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lupuslikethewolf · 1 day
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in honour of being promoted to Deputy Stage Manager in my school's theatre department, top gun high school/sixth form au:
Dr Kazansky rules the drama department with an iron fist. always wearing black turtlenecks. never seen without his glasses, his coffee, and his terrifying glare (which earned him the moniker Dr Iceman). do not show up to rehearsals if you don't know your lines. death be upon the poor students who fuck around during tech and dress, because they will find out. he loves the crew tho.
Mr Call-Me-Mav Mitchell is the head of sports. you name it, he's played it, and he could absolutely give you pointers, also, do you want a protein bar with that? it's chocolate flavoured :) even the kids who Hate (capital H) sports love him. he is sunshine and adrenaline in human form. endless energy. no one knows why he is called maverick, but even the principal does it, so.
Mr Kerner is the principal. he is also the only person who can interrupt rehearsals and survive. dr kazansky loves him. inexplicably, maverick hates him. nough said.
Jake Seresin is the school's golden child, not even because he's Kazansky's nephew. he’s head boy. he’s on the school’s football/rugby team. he writes regular articles for the internal magazines. and this year, he’s playing Orpheus in the school’s production of Hadestown. everyone thinks it’s nepotism. it is and it’s not, jake just lost a bet to his Uncle Tom, and must now reap the consequences to said uncle’s delight.
Bradley Bradshaw has been stage crew since he was thirteen and an overworked runner, thank you very much. it’s his final show, he’s the DSM, and if fucking seresin ruins this for him, he will riot. dr kazansky should never let that happen. however, this is the same man who, last year, laughed when revealing that a screen on stage had turned off and bradley had to go on stage during the show to fix it. hm. maybe bradley should have re-thought his life choices. also: the turntable. the goddamn turntable.
other characters include: phoenix as eurydice, bob doing lighting, payback and fanboy as ASMs who flirt over the comms to everyones misery, cyclone as another drama teacher/stage manager,
maverick keeps turning up to rehearsals and trying to help because his favourite (cough only cough) godson and his favourite player are both interested in this stuff, so he should at least try, right? kazansky hates it until he doesn’t. kerner thinks it’s all fucking hilarious. bradley is embarrassed but its kinda endearing do NOT tell him i said that.
kazansky and maverick both bare witness to A Moment between their respective pseudo sons and decide the two simply must get together for their sakes and also so they never inflict that on another person ever.
bradley and jake both bare witness to A Moment between their respective pseudo fathers and decide the two simply must get together for their sakes and also so they never inflict that on another person ever.
kerner is cackling. Cackling.
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Bradley(texting in bed at 2am): Hey, how do you think lizards can hear things if they don't have ears?...Wait, DO they have ears? Hangman(texting back): I'm literally lying right next to you, why are you texting me?
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loveinwisteria · 3 days
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Mamma Mia! Top Gun AU
Featuring :
Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell as Donna
Jake 'Hangman' Seresin as Sophie
Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky as Sam
Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw as The Boyfriend ™
Donna and the Dynamos being ofc Maverick, Nick 'Goose' Bradshaw as Rosie, and Carole as Tanya.
Ron 'Slider' Kerner as Bill (and yes he Will be pursued by Both Nick and Carole because I said so)
And Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson as Harry (he finds his One True Love at the wedding aka Warlock)
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bo0tleg · 2 days
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Despite being head over heels in love with Ice and Mav's dynamic in the original Top Gun, the same dynamic in Top Gun Maverick with Rooster and Hangman never worked for me. This is my attempt at voicing why:
DISCLAIMER: This was not created with the intention to offend anybody who ships Hangster/Sereshaw. It is simply my understanding of their relationship, and why it doesn't appeal to me. Opinions are like the butthole, everybody has their own. By all means, continue shipping them if you want to, this is only for fun.
Hangman and Rooster's entire relationship is based on resentment.
Unlike Mav and Ice, they have history. There's something from the past that lingers in all of their interactions, poisoning all of their words and actions.
Hangman is frustrated with Rooster, all the time. Of course, he banters with everyone, Phoenix about her gender, Bob about his callsign, but those are more 5th Grader Playground insults than anything. It's different with Rooster, and not in a good way.
When it comes to Rooster, Hangman goes straight to insult his character. He doubts his judgement, insults his way of being and flying, prods about how he needs to change if he wants to fly the mission.
With Ice, he was criticizing Maverick, not insulting him. Hangman is both criticizing AND insulting Rooster because he perceives him in a less that ideal light.
