#bradley rooster bradshaw the man that you are.

[stillbreathing-aer]

guys i'm not much of a patriot but FUCK put tgm in front of me and it's GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!! 🦅🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸‼️‼️‼️‼️

[maybemaehill]

Back by popular demand! A new round of memes for my favourite movie

Part 1!

[peachesandcreames]

Decisions, Decisions 🥵🔥

[soronya]

I would say “Icemav walked so Hangster could run” but in reality, Icemav already fucking sprinted.

[bo0tleg]

Decided to make one of these for Top Gun: Maverick too, you know... to dispel the pain I caused with my last post...

(this is my whatsapp history, not direct quotes from the movie)

(in the first one, I'm aware it looks like There's a 30 min gab between both messages. There is not, my internet just decided that they were going to let me see the message 30 min later)

[supacutiepie]

SPEAKING ABOUT THE RANDOM TOP GUN PHASE I JUST GOT OUT OF: My on going theory about Rooster and Hangman's beef is that there is no secret third party involved it is entirely personal. Hangman, trying to make a tease at what happened that day-- falls flat on his ass because uh oh, Rooster is still red hot about it--

Rooster claps back with full vitriol, Hangman still trying to defuse the moment, everyone around them who knows what happened is looking hella uncomfortable: Coyote and Phoenix especially cringing back because "Seriously? One minute into seeing each other again and their at it AGAIN--" I think, full send: Hangman shot Rooster out of the sky LMAO. Whatever happened on that hop? Whatever scuffle they got into, it ended up with Rooster hesitating, and Hangman going in too hot. He takes out the enemy and gets that "first air kill" of his generation...and promptly shoots Rooster out of the gods damn air. OBVIOUSLY Rooster would be pissed?? I wonder if that's where the scars come from, him having to GTFO of his jet after his best friend fucking shot him down-- Hangman feels like shit for it, and it gets him his callsign which sucks ass to constantly be reminded of the time he almost killed his best friend. Rooster feels like shit because he's grateful Hangman saved his ass at all, but he shot Rooster out of the sky !! So his pride is so damn bruised. He knows he fucked up by hesitating, he got into his head and missed his chance and it ended up with him getting in the way of Hangman's shot. His own dman fault he got shot down right but.. But then he's free falling. He's become his Dad, he's terrified of the canopy opening and he's terrified because Mav was right and it's terrifying-- But he makes it out, scarred up for it, and he's so damn angry and traumatized by it he can't tolerate Hangman's attempts to apologize. And pride begets pride, so Hangman, so literally hung up on his guilt for almost killing his best friend, shoots off the hip with his own anger and bruised pride and trauma (watching Rooster go down, jet smoking from HIS bullets and he already knows he killed one man today don't make it two don't make it HIM--) Two damn prideful to apologize, or accept one. No matter how fucking bad they both want one. So Hangman picks a song he knows will tease Rooster the moment he walks into the bar, and Rooster says he's "You look good, Hangman" because he knows exactly what nerve that's gonna hit (guilt guilt guilt) and Hangman instinctively lashes back with that snarky ass "I am good, Rooster. I'm very good." and its just downhill from there... But it's Hangman himself who backs down. It doesn't come off that way, but what he says isn't as scathing as Rooster calling him by that damn name: he just calls him out for being to slow, but implies he could still be better. And dammit, Rooster clocks that shit?? Like we know by now Hangman goes for the throat when he wants to, but he let that shit slide and joked about the song - (he has songs picked out for Rooster, he still has songs for them what the fuck) So, Rooster backs down and annoys him back by playing the piano instead, which for Hangman isn't?? A fucking loss?? He gets to hear Rooster playing and singing how is he losing LMAO. (And even while literally toe to toe, the first thing Bradley does it glance down at this man's lips???) (( Hangman literally pulling pigtails because he can't be brave enough to just fucking apologize because he feels bad enough he almost killed the guy he's in fucking love with LMAOOOO))

[missathlete31]

We love a happy Glen!!!

