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nade2308 · 1 year

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Where did I go wrong?

I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

"How to save a life" by The Fray

@thethistlegirl @malewifebillcage

#pete 'maverick' mitchell #top gun #top gun maverick #tom cruise #my gifs #top gun gifs #my edit #this was such an emotional scene #I broke myself while making these gifs #poor Mav #I wish to hold him #he needs all the comfort #the jaw clench™

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bradshawsbaby · 2 years

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I saw this shirt while I was in San Diego and the first thing that popped out of my mouth was, “They’re so wrong for this” 😭😂

#poor mav #we all know it was an accident bb #nick goose bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #top gun #san diego trip

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polar-equinoxx · 1 year

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Icemav: staring at each other with complete heart-eyes, seeing nothing but the other, utterly fallen in love and are now soulmates

Hollywood: I am just- I am just standing here.

#ms tg #ms textpost #its the way he’s just. accepting that mav and ice are gonna be like this for ever now #and that its very unlikely they will notice him in the next five minutes #at LEAST.#icemav #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #rick hollywood neven #top gun 1986 #top gun #poor hollywood😭😂

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epiimetheux · 11 months

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icemav + baby jake

when mav is on deployment

#icemav #and baby jakie #it's totally funny if jake only wants mav and gives zero fuck about ice #poor papa

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alicentsstark · 7 months

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Maverick at 2 AM: You think the wind is ever tryna to tell us something and we don't know how to hear it anymore? Slider, regretting letting Mav stay over the night with Ice: I just want you to stop saying odd shit.

#poor slider just wants to sleep #Slider is ready to smother Mav to get some sleep #this is what happens when you let your bestie have his chaotic short boyfriend sleepover #pete maverick mitchell #ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky #icemav #top gun #incorrect top gun quotes

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compacflt · 7 months

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do you ever think about/write about how maverick threw goose’s dog tags into the ocean? the letterboxd reviews have me thinking again.

yeah that was literally one of the first little things august 2022 me petulantly retconned . fuck that . he kept one.

in my (and many other ppls) opinion those weren’t mavs to throw away they should’ve stayed with carole

and (i try not to talk about this as much as possible but) it suggests Something about mav & goose’s relationship that the filmmakers thought his dog tags should go to mav instead of to Goose’s wife (though i acknowledge and appreciate the usefulness of the visual metaphor of him saying goodbye to goose at the end of TG) (though that visual metaphor was rendered completely moot by the whole of TGM showing that mav HASNT moved on from goose and only moves on once he has the chance to save roosters life [which is why i retconned it])

ALSO? i am sure I’m not the first person to talk about this? But, to add a second layer of confusion & analysis, uh, the dogtags mav throws into the ocean aren’t goose’s.

I’m reading “metcalf, mike” from the backside. Those are VIPER’s dogtags. for some reason.

now i choose to believe that’s a props issue… someone grabbed the wrong set of tags & they were like ehhh no one will notice… script supervisor not doing their fucking job… so i choose to believe the filmmakers MEANT goose’s dogtags & it doesn’t change the end of the movie for me.

But im interested to hear from you—does that change/add anything to anyone’s analysis to know that mav threw VIPER’s tags into the ocean? there are a lot of really weird implications that come from taking what is probably a props fuck-up at face value!!! (Viper giving mav his tags [weird], viper being mav’s surrogate dad figure, thereby this scene becomes about mav saying goodbye to his FATHER finally,.. etc.)

