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thebahwrites · 11 months

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absolutely fucking TICKLED to be writing again, thrilled, so happy, banging out the tunes and shit

#bah rambles #icemav my beloved #killshot/shockwave my dearest project #going INSANE here

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writernothingness · 11 months

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Val Kilmer: gets casted in a military propaganda movie

Val Kilmer:

#top gun #tom iceman kazansky #icemav #val kilmer #my beloved <3

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an-eternal-state-of-simping · 10 months

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I’ve seen the HC that Iceman wouldn’t like Hangman, but that’d def change on Father’s Day.

Rooster would invite Hangman over to the IceMav household so they could all spend the day together.

When things start to slow down, though, Jake decides to call his father even though they don’t have a good relationship. Might as well try, right?

But the call doesn’t go well and by the time it’s over, Jake is fighting all sorts of emotions by himself in the backyard.

Now, Ice didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but Jake’s exchange with his dad sounded quite similar to ones he himself had with his own father many years ago. Maybe all this time he’d been a bit too harsh on Jake.

So he goes up and pats the distressed aviator on the shoulder with a, “welcome to the daddy issues club.”

Tom guides Jake to some lawn chairs and then goes to grab them both a beer. When he comes back, he shares stories about his own dad to comfort Jake. They then spend a good chunk of times bashing their own fathers together.

The conversation ends with Tom saying, “Don’t worry about that guy you just called, you have two better dads now.”

Meanwhile Mav and Rooster are fist-bumping from the bushes as they watch the exchange.

#my beloved twinks with daddy issues #happy father's day #top gun #icemav #hangster #pete maverick mitchell #iceman #maverick #tom iceman kazansky #rooster #hangman #top gun headcanons

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polar-equinoxx · 4 months

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crashing, not burning,

december blues on ao3

part one || part 2

my two favourite frames under the cut :3 that I may colour/render at some point

#AAAAA FINALLY I FINISHED THE FIC #TAKE THIS MY BELOVED FRIENDS #I STILL LOVE HOW THE ANIMATION TURNED OUT #😭😭😭😭#ms tg #ms art #ms fanfics #icemav #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #top gun

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shit-sorry-fuck-mybad · 6 months

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Mav is the type of guy that has a crisis everytime he hits another decade

He had one at 30 because I haven’t done everything I was supposed to do Ice

He had one at 40 because this is where I start to actually get old Ice

He had one at 50 because I’m not supposed to be doing what I do at 50 Ice

He has one at 60 because suddenly he feels too young, too young to have lost his best friends, too young to have gained then lost and then get back a son, too young to have almost died as many times as he has, too young to have lost his husband

#trust in me to make it sad anyways #top gun #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #dead ice my beloved #tom iceman kazansky

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unlawfulchaos · 1 year

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Mav: I once had a crush on someone and I didn't know how to handle it so I filled their car with heart-shaped confetti.

Slider: ...

Ice: That’s so funny! I went to my car once and found it filled with heart-shaped confetti.

Mav: How fun! I have to go water my dog now.

#ice didnt put it all together until much later #he asked slider if mav had a crush on him #slider was crying on the floor over how blind his pilot was #how can ice be so smart and yet so dumb #mav is ice's blind spot #incorrect quotes #top gun #icemav #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #ron slider kerner #i always make slider suffer dealing with icemav shenanigans #im so sorry slider my beloved #and no mav doesnt even have a dog #he's just an idiot #who comes up with bad excuses to run away from ice #because he's blushing and embarrassed

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thatsrightice · 7 months

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Okay but someone write an AU where Maverick and the daggers carry out the mission as canon, Maverick gets shot down saving Rooster and then Rooster gets shot down saving Maverick and cue the whole “I saved your life” “No I saved your life” debate. They steal the F-14 and fight off the fifth gen fighters but when the last jet comes at them and they have no flares and Rooster is pulling on the ejection handles but “they’re not working, Mav” suddenly the enemy jet explodes and emerging from the carnage isn’t the F-16 of Hangman, no, it’s an F-14 and there’s confusion cause why the f*ck and how the f*ck and who the f*ck- but then there’s that oh-so-familiar “yeehaw! great balls of fire!” that has Mav desperately trying to spin around to look at Rooster who’s got his hands up pleading ignorance and then there’s this ice-cool, calm and soothing voice telling Mother Goose to calm down that has Maverick now believing they must have died and this is heaven (or maybe hell?). They’re close enough to each other that they can make out the young heartthrob that is Tom “Iceman” Kazansky and the eternally young Nick “Goose” Bradshaw both of which look straight out of the Top Gun days like the guardian angels they are.

