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Bar romantics🎀 [18+]

Ethan hunt x !fem!reader

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A/N: meeting ethan in a bar and then yeh read and you’ll find out

warnings: smut

this is my christmas gift to @honeymvnt 🎀

originally posted on wattpad but decided would be better here🤭also this is my first time writing so cut me some slack 🧚‍♀️

You had just woken up from ur 2nd nap of the day since you had been in London for the past 10 hours the jet lag was killing you.

You had been living in America for the last 6 months working on the job. You had recently decided that it was time for you to come home (at least for a little bit) .

The past few days you had been visiting your family so never had time to catch up on your sleep from the jet lagged flight home. Today was the day you decided to get some sleep and chill out.

After 2 seven hour naps it was 8:30pm and u were now wide a wake. You had woken up in quite an unusual mood that didn't seem to come around very often, you jumped out of bed and decided it was time for you to hit the bars and nightlife in London which you have very much missed after being away for so long.

You sent a few messages to some old friends but just to your luck non of them were available, you thought "no wonder they are all now married with children". It never really bothered you that you were 29 and single you never really had the time recently for dating but whenever you would scroll through social media you would see all your friends settled down and having fun with their children, which sometimes made you wish that was you.

You started to get ready to go out as you had decided you can go out alone. You decided to make yourself look more than just the usual professional business woman and wear something quite revealing. You were telling yourself that it was just to make yourself feel better but your subconscious mind was having thoughts about other things.

1hr later you were fastening your strappy heels and grabbing your coat to head down to the town, the town was only a 6 minute walk from your flat so you just decided to walk there.

You got to the first bar which did not look anything like it used to, you remembered it as just a Run down pub with a few old wooden chairs and tables and most if the time just full of old men.

You walked in to the Newley refurbished pub ands sat on a black cushioned bar stool, "what can i get for you love" the barmaid asked "glass of white- actually" you stopped and thought *go on throw your self out there a bit* "sorry no could i get a double vodka and coke please" you continued " no problem honey" she replied "thank you" you replied when she placed the glass down in the bar. Your usual drink was just a glass of white wine but again your mind had other things planned for this night.

2 hours later-

You were now on your 3rd drink and although you were not a light weight the alcohol was definitely starting to have an effect on your confidence.

You scanned the room when your eyes met the other side of the bar. There was a man a rather gorgeous man looking at you his smile grew when you locked eyes with him but you were quick too look away as he was very handsome and didn't want to creep him out. You looked again and he was still looking at you, his brunette locks were glistening in the light above him as if he was an angel his eyes were a dark and luxurious green that could hypnotise you within minutes you continued to look back and forth from him and he eventually stood and made his way over to you, "why hello there, caught you staring huh" the brunette said , you were quick to fire back "actually i think you've got that the wrong way round", "oh, really" " well maybe your right" he grinned, you couldn't stop staring at his eyes they were one on the prettiest shades of green you had ever seen, "So do you want to tell me your name mysterious man" your replied as you were suddenly eager to know more "Ethan, Ethan hunt and you?" He asked "y/n". "So Ethan hunt what made you approach me" you said grinning at him " well my lady lets just say i was intrigued by you" he replied smiling widely. "Intrigued?" You questioned him. "Yes never seen you here before" he said. "Well i used to be a local but I've actually just returned from working in America" you replied in a professional tone " oh wow, sounds interesting" he replied with huge smile plastered against his face. You an Ethan talk for a few hour longer over a few too many drinks.

For the past half hour you couldn't keep your eyes off his you had given Each other a few glances that you both wanted more. You were so intoxicated but you knew that whoever this man is you wanted him BAD. "Hey do u want to back to mine for a few" u impulsively asked him "yeah why not" you both finish your drink and start to walk back to your flat. The walk somehow felt a lot longer than usual as Ethan grabbed your hand. The touch of his hand was so tender and soft his hands felt like silk, he was rubbing your thumb and it was making you feel so electric.

You finally reached your flat and opened the door as he let go of your hand he grinned at u and u grinned back. You closed the door behind you both and as you turned around he picked you up and slammed you against the door, you wrapped your legs around his waist and he asked "this is what you want right?" "Yes yes i do" you said with a slight moan in your voice as you were so surprised by him Picking you up.

Before you knew it he crashed his lips against yours and he slid his tongue into your mouth, the heat of his mouth mixed with the taste of whisky had your moaning against his lips, you managed to say between breaths, "down the hall second door" he followed your direction as it led him to your bedroom he placed you down on the bed and took his coat off he crawled on top of you. Your hands grasped his shirt and began to undo the buttons revealing his intensely toned body, he removed his arms from the light blue shirt and chucked it behind himself, you ran your hands up his arms trailing your fingers along the veins in this biceps.

Ethan pulled back from the kiss to lift to undo the zip on the rather revealing dress you had previously decided to wear. The dress slipped of and again he threw it behind him to land wherever they wanted, he turned his attention back to you and unclasped your strapless bra so you were left in only your panties.

You grabbed the waist of his jeans eager for him to get them off, he removed you hand from the waistband and said "patience, baby" he then pulled you to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees and started to trail kisses up your thighs.

He would get so close to your pulsing core then place a kiss on your clothed folds, you shuddered every time, "please eth- ethan" you moaned, he grabbed you panties and pulled them down your legs and once again discarded them on the floor behind him, he dived into your core and started to work his tongue against your clit, you were so aroused with pleasure ur started to arch your back, you felt Ethan grin against you as he was very clearly watching your reaction to figure out what you liked the most, he pulled back abruptly and put his fingers in his mouth but before you could question why he stopped he shoved a finger inside you, you moaned so loud at the sudden sensation you felt between your legs he started to pump his fingers inside you and then inserted a second finger with ease as you were quite literally dripping for him, he suddenly hit you g-spot and you groaned and arched your back even further he then realised and started to curl his finger to continuously hit you g-spot and with his other had he placed on ur stomach to steady you.

You were so overwhelmed but the pleasure he was bringing you and you were so close to the edge just threatening to topple over, you grabbed his hair to pull his face up and managed to squeeze out "Ethan fuck me please" Ethan grinned never like before and stood up leaving your core empty and craving for more, you sat up and pulled him towards you by the waistband on his jeans you undone his button and pulled them down along with his boxers realising his huge hard cock, the tip is red and pulsating, veins all along his shaft practically begging for attention, you said you wanted him to fuck you but god you needed this cock in your mouth first.

You decided not to ask and instead stood up and pushed him on the bed, you began to crawl up him but stopped at his crotch, he look at you now with a smug grin on his face, obviously very proud of his package, you licked the pre-cum of his tip and then began to dipped your head down as far as your could.

"God baby yo-your sooo good at thatt" Ethan moaned, "mhmm" you said sending vibrations throughout his whole body making him shudder beneath you evil ways.

You were starting to tease him sucking and then only a few swipes across his throbbing head, "y/n please ahh" he was so weak and so sexually frustrated, You decide to finally give into him as you got up and placed your self above him, He lined his cock with your entrance and he was balls deep with a swift motion from how wet you were for him.

"Oh my Ethan u feel so fucking good ahhhh" you moaned with your back arching while you rode his third leg, Ethan was so overtaken by how hot you were bouncing on him, he didn't know how much longer he would last so he sat up and lifted u placing you on the bed on all fours so he could get deep and catch you from another angle. As soon as he was pumping into you he was hitting your g-stop over and over and over "AHHHHH FUCKKK ETH-" you cut off as the white bliss came undone rushing throughout your entire body, a couple of seconds later Ethan came and collapsed next to you and pulled you to him to rest your head on his chest.

A few minutes later your breathing had finally calmed as well as Ethan's, "you know I didn't just bring you back for that and don't get me wrong because wow that was the best fuck I've had in a longg time" you said to humble him but you knew it was the best you had ever had, but you couldn't tell him that, "i would really like to see where this whole thing could go y/n" Ethan blurted out "you took the words right out of my mouth" you both laughed and estuary drifted of to sleep

𝐼𝑓 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡2

likes and comments are appreciated🎀🫶🏼

#tom cruise #smut #ethan hunt x reader #hot as fuck #hot asf #daddy k!nk #thomas cruise #x reader #fanfic #18+ blog

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miccimocha · 5 months

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It's only been like 2 hrs but I'll post the unfinished fic. I also uploaded it in ao3, so you guys can also read it there whenever.

If I ever get the motivation to write the rest, I'll post it here first.

MY GOODBYE

John Dory Centric

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John Dory felt tired. That was the main feeling he was currently experiencing. He doesn't know from what exactly, he just knows he is.

He was currently sitting on one of the chairs inside Rhonda, staring off through tbe window. He saw a bunch of little trolls playing and running around without a care in the world.

This made him think about his brothers. JD remembers how they used to play hide and seek in the house, hiding in the most peculiar places. There was this one time where Clay hid inside the washing machine and it took hourse for them to find him. He felt the sense of nostalgia.

John Dory turned his gaze away from the window and walked towards the clue board that Branch made. It was filled with pictures back in their Brozone days. He used to look at this very fondly, but now he just felt bittersweet about the whole thing. Sure it was fun, it was thing that he did with his brothers, but it was also the very reason why all of them broke up.

He's the reason why they all fell apart.

The eldest could never forgive himself for what happened. He won't even be suprised if his brothers' still hated him, they probably just didn't want to say to his face.

John Dory took a photo from the wall. It was a group photo of him and his brothers, the day of their very first performance with Branch. He couldn't help but smile a little at the memory.

He put the photo down and went to open a chest full of things he had gathered over the years for his brothers. There were birthday gifts, christmas gifts, and even letters he wrote for each and everyone of them.

John had been thinking about giving his brothers all of it, but he never found the right time to actually do it. Or maybe he's just a coward.

He sighed and walked away from the box. There was pause, the silence was loud. Then, he went back and carried the chest to the front.

"Come on, girl. I gotta deliver some packages." John Dory started the engine and sped into the direction of Branch's Bunker.

The old troll knew that neither the youngest or the rest of his brothers were at home. They were all currently out, visiting Bruce's family at Vacay Island. It was also an excuse for a family vacation and bonding time. Altough John was tempted to go, he declined Bruce's offer when it came up. His brothers looked disappointed, he felt guilty about that, but he didn't change his mind.

He knew that if he came he would just bum everybody out and the mood will just go down. He didn't want to risk it, as much as he would love to hang out with his brothers.

John Dory begins to think on what could have been if they- if he hadn't left. If he wasn't a selfish prick who pushed around his brothers. If he hadn't put on all those pressure about being perfect onto his brothers. Maybe they could've been happy. Branch wouldn't have been alone. None of his brothers would have the insecurities they had now. It was his fault, it always has been and it'll always will be.