[compacflt]

in regard to the icemav convo about american made cars: I think it would be funny if after mav gets his regular license, ice buys him a truck that they can use for transporting stuff to the hangar and when he gifts it to mav all the man can do is laugh bc stamped across the ass is MAVERICK. It’s a 2023 ford maverick (in area 51 bc I’m partial to that color)

and mav likes it, but he doesn’t love driving it bc it’s so big (and he just likes being a passenger princess too much), so ice drives it mostly which inspires a whole lot of jokes about ice liking having maverick’s name stamped on his ass. bradley gags from the other room every time.

if it matters to u, i agree with this hc 150% on rhetoric grounds. thank god for your mind.

however i would like to raise the issue that recent american pickup trucks have become non-useful, overexpensive, and suburban-coded in a way i think ice and mav would reject. the ford maverick was built with the intention of dropping kindergarteners off at school, not of actually doing hard labor. see below infographic for what I mean.

It’s a fucking travesty. Trucks are so ugly and useless now. the maverick is not immune to this. (maverick below)

what good is having a fucking truck if it can’t even hold two REGULAR ASS BIKES in the bed. & when the bed is empty the chassis is unbalanced in a way that leads to more accidents etc. (tbf that was true in the 70s/80s too but im feeling more hateful towards modern trucks rn). In short—the modern American pickup truck is no longer useful, it’s a way to virtue signal to other Americans that you *think * you know what hard labor is, even when you’re driving around in a glorified odyssey with a teeny tiny bed that can barely hold a couple bags of mulch for the back garden

ice & mav don’t even have any little kids anymore, i think they’d consider a backseat useless & a waste of space

SO i would like to offer you a Compromise, which is that ice & mav buy either (or both) a 1974 ford maverick AND/OR a 1990 ford maverick

for the Funny Name & coolness factor (& the “making Bradley vom cause of how cute his parents are” factor), and then soup up, like, a 1984 Chevy C10 for actual towing/hauling purposes.

[loveinwisteria]

ROOSTER VS THE GPCU (Glenn Powell Cinematic Universe)

Y'all know about doppelgangers? YEA ANYWAY- post break up Hangster ; everything ended in tears frustration and misunderstandings (as all Hangster break ups). SO heartbroken and in denial Rooster goes to a club far far away from base to get his hoe era post break up drunk on , get absolutely fuckin BLACK OUT DRUNK , wakes up the in the morning next to badabing badaboom JAKE??? even tho he's pretty sure they Definitely broke up (horribly might I add) . Man(Jake???) wakes up and asks him why he keeps calling him Jake when he explicitly said his name was Tyler (yes the tornado wrangler).

And so from there on starts the journey of Rooster bedding every single Glenn Powell character. From Tyler Owens to Gary Johnson to Ben (Anyone but you) to Gary Johnson Again but as Ron™ etc etc. (side not the question of whether Rooster fucks or get fucked belies on which character he's with)

So post mission , Hangster is finally reconciliating and almost there on getting back together. A night out at the hard brings it ALLLL together, the daggers are just chilling about and Hangster is hanging by the pool table being insufferably in love and flirting. HERE COMES IN TYLER MF-IN OWENS. The first person to notice is Maverick who just yells out in confusion "JAKE?!?" . Tyler being the gentlemen and flirt he is comes up to the Very Hot Man (DILF fr) and says "The name's Tyler Owens, sweetheart. Though being called Jake does bring memories of a certain someone" cue Rooster practically DIES in his seat curling around Jake who is equally in shock cuz there is a DOPPELGANGER OF HIMSELF RIGHT HERE IN THE HARD DECK! and then comes in the rest of the GPCU characters. Once the chaos subsides everyone on the squad proceeds to absolutely ROAST Rooster. poor man can't catch a break, his long time lover is here with him and everything is now all find and dandy with everyone surviving the mission yet here comes his past mistakes (tho they were Really good mistakes if you get it) getting absolutely bullied by everyone. It's not HIS fault he's still pining and yearning for Jake even broken up that he went and bedded his doppelgangers.