#i am saying nothing #about mav and goose #except all the other times i have said mav & goose are romantic lovers coded #not brave enough to commit to it so i am not committing to it #because poor Carole but #🫢#when in chapter 6 i wrote Carole telling Ice ‘Pete is a selfish son of a gun’ i was partially referring to the dog tags thing #more evidence for my thesis that original top gun maverick is thoughtless and not a great or likable guy #It’s always Carole getting fucked over here in every possible universe it’s always her on the chopping block.#pete maverick mitchell #nick goose bradshaw #top gun #top gun meta #mike viper metcalf #ive worked as a script sup on some amateur film projects (like gotten paid to do it) this is the kind of stuff you DONTT!!!! want to do.#continuity!! details!!! these things fucking matter!!!#someday someone will watch your project and obsessively analyze it for gay fanfic purposes and your continuity errors will throw them off!#me when tom cruise hands: 🤤

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purplearrowzandleather-blog · 1 year

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Maverick: I am a... worthwhile person? And my friends... love me?

Goose, Ice, Slider, Wolfman, Wood, Merlin, and Cougar: *hugging him* Sure you are and, yes, they do, buddy. You’re doing great

Maverick: I feel validated. Disgusting. Give me more

#top gun fandom #top gun 1986 #Maverick and his notoriously poor self-esteem #someone please hug him #pete maverick mitchell #the 86 crew #Mav and his adoptive older brothers

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pillowsickfics · 11 months

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alright, I'm still not sure of how these characters are, but I'm really excited about them! Please feel free to ignore this ask if its ooc: about Maverick feeling pretty wretched a day, but not sure if he should speak up on this, since its not very manly of him, only to end up getting sick at the most inconvenient time?

introductory (sorta) fic! woo! B, thank you so much for the request. it was completely it character too! this was so fun and i pumped it out so fast bc i was so excited to write it so forgive any spelling errors and such.. hope u enjoy!

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Maverick should have never opened his eyes. He should have never sat up and he definitely should never have gotten out of bed. Alas, the pull of responsibility dragged him out of his paradise of duvet covers and pillows and forced him take the most miserable shower of his life as well as scarf down a nauseating breakfast of Cap’n Crunch and milk that tasted a few days past the expiration date. The day had already been off to a horrible start, and he didn’t anticipate it getting any better.

He should have known something was up when the previous night, he couldn’t stomach his leftover curry and went to bed earlier than normal. Then, he had passed it off as exhaustion from the long day of classes. He was starting to think it was something a bit more sinister.

For starters, his head pounded like it had never before in his life. Goosebumps appeared all along his broad shoulders and arms as he chafed away the odd chill that clung to him. Despite this, he was sweating buckets, evident by the dark gray stains under his arms and around his neck.

The worst of it, though, had to be his stomach.

It churned and roiled like some kind of lava pit from hell. Every slight movement threatened to send him over the edge, and with it the meager breakfast he choked down. It cramped and twisted and he felt more nauseous than he ever remembered feeling.

But he was fine.

He could handle this. He could “be a man.”

He couldn’t uproot every plan he had just because of a stomach ache.

So that is how he ended up in his current predicament. Biking to his schools hockey rink in the pouring rain while feeling like he was going to lose his lunch at the slightest pebble under his tire.

Usually he caught a ride with his teammate Cameron, who swing by to pick up both him and his roommate Laurie up for practice. For some reason or another, Cameron must not have been able to pick them up that day and so Maverick had to resort to his trusty bike he’d had since junior year of high school.

Laurie was long gone when Maverick had woken up, ever the early riser. He vaguely remembered Laurie mentioning something about 6am office hours, but Maverick didn’t have the energy to try and decipher the memory. He was preoccupied with more pressing matters. Like the fact that he felt like he was spinning in a teacup ride despite simply biking along the smooth sidewalk on the university campus.

After a few more minutes, he pulled up to the building and fastened his bike to the bike rack, but the movement of bending down to scramble the keypad on the bike lock irritated his stomach, causing him to press a fist to his mouth and muffle a burp.

Just for a minute, he allowed himself to express his misery. He let out a soft groan of pain as he braced himself in the seat of his bike and doubled over. He wanted nothing more than to just be back home, in his bed, sleeping off whatever this stomach bug from hell was.

He couldn’t do that, though. He needed to tough it out. He’d been doing it since he was young. He needed to be able to get through practice.

