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aw

icemav doodle..

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Iceman: You use emoji’s like a straight person.

Maverick: That’s literally the worst thing anyone has ever said about me.

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in love with you glen powell

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look at this goofball

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icemav headcanon pt.2

Pt. 2 of "Mav is a blusher and Iceman likes it... a lot."

*Slight angst because I got carried away

Recap (Pt.1):

"I'm not gay Slider."

"I know, I know, I just want you to be safe, I'm your RIO after all."

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The next few weeks of training were busier than ever. Graduation was approaching, only four weeks away, and days were spent in debriefs, reading textbooks, and lots of practice. Despite all this, Ice's obsession with his rival's blooming red blush didn't seem to wane. It was as if someone had glued his gaze on Pete "Maverick" Mitchell's face. His cheekbones and jaw were that of a Greek statue, chiseled marble. It was something anyone, any man could admire. This is what Ice told himself, pushing down the questioning of its validity.

He couldn't understand why. Why he teased and got close and said words laced with honeydew sweetness. Why he wanted needed to see that blush spread across Pete Mitchell's pretty little face. Not that the other pilot knew about it, Ice could only hope.

It continued, they danced on the lines like it was something in a contemporary ballet performance. Oh isn't this all just a little fun?, Ice thought as he succeeded once again.

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The following morning, their final, and most important, External Standard Evaluation was announced to be two weeks away. The pressure of keeping top of his class was building. "We got this in the bag, don't you worry Ice," Slider murmured after they were dismissed.

"I know." he kept his gaze cool, sweeping over his classmates. He ignored Maverick's stare and joined Slider on his way to their next lecture.

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Ice knew he had tumbled overboard when "sweetheart" slipped from his mouth and right into the ears of Maverick, their classmates, and Viper himself. Too far Ice, way too fucking far, he told himself. Later in the shower rooms, it wasn't as pretty and forgiving as he had planned in his head.

"Jesus Christ! What is your goddamn problem Ice?" Maverick was half in his civvies, "I've been tolerant with whatever teasing bullshit you've been starting, but God it is getting on my nerves."

"This is gonna be good boys," Chipper whispered, earning him a kick from Sundown. The pilots shuffled out the door, eyes glued to the middle of the room where their two classmates stood.

"I don't know what you mean Maverick."

"You know goddamn well, Ice, I know you do you sick bastard," Ice only grinned, a sick, bastard-like grin and Mav continued, "you've embarrassed me in front of Viper and probably half the cadre. And I've been thinking what did I do?, what could've happened, I know I'm kind of a ditz, but-," Ice clamped his hand over Maverick's mouth before he could continue. He looked around to make sure the others had gone before, in the most gentle, sincere tone he could possibly muster, "Look, I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me, but it won't happen again." His gaze was firm. Maverick stared up at him, eyes a little wide. Ice could feel the warmth of Mav's face on his hand, his lips were soft. He couldn't do this anymore, all of it, all this thinking about Maverick; it had to stop. He removed his hand from the other's face and walked out of the shower room.

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Ice spent the next few nights restless. He twisted and turned in his sheets, rumpling them. It should have bothered him, it really should have. I don't care, he thought. He ironed them in the morning anyways.

He poured over his textbooks during breakfast, toast and eggs as always. He kept his shades down on the tarmac and his eyes to himself in the shower room. He didn't dare make eye contact with Pete "Maverick" Mitchell. The examination date was approaching at super-sonic speeds, he needed that stupid little trophy.

Two nights before the examination, Ice wondered if he was overreacting to all this. No, bullshit, he reassured himself. Screw DADT and all that crap, he had embarrassed Maverick. It was something the latter clearly didn't take lightly. In fact, no one would, it was humiliating. Ice had never wanted much, but when he made Maverick blush and bloom, it sent him into a downwards spiral. From there on out it was want, want, want. There was nothing easy about getting Maverick out of his head, and Ice could only accept that fact.

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Notes: Sorry for the long break! I finally got this to a point where I am sort of proud of it and I'm trying not to re-read it bc I know I will start to hate it (per usual). I have a feeling I should write a Part 3 because I kind of left everyone hanging, but god knows when that will happen. I attempted at slight angst, not sure if it was executed correctly, I am more of a poet anyways... but let me know what you think! See you next month for Pt.3 lol

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icemav headcanon pt.1

Mav is a blusher and Ice likes it a lot.

Pt.1

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"You know Mav", Ice turned to him as the training debriefing started, "that was a pretty smooth move up there." Maverick smiled at him, a blush creeping onto the apples of his cheeks, "Thanks." He turned away, embarrassed that even just a compliment from his classmate brought that god-awful rouge to his face. Thinking about it only made it worse, the tips of his ears turning pink. Ice noticed, keeping his eyes on the brunet.

"Damn, what's got you looking like that?" Slider joined the two, sliding into the closest seat. His eyes flickered between Ice and Mav, who he had watched from a distance as they conversed.

"Probably the heat," he grinned, "always seems to follow me around." Ice rolled his eyes in faux annoyance.

"Oh you shut up you," Slider retorted.

It took a while for the blush to disappear from Maverick's face, and by the time they had hit the showers and returned to their living quarters, it was all Ice could think about. There was something that sparked deep inside of him, though he couldn't put a finger on it.

Despite his internal conflicts, he made it his mission to make that cocky motherfucker blush as much as he could. He winked. He got up and close, leaning in slightly before pulling away. And sometimes, just sometimes, he would praise the other pilot. As much as he despised Maverick's clear ego problem, it was perhaps the most effective way.

It took not even two weeks for a confrontation. From Slider. It was a few days after he had switched his and Mav's shirts, just to see him blush when Ice pointed it out.

"You know Ice, I'm not sure what's going on, but you've been going out of your usual ways to tease Maverick," they were walking to their quarters, "And before you say anything, I'm all for teasing him and getting on his nerves because I hate his guts sometimes, but you're going far man."

"It's all just a little fun isn't it?" Ice chuckled.

"Yeah but switching your shirts? You know, with all that DADT talk, the others could build suspicions."

"I'm not gay Slider."

"I know, I know, I just want you to be safe, I'm your RIO after all."

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idk abt yall but these bitches gay asf

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Icemav + Staring

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i just think that if not gay then why look at lips? if not gay then why did miles look at glen's lips so much? if not gay why did that shot make it into the movie? if not gay then why have it there? if not gay why say he looks good? why say it twice? if not gay why make sure you look like a sexy slut when arrive at bar? if not gay then why tension? IF NOT GAY THEN WHY LOOK AT LIPS!!!!!!!

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Rooster and Hangman 5+1 Headcanons

The five times Rooster and Hangman think they're being secretive, and the one time they realize everyone knows abt them

2. The five times Rooster hints that he wants kids, and the one time Hangman agrees

3. The five times Hangman wished it was Rooster in his bed, and the one time his wish comes true

4. The five times they (jokingly but intensely) argue over comms, and the one time they let themselves slip up bc they love each other

5. The five times Hangman tries to tell Rooster he loves him, and the one time Rooster says it all for him