitch. he’s a cat when you’re using a laptop. he’s clawing on the blanket right where the painful soft part of skin is. he’s suddenly the worst and nobody thought it possible to go lower. suddenly its uncomfortable how much he’s interrupting to all but publicly boo a stranger. he’s going after their lineage, their looks, their pets. bystanders start getting high school flashbacks

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

Commission for @exhuastedpigeon of a scene from their hangster fic, Courting Rituals💛🧇

simple colour // half body // + background elements

Sketch and close up below

[ozonecologne]

with a bruise as a consequence by ozonecologne

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Jake “Hangman” Seresin (Top Gun: Maverick)

12k, rated M

Jake breathes out, grief-stricken, as he pulls higher and higher. The enemy’s missile tone chases them with only seconds to go, and Jake feels its drag like a physical weight across his back. “I’m sorry,” he says, and it’s not just for this. The tone for a missile lock tolls through the air. “I’m so sorry, Bradley.” -- The ending of Top Gun: Maverick if Maverick was never team leader.

[quietwingsinthesky]

the dynamic between two people who love a third person so much and come to understand each other because of that is so important to me. you would put them first, and so would i. you understand why we have to save them from themself. i trust you with their life, and so, that means more than if i trusted you with mine. the love doesn't have to be the same, but it's powerful enough that you understand why you're not the only satellite drawn into their orbit.

[sparklecryptid]

Mutuals I want you to know that if you are feeling down I am handing you little heart stickers through the computer

[glenpowelljr]

GLEN POWELL HIT MAN BLOOPER REEL

[mxrcusflint]

delusions of grandeur

aka jake losing his mind over a crush, 1k of pure crack Jake: dude I'm in this briefing and I can't look at him Javy: are you texting in front of Cyclone? Jake: It's either this or grinning like an idiot Jake: it's just me, my crush, and his ugly mustache

read more on AO3

[exhuastedpigeon]

match my freak or perish

[exhuastedpigeon]

[sonnywrites]

[kaizsche]

TOP GUN MAVERICK FEATURETTE: CLEARED FOR TAKE OFF

[hangmanbradshaw]

the house don't fall when the bones are good on ao3

explicit, complete, 2/2, fake dating AU

Bradley is ready to go home. Not to Chicago and certainly not to the Lake of the Ozarks, but the Wright Resort project is the ticket that will get him back to California. All he has to do is convince a town to approve a resort they all hate...while working with his ex's family. Luckily, the hot, local Marina owner might be the solution to both problems. Jake Seresin is the perfect candidate to help him- just insane enough to do it, a man who knows the people, and most of all, not a risk to Bradley's heart. After all, there's no world where they'd ever work for real.

Or

Bradley's a Project Manager for a big firm in Chicago, his ex is a wannabe midwestern Hilton who thinks he should run for office, Jake isn't just a dockhand, and there are definitely raccoons plotting Bradley's demise. Love isn't always easy, but it is damn simple.

aka the architect learns that home isn't a place, but the people in it fic