And John Dory knew the truth about it all. He knew that it wasn't his brothers who weren't perfect. No. It was JD, himself. He was too full of pride to actually admit it back then, but it was true. He pushed his own defects onto his brothers, and because of that, they all fell apart.

So, now, he's going to get rid of the problem. Himself.

<__>

Once John Dory arrived in front of Branch's Bunker, he got out of Rhonda with the chest. He stopped right at the "Go Away!" mat and hesitated a little bit. Eventually, he put down the chest on the ground, beside the entrance. He pulls out a pen and paper from inside his hair and began to write.

"Dear Bros,

I know this seems strange, but this chest is full of presents I had for you all, from the day I left until the day we reunited. Please open it, I swear this isn't a joke.

I also just want to say sorry for all the things I had done. I know it isn't much, and it wouldn't give back the lost time that passed, but I just want you guys to know how much I love you.

All those years I've spent in the wild, there wasn't a day I didn't think of any of you, even if I tried not to...

Love, your eldest brother:

John Dory"

The penmanship was not the best, but it was still readable. His brothers would understand it. He hopes.

He sticks the letter on top of the chest. Once done, he walked over to Rhonda, his face turning into one of guilt. "Hey, Rhonda, girl. I-..." He took a breath and tried to steady his breathing. " I'm...going to be away for awhile. Or- Well, not really 'awhile', but you know...away."

Rhonda makes a sound of confusion and fear, not understanding what he was doing, but was clearly worried about him. Being with him for all those years, she learned to pick up on his moods and emotions. Right now, Rhonda felt concerned for JD with the amount of sadness he was giving off.

John Dory smiled sadly. "Yeah, I know you're concerned girl, but I promise it's ok." He hugged the critter. "Just stay here, bud. I promise, I'm coming back. I just need some time for myself right now."

Here he was again, breaking promises.

Once JD let go of her, he patted her for the last time and walked away. As much as Rhonda had wanted to follow, she couldn't disobey him. Besides, he promised her that he'll come back. He'll never lie to her. She trusted him.

..............

Yeah, that's basically it. But, again, I'll post the next part here first before ao3 when I get to it.

#john dory trolls #john dory #trolls #trolls band together #john dory fanfiction #fanfiction #brozone #unfinished fic #help me😭😭

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nocturnalazure · 5 months

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For those interested, I have made a music video with all the Xmas Special shots!

As (ominously) explained by Grimmy, this was completely non-canon, so not really an update per se. There are too many impossibilities. Sam and Laurie have a 15-year age gap, but they look almost the same age in this shooting. Theo would have been way too old to still be alive (although I did make him look older than he was in the story when he died, thank you @danjaley for the grandfather poses!). Elsie would never have been adopted by Ivy and given to Laurie. Even Sam and Nathaniel's conflict was cleared too easily.

I have already shown two Christmases at the Golzine's, and those were part of the story itself. The first one was in 2014, when Nathaniel and Ivy had just gotten together. The second Christmas was in 2018, and that was when Sam and Nathaniel's relationship had deteriorated. But this time, for once, I wanted to see all the family members together, as they could have been if they had all been alive and closer in age. In this one, Ange is over the moon: she has felt isolated for so long, she would have loved taking care of a big family. Theo is grumpy, first because he's getting old, but also because he still sees Ash as Nathaniel's mistake and therefore doesn't consider him part of the family. He can't help but snap at his son, and Nathaniel can't help but be resentful. Nate pulls a face when he gets out of the car because he dreads spending a whole evening getting criticized by his father. Which starts the moment Nate sets foot in the house: he's not wearing a tie and that is unacceptable! On the other hand, Theo's soft spot for Sam is clearly visible when she gives him a peck on the cheek and he's the one who claps the loudest when Ange presents her cake! :D (the cake itself is the baked angel food cake, because of course that is what Ange would bake)

As for Sam and Laurie, I've always described their relationship as 'healthy competition'', but I have a feeling that Sam would get on Laurie's nerves sometimes: she's quite a handful, let's be honest. :D That, and she is still the favorite child. But they love teasing each other, and when they're not playfully fighting over who the actual heir is, they sure know how to work together. Ivy plays it cool but she is so proud of her kids (I love that pic of her with Laurie and Sam!). And she's generous in accepting Ash unconditionally.

Laurie and Ash would have gotten along like two peas in a pod. That's why I showed the two of them having a walk in the snow, engrossed in their conversation. And I think Nathaniel would have been really happy for an opportunity to get to know Ash.

Erik (who does not wear the ankh necklace, which means that his father is also alive and well :)) would have felt very awkward, being formally introduced as Laurie's boyfriend. He's very much aware that he's lower on the social scale and he would have been dead scared of Theo! xD Laurie would have briefed Erik in detail about what he should do and not do in front of his grandfather, like which fork to use and above all: "wear a tie!" Even so, Erik couldn't resist rolling up his sleeves and loosening his tie before sneaking away for a smoke. xD

Did you notice the little nods to the actual story? Erik lighting Nathaniel's cigarette like Seth has done a thousand times, Nathaniel and Ivy taking a bath together (which is how they got busted by Sen aeons ago xD), Theo kicking Laurie's ass at chess, Ash finding comfort in petting a dog, Sam and Ash platonically sharing a single bed like they did at the dorm, and of course Laurie and Erik being together in this AU, even if nothing dramatic binds them this time.

I also wanted a moment in which Laurie is the center of everyone's attention and his whole family gathers around him. The poor boy needs it so much. The spontaneous expression on his face in that unused screenshot below breaks my heart. It's like he knows this is all a dream. 💔

I had written a long, depressing post about how 2023 was one of my worst years yet on a personal level, but I will keep that one to myself, it’s out of my heart now that it’s written down. Instead of dwelling on the bad stuff, I had a lot of fun shooting this non-canon update. I’m grateful to have my little space on here, and the incredible luck to have you guys to share my story with and inspire me with your talent. I’d rather focus on that for the year to come!

Wishing you a wonderful New Year's Eve! Thank you for your support throughout 2023. ❤️

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redfurrycat · 1 year

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☃️Icemav Fic Recs🏍️

☃️🏍️Icemav Goodies to Read🏍️☃️

Check the Top Gun Masterlist post for the latest updated version. 💕

List of Icemav Ao3 Authors:

Property of Maverick Mitchell by gh0stytoasty {G}

"What's so funny?" he asked, turning to face the class. One of the new recruits, Phoenix, replied between giggles: "It's on your back, sir." "What's on my back?" Or, Maverick decides to pull the classic sticky-note prank on Ice.

baby, baby, i'd get down on my knees for you by boasamishipper, simplecoffee {T}

Or, the Wooing of Iceman Kazansky by a Very Smol Mr. Darcy (Five times Maverick proposed to Iceman, and one time Iceman accepted.)

Gift Me Your Love by ReformedTsundere {G}

"Weird? That's all you're gonna offer me?" Slider laughs and knocks his shoulder into Ice's. "Not sure what else I can, princess; looks like you got yourself an admirer." He leans off the lockers and moves around Ice to head out. "Or," he says, looking over his shoulder to smirk wide and far too amused for Ice's taste, "a stalker." Ice throws his towel at Slider's face.

let’s talk about sex, baby (let’s talk about you and me) by boasamishipper {T}

Prompt: I keep coming in to take condoms from the health services desk because I think you’re cute and I’m pretty sure you must think my sex life is wild.

Read My Damn File! by viridimessorem {T}

Why don't people ever read the files? It would save everyone a lot of trouble. Or The 5 Times the Navy didn't realize Maverick and Iceman were married, and the 1 Time they did.

1am by quantumoddity {G}

It's the early morning and Tom Kazansky's house hasn't been quiet in a long time. And he couldn't be more grateful.

Smooth by viridimessorem {T}

The Five times Maverick didn't know who gave him a gift and the one time he did.

The Role of a Lifetime by Fuddlewuddle {M}

Maverick never expected to be a father, but sometimes roles in life are chosen for you without any of your say so in the matter. That's how the Captain ends up with seven adult kids after coming back to Top Gun. Lucky for him he has a husband who doesn't mind the sudden increase in Christmas stockings they're going to have to buy at some point. A husband that 6 out of the 7 kids have no idea he has. He could tell them, but where would be the fun in that?

Brilliant Beyond Brilliant Idea by boasamishipper {T}

Identical twins Violet Kazansky and Josephine 'Joey' Mitchell, separated at birth and raised by one of their parents, discover each other for the first time at summer camp and hatch a scheme to bring their wayward fathers back together.

Can't Take the Heat... by ReformedTsundere {T}

No self-respecting bisexual man turns down gay chicken a la Lady in the Tramp.

Pick me up, Buttercup by Fuddlewuddle {M}

Everyone keeps picking Maverick up or having him sit in their lap because he is small. Maverick finds he doesn't actually mind it.

Icing And Ice Cubes by CaptainStilinski {G}

Bradley can hear his dad and Uncle Mav talking quietly in the living room, the noise from the tv drowning out most of what they're saying, but he does catch the tail end of the conversation. He pauses with one juice box in his hand, his little mind suddenly sparked with inspiration. Uncle Mav’s birthday is soon, and now he has the perfect gift idea. Or: little kid Bradley is the best, unintentional wingman.

Mother Goose Knows Best. by StreetSweeperShenanigans {T}

Maverick finds himself left out in the rain only to be rescued by his rival (synonym: crush). A lot can change in bumper-to-bumper rush hour traffic lagged down by the rain. Who knew? Goose knew.

Amortentia by thecarlysutra {T}

Pete Mitchell is a new recruit to the MACUSA Auror Office, and his new partner is a blast from his past.

I can go anywhere i want (just not home) by LaceyAmethyst {T}

“No wife. No kids. No one to mourn you when you burn in.” Maverick froze like prey on the wrong side of a rifle barrel. Bradley had taken a direct hit, a shot meant to kill. He watched Maverick wince, slowly, before his face split open, raw with hurt and disbelief. The look would haunt Bradley in his dreams for many nights. And that’s when he saw Admiral Kazansky in the doorway. Or: Ice overhears Rooster when he says Those Words to Maverick. Predictably, he eviscerates him on the spot. But perhaps less predictably, Hangman's just as ready to defend Rooster.

Homeward to a Harbor by aelibia {M}

Ice is a selkie. Maverick finds out the hard way.

Maverick’s Mystery by Oceannaya {T}

The Daggers took notice of their beloved instructor always gushing and smiling his face off whenever he spoke on the phone. They wanna know why.

This Means War by Metro_Gnome {G}

Maverick and Iceman's rivalry didn't end when they became instructors. From sticky notes to love confessions, what started as a simple prank war goes directions neither expected.

You and me, no matter how they toss the dice, it had to be by Logan73 {_}

Iceman kissed his temple, left his lips on Maverick’s skin, and then kissed it once again. Then they both fell asleep, safe and sound. Next morning, Iceman prepared a speech, and it wasn’t until DADT was overturned and gay marriage legalised that he got to read it.

