#HANGSTER

[yeagrave]

recharge

#this lighting offed me dude #I still think it looks rough but we move! #I imagine this is after bradley’s had a nightmare and jake is singing to him softly #jake can sing he told me himself #my art #tumblr pls don’t fuck up my quality😭🙏 #hangster #tgm #sereshaw #bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw #jake ‘hangman’ seresin #top gun maverick

[jenning-fcb]

I want to vent. English is not my first language, so often when I leave a comment on a fanfic there are so many things I would like to say, but I can't express myself as I would like. this is so frustrating. and often I just leave a one-sentence comment or just an ''I loved it'', just to at least leave some comment, because I'm too exhausted, tired to use English. kdfokf anyway…

#fanfic #ao3 #clegan #icemav #hangster #jegulus #wangxian

[booksarepureimagination]

I love how the Navy made Top Gun for propaganda purposes and the fandom went like… tough luck, it’s gay now. (But for real how can anyone look at a single interaction between Tom Cruise and Val Kilmer and think to themselves “Jupp, that’s a perfectly heterosexual thing to do”?!)

#top gun 1986 #top gun maverick #icemav #hangster #top gun

[the-ace-with-spades]

I'll never write it so gonna post the abandoned idea for it here (also as a reminder, all my fic ideas are for grabs unless stated otherwise so if someone wants to pick it up, be my guest)

Red strings of fate/Soulmates AU

You are connected to your soulmate by a red thread only you and your soulmate can see and touch (and cut). When your soulmate dies, the thread solidifies and becomes heavier, as long as the distance between the soulmates was the time one of them died — almost like a chain.

Jake and Bradley find out they're soulmates early on in flight school — it's hard not to when the thread pulls tauter and tauter until they finally meet in the same classroom and they can see the other end of the thread for the first time.

There's fascination, there's the thrill of sneaking around (they should disclaim it, as soon as they learn, so it can be put in their records, but they never do) and everything is new and bright. They start to treasure the string, turning around their fingers and finding joy in noticing the other end twitching and pulling — with time, they notice the motions translate over the tread no matter how far away they are.

They make up a system of pulls and tags, using Morse code and it becomes something else, they become something else — in the air, wordlessly in sync, on the ground, talking to each other whenever they want, during sleepless nights and separate schedules and long-distance deployments.

Until.

Things start getting complicated. Bradley has commitment and abandonment issues, Jake's an all-or-nothing type of guy and just being soulmates isn't enough.

They go their separate ways. Bradley still, sometimes, when he can't sleep and the night makes him feel like nothing has a sense or a purpose, sends little messages down the thread. He never gets replies.

The day they meet again at the Hard Deck, Jake suspects Bradley is coming for the same assignment. The string’s been getting lighter and lighter the whole night, dropping down, no longer stretched to its limit.

They try to ignore the string the whole time the training goes on, but Mav still suspects. He doesn't say anything, but he feels like history is repeating itself.

When Mav and Bradley are arguing in the debriefing room and Warlock comes in, he doesn't say anything but Mav looks down at his own wrist and his face turns white and Bradley knows at that moment.

(Whether Mav and Ice are soulmates and married or they are soulmates but Ice still married Sarah, that's up for discussion).

During the whole funeral, Mav rolls the invisible thread around his wrist, moving onto his arm when it's not enough.

It's at that moment — Bradley decides Jake will never have to do the same.

The minute he turns around for Mav, he makes up a plan in his head.

They find each other in the snow, and argue, but by the end of it, Mav is making up a crazy plan and they'll try to return in one piece. Try being the keyword.

He pulls on the string, the thread between his thumb and index finger.

Mav frowns. "What are you doing?"

"Sending a message before we go."

He repeats it, just in case Jake hasn't realized in time to catch the whole thing at first. And then he starts looking through the pockets of his life vest.

“He’s not walking around with a dead man’s chain, Mav.”

Mav tries to stop him the second he realizes what Bradley is going to do but it's too late — with the same knife he cut his parachute off, he cuts off the thread, close to his wrist, letting it fall limping into the snow, red almost looking like droplets of blood.

It takes Jake a minute to realize that the tagging is a physical feeling, not just wishful thinking formed by his imagination.

The carrier deck is a mess, the foxtrot teams returned, Phoenix is now arguing with the admirals about Rooster's position — he might not be dead, sir — and the ringing in Jake's ears doesn't stop until he looks down at his wrist, and sees the string moving, the pulling a rhythmic, well-known motion.