Hangman doesn't understand why Rooster flies the way that he does, and doesn't try to either. He just sees it as wrong and doesn't think twice about it. He goes straight to insulting him because he thinks that it's wrong, and that it's something about Rooster that needs to be fixed.
And Rooster is constantly exasperated because of it. Hangman prods, and jabs, and insults Rooster, but it never works. The more Hangman pokes, the more Rooster closes up, frustrated. He gets angry, pissed and becomes much LESS inclined to listen to anything Hangman is saying.
Rooster doesn't work well under pressure. And that's the only way Hangman operates.
Throughout the movie, Rooster doesn't listen to Hangman once. He might've been right about Rooster being too slow, but it only fell on deaf ears (not to say that he was right to bring up Goose's death, he was defo wrong about that one). All it causes is strife, to the point where Rooster almost punches Hangman because of how infuriating he was to him.
The entire movie, Hangman provoked Rooster to get him to stop being the way he is, because he sees it as a flaw of character. And it doesn't work.
Rooster only drops his need for playing it safe when Maverick tells him to 'Not think, just do'. Because Mav only gave him a push in the right direction, not throw in his face all of his flaws.
(Side note: This is also the reason Rooster doesn't listen to Mav in their argument, because he thinks Maverick was insulting his way of being by saying he wasn't ready. On the mission, by selecting Rooster as his wingman, he recognizes that he is ready, and that he trusts him with his life. Making him more inclined to listen to Mav once in the canyon.)
A relationship where one person is constantly frustrated by the other and the other is constantly exasperated by the former doesn't work.
Because that's how they are, and that's how they function, and it isn't going to change.
Rooster isn't going to stop frustrating Hangman because that's how he works, and Hangman isn't going to stop making Rooster exasperated because he doesn't know how else to voice his feelings.
I can see where the ship comes from, because obviously. Their homoerotic tension could be seen from space. I totally believe that they might have had a fling in the past that ended badly, and that they possibly could have hooked up at some point in the movie in the 'Hate Sex' vein of things. I just don't think it'd be anything beyond that.
They wouldn't work in the long haul, is what I'm trying to say.
They're too similar, and too different at the same time.
They're both hothead stubborn motherfuckers that couldn't come to an agreement if they tried.
And you might show me the scene where Hangman is happy about Dagger 2 hitting the target, and him being absolutely devastated when the same hornet is shot down. I recognize it, it demonstrates care. Hangman cares.
Thing is, that doesn't change anything that I said prior to that.
It's possible to resent, despise, be bitter towards and irritated by someone and still care about them. It's possible to hate them and still care. Hate them, and feel like you don't hate them all the time. Human emotion is a funny thing like that, nothing is ever black and white, always varying shades of gray.
Just because they hate each other (and yes, that is the reading I have on them, doesn't stop them from being horny fuckers about each other tho) doesn't mean they want the other dead.
I believe it's similar to the sentiment of "I hope you get everything you ever wished for, and that I never hear a word about it". Similar, but not the same, in a way I do not know how to describe. Thus, I used that to give the same vibe.
I can't see any future for them, in any shape or form. They hold too many grudges against each other, and both of them have a tendency of holding on to old (bad) feelings far too strongly. Even if they work through whatever problems they have now, new ones would emerge and they would go through the same process again and again and again.
That isn't healthy nor stable. It's not what either of them should strive for in a relationship. With that, I'd probably say that both of them need stable people that hold logic to high regard, and that are easy going (I say that in general terms, with no one specific in mind for either of them).
All that being said, this is my opinion. This is how I view them, and understand their relationship. They don't work for me because I see no logical way they could.
If they work for you, that's great! Enjoy the air gays 2.0 to your hearts contentment, I'm happy for you.
This was just a fun analysis of my vision, with no intention to diminish anyone who might enjoy them.
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lovemadethemdoit · 2 days
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the next fandom exchange someone organizes should have mid-forties hangster as its central topic just putting this out there
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hero-in-waiting · 2 days
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Bradley/Jake, M, 25k
In a world where your soulmate's initials are written over your heart, the last thing Bradley ever expected was to find out after almost a decade of arguments and not-so-friendly competition was that Hangman was his soulmate. It was fine. Really. He was totally fine with it. They could figure it out. Really. It would be fine. Totally fine.
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hatchizero · 20 hours
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tgmsunmontue · 3 days
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Where do I know you from? 2/?
Hangster crackfic. There are too many Jakes and Bradleys for Jake and Bradley to be dealing with. Or the Universe is just as fed up with them being blind.
PART ONE
PART TWO
                Answers do not miraculously present themselves and he decides to switch to water so that he can at least try and track what’s going on, wants to hear the answers to whatever Rooster Three is asking Rooster Four, who is apparently a tattoo artist. Okay then. At least that will be easy enough to remember.
