#aviator men

[asshole-rebel-psycho]

My grandfather Eugene was Lt and pilot of a b17 bomber plane in ww2.

He completed 19 successful bombing missions over Germany. Destroying Nazi military bases.

He got shot down on his 19th mission and survived to becoming a POW in a German prison camp.

He left the camp after the war standing 6'3" and 120 lbs.

God bless you grandpa and may you rest in peace 🙏 🇺🇸

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[littleprincefan]

i’m starting a collection

[carbone14]

Le Lieutenant-Colonel James Doolittle qui mena le raid sur Tokyo le 18 avril 1942 s'adresse aux ouvriers de la North American Aviation le 1er juin 1942 - Raid de Doolittle - Guerre du Pacifique

[momotonescreaming]

Bucktommy library date when

[vintage-sweden]

"Fahlén", 1923, Sweden.

[duplicitousfate]

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The One Who Waits be like:

[bdsmsub67]

SIMON NESSMAN SPORTS LUXE FALL LOOKS FOR HOLT RENFREW

Simon Nessman sports a luxurious fall-winter 2018 look from Brioni

FALL/WINTER 2018 | THE FASHIONISTO / PUBLISHED SEPTEMBER 2, 2018

[magic-cityy]

[topgunreacts]

Oh my god it's happening

excerpt from chapter 18

And here Ice was again, in the same room, holding another gift from a man so stricken with bashfulness that he couldn’t look Ice in the eye. Ice wanted Maverick so bad it hurt. But it was more than fucking that Ice wanted. A burning, tingling sensation overwhelmed him: an itch that begged to be scratched. Ice wanted to strip this old bed, sweep the last of its memories out of the house forever, and make love to Maverick on top of brand new sheets that had never been touched by anyone else’s skin. But would Maverick want that? Was there some sign or auspice living in his eyes, in his touch, in this necklace, that gave some hint of a future if this night ended the way Ice wanted it to? Christopher, too, had known about Ice wanting to fuck him long before it actually happened. The result of all that open communication lived in the Navy’s marriage contract archive, in the form of divorce papers. What was so different about this night, this situation, this necklace-not-collar, this man—

“So…I think I’m in love with you,” Maverick said.

Ice froze. Every inch of his body turned rigid, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

“What?” he said. Because there was no way this was real. Maverick could not love him. This was a mistake, a joke, a product of desperation-induced, pre-heat hallucinatory—

“I said, I think I’m in love with you,” Maverick repeated. At first, he seemed frozen, too: stuck in a slightly hunched over, gaze-averted pose like a kid waiting to be called into the principal’s office. But then he broke free of fear’s hold over him, and turned his head so that he could look Ice in the face when he said it a third time, without the hedging: “No. I am in love with you, Ice.”

holy shit more at the link

[james-spooky]

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[novice-jacket-hunter]

Hercules A2

[compacflt]

hi!! very excited about your next batch! but i was wondering if you ever think of posting some of the (wonderful) female!mav scenes you wrote (the question mark on my computer decided to stop working but this is indeed a question)

have a great weekend!!

yeah sure! again— this isn’t finished and never will be finished, I posted the reasons below. But here are a bunch of snippets from the fem!mav/lesbian charliemav AU from this summer. Would love to hear your thoughts, because politically it gave me some pause! lol.

1. On how mav survives (the central motif of the one-shot is Mav cutting her hair with scissors which is why the emphasis here)

2. On ice (straight icemav will never work because fundamentally ice is a misogynistic cunt)

3. on sex with girly girls (one of life’s greatest pleasures)

ehhh you get the picture of what’s under the cut

4. on charliemav

5. on charlie

7. The end (post Layton mission [mav proving herself by saving ice’s life] and the end of TG86, Mav gearing up to cut her hair again in Charlie’s house)

and here, copy-pasted, were the tags i planned to affix to the charliemav one-shot, which I think explain also why I stopped writing it—maverick is insanely out of character here!

“some discussion of issues that would affect a female pilot in the 1980s in this one: SA, sexism, etc. u have been warned / i would love to talk to anyone about the politics of this one cause hoo boy i had to think about it / it’s a little personal to me too / i wouldn’t necessarily say i struggle with my gender identity but i do have a really complicated relationship with it / i think this mav is incredibly out of character / it turns out mav’s thoughtless overperformance of masculinity is so ingrained into his character that / if you make it intentional he/she turns into an entirely different character. / i often struggle with writing maverick way way too bitter (there’s something very gentle about tgm mav I struggle replicating) / & this is a VERY bitter & cynical & calculating mav as well. she has to be. But i fear i lose some of mav’s original character in the cynicism. 🤷🏽‍♀️ / that’s why i struggle writing AUs—you lose so much of the original characters who are DEFINED by the stories they’re from / if that makes sense. / i think a female maverick isn’t maverick. / you might as well be writing original fiction at that point. / this 1 shot is pretty much just original fiction. / idk would love to hear ppls thoughts on the fandom philosophy behind AUs / something i would love to think about more / top gun fanfiction / charlotte charlie Blackwood / pete maverick mitchell / Tom iceman kazansky/ nick goose bradshaw / genderbent top gun / charliemav / in this universe mav and Charlie break up and mav gets back together with Penny according to the tgm timeline btw / TGM mav might as well be a lesbian like nothing really has to change in the script at all. / post 2010 tom cruise just gives lesbian. no change necessary / soundtrack for this one is ‘I have a woman inside my soul’ by yoko ono”