Aloud, breaking up the vivid discussion about Maverick and Rooster's status, he says, “Rooster is alive, he’s—he’s talking,” and it almost feels like it's someone else using his voice.

“What do you mean, Hangman? His comm is silent.”

“Can feel it on the string, it’s still red and he’s— he’s tugging in Morse code,” he says. He closes his eyes and lets himself be pulled by the wrist. “S-O-R-R—Sorry, he’s—sorry and—and—I-L—Shit, no.”

I-L-Y

The string flops down, loose. “No—”

He cut it. He cut it because it's still red and not gray but still too limp and he knows it. His wrist feels too light, too free.

When Bradley lands on the carrier, his wrist is bare and the thread pools around Jake's feet. It doesn't magically reconnect when they touch, when they shake hands.

Jake tries to desperately find the other end, carrying rolls and piles of it with him as he follows Bradley to the med bay.

“Jake, just—just cut it,” he tells him. “It’s going to connect you again in a day or two.”

Jake ignores him, pulling miles and miles of the thread into circled piles next to Bradley's bed. He can't see the floor — it's just red and red and nothing else.

“No,” is all Jake says. “Not to you.”

It'll find him a new match, connect the thread to someone else, to someone who isn't Bradley.

"Bring me some scissors," Bradley says. He almost feels bad, when Jake's gaze turns up to him, glaring with shiny eyes. "Just do as I say for once."

Wordlessly, looking like it pains him, Jake brings him disposable scissors.

Bradley grabs his hand before he can move away, pulls about three feet of the thread from the pile, and cuts off the excess on the floor.

He wraps it around his own wrist, the string thin and soft, and a little clumsily ties it into a loop over his arm. When he leans away again, the thread takes a second, taut, and then stretches with the distance, like it has always done.

Jake stares at it, too focused and too absent. "That's the shittiest knot I've ever seen."

Bradley huffs. "Well, you gotta learn to live with it."

#can you tell i used to specialize in soulmates au fanfics #the ideas are endless #tgm #hangster #icemav mention #weirdly enough it was inspired by both me and my partner knowing morse code (kinda) and tinkering with the idea f buying bondtouch bracelet #you know the ones where the other person can feel when you tap yours

[lovemadethemdoit]

lmao imagine watching top gun maverick and not going out of it feeling like you watched an important chapter in the love story of jake and bradley, can‘t relate

#hangster

[goddesspharo]

Are the two of us still playing for your number? I thought I won. That's your problem. You always think you've won before the match is over.

#what if i'm writing this WHAT THEN #not about tennis because i will NEVER learn how scoring works #but... #tgm challengers au about the 13 years between flight school and top gun where hangman's air-to-air kill was about getting phoenix's number #everyone making bad decisions while the baltic house orchestra s&m remix and reznor-ross challengers club beats play in the background #i need someone to stop me from writing this #top gun #challengers #glen powell #monica barbaro #miles teller #hannix #hangster #*

[srs-bean]

Guilt as Sin? on TTPD is about Jake and Bradley’s time in top gun together and no one can tell me otherwise

#hangster #sereshaw #top gun #top gun maverick #hangaroo #hangman x rooster #bradley x jake #TTPD #ts ttpd #the tortured poets department #tortured poets department #taylor swift

[misanderousmisfit]

Hangman: So when you wake up alone in the middle of the night do you miss me desperately, or, is it more of a quiet sort of pining?

Rooster: You know the whole point of divorce is that we don't have to talk to each other anymore.

#Hangster #exes #top gun: maverick

[tgmsunmontue]

Where do I know you from? 4/?

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 PART THREE

PART FOUR

                Jake is still trying to not imagine Maverick and Cyclone together, although Three and Five are of course asking more questions. Jake doesn’t know if he’s imagining it, but the rate at which new Roosters are arriving seems to have picked up. Twelve and Thirteen arrive together and they’re both older. Bradshaw still looks good, especially the one in uniform, but the one not in uniform is making a beeline for him, looking worried.

                “Jake. Are you okay? This has to be really fucking weird for you.”

                “Yeah. Very weird.”

                “You’ll be okay. I mean, you time travelled in my universe so –”

                “He what now?” Three, Five and Eight all exclaim, and Thirteen looks a little taken aback at the response from them all.

                “Just Jake travelled… not me.”

                “Nothing freaky happened where I’m from, if that helps…” Twelve states.

