Martha // she/they // 24 // this is a topgun/icemav account you’re very welcome to stay and be delusional // always open for asks and stuff so hit me up // used to post under @localmajortom
(Slider and Wolfman are talking about another pilot they know)
Wolfman:...He was such a wizard in the air, so his callsign was "Gandalf".
Maverick: Gandalf?
Slider: Yeah.
(Maverick shrugs like he doesn't get the reference)
Slider: - Hello? Didn't you read "Lord of the Rings" in high school?
Maverick(glares): No, I had SEX in high school...
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ice smiles in this one specific way at mav at both tg and tgm. it’s the only time you get to see his laugh lines when his eyes crinkle and it’s just … agh. romance
i always refer to Rooster and Hangman by their names (Bradley and Jake) and i sometimes do the same with the dagger squad (natasha/ javy/ mickey) and i was talking to my sister and she was like “Coyotes real name is Javy??” and then i realised that in the movie all of their actual names are never really said except for Bradley’s who was mentioned like twice and that i infact have read so much fan fiction i’ve somehow memorised all their names.
(After Rooster's first week at TOP GUN)
Rooster(on the phone, sounding a little grouchy):...Hey, Dad.
Goose(sighs):...What's his name?
Rooster: What?
Goose: The asshole in your class that seems to be making it his mission to piss you off - what's his name?
Rooster: Hangman.
Goose: Is he good-looking?
Rooster: What?!
Goose: Is he?
Rooster: Uh...yeah, I guess.
Goose: Is he blonde?
Rooster:...How'd you know that?
Goose(to Carole): - Honey, talk to Bradley. I need to scream into a pillow and then give Maverick a call.
I’ve read so many detailed TG and TGM fics to the point where I know way more about naval aviation than I should. So when I watch it with my family, it takes every bone in my body to not just say every detail I’ve learned bc I don’t feel like explaining that my knowledge came from stories about gay pilots
"That every time he’s stood in front of his father’s grave, it hasn’t been Goose that he’s been thinking of. Goose didn’t teach him how to shave, how to drive, or how to throw a baseball; he never got the chance to. Bradley doesn’t remember anything that his Dad taught him, because Maverick didn’t just teach him to shave and to drive and to throw- he also taught him who Goose was at all. Whenever he thinks back on Mom, it’s her, and like it or not, when he thinks back on Dad- whatever that misty little concept is- it’s been Maverick."
― @actuallyitsstar // time takes no prisoners (you'll see)
The big photo albums that Goose kept all of his pictures in, took up the majority of the bookcases in the Bradshaw's study, lining at least the two bottom rows. Goose on Film Volumes 1 - infinity for all Ice cared. He never really bothered to count them, cause whenever he had tried to, Goose had produced another one, adding it to the shelf after making a whole show out of it. Goose would get out the projector and made all of them sit in his living room while telling them a story about each and every one of the photos he's taken for this album.
Ice would be lying to himself and everyone he knew if he didn't admit that he at least enjoyed those evenings just a little bit. In fact he loved them, together with everyone he cares about, Mav by his side laughing and smiling.
Today was another evening like that, celebrating Goose on Film volume 30-something. Mav's last mission, him and Bradley smiling and laughing as they had made it out alive, BBQ at their place last summer and much more.
Ice stared at the cork board with a faint smile, looking at the things Goose and Carole had deemed as important enough to hang up on there. Two post-it notes, one with an airplane Goose had tried to draw that came out looking more like a fish, the two photos he had to steal back from Mav and Slider's wife, a negative to a picture of him and Mav from the 90s and of course their entire pride and joy, a picture little Brad Brad had drawn them. Not being able to draw planes seems to run in the family.
Ice smiled like he only did in private, looking at all the memories the Bradshaws had kept over the years, their entire house a testament to a life full of memories worthy of being stored out in the open.
Goose on Film Vol. 5, open on the floor, first page showing Mavericks sloppy all caps handwriting in a pen that had already seen its best days by the time Goose made his husband write the title with it. The photo to the negative that was on the cork board, gleamed at him in mint condition, like it had never been touched or seen the light of day. Maverick never seemed to look at the camera when he was so most of the photos they have together are of either him or Mav looking at anything other than the camera pointing at them. Nothings changed there.
Sometimes Ice doesn't know which exit ramp on which highway he took to end up here, but he won't question it.
"Ice come back! Carole's getting the ice cream!"
His smile grew, bidding the albums and the cork board a last goodbye. "Until next time", Ice whispered and turned back around to his family.
Listen I know I promised this thing to you guys at least a month ago, I apologize. My apprenticeship is beating my ass right now, time wise mostly.
Thing is I've also been writing on an icemav ff. I'm not going to promise you ppl any time frames, cause I know it won't work out, but it'll come.
Hope it’s going better for you guys than me cause we have a little flood problem in our basement 🥲
I’m off from school for a few weeks and I might even be able to post the manip I’ve been working on for a while, I’ve just been too stressed to finish it.
Anyways…. Don’t kill your families and have a good time