If only for today, I am unafraid by JuliaBaggins {T}

Bradley just returned from a longer deployment and is happy to spend some time with his dad. But when he notices a scar on Mav's shoulder he previously hadn't registered, it sparks a lot of feels, realisations and the wish to help Mav to find the same kind of happiness that he has found with Jake. Ideally with a certain Admiral… [Bradley & Mav family feels, established Hangster, Icemav getting together///Bradley's POV, then Mav's]

And they call it (puppy) love by StoriesofmyLife {T}

Ice honestly isn’t sure what, exactly, he’d been expecting upon his entrance to the kitchen—an explosion of some sort, a new construction project that would go unfinished until Ice got annoyed with it and called a professional in to finish it, a dead body—honestly, the possibilities were endless—but it isn't almost being bowled over by a black and brown blur that’s covered in something dark and wet and Maverick yelling at said blur, that upon closer inspection, is a dog. More specifically, a puppy. Even more specifically, a puppy that's covered in mud. And getting said mud all over Ice’s freshly pressed uniform. “Maverick.” Ice manages, trying to wrestle away from the eager puppy, who’s tongue is hell bent on licking every square inch of his face. He doges an overexcited attempt at his eyeball, narrowly avoiding getting blinded by an uncoordinated paw. “Why is there a dog in our house?” or - Maverick adopts a dog and Ice is just a long for the ride.

when i see your face by boasamishipper {G}

In which Maverick Mitchell wakes up from surgery, high on painkillers, and hits on his husband.

doppio espresso (over ice) by seventeensteps {T}

The bell jingles, and in walks the most gorgeous man Pete’s ever seen in his entire life. “What can I get for you today, sir?” Pete says cheerily, putting on his best customer service smile, offering everything and more. “Double espresso-” “On it,” says Pete’s unfiltered mouth, his hands already moving, before it belatedly occurs to him that he’s just cut a customer off. “Sorry, you were saying?” The man’s stony expression doesn’t change but Pete feels like he’s being scolded anyway. “Double espresso over ice,” he says. And boy, doesn’t that just absolutely obliterate the moment.

Flower Power by ReformedTsundere {T}

Flowers, Pete reminds himself, slamming the last of the books closed, are the worst.

you're trying hard not to show it, but baby, i know it by StoriesofmyLife {T}

Ice wants to know who Maverick was before he became Maverick. He wants to know Pete Mitchell, too, because they’re two parts of the same whole and Ice wants to love that part, too. Because Pete Mitchell was worth loving just as much Maverick Mitchell was worth loving. And God, does Ice love him. Or --- The one where Ice gets drunk and serenades Maverick in front of God and everyone.

Moving In Slow Motion by boasamishipper {E}

Maverick never thought he’d actually like the nitty gritty details of working at TOPGUN — the lesson plans, the tests, the endless paperwork — but it grows on him over time. Viper’s even taken to giving Maverick these approving glances when he thinks Maverick’s not looking. He’s got a good thing going here. A year after that, in walks Iceman Kazansky, cool as can be, and Maverick starts to think that he might have a problem.

Recovery Period by Content_Scrapbooker

Whiplash {T}

Getting booted from a plane twice within a month really was not in Maverick's best interest, and Rooster needs to come to terms with his godfather's recklessness before the fear of losing him sends them both into a flat spin.

Heads up, Iceman is not dead in this, I don't care what the movie says, Maverick can't lose any more friends, and canon is being adjusted.

Recovery Period Working Timeline {_}

This is just an organized timeline of this current series. This is not a fic or oneshot, just a timeline. Do with that what you will.

Cracked the Case {T}

While Maverick's in recovery post-surgery, he drops a bit of information that leaves Rooster's head spinning. The two of them might as well talk about it.

On Tape {T}

During the IceMav wedding reception, a certain wedding gift captures the attention of everyone in attendance, and emotions begin to run high. And a ghost from the past ends up with perfect timing to make a speech.

Waking Nightmare {T}

Rooster has a nightmare and has to call Maverick after. They bond over it.

Out You Come {T}

In the 25-week gap between Ice popping the question at Maverick's bedside, and the two of them getting hitched, the US government finds itself thrown into a conundrum that might finally prove more than these two pilots are worth. See how they react and deal with politics, drama, emotions, and an unusually-cooperative Commander in Chief who just wants to be invited to the wedding.

Whatever They Need {T}

Alternatively known as the twelve times the aviators of the special detachment needed Mav, and he came in clutch, plus the one time he realized he needed them just as much.

Blood Is Thick {_}

Today is the day of Ice's surgery, and tensions are high between Sarah and Pete. The two of them talk it out.

The Retirement Of Admiral Bradshaw by SaintClaire {T}

Goose and Carole both live and go on to be happily in love and their son's biggest supporters.

no fear, just faith by qin_ling {M}

Canon-divergence of Top Gun (1986) in which Goose survives, Slider suffers, and Maverick and Iceman are idiots in love. Featuring Goose as Maverick's relationship therapist and resident General Hospital expert.

Easier Done Than Said by COMPACFLT

When We Get Around to Talking About It {M}

Goose has been dead for a week and a half when Iceman loses his first wingman in a dogfight with six Soviet MiGs over the Sea of Okhotsk. Goose has been dead for thirty years when Iceman loses his second wingman to a surface-to-air missile on the tail-end of a mission he's responsible for: he's sent his family on a suicide mission to destroy a uranium enrichment facility in Siberia. This is the story of those thirty years in the middle. (Or: Tom Kazansky rises through the ranks while trying to stay a good man. If he ever was one to begin with.)

Debriefing (& Other Stories) {M}

"We can start here, I guess. If we're talking about us," Pete says. "Nineteen-eighty-six. The first thing I thought, when I saw you in that O-club, was: Iceman is off-limits. Capital O, capital L." Despite himself, despite the fear, Tom laughs a little. "Oh, yeah? Why's that?" "Well, first off, we were competition. And yeah, you were attractive, but then you opened your mouth and I swear. You were just an asshole. Goose is trying to introduce you to me and here I am thinking about how much of an asshole you are. Shut up about Cougar, asshole." "It was supposed to be a friendly competition!" "Yeah, right. So that's what I was thinking: he's attractive, clearly doesn't know how to talk to other men, might be into the proposition if I framed it the right way. But he's an asshole, so this competition is just gonna be friendly." Pete pauses. Then he says, "Ice, you wanna get married?" And that's how they start talking about it. (Or: they finally get around to talking about it. Plus a couple extra stories for good luck.)

Tremors & Aftershocks {E}

They both come back to their senses and stop openly crying again eventually. The stitches fall out of the thirty-year-old wounds and the scars fade back to skin-color. Life stops being so painfully raw after a couple weeks back home. You get used to miracles the way you get used to anything else. One day at a time. [Or: 40 years of extras, from 1982-2022. Some true love, some heartbreak, some miracles.]

Maverick Whisperer by LadyLanera {T}

Let it be known that Maverick Mitchell is a self-sacrificing dumbass who absolutely knows how to play the system to get exactly what he wants out of the Navy.

I will always hold you close by LadyLanera {G}

Tom only wants two things: his boys together on the sofa and dinner. Thanks to his darling menace and his ridiculous antics, he quickly amends his wants to include a third--or was it more like eleven.

and you moved me, honey by vannral {M}

”Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Slider says somewhere on Goose’s left. His voice is gruff, flat and so deadpan it would be hilarious under any other circumstances but unfortunately Goose is stuck on this ride, too, so he can relate heavily."

Slider and Goose are 200 % done with their pilots and their stupid pining. Goose also realizes he might care a lot more for Slider than he thought.

Vampire!Ice by LadyLanera

Blood Ties {M}

Originally born Avtonom Konstantin but nowadays known as COMPACFLT Admiral Tom Kazansky, this is the story of how Ice lived in secret as a vampire, searching desperately across all of time for his green-eyed menace who plagued his dreams most nights.

AKA IceMav across the ages

The Home Ice Built {M}

There once was a house in Coronado filled with love and happiness. It sat at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac, but it was anything but inside. Full-body laughter erupted from its seams at any given time.

This is the story of the home Iceman Kazansky built.

Bloody Halloween {G}

After learning there's going to be a Halloween party at Maverick's, Jake decides he's going to show up to meet the family so to speak since things have been going so well between him and Bradley. Things, however, quickly go wrong unfortunately.

Welcome to the Family {T}

Bradley has the rest of his life to figure out when he's ready to die as a human and be reborn as a vampire. When tragedy strikes, though, he realizes that maybe he doesn't have that long after all.

In other words… This is the epic conclusion to the Vampire!Ice series. Please note the Main Character Death warnings are temporary.

the bet by aaronhotchners {T}

“Okay, okay, okay,” Ron interrupts, suddenly sounding undefined. “It’s settled. If Mitchell loses, Kazansky gets his bike. If Kazansky loses, he goes for a date on said bike.”

Kind of the same way - TGM Edition by trinipedia {M}

When Les Grossman, the US President, goes into a coma, Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, a hot-headed and caring Temp Agency operator who by a staggering coincidence looks exactly like the President, finds himself stuck in the role indefinitely. The corrupt and manipulative Chief of Staff, Chester "Hammer" Cain, plans to use Pete to elevate himself to the White House, but he doesn't count on Pete enjoying himself in office, using his luck and friends to make the country a better place and falling in love with the President's personal assistant, Tom “Iceman” Kazansky.

Love and heartbreak walk a thin line by glitterfayy {E}

Knowing you have a soulmate, a romantic soulmate, and wanting to know them were two different things, and Bradley was sure of one thing. Knowing only ended in heartache.

Mav wonders if he's always destined be left behind.

OR Soulmate AU when you turn 18 you get a compass that leads you to your soulmate. A story in 2 parts. First part covers Mav. Second Bradley and Jake.

etymology of a soul by writteninwaves {T}

etymology

n. the study of the origin of words, how they got their meanings and how they change over time

a study of souls, soulmates, friends you choose, family you find & all the ways souls can feel sorrow, break, and mend themselves back again.

Bradley Bradshaw has two soulmates, one platonic and one romantic. However, it isn't that easy to find your loved ones when you have loss and grief following you everywhere.

Based on & Inspired by Comin2U's Fic "You'd Say I Love You and How Proud", where Natasha is IceMav's long lost daughter.

Bad Ideas! by LemonsAndSugarMakeLemonade

Bad Idea! {T}

Bradley: Hey, are you and Ice around?

Well, this is slightly odd Mav thought but he replied anyway.

Yeah, why?

Bradley: We have our baby! We’ll be there in 10.

Mav almost dropped his phone at the reply. What the fuck.

Bradley Bradshaw, you better call me this instant.