He pulled himself together and walked into the ice rink, sighing lightly under his breath.

As he walked in, he was met with a pair of brown eyes and a messy head of red hair waiting for him at the entrance with crossed arms.

“We we’re all waiting for you, Mav. You’re a whole fifteen minutes late. Coach is NOT happy,” Laurie said, clad in his jersey.

“Yeah yeah, I know.. I’m sorry.. I got caught up in the rain,” Maverick mumbled, making his way towards the lockers to grab his helmet and jersey and sticks.

“That, or you just slept in again, and you’re trying to make excuses,” Kurt muttered, throwing a half-hearted glare toward Mav.

Maverick ignored him. In fact, he couldn’t focus on any of them at the moment. His stomach twisted sourly, and he discreetly bent over to try and soothe the ache. He really didn’t feel good. To top things off, he was almost positive he was running a fever now, because despite being soaked from the rain, he felt pulses of sweat and dizziness overtake him. He wanted to be home. He wanted to be home so he could lay down and rest and he couldn’t imagine having to practice for 4 hours straight and he—

“Mav? You okay?” Laurie stood in front of him, apparently trying to snap him out of whatever fevered daze consumed him.

“Yeah.. yeah I’m alright, just uh… I’m still kinda waking up..” He said with a soft laugh. He didn’t meet Laurie’s eyes.

He couldn’t let his teammates see him like this, even if they were his closest friends. What would they think of him if they knew he was this weak, and couldn’t even push past a little illness. He’d be humiliated. They’d all ridicule him. He didn’t want that.

Laurie frowned skeptically, but he decided to leave it alone for the time being.

He absentmindedly changed into his uniform with a new resolve to just get through practice without utterly embarrassing himself. He laced up his skates and grabbed his sticks and made his way to the ice.

The rest of practice was a blur of drills and agility exercises and cardio that made Maverick want to bury himself in a hole and die. He felt horrible. Every sharp and fast movement made him feel like his belly was pushing its way into his throat. He had to stop for more water breaks than usual, but he didn’t even drink any water because he knew putting anything inside of him would end horribly.

It go so bad that at one point, he was so dizzy he nearly fell over trying to rejoin the group after one of his many water breaks.

Cameron was the one who walked over to steady him.

“What’s up with you man? You’re off your game today,” Cameron said half-jokingly, dragging Maverick back to the center of the rink.

Maverick just shrugged and continued the drills with the rest of the team.

To his credit, he managed to get through almost all of practice without incident. Almost.

It was the second to last set of drills Coach was making them do when Maverick felt a wave of nausea more pressing and intense than any he felt earlier in the day.

He faltered in one of the steps, and he skated off to the side as he doubled over and braced himself on his knees. He took in deep breaths through his nose, trying to will away the nausea, but this time it wasn’t budging. He knew he didn’t have much time. Laurie must have figured it out too, but suddenly he was being lead away from the rink and sat on one of the benches on the sidelines.

He let out a pathetic whimper and slapped a hand over his mouth when he felt his body lurch. He really really didn’t want to be sick here. Not in front of all these people. Tears sprung to his eyes and made him feel exponentially worse. Not only was he about to lose his breakfast in front of his team, but now he was crying in front of them too.

“Shh.. it’s alright dude.. Just breathe, okay? If you’re gonna be sick, you’re gonna be sick. No point in fightin’ it..” Laurie murmured beside him.

Maverick shook his head stubbornly, but his body clearly had had enough.

He pitched forward with a heave and at first, nothing came out. After a few seconds, a sickly burp brought up a wave of watery vomit that splattered on the synthetic rubber between his feet.

Maverick whimpered and he coughed up another mouthful of vomit, dangerously falling forward.

He was caught by a hand on his shoulder and a palm to his forehead that dramatically snapped away.

“Maverick! You burning up! Why the hell didn’t you say anything, you could have passed out or something!” Laurie yelped, patting Maverick back.

