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neverleaveyourwingman · 10 months
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I did a thing ✌🏻
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swirlysmile · 2 years
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Iceman but he shows his soft side and him and the reader read together in the library because they wanted some time off from the action? Mav walks in and sees this but Iceman just shoots him a glare that tells him “say anything and you’re dead”
yes anon! just a short little drabble
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word count: 359
warnings; none
The library smells of dust. Not many people visit, preferring the humid and sandy beach to the grungy shelves of books accompanied by old ladies. 
Ice is sure it hasn’t been cleaned in years, but he’ll grin and bear it for your enjoyment. After all, you’ve endured far too many complaints about Maverick. 
“Lead the way,” He says, extending an arm in show. 
The library might be a little rough around the edges, but it still has everything it’s supposed to. Books, knowledge, tapes- and sure, it likely hasn’t been updated in years, but you love it. That's what matters, right?
Ice is watching you run around, dodging the discolored patches in the carpet and the sharp bits on the old (and loved) bookcases like it’s some sort of an intricate maze. Like you’re a kid in a candy store. 
“This is the one,” You declare, voice not going past a whisper. The librarians are a little scary. 
You sit on a chair in the corner of the library, furthest from the counter, to begin reading. Ice follows. He’s a little lost in the grand scheme of things. 
He sits on the chair next to you, without a book. You rushed through and he didn’t know what to do so he settled for reading over your shoulder. 
There’s a loud thump. You pay no attention to it, so Ice doesn’t look up. The shushing from the old ladies at the counter though does cause him to look up. 
“Sorry, sorry. Won't happen again.” and they keep shushing him. 
Does Maverick have to ruin everything sacred? 
There stood Pete Mitchell in all of his glory. You were completely enamored with your book, but the second Mavericks indifferent stare morphed into a teasing grin, Ice about lost it.
“Well well,” Maverick starts, but he shuts up the second he sees Ice’s glare. You’re still reading, unbothered. 
Ice’s jaw clenches, glare unwavering. 
We don’t speak of this.
There’s some sort of unwritten agreement. Mitchell widens his eyes and backs off, walking towards the door.
“I’m off.” He mouths. 
Then, Ice turns his attention back to your book.
“Wait what’s going on,”
“SHHHHHH”
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k9effect · 1 month
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Mav: Today I realised I'm old
Ice: What happened?
Mav: I fell in the mess hall and instead of laughing, Rooster came running to see if I was ok
Ice:
Mav: I saw fear in his eyes
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enthyrea · 1 month
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my tg86 piece for @topgunzine!
i actually drew this in april of last year- i’m so glad to finally post it! thank you to everyone who bought and supported the zine 🤍🛩️
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callsignmav · 3 months
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First and last conversation.
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pinkyoyogurt · 1 month
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"behind every gay person theres always a much gayer one"
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micahmaeve · 5 months
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swiftietartt · 24 days
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CINEMATIC PARALLELS ▸ 9-1-1 “Buck, Bothered and Bewildered” - 7.04 || Top Gun (1986)
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BONUS ▸ Top Gun: Maverick (2022)
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sluttyhenley · 5 months
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#ObsessedWithThatGuy
TOP GUN (1986) dir. Tony Scott
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vannral · 4 months
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icemav's ways to flirt: banter and longing looks
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gothidecorem · 6 months
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And violà! @kazanskys-mitchell
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Iceman and Maverick really took the ‘never leave your wingman’ order seriously didn’t they?
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swirlysmile · 2 years
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Iceman spending an evening out with his s/o after a long week? :3 thank you!
you’re welcome, anon! hope this is what you had in mind. swear i’ll write something longer one of these days 🙏
my boy rio ronny makes a small appearance, so proud of him.
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Night On The Town
Weeks in the Navy were always long. He didn’t get to spend much time with you. Iceman was either on base or asleep, regaining strength for the next day of perilous training. Luckily, he had the weekends open to spend time with you.
“Baby,” He’d say, “I’ve spent all week with my friends. I want to spend some time with you,” and sure, you could argue that training isn’t quality time with friends, but he was just so damn convincing when he smiled like that. 