                Then Rooster number five walks in and Jake thought Rooster was tall, but this Rooster is taller, several inches taller and Jake looks around helplessly. He’s not strong enough to resist looking at this many Roosters, everywhere he turns there is at least one in his line of sight and his brain is noting that they’re all unfairly attractive, while another part is wondering whether an orgy with versions of the same person is really an orgy.
                “I wonder why you ended up so tall,” Rooster Three is saying, head tilted as he studies Rooster Five and Jake wonders if everything remained proportional.
                “I ate all my vegetables. What’s going on? Where are we?”
                “This is a Navy bar. I’m guessing parallel universes, but we’re all being pulled here for a reason.”
                “Wow. This is fascinating. What have you discovered so far?”
                “Well, none of us are in the Navy.”
                “What?” Jake interrupts, looking at Rooster Three.
                “Florist, forensic accountant, tattoo artist…” Rooster Three says, pointing at Rooster One, Two and Four.
                “And you?” Rooster Five asks Rooster Three.
                Jake’s head is starting to hurt.
                “I’m an engineer, but I’m also a professor.”
                “Huh. Cool. I got my PhD in physics, but only so I could figure out how to jump out of planes better.”
                “And your Jake? What does he do?”
                “He’s a naval aviator.”
                “Same as mine. Interesting.”
                “Why? Why is that interesting?” Jake interrupts, trying to follow the volley of words back and forth.
                “What does your Bradley do here?”
                “He’s a naval aviator. Why?”
                “Oh shit… a universe where he went to boat school.”
                “No. No he enlisted.”
                “What?” Rooster Three and Five say simultaneously and Jake draws back a little.
                “Uh. He enlisted?”
                “Why did he need to enlist?”
                Jake shifts in his seat, because he only knows about all of this because he saw Bradshaw and Maverick’s fractured relationship and then saw how it has slowly been getting stitched back together, slowly and painfully.
                “Uh. Maverick pulled his papers from USNA.”
                “And Ice let him?”
                “Ice?” Jake asks.
                “Iceman. Tom Kazansky?”
                “Uh… he’s dead?”
                Both Roosters go pale, shaking their heads in denial and Jake wonders if he needs to remind them that this isn’t apparently their universe anyway, so no harm no foul.
                “This is fucked up,” Rooster Five mutters, looking close to tears.
                “But you know who he is,” Rooster Three says to Jake. “I need a bigger piece of paper.”
                Jake needs a drink.
                Screw drinking water so he can deal with the situation better.
                Maybe it will make more sense if he’s drunk.
                Yet another Rooster has walked in, raised an eyebrow and then just politely asked Penny if she needs a hand behind the bar. She’s accepted and told him that he could deal with all his own people, and now Rooster Six is mixing cocktails, clearly knows his way around behind a bar. He slides one across to Jake and nods his head, lips twitching in amusement.
                “You look like you need this.”
                “Thanks,” Jake says, and he doesn’t normally drink cocktails, but this is fresh and sweet, hints of pineapple and he takes another sip, salutes Rooster Six with it and gets a wink back.
                He is so fucked.
                Nope. No. He was wrong. Now he’s fucked. A new Rooster has arrived, wearing scrubs, and that shouldn’t be as hot as it is. Doctor Bradshaw? Nurse Bradshaw? God. Regardless he looks good. Rooster Three and Five have acquired paper and tape, sticking multiple pieces together to make one large sheet. There are columns. And different colored pens.  They’re asking questions in the name of science and Jake learns that Rooster Seven is in fact a vet and has no idea what has happened.
                Well that makes two of them.
                Although he knows that all the other Roosters also have no idea, with the exception of Three and Five.
                Weirdos.
                The door to the Hard Deck slams open then, and his breath catches. It’s Rooster in uniform, the first Rooster to walk in and be a naval aviator and he hopes like hell this is his Rooster. Rooster waves his hand, looking annoyed.
                “Why does the weird shit always happen to me?”
                Rooster Three and Five both seem to perk up, turning towards Rooster Eight who looks like he just wants to turn around and walk out.
                “For fucks sake… start from the top of the list again I guess.”
                “What?” Jake asks, but then Rooster Eight is kissing him and Jake doesn’t have time to even begin kissing back before Rooster Eight is pulling back and frowning.
                “Huh. That’s didn’t work.”
                “Did you expect it to?” Rooster Three asks, leaning forward with interest.
                “Well, no. But I hoped. We don’t even know what made us swap bodies…”
                “Wait, you’ve swapped bodies? With who?”
