Seduction Techniques

Flying in life and death

Ok, so I was looking at this and I had an ✨idea✨

Picture a fanfic, up in Top Gun heaven, where you get wings if someone back on earth gives you their. Think of them, and your wings will appear. The more wings you are given, the greater the range of people you can think about to make them appear. If you think about two of them at once, you'll get two sets of wings.

Everybody liked Goose so it seems likely that he'd have a few.

Carole is not a pilot so she doesn't have any. If she wants to fly though, Goose has enough wings for the both of them. He'll carry her.

And, of course, Iceman has Maverick. So, whenever he thinks of his wingman, he'll be able to fly again.

Wings

EOS stares at the soft, fluffy white material covering the ground at her feet. She must be making a face without realizing it, because almost immediately she hears John laugh.

“It’s snow, EOS! You know, frozen–”

“I am very well aware of what it is!” EOS snaps, mildly hurt that John didn’t think she knew what something as simple as snow was. “Snow is precipitation that has frozen into crystalline ice flakes and collected upon the Earth.” She’s still staring at it, however. Of course she knows academically what snow is, but she’s spent most of her existence on Thunderbird Five, or on a tropical island that never truly sees winter.

She’s never been this close to it before.

Cautiously, EOS takes a few steps forward, listening to the scrunchy noise the flakes make when ground together when stepped on. It’s strange, almost like hearing someone squeezing styrofoam, although not as squeaky. Her eyes are still fixed on the ground when something cold and slightly damp impacts the back of her head and breaks apart, spreading chunks of wet coldness through her hair. In shock, she turns back and is surprised to see a sheepish expression on John’s face, along with quite a lot of snow clinging to his knitted gloves.

“What–?” she says, that one word filled with so much meaning that it doesn’t truly need more added to it.

John’s face is very pink all of a sudden under the brighter red at his nose, ears and the tops of his cheek from the cold. Still, he’s smiling even with the apologetic bend to his eyebrows. “It was just a snowball– I’m sorry, I forgot– It’s just… the timing was perfect–” EOS still looks confused, not quite understanding the humor he’s taking from it. His eyes soften at how utterly lost she looks, and he walks over and gently brushes the snow from her hair.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. Here, let me show you.” He places his hand on her back, and she stoops down as he does, watching, then imitating how he scoops up a handful of snow. “You pack it together like this,” John says, demonstrating the motion, then dropping his own handful to guide her hands through it. When her first snowball emerges at last, lumpy and slightly misshapen though a good first effort, he stands up and gestures at himself. “You get a free hit. It’s only fair.”

EOS shakes her head vigorously. “I can’t throw something at you! I could throw too hard or I could hit you in an unprotected spot or…”

John raises his hands in surrender. “Fine, throw it at the ground then. But snowballs are meant to be thrown, EOS. It’s a game.”

Her eyes flit to him, then the ground, and then back again and he can practically see her processors working. After a few more glances, and even some off to the side in mild distress, she pulls her arm back and throws the snowball as gently as she can at him. It doesn’t even sting as it hits his coat and breaks apart, strewing bits of snow all over his chest.

“Was that so hard?” he asks, a kind smile on his face and in his voice. EOS shakes her head, a smile crossing her own face as she stoops down again, hands reaching for the snow below her.

When John finally tells her they have to go back inside before they’re missed, a good fifteen minutes later, both are lying on the ground, half-covered with snow and grins on their faces.

Yessssss

THAT IS HOW WE DO.

Commander Shore: Gordon Cooper Tracy, your reputation precedes you

Gordon: Thank you, Sir

Commander Shore: Not a compliment

Young SarahIce

Yeah they're gonna say that

He ain't the kind to hold my hand

He ain't gonna try to understand

Nothing under the surface

He's just looking for a pretty face

But they got it all wrong

I got it all right

They say they just don't see it

But I saw it at first sight

- Unapologetically (by Kelsea Ballerini)

It’s taken me a while to get this colored and boy it seems like almost a lifetime since I drew it back in September, but I really just felt like coloring today. I haven’t done enough with EOS’s mission uniform anyway. XD

But yeah, have some John and EOS feels to start the day with! (or end the day in my case, whoops.) Because these two are and always will be my absolute favorites (both with series-canon, pure-code EOS and my own AU synthetic humanoid codebrat EOS) and I look forward to hopefully seeing more of them this season!

new headcanon for the dialogue here:

rooster, pulling back from the hug, laughing to himself: “you know, I always dreamed of flying with you as a kid.”

mav, visibly touched, smiling like a doofus, probably concussed let’s be real: “hmm. and the verdict?”

rooster, exhausted smile, shaking his head, definitely concussed amirite: “absolutely never again.”

and then they laugh and the photo’s taken 📸❤️

OK BUT YOU JUST COMBINED MY TWO FAVOURITE THINGS IN THE WORLD LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW

Commander Shore: Gordon Cooper Tracy, your reputation precedes you

Gordon: Thank you, Sir

Commander Shore: Not a compliment

Mav: I have always wanted to be a pilot! Since I was six years old.