Even worse idea! {T}

“Bradley, Ice just texted me to come to “hang out”, is this a threat?” “Jake you’ve known him for almost five years now, it is definitely just Ice wanting you to do some work around the house.” “Okay but-” “Baby, this exact conversation happened last week, you know Ice is so different at home than he is at work.” “But is he?” “Jake, please,” “Okay yeah, I’ll go over.”

A Friendly Chat by Content_Scrapbooker {G}

Prompt: Could we maybe see a circumstance that brings them all of the ’86 flyboys together for the sake of Mav, where the ‘86 crew is witness to his disgustingly loving and fatherly nature over the Daggers, and the kids also see how the older guys take care of and protect Mav?

By Night, My Love, Tie Your Heart to Mine by SOBERHYUCK {T}

Tom thinks that his bunkmate’s snores might be the same decibel level as the planes they fly.

- where they are bunkmates and fall in love

When the flowers bloom by miiichaaan {T}

“Are you also gonna stay with Uncle Mav forever?” Bradley wants to know, his tone as serious as a five year old’s can be. Ice feels heat rising to his cheeks. His eyes flick up to Mav for the split of a second. I’d love to, if you let me, he thinks.

5 Times Goose Observes +1 time Maverick sees/hears him by LadyLanera {G}

Inspired by tumblr's forsty's "Goose's Force Ghost" art series. Five times Goose's Force Ghost observes events surrounding Maverick or Maverick-adjacent after Goose's death, but there's one time Maverick sees/hears him.

With a little help... by miiichaaan {T}

“Look, we kinda have to set them up, huh?” Slider barked out a laugh at that, “Figured that out all by yourself?” Goose rolled his eyes, “You help me or no?”

You're DINOmite by ReformedTsundere {T}

When a poacher problem comes to Isla Sorna, InGen sends out a group of mercenaries to help keep their assets secure. Maverick is not pleased with that development. Until he is.

if we were apart I could still see the lights in the sky by stardustsunflower {T}

Mav joined the Navy to follow his father’s footsteps and to be part of something. He got far more than he bargained for, far more than he deserves. For all the years since he’s met Goose, he’s been happy. He’s been grateful. And he truly has become part of something – part of their family. For the first time in his life, he gets to feel like he belongs.

In which Mav stuffs too many balloons under a dining table, regrets not taking home economics, and almost ruins his favorite jacket, not necessarily in that order.

You're Gonna Be The One That Saves Me by orphan_account {M}

Of all the inane things Maverick’s done—of all of the rules he’s broken, and all of the ways he’s risked his neck—falling for Iceman is both the most ludicrous and the most expected.

Build this Dream by VarjoRuusu {G}

"I'm sorry to have to do this this way," Ice starts and he can already see the devastation and panic on Bradley's face, thinking Ice is going to rip his wings away before he even has them. Again. Ice sighs. "Sit down," he says softly. "Please."

Bradley casts a glance at him, then does as he's told as Ice takes a breath.

"Maverick pulled your papers because your mother asked him to," Ice says bluntly, and Bradley's world collapses.

"What?" he manages to croak and slowly, carefully, Ice explains everything Maverick should have four and a half years before. Tells him how Carole was so scared of leaving her boy alone when he was only fourteen, how she didn't want him in the air, she didn't want him to die young like Goose had. He explains how Maverick didn't want Bradley to end up hating his mother, or resenting her, so he took it all on himself.

There is silence for a long time after he finishes before Bradley quietly asks to be dismissed and after a moments hesitation, Ice nods.

"Bradley," he says, catching him at the door. "I didn't know until after. If I had, I would have stopped him." It's the best he can offer, and it's the truth. -- Or, Ice is gonna fix this once and for all.

Men Like Us by DancingDisaster

Time And Tide {M}

'The Kazansky-Mitchell Shitshow Extravaganza,' Carole had once called his early fumblings with Tom. Maverick thinks history might just be repeating itself as he sits at the Hard Deck watching whatever the fuck is going on between Bradley and Seresin these days, yet another member of the captive audience witnessing their disaster of a mating dance.

God, Maverick really hoped he and Tom were never this bad.

Or— Unfortunately for everyone else trapped in Miramar during the summer of '86, Pete Mitchell and Tom Kazansky aren't any closer to figuring out what's between them now then they were when they first met five years ago.

"Mav," Goose hisses into his ear at the officers' club, "please tell me he isn't the guy from the Academy."

"Fine, I won't tell you that."

The Importance of Personal Connections {T}

Tom didn’t put so much work into building his career just so he could spend it putting out Pete’s fires. Alas, given that half the personal favors owed to Iceman stem from him handling another officer’s Maverick Problem of the Day and the other half are kept on reserve for smoothing over whatever nonsense Pete causes next, it’s become something of a reputation for him.

“At least I’m cute, right?”

Tom drops his head back and stares at the ceiling in dismay. Sometimes, he truly wonders why he keeps this impulsive idiot of his. “You do have that going for you.”

Or— There are few things more universally feared in the Navy than owing Admiral Tom “Iceman” Kazansky a favor.

Ten Out of Nine Times by EliasHirsch {G}

“I know what you’re thinking.”

“Do you?”

“Because I’m thinking the same thing. We’re living in a sitcom, Ice. They think I’m a lonely old man who has no one. Fritz made a suggestion to hook me up with Penny.”

Ice laughs this time, managing to make it sound like he’s laughing with and at Maverick. “She’ll kill you if you ask her out.”

“Thanks for the confidence.”

“No problem. So, what’s the plan, Captain?”

“I’m thinking we let them have fun. They survived the mission, right? Got their medals and everything. I say we see their grand master plan.”

Or Maverick goes through his week while juggling being a full time dad. Unfortunately, his kids can't figure out he already has a man at home.

a higher fidelity by basedchamp {T}

“C’mon.” Tori nudges him with an elbow. “C’mon. He’s cute. You can admit that one thing but you can’t admit this?”

Gritting his teeth, Ice thinks very carefully about his next words. “He’s…” he trails off. “Some would say that…Mitchell is not. Unpleasant. To look at.”

(Alternatively: the one where Ice and Mav learn to park bad, eat good, and love even better.)

Family Is So Much More Than Blood by tartie {_}

When Ice and Mav decided to adopt an adult Bradley, neither expected to be adopting Hangman as well. But that’s just how things happened.

Goodness Gracious, Great Balls o' Fire by BigBellRings {T}

Carole seems taken aback by that, but continues talking to Iceman anyway, “Because unless you are a fool, that boy is off the market. He is one hundred percent, prime-time in love with you.”

Or; Iceman in Charlie's place during the bar scene.

Landing Zone 'verse by AlannaofRoses

A Soft Place to Land {M}

Admiral Tom “Iceman” Kazansky hummed quietly to himself as he shuffled through the reports on his desk.

Mav was coming home.

Landing Zone {T}

He only had a moment to absorb the impact ‘we’re alive we’re alive holy shit we’re alive’ before the plane is being swarmed from all directions, someone popping the canopy as the last remnants of smoke and flame retardant flare into the sky.

Ice, Ice Baby by yellowdaisy2023 {G}

"Ice ice baby." It comes from the phone and Maverick looks away from Iceman. Rooster and Maverick make eye contact briefly and Maverick feels his face flaming. Rooster has a wide smile on his face, nodding his head to the song.

OR Maverick loses his phone and Ice calls it to help him find it

Hotshot by Honckity {T}

“I’ll just get a beer.” Slider ordered way too easily with a steady voice.

“Alright. And for you, hotshot?”

or ice meets bartender mav and falls in love

Oblivious by umbrella_enthusiast {T}

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell and Tom “Iceman” Kazansky have been around Bradley Bradshaw for long enough that they know how he interacts with his friends. Hell, they practically raised the kid.

But the one thing that Mav and Ice can’t wrap their heads around is Hangman.

Seven Horses Seem To Be On The Mark by themodernmerlin {T}

Hangman and the rest of the special detachment want to know more details about why exactly Rooster had such an issue with Maverick.

Knees Buckled, White Knuckled by Winterotter

Twice the Speed of Life {M}

Maverick spends the weekend with Iceman after training Rooster and the rest of his Top Gun class, and things take an unexpected turn.

An AU set after the events of Top Gun: Maverick. Beware spoilers for the new movie in this fic.

Holdin' on Tight {T}

“Look,” he said. “I’ve been scared to ask all these years. But I’m finally gonna. Did you help him pull my papers?”

“You know better than most that Maverick has his own kind of influence within the Navy.”

“That’s not an answer. . ."

Or, Rooster has three conversations, with and about Maverick.

Don't Go Hittin' that Panic Button {M}

Maverick invites the Daggers out to his hangar and quickly learns that bonds can be tested outside of suicide missions.

A selection of scenes and stories set in this universe, which will include: how the daggers convince Maverick to keep teaching, Rooster & Hangman figuring things out, Maverick's first meetings as an Admiral and more. Not truly necessary to have read the other entries in the series, but the added context will help.

Mighty Wings (Across the Sky) by Resacon1990

you shake my nerves and you rattle my brain (too much love drives a man insane) {T}

Mav sighs and drops his head. “Even if he felt the same way,” he mutters, “you know why I can’t.” Carole hums and her hand comes to rest over his wrist. “And you know that's not really an excuse.” She squeezes his wrist until he looks up, and her eyes are so damn kind. “If this is what you want, Mav, what you need, then I don’t see any obstacles.” Or, the course of true love never really does run smooth... especially not for Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

Under Pressure by ReformedTsundere {T}

"And miss out on all the action?" Maverick jokes, pressure crawling up his spine as he fully steps into the inferno blazing on the third floor. It's almost too bright to see properly. He has to squint. Some of the smoke has cleared, though, heat pushing it out of windows no doubt shattered and melting into their frames.

Wrench the Golden Retriever by emmedoesntdomath {T}

“Mav, please tell me you didn’t get us a dog.” Silence. He sighed. The contractually obligated hey-I-bought-a-dog-without-asking-and-then-gave-it-a-name-you’ll-hate-but-you-should-still-love-me fic

Sharkbait by ReformedTsundere {G}

In the nearest, deepest tidepool, the ocean so close that every other wave splashes into it before pulling back, there is a person. Only, with the weak sunlight just beginning to press into the sky, a single line of muddled yellow that teases sunlight, is Pete able to see that it's not exactly a person at all. Sure, there are arms, a chest, a head, all pale skin slick with water as another wave rushes into the pool, there's even blond hair and a pair of eyes watching him, but there's so much more than that. It has Pete floored, his pulse climbing into the back of his throat as he's unable to blink.

here in our bed (’til the morning comes) by vannral {E}

“Are you sure?” Goose asks hopelessly, completely aware that he sounds whiny. The receptionist’s smile tightens. “Very sure, sir,” she says, her tone still extremely polite. “Two rooms, like I said.” Two rooms which – like she very patiently explained to him – also means two beds instead of four.' In which there’s Only One Bed™, both for Slider and Goose, and for Maverick and Iceman, because the RIOs won’t stand for their pilots pining anymore and can’t deny the affection for each other, either.