                “Jake.”
                Jake is shaking his head, mouthing no no no, hands held up in supplication but both Rooster Three and Five look fascinated.
                “Not you!” Rooster Eight states. “Although, you do look pretty much exactly like my Jake. But you don’t know ASL.”
                “Uh. No?”
                “Hmm. I greeted you in ASL when I arrived and you just blanked me. It’s how I knew.”
                Jake looks confused.
                “I know ASL in your universe huh?”
                “Yeah, you’ve been teaching me so I can communicate with Ice better.”
                “Ice is deaf?”
                “No, the cancer.”
                “The what now? Cancer? He got cancer? Is that what he died of here?”
                “Wait. Ice is dead here?” Rooster Eight asks, looking just a upset as Three and Five had earlier. Jake is so confused.
                “Uh. Admiral Kazansky? Yeah… about a year ago. Why?”
                That seems to cause a flurry of conversation and questions and Rooster Three and Five are adding a column.
                “So eight of us so far and only one has become a naval aviator. And I’m guessing your universe and this one are… maybe similar? No USNA and papers pulled? But your Ice is alive,” Rooster Three says, pointing at Rooster Eight, who nods.
                Jake doesn’t understand why the late Admiral Kazansky is so important to this many Roosters.
                “Uh… do you have a column for no-one being dead and no-one in the navy?” Rooster Six asks.
                “Pivot points. There have to be pivot points –” Rooster Five is muttering.
                “Or timeline splitting points right? My dad dying, my mom dying, then Maverick pulling my papers and then Ice’s cancer and then the mission…”
                “Jesus that sounds like an awful universe…” the Rooster behind the bar says, his eyes wide and multiple pairs of eyes swing his way.
                “What?”
                “What’s it like in your Universe then?”
                “Uh. Well. For a start my parents are both alive. And I have… a big family I guess? And Pete and Tom are also both alive and together.”
                “Maverick and Admiral Kazansky? Together?” Jake asks.
                “They’re together in my universe as well,” Rooster Three states, and Rooster Five is nodding in agreement and Jake bites his lip, wonders how badly Iceman’s death hurt Rooster or Maverick in this universe if he was so important in all these other ones.
PART THREE
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vshorttaxiway · 1 day
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okay I'm pretty sure this isn't a new concept but this whole idea is the reason I've made this godforsaken tumblr, so I humbly present for your consideration...
top gun/marauders parallels
mav and sirius
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complicated family background
pretty boy turned dilf
short
little bit too up himself for his own good
motorbike/leather jackets
goose and james
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would die do anything for his wife and baby boy
adopts a mouthy short twink into his family at the drop of a hat
class clown
burns bright and dies young
"why is it always you two"
. . .
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I'm sorry
moving on!
rooster and harry
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the prodigal son
looks scarily like his father, down to the shared iconic glasses
shares his father's sense of humour, but is more reserved and angry because he only knows his father in memories (deeeeeep)
must reconcile with his godfather due to a misunderstanding (if you want to go really far here you can argue both of these misunderstandings stem from his now dead mother trying to protect him)
hangster and drarry
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a man and his arrogant blonde boyfriend rival
I have 100 more here including icemav/wolfstar and dagger squad/golden tro era characters but Tumblr has that stupid 10 image limit. if this gets one (1) note I'll make a part two
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okay but maybe it's just the aro/poly/anti-amatonormative bitch in me, but you actually can tell meaningful stories about characters experiencing jealousy without reducing them to a jealous!blorbo caricature.
this is coming from someone who has multiple fics on AO3 with the tag jealous!blorbo. I like reading about/watching characters work through feelings of jealousy. I like exploring how a character might "stake their claim" without being a total ass about it. How does a particular ship navigate ideas like exclusivity? Do they feel differently about sexual intimacy vs physical intimacy vs emotional intimacy? How do characters dissect which parts of their desire for monogamy stem from a genuine preference, and how much is due to feeling insecure in themselves as desirable partners?
these are all fascinating reasons to love jealous!blorbo in theory. That being said, if I see ONE MORE PERSON butcher someone's characterization because 'jealous!blorbo is so hot' or whatever bullshit I'm gonna lose it.
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cowboysandpilots · 2 days
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Secrets of a 30-Year-Old Flyboy — ch. 3
Fake Roonix, Secret Hangster | Words: 780 | Warnings: Blood, medical stuff, sickness, miscommunications, and boys being stupid.
"They said he had a dangerously high fever, and his appendix burst. That's all I got before they rushed him into surgery." Tears had gathered in the blue eyes behind glasses but he was trying to hold them back, keeping up appearances. Bradley had looked so similar to after the accident, blood on his face and unconscious.