Ice: And before that?

Mav: I wanted to be an aeroplane.

We Could've Been A Family

Some people long for a life that is simple and planned,

Tied with a ribbon,

Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land,

To follow what's written,

But I'd follow you to the great unknown,

Off to a world we call our own.

Hand in my hand

And we promised to never let go,

We're walking a tightrope.

High in the sky,

We can see the whole world down below,

We're walking a tightrope.

Never sure, never know how far we could fall...

But it's all an adventure

That comes with a breathtaking view,

Walking a tightrope,

With you...

This is the funniest thing I have read all week 😂😂😂

Somewhere in Panem with the victors the 74th year

Katniss climbing the tree

Gloss: Really Haymitch, this is the girl that got an 11 as a training score??

Cato falls

Haymitch: At least she got up the fuckin tree.

Cashmere: It’s fine someone else will get her.

None if the carriers climbing

Enobaria: You gotta be kidding me.

Johanna and Finnick join on the couch

Johanna: Even Finnick’s kids could climb a fucking tree,

Finnick hiding laughter

Brutus: At least our kids made it past the blood bath, can’t say the same for either of yours.

Johanna: I bet you wish they’d kept one of mine around right about now.

Gloss: its fine, she’s a sitting duck, they can just shoot her, its not like she can dodge it, or move.

Glimmer misses shot

Haymitch: Did that girl ever hit any target with her arrow? Because mine did.

Cashmere: We told her to grab a short distance weapon, she has no aim.

Enobaria: that’s embarrassing, for the careers. Cato will get her, he doesn’t miss.

Cato fires arrow and misses

Brutus: Oh my god, I can’t watch this, im getting second hand embarrassment.

Haymitch: Can none of your kids climb a tree???

Cashmere: I guess not.

Marvel throws spear and misses

Finnick: None of them can aim either, this is just sad

Peeta: lets wait her out, she has to come down at some point.

Haymitch laughing hysterically,

Some time later

Katniss starting to cut down tracker jackers

Gloss: Did all our kids seriously fall asleep,

Cashmere rubbing her temples: Yea, they did

Johanna: Who sleeps that heavily in the arena??? Shes making so much noise how are they not awake?

Enobaria: She’s gonna die from those jackers before that nest falls,

Nest falls and careers scatter

Brutus: I need another drink,

Glimmer dies

Johanna: HAH HOW DOES IT FEEL HAVING YOUR CAREER BE TAKEN OUT BY THE DISTRICT 12 GIRL!

Cashmere: no comment,

Some more time later

Katniss plots with rue to blow up food

Gloss: they aren’t gonna fall for that.

They fall for it

Haymitch: you were saying?

Enobaria: This year sucks

Katniss kills Marvel

Johanna (drunk) : HAH BOTH OF YOUR TRIBUTES TAKEN OUT BY THE 12 GIRL!

Gloss: Ok im leaving now.

Cashmere: yea i think im also gonna head out…

Johanna (drunk): LOOSERS HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!

Finnick: ok Jo, come on, that’s enough for you,

Takes her alcohol

Johanna: no fairrrr, you never take Haymitch’s alcohol

Haymitch: he knows not to mess with me

Finnick: Every time you get drunk, you end up in a fist fight, or breaking something, or both, Haymitch just passes out.

Johanna: OH WHAT YOU WANNA FIGHT LETS FIGHT!

Finnick picks Jo up and carries her to the elevator as she continues screaming and fighting

Haymitch to Brutus and Enobaria: Haha, your tributes arent as cool as mineeee,

Brutus: at least our girl doesn’t look like she wants to vomit getting close to her supposed lover.

Finnick returns

Enobaria: that was fast?

Finnick: I locked her in her bathroom,

Haymitch: Didn’t she just break down the door last time?

Finnick: I handcuffed one of her hands to the pipes and the other to the door.

Elevator doors open revealing Johanna, drenched in water, still handcuffed to a pipe, and the door.

Finnick: I give up. *sits down*

Brutus: what the fuck is wrong with you.

Both Finnick and Jo simultaneously: A lot.