Coming Home by mtnofgrace {T}

Top Gun Maverick if Iceman had lived. Icemav raised Bradley, and Ice is determined to get him back home.

last train home by enthyrea {G}

It’s the man again. Except instead of his head swaying in time with the train, it’s stopped. Directly on Tom’s shoulder. Tom feels the man nuzzle in a little as he exhales, and Tom’s higher brain function filters straight out of his eardrums. He sucks in a breath, and keeps it there, afraid to let it go like something will explode if he does. What… in the world does one do in this situation? Does he wake the man? Nudge him softly or say something? Poke him in the eye? Hit him with his book? AKA, Tom Kazansky repeatedly running late from work leaves him as Pete Mitchell's personal pillow on the train ride home.

All The Lonely People by IWannaDoBadThingsWithYou237 {_}

Post 1986 film. Alpha/Beta/Omega AU: Tom offers to help Pete through his heats post the mission. He tells himself it’s the act of a friend helping a friend. Not a man desperately in love with his wingman and taking what he can get. Because that’s not him. That’s not him at all.

a binary star by vannral {E}

"Ice hasn’t ever given much thought to celestial things up in the sky but he knows that Maverick burns like one." In which Hop 31 happens, Ice thinks about Maverick a lot, and eventually they figure out what ’wingmen’ means for them. Or; two pilots pine for each other and share tender moments and sort of make it everybody's problem.

Radio Waves by ReformedTsundere {T}

Pete stares at the speakers as the song's first notes start playing, but his brain is looping back the words, rolling the radio name over until it sticks to the warm voice that had spoken it. He removes his hand from the dial. There's no indication that this man's show will play his regular kind of music; the current song choice directly reflects that belief, but... Pete's always been a sucker for voices, and this Ice fella has a pretty nice one (and if the morbid thought that maybe it'd be a good enough voice to be the last one he hears crosses his mind, that's not for anyone else to worry about.) He lets Lauper croon and sets his paper cup down, ready to get back to work.

Rock In The Road by IWannaDoBadThingsWithYou237 {_}

Or Duke Mitchell lives, teaches at Top Gun, is in a relationship (secretly and steadily committed) with Mike Metcalf, call sign Viper and is constantly exasperated by his son and the bizzarro mating dance that he is doing with Tom Kazansky. AU first movie. Viper/Duke, Ice/Mav.

the beginning and end of everything by AstronomicalFog {T}

Tom Kazansky didn't realize that he was in love with Pete Mitchell until he watched his plane crash into the ocean. (Or, Ice goes to TOPGUN, meets the most infuriating man in the universe, loses a friend, flies a rescue mission, and falls in love along the way.)

rose period by enthyrea {T}

A couple of days later, while mindlessly doodling on his couch, Pete finds his hand laying out the familiar lines of swooped back blonde-gray hair, boxy eyes lined with crows feet, and sharp cheekbones. The face is smiling, something soft and tender. He didn’t even realize until he was basically done with it. Pete slams his forehead into the paper. He’s so screwed. AKA, Pete Mitchell gets hired to paint Admiral Tom Kazansky's official portrait. He ends up way over his head.

watching, I keep waiting, still anticipating love by solangelosunangel {E}

Tom Kazansky sees Pete Mitchell sitting in a coffee shop, and it's love at first sight. Will Tom be able to give up his life for a chance at love with the man of his dreams?

jet blue skies by winterbitch {M}

Neither Hangman nor Rooster have any idea how come none of their friends know they're married, and have been for years. Sure, they're not the most affectionate in public, but they're smitten with each other, and to be honest, they went at it in way too many public spaces not to be caught. Apparently, their friends and Captain are just not that bright, which turns very interesting when Rooster becomes obsessed with getting Mavering and Iceman together. Somehow, through it all, neither Hangman nor Rooster realise their marriage is somehow a secret...

Time Warp AU: From Now On by QED_Art {G}

Time Warp AU: Due to hand-wavey science/Darkstar-induced time ripples/etc, teenage Pete Mitchell and Tom Kazansky find themselves unexpectedly ripped from their timeline and dropped 40+ years in the future. When it’s determined that sending them back simply isn’t possible, Ice and Mav decide to take their younger-selves in an attempt to raise them properly this time around.

just to see each other (feel it all) by susiecarter {M}

After Goose's death during a fight with a kaiju, Maverick left the PPDC and didn't look back. But his self-destructive bender gets interrupted by Charlie Blackwood, showing up to invite him to participate in a brand-new weapons development program, codename Top Gun: the first two-pilot jaegers to ever be deployed in the fight to defend humanity. That means Maverick's going to have to get back in a piloting rig again—and he's going to have to do it while drifting with another pilot. Drift compatibility means getting each other, understanding each other, on a level nobody else can beat; so whoever his partner is, at least he's not going to get stuck with the Iceman, who pretty much hates him.

it's not fair, how much I love you by theineffableprofessor {_}

The problem with Maverick, as Goose would tell you if you got him drunk enough, is that he’s incapable of doing anything halfway. Some might look at his showy flying and laid-back approach to classes and assume that he’s a slacker, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell threw himself into everything that he did with a kind of passion that begrudgingly impressed anyone who bore witness to it. Of course that would extend to falling in love, Goose would later think to himself, almost disappointed he hadn’t seen it coming. If only he didn’t commit himself just as fully to believing that love wasn’t reciprocated. Or: Five times Maverick falls a little more in love with the Iceman, and one time Ice finally does something about it.

What Was Three Has Become One by EliasHirsch {M}

Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell was there when the first Kaiju made land. And he was still there, years later, fighting a never-ending war of chaos and destruction. Only this time, he’s in a Jaeger. When an accident puts a rift between him and his co-pilot, Goose, the Marshal decides to fix their problem by throwing a new person into the equation. Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky, is ice cold, no mistakes. He’s as competent as them, and he’s not afraid to let his displeasure known. It grinds Maverick’s gears to no end. But Iceman ends up being there for him when Goose was ripped out of their Jaeger and hurled into the dark seas. Dead. Can Maverick ever stop blaming himself for letting it happen? And can he let Iceman in, knowing the two of them together are only going to end in heartbreak?

A Box of Love by ReformedTsundere {T}

It's black and embossed, a medium-sized thing with a careful label facing outward— Wedding, 2014. Jackpot.

the well traveled road to you by Saturn {E}

“You said we’re dating?” Maverick asks, eventually, incredulous, with no indication of whether or not he’s willing to help Ice. After Ice’s divorce, he tells a harmless white lie to get his kids off his back. Turns out it’s not that simple.

Daisies and Dandelions by xoAnnaxo {G}

Covers prompts: "Picking flowers and making flower crowns out of them" and "One of them makes a wish by blowing on a dandelion puff" ~~~ All his life he'd assumed people were joking when they said 'once you meet the right person, you'll know'. Ice had cynically passed the statement off as a bit of whimsical dream. But here Pete Mitchell was, and for the first time in his life, Tom Kazansky knew what to wish for.

Here by the Sea and Sand (nothing ever goes as planned) by wildglitterwolf {T}

Tom Kazansky has taken over the main duties of his father's candy shop on the local pier, running it with what he believes to be the Kazansky brand of perfectionism in everything they make. He would never waiver on those principles... until some guy in an aviator jacket with a blue hanky in his pocket walked into his store.

you come back to me in dreams by fangirl6202 {G}

Tom calls out over all the noise on the carrier. "You need to tell him. Take it from me, you'll regret it if you don't." "I'm not sure what you mean, sir." Jake said. Tom was getting very tired of this; he got in the Lieutenant's space with the cover up of shaking his hand. "It took him nearly dying for me to tell the man I love the truth," he says and he feels Jake's hand tense in his grip. "Don't make the same mistake as me, kid. Not when they might not make it back from this." Or; the mission, but Admiral Tom "Iceman" Kazansky finds himself waiting on the carrier.

Home's Not Home (Unless You're There) by AncientAviators {M}

Pete can admit to himself that his breath catches a little when he takes in the sandy-colored blond hair and tan skin. “Tom,” he says, keeping his voice low so he doesn’t wake Bradley. He dips his chin in acknowledgment. “What can we do for you?” Tom Kazansky is… definitely something. He’s tall, dirty-blond, and lean. He’s got a gum problem; he wasn’t chewing it earlier in the morning when he was re-introducing Pete and Goose to the ranch and its many wonders, but every other time Pete saw him, he was chewing it. And every time Pete’s come back over the years, Tom always had a piece of Polar Ice Extra to smack on. Or: It's the ninety's, Maverick is a retired bull-rider, Goose is his rodeo clown in and out of the arena, and Iceman... just wants to take care of some goddamn horses.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Eclair_Fair98 {M}

”There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. / There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. / You feel it, don't you?” — Rumi. Summer, ‘73: A month before she dies, Mabel Mitchell signs away her son’s future in Tom Kazansky's name. Fall, ‘78: An eighteen-year-old Pete Kazansky, is married, bonded, and expecting his first baby. Until one day, he isn’t. Summer, ‘83: Two people find their way back to each other, and on the path of healing and forgiveness, also find themselves. -- Or, A story spanning decades—about love, loss, and carving out an identity for yourself, in a world that doesn’t want you to have one.

Mine, Immaculate Dream by kazanskysmitchell {M}

After the ever-so-stressful Dagger mission, Pete Mitchell is tired and craves some normalcy. It's seemingly difficult for him to return to normal this time, and his protective (and very worried) husband can't help but notice the changes in Pete's mental health. After an official PTSD diagnosis, being permanently grounded, and the adoption of a service dog, Pete Mitchell attempts to adjust, but can't do it without the help of his wingman and their adopted and dysfunctional family.

Supersonic in the Air by icezansky {E}

Against all odds, Maverick has been selected for Top Gun. The night before their first day of classes, he decides to blow off some steam with an anonymous hookup in a seedy by-the-hour motel. The last thing he expects in the morning is to see his one-night-stand standing at the front of the class, being introduced as their instructor: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky.

I was just dreamin’ (of bumpin’ into you) by kazanskysmitchell {T}

Pete Mitchell thought he had everything figured out. When a tall, gorgeous blond comes walking into his shop, he questions everything he’s ever known. Or Pete Mitchell keeps running into Tom Kazansky. He has many feelings about it.