Stepping closer, Mav wrapped his arm around Ice’s waist and leaned into his side. He held him tightly. Mav knew what Ice was remembering. “It’s not like that this time,” he murmured to him. “Appendixes happen all the time. It’s routine surgery.” Maverick didn’t voice that he was worried about the fact that Bradley had been in the air. He’d been sustaining G-force pressures with a bad appendix. What kind of damage did that do? He knew it was normal for the average person, but this wasn’t normal. Because, of course, nothing had to be normal about Bradley.
Phoenix shooed the squadron to take seats. She focused on them to give her something to do while being sick with worry. The least she could do was make everyone give Bradley’s Godfathers some privacy. She felt awful because she had teased Bradley in the locker room instead of asking how he was doing. She’d seen that he didn’t feel good.
While everyone else took a seat, Jake hadn’t been able to do so. He stood off to the side, with his back pressed against the wall. He couldn’t stop the fine tremors that were running through him or the waves of dizziness. "It's not like last time." Ice repeats with a nod, exactly like Bradley would do when he was trying to convince himself of something. A mannerism that he must've picked up from the other man.
"What happened last time?" Bob asks, clearly listening and not reading the room.
Phoenix tried to shush Bob, flapping a hand in his face. “Not now, dude,” she hissed. She knew a little bit about the accident, just a few things Bradley had said or that she figured out.
Maverick turned his glower to Bob. All of his sour attitude from earlier returned full force and once again focused on the entire squadron. “There was an accident,” he said, voice clipped. “Now keep your noses to yourself about it.”
"Sorry," Bob says softly, immediately backing down and looking away like a little kid getting scolded by their father.
It's about 5 minutes later when they're all sitting in the waiting room. A nurse makes his way to Ice and pulls him off to the side. "Sir, your son came in with these on around his neck. We had to remove them for the surgery and want to make sure they're kept safe." She explains, handing two sets of dog tags to the admiral.
Accepting both sets of dog tags, Ice frowned and looked down at them in his hand. He rolled them until he could see the stamped text. Bradley’s and…Seresin’s? He frowned as he turned his attention back to the nurse. “Thank you,” he said, glancing down at the tags again. “He was wearing both sets?” Ice can’t help but ask, not understanding what was going on with this at all. It was bad enough that Bradley was in surgery. He couldn’t focus on much beyond his worry.
"Yes, sir. They were both around his neck when he came in." She places a gentle hand on his arm. "I'll be back to give you updates on the surgery when I have them."
Nodding, Ice looks back down at the tags in his hand before he steps away. “Thank you,” he says again before he returns to Maverick’s side. Sitting heavily in the chair next to his husband, Iceman stares at the tags in his hand for a moment longer before he shifts and slides them into his pocket. He glances at where Hangman is leaning against a wall on the opposite side of the room before he turns his attention back to Maverick. “No update yet,” he said with a heavy sigh. “She just wanted to give me his tags, for safekeeping. And Seresin’s as well. Bradley was wearing them.”
Maverick turns and blinks at his husband. "I'm sorry... what did you just say?" He frowns.
“You heard me,” Ice said dryly as he leaned back in his chair and took Maverick’s hand in his own. There was a fine tremor in Ice’s hands that he was trying to hide from everyone else. “He was also wearing Hangman’s dog tags.”
Maverick is absolutely stunned, speechless. "But he... they..." He clears his throat a little. "Are you sure they're not Phoenix's dog tags?" He asks quietly.
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I wanted to make this one longer but I forgot about Tumblrs stupid text limit. 😭 Thanks for reading! 💕 Donate to my food fund if you want. 🥰
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indybob · 1 day
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Currently listening to this song on loop and feeling very, very emotional about hangster🤧
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If not gay ... THEN WHY EACHOTHER'S NARRATIVE FOIL?🤨 hmmm?? 🤔🤔🤔 WHY THE LIGHT SIDE TO HIS DARK ONE?? WHY CAN'T GO WITHOUT THE CAMERA POINTING AT FACE FOR MILLISECOND WHEN OTHER'S NAME MENTIONED??? why SO MUCH VISIBLE SUBTEXT IN CONTEXT?? 🧐
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“you just find gay subtext in everything” no the fuck i dont the gay subtext was presented to me on an ornate silver platter
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diadotcom · 1 month
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when the cowboys are gay fighter pilots…. or when the fighter pilots are gay cowboys…? they are gay and fighter pilots and also cowboys
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misaothewitch · 3 months
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