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big fan of characters who have it all under control when theyre put in situations but no idea how to be like a regular guy doing regular stuff when all is said and done.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE ALL YOU LITTLE FUCKS

Anyway here's just an idea i had about the dagger ducklings and mavdad/Icepops. I feel like Ice prefers Christmas Eve to Christmas day. (I really really like the idea of Ice being Jewish and celebrating both Hanukkah and Christmas). Christmas Eve is when all of the ducklings (And flyboys) come over for a Christmas eve dinner. Ice cooks (obviously), and Mav gets in the way (again, obviously), and nobody would have it any other way. They always watch Charlie Brown Christmas, and Mav keeps trying to get them to watch Die Hard (because "Iceeeee it takes place during Christmas how is it not a Christmas movie). This has been a years-long debate in the Mitchell-Kazansky House. (For the record, Mav, Bradley, Pheonix, Fanboy, and Omaha are staunchly on the side arguing that is it, Everyone else does not agree).

They also exchange presents, because not all of the daggers will stay for Christmas day. (Mav gives the most elaborate presents)

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warm hands, warm heart

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Word Count: 2,178 Domestic Fluff; Pre-slash

Ice somehow had the audacity to manage to look completely relaxed as he glanced around the snowy landscape with that easy, carefree confidence that he always carried with him. His entire posture was calm and unbothered, not even shivering from the wind or squinting his eyes against the blinding sun reflecting off the snow in every direction. Maverick couldn’t help but feel slightly out of his element next to him, glancing around with wide eyes at the snow-draped buildings in the distance like he was some greenie pilot fresh out of school and not a Top Gun graduate. -- aka soft preslash icemav being sent up to Alaska for a mission 12 Days of Ficmas DAY 1!!

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i have so many wips to finish but cowboy icemav are like sirens whispering in my mind's ear

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What about Ice who has actual ice powers. And who has the reputation of "ice cold, no mistakes" partially because if he's anything but cool, calm and collected, he loses control of himself.

Slider is the only person besides his family who knows, has known ever since the Academy days when Ice didn't handle a call from his father well and froze the phone to the hook.

And thank fucking god for him, because now he can cover for Ice when he turns away from a fight with Maverick and grabs the door of his locker without thinking, angry until frost spreads from his fingers onto the metal.

In a matter of seconds, Slider is stepping up to his side to hide it with his body, starting up a conversation that gives them both an excuse to stay in place until everyone leaves.

He never forgets his gloves in the cockpit, where he gets heated often, no matter how hard he tries. But it's never as bad as after he watches Maverick and Goose plummet to the sea. Slider has to carefully and quickly help pry his hands off the stick, and it takes him hours of pacing around and shaking and holding whatever warm mug Slider hands him to calm down enough, and for the ice to melt enough, that he can take his gloves off.

He feels so high strung that he doesn't dare touch anyone until after Layton, when he returns Maverick's grin and all he can really feel is excitement and relief and holy shit, we're alive, and he doesn't think when he pulls Maverick into a hug.

Neither of them freezes.

And it's only after that that he gathers the courage to visit Goose in the hospital. He tries so hard to keep it together, to not break down, but he grabs the armrest, needing something to hold onto, and doesn't even notice the snow that covers it until Goose's hand wraps around his wrist.

"Hey," he whispers. "I'm okay. C'mere."

And Ice doesn't dare touch him, but he does lean down when Goose hugs him.

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All fanfiction authors have praise kinks in the form of comments and likes

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top gun cowboy au anyone?

(will be posted on ao3 in 2025, unsure of the exact date at the moment. just trying to get a feel for if it's something that people would want to read)

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“…and I told you of your past lives, every man you’ve ever been. It wasn’t flattering, but you listened like it mattered. In the next one, will you find me? I’ll be the boy with the pink carnation pinned to my lapel, who looks like hell and asks for help,

and if you do, I’ll know it’s you.”

— We’re In Love, boygenius

Movies listed below the cut.

Tombstone, Born on the Fourth of July, Top Gun, Top Gun: Maverick, Far and Away, The Last Samurai, George and the Dragon, Spartan.

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I’m having too much fun working on this au

I might make one for him for District 12, too. Just for fun.

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Lover (Love Her)

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Word Count: 3,487 Emotional hurt/no comfort

Summary:

The words hung in the air, heavy and sharp and cutting so deeply into Maverick’s chest he was sure his heart was about to be severed. God, he wanted to scream. To grab Ice by the shoulders and shake him or kiss him until he remembered that night, that conversation, that admission that had shattered Maverick’s world in a million different ways. - aka the one about comphet and broken hearts

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this is the only wrapped/year in review that matters to me fr

only 656 identifications is kinda embarrassing after getting almost 2k last year..

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the morning before the end...

Fanboy and Bob have a tender morning as the sun starts shining in the morning of the mission. If something goes wrong, this could be their last morning together...

(close up, glasses version and other lightning options below cut)

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i have a passion for the homoerotic subtext of war media from the 1900s and early 2000s before hollywood was scared to be gay 💔˙◠˙

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i think some people get so obsessed with wanting to be a fandom famous fic writer that they make themselves miserable like they obsessively check their own stats and the stats of fics they consider to be their “rivals” (?????) and go to ridiculous lengths to “win” some imaginary competition as if it’s not supposed to be about fun and the love of creating. on the other side it’s totally a catch 22 because the people who have accidentally written the ‘fandom famous’ fics often end up miserable because it opens them up to lots of criticism and it feels like their next fics have impossible standards to live up to. step away from the ao3 stats page you’ll be so much happier i promise

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I am back on my trans bob train and you are part of the trans bob agenda in my head so i just had to remind you of trans bob. because it is just true, it is so true, he is so trans to me, i am shaking him violently

Hi, yes, certified trans!bob enthusiast here! You have inspired me so I drew you a thing :) a happy trans!bob taking his shirt off at the dogfight football game with the encouragement of the rest of the daggers, as a goodluck for your exams! <333

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like the roof on fire

CHAPTER 2 POSTED :D

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Word Count: 4,943 Hurt/comfort

Summary:

Something felt wrong about the way it was flying. Ice had flow with Maverick enough times to have developed an almost sixth-sense when it came to the other pilot’s flying style, and he knew the same could be said for Maverick with him. He tracked the jet closely as it got closer to the runway, eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out what was off about it. The jet seemed almost unstable, off balance. It almost looked like one engine was pulling harder than other. As its wheels hit the surface of the runway, Ice realized what was about to happen, but before he could say anything or brace himself, flames erupted from the left engine. Ice barely registered the shout and blaring alarms that went off immediately, people bursting into action to grab extinguishers. aka a landing gone wrong for Maverick leads to Iceman losing his cool

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and with 2,135 words of icemav being gay fucks, i rest on day 13 of my christmas writing o7