So, when he got home he changed clothes, reassuring you that he took a shower on base. Not that it was hard to tell with his floppy, and wet, blond hair. 
Tom throws on his aviators, walking out of the bathroom with dry hair. It’s styled perfectly, as usual.
“Ready to spend a night out on the town?” He asks, throwing a piece of gum into his mouth. 
You respond by pecking him, and he takes your hand to lead you to the car.
He starts with a quaint little restaurant, a favorite for date nights. The first time he had brought you there, he claimed it had the best Italian-American food in town. It didn’t disappoint.
“This is your idea of a night on the town?” 
“Hey,” he says, hands up in defense. “I just had a tiring day at work.” 
You say nothing more, glancing down at your menu. Of course you know what you’re going to order. 
“I promise I have more planned.”
“I’m content with this if you’re too exhausted,” you say. Tom, being the cocky man he is, takes this as a challenge. 
You order your food and politely thank the waiter who brought it to you. Tom talks about his day, and it’s nice. You haven’t really gone on a date like this in so long- neither of your schedules permitting it. 
The Navy works him hard, and your job as a receptionist is demanding too. Maybe slightly less, but still tiring for the average citizen.  
“How was it?” 
“Great, as always.” 
Ice smiles, feeling accomplished.
He pays, adding in a generous tip before you leave. The air outside is chilly, enough for a coat, but not quite frosty. The leaves are turning yellow, as they always do in fall, swaying with the soft breeze. It’s gorgeous.  
“I’m so lucky to have you.” He says, tightening his grasp on your hand. You’re walking down the street to window shop a little. The yellow street lights are a little dim, and not preferable, yet somehow, he still looks good. 
You pass every shop imaginable. There’s the small dessert shop that’s proudly displaying its many pastries, and you’d be lying if you said they didn’t look delicious. The “fancy clothing” shop proudly bearing mannequins wearing only the finest of silks, and then there’s a thrift store housing all-too-happy minimum wage employees.
The corner store, however, is a nice jeweler. There’s a gorgeous necklace on display, the jewels shimmering in the fluorescent shop lighting. You do a double take, and Ice immediately notices your interest. 
“It’s a good looking necklace,” 
“It’s an expensive looking necklace.” You laugh, leading him away. 
Of course you spend more time browsing the selection of shops down the long street. You pop into the pastry shop, and even the fancy clothes shop, albeit to make fun of the clothing. 
You smile seeing the vendor on the other side of the road, booth filled to the brim with sunglasses.
“You’re such a dork,” Ice says lovingly, when you imitate him trying on said sunglasses. You end up buying them, and Ice laughs at you.
You even end up seeing Slider, Tom’s RIO, with his wife doing the same thing. Spending time together on the weekends.
“Told you my friends and I spend enough time together, look at him avoiding me.” 
“Ouch, Slider is your only friend?” you tease. “Pretty much.” Ice adds, no hesitation. 
He’s never been one to make friends, preferring to stick to his already set up clique. 
Ice walks you back up the street to your car.
“Bar sound good?” He asks, and you nod. A few stronger drinks never hurt, but the wine at dinner was nice. 
Tom is prepared to be designated driver, just wanting to spend time with you. You agree with little hesitation, and he pays for some drinks. 
It’s nice, getting to spend this quality time with your boyfriend. Just getting to be with him doing things you enjoy, and it doesn’t happen much. He savors the time he spends with you.
After a few drinks, you’re much looser than you had expected to be. You’re sure that if this had been Vegas, and not Virginia, Elvis would have officiated the wedding by now. 
Ice practically pulls you away from the bar and out the door. He’s hoping you won’t remember his detour, and lucky for him by the time you get there, you’re out cold, thanks to the alcohol. 
He wouldn’t say that was his plan, but it was. 
You wake up a little confused, but in your bed with a note next to you, and that damned necklace, and your heart melts.
Thought you might like this.
See you later,
Tom
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honorarypines · 7 months
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Top Gun movies + text posts part 1/?
While I'm too tired and overwhelmed to draw, have some more memes, this time with the aviators!
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enthyrea · 1 year
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icemav doodles and dumb memes
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callsignmav · 24 days
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First and last hug.
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