I also stopped writing this one because I could not for the life of me figure out how to write goose, canonically a sexist just like mav and ice. made things difficult and a little awkward

[the-authoress-writes]

Bradley’s Uncle(s) (And Dad)

Synopsis: The Daggers look through Mav’s TOPGUN class yearbook.

What they see surprises most of them.

In other related news, Bradley would like to bleach his brain.

And his ears.

Author’s Note: This was inspired by this tumblr post, and I churned it out in about half an hour.

I posted this on my main blog, @oh-great-authoress, eleven days ago, but it makes me cackle to the point that I feel that you guys on my fanfiction sideblog should see this too.

Title is inspired by the Fountains of Wayne classic, “Stacy’s Mom”.

Warnings: None, really, but the events of TG:M are completely canon for this, so a certain Admiral is unfortunately not with us in this ficlet.

The daggers were gathered at Mav’s hangar for their weekly get together, when one of them—not Jake, surprisingly—decided to snoop around Mav’s bookshelf.

Fanboy was looking at all the gathered NATOPS’ from various aircraft, when he spied the thin, blue-spined book entitled “TOPGUN Class One, 1986”.

“Hey Mav?” Mickey called out.

“Yeah, kiddo?” came the voice from the trailer, where Mav was heating the food Payback had brought.

“Do you mind if I take a look at one of your books?”

“Knock yourself out!”

“Thanks!” Mickey replied, immediately taking the yearbook, and moving over to the living area, where most of the daggers were. “Hey guys, look what I found!

It’s—”

“Damn—haven’t seen that in an age,” Rooster breathed, rubbing a hand over his upper lip.

“What is that?” Hangman asked, leaning forward, curious as ever.

“It’s Mav’s TOPGUN class yearbook,” Mickey explained as he laid it out. “Mav said I could take a look.”

The first photo was of the whole class together, and more than a few of the daggers silently chuckled at the fact that Mav was one of the shortest people in his class.

There were a few photos included that were also visible on the hangar walls, the versions in the yearbook printed with a small “Courtesy of Carole Bradshaw” or “Courtesy of Pete “Maverick” Mitchell” in the corner.

Then they came to the section with everyone’s official Navy portrait, when suddenly, Phoenix reached out, and grabbed the book, wide-eyed.

“What?” Rooster asked, speaking for everyone, shocked and worried.

She pointed vaguely at the page, her mouth slack.

Halo immediately turned away and spat out her drink.

“Hey Cal, you okay?” Omaha rushed over.

“Yeah,” she rasped, coughing and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I just—I never expected Admiral Kazansky to be hot!”

The other daggers immediately leaned to look at the book, and true enough, there was twenty-six year-old Thomas “Iceman” Kazansky in all his youthful glory.

“Well, I’ll be damned, who knew the late COMPACFLT could give me a run for my money?” Jake whistled, while everyone else save Bradley blinked incredulously, trying to reconcile the image they had of Admiral Kazansky with the image they were seeing.

Phoenix scoffed, leafing through the portraits section, “Most of Mav’s class could give you a run for your money, Bagman, you’re hardly God’s gift to women.

And even now, Mav could give you a run for your money,” she declared, ignoring the Texan’s dramatic gasp.

“I know, right, Nat—I mean, you saw those abs—who has those abs at fifty-seven?” Halo whisper-shouted.

“Oh, yeah.” She paused, then blinked. “Gotta admit, though, young Mav hits different.”

Halo leaned and nodded, an admiring smile on her face. “Ooh, yeah, he could totally get it.”

A sharp sound pulled the two women away from their musing, and they turned to see Bradley had slammed his beer bottle down on the coffee table, and he was striding away towards the airstream. “Roo, what are you doing?” Natasha shouted.

“Nope!

No!

I’m not listening to you guys thirsting over my dad and uncles!

No!!”

It’s Traumatize Bradley hours in this blog I guess 😂!

If you look at the nametags they’re all wearing in TG86, the second row says “TOPGUN 1”, so I’m assuming that there’s more than one TOPGUN session a year, at least in the TG/TG:M universe.

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[arwcn]

no wonder neuvillette is sad all the time… every day he has to be the chief justice at a literal clown circus where his boss (the head clown) can enact any law she wants and all her knowledge of criminal justice comes from the bee movie

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