                Three and Five, along with Eight who just watches go back to their spreadsheet, asking the two new arrivals the standard questions he’s heard a few times now. Jake has also noticed that the ticks in the naval aviator column are also increasing, although Rooster Thirteen has an asterisk by it. Fourteen has arrived and is listening in horror as DADT is explained to him, because it somehow wasn’t a thing where he comes from. His Maverick and Iceman were together since the Eighties. Which seems to be normal judging by the way Three and Five react, despite them having DADT.

                “A lot of me are naval aviators. Interesting.”

                “Why’s that?”

                “Well, my mom didn’t want me to be a pilot. Seems like I went against that wish in a lot of different universes.”

                “Oh…” Jake says, because he cannot imagine a Rooster that doesn’t fly. “He’s the best of the best.”

                “Have you told him that?”

                “Of course not,” Jake replies, rolling his eyes and Three bumps his shoulder again in a friendly gesture. “I can’t imagine him not flying.”

                “Oh, I fly. I’m just not a fighter pilot.”

                “Same. Mav started teaching me when I was like, fourteen,” Five states.

                Three and Five seem to have a lot in common, even if there is about an eight inch height difference.

                “Hangman. You look good.”

                “I am good…” Jake says automatically, and it feels almost right, but this Rooster, number Fifteen now, is looking at him like he already knows all of Jake’s secrets and he doesn’t know if he’s a fan.

                “Hmm… you are,” Bradley says, stepping right up against him and his Rooster would never. He’s pretty sure his Rooster would only help him out of obligation. Or payback for saving his life. “You blush very prettily, but I better leave that for your Rooster to find that out hmm?”

                “You know what, you can go and sit with number ten,” Jake states, pointing to the pool table where he banned Ten to. “I’m sure the both of you will get on great.”

                Of course, there are universes where Rooster is even more confident and walking -sex-on-a-stick, but Jake has limits. And they are being stretched.

                “Want me to go tell him to back off?” Thirteen asks and Jake shakes his head. He kind of likes the way Thirteen seems to be looking out for him, and he doesn’t want to explore why he feels like he needs to do that. Fucking time travel.

                Sixteen arrives with Seventeen. Sixteen is simply in service khakis, looks comfortable entering the Hard Deck. Seventeen on the other hand… Jake’s mouth goes dry. Seventeen is wearing cowboy boots and hat and he looks like a fucking wet dream and Jake didn’t realize this was a thing he had, and he’s sure he actually doesn’t, but on Rooster it’s just too much…

                Because the universe hates him Eighteen walks in wearing an almost identical get-up, but with a whip swinging from his hip and Jake lets out a little whimpering sound, holds out his hand and makes a grabby gesture to Six for another drink. Fortunately Six is forthcoming and Jake throws it back gratefully. Two Roosters dressed like cowboys. Not just dressed like it but they also seem comfortable and capable and Jake cannot cope with this.

                “Oh. Now there is a look I wouldn’t have thought I could carry off, but I look good…” Ten says; he and Fifteen have come to watch the door, because the door does not even close before another Rooster is walking through it, which is why they’re almost arriving in pairs now; one of them sometimes holding the door for the other. He’s starting to lose track of who is who, the number of identical uniforms and almost identical faces making the job a lot more difficult. Three and Five are also starting to look a little overwhelmed, which he doesn’t find reassuring at all.

                “You said you know your Bradley. I think we should maybe either get him to come here or we go to his place.”

                “How am I meant to transport twenty people?”

                “Hound isn’t around?” Rooster Nineteen, maybe, asks, eyebrow raised in question and Jake shakes his head.

                “Who the fuck is Hound?” Jake asks, because it sounds like a callsign.

                “Just my Universe then…”

                “Apparently.”

#Hangster #Sereshaw #Top Gun Maverick fanfic #where do I know you from?

[fluffypotatey]

aretemas’ “i like the way you kiss me” is hangster coded to me

you have to trust me

#it’s givinnnnnnnnnnnnnng #rivals with benefits #secret relationship #if i listen to this song long enough maybe i’ll finally be motivated to write smut #hangster #sereshaw #tgm #top gun maverick

[sexwithstilinskiandhale]

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?? 🧐

#sterek #stucky #lawrusso #cobra kai #destiel #marvel #merthur #drarry #harringrove #steddie #cherik #lucemond #jungkook #stony #geraskier #netflix #hbo max #superbat #batjokes #hangster #icemav #kirivan #obikin #nandermo #wwits

[hugh-lauries-bald-spot]