A cat named Crow by LoveChildofInsertShowHere {T}

The Meowfect Evening

Sometimes a kitten can make an evening even better

Some Birds Can't Fly

Crow becomes more of a part of the Mitchell-Kazansky family

How Crow Won Slider's Heart

Sometimes a cat will settle an insane debate better than Ice can

The Bumps in Quiet Nights

Ice worries when Maverick takes too long to come back home from picking up dinner

And A Partridge in a Pear Tree

Mav and Ice obtain 3 new family members in the form of kittens

Is it a Racoon?

Rooster meets the new additions to the Mitchell-Kazansky family and gets talked into getting a pet

Goosebumps

Jake and Bradley find the perfect cat for them, which brings up some emotions for Bradley

Ethan and Mav byEliasHirsch

A Tale of Two {_}

What do you do when you see your rival acting weird at the bar? Ice wondered how his life had come to knowing Maverick's every move so well, that a slight tick and shift of tone would ring alarms in his head.

can I get a kiss? (and can you make it last forever?) {M}

Ice never thought he'd worry about their resident little shit. It's weird as hell. or Maverick’s attitude is enough to grind everyone’s teeth. Unfortunately, this time, it’s his last name that paints a target on his back. Thank god for Tom Kazansky then. (And Ethan Hunt.)

clones = real? {G}

“Mav would never lie to us,” Payback says. “Right, Captain Dad?” Ethan and Maverick nod at the same time. “You’re right.” “Okay, that was creepy,” Hangman says. “Wait a minute,” Fanboy says. “We didn't know there are two of you. Have you ever switched places without us knowing?” “What are you talking about?” Ethan and Maverick say, the exact tone and timing. “It’s always been me. I’m Maverick, your captain.” — It's fun being a twin. Fun for Ethan and Mav, anyways. For the Dagger Squad? Not so much.

Pontiac Blues by icezansky {E}

When Tom's car breaks down outside of a small town on Christmas Eve, Maverick and Goose Auto Repair is the only shop to pick up the phone. A Hallmark Holiday Movie AU.

A Kazansky Redemption by WhisperingNights {E}

This is a Kazansky love story. Can one win back the love of their life? Can the other find love in a storm of hate? **** “Sarah, that’s been over for 26 years, besides your my wife, remember? It wouldn’t be good to go tell a man I love him now would it?” Ice grinning playfully at her. She gave a small laugh that quickly turned into a cough, causing him to lean toward her in concern. “I’m alright, I’m alright, sit down,” she rasped, waving him off, then she looked at him “I love you Tom, but we both know our love was foraged in partnership nothing else. We did what was necessary for the safety of ourselves and your career. But it’s 2017, it's easier now. Sexuality rights are better, people are more open. I’ll never get to have a wife, but you Tom, you deserve to have a husband.” ***** Jake’s eyes landed on a figure in an awful Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses. His irritation instantly grew, the universe really must hate him.

#icemav #iceman x maverick #tom iceman kazansky x pete maverick mitchell #icemav fic recs #ongoing list #I need a shorter version because I have way too many bookmarks on AO3 #Thank you for feeding the obsession of so many...myself very much included!#love and appreciation for all artists and authors!#🐈red🐈furry🐈cat🐈tag🐈

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We now return with your regularly scheduled and all too familiar feeling of malaise and the search for "The Great All American Pizza Show!"

So it's been a little under a month since my last post and I've been skimming through commercial compilations from the LA area. I've found some cool YT channels that archive old ads from that area but I obviously don't have anything to show for it. The ads are either too early or too late to be part of this campaign which is a bit frustrating. Something I neglected to mention last time was that I was also looking through Colossal Pictures demo reels to see if they had a snippet of the animated commercial but of course, there's nothing. There seems to be a cutoff point in the early 80s as most demos only show things from that far back. I was able to find some obscure, silent, avant garde, sci-fi film possibly connected to Colossal but I don't think that'll help me much.

Colossal had some sort of "meet the crew" type video where all the employees said they're names but only their first name so I can't really track them down or anything. I'll keep looking, I didn't look all too hard as I was kinda at my wits end at that time looking through ad comps for hours.

I took a bit of a break for a while before reading through the old Pizza Times newsletters from Dec 79 - May 80. The May 1980 newsletter had some cool info about commercials and news features filmed at the various stores. Some of these aren't technically part of TGAAPS campaign but ehhhhhh I don't really care. They're part of early PTT history and I wanna see them damnit!

Let's go through these starting with Citrus Heights. The Citrus Heights section is loaded with info regarding lost media, 3 in fact! Sacramento's Channel 40 (KTXL), which has since been bought out by FOX in the mid 80s, did a Newsplus at 10 feature on the cyberamic systems at the new store during it's opening week. If we consult the ever so useful Chuck-E-Pedia, we can find that this feature would have been shot and most likely aired on Christmas week of 1979. A perfect pin point set of dates to look through! Next, Chuck was seen in the lead up to the United Cerebral Palsy Telethon which also gives us some idea of where to look. Finally, a TV commercial was filmed, possibly with TGAAPS slogan. Bob Wilkins' ad agency produced it but I couldn't find ANYTHING regarding this company. It's mentioned on his wikipedia but not named, and a even his own website doesn't mention anything about it. It's surprising that someone who seems like a local celeb in there area could have an ad agency that goes almost entirely undocumented.

Next, we move to Sparks, Nevada. Channel 2 (KTVN) filmed a feature on the store for the PM Magazine. The store was visited by reporter Keith Hirshland. Now I'm actually pretty sure I've found this dude! I found a local online article talking about him and the timeline works perfectly. Assuming this was filmed in early 1980, Keith would of been still fresh out of college with a degree in journalism and around 23. He also says he grew up running down the halls of the KTVN office. As a little aside, I'd just like to say don't bother this man or anyone/company mentioned in any of my posts. The last thing we need is to scare off these people.

This last little piece of lost media probably has the best chances of being found out of all the rest. Ben Wattenberg's 1980, from what I can find, is a dry, uninteresting TV news segment hosted by an equally dry and uninteresting host, the neo-conservative Ben Wattenberg. Ben Wattenberg's 1980 itself seems to be almost entirely lost media as only a few stills, episode descriptions, and TV listings exist online. However, this show was on PBS which no doubt has it somewhere in it's archive. What's better is that that there not only an exact date of when the episode will air, but also the name of the episode itself! One user on taptalk was able to find a TV listing which unfortunately doesn't lead anywhere and isn't archive on the WayBack machine. Luckily people actually said the name of the supposed episode which would of been "Silicon Valley: The New Entrepreneurs". We can also find evidence of it in a newspaper from that June 15th.

I sent e-mails to KTXL-40 and PBS on 2/24, so far no responses. I'll wait a little longer and in the mean time look for more leads and contacts. As I said before, don't bother these people/companies. I don't want them to be swamped with calls and e-mails and clam up on us. Bye for now!

#chuck e cheese #pizza time theatre #the great all american pizza search #the great all american pizza show #pizza time theater #lost footage #lost commercial #lost media #bob wilkins #ben wattenberg #oh god why is there a ben wattenberg tag on tumblr

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a love letter about writing star wars fanfiction.

(aka a love letter to my eleven year old self, and to anyone who's read bks.)

this is extremely sappy, and gross, and personal.

tw : homophobia, internal & external

There is nothing I love as much as storytelling.

I wrote my first story when I was eleven. It was a story about an angel and a demon who fell in love with each other and I posted it on Wattpad with a cringey title while under the pseudonym of a young genderless author, and I thought I was so cool.

I wrote that story for some time. I remember being at my lola’s house (the only place I had access to a computer) and checking my page and seeing that I had over one hundred hits on it.

I also remember later that night when my father called my lola and asked her to put me on the phone. I was a child and I used my father’s email for everything because I didn’t have one of my own and I didn't know any better. He called and he told me to delete my account immediately because what I was writing was extremely inappropriate.

My story didn’t contain so much a kiss between its love interests.

I thought maybe he was upset because of a scene where one of the male characters changed shirts, or maybe it was because I was writing about the devil.

But my father wasn’t a religious man. He’s quite the opposite actually, I distinctly remember when I was eight, I would go to church with my lola, and that Christmas I played the Virgin Mary in our pageant.

And I looked out in the audience to find that he wasn’t there.

Lola told me he had a cold sore.

(My mom told me he just didn’t like church.)

When I told him I was sorry and I didn’t know what I did wrong he told me I should write a different kind of story because the one that I was writing was bad, he told me that it was disgusting.

The love interests in my story were both men. And at the ripe age of eleven I hated myself for what I had done.

Over the next ten years I found different ways to tell stories. I wrote songs, I performed in musicals and I played Dungeons and Dragons. Every once and a while I would try to write but it just never worked. I would sit and stare at the notebook or the screen and I could never get further than a chapter or two because I just couldn’t stop thinking about how inappropriate it was for someone like me to be telling a story.

I came out as queer my freshman year of highschool.

That morning a family member (who I have since reconciled with) told me that they didn’t love me anymore. Since that day they have come to terms with who I am and I love them endlessly but I will never really get over that. I just can’t stop wondering what kind of person would tell a fourteen year old girl that they don’t love them over something they couldn't help?

I came out as nonbinary when I was nineteen.

That was the thing that finally destroyed any ounce of a relationship I had left with my father.

I stopped singing, I stopped performing, and I stopped playing Dungeons and Dragons. And I just sort of hit a wall. Years of people telling me that I talk too much, that my identity was something that made me wrong, and years of people halfheartedly listening to me when I spoke finally wore me down to a point where I just wanted to be alone and silent.

I wanted no one to look at me and I wanted no one to speak to me because I had been told since I could talk that I was a chatterbox. So I shut up and I stayed in my room. I went to work, I went home, and once a week I would hang out with the only friend that I hadn’t pushed away. (Trust me I tried, and I’m grateful everyday for how hard he fought to stay.)

I did this for a long time, around three years.

A little over a year ago I started taking medication for my severe social anxiety and my depression. It helped me snap out of the funk I was in and I quickly realized that my routine was about to vastly change. Evan was moving away for college and I was going to be truly alone. Sure I’d made other friends by this point but I only ever really hung out with Evan.

So I needed something to fill that loneliness lest I succumb to it entirely.

So I wrote a story.

A vague story, where the characters had no names but they had big emotions. A story about a princess who fell in love with a knight but she never saw his face, and when he sacrificed himself for her he fought tooth and nail to get back to her, and thanks to his anonymity he actually managed to do it.

At the start of May this year I started to write in earnest, for the first time in a decade. And anyone who has followed Best Kept Secret for a long time knows just how quickly those chapters were coming out. I was posting nearly three chapters a week because a decades worth of words were rushing out of me, desperate to finally see the light of day.

When Evan went to college I wasn’t scared because I had something new to fill my time, a story. Since the day I posted that story, not a day has gone by where I haven’t written.