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pitchthepeach · 4 months

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Tom and Pete's first meeting in @icezansky 's fantastic Pontiac Blues

#stop what you're doing and go read Pontiac Blues it's an order <3 #top gun #icemav #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #Pontiac Blues (my beloved)#i debated the whole day whether i should post it or not but sometimes you have to take out the trash (post on tumblr) and move on!!#it wasnt supposed to look this... how do you say ringard in english? well that :(#i'm so sorry i'll do better next time !!#(their faces lmao week old corpses <3)

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onestormynight · 1 year

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twinky Icemav at their first formal event

#top gun #icemav #iceman #tom kazansky #maverick #pete mitchell #tom cruise #val kilmer #BABYS #MY BELOVEDS #THEYRE SO GAY GJDJFHHD

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spacewinter · 10 months

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i just had an icemav time travel au idea. Iit's somewhat sad but also happy ending and tragic and-

should i go on

#icemav #iceman x maverick #iceman #maverick #time travel aus my beloved

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icemankazansky · 6 months

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Icemav ballet au for the three sentence fic perhaps :3c

Thanks for playing!

As predicted, this is many more than three sentences.

Maverick came in to the rehearsal studio over an hour early, hoping to get the space to himself for a while. No such luck. Ice was already there, on the floor stretching. Maverick was determined to ignore him, but he hadn’t even gotten to the barre when Ice spoke.

“Hey, Mitchell,” he said. “Come give me a hand.”

Maverick looked at him a moment too long, and Ice raised his brow.

“Can you help me, or not?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Maverick said, making his way over to him. “What do you need?”

“I can’t get this hamstring loose. I just need you to give me some pressure.”

Maverick sighed, dropping into a crouch between Ice’s legs. Ice scooted forward a little, then lay on his back.

“Don’t you have a trainer for this?” Maverick grumbled, but when Ice lifted his leg, he took it, supporting Ice at the ankle and below his knee. He helped direct Ice into position, Ice’s calf on his shoulder.

“Keep your hips down,” Maverick said.

Ice rolled his eyes. “Yes, Mother.”

Maverick applied gentle pressure, stretching Ice’s leg up toward his head. The further Ice stretched, the closer Maverick got to him. Ice laid out beneath him, Maverick slotted between his legs, Ice’s leg up on his shoulder like if they were …

Maverick felt himself flushing, felt his pulse throbbing in his throat. He chanced a look at Ice’s face, worried Ice could see right through him. Ice’s pale eyes met his for a moment, and Ice panted out a breath.

“Am I hurting you?” Maverick asked gently.

Ice looked away, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. “I wouldn’t call it that, no.”

#asks answered #beloved mutuals #fic memes #top gun fanfiction #icemav #my writing

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writernothingness · 3 months

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“How many times have you watched top gun?” Yes. Correct.

#top gun #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #bradley rooster bradshaw #ron slider kerner #jake hangman seresin #nick goose bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #robert bob floyd #mickey fanboy garcia #the dagger squad #val kilmer #my beloved <3 #seriously #so many times #I know every scene by heart and hundreds of facts #dude #i love these guys

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iceman-maverick · 5 months

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is softly trying to wake up your sleepy partner a trope ? idk. anyway “ice, baby, it’s time to wake up.”

“Ice, baby,” Maverick whispers, lightly pushing at his shoulder “it’s time to wake up,”

Several truths reveal themselves to Ice the moment he returns to consciousness:

It is swelteringly hot

The base of his spine hurts like a bitch

He is naked

And, most troubling, he is quite sticky

None of these revelations are particularly encouraging, but his aching back quickly takes priority as Ice comes to and gets his bearings. He stretches his arms, grossly caked in dried over sweat, over his head and then yelps once his index finger collides with the metal coils of the bed frame. He frowns, bringing the wounded digit to his lips.

Maverick is sitting on the edge of the bed - dressed, showered, and shaven with an irritatingly dopey smile. He’s wearing jeans and his leather jacket, which doesn’t make much sense given how fucking hot it is in here.

Ice squints at him accusingly.

“What-” Ice starts, then swallows. His throat is bone-dry, his tongue not much farther off as he sucks on his still throbbing finger. “What time- wait, where are we?”

The curtains of the room are drawn shut tight enough that just the slightest ray of sunlight is able to creep in. There’s no air conditioning, and the bedframe squeaks loudly with even the slightest of movement so Ice figures that wherever they are, it’s old as hell.