“you just find gay subtext in everything” no the fuck i dont the gay subtext was presented to me on an ornate silver platter

#this is about #top gun #and #top gun maverick #icemav #sereshaw #hangster #rooster x hangman #hangman x rooster #iceman x maverick #maverick x iceman

[diadotcom]

when the cowboys are gay fighter pilots…. or when the fighter pilots are gay cowboys…? they are gay and fighter pilots and also cowboys

#sereshaw #top gun fanart #rooster x hangman #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #tgm #top gun maverick #dia art! #top gun art #art #fanart #referenced art #digital art #artists on tumblr #top gun #gay cowboys #cowboys #!!!! #i love cowboys #yeehaw #hangster #procreate #top gun 1986

[the-ace-with-spades]

Okay I might write a Rooster in skirts fic... Just a quick one shot under 5k... With some MavDad and some hangster...

#i hate my mind sometimes #icu is empty tonight so I have nothing to do tho #so writing in company's time... #hangster #tgm #bradley rooster bradshaw

[misaothewitch]

#just gonna leave this here #Back on my Top Gun Bullshit #sorry I don't even know why I made this #top gun #top gun maverick #forever grateful for Top Gun Maverick for giving us Hangster #Hangster #saw this with a Tatort meme I think #high school musical troy

[oatflatwhite]

the inherent homoeroticism of war media: a completely unserious presentation by me

[note: some slides have been removed because they're literally just fancams and also i had more than 30 slides boo tumblr image limits]

BIBLIOGRAPHY (just going in order of slides)

and your knees are driving me wild - mash s02e08

george mackay has found his niche in homoerotic war movies

war stories are inherently homoerotic. that's how we got stucky

hangman you look good - top gun: maverick (gif by babyrooster)

letter of recommendation: watching masters of the air secondhand

it's not just sports - masters of the air e02

1 being not gay at all, 10 being liberace in an f-16

we'll go to chicago - band of brothers e01 (gif by @fkmylif3)

it is the law that every piece of war media

kim is a homoseggsual - kath & kim s01e02

Untitled (You Construct Intricate Rituals) - Barbara Kruger

The Secret History of Australia's Gay Diggers - Ben Winsor (+ Paul Fussell quoted within)

Sexuality, Sexual Relations and Homosexuality - Jason Crouthamel

Soldiers bathing in Malaya - AWM

Private Frank Crocker letters featured in Sebastian Faulks and Hope Wolf, A Broken World: Letters, Diaries and Memories of the Great War (2014), pp. 75-78.

mike's mic screencap my beloved <3

winnix gifs by @bandofbrothers2001 @preacherboyd @galebucky

winnix art by @andromeddog

winnix art by @onefineginger

In storms and at sunset by jouissant

winnix memes/text posts: 1 (@bleedingcoffee42) 2 (@krakerjaksstuff) 3 (@claudycod) 4 (@lewis-winters) 5 (@mon-mothmas-collar)

man is a hopeless creature i don't like much of anyone (@sluttyhenley)

You Create Intricate Rituals: The Homoerotic Action Movie - Rebecca Radillo (Lyvie Scott featured)

val kilmer icemav warrior compliation by @mavernick2

t as in top gun: maverick (@misaothewitch)

which is gayer (@holypowell)

we're fools to make war by whimsicule

all my roads lead back to you by liadan14

m*a*s*h video by @amrv-5 (+ reblog tags)

clegan/buck(y) gifs by @4o4notf0und @rcbertleckie

clegan fanart by @ifapromise <3

clegan memes: 1 (@rcbertleckie) 2 (@season-two) 3 (@ww2yaoi) 4 & 5

bomber's moon by moonrocks

**i tried to tag/link everything, if anything is broken or unsourced please let me know and i will endeavour to fix it! standard disclaimer that a) any discussion about war media based on real life people is based upon the fictional portrayals of those people and not the actual dudes. and b) this powerpoint was made for fun, it is not rigorous academic analysis. all opinions expressed are my own. please do not take it too seriously! that's all <3

#hbo war #hbowaredit #band of brothers #bobedit #masters of the air #mota #motaedit #top gun #top gun maverick #mash #m*a*s*h #clegan #winnix #hangster #icemav #liz makes things #web weaving #maybe?? idk! #GOD OK BE FREE GO INTO THE WORLD <3 #edit i have since seen like 10 mash episodes but i'm not redoing this. #edit edit i just realised i have a citation for a mikes mic screencap that is not here bc its on a deleted slide oopsie