Yes it is a silly piece of Mandalorian fanfiction, yes it is basically just porn for quite a bit of it, and yes it is full of spelling and grammatical errors. But it’s mine. It’s my story and it doesn’t matter if it’s dorky or terrible or anything along those lines because for the first time in a long time I don’t feel bad anymore. I don’t feel guilt or shame for the things that I say or do because I have been able to grow past that and a large part of that is because of Star Wars fanfiction.

And I wish so badly that I could tell my eleven year old self that they are going to be okay and that she isn't wrong in any sense of the word. I wish that I could tell her that she doesn’t have to be a girl and that she can like whatever she wants to like and she can write whatever she wants to write.

I wrote Best Kept Secret for me, and I wrote it for her. Because she loved Star Wars so fucking much, and if she knew that we found our peace in a silly story about a princess on Naboo she might finally be happy because she loved Padme so so much.

I should probably be more sad that it’s ending but I’m really just proud of myself and I’m eternally grateful to anyone who’s reading this because if it weren’t for people reading what I was writing I don’t know if I would have carried on. I was so scared and nervous to write this story but when people liked it I was reminded of why I liked storytelling so much in the first place.

Because it makes other people happy.

This is already too long and too sappy but I can’t thank everyone who has supported me enough, because this silly little story of mine has unironically changed my life. I’m going to continue to write fanfiction because I love it but I’m also going to write a book. I’m going to write my first novel because this is what I love to do and I want to share it with anyone who cares, this is my favorite thing and thanks to this I have been reminded of that fact.

So thank you, to every single person who read this mess, and thank you to every single person who read the wonderful mess that is Best Kept Secret.

Tomorrow I am going to celebrate with my mother who I have to thank for all of this. She has supported me endlessly and she has pushed me to write and keep writing.

Tomorrow I am going to call my lola, who sadly now lives further away, and tell her that I finished writing the story she constantly asks about.

Thank you mom, thank you Lola, thank you Evan, Tori & Carli, thank you to every single person who has ever supported my writing.

Thank you eleven year old Ro, thank you for writing fanfiction about minecraft youtubers on your lola’s laptop.

here's a photo of the wonderful women of my family and of me writing bks in a coffee shop, curtesy of my friend tori, taking a point five.

#personal

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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 5 months

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Did you watch the standoff deleted scene? In it Neytiri didn't actually release Spider after Quaritch released Kiri and Jake had to talk her down and take the knife himself before she released Spider and holy hell I don't know how to describe my feelings for it. They really planned to traumatize Spider huh. And I can't even fault Neytiri here because she's clearly so lost in grief and trauma. It's such an angst fest, I love it but I can see why they deleted it. What do you think?

Side note, I saw that anon ask about a time loop headcanon? I tried scrolling your spider tag myself but I couldn't find it, any chance you can link it reblog it for me please?

I am trying to be a patient adult who does not buy the same movie seventeen times, so no I haven't watched them yet, I will fucking wait for my collectors editions for Christmas. But I watched all those Avatar Theory videos where the scenes are described, and I've done my reddit dives (shivers). I know what they all are.

I just answered another ask that mentioned this particular scene (which I gotta say has really bummed me out for the day), might have to finally get around to answered that ask about my Sully Sims. BUT ANYWAYS.

As I said to this other person, I really don't feel like this is a deleted scene, its more of a rewrite. To me, I think that the choice of changing this scene is more telling. I completely understand why they removed it. There are a lot of people who don't empathize with Neytiri, or understand her trauma anyway. I think they changed this because they must have felt it didn't fit her character enough, or wouldn't work with where they wanted the story to go. Of course, I understand the scene, but I'm very glad they changed it. I think it's important to remember that scene is now not canon, it was changed to what we got for a reason. We can spend the next million posts talking about what we think that reason is, but I still think that means something.

I'm just honestly majorly bummed that there were positive cut recom scenes and then just this super dark Neytiri scene. She was barely in the movie, and I just know people will use this even more to misunderstand her character and villainize her and it makes me really sad. I'm sorry I'm not as pumped about these deleted scenes as all the dm's and asks I've gotten. :(

On a lighter note, I could not find it, no, I’ve had this ask ready to go as I looked for it forever. I will keep looking but I’m hoping that anon will send us the link, or even that I’ll find it later. Sorry, I didn’t want this to sit here longer!!

#majorly bummed that now i'll get even more demonized neytiri fics to sift through #hate that for me #neytiri sully #miles quaritch #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #jake sully #kiri sully #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar #melissa’s asks #melissa on avatar (cameron)

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ell-vellan · 6 months

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You know what I miss?

(I'm gonna show my age here with this very specific and niche memory but bear with me. Or don't, whatever!)

Back when I was a kid, middle/high school ish, I frequented Gaia Online. I'm not even sure how to really describe that site (if you remember it, help me out here) but it was mainly an anime-esque forums where people could make different communities about a million different things, but it wasn't just forums. You had an anime avatar that followed you around the site, a currency you used to buy dress up items for your avatar, mini games and a a marketplace. Pretty sure there was some kind of stock market.

This was my online home for years.

I landed, somehow, on the Adoptables forums. Shops, technically, for people to "adopt" pets and then roleplay with them together. Some were original make believe worlds - one of the more popular I can remember was a world of wolf packs with their own lore and setting.

Specifically I remember being active on the Lion King RP forums called I think Shadows of Africa? The artists who ran them would sell colored lineart of lions in the style of the movie, with a little info card that displayed their name and the owner (you).

You couldn't roleplay with other people until you officially had a character through purchase, gift, or contest prize.

Each lion was unique and people gave them names from African languages (that was a rule). People formed entire prides and had special forums just for them, with rosters of who had what character, where you could "hang out" with others in your pride. Your lion would be able to age from cub to teen to adult after you had roleplayed a certain amount of time and applied for it with the artists. Your characters could find mates and breed and the artists would (for Gaia currency) remix the "DNA" of your two characters and you'd get a random number of cubs you could "give away" to friends or even hold contests for others who wanted to play.

I was just thinking about these communities and how much I loved everyone there. How much work these artists put into these communities, often without any real compensation except for pretend money. How elaborate they were. Giant games of pretend with strangers online. I did SO much writing on those RP forums, I actually feel in retrospect like it was a safe place to cut my teeth on writing and it was literally from the point of view from an OC Lion King character.

And there were so many shops like this.

I'm sure there was toxicity in some aspects of these communities, but I don't remember it, at least not to the level of toxicity the Internet gets to now. Maybe it's my rose colored glasses.

But every Christmas, these Adoptables shops would open up for people to Secret Santa gifts to your friends: a randomly colored gift, the .jpg or whatever sent to your inbox, that you could post in your profile or your journal. And on Christmas day, the artists would update all those images, and the wrapped gift would be replaced by a unique pet, randomly created for you by whatever colorists were working for the shop.

Like YES okay I understand how very childish it sounds now. Maybe even cringe.

But I've never found another sort of community like it. (Maybe discord, idk, I was too old and busy to get into discord when it came out.) So many artists doing so much work, just for others to play with pretend pets with their online friends and write silly stories about them together. These were people making dozens, hundreds of unique designs by hand, as far as I'm aware. Their workload had to be stressful. They were probably doing this in between studying or working real jobs.

But to this day, every Christmas, I think about those Secret Santa gifts. And every year I miss that excitement of logging in first thing to see all your gifts 'magically' hatch into adorable little creatures that were unique and yours.

This post doesn't have a point except I'm in my mid-30s and I still miss my online friends that I used to play pretend lions with in middle school. And nothing else has quite matched the very specific excitement of those secret Santa gifts becoming 'real' on Christmas.

And I'm so, so thankful to all the people - likely college students and adults - who did all this work just for fun. And I wanted to share this memory of some old communities that I still think back on fondly. I hope they're doing well in life, wherever they are.

#sorry it's holiday season and I'm nostalgic #i realize gaia online still exists but it's not the same :/#you cant ever go home again really #gaia online #just millennial things lol #if you have any idea what im talking about PLEASE tell me bc sometimes it feels like a fever dream

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no but i can't get over how actually well done the last few days were. announce a surprise and not 48 hours later we find out that 1) tour movie, the same thing taylor swift did a few months ago and now everyone wants plus we know it's a show they worked super hard on, 2) it's free, excellent for anyone who couldn't afford to go etc (we've all been there) and out literally right now on a (mostly) free platform (the very same one that they got started on but anyway) and perhaps most notably, 3) it's free with the hopes that you might instead of paying for it donate to gaza, and the links are right there.

like they could've charged us $20 each for the show and sent all their profits there themselves (with the hope that we believe they're being honest that it's 100%, for them of course we would but i know others have lied about similar). but instead they gave us autonomy over our donation just like. encouraged it. like cmon who wouldn't listen when ashton tells us to donate to something if we can? (also did anyone else say so, i'm not the best at keeping up with social media so lmk if there's more of them to give credit to here). anyway we gotta talk about it more. how perfectly this was done: we get a gift!! be it for christmas if you celebrate or just in general, that we expected we'd have to pay for. now we get asked, hey, if you have any money could you send it to these people who Really Need It So Badly if you can? I know not all of you do so we won't stop you from watching the movie if you don't but

also this is a really clever way to show their support for gaza. like they are (deliberately i think) trying not to be leaders in an area that they aren't experts in, and there has been a lot of misinformation around, a lot of misunderstanding, like yes they did stand up for ukraine last year but the media was a lot more black and white for that one (or should i say blue and yellow) but when it comes down to it they're not stupid and they're not fooled by whatever the country they currently live in is pushing and they've actually taken their time to not say shit to save face prematurely but actually do something that's, even if not big or dramatic, gonna be impactful? they've not put themselves out there campaigning for a ceasefire, yes, but they've posted links that are. they've not guilted us into donating but please tell me you're not at least feeling some obligation to. it's simple, it's actionable, it's right there in the caption and takes like 20 seconds. and if any of us in the fandom (global family or whatever they're building) are leading in the ceasefire decolonisation space we have our little encouragement to see that yes, these musicians we love aren't gonna sit there and do nothing. it's not monumental, but it's something.

and tbh i wouldn't be surprised if this was all planned like a week ago in a zoom call between australia and the usa when ryan texted to say that the film was done. like it was in their random spontanous lightheated style. i also think we can learn something from the fact that it's okay to not jump on everything the minute it comes out but actually every lasting impact is a long-haul effort that you've gotta sustain yourself for by doing what you love as well. and also sometimes the right opportunity to do something about what we care about comes and you just take it, don't think too hard, don't wait either if you don't need to, if there is a cause that needs your effort whenever you get an opportunity to give it will always be the right time. hopefully they've set a precedent for something--i have no idea if any artist has done similar but i'm really proud of them.

and that's why i don't get the fact that we've been talking about how horrific this genocide is and then going right to which songs they cut or kept. like i would like a live version of you don't go to parties! but i would like an entire fandom to donate to aid for gaza even more and be thinking about why we need a ceasefire and maybe doing something about it even more. i've been unwell yes and under financial and other stress yes but i'm not starving or freezing to death and so i'll take that L and i won't go home. i won't stop talking about what's important. i'm starting to find my voice again and this has been a big inspiration for it between all the discouragement.

have we not figured it out? they're not just dumbasses sometimes they do something towards a cause we really care about so let's give them credit for that. heck they even filmed bad omens in ukraine in 2022 have we forgotten about that? they don't put themselves out there as influential figures in any way but that's sometimes the best way to humanise the people we care about (and i think honestly they just do this naturally because when you're not chasing clout and you're trained to recognise talent and potential talent in even the worst situations, you'll automatically think like that). it's small in the face of everything going on, yes. so am i! and if i learned anything over the last 24 hours it's that small things can be meaningful. this has been to me and i don't doubt to the recipients of the donations of (i hope) an entire fandom.