“I didn’t—“ Maverick muffled a burp into his fist before continuing. “I felt fine.. I can handle it.. it’s all.. it’s fine..”

“Like hell you are. We’re getting you home. Did you drive here?”

Maverick shook his head. “Biked.”

“In this rain?! Jesus christ Mav, no wonder you feel so shitty!”

As if to emphasize the point, Maverick leaned forward with a hiccup and brought up a small amount of puke, but his body had mostly run out of things to expel. The nausea was still relentless though, and. the fever sweats were worsening by the minute.

“Cam! Can I borrow your car? I’m gonna get this idiot back to his dorm. He biked here and I don’t think he has it in him to bike back,” Laurie yelled out towards the rest of the team, who were watching the situation with respectful distance.

Cameron said something, but Maverick wasn’t listening. An ugly feeling was festering deep within him. He didn’t need to be infantilized like this. Why couldn’t he just man up and deal with his problems on his own? He didn’t need to be taken care of like this. He was fine.

Cameron tossed his keys to Laurie, and Laurie slid an arm under Maverick’s shoulder to help him up, but Maverick lightly shoved him off.

“I can walk on my own.. I’m fine Laurie, you don’t need to stick around..” The words seemed mean, but Maverick said them with no venom. He just sounded like a wounded puppy, if anything.

“Mav.. it’s fine.. don’t worry about it so much, alright? You’re sick. You’re miserable. Let someone lighten the load. You’d do the same thing for me.” Laurie said softly, out of earshot of anyone else.

Maverick felt a lump in his throat grow at the sentiment. This was what it felt like to be cared for unconditionally. He could see now that Laurie wasn’t looking for ways to take advantage of his weakness or make fun of him. He genuinely wanted to help. He actually cared about him, and wanted to make things just a little bit easier on him.

He tilted his head down so Laurie wouldn’t catch the tears that slid down his fevered cheeks. The fever had to be getting to him. It had to be.

Laurie pulled Maverick’s arm around his shoulder and lead him to the parking lot outside the rink.

“Alright big guy.. let’s get you home.”

#my ocs <3 #maverick miller #laurie callaghan #emeto #sickfic #fever #writing #i know it might seem otherwise but laurie and maverick are actually not going to be romantically involved #this fic is pure bromance #i love them though #mav is so cute like aww poor little guy #i only proofread it once so again i apologize for typos

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mcu-and-buckybarnes-things · 1 year

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Those who just unconditionally love any Icemav contents may think I'm a whining bitch because why can't I just enjoy everything fed by the Internet as a normal person?

I can't explain it well but I hate it when they think Ice is just a tool, to let Mav the cute little weak baby girl (and yes I hate this kind of characterization of any character) be protected and loved.

They say oh they love each other so much but nope, they are never mutual.

Like, they literally let Ice who just fainted from cancer take care of a slightly inconvenienced Mav because that's how much love Mav deserves (this is just an example, they have a lot of versions).

But never the other way around.

Mav sneezed? Oh baby oh you poor little thing I love you so much.

Ice literally dying? Lol take care of Mav that's your only function.

So yeah we have a lot more contents now but at what cost?

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Edit:

It seems some people think I was talking about fanfics, while there are indeed a small number of fanfics may be a little like this, I was actually talking about Tumblr posts—which probably makes me even more pathetic, why do I even care about shitposts?

To quote my response to some kind soul who just recommended me some good fanfics:

I was actually talking about Tumblr posts. There are a lot of this kind of stuff and when I say “Ice taking care of Mav”, usually Mav isn’t even sick or injured, they just write him like a teenager dramatic girl constantly needing attention and praise, and Ice, even when dying, is not allowed to do anything else but attend Mav’s needs…

#icemav #but not in a good way #i could have not tagged this to avoid hate #but i did it anyway #because the cute little weak baby girl is not the mav we love #and ice，oh poor Ice who doesn't deserve any love

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