Mav: My fetish is saying some incredibly stupid shit and watching Ice speedrun the five stages of grief as he realizes with horror that he still wants to fuck me.
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[Insert FLYboy or WINGman joke here]
I've been meaning to draw winged pilots art for ages and it's only natural I start with Mav <3
Also trying to work on my shading by adding a variety of hues and different areas of reflective and ambient lighting
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the daggers debating the hottest members of staff:
maverick: *walks past*
bob, leaning close to rooster: your dad is beekeeping age
rooster: SHUT THE FUCK UP
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The first kiss they share is in a corner of the Layton after hours and hours of celebrating. The kiss lasts no more than a few seconds because there's someone calling Mav's name, and the man is already looking that way, maybe to answer their shipmate. But Ice wants the kiss to go on for just a little longer, so he closes his hands around Mav's faces (and Mav can't help but think he has really soft hands for someone in their line of work) and they stay there, looking at each other for a few moments before they are kissing again.
(It becomes their thing, Ice's hands caressing Mav's cheeks or just touching them while the kiss. Mav's attention is all on Ice, and Ice can kiss him for as long as he wants. It gets to be their thing so much that it happens even when Ice is sleepy and hadn't his morning share of cuddles. It particularly happens a morning where Ice comes down for breakfast, Mav is talking with somebody Ice has no care for in that moment, and he just hugs Mav against his chest and shsh whomever the fuck is talking at six in the fucking morning on Sunday and he kisses Mav, just a pec because one of his hands find his way in Mav's hair and the other one on his cheek and then they are kissing, slowly and softly, Mav's back against the kitchen counter and no hurry in Ice's mind. When they are done, two or ten minutes later, Ice leaves one last kiss on his husband's lips before mumbling something about getting back to bed and that Mav should come with him. Around them is just silence but, once again, Ice doesn't a fuck because it's too early and he wants to sleep and be cuddle, damn.)
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Ice and Slider watching Mav being a Menace™️
Slider: Are you sure you want that one?
Ice: Well, maybe I can fix him.
Slider: *noises of disbelief*
Ice: It'll just take some percussive maintenance.
Slider: Percussive...? Dare I ask...?
Ice: I'm gonna pound his ass like a drum until he's too fucked out to cause trouble.
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Mav, throwing his head into Ice's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Ice, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
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i,,, may have gone into a sleep deprived haze and written half of a top gun crackfic where the navy makes its most “down with the kids” officers get social media. including maverick. especially maverick. in an attempt to re-gain enlistment numbers.
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