(also if you don't mind the tag @littledrummerangie i know you were talking along a similar vein a few weeks back and i'm keen to hear if you want to, if you found this as satisfying as me)

#5 seconds of summer #5sos #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #michael clifford #calum hood #the 5 seconds of summer show #live and backstage in amsterdam #human rights #palestine #unicef #save the children #gaza

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The Sweater

December 4 - The Sweater

12 fics of christmas part 2 - masterlist

Summary: Eddie has refused to wear a knitted jumper... until now.

Content warnings: Fluff cutesy stuff, Wayne, Joyce, Will and El is in it, reader has some experiences in knitting- (yes I know its more or less impossible to knit a sweater that quickly but for the sake of the story, go with it.)

Word count: 1899

* Fic is also posted on Ao3*

You had decided to do it. Even if it would consume you entirely.

It had started with Steve, whom had pulled a goofy-looking Christmas sweater out from his bag when he was about to leave your place, for his family’s stupid (his words) get-together.

“I mean each to their own but I wouldn’t be caught dead in that” Eddie said to you as Steve closed the door behind him.

“Aren’t it a little cosy though? Imagine walking through town in a knitted sweater,” You said, imagining exactly how soft Eddie would look in one.

“Baby I would walk through town with you anytime but did you see his sweater? The reindeer had a massive pom pom nose” Eddie said.

“And you walk around with a devil on your shirt, about 80% of the time” you said, defending your love for knitted sweaters a bit. (Even though you agreed with him, Steve’s sweater was ridiculous.)

“Don’t bring Hellfire into this, that’s different and you know it” he said.

You slumped down beside him.

“I suppose so,” you said. “Still I think knitted would look good on you.”

“It’s you who looks good…in anything” Eddie said, before smirking. “And nothing”

He leant in and kissed you, you smiled against his lips before returning the kiss.

A few days later you were walking around town with Will and El in tow.

You had briefly mentioned going shopping when you returned this bag you had borrowed from Joyce, and both of them had instantly begged to join.

Will dragged both you and his sister into the craft-supplies store, claiming that he absolutely needed a few colours to complete the painting he was going to give to his mom and Hopper.

He pretty much disappeared into the paint aisle as soon as you entered.

“This can take a while..” El muttered, watching her brother compare pre-made swatches of colours that to her looked practically the same.

“We’ll better occupy ourselves then” you said. The younger girl smiled at you and you disappeared down the aisle next to Will’s.

El was looking at this tiny “paint your own ornaments” set, when you saw it, soft yarn in a deep red colour.

As so as you had laid eyes on it you couldn't stop thinking about how absolutely gorgeous Eddie would look in that colour.

Right then a clerk came up to your side of the store and said:

“Can I help you with anything today?”

A quick “nope” was heard from both the teenagers you had with you. You smiled apologetically towards the clerk.

“Actually how much yarn do you reckon I need to make a sweater?”

“I know that it should be in here somewhere?” Joyce said, already head deep in a bedroom closet.

“Joyce honestly, it’s fine, I’m sure I can find a book on it from the library” you said, not wanting Joyce to go through too much trouble just for you.

“You got my teenagers out of the house,” she said without looking up. “I owe you”

You were about to protest, saying that the kids actually were the ones to suggest joining, but before you could you heard;

“I’ve got it!”

Joyce pulled out the thin document file containing knitting patterns.

The first one looked simple enough, and it actually looked pretty too.

“Do you think I can do this one?” You asked, showing Joyce the pattern.

“Sure you can, I’ll help you get started” Joyce said and that’s how you ended up on the Hopper-Byers sofa for 4 hours, knitting away.

You had the half-finished knitting-project in your bag when you returned to the trailer. Eddie, who had been away with Wayne during the whole day to find the right parts to repair his van, was excited to see you.

You were excited to see him too, but more so you were excited to finish the surprise you had for him.

The two of you had dinner with Wayne and then you remerged back to his room.

“Imagine when we’ll have our own place” Eddie said dreamily as he flopped down onto the bed.

You dreamt of it too, and you had a job, but not too many places were up for sale, and Eddie probably should finish high school first.

“Yeah, that’s gonna be amazing” you replied, laying down beside him, your head on his outstretched arm.

“We won’t have to wait until my Uncle leaves before we have sex.” Eddie said.

It sent you into a fit of giggles,you turned to him and pressed a kiss to his temple.

“Is that really the only perk you see of us moving in together somewhere else?” You asked.

Eddie contemplated for a second before he smirked at you.

“Not just that, but it’s in the top five, for sure” he said.

You threw a pillow at him, before smiling wildly.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Munson”.

Usually when cuddling on the bed, you were the first one to be lulled to sleep.

But today, after the day he had, digging through car parts and arguing prices with grumpy old men, Eddie was knackered.

The tape in the record player, rang out it’s last tunes when you noticed that his breathing was evening out and he began snoring slightly.

You careful removed the duvet from your bottom half and eased yourself out of bed, to not wake the beautiful man sleeping beside you.

As if it was a miracle he stayed asleep when you got up.

“He really must be tried” you muttered to yourself, used to Eddie stirring awake as soon as you moved.

You emerged from the room, on you way to retrieve the knitting project from your bag when you ran into Wayne.

“Are you guys still up? It got awfully quiet in there for a moment.” He asked.

“Eddie’s asleep” you explained with a smile to the older man as you opened up the bag.

“And you’re not? That’s new” he said with a fond chuckle.

He reminded himself of all the times he heard the record player long after hours and had knocked on the door twice before cracking it slightly open only to find you and Eddie tangled up in each other’s arms, fast asleep.

He usually tiptoed in and turned off the music before leaving again.

“Yeah, well I started this thing earlier and I’ve been itching to finish it” you admitted Wayne as you pulled out the knitwork.

“And you couldn’t do it when Eddie was awake because?” asked Wayne as he plucked two mugs from his collection, walking towards the stove.

“It’s for him,” you said. “I’m making him a sweater”

“Really?” Wayne asked, eyebrows raised in genuine surprise. “That boy does not deserve you, that’s for sure.”

“It’s I, who doesn’t deserve him ” you said, sounding slightly more defensive than you had hoped too.

“Believe me, he doesn’t know that he scored solid gold with you,” he said, “ hot chocolate?”

Wayne chuckled.

“You really are giving me too much credit here,” you said. Before quickly adding a “yes, please” to the hot chocolate question.

Wayne started heating up the stove whilst you sat down and turned the tv on, flipping through the channels.

“How do you feel about one magic Christmas?” You asked Wayne.

“Sounds good to me.”

He arrived with the mugs about a minute later putting one down in front of you.

You sat in comfortable silence with Wayne, knitting in the light from the tv.

Wayne went to bed when the movie ended. You stayed up about two hours after that, finishing up the sleeves. When it was finished you folded it up and put it in a gift bag.

Eddie stirred awake when you tiptoed back to bed.

“Sweetheart?” He mumbled barely awake.

“I’m fine” you reassured him.

“Sure you’re not anxious?” Eddie asked, eyes still closed.

Your heart swelled at the question, the thoughtfulness coming from him, even when he was half asleep was proof of just what you told Wayne earlier, that Eddie was too good for you.

“I’m sure” you said and kissed his nose. “I’ve just been to the bathroom”

The last part was a lie, but you could spoil the surprise by telling him.

“Mkay then,” he mumbled. His head relaxing into the pillow. “Cuddles?” He said and raised his arm, inviting you in.

“I was just about to ask.” You said as you sank into his embrace.

The next morning you awoke to a cold bedroom. You shivered and pulled the duvet closer around you and Eddie.

The metal head beside you fluttered his eyes open and looked at you with soft brown eyes.

“It must have snowed during the night” he mumbles and pulled you closer to his t-shirt clad chest.

Can I plan or what? You thought as you remembered the sweater you finished.

“Shall we go get breakfast?” You asked. Eddie nodded.

“Have you got anything warm to wear?” He asked you, you replied with a small “yeah”, thinking of how nice that fleece lined jumper would be right about now.

“Have you?” You then asked as you got out of bed shivering.

“Not really, but I’ll manage” he said, but you noticed just how cold his hands were when you took one of them to pull him out of bed.

He pulled out oats of the cabinet with a shaky hand when you couldn’t take it anymore.

You were stood in pj bottoms and your red jumper, vintage Christmas card print on the front, and he had a black sabbath t-shirt on, there were goosebumps along his arms.

“Babe” you said and wrapped your arms around his waist. “I’ve got something for you.”

“For me?” Eddie asked and turned around and kissed your forehead.

“Yeah” you said and smiled, “now I’ve worked hard on it so please like it?”

You held up the gift bag in front of him.

He quickly grabbed it from you and you smiled shyly, now starting to doubt yourself.

“You made this?!” Eddie asked, sounding both genuinely surprised and excited.

“Yeah” you smiled, letting out a small breath you hadn’t realised that you were holding. “So it’s not too corny? Like Steve’s?”

Eddie laughed at the memory of Steve’s sweater.

“Absolutely not baby, it’s stunning” he said as he pulled it over his head.

“I’m glad you like it” you said and kissed his cheek.

“Holy shit it’s so soft” he said as he pulled it over his head. “Thank you, I love it, and you”

“I love you too,” you replied.

Wayne found you on top of Eddie on the couch with empty bowls on the table in front of you.

“I guess you finished it” he said and smiled at you.

“Yeah I did” you said, thinking about the state the sweater was in when Wayne went to bed.

“Now boy how come when I go out and spend my well earned money on sweaters for you, then you force me to return then cause they itch, but when your girl knits one then you wear from the get go?” Wayne asked.

Both you and Eddie laughed at the question.

“They were all itchy, feel it, it’s so fucking soft” Eddie said and held out his arm towards his Uncle.

“I know what’s soft,” Wayne said, hitting Eddie on the head playfully with a magazine. “It’s you, for her

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