That man is just so irrevocably in love with Jake Seresin that no matter what he cannot escape no matter how many years it passed by and how many men he's fucked or been fucked by. The absolute yearning for that cocky arrogant handsome and mind blowingly gentle man he fell in love with causing him to just go out and bed people that seriously could all be twins and/or related to each other (they're not none of them are, they're all just doppelgangers)

And yes Maverick and Tyler do get together. I just think it's funny to make Bradley'a practically-second-father get with his post-break up-fling-that-seriously-looks-like-his-ex. Plus I think Pete will enjoy the chaos and adrenaline that comes with being an absolutely batshit insane tornado chaser

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

You cannot tell me that Bradley Bradshaw wouldn’t loose his mind over this hair

JJST LOOK AT IT I—

Jake fancy-hair-that-never-moves Seresin wakes up one day and just decides to let his hair be and that is the day that Rooster fucking dies

He later finds out that Jake messy-hair Seresin can only ever be seen on three occasions

Very early in the morning

After sex

When he’s with his family

Rooster has been there for all three

[pollyna]

Still waiting for the fic where Bradley shuts at Ice "you aren't my father".

[jakeotters]

I AM VERY UNWELL

[peachesandcreames]

Them : You Can't Hear a Picture

Me :

🤣🤣

[diadotcom]

feeling strangely weird and depressed about my relationship with my father. i am going to fix it with mav and rooster fanfiction. gtg brb in about….. 12 hours

[bradshawsbaby]

Bradley Bradshaw coded 💛

[reiverreturns]

[sending you multiple asks if the inspiration hits for any of them <3] 37 + rooster

liv i am SO SORRY it's taking me an age to fill these prompts but i will finish them eventually! thank you for sending them!!! Send me a prompt and some characters/ships for a ficlet or drabble

Rooster + Rosy

“Mav, you’ve gotta stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

Bradley jabs his fork across the table, accusing. “Like that.”

Maverick only smiles, a gentle thing, all lines around his eyes and a humble crease of the jaw. He pulls his hands off the sticky table with a noise like ripping velcro and holds them up. “Sorry kid. I just… it’s been a long time since we’ve done this.”

Bradley shovels more eggs into his mouth and doesn’t say anything. The diner’s been here for longer than the two of them have been alive, and probably longer still. The Coca-Cola sign above the door has bleached pink from years in the sun but the menu’s still the same, the coffee is still the wrong side of bitter, the chairs are still unbearably loud when scraped across the floor and the music still stutters after every other song.

It's been a long time. Doesn't feel like it.

“Last time we came here I think I was still picking you up from baseball practice,” Maverick says with a nod. “Yeah. I’d wait outside and you'd jump into the backseat like a cannonball. Cheeks all rosy from the sun, hat turned backwards. Always thought you were gonna hit your shins on the door since you were growing like a weed. Assumed you’d misjudge it once, but you never did. Then we’d come here, we'd eat, and I’d take you home.”

Maverick's eyes have gone misty and the past swills unpleasantly in Bradley’s gut, as it always does. He understands now what those days were. Maverick buying him time - time away from sickness and strange people in Bradley’s house. From conversations he wasn’t ready to have. Time to feel like a normal kid with sunburn on his nose and scrapes on his knees. Like a kid not on the precipice of losing everything. 

Maverick isn’t looking at Bradley anymore. His gaze has turned to the street, eyes quietly watching passers by. The smile has weathered. 

“We can come more often if you quit the trips down memory lane,” Bradley offers. He reaches over and stabs a waffle Mav’s been picking at for the last five minutes, because if he’s going to have to endure Mav's recollections of his teenage years, he’s sure as hell going to remind the old man he’s gotta be quicker on the trigger if he doesn’t want his food stolen. 

Maverick’s face brightens, more luminous than anything in this faded old place. “Yeah?” And falls when he looks at his plate. “Oh come on. Seriously? Remind me to order double next time.”

The things that put colour in Bradley’s cheeks are different now. Less found on the baseball pitch, more in the skirts of a blue and cloudless sky. The sympathetic looks from strangers that once had him flushed with indignance have turned into a pitch and swell of heat across his chest when he’s at the piano, riding the waves of a chorus he's orchestrated. Compliments oftentimes have him burning under the tan. Going hard at the gym with company, because no matter how hard he tries, he's never been able to fully let the thrill of competition go.

He eats slowly in front of Maverick as the old man rolls his eyes and traces a crack in his coffee cup.

Bradley’s in no rush. Their time, for all it has cost them both, is finally free.