“It’s almost three,” Mav tells him. He gestures for Ice to sit up and passes over a glass to Ice’s free hand. Ice frowns as the motion pulls unpleasantly at his back and then promptly gulps down the entire thing. Ice rolls his shoulders and pops his neck. God, he is fucking sore.

“Come on sweetheart,” Mav prompts, “wheels up. Slider’s starting to lose it out there,”

Mav stands and walks over to open the curtain, flooding the room with light. Ice flinches at the brightness, peeling back the thin cover sheet and swinging his legs over so that his feet land on the fuzzy teal carpet. The sheet - adorned with pastel pink flowers and butterflies - sticks to Ice’s leg as he moves. He grimaces as the puzzle pieces begin to fall in place.

“Am I in heat?” He asks, trying not to be overly put out by Maverick’s smug look.

“Nope,” Mav pops the 'p', from where he stands, arms crossed, by the window. “Well, you were. Not anymore though, I saw to that, thank you very much. It came on fast enough that we had to get real creative,"

Ice blinks, his stomach drops. "...Creative?"

"We’re in Nana’s room,”

Oh Christ.

It had been Ice’s idea in the first place to get the band back together so to speak. It had been a few years and between deployments, reassignments, and Hollywood going local, everyone was clamoring for a vacation.

Maverick famously hates anything to do with camping so they compromised, landing on what Slider has taken to calling Boyscouts Lite. Ice found an RV rental and enough tents to reasonably shelter a handful of pilots, three women, an eight year old, and twin baby girls.

A tall order to fill, no doubt, but thankfully Slider's Nana conveniently owns a vast plot of land up in NorCal with river access, enough trees to give Hollywood the creeps and, most importantly, radio signal. Maverick refused to go unless he could be guaranteed his daily dose of Springsteen. Nana was more than happy to act as their crew's headquarters, positively delighted to meet all of Ronald’s little friends.

Ice’s last lucid memory was breaking up an argument between Carol and Wolf. They had been organizing the fishing equipment when suddenly Wolf shrieked a sharp, piercing wail that startled several birds into flight. His finger had been pricked - barely, Carol protested. Accusations began flying and Maverick, naturally, was no help.

Within moments of parking the RV, Mav elected himself as the resident river thermometer, stripping to board shorts, making a real show of it once the chorus of whistles and cheers started up. He plopped himself down - a can of beer in either hand - onto one of Bradley’s tubes (the one with the flamingos, specifically) and cast off into the river. Supervising, he had smirked from his tube, bopping along without a care in the world. Ice supposed he should be grateful that his alpha wasn’t one of those excruciating knotheads that insisted on micromanaging everything, but mostly Ice was just annoyed that he was left alone to wrangle with the tents.

Ice vaguely remembers pushing himself between Carol and Wolf - the distinctly unpleasant scent of agitated betas making his lip curl. He had shoved Wolf back hard and then after that Ice’s memory goes mostly blurry.

Heat tends to do that to a guy.

“Come on,” Maverick startles him back into the present, reaching a hand out to pull Ice to his feet. Ice brings his arms up and around Maverick’s neck, breathing in the reassuring scent of content alpha - his alpha.

“Hi,” Ice smiles into Mav’s neck, swaying forward to let the alpha bear most of his weight. Mav makes a pleased sound and wraps his arms around Ice’s hips, digging his thumbs in to massage at the sore tissue.

The sound Ice lets out in relief is rather unbecoming of a naval officer with his record, but Ice is too blissed out to find it in himself to be embarrassed. Plus, they're alone and it's not ike Maverick is a stranger to the various groans, moans, and whines Ice comes up with. No, Maverick loves when Ice gets vocal, makes it his most sacred duty to get Ice to make as many sounds as possible in bed.

It's a shame he doesn't remember much of the previous night, Ice thinks. If the ache in his back is anything to go by, it must have been a good one.

Ice lifts up his right leg to rest atop Maverick’s hip and swoons as Mav, ever eager to follow Ice’s lead, uses his grip to pull up Ice into his arms. It’s a little ridiculous, what with Ice’s clear size advantage and all. But Maverick is strong, and takes Ice’s weight like it’s nothing. He shuffles his hold so that Ice can squeeze his thighs around Mav’s waist, effectively clinging like a starfish across Maverick’s front.

“Hi,” Mav smiles back once they’re both situated. “Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

Ice drops his head to rest snuggly on Mav’s shoulder, and nods. He lets his eyes close as Maverick begins to walk towards what Ice prays to be some form of indoor plumbing.

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